Ogata bought back the food and beer and went back to the apartment.

While he was busy cooking, his mind was thinking about the situation when L went to ask Mihaisha for his phone number. Because the process of brain supplementation is very funny, I can't help but be amused by those pictures that I have drawn up.

Ogata is not really good at cooking, but the taste of the cooking is definitely not bad. At least Matsuda, a guy who barely cooks, said that after eating it, it was much better than the fast food outside.

Stir-frying the ingredients he bought, Ogata still likes to cook Chinese food because it is more familiar and tastes more human.

I've tried some high-end restaurants, but even if the food and sushi are delicious, I can't taste the warmth and intimacy.

Thinking about things in his head, he was busy with his hands, and before he knew it, Ogata had already made three dishes, all of which Ogata was good at and could handle.

Bringing the steaming meal to the dining table in the living room, Ogata went back to clean up the kitchen.

Cleaning the frying spoon with water and a wire brush that still had some oil stains left, he couldn't help but think of his cousin Xiaolan, who took care of the family carefully.

I hadn't seen her in a while.

Being in two worlds is more distant than two countries that have crossed the ocean. Ogata can't get in touch with people from the other world, so I'm worried that they'll worry about him when he's gone.

This is also the reason why Ogata should hurry up and leave after attending the wedding of Ray and Nankong, and not continue to stay in this stable world.

Rubbing it with hand sanitizer on his palm, Ogata was stunned when he heard the sound of a key twisting from the door of his apartment.

It's Matsuda who is back.

After wiping his hands with a towel, Ogata walked out of the kitchen and looked at Matsuda, who was changing his shoes in the hallway

"What a hearty dinner." Matsuda rolled up his sleeves and said excitedly when he saw a steaming table of food.

His excitement is completely sincere, and there is no lie to it.

After working hard in Tokyo for so many years, I rented an apartment, and every day in addition to work, I came home after eating fast food outside, played on the computer for a while, and then went to sleep.

This pattern of life lasted for a long time, and it was not until the advent of Ogata that it was completely broken. Let him find the happiness of not being alone, and the sense of anticipation of going home.

Ogata smiled slightly and served Matsuda a bowl of rice: "Let's eat, it's hard to have someone cheering you on." ”

"Hmm!" Matsuda took the rice bowl handed by Ogata and said, "Ogata, the food you cook is absolutely top-notch." ”

Ogata smiled, and although he didn't say anything, he was glad that someone complimented him on the deliciousness of the food he cooked. Sometimes, the sense of accomplishment you get when you talk about a corpse is not as strong as being praised for making a meal yourself.

This is because people have strengths and weaknesses, and they specialize in art. When something you're not good at is recognized, you feel especially happy.

"Matsuda, tomorrow is the wedding of Lei and Nankong, do you have a leave of absence?" Ogata asked when he saw that Matsuda was busy with the aftermath of the Kira incident, so he put a piece of eggplant in the bowl with his chopsticks.

Matsuda chewed his meal and replied vaguely, "It's okay, I've already said hello." ”

"I'll leave after I'm done at their wedding." Ogata said suddenly.

"Are you really leaving?" Matsuda's expression froze, and the original chewing movements eased down, and he looked at his roommate opposite him with a complicated gaze.

He knew exactly what Ogata meant by 'leaving'!

People are emotional animals, especially Matsuda, who pays attention to affection, he and Ogata have been together for more than half a month, plus they have experienced some things, the friendship has been consolidated, and he is really reluctant to let his friends leave.

Ogata silently picked up a can of beer, opened the iron hoop, the shaking foam overflowed, and he handed it to Matsuda: "If there is any person in this world who is attached to it, I think it is you!" ”

Matsuda was stunned and looked at Ogata with wide eyes, and he took the beer.

Ogata also opened a can for himself and looked at Matsuda: "You are a good cop, and I am a forensic doctor, if we are in the same world, we should be the best partners." ”

As he spoke, he held up the beer can.

Matsuda understood, and also lifted it up, gently colliding together.

"Gollum." Matsuda felt a little sad, and suddenly lost his appetite for the meal, and he drank his beer, gulping it down.

And Ogata also stopped being Sven and drank the whole can.

"Ogata, I'll never be able to eat like this again, will I?" Matsuda knew the result, but he was holding on to some luck and asked slowly.

Ogata shook his head, "Perhaps, I'll be able to come back." ”

"You must come back!" Matsuda took a can of beer again, and Ogata opened it at the same time.

Ogata found it difficult to lie to him again, so he didn't nod or shake his head.

The moment two tin cans touched.

Matsuda smiled: "Ogata, you know that I don't have any friends with, I'm tired, I'm lonely, sometimes I don't know why I'm working so hard and working so hard, except for the goal I set when I went to school." ”

"You're missing a girlfriend."

Ogata smiled slightly, looked at Matsuda, whose face was ruddy, and drank the beer in his hand.

When that kind of pleasure slides down the throat, the whole person feels integrated into this home, into the world, because you can also make friends here, you can find that kind of intimate touch

The Imperial East Hotel in Tokyo, Japan, the wedding of Nankong and Ray.

The pomp and circumstance are not grand, but they are warm and elegant.

Ogata and Matsuda were at the same table, and the two of them were very drunk last night, so they bought 14 cans and drank them all.

Between friends, drinking is not a comparison, but a mood.

chose a Western etiquette, with the wedding march, Lei and Nankong appeared in the eyes of everyone present.

Listening to such music, such a melody, Ogata feels that every note is cheerful and pleasant. Especially in the picture, the beautiful bride Naomi Minami is wearing a white wedding dress, holding the groom Repemba and slowly walking on the red carpet, towards the location where the champagne tower is placed

If the night god moon had killed Thunder, perhaps Ogata would not have seen such a beautiful scene.

If Night God Moon killed Lei and Nankong, maybe he was standing in front of their tombstones at the moment to mourn.

A qiē is like a beautiful love story.

After experiencing life and death, and experiencing so many emotions, they walked together

"Ogata, what will it be like when we get married?"

A short brown woman, in Ogata's memory, asked softly with a smile.

"I'll hold you, walk across the red carpet, and kiss you in front of everyone."

"Forget it."

"Huh?"

"It's too meaty." She said.

"You don't like it?" Ogata looked at his girlfriend Shiho Miyamoto.

"It's enough to be able to put on a wedding dress and listen to the melody of 'dangdang dang' with you."

She stretched out her palm, slender and slender, interlocking with Ogata's hand.

Gently, warmly, and then very firmly

"Nankong, Lei, happy newlywed!" Ogata looked at them, and slowly got up and left while Matsuda chatted with the others.

He knew he had to go back.

Go back and look for a result, a result that belongs to both of them.

Walking in the corridor of the hotel, he needs to go to the bathroom to open the door, open the closed Rashomon, and return to that familiar world.

Just as he walked to the bathroom door, suddenly the window at the end of the corridor exploded with a continuous crushing sound of "click, click".

Well?

Ogata's face changed, and he looked in surprise at the end of the corridor where the glass shards had fallen to the ground, the chandelier that was still on flickered brightly and dimly, and the diagram of the Immortal Gang Qi behind him suddenly became hot

The aura that came over his face, like a tsunami, was cold, rotten, tearing apart the restraints of the air, and rubbing against Ogata's face like a knife.

"Sss

A wound that slipped blood appeared on Ogata's face, stinging.

Ogata's eyes narrowed, and a cold light burst out, and he took a few steps back, and saw the direction of the approach, and there was a few more huge aura.

A breath of gas poured into the center of his eyebrows from his fingertips.

The sight is dark and dark, in the cold, frozen air

One by one, the feathered Grim Reaper, two, three, four

In its heyday, the Grim Reaper at its peak power!

The anger was intensely suppressing Ogata's anger, and he felt himself fall into a tremendous pressure that he had never experienced before.

"Roar!"

The Grim Reaper flipped their wings and stayed where they were, their orange-yellow eyes looking at him sarcastically and contemptuously.

Immediately after, at the rear!

The chandeliers in the corridors of the entire hotel exploded, and compared to these grim reapers, the monsters that were more powerful than one or two times as simple as one or two times as powerful slowly stretched out their ankles from the cracks in the torn space.

"King!"

Between the Grim Reaper, look at it with awe. (To be continued...!)

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