April 9, evening.

King District of Mae Province.

After class, Higashinohara stood at the door of the city's hot Kenneth Parliament's mansion and took a look at the private mansion, which covers an area of about one hectare.

A minute earlier, he had passed through the guards the letter that Tokugawa Kurita had entrusted him to bring.

The guards looked at Higashinohara with some vigilance at first, but perhaps Higashinohara saw that the young man was tender and harmless to people and animals, and he was afraid that he would be held accountable for delaying the matter.

After all, he asked Higashinohara to wait for him outside the door, and handed the letter in by himself.

At this time, Higashinohara looked around.

After he got out of the car, he walked all the way, this whole private mansion did not have any architectural signs of a residential area, and the seemingly simple location facilities contained restrained luxury.

Although it is not as close to the mountains and rivers as the nobles of Shangjing are loved, the sight of sporadic pedestrians passing by and the faint sense of depression in the air make Higashinohara unconsciously smell a breath of power between his breaths.

It is probably only the residences of these big names who often appear on TV that can fill the air with such an atmosphere.

Higashinohara couldn't help but think.

It was a long time before the previous guard came back with something in his hand.

Higashinohara glanced at it from a distance, and found that it was not the envelope he handed before, and his brows couldn't help frowning slightly, not knowing what the current scene was.

"Here's an invitation to tomorrow's birthday dinner."

After the guard came out, he glanced at Higashinohara, who was still calm after waiting for most of the day, and couldn't help admiring the other party's patience, and couldn't help but add:

"Tomorrow night is Congressman Kenneth's daughter's birthday dinner, and Councilor Kenneth has read the letter you forwarded, and he said that if you have any other questions, he would be happy to talk to you at tomorrow's birthday dinner."

Birthday dinner?

Higashinohara looked down at the invitation card in the guard's hand.

The letters handed over to him by Tokugawa Kurita were so important that they could almost be said to be related to the life and death of Wano Country, so he entrusted Higashinohara to deliver them in person and bring an answer.

Higashinohara only agreed to Tokugawa Kuritora's request to deliver these letters one by one on the premise of simply "sending letters".

But now, listening to the meaning of the guard's words, Councilor Kenneth did not give Wano Country any reply after reading the letter, but invited him to his daughter's birthday dinner tomorrow.

Higashinohara, of course, does not take the invitation of these politicians too simply.

What else do the other party have to talk about in person?

After hesitating for a moment, Higashinohara smiled at the guard brother and thanked him, took the invitation card from the other party's hand, and turned around and walked towards the outside of the mansion.

Only once.

For the sake of Nishimarumi pear.

Higashinohara said to himself in his heart.

If the next few letters arrive, the other party will also not give a reply after reading them.

Then Higashinohara had no choice but to make a phone call and tell the truth about these to Tokugawa Chestnut Tiger

The day after his arrival in the United States of Tagos, Higashinohara sent the first letter commissioned by Tokugawa Kurita, to which no definite reply was received for the time being.

When he returned to his dormitory in the evening, Higashinohara received a call from Fanny's sister.

There was a sizzling murmur of electricity on the other end of the phone, and it sounded like it was coming from some small, cramped, dark room.

Fanny said that she was thanking Higashinohara and saying that she was safe, but her somewhat trembling tone didn't sound very peaceful.

Higashinohara walked to the balcony of the dormitory and looked back at the dormitory, where no one else noticed him, and they were all on the phone at their homes in Wano Country.

Last night, Minami Takehara and his party were newcomers and experienced the impact of such a terrifying event, which stretched the reflex arc of homesickness for everyone who was emotionally twisted and turned.

When I reacted today, almost the entire dormitory called home as soon as school ended.

Higashinohara, who was holding the mobile phone, couldn't help but slightly curl the corners of his mouth, of course he knew that Senior Sister Fanny was calling not to report safety.

She was mostly alone outside to avoid the pursuit and shivered, remembering the number Higashinohara gave in the morning saying that she could find him at any time if she had difficulties, so she wanted to call and give it a try.

It's just that Higashinohara is not very good at comforting people.

After Sister Fanny asked, "If he is arrested by the Adjudication Division, will it be too late to call him", Higashinohara muttered for two seconds and said, "It's still too late to help deal with the will."

Fanny's world on the other end of the phone suddenly choked, and she almost cried "wow" on the spot.

He covered his mouth tightly.

Higashinohara also realized that he had said the wrong thing.

The rest of the time was appeased, and Sister Fanny, who was trying not to let herself cry, eased up, and was able to hang up the bedtime call.

The next day, April 10.

The day after the people of Takehara South School Park arrived at the Staffford Private Big Sword School Park.

Today is the weekend holiday, but Stafford, as a boarding school, will not be left behind for morning training.

The people in the dormitory were not used to Stafford's rules.

But the thought that this was just the beginning of the next school year made me struggle to get up.

I have to say that the Stafford's private Great Sword School is still located in the "capital of sin" in Meji Province.

Higashinohara also felt yesterday that after experiencing the turmoil of the terrorist attack of the pirates led by the "Hundred Beasts" Negan that night, the atmosphere in the school park was a little gloomy for a while, and a large number of logistics remote calls calmed the emotions of the family, and occasionally met one or two people who seemed a little silent and depressed.

Unexpectedly, a day later, when it was time for morning training this morning, the mental outlook of the students of Stafford Private University who appeared in front of them could be said to be refreshed.

It's time to warm up on the field next to the morning exercise.,It's time to talk and laugh.,It seems that yesterday's crisis that threatened the entire school park is not a big deal for them.,The deceased is gone.,Everyone is facing a new day with a new look.。

This adaptability made him not know for a while whether to admire or have other ideas,

After the morning training, Higashinohara spent the rest of the day in the Staffordshire Library, looking for something to help him from the vast expanse of books on the shelves.

In that big class yesterday morning, the words of the old man Professor Albert seemed to open a door to Higashinohara, allowing him to see the outline of the [rules] from the [field].

It's just that it's obviously not enough to have an empty outline, and what Higashinohara needs to do now is to help himself fill in the outline through more works and discourses of his predecessors in the speed department.

Speaking of which, after coming to this world for more than a year, Higashinohara has rarely had the opportunity to study the things in the book so seriously.

But when he really focused on doing something, he found that time flew by.

When I arrived at the hotel at noon, Higashinohara didn't go back to the dormitory or the cafeteria, so he took out the bread stick he brought from the restaurant in the morning and dealt with it cold, even if he had lunch.

In the afternoon, when he came back to his senses as he sat by the window, he suddenly noticed that it had darkened outside the library for some time.

I looked down at the time on my watch.

Four o'clock in the afternoon.

Higashinohara was stunned for a little for two seconds before he realized that it wasn't dark outside.

Instead, the sky was covered with lead clouds at some point, and a trickling rain came from the thick clouds in the distance, lingering with the yellow lights that had just been lit up on the campus.

It's almost time.

He hasn't forgotten today's invitation.

While chewing on today's harvest in his heart, Higashinohara packed up the books and put them back in their place.

Out of the library, Higashinohara went back to the dormitory to change into the formal clothes that his aunt Kolotia had prepared for him when he came, and went out to take a taxi with an umbrella.

After about 30 minutes of driving, Higashinohara arrived at the private mansion of yesterday.

When I got out of the car, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the sewer on the side of the road was rattling, and Higashinohara raised his leg and stretched out one foot to step into the stagnant water, turned around and paid the driver in the front seat.

Immediately, he held up his umbrella.

Following the guidance of a street lamp that was obviously set up with the theme of a birthday party, I walked unhurriedly to the door of the private mansion that I had visited once last night.

In front of the mansion, some nobles and parliamentarians who had only been seen on television by most of the United States of Tagos had reserved smiles on their faces, and their female companions, who were holding the gorgeous long skirts dragging beside them, walked into the mansion with invitations with a calm smile.

Boom!

A white python suddenly crawled through the clouds in the sky, stretching the figure of Higashinohara standing alone in the rain slender like a ghost.

Compared with the big people who were invited,

Higashinohara, who was alone with an umbrella and surrounded by heavy rain, emitted a slight aura of loneliness.

However, at this moment,

Higashinohara squinted at the luxurious mansion that seemed to be flooded by heavy rain in the dark sky, but a feeling of looking at a lonely boat that could capsize at any time in the raging waves inexplicably rose in his heart.

Suddenly, there was a car whistle behind Higashinohara, and two white gas lamps pierced through the rain curtain, stretching Higashinohara's shadow again in the flowing water on the ground.

Higashinohara didn't turn around.

Just lowered his eyes and silently moved out of the way.

The car splashed with water at a high level.

When I passed by Higashinohara.

In the car, the corner of the eyes of the woman wearing black tulle in the back seat drifted past the slender and thin figure standing on the side of the road with an umbrella with her head down, and turned her head thoughtfully to look at the colorful mansion luxury car in front of her.

Should I say a good ukiyo-e.

The woman thought silently in her heart.

Something went wrong at home today, and I went out for two trips.

Slightly less update, to be made up tomorrow.

(End of chapter)