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Murata changed the subject so naturally, so naturally that Fu Heihui couldn't tell whether Murata had been looking at him just now, or just when he turned his head, he looked over.

Seeing that Fu Heihui was silent, Murata was puzzled: "Do you want to eat something else?"

Fu Heihui: "No, just barbecue."

The two of them crossed the crowd to the barbecue stall that Murata was pointing at, and found an empty table to sit down.

The fireworks show also brought good business to the barbecue stalls, surrounded by people, noisy and lively.When Murata sat in the crowd, his sense of existence was like the green grass that just emerged on the lawn in spring, light and unobtrusive.

The boss turned around and walked up to Fu Heihui: "Brother, what do you want?"

The smoke, the aroma of the charcoal-grilled food, made the boss's cheeks red.Fu Heihui looked at Murata: "Order."

Murata didn't know when he took another handful of pumpkin seeds from his pocket and was knocking, when Fu Heihui suddenly called his name, he was taken aback for a moment.The boss also noticed Murata, and he let out a ouch: "I was scared to death, there is still a person sitting here?"

Murata scratched his head and smiled: "I'm born with a low sense of existence—let me see, eggplant, pork belly, and fish head—except for these three, I will have a portion of the others."

"How old are you, Fu Hei?"

Fu Heihui didn't understand why the topic jumped to age.He glanced at Murata, and Murata was also looking at him, waiting for his answer.

"fifteen."

"Fifteen..."

Murata rubbed his chin thoughtfully, raised his head and said to the boss, "Two cans of beer, one can of fruit juice, strawberry flavored."

Fu Heihui's eyelashes fluttered, and she looked at Murata in surprise—Murata misunderstood Fu Heihui's eyes and asked, "You don't like strawberry flavor?"

Fu Heihui's original intention was not to ask about juice.But when Murata mentioned it, he hesitated for two seconds and said, "I don't like too sweet."

Murata snapped his fingers in a good manner: "Then replace it with lemon flavor?"

Fu Heihui: "Yes."

After answering, Fu Heihui realized that the topic was completely diverted by Murata again.He looked at Murata suspiciously. The boy with a passerby face was sitting across from him knocking pumpkin seeds.

When he knocked the pumpkin seeds, his expression was actually very serious.

Murata: "Fuhei, you are younger than me, I thought we were about the same age."

Fu Heihui doubted: "Are you older than me?"

Murata Mei's red eyes curved into a smile, and said, "Yes, I will be seventeen in two months."

Fu Heihui: "..."

"It's only two years old."

He wondered if Murata went to school late?Or had he been in high school for a year and was transferred to re-read Manga High?

But when the words came to his lips, Fu Heihui felt that this kind of question was too offensive.At least broke his own definition of 'social distance'.

The barbecue, beer, and juice ordered by Murata are all served.Without waiting for Fu Heihui to reach out, Murata pulled the juice ring away first and handed it to Fu Heihui.

When he pulled the pull ring away with one hand, Fu Heihui felt that there were a few girls looking at it, and someone whispered, "It's so handsome."

Fu Heihui raised his eyes to look at Murata, the expression on Murata's face was still the same as usual, with a bright smile, and he handed him the soda: "Here."

Unable to find any excuse to refuse, Fu Heihui had no choice but to take it, and then saw Murata skillfully opened a can of beer and took a sip.A bit of beer foam stuck to his mouth and was quickly licked off by his tongue.

Fu Heihui looked away a little nervously, secretly wondering whether this weird and heart-wrenching atmosphere was caused by a curse nearby?

Only Murata was unaffected by the atmosphere, and picked up a skewer of grilled wings to eat.

The outer skin of the wing is slightly burnt, but the meat inside is very tender, sprinkled with cumin, and the aroma rises upwards, mixing with the summer heat.

The river not far away is surrounded by willow trees on both sides in the staggered shadow.Tourists' bathrobes are light and bright in color, sparkling like a long fish's tail.

Murata just looked at the bright light at the end of the fish's tail, and then unconsciously looked sideways at Fu Heihui—then the two eyes met again.

Fu Heihui was obviously taken aback, and just wanted to look away.Murata followed up and asked, "Did I eat my mouth?"

Fu Heihui: "No."

Murata licked his mouth, but he did not get anything.He wondered: "Is that because I'm so good-looking?"

"Cough cough cough-"

Fu Heihui choked on the juice, and the sour taste of lemon came back to his throat and nasal cavity.Murata quickly pulled out a tissue and handed it to him.

Fu Heihui took the tissue, and his fingers inevitably touched Murata's.Murata's body is always warm, the temperature is very high, which makes Fu Heihui have the illusion that her knuckles are scalded.

He took out a tissue and wiped his mouth, feeling a little embarrassed.

Murata still looked like he couldn't get the atmosphere, and asked with concern: "Did I scare you?"

Fu Heihui: "...No."

He crumpled up the dirty tissue awkwardly and threw it into the trash can, his face became more serious.Murata bit the skewer, wondering for a while, and suddenly realized: "Fuhei, do you have any questions you want to ask me?"

So slow to the present, Murata finally realized that Fu Hei chatted with him before, as if he was consciously probing.

Fu Heihui was also stunned: Murata's question was too straightforward, and he didn't know how to answer it.

Holding the beer can, Murata said, "You don't have to worry about it if you ask. If you can answer, I will definitely answer, and if you can't, I will directly reject you."

Fu Heihui: "..."

Sure enough, Murata was the type he couldn't handle at all.This is completely intuitive, right?The kind that acts entirely on instinct——

After thinking about it, Fu Heihui decided not to torture herself, and asked her most concerned question first: "Did you come to Saitama County for other tasks?"

Murata: "It's a request."

"A child disappeared in the town, and the mayor entrusted the Youkai Office to solve it. Since I am currently the strongest fighting force in the office and I am free, I and Yin Shen came to investigate."

"But the investigation is all done by Yinshen, and I'm only responsible for dealing with the monsters."

Fu Heihui was surprised until the cold water vapor on the surface of the soda can condensed into water droplets and rolled onto the back of his hand. He was shocked and realized: "Is it... a monster?"

Murata nodded and gestured casually: "A ghoul, it's about this big, super ugly. It also smells bad."

It's not about spells.

Fu Heihui wiped the water vapor on the surface of the soda can with his thumb: "Is it okay to tell me about the commissioned task of the monster?"

"what?"

When Murata was asked, he was at a loss for a moment, and asked back: "What does it matter if I tell you?"

Fu Heihui: "...Just like magicians generally don't tell ordinary people their missions."

Murata reacted and waved his hand: "Oh, because you are Fu Heihui, it doesn't matter if I tell you."

Anyway, Hidden God often cooperates with conjurers.

Fu Heihui pursed his lips, turned his head away, and the pinnae under the black hair were a little hot: "I will help you keep it secret."

Murata: "...What's the secret?"

Fu Heihui lowered his voice and repeated: "It's something the monster commissioned."

Murata tilted his head and didn't react, but his mouth moved faster than his brain, and he subconsciously replied, "Thank you then."