Chapter 11 The folk customs are simple and simple in the town of rice flowers

"Papa, goodbye, Uncle Vodka." Aitor stepped out of the car, waved at the two people in the car, and then turned to open the door.

"Big brother, Avita......" The look under the vodka sunglasses was particularly complicated.

He thought that the other party was just a child who longed for the fatherly love of his eldest brother, but now it seems that there is more than that?

Avita ...... It's not normal.

Gin watched the young man's figure walk into the house, and his eyes motioned for vodka to drive.

While letting out a clear sneer in his heart.

"Believe it or not, Ivey's little imp is waiting for us to die like that dog." Gin voice mocks.

I'm afraid that when they die, that little ghost will also nervously face them with the little paper figure, looking forward to it and can't wait for them to die quickly.

"How so? Ivey wouldn't do that......" Vodka said in disbelief.

How much Avi Clear likes big brother gin, vodka still knows.

Such a party would wish that Brother Gin would die?

"That little ghost ......," Gin curled the corners of his mouth.

"I've been crazy for a long time." He said.

As early as the days of being imprisoned by that couple, I am afraid that I have gone crazy.

That's right...... A researcher couple who originally belonged to Karasuma Pharmaceutical.

Everything went according to the plan.

"Big brother—" Vodka burst into tears.

"Ivy is so pathetic—" he said in a voice full of pity.

I was about to cry for the other party's pity.

"Stop your useless mercy, vodka." Gin tries to interrupt the vodka's divergent emotions.

"Ivey must not have deliberately expected us to die, he was just sick, don't ......be angry, big brother," Vodka continued to say with teary eyes.

I'm afraid Aitto can't tell the difference between the dead and the living.

Gin:......

Vodka this guy is always emotionally unnecessary.

Is that little imp pitiful with vodka?

He didn't feel sorry for himself.

Vodka's mercy is meaningless.

Ignoring vodka's action of wiping away tears, Gin took a picture of Aitto's diagnosis and sent it to the email.

Sent to the boss.

I'm sure he cares about that.

"Enough of crying? Vodka, drive. Gin reminds the vodka that is still in tears.

"Oh, okay." Vodka suddenly wiped away his tears and started driving seriously.

……

Aitto placed the little paper figure attached to the dog's soul on the couch.

Begin to wait for the change of the little paper figure.

The small paper figurine, which was originally pure white, gradually turned light brown.

From a human form, it became the shape of a Shiba Inu.

Tail and ears grow.

Aitto found a black paintbrush and drew the eyes in the paper man's ......, no, in the paper dog's hollow eye sockets.

Then the Shiba Inu, which was wearing a paper body, suddenly came to life.

Trotted a few steps on the couch.

"Don't touch the water, and don't go near the fire, the paper people are afraid of these things." Aitto touched the paper figure that looked like a Shiba Inu.

The touch coming from your fingertips is the touch of paper, not the touch of plush.

"But even if this body is broken, I can replace it with a new one."

"But if you leave the paper figure for too long, the soul will dissipate." He reminded in a worried tone.

I finally have my first pet family, but I can't disappear so quickly.

The paper man Shiba Inu wagged his tail and silently rubbed Aitto's hand.

It's the size of a palm, but it's cute.

Aitto was holding a magazine entitled "How to Keep a Pet" in his hand, and the little Shiba Inu was lying on his shoulder, looking curiously with black eyes.

"The book says that the dog should be given a certain amount of walking time every day, so that the dog should be familiar with the environment near home......" Aitto nodded as he looked at the contents of the magazine.

"I'll take you for a walk now, it just so happens that I haven't walked around yet, let's get acquainted with the surroundings of our new home." Aitto touched the little Shiba Inu on his shoulder.

Although it doesn't feel soft and fluffy, he still likes it.

"They say it's best to walk a dog on a leash......," said Aitto, looking at the size of the little Shiba Inu on his shoulder.

The palm is big, and it's not as big as the collar of the leash.

Aito thought about it, found a thin ribbon that is usually used to tie a bow, and wrapped it around the neck of the little Shiba Inu and tied a knot.

The other end of the ribbon was held in his hand.

He nodded in satisfaction.

"Very well, now we can go out." He changed into sneakers and happily started his first dog walking career.

It's afternoon, because the sunset in the sky is filled with a layer of haze.

"It seems that the surroundings of our new home are very nice, very quiet," said Aitto......, touching the little Shiba Inu on his shoulder.

He used to be in the United States, although he often changed his address, but every address, the neighborhood was too lively.

At night, you can hear gunfire and screams outside, and during the day, you can see free people shooting in the streets.

There were also several times when burglars broke into his house late at night and were killed by a trap he had set in the yard.

The corpse fell on the lawn, blood on the ground.

Overnight, Aitto cut them into eight pieces, stuffed them into bags, and dragged them in suitcases to the organization's local base, where they were stuffed into crematoriums and destroyed.

Even the lawn was replaced overnight.

After all, this situation was expected for a long time, so I used fake lawns that were easy to change.

Several people died one after another, but the police did not come to the door.

Aitor still lives a quiet life.

It wasn't until he said hello to the people of the city in that place, blew up dozens of buildings, and killed and injured thousands, that he moved to another place.

Aitto changed his residence in the United States more than fifty times, and New York was his last stop.

He would greet every city he lived in.

Japan also needs it.

Although Papa said that it should be low-key, as long as the identity is not discovered, it is fine.

Aito has no shortage of emotional value, although he was burdened with hundreds of millions of debts in order to buy Six Eyes, but when he changed his residence in the United States more than 20 times, the debt was paid off.

The buildings he bombed in the United States are conservatively estimated to be in the thousands.

In the three years in the United States, due to the continuous bombing in various places, it even appeared on the FBI's wanted list, and the bounty has reached 10 million.

The gain of emotional value is also very impressive.

After repaying the debt of 100 million, he now has a balance of 200 million emotional value.

More than 50 greetings have only earned a total of more than 300 million emotional values.

Some have not yet been provided to him by U.S. residents.

It was given to him by people from other countries who saw the news on the Internet.

And he also owns fan sites.

People often leave messages under that website, hoping that he blew up which place and where.

If Ato sees it, he will add that place to the next goal.

The balance of 200 million is enough for Aito to live for a long time if he just survives.

But Aitto can't guarantee that anything will happen that will require the purchase of expensive items.

In addition, he had read from a book before that he couldn't stop easily, and once he was satisfied, he couldn't continue to improve.

So he felt that he still had to maintain the same behavior as in the United States.

Make up the balance every once in a while.

It is...... The kind of book says, be prepared?