The Story of the Migrant Worker from the World of Conan

It was found that Haruka Jinyi was squatting on the ground holding her head, and in front of her was a transparent glass wall.

Because I saw something I was interested in, I walked straight over and hit it directly.

Even though it was very painful, even though there were tears in his eyes, he still raised his head and stretched out his hand, pointing at the poster posted on the wall outside.

It was a poster for a fireworks festival.

The time is tonight.

Chuchun Shili and Zuotian Leiko helped Chunshang Jinyi up.

Check out the poster on the wall.

Look at the leaves again.

"Would you like to go to see it together tonight? Watching the fireworks festival in summer, but it's a rule."

"Okay."

Misaka Mikoto nodded in agreement.

Kuroko Shirai also had no opinion.

Leaf also nodded.

"It's okay, there's nothing to do anyway, and I'm still quite interested."

There are many things like fireworks festivals in animation, comics, and books.

But he has traveled to "Japan" for so many years, and he has never seen it.

Just take a look this time.

Everyone agreed, so things were happily decided.

"Then put on your yukata tonight and gather at the venue."

Saten Ruiko made a proposal.

This was also unanimously agreed.

Ye Ye also has no opinion, although he does not wear it.

But to buy a set for the final piece, she doesn't have that kind of dress.

Chapter 38: Fireworks Festival

Although he doesn't wear a yukata, Ye Zi knows how to wear a yukata. It was taught to him by the dean's grandma when he was in the orphanage.

I bought a yukata from the store and went straight home.

I took off the clothes of the last work, put on a bathrobe for her, embroidered on a white background, and it looked pretty good.

Go straight to the venue when you're done.

The fireworks festival is very lively, and there are many vendors setting up stalls here.

Ye Zi also saw the uncle at the supper stall.

After searching for a while, I saw Yueyong Xiaomeng, Huang Quanchuan Aisui, and Tie Zuzuri, a teacher group.

Bring the last work over to say hello.

By the way, I asked about the follow-up to the Terestina incident.

"It's still not good."

Huang Quanchuan Aisui directly held a bottle of wine, poured a few sips into his mouth from time to time, and held a few skewers of barbecue in the other hand.

"It's still being dealt with, but that's not my business anymore. I'm only responsible for arresting people, not for trials."

Arrests and trials are separate and run by different agencies.

A single agency holding both functions would be a disaster.

The leaves can understand.

We chatted for a while.

When it got dark, Misaka Mikoto and the others also arrived, so they said goodbye and left to join them.

Just like the daytime, the girls ignored his presence intentionally or unintentionally.

He doesn't care either.

Or honestly take good care of the last work, buy a lot of snacks, and have a good time.

Isn't there a saying: the more you lacked in childhood, the more you want to make up for it when you grow up.

I don't know who said it, but in short, it's supposed to be said by Lu Shuren.

The leaves make sense.

In the past, in order to live and survive, not to mention snacks, even normal meals were very frugal.

Now I don't have that much pressure, of course I can eat whatever I want.

Even if you don't need it.

And think about it this way: He likes so many girls, because he doesn't have a family, so he wants more family members?

It doesn't seem right either.

After all, the brothers and sisters in the orphanage are all family members.

So it's really weird.

Or to paraphrase Uncle Long's words: Is this a mistake that all men make?

Maybe.

Misaka Mikoto didn't make him too lonely.

After turning around, when the fireworks festival was about to start, let the last work follow Saten Leiko, and she took the leaves to the side.

Seeing that Ye Ye seems to be thinking, I can't help but feel puzzled.

"What's the matter, what are you thinking, are you angry?"

"No."

Leaf shook his head.

He looked at the girl beside him and held her hand gently.

very warm.

Pulling the girl away from the crowd, standing in a slightly empty place, looking up at the dark sky.

The weather is not very good tonight.

"I just suddenly thought of Grandma Dean, and I don't know what happened to her."

"...That's it."

In addition to the past life, Ye Zi told her everything else that should be said, so Misaka Mikoto knew the grandmother of the dean.

But I can't feel the same, and naturally I don't know what to say.

Silence for a moment.

He clenched his hand tightly, with a very gentle smile on his face.

"Don't worry, isn't there a saying in neighboring countries that good people are rewarded, and there is definitely no problem."

"Ah."

Leaf certainly hopes so too.

Now is the time to be happy, this kind of thing is not suitable to talk about.

Start changing the subject.

"Don't talk about this, the fireworks festival is about to start, you should be able to see it here, or fly to it?"

"No, there are so many people there."

"Just use a cognitive impairment, no problem."

Saying so, he let go of his hand, bent over, and hugged Misaka Mikoto with one arm and one leg.

Then it flew into the sky.

Misaka Mikoto put an arm around his waist and turned her head to the side with a blushing face.

"Boom~Bam!"

The first fireworks, just at this time, rose into the air, burst out suddenly, and colorful rays of light scattered in all directions.

This scene is beautiful.

Leaves love fireworks.

Although short, but very beautiful, very dazzling.

Once he also wanted to be "fireworks".

Because that senior once said: human life is limited, serving the people is unlimited, and we should put our limited life into unlimited serving the people.

Although that senior's life was short, it was indeed brilliant and dazzling.

It is a light in the long river of history.

Even the librarians issued a call to learn from that comrade.

The previous leaves are learning.

It is a pity that he is not that senior, nor can he become such a senior.

He is just him.

He has gained stronger abilities and a longer life, but he no longer burns himself and has become mediocre.