Only 100 days left in life

Hearing Fu Hesher's words, Shiratori Mariko could hardly believe her ears.

She froze for a moment, and then realized that Fu Heisher's words were really meant to herself—this was obviously even more terrifying!

"Is the world going to be destroyed," Shiratori Mariko murmured, "Fuheshier will give me money, the world is going to be destroyed, right? Or am I dreaming?"

She held the gold in her hand, "This is impossible, it must be because I haven't woken up yet."

It's fine if Fu Heisher doesn't blackmail her, and he even gives her gold...

Gojo Satoru dare not dream like this.What a terrible dream.

She stood up with a dazed expression, still holding two pieces of gold in her hand, "Sure enough, I haven't woken up yet, I'll go back and sleep again. It's true that I got up too early today, and I still have auditory hallucinations."

But the feel of this gold is quite real.

Displeased by Shiratori Mariko's reaction, Fuheshier clicked his tongue.

"Do you want it?" He asked again patiently.

Shiratori Mariko was even more shocked!

She couldn't help pinching herself, it really hurt!So Fu Heisher was really giving her money!

"Is this real?" She had disbelief written all over her face, "No, I'll take a picture of this gold first."

Be sure to send it to Gojo Satoru, Shiratori Mariko thinks Gojo Satoru will be shocked by this.

However, this really subverts the common sense of others.

Throwing her with gold is Fuheshier!Fu Heisher who keeps saying "add money" and "add money"!unbelievable

She wouldn't even be surprised that Gojo Satoru danced a hula dance in Hawaii, but Fuheshier gave money, is this really something she can see on the ground? !

After taking the photo, Mariko Shiratori looked at Fuheshier who almost had the word "discomfort" written on his face, only to find that he was holding a big bulging bag, and there were two members of the Ghost Killing Squad behind him. The team members, all with unfamiliar faces, pushed a small wooden cart with two large boxes stacked on top of it.

"What is this?" She was a little at a loss, "Can the 20 in the Taisho period be exchanged for so much gold?"

This purchasing power is a bit strong.

Fu Heisher glanced at her, and the members of the Ghost Killing Squad behind him laughed.

"Mr. Fu Hei promised to come to guide the Ghost Killing Team in his free time." He lifted the lid of the box, revealing the golden gold inside. "This is the deposit."

Mariko Shiratori: Tears flowed down from the corners of her mouth.Is it too late for her to have a good relationship with Mr. Maternal Shikiya? !

No wonder this guy was generous once. In the case of getting rich overnight, of course he has to show off to her!Damn it!

"Have you finished watching?" Seeing that Shiratori Mariko had no response, Fuhesher smacked his lips, "Going back."

He took the cart from the members of the Demon Slayer Squad next to him, pushed the cart with one hand, and carried bags of gold in the other hand, turned his head and left.

Shiratori Mariko sighed, "Understood."

She simply bid farewell to the people around her, glanced at Tanjiro again, and motioned him to pay attention to Kanai next to her, and she ran towards Fuheshier.

After saying goodbye for a while, Fu Heisher's figure had almost disappeared at the end of the path.

Shiratori Mariko quickened her pace, holding the gold in her hand and rushing towards Fuhesher.

Footsteps came from behind, and Fuheshier simply leaned against the side of the cart, lazily waiting for Mariko Shiratori to come over.

After running for a short distance, Shiratori Mariko's hair, which was originally quietly resting on her shoulders, fell loosely in front of her body, giving her a somewhat messy sense of movement.

Finally running to Fuhesher's side, Shiratori Mariko slowed down and sighed deeply.

——How come this kind of good job of guiding and making a lot of money has never been her turn?

She glanced at Fu Heisher for a while, only to realize that he had changed out of the black vest that never gets tired of wearing today.

No, actually it hasn't been changed, Shiratori Mariko can vaguely see that the black vest is hiding inside his newly bought jacket, with a corner carefully exposed.

Putting the gold in his hand into Fuhesher's coat pocket neatly, Shiratori Mariko said earnestly, "Take it well, Mr. Shier, together with your bag of gold, don't lose it. You Don’t spend it recklessly, don’t bet on horses! Save some pension money, I think it’s enough to buy a house in Tokyo.”

Judging from the situation, there is a high probability that Fu Heihui will not support him in the future.While he can still work and earn money, it is a fortune to be able to save a fortune.But don't spend any more.

Fu Heisher casually threw the bag on the cart, took out the few pieces of gold that were still warm, and sneered.

"People who have died once, why should they be old?" He said.

Thinking of what he had heard from Gojo Satoru about Fuheshier, Shiratori Mariko was silent for a moment.

"After all, you're alive again," she comforted casually, "It's a little bit if you can save a little bit. After finishing my commission, you must find a place to live. It's not good to be on the streets. Pension money still needs to be paid." Yes, when I was a child, I dreamed that I would save enough money to live in a remote town with very low prices, grow flowers and so on.”

Although she may not be able to grow old, she still has a dream.

Fuheshier glanced at Mariko Shiratori who was looking at him worriedly, and put a few pieces of gold back into Mariko Shiratori's hand, "Take it."

He seemed very calm, "When I win the horse betting, I will have money for retirement."

Mariko Shiratori: "You really have a very incorrect understanding of your horse betting skills."

Fuheshier is really a person who has no idea about his horse betting skills.If you expect him to win back, it is better to expect Fu Heihui to give him some alimony based on his last conscience.

Fu Heisher clicked his tongue, "Then you win the horse betting and give it to me."

He seemed to really not care about this, and roughly grabbed a handful of gold nuggets from the bag, and stuffed them impatiently at her, "Take it."

A few pieces of gold even fell from her hand because Mariko Shiratori hadn't caught it in time, and rolled to the feet of the two of them.

The flustered Shiratori Mariko hurriedly bent down to pick up the gold nuggets, but her mind continued to refute Fuheshier online: "Sorry, but why did I win it for you?! I never promised to help you bet on the horse!"

Fu Heisher didn't even think about it, and said directly, "Because I have money."

At least now there is money.who cares.

Picking up all the fallen gold nuggets, Shiratori Mariko returned the gold nuggets to him a little speechlessly, thinking that he was simply unreasonable.

Before, she never thought that he was the kind of person who would spend a lot of money as soon as he got rich, and she never thought of asking for Fu Heisher's money at all.It's not a black-hearted businessman who wants to use other people's prostitution to teach money to make the difference.

"You bastard," Shiratori Mariko grumbled, "don't keep using this nasty phrase! Not everyone is only interested in money, although I'm not exempt, but I won't sacrifice a lot for it Break time! Give up!"

She couldn't count the number of times she heard such words, "After all, I can't be bought by you, I really don't have any special interest in betting on horses—"

The two of them talked like this, and walked to Mi Douzi's room.

Shiratori Mariko's voice quieted down, she gently pushed open the door, looked at Midouzi who was still sleeping, and then turned to Fuheshier, asking him with his eyes if he needed help with the box.

Fu Heisher raised his eyebrows, holding the bag with one hand, and with the other hand he simply picked up the two boxes tied with rattan as straps.

Looks pretty relaxed.

Seeing that Fuheshier could solve it by himself, Shiratori Mariko simply ignored him.

She walked back home through the door that was always open, planning to get herself a glass of water.

Fu Heisher followed behind Shiratori Mariko, and just came back with his large reward in a flat manner.

He casually closed the door of the cabinet that was repaired later, threw the box roughly in the living room, threw the bag on the sofa, and sat down in front of the TV.

Shiratori Mariko came over with two glasses, put her own on the table at one side, and put another glass of water in front of Fuheshier.

"Drink it," she said. "It's hot over there. You just got into a fight and you sweat a lot? Remember to take a shower later."

Hearing her words, Fu Heisher responded dispensably, and then lowered his head to look at the gold nuggets in the bag beside him.

"These," he said, grabbing the bag, "take them all to bet."

Shiratori Mariko immediately became vigilant, "Don't! You will go bankrupt!"

She didn't want to see Fu Heisher pawn his pants after losing, and then come to blackmail her!She really has no money! !

Ignoring her disbelief in her betting vision, Fu Heisher continued, "You three and seven, you bet."

Oh, it's her betting. Wait, Sanqi?

"Then I'm at a loss!" Shiratori Mariko subconsciously said, "No!"

Fu Heisher glanced at her, and reluctantly said, "Four six."

Four or six will not work, it is all hard work.

Shiratori Mariko calmly argued with Fuheshier, "Five-five, or you can bet yourself. Don't expect me to help you."

Fu Heisher agreed without hesitation, "Deal."

He stuffed her with a bag of gold nuggets, and he turned on the TV comfortably to watch the horse racing show.

Such a smooth process gave Mariko Shiratori the illusion that she had been fooled.

No, it's not an illusion!She never said at the beginning that she would help him bet on horses!

How did things become like this, isn't this still a trick!

Came back to his senses, Shiratori Mariko glared at Fuheshier who was watching TV motionlessly, and threw the bag beside him again, "Well, let's go to the bank to exchange in the afternoon, convert it into the balance and send it to my card Here, you go with me. Then stop by the shopping mall to buy a set of clothes and daily necessities, and use the rest of the money to bet on the horses.”

In any case, you have to spend your money where it should be spent, and then go to entertainment.

Seeing that Fuhesher frowned impatiently, Shiratori Mariko laughed.

"If you don't go, all the words just now will be discarded," she threatened. "It's fine if you don't want to go. I'm planning to break the contract."

Fuheshier closed his mouth.