"Has Sister eaten? No, then I'm just fine, what do you want to eat and send you a share? ”

"Not really? How can that work! You don't have to eat? ”

"I haven't had to work lately."

"Otherwise, I'll deliver a bento every day from now on?"

"Okay, okay, I'm not going, then don't forget to buy a fast food like a rice bowl, no matter how busy you are, you have to eat, otherwise what if your body collapses?"

Under the cloudless pure sky, Takitanazawa kept talking to the mobile phone in his ear, and his concern was overflowing, until the other end of the phone hurriedly hung up, he smiled and put the phone in his pocket again.

Glancing around, he walked towards the nearest vending machine and threw in a five-hundred-yen coin.

With a clang, Takitanizawa bent down and took out a can of Coke from it, buttoned open the aluminum pull ring, and dark brown bubbles swelled, feeling a little cold in his throat.

He was just calling Tsubaki Takitani.

If you have a plan, don't be superficial, and do your best to implement it is his consistent style.

Since you have to think about Raider Sister, then the matter of sending some souvenirs to Section Chief Kazama, who is in control of her promotion or not, is also on the agenda, but it is impossible for Takitanizawa to run over with a banknote stupidly.

Don't say it's to see the virtuous section chief.

Even the gate of the Omiya Ward Police Station in Saitama City, whether he can enter smoothly and find someone is still two different things.

Some things have to be done gradually.

For example, Takitanizawa had never visited her sister as a family member of a staff member before, so he had to visit first in the past two days to find out the road inside the Omiya District Police Station and know where the office was.

And more than once, at least not particularly abruptly, there must be a valid reason.

That's why this call is important.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, foreshadowing and not foreshadowing are completely different things, and if you can do your best, try not to compromise.

While thinking about the feasibility of the plan, Takitanizawa walked into a large convenience store closest to Honmachi, and he had come to buy some necessities.

"Welcome—"

The sweet voice of the counter lady reached my ears.

He didn't stop, and first walked towards the sorting area of daily necessities, intending to buy some mold removal spray first.

Beginning in May, the warm and humid southeast monsoon from the Pacific Ocean moves north along the Japanese archipelago like a calf licking the grass.

The rainy season has been here for more than half a month.

Saitama is located in the northern part of Tokyo, and it is naturally the hardest hit area by the rainy season, although the weather is quite sunny today, but it is only for a while, and the continuous rain has already caused mold to grow in many corners of the house.

Not only does this thing smell uncomfortable, but if you don't deal with it, you may get a respiratory infection, which is really troublesome.

In addition, the vegetables and meat in the refrigerator at home should also be replenished, as the eldest sister of the family, Takiya Tsubaki is an out-and-out workaholic, and he is not interested in these things at all, and his cooking skills are limited to cooking the ingredients, and he has always been responsible for procurement.

"Onions, potatoes, green onions, tomatoes, and eggs also have to be bought, and there seems to be no salt at home..."

Takitanazawa pushed a cart and ran from the daily necessities area to the fresh food area, carrying things the same, looking at his phone from time to time, and holding things according to the memo.

To be honest, he felt it was necessary to learn how to cook.

Under the torrent of the times, men are really a little unable to handle a few brushes in cooking, and even in China, they have evolved into the ability that men should have.

But this is Japan—

After the end of the boxing era with four wallets and three high scores, normal women's requirements for their husbands have become that they are men, have a proper job, and do not commit domestic violence, falling from the sky to the ground.

Being able to cook is a plus.

So Takitanazawa also plans to study his cooking skills, but thinking of the game's ability to draw ability, he thinks it's more convenient to find a woman with excellent cooking skills.

This has to be written down in a notebook.

After taking the things he wanted on the list, Takitanizawa pondered for a moment, and was about to look at the only expensive fruit in Japan not far away, when a slightly weak female voice came from behind him.

"Takiya-kun?"

"Huh?"

Takitanizawa raised his head, leaned sideways and looked in the direction of the sound source, and saw a beautiful woman in a white dress, only half a shelf away from him.

The other party's goose egg face is not half made of makeup.

I didn't even wear lip gloss, and my lips looked a little pale, but my chest was a familiar heaviness.

"It's Aunt Miko." Takitanazawa recognized the acquaintance, pushed the cart in his hand and walked over, greeting with a natural face: "You also came to buy something?" ”

"There's no vegetables left at home, so let's take a look."

"Koizumi didn't come along."

Seeing him mention his daughter directly, a gentle color appeared on Mrs. Qingyi's slightly pale cheeks, pursed her pale lips slightly, and then explained softly:

"The kid went back to school in Tokyo."

"I almost forgot, she's a first-year college year, but there should be more than a month before the summer vacation."

"Yes, but she comes back often."

"That's right, after all, it's only thirty minutes from Tokyo to Omiya Station by train, even if the school is in Bunkyo District, it's estimated that it will only be an hour, and I don't know if I forgot to ask her, so I think I should ask..."

Takitanazawa thought about it, Tokyo and Saitama are one place in a broad sense, and the transportation is indeed convenient.

And when he said the back just now, his voice gradually began to talk to himself, remembering that in addition to this pure little sheep being able to gather wool, she also patted her chest to introduce herself to a girlfriend, and she didn't know how it went, and she didn't say anything about sending a message to herself.

"Does Takiya-kun have something to ask Koizumi?" Mrs. Qingyi has a good ear, and asked with some curiosity in her eyes.

"It's just a small thing."

Takitani Ze waved his hand, signaling that the other party didn't need to worry too much, and then responded with a smile: "And don't call me Takitani-kun, I'm just a junior, you can call me Aze or Ozawa like my sister." ”

"That's not polite, is it?"

"You are an elder, I am friends with Koizumi, why are you embarrassed, you have already finished picking?"

"Well, it's all chosen."

"Then let's go over and settle the bill first, if you don't mind, I can help you carry it, and I'll give it to you when I get to the door, I just don't lack the strength."

"What's so embarrassing about that..."Mrs. Qingyi raised her hand to cover her mouth, as if she didn't expect him to be so polite.

The last time she came to the house, she was already very grateful in her heart, not only for herself, but also because of her daughter, and now she is still very moved when she thinks about it.

Now I'm still thinking about helping myself carry things.

The more Kiyo Yimiko looked at Takitana's face, the more gentle her eyes became, and even flashed with a look of remembrance.

What a good boy.

Now it's like the same person I used to be...

"After all, I'm friends with Koizumi, and I have something to ask her, and the last time she invited me to dinner, it was because I said that I had helped you move things before."

Takitanizawa said with a smile as he walked, and when he went to the counter to settle the bill, he also took the initiative to help take things from the cart, and when they finished settling the bill, they lifted a large plastic bag on their left and right hands before the other party raised their hands.

Mrs. Kiyoi pursed her lips and did not refuse.

Instead, he showed a gentle smile.

After leaving the convenience store, the two walked together, trying to walk in the shadows, and the sun outside was scorching.

It's a short walk down the street from home.

Originally, Takitanazawa was just helping, although I don't know the reason, but this lady is also one of his three blue fat sheep, even if he didn't think about it, but helping to carry something is not a thing.

It's just that this wife, who seems to have a story and is usually quiet, has talked a lot along the way.

"Takiya... Ozawa also comes to buy groceries a lot, right? ”

"Yes, my sister is very busy with work and has no time to take care of these, so I am more idle in comparison, and I just quit my job now, so I might as well tidy up my house if I am idle."

"Resigned? Is it that work is not going well, don't take it to heart, it is normal to have setbacks in life. ”

"It's not going well, but I also have a detailed plan for the next job, and you can be so gentle, to say that Koizumi has not inherited this completely from you, and her voice is quite big to be honest."

"But my daughter is actually very easy to deceive." Mrs. Qingyi tilted her head slightly, and said thoughtfully.

This sentence made Takitanizawa stop suddenly.

Mrs. Kiyoi walked several steps before she found out.

She turned around and blinked.

Looking at Takiyazawa who was standing not far away.

Then when he raised his head, he met Mrs. Qingyi's puzzled eyes, as if asking him why he stopped, pure and invisible.

"Ozawa?"

She whispered softly.

"I'm sorry." Takitanizawa had an apologetic expression on his face, and said with a sincere expression: "I'm distracted." ”

"It's okay, it's already here."

Mrs. Kiyoi smiled understandingly.

Hearing this, Takitanizawa turned his face sideways, and found that the gray brick wall on the right side was pasted with the white nameplate of Qingyi's family, only to find that he had already arrived, and after a while, he regained his composure and handed over the bag in his hand: "Here you are." ”

"Thank you so much, would you like to have a cup of tea?"

Mrs. Qingyi took the bag, it seemed that the thing was too heavy, or the strength was relatively small, so she could only hold her hands in front of her chest, squeezing the peaks and spreading outward.

"No need, I'm going to have to go back and deal with things."

After a pause, Takitanizawa squinted again and looked carefully at Mrs. Kiyoi, who was standing in front of her with her hands tied and a warm smile on her pale cheeks, and said slowly:

"If you need help, just ask, just come to our house and find me."

"Thank you, Ozawa." Mrs. Qingyi's smile was still as gentle as water, but after thinking about it, she took out a peach from the plastic bag after a while: "Please eat one." ”

"Thank you, then I'll take my leave."

After taking it, Takitanizawa bowed slightly and said goodbye.

Without hesitation, he turned around and left.

Mrs. Kiyoi stood under the dimly lit eaves.

Watching him come to the intersection and turn the corner, the figure gradually disappeared into the street, and stood in place for a while.

She pursed her lips and thought about it.

I put the contents of my arms on the ground first.

Then he took out his phone, began to look through his address book, found the number, and dialed it.

Doodoooooo –

The call was quickly connected.

Mrs. Kiyoi raised her head, looked at the direction where Takitanizawa disappeared just now, and said softly in a very serious tone: "Koizumi, if it's okay in Tokyo, let's go back home more, my mother is very scared at home." ”