I Just Want to Be an Ordinary Writer

Fernando grinned and lowered his leg, touched his calf that had been hit by a stick, and barely stopped.

"Don't you have an old prison? Twenty years... or was it built longer?"

"The point."

"That's why you're impatient... OK, OK, that's the point. There's someone there who's been living there for years. There are people who regularly send supplies and household necessities, electrical appliances, and the like."

Fernando curled his lips when he said this: "It makes me want to go to jail."

Andy automatically ignored Fernando's second half sentence and frowned: "Why didn't I hear..."

"You don't care about those things, people are quite honest inside, don't cause trouble and don't fight." Fernando held the lit cigarette and squinted at the light of the cigarette butt and the slowly rising smoke: "But the person who went to see him Quite a lot, probably... there will be one or two every month. Do you think that under normal circumstances, there are so many places for visiting prisoners?"

"...Okay, you don't answer, I'll say it myself." Fernando found that the old man was getting more and more boring, and he would point a gun at him in a rage a few years ago, but a few years ago he became So peaceful.

"The people who go to the prison are all gangsters with some bad habits, just..."

Fernando was silent and said a word with his mouth.

Andy frowned: "Naples doesn't care about these things, some people take care of them."

—The word Fernando said was... addict.

"So in Naples, their targets are those sons and daughters and so on. You know, those people are not short of money, and they won't make a big noise because they are dead. But then the business can't expand, so most of the Fragmented but massive business is out of town."

"You are moral, what about the Chuhehan world, and advocate not to take the initiative to cause trouble. Even if you want to establish prestige, you only look for a model. Is it for Miss Sasaki? Are you worried that the blood debt you owe will be retributed on her?"

"I don't care, I'm not from your side, so I can go overboard. Ask for news~ There are many ways."

Andy hummed, noncommittal to what Fernando just said.

After a while, he asked, "Then how did you find out?"

"Ah, I have a 'friend'." Fernando laughed suddenly, showing his white teeth: "She's on duty in that prison. It's a coincidence that she's one of the guards who is responsible for guarding the prisoner. Oh, it's even more coincidental. Yes, she and I only met at the bar yesterday."

"...so you went out last night to..."

"What's your expression?" Fernando showed a sad expression: "Adults only get what they need, you know, some people like to say something after doing something fun. Things like dopamine, hormones, etc. will It's up to people to think that the person in the bed is believable or harmless."

"It's fair. I told her heart-to-heart, and told her weakly that my lover died, and felt that there was nothing worth remembering in this world. So she wanted to comfort me, and she talked about the trivial work and her love history. ~”

"Why didn't you die suddenly on the bed?" Andy couldn't help holding his forehead and broke the cigar in his hand.

"So I slept when I came back~" Fernando said with a smile, and got up to pour the coffee he had just brewed: "It's also a new breakthrough, I'm going to find time to... visit the prison~ But there are still some things before that To do, after all, the gentleman seems to have only seen the person who was introduced, which is even more suspicious, isn't it?"

"You will kill yourself one day."

"It's okay to die." Fernando responded jokingly and turned around: "But don't come to me in the future. Don't ruin your low-key behavior for so many years. As far as I am concerned, I also hope that Miss Sasaki will have a smoother future than you and that old gentleman."

After saying this, Andy remembered: "Have you been to the funeral of the old gentleman?"

"Well, I was..." Fernando raised his hand and gestured, as if recalling: "About seventeen or eighteen years old. Miss Sasaki was only this tall at that time?" He gestured on his thigh again After a while, she laughed: "She cried like a little daisy battered by the heavy rain. Camille even forced me to hand her a handkerchief. I didn't expect that she would grow into a threatening little girl in a blink of an eye."

"...It's really a dazzling thing." Andy said, standing up on crutches.

He didn't mean to catch up, but was about to leave.

"By the way, Mr. Fernando." Andy only turned around when he walked to the door: "It's what the lady meant, we will cooperate with your actions, and I hope you don't kill yourself at inappropriate times."

"Do not worry."

Fernando shook the electronic bracelet on his right hand and shrugged with a smile: "Having you look at me is more effective than any threat."

Watching Andy leave, Fernando put away his smile.

He picked up the cigarette case that he had thrown on the table, lit another cigarette and went to the mirror in the bathroom.

It wasn't until he finished smoking two cigarettes that he smelled his own body and pulled out the face demon from the drawer under the washbasin.

- It's time to play a guy who is cornered by his vices, but just happens to know "something he shouldn't know", hoping that the gentleman in prison likes him.

But before that, you still have to find a... home?

Is that what it's called?

Doocho

"The place has been found."

Kira Yoshikage sat on the chair, squinting the apple: "Asakura found it, Sasaki and I went to see it, no one was there."

April [-] Lilith blinked and asked, "Go away?"

"The deposit was not refunded, and some of the things that I brought with me are still being kept."

Kira Yoshikage went on, slicing apples into nice little rabbits - something his father would do when he was occasionally sick as a child.

On April [-], Lilith looked at the apples in the saucer with her eyes full of light, feeling that her injury was worth it.

The next second, Yoshikage Kira shoved the apple into his mouth and continued: "The people from Sasaki have taken over the hotel. If they come back, they will notify us as soon as possible. Asakura is also continuing to look for it, the owner of the hotel. It means that Lisa Fukada took the bus at the entrance of the store for her two days of travel, so she seems to be a little tight."

"My apple..."

Lilith wailed on April [-], completely ignoring Kira Yoshikage's words, but complained, "The fruit belongs to the patient!"

"Fruit belongs to those who work hard." Yoshikage Kira replied, talking about the main topic of coming here today: "There are still some things in Sasaki, you have to be discharged first."

Do people like Fukada Risha really have a time when money is tight?