Under normal circumstances, people should feel panic after amnesia, right?
The silver-haired boy slowly turned the umbrella with one hand, staring at the dark red umbrella in thought, searching for useful information from his muddy memory like pushing through the fog.
The light of dusk sprinkled on the messy gravel, and the illuminated dust flew around the boy, but he didn't get any closer, as if there was an invisible barrier between them.
The boy put away his umbrella, staggered on the broken wreckage and walked to a relatively flat area. The dark blue uniform on his body was set against the gradually darkening sky.If it weren't for the dazzling silver hair, it would be difficult to find that there are still people in this kind of ruins.
"As long as you wait, will someone come to you?" Izuna sat on the ground with her knees bent, looking around, with a relaxed expression on her face.
Although I don't know why he has such an idea, and I feel inexplicably that this is not the first time this has happened, so it is the best choice to follow my heart at this moment.
By the way, Izona Society is a name that suddenly flashed in my mind just now, and it sounds very familiar, so I simply used it as a temporary name.
The night wind blew through Izanashe's short hair, and his cheeks were itchy.He could clearly know that the wind was not friendly, and there were bursts of cold air.The slightly flimsy uniform was blown up, and the cold wind blew across his skin. He just knew that the wind was blowing, and he didn't feel any discomfort.
The boy who noticed something stretched out his hand to touch his abdomen, and thought to himself: "I don't feel very cold, nor very hungry, no wonder I don't feel worried at all..."
Such a body can survive anywhere.Waiting to be found doesn't seem like such a difficult thing to accomplish.
It took some time for Izanasha to get out of the ruins caused by unknown reasons, and the street has become deserted.He groped all over and found some change and a silver coin with a strange pattern on it.
I'm glad I still have money with me.Izanasha shook his head and threw this thought away, he shouldn't be the kind of incompetent person who has to rely on others for everything...
Standing in place and thinking for a moment, Izanashe chose the latter between spending the night in the park and taking a casual stroll.
"Good evening, what would you like to order?"
The young man standing behind the bar put down the pen in his hand and said vigorously, showing a cheerful smile that was particularly pleasing, he turned around and shouted skillfully to the kitchen behind: "Uncle, there are guests here! "
Not long after, a fat middle-aged man came out wiping the sweat from his forehead.While urging the boy to go home quickly, he smiled apologetically at Izanasha.
Although the area is small, the decoration and atmosphere reveal intimacy and warmth everywhere.If you can't find the place you want to go, this will be a good choice.
"Please give me the same one as that gentleman." Izanashe pulled out the chair and sat on it, and gestured to the man wearing the hat not far away with his eyes.
The owner responded and walked back to the back kitchen, and Izanashe lowered his head to meet the boy's admiring gaze.
The boy who looked like he was still in primary school gave Izona a thumbs up and grinned: "Dare to challenge that level, big brother, you are amazing!"
Because there was no one in the store at this time, Izanasha, who could only use another customer as a reference, felt a little regretful.
Seeing this situation is not good, I hope my body will not let me down.But in the end, it's just curry rice, so it shouldn't be too much to eat.
"Cough...cough...cough..."
The man who had been turning his back to Izanasha raised his head, his slightly curly orange hair was scattered, revealing bright blue eyes filled with physiological tears, and his cheeks were abnormally pink.
He suddenly picked up the water glass that was placed beside him and began to fill it. The glass of water bottomed out, and his flushed face did not show any signs of improvement.
When Izona was mourning his stomach, the boy in front of him had already run over, handed the milk skillfully, and persuaded him very maturely: "Brother Chuya, you haven't succeeded after so many times, why don't you change the milk?" Different tastes?"
"No, cough... How could I lose to that bastard!" The man named Zhongye covered his mouth and choked twice, as if he wanted to spit out all the hot air in his throat, and drank a few more mouthfuls of milk before gradually clam down.
He pondered for a few seconds on the remaining half of the curry rice, then put his hand with a leather glove on Kosuke's ear, looked around carefully, and said carefully when he didn't find any dangerous person: "Don't tell that guy I've been here before."
Xingsuke hugged the bottle and nodded in agreement, then turned his head and casually complained: "Obviously Brother Chuya himself slipped the tongue every time, so what's the point of asking me to keep it secret..."
Listening to their familiar conversation, Izanashe looked forward with his face uplifted, feeling his body that had been tense all the time relax.
Such a good life should go on forever.
The uncle owner of the shop has already brought up the first difficulty since Izuona's waking up. He stood aside with a kind smile and wiped his hands, and chatted with the two people next to him from time to time.
"I'm gonna start now."
My stomach, please, hold on.
Izanasha put the rice mixed with red soup into his mouth with respect for food, and then opened his eyes in surprise.
"It's delicious!" He praised the shopkeeper while nodding, and the broken hair on both sides of his head was shaking happily.
The spicy level of the entrance is indeed not something ordinary people can resist, but I can accept it unexpectedly.After the strong spicy is over, the rich aroma of the food itself, the soft rotten vegetables with mellow sauce and sweet rice, make people unable to stop for a while.
"Not bad, young man." The shopkeeper put the cup in Izanashe's hand and sighed: "This taste may be a little uncomfortable for the first time, isn't it your first time to eat it?"
The shop owner stroked his somewhat bald head, and looked closely at Izanashe. It was the first time he had seen this thin-looking young man, and he was still somewhat confident in his memory.
Izanashe put another spoonful of rice into his mouth, pretending to be serious about eating.He himself didn't know whether he had been here before, so he didn't want to answer it yet.
After the meal was finished, Izanashe put down his chopsticks contentedly, and while drinking the milk that was given to the strong man, he tilted his head and inquired about the news with the owner.
The city he appeared in was Yokohama, which is currently in a period of stable peace after several turmoil.There is Mafia, a port that makes people fearful, and there is also a well-known armed detective agency.
"Then which one do you think is stronger, the Armed Detective Agency or the Port Mafia?" asked Kosuke.
When the boy mentioned these two organizations just now, his tone was very proud, and he seemed to know them very well.
"Of course it's Wu Keke, of course it's Port Mafia." Sensing the sight behind him, Xingsuke wisely withdrew what he was about to say, "There is a big brother I admire most in the Port Mafia! My big brother is the strongest!"
The man sitting next to the bar sighed helplessly and amusedly, and stretched out his hand to rub Kosuke's fluffy hair, "Obviously your favorite Oda is in the Armed Detective Agency, right? Well, it's late, I'll take you back. "
The man with a delicate and flamboyant face nodded towards Izanasha, and then left with Kosuke who was starting to get excited.
After chatting with the shopkeeper a few more times, Izanashe was about to get up and leave, but he put his hand into his pocket, but was stopped by the shopkeeper.
"No need, Mr. Nakaya has already paid for you just now," the shopkeeper winked at Izanasha, "This is the winner's prize."
The author has something to say: Yokohama exploration begins!
The silver-haired boy slowly turned the umbrella with one hand, staring at the dark red umbrella in thought, searching for useful information from his muddy memory like pushing through the fog.
The light of dusk sprinkled on the messy gravel, and the illuminated dust flew around the boy, but he didn't get any closer, as if there was an invisible barrier between them.
The boy put away his umbrella, staggered on the broken wreckage and walked to a relatively flat area. The dark blue uniform on his body was set against the gradually darkening sky.If it weren't for the dazzling silver hair, it would be difficult to find that there are still people in this kind of ruins.
"As long as you wait, will someone come to you?" Izuna sat on the ground with her knees bent, looking around, with a relaxed expression on her face.
Although I don't know why he has such an idea, and I feel inexplicably that this is not the first time this has happened, so it is the best choice to follow my heart at this moment.
By the way, Izona Society is a name that suddenly flashed in my mind just now, and it sounds very familiar, so I simply used it as a temporary name.
The night wind blew through Izanashe's short hair, and his cheeks were itchy.He could clearly know that the wind was not friendly, and there were bursts of cold air.The slightly flimsy uniform was blown up, and the cold wind blew across his skin. He just knew that the wind was blowing, and he didn't feel any discomfort.
The boy who noticed something stretched out his hand to touch his abdomen, and thought to himself: "I don't feel very cold, nor very hungry, no wonder I don't feel worried at all..."
Such a body can survive anywhere.Waiting to be found doesn't seem like such a difficult thing to accomplish.
It took some time for Izanasha to get out of the ruins caused by unknown reasons, and the street has become deserted.He groped all over and found some change and a silver coin with a strange pattern on it.
I'm glad I still have money with me.Izanasha shook his head and threw this thought away, he shouldn't be the kind of incompetent person who has to rely on others for everything...
Standing in place and thinking for a moment, Izanashe chose the latter between spending the night in the park and taking a casual stroll.
"Good evening, what would you like to order?"
The young man standing behind the bar put down the pen in his hand and said vigorously, showing a cheerful smile that was particularly pleasing, he turned around and shouted skillfully to the kitchen behind: "Uncle, there are guests here! "
Not long after, a fat middle-aged man came out wiping the sweat from his forehead.While urging the boy to go home quickly, he smiled apologetically at Izanasha.
Although the area is small, the decoration and atmosphere reveal intimacy and warmth everywhere.If you can't find the place you want to go, this will be a good choice.
"Please give me the same one as that gentleman." Izanashe pulled out the chair and sat on it, and gestured to the man wearing the hat not far away with his eyes.
The owner responded and walked back to the back kitchen, and Izanashe lowered his head to meet the boy's admiring gaze.
The boy who looked like he was still in primary school gave Izona a thumbs up and grinned: "Dare to challenge that level, big brother, you are amazing!"
Because there was no one in the store at this time, Izanasha, who could only use another customer as a reference, felt a little regretful.
Seeing this situation is not good, I hope my body will not let me down.But in the end, it's just curry rice, so it shouldn't be too much to eat.
"Cough...cough...cough..."
The man who had been turning his back to Izanasha raised his head, his slightly curly orange hair was scattered, revealing bright blue eyes filled with physiological tears, and his cheeks were abnormally pink.
He suddenly picked up the water glass that was placed beside him and began to fill it. The glass of water bottomed out, and his flushed face did not show any signs of improvement.
When Izona was mourning his stomach, the boy in front of him had already run over, handed the milk skillfully, and persuaded him very maturely: "Brother Chuya, you haven't succeeded after so many times, why don't you change the milk?" Different tastes?"
"No, cough... How could I lose to that bastard!" The man named Zhongye covered his mouth and choked twice, as if he wanted to spit out all the hot air in his throat, and drank a few more mouthfuls of milk before gradually clam down.
He pondered for a few seconds on the remaining half of the curry rice, then put his hand with a leather glove on Kosuke's ear, looked around carefully, and said carefully when he didn't find any dangerous person: "Don't tell that guy I've been here before."
Xingsuke hugged the bottle and nodded in agreement, then turned his head and casually complained: "Obviously Brother Chuya himself slipped the tongue every time, so what's the point of asking me to keep it secret..."
Listening to their familiar conversation, Izanashe looked forward with his face uplifted, feeling his body that had been tense all the time relax.
Such a good life should go on forever.
The uncle owner of the shop has already brought up the first difficulty since Izuona's waking up. He stood aside with a kind smile and wiped his hands, and chatted with the two people next to him from time to time.
"I'm gonna start now."
My stomach, please, hold on.
Izanasha put the rice mixed with red soup into his mouth with respect for food, and then opened his eyes in surprise.
"It's delicious!" He praised the shopkeeper while nodding, and the broken hair on both sides of his head was shaking happily.
The spicy level of the entrance is indeed not something ordinary people can resist, but I can accept it unexpectedly.After the strong spicy is over, the rich aroma of the food itself, the soft rotten vegetables with mellow sauce and sweet rice, make people unable to stop for a while.
"Not bad, young man." The shopkeeper put the cup in Izanashe's hand and sighed: "This taste may be a little uncomfortable for the first time, isn't it your first time to eat it?"
The shop owner stroked his somewhat bald head, and looked closely at Izanashe. It was the first time he had seen this thin-looking young man, and he was still somewhat confident in his memory.
Izanashe put another spoonful of rice into his mouth, pretending to be serious about eating.He himself didn't know whether he had been here before, so he didn't want to answer it yet.
After the meal was finished, Izanashe put down his chopsticks contentedly, and while drinking the milk that was given to the strong man, he tilted his head and inquired about the news with the owner.
The city he appeared in was Yokohama, which is currently in a period of stable peace after several turmoil.There is Mafia, a port that makes people fearful, and there is also a well-known armed detective agency.
"Then which one do you think is stronger, the Armed Detective Agency or the Port Mafia?" asked Kosuke.
When the boy mentioned these two organizations just now, his tone was very proud, and he seemed to know them very well.
"Of course it's Wu Keke, of course it's Port Mafia." Sensing the sight behind him, Xingsuke wisely withdrew what he was about to say, "There is a big brother I admire most in the Port Mafia! My big brother is the strongest!"
The man sitting next to the bar sighed helplessly and amusedly, and stretched out his hand to rub Kosuke's fluffy hair, "Obviously your favorite Oda is in the Armed Detective Agency, right? Well, it's late, I'll take you back. "
The man with a delicate and flamboyant face nodded towards Izanasha, and then left with Kosuke who was starting to get excited.
After chatting with the shopkeeper a few more times, Izanashe was about to get up and leave, but he put his hand into his pocket, but was stopped by the shopkeeper.
"No need, Mr. Nakaya has already paid for you just now," the shopkeeper winked at Izanasha, "This is the winner's prize."
The author has something to say: Yokohama exploration begins!
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