The brand new musical instrument shop was unsurprisingly devoid of customers, and when the proprietor saw the two children walk in, he didn't care at all if they could afford it, but just rolled his eyelids boredly, casually told him, and continued to nap behind the counter.

Nakahara also moved his eyes, looking boredly at a piece of musical instrument around him for a while, his eyes sour by the lighting that set off the atmosphere, and finally returned to the person who proposed to come in.

"Which one will you be? There are quite a lot of musical instruments here. ”

Furuzawa Qianjima's glance fixed on a guitar-like ukulele in the corner, and turned his head and asked, "Hey boss, can you take it down and audition?" ”

"You are free to ...... Damages are compensated according to the price. The boss didn't even look up, only stretched out a hand and shook it behind the counter.

This attitude doesn't care at all whether they will compensate or not, and I don't know if they really don't care about business or if there is some force behind it.

Nakahara Nakaya watched for two more seconds because of the boss's attitude, but soon landed on the instrument that Furusawa Qiandao had taken down, and walked over to take a closer look, "What is this?" ”

It looks like a smaller guitar with fewer lines on it.

"Ukule, this one is 23 inches, the vocal range is wider than the 21 inch one, and some complex tunes can be played." Furusawa Senjima explained.

He started to adjust the timbre, and found that he couldn't hear much difference, so he simply gave up the adjustment and began to refamiliarize himself with the score.

Can you play with only four lines?

He replied as if he didn't understand, pulled the seat in front of the piano and sat down, slowly waiting for the other party to get used to it, and vaguely could hear a general tune, but it was messy and intermittent, and he couldn't hear what kind of music it was.

"Ahh Furusawa Qiandao scratched his cheek in distress, plucked the strings, and raised his eyes to look at Nakaya Nakahara, "The name of the piece is "The Meaning of Travel." ”

Two minutes or so is not too slow, but slow and long music always has the ability to stretch the time, even if there is only one single instrument playing, it seems that there is a certain difference in the flow rate between the time in the room and the outside.

Nakahara sat in a wanton position, one hand supporting his chin, his eyes seemed to be staring at the player, and then moved outside to make himself more comfortable with the natural light, shaking his head too little to make it unclear whether he was listening or not.

When Furusawa Qiandao stopped, he looked a little helpless, and the replaced part seemed too abrupt, and it sounded like he had squeezed into it.

"It's over?" Nakahara didn't hear any more voices for a while, turned his head and asked.

Furusawa Senjima had already hung the ukulele back on the wall and nodded, "Well, I've only learned the two-minute part." Let's go. ”

He didn't look at the instrument again, turned to the boss, and walked to the door.

The boss didn't know when he came to his senses, supported his head, and when Furusawa Qiandao finished speaking, he suddenly said: "Hey the child, if you like it, that thing can be sold to you at a 7% discount...... Anyway, there aren't many people here who know these elegant things, let alone the petty-looking musical instruments, so you can take me and put other goods in an empty space. ”

Nakahara Nakaya also glanced at Furusawa Qiandao from a distance, and glanced sideways at the price of the musical instrument on the wall, compared to the other musical instruments here, this not expensive number is even cheaper after the discount.

"No, thank you for your kindness." Furusawa Qiandao shook his head, "It's just something that I learned in the past three minutes, and I may not be able to play it a few times if I buy it." ”

"Whatever you want, I'll just say it casually, forget it if you don't buy it." The boss returned to his original appearance, and shook his hands on his stomach, even if it was a ceremony to bid farewell to the guests.

The glass door opened and closed, and Zhongyuan Zhong also glanced up at the store at the door, only then turned his head and quickened his pace, and the two of them walked down the street, and the boring atmosphere seemed to have dissipated.

The wind from Yokohama Beach blew here from an unknown place, messily harassing the hair of pedestrians on the road.

"Why didn't you buy it just now?" Nakahara also asked on the side, "Even if there is no discount, it is much cheaper than the locomotive we saw in the car dealership before, and it is completely more than enough for you to spend it, isn't it a wish that you can satisfy right now?" ”

Furusawa Qianjima lowered his eyes, and a small tuft of hair tied up on one side swayed in the wind.

"That's true, but there's always something more important than that...... Well, to put it bluntly, I don't like it enough, and I'll definitely regret it if I spend money on it. As he spoke, scratching his cheek fingers touching the scar, he paused, "What can make up my mind is definitely that my mood at that time is so strong that there is no substitute for it, and it has to be completely mine." ”

"What, are you a control freak?" Nakahara also stared at him speechlessly.

"It should be a mental cleanliness fetish, control freak is a disease, right?" Furuzawa retorted.

"Lazy score...... What is the difference between these two. ”

After that, they went to the beach again, and the mutual fire between the organizations has not yet affected this kind of marginal area, only a few officials from other countries still have guards stationed here, but it is not difficult for them to avoid these ordinary people, and it is even a certain challenge and fun.

From the edge of the beach to the edge of the towering cliff, Furusawa Senjima explains the purpose of the Freedom Cemetery in Nakahara, where some of the members of the sheep who died by accident are usually buried.

Nakahara also stood on the edge, glanced at the breath-like waves below, and turned to confirm how many members of the former sheep were buried here.

Although the number of similar white tombstones is small, but lying underneath are children who have died in terms of the number of times, and the sheep in the past did not have much money to carve monuments for each child, so they can only be counted by events, and then buried together, and it is not clear how many members died at all.

The root cause of these children's deaths is the fierce fight between the organization and the mafia, especially the port mafia, which has become more and more unscrupulous in recent years, and they now do not even need an excuse, they can wantonly provoke a battle for the sake of profit and the so-called maintenance of majesty.

"Port mafia ......"

He blames everything on them.

Not long from the cemetery, there were members of the sheep who hurried to find Nakahara Nakaya - usually Furusawa Senjima is a secondary choice, and they will not touch this "mold" unless necessary.

And it just so happens that Zhongyuan Zhong is also having some grievances now, and the person who caused the so-called "trouble" on the sheep's territory has naturally become the first target to vent.

"I'm sorry, it looks like I'm going to end today's wandering around first, let's come out together next time, Qiandao."

He said goodbye to Furuzawa Senjima, turned his face to a serious expression, and jumped up towards the position that the members had said, quickly losing his tracks.

And Furusawa Qiandao didn't have the idea of dealing with it together, and the things that could be solved by one person didn't need to be superfluous to watch the show, so he waved his hand generously.

Coincidentally, at this time, the mobile phone rang suddenly, and it was actually a call from the owner of the bookstore where he used to work.

"Hello, is there anything wrong with Mr. Store?" Furusawa Qiandao picked it up with doubts, and after listening to it for a while, he realized that he reacted, "...... Fell down and was ready to take to the hospital, but no one was looking at the store? …… Ah, okay, I'm okay now...... Please wait a minute, I'll be over right away! ”

All in all, because the old store manager had an accident and needed to go to the hospital for an emergency examination, coupled with the lack of manpower, no one took care of the bookstore during the day, and the relatives of the clerk and store manager could only try to turn to Furuzawa Senjima and ask him if he had time to help take care of it for a while.

So Furusawa Senjima reappeared in front of the bookstore that he hadn't been to for a long time.

It seems that he is too idle.

As he put on his staff uniform with ease, he picked up the book on the counter and prepared to put it back in order, when the bell on the door rang a few times.

"I'm sorry, it's temporary—" Furusawa Senjima said and looked up, the other party's strange outfit made the second half of the sentence disappear from his mouth.

It's not really strange to say, but in terms of the current season, such a scarf and cold-proof earmuffs are too special, and it makes people wonder if the other party will suffer from heat stroke.

Half of Furuzawa Qianjima's truncated words were also because of this dress, and in his impression, the only person in the world of Fumino who would dress like this was the current port mafia, a former member of the European Strange Spy/Newspaper organization, Rando.

"Clerk, recommend me some books that you can read in your store." Lan Tang didn't care about the other party's strange pause, his body shrunk slightly, and he frowned, "Hurry up...... I hurried back. ”

It was too cold for him outside, and any extra second of stay would be a double torture for both body and soul.

Furusawa Senjima put the book in his hand back on the counter, picked up the basket next to him with a blank face, and walked into the area where the hardcover books were placed, "With all due respect, will you really read these books when you bring them back?" ”

"If the content makes me feel a little bit interesting, maybe I'll turn two more pages." Lan Tang said in a trembling voice.

This answer is not unexpected, after all, this world has not produced a new writer, the literary world is in a slump, and there are very few literary works that can be called good, no matter how Fuuzawa Qiandao looks at it, it is difficult to recommend anything good-looking, and it is basically the same tone when you grab it, and the final destination will only be the pile of ashes in the furnace.

Furuzawa Qiandao was more curious about why Rando appeared near the sheep's territory, and judging from the time, he should still be in a state of amnesia.

- Although it has not been a few years since he made the resurrection of the old leader, he is now thirteen years old.

"The books you want are a total of xxx yuan." Furusawa Qianjima's voice didn't hear any inner thoughts, sorting, packing, calculating, and acting step by step like a competent clerk who was numb to life, but he was a little younger.

But Lan Tang stood in front of the counter, and when he raised his eyes, he seemed to notice something.

"You...... How old is it? He asked suddenly, his voice still trembling, but with a clear hint of emotion.

"Sixteen." Furusawa Qiandao replied indifferently and repeated what he had just said, "The books you want are a total of xxx yuan, may I ask the guest for cash or credit card?" ”

"Swipe your card...... Sixteen years old. Lan Tang said, and his mood was inexplicably low.

Furusawa Qiandao maintained a expressionless face, took out the machine, and watched him take out the card and swipe it on it, as if he was concerned that he couldn't use his strange abilities in front of ordinary people, and told himself that someone would come and take it away later, and walked out again as if he had walked in.

He watched the figure disappear, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, glad that he had habitually removed the bracelet representing the sheep while working here.

Although I don't know why, I always feel that if Lan Tang reacts that he is a member of the sheep at this time, then there is a high probability that the scene will not be what he wants to see.