Chapter 130 Who are you shedding tears for?
——If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten that I had spent any money.
Miss Suzuki looked at the old man's wrinkled face which had not changed at all and sighed with a complicated expression.
The literary and artistic emotion in her heart at the long-awaited reunion was brought back to the social and economic channel by the old man's words. Then, she remembered the back of the man in tattered armor before she "woke up from the dream". Suddenly, even the desire to complain faded. She only uttered a absent-minded "oh" as a response and was about to go home.
At this time, it was only five minutes before she jumped into the well. Outside the Higurashi Shrine, the driver who was about to return had just crossed the road and bought a pack of cigarettes.
Before the car started, the second young lady who had walked in with such pride and confidence came back with a gloomy face and looked like she had lost all hope in life.
The driver's first reaction was: "Did you forget to take something?"
The second young lady's habit has been so stubborn over the years that she would run back and forth several times with a gloomy face, leaving him speechless.
To be honest, the most relaxing days were when the second young lady had a fiancé - I don’t know how the fiancés of rich families were trained, but each one was so considerate and very active in helping their second young lady think.
If he were to say, the best one was the boy named Feng Jingye two years ago.
Young Master Feng usually prefers to use his own car, and the second young lady is only responsible for taking care of herself, waiting for someone to pick her up and take her back, and then she can go shopping all day long.
It's basically like giving him a continuous holiday, giving him money for nothing, with little work and no responsibility...
The driver was nostalgic for this moment and couldn't help wanting to smoke again. The next second, his brainless second daughter came running over, hugged him and burst into tears.
The driver looked confused.
Suzuki Sonoko herself hadn't expected that she would burst into tears like this after seeing someone familiar. She was actually quite nice when she saw Mr. Higurashi...
But it doesn't matter anymore.
The driver had watched her grow up since she was three years old, and he had never seen her cry so miserably.
Although he often complained in his heart that this child was stupid, he still genuinely cared about her and immediately stuffed her back into the car - after all, it was safer to send a girl in this state home first.
Suzuki Sonoko cried all the way home in the car.
At this time, it was only two hours since she left home in the morning, and the housekeeper was still inspecting the construction team that was renovating the garden on the hillside behind. Suzuki Sonoko wiped her tears with the back of her hand, and under the worried gaze of the driver, she walked into the gate of the mansion with strength.
With the clear beeping sound of the electronic equipment, the wide and heavy four-opening wooden door slowly closed automatically. The driver sat in the car and thought for a long time, then took out his mobile phone and called Chairman Shiro Suzuki's personal assistant to report.
While waiting for the call to be connected, the driver, who was already responsible for part of the "caretaking" work, frowned belatedly and wanted to say: Although her expression is collapsed from crying, isn't their second young lady... a little thinner than when she went out in the morning?
There was no living person in the Suzuki family's main house.
As soon as Yuanzi entered the door, the sensing system of the entire building knew she was coming, and the lights in the corridor lit up one by one. The long-lost sense of technology successfully suppressed the unreal panic in her heart.
She hadn't been back for two years, but the familiar home was still so familiar. She wiped her tears intently and instinctively groped her way back to her bedroom. She looked at the shelf at the door: there was no schoolbag or uniform. Her beloved guardian angel, Hei Yin, didn't come today.
I suddenly felt like crying. What happened?
Suzuki Sonoko didn't know what she was feeling wronged about, and she cried uncontrollably. She stumbled down the stairs, holding the handrail, and finally made her way into the kitchen while hiccuping.
There was movement in the kitchen!
The refrigerator door was open, and the faint cold air turned into white mist and slowly dissipated. Yuanzi's eyes were blurred with tears and she could not see anything clearly. She could only see a shivering thing clinging to the refrigerator door and moving back and forth. It seemed that the thing heard the movement first and then poked its head out from behind the huge refrigerator door.
There were pistachio crumbs on the corners of Ye Dou's mouth, his cheeks puffed up, and he chewed without stopping as he looked up at people. He thought that if the old housekeeper who couldn't see him came to check on the room, he might think the kitchen was haunted and make a fuss...
What I saw when I looked up was the garden.
Yato couldn't explain what skill it was. In the early years of Suzuki Sonoko's life, her divine light shone everywhere, and the area within a radius of ten miles was filled with dazzling white light. This was another degree of indistinguishability from the crowd. After all, everyone within the ten miles was equally bright, and ordinary people could not see her at most. But from that time on, he could miraculously see where she was among a crowd of people.
It feels more like a narrow scope of application and too clear direction.
Yato had secretly imagined himself in many silly fairy tales: the prince who turned into a frog, the princess who was stuffed into a deer's body, and the nine brothers who all turned into swans.
After reading these stories, he inexplicably developed a sense of confidence: even if Sonoko turned into a frog, a deer, or a swan, or even further, was thrown back into the animal group after the transformation, he could still pick out the lost Suzuki Sonoko from among the thousands of mentally polluted frogs, deer, and swans.
In that blurry image where his eyes hadn't caught up with the movements, even in his spiritual perception, the blurry figure itself had an obscure and unfamiliar aura, but because of this blurry feeling, Yato still raised his head the next moment and thought with certainty: Did Sonoko suffer any injustice?
In the next second, he reacted instinctively, the most natural reaction after meeting Suzuki Sonoko:
He swallowed the food in his mouth at the risk of choking to death, then threw the evidence in his hand into the refrigerator, slammed the door shut, and wiped his mouth while struggling in his death throes.
"I didn't eat your share... oooh..."
As expected, I choked.
However, Miss Suzuki, who was addicted to sweets, didn't care about the food at all this time. Her expression, which was originally whispering and sobbing silently, froze in mid-air. It was as if after hearing his voice, her facial features regained vitality, and twisted into an aggrieved crying expression at an angle that ordinary people could hardly imagine.
Compared to this, what happened just now wasn't even crying.
——Yato felt like digging his throat right now, wishing he could spit back all the cake he had secretly eaten!
The next second, an aggrieved expression sounded the battle horn. Suzuki Sonoko screamed "Wow" and even turned on the voice-controlled lights across the corridor. She rushed over, hugged Yato and cried.
Yato bumped right into the refrigerator. He held her in his arms, confused as to what was happening, and was stunned for a long time before reacting. He frantically slapped her hands, then hugged her, muttering, "It's okay, it's okay," while feeling, "Something's not right, it's not right."
Yato, whose aura of misfortune had long since faded, held up Sonoko's sobbing face, not caring about the tears sticking to his hands, and asked hurriedly, "Sonoko, why have you lost so much weight?"
"Didn't you say you were going to take a tour of five hundred years ago? Are you not going anymore?"
"Did you encounter a robber on the road?"
"Human or monster?"
He pinched the cheek beside him with heartache, but the feeling was wrong.
"I've never heard of any monster whose injurious skills can also help with weight loss..."
"Are you in pain?" Yato lifted her up and shook her. "Aside from the meat, are there any organs missing?"
On the other side, Yuanzi listened to the familiar and annoying mumbling in her ears, and she couldn't hold back her tears at all. The degree of her tears was much more severe than when she saw the driver. She couldn't even speak complete words, and only hummed with hiccups.
What did she say? I'm back now.
Yato's expression suddenly grew more serious.
"The time flow doesn't match... Did you have an accident five hundred years ago?"
It would have been fine if he hadn't mentioned it. Sonoko just cried to vent, not knowing exactly what she was aggrieved about. But when he mentioned it, Sonoko suddenly remembered the glance they had crossed in the space crack, and her grievance suddenly had reason to be justified. She immediately went from simply wanting to cry to wanting to cry while getting angry at him.
However, she still had some rationality in her. Before she let out a cry, she remembered that the reaction was actually normal, and it would be too much to blame Yato for it. She had no choice but to hold back her grievances, not to find excuses, and just cry.
She howled until her voice was hoarse and her eyes were squinted as if covered with glue. Yato kept muttering, "It's okay, it's not ugly, the swelling will go away in ten minutes anyway." At the same time, he tried to ask some questions in between her hiccups to find out what was going on.
Sonoko said I tried my best to save the world.
Yato said okay okay.
Yuanzi sniffed and sobbed, saying it hurts so much.
Yato continued to say okay okay.
He kept patting her back and looking her up and down, trying to use his naked eyes to see through her clothes where she was injured.
After an hour of this, the pager on the wall rang.
The assistant who received the driver's report call came.
By then, the swelling in Suzuki Sonoko's eyes had subsided, leaving only a hint of redness at the corners of her eyes. She squatted in front of the refrigerator door, enjoying the cool air, with a stomach full of chocolate cake, and leaned on Yato's shoulder, feeling refreshed.
It's not easy for the assistant either.
Previously, Yuanzi's plan was to travel back five hundred years in time for a week, so he ordered that no one should enter Suzuki's house recently, and also arranged for a group of renovation workers to plant more trees halfway up the mountain.
Although the assistant needs to keep an eye on Ms. Suzuki's movements on behalf of President Suzuki due to his job duties, it is not appropriate for him to directly interfere with his future boss and go against her requirements.
So he thought about it and decided to use the pretext of delivering information to tentatively observe the situation.
The kitchen pager terminal is mostly connected to the back door, and the direct audio effect at the front door is not very good - anyway, it is not very suitable for long-term communication like talking on the phone.
At this moment, Suzuki Sonoko just wanted to vent slowly in a familiar place and didn't want to put on airs to deal with others.
But after she finished crying, her mind came back to her senses, and she realized that this was probably a chain reaction caused by her not being able to hold back her tears in the car.
After all, the assistant had good intentions and had come all the way here, so I still went to the reception room. I forced myself to listen to his work report, which had little practical information value, and implicitly conveyed to him, "I'm fine, don't worry."
As soon as the man left, she collapsed on the spot, curled up on Ye Dou's thighs, and not very gently pulled the file bag he handed her, tearing it into pieces with considerable force.
This contained the wedding plan for her and Emiya Kiritsugu.
——The assistant was just looking for something to do just to come and take a look. The big things were too serious, and the small things were not worth mentioning. It happened that the eldest daughter was getting married soon: the information related to the wedding was the most legitimate and would not involve his position and bonus, so it was perfect to use it as a scapegoat.
Yuanzi looked at the title of the document and frowned subconsciously.
"Why are you getting married again?"
Yato: “…”
Yato suddenly turned her face seriously and said, "Wait, what's wrong with that tone?"
"Have you been married before? Did Sonoko marry someone five hundred years ago?"
At this point, Yato was about to throw a tantrum: "One or two marriages are already too much, how can there be a third time?!"
Suzuki Sonoko thought that including Shang Long (she was finally sure that this person existed), there must be a fourth time.
But I didn't dare say it out loud.
So he changed the subject and asked, "Where's Hei Yin?"
Yato's question startled her, but as he looked at the skin beneath his fingertips, which had lost most of its "glow," he pursed his lips and ultimately didn't ask any further questions. He raised his eyebrows with a normal expression and asked, "Didn't he tell you before he left?"
Sonoko thought for a long time before she dug out a sparse memory from the depths of her memory, 80% of which was about Ximen Sojiro. She replied, "The last time we met... he just said he had something to do and might have to leave. He didn't elaborate, so I didn't ask. What's wrong? I've only been gone for two hours. Is it the end of the world?"
Yato said, "For Soul Society, maybe."
Suzuki Sonoko listened attentively.
Yato talks a lot of nonsense, to summarize it, [Aizen Sosuke, who jumped to Hueco Mundo, created a new species called Arrancar, and then the Arrancar kidnapped Inoue Orihime, and Kurone rolled up his sleeves to go rescue them. He just left this morning and is probably eating sand in Hueco Mundo now].
After hearing this, Yuanzi was puzzled and tilted her head: "Why didn't he just tell me?"
Yato: "If I tell you, will you go with him?"
Sonoko: “No.”
"That's terrible," Yato rolled his eyes. "If you don't go with us, you'll just have to wait and worry in vain."
"In that case, it's better not to tell you anything. Just think of him as someone who went out and came back, and nothing serious happened."
Sonoko thought about Ichigo Kurosaki's dark face that day and reluctantly said that she believed him: "...I'll just assume that he hid it because he was afraid that I would worry."
Then I thought, "Why did he tell you then?"
"Because I'm his god father," Yato said confidently, "Why should I take his leave note if there's no valid reason?"
Sonoko thought to herself, "Ichigo Kurosaki is currently working as a nominal sales representative at a securities firm under the Suzuki Group. He's earning thirty times what a new salesperson makes, and why hasn't he even thought to ask for leave from me, his boss?"
Yato said wake up: "That's Sonoko, the one you took the initiative to support as compensation!"
"The sales representative was just beating around the bush about compensation. The victim can just run away if he wants to. Do you think you can still deduct money?"
Suzuki Sonoko was speechless.
It took her a while to come back to her senses and she couldn't help but open her mouth.
Yato was already getting impatient with the topic being filled with Kurosaki Ichigo. With a nose-picking, he asked, "What else do you want to say?"
Suzuki Sonoko pursed her lips and said, "I just want to ask, tonight... can you sleep with me?"
Yato: ...
Yato: "What did you just say?"
In fact, Yuanzi also felt that this was very cowardly, and covered her face: "If you don't want to, forget it——"
"Who said no?"
The author has something to say: In the last conversation, Sonoko said that Kurosaki Ichigo told her where he was going, see Chapter 106.
As expected, I updated once in the middle of the night... The update time will be postponed. Tomorrow is the weekend, I will try to make up for what I owe today. Don't worry, I really finished writing it when I said I finished it. I think the urge to open a new pit will urge me to at least keep updating every day.
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