Rina Asakawa looked at the analgesic spray in Nishijoshi's hand and some children's analgesic patches in a daze.

It took her a while to react:

"Is this all for me?"

She lowered her little face, not daring to look at the Xicheng style, and secretly pulled her midi skirt, trying to cover the bruises on her calves.

Rina Asakawa doesn't want to continue to accept Nishijo-style kindness - in fact, there are neighbors who see her miserable life and show kindness to her on weekdays.

But in the face of these kindnesses, Rina Asakawa politely refused.

It's not that she doesn't need help, it's that Rina Asakawa is worried that she won't be able to do this in the future.

It's one thing for someone to help you, but it's another thing to remember kindness in your heart.

Rina Asakawa is a little girl with a heart, even if she is only in the fifth grade of elementary school now, and her height is now 1.3 meters, she may be a little too short, or she may not be very sensible, but she also understands the importance of knowing the grace of the map.

This is also the reason why she worked hard to scrub the Xicheng-style quilt cover-

The cold water was so cold that her fingers were red and a little stinging.

So you can't owe each other any more favors here! If you owe it any longer, you really can't pay it back.

Rina Asakawa turned her little head, thinking about how she could politely refuse without embarrassing Nishijo-shiki.

But before she could speak, Xicheng Shi had already stuffed things into her hands, turned around and re-entered the rental room.

He didn't say a word, just nodded to her before entering the door, and finally closed the door with his backhand.

"Ahh

Rina Asakawa opened her mouth, then shrunk her head again.

The cold wind is blowing again.

The short and medium hair was blown close to his ears, and the pale white thin padded jacket on his body could no longer withstand the cold.

Rina Asakawa's small round face was frozen and wrinkled.

She rubbed her hands together and stood in place for a long time, seeing that Xicheng didn't mean to come out, she looked at the things in her hand again-

She finally bowed to the Westside-style room and whispered 'thank you'.

Then he limped and hesitated to walk back.

......

Back at home, the Xicheng style is still somewhat emotional.

There is a saying in Japan that "a child from a poor family is born and his life is over."

Children from poor families must work and study in order to study, while children from rich families are born with a higher starting point, can afford to go to a good school, learn talents, and the gap will widen more and more.

This phenomenon is especially acute in a high-spending city like Tokyo.

Learn? If you can't even pay the tuition fee, how can you study?

Step up your game? If you can't even fill your stomach, why talk about studying hard?

Japan has conducted a detailed investigation.

After graduating from high school, most of them choose to work in the social sector, and only a small number of them choose to enter university for further study.

Therefore, Rina Asakawa's future is almost visible at a glance...

Thinking of Rina Asakawa who was wearing a light white thin cotton jacket and her small round face was red from the cold, Nishijo shook her head and put away the sigh in her heart.

After a while, he felt that he was too pretentious again, and laughed twice.

How about Rina Asakawa has nothing to do with him at all.

So there's no point in worrying about it - he can't adopt Rina Asakawa anyway, right?

"Let's take a look at the map of the distribution of weird and supernatural events."

While eating a quick lunch, Xichengshi scanned the map stored on his phone.

He's already chosen a few locations, and he'll be able to go out tonight.

"Speaking of which, that round-faced boy today seems to be looking for a supernatural, weird place, right?"

Xicheng muttered to himself, and a trace of thought popped up inexplicably in his heart.

You're not going to bump into them, are you?

This idea was rejected by the West Side just as it appeared.

How can it be!

Tokyo is so big, the probability of bumping into them is too small.

Xicheng shook his head and casually stuffed the fried chicken nuggets into his mouth, the salty taste made him frown.

No, this smell.

Xichengshi took a sip of hot water, but still ate the instant bento in his hand.

It's not that he lacks money to go out to eat, but considering that he will have to go to all kinds of supernatural and weird places to step on it later, in order to save time, it is almost enough to simply use a quick bento to deal with it.

After eating and drinking, Nishijo repeatedly determined the location on the map, then rolled up his scarf and left the rental house.

It's cold in Tokyo in winter, and night falls quickly.

It was only six o'clock, and the sky was already showing a gloomy night.

"Shimono Park... Is it a resentful spirit of the three spell levels? ”

Xicheng muttered to himself, pulled his scarf up to cover half of his face, and then exhaled white air and boarded the train.

......

Tokyo is not quiet at night.

But no matter how quiet it is, there will always be a few quiet places.

Shimono Park is such a place.

Shimono Park is deserted in winter.

The facilities here are old and poorly managed.

The chains of the swings were exposed with rust as red as blood.

There was an indescribable stench in the air.

Branches and leaves float on the small pond in the landscape, and from time to time a few strange cries can be heard from a distance.

Between the trees and the trees, strange branches stretched out, like strange ghost hands.

In such a deep night, no matter how good Rao is eyesight, he can barely see the outline of two or three meters in front of him.

"Come with me for a walk! Son of God! Just a lap! ”

The crisp and cheerful voice drove away the silence, and Hasegawa Shizune used her strength to pull her 'friend' Hakumi Miko and prevent her from escaping.

"Don't."

The White Mist Divine Son furrowed his slender eyebrows, shook his head and said, "It's too late, and it's already the limit of agreeing to accompany you." I'm going to go around with you one more time... I don't want to. ”

This Hasegawa Shizune is really unreasonable.

Wasting so much time reading books, and accompanying her on some supernatural adventure-

It's simply impossible!

Hasegawa Shizune clasped her hands together and lowered her head:

"Please! I went to the station to buy Miko's favorite doughnuts! What do you think? ”

Not!

Donuts in front of the station!

The White Mist Divine Son's originally stable eyes were a little shaken.

That's her favorite snack.

But—

"Nope."

The White Mist Mizuko reluctantly refused.

Although she refused, her chest was aching faintly from the rejection of the doughnut.

Can't be led by the nose by Hasegawa Shizu.

If you agree this time, the other party will definitely feel that she is a woman who is easy to deal with.

The white mist god who claims to be a lady can't put down her ladylike shelf!

"Huh...? Then I'll increase the price! Not only donuts, but also small cakes! ”

What the?

The white mist miko frowned tightly, and her good-looking big eyes stared at Hasegawa Jing unkindly, only feeling that the other party was insulting herself.

Obviously, he refused so righteously, and Hasegawa Shizun even used this kind of thing to insult himself.

What kind of woman does Hasegawa think of herself?!

She was indignant, her chest seemed to be blocked by something, and the feeling of being insulted by money made her very uncomfortable.

After a long while, the White Mist Divine Son said with a cold expression:

"Deal!"