Let your president enroll in my Honmaru

Sincerely,

Cao (yi) Berry (Guard) father, mother, and Brother Yiyong from my hometown, I am very sorry for my long-lost greetings.If Grandpa is here, I would like to say hello to you too.

The beginning of winter is approaching, and the temperature in Yokohama has dropped sharply (I should have told you that I have transferred to work in the real world). I don’t know if my family has started preparing for the New Year’s Eve. In short, everyone should take care of their health.

The temperature in Yokohama's weather forecast is not low, but the sea breeze is howling. Sometimes I forget to bring a scarf when I go out, and the head-on wind is cold to the bone. I have always used my spiritual power to build an environment (scenery) to adjust the temperature. When I first arrived, I was not used to it.

After the loss, I bought a new white scarf. It was knitted, the fabric was soft and comfortable, and the color was eye-catching and versatile. I probably won’t forget it.

Taking this incident as an opportunity, I suddenly wanted to learn how to weave scarves. I wonder if I have the talent.

The house given by Shizheng is very big, and I hide at home when I have nothing to do, and I am quite used to living in it.

Because... as you know, everyone in Honmaru takes good care of me, so don't worry.

In today's era of popularization of modern communication, the transmission of letters is gradually losing due to its slowness.

However, due to the secrecy of current political work, many spiritual judges living in Honmaru do not have a direct connection to the Internet and the present world. Instead, letters are sent directly home through a special channel, so Shiori developed the habit of writing letters.

In addition to being influenced by the elegant education of a group of "grandfathers" in Heianjing in Honmaru, she always feels that handwritten letters are more humane than cold and rigid text messages.

By the way, she should be pretty good at waka haiku and other love poems... I hope Mr. Fukuzawa will give her a chance to use this talent in the future.

She can guarantee a small Waka or Chuanliu for three days, and a small composition for five days with true feelings.

Hmm...forget it, for the sake of my physical strength, it seems that I don't need to cough so frequently.

What the hell was she thinking about colored scraps.

Shiori blushed, put down the brush in her hand and shook her head violently, patted her cheek, and returned her attention to the paper.

They had exchanged a lot of pleasantries since the weather, and they couldn't help talking veiledly about small things like scarves. They didn't know if people would see the secret that learning to weave a scarf itself represented.

Seeing the above complaints, she held the pen with the barrel against her lips, shaking it non-stop, but didn't know what to write next.

Compared with when she was in her teens, her current life is absolutely unremarkable, and there is nothing to write about.If you really want to say it, it is a big event like falling in love, which needs to be well written.

but--

Letters to the whole family, especially those that can be read by the men in the family, do not necessarily address relationship issues head-on.

They all wished that she would not fall in love at the age of 30. The retired grandfather Yixin had money and leisure. If he knew that he had a sweetheart, he would be able to rush to Yokohama overnight.After all, according to the age calculation of the soul world, hundreds of years old are children.

So... let's talk about work.

A little bit earlier, I believe everyone is aware of the major events happening in this world, and I have also learned some information about Tokyo from various channels.

Because these seemingly common non-routines are integrated into daily life, there should be intermittent chaos in the recent environment.

If you didn't happen to bump into it, and you just happened to find it in front of you (and you must be able to say your names accurately), please don't mix it casually.Yihu's father and Yiyong brother are talking about you, if you get entangled, there may be troubles again.

Now it is known that the Non-Time Institute is suppressing the slate and Scepter4 to uniformly manage the incidents of supernatural powers (let’s call them collectively) caused by humans in Tokyo, and Yokohama, which radiates from this, also has a secretly named supernatural secret service department.

The government/government, whether it is the Ministry of Justice or the Ministry of Internal Affairs, has made certain changes due to the integration of the world, ensuring the stability of the entire country's operation.

And the monsters of the Kanto generation are under the jurisdiction of the Nura Group. As for the west, well, I haven’t got the information yet, but on the one hand, it’s too far away to dance in front of you, and on the other hand, it probably has its own rules of operation.

In short, although the overall status quo of today's world seems chaotic, there are generally counterpart organizations. Please don't act alone, and finally involve yourself in it.

Make another solemn statement, I will not go to the places explained above to catch you.

So please also be sure to think with your brain when doing things, keep a normal mind, and don't let me and my mother worry.Youzi and Xia Li's aunts will probably also be very worried.

Our family's accident physique is already terrible, so don't just go to the accident-prone area to be right.

Shizheng rented a small clinic for me in Yokohama, the location is very quiet and the transportation is convenient.Suddenly, I seemed to be walking with my father and grandfather. Because of this, I probably enjoyed the [-]% discount my little aunt used to buy vegetables, which is quite novel.

ps. I heard that Mr. Yeyi is in an empty seat recently?I just happen to have some questions I want to ask her for advice. It would be great if I could contact her directly.

pps. I planned to go home in the near future...

But there have been some incidents in Yokohama recently, and my new friends seem to be involved. If the incident can be successfully concluded, I will arrange the trip as soon as possible.

Now that I think about it, it seems like half a year has passed since the last time I went home, and I really miss you all so much. (This is the truth)

ppps. Brother Yiyong, have you caught up with Sister Berry Flower?Can I just call her sister-in-law next time we meet?If not, then forget it, give up if you can’t catch up, anyway, it’s still a long time, right?

(Don't hit me) For the sake of sending you so many special products, dear brother!

All the best at home, see you soon!

Love you, Shiori, Shu.

May 20xx

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Sometimes freelancing can be so capricious, let Yaoken go to the clinic door and hang a "Closed Today" sign, Shiori can safely nest in the kotatsu, eat oranges and write letters.

In the morning, I slept comfortably until I woke up naturally, ate snacks and chatted with the short knives, and then selected the best-looking and suitable letter paper from a large pile of letter paper stored in the box. I struggled with the patterns on the letter paper for more than half an hour. Continue to pass the time from grinding.

It can be regarded as an escape if you really want to say it, because everything will end today.

Shiori folded the letter paper and put it in the envelope, but it didn't take much time because of the simplicity of the writing, and the sun had not set after all this was done.

But she couldn't find any other way to attract attention. She tangled in the short kotatsu for a few minutes, her left and right toes kept turning and turning through the socks, and she peeled off the whole orange with her hands, like an obsessive-compulsive disorder. Tear orange peel into six-petal flower shape.

Staring at the white tangerines on the oranges, I wondered if I should tear them off one by one to pass the time.

After a few more minutes, Shiori stuffed the orange into her mouth with a few mouthfuls, and the cold juice splashed in her mouth, which made people wake up a lot in an instant, and she straightened up.

"I'm going out for a trip!"

So I was still slapped in the face. I just asked my brothers and parents not to meddle in the letter just now, but I still couldn't help but want to see the ending.

"I...go out to post a letter..."

She gave a reason that even she didn't believe, and she clenched the letter that hadn't been postmarked, stamped, or even addressed, and she didn't need to post it herself.

Shizheng has a special channel for sending letters, which uses small and medium-sized space teleportation arrays of yin and yang magic, because the speed of basically one person to one place is quite fast, and it is not afraid of being intercepted, which is safer than the postal channel in the world.

But everyone seemed to know it well.

"I'll remember to go home early."

She lowered her eyes and couldn't say anything else.

"I'm making curry tonight. It will take longer to cook the beef..."

The tall Taidao was still wearing an apron, and was dragged to the living room by the short swords while holding a spoon and full of fireworks.

Originally, he still had a dazed look on his face, but after hearing the flag of "I will return early", he showed a bit of helplessness and smiled tolerantly.

"So, it's okay to come back later."

"it is good."

"Ji Jun, can you read to me today?"

Wu Hutui held the picture book "The Blue Bird of Happiness" with anticipation in his eyes.

"Okay, it's agreed, let's go back."

Shiori finally showed a relaxed smile on his face.

For Shiori, it is not difficult to find someone.Compared with her father and brother, her spiritual power may be slightly inferior in quantity alone.

After all, there is no systematic study of virtualization, and even the Zanpakuto is not condensed due to personal reasons, so it cannot show the effect of shocking the audience with a burst of Reiatsu or Swastika.However, with the unique slenderness of women, coupled with the Quincy ability practiced since childhood, she is confident that she is slightly better than her father and brother in terms of subtle perception and control.

What's more...

"The heart of the south, the pupil of the north, the fingertips of the west, and the toes of the east, gather with the wind, drive away the rain, 58 that bind the Tao, slap the toe and chase the bird."

She left her own spiritual power mark on the white kimono she gave to Nobuko. The chant lyrics that she disliked ghosts before were too secondary, but now she is really fragrant in order to improve accuracy and efficiency.

Shiori said that she got used to slaps in the face.

She closed her eyes and skillfully drew a square formation on the ground. Her spirit power spread out around herself, sweeping every inch of Yokohama with concentration. Although she was quite familiar with her spirit pressure, the area of ​​the entire city It is very wide, and the subtle marks are much more difficult to find than the tiny spiritual network of the whole human body.

Fortunately, there are very few people in the city who have spiritual power (supernatural power). The red spirit that symbolizes spiritual power is like a pearl in a pile of sand even if it is finer in a pile of white, no matter how small the pearl is. Still evident in the gravel.

"found it!"

Opening his eyes, Shiori's figure disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The fluctuations of her spiritual power remaining on the kimono were as subtle as silk, and gradually, the white spiritual veins attached to it suddenly moved strongly, like the last epiphyllum that was about to bloom, slowly approaching the two red streaks.

Shiori dexterously jumped and turned sharply on the roof. Her Shunpo was taught by Shun Kami Yaichi, and she used all her strength to reach the destination in 6 or [-] minutes, but she probably guessed the ending.

It was an abandoned hospital.

The sun has been setting for some time, and the moon is creeping up into the sky.The hospital under the moonlight looked particularly eerie and creepy.

The hospital is a place full of weirdness and legends. Due to the fusion of the world, the closer she gets, the more clearly she can perceive the existence of the bound spirit in the hospital.

Shiori landed lightly, like a cat, without making a sound.She stepped into the opened door, following the conspicuous footprints on the dust—

"Dazai!!!"

Mr. Kunikida's angry shout dissipated along with the last trace of Nobuko's human spirit that Shiori could sense.

She tilted her head, not really sad, but blinked suspiciously.

Huh?It's so rare, besides Osamu Dazai, besides the inescapable Earthbound Spirit and Nobuko who just passed away, there seems to be more than one wandering spirit?