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I was worrying, busy taking care of this guy, but I had to go out tonight because of something else. "

"That's right!" Aiba slapped his head, pulled the little kangaroo out of his bosom and stuffed it into Ninomiya's bosom, the movement was so smooth.

"This guy seems to like you very much. He is usually too shy to look at people. Please ask Nino to take care of him today."

"Hey, it hasn't been named yet, you are destined, why don't you give it a name."

"..."

"Sho... shoko... sauce" Ninomiya murmured unknowingly into those big wet eyes.

The little kangaroo seemed to have sensed it. When he called out, he glanced at it, shrunk his head, and got into Nigong's arms, unwilling to look up again.

"That's right, that's it, let's go on like this!" Aiba smiled boldly.

Ninomiya Kazu also felt that he could no longer keep up with this guy's brain circuit.

Also, what's going on here!

Chapter 30

When Ninomiya was holding this soft little guy with both hands, carrying an exaggeratedly large shopping bag, he showed pitiful eyes at the entrance, biting his lower lip and kept glancing at the grandpa who was blocking the passage. At that time, my heart was really up and down indescribably.It felt like traveling back to more than 10 years ago, and panicked like being caught watching a pornographic film for the first time.

Grandpa stared at him for a minute without saying a word, but the unfathomable expression was so long that it made people suffer.Just as his ears were flushed with anxiety, and he wanted to find something to prevaricate, the old man snorted through his nose, "That thing, I brought it myself and raised it myself!" Then he turned and left.

Looking at the little kangaroo on the tatami in his room, wearing pink trousers, and curiously jumping around the house after eating the vegetable leaves, Ninomiya leaned on his side, and his body leaning against the window softened as if he had let out his breath.

Can not help but sigh.

Those eyes seemed to be seen through.

Before dawn the next day, the bleary-eyed Nigong was thrown outside the door by the old man to "walk the kangaroo", euphemistically calling it good for physical and mental health.

In the early morning of May, the weather was still a bit cold.In this sparsely populated field and mountain, the morning fog moistens every inch of land even more, enveloping the quiet space.

Wrapped in a thin cotton jacket, Nigong shivered from the cold wind and shrank his neck, which inevitably complained. But the baby kangaroo saw nature, but ignored it, and rushed out like a wild horse, heading straight to the place full of food. vegetable field...

Although it is a baby kangaroo, the speed at which it can run with all its strength is beyond the reach of Ninomiya, an otaku.

Ninomiya, who was dragged by the protection chain and ran behind out of breath, had to be careful not to lose track of him, and at the same time, be careful not to step on the newly sprouted vegetables.This funny look made Nigong couldn't help complaining about himself, he really didn't know if it was a human walking a kangaroo or a kangaroo walking a human.

I thought that half an hour was the limit, but the physical strength of the kangaroo was beyond ordinary.

At the beginning, Ninomiya pretended to be calm and yelled "shoko-chan, slow down, don't go to shoko-chan..." In the end, he could only let go and watch the wallaby running happily in the field go farther and farther. shoko...come back shoko...

In the end, Ninomiya, who was so tired that he was panting and jumping anxiously, could only stand on the field ridge with his hips on his hips and shout: Sho-chan, you bastard! !Come back to me quickly! !

The kangaroo froze for a moment, rolled its black eyes, and ran away happily.

By the time Nigong caught the escaped troublemaker, it was already high in the sun, and he was sweating profusely from the heat.

The shining sun shines through the clouds and fills the ground, and Ninomiya sits in the field exhausted with the little guy in his arms.The neighbors who passed by from time to time, the kind greetings wrapped around him like warm sunshine, and while he was exhausted, he was very happy for no reason.

I have been unable to explain clearly, the unexplained depression and the moisture accumulated in the corner of my heart probably evaporated with the sweat in this bright sun.

After returning home for lunch, the grandparents and grandson were speechless for a while, sitting leisurely on the back porch together watching the wallabies jumping around in the yard.

"Hey, what's that guy's name?"

Staring at the void in a corner of the courtyard, Grandpa said something abruptly.

Ninomiya was stunned for a moment, glanced at the wallaby having fun and smiled, "Shoko, shoko sauce."

"Oh~"

Grandpa didn't look at him, and muttered to himself: "Looking at this tossing, it should be a boy, why did he take a girl's name." The voice was not too loud, just enough for Nigong to understand.

The smile on his face couldn't be held back, even though Grandpa's face was already covered with wrinkles, it was still calm.With Ninomiya's astute mind, he immediately understood.

With such a stubborn breath, the performance that I thought was perfect had already been broken into nothing in front of my grandfather.

All pretense is just that, child's play.

Being pierced through the bottom of my heart suddenly, I was so embarrassed that I didn't know how to speak.Wanting to say something to justify in a desperate struggle, he opened his mouth but couldn't speak, so he could only bury his face in his palm and rub it red.

But the breath that he swallowed forcefully, finally slipped out from between his fingers and turned into a sigh.

For the old man, he has experienced great changes in his family, his granddaughter married far away, and his grandson left home in a big fuss. All the wind and rain have passed by and time has passed.

Back then, when he heard Nigong half-jokingly say that only he could make the Nigong family unsuccessful, he was so angry that he wanted to break his leg.But looking at such a thin child, with a pair of eyes full of despair embedded in his clean and delicate face, what more could he ask for.

It doesn't matter if it's pretending or sinking, as long as he is alive, smiling, and in his own way.

The face held in the palm of the hand was buried deeper and deeper, and what was originally a slight sigh turned into an unstoppable sob at some point.The more desperately he tried to hold back his sadness, the slight trembling of his shoulders betrayed himself.

What Nigong hates even more is that even at this time, he still has the mind to complain about himself, thinking that it is too embarrassing to cry like this, and one day he will definitely be used by this old man to laugh at him, which is really a miscalculation.

It would be great if you could really forget everything in grief, but that thing called indifference took root in a corner of my heart as early as a certain day many years ago, like the accumulation of scabs after injury, and slowly became The armor of defense is so huge that it is difficult to remove it.

"Because...you said the same thing, we all have the same blood."

Looking at the sky, he sighed.

"So it's better to let go. It's ridiculous to have such terrible feelings in the end." Nigong raised his head and shook his head slightly, humming twice in his nose, with an obscure expression on his face.

Grandpa turned to look at him, and there was no sadness or joy in his pupils.

"So it's not what you think! Why are you looking at me like that? Speaking of which, I'm not wrong at all. I'm just helping that guy... that guy can leave as soon as he wants... Yes, it's nothing at all... I wouldn't tie a person up in that humble way."

The second palace was suddenly extremely irritable, as if the wound that had been pressing on the blood vessel had been picked open by someone, the bright red blood and sadness poured out unstoppably, and spread naked in front of the person.

As he spoke more and more anxiously, he no longer knew what he was expressing, he just kept thinking that he had to say something to cover up the panic of being peeped into the bottom of his heart.

He lowered his eyes, his mouth was running out of tune, and when he was desperately trying to change the topic again, his grandpa's broad palm pressed hard on his head and rubbed it.

"It's the same, keep the same blood, that's why they only choose the stupidest way to love, hurting everyone."

Warm liquid gushed out of the eye sockets, rolled down the cheeks, and dripped on the warm wooden floor of the back porch, gradually converging into a pool of water.

"Because...if you don't let him go, one day I will be like my mother, I can't help...kill him..."

Grandpa didn't say a word, but stretched out his trembling hands, trying to hug Ergong, but he paused when he touched him, and finally patted him on the back silently.

"Fool."

The little kangaroo playing in the grass in the yard heard the movement behind him, stared at the two with round eyes, tilted his head for no reason, and then ran away.

Chapter 31

Early the next morning, Aiba drove a somewhat worn-out van to pick up Ninomiya to the station.

Looking at Kazuya Ninomiya, who was dozing off with his luggage in his arms, standing at the door of the house with a few messy hairs on his head, his eyes were so red and swollen that there was only a slit left, Aiba Masaki laughed so hard that he almost lost his breath.

Although the eyes are a bit swollen, it doesn't affect Ninomiya's hand and foot use at all.

Relying on years of understanding of the weaknesses of Aiba's various parts of his body, it would take a few minutes for him to lie on the car door with his long hands and feet twisted like twists, crying and begging for mercy with his throat pulled.

In the end, it was because of Aiba's loud and broken voice that the old man was tired of yelling, and one of them came out to give the back of his head, and the quarrel was over.

Ninomiya's blistered eyes and Aiba's messy multi-layered mashup are exactly the same as ten years ago.

Back then, Aiba, who was wiping his nose, would still pester Ninomiya relentlessly after a "beating" and ask you why you are crying. If you are unhappy, I will show you if my puppy is okay, or is it a kitten? , it really doesn't work and there are piglets... Barabara keeps talking nonsense.

No matter how many times he got Nigong to roll his eyes, it did make him forget his troubles in the end.

Now the two were speechless after a fight, Aiba just nodded, patted Ninomiya on the shoulder, and hugged Ninomiya tightly in his arms while he was not paying attention.

Ninomiya was also not polite, he rubbed against Aiba's arms, raised his face and bit his neckline and muttered: Enough, let's pay again!

"Well, here. Keep it in the account." After speaking, Aiba grinned and wanted to smile, but there were tears in his eyes.

"Huh..." This guy never gave it to him, Ninomiya was a little bit upset when he thought about it.But even though it was frizzy, it was very warm, so it was evened out.

Like the countryside where time is frozen, the white clouds surging with the light.

Those teenage years are gone forever.

The baby kangaroo named by Ninomiya indiscriminately was taken back to the animal nursery by Aiba to continue raising.When the real caretaker took over, the little kangaroo turned its black eyes and stared at Ninomiya with some reluctance.

Ninomiya sighed, patted the little guy's head, and said in a low voice, "Go, I'll see you when I'm free."

As if he understood, the little guy rubbed Nigong's palm a few times, and obediently followed the leader into the yard.

Driving the car all the way without talking, Aiba's lame invitation was also declined by Ninomiya.

Conflicting with wanting to know what kind of life the newly married Aiba is living, but also struggling with only wanting to keep the partner in memory.

In the end, Aiba couldn't stay with Ninomiya for a few more days.

Outside the platform, Aiba Masaki saw Ninomiya waving goodbye to him, just like when he left back then.It was still the smiling young man in white who didn't seem to care about anything, soft and fragile as if he could be easily knocked down.

In the blink of an eye, Ninomiya has turned around with a smile, smoothed out the messy hair, and neatened the neckline...

Aiba felt that this person seemed to have performed a deep hypnosis on himself while turning around, hiding all the softness properly, and then replaced it with indestructible armor.

The moment of parting was wonderfully elongated because of anxiety.

Aiba always wanted to say something to Ninomiya, but felt that whatever he said was actually meaningless.

For him, whether it is the soft Ninomiya or the indestructible Ninomiya, it is the unique Ninomiya Kazuya.

He opened his mouth and closed it, going back and forth several times, making Ergong in the car window anxious for him.

As a result, at the moment of driving, Aiba suddenly half-crawled over the guardrail, and said to Ninomiya loudly: "I have written the bill, you have to come to my house to get it! Don't forget..."

Nigong lay by the window, watching him being dragged down by the platform manager in a hurry, and finally disappeared into the distance along the train like a little wife.

"Sure enough."

Nigong Kazu also raised the corner of his mouth, feeling that he was invincible.

Chapter 32

The cherry blossoms that seemed to bloom overnight, burying the whole of Tokyo in a sea of ​​pink flowers, were so fragile and helpless, so pitiful, and dazzlingly shocking.Passing through the city and the neon lights, looking back from the crosswalk that hurried past, the flowers have disappeared without a trace in an instant with the unknown gust of wind and night rain, leaving only the aftermath of the rain on the concrete floor. The traces reflect a faint melancholy, with the breath of late spring and early summer.

Maybe it's the change of seasons, maybe it's the so-called time medicine. After returning from his hometown, Ninomiya Kazuya swept away the haze in his heart and became cheerful and positive.After work, I still go to the bar in the old place to have a drink or two from time to time, but I no longer have the previous decadence and forced smile.

When the thin cardigan on his body was finally taken off and replaced with a cool cotton short-sleeved shirt, Hongo officially handed over the bar that had been in operation for many years to Satoshi Ohno, who had been resident in the bar, and then bid farewell to Tokyo freely and ran to The romantic France.

Before leaving, only Ono and Ninomiya came to see him off.

Ninomiya feels that his friends are all of the same type, no, or it can be said that they are all weird people with strong self-awareness.Everyone has their own different rules of life and conduct, but they can communicate with each other inexplicably at certain points, without words, just some tacit understanding or eyes to understand.

Hongo chose a sunny day to set off. Before departure, he sat in the bar that had been in operation for many years without saying a word. He just walked through the layers of tables and chairs in a corner without lights, staring blankly at the bar without brilliant lights.After a while, he looked away from the bar, and smiled when he saw Ohno and Ninomiya squeezed in from the closed shop door.

"It's all over." He looked around, and finally smiled and put the key in Ohno Satoshi's palm.

"It's up to you next, here... please."

Ohno Satoshi still had the same smile for thousands of years, he couldn't see what he was thinking, but for a moment, his eyes met Hongo's eyes, shining like starlight in some dim shadows.He squeezed the key in the palm of his hand, picked it up with his fingers and shook it, as happy as a child playing unconsciously, and finally gave a vague hum to Hongo.

Hongo breathed a sigh of relief, dusted himself off, smoothed out the wrinkles on his trousers, stood up and walked towards the bar.He could see clearly that after Nigong Kazuya entered the door, he ran to the back looking for a drink in a familiar manner.

"Hey, give me a drink too!" Hongo called out to Ninomiya who was rummaging through the bar counter.

Nigong turned around and gave him a cunning smile, "Look what I found? You guys actually hid such a good thing so deeply, you should drink Louis XIII at this time, right?"

Hongo glanced at Ninomiya who was jumping up and down busy looking for cups and ice cubes, smiled helplessly, and said to Ohno who came after him: "Look, I knew it was the result, he will not let me go .Drinking this in broad daylight makes me want to get drunk from one side of the world to another hemisphere."

Ohno still smiled naively, and encouraged him to say: "I guess you won't be able to come back after you leave for a while, so drink up, and you won't miss the plane."

Nigong became even more excited when he heard that, with a smirk, he dug a few pieces of ice from the ice bucket and threw them into the glass, quickly opened the wine bottle and poured it into it.The amber liquid shone with a faint golden light, like a restless heart, with a hint of joyful anticipation.

Ninomiya skillfully divided each person's wine glass, leaned halfway from the bar, reached out and touched the other party's wine glass lightly with the crystal glass in his hand, followed by the clear and crisp sound, and laughed happily : "Cheers to the future!"

Hongo and Ono looked at each other and raised their glasses with a smile:

"Cheers to the future!"

No matter how reluctant you are, when the past memories and anecdotes are all in Nigong's mouth in turn, even some undisclosed gossip cipher texts are turned upside down, which surprised the cute Satoshi Ohno When they pursed their lips, the moment of parting finally came.

Nigong Kazuya even talked and drank, more excited than anyone else, but when the bottle bottomed out, he fell down on the sofa somewhat exhausted.Hongo put down his wine glass, pulled up the suitcase beside him, got up and walked over to rub his head.

"Take care of yourself, and here."

"Well, okay, who do you think I am?" Ninomiya waved his fingers impatiently, the aura that should have been domineering sideways was completely lost because of the red corners of the eyes and the lazy posture after drinking As a result, it looks arrogant and cute.

Hongo didn't say anything else, he patted Ninomiya on the shoulder, turned his head and smiled at Ono who was still calm, waved and left.

In order not to be too sad, Ninomiya and Ohno did not send Hongo to the airport.I thought that after the short farewell party, I was either happy or sad, but I didn't expect that at the moment of parting, there was nothing.The only thing left in my heart is peace and quiet.

There was no unnecessary farewell or words, and the two just watched Hongo dragging his luggage, watching him wave at the door, and watching him open the door and go out.Everything is so natural, just like every ordinary day.

But Ninomiya knows that some things have indeed changed, just like Tokyo, which is changing silently every day, day after day, year after year.There is a beginning and an end, whether it is friendship or love that happened in this city.These changes are not purely good or bad, but everyone is running on their own waterway, heading for their own happiness and future.

After being quiet for a while, Ninomiya Kazu also got up from the sofa, curled up with his head sideways to make himself lie down more comfortably.He stared at Ohno who was in a daze or thinking in front of him for a long time, thinking that this person was really unpredictable, if he pinched his face now, probably there would be no reaction.

When Ninomiya was in a daze in his own mind, Satoshi Ohno, who had been wandering too far, suddenly said, "Nino likes to drink or eat?"

Nigong folded his arms and frowned, thinking for three seconds: "I don't like any of them, I really have to choose, let's play."

Facing such a strange and inexplicable answer, Ohno Satoshi didn't care, instead he muttered to himself.

What operating costs, operating profits, product development and artistic value...

Nigong listened carefully for a long time but couldn't figure out why, thinking that this person might enter the world of selflessness again and couldn't get back, so he simply went home and went to sleep.He rubbed his face, pulled himself up from the sofa, and staggered towards the door.

Ohno Satoshi suddenly slapped his thigh behind him and shouted, "I've made up my mind!"

Ninomiya shook his still somewhat confused eyes, and looked back at him: "Huh?"

"Kazuya Ninomiya, why don't you just quit your job and do it with me?"

"what?!"

Nigong was a little dazed when he heard that, but he became sober in an instant.Turning around and curling up the corners of his mouth, he smiled cunningly, like a little fox who has been stealing food.

Smoothing out the messy hair with his fingers, Ninomiya leaned against the entrance of the bar door, the sunlight cast from the crack of the half-open door made his eyes sparkle.

"It's very expensive to invite me~"

Satoshi Ohno, who was sitting on the sofa, still smiled very honestly: "Well, I know. That's why I came to you."

"I decide what to do."

"can."

"Fifty five points."

"no problem."

Ninomiya Kazuya rubbed his chin with his thumb and thought for a while. He turned around and opened the door to let the sunlight from outside pour in. Then he stepped on the sunlight and walked towards Satoshi Ohno, picked up the empty crystal glass on the table, shook it, and smiled. This said, "Should we have another bottle of champagne then?"

Ohno Satoshi smiled helplessly, and could only pick up the wine glass and touch it: "I really can't do anything with you, it's a deal!"

Just like that, the sweet champagne melted in the mouth, and those lovely bubbles collided in the mouth, and disappeared with a snap.