Reincarnation Band Magician

Adjust your mood.

Although Miss Xiangzi did nothing wrong, her old father was innocent.

When I watched the video before, I thought that the frustrated uncle who was drinking and decadent at home was terrible. But after understanding the pressure on my mother, I felt that it was understandable for a middle-aged man who lost his job to drink at home and vent his emotions before getting back on his feet.

The good boy thought so.

Although he has chopped off more heads than he has ever seen watermelons, in modern times, he is still just a middle school student and has not been exposed to or thought about many things.

Middle school students all know that the Japanese workplace is terrible. Once you enter and sign a contract, you may be truly and literally entrusting the rest of your life to that job.

Think about it, you have worked hard until now, and then you were kicked out, and years and even decades of hard work were negated.

It's normal to feel depressed for a while.

By the way, how long did Xiangzi's father stay there?

Thinking about this, the brave man with two swords listened to the prompt sound and walked around in circles, and no one paid attention to him along the way.

I arrived at Akabane in the Kita Ward before noon, and while opening my umbrella, I covered the wound with crystals.

Take good care of your body.

As a homebody who only goes back and forth between home and abroad, Qing's understanding of the city of Tokyo may not be as good as that of some outsiders.

"As for the North District..."

I used to surf the Internet frequently, and Qingya only remembered that there was a private mansion here with beautiful roses.

This place is far from the stereotypical big city and is completely different from the brightly lit impressions of Shibuya Crossing, Kabukicho, and Ginza.

In addition, on rainy days, the road is covered with a layer of natural lead gray, and walking on the road even gives it an unnatural and old feeling. Plastic bags and toilet paper are floating in the puddles on the roadside.

Qing remembered that he had not thrown away his garbage yet, so he looked around and saw a large trash can. When he went over, as expected, it was locked with a chain wrapped around it.

Preventing people from littering is like preventing thieves, but if you think about it carefully, if there are mistakes in any link of the garbage classification system, you will have to pay money, and being littered is indeed equivalent to losing money.

This is easy to understand.

Qing never stole anything. He clamped the metal chain with two fingers, just like breaking plastic, twisting off a piece, opening it, throwing away the garbage, closing it, and then tightening it again.

Classification? What is that?

Everything was perfect except for a fingerprint-like mark.

As for surveillance, there may be less than the wine in the barrel that was left in Xiaoxiang's room for a night.

Afterwards I went to the nearby park to wash my hands.

At this time, I thought of the issue of etiquette.

Xiaoxiang is not polite and cheated and attacked this innocent boy, but he cannot be impolite.

I took out my phone and searched for it, then bought a bottle of sake at a convenience store. It wasn't very expensive. For a first visit, a gift is usually given to create a closer relationship and not make people feel distant. If it's too expensive, people will think you're showing off. In short, something practical is preferred, usually snacks and drinks.

If Ijichi's house is well-equipped, he will make cakes or snacks in the morning.

Looking at the street signs, the house should be on the road ahead.

What kind of place will Xiaoxiang live in?

What kind of person would my uncle be?

With some expectations, Qing continued to move forward with an umbrella. Scattered raindrops fell on the two swords and slowly slid down.

……

I was very surprised.

Qing raised the umbrella slightly and stared at the house in the rain.

When I first met Xiaoxiang, I felt a sense of destitution. My previous guess was that the young lady had fallen on hard times and was living in a rather cramped rental house.

But he didn't expect it to be so old - if he had followed the drunkard home yesterday, he might have accepted it more smoothly today.

I couldn't help but use my elf memory to recall it again.

The boy stood in the rain for a long time, and then his cheeks began to warm up little by little.

If you get caught in the rain at this time, it will probably look like an animation, with water vapor evaporating from your whole body.

"Ugh!"

She ended the recollection in a somewhat shy voice.

The elves' memory is harmful. If you are not focused, the whole memory will come flooding back.

Just now he was "forced" to recall the forgetting magic dozens of times.

Although, there is also a little bit of reluctance to leave.

Just a little bit.

"It's definitely here."

If only Miss Toyokawa hadn't been so confused as to say the wrong thing.

In short, the memorable first visit began.

The first and second floors are separated and connected by a covered staircase on the outside. There are four mailboxes in front, which means that there are four rooms upstairs.

Judging from the area, it should be a 1R (room) format - a separate room, equipped with a simple bathroom at most. If it is a particularly old apartment, even the bathroom will be shared.

Generally speaking, young people who work here rent here because the rent is very cheap, and it is probably enough for only one person.

Of course, we often see in the news that a family is squeezed into a small house, and the small room has overlapping functions. It is both a dining room and a bedroom, and when the quilt is folded away during the day, it becomes a living room.

Qing thought about it, pushed open the door of the stairwell, knocked on the umbrella to shake off the rain, hung it aside, and then walked lightly up to the second floor. The old stairs inevitably made a noise.

For Qing now, it doesn’t matter even if the house collapses, but will he be afraid when Xiaoxiang is still walking here?

He always thinks about a lot of things.

Going up to the second floor, there are four doors and the light is very dim. After all, there are no windows. The lights are on during the day, very old incandescent lamps, and the light is dim.

It’s good that such a house has a balcony, Qing can find Toyokawa’s house smoothly.

Knocked on the door.

"Mr. Toyokawa... Is Mr. Toyokawa Seikaru here?"

There was no response from inside.

According to the time calculation provided by the goddess, when they were in another world, the time here was stagnant. That is to say, Xiaoxiang was dragged into another world last night because of Lady Aqua's work mistake.

Of course she couldn't go through the door.

After retreating two steps, his pupils adjusted slightly, using the demon's night vision ability.

By squatting down, you can clearly observe traces of dust distribution that ordinary people cannot see.

There were footprints in and out of several other rooms, but not this one.

Mr. Toyokawa Kiyoshi, I haven't left the house since yesterday, and now there's no answer from inside...

"excuse me."

The brave man with a flexible moral bottom line chose to pry the door open.

This old-fashioned door lock only requires—he pulled out a hair and turned it into crystal.

Use delicate magic operations to explore the feeling inside the lock core.

[Yes, I got it.]

"Click——"

opened.

The air began to flow, and a faint smell of beer hit me. Surprisingly, it didn't smell bad. I had thought that the house of a middle-aged man who was drinking heavily would be full of proliferating G, but after entering, I found it was quite tidy.

That’s right, after all, Xiangzi also lives here. Although she is a young lady, she still has some hands-on ability - although only a little.

Thinking of the place she and Aite had cleaned at the beach, she cleaned it again and felt a little nostalgic.

A short break during the journey: 238. Did you go to the festival?

Qing's senses were very sharp. As soon as she entered the door, she smelled a strange fragrance, a unique scent of a young girl.

There was a curtain hanging next to it, and inside was a school uniform outfit consisting of a bright gray suit jacket, a white shirt, a dark green tie and a skirt of the same color.

Glancing around, I saw an exquisite doll with blonde hair, a red dress, and a bright red flower pinned on it. It was staring at me quietly, like a family member.

Quiet, dull, cramped, and dark.

Mr. Qinggao Toyokawa was lying in the innermost room. After entering the room, Qing heard his soft snoring.

Just fell asleep, that's fine.

As for the guilt of picking the lock, that's not there.

Qing first came to the place where Xiangzi was resting.

According to Xiangzi's recollection and narration, she lost consciousness when she lay down and prepared to take off her clothes to rest, so the quilt was naturally not made up.

[Maybe the taste still lingers.]

Just as Miss Toyokawa was once interested in his room, it is understandable for adolescent boys to have fantasies about a beautiful girl's room.

Qing dismissed this strange idea in time.

Because when he thought about it, he would think of the time in the forest again. At that time, he was filled with the scent of the girl.

In Miss Toyokawa's "room", other things are very tidy. She is a serious person. Even if she has a separate residence like an ordinary girl, she will not be sloppy and messy, making it look like a mess.

There was an indentation on the quilt, which was not opened, and a corner of the mobile phone was exposed under the pillow.

"..."

Xiangzi also told him the password of the cell phone, saying that he could use it when necessary. There were some photos of her past saved in it, but nothing else.

At that time, the girl was panting, her blue bangs were a little wet, and she leaned on his shoulder, her voice a little hoarse: "It's okay if you show it to Qing."

Do you want to see it?

After a brief thought, Qing still didn't take it.

Very curious though.

Xiangzi at that time was definitely not the normal Xiangzi. He was soft and sweet but with a strange strategic nature.

Drunken talk cannot be trusted. At that time, Miss Toyokawa was no different from someone who was drunk.

I'd better borrow Sister Xingge's old phone first - although there are some old photos in it. I accidentally saw them when I was choosing an avatar when registering an account before. There were photos of Sister Xingge dressed in a rock style, band members I don't know, and photos of Hongxia when she was a child.

It is likely that he forgot about these things (he was bewitched) and gave it to him as a reset machine.

In short, privacy and other things should be respected.

Tidy up the quilt and clothes and put them away. After all, if you don't put them away for half a month, they will get dusty or damp.

Half a month...

After only one night of separation, Qing felt a little lonely and felt that there was something empty around him.

I had to use housework to dispel the anxiety.

At this time, Xiangzi's mobile phone lit up and a yellow flower popped up. The message that followed made Qing realize that this was the avatar of the social software, which looked a bit like a cucumber flower.

"Um……"

Is this Xiangzi's friend? Does she have any friends?

It seems like he did, and he even formed a band. Although he didn't mention it much over there, it made Qing, who had no friends at all, feel a little uncomfortable.

But Qing didn't know about her past, whether she had friends, who she had laughed with, and whether she had memories that he had never had, holidays, bands, festivals...

Although, there is also a reason why they all deliberately avoid topics about this world in order to avoid becoming weak.

[But after all, it’s still annoying…]

Qing suddenly shuddered as if he had been electrocuted.

"call……"

After staying in half-elf and elf form for too long, Qing realized that after becoming human, his emotions became a little richer.