Mr. Oda and his friends

"I'm really sorry, Ms. Miyata, please make this extra trip."

Honda didn't expect until the door opened that the "clerk" who came to collect the entrustment money would turn out to be the little girl who was stared at by him back then, and was almost ashamed when she saw that she was so carried away.

The young man hurriedly opened the door, stooped down and took out new slippers from the shoe cabinet and put them on the table.

Hiyori walked into the room as a matter of course, and the shoes he took off were placed in such a big way under the steps, and the client bowed his head and stooped to tidy them up.She didn't say any polite words like "excuse me" or "sorry", she was as comfortable as returning to her own home.

--ah!Today is also Ms. Rihe, who is outspoken and cute, not twitchy or pretentious!

People with full filter effects can't wait to howl on the spot.

The little girl walked to the sofa and sat down on the cushion full of vigor: "You forgot the commission fee."

"Yes, yes, it was my negligence. I prepared it long ago, but I didn't rush to pay it in time for some reason..."

Honda purposely found a bottle of orange juice-flavored carbonated drink from the depths of the refrigerator. There were no fruits, but there were some others.

Soon there were all kinds of snacks on the coffee table. He was ready to move, and wanted to go forward and tear open the package for the little girl. It would be better to feed her... Ah, no, it's too perverted to do this.

Hiyori stared at Honda, turning a blind eye to the "tributes" in front of him.

Fortunately, this person's eyes only made her uncomfortable, so she did nothing else, obediently took out an envelope and raised her hands above her head: "Ms. Hiyori, here is the commission fee. Mr. Oda has worked hard, and our whole family is very grateful."

The little girl opened the envelope and looked inside. The thick stack of banknotes made her lose interest in counting points instantly.

There are too many, the eyes are about to see flowers one by one!

"Sheng Hui."

This sentence was said indifferently by her, and it basically meant "you can kneel down" when it stopped in Honda's ears.

Recently, the young man who is addicted to the role of lolita even playing games instantly entered the play, and offered a limited edition orange carbonated drink with both hands respectfully: "Please drink!"

Sensitively aware of something, the little girl was taken aback, and looked at this guy several times.

"Winter is coming soon, the weather is dry, please pay attention to replenish water."

Honda sent the drink bottle to the place closest to her and let go, stepped back half a step exaggeratedly and covered his chest: This is it!Look like a pig!Simply high!

——It’s just the vigilant eyes of others, okay?

Akiko said that children who are greedy for food will be packed into suitcases and taken away!absolute!absolute!You can't just eat what others handed you outside!

Hiyori picked up the drink bottle, but held it in his hand without intending to drink it, and quickly put it back on the table, saying goodbye: "Goodbye!"

"Okay, I'll send you off..."

Honda got up to see off the guests attentively, and watched the cocked bag behind the little girl disappear from sight. The guy stumbled into the living room and picked up the carbonated drink on the coffee table: "The drink bottle that Miss Rihe is holding in her hand~ "

"call……"

Walking into the sun, Hiyori couldn't help shivering.

She packed the entrustment fee she received, rubbed her arms, shook her bag, and walked forward to find the station where she got off when she came here according to her memory: "Where did you go?"

At this point in the afternoon, there are more and more people coming and going on the street, and more and more people are standing and waiting for the bus under the stop sign.Not long after Hiyori stepped onto the platform, a car came.The crowd moved suddenly, carrying the little girl who didn't even see the car number into the car, and she didn't see the street scene outside the car window until she stopped and stopped for a long time...

I don't know it at all.

The problem seems to be a bit big.

Seeing the station ahead, Rihe jumped out in a panic as soon as the door opened, staring at the unfamiliar scenery on the side of the road in a daze.

this!Can't tell the direction at all!

While hesitating, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind: "Hey, you...why did you come here?"

The little girl jumped up and turned around half a circle, and in front of her was the boy who "kindly" led her to the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

Lost in a place she has never been to, even acquaintances who met once made her feel more secure: "I took the wrong car..."

"Gah?" The boy on the street made a stupid sound like a duck squawking, scratched his hair, and looked around uncomfortably: "This is not where you should come, go away."

I want to go too. Isn't that lost? Where should I go?

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to push Hiyori, urging her to move, but at this time another voice came out from the slant: "What are you doing? The warehouse door opened, and the doorkeeper was also led away, Shirose Calling someone, come or not? Wow!"

The moment the visitor saw Hiyori, he raised his voice to the top of his voice, and his tone flew upwards like a rocket: "Wow wow wow wow!"

The girl knew at first glance that she was definitely not a "local aborigine". He looked at his companion with a look of envy mixed with admiration: "Where did you coax me here? This is too—— pretty!"

"The ornaments on her head look very valuable..."

Being looked at like this, the never-before-satisfied feeling of satisfaction mixed with pride and vanity rose from the bottom of his heart. He pretended to be meaningless and said, "We met by chance on the street, and you wouldn't understand if I told you."

"I tell everyone to come quickly—! Terrible!"

Later, the boy opened his voice and yelled, his mouth as big as a flood canal: "Someone brought in girls from outside Radium Bowl Street!"

The sound of footsteps gathered here quickly, and soon many teenagers wearing blue bracelets came out from all kinds of unimaginable side roads.

"Hey you!"

The young man was in a hurry. At this time, even if he knew in his heart that he should send her out of this dangerous neighborhood as soon as possible, he couldn't bring it up because of face.

Hiyori still didn't understand what happened, his purple eyes were filled with question marks that were about to overflow: "Huh?"

"It's okay." The street boy thought about it and fooled her: "Shall we go play together?"

The feeling of being envied by others and becoming the intersection of eyesight is really unstoppable.

"I want to go home." Hiyori didn't know how to save face, so he said whatever he wanted.

There was a hint of sneer from the group of children who squeezed out to see what was going on, and the young man blushed: "Who are you going back to? You've already come out. I'll take you back when you're done playing."

If Oda Sakunosuke said so, I'm sure Miyata Hiyori would be able to hold back even if he wanted to go back to the detective agency.The person who spoke the question was someone she had only met once, so of course she didn't want to.

This is not a matter of obedience or disobedience, but that the last job has not been completed and cannot be compatible with other instructions.

"I want to go back to the detective agency."

The little girl insisted on her own opinion, and even took a step back while clutching her bag.

The snickering of "嗤嗤嗤" became more and more blatant. The teenagers on the street became furious and wanted to grab Rihe and drag her away. The teenagers wearing blue wristbands watched the excitement while booing. None of them felt that they should not force others: "Come in, don't be so coquettish!"

Hiyori hesitated whether to use violence to break free from them, and the last angry voice exploded outside the crowd: "You bastards, what are you doing here?"

"Ah! It's Chuya."

"Chung Ye is back?"

"The door over there..."

The crowd spread out to both sides, and an orange-haired boy in a short green coat approached with his hands in his pockets: "You are the ones who want me to take revenge on the 'Watchdog', and you are the ones who can't find anyone. Woolen cloth?"

He walked all the way to the circle, and looked around dignifiedly: "Huh? New here?"

The orange-haired boy said exactly what Hiyori said, and then he saw a strange scene of a person shaking his head and a group of people nodding.

Of course Hiyori doesn’t want to stay here: “Take the wrong bus and get lost!”

Not familiar with that person!

"What, who brought her in from outside, probably this one!" The boy with a particularly loud voice pinched his little finger and shook it: "I hate Radium Bowl Street, it's awkward."

"If you dislike this place, why should you let her stay? Just drive her away."

The orange-haired boy's brows and eyes immediately became fierce, and he stared at Rihe with unkind eyes: "I said you...huh?"

The standard bastard's language with a flick of the tongue came to an abrupt end, and the little boy frowned: "What's your name?"

The teenagers who watched the excitement laughed together, with a few sour complaints mixed in.

Hiyor felt malice, but he didn't understand why these strangers suddenly felt resentment towards him—not the orange-haired boy, but the laughing and laughing person who was almost the same as the background board.

"...Why, do you hate me?"

The ignorant and innocent eyes are like a docile deer in the forest, and the laughter mixed with indescribable malice became louder: "She is asking why? Is she stupid?"

"Shut up for me!"

The orange-haired boy yelled impatiently, and his laughter was lowered again. He looked at the boy who blocked Rihe and refused to let her go: "What's going on?"

"What else is there, you haven't heard it all."

The boy stuck his neck to protect his "face", but was quickly pierced by Hiyori: "I want to go home, I don't want to stay here, go away!"

This was the most intense tone she could express so far.

"Okay, it's boring to force a woman, let her go." The orange-haired boy felt that the farce should stop here, raised his hand and said to Hihe: "Go away, don't let the 'sheep' see it again."

The little girl who can't understand honorifics also can't understand swear words: "I don't know the way, you take me home!"

The sniggering became loud again, and the teenagers who surrounded the place gloated.Just when they thought that Zhongyuan Zhong would definitely give this ignorant girl a lesson, the orange-haired boy unexpectedly lowered his head: "Got it, where is your home?"

Bah, it's not about that face!

The girls booed loudly, but unfortunately none of the two who were booed cared.

"The armed detective agency near Chinatown is my home." Rihe reported the nearest scenic spot, and the orange-haired boy nodded: "Oh, Chuya Chuya, my name."

There was a bit of anticipation hidden deep in the cobalt blue eyes, which became dim after hearing "Miyata Hiyori": "Your surname is Miyata?"

"I don't know, accepting this surname can make the great witch happy." Hiyori asked honestly, and Nakahara Chuya's blue eyes lit up again: "Isn't it my surname! Have you lost your memory too?"

Miyata Hiyori: "Huh?"

Wasn't the setting of amnesia discussed with Sakunosuke?

How everyone knows!