I Just Want to Be an Ordinary Writer

Elsa - Fernando's "lover" who disappeared on a trip to Egypt a few years ago.

Fernando only remembered that she was a passionate woman with beautiful long, silky brown-red curly hair.

By the way, she also has a pair of admirable cat eyes, which are as vast as the deep sea.She also likes to wear colorful fishtail skirts, her slender legs swaying on the ground and her waist swaying like a little mermaid cruising on land.

——Fernando remembers the matter of appearance very clearly.

The memory that was deliberately ignored began to revive because of a name, and Fernando suddenly remembered that the lady liked the pansies that can be seen everywhere in the greenery on the street, and took the lead singer's microphone in the early morning bar and hummed a song of Queen's "I". Want To Break Free.

She likes to look at Fernando when she sings, then at the end of the song, she drags a long microphone line and gestures to ask the bartender to pour a glass of whiskey, handed the drink to Fernando in front of everyone in the bar, and gestures to Fernando with a smile and eyes Drink it--like a claim of sovereignty, like a finale.

Fernando misses that time a lot - something he suddenly realizes at this moment.

They would hook each other's waist and leave the bar. Sometimes they couldn't wait to get back to the hotel they stayed in. They would look at each other and laugh and turn into a cheap love hotel next to the bar. color.

They fit in well, in every sense.

—She was Fernando's last assistant, a woman who was warm, outgoing, but smart enough to chanting God's creation must have been biased.

She would laugh and pick up the ears of teenagers who were teasing girls on the street, squinting her eyes with slightly hanged, sapphire cat eyes, threatening them, "If you don't apologize, I'll kick your bird out~"

She would kick Fernando, who started drinking and kissing, when she was sorting out the case information, warning him that "it's official time".

When the police arrested her, she would rush up with a gun on her face excitedly, and then be carried by Fernando and thrown back into the accompanying car-of course, the locked car could not trap her, she could always use various methods Run away and join the capture team.

She disappeared.

Fernando was unable to find her, not even the body.

Elsa Camille.

—Fernando remembered, her name was Elsa Camille, his first... "lover".

He raised his hand and touched the tattoo on his wrist, then looked up with a smile: "I've been looking for Camille for a long time, it's been a long time for me."

Fernando raised his index finger to his lips, and his green eyes were still full of smiles: "One year. After I left that year, I lived in Egypt for another year, and I almost caught him."

Fernando has heard the part that Azusa Sasaki knew, and now it is time to talk about the part he has experienced.

"I don't know why Miss Sasaki thinks that Fukada Risa did that thing back then, but in my opinion... the ambassador is indeed a man."

Fernando said and shrugged: "But that man probably has some kind of mental illness."

"How?" Sasaki Azusa raised an eyebrow.

She didn't miss the complicated emotions in Fernando's eyes, where the smile did not represent a happy mood.

But she has no intention and no time to look at other people's pasts that are irrelevant to her: "I always feel that these will be two different stories."

"That's not necessarily the case."

Fernando raised his right hand and shook it, and his sleeves, which were cut by the fragments of the hanging lamp, slid down, revealing the beetle tattoo on his head that had faded slightly from time: "Listen to my story, I have found a few that are in your eyes. The 'reality' coincides."

Azusa Sasaki didn't say anything, just folded his hands on his knees and leaned back on the sofa chair in a relaxed manner.

"Camille actually often leaves without saying goodbye."

When Fernando talked about this, he lowered his head and smiled: "So I didn't think it was a big deal at first, she would always text me when she reached a new place. If she encounters a very good dessert shop, she will take pictures. in the album."

"She won't send me photos, she'll have to wait until the next time we meet, to count the good points of those dessert shops, and then exchange the promise of 'next time we go together' from me. I don't seem to have broken my promise. However, I will always fly her over immediately when I have free time."

"She's free like a bird without legs, she's never in the same place, she's always in love with something new and interesting. The average person can't stand her disappearing over and over again."

"I thought she would text me within 24 hours at most. After all, this is an unwritten agreement between us."

"But not that time."

"I thought it was weird, so I gave the rest of my job to the local police, went to her in every way you could think of at the moment, and I could think of at the time - to be honest, she was kind of hated, and we both It's very annoying. I'm afraid she will die in a foreign land.."

Fernando was stunned for a while when he said this, and then laughed: "It's a prophecy."

"All the methods have failed. To be honest, even I have no choice." Fernando smiled and played with the corner of his clothes, with nostalgia in his eyes: "You know, I was quite arrogant a few years ago, and I was almost willing to take care of it now. Anything that can be solved with 'None of your shit and my shit.'"

"She's like that too. What do we call this? Smells like each other?"

"I suddenly remembered that she interrupted a drug trade at that time, it was too small!" Fernando made the usual exaggerated expression when Westerners tell jokes: "If you say it is you, you will pay attention to the first time. To those little things? No way?"

Fernando curled his lips: "I didn't notice it anyway, this is the first mistake I made - arrogance."

"We're sure it was a personal deal, and it was just me and her, who were nosy meddlers. But when you think about it, there was only one thing that wasn't completely over at the time—I mean. .. we couldn't find the source of that deal. The little bastard who was caught warned us that we would suffer, but we didn't believe it, after all, at least a thousand people told us that. "

"But that time... it came true."

Sasaki Azusa didn't say a word, just listened with a slight frown.

Regarding this trivial matter, the information she received was - she took it with just one line.

"I had no choice, so I had to check the source of supply for the transaction. In fact, I didn't have any expectations in my heart, it was only self-comfort. But..."

Blinking, Fernando put away the smile in his eyes: "I found a very small organization."

He raised his hand and squeezed his thumb and forefinger, and the distance between the two fingers was no more than 1 cm: "Compared to your family, it is simply an existence that you can trample to death if you lift your foot. If it weren't for me, I would only be drinking. I definitely won't choose to pursue it. But if you're addicted to alcohol... it's too much trouble to quit drinking."

"So I checked all the way, from Egypt...what was the name of that town? Forget it, it was a small town. I checked all the way from a small town to Cairo, and followed that line that almost seemed like I was imagining it. Come out with general clues to find Italy, and then."

Fernando high-fived with both hands and made a "pop": "The clue is broken."

"I was busy and the plane ticket was worthless, so I went back to Egypt. And then... ah, without going into the details, that's complicated."