I am in Dongying mixed society

Or, little sister, your smell is just because you are playing performance art?"

The wandering girl here, like a celestial sweet and salty party, is seriously thinking about whether tofu is better to eat sweet or salty. The two boxes of instant noodles in this hand are better for black round noodles or oily tofu. Good moment!

A voice in Japanese that was almost unintelligible after copying a mouthful of plastic suddenly inserted from the side at this moment.

I interrupted the girl's thoughts, like a battle between heaven and man, who was hesitating which flavor of instant noodles to eat tonight.

At the same time, the girl at this time, under the instinctive reaction of the human body after discovering a strange creature approaching, subconsciously turned her head.

He glanced at the Middle Eastern man who was opening the glass door of the refrigerator next to the instant noodles and was about to take out two bottles of coffee from the refrigerator.

Then, as if he hadn't heard the other person talking to her just now, he turned his head and picked it up with the oily tofu instant noodles. The box of Heilun instant noodles was put back on the shelf.

Just like that, she still took her unlovable appearance, turned around, and walked towards the cash register.

"What an unlovable little sister~ It's still interesting for Hitomi and that Japanese girl who talks a lot and is worthless~"

Looking at the other party's behavior, the middle-east boy who had bought something and had a chat with the homeless girl also had to shrug his shoulders slightly uninterestingly.

Then he took two cans of drinks from the freezer shelf of the convenience store, and then walked in the direction of the cash register of the 711 convenience store along the tracks of the street girl who had just ignored her.

After paying the money, the little brother from the Middle East didn't stay too much. He directly crossed the road in a way that children can't learn. He walked across the road to this 711 convenience store, waiting for his comrades to walk quickly. Away.

At this time, the girl who had just poured the instant noodles into her convenience bag with hot water, held her cup of noodles, and once again came to the cashier of the supermarket where she had just paid.

"Today...Are there empty bottles and cans in the garbage in the convenience store...I want to take away..."

Looking at the female cashier who was holding her nose and looking at her with disgust, standing behind the cash register, the street girl asked.

When faced with her question, she grabbed the cheap perfume bottle in her hand, and the female cashier who looked at her like a fly answered yes.

"Go to the trash can outside by yourself~ How do I know."

"The staff at the supermarket...isn't they responsible for cleaning up the garbage in the store?"

"It's not time to clean up the rubbish, right? By the way, do you still have to get some rebate every time you come to me to buy instant noodles in the past two days?

This is the first time I have encountered a customer like you in this convenience store for four or five years."

"I see... the trash can outside, right..."

With that, the vagrant girl walked outside the store under the disgusting gaze of the cashier.

It's just that at the moment she turned and walked out of the shop, she was walking away, but at the moment when she turned her head and left, she inadvertently glanced at this person who has been rushing like a plague since she entered the shop. The name badge of the female cashier she left.

[Housshi Sakai... weird name...]

The girl left, carrying her shopping bag with a box of hot instant noodles...

However, she just walked out of the 711 convenience store and walked towards the trash can that was placed in front of the convenience store for the convenience store guests to throw away trash, and was about to drill into the trash can. this moment!

On the other side of the road, a white and petite figure that is difficult to pay attention to, suddenly attracted her attention, who was about to dig into the trash can to find recyclable garbage that could be sold.

"...The kid?"

The dirty girl was stunned. In most cases in Japan, it was not spacious, only in front of the two-lane city road.

She looked at the white and petite, petite and noble figure opposite.

That was her savior. A few days ago, she used a box of instant noodles and a piece of expensive clothing to save her benefactor who almost died of freezing or starvation under a flyover in Shibuya.

Japan’s second largest mafia gang, the current head of the [Hoshino Group], dominating 14,000 official members of the underworld in Japan and tens of thousands of informal members!

A young underworld girl who was only seven years old but was served, feared, and admired by countless social elements like stars holding the moon.

One, a seven-year-old girl who accepted her for the first time as a gift from someone almost no one would like to approach.

She looked at her and unconsciously took a step in her direction across the road.

And it was precisely because of her staring gaze, and it was precisely because of her step that also attracted the attention of the opposite white girl who was almost one of the top existences in Japanese society.

She also looked at her, and she stretched out her little white hand to her, and made a halt to her!

"...Ah...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The girl was stunned, she tilted her head, she didn't understand why the other party stopped her who wanted to approach.

Do you think she is dirty?Do you think she smells like this?still is...

The girl's gaze moved to the two foreign men on the opposite side of the road, following the movement of the little white hand that stopped her on the other side.

She had just met one of them, the Middle Eastern man who spoke to her in the supermarket just now.

The other man had dazzling blond hair, his hands in his jacket pockets, his right pocket bulged high.

While he was talking to his companion who was talking to her homeless person in the supermarket before, the body that swayed slightly unconsciously following the conversation with his companion, but unconsciously turned towards her. She turned her back on the side of the road.

The wandering girl noticed that his hand in the right pocket of his jacket seemed to be holding something.

"That's... a gun?"

"What's wrong with Cohen?"

Looking at myself, a friend who is not very good at dealing with me in terms of personality, but because he has the same hobbies and has a closer relationship with him in the mercenary group of six, after he has been kidnapped to Hitomi Hoshino about the next thing. Cohen is discussing the topic of the course of action.

While talking to himself, he suddenly turned his head and looked vigilantly at the entrance of the 711 convenience store across the road.

Talking to him about the follow-up work on the kidnapping of Hitomi Hoshino, and talking vigorously, Alash couldn’t help but feel a little curious when he suddenly stopped talking with himself, frowned and turned back. 'S opening asked him.

In the face of Alash’s inquiry, Cohen, whose brows were almost frowning with stretch marks, looked at the empty convenience store door behind him, but in the next second, he returned to his golden gold with a strange expression on his face. Head.

"Strange...I always felt as if someone was staring at me behind my back..." Cohen said suspiciously.

And facing Cohen's words, Alash holding a can of a drink with the words'Strawberry 100%' written on it.

Unable to follow his words, he also turned his head and glanced at the door of the 711 convenience store that he had just walked out just now.

"Hey~ all the fuss, I think you are because we just escaped from the pursuit of the Hoshino team, the tension has not completely eased, right?"

"No, Arash, just now I really felt that someone was standing across the road and staring behind me...

By the way, when you entered the convenience store just now, did you see any suspicious guys in the convenience store?"

"Suspicious guy?"

In the face of Cohen's full of careful and cautious inquiries, Alash, who had been careless before, was taken aback.

"There is no suspicious person? There is just a normal-looking cashier in the store, and a little beggar with a smelly whole body who is holding instant noodles.