Chapter 425: Yuma (Fourth Shift)

Shiga Prefecture is located at an important juncture between the coastal prefectures of the island country and the region, so it has a well-developed transportation network around the eastern side of Lake Biwa.

When you're not in a hurry, taking a train or bus from Maibara City to enjoy the scenery of Lake Biwa is the easiest way to get to Otsu City.

"Ticket vending machine, found."

Michiko stood awkwardly in front of the ticket machine, the first time she had used such an instrument.

"Stations, lines, money, ah, it's a bit expensive, it's okay, the money is enough." Michiko put the pocket money he had saved in the coin slot.

The price of route transportation in the island country is not uniform, and the route is cheap and expensive depending on the operating company.

It was just dawn, and it was the first time that Sanchiko left the school route and ran to the station alone, and after getting the ticket, she immediately shrunk and sat on the bench.

Fear, fear, all sorts of news of children being killed make small places seem unsafe.

The train arrives at 5:15 a.m., so I'll have to wait a little longer.

She looked down at the red children's shoes on her feet, mixed with worry, excitement, and fear in her heart.

Isn't it bad to run out in such a hurry?,And talking to Sister Angel like that.,If Sister Angel is really angry with herself.,How to explain Ayako's complaints in the future.。

While the three thousand children were thinking nonsense, the old employee in the guard room came over with a hat, and he observed for a few minutes, and the little child was sitting alone on the bench.

"Kid, are you riding alone......

was taken aback, Sanqianzi almost fell to the ground with a bang, she shook her head as hard as she could: "No, no, I was with my mother, she just happened to go to the toilet, and she came back soon." ”

"Yes, with adults."

"Uh-huh!!"

"Bang bang."

At the end of the sleeper, a train with its headlights on roared by, shattering the gray sky.

Trains are imagery in the eyes of many people, and there are train enthusiasts all over the world who carry the blessings of Lake Biwa, and the train running on the shores of Lake Biwa is a famous object in the photographer's camera.

Avoiding the sight of the railway employees, the three thousand sons immediately boarded the train after checking the tickets.

Because of the harsh climate, the population of the island coast is not large, and the railway traffic on this line does not carry many passengers, and in addition, it is early in the morning, and the few seats around Michiko are empty.

Someone was snoring in the carriage, someone had just woken up, and there was a faint smell of food.

The breakfast made by Yonehara Ang was too unpalatable, and when he arrived in Otsu City, he didn't know if he could buy a meal with his pocket money.

Otsu City is also a big city.

"Hum hum."

Feeling the power of the train moving forward, looking at Lake Biwa, which suddenly appeared and slowly retreated outside the window, the light of the water and sky was reflected in both of the eyes of the three chikos.

…………

Otsu City.

The city where the government station is located is a little more imposing, and although it is still dominated by low-rise houses, you can also see a few tall buildings.

But there is some truth in the thinking of some people in Tokyo, and the whole island country is full of villages except for our Tokyo!

The monks in the temple are sweeping up the garbage on the street with brooms, and as clergy, in addition to playing the role of psychologists, the remaining role may be to clean the door.

The surrounding residents are buried in the temple cemetery, and it is not an ancient temple, and few people from other places come to buy posthumous real estate.

Seeing the tall jade wood walking to the gate of the courtyard, the monk bowed his head and said kindly: "Hello." ”

No matter who the monk sees in the cemetery, such a smile can make the mourners feel that the monk seems to recognize him, and the sad days are brightened because of this smile.

It turns out that I am also more or less a character, and the monks in the temple still remember me.

Meticulous religious service etiquette.

"Hmm."

Yumu was just holding a white flower for memorial purposes in his hand, and there was no one else beside him, that's all, simple to the bone.

"Eight rows in, turn left, fifth, well, it's this."

A small tombstone appeared in front of Yumu, and compared to the surrounding forest of magnificent tombstones that were more than half a person tall, this monument could only be said to be a dwarf.

Just like the people under the monument in life.

【Yuma Tamaki】

The inscription on the stele is also extremely simple, as if afraid that others will find out their past from the clues, and use the most modest font.

Not to mention a brief life introduction and epitaph, there is not a single black and white photo on the tombstone.

"Mom, that's it, I wish you all the best in heaven."

"Brother, let's go."

"Uh-huh,"

A pair of people in their thirties and forties, who looked like sisters and brothers, put a bouquet of flowers in front of the tombstone, and immediately got up and left.

When Tamaki entered, the two seemed to have just crouched down, and by the time he reached the tombstone, the two had finished their work.

Individuals have their own joys and sorrows, and Yumu is very open.

I don't know if anyone will go to the grave to say anything after I die.

"Huh."

Placing the sacrificial flowers in front of the tombstone, Dean Tamaki folded his hands and closed his eyes in contemplation.

After the two sisters and brothers left, the cemetery was so quiet that the sound of the monk sweeping the floor could be heard for a while.

"Two flowers."

The monk cleaned up rustily, and a white joke grew next to the tombstone, so that counting the one he put on his own, there were two flowers at a time.

But it's still far from the colorful ones in front of other tombstones.

"Very good, two flowers."

Tamaki took out her phone and looked at the time, Ayako should still be sleeping, even if there is a letter of introduction and wants to have surgery, she has to follow the arrangement.

"Time flies very fast, and it flies very slowly, not long after you left, you and the fart Mihara returned to the welfare home with a bag full of bags."

"He's not fit to be in society, oh, yes, I told you about it three years ago."

"Then change something you don't know......"

"Yuma, the little girl is now seven years old."

"Elementary school student, first grade."

"It's safe, but the injury on my foot is still there."

"I didn't expect it, you deliberately hid from Mihara to Otsu City, some things still can't be avoided, today I took her to see the doctor, and I also came to see you by the way."

"If it ...... at the time"

Tamaki was half-squatting on the ground, and was just about to touch the tombstone with his hand when the mobile phone in his pocket rang.

An unfamiliar phone number, but it's a local call from Shiga Prefecture.

Adoptive family? Foster child?

"Hello? Hello, I'm Tamaki ......"

"Dean Tamaki, did the three thousand sons go to you?"

It's a woman's voice, and after the divorce and semi-resignation, Dean Tamaki and women entered a semi-insulated state.

This young voice should be, Takahashi is poor, how did this angel get the phone?

No, the question is three thousand sons?

"Three thousand sons?"

"She went to Otsu City to find Ayako."