Let Go of That Blackened Heroine

Nanamori Aika came to Tokyo to escape. She had a case on her back. She wanted to hide from the world and hide in the deep mountains and old forests.

Both her and her mother were women, and they couldn't survive in the deep mountains, even in a small village, it was too dangerous.

Moreover, this kind of small village is too xenophobic, not to mention that they themselves will be excluded, and maybe someone will follow them.

Even if all the problems are solved, there are too few people in this kind of village. Once the police come to find them, they have nowhere to run.

On the contrary, Tokyo has a large population, and it is too difficult to find someone.

Moreover, people in Tokyo don't care who the people around them are.

This is a fast-paced living place. If you can't even care about yourself, how can you care about others.

At this time, she just complained a little, why Xiaoyao came to Tokyo.

Why did I meet Xiaoyao again by chance.

She thought of Xiaoyao's eyes when she saw her. She was very familiar with Xiaoyao. There was indeed a surprise in that look, but the joyful emotion far exceeded the surprise. Her joy was more like the feeling that her efforts had been rewarded .

"Did you prepare for it? Did you find my address? Is it so unreliable to hide my identity? Although I don't know how Xiaoyao found me, she did come to find me."

Qimori Aika also had some doubts in her heart, but her doubts lay not in Xiaoyao's actions, but in her own actions.

The moment she saw what happened to Xiaoyao, she had already thought of it, and she couldn't make a move.

Once the shot is known by the police, everything he has done will be exposed.

Now she still needs to take care of her mother, and cannot die or go to prison casually.

"It's too hard to save people from the underworld. Even if I go to save people, I can't save them, and the methods of the underworld are too cruel. If I die in the hands of the underworld, my mother will live alone in this world." In the world. She couldn't live without me."

Qimori Aika didn't think that her mother's ability was low. In fact, her mother was still raising her now, but she could feel that her mother was strong because of her.

This mother is fearless and will sacrifice everything for her daughter.

But if she lost her daughter, she would lose the meaning of living in this world.

When she walked to her new home in Tokyo, her mother was preparing dinner and humming a song. She had never done such a behavior before. She looked young at first, but now she looked like a girl in love.

"You're back?" Mrs. Seven Mori was delighted.

This joyful expression did not appear in a short time.

Qimori Aika clearly remembered that in the first period of time, the mother who was waiting for her return seemed very disturbed, as if she was afraid that she would disappear.

When going to bed every night, she must sleep with him, and when she sleeps, she will hug her tightly.

After a long period of time, she slowly adapted to the new life and became much more cheerful.

"Is something wrong?"

Seeing her daughter's expression, Mrs. Nanamori became nervous.

She knows her daughter too well.

"Xiaoyao has an accident, I'm going to save her."

"Will you come back?"

"It's not that she eloped with someone, she will definitely come back, don't worry." Nanamori Aika said.

"Then you have to come back early." Mingming, as a mother, said coquettishly to her daughter.

……

Mizuno Haruka was taken to a hot spring hotel-style venue.

But here, it seems that it has already been taken down.

A very tall man with tattoos came over to see her.

"Yes, it's much better than before, has the doctor seen it?"

"Too strict measures have not been used yet."

"Don't use it yet." The man looked down at Mizuno Haruka.

"Are you still there?"

he asked seriously.

Mizuno Haruka blushed, and could only say: "I'm not the person at your party, I came with my friends, I just came with others."

Bang.

The man punched the sideways man next to him, knocking him to his knees.

"If you can't answer well, maybe my next punch will hit you."

Mizuno Haruka was very frightened, so he could only nod his head.

"But why did you hit him?"

"This is not a punishment, but a reward," said the tattooed man, putting on his kimono.

He knelt on the ground with his head apart for a long time before finally standing up, but on his face, it was not a pained expression, but a feeling as if he had sucked some kind of medicine.

"Really, it's so cool, it's so cool that I want to pee out."