Tokyo, near Shinjuku District, on the road at night.

There were dense flying insects lingering under the street lights, which made the surroundings look very quiet. In addition to the pedestrians in groups of three or three, a man and a woman were walking silently under the street lights on a certain section of the road.

The overlapping dark clouds made the night deeper, and even the bright moonlight could not be revealed.

Shinji Harano twitched slightly in his nose and smelled a fishy smell in the air.

His eyes were slightly condensed at the night sky in the distance, and some ripples of memories appeared in the depths of his eyes.

"Has it been a month..."

He traveled from the original world to a foreign island country, and even after a month, he still felt a little uncomfortable here.

Although it has passed the winter and the best time for cherry blossoms to bloom, the temperature difference between day and night in spring is still relatively large.

In addition, from the touch temperature on the body surface, it seems that it is going to rain, and the temperature inevitably drops a little.

Compared to wandering on the road like a ghost at night, this is a better time to review your posture.

Instead of walking here like a couple walking.

But in fact, these two people are not lovers, and they will not be bored to come to Sensoji Temple for a date - unless they are straight men who cannot keep up with the trend of the times.

For these two people, if you change to a more accurate word, it should be considered as blind dates.

Shinji Harano was wearing a formal dress today. His black windbreaker hangs on both sides of his thighs, but his slightly longer hair looks a little messy, his tall height looks a little thin, and his eyes are so deep that he can't see clearly inside.

It is not appropriate to describe melancholy, but quiet is a good word.

Shinji Harano tightened his clothes, raised his streamlined jaw and looked at the night sky, and found that there was no moonlight in the dark clouds, and the cool breeze that was blowing by was getting stronger and stronger.

He said with some emotion: "The temperature has become cooler and it seems to be raining."

"Yes, I still like warm places, even if it's spring now."

The woman beside her nodded and agreed, raised her head and looked around.

If Shinji Harano looked at the woman accidentally, his attention was actually slightly focused.

As he focused his attention, a transparent pink cherry-colored border appeared, and a line of regular handwriting slowly appeared.

[Love tip: If you give her a gift worth not less than 100,000 yen at this moment, the other party's interest in you will likely increase, and maybe you will be given a LINE friend location]

After a while, my attention dissipated and the pink cherry-colored prompt box disappeared.

Even if you don’t feel the opposite sex around you, you should not keep walking on the road for personal polite reasons.

So Shinji Harano turned his head and asked, "Do you want to have a cup of coffee in the family restaurant next to you?"

"Sorry, let's be here today. My boyfriend is here." The woman with heavy makeup teased her long hair, and the smell of shampoo was a little suffocating.

This sentence suddenly appeared between the two, and seemed a little abrupt.

When she said that, Shinji Harano thought it was just a joke.

After all, men and women like to joke when they are ambiguous, but in fact they are testing the other party’s bottom line to measure the importance of the other party to themselves in their hearts.

But when the so-called joke suddenly came out, wearing a suit, ties and tie, and the dazzling reflection of the sapphire on the watch could make you dazzled, the surprise in Shinji Harano's eyes gradually became calm.

This is a man who visually estimates that the wheel hub level can rise by three centimeters after getting off the car.

The pretty woman with makeup didn't even say goodbye. Perhaps she felt that there was no need to waste her breath because of this rainy weather.

The man with thick palms opened the car door with his big body and combed his big back. Even a few meters away, Shinji Harano could see that he was shiny.

The pretty woman walked up to hold the man's arm, and from meeting to parting, a strong smile appeared on her face, which was difficult to change, and she snuggled in the man's ear and exhaled a large amount of breath, which seemed to be a waste.

Shinji Harano stood alone, quietly watching the two of them walking into the car, talking enthusiastically in the dim lights, and was not angry at the act of hanging himself aside as air. Instead, he had a calm mind to see through the world.

He watched the pretty woman in the car take off her coat and lift her hair to talk to the man, then squinted her eyes and thoughtful.

It turns out that the place you like to be warm is the co-pilot of a luxury car.

Moreover, the co-pilot of the luxury car really has the function of making a woman's body temperature rise.

But the logo of the royal blue trident is shining brightly under the light, Shinji Harano doesn't think that man is a good destination—

Simple feeling.

After all, if you use lies to verify lies, you will only get lies.

The idea of ​​getting the body with money is just a deal that hits off with this lady who is materialistic.

But Shinji Haraki doesn't care about these.

The exhaust pipe of the Trident car roared, making it louder in the streets that were nowhere to be seen. The car slowly started, and the exhaust gas was undoubtedly revealed in the colder air, emitting waves of heat after wave.

As the neon taillights of the Trident sedan in the distance gradually disappeared, Shinji Harano also restrained his eyes.

Tick... Tick... Tick...

Water droplets that were invisible to the naked eye fell from the night sky and hit the ground, and the subtle and crisp sound of collision came into Shinji Harano's ears.

“It’s raining…”

Shinji Harano looked up at the intouchable night, and dripping drops of water fell on his thin cheeks indiscriminately, slowly sliding from his cheekbones to the side of his cheeks, and the coolness also began to transmit signals to the nerves through his skin.

I took out my cell phone and looked at the time, and found that it was already time to go home. It was too late to go to the Bird House to burn it.

I looked around the circle and found that there was a 24-hour convenience store. Thinking that my original umbrella had been lost, I felt the purse in my pocket, but I hesitated for a moment and walked towards the convenience store.

One hour later—

The tram stops in Zhongye District on time.

When Shinji Harano walked out of the station, he had already opened his white transparent umbrella and the rain outside had become heavier.

Even though there were pedestrians around holding an umbrella, the rain from the wind could not help but fall.

Follow the route I walked through in my memory and headed towards my home.

After walking out of the station, we joined the army of umbrellas. If we look up from above, it would probably be the ocean of umbrellas.

As time went by, Shinji Harano walked slowly, getting closer and closer to his home, and fewer people were around him. Until he turned into a narrow street, people around him were almost rarely seen.

He was like an outsider who was indifferent to the world, walking in the rain alone with an umbrella.

Like other pedestrians holding umbrellas on the road, they looked at the road ahead without looking sideways, without any outstanding features.

Until the outskirt of your eyes noticed somewhere in front of your right.

Seeing a girl squatting on the steps with her arms and her cheeks, looking bored at the ground, and seemed to be poking a snail on the stone steps with her fingers, Shinji Harano finally slowed down.

Because those white and jade-like thighs attracted his gaze (×)

Because of the relationship between the two people in Shinji Harano's memory (√)

The girl was wearing a thin dark green jacket and a black pleated skirt on the lower part of her body. The squatting posture made her show her fair thighs. Her brown high-top soles were stained with rain. Her long hair was slightly placed on the jacket behind her back, and her back leaned slightly against the iron roller shutter door.

The scattered bangs on the forehead were stained with a lot of rain, drooping in front of the thin eyebrows, swaying slightly as the breeze blew.

Some clips from the previous few days flashed through his mind. He just hesitated for a moment, and then walked towards the girl with an umbrella.

While his eyes were on the girl, he also stopped in front of the girl.

Suddenly someone stood in front of him with an umbrella, and it was difficult not to attract the girl's attention.

The white thighs, as white as jade, swayed slightly, and the girl raised her head and looked at him.

The two looked at each other in the air.

Shinji Harano looked at the girl squatting on the steps quietly, subconsciously focused her attention under this gaze, and a pink cherry-colored prompt box appeared in front of her.

[Love tips: If you are willing to promise the girl in front of you a full meal, I believe she will go home with you happily.]
Chapter completed!