Miss Silver's Note on Orphans [Comprehensive]

"What on earth do you do, a fortuneteller? Your personality can't be divination, right?"

Hijikata Toshiro, who asked this question, was trying to polish a wooden knife with the woodworking tools lent to him by silver.

Because the two parties agreed not to use weapons in this competition, but to use wooden knives to point to the end.

But Yinzi only had a wooden knife in his hand.So Toshiro Hijikata took out a piece of wood very eloquently, and decided to dig it out on the spot.

This incident is really full of slots, and Shimura Shinpachi didn't complain immediately because he was concerned about Hijikata Shiro's status as a policeman.

In short, during this time, Yin Zi can also struggle with the hangover headache and refresh himself, so it can be regarded as the best of both worlds.

After hearing Hijikata Toshiro's question, Ginko replied, "I don't have that kind of personality. I'm just an ordinary owner of a divination house. But you, what's your personality?"

Hijikata Shiro immediately showed a very satisfied expression: "It's 'calorie loss'. I can dissipate the excess calories absorbed by eating in the body to the outside of the body according to my heart."

Yinzi nodded lazily: "Is that so, that is indeed a pretty good personality, no matter how much you eat, you don't have to worry about getting fat."

"Exactly." Hijikata Shishiro laughed a little smugly, "Others say this personality is useless, but I don't think so. You can eat as much mayonnaise as you want, the best in the world That’s probably what his personality is like.”

While speaking, the cigarette in Shirō Hijikata's mouth was also burnt out, and he immediately freed his hand to light a new one.

Everyone present noticed that what he took out was a mayonnaise-shaped lighter.

Really love mayonnaise.

After a while, Toshiro Hijikata roughly finished the rough embryo of the wooden knife, and then began the final polishing step.

While grinding back and forth, he said to Yinzi: "I'm really curious about you. I've never seen someone as messy as you. You don't have a hero's license at all, and you don't have special permission, but you don't hesitate to fight with criminals and weirdos. fighting."

For the sake of efficiency, the wooden knife was quickly polished. The final product is nothing special at first glance, but a closer look reveals that the handle of the knife is designed in the shape of mayonnaise.

Shimura Shinpachi thinks this point is worth complaining about: "Mr. Hijikata, there should be a limit to liking mayonnaise. Such a knife handle is not suitable for holding by hand."

Nakajima Atsushi, who was standing with Shimura Shinpachi, nodded again and again.

"Whispering, you laymen who don't appreciate the beauty of mayonnaise." Hijikata Toshiro waved the wooden knife in his hand, and waved away the sawdust.

Obviously it is a somewhat nonsensical word like "mayonnaise", but it seems serious and cruel in Toshiro Hijikata's mouth, as if "mayonnaise" in his dictionary is no longer simply "mayonnaise", but has become It has become a noble thing like "ideal".

Then the words immediately after "mayonnaise" are even more serious, so serious that people can't go back and raise any objections to "mayonnaise": "Sakata Yinzi, what do you think? What kind of righteous deeds are needed, what is the purpose of wielding the wooden knife in your hand?"

In fact, there is no hope of getting an answer to this question. Toshiro Hijikata clenched the wooden knife in his hand, very satisfied with his craftsmanship: "Let me use this 'Mayonnaise Blade' to experience your strength."

In this way, the two people who were engaged in the war came to the open area side by side with two extra onlookers.

None of them said any more nonsense, and each brandished their wooden knives and rushed towards each other.

Atsushi Nakajima thought that this match would last for a while, or at least there would be several intense and exciting fights going back and forth.

Masters play tricks, you come and go, bang bang bang.

But the reality is a little boring.

It feels like the heart of a layman watching the excitement has just started to stir, and everything is over.

Atsushi Nakajima didn't even have time to blink a few more times before Ginko chopped off the mayonnaise blade in Toshiro Hijikata's hand.

"Okay, that's it, it's over." Ginko sheathed his knife, walked up to the shocked Toshiro Hijikata, and patted him on the shoulder reassuringly.

The two were so close that Shirō Hijikata vaguely smelled the faint aroma of wine on Ginko's body.

When the taste of wine is lightened to a certain extent, it becomes as charming as perfume in a certain way.

Especially the high-priced wine like Dong Peli, even if it is just for show, it will smell different from ordinary wine.

Ginko first patted Hijikata Toshiro on the shoulder - so far everyone was still at ease.Then Ginko's hands moved downwards, helping Hijikata Toshiro straighten his clothes with a natural face.

Everyone knows that generally speaking, only wives or mothers will help the opposite sex tidy up their clothes with a natural face.

God knows whether Yinzi wants to imply marriage or compare himself to his mother.

Hijikata Shishiro was in a trance, and subconsciously wanted to say something like "Please respect yourself", but Ginko opened his mouth first: "Didn't you ask me why I waved the wooden knife in my hand? The answer is simple, to protect something important That’s why you chose to wear a knife and become a policeman, didn’t you?”

At this moment, Toshiro Hijikata felt that he couldn't understand silver at all.

But at the same time, he felt that he seemed to have understood part of the money.

To protect something important?

Fight, become strong, and protect...

He looked down at the broken mayonnaise blade in his hand: "So what is that thing you want to protect?"

"My Bushido." Ginko raised the corners of his lips and smiled slightly, and withdrew his hand holding Shirō Hijikata's clothes.

For a moment, Toshiro Hijikata almost fell in love with Ginko.

Yinzi's smile is gentle and peaceful, with an invisible strength, it seems that no matter what happens, her smile will not be destroyed.

Those bright dark red eyes contained a mountain-like solid strength, and the short silver hair exuded a warm glow in the sun.

The moment Ginko's fingers left Hijikata Toshiro's clothes, Hijikata Toshiro even wanted to reach out and grab her.

But just by chance—a somewhat inappropriate glance—Hijikata Shiro saw the lottery ticket flashing through Ginko's fingers.

Lottery! ! !

Toshiro Hijikata immediately reached out to grab it.

Yinzi had been prepared for a long time, dodged to avoid it, and then took several steps back in one breath.

"Give me back the lottery ticket!" Hijikata Toshiro shouted.

Yinzi shook his head again and again: "Don't get excited, because the person who should be most excited is me.

"Speaking of which, I was really unlucky the day before yesterday. It's okay to meet weird people while enjoying the cherry blossoms, and I lost a lottery ticket I bought.

"So where did the lost one go? I was wondering if it was you who picked it up.

"Why don't you tell me where this lottery ticket came from first? I don't think you are the kind of person who would buy lottery tickets for nothing. More precisely, you should be the kind of person who scoffs at lottery tickets."

Even Yin Zi didn't think of it, her random guess directly guessed the truth.

The lottery ticket on Shirō Hijikata's body was indeed not bought by him, but given to him directly by the boss when he bought cigarettes.

At that time, the boss said that it was an unclaimed lottery ticket and wanted to give it to him, but he refused, but in the end the boss forced the lottery ticket into his hand: "Aren't you a policeman? Just treat it as a deposit in your There."

At first, Toshiro Hijikata didn't think much about it at all. He knew that the lottery was drawn yesterday, but he didn't bother to pay attention.

Definitely not going to win anyway.A reasonable person would think so.

Until early this morning, he overheard Director Kondo chatting with others, mentioning that there was a [-] million prize, which was sold at the store where he bought cigarettes, and no one had yet come to claim the prize.

Until that moment, Hijikata Toshiro felt the weight of a small lottery ticket in his pocket.

He really wanted to rush to the exchange point immediately to see if the lottery ticket in his hand was the one that won [-] million, but Shimura Shinpachi, who had made an appointment with him to come to the divination house to look for Sakata Ginko, blocked his footsteps.

There was no way, he had to pretend nothing had happened, and no one could see that he had a lottery ticket in his pocket.

Fortunately, the exchange can be done all day today, so it doesn't matter if you delay a little bit.

it doesn't matter...

How could it not matter!

Didn't this happen when something important happened!

The owner of the lottery ticket has appeared!

Calm down, calm down first, the owner has no evidence at all to prove that the lottery ticket is hers.

Hijikata Shiro stretched out his hand pretending to be calm: "Give it back to me quickly, are you going to grab something from the police? Do you want to break the law so much and be caught by me and put in jail?"

"Do you dare to swear that you bought this lottery ticket yourself?" It's about [-] million yuan, and Yinzi is not afraid of threats.

It's about [-] million yuan, and Toshiro Hijikata will never let go.

What is the responsibility and honor of being a policeman, what is the morality and belief of being a samurai, what is returned to the original owner, what is the money that is returned, what is the faint smell of wine, what is the quiet heartbeat, how are those things worth [-] million! ! !

"So what if I didn't buy it? You can't prove that you lost it, can you? The boss gave me the lottery ticket, so it's mine!"

Yinzi's eyes widened: "Huh? According to what you said, now that the lottery ticket is in my hands, it is naturally mine? Are you really a policeman? You can say such nonsense, I think this society is really It's hopeless."

The two people here are arguing about the ownership of the lottery ticket, but the two viewers on the other side have already had a good chat.

Atsushi Nakajima: "So you've been doing a work-study program over the holidays? That's amazing."

Shimura Shinpachi smiled embarrassedly: "It's nothing special. The reason why I work-study is forced out of my life. On the contrary, you, who have already officially worked and receive a salary every month, are really amazing. ah."

So Atsushi Nakajima also felt embarrassed.And compared to Shimura Shinpachi's simple embarrassment, he is still a little guilty.

Now that apart from Osamu Dazai, he is separated from the entire Armed Detective Agency, how can there be any work to do?

Not to mention the salary this month, it is still a question of whether I can fill my stomach with Ms. Sakata in the future.

Atsushi Nakajima didn't want to continue this topic anymore, he turned to say: "Shinpachi, are you still in school, where do you go to school?"

"Xioni High School. I entered the general department of Xiongei High School this year." Shimura Shinpachi answered very positively.

Shimura Shinpachi himself will question the authenticity of this matter if he does not say it in a sufficiently positive tone.

Because it is so dreamy, it is so wonderful.

That is the famous Xiongying High School!Even if it's just a general subject, it's an achievement that can wake up from a dream.

Shimura Shinpachi suspects that the pinnacle of his life is probably the extraordinary performance in this entrance examination.

Now that I've said this, Shimura Shinpachi doesn't mind saying a few more words: "My personality is 'the glasses are the body', if someone wants to attack me, I can convince the other party that the glasses I wear are my fatal weakness.

"In this way, when I throw the glasses, the enemy will give priority to destroying my glasses, and I can give myself a chance to escape.

"Actually, this personality is quite weak. It only works on humans. It will be finished when it encounters enemies such as beasts, monsters, and machines. Everyone said that I was really lucky to be admitted to Xiongying."

"How can you be weak? I think your personality is very powerful." Atsushi Nakajima really thinks that if this ability is placed in his world, as long as he makes good use of it, it is quite easy to be a life-saving expert.

Whoever hits me will throw away my glasses and run away, my God, this is simply the kind of ability I dream of!

Shimura Shinpachi became curious: "You are the first to think that my personality is strong, so what is your personality?"

"I can transform into a white tiger, and my resilience is also very strong."

"It's actually a compound personality! You are considered strong, right?"

Shimura Shinpachi felt that he had been shocked by his new friends, and he lost interest in the conversation a little bit. It happened that his phone vibrated, so he lowered his head and took out his cheap phone that he had used for two years, and clicked on it to check the latest news.

"Huh? The [-] million grand prize was taken away by someone? How cautious the recipient put himself in a teddy bear doll." Shimura Shinpachi sighed.

"What?! 2 million was taken away?!" x[-]

Ginko and Hijikata Shiro yelled in unison, and then they immediately took out their mobile phones to check the news, and after confirming that the news was true, they looked at each other in blank dismay.

The facts are in front of you, you can't accept it and you have to choose to accept it.

It turned out that the one that won the lottery was not the one that lost the money.

The probability of winning a lottery ticket is so low, this is the most normal development.

"Well, let's just pretend nothing happened, how about that?" Yinzi proposed.

Toshiro Hijikata nodded stiffly: "Well, we just had a competition just now, and nothing else happened."

"That's right." Yinzi threw the lottery ticket in his hand into the trash can.

When things turned out like this, everyone was very depressed. Ginko tried his best to get back the lottery ticket, and Hijikata Shiro also abandoned his principles.

Now both sides have a kind of embarrassment and the pain of being fooled by fate. They really have sympathy and care for each other without words.

Hijikata Toshiro left smoking a dull cigarette, but Shimura Shinpachi stayed.

"What are you still doing here?" Yin Zi asked puzzled.

Shimura Shinpachi explained: "Originally I was setting up a stall to make money at this time, but my stall has been destroyed by weird people, so now I have nothing to do."

Yinzi suggested: "You can go home and rest, anyway, you will start school soon."

As if thinking of some terrible scene, Shimura Shinpachi shivered: "No, my sister doesn't know that my stall was destroyed by a strange person. She must be very angry if she finds out."

"That's your business, right? You have to learn to be responsible for your own words and deeds. In short, don't follow me anymore. I have to go back and concentrate on running the divination house."

But no matter how Ginko resisted, Shimura Shinpachi still clung to her.

This caused Yinzi to have some doubts: "I said, you are not the type who bullies the weak and fears the strong, right?"

Actually not, Shimura Shinpachi simply feels that Ginko is a good person, and he and Atsushi Nakajima get along very well, and he just wants to get along more: "School starts the day after tomorrow, so let me stay with you today and tomorrow Just bothering you for two days, I will definitely not trouble you."

Yinzi showed a skeptical expression: "Then how do you solve your three meals a day? I remember you are penniless, right?"

"I'll go home and have dinner with my sister. For breakfast, I'll figure out what to do. As for lunch..." Shimura Shinpachi frowned in distress.

He ate his lunch at the police station yesterday. If he goes back today, can he still get it?

Ginko sighed, looked up at the sky, took out his cell phone and started calling: "Hey, Qitama, are you at home? Have you read the latest serialization of "Jump"? Hahaha yes, I also think that frame It's awesome, ah, that's right, that's right, I'll talk about it on the next page... No, talking on the phone is too boring, let me go to your house and let's meet and talk? Ah, but it's almost noon, here I am There are a few kids in foster care that I need to take care of... what, really? That would be great! Thank you!"

After hanging up the phone, Yinzi raised his hands above his head and stretched a lot.

Half of the kimono sleeve slid down the arm, revealing a section of white lotus root-like arm.

She looked into the distance, and her lazy expression revealed the calmness, insidiousness and cunning of a social person.

Atsushi Nakajima stared at Ginko's arm, suddenly his thoughts diverged, and he thought of a strange thing: Ms. Sakata only wears half a sleeve all the time, why is there no color difference between the arms on both sides?Is it because the housekeeper rarely goes out to bask in the sun?

If Yinzi knew what Atsushi Nakajima was thinking at this time, she would probably beat Atsushi Nakajima to death without mercy.

The author has something to say: Are your eyes tired?Do some eye exercises and take a rest, there is another chapter in the future~

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