In the ten days since school started, Higashinohara has just integrated into the school life again. Regular exercise every day has improved his basic attributes bit by bit. The intensity of exercise has also gradually increased, and it has now reached a group of 130.
Higashinohara's plan is to wait until the push-ups, sit-ups, and squats are increased to a set of 200. When he finds that the attribute improvement is slow again, he will start to shorten the time spent on exercise to achieve the purpose of increasing the intensity.
However, in just ten days, as the Hokkai Guards search and rescue ship expanded the search and rescue area, there was still no news about Tokugawa Ritora. Nishimaru Miri, who moved back next door to Higashinohara, had a bright smile on her originally delicate and charming face.
Day by day it became darker and darker, and the eyes gradually lost their sparkle.
Last night, Nishimaru Miria wore the same goose-yellow pajamas and carried an old doll from the time she lived here. She timidly knocked on Higashinohara's door just like the little beast who was often homeless back then.
Under the starry sky, the little girl's crystal tears fell from her trembling eyelashes. More and more tears fell from her trembling eyelashes. She raised her hand to wipe it away, but more tears poured out from between her fingers.
After a moment, the little girl raised her head, bit her thin lips and looked at Higashinohara stubbornly, "Brother, has dad really left this world?"
Higashinohara was silent for a moment and did not answer. He just rubbed the girl's pale golden hair.
However, after thinking about it all night, when he got up today, Higashinohara still took the sword case wrapped in black cloth and put it into his travel bag - because today there will be student representatives from Takehara Minami Private Academy taking a bus to the back of the Sakurada Gate for a ceremony.
Emperor Demei’s birthday celebration.
Higashinohara is the representative of Class F for the first year.
It's not like he has to act regardless.
I just want to see if there is a suitable opportunity. If there is, then I will give an explanation to Nishimaru Miria who trusts me so much.
At the same time, he also wanted to say a formal farewell to Tokugawa Ritora, who once gave him a sword, and no longer let the little girl live in endless waiting.
That would be a little too cruel to her.
The Wano Imperial Palace is located in Chiyoda Ward.
Close to New Tokyo Station.
There is a long-established tea shop called "Tesenra" at the entrance of New Tokyo Station, which specializes in baked bread and coffee. It is the preferred breakfast choice of many office workers near New Tokyo Station.
Long tables are lined up in front of the bright floor-to-ceiling windows in the store. At one end of the long table, there is a booklet handmade by the clerk. There are five or six palm-sized loose-leaf pages with wonderfully written "interesting stories about life" and carefully written books.
Drawn "Bread Illustration".
However, because today is the Tencho Festival, the birthday of the Emperor, a public holiday celebrated by the whole country, the brochure there was replaced with a biography of the current Emperor Tokumei and his wife and some interesting anecdotes.
At this time, a handsome, no, handsome young man wearing a long woolen windbreaker stood boredly in front of the cashier.
He put his hand on the lid of the hot coffee cup and smiled as the girl at the counter, wearing a green clerk's uniform and with slightly red cheeks, was hurriedly packing bread for him.
After paying the money, the girl looked nervously at the handsome man in front of her who had never seen him before. He had bought breakfast from this store for ten days in a row. The mellow and fragrant smile on the corners of his lips was as intoxicating as ever.
If you don't try.
Life is missed every day.
She inexplicably remembered these words before going to bed last night.
Finally, the girl plucked up the courage, and while handing over the packaged bread, she also handed over the contact information she had secretly written on a pink post-it note when she had just hand-grinded the coffee beans.
"Hello, this is my contact information, me."
"Thanks."
After the blushing girl stammered, the handsome young man took the packaged bread and sticky notes.
He opened the sticky note and took a look at it, then carefully folded it and put it in the pocket of his coat, giving people the feeling of being familiar with the road.
It seems that this is not the first time I have encountered it,
This is not the first time this situation has been dealt with.
The girl behind the checkout counter buried her head shyly, not daring to look at the young man. She just said in a voice as gentle as a mosquito, "Whatever you need for breakfast tomorrow, I can prepare it for you in advance."
"Thanks."
The young man thanked him again and said with a chuckle, "But I think I won't come here to buy breakfast again tomorrow."
The girl behind the checkout counter suddenly raised her head, her ponytail bouncing on the back of her head, and the freckles on her face were shining in the early morning sun. She asked very nervously, "Ah! Why? It's my abruptness that is causing you trouble."
Is that so? If so, I’m really sorry, please do”
"No, no, that's not the case."
The handsome young man interrupted her apology, shook his head and said gently, "Because my work is about to end today, and I don't have to come here again."
"Ah, that's it. Then, I wish you good luck in your future work."
The girl had a look of despair on her face.
"Thanks."
Carrying coffee and bread, the man turned around with a smile and walked towards the door of the store.
The girl behind the checkout counter thought that today was the last time she would see her, and she would never see her charming smile again tomorrow. She even forgot to ask her name. There was a look of endless sadness on her face.
It turns out it doesn’t matter if you try it or not.
Life is still full of misses.
However, when he inadvertently raised his head, the girl behind the cashier's eyes suddenly widened, and she suddenly covered her mouth with her eyes fixed on the direction of the door.
There were two middle-aged men wearing hats sitting on the left and right of the store entrance. They were ordering a cup of coffee, spreading out the newspaper and reading it in the morning light with glasses.
However, at this moment, the two people collapsed in a pool of blood on the table at the same time. The newspapers under their bodies were stained red by the gurgling blood. Their arms hanging down weakly twitched slightly, and their wide eyes were full of fear before death.
What shocked the girl the most was...
The gentle, charming and handsome young man was holding a piece of bread in one hand, with coffee hanging on his slender fingers. In the other hand, he was holding a ninja short sword about fifty centimeters long. Blood stains were dripping on the ground along the blade.
The handsome man casually wiped his ninja sword on the clothes of the person who collapsed on the table. He leaned slightly and found a micro communicator from the collar of the corpse. He chuckled and said to the other end, "Hello! I am Fuma.
Lucheng, you don’t have to stare at me anymore.”
"because.
I will come to you soon."
After he finished speaking, he lifted up the hem of his woolen coat, inserted the ninja sword back into the inner holster, turned to the girl behind the cashier who looked at him with wide eyes and covered her mouth, and said with a smile:
"See you again if we are destined."
The frightened girl trembled her lips and wanted to answer something. By the time she spoke, the young man had already walked away along the street.
at the same time.
Chiyoda Ward Assembly Building.
The office area of the Wazhi National Security Committee suddenly became a mess after a phone rang.
At this time, they were in the Imperial Palace behind the Sakurada Gate, which was far away.
The grand celebration of Emperor Tokumei's sixtieth birthday, which was celebrated by the whole country, slowly kicked off with birthday wishes from various ministers, foreign guests and delegations.