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【Thank you ~(?′?`?)】

In a manka store not far from Odaki Department Store, Shiina Iori and Aiba Chiho sat side by side on a row of decks facing the floor-to-ceiling windows.

In front of Chiho Aiba, there was a comic that had not been opened yet.

Shiina Iori just bought her a line of beautiful handwriting.

There is also a cute face-text expression behind it.

Shiina Iori just came to sit down with two drinks, and waved his hand indifferently:

"It's okay."

Aiba Chiho looked at him with his little head tilted.

"Dou."

After Shiina sat down, she took out the charger she had just bought in the supermarket and started charging.

The charger with the double-headed entrance is placed in the center of the small table, and the two people's cell phones are close together.

The screen is bright.

Shiina Iori picked up the habit and inserted it in, took a sip - he was a little thirsty all the way.

Then he turned to look at Chiho Aiba: "So, what's wrong today?"

With this question, Qianho's mouth, which had just been curled up, drooped down, and his little mouth was shivering unhappily.

Lower your head and start writing.

Shiina Iori waited patiently.

After a while, Aiba Chiho passed the note in grievance.

【Stolen】

【When I entered the supermarket, my shoelaces were opened, so I put my bag on the cabinet and squatted down to tie my shoelaces】

【But when I waited, the bag on the cabinet disappeared】

[Wallet, key and student ID are all inside]

Aiba Chiho looked aggrieved and tried hard to pout his mouth, making his eyes a little red with anger.

Is the bag really stolen?

Shiina Iori sighed helplessly.

If you want to say that in Japan, safety is safety. If something happens to death, most people can get away with it by committing suicide. If it doesn’t work, Yakuza will be pushed out to push the tank, and the police and the people get along very harmoniously.

But all kinds of small and malignant incidents such as thieves, peeping, and sneak shots are emerging one after another.

A bicycle was placed outside the door, and the only thing that could be thrown away was not long after.

Sometimes I don't even have a car lock left.

Some of the people who do these things are psychopathic, such as stealing and voyeurism, some are desperate because they are leniency and their parents are desperate, while others are really unable to survive. A group of bankrupt vagabonds laying tents in the bridge caves and parks.

Under the seemingly prosperous and glorious luminous lights, there are countless dark places reflected.

However, these things usually happen in areas with poor public security. For example, Adachi is a frequent stealing area, while Shinjuku often has small conflicts with ignorant guests. Of course, these are all secret matters and will not be presented to the public by the media.

Wenjing has never heard of a few things because the rich gather.

Aiba Chiho also caught up.

Shiina Iori nodded in a clear way: "I will lend you some money in the future, you can take the tram back."

Aiba Chiho's eyes lit up and nodded with gratitude.

"Um!"

"By the way." Shiina Iori remembered something, "Call the police first, are there any valuables in your bag? How much is the total value?"

“Um…”

Aiba Chiho poked his little forehead with some embarrassment and thought, then picked up his pen and wrote.

【There is a key, a student ID (this one needs to be reissue), there are 3,200 yen left in the wallet, and there is lipstick and hand cream in the handbag. It may be less than 6,000 yen in total, and there is a small mirror, and -]

"Squeak!"

As if he was remembering something, Aiba Chiho shook his little hand and drew a long arc on the notebook.

The little face couldn't help but pale.

...There is also a copy of Sm Xiaohuang Man that Ogasawara Sang lent her eye-opening.

This kind of thing shouldn't be noticed, right?

Aiba Chiho suddenly hoped that his bag would not be found.

"What's wrong?"

Looking at Aiba Chiho's stiff movements, Shiina Iori looked at her with some confusion, not understanding.

Aiba Chiho looked at Iori with a pale face and shook her head vigorously.

He quickly tore a page under his hands.

【Not.】

"Yeah?"

Shiina Iori looked at Aiba Chiho with a strange look: "Then you are really saving enough. Do you don't need to bring any cosmetics for makeup?"

Aiba Qianho shook his head pale face and stretched out his finger to point his face.

It seemed that I thought Shiina Iori might not understand this, so she wrote another sentence on the paper.

【I'm pretty.】

Shiina Iori saw the handwriting on the paper and curled her mouth: "I was unexpectedly confident, Miss Aiba."

Aiba Chiho seemed to feel that she was writing this way too directly. She was so lighted by Shiina Iori's little face turned red, and she randomly stroked the paper under her hands, covering up the sentence just now.

After thinking for a while, I continued to write.

【Cosmetics are too expensive to afford.】

Shiina Iori was stunned and looked at the girl in front of her with black hair with long waist.

I am usually concealed by Chiho Aiba's cold temperament, and I haven't paid much attention to it.

But upon closer inspection, the clothes on Aiha San seem to be all affordable and popular.

It’s just because the combination is simple and conforms to her ordinary temperament, so it looks very suitable.

"Speaking of this, it seems that Aiyesan's parents are divorced, right?"

"Um."

Chiho Aiba nodded, inserted the straw and lowered his head to drink fruit milk, making a soft voice from his little nose.

"Who do you live with now?"

Aiba Chiho shook his head and pointed at himself.

I pointed and remembered something, and continued to write.

[Last year, I moved out of my mother's house and earned my own tuition and living expenses.]

【Both of them are getting married.】

"Yeah......"

That being said, Shiina Iori understands a little.

Tuition fees at Japanese universities are not low, especially Aiba Sang is still in the art category, so parents are naturally unwilling to pay their daughter after divorce.

There is no need, there is no obligation.

It seems that Aiba Sang has a bad relationship with his family.

When he consciously asked about the sensitive part, Shiina Iori took the initiative to stop the topic and did not go further.

Chiho Aiba didn't care much. He guessed that the hope of finding his bag was slim, so he vaguely let go of his mind.

With his little head down, he looked at the comics that were opened in front of him happily.

Shiina Iori and other mobile phones are charging, and she is too idle to do nothing.

His few usual entertainment methods, in addition to playing games with Yui, were to climb over the wall to read online articles and some free game resources at home next door.

So much so that when Yui occasionally saw Shiina's mobile phone, he saw a large area of ​​dense Chinese characters, and thought he was studying some magical ancient secrets.

From time to time, he glanced at him with the gaze of "Si Guoyi".

Shiina Iori was not easy to explain, so she had to let her go.

At this time, because the phone was out of battery and had nothing to do, I had to glance at the comics in Chiho Aoba's hand.
To be continued...