"It's disgusting!"

"That's it! How can there be such an uncle!? ”

I sat across from Kazama and Noko, the two of them were a couple who were having a hot fight like me and Asami, and they were also two people with a strong sense of justice in law school, and they immediately came to the door after my notice for help was quietly sent out in the school. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info I didn't think anyone would care about this kind of thing at all, but from this incident, it seems that the Japanese people are better able to distinguish between good and evil than us Chinese.

The train runs slowly towards Aoyama, and by this time it is mid-May, and you can see that most of the cherry blossoms on the distant mountains have already faded. Before that, I had tried to enter the middle world again, but I didn't succeed once. The door of the world is no longer open, maybe that world, along with the little black house and the TV, maple, environmental protection - environmental protection if you can talk, is really just a dream, but I don't need this dream to bring me comfort anymore.

After relieving myself, I said to the two of them: "Thank you for helping me this time, but this matter involves my lover, please keep it confidential, please try not to say it." "I didn't tell Asami about this, and because of that, I was afraid that she would not be mentally prepared. During the holidays, she had to stay in the previous hospital to work and continue to be her little nurse, so that I could have the opportunity to take a leave of absence, compared to Chinese college students, I think the summer vacation of Asami, who has just entered her freshman year, is really long enough, and it was directly from the end of May to September.

"Rest assured, Shiro, we'll make that high ...... What the...... Lang gets the punishment it deserves. ”

"Ninjiro Takami." I laughed and pointed out the slip of the tongue.

"But, Shiro, what should we do?" Naiko, who was a little calmer, asked me.

"Of course it's for this guy to sit in prison!" Kazama waved his fists excitedly, like a radical during the Japanese student movement.

"If you can avoid a lawsuit, you should try not to fight a lawsuit." I comforted both.

"Why, this bastard is unforgivable!"

"He's Asami's uncle after all, and I don't want her to leave any stains on her life."

"But ......"

"Oh, I know, needless to say." I stopped the two people who were still about to speak, and took a sip of the Japanese tea in front of me, which was bitter and difficult to swallow, probably because I often drank alcohol, so I hurt the taste buds on my tongue.

After getting off at Aoyama, we found a restaurant to stop. The last time I came, I was embarrassed like a homeless man because it was my own tent. This time I came to clean up the bastard Takami Ninjiro, and brought my friend with me, of course I couldn't let the three of us eat and live too shabby, so I booked a pretty good three-person suite in advance at a hotel not far from the apartment where Takami Ninjiro lived, and I slept in the single outer room outside, and Noko and Kazama lived in the bedroom inside. Although there is no kitchen in the room, the bathroom is complete. I estimated the time it would take, and after I was done, we would have to cook for another day at most, and we would have to leave for Kanagawa, so I booked three days.

After settling down, we discussed how to clean up the hypocrite, and then we all went to sleep. I survived the night with little hope.

On the second day, I rented a car, Kazama and Noko brought everything they needed, and then set off, which included important documents and a Browning pistol that Kazama had brought with me (I didn't think I was going to bring anything threatening, including guns and other weapons, but Kazama, who was a probationary detective at the Metropolitan Police Department, insisted on bringing this pistol, and I couldn't stop it, after all, I was begging someone to do something, how could I care about what others were doing?). ）。

Like that time, I knocked heavily on the door three times, and went straight in, and sitting at the desk was still the hypocrite of Ninjiro, who was still writing.

"I knew you were coming." He said.

"He's the same Takami...... What the...... Man? Naiko asked me.

"Ningci......" I reminded in a whisper.

"Akiu, you brought them to reclaim the inheritance that belongs to Asami with me, right?" Ninjiro turned his head and saw the Browning pistol spinning in Kazama's hand, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and I couldn't help but shake when I saw his body.

"Yes, but it's originally Asami's thing, we don't have to take it, but you give it back to her, both of these are students of Kanagawa University's law department, but, my strange thing, why do you know I'm coming?" I asked Ninjiro Takami my question.

"I used to send you a text message when you left a month ago, but the moment I sent it, I undid it. I know I won't be able to escape this day. ”

It turned out that the disappeared text message was made by Ninjiro, no wonder I always felt uneasy, and to my surprise, after that, Ninjiro readily agreed to the request, signed the document, promised that he would have any more dealings with Asami, and admitted that I was Asami's new guardian. After a few words of reprimand, we counted the time and left. Before leaving, I could only hear him screaming like crazy.

"Bastards, you're taking everything from me!"

In fact, he was also a tragic man, and after that, combined with the conversation we had with him when we signed the document, I called Mr. Shuichi Takami and learned about this man's past - this poor third-rate writer was unfortunately hit by an avalanche during a mountaineering trip, and only Ninjiro Takami survived, while his wife and daughter were buried in the mountains forever by heavy snow.

"Why is it that my daughter has almost the same appearance as her, but my daughter is dead, but she is alive?"

That hoarse shout actually made me start to sympathize with him a little, he just loved his family too much, and in order to vent his anger at the avalanche of his own family, he chose Asami Moriyama. It was a fury that lost everything, and if it weren't for that disaster, he would have been a good writer, a good husband, and a good father.

"I want to write, to write all the stories about my daughter, but I can't write them, I can't remember what she looks like, even though people who look exactly like her are standing in front of me, but I just can't describe them!"

On the way back, I kept thinking about Ninjiro Takami's words, and I also heard Kazama and Noko cursing incessantly, saying that it was too cheap for this hypocrite.

"I want to see it as a daughter, but I can't because she's not Minako Takami, no! I'm angry, how can I let this woman come and defile the child? I'm going to hurt her in the most cruel way! Hahahahahahaha! Bai Liqiu, just hate me! Hate me, hate me for taking away your cute little girlfriend for a lifetime of youth! Hahahahahahaha! ”

The night passed like this, and the next morning, I bought the newspaper and came back to read it, when Naiko walked in, looking rather anxious.

"White, what's that...... Lang's trick on us! ”

"What!?" I was shocked when the injured glass fell to the ground and shattered into slag, and the coffee was scattered all over the floor.

"When he signed, he used invisible ink!" She handed me the papers, and I hurriedly took them to see that the notes were gone, and sure enough, it was a good thing that things were going so well.

But just as I was about to get angry, I caught a glimpse of a photo on the front page of the newspaper.

"Nako, we don't have to worry about it......" I let out a sigh.

A man lies limply on all fours with an empty bottle of sleeping pills next to him. His eyes widened, and the ground around him was littered with debris. Although his death was very scary and his face was very distorted, I still recognized him at a glance, he was Ninjiro Takami!

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