Now at half past five in the afternoon, I can't wait for the sunset, and the bright sun is shining uncontrollably on the earth.

Aosawa said goodbye to the students of the kendo club at the school gate and walked home alone.

When he reached the door of 601's room, he unscrewed the door and shouted inside, "I'm back, Chiyo." ”

The sliding doors of the balcony were not closed, and the warm hot air slipped into the living room, slapping on his cheeks as he passed through the kitchen, carrying the aroma of grilled steak.

Qing Ze took a deep breath, closed the door with his backhand, and said curiously: "It's so fragrant, won't you eat tonight?" ”

In the kitchen, Chiyo Morimoto turned over the steak, turned his head and said, "If you don't eat, I specially bought two large Kobe steaks and served them with your favorite fruits for dinner." ”

"What's happening today?"

Aosawa had a surprised expression on his face, at the Morimoto family, Kobe steak was not a meat that could be eaten from time to time, and it was usually only bought when something happy happened.

Chiyo Morimoto smiled, "Things about my work have finally stabilized.

So I just wanted to celebrate.

Didn't you complain in the morning that I had been slacking off on your concern lately?

I've already done some reflection and rewarded you with a Kobe steak. ”

"Good, keep it up."

Qing Ze pretended to nod, stepped forward to wash his hands, and sat down on the barstool.

In front of him is a plate of fruit made up of dragon fruit, cantaloupe, banana, and mango.

He picked up his fork and picked up the sliced banana, the surface of which was milk mixed with sugar water, and fell into his mouth, and the tip of his tongue was particularly sweet to the touch.

With the soft flesh of the banana, it is really a treat.

"Delicious."

"If you like it."

"Chiyo, I'll reward you with a piece of dragon fruit."

Qing Ze picked up a piece of dragon fruit and motioned for her to come over and eat it.

Chiyo Morimoto gave him a blank look and said, "Reward me with what I made for you, so should I thank you for the reward?" ”

"Don't be so polite, it's all something I should do."

Qing Ze replied with a grin, not thinking that there was anything wrong with such behavior at all.

Why should you be weak in the soft rice you eat with your strength?

Chiyo Morimoto gave Aosawa a blank look, put down the spatula, stepped forward, and put the sideburns that were in the way behind his ear with his right hand.

She bent down and bit down on the piece of dragon fruit.

The bright red lips are stained with a little pure white cream, which looks particularly charming.

The tongue curled, and the lips turned bright red again.

"Chiyo, one more piece."

He hurriedly picked up a piece.

Chiyo Morimoto didn't eat, glared at him, didn't speak, his eyes had already expressed everything, and he was charming.

She didn't know where Qing Ze's idea of feeding, but sometimes, she couldn't help the restlessness in her heart and wanted to cooperate.

I know that this kind of behavior is easy to misfire, but I am immersed in the excitement of repeatedly jumping on the edge of the line of fire.

is teasing Qingze, and it is also stirring the flame in her heart.

Chiyo Morimoto straightened up and continued to stare at the steak in the pot.

Qing Ze could only stuff the dragon fruit handed forward into his mouth.

Maybe he thought too much, in the sweet taste, the dragon fruit has a hint of mellow like old wine.

It seems to be Chiyo's lipstick and perfume smell.

Damn, when will I be able to taste Chiyo's mussels thoroughly?

Qing Ze thought about the future, and began to eat the fruit on the table to reduce the fire.

……

The fully cooked Kobe steak tastes average.

Chiyo's craftsmanship is not as good as those restaurant chefs, and it is impossible to keep the tenderness of the fully cooked steak.

Aosawa wiped his mouth with a tissue, sat on a high stool and chatted with Chiyo Morimoto for a while, and then said, "Chiyo, I'm going out for a night run." ”

Chiyo Morimoto's eyes flashed with a hint of suspicion: "You run so late every day, where do you play?" ”

"Men also need to be a little secret."

Aosawa didn't want to lie and deceive Chiyo Morimoto, he would just choose not to say it, or avoid the topic.

Chiyo Morimoto looked at his face carefully, the heavenly court was full, there was no depression between his eyebrows, he looked very sunny, and he didn't look like a boy with those bad habits.

"Don't give me anything to touch outside, if I find out, you'll die."

"Chiyo, I'm not that kind of person."

Qing Ze replied with a smile, got up and said, "Then I'll go first." ”

"Remember, you don't come back too late, if you go past half past nine, you will bear the consequences."

"Yes, Queen, please rest assured."

Qing Ze replied with a smile and walked out the door.

He took the elevator to the ground floor and began to sprint forward following a running route of thirteen kilometers in one hour.

When I ran to the familiar park, the street lights were still flashing, and it seemed that the local government had forgotten that the street lights were broken.

Light and darkness alternate in the park.

He gasped for breath and crouched down with his hands against the floor, using the ability of catalyst sensing.

In an instant, the gaze was raised in an instant.

There are not as many pictures as before, and within a radius of one kilometer, this park is the only one with this kind of floor.

All he could see and hear was the park.

In this state, the exhaustion of his body disappeared, and he watched quietly, making sure that there was no sound in the park.

He was relieved of his abilities, and his body was not as wheezing as before.

It was also a means for him to relieve fatigue.

Qing Ze turned around and walked into the forest, his body gradually blurring and becoming translucent.

As his mind moved, the view of the grove vanished, and a much larger picture came into view.

Aosawa stands at the top of the Tokyo Skytree and offers an unobstructed view of Tokyo at night.

Colorful lights dot the darkness, illuminating the shapes of buildings and streets.

The rumbling sound of the wind echoes in your ears, and you can occasionally see the sky flashing with colored lights.

That's an airplane.

Qing Ze looked up, and a thought came to mind.

The person appeared inside the plane in an instant.

Look at the rows of seats and the people sitting on them, Asia, Europe.

The stewardess walking around was wearing a very beautiful short skirt, and he looked at it with his see-through ability, which should be said to be worthy of being a stewardess.

The style is just different from others.

He floated up and burrowed into the captain's cab, wanting to see for himself what the environment was like.

I've only seen it in movies before.

He entered the cab, looked at the completely incomprehensible lights and instrument panels, and then glanced at the hazy night outside.

Qing Ze's curiosity was satisfied, so he didn't continue to stay here.

One thought, the person disappeared into the cockpit of the plane.

If catalyst sensing is to elevate his spirit to the realm of gods, then Schrödinger's cat is to make him feel that he has become a god.

It's so wonderful to have a thought anywhere and look down on all beings.

Standing on the Kyoto Tower, Aosawa looked down at the city with a strong sense of history, and thought to himself that Kyoto has a different kind of Tokyo beauty at night.

……

Sakura Aya suspects that she is being targeted by the god of decay today.

Last moment, she was still quite a popular blogger.

Live well and dare to fight.

On some shady software, she works in the kind of faceless video service industry.

Sometimes one-on-one, sometimes live broadcast to the majority of netizens.

I work a few hours on time every night, and I earn millions of yen a month.

This line of work can make those men's money.

Sakura Caiya worked very hard and met some netizens who were more perverted.

When it comes to one-on-one service, she suffers a lot.

All kinds of strange requirements, as long as the owners add money, it is not a thing.

She was most afraid of the kind of request to hide what she was doing from the public.

Several times I was almost exposed.

The host was very excited.

She only felt frightened, once exposed to the public, it meant that her reputation was ruined.

Today, as usual, in order to satisfy the gimmick of netizens, she deliberately sneaked into the Kamogawa Park, which was closed for maintenance, at the door.

She hid in the grass for a live broadcast, originally, she only needed to give the camera to the bottom and whisper something to netizens to make this live broadcast end.

But during the live broadcast, a little accident happened, that is, from the perspective of the grass where she squatted, she happened to see a kidnapping case against a homeless man.

It can't be said to be an accident either.

Sakura Caiya knew in her heart that there was a homeless man here, and she deliberately chose this grass to add a little visual experience to netizens.

Create the kind of inappropriate plot for children that netizens expect once they speak out, it is likely to attract unemployed homeless people.

Rendering such an excitement is easy to attract netizens into the room to watch.

But Sakura Caiya never thought that someone would choose to kidnap the homeless man tonight.

Coincidentally, that scene was seen by her again.

Coincidentally, the time they kidnapped the homeless man was about the same as the time it took for her body to react physically.

Regret that you shouldn't have drunk so much water.

It was originally a surprise to receive gifts from the majority of netizens, but the cold sweat that made the cherry blossoms come down.

Because she made too much noise, the group of kidnappers heard the booing sound.

Sakura realized that she was exposed, and quickly got up and ran wildly outside.

……

Time reverts to the present.

"Brothers, this is the address, hurry up and call the police for Sakura!"

Sakura Saiya's voice was a little crying, and the running made the live camera picture blurry, only the rumbling wind sounded.

But netizens did not rush to call the police.

Some people say it's a script, some people say it doesn't, and some people say that bloggers are really going to be handled by homeless people?

They chatted excitedly, but none of them wanted to call the police on behalf of the blogger.

Although Japan has long been inseparable from its colors in the outside world, the people living in it still stubbornly hint to themselves that they are of good character.

It's the kind of upright gentleman who opens on the street in various custom shops and can keep himself without crooked thoughts.

Calling the police will involve why they were able to watch the scene, and then affect their reputation.

"Please, this is not acting, please call me the police!"

Sakura Aya gasped, and everyone was about to cry.

She can't call the police herself, and if she is distracted and looks at her phone, she may let the enemy chase her.

Sakura Aya was so cautious that she was still driven to a dead end.

The back door of the park is actually closed at night!

At this time, she remembered that she had ignored the warning of the park's maintenance closure and quietly slipped in through the main entrance.

(End of chapter)