The figure of Hanayama Temple Chiori slowly disappeared into the distance, the sea breeze subsided, and the noisy woods suddenly fell silent.

Kyogoku Kukai, who was standing in place, ignored the girl's departing figure until he couldn't see the other party's shadow at all.

He turned around and pressed his palm to the mottled tree.

It's as if there's some residual warmth on it.

……

When Kyogoku Kukai walked slowly to the pier, it was already halfway through noon.

At this time, people from Hong Kong come and go, and it seems extremely busy.

However, with the exception of a few rescue teams, most of them are tourists and residents left behind by the disaster.

Kyogoku Kukai glanced at his lips, the speed of neon's disaster relief has always been like this, especially when the target is a remote island that is not too badly affected, among the rescuers present, the people brought by Jinguji Mio and Izumi Shino occupy a small half.

Bypassing a few tents, Kyogoku Kukai saw Koji Machida who was in the square.

At this time, Koji Machida was arguing with a man with his neck crossed.

The other party was wearing a crisp suit and a hard hat on his head. He held a notebook in his hand, wrote a few strokes on it from time to time, and then looked up at Machida Koji perfunctorily.

"Uncle Machida, what's wrong?" He stepped forward and asked.

"Kukai?" Machida Koji's face was displeased, and his head was still wrapped in gauze, and when he saw someone coming, the tendons on his neck had subsided a lot.

Glancing angrily at the man in the suit across from him, his tone relaxed when he turned his head.

"What about your parents? I haven't seen you since the night before, are they okay? ”

Kyogoku Kukai nodded: "It's nothing, Uncle Machida, what's going on?" ”

He pouted to the side.

Machida Koji was relieved to hear that Kyogoku and his wife were fine, and then whispered hatefully: "What is the chairman of the disaster relief committee, who is responsible for arranging for the people on the island to leave the island." I have no opinion on sending the wounded first, but this has been a day and a night, and there are still many people stranded here, your Aunt Reiko had a cold last night, and I couldn't get angry, so I went to quarrel with him. ”

Kyogoku Kukai shook his head, so much time has passed, and this is too inefficient.

But he didn't mean to meddle with things, the purpose of this trip has been completed, just take Uncle Machida's family back.

Kyogoku Kukai patted the other party's shoulder: "Leave him alone, Uncle Machida, I came by boat, you call Auntie, let's go back to the child's house together." ”

"Where did you get the ship? Oh, I remember, that girl from Jinguji family, right? Koji Machida smiled evilly and put his arm around his shoulder.

"Alright. Uncle Machida, your smell is too strong. ”

"Stinky boy! You dare to mock me, don't you? ”

……

When the group returned to Wakkanai, he took Machida and his wife back to the apartment.

After arriving, regardless of the four middle-aged people chatting hotly, Kyogoku Kukai walked into the kitchen, and his parents would definitely leave him a meal.

Still, there were already people in the kitchen.

Shino Izumi was busy with a hot dish in an apron, while Mio Jinguji was huddled aside and didn't know what she was doing.

"Kyogoku-kun, wait a minute, it'll be fine soon." Shino Izumi, who heard the footsteps, didn't look up, but just said lightly.

She seems to have recovered from last night's events.

Kyogoku Kukai thanked him a little embarrassed, speaking of which, the other party was still his employer's girlfriend, but he had just been forcibly kissed on the island.

Jinguji Mio leaned over, and Kyogoku Kukai saw that she was holding a paring knife in one hand and a boxy ...... in the other. Fruit?

"Here, Kukai, your favorite apple." The girl was like a clingy fox, her eyes were shining, and she handed the cube over as if she were offering a treasure.

"......" Kyogoku Kukai still took the apple, and after two bites of it, he threw the bare core into the trash.

What he didn't notice was that Shino Izumi's hand holding the spoon trembled slightly.

After lunch, Kyogoku Kukai said hello and walked into the room.

He slept on the couch last night and had insomnia, and this morning he was in desperate need of a break, so he emptied his brain and adjusted his emotions.

By the time he woke up from the bed he had slept in the previous night, it was already dark.

However, Kyogoku Kukai didn't wake up naturally, the movement outside was too big, and the comatose sleep physique was also awakened.

Putting on his clothes, he pushed the door open.

In the living room, Machida and his wife should have returned to the apartment they had grouped, and Izumi Shino stayed in the corner staring at the phone without saying a word, Kyogoku Yoshiko was holding Jinguji Mio and whispering something to consol something, while Jinguji Mio had an indifferent expression and his eyes were full of disdain.

Kyodaisuke, who was in a wheelchair, had no time getting up, and at this time, he was looking in the direction of the door with a puzzled expression.

Following Daddy's gaze, there was a broken fruit basket on the ground, and there was also a broken fragment of a mobile phone, and it seemed that the sound just now was made by this thing broken.

Kyogoku Kukai probably knows who is coming.

He turned his head to look, and sure enough, a middle-aged man in a neat suit was standing a little cramped in the doorway, and at the moment his face was still apologetic and somewhat flattering.

Jinguji Mio's father, Jinguji Taku.

Kyogoku Kukai stepped over the fragments and greeted him as usual: "Long time no see, Uncle Jinguji." ”

Jinguji Taku showed him a reluctant smile: "It's been a long time since I've seen Kukai, and I'm really getting more and more handsome." ”

"Thank you." Kyogoku Kukai was polite, and then he turned his head to wink at his mother.

Kyogoku Yunko, who got the signal, hugged Jinguji Mio and entered the room.

Kyogoku Kukai turned his head: "Uncle Jinguji, please come in." ”

Jinguji Takumi showed a grateful look at him, and then cautiously walked into the house.

Looking at the middle-aged man who only dared to sit on the sofa with half of his buttocks, Kyogoku Kukai shook his head helplessly.

Today's thing is really normal for this father and daughter.

If it weren't for something earth-shattering, Jinguji Mio would never be in the same room as his father.

It's also possible to give him a little face when Kyogoku Kukai is present.

It's not a matter of a day or two, and although Mio Jinguji is naïve and willful in front of him, she is actually very precocious. However, in Kyogoku Kukai's impression, almost since the girl was sensible, she hated and even hated her father very much.

In the pitiful time that the father and daughter spent together, the girl said only two words at most.

Get away from me.

Get lost.

And Jingu Temple Tuo, as a very powerful chairman of the company outside, he only has humility and flattery when facing Mio Jinguji, let alone scolding his daughter, even if he speaks loudly, he doesn't dare.

This situation intensified as Jinguji Mio grew up.