Miss Izumi

After using the illusion of Sharingan to get rid of the youth on the sixth floor and Chotaro Mizuno, Izumi went out wearing the dress that he and Osamu Dazai commented as "spicy eyes".

In fact, the dress was not as ugly as the two of them said.At least the upper body effect is not bad, of course, in the final analysis, it is because...

People with good looks and good proportions can look good in whatever they wear.

Having said that, but the bright red and green color scheme still makes Zhongyuan Zhongye's eyes hot.

Quan came out at a trot.At such a short distance, he was panting for breath from running, and even held on to the car door for a while before recovering.

"..." Although it is due to illness, the physical strength is too weak, right?

Zhong Yuanzhong also evaluated secretly, but he didn't show anything on the surface, he just said: "Didn't I tell you not to worry?"

"I'm sorry..." Izumi said out of breath, "I've been looking for a long time to find something I can wear..."

Um? "It took me a long time to find clothes I can wear"... This sentence is intriguing.

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyebrows.

But he didn't say anything, and said lightly: "After seeing the doctor, come back and buy some clothes."

"No, I didn't mean that!" Quan panicked and waved his hands hastily, as if he also realized how misleading his words just now were.

"It's just a few sets of clothes." Nakahara Chuya started the car and said indifferently while turning the steering wheel.

Quan grabbed the hem of the skirt with both hands, blushing almost to the point of bleeding.

"Oh, by the way." Zhong Yuan seemed to mention inadvertently, "I just called to ask, and said that there are so many people in the hospital at the moment, and it will take a lot of time to register and queue. I made an appointment with a private doctor, and now Just go and find him."

"Oh, oh..." Quan was a little uneasy when he heard that the doctor was an appointment alone.But he couldn't say anything, so he had to bow his head obediently, and accepted Zhongyuan Chuya's arrangement without any objection.

When stopping at a certain intersection, Zhong Yuanzhong also asked without warning: "Did you lie to me?"

Quan's heart skipped a beat, but there was no clue on his face, and he looked at Zhongya Zhongya suspiciously: "What...what?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at him, but didn't see anything from his expression.

Seeing that the green light was on again, he turned the steering wheel and said, "You said you were nineteen, but the clothes you were wearing before were high school uniforms, right? Are you still in high school?"

Although this question seemed easy to answer, Quan knew that this was something Zhongyuan Zhongya had investigated, and he had doubts about his identity.

It's not surprising, after all, Mizuno Izumi's death had alerted the police, so it must not be hidden.

It's just that the investigation speed of the port mafia was much faster than he expected, and Nakahara Chuya's expression was bluffing enough to almost startle him.

There are many thoughts in my heart, but the reality is only a moment.

Izumi looked out the window and answered Nakahara Chuya's question calmly: "I am indeed 19 years old. As for the uniform..."

"That belonged to Grandpa's real granddaughter."

Zhong Yuan was also startled, and gave him a strange look: "The real granddaughter?"

Could it be... he was referring to the dead Mizuno Izumi?

"Yeah." Quan withdrew his gaze, looked down at his fingers, and calmly dropped a bomb into the pond: "I don't have any memory before yesterday, I was picked up by my grandfather."

"?!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also reacted so much that he stepped on the brakes directly.

The car stopped in the middle of the road for no reason. Fortunately, there were not many vehicles passing through this section of the road, so no accident happened.

Quan was frightened by his sudden braking, his face turned pale.When Zhongyuan Zhong also looked over, he found that his eyes were frightened, his breathing was rapid, and he was grabbing the clothes on his chest with one hand, so hard that the knuckles of his fingers turned white, obviously frightened.

"...Sorry." Zhong Yuanzhong also clenched the steering wheel and started the car slowly.

Quan said nothing, closed his eyes and tried to adjust his breathing and heartbeat.

Zhong Yuanzhong also found a place to park the car, bought a cup of hot cocoa, and handed it to Quan.

The latter's expression was still very bad, but he was able to respond anyway: "Thank you..."

Zhong Yuan raised his head and gulped a few mouthfuls of ice water before saying, "I..."

"I know, such a thing sounds unbelievable, so it's normal for you to be surprised, don't worry about it." Before he could speak, Quan passed the steps to him understandingly, "But I really didn't lie to you. "

"..." Zhong Yuan looked at him with complicated eyes.

"But... it really sounds unbelievable, right?" Quan murmured, "How can someone's memory suddenly start in the middle of life?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also interrupted him: "No, I believe it." Because he himself is, the memory began when he was seven years old.

When Quan heard his decisive answer, he was taken aback for a moment.However, seeing that his expression was serious without any perfunctory, he understood that he really thought so, so he showed a somewhat happy smile and said, "Thank you."

This was the first time Quan smiled at him after that kind of thing happened.

It's so funny to smile...

Zhong Yuanzhong also muttered something in his heart, rubbed his nose, and his ears turned red unconsciously: "What is there to thank..."

Because of this incident, the relationship between the two showed signs of breaking the ice and easing up.

Quan began to describe himself.

"I heard from them that when I was discovered by my grandfather, I was seriously injured and bled a lot. My grandfather spent all his savings and asked a lady doctor from the detective agency to save me."

Hearing this, Zhong Yuanzhong also had a flash in his eyes.

No wonder this guy is so desperate to make money.

"Speaking of it, I'm not afraid of your jokes..." Quan held the hot cocoa, and his eyes fell on it, "I was very scared when I woke up."

As he spoke, his hands trembled unconsciously, his voice became crying, and tears slowly formed in his eyes.

"The people and things around me are all unfamiliar. What is a TV, what is a car, what is a traffic light...Everyone knows things, but I don't know at all."

For a moment, Zhongyuan also thought of him standing in the middle of the zebra crossing, looking surprised and puzzled by the car honking at him; he also thought of him asking this and that in the private room of the bar, curious about everything.

"I don't know who I am, what my name is, where I come from... There is nothing on my body to prove my identity. Even, they pointed to the blood-stained clothes and said that it was all my blood. Didn't feel the slightest bit."

"..." Zhong Yuanzhong also sighed, stretched out his hand and rubbed his head.

At this time, Quan did not resist his approach and touch.

"Grandpa said I was his granddaughter, but when I got home and saw the photos of grandpa and granddaughter, I knew I wasn't her."

"I'm really afraid of being thrown away, so I desperately want to do something for my grandfather. I want to tell him that I am valuable, and like the waste he picked up, I can bring him something in return..."

Looking at Quan, in a trance, Zhong Yuanzhong seemed to have returned to the time when he was picked up by the "sheep".

He was like that too, trying desperately to blend in with the crowd.Then use the "trump card" that I hold, which is one more than others - that is, supernatural powers - to keep proving myself, shouldering heavy responsibilities, and making my rootless self more at ease.

A suppressed sob brought him back to his senses.

He looked at Quan's trembling shoulders, and the drops of water that fell down like pearls and splashed on the back of his hand with a "click".Patted his head and said, "You've done a good job."

Quan whimpered violently, then threw away the hot cocoa in his hand, slammed into Nakahara Nakaya's arms, hugged his waist and cried loudly.

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't expect him to have such a reaction, his body was so stiff that he didn't know what to do if he pushed the person away.

But seeing Quan crying pitifully, he finally sighed, patted him on the back helplessly, and comforted him: "Okay, okay. My eyes are swollen from crying, and when I meet someone later, I thought I was bullying you." Is it..."

Quan hiccupped from crying, then muttered and said in a muffled voice, "Didn't you just bully me..."

Hey there, the little bastard who can climb up the pole.

Nakahara Chuya stared: "Tell me how I bullied you?"

Quan said quietly, "Last night..."

"Okay, okay, I get it!" Before he could finish speaking, Zhong Yuanzhong interrupted.

Why did I forget this...

He raised his hand to cover his face, his whole body was filled with a bitter aura of nothing to love.

Quan cried enough, and with a pair of red rabbit eyes, he also got up from Zhong Yuanzhong's arms.

He looked at Nakahara Zhongya's wet shirt on his waist and abdomen - he could even see the looming and smooth abdominal muscles - his face was so red that it made one suspect that knocking an egg on it would be cooked on the spot.

"Yes, yes, sorry!" Quan felt ashamed and angry.

Zhong Yuanzhong also heard it funny, and actually replied him: "No, it's okay."

"..."

Is this a joke? He stuttered nervously?

Quan puffed up his face.

"I'm not very courageous, and I have a good temper."

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't think much of it, he raised his hand and poked the bun's face.Feeling good, he poked again.

Izumi was stunned at first, followed by Nakahara Chuya who realized what he had done.

Such an act of intimacy, why did he do it naturally?And is it a one-night stand with whom she was still having conflicts before? ? ?

Realizing that something was wrong with the development of the matter, the two took a step back in unison.

One looked up at the roof of the car, and the other looked down at his fingertips, his face was red and he didn't dare to breathe.

"Cough! That..." Zhong Yuanzhong also cleared his throat, and said, "There has been a lot of delay on the road, and the appointment with the doctor is still waiting for us. Put on your seat belt, and let's set off quickly."

"Hmm... that, Mr. Chuya..."

"What, what?"

"My skirt is wet..."

"... Huh?" Zhong Yuan Zhong also turned his head to look, and found that most of the hot cocoa that was knocked over by Quan had spilled on his skirt.

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned and asked, "Is it hot?"

Quan lifted up his skirt to take a look, and said, "It's not hot..."

"You, you, you, you! Cover your legs quickly!"

As soon as the white thighs came into view, Zhong Yuanzhong quickly looked away.

Does this guy have the self-consciousness of a girl?Not long ago, even the waitress was afraid of changing her clothes. Why did she return to the nervous state before the two of them went to sleep after holding him and crying for a while? ? ?

"But Mr. Chuya..."

"What's wrong!"

Quan flinched in fright from his loud voice, and said weakly: "If you cover it, it will be very hot..."

"..." Is this person sent by the enemy organization or that bastard Dazai Osamu?ah? !Must be, right? ! !

Zhong Yuanzhong was also cursing in his heart, but turned his face sideways, grabbed the skirt with both hands, and with a "stab", tore off the big piece of skirt that was splashed with hot cocoa, and then quickly covered his long coat on the On Quan's lap.

"Okay, so let's go shopping first." He glanced at his shirt, then at Quan's skirt, and said with a bad face.

"Oh..." Quan naturally responded obediently.

At this moment, on a commercial street closest to them.

A middle-aged man in a white coat was carrying a large bag and was looking at the puffy blonde girl with pink bubbles all over his body.

"Come on, baby Alice, let's go to the next store~ the last one! It's really the last one!"

"Rintaro is a liar! You said the same thing when you came out of the last store!"