The days when I was full of question marks in Yokohama

"It's too much, why don't you two have any problems in your relationship!"

Dazai Osamu, who had been secretly observing for several days, found inexplicably that the relationship between Koya and Uchiha Wansora did not seem to have changed in any way.

After such a conflict, they lived as usual, except that the time Uchiha Wansora used to practice swords with Haoya turned into leisure and entertainment time.

He was so calm that he couldn't help but want to do something.

Hao is also lying on the table doing homework, the bandage on his hand has been removed, and finally he doesn't have to go to the school to face the concern and condolences of his classmates.

Hao also looked up, and said inexplicably: "We just disagree in a certain aspect, why is there a problem in the relationship?"

Osamu Dazai said angrily: "You can't think of such a thing at all, can you?"

Does disagreement affect relationships?

Most relationship breakdowns start with a disagreement.

Hao also said sullenly: "...It was Sister Hongye who told me. She said that after all, Sister Hongye and I grew up in different environments, so they have different ideas and ideas."

"She and I have to be considerate of each other."

Hiroya is now seven years old, and his life before he was abandoned has been a happy one.

Osamu Dazai held his chin and said, "So she threw you to sister Hongye, but she went to drink herself?"

Hao also shook his head, "No, she specially called Sister Hongye to find me."

It's just that he doesn't dare to look at Uchiha Wansora recently.

He always thought of those red eyes watching him, raising the knife at him.

Osamu Dazai looked at him and clicked his tongue twice.

"Why, do you also think my idea is wrong?" Hao also asked.

Osamu Dazai waved his hand, "There's nothing wrong with being wrong, it's just naivety."

Hao also looked at him angrily, "It's that sentence again!"

Sister Hongye also said the same thing to him, and even Miki said the same.

But he still insisted on his ideas.

Every child believes that he can change the world, if not now, then later.

Osamu Dazai said perfunctorily, "Ah, then go for it."

The time for Misu Ichiro's departure was soon determined. Before leaving, he handed over the key to his basement to Uchiha Wansora.

Uchiha Wansora held a mop in his hand and went to pick up the spider webs on the roof. The other avatar was already tired and collapsed on the ground, unwilling to move.

"I can't do it anymore, you can call another one." Clone body waved his hand, and with a bang, it turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared on the spot.

Jinghua's father laughed twice, and said to Miqi Ichiro who came out with a teacup, "How long has it been since you cleaned?"

Ichiro Miqi put the teacup on the table and thought about it, "It's only seven or eight months."

Jinghua's father's smile froze, and he stepped on a cockroach crawling around to death.

Uchiha Wansora threw the mop to the ground and sat on the ground, "If it wasn't for the pile of books, I would never have stepped into this place!"

Since the Araba vomiting incident, how long has Raibo Street been formed, and how many years has Ichiro Misu stayed here.

Over the years, he has collected at least ten thousand books, many of which are rare and unique.

"The old man has no other hobbies. Apart from picking up trash, he can only read books." Ichiro Misu said, his eyes lit up. "Now I will leave it to Wan Sora. The old man is going to enjoy himself."

Ichiro Misu opened the curtains, the sunlight from outside shone inside, and the basement instantly became brighter.

"You are relieved..." Uchiha Wanzo stretched his waist, "Let's go to barbecue tonight, is it a celebration for Mr. Misu?"

Miqi Ichiro: "That's not bad, let me treat the old man. I heard that the salary of the school gatekeeper in Tokyo is quite high."

Jinghua's father asked, "Which school is Mr. Miqi going to? In the future, Wankong and I will pass by, and we can bring two bottles of wine to see you."

Miqi Ichiro took out a tattered notebook from his bag and flipped through it, "Well, it seems to be called Tedan Elementary School."

He wrote the address of the elementary school on a note, divided it into two, and handed it to the two of them.

"Actually, that's pretty good." Misu Ichiro smiled bitterly, "Be an ordinary old man, live a peaceful life, and enjoy your old age peacefully."

"By the way, Wan Kong, if your kid wants to be admitted to the police academy, I have the materials here." Miqi Ichiro turned around and searched for a few notebooks in his pile of books.

"This is the information I used when I was admitted to the police academy. Although it is said to be 40 years ago, it can also be used as a reference."

40 years ago, Misu Ichiro was 20 years old. He graduated from the police academy ahead of schedule with honors and has been doing intelligence-related work.

Later, the Supernatural Secret Service Division was established, and he was transferred to the Supernatural Special Affairs Section.

No matter how good a person is, they seem to bow their heads in front of the supernatural beings.So did Ichiro Misu.

In this organization that favors supernatural powers, no matter how excellent his work ability is, he is only a marginal figure, but once he stays in that position, he stays until he retires.

"Oh, I can finally change from an ordinary old man to an old man with a legendary past." Ichiro Misu laughed, even his creases fluttered a little.

After all, according to what the Supernatural Secret Service Section said, it is also an existence that ordinary people will not know.

Their barbecue was very simple, and Uchiha Wansora went to fish in the river again, and Misu Ichiro bought a few bottles of shochu and seasonings from the supermarket.

Jinghua's father risked his life to go home quietly, cleaned up all the fried peanuts that Jinghua's mother made yesterday, and carried them to the riverside like a thief.

Randomly picked up some firewood and piled it there, Uchiha Wansora raised his hand.

"Fire Escape·Fire Prison."

Flames spewed from her palms, lighting the firewood.The fish that was gutted and gutted turned into a delicious dish in a short while.

Miqi Ichiro looked at the flames and laughed.

"Respect life!"

The three picked up the wine bottle and clinked glasses.

"Tomorrow!" Jinghua's father said with a smile.

The bottle was touched again.

Uchiha Wankong also said: "Regard the future!"

Until the sun gradually set, a black car appeared silently by the side of the road.

Miqi Ichiro stood up, patted the grass leaves on his buttocks, and said with a smile, "I'm leaving."

He hugged Jinghua's father.

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Misu Ichiro looked at Uchiha Wansora, reached out and hugged him.

"Wan Sora, if you want to find a tutor, you might as well ask the Armed Detective Agency." Misu Ichiro said.

Uchiha Wansora asked in surprise, "Are they still part-time tutoring agencies?"

Miqi Ichiro smiled without saying a word.

He patted Uchiha Wansora on the back, and said in a low voice, "...take care of my books, Wansora."

"Yes." Uchiha Wanzo nodded.

"Goodbye then."

"Take care of yourself."

Uchiha Wansora and Kyoka's father watched Misu Ichiro get into the car.The vehicle drove towards the sunset and finally disappeared from their sight.

The three wine partners who got together inexplicably broke up after only two drinks.

They are all people who have experienced many separations, and now it is just one of them, which does not seem sad.

On the way back, Kiyoka's father took out an envelope from his bag and handed it to Uchiha Wansora, "This month's salary."

Uchiha Wansora glanced at the not-so-thick envelope, and said casually: "You keep it, after all, it's your labor income."

Jinghua's father showed a wry smile.

When he was in the curry shop, Uchiha went back to help when he was empty-handed, but the small curry shop did not need two people.

Uchiha Wansora proposed to halve his salary and let Kyoka's father stay there.

"You should know what I do, so... I don't need to."

Uchiha Wansora rubbed his chin, "Although it would really make me happy to use your people to help me work, you are still paying for the labor, and you should really get half of the salary."

Jinghua's father didn't shirk any more, put the envelope back, and sighed heavily.

"In the past, I was most afraid of doing two jobs."

"Espionage and surveillance."

When interacting with others, you will inevitably give your true feelings, but in the face of work and righteousness, there will be things that you have to betray your friends.

It’s okay to monitor the vicious person, he can only feel outrageous for what he has done, and he only hates that the order from above is issued too late.

However, when meeting someone like Uchiha Wansora, they get closer and watch each other's every move every day, so they can better understand what kind of person she is.

She's just someone who's taking life seriously.

Jinghua's father himself didn't know if he would really be able to deal with her when he received a certain order in the future.

"It's really a troublesome job." Jinghua's father stretched himself.

A long silence followed.

When they walked to the door, Jinghua's father suddenly said: "When I go to Tokyo later, I will go to Mr. Miqi for a drink."

Uchiha Wansora looked at a figure standing on the second floor holding a mop, and pretended to pat Kyoka's father on the shoulder.

"First of all, you have to live."

After finishing speaking, he disappeared in place with a "bang".

As soon as Jinghua's father looked up, he saw his daughter's mother smiling deathly at him.

Oh shit.

Uchiha Wansora returned home in a blink of an eye, the house was empty and there was no one there.

On the small blackboard, there is a sentence written under the bandaged cat: "Go play with new friends today, don't read."

Below the little black cat is written: "I have something to do tonight, the money is in the drawer."

The little white cat representing Miki and Koya's little tabby cat read under it: "I got the money, let's go eat fried chicken tonight!"

There is also a small bird drawn next to it, representing Nanako accompanying them.

Uchiha Wansora was half relieved when he saw the bird, and just looked up at the clock.

The pointer points to the direction of nine o'clock.

"...Does it take so long to eat fried chicken?" Uchiha Wansora murmured.

When she was about to go out to find someone, her cell phone rang suddenly.

"Hello."

"Miss Yamaji?" Uchiha Wanzo blinked, subconsciously looking at the calendar.

What day is it today? Miss Shanji will actually call her.

"Pick up someone at the police station? Okay, okay, I'll be right there."