Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

[Serving female high school student, poor Takahashi, special fast food]

[Because they are active students, orders are not accepted during the day, so service is only available at night]

Takahashi's poor mobile phone number was specially written in bold and enlarged on the flyer, and his slightly smiling face seemed to say, "Please call the phone number below."

Not only this telephone pole, but also the mailboxes and walls next to it, smiling faces are posted on the bright side and corners of the small town.

"It's too much, it's too much." She clutched her schoolbag, fully understanding why so many people called her last night.

One by one, one by one, Takahashi tore off the leaflets that were attached to the wall, and then stuffed them into her schoolbag. When she passed the convenience store, she hunched over, afraid that the store manager would find out what she was doing. .

She doesn't want to complain about what happened to her with the people around her, just like in the office today, complaining is useless and will make people close to her worry.

A small school bag filled with shoes and books, and then stuffed into a leaflet, quickly became bulging and looked like a big watermelon.

"You posted all these yourself?"

Several high school students passed by Takahashi who was tearing up the flyers. Of course, they knew that Takahashi was tearing up the flyers, but this did not prevent them from using a curious mind to distort Takahashi's pitiful behavior.

What people like is the twisted version that comes from adding oil and vinegar, and the usual story that doesn't talk about it is not what they want.

"It's so pitiful, how about we help you stick together?"

"Hey, don't go, free labor, don't ask you to receive benefits."

"Jingle Bell!"

Small-town cops rode their bicycles, ringing the bell, and descending from the top of the slope.

Seeing a policeman riding a small bicycle across the road, a few boys snorted and showed displeased expressions.

"It's a mute, so boring."

"..."

It wasn't until the students and the police left that Takahashi continued to tear down the flyers on the street. She didn't know who put them up, let alone how many. She didn't even have a night job at a convenience store. Hours are spent tearing up flyers, around convenience stores, around home.

Sitting in the classroom the next day, Takahashi's body was still trembling. After she got home last night, she didn't even sleep well. Any disturbance would make her fragile nerves explode.

Before five o'clock in the morning, she went out early and continued to clean up the leaflets. Others may have posted them casually for an hour, but Takahashi had to spend several days to find them one by one. As long as a flyer is discovered by my father, my life is over.

Coming down early one night, Takahashi's thin body was shivering from the cold, and cold air came out of his fingertips.

"It's so cold."

Sitting on the seat, Takahashi curled up pitifully. She carefully found the paper feathers from the schoolbag, and there seemed to be a weak warm air coming out of it.

Takahashi's pitiful appearance made several girls cover their mouths and chuckle. It was she who made the flyers and posted them in the small town.

Anyway, for them, this kind of thing has no cost, and they just posted casually for a while at night, Takahashi will be tortured like this, and when Takahashi stops, they will post again.

"Too relieved."

"What is she holding in her hand?"

"A piece of paper that looks strange."

Holding the paper feather in his hand, a happy smile appeared on Takahashi's poor face.

I didn't go to the convenience store last night, and I couldn't stop going tonight, so I hurried to the convenience store. I didn't see any new flyers along the way. Poor Takahashi breathed a sigh of relief.

"dad."

I came home in a sullen mood. Tonight, my father still didn't go out to drive. He didn't work for two days in a row, which was a bit out of my father's character.

But it’s good to have more rest. Takahashi has persuaded his father to rest many times before, but he, the King Kong man who does not fall, refuses to let himself rest.

It was not until after reviewing all the courses in the past few days that Takahashi sat down on the bed and looked at his phone.

She likes to log on to "trashcan sites" recently. On the message boards of these sites, people constantly write down their depression and pessimistic expectations for the future. Only in these strong negative emotions can Takahashi stabilize. A pessimistic remark, she would always nod her head with empathy. After the announcement of the supernatural event, the atmosphere of despair shrouded everyone from reality to the Internet, and some islanders who already had a grief plot would almost become a negative body of walking. .

He closed his eyes and fell asleep, but Takahashi was awakened by a burst of thirst.

"So thirsty."

Without turning on the lights, Takahashi groped for the layout of the house and headed towards the water dispenser in the living room, but just as he reached the living room, Takahashi stood stiffly in place, staring wide-eyed at the light in the living room.

An unsightly picture was playing on the TV, so he didn't let go of the sound in order not to wake himself up, while Dad was sitting on the sofa...

When he heard the sound behind him, the Chinese character who was not afraid of hard work turned his head in horror.

"Ah, listen to me..." Mu Ne's father hurriedly put up his trousers, his dark face and the night became one, but when he embarrassed himself in front of his daughter, his face was paler than paper at this time.

"Bang dang." Takahashi pitifully ran back to the room and closed the door, rubbing his brows trying to forget the unbearable scene just now.

Takahashi understood his father's loneliness after his mother left. In order to bring him up, his father never chose to remarry. In this case, it is understandable for a man to go in and out of a custom shop.

But it was embarrassing to be smashed by myself.

Outside the door, my father, who is tougher than King Kong, burst into tears~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The island country is also a country that values ​​sons over women since ancient times. In the society of the last century, there was a period of more men than women. Over time, many men who could not find a female room in the local area would "import" the South Zaoyang, women from WW Province. After Lucia's disintegration, the imported brides in the northern region were still mainly Slavic women.

Takahashi's mother was in such a big situation. On the one hand, she fled from Nanzaoyang to the island country. He gave birth to himself more than ten years after his marriage. In fact, Takahashi knew that he had a brother before, but he died less than a year after birth.

Not every person who was abducted and trafficked could accept life with peace of mind, and could also taste the taste of misfortune. Before giving birth to herself, her mother had become an abnormal mental patient.

She didn't know who to blame. Should she blame the traffickers who abducted and sold her mother here, or should she blame her father? She just tried to understand.

But she really didn't know how to understand this bizarre world...

"Life is really... terrible.".