[Comprehensive manga] Ruiguang

I did something that I didn't even think about myself.

Sanada sent me back to the apartment again, and this time, I stayed him for dinner.Even though I am not acquainted with him, I have been helped many times by him in a short period of time. I feel a little sorry for not doing anything to thank him.

Inviting him into my home, which is only the size of a cubicle, is actually a bit embarrassing. I may not dare to bring other people in directly, but the object is an upright and reliable person like Sanada. My embarrassment seems to be Reduced some more.

Sanada is tall, and the layout of the storage room on the top floor was a bit restrictive for him.When he entered the door, he had to bend down, but when he stood up straight in the room, he could see that the ceiling in front of him was only a few centimeters away from him when he looked up.

He was sitting at the low table, and I was not far from him, making preparations for tonight's cooking.

"Is Aihara-san alone?" Because of the close distance, Sanada's penetrating and powerful voice came into my ears clearly.

"Well, it's a person."

"Where are the parents?"

"Mother is sick and in the hospital." I avoided my father's question and deliberately mentioned only my mother.

I don't know if Sanada understood something, he fell silent immediately, and continued to ask without continuing the question.And after a few seconds of silence, he suddenly said in a stern tone of teaching: "Only one person dares to invite a strange man into the house so casually, how lax!"

So, is he worried about this problem?I froze, and turned to look at him.

As Sanada himself said, he is really unrelenting all the time.Even if it is not a formal occasion, at this moment he is still sitting straight in front of the low table.He finally took off his hat, and Ruju's gaze was sharper without the brim of the hat.

"If that strange man is Sanada-san, then there is nothing to worry about." I smiled, and my tone seemed more relaxed.I have nothing to be afraid of such an upright and decent person like Sanada, "Besides, Sanada-san has helped me several times. Sanada-san is a good person, I can tell that."

I don't know if it's because of embarrassment or embarrassment. After saying this sentence, Sanada held back for a long time with a stiff face, and finally spit out the sentence "too slack" that seemed to be his oral habit as a response to me.

I made a simple fruit and vegetable curry tonight, poured the soup on the white rice, and I put the plate in front of Sanada, "Thank you very much Sanada-san today, and the money I borrowed from the supermarket just now, when I get my salary It will be paid back immediately.”

"Are you working on your own?"

"My mother is in the hospital, there is nothing I can do."

"I see." He said, as if he was affirming my nodding head.

Sanada's way of speaking was concise and crisp, he was not very good at provoking topics, he seemed to have solved his doubts, and then stopped asking questions.

I didn't speak either, and it was rare to sit up straight at dinner, probably because of the influence of Sanada who was sitting opposite me.During this period, I peeked at his expression a few times, but it was still too serious.

Generally speaking, I am still curious about him. According to his well-behaved appearance, he should not be very good at staying at a girl's house, although I have made several requests.

If saving me once was out of a desire to protect the weak, and sending me back out of a strict sense of responsibility, then what was the reason for saving me in the supermarket and sending me back again?Is it simply a rotten good person with overflowing sympathy?

I firmly believe that people's sense of responsibility is limited, and I am not a hero who wants to save the world. Besides, Sanada and I are not acquaintances at all.

"It might be impolite to ask, but I still want to know why Sanada-san helps me over and over again." My appetite is not very large, so I put away my plate and asked, "Ah, is Sanada-san full? Do you want another bowl?"

"Excuse me." Sanada handed the same vacant plate to my hand, and he didn't take the plate until I filled the rice again.He stood upright, with his hands on his sitting knees, and his expression was as rigid as his sitting posture.

"Sanada-san?" I called him again, put down the plate, and pushed it in his direction.

"Feel sorry."

Sanada suddenly apologized, I looked up at his still serious face, raised my eyebrows in doubt, "Sorry?" Why did you apologize to me?

"Because I took you as Shibai."

He nodded slightly, and his gesture of apologizing was extremely formal.

Sanada's answer was unexpectedly direct, but after hearing such an answer, I could understand it.Shibai was the girl who was rescued with me in the alley. After arriving at the police station, Shibai's family was also notified by Sanada.I think the relationship between Sanada and her should be very good.Therefore, it is reasonable to mistake me for Shibai and help me.

While I was nodding, I felt a little lost in my heart.I, who obviously never had expectations, began to yearn for care in comparison.My chest became sour, and I habitually raised the corners of my lips, pretending to smile.

"Is it because my back is very similar to Shibai-san, so you mistook me for her?"

"That's one thing, and the family environment is also very similar to hers. Her mother is the only one in her family."

No wonder Sanada can take the initiative to substitute his thinking into my mother, because there is a person with a similar background to me.

"Is Sanada-san dating Shibai-san? I feel like I know her very well."

"No, it's just a classmate. Her parents divorced when she was a child, and her sister in Tokyo was killed more than half a year ago. I only care about her among classmates."

Shibai was much luckier than me.After I suffered the accident, I got disgust and blank eyes.At least before coming to Kanagawa, there was never a way to live a good life like ordinary people. Talking to Sanada like now is simply impossible.

I am jealous of Shibai, and while I am jealous, I am also lamenting the injustice of God in my heart.But from another perspective, God is fair. When all the misfortunes happened to me, he relatively brought luck to another person who suffered similarly to me.

"Sanada-san is really a responsible person."

I have never met a classmate who cares about me like this.Even when I was in Hyotei, although Keigo Atobe helped me, but when everyone formed a faction and began to exclude me, he didn't help me at all.But having said that, he has no obligation to help me, everything is reasonable and there is nothing to complain about.

"Sanada-san is really very responsible..." I repeated this sentence again, sighing in my heart.

"It's not enough. I don't have enough ability to take on greater responsibilities." Sanada interrupted me resolutely. His expression was extremely firm. "If possible, I hope that I can shoulder the entire society."

"The whole...does Sanada-san want to be a policeman in the future?" Sanada's expression did not seem to be joking, but such a lofty ambition still surprised me.

"I'm working hard, besides, my grandfather used to be a policeman." When mentioning the policeman, Sanada raised his eyes and glanced at me for a few seconds, then changed the subject, "Aihara-san also seems to know Police Officer Urashita."

"Yes, I know." I affirmed in a low voice, fearing that Sanada would draw the issue of the incident from Urashita, I quickly changed the topic to him, "What about Sanada-san and police officer Urashita?"

"Officer Urakata is a descendant of my grandfather when he was on duty in the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department. Is Aihara-san asking for help from Officer Urakata?"

"No!" I denied excitedly.

Ask Pu Xia for help?How can it be!Can he really help me?The police and the like can't be trusted at all, right?It was the police who ended the time half a year ago, and it was the police who kept irritating me.

Out of politeness, I didn't say these words out of my mouth, and if Sanada's ideals are like this, I shouldn't say them in front of him.Maybe my thinking is too extreme, but as far as I am concerned, the police and the like do not help me at all.

"Thank you for the hospitality." Sanada placed the spoon neatly next to the plate, and nodded in gratitude, "Then, if I don't need help, I won't stay long."

"Yes." After Sanada got up, I followed to the door and bowed to him again, "Thank you so much Sanada-san today!"

Sanada's figure gradually disappeared into the completely dark sky, and I stood at the door looking at the darkness downstairs for a long time.

Although Sanada regarded me as Shibai, his help made me see clearly that I am not transparent in this world.

It was good when Kise grabbed her at the beach, and Sanada's help was also good.I don't know when, in my dark world, I seem to see a little light.

"Ah... I forgot to ask for my contact information..." I still owe him money for the ingredients.I didn't think about it until long after Sanada was gone.

So, will we meet him again in the future?

Originally, I thought that I would never interact with people again.But in fact, he desperately longs for the warmth of human affection.Before I knew it, I started to waver, wanting to communicate with people and make friends, but at the same time I was looking forward to it and I was afraid.

I am wavering between this bit of light and the shadow of memory, how should I choose?I don't know...