Tokyo host

Chapter 57 Deep memories are as precious as pearls

But he still agreed.

After all, the Snow Maiden's pillow that he was thinking about had not been obtained yet, so Shuangye Cheng tried his best to agree to these small requests of Gong Baiyuyou.

Just a date.

It is estimated that it is just like going shopping together and eating something like in the comics. It is not difficult for Futaba Makoto. As for going further——

Shuangye Cheng also doesn't expect Gong Baiyuyou's social fear girl to do anything. In private, it's fine. This guy will also make some book movements and take pictures as materials. As for the public, she can't do it. those bold actions.

When the time came to nine o'clock, Makoto Futaba carried Merlin back to the room to play games.

As always, in the login game interface, the console game in my hand is almost the same, and I can only wait for the new game to be released in half a year. For Makoto Futaba, the happiest time is playing games, and the hardest time is It is when waiting for a new game to be released or contacting a game update.

No game is born perfect. Makoto Futaba always leaves his expectations to the next generation or the remastered version of this work. I hope that my favorite game is durable, has a good plot, and can meet a variety of needs. Summarizing the above points, Makoto Futaba found that after going around, the longest time he played in his hands was actually an online game.

Looking at the login page in "Dungeon Chronicles" in front of him, Makoto Futaba sighed. This game is also spurned by players because of the gift packs that often cheat krypton. I also occasionally go back to see it, even if it’s just to see the little priest in the novice village who is always worried about getting hurt when he goes out, or to listen to the BGM music of the port on the other side of the ocean, every picture is worth recalling.

"Online." After logging in to the game, Makoto Futaba glanced at his friend list and found that Coco Sauce was online, so he sent a message to the other party.

Send a secret message to the player [Cocoa Sauce]: Good evening.

After waiting for a while, Shuangye Makoto found that there was no response, and it seemed that he hung up.

What do you do now?
The reason why Makoto Futaba plays online games is actually to play dungeons with friends. After all, his equipment has already graduated, and he is too old to be able to sleep through the night when he alone plays dungeons alone, so when no friends are online, he always Will be bored watching the priest at the birth point in a daze.

Cocoa sauce may be hanging up because of something, so let's follow up.

Opening the refrigerator and locker beside him, Makoto Futaba took out the melon seeds and coke, adjusted the angle of the sofa and chair behind him, and hugged Merlin in a half-lying position to chase after the drama.

Merlin shook his tail and stared at the animated cat-eared girls on the screen in a daze.

The hands of the clock on the wall were ticking, and soon it was twelve o'clock in the evening.

Makoto Futaba bored off the video site and stood up.

At this time, Merlin was already asleep, so Futaba Cheng had to stuff this guy into the cat's nest. After seeing that the cocoa sauce in the game still didn't respond, he bent down to turn off the computer screen and walked out of the room alone.

He plans to go to the 24-hour convenience store to buy something to eat.

But what he didn't expect was that he just opened the door on the first floor and bumped into Suzuki Kaoru.

Suzuki Kaoru was also a little strange to meet Futaba Cheng. She was wearing a loose T-shirt and had a paper bag in her hand, as if she had bought something.

"Where are you going?"

Makoto Futaba said, "I can't sleep, I want to go to the convenience store to buy some hot food."

After Kaoru Suzuki heard this, her amber eyes looked at Makoto Futaba, and then she took out a plastic bag from the paper bag, which seemed to contain several hot meat buns: "Do you want it?"

Futaba Makoto smiled.

The two sat on the steps of the yard outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. Because the lights were not turned on, the only source of light at this time was the bright moon in the sky. Covered with a layer of silver gauze, she had a straight back, sitting gracefully on the steps, holding the meat buns in one hand and eating them.

She seemed to notice that Shuangye Cheng was looking at herself, she turned her head, the moonlight dotted her indifferent eyes, and there was a trace of arc: "What's wrong?"

"It's just a little strange why you went out so late." Shuangye Cheng said.

"It's the same with you." Suzuki Kaoru pushed his temples behind his ears and continued to eat the buns.

"I'm a boy." Shuangye Cheng smiled, "So the safety factor will be higher."

A meaningful smile suddenly appeared on Suzuki Kaoru's face: "Perhaps, but the proportion of male victims has been increasing recently."

Shuangye Cheng: "..."

A moment of silence.

"Miss Suzuki, did you run away from home?" Makoto Futaba sat next to Kaoru Suzuki, he looked up at the half-covered moon in the clouds, and rarely wondered about the other party's affairs.

"Yeah." Suzuki Kaori responded indifferently.

Shuangye Cheng looked at her: "Are you having trouble with your family?"

"Almost." After Suzuki Kaori finished speaking, he was silent for a while, "Can I ask you a question?"

"If I can answer that."

"If your relative did something absolutely unforgivable, how would you deal with the relationship between you and your relative." Suzuki Kaoru's tone was very serious, and he couldn't feel that he was asking a question, as if he was stating a statement what happened around you.

Shuangye Cheng thought for a while, then shook his head and smiled: "I don't know how to answer this question."

Suzuki smoked back his gaze and continued eating the steamed buns: "Really."

"Because my parents died when I was in elementary school, as for grandpa..." Shuangye Cheng paused, as if he didn't want to continue.

"...Sorry, it touches on your sadness." Suzuki Kaoru softened.

"No, it's just that it's been so long, and I can't remember many details clearly." Shuangye Cheng raised his head, "I still remember that it was raining heavily on the day of the funeral, and the adults were all dressed in black, but there was not much sadness on their faces. , even except for my grandfather, I doubt whether other relatives are strangers."

Memories slowly surfaced in his mind, Futaba Cheng murmured, as if he remembered something.

By the way, Nana also came at that time. She seemed to have said a lot to herself, but she couldn't listen to it at all at that time and couldn't remember it clearly.

In the only memory left, it seems that Nana ran away crying. She still remembers her iconic short hair, shorts and shorts, but what did she say at that time?

After recovering from the memory, Makoto Futaba let out a sigh, and then said to Kaoru Suzuki, who was looking at him, "I'm sorry, I was caught in the memory by myself."

"Deep memories are as precious as pearls." Suzuki Kaori shook his head: "For me, recalling something is far better than a walking dead without a thought."

"Does it count as bad memories?"

"Yes, because it allows you to see a lot of things clearly," said Kaoru Suzuki.

(End of this chapter)