"Bump, bump!" The so-called paper fireworks burst open, and colorful strips of paper slowly floated as they swirled.

"Happy Birthday! Miwako!" the voices of men and women mingled with their blessings.

"You ......" Miwako Sato was a little surprised, looking at the scene in front of her blankly.

"What are you two doing?" Maybe it's because she dislikes the lack of people, Miwako Sato doesn't like it, and she twists her eyebrows in a dissatisfied tone.

It's Sunday morning, and Miwako Sato's birthday party will be held tonight, and now Mizuma and Yumi Miyamoto are helping to decorate the party's home at the venue where Miwako Sato's home is held.

As for the cliché plot that makes everyone pretend not to remember Miwako's birthday and spends her money before secretly preparing for a party, it seems that Mizuma Moon has played it before she joined the Metropolitan Police Department.

"Don't be angry, because I don't know the effect of these colored paper flowers, what if they don't work or don't work?" said Miyamoto with a grin.

"yes, anyway, there's a spare part left, so it's okay to try it first, why don't you want Miwako to try one too?" said Mizumatsuki, holding a used up bucket of flowers, and looked around as she looked around to throw garbage.

"Oh yes, I just swept the floor!" Miwako jumped to her feet in anger at the indifferent look of these two guys.

"Ahh Yumi Miyamoto said with a smile as she folded her hands.

Miwako Sato wanted to continue the seizure, but just then Miwako Sato's mother came in and interrupted her.

"Don't be busy kids, let's have some snacks. ”

Shui Jianyue couldn't cry or laugh, what time was the snack prepared in the morning, in fact, she was the most busy.

However, Mizuma Moon felt that the time was not appropriate, but some people thought it was appropriate.

"Okay, good!" Yumi Miyamoto's eyes lit up, staring brightly at the small snack brought by Aunt Sato.

"This year, you two will help Miwako clean up. Aunt Sato looked at Yumi Miyamoto, who was gobbling up, with a smile on her face, and looked at Mizuma by the way.

"Haha......" Mizuma Moon blushed a little, but it seems that Miwako Sato has not told Aunt Sato about the relationship between the two, and Mizuma Moon will not say it before confirming this.

"Hideyoshi, that lazy bastard, as soon as I said that I would come to help me clean up my things today, I just wanted to be lazy today!" Yumi Miyamoto stuffed her mouth like a fat hamster, and then squeezed a few words out of her mouth with her cheeks bulging high.

"Cram school?Is he a student?graduate student?" Mizuma Yumi's boyfriend Mizuma Moon met before, that is, after the case where Takagi and Miyamoto Yumi pretended to be the bride and groom, and it turned out that Miyamoto Yumi's boyfriend also misunderstood Mizuma Moon and Miyamoto Yumi, in Mizumatsuki's impression, it was a sloppy and unkempt man, but his eyes were full of shrewdness.

"What is he doing?" Yumi Miyamoto recalled from the posture of looking up at the ceiling, making Mizumatsuki a little worried about whether she would be choked: "I forgot again, but it's definitely not a student, if I associate with a student, I must feel guilty!"

"Then what cram school does he go to?" Mizuma Moon gossiped a little.

"It's like a cram school, it seems like some kind of guidance or something. Yumi Miyamoto really can't seem to recall: "He seems to have said something about the competition, but looking at his weak appearance, he shouldn't be an athlete, right?"

"Are you talking about Yumi's boyfriend?" Aunt Sato also seemed interested in the topic of the two of them, "I remember the last time I saw Yumi walking with that young man, right? ”

Yumi Miyamoto remembered this: "It's all because Stinkyoshi is too lazy, and I cut his hair after being told by my aunt last time." ”

For no reason, Mizuma remembered the last time I saw Yumi's boyfriend, the bohemian weeds were still the kind that had been gnawed.

Miwako Sato suddenly clapped her palms with both hands, "Ha! I said how the hairstyle was so weird last time I saw him, it turned out to be your handiwork!" As a best friend, Miwako Sato is naturally Yumi's boyfriend who has met.

"What do you mean weird?" Yumi Miyamoto exclaimed very aggrievedly: "It's obviously very avant-garde fashion elements, okay!" The most terrible thing about aesthetic failure is that the parties themselves are not conscious.

"Fashion?" Miwako Sato didn't say much, but her stunned and incredulous eyes had already expressed her opinion vividly.

"What do you mean!" Yumi Miyamoto stopped doing it: "It's obviously Miwako, you don't understand fashion!

"Soil?" Hearing the word, Miwako Sato was not happy.

"That's what it is, Mizuma, shouldn't Miwako's hairstyle be changed to be pretty?" Yumi Miyamoto, who suddenly became aggressive, burned the flames of war to Mizuma's body.

Mizuma Moon was stunned by Yumi Miyamoto's question, and she should have answered immediately without thinking about what she didn't need, but as a result, the appearance of Miwako with a different hairstyle appeared in her mind.

Miwako, who has long hair and waist-length hair......

Miwako of Ponytail......

Miwako with shawl hair......

Miwako with wavy curly hair......

Miwako with a bow tiara......

Miwako with a cat-ear hairpin......

There are a lot of Miwako floating in front of Mizuma Tsuki's eyes, and there are some strange pictures mixed in with them.

In fact, a lot of these pictures don't need to be supplemented by Mizuma's brain, many of which he has already seen, yes, plainclothes tasks and wigs.

Because short hair is easier to wear wigs, or because Miwako is one of the few female police officers in the entire Metropolitan Police Department who can handle it, in short, Mizuma Moon can often see the image of Miwako Sato's casual clothes becoming a trend on the current bad street, not to mention that the hairstyles are naturally diverse, it can be said that the male props in the Metropolitan Police Department's casual clothes props are shared by all police officers, and the female props are dedicated to Miwako.

But even so, Mizuma Moon still fell into his own imagination, and there were only all kinds of Miwako spinning in his eyes.

"Hey, hey!" one of Miwako, suddenly moved.

Mizuma Moon blinked, yes, it did move.

"Come back to your senses! Come back to your senses!" it was a blonde Miwako, screaming with her mouth open, and it was getting bigger and bigger.

No, it's not getting bigger, it's getting closer!

"Wow!" Mizuma looked at the face of Miwako, who was close at hand, stunned, not the one in fantasy, but a real person.

"Have you finally come to your senses? Is my hairstyle so hard for you to evaluate?" Miwako Sato asked very angrily, obviously Mizuma Tsuki's slow response to the answer made her very unhappy.

"No, it's not ......" Mizuma Yue knew that she was in trouble, and waved her hand again and again, while letting her body retreat, she searched her intestines and scraped her stomach, thinking about what reason to use to prevaricate Miwako.

"It's really not suitable to wear a crown. Shifting his gaze to Miwako Sato's crisp short hair, Mizuma Moon Ghost sent a sentence.

"What?" Miwako Sato was stunned, and the fist that was about to start directly froze in mid-air.

How does this make me put on a crown for my princess...... Mizuma Moon was going to say this next. But after glancing at Aunt Sato, who was still looking at her with a smile, she held back this sentence in time.

"I mean, the paper crown for you, you have a hard hairstyle, I remember last year when I was blowing out a candle and it fell off and almost caused a fire. Mizuma pointed to the cardboard crown that came with the cake.

"Are you idiot thinking about this kind of thing?" Miwako Sato's expression did not improve, but became more terrifying.

"Why don't you pinch it?" Mizuma tilted her head, looking exactly like the prisoner in the interrogation room who was still going to fill garlic.

At this time, Aunt Sato, who had been watching the excitement from the side, saw that her daughter seemed to be really angry, and quickly interrupted: "Eh, yes, look at the old woman, what I said, I made you so excited!"

"yes, aren't you talking about Stinkyoshi's dirty hair?" Miyamoto recalled as she chewed on the snack in her mouth, "And you guys are questioning my aesthetics! Sure enough, let me make a look for Miwako myself as a gift!" Miyamoto Yumi still seemed to think that there was no problem with her aesthetics, and Miwako Sato, who was dancing with her teeth and claws, stretched out her hand as she spoke.

"Well, if you really think that's beautiful, you don't want your hairstyle to be as regular as it is now. Mizuma Yue couldn't stand Yumi Miyamoto's tricks, and pierced.

Miwako Sato also reacted, slapped away her best friend's salty pig hand, pinched Yumi Miyamoto's face and kneaded and pulled fiercely: "I was almost fooled into by you, in fact, you didn't prepare a gift and wanted to get by, right?"

"Alright, alright. Taking advantage of the two of them fighting to put the last piece of dim sum into their mouths, Mizuma Yue persuaded him: "There are still so many things that have not been arranged, let's start work quickly, I feel that this year's workload is more than last year's, and I knew that I should call someone again." He gestured to the pile of party decorations in the corner.

"It's not like you, why do you buy so many things?" mentioned Mizuma Tsuki, and said that Miwako Sato had more to say: "These things are obviously twice as many as last year, right? How many houses are you going to decorate?"

"I was going to rent a villa for a party, it's not that you don't want to ......be at home like you used to," a deep-pocketed nouveau riche didn't think it was his problem.

"Of course, it's okay to celebrate your birthday as usual, but is there anything more worthy of grand celebration this year than in the past?" Miwako Sato turned her head, not understanding Mizuma's thoughts.

"Of course, it's to celebrate that you're thirty years old, and you can start running four!" said Mizumatsuki excitedly, as if it was really a good thing.

"You'd better die!" Miwako Sato picked up the salute paper tube that Mizuma had just placed on the ground and smashed it hard.

It's not too easy to reason and dodge with Shui Jianyue's skills, but at this time, Shui Jianyue suddenly thought about whether to dodge, block or be beaten, and the result was ...... I was beaten in the stunned kung fu.

"Bang!" The power of the paper tube is not ordinary, at least the sound is a little scary.

"Hey, it's okay, why have you been stunned today?" Miwako Sato was startled, quickly threw away the paper tube, and ran over to see the situation of Mizuma Tsuki.

"Hiss......" touched his forehead, Shui Jianyue gasped, this time she was suffering, it was really ...... It doesn't seem to hurt?

"It doesn't seem to hurt?" Mizuma Yue blinked and said what was in her heart again.

"Then you'd better die!" Miwako Sato saw that Mizuma was fine, and turned to look for the stick just now.

"Miwako, don't be like a child!" Aunt Sato suddenly disciplined Miwako Sato rarely, piggybacking on a majestic look is the first time I've seen Mizumazuki.

"Hi~" Miwako Sato suddenly got off Mizuma's body like a frosted eggplant. （？！）

"I'll start arranging, otherwise I won't be able to finish it before noon, so Miwako will come and help me get something." Aunt Sato commanded, and her majestic temperament made Mizuma Moon and Miyamoto Yumi involuntarily become serious.

"Hey!"*3

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"Then I'll take a look at the guest room, and there's nothing to tidy up. Miwako Sato thought that her mother had called her out just to stop their fight, so she came out after her mother and pointed to the guest room.

"Wait a minute, you come over to me first. Aunt Sato pulled Miwako and ran to the end of the porch.

"What's wrong?" Miwako asked inexplicably.

"You and Mizuma...... What step is it now?" asked Aunt Sato very bluntly.

"Mom, what are you talking about!" Miwako Sato was very sure that she hadn't confessed to her mother about herself and Mizumatsuki, so her first reaction was to deny it directly: "I'm ...... with him"

But looking at my mother's determined gaze, I couldn't say the words 'no special relationship'.

"Why don't you deny it like before?" The mother looked at Miwako like a police officer seeing a prisoner who had no way back, a little banter, mainly a smug emotion: "Hang up the phone and chat all night, really your mother can't do it?"

"Just calling...... It's just a lot, isn't it?" Miwako didn't dare to look at her mother's eyes, scratching her face and saying hesitantly.

"You didn't have this habit before, did you? Learn from Mizuma?" Aunt Sato grabbed Miwako's small movements and continued to say to herself: "I think this kid in Mizuma is still quite good, steady and reliable, and the future should be very good, right?

"What are you talking about, what do you do, you can't do it......" Miwako understood what her mother meant, and pretended not to understand.

"I remember that the child seems to be an orphan, right? But it's okay that you two won't have a burden in the future, only I, an old woman, can help you take care of your grandchildren......" Aunt Sato ignored Miwako's face getting redder and redder, and continued: "And you're already thirty years old, and you can already walk at this time, Mizuma He deliberately reminded you of this matter, maybe he just wanted to propose!"

"Ask for ...... Ask, propose!" The rosy on Miwako's face finally reached the limit of color science, and she couldn't even speak.

In Miwako Sato's mind, she imagined if she hadn't interrupted Mizuma just now, but had asked him to continue......

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