This thing about me becoming a girl

Holding a broken umbrella and carrying a bag, this homeless man walked slowly towards his home.

But it is said to be a home, but in fact it is just a tent that can barely shelter from the wind and rain.

It was still raining, and the homeless man felt a little thirsty. He just wanted to remove the umbrella, but he remembered that it would be very uncomfortable to get his clothes wet, and after returning to the tent, the tent was already so big. It's cold enough to stop bringing in excess moisture.

So, he just craned his neck and poked his head out of the umbrella, drinking the rainwater, in a funny pose.

But after a while, he realized that this method of quenching his thirst was not effective. After all, only a small amount of rainwater could fall into his mouth. It would take too long to completely quench his thirst, and it was too troublesome.

So in the end, he took a can out of the bag and put it on the lower brick wall beside him, waiting for the rain to fill the can.

I don't know how long it took before the homeless man continued walking with a can filled with rainwater.

He just walked towards his home step by step, slowly, and his back was a little weak.

At this time, he would not know what kind of guest was waiting for him in his home.

492. The Price You Are Interested In

The sky was raining continuously, thunder was rumbling, and lightning flashed occasionally. A scene of natural disaster and doomsday swept across the entire city.

The homeless man was walking on the road, and when he found a soda can on the side of the road from time to time, he picked it up with the clip on his hand and put it in the bag he was carrying.

Everything is so cold, whether it is his actions, or the weather, or the most intuitive temperature at this time, they are all equally cold and lifeless.

At this time, a small truck passed by, and the rustling sound of tires spinning and crushing on the water surface came from far to near, and when it was about to pass by the homeless man, for some reason, the small truck slowed down, Perhaps he was also worried that the water splashed by the driving would splash on this homeless man whose clothes were not supposed to keep him warm.

And this, perhaps, is the only warmth that homeless men have come into contact with in such a cold rainy day.

But this kind of warmth is only temporary after all. After all, soon, the pickup truck drove away on the rainy road, leaving only the homeless man standing back and watching it leave for a long time.

It wasn't until the van completely disappeared under the rain curtain that the homeless man looked away, and continued to walk with a dilapidated transparent umbrella that looked like it had been abandoned by someone.

The homeless male is described as unkempt, and there is nothing wrong with it. His hair has been knotted, and it has a gray rusty texture. At first glance, it can be seen that it has not been taken care of for a long time. The length of the shoulders also proves that it has been a long time It hasn't been cut, just like this, it is slightly condensed, hanging on the forehead, almost completely covering the face, leaving only a pair of black and bright eyes, which appear faintly under the hair with the pace of his walking.

The clothes are also very worn out, like the oilcloth clothes worn by the forest hunters in the west a century ago, with an oily luster, enough to cover the body, but absolutely not effective in keeping warm from the cold.

No matter how you look at it, this man is in line with what most people think of as a homeless bum, sloppy enough, stinky enough to look at, and pitiful enough.

However, there are very few homeless people like him in Japan. It’s not that the whole people have entered a well-off life. There are many poor families in Japan. , then you can also receive government relief money every month.

Although following the Japanese government's deliberate propaganda, most people feel that receiving relief money is a matter of losing their self-esteem, but anyway, even at the last step, there is such a life-saving straw.

Then, Japan is already a large country producing cans, so picking up cans on the side of the road and selling them for money, although it is not enough to eat and drink, but it is definitely enough to barely survive.

So it’s not entirely true that Japanese homeless people never beg, because they have dignity, but they don’t have to beg.

And such a down-and-out man in front of me is actually more like a black household than a homeless man, like a fugitive or something, maybe he is not recognized by the law, in short, he has no legal identity, or cannot express his identity, so He couldn't even receive the relief money, and he had to hide and flee here and there, so he could only live in such a desperation.

As for what kind of man this man is, it has not yet been confirmed.

In short, he walked like this, even if his back was not bent or hunchbacked, there was still an unspeakable embarrassment and abjection hidden.

Today's harvest is not bad, at least the homeless man's green leather pocket with the cans is almost full.

That's right, because the planning and development zone is relatively deserted, it often attracts many unscrupulous teenagers riding motorcycles to gather here, chasing the so-called "speed" on the road with few people.

And since they are all delinquent teenagers, they naturally don't like to follow any rules. They always like to break the rules to show that they are different from the numb public, so throwing away drunk cans anywhere is a trivial matter. .

Especially in those relatively deserted places, the cans on the ground are always not cleaned, but this may be considered a trivial matter for the homeless scavengers. After all, there is no need to dig through the trash can. Although I am used to it, This kind of thing can be avoided, and of course it is better to avoid it.

The same is true for the planned development zone near here. The deserted area allows many unscrupulous teenagers to spend their youth wantonly here, leaving unique and unforgettable memories with like-minded friends.

I don’t know how many people like this have been welcomed here, batch after batch, always with different faces. After all, there are always people who are bad and return to life, and there are always people who become bad. Use your own understanding to enjoy youth.

But after all, it's all short-lived. Most young people will eventually retire unhealthy and gradually become a member of the numb public that they once hated.

Just like Shuji Ito, the "Speed ​​Demon" who was once famous in the entire Tokyo gangster circle, it is said that more than half a year ago, he also returned to his hometown on Shikoku Island, boarded an ocean-going fishing boat, and became a sailor.

I don't know what he was thinking about when he was in pursuit of speed, on the ocean-going fishing boat where the passage of time and speed seemed extremely slow.

The era will usher in batch after batch of people, after all, there is still no era that belongs to only one person.

The present that you are ordinary may also be the past that the predecessors have recalled for a lifetime.

The homeless man also walked to a bus platform at this time, and after thinking for a while, he sat on a chair in the platform.

Because of planning and development, there will naturally be no bus lines leading here, so this platform has actually been idle for a long time.

At least the advertisements posted on the bulletin boards are all from a few years ago.

At the platform, a homeless man was sitting on the seat. Apart from him, there was no one else. After all, no matter how long you wait here, you won't wait for the bus.

He put away the umbrella and put it aside, took out the can that had been filled with rainwater before, put it on his mouth and licked it, looking at the rain scene outside, the face under the hair seemed a little lonely.

I don't know if he is also recalling the past that he couldn't get.

The bus stop on a rainy day has a narrow space, and there are very few things that can be loaded. Perhaps even one person's fantasy can only be half filled.

Time passed slowly, but the rain did not show the slightest tendency to become smaller.

The homeless man stood up slowly, shook the folded umbrella, opened it, and walked towards his home.

Today is considered a bumper harvest, at least the green leather pocket is full of soda cans.

He walked in the rain, and after nearly half an hour, a short bridge that had long been closed to traffic and was waiting to be rebuilt appeared in his field of vision.

He looked at the bridge, and at the bottom of the bridge hole, and stopped for a long, long time, not knowing what he was thinking.

In the end, he took a step forward and returned to the so-called home.

It is said to be a home, but in fact it is just a small tent under the wall. It can barely keep out the rain, but it is difficult to cover the wind. The fragile tent feels a little windy and will not be blown apart. generally.

This is the home of the homeless man, and it is only a few minutes' walk from the bridge.

The homeless man walked into the space below the wall, closed the umbrella, and then put the green leather bag next to the tent, and then prepared to enter the tent.

But at this moment, he realized that the zipper of the tent was not closed.

Did you forget to pull strict when you left?

It should be like this, the homeless man thought so, as for the possibility of being stolen or something, he never thought about it.

Is there anything worth stealing in this tent? Maybe the thief will cry when he comes.

In short, the homeless male opened the zipper door of the tent and walked in.

But at this moment, he froze in place suddenly, as if he saw something.

Because there is no light in the space under the wall, and it is still rainy today, the light in the natural tent is extraordinarily dim.

The homeless man should have only a quilt, a table, and a few other things in his home, that is, in the tent, but now there is an extra person.

In the dim light, a pair of deep black eyes sized up the homeless man. After a while, a cold voice sounded like goose feather snowflakes falling on his shoulders.

"I'm sorry to interrupt you without first saying hello, Mr. Wanderer."

This presumptuous foreign disturber can be called a beautiful girl in every sense. The dim light did not make her fair and somewhat pale delicate cheeks lose their luster, but added a hint of mystery to her. Those dark eyes were also like night.

On a rainy day, in a tent, with a beautiful girl, this can be regarded as a kind of sweet encounter from another level, but the homeless man does not have a sense of sweetness either.

Like an ordinary wanderer, he was stunned for a moment, and then said at a loss.

"You... who are you?"

This presumptuous disturber was naturally the North Island Crow.

Hearing the man's somewhat flustered and hoarse voice, Bei Dao Crow said flatly.

"Please don't be nervous sir, I have no malicious intentions."

After finishing speaking, she picked up a plastic island containing many bento boxes from the side, and said again.

"Do you want to eat first? There should be a familiar taste in it. After all, I bought it at the same convenience store."

Hearing this, the homeless man's eyes under the knotted hair froze, and he understood that the girl in front of him had already found clues from Yushuji Yizuru.

He has known for a long time that such an abnormal behavior of Yushuji Yizuru will attract interested outsiders to join the game sooner or later, but he did not expect that it would come so soon.

However, he didn't have any intention of blaming Yushuji Izuru, after all, he knew that child very well, and it was not something she could control.

And since this young girl can be found here, it also shows that she has already decided on something, and no matter how much she pretends, she can't change her mind.

And the most important thing is that the homeless man doesn't know what she wants to do. If she doesn't get what she wants in herself, she will very likely start with Yushuji Yizuru.

In a short time, the homeless man thought about these things, and it also made him extremely vigilant.

The space inside the tent is actually not that big, but because there are not many things placed there, the tent does not look crowded. At least the table is enough for two people to sit opposite each other.

After a while, the homeless man took a step, walked to the opposite side of the table, that is, opposite the North Island Crow, and sat down cross-legged.

He didn't eat any so-called bento with a familiar taste, because he also knew that the reason why the girl mentioned the bento was just to show that she had found clues in Yishuji Yizuru, maybe it was a reminder to homeless men not to pretend , but perhaps, this is a warning.

The homeless man doesn't know what it is. In short, he still needs to understand the girl in front of him and what her purpose is.

And he didn't know how much the girl in front of him knew, so he tentatively said.

"Although I don't know why you came to me, but I don't have what you want here."

Hearing this, Bei Dao Ya didn't answer right away.

Of course she knew that it was the homeless male who was testing, which also made her eyes narrow slightly.

It seems that she guessed right, this man is not just a wanderer.

Of course, Bei Dao Ya bought so many bento, not out of kindness, but to test this man.

If the frequent visits by Jishuji Izuru are really related to this homeless man, then this homeless man must also know that it is because of him.

So from the very beginning, Bei Dao Ya put this matter on the bright side. If the homeless man really cared about Yanxiusi Yihe, then from this point, he could also understand that Bei Daoya had discovered the clues of Yanxiusi Yihe.

So in the future, if he really has a ghost, he will definitely test how much Bei Daoya knows, what his real purpose is, and whether he has done anything to Xixiusi Yihe.

After all, if he continues to pretend to be stupid, then what the homeless man will do after he leaves is unknown to the homeless man.

In any case, this is a bad situation for homeless men,

But the premise of these is also based on the condition that the homeless man really has a ghost in his heart.

Like this time.

Bei Daoya knew that the homeless man was testing him, and the homeless man would respond and respond differently according to his answers.

Likewise, she didn't pretend she knew it all.

After all, it is easy to be exposed without a few words, and it is also very dangerous. Since it has been proved that the homeless man has a ghost in his heart, it also shows that this is muddy water. The more you know, the more dangerous it is.