The streets of Kyoto at half past eight have a different scene, it is not as bustling as Tokyo, but it seems quiet and tranquil, with orange lights and scattered pedestrians, all revealing a kind of cinematic beauty.

Sakura Rinne looked up and looked at the somewhat old-fashioned storefront in front of him, the sign that read [Shin-Horikawa] with black stains on it, and a middle-aged man wearing a white turban rolling back and forth on the grill with two skewers in his hands, and some resisted and took two steps back.

Takuya Aramura thinks that this restaurant is quite pyrotechnic, which reminds him of the barbecue that his roommate in the same dormitory ate on the day of graduation in college, and he went to a similar barbecue restaurant at that time.

This kind of shop may not be very hygienic, everything else, and the taste is much better than some stores in the center of the city with unusually expensive fees.

Shaking the Omamori, the rope hanging from it was wrapped around his fingers, he turned his head to look at the side with a rare look on his face, and said, "Sakura, if you really can't stand it, go back." ”

He didn't mean anything sarcastic in what he said, in fact, he could quite understand it, after all, a young lady like Sakura Rinne, who was born in a consortium and wore clothes with a minimum price of no less than 100,000 yen, was already very face-saving to the poor when she saw the environment here without running away as soon as she saw it.

But when these words fell on Sakura Rinne's ears, they changed, and she automatically translated them into "This is scared?" Sure enough, a pampered lady like you should go back and eat well."

She never felt that she was a big lady, otherwise she would not have made friends with ordinary girls like Tanaka Rino and Uchida Junli, but it was indeed the first time she came to a place with such a poor environment to eat, and she was in a dilemma for a while.

So, she took a deep breath, plucked up the courage to cross the desert village Takuya and stepped into the door of the store, and urged him very stiffly: "What are you still standing there doing, come in!" ”

Takushi Aramura didn't care about spreading his hands and followed in.

Entering the store, Takuya Aramura also saw Takagi Daiyu with his head down and his fingers crossed at a table in the corner, gray polo shirt, brown and yellow cargo pants, and black crossbody bag, which were still the same as they were two days ago.

Beckoning to Rinne Sakura, Takuya Aramura walked over and sat down across from Daiyu Takagi, "Takagi-san." ”

Takagi raised his head, let go of his ten fingers, and looked at him with his dead eyes for a long time before nodding, "Ara... Aramura-san..."

Takuya Aramura also nodded twice and asked, "What's wrong?" Is it hard to work today? ”

"I..." Takagi opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it, and lowered his head again and responded in a deep voice: "No... Actually, it's fine..."

Rinne Sakura stood by and observed for a while, pouting a little dissatisfied, and stretched out her little white hand towards Takuya Aramura.

Takuya Aramura glanced at her, "What are you doing?" ”

"Tissues!" Sakura Rinin glared at him with a "Aren't you knowingly asking" look, "I know, you have a habit of carrying tissues with you." ”

"Oh." Takuya Aramura answered, pulling out a tissue from his pants pocket and handing it to her.

"It's just one!?"

"How many do you want?"

"At least one pack!"

"Sakura, it's a shame to be wasted."

"Stingy!" Sakura Rinne "cut", put the tissue in his hand on the table and wiped it vigorously, opened it and saw that it was dark...

Takuya Aramura only thinks that she has a princess disease, how much does she usually spend at the restaurant she usually goes to? How expensive is this store? The cost performance is not the same, and they are still picky.

Takagi's head was lower, and he was almost buried on the table, and no one could see the expression on his face.

It took more than a minute for Sakura Rinne to sit down as if relieved after snatching a whole pack of paper towels from Takuya Aramura and thoroughly wiping down the table and chairs.

Seeing that she was finally finished tossing, Takuya Aramura began to introduce.

He first raised his hand towards Takagi.

"Daiyu Takagi, my college classmate."

In the face of strangers, Sakura Rinne behaved much more well-behaved, not at all as arrogant and unreasonable as when he treated Takuya Aramura, but was very polite, and bowed his head slightly, "Hello Takagi-san." ”

Takuya Aramura raised his hand to her again.

"Rinne Sakura, colleague."

Takagi raised his head, sat on the spot and bent over, "Hello Sakura-san." ”

Then a long silence began, no one took the initiative to speak, Takuya Aramura and Takagi Daiyu themselves didn't talk much, and Sakura Rinne Junchun was too stupid for fear of offending people, so he simply shut up.

But fortunately, the boss came over in time with a tray full of skewers to break the silence, "Come, the skewers and roast lamb shanks you ordered are here, please call me if you still need to." ”

Finally, I put a knife to cut the leg of lamb on the tray.

"Okay." Takagi Daiyu saw the boss away, got up and took six bottles of Suntory beer from the refrigerator next to the counter and hugged them in his arms, cautiously returned to the table, put bottles of beer on it, and turned to look at Takuya Aramura, "Aramura-san, can you have some?" ”

"Yes." Takuya Aramura bowed, picked up the large glass on the table, pried open the cap with a bottle opener, and poured a glass.

Takagi Daiyu also poured a glass, and the action was a little rude and poured into his mouth, and he let out a long sigh, and turned his head to look at Sakura-san, "Sakura-san wants to drink?" ”

"I don't need to, I don't drink." Sakura Rinne waved his hand again and again, long since lost the pride of pouring a whole can of beer into his mouth on the night of Takuya Aramura's birthday.

Takushi Aramura had also seen the amount of her rotten wine, put down the cup and got up to get a bottle of orange juice from the refrigerator for her, "Here." ”

Sakura Rinin didn't know how to take it, unscrewed the cap of the bottle and took a small sip, feeling that it tasted good, and glanced at the bottle, Itoyuan orange juice raw tea.

Well... Let's drink this in the future... Although this guy in the deserted village doesn't have a good character, his taste seems to be good...

Putting down the juice, she asked Takagi Daiyu with some curiosity: "Takagi-san, did you have a good relationship with Aramura when you were at school?" ”

"How come...," Takagi shook his head with a smile, "Aramura-san, a star sought after by the teachers and students of the whole school, I'm just a transparent person with no sense of existence, and I don't usually have many intersections." ”

Takushi Aramura didn't speak, reaching over the roast leg of lamb and grabbing a string of grilled mushrooms.

The smell of mutton is very strong, and he is not used to eating it.

Seeing his movements, Takagi Daiyu seemed to see through his thoughts, picked up a knife and cut a large piece of mutton and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it a little embarrassed, and said intermittently: "To be honest... This meal... It's been half a year for me... The best meal I ever had..."

Takuya Aramura paused, put down the roasted mushrooms that had just been put to his mouth, raised his eyes and asked, "How is Aunt Takagi's condition?" ”

Takagi's face changed suddenly, and his chewing action stopped for a moment, but immediately returned to normal, and continued to shred and cut off the flesh fibers in his mouth with his teeth.

Takuya Aramura frowned, he had an answer in his heart at this time, but he was not sure, and after thinking for a while, he still gave up and did not continue to ask.

But at this time, Takagi Daiyu spoke, he swallowed the mutton, took a big sip of beer, and then said in a flat tone: "Dead." ”

Takuya Aramura closed his eyes.

Really...

Takagi sighed heavily, a sad smile on his face, "Yes... He's dead... Just last night... She ripped off the infusion tube used to infuse the nutrient solution and made a ring in the toilet... Wrapped in the water pipe inside... strangled himself to death..."

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