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The paper net has limited bearing capacity, and it will be broken by fish if you are not careful.

If the hand is too heavy, it may also be broken by the current.

Murata squatted beside the pool, still struggling to catch the fish.The couple next to me kept chattering.

"Honey, can you get me that red and black one?"

"no problem!"

The man fished it out, and the fat goldfish rolled and broke the paper net and fell back into the pool.As if deliberately showing off its power, it spun around the edge of the pool, with its tail upturned and a splash of water.

It's like a goldfish becoming a spirit.

As soon as the man's expression froze, the girlfriend next to him quickly comforted him: "Honey, I don't really want goldfish that much..."

Murata stretched out his arm, flicked his wrist, and the paper net picked up the fat goldfish and gently threw it into the small bucket at his feet.

The lovers next to me: "..."

The people around moved slightly away from Murata.At this moment, Fu Heihui, who was the only one who remained next to Murata, became conspicuous. He glanced sideways at the goldfish that Murata scooped into the bucket. The fat ball goldfish seemed to have not reacted yet, and sank directly to the bottom in bewilderment and self-doubt. I was motionless.

puff-

Another goldfish was thrown into the bucket, this time a small, round, blue fish.

Murata turned his head and asked Fu Heihui: "Aren't you going to fish?"

Fu Heihui lowered his eyes, staring at the little fish swimming in the pool: "...I don't want to raise goldfish."

Murata shook the water on his paper net, and said, "You can catch it and give it to others, but you don't have to raise it yourself."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Fu Heihui eagerly, with a bright expression on his face: I want it!Fish for me!

Fu Heihui: "..."

He picked up the paper net, roughly identified the size of the goldfish in the pool on one side, and then started. The eyesight of the conjurer is naturally far better than that of ordinary people, and the entertainment of fishing for goldfish is not at all challenging for Fu Heihui— — plus a Murata, the two quickly filled the keg.

The consequence of over-fishing is that the paper net is overwhelmed and completely broken.But in terms of the number of fish caught, Murata and Fukurohui won an overwhelming victory.

Returning the broken paper net to the boss, Murata took the bucket of goldfish to the boss to pay the bill.Seeing that he didn't intend to put any of them back, Fu Heihui quickly stopped him: "These goldfish...do you want them all?"

Murata took it for granted: "Yes, didn't you fish it for me?"

His face was full of righteousness and confidence, and the reflection of Fu Heihui was reflected in the plum red pupils.Fu Heihui froze for a moment, but couldn't find any words to refute Murata.

But it feels weird.

Murata still looked at Fu Heihui suspiciously, as if waiting for his answer.

Fu Heihui coughed dryly: "Then you go to pay the bill."

Murata carried the bucket and happily went to pay the bill, as if he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what he said just now.Fu Heihui was the only one left standing there doubting life: Is it because I am too suspicious?

Or are Tokyoites just gay like this?

Or is it that Murata and others are gay like this?

After paying the bill, Murata came back empty-handed.

Fu Heihui: "...where are the fish?"

Murata took out a handful of pumpkin seeds from Haori's right pocket and cracked them open: "I left it with the boss, I will come and get it later."

"There are too many people at the party, and I'm afraid the bag containing the goldfish will be crushed."

The two left the goldfish stand and started walking along the river.Fu Heihui tried hard to think of the name 'Yin Shen', but he didn't remember it.

He asked, "Who is the Hidden God?"

Murata: "It's my partner who came here to do the mission this time. Do you want pumpkin seeds?"

He handed Fu Heihui another handful of pumpkin seeds, Fu Heihui didn't refuse, took it, and peeled the pumpkin seeds seriously.

Murata kowtowed the pumpkin seeds, curiously following the blurred lights and the people coming and going around.His eyes fell on the shelf with the masks on it: "It's selling fox masks!"

Fu Heihui looked in the direction Murata was looking at, and all kinds of fox masks were hung on the huge and light shelf.He remembered that Murata invited himself two handfuls of pumpkin seeds, so he rarely took the initiative: "Do you want it? I'll give it to you."

Murata used to have a heartless innocent joy in him.Hearing that Fu Heihui wanted to give him something, he didn't consider Fu Heihui's motive at all, but couldn't help laughing: "Okay."

He pulled Fu Heihui to the mask stand, and naturally grabbed Fu Heihui's wrist.There was a thick layer of calluses on the palm of Murata's palm, and when he clasped Fu Heihui's wrist, the inner side of his wrist was a little itchy from the friction.

He shrank his fingers unnaturally, feeling that the place where the skin meets gradually heats up due to friction.

Murata was still looking happy, and when he walked to the mask booth, he let go of Fu Heihui's wrist, and carefully picked out the mask while touching his chin with one hand.

He went around from the left to the right, and then, relying on his own strength, he tiptoed and took off a fox mask with blue flowers painted on it, and put it on his face: "This?"

Fu Heihui felt the same.

It's just that the mask is a bit big, which makes Murata look a little smaller.He nodded: "It's pretty."

Murata: "Do you want to buy one too?"

Fu Heihui wanted to refuse, but Murata was eager to take the next one and handed it to him: "Try?"

Fu Heihui: "...OK."

He took the mask and put it on his face.

The eyes of the mask have holes, but after all, it is not as wide as the human eye can see.Fu Heihui got used to it a bit, turned his head, and suddenly stopped - Murata pushed the mask to his forehead, revealing most of his delicate face.

His short black hair just below his chin and his pale skin were warmed by the light, and those plum red eyes stared at him brightly.

Fu Heihui couldn't describe that look in his eyes, he just felt that it was difficult to resist, and when he reacted, he realized that his own person had turned his face away.

Is this a Tokyoite?

Fu Heihui was greatly shocked.

After paying for the mask, the two of them have no other arrangements for the time being, not to mention it's still early, and it's not yet time for the fireworks to go off.The two simply continued walking along the river.

For the convenience of seeing, Murata pushed the mask onto his forehead, and the cool summer wind mixed with the damp breath blowing past, as well as the faint scent of grass and trees wafting from the willow leaves.

Because of the occlusion of the willow leaves, the light is inevitably cut into many parts when it falls on the person.

Fu Heihui walked quietly beside Murata, warm yellow spots of uneven proportion scattered on his skin and black hair.His emerald eyes were hidden between light and shade, his long and thick black eyelashes were half closed, and his expression was cold.

The blue color of the eyes where the shades meet is like Murata's sword.

Beautiful, deadly, quiet.

But they were born on Fu Heihui's face, revealing something else - alluring.

Suddenly, the pupils of the eyes flashed, the eyelashes raised, and they suddenly looked over.Murata didn't have time to avoid it, and the eyes of the two happened to meet.

He blinked, and asked nonchalantly: "I saw the barbecue stand, do you want to eat barbecue?"