Chapter 213 Naomi Mizaki

Author: Youdaoyan

Chapter 213 Naomi Mizaki

"Naomi, it's been a long time since school ended. Why don't you go back?" After delivering all the materials collected by the teacher today to the office, the monitor of Class B of the first year returned to the classroom, rubbing his sore arms, and finally ended his day as monitor.

At work, he just wanted to go home and eat the curry made by his mother, but when he returned to class, he found a female classmate in the class sitting there with an ugly look on her face, staring at the table motionless, and couldn't help but remind her.

road.

"...Oh, it's already that time, I, I'm leaving now." The female classmate was shocked, and then she came back to her senses in a panic, as if she had woken up from a nightmare, and suddenly she broke out in a cold sweat.

He hurriedly picked up his schoolbag hanging on the hook next to the table, stood up hesitantly and prepared to leave.

"Naomi, are you really okay?" Seeing the appearance of the female classmate, the monitor couldn't help but walked closer with some worry.

As the class monitor, he pays close attention to the daily performance of his classmates. Naomi Mitsaki was out of state all day today and was distracted.

"I'm fine. Thank you, Kudo-kun. I'll go back first." The other party didn't give the monitor a chance to get close, picked up his schoolbag and left the classroom.

Seeing this scene, the class monitor stood there with his arms folded, with a puzzled look on his face. He then glanced at the table next to Naomi Mitsaki's left and murmured: "Is it because Kurosawa didn't come to school today, which made her feel uneasy?"

Is that so? That’s right. The two of us have a very good relationship and have always been inseparable..."

Naomi Mitsaki ran down the stairs until she hurriedly ran a hundred meters outside the school gate and was almost hit by a speeding truck. She suddenly stopped. The strong feeling of being so close to death gradually dissipated the tension in her brain and body.

Numbness, and the severe heart and lung pain caused by running too hard finally forced her to reveal her true feelings, her rationality collapsed, she squatted on the spot and cried loudly.

"It was very dangerous just now, little girl." He Jia'an had just arrived in time and grabbed Mizaki Naomi who was almost hit by a car. At this moment, looking at the female high school student crying in front of him, he was a little embarrassed and at a loss.

I wanted to say some harsh words, but suddenly they disappeared.

Naomi Mizaki cried for a long time, and He Jiaan stood aside in embarrassment for a long time. Fortunately, there were no pedestrians nearby, and he was not arrested by law enforcement.

"Thank you." Naomi Mizaki raised her red and swollen eyes and thanked He Jia'an. Her whole face and arms were wet with tears.

He Jia'an was a little silent, silently put his hand into his pocket, took out a tissue from the hotel and gave it to the other party: "Wipe it."

Naomi Miizaki thanked her again and wiped her face clean, but then she realized that there was not enough paper and looked at He Jiaan silently.

He Jia'an understood what the other party meant, squinted his eyes and said seriously: "Sorry, this is the one."

Mitsaki Naomi was speechless, took out her handkerchief from the pocket of her skirt and wiped her face.

Perhaps because her emotions were finally vented, Naomi Mizaki slowly recovered some thinking ability. She looked at He Jia'an's dress and felt that it looked familiar. Then she stared at He Jia'an's face for a long time before she finally saw some clues, and pointed at He Jia'an's face.

Surprised: "Are you... the uncle from the convenience store yesterday!? Why do you have long hair?"

"...wig...and if you can, don't call me uncle."

"Then what should I call you?"

"Call me He Jia'an."

"Uncle, is he from China?" Naomi Miizaki heard the pronunciation of this name and immediately guessed He Jiaan's hometown.

He Jia'an nodded and lied: "I'm here for a trip."

"Then let me call you Mr. He?" Naomi Mitsaki thought for a while and asked tentatively.

He Jia'an nodded in acquiescence, then put on a serious look and said again: "It was really thrilling just now. How are you now? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

"I'm fine." Naomi Mitsaki was still frightened and forced a smile, "Thank you very much. My name is Naomi Mitsaki. Just call me Naomi."

"Why don't you see that female classmate who was with you yesterday?" He Jia'an asked knowingly, and the bad uncle stabbed his heart.

Sure enough, Naomi Mitsaki suddenly pursed her lips, looking like she was about to cry again at any time. She suppressed her sadness, lowered her head, and wanted to speak, but the first sound she made almost lost her defense of tears, and her whole throat was sore.

, feverish, as if sadness is about to burst out.

He Jia'an felt that it was almost done, and simply said: "Sorry, actually... When I was walking this morning, I heard the news that a freshman girl from Ruyue High School committed suicide. Out of curiosity, I went over to take a look, and found out that she died yesterday.

The friend you were with."

Naomi Mizaki collapsed again, sitting on the ground in fear, covering her face and crying, while jumping to tell the truth: "It's all...Mimiko's phone call...It's all Mimiko's phone call...Kana

He just died!"

"Mimeiko?" He Jia'an blinked and silently recorded the name. Could it be that the urban legend is true?

So the weird woman mentioned in the urban legend is called Mimiko?

He Jiaan saw that the sky was getting dark again, so he said to the crying Naomi Mizaki: "Naomi, the sun is going down now. I'll take you home. It's not safe to be here all the time." After all, this is still a road, so as much as possible.

Don't linger.

Unexpectedly, Mitsaki Naomi shook her head and refused, saying in a panic: "I don't want to go home... I'll be alone when I get home, I'm scared."

Are today's female high school students so unsuspecting? He Jia'an was speechless when he heard the other party tell such a strange uncle his situation directly and without reservation.

Of course, He Jia'an could also see that this timid little girl was probably really scared, so much so that she wanted to seek medical treatment in a hurry, as if anyone around her could ask for help.

"Then... let's go eat. I happen to be hungry too." He Jia'an thought for a while and suggested. He patted his empty stomach, then suddenly thought of something, and added, "By the way, you

Treat me as a favor to repay my life-saving kindness just now."

The female high school student sniffed and looked at He Jia'an in shock, but when she saw that He Jia'an, who had disguised her face as an iron wall, was gradually losing her expression, she couldn't help but laugh at the other person's red ears.

"Okay." He Jia'an scratched his face.

"Okay." Naomi Mitsaki agreed immediately, and then took such a handsome man who was traveling for four years to eat a hamburger and fried chicken at KM at a nearby station.

He Jia'an feasted on the food, eating a little wildly, like a starving ghost reincarnated, eating a hamburger half as big as his face in three bites.

He Jia'an started eating because when Naomi Mizaki paid, he found that the other party paid directly by swiping his card, which seemed to be his own card. Within seconds after swiping, he received a SMS notification of deduction, showing that the balance was as high as

Five-digit world currency.

Seeing that He Jiaan was eating happily, Naomi Mizaki couldn't help but feel better. The corners of her mouth unconsciously raised, "How is it? Are you satisfied with this meal?"

"Great choice. If you want to treat me to Western food, I'm afraid I won't be happy enough." He Jia'an praised, "Thank you for the hospitality."

"You're welcome." Naomi Mizaki, who felt a little more relaxed, then began to look at He Jia'an up and down. She found that the clothes on the other person's clothes didn't actually fit him. From head to toe, he didn't actually look like a tourist, but rather like a tourist.

…

Naomi Mitsaki ate her hamburger elegantly and silently, while He Jiaanhu ate the hamburger.

Suddenly, Mitsaki Naomi said to He Jiaan without hesitation: "Uncle doesn't have a place to live, do you want to live at my house?"

"Ang?" He Jia'an almost spit out the coke he drank in his throat.

The writing style will follow the theme and background of each volume of the story. This time the stage is Japanese, so it has the style of a Japanese novel. The names of the characters in this chapter are part of a tribute. If you have watched some Japanese horror animation films and television works, how many should they be?

You can see some clues (laughs).
Chapter completed!