be king

Bondage is such an amazing thing.

It exists in a different posture, but it is determined by meeting again and again.

Of course, there is also some hidden power that connects people together, but that kind of thing is really more appropriate to be called destiny.

The seemingly old door was pushed open, and upon hearing the creak, the boy in school uniform and glasses glanced sideways, just in time to see the red-haired girl walking in.

"welcome."

The boy's words are the same as before, but the ending sound is picked up a bit.The rocking chair by the window was slowly rocking, and it stopped for a while when the boy made a sound, but then returned to the normal frequency.The old man on the rocking chair rolled his eyelids and closed them again.

Kanin looked at Munakata, nodded as a greeting, and then headed towards the bookshelf from yesterday.As soon as he took a step, he heard someone asking in his ear.

"Speaking of which, I haven't figured out the recipe for today's dinner." The boy leaned forward slightly, leaning his elbows on the wooden table: "Mi Haisha...do you have any suggestions?"

His eyes were vacant for a while, and Xianyuan seemed to be really thinking about it seriously.

"I'm not a picky eater."

Leaving behind the simple four words, Xianyuan walked into the tall bookshelf, covered by books.The young man leaned against the wall, looking at the courtyard with his back facing him from the gap between the wooden boards and the books, his fingers slid over the spine of the book, and his dangling hair glistened in the sun.Probably because the gaze behind her was too unscrupulous, the girl stopped moving, but she still didn't look back.

When checking out, the teenager flicked the cake box lightly: "Cherry mousse, new product."

"I need to repeat," the girl from Xianyuan said seriously, "I'm not picky about food."

The boss who was lying down stretched out his little finger, as if feeling very uncomfortable, he plucked his ears.

"If you want to prove something, it seems better to go to the school and ask."

When Munakata was packing his books, he heard such a question.The old man who had always been a high paraplegic finally got off the recliner and stood in front of the window scratching his messy hair.The few remaining black hair appeared faintly amidst the silver hair.

"Young man, your obvious intentions make the old man really feel sad." The boss sighed: "You suddenly lived together or something, are young people so open now..."

"I'm sorry I didn't explain clearly," the young man immediately explained, "It's just... just borrowing it."

What caused this was the prevailing rain a few days earlier.

Just on the night of the rest day, countless meteors streaked across the sky.The best viewing platform in Kanagawa has been filled with dense crowds, mostly lovers and young couples.It seems that it was at that time that people felt that the place of Kanagawa was also full of vigor.

newborn force.

Young people are unwilling to miss the popular rain, which is rare in a century.After the first meteor with a bright tail appeared, everyone closed their eyes and folded their hands together, meditating on their inner expectations.

No one should have thought of the possibility that Meteor could also be overloaded.

Later, someone opened their eyes ahead of time and saw larger and larger light spots in the nearby sky, and then the nearby fire.Someone heard the news and went to inquire, but was stopped by the guard at the gate of the community.

The news that the meteor fell on the high-end residential area spread like wildfire, and the owner of the room only found out that the owner was in the Chinese restaurant after listening to other people's enthusiastic discussions, frowning and walking through the crowd on the third floor and the third floor. my own.

Just recovering from being scratched by a black cat, he was invited to accept Munakata's dinner invitation, and when he got home, he saw that the ceiling of his house had a hole in the ceiling smashed by a meteor.

Especially when looking at the room after the fire.

The meteor just hit the bedroom, and after passing through the ceiling, it directly burned more than half of the study.The red-haired girl stood outside the yard, was taken aback for a moment, and then rushed home like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.He flexibly bypassed the firefighters guarding the door, and flashed into his own house familiarly.

After Munakata explained the red-haired girl's identity as the head of the household outside, he and the firefighters walked into the villa occupying the center of the entire community.

The scope of the fire was not small, but there was very little wooden furniture in the room, and the neighbor's wife discovered it early, so the two places that were more serious were the bedroom and the study.

The destination of the leisure yard is the bedroom.

When Zongxiang arrived, Xianyuan was kneeling on the ground, surrounded by a broken wooden table.His arms were hanging on the ground a little weakly. From the standpoint of the standing boy, there was a slightly deformed photo frame in front of Xianyuan——the content in the center of the photo frame had been burned away, and only a little charred edge was left to let the It was recognized that there had once been a photograph in it.

This photo should be very important, otherwise... how could it make her so depressed.

The boy stood at the door of the bedroom and glanced at the ridiculously large bedroom.

"It's alright."

Comforting words should say some beautiful words, but in the end, the words that are bland to a bit boring are the words that are uttered.

The red-haired girl moved slightly, as if she had finally woken up, and raised her head.The moonlight shone down, and there was an indescribable haze on the golden eyes.

"Ah."

This incident finally alarmed the police station, and soon someone came to take notes for Xianyuan—to Munakata's surprise, the other party seemed to be the same age, but the murderous aura around him was a bit serious.

Before the person came to speak, the girl handed over her ID card.

"Yu Zhang?" The long black-haired policeman raised his eyelids, picked up a pen after a while, and wrote a series of data on the form, as if he remembered it at a glance: "These things will be backed up. Is it a temporary residence?"

Xianyuan was still thinking about which hotel could accommodate people, but at this time the young man asked something that made him think that he was very witty at that time for more than ten years.

"I still have a spare room in my house, if you don't mind..." Two eyes shifted to him abruptly, making people feel more stressed.So Munakata added his own reason: "It is convenient to go to school."

The police lady was noncommittal and fiddled with her mobile phone.Xianyuan gave him a blank look, as if he had completely lost the ability to think.A few minutes later, the boy who was the proposer finally felt a little embarrassed, while the police lady put away her mobile phone and gave instructions to the girl who was still in a daze.

"Pack up your clothes and move."

"Huh?" Xianyuan came back to his senses: "Huh."

He went to the cloakroom and took a few unburned clothes and stuffed them into the box. The police lady pointed in the direction of the blue-haired boy's residence.

"No delivery."

"...The current people's police are really becoming more and more irresponsible."

The boss sat back in the chair with a black face and pretended to be dead: "I'm really worried about the future of Japan."

"It has become like this, and it doesn't seem to be bad." Munakata packed his schoolbag and prepared to say goodbye: "Then I..."

"I'm still a little worried." The boss opened his eyes: "Young man, you didn't really collect rent from the little girl, did you?"

The boy silently closed the door of the bookstore.The boss looked at the back of the boy whose pace was faster than usual through the window, and sighed.

"Tsk, I wanted to encourage you and tell you that I was more shameless than you when chasing my wife."

When the boy who was not encouraged came home with the ingredients, he was reading a book he had just bought in the courtyard.Changing into casual clothes, sitting on the blanket in front of the window, even though the setting sun was already dim, Xianyuan still read absently.

The culprit that made her absent-minded was the black cat that had scratched her.It rolled on the carpet, and stretched out its claws, poking and ignoring her girl from time to time.Probably a little annoyed, Xianyuan simply grabbed Hei, lifted it up in the air, raised his head and curled his lips.

"I am reading."

Hei let out a cry and flicked his tail, as if "what does it have to do with me".

"So if you make trouble again, I will hand you over to Munakata-kun."

The beautiful tail hung down, and the black cat lay on the side compromisingly, but from time to time, it would sweep the girl's ankles with the tip of its tail intentionally or unintentionally.

The boy pressed his temple.

Obviously...the one who heard the door closing when he came back...maybe.

It also seemed that after this incident, Xianyuan turned his head to one side, the angle of his head was a little off, and he looked more or less playful.

"Welcome back...that's what you said, right."

"It's perfect." The boy smiled.

"Simply unexpected."

The imaginary borrowing is a good start, although it has the help of a very irresponsible police lady who seems to know Xianyuan.Xianyuan lives in a guest room on the second floor, and a vacant study room is separated from the master bedroom where Munakata lives.As a guest, apart from not being conscious of helping Zongxiang with housework at all, the leisure courtyard is still qualified.And her work and rest time, which is a bit different from ordinary people, did not disturb Munakata's rest at all——One day, in order to confirm that Hanin was indeed running in the morning before the sun came out, the boy specially got up early for a while, and then at 04:30 Intercepted the tenant in sportswear in the living room.

"Speaking of which, Mi Haisha seems to always get up at this time." The boy who had automatically changed his name since he moved in pushed his glasses: "That's right."

Xianyuan nodded: "Morning exercise."

"But... isn't it a little too early?" The boy looked at the sky outside: "It's not yet dawn."

The girl suddenly understood something and bowed slightly.

"If I disturb Munakata-kun's rest, I'm very..."

"Nothing, I just feel that most people are still awake at this time..."

Unexpectedly, the doorbell rang.

Zongxiang looked at the figure on the monitor and raised his eyebrows.

Black hair and black eyes, with an indifferent expression, surrounded by a hostility.The black uniform on his body is straight, and the silver police badge on his shoulder is kind.

A few days ago, the police lady was standing at the gate of the yard with an envelope in her hand.

Zongxiang let out a breath.

He seems to have to take back what he just said.