【Light Cut】Story of O

After settling down Onikiri, who had fallen asleep, Minamoto Raimitsu put on a white bathrobe with a fleece collar, walked out of the bedroom, and closed the door behind his back.

He returned to the study room where the cold wind was blowing, walked around the broken glass on the floor, walked towards the wreckage of the desk that was torn apart by the impact on the floor-to-ceiling windows, and lowered his eyes to observe all the remaining clues.

From the way the glass window shattered and the distribution of the desk stumps, he deduced that the desk was lifted up by someone and hit the glass in the air, but it is impossible for a boy with Onikiri to have so much strength to move it by himself A solid wood desk weighing more than 200 kilograms will fly out after being suspended in the air.

"Hmph, it seems that it wasn't Onikiri who talked to me through the door, and it wasn't him who thought of threatening me with 'suicide'. The guy with the exact same voice as Onikiri... did he wear a voice changer? But then The guy knows me and Onikiri extremely well, who 'he' really is."

After thinking calmly, Minamoto Raimitsu found the investigative tools hidden in the bathroom of room 8816, but there was still no evidence on the desk, except for his and Onikiri's fingerprints, there was no third person.

"Excellent strength, proficient in firearms, quick response, no fingerprints, can avoid surveillance, or can instantly delete all surveillance records..." Minamoto Laiguang put the tools back to the original place, returned to the study, facing the magnificent Huoshaoyun outside the window, He crossed his arms, "...the execution ability is amazing, he can come and go freely in the air, even if the mobile phone signal is blocked, he can still communicate with Onikiri... Hehe, is your ally really a human being, my husband."

Minamoto Raimitsu shook his head slowly, and took out two mobile phones from the side pocket of the yukata, one was his own and the other was from Onikiri.

Before in the bedroom, the man took away the mobile phone of the unconscious Onikiri without guilt, picked up his husband's right thumb, first kissed him as an apology, unlocked his mobile phone with fingerprints, and then adjusted the lock screen settings , keep the screen always on.

He called up the call records of Onikiri's mobile phone, and found that the numbers on the caller ID were all normal, but there was a series of "000000" in the outgoing number, which was obviously not a phone number that could be used for actual use—he thought: Could it be that the little fool was so angry that he dialed random codes at random?

--no.Because this "000000" appeared no less than 20 times, it can be seen how eager Onikiri was to contact his allies after being grounded.And this number, at least, can be reached by Onikiri's cell phone.

Considering that Onikiri is essentially a good boy who is sincere and polite to others, Minamoto Raimitsu opened his cell phone address book, and as expected, he found that "000000" also has an attributor: the contact name, "O".

Onikiri is also a solid-eyed and naive kid. He never puts any nicknames or nicknames on contacts other than names in the mobile phone address book (the only exception is Taiyuan Laiguang, whose name column reads: "AAA Yuan"), so this "O" is his real name for that ally.

"O..." Minamoto Laimitsu poured out the simple pronunciation with his lips and teeth moving lightly, and he called back the number "000000" with his eyes lowered, and at the same time turned on the speakerphone, waiting for the other party to answer.

The long waiting sound sounded again and again, seemingly endless, but Yuan Laiguang calmly only dialed with Onikiri's mobile phone, and operated his own mobile phone with the other hand, dealing with unread messages on instant messaging software, work mailboxes, etc. unread emails, reviewing new reports from fund researchers, new valuations from traders, instructing procedures one by one and bills one after another, taking time to reply Seimei’s indiscriminate bombardment of inquiries :Where are you?What are you going to do with your family?What about Onikiri?Shuten said he didn't come back to the apartment all night, was he with you?

——8816, Block A, Petronas Twin Towers.Wait and see.The children are here with me.

Minamoto Raimitsu flipped his thin and slender fingers, and twirled the phone around between his fingers. After thinking about it, he added to the message sent to Seimei: The kid wants to be my husband, and I agree.The wedding time is undecided, but I would like to ask in advance, would you be my best man, Qingming?

As soon as the message was sent out, Minamoto Larimitsu blocked Seimei, so as not to be quarreled by friends who would definitely go crazy and get headaches.According to his years of acquaintance with Qingming, it took at least three days and 72 hours for Qingming to communicate with him normally, without looking like a walking screaming chicken.

"But Boya...it's estimated to take three months." Minamoto Laiguang dexterously turned over his mobile phone, playing with it with ease, unconsciously showing a faint smile, and the soft color between his eyebrows is like a painting .

But his smile didn't last long, and was interrupted by the sound of Onikiri's cell phone suddenly connected, and he heard the other party roughly yelling in a boy's voice about thirteen or fourteen years old: "Damn! Onikiri Don't you have a long memory, you brat, are you waiting to be kicked off by me?! Don't use the emergency number to contact me, it's too noisy!"

The roaring voice of the little boy seemed to echo in the narrow space, Minamoto Raimitsu listened intently, and slowly said: "O, it's me."

The other party seemed to swallow heavily, and then fell into a long silence.Minamoto Raimitsu took this opportunity and cut straight to the point: "Talk to me, O."

"Or should I call you, 'Another Onikiri'? Time enough, tell me everything I need to know—"

"—About Onikiri, about you, about me."

(TBC)