Seeing Hashimoto Nana's dazed expression, the girl scanned the surrounding area vigilantly, then mysteriously approached and whispered.

“Because no one is taking this job, mainly because the sun has been so hot in Tokyo these days.

The other girls were afraid of the heat. But if I completed it, I would get a reward of 50,000 yen, so I accepted it."

"Fifty thousand yen?" Nana Hashimoto was immediately shocked.

"Yeah..." The girl saw the shock and eagerness to try in Hashimoto Nanami's eyes, and she hurriedly covered her mouth and laughed.

"Sounds very good, right? Nanamin, if you are interested, I will recommend you to the person in charge when you sign up. It won't be a big problem~~"

"Ah...thank you."

"It's okay, it's okay. Anyway, if nothing happens, the two of us will be colleagues from now on. We should take care of you."

Looking at the time again, Matsumura Sayuri slowly placed the "Fullmetal Alchemist" comic next to Hashimoto Nanami. The girl stood up and wiped her hands with a wet tissue bought from a convenience store.

"I'm going to work first, and then I'll take you to sign up when I'm done."

At the same time, she pointed to the comic, "Arnold, you can wait for me here and read this comic to pass the time...

Anyway, I'm nearby and I won't leave your sight."

"Hey, wait a minute."

Nana Hashimoto stood up in a panic, "Um, I mean, do you know the author of this comic?"

Probably thinking of that possibility, Nana Hashimoto's face showed nervousness.

"Do you know me? Emmmm..."

Sayuri Matsumura raised her fingertips to rest on her chin and tilted her head, "I think we know him, but I only found out about his identity by accident."

Having said this, the girl glanced at Hashimoto Nanami's expression and laughed.

"I said, Nanamin, do you want me to take you to meet this author?"

"Can...is it okay?"

To speak out what is on your mind requires strong strength, and this strength will also bring about huge changes to yourself.

From the moment she met Sayuri Matsumura to the time just now, Hashimoto Nana's thoughts were filled with wanting to meet that writer.

"Of course you can, but I advise you to be prepared~~"

In an instant, the fragrant wind filled my nostrils.

When he came back to his senses, he found that the other party was approaching him, with a pair of bright eyes staring at him.

Nana Hashimoto considers herself to be a person with a normal sexual orientation, but when faced with such a cute girl, almost being banged against the wall, her neck still inevitably shrinks back.

"Why?"

"Because, Taki-san is a super handsome guy.

Maybe at this time, our registration site is being attacked by a group of girls~~"

In the end, Sayuri Matsumura, who was already deeply immersed in his own nymphomaniac and unable to extricate himself, left holding his red cheeks.

Until she turned around, she was still saying, "You must perform well today and be praised by Taki-san...ah...although he has a girlfriend, Sayuri will not give up."

.......

"So, Nanamin, the girl you met from Osaka like me is currently in the stage of unrequited love?"

Some time later, Hashimoto Nana received a greeting text message from Nishino Nanase.

Speaking of which, the two exchanged contact information with each other after getting off the car and agreed to meet frequently.

But no one is the kind of person who would take the initiative to contact someone who is neither familiar nor unfamiliar.

However, once the topic is opened, the subsequent chat seems to go much smoother.

Probably, it's because one person has a cold face but is gentle in his heart, while the other person is weak on the surface and in great need of care.

"Probably, and she also said that she would take me to meet the author of "Fullmetal Alchemist", but she would have to wait until she has finished her work."

"Really? Can you also ask for an autograph for me?"

"Hey, what about this...Okay, I will try my best."

"Thank you."

Across the screen, one can seem to see the girl who is watching and feeding pigeons in a park in Tokyo, with a pure smile on her face.

Tokyo, Yoyogi Park.

Nishino Nanase put down his cell phone and once again focused his gaze two meters away.

There, there were several white pigeons walking around on the ground with their tiny feet.

Occasionally, it will peck the ground quickly with its beak like a foraging chicken.

With human eyesight, it is completely impossible to tell what is in the cracks on the ground.

But Nishino Nanase felt that there must be something there that could whet the appetite of pigeons, such as some kind of tiny insect.

"Mr. Pigeon, I..."

Opening his backpack and taking out the corn kernels he had prepared at his home in Osaka, Nishino Nanase bit his lips lightly, and after hesitating for a while, he stood up from the bench.

There was no one else staying nearby, and the silence, which was slightly incompatible with the hustle and bustle of the outside world, gave the girl great courage.

He squatted down, put his hands on his shoes, and moved his feet like a frog to carefully close the distance with the pigeon.

Several corn kernels are thrown in front of a white pigeon in the form of a parabola.

Coo coo coo...

Perhaps smelling the presence of food, the pigeon turned its head quickly.

First, he looked at Nishino Nanase, and then looked down at the ground.

Coo coo coo...

Coo coo coo...

It called several times in succession, and the position under the dove's mouth, if compared to that of a human throat, was like a balloon that sometimes expanded and sometimes contracted back.

"Eat...please..."

There was a look of prayer in the girl's eyes, and she timidly handed out more corn kernels.

Finally, after the pigeon ate the corn kernels that fell between the two gravels on the ground in the first lesson, Nishino Nanase felt an unprecedented sense of happiness.

"Can I see him again? Mr. Pigeon..."

Watching more and more pigeons walking around me, I feel very comfortable being surrounded by them.

There was a cooing sound in his ears. Nishino Nanase put his chin on his knees, immersed in happiness, as if he would doze off in an instant.

At this moment, she had a very brief dream.

In movie terms, it should be called a flashback. That clip seemed to only last for a moment.

But if it is made into a movie, you can sit in the cinema as an audience and stare at the big screen for two or three hours without going to the toilet without blinking.

The image that has been sealed in my memory is extremely clear and profound, but unfortunately, I can’t even vaguely remember the appearance of that most important person.

The sun shines through the leaves, casting yellow-green light.

After school, Nishino Nanase was carrying his schoolbag and walking alone on his way home from school.

The next day is a day off and also the birthday of my brother Nishino Taimori.

The location is a park in Tennoji Temple, probably because this is the only way I have to go home from school.

Unfortunately, it rained heavily in Osaka that day. Even if there were umbrellas, they would be of little use.

I ran into the park and met someone who looked like he was taking shelter from the rain in the central pavilion.

He leaned on a stone pillar engraved with strange characters, holding a copy of "The Complete Book of Six Laws" in his hand.
Chapter completed!