People in Tokyo, the world is clear

Then, Ito Nishika lowered his voice;

"senior."

"how?"

"Let's, this time. How about renting a camera? I want to take some pictures and bring them back to show grandma."

This was probably a good suggestion indeed. So much so that the young people around him showed expressions that seemed unable to refuse.

"OK."

This answer is obviously worth being happy about.

But.

Ito Xiguo raised his head and looked at his profile.

If you want to take a photo like this as a gift to the elderly.

No, we can't just get along with each other in the normal way.

Because, in order to be reasonable in the eyes of the old man, it must be—

Go ahead, pretend to be lovers like this.

So, keep it like this.

[Although, some things may still be unclear, but no matter what, one thing is certain.]

[When I am with him, I will always be happy.]

[Then, at least, not wanting to let it go isn't something that should be criticized.]

[Written by Ito Nishika on June 8th.]

Chapter 34 Holding Hands

Morioka City isn't exactly a household tourist destination.

Although it is one of the earliest cities in the county, its greatest function is probably that it is an important transportation hub on the Shinkansen.

Its reputation is not as good as Aomori to the north, let alone the famous Hokkaido.

In simple terms, it is a purely tool-based transit station, only used for resting.

The city's signature dish is surprisingly cold noodles. A small lump of noodles sits in a bowl, looking like the kind you grab a quick bite before a trip.

Even this was not created locally, but was invented by a Korean cook who settled here.

When it was served, it was, as expected, a classic Japanese portion that looked broken and localized.

So I quickly ordered two more barbecues and some classic Japanese snacks to make it look more presentable.

But Ms. Ito, who was traveling with us, focused on the price.

I stared at the price of the barbecue, which was in the thousands of yuan, and took a rough note of it.

After a few bites to fill her stomach, she waited for Lin Sen to finish shopping. Then, she actually started to take out her familiar little wallet.

"Wow. That's not necessary."

However, the girl does not feel justified in spending other people's money just because she is unemployed.

She cares about these things.

"Besides, Kurosawa has started paying me. Now, my savings are still increasing."

Ms. Ito is not a genius in every aspect. However, there is one thing that is very admirable and remarkable.

She is willing to spend a lot of time thinking about difficult problems.

When I was still working, because of this personality, I often worked overtime until very late to catch up on the content that I didn’t finish during the day.

The same goes for comic assistant work. At first, I couldn't even apply color evenly, but now I've slowly gotten better at it, and am now able to handle tasks like outlining and background drafting.

So the failed cartoonist Kurosawa naturally began to give her money.

At first, Miss Ito kept refusing, but as the push went on, one day, the stray dog, feeling guilty, burst into tears and blamed the girl for looking down on him.

After that, Xiao Xiguo had no choice but to start receiving a certain "salary".

Kurosawa's claim of being wealthy wasn't just boasting. At least, I remembered her leaving the house every week or two in the wee hours before the post office opened. When she returned, she'd carry a stack of new comics and a thick package of money.

Miss Ito also benefited from this. Now, in her small purse, there are more than ten thousand yuan bills neatly stacked.

Lin Sen was amazed by what he saw.

"That is to say, Kurosawa is too strong in terms of financial conditions."

"I've heard her tell me about her family. Her father seemed to be a Yakuza. He knew he had too many enemies, so he hid her with her aunt since she was a child and they didn't see each other very often."

"Is there such a thing?"

However, upon closer inspection, it makes sense. This was the final peak of the Yakuza era in Japan. There were many examples of people rising through the ranks of the Yakuza, even transcending social classes.

In the previous life, there was the "Yakuza" game, and now there is also the father edited by Sasakawa.

They are all representatives who have made a name for themselves through the Yakuza during this period.

However, Kurosawa's father probably didn't reach the level of being able to handle both black and white.

She was caught up in the vortex of gang fighting and was not spared along with her foreign mother.

He left behind a huge legacy.

Kurosawa's uncle and her father had a life-long friendship. Kurosawa's father raised this childhood friend, set him up with his sister, even sent him to the United States, and covered all his losses, cultivating his business acumen.

Therefore, after the eldest brother passed away, the uncle naturally loved Miss Kurosawa very much.

Kurosawa's aunt died very early, and her uncle had no children and never remarried, so he treated her like his own daughter.

Apart from being tied to business abroad, I have no shortage of money. Whenever I miss something, I send money back.

This also created Kurosawa's current economic confidence.

——Lin Sen listened to the reason with great interest.

No matter who you are, there are actually many strange people and things around you. However, in most cases, there is no need to ask.

"But speaking of this, it's strange. Kurosawa is so capable, why does he like to live in a small apartment?"

“She also talked about this.”

It has probably been a while since Ms. Ito had such a long conversation with someone.

He suddenly became interested and grabbed Lin Sen's sleeve.

"She said she wasn't used to living in a big house. When she was little, every night after the nanny went to bed, the big house felt so empty and scary. The slightest noise would have a terrifying echo. She just couldn't fall asleep."

It makes sense when you think about it. Given the socially anxious nature of a stray dog, even if it's scared to the point of crying, it probably won't want to find a babysitter to vent and cry, so it's just going to have to endure it all on its own.

I guess I developed the habit of reading comics at that time.

After all, the dry text of novels is too obscure for children. Not everyone can successfully develop a connection with literature like Ms. Li Ya.

Another way to relieve stress is to watch TV at night, which is full of content not suitable for children. I guess I can't watch it either.

So, it’s natural to start trying to draw strength from vivid pictures to dispel loneliness.

Thinking about this, I can't help but sigh.

After all, people cannot escape the influence of childhood.

㈨⑤０①８○９○㈨

Perhaps personality will slowly correct and reverse itself during growth, but interests, talents and even dreams are always closely related to what one sees in childhood.

It's not just Kurosawa Rina who is like this.

Caged Bird Sasagawa Rimei was severely restricted as a child, and the only thing she was allowed to do was read. That’s why she became interested in literature.

Xia Zhi also mentioned that as a child, she would sit in the fields and by the winery, learning nursery rhymes from her elders who were busy with the farm work. Everyone often praised her for her beautiful singing. So, when she grew up, she had a dream of becoming a musician.

In the orphanage where Yuzuru Niwa lived, the only landmark in the open space was a long-abandoned ping-pong table. It was because of this that, in junior high, he decided to connect with a senior who had a ping-pong paddle.

As for Ms. Ito, she was even more vivid—as a child, she was alone and had no playmates, and her only joy was being alone. As she grew up, she acquired a certain air of indifference and a low sense of presence, as if she were detached from the world.

The tone of a person's long life is the light of time shining on the short and sharp line segment of childhood, and casting a long shadow on the canvas of the world.

Lin Sen was no exception to this fate. In his previous life, before mobile phones became commonplace, his biggest passion was computer games. After graduating from university, he pursued a long and arduous path in esports.

Speaking of this——

In fact, there is another person’s childhood memory in my mind.

That person, clearly an illegitimate child who was constantly looked down upon, should have had a twisted, dark, and twisted personality, but because of his mother's teachings, he desperately tried to radiate the only light he had.

He even went so far as to portray himself as a sunny, positive and excellent student in his correspondence with a pen pal named Li Zi.

Lin Sen had a clear fragment in his mind - that evening when he returned home, the former little Lin Sen was grabbed by his drunken father, Xiao Lin Hongyi, and beaten for no reason.

After crying for her parents, she wiped away her tears, hid in her little room, and opened the letter from her pen pal.

While wiping away tears, he read the crooked handwriting of the self-conscious girl he had never met with blurred vision.

Then, I picked up the pen and letter paper and solemnly wrote the following reply:

[Lizi, your paintings are beautiful! Those jerk classmates who laughed at you don't understand the effort you put in! They're just following the crowd. When one person takes the lead, everyone else will follow suit!]

[They are just not as strong as you. They are too weak to express their own opinions and are isolated by others!]

Still struggling to concentrate during daytime classes? It's okay, I'll slowly adjust. I also sometimes feel drowsy when the teacher's voice is too much, but as long as I listen carefully, I'll always remember some of the information.

[Has your only friend ignored you too? Do you think you'd be embarrassed if someone laughed at you? This is so... wrong!]

[Don't worry, Li Zi. No matter what happens, I'll always be by your side! If you're unhappy about anything, just write to me!]

[I'm the best top student! No matter what difficulties you encounter, I can help you find a solution! Trust me!]

When he wrote that sentence, Xiao Linsen's academic performance had been a mess due to the beatings from his father and the bullying from his clan members.

Perhaps, the top student played in the letter is the ideal that he always passionately wants to become, and it is also the achievement he desires to achieve in order to live up to his mother's expectations.

Perhaps, if Xiao Linsen's mother had lived longer, if there was even one good person in the Xiao Lin family who could provide even a little help, the future of this sensitive, lonely and cowardly soul might have changed incredibly.

But there is no if in reality.

All Lin Sen could do was probably to hate and despise the family that distorted his fate on behalf of the little Lin Sen in his memory.

By the way, during the trip to Chiba, he won over Sasagawa Rimei and extorted a lot of money from them, so that he could make up for it a little.

However, speaking of this.

It suddenly occurred to me.

I haven't exchanged letters with my pen pal Li Zi for a long time.

Perhaps, after this trip, when I have more free time, I can write some letters to keep in touch and pass the time.

Lin Sen remembered her kindness in sending him money to help him in his time of need - although, the money was eventually stolen.

Thinking about it further brought back the painful and frightening past. Lin Sen decided to find time to talk it over later, perhaps even trace the cause and conduct some investigation to overturn the verdict.

Hey!

Why didn’t I think that there are so many ways to kill time?

After some self-reflection as usual, I soon found the source.

The young man glanced at Miss Ito beside him.

As expected, this child always has a magical charm. Being with her always makes me relax and have fun.

The mind is full of flashes, but reality is only a few seconds.

She is still waiting for a reply.

Naturally, it's time to turn my attention back to the conversation with Ms. Ito.

"So, Kurosawa has had the habit of staying up late since she was a child." Lin Sen pinched his chin.

"Yes, yes." Miss Ito nodded. "Because of the trauma of her childhood, she can only sleep peacefully when the sun is bright during the day."

"Will there be any problems? Your body."

"I told her about it, too. But she said it's been like this since she was little, and slowly, it seems like she's developed her own biological clock."