Only 100 days left in life

Because there is something to do tomorrow, Shiratori Mariko did not make dinner appointments with other people today, but returned home early.

When she got home, she found her cat dumpling squatting at the door as if she had been prepared for a long time.

After seeing her change her shoes, Tuanzi used to grab her trouser legs and climb up.

Is this the special function of cats?

Shiratori Mariko took it into her arms.

"Did you miss me?" she said with a smile.

Tuanzi rubbed Shiratori Mariko's face with her claws, then patted her symbolically, sniffed at her, and then jumped off her.

It walked slowly to its own food bowl and knocked on it.

Mariko Shiratori didn't intend to get a response from it.In fact, she was very happy that Tuanzi was by her side.

Besides, what bad thoughts can a cat have?

"Okay, I see," Shiratori Mariko rubbed the cat very understandingly, "I'll pour you the cat food first."

She threw the bag of cat food with nothing left in the trash can, and took out a new bag from the cabinet, "How about eating a new one today?"

Tuanzi meowed, as if in agreement.

After filling the dango bowl, Shiratori Mariko straightened up and wiped off her sweat.

"Ah, I'm a little thirsty," she said, "I'll cook first, and then boil a pot of water. Remember to water the pothos later."

Mariko Shiratori was thinking about the big question of "what to eat tonight", while handling the ingredients for today's portion.

Let's have a bowl of noodles, she thought, then took out the pork belly from the refrigerator and washed it under cold tap water.

Holding the kitchen knife, Shiratori Mariko skillfully sliced ​​the pork belly into thin slices, and the sound of chopping meat continued to be heard on the chopping board.

She fried the fried pork slices again, sprinkled sesame seeds, made soft-boiled eggs, and then took the pork bone soup she had prepared in advance from the refrigerator, poured it into the pot, and added water to boil.

The mellow taste of pork bone soup spread out, and at this moment, Mariko Shiratori heard a sound from the door on the other side.

She thought it was Fu Heihui who lived nearby, so she made an extra dough, "If there is nothing else, do you want to stay for dinner today?"

Shiratori Mariko obviously asked a very common question, but she didn't get an answer for a long time.

She raised her eyes suspiciously, only to find that it was someone else.

It was a middle-aged man in a grass-colored kimono and a dark feather, with his hands folded on his chest, he looked at her calmly, and then turned to her.

The cat dumpling sitting on the sofa.

"Why," he asked sternly, looking emotionally unstable and seemed very angry, "this, where, will, have, cat?"

Shiratori Mariko was taken aback, "I'm very sorry?"

She looked at the stranger who suddenly appeared calmly.This kind of staring unreasonably made her fear of being stared at by the dean or the boss of the company.

He should have been in a dominant position similar to that of a boss all year round, and he has the majesty of a superior. Judging from the overall standing posture, he should have received relevant training and is quite accomplished in fighting.

——And, combined with what he just said, and judging from the behavior of him standing in front of the dumpling, motionless, staring straight at the dumpling, almost staring at the dumpling, it may be very, very , I hate cats very much.

He shouldn't attack Tuanzi, right?No way?

Shiratori Mariko turned off the fire with one hand, and while being cautious about the stranger's movements, sent a message to Fukuro, asking him to come over.

Seeing that she had turned off the fire, Fukuzawa Yukichi paused, as if he took something back in his hand.

"Is it ready?" He turned to the direction of Shiratori Mariko and asked very seriously.

Could it be something like a whip used to drive cats away? Let's divert his attention first.What's more, the cat's owner is still standing here, if he tortures Tuanzi, he should hurry up and beat him up!

Shiratori Mariko, who equated strangers with "hating cats", said quickly, "Yes, yes, you can eat it."

"Well," Fukuzawa Yukichi simply responded, and walked slowly towards the dining table.

In the eyes of Shiratori Mariko, the stranger seemed to be walking heavily, with a displeasure on his face, as if he was very sorry that he hadn't taught the cat a lesson.

It's kind of scary, when Hui comes, send him away as soon as possible.

Mariko Shiratori took out a set of clean bowls and chopsticks from the cupboard, filled a portion of noodles, and carefully brought it to the stranger who was already sitting upright, "Please use it slowly."

Although I don’t know why I suddenly asked if the noodles are familiar, but I always feel that I have to show a good mental state, which is strange

Fukuzawa Yukichi looked at the clear and mellow noodle soup in front of him, and the ramen exuding a strong fragrance, and nodded calmly.

"Miwu," Tuanzi followed at some point, glanced at Shiratori Mariko, and squatted beside the stranger.

Mariko Shiratori noticed almost immediately that the stranger tensed up instantly, as if he was extremely sensitive to the approach of the cat, and felt that he was about to reach out to chase the cat away in the next second.

Shiratori Mariko quickly hugged the dumpling, comforted it, and prevented the struggling cat from running past.

"Be good," she comforted, "be good."

Duanzi, be more aggressive, you can't be naughty now.

How painful it is to be injured in a while, be good.

At the same time, Shiratori Mariko also noticed that the stranger's eyes fell on her.

She tried to analyze his actions.

——Since this middle-aged man in a kimono appeared suddenly, he must have come from another world like Fuguro.

Shiratori Mariko pursed her lips, and couldn't help but wonder: Is it a world where everyone hates cats and cannot extricate themselves?

It wasn't her who was in danger, but Tuanzi.

--Wait a moment.

Seeing that the stranger's almost burning gaze continued to stay on her, Mariko Shiratori hugged the cat in her arms even tighter.

Could it be possible to attack her together with the cat?Are the gangsters so rampant?

"Speaking of which, it seems that I have never seen you nearby before." Wanting to turn his gaze away, Shiratori Mariko simply chatted with him about something else.

She let go of the dumpling, turned around and filled a bowl of noodles for herself, pulled out a chair and sat down opposite the stranger, trying to get some information, "It feels a bit unfamiliar, although I don't know too many people here. What's your name, please?"

"Fukuzawa Yukichi, my name," Fukuzawa Yukichi said simply.

Just as he picked up a pinch of noodles and was about to put it in his mouth, Fukui Hui who rushed over quickly after receiving a message from Shiratori Mariko opened the door of the bathroom.

——There is a change!

Fukuzawa Yukichi stood up swiftly and swiftly, holding the handle of the knife with his left hand, and looked at the other party vigilantly.

When he stepped into the shop, all the sounds and signs indicated that it was just an ordinary ramen shop with only the manager and the cat.

So, what is the situation of this boy who suddenly appeared now?Ability?

Fukuzawa Yukichi carefully guarded Shiratori Mariko and the cat behind him, and stared at the boy in front of him with a harsh look.

Where did this stranger come from?It looks like he is wearing a high school uniform, and his hairstyle looks like a delinquent boy, but his eyes are wrong.Obviously trained.I should have seen blood, no, I should be used to blood, but it doesn't look like a professional killer

No matter what, breaking into someone else's store without permission and coming out of the bathroom doesn't look like a customer who came to eat at the door, but rather a delinquent who is not doing business and collecting protection money for a living.

- You should be well educated.

After thinking about it, Fukuzawa Yukichi inserted the half-drawn knife back into the scabbard.

He was still a child, so in terms of strength, he didn't need to use a knife.Get a little education.

Fu Heihui's heart tightened when he saw Fukuzawa Yukichi tightly blocking Shiratori Mariko behind him.

Is it to take hostages?Damn.I'm late.

Fu Hei Hui Neng could clearly feel that the person in front of him was no less powerful than Senior Sister Maki of the Zen Academy.

It may even go up to the first level, and the special level is an inestimable level of terror.

Seeing Megumi Fukuro arrived, Mariko Shiratori stood up with a sigh of relief.

"Fu Hei, you're here." She could no longer feel relieved, "Great."

When Mariko Shiratori just sat down, she observed that this stranger named Fukuzawa Yukichi was actually wearing a knife.

It's really scary.What's more, when the aura of a superior person is suppressed, she who has been soaked in social animal thinking may not be able to beat her with a kitchen knife.

"Yes," Fu Heihui responded, "I'm here."

He tentatively walked a few steps towards Shiratori Mariko, but he couldn't be stopped by the person who sat down again.

It was a misunderstanding.

But if this matter can be resolved without resorting to force, there is no need to fight over it.After all, it is Shiratori's home, so it will be very troublesome to clean up and add things afterwards.

And Mariko Shiratori found a chair for Megumi Fukuro.

"Hello," she re-introduced herself to Fukuzawa Yukichi, "I'm Mariko Shiratori, and this is my home. It's located in one of the apartment buildings in Asakusa-cho, Taito-ku, Tokyo. It should be different from where you came in. .Although I don’t know how you came here, please leave after eating this bowl of noodles.”

Fukuzawa Yukichi looked up and frowned at her.

"Ramen shop?" He asked tentatively, and then looked at the surrounding layout again.

I thought it was a "cosplay-style" ramen shop as Edogawa Ranpo said, but now it looks like an ordinary interior decoration.

The brown-haired girl named Shiratori Mariko in front of her didn't show any signs of lying, so she was indeed not a shopkeeper, but she broke into someone else's private residence rashly and ate a bowl of ramen.

——If that's the case, it's really rude.

Mariko Shiratori, who was sitting opposite him, froze for a moment, and then accurately recognized the meaning of Fukuzawa Yukichi's words.

"Although I did work in a ramen shop," she laughed, "this is not a ramen shop. But I'm really happy that you recognize my skills."