After marrying Kunikida

The girl's words didn't seem to be ambiguous, but they were just telling the truth, which made it even more unbearable.

"Oh, what's wrong, Mr. Dubu?"

Glancing at Kunikida Doppo's ears that were so red that they seemed to be burning, Akiba Sakura sat upright again, seeing him sitting stiffly in a different direction and tilting his head: "Do you not trust me so much?"

"No... no."

Kunikida Doppo's slightly hoarse voice made Kunikida Doppo feel a little bad, he stretched out his hand and pushed the glasses that had fallen off to cover up his state, Kunikida Doppo just felt that he should not get too close to Akiba Sakura recently Closer: "I have never mistrusted you."

"Double negation means yes, so I will trust Mr. Dubu."

Slightly raised the corners of her mouth, Akiba Sakura nodded to express her understanding, then stretched her hands forward as if stretching her waist, and said casually: "Then if Mom really comes back today, Mr. Dubu, don't panic, after all, the son-in-law has already I've seen it, we're a family."

This family saying...

Calming down his fluctuating heart, Kunikida Doppo glanced sideways at the cucumber horse in the corner, and lowered his voice intentionally: "Tomorrow, do you want to visit Teacher Akiba's tomb?"

"Mum, Mr. Dubu, let's go together, you probably have someone to visit, right?"

Ah, yes, I haven't been there for a long time, so I should check it out.

Perhaps because of the obon festival, a national holiday and tradition, many people in the cemetery bring offerings and incense sticks to visit family members and friends who have passed away.Jian Jian and Kunikida Doppo temporarily separated, Akiba Sakura walked to her mother's grave, and found that someone had already visited before she came, and also put a pot of hyacinths.

Purple hyacinths.

Looking down at the pot of purple hyacinths that can be held in the palm of the hand, Akiba Sakura squatted down and gently touched its brilliant petals, suddenly a little puzzled.You should know that hyacinth blooms from March to April, and it should be in a dormant state in summer, but this potted plant blooms so brilliantly...

What kind of power is used to make the flowers bloom?That's a bit too wasteful.

Looking at the tombstones that have obviously been wiped and the cemetery, the girl lit the incense sticks she brought and placed the hyacinth closer to her mother's photo. Mother told some secrets that only the two of them knew.It was a long time before she opened her eyes and smiled slightly at the photo of Qiu Yexin on the tombstone.

"Tell mom about it while Mr. Dubu is not around, maybe you won't see me dumping him... Well, maybe, because I think I like him very much, it's not in my style to let go of things like this."

Sensing a sneaky gaze staring at her, Akiba Sakura looked in the direction of the gaze, staring at the three-flowered cat who seemed to be startled by looking at her, and blinked slowly and quickly ——This means "I will always love you" or "I will always be sincere" in the language of cats, and successfully made the cat walk towards him.

"Although I really don't want to admit it, I think you look familiar, little cat? I see you every time I come here. Do you live in the cemetery?"

She could feel that Sanhuamao didn't refuse to approach her, and even took the initiative to lean over and rub her leg.The fluffy and warm touch of the small animal makes people feel at ease, and when fingers pass over the top of its head and the roots of its ears, you can still hear the sound of purring in its throat——

"Let me think about why you look so familiar, besides seeing you a few times before, did you come to mom's funeral?"

Finally, she rubbed the head of the three-flowered cat, and Akiba Sakura watched the back of the three-flowered cat da da da and sat down in front of Qiu Yexin's tomb, inexplicably feeling a little sadness and remorse from a cat.

Sadness and remorse?It seems that she and her mother have never raised a cat, have they?

Seeing that the cat raised its paws as if pawing at the pot of hyacinths, then lowered its front legs, turned its head to stare at its own eyes, stood up with some confusion and relief, lowered its tail, and jumped into the bushes behind Cong disappeared, and Akiba Sakura fell into thinking again.

It is really a strange cat to run away like this, no, it should be said that it is a strange cat, or... a human?

"looking at what?"

"Huh? It's nothing. Has Mr. Dubu finished his visit?"

"Actually, I'm not qualified to see him either, so I stood for a while."

Sensing Kunikida Doppo's insincere words, Akiba Sakura didn't ask who he was going to meet - after all Kunikida Doppo said he was 'not qualified', and she didn't need to uncover his scars.Finally, after stroking the photo of Qiu Yexin, she turned around, and stretched out her hand to him as if she was playing a trick.Looking at Akiba Sakura, Kunikida Doppo sighed and stretched out his hand to pull her up from the ground: "What do you want to tell me?"

"You said that you are not qualified to meet, but you still went to see the other party, right?"

"..."

"Time is good medicine, but it is also poison, it just depends on how you use it."

Akiba Sakura nodded towards the well-groomed mother's grave, turned around and looked at Kunikida Doppo and him with a smile: "I haven't experienced it, so I'm not qualified to comment on your thoughts, but before my mother left, I talked to Doppo Kunikida and him. As I said, everyone's death is for the chance of another life."

"Is that so."

"Yes, it's always been that way."

It was as if she had been telling herself to live a good life before she died.

The purple hyacinth seemed to shake slightly with the wind blowing, perhaps because the supernatural power could not last for too long and dropped a complete flower.The appearance of the flower falling into the pot is inexplicably pitiful, and people will feel like wanting to put it back when they look at it.

"Hyacinth? It's blooming at this time?"

"Who knows, Mr. Dubu, you also think this potted flower is suspicious, right?"

"Well, let's go back after reading it. Don't you take the pot of hyacinth with you?"

"No, it's for mom, I can't take it back."

The meaning of the purple hyacinth is regret and regret. If it is an apology from whom, then let it continue here.

"I can't accept an apology on my mother's behalf."

Akiba Sakura blinked, and the smile on her face gradually subsided: "After all, I can't apologize in person anymore, let Hyacinth stay here."

"Aren't you curious who sent it?"

"A little bit, but what I care more about is not who, but why."

Qiu Yexin's death was due to a serious illness, no matter what, the other party should not apologize for it - of course, if it is an emotional apology...

The two of them seemed to have thought of this at the same time, and Akiba Sakura suddenly looked at Kunikida Doppo, feeling guilty about him: "Mr. Doppo, as a student of Mr. Fukuzawa, don't you ever gossip about your teacher? Tell me quickly, does Mr. Fukuzawa have any feelings for my mother beyond friendship?"

"How could I gossip about the president!"

"How could it not be? What we liked to discuss in school some time ago was whether the beautiful head teacher in group C likes the young male teacher who is a returnee or the teacher Xiaojima who likes to teach chemistry!"

"..."

I'm really sorry, he doesn't have any classmates to discuss this issue, even if there is Edogawa Ranpo, he will completely kill people's thoughts: "No, never."

"Hey, Mr. Dubu, you should do a good job in this area. Now that you don't have any information, why don't you ask me in person?"

What are you studying?It's also horrible to delve into gossip about my teacher and your mother.

"Actually, if it wasn't for Mr. Mori who still cares about my mother but is a lolicon after all, and confirmed that I am the daughter of my gambling father, now I can stage a big drama like 'Who is my father'. "

"..."

Port MafiaBOSS is a lolicon. This kind of thing spread so widely?I always feel that the port Mafia will come to seal the next second.

I just felt that there were more and more complaints in my heart, Kunikida Doppo still couldn't hold back and said, "So why do you think it's the flowers from the president?"

"The two of them came to my mother's funeral at the beginning. They must have a lot to do with my mother. Of course, I'm just guessing reasonably. I haven't confirmed it. It's all your thinking, and it's none of my business."

Immediately pulling herself out, Akiba Sakura spoke with incomparable righteousness: "I just said it was possible, but it doesn't mean I really think so."

Lost to her.

Nodding helplessly in agreement, Kunikida Doppo seemed to realize that he had unconsciously held Akiba Sakura's hand for a long time.In other words, since he pulled her up, the two have been holding each other's hand like this, without realizing that they have to let go.

I don't want to let go either.

In fact, this is not the first time they have held hands. They have actually held hands on the day of the summer festival, but what I didn't expect was that it lasted like this today, which seemed to be longer than in the summer festival.

If you want to let go, you should let go when she is on her feet.Letting go so abruptly now seems a bit too deliberate...

"Mr. Dubu."

On the way home, he suddenly felt that his hand was being squeezed and shook. Kunikida Doppo immediately felt that something was wrong. When he subconsciously wanted to let go of his hand, he felt that he was being held even tighter by her instead.When he looked down and saw the same smile on Akiba Sakura's face as in the corridor yesterday, the blond young man felt that he couldn't move.

"What, what?"

"Huh? Mr. Dubu is so nervous? What's there to be nervous about?"

After shaking her hands again, Akiba Sakura still clenched those callused hands, her tone was innocent but with some anticipation: "The summer vacation is coming to an end, and Kyoka and I want to go see Hiro in two days. For the last tennis match in high school, you will let me go, right?"

"Well, just pay attention to your own safety, there is no need to report this to me."

"Whether it's a housekeeper or a 'wife', these trips still need to be reported to my Danasang, right? Well, when I get home, do I need to say 'Welcome home, Mr. Dubu' as usual?"

This girl is really...

Kunikida Doppo looked at the flaxen-haired girl who walked into the house first and turned to smile at him. After letting go of her hand, he slowly clenched his fist, as if to leave the remaining sense of touch, or just to calm his heart. Take a few deep breaths emotionally.

Even if he wanted to touch her just by getting close, his eyes were fixed on her more and more. It could even be said that the only thing he could see immediately in the crowd was Akiba Sakura.

I can only say that luckily it won't be at night...

On the second day, Kunikida Doppo expressionlessly destroyed some items, and listened to the sound of Akiba Sakura cooking in the kitchen, and immersed his face in cold water in pain.

This is really, getting worse.

The author has something to say:

Anyway, the flower was not put by the president, nor is it a certain three-flowered cat, nor is it a black mud spirit... It is not a character in the original book [Please don’t hit me in the face, Mr. Chaowu]

Mama's identity is pretty obvious to me... um

Kunikida, look at you, tsk tsk