Only 100 days left in life

"I want to go for a walk," Shiratori Mariko said, "Shir-kun, are you going?"

In fact, she wanted to find an opportunity to talk to Fuheshier about moving out.

Just after eating outside, Shiratori Mariko and Fuheshier walked on the way back. Even in the evening, the wind was still warm and cool.

Looking at the river beside her, she felt that this was a very suitable opportunity to speak about this matter, "Let's go together."

"Oh," Fu Heisher rolled his eyelids, "I won't go. Go by yourself."

Shiratori Mariko:?He is too difficult to deal with.

She glanced at Fu Heisher, "Okay, I'll go by myself."

After finishing speaking, regardless of Fuheshier who had the key in his hand, he walked towards the side of the walking path alone.

The shade of the trees along the river was sparsely covering the top of the head, Shiratori Mariko strolled on the moss-growing trails between the gaps, breathing the fresh air in the forest, and felt that it was his loss that Fuheisher did not come.

She breathed out slowly, the wind raised her hair gently, and slowly put it back in place.

Fuheshier glanced at Mariko Shiratori who had already left, and sat down on the steps casually.

He didn't care to pull out a root of grass, put it in his mouth, and looked around lazily.

There is nothing to see, and there are not many people out for a walk at this time.

Finally, his eyes still fell on Mariko Shiratori who was walking slowly forward.

She was wearing her high school clothes today, a knitted vest, a white shirt, and a pleated skirt underneath, which gave her a youthful look. The breeze gently lifted a corner of her shirt, and then it fell slowly.

In this way, the distant figure of Shiratori Mariko gradually became smaller under Fuheshier's gaze, and finally condensed into a small black dot.

Fu Heisher just sat there bored like this, watching her walk away slowly.

After sitting bored for a while, he remembered that he was still a bodyguard, so he stood up reluctantly, casually patted the dust behind him, and walked towards her.

Just like that, Shiratori Mariko walked ahead and walked around the river ignorantly, and Fuheshier followed her not far or near while yawning.

The climate in early autumn is quite comfortable. Walking in such an environment, it seems that the whole person has become soft and fluffy, so she didn't notice that there was someone behind her, but she just strolled on her own, and put on the earphones again , played a song that is still popular now.

What interrupted the walk was a scruffy-looking punk they bumped into.

He didn't pay much attention to Shiratori Mariko who passed him by, but when he passed Shiratori Mariko and saw Fuheshier not far behind her, his expression froze, "—Fuhei brother!"

Shiratori Mariko was stunned, and subconsciously looked behind her.

Fu Heisher was standing a little behind her, with a grass in her mouth, looking casual and relaxed, so she turned back and glanced at the little gangster in front of her.

Mariko Shiratori hesitated, "Why do I feel that this name is so familiar?"

Who was also called "Brother Fu Hei" before?She seems to have heard someone being called like this before?

Fu Heisher: "Tsk."

Although he said he was very reluctant to take care of that little bastard, he still said, "What's the matter?"

The little gangster shook his head in trepidation, looked at Shiratori Mariko again, and suddenly realized, "This—— must be Brother Fuhei's younger sister!"

He immediately praised him, searching for the words in his mind, "Brother Fuhei is a good-looking talent, and my younger sister is really delicate and cute, as beautiful as Kaguya Ji."

As the warning in Fu Heisher's eyes became stronger, the little gangster had to stop his words and wiped his sweat.

"I was wrong," he said quickly without understanding what was going on, "I'm sorry, brother Fuhei, it's all my fault. Don't be angry."

Shiratori Mariko who was watching: "No, that, I'm not his sister."

After saying a few words casually, and sending the weird-looking bastard away, she said with difficulty, "Mr. Shi Er, tell me, what's going on?"

Fu Hesher: "Nothing."

He said lightly, "When I was shopping for vegetables, I ran into them collecting protection fees."

Then it was done in one go, even the team leader didn't let it go.

But it's really not very good to say it, and it's not good to fight.Tsk, boring.

"I see," Shiratori Mariko seemed to understand, "You taught them a lesson? That's pretty good."

She smiled, and asked belatedly, "Didn't you say you don't want to take a walk?" Why did you follow her for so long? ? ?

Fu Heisher put his hands in his pockets, and said casually, "I don't take walks, but I get paid."

Mariko Shiratori froze for a moment, then asked almost subconsciously, "What did you do with my card again?!"

Her card is wrong again, why her money is gone again! !

Fu Heisher: "I'm talking about the money given by Gojo Satoru."

"Oh," Shiratori Mariko said a little embarrassed.

Speaking of this, she remembered her original purpose, "By the way, I have something to tell you while walking."

Fu Heisher glanced at her, and agreed indifferently, "Okay."

After walking for a while, Shiratori Mariko asked softly, "Mr. Shier, when did you and Gojo agree?"

She reminded, "The time is getting closer and closer recently, you have to prepare in advance."

Fuheshier glanced at her.

"Got it," he said lazily, "is there anything else?"

Shiratori Mariko was silent for a moment, and felt that this was indeed Fuheshier's style.

She hesitated for a moment, but still asked, "Mr. Shi Er, have you thought about what you will do after this?"

"People who have already died once, do they need to think about the future?" Fu Heisher asked without answering.

This sentence is too sharp.

When Shiratori Mariko heard this, she blinked her eyes.

"But if you don't give it a try, you will never know what you can do in the future." She sighed slowly, crushing the dry leaves in her hands, "Give it a try."

Give it a try and move on.

Although if you keep going, you may not be able to get the answer, but if you don't try, how will you know what you can do?

Fuheshier laughed noncommittally.

"Being a badass?" He said casually, "Killing people? Betting on horses? Or like an ordinary person?"

When he said "like an ordinary person", even he felt a little ridiculous.

Shiratori Mariko listened helplessly to the end of his list, but seriously thought about what he could do after Fuheshier.

She clapped her hands and shook off the broken leaves in her palms, "Why don't you go on a trip? Save some money and use it."

The funds won from betting on the horse before are also stored in Fuheshier's account, which should be enough.

Fu Heisher glanced at her without interest, "Then where are you going to travel?"

"It's okay, you can go anywhere," Shiratori Mariko said, "It's fine to go anywhere."

As she spoke, she laughed, "Take a picture and show me when the time comes."

Fu Heisher raised his eyebrows, only to hear Mariko Shiratori's voice say quite briskly, "Didn't you add my account? Send it to me."

He thought about it, and answered simply, "OK."

Not long after returning home, it started to rain outside.

After going back to her room and changing into her regular clothes, Mariko Shiratori sat down on the edge of the sofa with a bunch of snacks in her arms again.

She looked straight at Fuhesher, as if she was about to say something.

Fuheshier, who has been occupying the sofa all the time:?

Holding the remote control, he looked at Shiratori Mariko with a puzzled look, as if he didn't quite understand why she ran over abnormally and sat beside him.

Shiratori Mariko was silent for a moment.

"Actually," she said, "I want to see a movie tonight."

Fuheshier, who wanted to watch the horse race, glanced at her lazily.

"Oh," he said casually, still clutching the remote control firmly in his hand, "so?"

Mariko Shiratori:

"I want to watch it on TV," she had to say a little more clearly, "I don't think it's a good day to watch a horse race."

Fuheshier laughed noncommittally.He felt that all the boring times were good for watching the races, in other words, there was no such thing as a boring time.

He turned on the horse racing channel casually, but there were no running horses on it. Instead, there was a female host in formal attire with a serious expression.

"Dear viewers and friends, I'm very sorry," the hostess bowed and apologized, "Today's horse racing scene is closed urgently due to special reasons, and the horse racing channel will be suspended for one day!"

Vol Heshel:

Shiratori Mariko pressed the corners of her lips, trying not to look so gloating.

"Look, I just said it wasn't appropriate," she said.

Fu Heisher: "Tsk."

Bored, he handed the remote control board in his hand to Mariko Shiratori, "Forget it."

Mariko Shiratori, who had fulfilled her wish, exhaled, tuned out the movie she wanted to watch, and handed the potato chips in her hand to Fu Heisher.

"Let's watch together?" she said.

Fu Heisher glanced at the snack she handed over with disinterest, and had no desire to try this kind of thing that children like.

"You eat," he said.

So Mariko Shiratori hugged the potato chips and ate them slowly, looking very focused.

The room was dimly lit, and the light-colored light from the screen cast on her face, making her look relaxed and happy.

Fu Heisher turned his head, watching the movie in a daze.

Originally, he just participated in the movie watching at will because he had nothing to do. He really didn't understand why some people like to watch this kind of thing, it's really boring.

Yawning, Fu Heisher slowly closed his eyes.

He could hear the sound of pattering rain and the slight sound of wind drifting past his ears, but they disappeared suddenly. Only the sound of Shiratori Mariko eating potato chips in the room and the exaggerated lines of the characters in the movie were left.

He was swimming between half asleep and half awake, and suddenly heard an extremely small sound outside the window, something rubbing against the window sill.

Fu Heisher raised his eyelids, glanced out the window, and found a white figure swiftly passing by.

It looks like a cat.

He sat up and glanced at the screen of the movie, which was scrolling through the final credits.

Mariko Shiratori, who noticed his movement, turned her head in confusion, "What's wrong?"

She followed Fuhesher's line of sight and found that the curtain near the window sill hadn't been pulled up, and was slightly blown by the wind, revealing the exterior scene behind.

The phantom of the building stands silently in the dark night. Through the continuous rain curtain, Shiratori Mariko can vaguely see the sporadic lights on the opposite floor, like twinkling stars that have been beaten by fine rain.

Fu Heisher shook his head, and leaned back again.

"Nothing," he said casually.