anime fever

Seeing Ogata in a daze, Miwako Sato stretched out her hand and waved it in front of him strangely: "Why, is our police officer Ogata tired?"

When he came back to his senses, Ogata slowly replied: "I was thinking about something just now." In his sight, the young man in police uniform slowly disappeared. This is a kind of ability of ghosts, which can choose to avoid humans mobility ability.

Although he disappeared in front of his eyes, the slightly red eyes when he looked at Miwako Sato made Ogata feel that this man seemed to have a lot to say.

The emotions of ghosts are very sincere, and the energy that can support them to stay in the world is the firm belief they hold in their hearts. Obviously, because Miwako Sato is here, he is reluctant to leave.

"Go downstairs." Ogata shook his head and said slowly to Miwako Sato.

Miwako nodded, there was indeed nothing to stay on the second floor.

Looking at the figure of Sato Miwako walking down the stairs, Ogata sighed. As an ordinary person, he might not be aware of it for a lifetime, but there is someone who is guarding her even if he dies.

This is the eternal separation of yin and yang, which transcends the world view of science and numerology.

......

After helping the truck driver to carry the cardboard boxes and electrical appliances from Sato Miwako's house, Ogata wiped off the sweat from his forehead with his hands, and his back was already wet.

"Here." Miwako Sato handed the tissue in his pocket to Ogata, and cast a grateful look.

Ogata wiped his dusty hands with a paper towel, and said with a smile, "If I had known that I would exercise so much, I shouldn't have gone for a run. Helping people move seems to be the most calorie-consuming exercise."

"I'll treat you to dinner later." Miwako Sato smiled awkwardly and patted Ogata on the shoulder.

Ogata shook his head: "Get in the car first, the driver is still waiting for us."

"Hmm." Miwako Sato nodded, and the two sat in the co-pilot's seat of the truck.

Because the space in the car is very small, the co-pilot can barely accommodate two people sitting together in a crowded place. Ogata leans next to the driver, and Miwako Sato sits on the outermost side.

After getting in the car, neither of them took the initiative to speak, because the two of them clearly felt that because the seat was not spacious, they were almost body to body, butt to butt...

"Do you need me to string it to the side?" Ogata couldn't even raise his arms now, but Miwako Sato was a woman after all, and he had to take care of her in due course.

The reason why Miwako Sato remained silent was not because of the crowded seats, but because Ogata had exercised a lot just now and radiated heat all over her body. When she was attached to her body, there was an inexplicable tension and narrowness.

Even if she had a gun battle with desperadoes, even if she was driving a fast car, she would not feel nervous, but now, her palms were sweating, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

"No, I'll be there soon." Hearing Ogata's concerned voice, Miwako Sato replied with a smile, pretending to be the same as usual.

Ogata glanced at her, but still moved his body as much as possible, not to sit next to her.If you take advantage of some, you won't get anything, but you will lose your favor.

The car was driving fast, the driver and Ogata chatted every sentence, Miwako Sato looked at the scenery outside the car window.

When he arrived at Sato's new home, Ogata couldn't help but admire that Miwako was so rich that she actually bought a house in a recently hotly speculated real estate in the city center. It was a standard three-bedroom and one-living room on the eleventh floor.

Miwako Sato's mother has been waiting for her. Since her father died in the line of duty, they have lived together as mother and daughter.

"This is?" Sato's mother is a middle-aged woman who looks easy to get along with. Although there are wrinkles on her cheeks that cannot be concealed, she reveals her youthful demeanor.

Miwako Sato smiled and introduced Ogata, who was standing aside, dressed casually today, and looked a little embarrassed due to sweat.

"Mom, this is my colleague, the forensic doctor I mentioned to you before."

Hearing Miwako's introduction, her mother was taken aback and said, "Young man's name is Ogata?"

"Well, my name is Ogata, auntie." Ogata nodded politely.

Sato's mother looked at him carefully, and said politely: "Thank you for taking care of Miwako all this time, you have worked hard today. Let Miwako treat you to dinner later."

"You're being polite." Ogata replied.Etiquette in Japan is somewhat complicated, especially for elders.

Under Ogata's astonished gaze, her mother smiled apologetically, and then pulled Sato aside, as if discussing something secretly.

The fault is that Ogata has a keen sense of smell, but not very good hearing.I just barely heard the sentence "Sure enough, my daughter has the same taste as me and likes the police." Then Miwako Sato seemed to blame her mother for a few words.

Although he heard some generalizations, Ogata thought that he should pretend that he didn't know anything at this time.

Next, the driver helped get the things to the elevator entrance, and Ogata started his coolie career again. Fortunately, he is not an expensive young master, and his body is still strong.

After getting all the big and small pieces to Miwako Sato's new home, Ogata could finally lie on the sofa and let out a big breath.

Miwako Sato pursed her lips and smiled, which was caught by Ogata, and said angrily, "You're still laughing!"

"Take a break, I'll treat you to a good meal." Miwako Sato continued to smile.

Ogata joked: "Such a rich police officer Sato, of course he will be slaughtered."

Her mother, while cleaning the house, observed the two with a smile.

......

Miwako Sato drove and took Ogata to the city center, a sushi restaurant near Mihua Square, which is said to be a high-end consumer place with a high cost.

"Bring me sushi?" Ogata asked Sato who had just locked the door after getting out of the car.

Sato was in a good mood, changed into a blue casual outfit, and said, "I've wanted to come to this restaurant for a long time. You worked so hard today, let's try it." As she spoke, she grabbed Ogata's wrist and pulled He walked over obstinately.

Originally, Ogata wanted to find an excuse to go to a cheaper place, but seeing Sato pulling him so forcefully, he swallowed his words.

Under the guidance of the waiter, I found a place by the window where I could enjoy the scenery.

"Casual, I just came back to Japan not long ago, so I don't know much about these things." Ogata pushed the menu to Sato who was sitting opposite.

Sato didn't know that Ogata was actually not interested in Japanese food, because he lived in the United States the rest of the time except that he was essentially a Chinese who came from time to time.So whether it is sushi or sashimi, it is not very appetizing.

"Okay." Sato took the menu and ordered a few dishes that sounded familiar to Ogata.

Ogata and Miwako Sato listened to the soft music playing in the restaurant, and the two began to chat about topics.

"You actually gave up studying medicine and chose such a partial forensic major." Sato felt a little strange, and looked at Ogata who was smiling slightly in surprise.

"Everyone will feel strange about this matter, but I think it is all about saving people, and it has nothing to do with sidelines or future. As long as you work hard and study hard, and fall in love with this profession itself, it is meaningful." Ogata returned After Japan, many people can't figure this out.

But such a choice is quite normal after the 21st century.The status of forensic medicine has risen significantly, even surpassing the popularity of surgeons and surgeons today.

Sato looked into Ogata's eyes seriously: "You are different from others."

"Is it because I'm a forensic doctor?"

Shaking her head slightly, Miwako Sato said, "You are very confident. I believe that you will become a forensic doctor with great achievements throughout Japan."

"Are you praising me for my charisma?" Ogata scratched his head and said jokingly.

Sato looked at Ogata with contempt: "I'm talking about you, you really are an American-educated brat!"

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