This is a Western restaurant with a good reputation and an okay environment, and it is already the highest restaurant in Takamori Mako's life circle.

Fei Ziyun cut a small piece of the plate with a knife and fork, put it in the mouth and chewed it slowly, and his eyes fell on the opposite side.

Takamori Mako drew a light makeup, put on a silk shoulder, Tsuneko's little face was already a little red, and a pair of watery eyes under her curved eyebrows also shed a few tears, of course, this is not sad, but Tsuneko has eaten too much food, and she has eaten until she can hold on.

She usually looks very short of oil and water, she just gobbled it up, and her round little belly made Fei Ziyun look at it a few more times.

"I finished it, it was delicious. Tsuiko touched her stomach and felt it swell.

Mako Takamori got up and asked, "Yamada-kun, have you run out?"

Fei Ziyun wiped his mouth and said, "I've finished eating." ”

Hearing this, Mako Takamori went to pay, and the tall waiter in uniform, folded his hands in front of his lower abdomen, bowed slightly, and smiled professionally: "Thank you for your patronage, a total of 35,300 yen." ”

When Mako Takamori looked at the bill, she was shocked and distressed, after all, Takamori's mother and daughter usually save money and have never spent so much money on a meal.

But Takamori Mako immediately realized that she was no longer a poor woman, she was the owner of 1.5 billion yen, although this share would take a few days to be implemented, but she was finally rich, and looking at Tsuko's happy expression, the shadow of Ishiwatari Makoto flashed in her heart, and at the same time she felt even more guilty.

Mako Takamori asked herself, if it weren't for Shinichi Yamada, how much time would she not have let her daughter have a good meal?

Thinking of this, Mako Takamori swiped the card, put her name on the signature of the receipt, and turned around and saluted respectfully: "Yamada-kun, please be sure to rest at my house for the night, please." ”

If it weren't for the fact that the money hadn't arrived yet, and it was Mako Takamori's last bit of savings, she would have had to ask Yamada Shin to stay in a more comfortable hotel.

"Then you'll be in your care, Takamori-san. Fei Ziyun's face lowered and said seriously.

This restaurant is not far from the apartment, ten minutes away, but when stepping into the apartment, Fei Ziyun felt a little strange, listening to two cars at the entrance of the apartment, generally speaking, the parking space is not here, you can stay for a short time, but it will not stop for a long time and affect the traffic.

However, this doubt disappeared as soon as he turned around, only to hear a "pop", the orange lights in the house lit up, and Fei Ziyun sat down, and Takamori Mako thanked Fei Ziyun again.

Under the light, it can be seen that although Mako Takamori is only twenty-eight years old, she has been under pressure for a long time and looks haggard, making her look like she is in her thirties, but if you look closely, you can also see that she has a seven-point appearance, otherwise Yakuza would not have planned to let Mako Takamori become a soup girl.

"Yamada-kun, thank you very much! If it weren't for the deed you sent, our mother and daughter really wouldn't know what to do!"

At the same time, Tsuneko, who was standing next to Mako Takamori, also said, "Thank you, Onisan!"

The petite body bent down and bowed to Fei Ziyun at the same time as Mako Takamori.

Fei Ziyun had no choice but to return the salute again in accordance with the rules of Japan: "This is just what I should do, if you are polite, I will be ashamed." ”

The wind was howling, the rain was tight and the rain was dense and "crackling" hit the window, and a person wearing a raincoat came over with a bento box, distributed them one by one, and when he arrived at one place, he whispered: "Miss Sakagami, I'm really sorry, there is only tempura." ”

"Fujioka-kun, I'm really bothering you. The window opened, and Sakagami Michiko took it, in fact, she knew that many people were sandwiches and rice balls, and her own was already the best food.

As soon as I opened it, the tempura was still hot, and the aroma was revealed, and it could be seen that this time it was made of prawns, and it was formed in hot oil with a thin layer of flour, and I was really hungry at the moment, and I took a bite, which was rich and crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and there was no greasy feeling at all.

"Very nice. "Tempura is not a simple fried ingredient, it is the most technical content in Japanese food, this technique is good, after eating a few bites, she swept it and saw a few people in the car, all of them widened their eyes, and no one was slacking.

"It's coming!" suddenly turned on the intercom and reported.

Sakagami Sanchiko was startled, hurriedly put down the lunch, and saw in the rain, a fog that was not seen carefully and could not be seen clearly, slowly moving, and arrived at the apartment.

This black fog slowly spread in the corridor, gradually covering the floor of Mako Takamori.

Sakagami Sanchiko felt a chill in his heart, took a deep breath, and said, "Each group is ready at any time to intervene directly if necessary. ”

"Understood. "Everybody should do it.

In the apartment, Mako Takamori was getting up to make the bed at this time.

In Japanese movies and television dramas, it is common to see that there are rooms without beds, and people can sleep with only a sheet on the floor and a quilt covered.

In fact, the fundamental reason is that the room is small, it can't accommodate the bed at all, the floor is very cold, the tatami smells a lot during the rainy season, and the bed is comfortable to sleep on.

It can be simply thought that the bed is a little rich Japanese, and the poor are those who lay the floor or tatami mats every day, but there is a paper door, which is a very magical thing, only a few dozen square meters of small space, just separated by a paper door between each other, there is a private space.

The three of them got into their respective quilts side by side, turned off the lamp, and the room fell into darkness for a while, and for the first time there was a stranger's breath in the room, Takamori Mako moved her body a little uneasily, and subconsciously approached the son, but the child was full of food, and the child was thirsty and sleepy, and as soon as he touched the pillow, he fell asleep, making a cute whirring sound.

Takamori Mako's eyes quickly adapted to the darkness, the wind and rain outside the window, the rain hit the glass, making a gurgling sound, in the darkness, she suddenly silently shed tears.

Is it joy or sorrow?

She loves Makoto Ishiwatari, and her happiness has been grasped in her hands, but it suddenly disappeared, is it abandoned?

In fact, not only Tsuneko, but even Mako Takamori always dreamed, and one day when he opened the door, he shouted at the door: "I'm back." ”

But it was never there, and when it was desperate, a twelve-year-old child came over with the will of Makoto Ishiwatari.

Such a child, with a small face and small legs, but with a serious face, sent 1.5 billion yen, and he didn't see anything unusual, it seemed that it was very normal for him.

Is there such a big gap between each other's worlds?

In the dark, she wiped her tears silently, listened to Fei Ziyun's steady breathing with a paper door, and felt that Fei Ziyun was also asleep, what happened today made Takamori Mako really experience great sorrow and joy, ups and downs, and was very tired, so after the mood, she couldn't help but fall into a dream.

It was late at night, and everything was plunged into darkness in the rain.

I don't know how much time passed, Fei Ziyun heard the sound of the wind blowing in and the rain hitting nearby, and couldn't help but be stunned and sat up.

The room was dim, but it was still very clear, the window was open, and because of the wind, the raindrops were slanting in, soaking all parts of the floor.

Strange, I remember that when I fell asleep, the window was closed, and this thought flashed in Fei Ziyun's mind, could it be that the window was not closed properly and was blown open by the wind?

Fei Ziyun got up, quietly stepped on the floor, came to the window, and was about to close, when suddenly, only to hear a "pop", and heard footsteps in the corridor.

Fei Ziyun frowned, closed the window, turned around and pondered, it's almost two or three o'clock in the middle of the night, who came back so late?

Even if it's a Japanese man, he finishes working overtime at eight or nine o'clock, and then drinks and eats supper with his boss to discuss work, and he comes back at about ten o'clock in the evening, right?

I opened the door and looked into the corridor, but I didn't find anyone, and there was a smell in my nose, which I can't tell what it was, but it was a little old.

"It seems like all of a sudden it's ten years old. ”

The corridor looked very deep and long, and there was a wall lamp in the distance, emitting a faint light, but it was more disturbing than the pitch black, Fei Ziyun frowned and turned around, the room seemed to be the same as when he got up, but he didn't feel any breathing, and suddenly shouted: "Gao Sen-san, Xianzi!"

But there was no response.

Fei Ziyun did not hesitate, opened the paper door, although the room was dark, but vaguely saw that there was no one in the quilt not far away, Takamori Mako and Tsuneko were gone.

Fei Ziyun touched the quilt and found that there was still a little residual temperature, at this moment, there seemed to be a little light in the corner of his eye, and when he looked back, the lights of Aoki's house on the other side of the corridor were on, and the figure flashed.

Fei Ziyun took out his wooden knife and headed towards Aoki's house next door.

Aoki's house was not far from Takamori Mako's house, only a few meters, but at this time, Fei Ziyun was walking in the corridor, pitch black, without a trace of sound.

Fei Ziyun arrived at Aoki's house and knocked on the door, but no one responded, and the Aoki house, which was originally lit up, was also dark at this time.

Fei Ziyun pushed it gently, and the door was pushed open, Fei Ziyun frowned, and habitually wanted to turn on the lights of Aoki's house, but found that no matter how he pressed it, it didn't light up.

A gust of wind blew, Fei Ziyun felt cold on his shoulders, as if someone was touching his shoulders, he suddenly turned around, but found that there was no one again.

But Fei Ziyun looked back again, and was shocked, only to see that there was a faint lamp inside, and two corpses appeared on the floor!

One is wearing pink pajamas, looking at it blankly, it is Tsuko, and the other is wearing a purple nightdress, with a pale complexion, blue eyes, and a tongue sticking out, it is Mako Takamori.

Fei Ziyun saw this scene, bent down, touched Yenzi with his fingers, and found that he was not breathing, just when Fei Ziyun was about to check on Takamori Mako's condition, Yenko's corpse suddenly opened his eyes: "Onisan, Onisan, I'm in so much pain!"

Then Takamori Mako's corpse stood up and appeared behind Fei Ziyun, his cold hand was stuck around Fei Ziyun's neck, and he said resentfully: "Why, why did you bring disaster?"

As he spoke, his hands tightened.

Fei Ziyun felt his neck getting tighter and tighter, but he was not nervous, and whispered: "Idiot - broken!"

With a "boom", everything in front of him exploded and turned into nothingness.