The next day, 7am.
The sky was gray and it rained all night with no sign of stopping, as if the god of war Ares was throwing his spear at humanity, intending to cleanse this sinful land.
There were faint ripples on Lake Ashi, and translucent mist covered the lake surface. The quiet lake water made people feel that a Cretaceous sea monster would emerge from it at any time.
“Hehehe…”
In the bathroom, Miss Miyano was holding an electric toothbrush in her mouth, observing her skin condition in the mirror, and humming a song. She was obviously in a good mood.
The smell of food wafted from the kitchen. Sakaki Makoto, wearing an apron, was cooking breakfast. He frying a few slices of bacon, toasting a few slices of bread, and making a cup of fruit tea. The simple breakfast was ready.
"oops!"
A scream came from the bathroom, and Miss Miyano, wearing only a T-shirt, rushed into the kitchen barefoot, with some white foam on the corners of her mouth, and she was rarely panicked:
"I have a pimple on my face!"
Sakaki blinked, realizing that the path ahead of him was complicated and dangerous.
For a boy, it is normal to have a pimple on the face. If you pay attention to cleaning, it will disappear on its own in a few days. It is not a big deal. But for a girl who loves beauty...
Having a pimple on your face is not much different from having a disfigured face.
Miss Miyano is not that exaggerated, but having a pimple on her face still affects her mood.
At this time, boys must pay attention to their words and actions and must not make any mistakes.
Sakaki Makoto rolled his eyes and said:
"It must be because I didn't get enough rest. We've been staying up late lately, which can easily lead to endocrine disorders and increased hormone levels, so I got acne... Where are the acne?"
"Look..."
Miss Miyano stood on tiptoe, put her face close to her boyfriend, pointed at a small red spot on her right cheekbone and said:
"It wasn't there yesterday."
"Um... I remember you had a brown-red eyebrow pencil, right?"
"yes."
"Lend it to me for a moment."
"Why are you using an eyebrow pencil..."
Muttering to herself, Miss Miyano turned and left the kitchen. After a while, she took out a thin eyebrow pencil and handed it to me:
"Well, you plan to draw your eyebrows?"
"No, the peach season has long passed."
Sakaki Makoto smiled and took the eyebrow pencil, opened the lid, and tapped the right cheekbone:
"Now we are the same. I have a pimple too."
"Bah, that was clearly painted on!"
Although she said she disliked him, Miss Miyano was actually quite happy. She drew a red heart on her boyfriend's face with an eyebrow pencil and nodded with satisfaction:
"This is much better."
"Go wash your face quickly. We should go pick up Conan and the others. If we don't go now, who knows what this kid will do next."
"Um!"
Miss Miyano left the kitchen with light footsteps and returned to the bathroom. After a while, Sakaki Makoto heard her humming the song again, and the ending tone was more upbeat and beautiful than before.
At 7:20 in the morning, after packing his luggage and turning off the water, electricity, and gas, Sakaki Makoto stood at the entrance carrying his package and looked back at the quiet corridor, feeling a little complicated.
After living here for a few days, he felt a lot of the atmosphere of the past. Sometimes, when he was sitting on the sofa, the scene of a happy family of three would flash before his eyes. The child held a magic wand and shouted, "I want to turn into light", the father played the little monster, and the mother sat beside him and smiled.
Warmth and nostalgia, you will never get tired of it no matter how long you stay.
Until one day, when the children grew up and he formed his own family and had children, he would let them ride on his shoulders, tell them about what he saw and heard when he was young, and teach them the principles of life. Perhaps from that moment on, he realized that he had really grown up and needed to take on the responsibilities of a family, a husband, and a father.
People must always look forward and cannot stand still. The giant of light of the past will also become a little monster that feeds the next generation. From generation to generation, the light will never go out, just like the continuation of hope.
"Let's go."
Miss Miyano held her boyfriend's warm and generous hand:
"Memories will never fade away, and we will create new memories."
"Um."
Nodding, Sakaki Makoto withdrew his gaze, pushed the door open, opened the umbrella, put the key back in its place, and walked out of the yard.
Squeak...
A black umbrella appeared in Sakaki Makoto's field of vision. It was very short, only as high as Sakaki Makoto's waist.
Sakaki was stunned for a moment, wondering whose unlucky child was here pretending to be a ghost and scaring people so early in the morning. He was about to speak...
When the umbrella was lifted, a familiar face with a livid complexion and chattering teeth came into view.
"Conan?!"
Sakaki Makoto was startled, as if he had seen a ghost:
"When did you come?!"
“5:30…”
Conan said tremblingly:
"You... why did you come out so late? I'm freezing..."
"It's still dark at 5:30!"
Sakaki Makoto frowned and looked at him:
"Didn't we agree to pick you and Kidd up at the hotel? Why are you here instead of sleeping?"
"I...I'm afraid you guys will run away..."
A gust of cold wind blew by, and Conan shuddered all over, his face turning even paler.
"Who told you not to tell me the gathering time last night!"
"...I sent a text message to Kidd, to meet at 7:30 in the morning."
Sakaki Makoto's mouth twitched:
"He didn't tell you..."
Click.
The umbrella fell into the puddle, Conan stared at Sakaki Makoto blankly, and the whole person gradually became petrified in the wind:
"I was just saying...I was just saying why he didn't want to come with me this morning...and asked me to stay still..."
Conan got up at 5 a.m., packed his bedding, and ran to Kid's room. He finally woke up Kid, who was still in a daze and dreaming. Unexpectedly, Kid covered his head with the quilt and muttered a few words. Conan only heard him telling him to stay still...
Looking up at the sky, Conan held back the tears in his eyes, sniffed, and said:
"Drive, I'm going to kill Kidd."
"Okay, please..."
Makoto Sakaki personally opened the car door for Conan. Conan got into the back seat, grabbed the pillow and hugged it in his arms, then fell asleep. He was probably preparing to get his spirits together before facing Kid for a decisive battle.
He inserted the key and started the car. Makoto Sakaki turned on the wipers to sweep away the rain on the windshield, engaged the clutch, shifted gears, added gas, and started the car in one go.
The engine roared softly, like a tiger in the mountains. The inline four-cylinders worked alternately, outputting strong power. The black car drove down the hillside. In the rearview mirror, the three-story building gradually disappeared into the mist, leaving only a black outline.
At the door of the hotel, Kidd was looking forward to it. The car violently broke through the rain curtain and stopped in front of him.
"Let's go!"
After getting in the car, Kidd's first thing was to urge Sakaki Makoto to drive, not treating himself as an outsider at all:
"This is such horrible weather. It rains every day and it never stops. Is there anything to eat? I'm hungry."
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