Wiping the round-bottomed wine glass with a dry rag, Akita Mie, who was already an old lady, couldn't help but look at the only remaining customer in the izakaya today.

A few of his soaked red hair stuck to his young face.

Even if the black windbreaker made of special material got wet, it still emitted white light like a black mirror. A bright red blade was placed on the table by Shen Heng casually.

He drank wine one after another, but kept looking into the rain curtain. There was nothing there except rain.

People with good looks enjoy support wherever they go. For such a sad and beautiful boy, Akita Mie admits that her withered girl's heart is beating slowly.

But she smiled self-deprecatingly and continued wiping the glass.

She had chased her before, but now she succumbed to reality. She knew that Zhaoyue was really in the underworld. Although she didn't have a tattoo, the mark was so clear.

But she had lived with such a person for several years, and that unique temperament was a recognition she would never forget in her life.

A few years ago, he was still the same man. He was determined to come back and live a grand life, so he asked a small local gang to take care of him.

Today, the small gang still protects their mother and daughter. Not only has their attitude not weakened over time, but they have shown a tendency to increase their protection efforts in recent years.

But Akita Mie was not happy. She knew that the man probably drowned in his dream.

Even though we are far away, we still keep in touch through letters.

The letters have continued for a long time, one letter per month, with only a few interruptions three years ago. Now it is rain or shine, but when Akita Mie received the letters, she just wanted to hide her face and cry.

She was very much like asking the fat man who sent her a letter every month, but every time he got out of the black business car and spoke with a narrow smile, his voice always seemed to be choked.

Can't send it out.

"... clatter,"

The sound of rain suddenly became louder and then gradually disappeared.

A well-dressed female high school student covered her face and wanted to talk to Akita Mie, but her pupils dilated strangely after she had only taken a few steps.

"..." Zhaoyue seemed to feel something in her heart and turned her head to look at her.

Ichimukui was extremely shy. She shrank her umbrella, bit her lips and teeth, and seemed to want to bury her head in it.

It has nothing to do with today's matter, but Ichimokui's temperament is timid, especially since her "confession" was rejected today.

She had obviously gone home late, so she huddled in the corner of the station platform, braved the cold wind and night rain, and boarded the last tram home.

Unexpectedly, at this point, the izakaya still has customers.

Zhaoyue turned her head and stopped putting pressure on the shy girl. Then Ichimokui gasped and carefully walked around the side path from the door back to the counter.

"Mom," seeing her eyes still red, Akita Mie didn't know what happened.

"Go in first, there are guests here..."

Ichimoku Aoi nodded, and then trotted into the back room. Akita Mie glanced at Zhaoyue who was still pouring herself a drink, and was busy filling the empty wine rack with wine.

"..."

After a long time, Zhaoyue threw down a green Fukuzawa Yukichi and left silently.

Sake is actually very cheap, and at most Hideyo Noguchi can use it, but he always only has green Fukuzawa Yukichi in his pocket.

Akita Mie looked at the broken cups and banknotes on the table, and suddenly stopped talking.

On the second floor of the izakaya, the lights turned on silently. Ichimoku Aoi buried herself in the quilt and cried, not noticing the dark shadow appearing on the balcony at all.

Zhaoyue rolled up her sleeves and robe, leaning against her window and listening to the rain.

I have to say that this ordinary girl gave him some comfort at the moment.

Even if she was heartbroken, at least she could still cry here, instead of lying in a cold train carriage, waiting for the law enforcement officers from the headquarters to deliver the accidental death notice to the family.

He laughed at himself and drifted away while the girl was distracted.

Holding an umbrella and walking in Tokyo on a rainy night, a smile appeared on his lips.

"Sure enough, I still can't live on my own..." He said with a bit of relief and a bit of melancholy.

Putting aside the loneliness in my heart, I thought of many people, including Takemi's Raikage, the gentle and reserved Kamisato Ayaka, the stubborn Maplehara Manyo, and even the fun-loving and eccentric Toma.

In fact, he has many people worth caring about, even though he has nothing in the indifferent Tokyo, so he must have something for himself.

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The abandoned old city, here are the depressed streets of Tokyo. Even in a world-class metropolis, not everything is so prosperous.

"The young master is here to pick up his younger brothers and sisters?" Saito Yushu was extremely puzzled. Next to him, Miyamoto Nanaya remained silent as usual and followed behind him quietly.

After one night, Zhao Yue suddenly seemed to have thought about it, and ended the symptoms that usually lasted for three or two days. She suddenly told two retainers that she was going to pick up her younger brothers and sisters. This was a big surprise for Saito Yuki and Miya

Ben Qiye was very frightened.

It has to be said that Zhaoyue's adjustment ability is very strong, and his confusion will never last long.

His goal is still to become stronger, but not to become stronger for the sake of becoming stronger.

Such an egoist is too lonely, and the huge loneliness almost swallows him up.

In fact, he has never been an indifferent person, but his consistent indifferent style makes him appear indifferent.

But there was always a pure softness in his heart, and the only people he wanted to love were those who were worthy of his love.

They followed Zhao Yue into the small terraced apartment building and saw that the red brick walls were covered with green ivy, and broken grass roots were constantly growing in the cracks between the bricks.

"..." The two of them were silent. It was rare to see such a building in Tokyo, with warmth amidst the dilapidation.

"Dong dong!" The oak door was pressed gently. After a while, the door was opened, and the person who poked his head out was a delicate little boy.

"...What are you doing here again!" His tone was not very good, but Zhaoyue seemed to be used to it and reached out to touch his head.

"Where are Eri and the others?"

"My little sister is sleeping. She is too lethargic. She either watches anime or sleeps every day." You can hear the boy's tolerance for the little girl named Eriki.

"The baby brother and the baby girl were taken to work part-time by their sister."

"Part-time job?" Zhaoyue immediately tilted her head, what kind of part-time job can a child do?

"We're not handing out flyers again..." Zhaoyue seemed to have thought of something, holding her forehead and feeling speechless.

"..." The little boy said nothing and blinked his big eyes with long eyelashes, taking it as acquiescence.

"It's obvious that she wasn't paid."

Of course, if you entrust someone else to take care of your children, you have to pay for it. The monthly salary he gave was not low at all, a full hundreds of thousands of yen.
Chapter completed!