After the resurrection, I send warmth every day

The bell at the door of the coffee shop rang crisply, Tsurumaru Kuninaga looked up, and Hoshimi Haruka and Amuro Toru walked in one after the other.

The end of the girl's eyes was slightly red, as if she had just cried, and her eyelashes were still stained with moisture.

The man lowered his head slightly, the long hair in front of his forehead covered half of his face, and he could only catch a glimpse of gray-blue pupils through the narrow gap, and it seemed that his emotions were not affected.

Ok?

He put down the menu in his hand, got up and trotted over to pull Xing Jianyao to the seat, and pushed the menu that he had been staring at for a long time but hadn't made a decision to her, as if he didn't notice her strangeness, with a brisk tone Asked: "Xiaoyao Xiaoyao, please help me to see, I don't know what to order, what do you want?"

Hoshimi Haruka sniffed, "It is said on the Internet that this sandwich is delicious."

"Well, then we'll have sandwiches!"

"What do you drink? What do you want to drink? It's a bit hot, do you want ice cream?"

"I want iced coffee."

"Okay."

Tsurumaru put away the menu, and raised his hand to call out to the clerk. After Amuro walked in, he was there to catch up with the customer's order before work. He didn't care about this side, and Enomoto Azusa came over immediately after hearing the shout.

"Two bacon sandwiches, two iced coffees, right?" After writing down the menu, she confirmed it again.

"Hmm, sorry to trouble you~"

The white-haired boy's smile was full of vigor, as if he had endless vitality.

After Azusa Enomoto told Amuro Toru the sandwiches they ordered, she looked at the busy blond man with his head down, and asked out of curiosity, "Mr. Amuro, are the two brothers and sisters over there children of your relatives?"

"Eh?"

Amuro looked at her blankly.

"Mr. Amuro, didn't you take that girl out just now? Is it the child of your relatives? Those two people don't look very old. Could it be... that they escaped the cram school or something?"

Nowadays, many high school students are asked by their parents to take tutoring on weekends. Seeing the scene where Toru Amuro pulls that girl out, Azusa Enomoto naturally thinks so.

Toru Amuro shifted his eyes to the two people at the window, with the same white hair and clothes of the same color style, but Haruka Hoshimi looked a little more slender, and her long-term illness made her skin look paler. The whole body is shrouded in vague melancholy, while Tsurumaru Kuninaga is a more dazzling pure white.

In fact, this is indeed the case. The boy is more lively than the girl, giving people a feeling of vigor. The way he scurry around Xing Jianyao and talked to her with enthusiasm, he looks like a stupid brother Racking his brains to coax his angry sister.

No wonder she was misunderstood by Azusa Enomoto.

Children of relatives...

I don't know what to think of, the corner of his lips raised a gentle arc: "Well, that's it."

"Sure enough... I'll just say it." Azusa Enomoto showed a clear expression, and smiled relaxedly, "Mr. Amuro, you are not someone who suddenly gets angry and pulls away strange girls, it's great that you didn't misunderstand you. "

The smile on Toru Amuro's face was a bit awkward, but he really did that.

But he did it because he thought the other party was a member of the organization.

"But Mr. Amuro." Azusa Enomoto changed the subject, her expression became serious, and she said in an educational tone: "No matter how angry you are, you can't show such a scary expression to a teenage girl. Look at that child, her eyes are red, she must have been frightened by you, and you must apologize to her later!"

Toru Amuro smiled wryly and nodded: "I will."

In fact... he apologized right away after he figured out that he had misunderstood.

But the girl's tears couldn't be stopped at that time, which made him wonder if he was a little unforgivable. He was really not very good at coaxing little girls.

He could only say sorry words dryly, waiting for her to calm down.

The crying girl whimpered, "No, it's okay, I was only scared at first, but now... I want to cry."

"..." He pieced together the meaning she wanted to express from her intermittent words. At first, he wanted to cry because he was frightened by his attitude. Later, it might be because of what Jing and the others said, or it might be... She couldn't stop herself.

If someone had told him before that the public security policeman wanted him to believe in ghosts, gods and hell, he would definitely think that this person has no brains and is still superstitious for centuries, and he must have encountered a scam.

And now...

He himself lacked a brain.

Hearing the words about hell and undead from a strange girl, he didn't believe it at first, and even at that moment he thought of countless possibilities, for example, the high-level people arranged for them to meet with him. The same undercover mission required concealing one's identity, so fake death was created, or it was inconvenient to show up after being rescued by some unknown person, so he kept his name incognito.

Among the possibilities he was thinking about, there was no possibility of everyone dying.

They are still alive.

Must be alive.

Otherwise he wouldn't have heard those words.

and so……

tell him.

Tell him what he most wants to hear.

Time has passed for a long time, and he hasn't heard the words he most longs to hear.

The girl in front of her flipped through her phone with a serious face. After flipping through it for a long time, she handed him the screen of the phone for him to see. Well, it was a photo. The background was a place he had never seen before. The sky, like Yellow sand is generally not blue.

There are still a few people wearing shrouds hanging on the branches behind, and there are skeleton heads inlaid at the door.

And those few people he wanted to see the most... He was mingling with a group of people with wings like tengu in anime.

"It's not a composite..." Afraid that he wouldn't believe it, Hoshimi Haruka specifically talked about what happened when he took this photo, "That's the 110rd time Brother Matsuda and the others asked the Wutiangou Police Force to take the picture. After the police's call was changed to [-] and it was rejected...they started fighting like before."

Well, she's watching a play.

She pointed to the sky like a sand-colored curtain in the background, "This is the sky of hell. Hanging on this tree are escaped sinners. Wu Tiangou is the police force of hell. Brother Yan and the others also joined. Just a few of them Personally, if you still don't believe me, I..."

"No need." Toru Amuro interrupted her hastily, with an imperceptible tremor in his voice, "I believe you."

"Great!"

Hoshimi Haruka showed a sincere smile, "I originally came here to find someone else, I didn't expect to be so lucky to meet you, it's really great to be able to convey everyone's words to you."

"Thank you for trusting me, Zero...Mr. Amuro!" Thinking of the conversation in the coffee shop, she changed her words very witty.

"No." Toru Amuro shook his head slightly, looked into her watery eyes and said apologetically, "I should say thank you to you."

"Thank you for bringing everyone's voices to me."

He heard it.

Not only did I hear it, but I also knew that they were doing well. In that photo, Matsuda Jinpei, who was holding the Wutengu feather and smiling badly, reminded him of how he was when he first entered the police academy. With a frivolous air that disgusts him, it's their best look.

And now...

They are in another world, and they are back to their original selves.

When he was about to walk out of the alley, Toru Amuro asked the girl beside him, "Are you from hell? Undead? Or... the manager? You don't look very old. big."

The white-haired girl rolled her wet eyes, looked at him blankly, and laughed dryly, "I don't know either..."

"what?"

"It used to be an undead, but now I don't know what it is."

"Besides, I'm 26 years old, Brother Yan is only three years older than me, I just died when I was 16 and my appearance was fixed."

16 years old.

That should be the brightest time of a girl.

Thinking of those female students in the coffee shop who always came together in school uniforms, with bright smiles, inexplicably, he felt a little sad.

"How did you die?" If it was killed...he would help her find the murderer.

"I have been in poor health since I was a child. The doctor told me that I couldn't support myself since I was born. Later, my parents put all their efforts into raising me up. However, my body is too weak, so it is almost I grew up in a hospital, and then died of illness." She seemed to be telling someone else's story, using a tone that was so flat that there were no ups and downs, understating her own pain over the years.

Toru Amuro glanced sideways at her, his eyes getting darker.

Suffering from illness from birth...

It's not as easy as she said.

Even he is very uncomfortable when he is sick.

The illness that needs to be hospitalized all the year round is definitely not a minor illness or pain.

What offended him the most was the calmness and indifference she showed when she said that she didn't know who she was now. She clearly had the memory of death and went to hell, but now she seemed like Like a living human being, she appeared in front of others, and her shadow was so clear in the sunlight, moving little by little with her slow steps.

is alive.

lively.

But... it is also strange, and I don't know the so-called existence.

After walking out of the coffee shop, Hoshimi Haruka said to Tsurumaru Kuninaga seriously, "It's true on the Internet, the sandwiches in this store are really delicious."

In an instant, all unhappiness flew away!

"That...delicious is delicious, but don't blame me for not reminding you, Xiaoyao." Tsurumaru stopped, pointed to the back, and hesitated to speak, "Master Ghost Lantern said, about that god of death, you Remember?"

Are we here to meet Kudo Shinichi today?

Xingjian glanced at him, and said righteously: "Of course I remember, that's the business, although I was pleasantly surprised to see Mr. Amuro so soon, but I won't delay the business, okay?"

Tsurumaru's eyes were rather subtle, "...Oh."

"I asked Mr. Amuro when that Grim Reaper usually goes to the coffee shop. We will go to see him next time, and what Ghost Lantern said is to let me pay attention to him, not to let me monitor him." Monitoring and attention are but There is a big difference.

Speaking of Toru Amuro, Tsurumaru Kuninaga seemed to be a little apprehensive, "Has the matter of Mr. Amuro been completely resolved?"

"That's right." Xing Jianyao gave him a puzzled look, "What's wrong?"

He smiled, and there was no emotion in his eyes, "No, just solve it."

only……

The moment I saw the only cherished master weeping, I couldn't control my murderous aura.

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The author has something to say:

Tsurumaru: Did you see the 40-meter sword in my hand Toru Amuro?You are not allowed to run for a centimeter!