"I'll see you around. Someday, again, be sure."
Immersed in fine sleep, Sputnik thinks. Another dream that day?
The same dream. It is a reflection of the day when the Sister left.
How can you just dream the same dream?
"Hey! It's okay!?
"Yeah......?
Speaking up, shaking his shoulders, Sputnik woke up.
I can't get my head straight. Where am I? What am I doing now? I even remember drinking at the store, but then what happened...
Rub your eyes. What came into Sputnik's sumptuous vision was a brick-and-white path, a familiar door somewhere, and then a knee wrapped in a woman's slack. It's probably the owner of this knee who woke himself up.
"Ahhh... it's okay, you almost worried..."
Though I assume exactly the woman in the store and reach for the knee I saw - the perception was a mistake. It was at the tip of the special baton that my finger was poked at Sputnik's nose faster than it touched my knee.
"What are you going to do?
"... Temehe."
Like towing, police officer nuts voice. The feeling of exaltation cooled at once.
At the same time, recognize the location. Nothing, Sputnik was now falling asleep in the street in front of the jewelry store.
And I also remember what happened to me last night. I was drugged in a tavern. They held me up and threw me out of the store. Then he walked himself or someone carried him... I don't remember. If it's the latter, who will?
I laid my hand in my pocket while I lay down, took out my wallet and opened it, and the contents were changing from when I left the store last night. Quite a bit of money has disappeared from the inside, and instead, there is a single receipt that you won't be able to drop at the store expense.
Damn it. Not at all, nothing works.
Roll cursorily, lie down depressed and round your limbs.
"Hey, hey? How are you? Are you okay?
"Ugh... I'm just drunk... ghh"
Ignoring the care you call out to me as a guide, I stood up.
Even though that's just the act, the brain just rings a big bell wondering if this is still the case, and strange sweats are gushing out of my whole body. I endured that the contents of my stomach were about to reflux by biting my back teeth. It would be interesting if it was a gem for spitting it out, but in Sputnik's case, first of all, no.
The liquor wasn't meant to be so weak, but it must be because they served poor quality drugs, intense anesthesia. Try to drag your body one step ahead, repeating the rough breath. Think back to yesterday as you feel like a tremendous difficulty with the steps in front of you.
Whatever you decided to remember the ladies in the drinker, the mysterious words that bothered you more.
Temporarily employed, part-time.
"... what...?
That's what those women said. He told Sputnik Jewellery that he was asked to fall into Sputnik by "part-time temporary hire".
But Sputnik doesn't remember hiring anything like that, and he doesn't remember recruiting. Looks like we need to find out who the hell is cheating on something like that. Trying to get the key out of my pocket as I thought about it - I noticed.
In front of the door, stand down.
"What's going on?
"... 'Opening'"
I answered the query from behind, with a low voice.
For some reason, the door of the store is hung with a "store opening" bill that I don't remember hanging. Did you inadvertently leave him hanging yesterday? That's fine. The problem is if you didn't.
Put your hand on the dreaded entrance door and press…
- At that moment when the door moved without any resistance, Sputnik forgot his headache and nausea.
"Who!
The scream, along with the door, made a flashy noise because Sputnik left it open at his disposal. Forgetting to change the bills is still impossible, forgetting the locks!
Beyond the open door - there was a shadow.
In a quiet store, perhaps the security device is also off. The uninvited guests were also not upset by the appearance of the shopkeepers and police officers. The way it stands on the counter is as if it were the center of this world itself.
And the uninvited guests, when they get up from the chair slowly.
But I smiled at Sputnik and said hello.
"Hi my pretty brother. How are you?
"It's you -!"
It was the moment when all the answers were found.
I screamed aggressively, and at the same time a severe pain ran on my head. It is a symptom of hangover. He also revived his stomach's intense discomfort and broke his hips with agony.
Turn it into Sputnik's sister, crew lol jewellery chamber staff, manager of the Sputnik jewellery store. And Yuki, Krew Lol's adopted daughter, who this time invited Krew to the continental capital. And she sat at the counter of the Sputnik jewellery store, waving flirtatiously.
I repeatedly dreamed, the memory of that day. - Were you suing this?
When I squat, I say, "Oh, not at all...!" Someone's hand rubbed his back, along with a cursory voice. I can't see it, but I can see it, it's nuts.
"If you don't feel well, you're not a thug!... acquaintance?
"Nice to meet you, I'm Yuki, Sputnik's sister. My stupid brother always takes care of me."
Yuki took the liberty of answering Natsu's query. My stomach hurts in another way.
The two women who are incompatible with Sputnik should not take into account anything of any kind, Sputnik's heart certificate, etc. When Natsu took the police notebook out of his nose, he turned to Yuki.
"My name is Nat from the Liafiat branch of the police station. Sputnik...... 's, are you a sister?
"Thank you for your kind greeting. I am the Finetica branch of the Crewl Jewellery Chamber of Commerce and am responsible for the management of my affiliated members. Also, there's no blood connection when I say his sister... but I grew up like a sister and brother from a very young age."
"Really?
"Yes."
There is no lie in the capacity to speak. Whether the good guy's face is real or not is another story.
Natsu did not reveal his usual Sputnik predisposition to Yuki without wielding more affection than he needed. Just one more time, and I say, "Really?"
Returned the heel.
"Sister brother, you should stay out of the water, I'm sorry to bother you. - Take care of yourself."
"Oh, let's"
Answer me with half a reflex,
"No, wait."
"What?"
"Are you leaving?
"I'm going home."
Just think about it.
"Are you leaving?
"It's disgusting when you can hold me back."
My nut frown stopped by as much as I'd ever seen before.
For a long time I've wanted to look at my nut's face, etc., but not once since I met him. but more than that, I don't want to be alone with this woman (Yuki) in this store, my own nostalgia and home! But it's true that the nuts stay here for no reason - "Stay here," he said, bowing his head.
If so, the actions to be taken are determined.
Sputnik put his arms together with Hung.
"No. Just go home."
"I said I was leaving."
"Instead,"
"What?"
"Evening Patrol Regards"
".............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................
The look on his face as if he had witnessed a strange creature. Still, the words I returned were not light-hearted, but understanding, because of my sense of duty as a cop?
Scratching his cheeks, he said, "I'm going crazy," etc., and the nuts walked to the entrance door - hanging their hands on the door.
That's when I stopped for some reason and looked back at this one.
The gaze does not overlap. I don't seem to be looking at Sputnik, but was there something in the store that bothered me?
"What's up?
When asked, he opens his mouth like he said something,
"..., no"
Nothing, I answered and moved the door I gripped.
That's how the nuts went back to work and only Sputnik and Yuki were left in the store.