Two days later, Hanyu Qing'an started to move things upstairs to the funeral home with the box in his arms. Naturally, all his employees came over to help.
"Amuro, how did you convince the landlady?"
Toru Amuro peeked out half of his face from behind the cardboard boxes stacked high, covering his entire body, "Huh? There's nothing special about it, it's just a normal discussion, and then the other party agreed."
"Is that so..." Hanyu Kiyoshi was noncommittal. He had experienced the difficulties of the landlady when he first came to Tokyo and rented a funeral home on the second floor. Amuro said it so lightly, but in fact it was not at all like that.
Maybe it's that simple.
Putting the cardboard box in his hand on the ground, Hanyu Qingan looked at the door. Yuzi had just strenuously stepped up the last step and was squatting at the door to rest with the bear doll Suzuki Sonoko bought for her.
Miyano Akemi then appeared, gesturing and telling Yuzu not to squat here, as it was more dangerous and would block the people behind her. The patient way she treated the children made Hanyu Qing'an feel that Guhuotiao was really suitable for her.
Miyano Akemi looked into the room thoughtfully, and saw the president smiling and nodding towards her. She was a little confused, but she still nodded silently in response.
The events of the day before yesterday are still fresh in my mind, but yesterday everything was as usual, as if nothing happened, as if it was just a dream.
It's no wonder Miyano Akemi thinks this way, the illusion of Ara is indeed so beautiful that it makes people feel like they are dreaming.
Miyano Akemi quietly cast her gaze behind Toru Amuro. After experiencing what happened the day before yesterday, she suddenly realized that this elite member of the organization seemed a little different from what she thought. He seemed to be... protecting herself?
Such an idea is somewhat absurd in the organization, but Miyano Akemi's intuition tells her that this is the case, but for what purpose does he do this?
Inexplicably, she thought of the Maharaja.
"Has Director Hakuba mentioned the specific commission situation to you?" Hanyu Qing'an walked to the balcony, looked at the scenery outside, and turned around to ask.
Toru Amuro shook his head, "No, I just said that the situation is a bit complicated and I need you to come and see it before discussing it in detail. Even Umezawa was refused to go to groom the deceased."
The two commissions were said to be discussed together. When we were on the Suzuki family's cruise ship, we simply made an appointment to meet, without knowing the specifics. As a result, Amuro Tohru has not been able to start preparations until now.
Of course, if Toru Amuro really wanted to know, he could definitely get the information, but since the superiors didn't notify him specifically, it shouldn't be that important, and there was no need for him to ask.
"Give me a moment, give me a moment." The noise outside interrupted the conversation between the two.
Suzuki Sonoko was shouting as she entered the house, still holding the gold and silver fan she used when she was pretending to be a miko to fan the wind. Kamel was followed behind her, carrying a huge sofa on her back, blocking the door tightly.
Because I bought the entire building, all the belongings of the original owner on the third floor were emptied out in one day. The efficiency was so high that Hanyu Kiyosu was very surprised. Amuro is indeed a capable person, but I don’t know how he does it.
Arrived.
After cleaning up, there was still time to buy some furniture. Hanyu Qing'an always had a headache with shopping, so she always regarded it as a task. Suzuki Sonoko happened to volunteer, so she took care of it.
However, she was not sensitive to the price of growing things, so she roped in Mao Lilan to help.
With the two of them and a group of employees working as free labor, Hanyu Qingyasu felt that this move was much easier than when he came to Tokyo before.
Everything is moving in a good direction, which is great.
The busy work continued until evening. Hanyu Qingan invited everyone to have a meal at the sushi restaurant downstairs. By the way, he also called the Mori detective next door who had no one to cook for.
"I...hiccup...where's my turtle car?" Mouri Kogoro thought of his "genius invention" again after he was drunk.
"What is a turtle car?" Yuzi raised her head curiously and asked Hanyu Qing'an.
When a child is young, he always feels that his father is omnipotent. Faced with this expectation, Hanyu Kiyosu feels powerless. How does he know what Mouri Kogoro said drunkenly.
"I know this, hahahaha~" Suzuki Sonoko laughed happily after hearing this, "Yesterday Xiaolan told me that Uncle Kogoro is really smart. He thought the turtle climbed too slowly, so he simply gave it a
Mount."
Mao Lilan became angry when she mentioned this matter, "I think dad is just betting on horses and losing his mind. Isn't it natural for a turtle to crawl slowly? This doesn't work either. Do we have to make it move faster?"
"Oh, by the way, Dad is using the toy skateboard that Yuzi left at my house. Yuzi remembers to pick it up later."
Yuzi nodded confusedly. She still didn't understand what a turtle car was, so she might as well find a chance to let Sister Xiaolan's father demonstrate it.
She felt sleepy as soon as it was time to eat dinner, which seemed to be a secret agreement among all the children. Yuzu couldn't hold on until halfway through eating, and her little head kept lighting up on the table. Hanyu Qing'an had to carry her back upstairs first.
The newly purchased solid wood bed was only brushed with tung oil, without any paint, and exuded a faint wood smell. When she put Yuzu on the bed, she still clutched Hanyu Qingan's sleeve tightly and refused to let go.
Hanyu Qing'an had no choice but to sit on the bed with her, gently patting her back and humming an unknown tune under the dim light of the bedside lamp.
"Hanyu..." Suzuki Sonoko followed him for some reason, and her originally low voice swallowed back after seeing this scene.
She walked gently to Hanyu Qing'an, bent down and looked at Yuzi's sleeping face. This scene gave her an inexplicable sense of immediate vision, as if she had already seen her married life.
"A quiet kid like Yuzu is cute, but someone like Conan is really annoying." Suzuki Sonoko whispered into Hanyu Qingan's ear, and then reached out to carefully poke Yuzu's already chubby little face.
With his ears itching, Hanyu Qingan looked at Suzuki Sonoko's side face, and suddenly had a new understanding of looking at a beauty under the lamp.
He reached out to pick off Suzuki Sonoko's hairband, and the latter glared at him for no apparent reason. Because Yuzu was sleeping and didn't want to wake her up, he didn't dare to make too much noise, so he lowered his voice and warned:
"What are you doing again? Give it back to me quickly, your hair is all messed up."
Suzuki Sonoko was a little unaccustomed and covered her head with one hand and took the hairband in Hanyu Qing'an's hand with the other hand.
Hanyu Qing'an hid the hairband behind his back, "It looks better this way, I like it."
Suzuki Sonoko blushed, with an angry expression on her face.
After being angry, you become shy, and when you are shy, you become quiet. Hanyu Qing'an has figured out a correct process for activating the quiet version of the garden.
"You mean you don't like the way you look at ordinary times?" Suzuki Sonoko muttered with dissatisfaction.
"I like them all." Hanyu Qing'an smiled, "Everyone has many sides. This is the real person. If you only have the beautiful side you have now, it will only make people feel illusory and inaccessible."
"If you like someone, you will like everything about them, even their flaws are cute."
Suzuki Sonoko was very moved, and then... suddenly felt that something was not right...
