"Miss Taoye, this way."

Kono Momoba blocked the sunlight with her hands, and her eyes followed Kuroda Miki's figure.

She had promised Kuroda Miku earlier to accompany her to choose gifts. Miku was very efficient. The day after she met Gojo Satoru, she accompanied Miku from Tokyo and took the Shinkansen.

When the foot steps on this land again, there is almost a feeling of disappointment in Lianye Taoye, the blue sky, the flowing white clouds, and the clear sunlight sprinkled down, on the red floor tiles unique to this land, Plating with dazzling shadows.

Cozy, calm, crowded, bustling, and laughter on the streets, completely different from what I remembered.

This is Yokohama, where she was born.

"Peach Leaf, this is the place, this is the store in the magazine."

When Kono Momoba slowed down, Kuroda Miku had unknowingly walked in front of her, holding a magazine in her hand, and focused on finding the store she had chosen a long time ago. Peach Leaf kept beckoning.

Kono Momoha's eyes fell on Miku's bright smiling face, she pressed the memory of the past to the bottom of her mind, and quickened her pace to follow Miku's side.

Yokohama was where she was born, but she hasn't returned since leaving the city as a teenager.

In her memory, the sky in Yokohama is always gray, accompanied by unbearable hunger and biting cold, and the air is always filled with gunpowder and blood. Even now, she still dreams of life in the slums from time to time .

However, now there is no need to recall the past

She has no special feeling for this city for a long time. Although many things happened here, her memory has faded with time. She can't say she likes it, let alone hates it. It's just a complicated mood.

No matter whether the city brings her happiness or pain, Lianye Taoye is not a person who blindly indulges in the past. She will just keep moving forward. Even if she is crawling in the mud, she has crawled out of the city. The darkness And pain will never catch up to her.

When Miko Kuroda said that her destination was Yokohama, Kono Momoba was only slightly stunned.

However, after hearing Kuroda Miku say that the destination was Yokohama, she was still very worried, and put a stick in her bag. Now she looks at the calm city in front of her with mixed feelings.

Yokohama was completely different from what I remembered.

"That's it, it looks really good, I really want to send Aaron, or something like a hat and sunglasses is more appropriate!" Kuroda Miku walked to the store, looked inside, and then turned back to ask Kono Momoha's opinion, "Momoha Miss, do you see it?"

Kono Momoha looked at the magazine that was stuffed into her hands and opened it. Squinting in the sun to look carefully.

The page that Kuroda Mika opened was a vintage collection store, Kono Momoha only glanced at it twice, and then raised her head to look at Kuroda Miku, who was smiling.

Is Miku serious?

This looks like a blood-stained floral shirt, a runaway suit with big "benevolence and righteousness" written on the back, military boots, trousers chains, and sunglasses. This store sells all such things. The things that a good family woman and a family cook should wear on her body.

However, seeing Miku's face that she liked very much, Kono Momoha closed the magazine, and Wise didn't say anything.

She followed Kuroda Miku and entered this very rebellious punk vintage shop. There were very few people in the store, but the goods were densely packed. Kono Momoba followed Miku, quietly making a decoration, only when she asked herself When the time came, I just said two words in cooperation, "Okay." "Not bad." "It's quite appropriate."

Although she couldn't understand this kind of aesthetics at all, as long as the people who bought and gave gifts were satisfied.

But...it's too...too dark. Got it.

Kono Momoha watched silently at the hat that Kuroda Mikoh was sizing up in her hand.

Pure black, a top hat with a very textured look at first glance, with a thin silver chain hanging on it. Although it looks good, this kind of hat is generally only black. Do you dress like this?

Yes, just like the boy in front.

A long black coat draped over his shoulders, leather black gloves, a top hat, and a standard black man standing two steps away. The young man dressed in Taoism swept the eyes of Kono Momoba over the hat on his head, thinking to himself, the hat is indeed black. Road standard.

But now it's black. Dao, are you so young? Nian Ye Momoba looked at the boy who looked about 1.6 meters in front of him, and fell into doubt. Now, what professions are involved in such a degree? Are mafia recruiting child labor?

Moreover, this outfit seems not to be of low status. Noticing the several burly men waiting not far behind the boy, Lianye Taoye couldn't help but look at it and look at the boy's back again and again.

He never turned around and could only see the back in the black coat.

It's so similar, if it wasn't for the wrong age, she almost mistook the black-clothed boy for a person.

Zhongyuan Zhongye, her little friend who grew up with her since she was a child.

However, although the backs are very similar, the temperament is very different.

Zhongya likes to put his hands in his pockets when he walks, Zhongya has hated mafia since he was a child, and, most importantly, Zhongya was about the same height as this person ten years ago. A person can't maintain his youthful appearance after ten years.

Lianye Taoye thought, Zhongye drank so much milk when he was a child, and now he should be similar to Teacher Wujo, so the underworld brother in front of him will definitely not be Zhongya, so he didn't pay more attention.

Miku Kuroda quickly chose the gift, which was the hat. She was very satisfied. After paying the bill, the two left the vintage store.

As soon as they walked out of the store, the burly man who was waiting on the side said, "Central Plains cadre, that woman has been watching you just now."

"Huh?" The ochre-haired man who put down the hat in his hand turned his head, and the black coat draped over his shoulders threw a sassy arc with his movements. He glanced over at will, only to see a flash of light grass-colored long hair. .

He opened his eyes suddenly.

Zhongyuan Zhong also took two steps in three steps, strode out of the door, stayed where he was, stared blankly at the woman's back, her waist-length light grass-colored hair swayed slightly with the steps, she and the red-haired woman beside her. What he said, his attitude was casual and relaxed.

That's right, it's Sister Tao. Even if she hasn't seen each other for ten years, even if she has long hair and a dress, it's not the same as when she was a child, he can still recognize her at a glance.

It is love wild peach leaves.

Zhongyuan Zhong also felt his fingers wrapped in leather gloves tremble slightly.

It's his little sister.

She is alive, she is back.

The author has something to say:

Bamboo horses from the sky (crossed out) assist the maiden's family on the stage

Tao Ye and Zhong are also sisters and mothers' family relationship (bushi)

It is also called Tao Ye, Tao Tao Sister (ももね), which reads as momone, which is a super nasty way of reading mafia when someone hears it.

Zhongye: Within ten minutes, I want all the information about this woman (domineering)

Zhongyao: No matter what you become, I recognize it (confidence)

Taoye: Like Zhongya, but no, it's not like a person doesn't grow very tall after ten years, right? (affim)

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