It was getting late, and after separating from his girlfriend, Yoshidano went straight home, and did not choose to stay outside.

He is a very ordinary person, with an ordinary appearance, not an outstanding mind, and his interpersonal skills are a little clumsy because of his slightly introverted relationship.

He doesn't know what his current girlfriend likes about him why she chose to be with him, but thanks to this incident, he has enough motivation to work hard and hope to go to the same university with him.

The ideal is very full, but at his current level, it is really difficult to become an existence that matches the other party.

After all, his parents have been working outside the home all the year round, and he has left the familiar Sakurajima Island to study in this city for their convenience, and now he can only rely on self-supervision.

Looks like I'm going to have to study all night tonight......

Skillfully took out the key in his pocket and walked into his yard, just about to open the door, he suddenly found that he didn't know when there was something more at the door of his house.

The boxy corrugated cardboard box, tightly wrapped with several layers of bandages on the outside, looks like a pizza box, but Yoshidano doesn't remember that he has ever had something like it, and no delivery person will put something directly at someone's door.

Is it a package......

He bent down and picked up the package on the steps, and suddenly a heavy feeling almost made him a little unable to carry it in his hand. With a little effort to clinch it to his waist, Yoshida quickly opened the door, guessing that it was probably something strange from his parents.

Walked directly to the living room, sat on the sofa casually, picked up the package, Yoshida looked up and down, left and right, and still didn't find the sender's name or any other information anywhere, as if this thing appeared at his door out of thin air.

How can it be...... I guess it was sent by the two of them casually.

Mari unwrapped the last layer of packaging, Yoshida's body suddenly shivered, and a cold wind blew from somewhere, blowing the scraps of packaging paper on the table all over the room, and suddenly blinded his eyes.

"What the hell, did you forget to close the window.....

Inexplicably made him nervous, Yoshida stood up and immediately closed the floor-to-ceiling windows.

I don't know if it's his delusion, but he always feels that the weather seems to be getting a little cooler today.

"So what exactly is it that you sent here......

"It's... Stone? ”

Looking at the moss-like flat square stone slab lying quietly in the cardboard box, Yoshida couldn't help but show a somewhat confused expression.

What did your parents do when they sent this kind of thing, or was the stone actually some kind of artifact?

Knowing that his parents had some kind of strange collecting habits, Yoshida sat on the sofa, holding the white slate in both hands and examining it carefully.

But there were no ancient writings on the slate, and there were no strange portraits, except for some moss, which was just a slate that had been pulled out of a random place.

"How can this thing be wet?"

Feeling that there was a strange cold feeling in his hand, Yoshida hurriedly put down the slate, and at the same time subconsciously sniffed the smell of his palm.

There is a strange smell, what the hell is the person delivering the package doing......

Ignoring the strange slate, Yoshida hurriedly grabbed a rag from the kitchen, wiped the inexplicable water stains on it, and placed it in some kind of display case in the living room, and went to prepare his dinner for tonight.

But what he didn't see was that the moment he turned around, a few drops of crystal glittering light slowly slid down the smooth stone surface, and then silently merged into the wooden display case......

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"Huh? Is it still there today? ”

At night, Arie, who walked all the way back to the city from the church in the suburbs, saw that there were still mobile stalls selling ramen that used to come out at night on the side of the quiet path, so he stepped forward without hesitation.

It was no longer the best time for dinner, and although there were always some young women in luxury cars and dressed in bright clothes who stopped to ask if they wanted to give him a ride, he chose to walk all the way back to the city because he liked to walk in such a quiet night.

As for transportation, it's not that the church hasn't prepared it for him, but he's still a little unaccustomed to it, so he hasn't used it much.

walked to the few stools in front of the stall cart and sat down directly, Yalie had not yet spoken, but the middle-aged bald uncle opposite spoke first.

"Are the guests still the same as before?"

"Hmm."

"Okay!"

A glass of cold boiled water was quickly placed in front of Yari, and the boss didn't say anything more, and soon threw himself into making ramen.

For Ale, the owner of the stall is a very strange person.

He once told Ari that he was from Sakurajima, and that he came to the city simply to promote his own ramen while he was still able to move around. Then when you are old in the future, you can find a store and teach this craft to others.

But if that's the case, why not find a store in the first place and live a stable life?

"There's no point in that, don't you think it's a romantic thing to be alone at night and wait for a fateful or curious guest to come over, guest!"

What a strange guy, obviously this kind of income is less, and the safety factor is lower, but he likes this, and Yari didn't know what to say at the time.

However, the fact is that in such a highly developed era of civilization, the other party's somewhat maverick practices have indeed attracted a group of guests, including Yalie.

"Okay, your ramen!"

With enthusiasm on his face, he put the prepared food in front of the other party, and the boss looked at the guests in front of him and enjoyed it unhurriedly, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked.

For him, the guest in front of him was also very strange.

I always order only the lightest things here, and the drink is also the most ordinary plain water.

After living for such a long time, he could see that the other party should be a very serious person, or a weirdo who would come on time every Sunday night.

However, as the boss, he doesn't care about the strangeness of the guests, for him, he chose such a lifestyle in order to pursue the romance in his life.

Ah, of course, in fact, what he is looking forward to more is a beautiful encounter.

After all, middle-aged uncles still don't have any female popularity, and every time they come, it's always some frustrated men in the workplace or students who want to taste fresh.

Alas, when will my spring come, uncle......

Looking at the three middle school girls who suddenly walked by the side of the road and looked at him from time to time, while discussing something in a low voice, the boss suddenly felt a little blocked in his heart.

Because he knew that those young and beautiful little girls were not lamenting their vicissitudes and handsomeness, but were all attracted by the strange guest who was still ignorant opposite him.

So, in this world of faces, ramen is the best.......