In a blink of an eye, three days passed, and the pace of time came to April 25, when the incident of deliberately dumping strong sulfuric acid at the Rokkaku Department Store in Uemachi City caused the death of 12 people.

Just the day before yesterday, at seven o'clock in the morning on Thursday, the president of the United States was suddenly assassinated when he held a press conference, and the prisoner was suspected of being a mentally ill person.

As for how the prisoner escaped security and why the marksmanship was so accurate, it is impossible to give any explanation because he was shot on the spot.

The majority of netizens around the world do not believe that the prisoner is mentally ill at all, and the rumors of conspiracy theories are flying. More brainy people associate the Twisted Building with the president's death, saying that some organization is trying to conquer the world.

All kinds of rumors are flying on the Internet, but the real world outside the network has not changed much, after all, the dead president belongs to a country on the other side of the ocean, the prime minister of his own country is still alive and healthy, neon students can only go to school in the same way, and takeaway still has to be delivered.

At seven o'clock in the morning, the takeaway brother rode the little sheep electric car as always, and the back seat was the car incubator, which contained the pizza to be delivered.

The faint sun shines from the sky, and there are aunts splashing water on the streets to avoid the dust raised by cars as they pass by.

On a long street, he parked in front of a house with the word Muto on it, got off the electric car, opened the car thermos box in the back seat, took out three pizzas, and strode into the courtyard of Muto's house.

Passing between two plane trees, he came to the door, reached out and pressed the doorbell, rang it three times in a row, and without response, he bent down to put the pizza box on the ground and turned to leave.

The owner of this house was very strange, called for takeout, but did not come out to sign, but had to go next door. He didn't complain about such a troublesome move, it was all for the sake of the beautiful woman next door.

However, what the takeaway brother can't figure out is, what is the relationship between the next door and the owner? Even if you sign it, even the payment is given by the next door, which is really incomprehensible.

Several times, he wanted to ask, but in the end he didn't ask, he was a food delivery person, why bother asking so much.

Walking to Okura's house, he pressed the doorbell, and a pleasant voice suddenly came from inside, "Sorry, please wait, I'll come and open the door immediately." ”

He was a little nervous, and he styled his hair with his hands, patted his face again, puffed out his chest and waited at the door.

About two minutes later, the door opened, and a young wife who exuded seduction appeared, her long lilac hair tied into a braid, hanging down her left shoulder, and the tips of her hair just stopped under her bulging chest, so that people couldn't help but sneak a few more glances.

The takeaway brother's eyes flickered a few times, and he absentmindedly handed out the takeaway receipt and pen, Ryoko took the pen, skillfully signed his name, and then took out six hundred yen from the pocket of the white apron, and said with a smile: "Here you go, I trouble you every time." ”

"No, it's my job," the delivery boy smiled shyly.

Ryoko covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes seemed to ripple with water, which was seductive, and she praised: "It's really dedicated, you look like you're still in high school, it's completely different from my lazy daughter." ”

The takeaway brother was distracted, and said with a cramped smile: "You are too complimentary, I am still in a hurry to send it to school, goodbye." ”

"Walk slowly, be careful on the road," Ryoko reminded kindly, waving her hand.

He turned around and ran back, his face showed annoyance, he was really a wretch, he was nervous to say a few words with a beautiful woman, and it was clear that there was no problem talking to Junko, alas.

Ryoko didn't close the door immediately, she glanced next door, her eyes flashed with worry, she reflexively closed the door, and walked to the entrance, already hearing the inquiry from her daughter.

"Mom, it's a takeaway again?"

"Hmm." Ryoko answered, the living room fell silent, she sighed in her heart, since that day, Qingjun has not taken a step out of the house, and she has not seen anyone, Yuzi has been turned away when she looks for it, she doesn't listen to anything, and she doesn't even reply to a word.

If it weren't for the takeout order every day, it would really make people think that he died in the house.

When Tamako was in school, she went there secretly, and she said all the good things and said the truth, and in the end she didn't get any answer.

Ryoko can't figure it out, isn't it her daughter who accepts the confession, isn't Qingjun so big that she doesn't go out for a single step?

Perhaps such an answer is only clear to me, outsiders can't guess it, and there is no way, so I can only hope for Qingjun's strength, believing that he will step out of the house sooner or later.

Of course, there are also people who don't have much confidence, such as Mengxue, after hard persuasion to no avail, she began to work hard to make money and prepare to raise her son for the rest of her life. In her words, since her son has degenerated into a family squatting and has no interest, she can only work hard as a mother to earn enough money for her son to spend for a lifetime.

For such an idea, Ryoko didn't persuade her, thinking about it from another perspective, if her daughter becomes a squatting at home, it is useless to persuade her, she will definitely be like Mengxue, working hard to make money.

After all, it is biological flesh and blood, and it is impossible for a mother to be ruthless.

Alas, Ryoko let out a long sigh and returned to the kitchen to begin preparing breakfast.

After a while, Tamako put on her shoes in front of the entrance, picked up her schoolbag, and shouted energetically: "I'm out." ”

"Well, be careful on the road." Ryoko glanced at her worriedly, understanding that her daughter was forcing a smile, and she probably didn't want to worry about herself, but she didn't know that this appearance made people more and more worried.

Yuzi ran out of the house energetically, and as soon as she closed the door, the smile on her face disappeared, and she looked at the next door in a daze for a while, then turned her head and stepped forward in the sun, her back was lonely.

At the same time, the door of Muto's house opened, and a pale and bloodless arm stretched out from it, grabbed the three-point pizza, retracted the door, and slammed it shut.

Ding Dong dong, with the crisp bell of the end of class, the four classes on Saturday morning came to an end, and in the classroom of Class A, there were two empty seats in the seats that should have been filled.

After getting up to see off the teacher, Hoshikawa Mari turned around and walked to the table of Seven Rivers, slapped her hands on it, and said fiercely: "Say! What the hell happened to Kobayashi and Muto? I haven't been to school for three whole days, and as the class president, I can't allow this to happen! ”

Qihe Zhengzhong raised his eyelids lifelessly, and sighed: "Broken love, two people on Tuesday, a beloved girl accepted someone else's confession, and the other was inexplicably dumped on the way to a date, and later, I sent an email, but I didn't get a reply, and the phone call also showed that it was turned off." ”

"Unacceptable!" Hoshikawa Mari rolled up her sleeves and said angrily: "I don't go to school because of such a thing, I want to talk about them well." ”