Eri's daily life

The middle-aged man was still arguing with the policeman, another policeman sat across from me, holding a pen: "Name, age."

"...Eri Mori, I will be 17 soon."

"Would you mind being searched? That gentleman has been insisting you stole from him."

"...Search, search hard."

A female policeman came over and searched me. When she saw my black card, she paused suddenly, looked at me with complicated eyes, and said, "Little girl, you are hiding a rich man. It is best not to have one in Yokohama." People who use black cards are easy to be targeted."

I obediently replied: "Okay, thank you sister for reminding me."

The police in Yokohama are completely different from those in Binsheng. How should I put it, they seem to be a little more lazy.

Even my parents didn't bother to bark, even though I was indeed an adult.

"Jiro Ono, are you 45 years old?"

The middle-aged man finally sat down quietly, and nodded in agreement to the police's question.

"...Hey, we can't find out her identity." A policeman sitting in front of the computer said to the person standing next to him.

"How is it possible? Then how did she go to school?"

"No... it's not enough authority, she is an official person."

Hearing their conversation, I rubbed the edge of the stool, knowing it in my heart.

It should have been entered when I was in the military. Even after the war, for some reason, my information is still classified by the military.

...In other words, why do you have to clean up the parties in a case of just stealing things? Is this process real? !

I didn't say much, after all, I didn't steal or I didn't steal, and there was no evidence.

"She did not steal it, you may have mistaken the person."

Ono Jiro said: "She (the girl)? Isn't it him (the other)?"

Me: ...Is this mocking me?

The policeman was also very surprised: "She is obviously a little girl, how could you think she is a man."

Ono Jiro stammered: "Well, so many men pretend to be women and look more like women than women, so I have reason to be so skeptical!"

The police and me: there is some truth to it.

In short, since he knew that I was a real girl, it was like a deflated ball, and I was not so entangled, and the police closed the case quickly.

Walking out of the police station, Jiro Ono looked depressed, and I asked, "Why do you subconsciously think I'm a man?"

Jiro Ono paused, and said, "You...have you met Yumiko?"

Me: No, then who?

"I'm her father, actually..." Seeing that he was about to start the storytelling mode on his own, I quickly reached out to stop him.

"No, who is Yumiko?"

He looked more surprised than I: "Don't you remember Yumiko?"

What?How did you make me look like a heartless person? Could it be that I really forgot?

I frantically rummaged through my memories with a guilty conscience.There really isn't a woman named Yumiko... Wait!

A picture suddenly flashed in my mind, a woman in sexy clothes was leaning against the wall, holding a cigarette in her hand, saying...said...

——"I'm Yumiko Ogura, if you're interested, come and find me here, cutie."

The woman attracted by the coat buff!

Seeing my expression, he said clearly, "Do you remember?"

Think of a ghost!I can only remember it just because of my strong memory!

"This father-san, what on earth are you trying to say..."

Jiro Ono looked far-sighted: "Actually, we have been separated for a long time..."

Well, the next thing is the boring process of the npc telling the background, and we started to issue missions and accept missions at the gate of the police station.

"...That's it." Ono Jiro sighed.

In summary, a father lost his daughter, and the daughter became a bar girl when she grew up. The father wanted to compensate the daughter for not letting go, and then the father secretly solved the harasser every day. As a result, one day, the daughter took the initiative to treat a woman for the first time. The man showed his love, but was rejected. He was very sad, so he drank to relieve his sorrow.

The father wanted to find the man and beat him up.

The front row reminded that the man seemed to be me.

I:? ? ?This is Zongman Theater, right? Did I get into some emotional show by mistake?

Jiro Ono: "I didn't expect you to be a woman... Think about my daughter meeting a tomboy when she fell in love for the first time, hey."

"I said, look at how I dress up, even if I tie up my hair completely, I can't confirm that I am a man."

Ono Jiro looked at my face carefully: "Indeed, you look very cute."

Yeah, yeah, I just breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiro Ono: "Barely worthy of Yumiko's evaluation."

Ono Jiro: "A girl who is still very shy."

Me: ...that's outrageous.

I was tired and said, "Mr. Ono, who said that I'm upset..." You said that even though I was a girl.

Jiro Ono showed an embarrassed expression: "I'm sorry, I used to live in a slum and said I'm used to it, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

I was just about to shake my head and say it's okay, when a voice drifted over.

"Why are you in the police station again?" Nakahara Nakaya got off the locomotive and walked over with a speechless face.

I looked at him suspiciously: "Mr. Zhongyuan, why are you here?"

Nakahara Chuya: "No, I just passed by. I saw you coming out of the police station, and I came to you after finishing the task."

"so."

"So," Zhong Yuan Zhong also turned his eyes away, and the murderous intent suddenly appeared on his body, "Is it him? Do you want to get rid of the eldest lady?"

Ono Jiro had never felt such a terrifying killing intent even when he stayed in the slums. His face was covered with cold sweat and he couldn't speak.

I stopped and said, "No, this is a misunderstanding of Lord Zhongyuan."

Zhongyuan Zhong also withdrew his murderous intent: "That's right, that's good."

"So why are you so sure that I stole the wallet, Mr. Ono?"

Nakahara Chuya: "Huh? How could Missy steal something!"

Do you trust me so much, Mr. Zhongyuan, I am moved.

Ono Jiro faced Nakahara Chuya's stare, and said quickly: "Because I did lose my wallet, and I have a bad feeling for you, so I subconsciously thought you stole it...don't kill me !"

I signaled Mr. Zhongyuan not to be too aggressive, and Zhongyuan turned his head reluctantly.

"Okay, now that the misunderstanding has been cleared up, let's leave it alone, Mr. Ono." I dragged Zhongyuan Jun who was still emitting death rays to escape.

"Let's go, I'll see you off." Zhongyuan Zhongye took a look at my pink sweater and said, "You really like pink."

I also looked at my clothes and said, "Really, I didn't notice it. I buy clothes that look pleasing to the eye. So there are so many pinks."

I got in the car and hugged Zhongyuan-kun's waist as usual, wondering why it felt stiffer than last time, Zhongyuan-kun.

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt the girl's fruity aroma again, which made him more at a loss than last time. He bit the bullet and drove, not daring to drive too fast.

Even so, I still feel that Mr. Zhongyuan drives so fast, is this the confidence of gravity.

"Mr. Zhongyuan, have you ever been fined for speeding?"

"Huh? How could they catch up with me!" Zhong Yuanzhong also showed a wild and youthful smile.

Me: ...Why are you so proud.

After saying goodbye to Mr. Zhongyuan, I quickly bought gifts for everyone and went back to the hotel. There was a small note on the table.

— I'm leaving, thank you.

It's Yoichi Koike.Is he going to Hong Kong gangsters?

I can't tell what I feel in my heart, it's nothing, it's all his own choice.I can save a Sakunosuke Oda, because I can save his child, but I can't save a dead person, so Yoichi Koike will go anyway.

I suppressed the sadness in my heart and stretched myself.

Yoshi, come on, Eri!

The next day, I rushed to Hong Kong and Hei, and happened to meet Zhongyuan Zhongya who had returned from the mission, so I stopped to chat with Zhongyuan Jun.

"...No, I was tricked. That person is not a leader at all, but just a person from a slum." Zhong Yuanzhong also gritted his teeth and said angrily.

I did not speak.

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't notice my silence, and continued: "Damn it! If I knew it yesterday, I wouldn't have left the scene so early. That person took advantage of my leaving and took away the supplies. Today, he found another person to take the blame and escape."

"So, what about the one who took the blame?"

"...Dead, killed by my man Mu Cang..."

"Is that so..."

"Damn it!" Zhong Yuanzhong also crushed the floor with a terrifying expression, "Don't let me meet him again."

Mr. Zhong Yuan is definitely a good man, but he is a good man in the mafia. For the sake of Hong Kong gangsters, he can even kill children for you. I am too short-sighted.

I sighed.

Zhongya Zhongyuan is a real mafia. If you are confused by the labels of "Hong Kong black conscience" and "good guy", you will indeed have unnecessary illusions about him. I can't make such a mistake.

Because sooner or later I will stand on the opposite side of Hong Kong and black.

But listening to his description like this, I always feel a little weird.

"Mr. Zhongyuan, have you found out the identity of the person who committed the crime?"

"Ah," Nakahara Chuya took out the information, "It's... the name Jiro Ono, who came out of the slums."

what......?

how is this possible.

I tried my best to pull out a smile: "How is it possible, Zhongyuan-kun, you forgot, the boss stole after Zhongyuan-kun finished the task, didn't Zhongyuan-kun come to pick me up at that time and met Jiro Ono. "

Nakahara also looked at me suspiciously: "At that time, I had never met Jiro Ono."

"Besides, miss. I didn't send you off yesterday." Zhong Yuanzhong was also confused, and after thinking about it, his expression became serious, "Is it someone who is good at disguising and approaching the miss."

"Maybe......"

Impossible, I'm sure that's Chuya Nakahara himself.

[The plot has turned around, it seems that your influence is getting bigger and bigger. 】The voice of Saiki Kusuo suddenly exploded in my head.

Seeing me startled, Saiki Kusuo said, 【Sorry, the situation is urgent, this is the only way to go. 】

me: nothing.

[It stands to reason that according to your world line, as soon as Zhongyuan Central sees the person who committed the crime today, he will know that the real leader is not him, so he can catch the real leader.But in this way, the subsequent series of functions of this leader will not be able to play. 】

What good is he.

[I don't know, maybe it's an event used to accumulate the reputation of the double black, or maybe the Hong Kong black needs the lack of this material to promote the next plot.In short, it is useful for the plot. 】

I just feel that my throat is dry, so Ono Jiro must die, even if it is for a small sentence in the manga and a setting.

Yesterday's world line changed, perhaps because of a rumor about Shuanghei in the comics, behind which rumors can pile up countless crimes.

That kind of thing that looks emotional in the comics stands on countless bones.

"I said...the comic world should lie on the book, why do you have to create a real world?"

[... who knows. 】

I was speechless, and when I walked out of Hong Kong, Zhongyuan Zhongye stopped me: "I said...you don't need to call me Zhongyuan Jun, just call me Zhongye."

Saiki Kusuo turned on his favorability.

[A first love doomed to fail. 】

I turned back and smiled at him: "No, I'm a colleague after all, so I'd better call him Mr. Zhongyuan."

"That's it... that's fine."

I left and walked on the street, and Saiki Kusuo also disappeared.

Walking along the path alone, soft sobbing sounds gradually came from the quiet street. I couldn't suppress my crying at all, and my tears couldn't stop falling.

My heart aches uncontrollably at the thought of a person who was alive yesterday and turned into a cold corpse today.

"It's not appropriate for Missy to cry with such a pretty face."

I looked up, and it was Dazai Osamu and Oda Sakunosuke.

Oda Sakunosuke handed me a piece of paper: "It's all right."

I took it, choked up and said, "It's okay."

"Why are you crying, it's not the slug's fault." Osamu Dazai looked at me.

Damn Osamu Dazai, who tempts him all the time, I was very sad at first, but now I really want to punch his head off.

Just as Oda Sakunosuke was about to stop him, he was preempted by someone.

"Let me tell you, Xiao Erli doesn't want to talk about it. The probing is too clumsy, so if you want to comfort me, just say it." Edogawa Ranpo came out from the corner, came to me and rubbed my head, "It's okay Little Eili, I've been depressed for a long time, it's fine to cry."

Fukuzawa Yukichi handed me a piece of paper, I took it, and wiped my face with two pieces of paper.

"Ah, aren't you a detective from the detective agency? It's really nice to be so close to our lady." Osamu Dazai said with a smile.

Edogawa Ranpo remained unmoved: "What's the matter, do you want to change the subject? I know you want to comfort Xiao Eri, so don't let it go."

Osamu Dazai lost his smile, and Edogawa Ranbu looked back at each other not to be outdone.

Fukuzawa Yukichi reminded: "Random steps."

Oda Sakunosuke also said, "Stop talking about Dazai."

Yeah, stop talking, I mean everyone here.

When I was crying sadly, a group of men chattered around me, always talking about useless things, it was annoying, really annoying.

"You guys," I was losing control of my emotions, you guys were talking nonsense around me, and you were still showing off the whole tit-for-tat theater of IQ, I couldn't help but want to spray them.

You guys are really annoying.

I still didn't say it, in the end I just pushed Dazai Osamu and Ranpo away from them with a blank face.

Crying is because I don’t want to cry anymore, I just want to fight now.

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