The rain curtain that fell from the sky, Zai Lan never stopped from the moment he woke up, and the gloomy sky made it impossible to see the specific time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info reluctantly walked to a pavilion in a park, and Arashi, who was sheltering from the rain through the eaves, casually took out the money he had just grabbed from his pocket.

Counting the bills in her hand, Arashi couldn't help but laugh, she couldn't remember how long it had been since she had done something like this. I have the impression that even in the first "Wanderer", he also grew up under the wings of his master.

Maybe it's because of the rain, maybe it's because of the date, there aren't many people in the park today. After looking around, Arashi naturally noticed a figure crouching under a tree in the distance.

That little ghost is still following?Lan naturally frowned, since the little ghost said the words 'I want to follow you', he didn't know how to answer for a while, just silently turned away.

I thought that the little ghost would be lost after walking for a while, but I really didn't expect her to follow her all the time. Arashi tilted her head and walked to the guardrail, looking at the little ghost crouching in the shade of a tree in the distance to hide from the rain.

"Hey!"

As if he shuddered because of the unexpected voice, the trembling little ghost raised his face, and with a bewildered gaze in his daze, he was naturally looked at by Lan.

"Come here. Arashi beckoned at her.

With water stains dripping from his clothes, he trotted all the way to the pavilion and looked at Arashi timidly. She wasn't afraid, she was just worried that the person in front of her would drive her away. Because at this moment, she has no place to go back.

"How old are you, what's your name?"

"My name is ...... Sakura, five years old. Sakura Makiri, who lowered her head, crossed her hands behind her back, and her uneasy face made her voice speak to a certain extent.

Lan, who had some difficulty to hear clearly, silently compared the heights of the two. The height of a five-year-old ghost can reach his chest, so his current height should be about twelve or thirteen years old. Because of living in an orphanage as a child, Lan's physical development has been slower than that of her peers, and it was not until Sister Yun started working that her food and nutrition gradually improved.

Shaking off the distractions in his mind, Arashi looked back at the imp who was extremely uneasy because of his silence, and the black hair that was overly eary covered the imp's eyes because of the messy relationship between the bangs. The slightly immature little face still has some unclean stains.

Probably from a fall while following her, Arashi could see that the imp's knees were marked red, mixed with small pieces of dirt.

"Let's go. Sighing helplessly, Arashi stepped forward and patted her on the head, and then took the lead out of the gazebo. Just took a step, stopped slightly after stepping down the steps, and Arashi, who turned sideways, looked strangely at the little ghost who was still standing in the pavilion.

"Hey, what are you doing in a daze? Go take a shower, you're going to catch a cold in wet clothes like this. ”

The helpless Sakura Makiri, after hearing this sentence again, finally couldn't hold back the tears in her eyes. She desperately walked out of the pavilion with her head down, and she didn't want the other party to see the scene of her crying, because no one would like to have an extra girl around her who cries her nose at every turn.

Lan, who didn't have much interest in talking for a while, just quietly slowed down and always maintained a posture of walking side by side with the little ghost.

The search for the bathhouse went unexpectedly smoothly, and Arashi easily discovered its existence in a random place that seemed to be a residential area. But before going in, Arashi took the imp to buy a set of fitted clothes that could be changed and washed.

The price of the bathhouse is very low, with Sakura, who is only five years old, charging only 70 yen, and Arashi, who clearly looks much older, being charged 170 yen.

At the time when Sakura had made an appointment, Arashi, who was finally relieved, couldn't wait to get into the men's bathhouse on the side. After picking up the hot water cable and pouring it on his head, and then washing his body, Arashi quickly walked into the hot tub.

Because it was still afternoon, there were not many people in the bathhouse at this time. Arashi, who occupies a pool alone, then rests for a moment and feels the changes in his body.

In terms of the strength of the arm, it is about the same as that of an eighteen or nineteen years old. The energy in the body has also been suppressed to a pitiful level, is this the retribution of the so-called 'stowaway'?

If he came to this world with Red Lotus according to the normal process, he would be tacitly recognized as the existence of the original people by the world consciousness because of the relationship between the origin power of his whole body, and except for suffering a little discomfort just before he arrived, it would not be as bad as now.

And appearing in this world like this, the strength of the body will be suppressed to such an extent, which is reasonable in Lan's opinion. I just hope that this 'sequelae' doesn't last too long in the body, after all, that disgusting old man doesn't seem to have the intention of giving up.

But instead of caring about this, Arashi discovered a more important situation. Where will he sleep tonight? He can't sleep on the street or in the park again, right? And what will he live on in the future?

"Haha...... Interesting experience. Arashi, who felt that the experience at this moment was a little heartstringy, leaned back in the hot tub alone and laughed, this kind of embarrassment that had never happened before, but reminded him of a lot of interesting memories.

With this slightly strange pleasure in mind, the playful Arashi kicked his legs twice in the water, causing some unhappiness among the adults in the other pool. But soon, the man screamed.

Because the proprietress in the kimono didn't know what kind of mentality she was in, she pushed open the door of the bathhouse and walked in, and her bold eyes swept the few guests in the bathhouse majestically.

"Hey, that white-haired little ghost!" the proprietress who looked forty miles away crossed her waist and pointed at Zai Lan, "Your sister has a fever and fainted, hurry up and change her clothes and come out." ”

Hearing this, Arashi was surprised at first, and then quickly understood that the other party was talking about the little ghost named Sakura.

Wait until Arashi has changed her clothes and hurries into the hall. You can see the arrogant proprietress squatting on the ground, changing the towel on her forehead for the little ghost lying on the chair.

"Thank you, sorry for your inconvenience. Hurriedly walked to the other party's side to take over the work, Arashi tried to put the back of his hand on the imp's forehead, and immediately felt the imp's abnormal body temperature.

"Go out and turn left, go straight 500 meters and there is a clinic, and the doctor's name is Noma. The style is not only bold, but even the boss lady who speaks unusually neatly helped Lan carry the little ghost on her back, and took the umbrella from the side, "Hurry up and take your sister to the doctor, what are your parents thinking? Let the two children run around in the rain?!"

Although listening to the other party's fierce words, Lan smiled gently and thanked him, "I've caused you trouble, boss lady." ”

"Go, go, go. Returning to the counter, Obasang waved his hand impatiently, "If you don't have the money to pay for the consultation, you can tell the doctor that you are a guest of the bathhouse." ”

"Thank you. Although she had money, Lan nodded her head and thanked the proprietress for her kindness, and then picked up her umbrella and rushed into the rain.

Running in the rain again, Lan, who felt that he had always been nervous since he came to this world, couldn't help but complain in his heart about what he had suffered. It's just that when his gaze looked at the little ghost's red and hot cheeks, he couldn't help but speed up his pace. (To be continued.) )