Everyday ordinary of Miss Miura

After experiencing the unexpected incident just now, Miura Haru couldn't help but feel very sorry for the two short swords who accompanied him today. Originally, he wanted to give the swordsmen who usually don't go out often a chance to go out and relax, but in the end they encountered this kind of disappointment. matter.

Thinking of the strange accidents he encountered in Yokohama last time, Haru Miura pointed his chin with his index finger, wondering whether the security in Yokohama is not good recently?Next time, should she go to Tokyo or a city like Ukiyo-e Town or Rice Flower Town?

However, Yokohama Chinatown is the closest place to Bingsheng where you can buy bozai cakes, and there are many shops in Yokohama that often have discounts. She is still a member of several shops, and she is a bit reluctant to part with the discounts of the membership card...

Haru Miura thought hard for a long time, but still felt that it was impossible to completely avoid Yokohama. Let’s not talk about these delicacies. Ippei and Mr. Feng both settled in Yokohama. With her close relationship with Ippei, she would never go around Yokohama. Maybe let the little girl run and win every time?That would be too impersonal.

It's decided that Yokohama is still coming, but she may consider that if she comes to Yokohama in the future, Muyoshi Sadamune's body is a necessity to escort her.

"Shall I take you to afternoon tea?"

After thinking about this problem, Miura Haru suddenly felt refreshed, and lowered his head to ask the opinions of the daggers. Of course, Wuhutai and Akita Fujishiro had no objections. They are old people since they were born. Although it took only 50 years to transform into Fusangshen, their attitude towards Haru Miura is more or less pampered by their elders.

In fact, Haru Miura went out with the short knives to relax, but it is better to say that the short knives were considerate of her, allowing her to do things according to her inner thoughts.

"Ji Jun, can I go to the bookstore over there to have a look? Yao Yanni seems to be looking for a book on pharmacy, I want to help him see if there is any, can I?"

On the way to the cafe Miura Harun said, Wu Hutui stopped suddenly, looking at the bookstore at the intersection with a yearning expression.

"Of course, let's go together!"

Haru Miura nodded, and entered the bookstore together with one person and two knives.

The storefront of this bookstore is quite large, and it is divided into many different areas. It can be seen that there are a complete range of books here. Wu Hutui and Miura Haru went to the reference book area after reporting, while Akita went to Jingwei Literature district.Haru Miura looked left and right, and finally decided to go to the recommended area for this month.

"Hmm... five books on literature, four books on light novels, three books on detective reasoning, two books on science fiction, and two books on historical research..."

The beautifully bound books on the display rack were arranged in various beautiful shapes, Haru Miura muttered to himself while reading the titles around the display rack.

"It seems that the categories of new books are evenly divided this month."

She glanced at it, and was finally attracted by the title and packaging. She took a pale pink bound "After 1945" in her hand, flipped through it casually, and the words that caught her eyes were "Thailand", "Chopin", " Gabriel".

"Wow, what kind of story is this that connects these three words that are clearly far apart?"

The painting style is unique, I bought it.

Haru Miura put the book into the book basket hanging on her arm, turned around to leave, and almost ran into someone head-on, she stopped in a hurry, stood still, looked intently, and suddenly found that in front of her was Akita Toshiro who had just rescued The black-clothed and hooded green...

Dwarf?

Haru Miura looked at the young man who seemed to be about the same height as herself, and then realized that she was too hasty to thank the other party before and did not look at the other party seriously, but now, she felt that her eyes seemed to be on the same level as the other party.

Uh...Although I was surprised in my heart, on the surface Haru Miura still looked surprised when a normal person meets an acquaintance.

"Huh? Aren't you the gentleman who just saved my brother? What a coincidence!"

The burgundy-haired girl greeted each other with her bright smile.

"It is you."

Zhong Yuanzhong also seemed to be surprised by this coincidence. Although the habit of being a Hong Kong black cadre made him immediately check whether the encounter between the two was a human coincidence and other factors in his mind, he quickly dispelled his doubts in this regard, so he Also nodded calmly:

"It's a coincidence."

"Speaking of which, I don't even know your name, sir. My name is Haru Miura, where is sir?"

Miss Miko wanted to have an ordinary chat with the other party, but realized that she didn't know the other party's name, so she added a question with some embarrassment.

"Central Plains Central."

The petite and handsome young man hesitated for two seconds, and finally said his name.At first, Miura Haru felt as if she had heard this name somewhere, but soon she ruled out this possibility and continued to greet the other party:

"It turned out to be Mr. Zhongyuan, thank you again for your rescue just now! By the way, I just forgot to tell you how to use the amulet."

She tilted her head, smiling innocently:

"It's a specialty of Asakusa Shrine. With the blessing of the gods, the more you believe in it, the more it will protect you."

"Is it so amazing?"

Nakahara also raised his eyebrows in surprise, reached out and took out the amulet from the inner lining, and looked at Haru Miura:

"You said before that you were a witch?"

"um, yes."

The girl nodded, and the ocher-haired young man didn't say anything after hearing this, and put the amulet back into the lining again, and thanked Miura Haru by the way:

"Well, thank you for the amulet, I'll carry it."

Although he is a Hong Kong black cadre, he is actually an incredible person with a soft heart.It's hard to believe that Nakahara Chuya, as the dreaded "gravity messenger" in the other world, is a person who helps a disabled grandmother to cross the road in daily life.Contrary to his majestic expression, his inner world is still a big boy's world.

So for the talisman, his way of treating it with respect is also very in line with his soft heart.

"By the way, where are your two younger brothers?"

Nakahara finally realized that there were few people around Haru Miura. He asked with some doubts, and the girl smiled:

"They went looking for books separately, and they probably will be back soon. Is Mr. Zhongyuan also looking for books?"

"Ah, I've found it."

The young man wearing the hat seemed to show the cover of the book in his hand to Miura Haru inadvertently. The girl looked intently, a little surprised:

"Baudelaire's "Flowers of Evil"?"

"Well, it's the translation version of the latest version."

Nakahara Zhong also slowly stroked the black hard leather hardcover girdle with his black gloved hand, seeming very satisfied.

Haru Miura never expected that Nakahara Nakahara, who was dressed up like a "yuppie", would like to read poetry collections. She thought that such people would prefer jazz music or movies to books, but in fact, He actually likes to read, and he is still attached to traditional literature.

Well, she judged people by their appearance too much, and she must correct this in the future.

Miss Miko reflected on herself on the spot, and set a small goal for herself: before getting the approval of her grandmother, she must improve her own shortcomings.

"What book is in your hand?"

Probably for the politeness of you coming and going, Nakahara Chuya also put his eyes on the book in Miura Haru's hand, the girl regained consciousness, straightened the cover, and said in a relaxed tone:

"I don't have that deep thought connotation, so look at the package and the title of the book and choose one at random...Let me read...romance novels?"

Only then did she realize that she didn't seem to read the book classification at all, and then she looked down at the back cover of the soft package, and then figured it out.

This habit of looking at Facebook to choose books is also gone.

"Hey... don't you just look at the packaging without looking at the content when you buy a book?"

The corners of the young man's mouth twitched, and Haru Miura stuck out his tongue in embarrassment:

"Probably...perhaps...yes?"

"..."

Looking at the bright smile on the face of the burgundy-haired girl, Nakahara Zhong also silently suppressed the phrase "it's also a strange habit" that he wanted to say.

"Ji... Sister, we are back."

Wuhutui and Akita Fujishiro found the book they wanted to buy, and looked for Miura Haru together, only to see her talking to Nakahara Chuya, and the "Ji Jun" that was blurted out quickly switched to "Sister".

"You are back, this is Mr. Chuya Nakahara, the savior just now."

Haru Miura smiled, introduced Nakahara Chuya's name, and then turned to the youth:

"This is Tui-kun, and that is Akita-kun."

"Thank you for saving me, Mr. Nakahara."

Akita Fujishiro opened his mouth to express his gratitude to Nakahara Nakaya. Although he is the sword Fusangshen, the threat of that gangster is not scary to him, but Nakahara Nakaya saved him. He felt a little touched.

Being protected by the human beings who are supposed to be protected by me, this is how it feels...

Nakahara Chuya's expression, which had always been relatively cold, softened when he saw Akita Toshiro, and then he showed a smile, which suddenly broke the seriousness of his whole body.

"You're welcome, you're fine."

His right hand trembled slightly, and finally he couldn't help reaching out and touching the top of Akita Toshiro's head.

When checking out, Miura Haru insisted that Chuya Nakahara only buy one book as an excuse to let him check out first, and he and Dagger held a book each and queued behind Chuya Nakahara.

When Zhongyuan Zhong also took out his wallet from his clothes, a paper bag fell to the ground, and what seemed to be a photo inside also fell out due to the momentum, with the back of the photo facing up.

"Mr. Zhongyuan, your things have been dropped."

Haru Miura blinked, bent down to pick it up, first picked up the paper bag in front of his toes, and then reached out to pick up the photo a foot away.

However, when she inadvertently turned the photo over, she just glanced at it, and she was stunned for a moment, as if time froze around her, her body seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, and even the blood in her body was frozen.

Who is the person in this photo if not Yiping?

"Oh, sorry to trouble you."

Nakahara also finished paying the bill, and then turned around, saw the paper bag in Haru Miura's hand, he reached out to take it, not paying attention to the stiff expression on the other side, put the paper bag back into his pocket, and turned sideways:

"Okay, you can check out."

"Ah... good, good."

Haru Miura nodded, took the book in the dagger's hand into his arms, and stepped forward to pay the bill.

While waiting for the change, she resisted glancing at Nakahara Nakaya, who was standing aside and had already begun to flip through his poetry collection. On the surface, she was still pretending to be calm, but her heart was full of alarm bells:

Who is Zhongya Zhongya?Why does he have a photo of Yiping in his hand?

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'...Who can tell me whether the dreamy new branch can bloom bright flowers in such a barren wilderness? '

—Excerpt from Baudelaire's "The Enemy"