"What are you still standing there?"

Seeing Shiina Iori and Aiba Chiho still standing outside the gate motionless, the middle-aged woman immediately raised her eyebrows and shouted in a stern voice:

"I said there is no man named Aoye here! He has nothing to do with me anymore. I want money to find him! I will not pay those gambling debts for him anymore!"

"If I don't leave, I'll call the patrol station!"

A series of words burst out from the woman's mouth like a cannon, smashing Qiansui a little at a loss for a moment.

Shiina Iori reacted first and immediately explained: "You misunderstood! We are not here to ask for debt."

"We are students who graduated from the early years with the remittance of Mr. Aoye. Now we have just graduated from college. I want to visit him... These are souvenirs we brought from Sendai."

While he was whispering, he picked up the breakfast bag they bought on the train platform and signaled that he would collect it in a flash, leaving no chance for the woman to see the things inside.

I just lie, but I don’t even have any facial skin.

“?!”

"student?"

Aiba Chiho and the middle-aged woman showed a surprised expression at the same time, and turned to look at Shiina Iori.

Yu Guangri glanced at Miss Chiho's astonished expression, and Shiina Iori's brow twitched slightly.

Why did you even get tricked?!

However, facing the middle-aged woman's doubts, Shiina Iori had to bite the bullet and continue, "Yes, this is my high school graduation certificate and university certificate... Can you ask you what happened to Mr. Aiya?"

After listening to Shiina Iori's explanation, the middle-aged woman still looked like she didn't trust her, and kept muttering in a rough voice: "Will that guy fund any student? Have you found the wrong person..."

However, after Shiina Iori's angrily inquired, and the male and female student combination in front of him was indeed not like the thug sent by Uesugi Real Estate to collect debts, the Gohara Mrs. In front of him finally calmed down some of her emotions.

"If you are looking for that guy Aiba Ryohei, he is probably in the rental house near Minami Dehu, and it should be in the bar or underground casino at night."

"I don't know if it's still here or not."

“We haven’t been in touch for a long time.”

Perhaps for the sake of Shiina Iori's face, although the expression of Mrs. Gohara was still smelly, she had at least disclosed some information.

Seeing this, Shiina Iori noticed that there was something happening, and looked puzzled and tentatively said: "Mrs. Gohara, in the letter we received before, I heard that the gentleman seemed to have formed a new family. Why did he live there? "

Mrs. Wuhara, who was bloated, frowned, as if she was a little impatient, but because the boy in front of her was quite pleasing, she couldn't just pass it off. She lit a cigarette in her hand and said angrily:

"What new family...hasn't it just escaped from Tokyo like a stray dog?"

"I did take that guy in for a while before, but that bastard actually used my card to bet and signed the bills to my house. Then I must drive him out!"

“Big Spicy Booji.”

While cursing, Mrs. Wuhara was obviously very annoyed while dusting the ashes.

Shiina Iori was also a little confused when she heard this, and turned her head to look at Miss Chiho with confusion.

Didn’t you say that your dad used to be a musician?

What's going on?

Is this a little different from the orc-clothed orc-clothed design he imagined?

When Miss Chiho heard this, she raised her phone in confusion.

【I don't know what's going on】

Noting the eye contact and small movements between the two, Mrs. Gohara began to drive people impatiently: "Okay, okay! I have nothing to tell you here."

"Go away quickly and don't block my door."

"yes."

"I'm disturbing you today, Mrs. Gohara."

The two of them didn't care about Mrs. Wuhara's irritable tone, and thanked her politely, so they followed their phones to navigate and continued to search for the places they heard before.

Standing in the yard and smoking a cigarette, Gohara Rie frowned and looked at the girl who had just been side by side with the man.

"Why does that girl feel a bit like that guy?"

"Is it an illusion?"

"spit."

"It's really a ghost."

......

Following the phone navigation, Shiina Iori and the others took the subway and bus all the way to search in Yamagata Prefecture.

Although Yamagata Prefecture has a relatively large area, it has a sparse population, so the density of gathering places is not high. There are only a few settlement areas built around subway stations, and the surrounding areas are often accompanied by old urban areas established in the 1970s and 1980s.

A "forgotten city" like Yamagata Prefecture is far less prosperous than Tokyo. During the busy daytime work, it even looks a bit old and dilapidated.

While searching, Iori and Chiho were also communicating privately.

"Chanho, didn't you say your father was the kind of indifferent guy who was merciless?" Shiina Iori thought about Mrs. Gohara's words just now, and she still frowned. "Has he also went to gamble before?"

"Um~"

Qianho shook his head when he heard this, frowned in confusion, and raised his cell phone toward Iori.

[He is the kind of person who is very strict with others]

[When I was a child, I learned violin from him. If I had any mistakes in playing or were lazy, I would be beaten to the palm of my hand]

【I don't like to laugh very much】

【However, I don’t know what I will do in private】

[Because my father and mother often go on business trips, I was always the only one at home when I was young]

Aiba Chiho recalls the memories of her childhood as much as possible.

But perhaps it was the result of deliberately downplaying it, or it was too long since time had passed and I couldn’t recall it at all.

Some memories that can be remembered for a short time with parents are either strictly required to sit and move, or practice various musical instruments.

Shiina Iori sighed a little when she heard this.

This kid has no childhood at all...

only.

Iori turned his head and looked at the girl beside him.

Even though Chiho Aiba was sitting in the tram, her face was thinking, and her waist and back were always straight, and her hands were naturally placed on her thighs and slightly buckled.

The dignified sitting posture has almost become an inertia.

Unconsciously, it gives people the intellectual beauty of a literary and artistic girl.

Should we say that there will be gains if there are any mistakes?

Shiina Iori thought silently in her heart and asked again: "Then has anything happened to your parents during that time of quarrel?"

Perhaps because the time of this memory is relatively close, Chiho Aiba's eyes lit up, and he seemed to have a lot of impressions. He opened his eyes wide and turned his phone.

[During that time, relatives and friends at home disappeared and no one came to visit]

[Dad and mom quarrel every day, and they all talk about separation and leaving]

[In addition, my mother begged dad to apologize to someone, but dad refused to do so. I remember my mother smashed her favorite cello and piano, and they even fought]

【But later, I ran away from home and didn’t know what happened later...】

Miss Chiho typing with one hand, pressed her fingers together with her other little hand and turned around in circles, as if she could recall more content.

"Who did you offend..."

Iori was also a little dazed when he heard this, and unconsciously pushed the golden silk mirror frame.

【No more, there will be no more】

In the end, Miss Chiho seemed to be unable to squeeze out any of it, so she sighed helplessly.

"It's okay, let's find Mr. Aoye first."

"Hmm!"

Chiho nodded, and seemed to suddenly remember something, and raised his cell phone to Iori with a smile.

【However, my parents had a good relationship when I was young】

[After teaching me the violin, my father will secretly give me candy]

[It was also the first thing my father discovered when I couldn't speak out]

【only...】

As he was writing, Qiansui lowered his eyes as if he was a little regretful.

After a violent change occurred at home, everything changed.

Gu Wei
To be continued...