My Love Options Are A Bit Difficult

2021-02-24

  Chapter 168 is not a superficial talk.

For such a terrifying and even terrifying idea, Natsume After Kaede calmed down slightly, he was temporarily suppressed.

He thinks he understands the vocabulary of brother control quite well, after all, he was a hardcore axolotl in his previous life.

It's just that the concentration almost becomes negative now, but it doesn't delay his memory and understanding of the term "brother control".

In terms of the simplest meaning, it generally means that the younger sister has a strange feeling for the big brother. But Natsume Kaede is not the second-year young man who wants to be the king of thieves. Naturally, he will not understand that brother control is simply like it at such a shallow level.

On the contrary, it is the younger sister. Generally, it is for various reasons, such as being gentle from the environment where the big brother is isolated and lonely, or when I was young, I had some appointments similar to playing house and I added myself. The mind is simple, and even more so because I like it directly because of my brain supplement, but it is actually caused by lack of security.

Reminiscent of the parents he had never met before, and Shinichiro Taisho's unintentional teasing last time, he really faintly felt that Izumi was a bit like what Grandpa Taisho said.

And Izumi's kindness to him from the beginning is also a bit surprising. It is clear that I have not seen him for so many years, even pro-siblings will be alienated and cold, but Izumi seems to have been mentally prepared to face it. Yourself.

Can’t really be what my father prepared for me   Natsume Kaede took a deep breath, try to calm my mood.

Turning his gaze to Tsuzuki Hua who was staring at him, his face barely smiled, and he apologized softly: "Sorry, it may be that I just provoke her, I hope Don't care about Tsuzuki-san."

Whether it's something similar to teasing himself just now, or Izumi's sudden anger, he feels that he has to apologize.

Tsuzuki shook the head slowly: "It’s okay."

Natsume Kaede turned his head and glanced at the clock hanging on the wall of the living room, and then glanced at the back courtyard window. The sky outside was already a little darker, and he hesitated and asked some tentative questions:

"Well, I think it’s not too early, not equal to me, send Tsuzuki Sang out first, and then I'll pack these things up later."

After saying this, he began to pick up the bowls and chopsticks in front of him again, stacked these together, and then moved his hands to the plates on the table. I stretched out, but just touched the edge of the porcelain plate, but was suddenly held down by a thin, white hand.

Tsuzuki Hua’s hand pressed his hand on the edge of the porcelain plate from above, and there was a slight coolness on the edge of the fingers, and the palms brought a little bit of warmth and felt a little rubbing, probably Practice the cocoons made by kendo all the year round.

"No need."

Natsume Kaede looked at her in surprise: "en?"

Feeling the gaze he projected, Tsuzuki Huamo She put her hand away silently, and her cheeks bloomed as beautiful as a red sun. Then she stacked a few small discs in front of her, and said softly, "Let's pack it together." "

Natsume Kaede's eyes stopped for a few seconds on her rarely flushed cheeks, and at the next moment suddenly said with a smile: "Okay."

It seems that she What has been said before is not a superficial statement.

The two of them tacitly cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks in front of them, divided them into two parts and put everything under the faucet in the kitchen, and cleaned the bowls and chopsticks together in silence.

I wiped the stains on the dining table again, and after everything was done in the end, I gave the other two tissues tacitly.

From the very beginning, the two people who had never communicated with each other from the very beginning, looked at each other handing over the tissues that were slightly floating in midair, and laughed unanimously.

At dusk, Tokyo fell into a slightly quiet environment.

The dark yellow horizon exudes the last sunshine and warmth of today, and the glass of tall buildings standing in this city exudes charming colors.

At the corner of Natsume's street in Bunkyo District, a plain black carriage stopped by the road.

Reimiya Yuuki looked at the information that was about to be ripped in his hand and was upset that he was about to vomit. He took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket and shook one out. He took out a lighter and lit the flame. The clouds and fog quickly filled the car, and some windows were lowered slightly.

"Cough cough cough, Section Chief, you have already smoked more than one pack today. Pay attention to your body."

A young man wearing casual clothes in the co-pilot's position His face turned bitter right away when he smelled the smoke, and he persuaded him involuntarily while coughing.

Reimiya Yuuki took a mouthful of smoke, and of course he threw it directly on the windshield with the corners of his hand rolled, and glanced at the subordinates next to him. Some helplessly said: "I still need your reminder Isn’t this the window has been lowered.”

The young man in the co-pilot just persuaded him to stop talking. He also knew that his Section Chief was under great pressure at the moment. Smoked three or four times the amount of cigarettes than usual is still not good, let alone the Section Chief, even he himself wants to smoke now to express his distress.

Even though the above has made repeated orders to reduce the impact of this incident, reporters with better noses than dogs always catch up like tigers and wolves. This incident has almost been half a month in the past, but it still remains. The enthusiasm is not diminishing, and many reporters are keeping up with the progress, but the three days under the at first Metropolitan Police Department promised to be lost to grandma's house.

half a month In the past, not only did not solve the case, but in the Metropolitan Police Department’s reply, there was a premeditated crime committed by an international terrorist organization. The specific number and name of the organization were not clearly stated, even if the impact has been minimized. It is inevitable that citizens and reporters who care about public security are still constantly holding accountable.

Even the chief of the Taitung District Police Department was directly pushed out as a scapegoat. At the press conference held, he shed tears like rain, snot and tears, saying that he hadn't made it all. Responsibilities, directly resigned from his position as director on the spot and returned to his hometown in Osaka to sell jade. This was finally barely turning over the article.

But the social impact has been reduced, and the staff of the Metropolitan Police Department did not stop.

All the insiders who participated in the investigation of this case knew that the murderer was a "non-human" who killed a hundred people alone. Still at a loss, even if the guards experts intervened, it was nothing.

"Section Chief, why have you been holding on to this kid? He is obviously just an ordinary young man in society. He simply doesn't have the same characteristics as the person in the video."

What puzzled this young policeman was that his immediate boss always cared about this ordinary youngster who was unemployed at home. He also reported him as the number one suspect and wrote a lot of suspicious materials. He also reported that he had been vetoed by the headquarter, but he still clung to it, as if his nerves were too tight.

(End of this chapter)