The gorgeous fireworks pushed the atmosphere of the Showa Festival to its peak, causing everyone to marvel and interrupt Nanagawa Masatada's anger, causing him to devote himself to the colorful night.

After the fireworks are over, some people who come specifically to watch the fireworks gradually leave, and some people want to take advantage of the good atmosphere to open the house and have a start.

The Showa Festival, like all dynasties that reached its peak, began to come to an end as time went on.

Saying goodbye to the Seven Rivers sisters, the two walked on the bus on the way back.

Tamako sat by the window, leaving Fengxia Mountain, leaving the noisy crowd, and returning to the silent world, her heart was inevitably a little empty, only hugged the teddy bear in her arms, this is the only proof that she has participated in the Showa Festival in addition to memory.

After waiting for the bus to start, the light and shadow outside the window were blurred, and the tiredness that Yuzi had forgotten came up from her heart little by little, so tired, so tired that she wanted to sleep immediately, her body subconsciously leaned on Muto Qing, and said in a daze: "Qingjun, I want to sleep for a while." ”

Muto Qing put his arm around her shoulders and chuckled, "I thought you wouldn't be tired." ”

"I hate it," her small fist lightly hammered his broad chest, and it landed weakly on his thigh, her eyelids fought up and down, and a faint fragrance came from the tip of her nose, which smelled very reassuring.

If it was this moment, how good it would be to stay forever, this was a thought she had before going to bed.

When the bus returned to Banqiao Street, Muto Qing didn't wake up Tamako, picked her up gently, ignored the strange eyes of the passengers around her, and got off the bus calmly.

The hillside trails without street lights are all illuminated by moonlight, which adds a hazy mood to the trails, the grass, and even the river.

He hugged Yuzi, walked on the moonlight, and the shadows cast on the ground merged into one, regardless of each other, the atmosphere was very good, so good that he didn't want to kill, so he stopped and said lightly: "Don't make a sound, don't show up, you still have a way to live." ”

The sound was neither light nor heavy, like a slowly flowing stream, echoing within a hundred meters, no wind blew, but the river rippled and the grass retreated.

The people lurking around retreated, and Muto Qing walked towards the house again, as for whether Ryoko would be held hostage, he was not worried at all.

If the other party still has brains, he will not dare to make a move on the people around him, even if he is really hijacked, he has many ways to rescue him, and then destroy the country that dares to do it.

Walking all the way home, under the bright street lamps, the street in front of the door seemed deserted, not a single pedestrian could be seen, only the houses with lights on both sides proved that there were people.

He stopped, looked down at the beautiful woman in his arms, and shouted, "Yuzi, Yuzi, wake up, you're home." ”

Well, Tamako was obviously sleeping deeply, and let out a hazy response, like a person who loves to sleep in the winter morning to cope with her mother to wake up.

In fact, the brain is still in a comatose state, and if you don't continue to urge, you can sleep for a few more hours.

Muto Qing didn't continue to urge, lowered his head and kissed the small mouth that made a confused sound, and his tongue forcefully pried open the teeth, trying to taste the fragrant tongue inside.

"Hmm~" Yuzi was suddenly attacked, her eyelids were opened, and she saw that it was Qingjun kissing herself, she closed her eyes again, kissed for a while, and the two sides separated.

She covered her flushed cheeks with a teddy bear, and her voice was conveyed through the bear: "Villain, sneak attack while people are asleep." ”

Muto Qing's eyes flashed with a smile, and said leisurely: "It's all home, someone still can't wake up, and I, the prince, can only wake up the sleeping beauty with a fragrant kiss." ”

As soon as he heard home, Yuzi hurriedly struggled out of his arms, looked around his eyes to make sure that no one saw it, and exhaled: "It's dangerous, fortunately no one." ”

He gently scraped the bridge of her nose and said dotingly: "Go back to sleep, remember to dream of me at night." ”

"Hmm," Tamako replied with a low voice, her face as red as a boiled lobster, and she ran back to her yard in small steps, looking back at the pair of dark eyes.

She smiled, turned back in a happy mood, walked to the door, stretched out her hand and unscrewed it, and when she entered the house, she cried out, "Mom, I'm back." ”

There was no response from the living room, and she felt strange in her heart, took off her clogs, stepped on her slippers with her bare feet, and walked through a corridor on the solid wooden floor to the living room.

"At 7:20 p.m. tonight, the Tokyo Prime Minister's Office was attacked and fell, the Prime Minister was captured, and the prisoner Yotsumi Miyamoto claimed that he was going to take over Neon and reorganize the Cabinet, and senior officials of the Naval and Army Self-Defense Forces expressed their support for the new Cabinet, and the opposing Metropolitan Police Department exchanged fire in Ginza, and the police were defeated, causing some civilian deaths during the process."

From the LCD TV hanging on the wall, the newscaster told the truth in a calm tone, and the sweat on his forehead and the eyes showed that he himself was not as calm as his tone.

In front of the TV, Ryoko sat there dumbfounded, her head buzzing as if she had been hit with a hammer.

Poof, Tamako let go of her hand, the teddy bear in her arms fell to the ground, she looked at the news, and muttered: "Liar, in Ginza, isn't Dad's head office there, and some people died." ”

When she read this, her whole body suddenly sobered up, and she screamed, "Dad! Mom, call Daddy. ”

Ryoko heard her daughter screaming, came back to her senses, pulled a smile on her face, and comforted: "It's okay, Ginza is so big, and the Three Tigers won't be so unlucky to encounter this kind of thing." ”

Having said that, she also understands that the death of some people proves that there will always be some people who belong to the ranks of the unlucky.

Therefore, Ryoko didn't dare to call, but if she didn't call, she couldn't confirm it, and she couldn't let her daughter and herself feel at ease.

Eventually, she called.

"Dut...... Honk...... Beep," there was an unanswered beep on the phone, Ryoko's hand trembled slightly, and she smiled reluctantly: "Your father may not have heard, I'll call another one." ”

Tamako is not a child anymore, so she can naturally distinguish between truth and falsehood, she walks over and sits down, grabbing her mother's other hand with both hands, hoping to comfort the other party.

Ryoko pressed the dial button with a trembling right hand, and pouted for a while, but still no one answered, and this time, Tamako hadn't opened her mouth yet, she had already pressed it again, over and over again.

After calling for half an hour, Ryoko still didn't stop, and continued to dial, thinking that maybe her husband was fooling around outside and forgot to bring the phone, so it was impossible for something to happen.

The Three Tigers have always been lucky, to marry a beauty like me, and a lovely daughter like Yuzi, he can't be fine, there must be other reasons.

Ah, my vision is a little blurry, oh no, I can't cry, wouldn't that be a curse to the three tigers, I can't cry.

"Toot," the phone didn't go through again, and Ryoko, who was still holding back, heard her daughter let out a wow, and threw herself into her arms and cried bitterly.

Ryoko hugged her daughter tightly with both hands, tears echoing in her eyes, and she didn't fall for a long time. She put her chin on her daughter's head and comforted softly: "Don't cry, you're daddy's baby, crying is too ugly, it will make him sad, it's okay, it may be a problem like losing your phone, he is usually very sloppy on such issues." ”

The TV screen suddenly turned, and a soft voice full of magnetism sounded, "Good evening everyone, I am Miyamoto Yuemi, the one who replaces the incompetent prime minister and leads the country." ”