Chapter 56 Chapter 56 Live together, or perish together...
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Bai Lan kept clamoring to buy a yukata, and Mo Shiyu was so annoyed by the clamor that he had no choice but to take him to the mall.
He agreed to let the kids go out and play tonight, and he also has his own plans.
If he accumulates a few more points of favorability, he will be able to reach 1,000 points. He decided to catch this little white-haired creature and try to draw the second character card tonight.
In the shop selling yukatas, men and women each occupied a row, with children's on the side. Mo Shiyu let Bai Lan choose, and he took the opportunity to sit on a chair next to him to rest.
Even Bai Lan couldn't help but sigh that this person was really lazy.
But no matter how lazy it is, it cannot be kept in a cage, otherwise it will wither away little by little.
A delicate oriental rose.
Bai Lan picked out a bathrobe for herself casually, held it in her hand, and smiled sweetly.
Mo Shiyu was propping up his head to play with his phone when his shirt was suddenly tugged. He looked up and saw a handsome face in sunglasses, magnified, and the man said "Yo" to him from a close distance.
"Woo-ah." Mo Shiyu was so scared that he leaned back and lost his balance. He instinctively reached out and grabbed the collar of the person in front of him, and the person in front of him fell back with him unexpectedly.
Fortunately, this man reacted quickly and grabbed the railing next to him to stabilize his body, and even Mo Shiyu who was holding him did not fall down.
"Let go, let go, I can't breathe—"
Matsuda Jinpei grinned as he gripped Mo Shiyu's hand that was tightening around his neck. His face turned from white to red and then to blue. "I'll catch you. Spare my life, little gray-haired boy—"
Mo Shiyu, who had exerted great strength, let go awkwardly, and his back was gently supported by a hand.
The wicked police officer, who hadn't managed to scare anyone but was nearly strangled to death, held the man back and covered his mouth for a while, "Cough, cough, cough!"
Mo Shiyu patted Matsuda Jinpei's back, his tone a little resentful, "Officer Matsuda, are you free?"
"No matter how busy we are, we can't miss out on pranks. It's a ritual, understand?" Matsuda Jinpei tried to calm his breathing. "Ahem, I almost became a ghost."
Mo Shiyu covered his mouth and said, "Don't. That's not something you can say."
"What are you doing? You act like I've scared you before." Matsuda Jin stood up straight, lowered his head, and raised half of his lip in a scoundrelly manner, "What are you doing here?"
Bai Lan noticed the movement here, ran over with her short legs, and hugged Mo Shiyu's waist possessively.
Mo Shiyu stared at Matsuda Jinpei: "As you can see, I'm taking the kids to the shrine tonight and buying yukata."
Matsuda Jinpei held his forehead in silence: "Don't talk like a single dad! This can't be your son..."
Bai Lan hummed and didn't say a word.
"This is Bai Lan. I...a friend's child asked me to take care of him for a few days." Mo Shiyu made an excuse and introduced Bai Lan, "Bai Lan, this is Officer Matsuda."
Jinpei Matsuda looked at Bai Lan's narrow eyes that were curved like snake pupils and frowned slightly.
He looked away and said, "Hagi and I will go to the shrine tonight as well."
"Is that so?" Mo Shiyu tilted his head. "Is this a date?"
Matsuda Jinpei: "Ah? No."
"Oh, okay."
"Wait." Matsuda Jinpei suddenly reacted and pressed down on Mo Shiyu's head, his sunglasses almost falling off in shock, "No, we are not that kind of relationship!"
This little gray-haired boy really said something shocking!
Mo Shiyu laughed out loud this time, almost bending over with laughter, "Okay, I'm sorry, I was wrong."
Only then did Jinpei Matsuda withdraw his hand.
In fact, they were there to investigate a case. The police received information that an illegal transaction was being carried out covertly during this activity, but there was no need to ruin the fun of the two, one big and one small.
…
Jinpei Matsuda went to the men's area and picked up two yukatas, probably for the evening.
Mo Shiyu hadn't forgotten the sudden rise in favorability between Hagiwara Kenji and Matsuda Jinpei a few days ago. He tentatively asked, "Officer Matsuda, have you been very busy lately?"
Upon hearing this, Matsuda Jinpei took off his sunglasses. The dark circles under the handsome man's eyes were so big that they looked like Akai Shuichi. "I'm so busy! I can't finish the old case, and a new one has come up."
"Speaking of which, are you okay with the explosion that day?"
For some reason, Jinpei Matsuda did not mention their visit to the cake shop, but instead talked about the school bombing.
Jinpei Matsuda suddenly remembered it.
From beginning to end that day, he did not see Mo Shiyu among the students who took refuge.
Mo Shiyu lowered his eyes, his expression showing no sign of error. "I left school at noon, and when I wanted to return, I heard about the bombing. Officer Matsuda, were you at the scene that day?"
"Yeah, I'm here." Matsuda Jinpei stared at him and said, "I'm glad you didn't go back. The situation was a bit dangerous that day."
Mo Shiyu: "..." It's a bit dangerous, you mean he was only one second away from seeing the fireworks, right?
My hands are itching to hit someone.
"I seemed to hear that you played basketball with your classmates at noon?" Matsuda Jinpei recalled.
"Well, I played for a while, then went out for a walk before class to kill some time—" Mo Shiyu teased, "Officer Matsuda, is there anything else you want to know?"
Matsuda Jinpei smiled apologetically, "It's an occupational disease, and it started unconsciously."
He still had a mission to do, so he chatted with them for a few minutes and then left.
When he turned around, Jinpei Matsuda frowned slightly.
At noon, I went out.
He had time to commit the crime.
No, that's impossible, Matsuda Jinpei suppressed the thought.
There is no grudge between us, why would he do this?
But once this conjecture emerged, more ideas popped up like mushrooms after rain.
A suspicious point that was already quite strange suddenly caught his attention at this moment.
The bomber installed the bomb in the school before 12 o'clock, but according to surveillance, they left the school after noon, that is, after 13 o'clock.
Why did they stay at the scene for so long after installing the bomb before leaving?
In this hour, besides the bomb, did they do anything else in the school?
That mysterious murderer, his motive for killing...
"That's not something you can say."
The gray-haired young man's appearance just now emerged in his mind, and Mo Shiyu subconsciously stopped himself from joking. It was an instinctive, subconscious reaction.
It was as if I had been scared by myself before.
Jinpei Matsuda suddenly closed his eyes and stopped thinking about it.
***
After saying goodbye to Jinpei Matsuda, Shiran next to him had already chosen a child's white yukata embroidered with orchids.
Mo Shiyu stood up, picked out a similar black yukata for himself, and went to pay.
When Bai Lan was holding Mo Shiyu's hand and walking out of the kimono shop, Mo Shiyu thought the child was so cute holding the clothes.
With this little pervert's personality, he originally thought that Bai Lan had come to the kimono shop on purpose to do something bad, but he didn't expect that this kid was so quiet from beginning to end.
"Why do you have to buy a yukata?" Mo Shiyu asked with his head tilted.
"I wanted to see if there were any better ones." Bai Lan tilted her head, "But the clothes here don't look good."
Better? Mo Shiyu narrowed his eyes. What does that mean?
Soon, when he arrived at the shrine, his questions were answered.
"Guests, tonight's shrine event is very interesting. We recommend everyone to participate." The young lady in a shrine maiden costume at the door drew a fortune stick and then handed them something with a smile. "This gate is where the shikigami come and go."
"Shikigami?" Mo Shiyu took the thing from the young lady's hand and unfolded it.
This is a red haori.
From the collar to the wide sleeves, it was dyed a bright red like a rose. The waist belt was black, and the hem was embroidered with golden and black butterfly patterns, making it look gorgeous and majestic.
Haori is a traditional Japanese wide-sleeved outer garment, which is roughly a kimono worn outside the body. It is very long and can reach the knees.
It goes perfectly with a yukata.
Mo Shiyu held up the clothes and looked at Bai Lan, "So, you knew there was such an event tonight, so you went out to buy a yukata?"
Bai Lan said "Hmm~" generously and naturally, "After all, it needs to be matched with a haori."
The small basket next to the miko is divided into two camps: shikigami and humans. The shikigami's haori is more exaggerated in color, while the human ones seem more plain. Of course, there are also exaggerated ones among humans. It depends on what the guests want.
"If you don't like it, you can change to another style. These haori are given to everyone, and the price is included in the ticket price." The shrine maiden said enthusiastically.
Mo Shiyu looked at the tourists around him who were all dressed in weird clothes and shook his head indifferently, "Let's go with this."
"Tonight, there are hidden levels in every corner of the shrine. Visitors can participate on their own. The victor will receive a demon bead, and the human side will receive a spirit bead, which is actually a marble. The more demon beads you have, the more powerful the Shikigami will be. In the end, the result of the human-demon battle will be determined by the marble ranking."
After reading the simple rules on the sign at the door, Mo Shiyu put on a red haori.
Children should like this kind of activities very much.
…
After walking a few steps, he found that Bai Lan had not caught up with him, so he turned back.
"Bai Lan, what's wrong?"
The white-haired child stood there, looking at him without moving.
After peeking into that memory of his, he really always wanted to see what his mother looked like in red in real life.
But no matter how many times you think about it, it’s better to see it with your own eyes.
The lights were dim, the person in red clothes turned around, and his scattered gray hair hung down.
The light outlined the man's eyebrows, which were born with a fiery charm but also hated the coldness.
The red color sank into his snow-white flesh, as if the bright red color was born to grow on his body.
Compared to the Shikigami in the shrine, he is more like a monster in the mountains that sucks people's energy.
The scene before my eyes slowly overlapped with the figure in my memory.
However, compared to the lifeless shadow in my memory, the person in front of me was obviously more vivid and lively.
But if you ask Bai Lan which side he likes better, he can't tell you.
No, he should have had the answer long ago.
What he liked and was shocked by was not the living being in front of him, but the mother in his dream.
That mother who had no resistance, was completely in control, as sweet as rotten red fruit pulp, and was like a doll.
For a long time, Bai Lan felt only emptiness about the world, like a player who was out of place, unable to fit in, nor to escape.
But his mother brought him a sense of reality, and he was like the only colorful thing in this black and white world.
Bai Lan felt that it was perfectly normal for her to be attracted to him.
If he could hold his mother in his hands all the time, he would definitely always feel a sense of fulfillment and reality.
They live together, or they perish together.
What a wonderful ending.
So why did he make himself look so miserable?
Bai Lan could have acted recklessly. But now...
He felt like he was holding a medicine that could heal him, but he had to suppress himself.
He is doing something that goes against his nature.
That's really interesting.
…
Mo Shiyu walked over and squatted down to look at him. "What's wrong? Why aren't you moving?"
"Don't you know how to wear it?" He took the small haori from Bai Lan's hand, shook it open, and gently draped it over the child.
Bai Lan still chose the white haori.
Dressed in white, she looks like a lovely angel.
Bai Lan was obedient and let Mo Shiyu do whatever he wanted. He stretched out his hands, hugged Mo Shiyu's neck with a smile, and buried his face in his warm chest.
"Mom, I love you so much."
Mo Shiyu's response was to punch him on the head, "You still want your tongue, little bastard?"
***
Walking into the shrine, there are small stalls on both sides, some selling snacks and some selling toys. There are many people, and it is crowded.
Bai Lan, with a large bump visible on her head, pulled Mo Shiyu's sleeve and said excitedly, "Brother Shiyu, let's go catch the goldfish."
Mo Shiyu held his head and was pulled by Bai Lan to catch the goldfish.
Bai Lan's physical fitness was not outstanding, his reaction speed was only slightly faster than his peers, and coupled with his lack of skills, he failed to catch anything after fishing for a long time.
Mo Shiyu, who was watching from the side, got Bai Lan's consent, squatted down to help him, and caught five or six fish in a few strokes, earning the admiring gaze of the children.
The seller gave Bai Lan a marble and said, "Little monster, this is a reward."
Glittering marbles.
This activity should be fun for the children, Mo Shiyu thought.
However, Bai Lan was more interested in the goldfish, and the marbles were just casually placed in his pocket.
In the end, Bai Lan continued shopping with a bag of goldfish.
At first he held the goldfish like a treasure, but before even a minute had passed, he lost interest and threw it into the trash can like garbage.
"Hey." Mo Shiyu, having witnessed the child's tendency to get bored easily, stopped him. "You can't throw it in the trash can if you don't like it anymore. Put it in the fish pond and let it go."
"What's the difference?" Bai Lan tilted her head. "Even if these fish are released, they'll be eaten in a few days. They won't like this false freedom, right? They might as well die in the cage."
"..." Mo Shiyu, "Whether they survive or not is their business. Whether or not to release them is our responsibility."
"Okay, if that's what you want." Bai Lan didn't argue with Mo Shiyu anymore, but obediently released the fish.
He doesn't care about any life in the world at all. If it can make Mo Shiyu happy, he doesn't mind being a good boy.
Mo Shiyu didn't like him at all.
Bai Lan has always understood this.
He only tolerated him around for the sake of benefit.
But it doesn’t matter, as long as Bai Lan likes her mother.
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