Tokyo host

Ayako Suzuki drew a circle in the air after hearing the candy apple in her hand, and then licked it, but her answer was a bit irrelevant,
"Summer festival, isn't it good?"

Kaoru Suzuki: "..."

She didn't speak, just watched Ayako Suzuki silently.

"Boring." After Suzuki Ayako finished speaking, she spread her hands, "I'm also here to enjoy the festive atmosphere, so don't look at the enemy, okay?"

After hearing this, Kaoru Suzuki turned around, as if he didn't want to say anything more.

"You should go back." Ayako Suzuki's words made the girl stop, but she didn't turn around.

"Even if you don't go back, they will find you sooner or later. It's better to go back to Tokyo as soon as possible."

"Everyone is just thinking about the fact that you ran away from home and disappeared, 'little girls are ignorant, the rebellious period has come'. Oh, once the old man dies, I believe you know what will happen, right?"

"If you don't go back..." Ayako Suzuki turned sideways, leaning her waist back slightly, looking at Makoto Futaba and his party who were laughing in the distance, she smiled immediately,
"Maybe it will hurt them, a little shrimp like that, even if it is just casually wiped by the tsunami, it will not survive~~~"

Kaoru Suzuki stood there for a long time before spitting out lightly, "Thank you for your concern."

After speaking, he left without looking back.

"What a boring guy." Ayako Suzuki took out a folding fan, and with a clatter, the word "Forbearance" appeared on the fan, slightly covering the lower half of her face, her eyes were smiling,

"Stop being a fool."

"smoke."

……

……

"I'm back." Kaoru Suzuki returned to the team and stood beside Makoto Futaba quietly.

"What are you thinking about?" Futaba Makoto felt that Kaoru Suzuki seemed to have something on his mind, so he asked aloud. Since Kaoru Suzuki was diagnosed with depression, he has been very careful in observing the emotional changes of the girl.

Kaoru Suzuki shook his head lightly, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Futaba Makoto's sleeve.

"Ok?"

"I'm a little hungry." Kaoru Suzuki said softly.

After Futaba heard this, he looked at the stall next to him, "There are fried noodles over there, do you want to try it?"

Seeing the smile on Futaba Makoto's face, Kaoru Suzuki hesitated to speak, and when she thought about it, she was interrupted by Nana in the morning,

"Acheng, Acheng, how about salt ramen, it only costs 1000 yen."

"No one eats ramen, one bowl is enough." Futaba Makoto twitched the corners of his mouth, and then noticed Suzuki Kaoru's expression beside him, "What did you just say?"

Kaoru Suzuki smiled lightly, shook his head, "It's okay."

"Really?"

"Ah."

Futaba Makoto didn't ask any more questions. After all, if Suzuki Kaoru didn't want to say anything, he wouldn't get any answers if he kept asking. He led the girl to a fried noodle stall and ordered a cheese fried noodle.

"Please bring me some fried noodles." Makoto Futaba said.

"Okay." The palm-sized chow mein box, a few people took turns to eat it, and then it was gone. Maybe it was something warm, and Suzuki Kaoru felt a little better at this time.

"It's better to be at home. When I went to Tokyo to play before, the price was quite expensive." Makoto Futaba also sighed at this time.

Perhaps because he mentioned Tokyo, Kaoru Suzuki asked, "Do you still want to go?"

Hearing her greeting like that, Makoto Futaba smiled and said, "Why do you ask this? It's okay to go again if there is a chance."

"What if you live there?"

"Forget it, it's still comfortable at home." Makoto Futaba said with a smile, "Although a big city is nice, it's not my home."

Suzuki was silent.

She didn't say anything more, and looked at him quietly with those amber eyes glowing slightly, until Futaba Cheng felt a little strange, "Xun?"

Kaoru Suzuki shook his head, took out a handkerchief, and carefully wiped the sauce from Futaba Makoto's mouth.

Futaba Makoto reacted and smiled, "Thanks."

"Yeah." Kaoru Suzuki looked away, and continued to stay quietly aside without speaking.

……

Walking in front of the booth, the flow of people around is increasing. This year, there are more people participating in the summer festival than ever before. Perhaps it is because of the Tenjin Festival that Little Raccoon Town has gained a lot. Its popularity can be seen at least from the full parking spaces at the foot of the mountain.

Squeezing forward shoulder to shoulder, Makoto Futaba didn't dare to think about how many people would watch the fireworks together after going up the mountain.

"Everyone follow closely." Makoto Futaba said, trying to squeeze out the flow of people, but when he turned around, he found that there was no one beside him.

Shuangye Cheng: "..."

Everyone got lost?
No, I got lost?
Makoto Futaba looked around, but he couldn't find Kaoru Suzuki and the others, and the huge flow of people was still pushing him forward.

He had no choice but to go to a booth, then took out his mobile phone and called Kaoru Suzuki.

"Cheng, we were pushed to the side of the steps by the flow of people." Soon, the phone was connected, and Suzuki Kaoru's voice sounded.

Steps?

Futaba Makoto glanced at the steps in the distance, it seemed that Kaoru Suzuki and the others were brought forward by the flow of people.

"Also, Kojima and Gongbai are gone too." Kaoru Suzuki said.

They got separated too?

Makoto Futaba looked around, logically speaking... Yuyou's yellow doll costume should be very recognizable, but looking from a distance, there is no yellow figure around.

Although it doesn't rule out that this guy got lost on purpose.

"Predecessor, senior..."

A familiar voice came from the people behind, Futaba Makoto was stunned for a moment and then turned around, only to see a small hand struggling to stretch out among the crowd.

Makoto Futaba immediately stretched out his hand to hold the opponent, and then pulled it out forcefully.

Accompanied by the exclamation that staggered and was about to fall, a petite figure fell headlong into his arms.

Shoko Kojima, wearing a light orange yukata, was lying in Futaba Makoto's arms, her face was still a little blurry, she opened her eyes with difficulty, only to realize that it was Futaba Makoto who stretched out her hand to her.

"Senior!" Kojima Shoko hugged Futaba Makoto happily, "I knew it was you!"

"Because it's always you who reached out to me!"

Hearing this, Makoto Futaba smiled, "Today's Summer Festival is really too crowded, and Gong Bai hasn't been found yet."

"That guy must have gone off to do something bad." Shoko Kojima muttered, and continued to hug Futaba Makoto's waist tightly, "Hey, senior...can you promise me something?"

"what?"

Makoto Futaba asked curiously.

"Can we go for a walk alone, just the two of us, no one else." Shoko Kojima's lovely face blushed slightly, even spreading to her neck, and she asked in a whisper, "In this case, I feel like senior It's like mine..."

Just when Makoto Futaba was hesitating, a ball of paper suddenly flew over and hit him directly in the face, "?!"

Makoto Futaba first glanced at the ball of paper slowly rolling on the ground, then looked up - in the dark bushes, a chubby black figure with strange eyes, holding a fluorescent sign in his hand:
【(,, ω,,) Promise her quickly】

hiding there? !