I just want to be a regular writer

If you look closely...

The man raised his head and looked at the insects flying in the air, frowning slightly.

The small bug that was parasitic on his right index finger didn't cause him any substantial harm—it didn't seem to be.

It's just that I may be a little slack in these two days, and I always feel untimely sleepy from time to time.

The man lowered his head and squeezed the bridge of his nose. After realizing that this could not be relieved, he pressed his temples again, and he was relieved.

----These little bugs...

It seems to be acting in accordance with his own consciousness.

But only one thing.

Men have been observing them very seriously these days-they are scattered all over Sendai City, looking for prey.

But not all bugs can find parasitic objects. Those bugs that have nowhere to go will always fly in groups in one direction at night.

Probably, on the way home, he still didn't forget to look for parasitic objects. These insects did not fly very high. Thanks to this, the man did not lose them.

Yesterday he had confirmed the residence of the double messenger.

His efficiency is not low, and he has conducted some investigations on the stand-in messenger named Hirose Sisi-he has obtained some useful information.

But even so, there is one thing that makes him very frustrated-

His "speed" is so slow that he can only find a temporary "companion" in the vast sea of ​​people or... simply waiting for an opportunity, without support.

Compared to the cat's agility, he...

'grass!'

The man cursed in his heart and walked faster.

He was a little impatient, and his legs were aching--he almost walked from the east to the west in Duwang Town.

Finally, he stopped in front of a dilapidated apartment building.

"This kind of place..."

The man looked at everything in disgust—there was a graveyard behind the apartment.

He still didn't understand, why did the stand-in messenger fall to this point?

The man doubted whether his decision was correct. He lowered his head and glanced at the bug on his index finger—whether it was correct or not, in fact he needed to contact the owner of the bug.

Even if there is no impact now, there is no guarantee that there will be no impact in the future.

——There is no double messenger's ability that is completely useless.

This is what his friends from afar told him. Although the credibility is doubtful, he would rather be trusted.

The man stayed there for a while, then raised his foot forward.

——One thing is very coincidental.

Chiba Yu also lives here.

But it didn't matter, he subconsciously touched his face-Chiba Yu did not know him.

The man stopped in front of the apartment with "Hirose" written on the number plate, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

He thought he was patient enough, but the other party made him wait for a long time.

If it weren't for a slight movement from a room with sufficiently poor sound insulation, he would even suspect that the owner was not at home.

The apartment door was finally opened--

Even if he knew everything about Hirose Sisi, the man couldn't help but feel a little disappointed and contemptuous.

-Useless!

He looked down at Hirose Sisi and thought.

"Who is she looking for?" Hirose Sisi did not miss the disdain in the man's eyes, and raised her eyebrows slightly to look at him.

The man settled, raised his hand and smiled and said, "I'm here for this." He shook his index finger to indicate that he was the "visible" type of person.

As he expected, Hirose Sisi showed a surprised look.

She pushed the wheelchair back a bit, but did not invite the man in the door: "So?"

"I hope you can take it off, it bothers me a lot."

"That's it..." Hirose Sisi smiled and shrugged, and reached out to the man: "Okay."

"......Ok?"

Hirose Sisi's reaction simply surpassed the man's expectations.

He was not in a hurry, but just smiled and said, "In addition, I have a little'small business' I hope Miss Hirose can listen to it."

what.

Hirose squinted and looked up at the man.

After a moment of silence, she pushed her wheelchair into the door: "Please come in."-Anyway, she seemed to be someone who couldn't drive away a few words.

Perhaps out of etiquette, she should pour a man a glass of water.

But unfortunately, she did not intend to receive men.

Hirose Sisi was sitting in a wheelchair with her hands folded on her knees and asked with a cold face, "I don't know what you mean by'small business'?"

"I heard that Miss Hirose has an older brother."

The man suddenly said, seeing Hirose Sisi showing a surprised look, he smiled and continued: "It seems that he hasn't appeared in front of Hirose and his friends for a long time. Is Hirose not curious why?"

"Why?" Hirose Sisi raised her eyebrows—this person...is there something wrong.

But it is also easy to understand.

Hirose chuckled lightly.

——No one knows how she gets along with Hirose Kan, the last time she met Chiba Yu was just a mistake.

She is already down and down, and doesn't need to be polished by more tragic family relationships-something like "sympathy", she has gained a lot in more than 20 years of life, probably enough for her to be 80 years old.