Takuya Aramura took out his phone and looked at it.

Tane-chan: Come to me, I'll give you back the clothes.

Tana-chan: I'm in a sanatorium at Tokyo Medical University Hospital.

Aramura: What clothes?

Seed sauce: The black baseball jacket you lent me on the night of the audition for "Sword".

Aramura: It's been two months, hasn't it? I thought you were going to pay it back, forget it, I'll give it to you if you like it.

Seed sauce: Come on.

Aramura: No.

Seed sauce: Come on.

Huang:...

Takuya Aramura turned his head and thought, how about going to farm Risa, it's better than dealing with this group of mentally ill people at Sakura's house, right?

So he made up his mind and got up to say goodbye to the Sakura couple.

"Mr. Sakura, Mrs. Sakura, I still have some problems, so I'll retire first, and I'll bother you next time."

Sakura's father looked at him suspiciously, "What's the matter?" You're not going to trick me again, are you? ”

Takuya Aramura paused, "Where can there be such a thing, I can't be more honest, and there is really something." ”

"What's the matter?"

"I have a friend hospitalized, I'm going to check it out."

"Well, then I—" Sakura's father nodded thoughtfully.

Takuya Aramura sat back and looked at him with a serious expression, "Mr. Sakura, it's illegal to stalk others. ”

Sakura's father smiled disapprovingly and said, "I didn't say I would follow you, and you kid don't think too highly of yourself, why should I send someone to follow you." ”

"I hope so."

Takuya Aramura got up again and walked in the direction of the door.

Walking out of Sakura's house, Takuya Aramura strolled along the path to the entrance of the alley - anyway, there was no hurry to farm Risa, so it was not too much to take a stroll by himself.

After getting out of the alley, Takuya Aramura couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Chiyoda Ward is worthy of being a wealthy area in Tokyo, most of the houses here are wooden villas, although the decoration does not look luxurious, but the details are all telling him: poor ghost, even if you work hard for a lifetime, you can't afford to buy a house here!

Putting away this overly realistic idea, Takuya Aramura hitched a ride on the train and prepared to go to Tokyo Medical University Hospital.

This time was different from when Takuya Aramura came, the car was crowded with people, not only did there be no free seats, but the car was also filled with the smell of sweat, which made him frown.

Takuya Aramura chose a smooth and straight armrest, and leaned over with his hands and squinted his eyes.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in a suit and carrying a briefcase next to Takuya Aramura was squeezed by the surging crowd and then fell on top of him.

Takuya Aramura opened his eyes and glanced at the man, the suit and the bag in his hand were all high-end goods, especially the watch on his wrist, Vacheron Constantin's, the price was not less than 10 million yen.

Why? Isn't there a little too much rich person you've met recently? Can you even take a random train ride to see it? If you are already so rich, why do you have to squeeze the tram with a group of ordinary people? Could it be that God is reminding me that I should concentrate on earning money?

The man grabbed the handrail, stabilized himself, and bowed his head towards Takuya Aramura, "I'm sorry. ”

Takuya Aramura felt that he didn't have money because he didn't work hard enough and couldn't blame others, so he waved his hand, "It's okay." ”

Sixteen minutes later, a disembarkation prompt sounded in the car.

"Nishi-Shinjuku Station, it's here."

After getting out of the car, Takuya Aramura ran to the flower shop he went to last time and asked the female high school student named Rin Shibuya to get him a bouquet of purple bellflower flowers.

Feeling a little thirsty, Takuya Aramura casually found a milk tea shop called "Tokugawa" and bought a cup of milk tea.

In this way, Takuya Aramura walked to the sanatorium of Tokyo Medical University Hospital with flowers in one hand and milk tea in the other.

Then he saw an unexpected person at the gate - the man wearing Vacheron Constantin he met on the tram.

He is also the same as himself, holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand, and the tag on the flower should be from the same store, and what is even more outrageous is that he also bought purple bellflower flowers.

The man was also surprised to see him, so he stepped forward to talk, "Hello little brother, what a coincidence, I met again." ”

"What a coincidence."

Takuya Aramura nodded, took a sip of milk tea, and several pearls were connected and fell into his mouth.

"I'm really sorry just now, I haven't been on a train for more than ten years, but I didn't expect it to be so crowded in the car."

"The car broke down?"

"It was sent for maintenance, and I came back from Huaguo temporarily today, so I didn't disclose the itinerary in order to surprise my daughter, so I could only take the tram."

"To see my daughter?"

"yes." The man laughed, revealing a hint of tenderness on his face, "What about you, little brother?" ”

Takuya Aramura nodded in understanding, although the old father's thoughts were a little clumsy, but they were very touching, and he didn't hate these things full of warmth.

"Visiting friends."

"That's right..."The man glanced at his watch, then bowed slightly to Takuya Aramura, "It's almost time, goodbye." ”

"Well, goodbye."

The two said goodbye and walked to two different elevators.

Takuya Aramura pressed the number 7, and the elevator began to slowly surge upwards.

Bite!

The elevator door opens, and Takuya Aramura and the man get out of the elevator at the same time on the same floor.

The two looked at each other and couldn't say a word for a long time.

“… Little brother... Way? ”

“… Drop by..."

The two said goodbye again, and then walked to the door of the same room.

Both of them were silent.

Takuya Aramura suddenly remembered a sentence that I don't know who said:

There are always many coincidences in life, and two parallel lines may meet one day. There are always many accidents in life, and the kite in the hand will suddenly break.

At this time, Taneda's mother came over with a black baseball jacket and a cardboard box with "CandyApple" printed on it.

"Huh? Daddy of the child? Aramura-kun? ”

The man turned his head to look at Takuya Aramura, his face was no longer as kind as before, and his eyes were extremely sharp, "Ara... Village-kun? Are you the Takuya Aramura who spread the scandal with my daughter? ”

Takuya Aramura suddenly felt that life was very difficult, "That's right... Farming... Sir..."

"Humph!" Farming's father's face was frosty, and he looked up and down Takuya Aramura, "You look okay, but I just don't know if your heart is as beautiful as your appearance!" ”

He always felt that this man was very familiar, and he didn't react at first, but when his wife mentioned it, he remembered it, isn't it the playboy Takuya Aramura in the voice actor world?

Ever since his daughter had an affair with him, he has been paying attention to this young man with outstanding appearance, and he was shocked if he didn't know it, this bastard actually had an affair with three women in just half a year!

Such a man is a playboy at first glance! How can you just give your daughter to him like this!?

Takuya Aramura closed his eyes and mourned for himself.

Taneda's mother protected him behind her, and looked at her husband with some anger, "What a faux pas!" How can you say that! ”

Farming's father was so angry that his face turned black, and the green tendons burst on his forehead, if he could, he really wanted to smash his fist on Takuya Aramura and draw a scarlet end to his life!

As everyone knows, Takuya Deserted Village, who had just walked around from the Ghost Gate, took a step back, preparing to escape from this place of right and wrong.

The door to the ward opened, and the beautiful head of the peerless beauty protruded from inside.

"Why are you so noisy? Aramura-kun, you're finally here, why are you so late every time? Can't you go faster? Huh? Father? Why are you back? ”

“…”

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