Minghu Apartment, at this time, it was past 10 midnight.

Shinji Kamihara asked Ai-chan to release Mr. Matsuuchi, and then came to the entrance door.

Outside the door, there was a clattering sound of walking. The voice was crisp and familiar to him.

He gently opened the door, stood in the doorway and looked to the left and right, and saw Mr. Matsunai, who was also his psychological shadow.

Still the same as always, dressed in black. Since his back is facing him, he can't see the expression.

But he could imagine that Mr. Matsunai must have had a smile on his face and a humble expression.

The humble smile that seemed to mock had left a deep impression on his heart.

Thinking about it, Shinji Kamihara followed.

The snowflake next to it also followed, and although there was a light in the aisle, it still followed Shinji Kamihara's heels, and the probe looked at the figure in front of him.

For some reason, the sound of Shinji Kamihara and Mr. Matsuuchi walking reached its ears, making it feel inexplicably frightened.

Soon, Shinji Kamihara held the snowflakes and followed Mr. Matsuuchi downstairs.

He hung far behind, and saw Mr. Matsuuchi pick up his mobile phone and didn't know who he was calling, and said a few words in a gentle tone.

In less than a minute, he hung up the phone, and then came to the love lake, sat on the bench and waited for something silently.

Seeing this, Shinji Kamihara also sat next to Mr. Matsuuchi, and he looked up at the starry sky. You can only see the colors of the dark night with neon lights.

Then, he looked at Mr. Matsuuchi, who was sitting next to him.

Mr. Matsuuchi is still the same, even if he sits on the bench, he bows slightly, and this humble aura seems to be engraved in his bones.

"Long time no see." Shinji Kamihara sat next to Mr. Matsuuchi, and when he saw Mr. Matsuuchi turn his head to look at him, he smiled lightly.

Mr. Matsuuchi looked at Shinji Kamihara and didn't say anything.

Seeing this, Shinji Kamihara had a lot to say, but for some reason, after seeing Mr. Matsuuchi, he sat next to Mr. Matsuuchi, but he didn't know what to say.

Of course, he knew that Mr. Matsunai was emotionless.

It's just that he has some words in his heart, and he doesn't vomit or be unhappy.

After all, Mr. Matsuuchi has caused him too much psychological shadow, and even now, although he wants to open it, the resentment in his heart has not dissipated.

That experience is unforgettable.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Mr. Matsunai has changed his personality.

Mr. Matsuuchi did not respond.

Shinji Kamihara didn't care, although he restricted Mr. Matsuuchi at the beginning, but he didn't know what kind of state weirdness was in when he didn't kill anyone.

Seeing Mr. Matsuuchi like this now, it is obvious that without killing people, Mr. Matsuuchi is a harmless picture of humans and animals.

Snowflake looked at Shinji Hara in confusion, and then looked at Mr. Matsuuchi next to him.

Why is this person in front of him so rude that he doesn't respond? He sat motionless on a bench like a statue.

Shinji Kamihara didn't speak again.

"I'm sorry, you're Masakazu Matsuuchi, I've been waiting for a long time."

A few minutes later, a slightly obese mature woman trotted over and spoke, she held a few printed contracts, and said with a smile, "Masakazu Matsuuchi, I have already printed the contract, you can live in the Minghu apartment as long as you sign it." ”

As she spoke, she glanced at Shinji Kamihara, and although her eyes were curious, she didn't say anything.

And Shinji Kamihara looked at the sky, looking at the landlord in front of him, silent.

Big night, midnight. Sign a rental contract here? It's kind of absurd.

But for weirdness, everything can't be handled by common sense.

He even carefully observed the woman in front of him to see if the other party had been changed, but found that the other party looked normal.

Obviously, even if the perception is changed, it is difficult to see on the surface.

According to his previous guess about Mr. Matsunai, the other party should not have changed the rules of cognition, right?

Coupled with the materials of the special class, Mr. Matsuuchi should not have the ability to change cognition.

However, Mr. Matsuuchi was able to get out of the restriction before, and he made up for the rules once. If there are rules that change cognition, it seems normal?

Just as Shinji Kamihara was thinking, the obese woman handed over the black pen, her emotions were cautious, and there was suspicion in the depths of her eyes, "Mr. Matsuuchi, are you sure you are willing to pay three times the rent?" ”

"Of course." Mr. Matsunai smiled, "Don't worry, Mrs. Mizukura, the rent won't be less for you." ”

"Heck, it's not because of the rent, it's mainly because it's so late..."

Shinji Kamihara heard the conversation between the two, his eyes froze, and then he was silent.

He stood up and didn't spy on Mr. Matsuuchi anymore, but went straight home.

Mrs. Mizukura looked curiously at Shinji Kamihara's distant back, and couldn't help but gossip, "Who was that person just now?" Is it Mr. Matsuuchi, your child? ”

"No," Mr. Matsunai smiled, "from now on, he'll be my neighbor." ”

"Then you neighbors should get along well."

"Yes. Tomorrow I will visit my house and give me a gift. ”

The next day, when Shinji Kamihara returned from school, he saw Mr. Matsuuchi dressed in black, carrying a gift box and ringing the doorbell of his house.

"Hey, who are?"

Kazuko Kamihara opened the door and asked curiously when she saw Mr. Matsuuchi.

"Hello, hello, it's Mrs. Kamihara. I'm a neighbor who just moved in today, you can call me Matsunai, and we'll be neighbors from now on. Mr. Matsuuchi bowed slightly, his face smiling, his gestures cautious, he presented the gift in his hand, "This is a specialty of my hometown, please accept it." ”

"This..."Kazuko Kamihara hesitated for a moment, but did not refuse, "Then I'm welcome, if Mr. Matsuuchi needs anything in the future, you can ask us for help." ”

As she spoke, she beckoned Shinji Kamihara over and introduced, "This is my son Shinji Kamihara. ”

"Hello, hello." Mr. Matsuuchi hurriedly stretched out his hand and shook it, "Please give me a lot of advice in the future." ”

"Hello." Shinji Kamihara smiled lightly, but the emotions in his eyes were a little complicated.

Hopefully, you can help me solve the deceased relatives at home.

"Then I'll not bother you yet."

"Okay, Mr. Matsunai, you go get busy."

After entering the house, Kazuko Kamihara took the gift box and frowned, "You don't have more contact with this neighbor in the future, this person looks weird, not like a good person." ”

Less contact? I'm afraid not, and I'll have to be borrowed by the other party every day. Moreover, whether you borrow or not, you have to die.

"Okay." Shinji Kamihara answered.

He is looking forward to it, and he also wants to see who is stronger between the evil neighbor and the deceased relative.

Next, it's time to wait honestly.

Of course, in my heart, Shinji Kamihara also cheered for Mr. Matsuuchi.