Yokohama Survival Guide

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The next morning, you arrive at the Rolling Stones.

The bookstore is still the same, quiet amidst the hustle and bustle - this is the third time you have come here, whether it is the sunset in the evening rush hour, the lazy sunshine near noon, or the vibrant morning sun at [-] o'clock in the morning, the gate of Rolling Stone is always It is open and warmly welcomes every guest.

The familiar lady clerk smiled at you, and she skillfully touched the position of the matcha powder, her words were full of ridicule: "What a rare visitor, Mr. Daust. This time, are you here to read a book? Or are you talking about the notebook? Run out?"

"Didn't we meet last month, Meihui? By the way, where is Fukuta?" You leaned against the bar and asked casually, "Didn't he come to drink coffee last Wednesday?"

"You mistake me and Meihui again, Mr. Daust." Angrily, he knocked on the wall of the cup, and the shop assistant gave you a reproachful look, "I'm Keiko! The last time you saw me was when you were buying a notebook."

"...I'm sorry!" You were super embarrassed, and you didn't expect to make such a low-level mistake.

During the chaos, the store door was pushed open from the outside.

It was Fukuta Yasatsu who came, rubbing his neck and walking in with a tired face.Seeing you, those yellow eyes widened slightly.

"You're here, Daust." After greeting casually, the blue-haired man waved his hand and said in a calm tone, "Miss Keiko, please give me a cup of coffee. I'll go up first."

"No problem, Mr. Fukuta, I'll ask Mr. Dawster to bring it later." Keiko didn't care about the other party's indifference, and responded warmly, "A glass of American style, I will account for it!"

"I didn't say I would stay and read, Keiko." You smiled wryly, and took your drink helplessly, "Isn't it natural to direct me? Although I do have plans to chat with Fukuta."

"You, it's so easy to guess, it's basically written on your face!" Keiko chuckled, her movements were neat, and the American style quickly reached the completion state.It seems that you are afraid that you will be burned, and the lady clerk has specially prepared a tray.Among them, a simple and elegant woody flower was carefully decorated on the corner of the tray by a woman, exuding a fresh breath.

"This is a new decorative flower from the florist, Mr. Daust." Naturally, taking your pause as a result of interest, Keiko pulled her drooping hair and said with a smile, "If you like it, I can make it for you." Make it into dried flowers, come and pick them up next time."

"...No, I'm going up."

In a flash of inspiration, you take the tray and walk briskly up the stairs.

Walking through the familiar corridor, you come to the flowers in the westernmost corner of the room.The glass door was half open, and Fukuta was already sitting on a chair and flipping through the recipes.

"Here you are, Fukuta."

"Thank you, Dorst."

After questioning and answering, you also sat next to the blue-haired man.The other party tapped the handle of the chair regularly, and from time to time, he wrote a few strokes on the recipe with a water-based pen.

You thought about it, and then cut directly to the center of gravity: "Fukuta, how long has it been since you saw Higuchi?"

"Huh? Why did you ask this all of a sudden?" Putting the recipes together lightly, Fukuta raised his eyes to look at you, and said with a smile, "Hasn't our reading club been closed for a long time? Why, do you plan to continue reading activities?"

"...No, I'm just curious about Higuchi's recent activities." You avoided probing eyes and said calmly, "I saw Higuchi last night. After the chaos in Yokohama, a girl is always worrying, isn't it?" Is it?"

"It's so strange, Daust, that you care about Higuchi's condition." The blue-haired man stood up, walked slowly to the small bookshelf, and stuffed the book back into it, "except discussing those sticky stickers with her , Pendant, don’t you dislike that guy most of the time?”

'what? '

You are shocked, completely unaware that there is such a part hidden in the relationship setting with Higuchi Ichiyo.

'No ah... She obviously acted very familiar? '

"... moved by the followers of sincerity? As a translator, have you experienced [love]?" With his back to you, Fukuta seemed to be looking for something, but he didn't stop talking, "Human communication The boundary is full of fun because of the ambiguity, the reading club of three people who are not bound, the plural nature of observing and being observed, is this relationship finally coming to an end?"

The words made you dizzy, and you frowned.What do you think, compared to going around in circles with him, it would be more cost-effective to make an announcement?

Therefore, you confessed the situation seriously, and then asked, "I don't know what you mean, Fukuta, let's be honest. I have information that Higuchi is missing, so I want to check her recent whereabouts. You don't like staying here very much." Bookstore? Did you see her?"

Hearing this, the man turned around.

In the backlight state, his shadow almost covered half of the reading room, which was inexplicably disturbing.

While you were waiting nervously, Fukuta slowly raised a finger and started his monologue:

"First, I didn't stay here all the time, only for a fixed time on Wednesday." The first complaint smashed your hopes, and the second finger provided even worse intelligence information, "The second , I don't like bookstores, what I like is Miss Meihui who appeared on Wednesday, that lovely woody flower."

Woody flower?

Why is it woody flowers again?

You stared blankly at the tall man slowly walking in. Under your gaze, the man stooped calmly to pick up the white flowers on the tray, stuffed them into his mouth, chewed and swallowed.

It wasn't until he swallowed the last bite that the man raised his third finger and smiled mysteriously: "Third, I found out that you, Daust, can't recognize people with inconspicuous features, prosopagnosia, you mistook Meihui for Keiko, right?"

Without waiting for your answer, Fukuta Hotsu straightened his body completely.At this moment, you finally realized that something was wrong: the happy smile completely disappeared from his face, and the man's eyes were like walking dead, with no light at all.

"I'm very disappointed, Daust. To be honest, why have you never taken a serious look at everything around you?" His palm rested lightly on your shoulder, but the strength was just maintained so that people would not pay attention to it the point.But compared to the tenderness of his actions, his words were more cruel, even to the point of seeing blood, "Ichiyo Higuchi is missing? Ah...is this strange? In a city that is extremely lonely like Yokohama, every minute Countless lives extinguish the flames every second. Daust, have you ever bowed your head?"

"That's different..." The man's accusation came abruptly and strangely, making you naturally frowned and retorted, "They have nothing to do with me, why should I care about the life and death of strangers?"

"Well said, remember your words." Blinking without meaning, Fukuta withdrew his hand and took half a step back, "You asked me if I met Higuchi, and my answer is no."

This statement sounds even weirder, and you subconsciously ask: "Could it be that if I ask you for other clues, you will know?"

"How do you know that I don't know, Daust?" Answering rhetorical questions, Fukuta Yasuzu's enigmatic style reached a disturbing level.

After thinking about it, you simply cut the beginning and the end of the matter, and roughly told the other party.

Anyway, there is no so-called "law of silence" in the territory of Yokohama, and the encirclement and suppression of Hong Kong gangsters during the leading war is almost becoming a whole-hearted search!Why would you bother to hide it?

After calmly listening to your narration, Fukuta nodded without any emotion on his face.

Just when you were so disappointed that you were about to find another way, the man gave a strange answer——

"I know, Daust, why Higuchi is a lily." Fukuta Yasuzu smiled as if he was joking on weekdays, "Because lily symbolizes a pure girl, solemn and selfless love, is Isn't it very suitable to describe that guy's longing for his boss Ryunosuke Akutagawa?"

"...How did you know? About Ryunosuke Akutagawa."

Your status has been adjusted from the regular version to being on a mission. Although your hands haven't touched the handle of the weapon, you are ready to fight.

Fukuta Hotsu's problem is too big, he is definitely an insider, maybe even the prisoner Ben...

"I'm not a prisoner, Daust." Shaking his head slightly, Fukuta sighed and pointed to the tome of economics on the bookshelf, "Only you, didn't you read those books? It's so obvious...she didn't even put The meaning of the note is hidden."

After hearing this sentence, you breathed a sigh of relief, secretly regretting that you made a fuss out of a molehill.

But today is destined to be a dreadful day, and in the next second, Fukuda's words will freeze your relief on your face.

"But in a broad sense, maybe I'm an accomplice? I told others about Miss Higuchi's love."

Saying this, the man showed no remorse, and his tone was flat.

During the ups and downs, you couldn't bear it any longer, jumped up suddenly, and punched him on the right cheek, knocking him to the ground directly.

"What the hell are you doing?! Fukuta, that's Higuchi's secret, why are you telling it?!"

The man just fell to the ground, laughing a little bit——

"Hahahahahahaha, you are right, of course it is because there is nothing to do with it, Daust."

The reason he gave is so familiar that it makes you angrier, more like a deliberate mockery than a sincere explanation.

"Unlike you, I just recorded this story on the blog. Of course, the time, place, and events are all true, only the characteristics of the characters have been slightly concealed."

"Compared to your resignation, doesn't this sound much more ordinary?" Lying on the ground and looking up at you, the blue-haired Fukuta Yasatsu has no repentance, he even changed his tone with great interest, deliberately teasing you, The intention is to dance wildly on your nerves, "As soon as you said it, I guessed it. Because the rainy night is also the part I described, the night moon and the flowing water, the delicate flowers and the women, aren't all the most feminine and feminine intentions in this country?"

You looked down at the other party coldly, with a bad tone: "Who is following your blog?"

"Sarah, who knows?"

In the uncooperative state of the accomplice, you quickly took out your mobile phone and called Ryunosuke Akutagawa...

The author has something to say:

A blog is a blog, I noticed that ancient texts would be translated like this

I’m a late talker, I’m addicted to the watermelon [bushi], because the aerobics stretched my elbows, so the coding speed has slowed down QAQ, don’t worry, I’ll start work earlier tomorrow, and I will Back to nine o'clock!

In addition, the boss in the comment area has released the viewing location of the comics, and friends who like hunting comics can enjoy it together [Don’t worry if you are worried]

Unexpectedly, the real relationship between the trio is complicated-note, these previous articles are implied, not new ones

Today's question is here: Where does Fukuta's malice come from?guess what

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