"Wow!" This summer, when he saw the clown head close at hand, he was so frightened that he took three steps back and sat down in a chair at the station.

"Hehehe......" The culprit who scared her weak legs pinched her small waist, crossed her big thick legs, stood in a bewitching posture, and flew over with a wink.

The red and white oil paint on Hisoka's face is enough to make people tremble. Two snow-white cheeks, stars on one side and teardrops on the other. Hisoka's deep silhouette, high eyebrow bones, and slender eyes are very unsuitable for this kind of horror makeup, because it will make him look ten times more terrifying......

If there's anything really scared in this world this summer, it's the clown, not the bugs that make her feel disgusted.

Jokers are scary.

This notion was established when she watched a movie as a child that portrayed a psychopathic killer in a clown costume and dismembered the corpse, deepened her impression after she saw the real-life version of the clown attacking passers-by at night, and became an indelible memory after she dreamed that Uncle McDonald was running after her with a grin on fried chicken.

If Ronald McDonald is a slightly exaggerated kind uncle, then Hisoka, with his face twisted and eyes narrowed, is an out-and-out perverted demon.

Immediately frightened, his legs were weak, and he tried to breathe and calm his feelings, and tried to stand up.

"Hisoka......"

"Uh-huh~~" Hisoka bit his nails in a good mood.

"What apple?" This summer, I sorted out my love affair and tried not to look at the clown dress that made her scalp tingle.

Hisoka didn't answer her. Didn't even look at her. Hisoka was trying to bite a thread around the neck of his clown suit......

This summer, he laughed dryly twice. Being ignored or something, it can't make her depressed anymore. Looking at such an idiot Hisoka, maybe it can cure her clown phobia. She left the happy Hisoka and continued to walk towards her destination. Today, I said that I would investigate whether there are any prohibited stores.

"Eh!"

Just walked over, and this summer realized that something was wrong: how...... These "begging for good...... There are more and more beggars who give money?! There are two large rows along the street, densely squatting there, with the same posture, the same donation box, only the begging written on the piece of paper under the feet is clearly different.

It's worth it!

When one or two of them can be regarded as a "landscape", when a group appears, it becomes a "atmosphere", and the strictness of the two is completely different. If it is uploaded to the Internet by someone who cares, it will be for this summer -

"You didn't listen to me......" At this moment, Hisoka suddenly jumped in front of him, a face so close that he could see the pores that were exposed behind the oil paint.

This summer was suddenly startled again, and asked hard, "Even if I heard it, I was scared to forget about you." What did you say? ”

Hisoka said, "I'm ~ saying~ oh~ give me back my big apple......"

So what the hell is the Big Apple? I didn't take your big apple! This summer complained in his heart, and when he saw the two lines of unseemly beggars on the road, he suddenly came up with a solution. She said, "Okay...... I don't have the Big Apple for you, but you can hang a sign like them. It says 'Ask for good...... Just give me the big apple.' ”

Hisoka's long, narrow eyes widened. This summer, I realized that this guy's pupils are really petite compared to his narrow eyes, and they are so petite that they become four white eyes when they open their eyes wide. I heard that the face is worse than Takasugi Shinsuke's three white eyes, and there are only four white eyes. Congratulations to Hisoka for being the worst-looking guy I've ever known this summer.

The four-eyed Hisoka quickly returned to his normal state, his long, thin eyes crooked, as fierce and persistent as some kind of beast. He snorted and laughed twice: "Sounds good~"

Then with a whoosh, he disappeared.

Call.

Sent away Hisoka, who had just breathed a sigh of relief this summer, and immediately encountered a new situation. A child came running towards him, and when he left again, he had an extra letter of entrustment in his hand this summer.

It was a very formal letter of entrustment. This summer, I looked around for the child who hit her just now, and I still saw a trace. She carefully opened the letter. Although the cover and letter paper are very formal NET town standard letter of entrustment, when opened, there is only one sentence:

"Please grant Akaji's wish."

It's as simple as that.

The place where the payment was made said was Shintaro Midorima. So, Midorima is the principal?

Whether it's Akaji or Midorima, I don't know each other this summer. She could only look up blankly and look around for the child just now, trying to catch some clues. Although I don't know each other, I vaguely feel that this summer has a vague feeling that the surname Akaji seems to have been seen somewhere......

"Little Summer...... Look~"

At this time, Hisoka, who had disappeared with a swish, swooped out again. I don't know where he took off the makeup on his face, but the comparison before and after actually gave this summer the illusion of "ah, although this is a perverted sadist, he is so good-looking". The returned Hisoka wore a small wooden sign around his neck that read "Please...... Hearts give the big apple ~~~"

"You...... You...... Well. This summer originally wanted to say, "You can really do it", but then I thought it was nonsense, so I changed my words and said: "You are so strong in action, hehehe." ”

Hisoka's waist twisted, and his slender fingers stretched forward. Smirked.

I saw ten fingers on his hands, each with two or three mobile phones between his fingers, some large and some small, and the iconic bitten apple pattern on the back of the phone was so dazzling that even this summer, a woman who is used to seeing big storms can't help but open her lips slightly, temporarily speechless.

That's what it is...... ...... given by well-wishers Apple? It turns out that there are so many well-wishers in his jurisdiction, are they so rich?! It's only been a little while, so much?

"Uh-huh...... I drove them all away~~ Now I'm the only one who can play the game of asking for good Samaritans...... "Hisoka began to build a triangular tower with all kinds of apple numbers given by well-wishers, because the apples are very thin, so the tower looks good......

"Good...... Good. "Well, that's good. This summer thought, at least, the purpose was achieved. It's Hisoka.

Suddenly, looking at the big wooden sign hanging around Hisoka's neck, something suddenly occurred to him this summer.

"Hisoka, when you drove people away just now, did you see a girl who said on her sign, 'Please beg for help~~ Xinren help, I want to see my male god Akaji'?" Asked this summer.

Siso, who was busy building the apple tart, said without looking up, "No." ”

Hey? Have you already seen the male god and left?

Sisoka said, "There is a man whose sign says "Ask for good...... People give money, I also want to see my male god Seijuro Akaji~~"

Right! That's the man!

"Where's that guy?" This summer didn't care that Hisoka deliberately made it bad, and continued to ask.

Hisoka gnawed his fingers: "Well...... Who knows~"

Hisoka has found a new type of apple toy, and although the way to play it is more special, it will only interest him, and of course he will not have time to pay attention to this summer. This summer silently glanced at the tall apple tower, sighed, and immediately found the clue himself.

She took the envelope containing the power of attorney and looked at it, and sure enough, she found a clue - because the envelope was the standard model of Nit Town, that is, in the lower right corner of the back of the envelope, the name of the store to which the letter receiving the consultant belonged would be printed. It is very likely that the letter was written by the writer in his own envelope. This summer, I found light blue lettering on the back of the envelope, which read: "Basketball Research Society".

This is a letter from the Basketball Research Society, huh?

This summer rubbed her fingers over the words, remembering if she had seen the house somewhere. It turned out that it didn't. Maybe it's not on one of the streets that frequented this summer? As she walked, she wanted to ask someone if there were any members of the same research group.

At this time, suddenly a ball of paper smashed into this summer's head.

This summer turned back sharply, and instead of seeing a suspicious person, she saw Sasuke who was following her not far away. Well, his professional secrecy work is so good that he forgets that there is such a personal deposit this summer, and this summer picks up the paper ball and opens it.

"What's going on!" Just one look.

It was a painting. Painted ...... I can barely tell it's a person. Unkempt and prickly hair, parallelogram eyes, jaws that can poke a dead man's chin, and a rudimentary camisole (?) with a big "4" written on it......

This is...... What the heck? This summer suspects that this paper ball is Sasuke's prank, but thinking about Sasuke's image all along, and thinking that he won't do such a thing, sure enough, Sasuke saw that this summer was looking at him, and immediately shook his head calmly.

"Hmm...... I hate it, people's numbers are not on the chest, but on the back~~ and it's fake~~" Hisoka didn't know where to come from at this time, and stretched out his head to look at the paper ball in his hand.

"This, is this what you painted?!" This summer, it dawned on him to look Hisoka up and down: scratching the hair with hairspray and standing up backwards; elongated phoenix eyes close to parallelogram; It can poke a dead man's jaw. It's just that the clothes don't look alike, maybe the painting style is too strange to express? As for number four...... Who knows what it is, anyway, Hisoka himself recognized it, saying that it was his number.

"It's not ......" Unexpectedly, when this summer had already accepted the statement that "this is the painted Hisoka", Hisoka flatly denied it. He laughed for a while, and then said, "This is not me......

"...... "Then you just suddenly came over and said what "someone's number"! Normal people's minds will immediately think that this is the painting of you!