Tokyo: There's something wrong with this narration!

[Is there any way to keep two people together forever?Let us kiss as much as we can, and at the moment when cement is poured into our bodies, our love will be solidified forever and we will never be separated. 】

What the hell!

What is this clue?

Bai Chuan rubbed his eyebrows.

Is it a hint that there is a yandere around me?

It seems that the 1000 heartbeat points were wasted, and no useful clues were found.

Bai Chuan didn't know what he was expecting or what he was afraid of.

Takeshima Mijiang slept deeply this time, sleeping from morning to noon.

Like the legendary Sleeping Beauty who never wakes up, she lies quietly on the bed, letting the warm sunshine shine on her.

Bai Chuan gently rubbed her long hair,

"Mie-chan, it's time to eat."

"Hmm~ It's Qiongmei."

Takeshima Mijiang stretched and got up from the bed. Her face was not very good.

"Okay, Sister Qiong, it's time to eat."

Bai Chuan felt a little distressed.

The two finished their meal quietly.

"I need to prepare things for the funeral today."

Takeshima Mijiang suddenly spoke.

Bai Chuan nodded.

"Onii~chan, but I have encountered a big problem."

"what?"

Bai Chuan looked at the girl who suddenly became depressed.

"At least friends should be present at the funeral, but I don't seem to have any friends."

Takeshima Mijie lowered his head.

"It doesn't matter. If you like the excitement, I will call a lot of people over for you."

Bai Chuan said softly.

"No extras like that."

Takeshima Mijiang raised her head, and the appearance of a young and handsome boy was reflected in her clear eyes.

"Ok."

Baichuan nodded and silently counted the friends he could find in his heart.

The four friends of Hemu High School Detective Agency, Chiyuki Mei, Yanomi Mi, Daisuke and Shima Ryota, obviously cannot support such a big scene.

Mrs. Suzume, she has a group of Yakuza members who may come to support the occasion, but it would be very inconsistent to make the funeral look like the death scene of a Yakuza boss.

Mrs. Ueio, if you bring your fans, you might be able to catch a murderer or two among them.

It’s better not to invite the two ladies.

People from the Metropolitan Police Department, including the police officers from the first and third departments of the search department, seemed to respect him very much. Officer Maori and Miss Shiraki Saya were also considered his friends and could be invited.

Shuang Yuezhen can be invited. She is a loli who is full of justice and emotional. She is easily infected by the emotions around her. She can be invited.

After all this calculation, we should be able to gather a table, right?

Takeshima Mie took out a stack of white gold-plated invitations from her pink suitcase.

Bai Chuan was slightly startled. He didn't expect the girl to even prepare such a thing.

The girl put the invitation on the table, divided it into two halves, pushed one half to Bai Chuan, and kept the other half for herself.

"Then let's start writing invitations."

Hey, hey, why don’t I feel like this is a funeral invitation?More like a wedding invitation?

Bai Chuan complained in his heart and picked up the exquisite invitation letter.

I wrote the names of the detective agency members first, then Mr. Yuko, Ms. Shigezuki Jin, Ms. Shiraki Saya, and Officer Mouri Shuichi.

After finally finishing eight copies, I found that Takeshima Mie, who clearly said she had no friends, had already finished a thick stack.

Takeshima Mie stretched out with a bright smile,

"Well~ I'm so tired. I've finished writing. Onii-chan, please hurry up."

"Um...who did you write about?"

Bai Chuan asked curiously.

"Dad, elder sister, younger sister, elder brother, younger brother, the rest are the bodyguard ladies, housekeeper uncles, maid sisters..."

Takeshima Mijiang counted them one by one, and suddenly found that she had missed some.

"Oops, there aren't enough invitations. I need to buy some more."

"No, it's enough. There's more here."

Shirakawa wiped the sweat from his forehead and handed his half of the invitation letter to Takeshima Mie.

"Ah, Unnie~chan, have you finished writing?"

"Yeah, I don't have many friends either."

Takeshima Mijiang nodded, took back the remaining invitation letter, and continued writing.

After finally finishing all the invitations, Shirakawa saw Takeshima Mie take out a business card from her wallet and called the phone number on the business card.

"Moses Moses, is this Kinoshita Neko Death Care Company?"

"Well~ I want to order a funeral, the sooner the better."

"Well~ It's either the elderly at home or my own. We need it now..."

Bai Chuan looked at Mijiang Takeshima who was on the phone and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

I'm afraid the people at the Death Care Company will think they've encountered some terrible supernatural event, right?

After all, few living people would hold a funeral for themselves during their lifetime.

Sure enough, the other party thought Takeshima Mie was playing a prank and hung up the phone directly.

Takeshima Mie could only ask Shirakawa to help fight another one.

"Hello, I need to order a funeral for the girl who just called you."

A woman's sweet voice came from the other end of the phone. Her tone was obviously sullen, but it sounded like a coquettish one.

"Sir, are you sure it's not a prank? Please don't disturb my work again. This is the eighth time this month. I'm not sure I can resist the urge to call the police. I hope you and your friends will stop. "

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108·Mie Takeshima’s gift and the revelation of the monitor (additional updates)

Bai Chuan listened to the coquettish scolding coming from the other end of the phone, and suddenly understood why she was harassed eight times a month.

"Well, if you don't do this business, I'll have to find another funeral home."

"Um...wait a minute, sir, do you really need to order a funeral?"

"Yes, we need a funeral. The process doesn't have to be too complicated. To be precise, a memorial service is enough. No burial is required. How much does it cost?"

"Okay, sir, we have several packages here..."

...

After customizing a small funeral, Mijiang Takeshima lay on the sofa and touched her forehead.

"Onii~chan, do you think I will be lying in the coffin when the time comes? Or will I stand with you?"

"It should be okay, it depends on your wishes."

Baichuan has no experience in this area and cannot give sufficient guidance.

The funeral was scheduled for three days later, the venue was provided by Kinoshita Neko Death Care Company, and the process was streamlined.

Takeshima Mijiang believes that she can have an unforgettable funeral.

Although she also wanted to hold a wedding with Bai Chuan, her recent interactions made her give up the idea.

If the bride passes away on the wedding day, how big a blow will it be to the groom?

It might leave an indelible psychological shadow on Bai Chuan, causing him to never want to get married in the future.

Takeshima Mijiang was very conflicted in her heart.

She not only hopes to be with Bai Chuan forever, but also hopes that Bai Chuan can live well alone after she leaves, and one day in the future she can meet a better person, enter the palace of marriage together, and make up for her regrets.

With such contradictory thoughts, she made up her mind to let Bai Chuan remember her forever. Even if she couldn't make it to the end, she couldn't forget her.

"Onii~chan, I have a gift for you."

Takeshima Mie suddenly got up from the sofa and walked into the bedroom with bare feet. About 2 minutes later, she returned to Shirakawa with a small DVD.

She curled up in Bai Chuan's arms, took out the DVD, and played a video.

Baichuan, who was drinking water with a glass in his hand, couldn't hold back and squirted out a mouthful of water.