Chapter 222 I'm Back (Daily) Double the Monthly Pass
Chapter 222 I’m back (Daily) Asking for double monthly votes
The entrance of Aragaki Apartment.
Miria Nishimaru, who was on spring break, was wearing a little girl's pink running shoes and a sky blue jacket. Her golden satin-like hair was tied back by a goose-yellow headband.
While running, the ends of the golden hair bounced back and forth in the afternoon sun, making her look pretty and fresh.
Along the way, many nearby neighbors greeted her when they saw her, and some tenants probably knew that Nishimaru Miria was adopted after her father passed away, and that her adoptive father "died".
Except for some older people who are a bit superstitious and feel that the little girl is somewhat unlucky, most of the young tenants feel that this pretty little girl is very pitiful.
Some people who came back from the supermarket looked at Nishimaru Miri, who was standing at the door of Aragaki's apartment after running seven kilometers, and took out some sweets that children like to eat from their shopping bags and gave them to her.
Nishimaru Miria would sweetly thank her and decline the neighbor's kindness, and then continue to stand in the afternoon sunshine below Aragaki's apartment, raising her little head and squinting her eyes in the sunshine like someone else.
When Higashinohara left, he only said that he would be away "for a few days."
From the day Higashinohara left, the little one mustered up the energy to have a strict schedule every day, get up on time, wash, eat, exercise and study. Little by little, she learned Higashinohara's "civilian exercise method" and required herself.
Higashinohara often told her that the world is not as safe as it seems, and it is better to rely on yourself than to rely on others. Nishimaru Miria is working hard to learn to protect herself.
Of course, in her little heart, she hoped to give her elder brother a surprise when Higashinohara came back.
Just like a child who gets a certificate and a red flower at school, it would be even better if he could be praised. I think he would be happy for several days.
But time passes day by day.
Not only did she not receive the praise she expected, she didn't even see Higashinohara's shadow.
For some reason, Nishimaru Miria began to feel a little scared. It seemed that in her short life, people around her had been leaving her for various "reasons" since she was born.
First the mother, then the father.
Then the adoptive father again
When she was curled up on the small bed in her midnight dream, Nishimaru Miria also tried to reach out her little hand to catch them, but failed every time.
sunrise and sunset,
Time is still passing day by day.
Nishimaru Miria was not willing to think that at first.
But every time I pass by the downstairs of Aragaki's apartment while running, I look at the closed door on the far left of the fifth floor, and my hopeful eyes gradually dim.
The little girl gradually fell silent.
Now, is it finally the big brother's turn?
She couldn't help but think of this.
Miria Nishimaru took out the small mobile phone in her pocket. On the screen was a photo of her eating sukiyaki with Higashinohara, her aunt Coladia and her sister Xia Li next door.
In the photo, Higashinohara is sitting in the center with a smile on his face. Next to him, Charlie is holding chopsticks and staring intently at the bubbling sukiyaki pot. Next to him is his aunt Coladia, who is wearing an apron and helping to prepare the dishes.
, Nishimaru Miria sat aside obediently.
Charlie must have captured this moment with her mobile phone. In the background, there was a dark night outside the window, and there were cold rain streaks on the glass.
Everything in the room is warm.
The Gulu Gulu hot pot is very warm, the warm yellow light is very warm, and every inch of light and shadow for everyone is warm, just like a warm family of four.
Every time Nishimaru Miria looks at her face, two shallow pear dimples can't help but appear.
Just like at this moment, under the afternoon sun, Nishimaru Miria, standing in front of the apartment building, raised her little hand to smooth back the smooth blond hair that fell from her forehead.
She stared blankly at the screen saver on her phone and opened the text message box with Higashinohara.
The last text message sent was on March 6, just before 10 o'clock last night.
"Big brother, today I ran seven kilometers in one breath. I feel like I have become better again, but I am definitely not as good as big brother. Well, I will be even better when you come back."
The eldest brother said that he has a very regular schedule and goes to bed on time at ten o'clock every night.
So Miria Nishimaru edited the text message while finishing her meal, and waited until 9:55 before clicking send.
But there is a red exclamation mark in front of the text message, which means the sending failed.
Scroll further forward, and for several consecutive days, messages are sent out at 9:55 every day.
Most of this information is not very nutritious. It is just a little girl talking to herself at this age, what she did today, what she ate, where she went, etc.
But the sending failed without exception.
There was one post in the middle that seemed to have been missed after I posted it, so I posted another one below.
Well, there is also a red exclamation mark in front of it.
It's just that the little girl doesn't seem to care, it's just something she needs to do every day.
It's like going upstairs after exercising every day and saying "I'm back" to my aunt Coladia who is preparing the meal, and then she says "welcome back".
After losing contact for so many days, Nishimaru Miria's original expectations have turned into worries, and the words she sends out every day are like a kind of sustenance.
No matter whether Higashinohara comes back or not, as long as her eldest brother can recover her, it will at least prove that her eldest brother is still safe. This reason is enough for her to persist.
She never wanted Higashinohara to feel burdened and become a drag on her elder brother when he was doing business, so every time she sent a text message, she was about to fall asleep at night.
But today, Nishimaru Miria hesitated for a while and finally made a decision.
"Brother, are you back?"
The moment the editing was completed and she pressed send, Nishimaru Miria suddenly became nervous.
This was the first time she sent a message to Higashinohara during the day. After sending it, she felt nervous and expectant, like walking to the podium to hand in her answer sheet during an exam. She wanted to know whether her score had improved this time, but she was also afraid of the score.
After it actually came out, I got a result that couldn't be said to be good at all.
On the screen in my hand, the paper airplane animation representing the sending of text messages used to be unable to find its end point after taking off, and would often return to the starting point after wandering around for a while.
But today.
It seems a little different.
Nishimaru Miria's big, jewel-like green eyes shone slightly, as if a sleepy little beast in her heart suddenly cheered up, and even showed a beaming look.
It was at this moment that the reaction suddenly came to her mind.
The message has been sent!
Does that mean the big brother has received the news?
Nishimaru Miria couldn't help but think this in her little head. She was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, her phone buzzed and vibrated.
"You have a new message, please check it."
The moment Nishimaru Miria saw the message clearly, the little beast in her heart that had been listless these days almost danced with joy, and her little face was filled with an unstoppable smile.
It's the big brother!
She immediately opened the message.
"Brother, are you back?"
The other party's reply was very brief, just one word.
"Um."
Under the warm afternoon sun, Nishimaru Miria couldn't help but look up. Her brows and eyes were filled with uncontrollable joy, and her little body ran towards the apartment building as fast as a gust of wind.
On the third floor balcony.
Aragaki Satoru, who was lying on a lounge chair basking in the sun, put down his tea cup and looked at Miria Nishimaru who rushed up from beside him with some surprise. He was stunned for a moment and then suddenly came to his senses.
Huh?
Is that kid back?
Speaking of which, he seemed to have not seen Higashinohara since the spring break. Aragaki Satoru even thought that the money-loving boy had gone to the club to find a job and joined the ranks of providing warmth to rich women.
After running up to the fifth floor like the wind,
Nishimaru Miria nervously walked to Higashinohara's door and found that the door was still tightly closed.
But the text messages on the mobile phone will not be fake, and it is even more impossible for the elder brother to deceive himself.
Gathering up the courage, Nishimaru Miria raised her little hand and tried to go up and knock on the door.
Unexpectedly, as soon as her little hand touched the door that had been closed in the past, the door opened in response.
Nishimaru Miria pushed open the door and walked in. The next second, he covered his mouth slightly in surprise and froze at the door.
In the dusty room, I saw a pale, familiar figure lying on the tatami in the middle of the living room. He was randomly wearing clothes that didn't fit very well. His slender eyebrows were trembling slightly, and he seemed to be in deep trouble.
In coma.
When Higashinohara woke up, it was already evening.
Lying on the tatami from this angle, he could see the lights in the city outside the dark window. The tip of his nose twitched slightly, but he smelled a familiar aroma of rice.
Higashinohara turned his head. Under the warm yellow light in the room, a tall woman wearing an apron was making porridge on an induction cooker not far away with her back to him.
Seven days.
It's not long, it's not long, it's not short, it's short.
It can make him feel unfamiliar with all the familiar things in daily life, and it can also trigger memories when he smells certain smells and sees certain people, resetting the memory back to its original point.
Squeak—!
The door was pushed open.
"I came back and bought miso and pickles."
"Well, Higashino-kun likes to eat porridge and pickles, so put them over there."
"Thank you for your hard work, auntie."
"If there is any."
While the two were talking, Nishimaru Miria inadvertently glanced in the direction of Higashinohara, a look of extreme joy suddenly appeared on her face, and she rushed over at a quick trot.
"Big brother!"
At this time, although Higashinohara's complexion gradually returned to rosy, he still looked particularly haggard under the warm yellow light.
"You are finally back."
"Yeah, I'm finally back."
He chuckled, nodded, and touched Nishimaru Miria's little head.
During those days in hell, he thought a lot about what it would be like to return to this warm hut, to this little girl who was attached to him and dependent on him. However, it was only at this moment that he realized that everything was so warm and ordinary, and there was nothing like it at all.
Too much explanation is needed.
You're back.
Yes, I'm back.
For them, this kind of dialogue is
That's enough.
Deng Deng Deng -!
At this time, there was a familiar sound of hurried footsteps in the corridor outside the door.
Higashinohara and Nishimaru Miria looked at each other. Nishimaru Miria, who was in a good mood, narrowed her eyes and said, "It's Sister Charlie. She also heard that you were sick when you came back and said she wanted to come and see you."
"This guy doesn't seem to be such a kind-hearted person." Higashinohara put his forehead on his forehead and smiled bitterly.
Sure enough, Charlie came to visit Higashinohara, clutching an apple and a banana she didn't know where to break. Those who didn't know thought she was going to the zoo to feed the monkeys.
As soon as she walked in, Charlie's nose twitched twice, and her eyes suddenly fell on the induction cooker.
"It smells so good, Sister Coladia!"
Clodia smiled and said, "Haha, Charlie-chan hasn't had dinner yet, let's meet up later."
"Okay, okay." Charlie nodded like garlic.
After confirming the whereabouts of today's dinner, she moved closer to Higashinohara and stared at the yellowed and haggard Higashinohara under the light, shaking her head for a while.
She glanced at the little girl Nishimaru Miria who was standing nearby, opened her mouth hesitantly, and then swallowed the words again, looking like she was hesitant to speak.
Seeing this scene, Higashinohara felt a little puzzled and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"
Charlie kept talking and finally said, "Dongye, as a good friend, there is something I don't know whether I should say."
good friend?
We are not that close.
Let you eat a few meals and we will become good friends.
Higashinohara complained in his heart, but said, "I don't know if I should say it, so don't say it. Let's eat first."
Charlie suddenly choked up when she heard this.
She was just polite out of habit. She was not someone who could hide her words. She would have choked herself to death if she didn't say anything, so she quickly said, "Dong Ye, did you go there?"
There?
What does this guy know?
Higashinohara glanced at the two restless long ears on her head that were twitching slightly, and asked calmly, "Where are you talking about?"
"It's just a warm place for rich women."
Charlie paused and glanced at Higashinohara, who looked haggard. The expression on his face became a little firmer, "I asked my boss why I haven't seen you in the past few days. The boss said that you are so handsome, so he would probably go there during the holidays.
You are working part-time, and although I envy you for making money, I still want to say that is wrong!"
This time it was Higashinohara's turn to be dumbfounded. Even if it was a part-time job, I would do it openly and honestly.
Do you make money? You pay for it with your life.
Why is something wrong?
Wait, Higashinohara was distracted by a series of words from Charlie, and then he realized that the first sentence she said was "give warmth to the rich woman".
It's enough for me to give warmth to strange demons.
He suddenly looked at her angrily and said, "Your boss has a hole in his head. Be careful and don't fall into it."
"Ah? Did the boss guess wrong?" Charlie looked at Higashinohara in surprise.
"That's right, there are ghosts!" Higashinohara said.
Although Nishimaru Miria is young, she is so immersed in the information age that she is not so confused that she does not understand what the two of them are talking about.
Although she didn't know where Higashinohara had gone for more than a week after disappearing, she still said to Charlie seriously, "Sister Charlie, my eldest brother went to do something very important, and it wasn't the boss downstairs who said so."
That way.”
"Oh! I'm telling you, here! These apples and bananas will be used as an apology for your sins." Charlie's eyes were full of reluctance.
Higashinohara definitely doesn't want this kind of apology.
But in order to make this idiot feel pain, he not only took it, but also peeled one off and ate it on the spot.
Huh? Why does this banana taste so weird? Could it be that it was given to him after being stored for a long time?
Of course, dinner is for four people.
Although Higashinohara doesn't like to see this idiot, but compared to the time when he lived under the cold sun every day in that lost hell world, there was no warmth.
Charlie, a girl from the countryside of Okinawa who came to the big city of New Tokyo to pursue her dreams, is at least best at treating others warmly and sincerely, and the atmosphere becomes very relaxed and happy inexplicably when she gets along with her.
After the meal, Kolodya cleared the dishes, Charlie and Nishimaru Miria helped, and Higashinohara, the "sick man", sat on the tatami and continued to rest.
He was a little bored and turned on his phone and checked the news to see if there were any follow-up reports on the big commotion in the Sky Tree today.
Higashinohara decisively evacuated after completing his mission today. He was not sure what the outcome of the subsequent battle between the man from the West Sea and the Fifth Judgment would be, and he couldn't help but feel a little curious.
He originally thought that the big shots in the Adjudication Department in Beijing were putting pressure on Wano officials, and all the reports about what happened at the Sky Tree today might have been suppressed long ago.
Unexpectedly, there were not many relevant reports on what happened to the Sky Tree after he left, but a large number of short videos and screenshots of the scene were circulated on the Internet.
The source of these materials is not any news media, but an outdoor anchor named "Kaka" who has been banned by the Water Pipe Network so far.
Higashinohara scrolled through the enthusiastic and even excited comments below, and his expression suddenly became a little subtle.
Whether it is a short video or a screenshot, it is basically a scene of him in the [World Destroyer] state and having a crazy battle with the Judgment Maker Adeline in the Tianwang Corridor.
Someone even made a moving picture of him grabbing the Sixth Judgment and giving Adeline a shocking blow on the back of her neck.
In people's perception, those who challenge the rulings of the powerful institutions of the world government are warriors who secretly want to do what the people want.
But compared to the last time about the dragonfly captain and the fox-faced man, the man in today’s video instantly caught the attention of people all over the world.
Don't say anything else.
Just that three-and-a-half-meter-tall body, as muscular as a demon and full of strength, is enough to leave an indelible impression on everyone's mind.
Especially the sixth judgment of the opponent's violent fall in the Tianwang Corridor made Adeline's animation full of an almost unspeakable magic.
Many people have watched it once and want to watch it a second time. The more they watch it, the more addictive and comfortable they become.
brainwashing
It's so brainwashing.
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