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But Bai Chuan was so depressed because of his sleep that he even ignored that the elevator was pointing upwards.

The elevator door opened slowly.

Teacher Yuko appeared in front of her wearing a casual sweatshirt.

Her hair was tied into a cute bun, black-rimmed glasses were clamped on the bridge of her nose, she was holding a large cardboard box in her arms and a pink suitcase on her back.

This makes her look less like a college teacher and more like a freshman who has just entered college.

"Teacher Yuko?"

Bai Chuan walked into the elevator in surprise, "Are you here for a home visit?"

Kuraki Yuko pushed up the frames of her glasses. It’s been a long time since the home visit, right?

"No, Cangmu-kun, from now on, we are neighbors. I live in room 11 on the 1102th floor, the same apartment as you. If you need anything, please come upstairs to see my sister at any time."

"Uh, Teacher Yuko, you really moved here."

Baichuan originally thought that Kuraki Yuko was just talking, but he didn't expect that she would actually move here.

His current situation is not very safe, and he does not want to implicate anyone.

Not counting Qianyuki Mei, she is a resident here.

Even though Bai Chuan lowered her suspicion very low, she actually still had potential problems.

As for Yuko-sensei, it can be said to be an unrelated person who was completely involved.

"I originally wanted to move here to take care of you in half a year, but my rent is due, so I have to move here first."

Kuraki Yuko said pretending to be nonchalant.

[Teacher Yuko is also very bad at making excuses. She has obviously been waiting for a month for the rental information of Liuxia Apartment...]

The narrator silently betrays her, but she still knows nothing about it.

Baichuan looked at the big beads of sweat on Teacher Yuko's forehead, sighed, stretched out his hand, and took the box she was holding.

This cardboard box is very heavy and contains many books and lesson plans.

Compared with rolling suitcases with trolleys, this cardboard box was the most difficult thing in Yuko Kuraki's moving process.

Seeing Shirakawa helping her move things quietly, Kuraki Yuko had a smile on her face.

She had always hoped to live in such harmony with her brother.

After moving here, I must invite my brother to celebrate, cook him a big meal, and let him try my sister’s cooking. From now on, I will never be able to live without my sister!

With this idea in mind, the two came to Room 11 on the 2th floor.

Kuraki Yuko took out the key and opened the door.

A waft of dust filled the apartment.

It looked like it hadn't been lived in for a long time.

Why have rental listings been listed recently?

Kuraki Yuko's brows frowned slightly.

Shirakawa looked at Yuko Kuraki,

"Teacher Yuko, you didn't even come to see me beforehand, so you just packed your luggage and came here?"

"There was definitely a little bit of a rush."

Kuraki Yuko swallowed.

She walked into Room 2. The tables, chairs and benches were covered in dust, but they should be usable after scrubbing. The refrigerator was broken and needed to be replaced with a new one. The toilet was blocked and someone had to find someone to clear it.

The kitchen is functional, but there are no kitchen utensils.

It seems that my wish to treat my brother to a big meal today cannot be fulfilled.

The bed in the bedroom is very old and squeaks when you sit on it.

There was a slight movement while sleeping upstairs, but Bai Chuan downstairs could probably hear it clearly.

Kuraki Yuko felt that she underestimated the difficulty of moving.

"Kuragi-kun, can I leave my luggage with you temporarily? I will probably have to clean here all day today."

"no problem."

Bai Chuan still has a very good impression of this half-sister.

It's not a big deal to help her store her luggage.

So Kuraki Yuko stored her luggage at Shirakawa's house and went upstairs to start Sunday's struggle.

If she doesn't clean up today, she might not be able to go to school on time on Monday.

Baichuan first went to the vegetable market downstairs to buy some fresh vegetables, then put on his slippers and knocked on the door next door.

While shopping for groceries, he already had the feeling of living together.

Chiyuki Mei opened the door and saw Shirakawa carrying a reusable bag, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Because among the vegetables, there is also a box of strawberry cake.

"This is for me?"

"Of course, I don't like such a sweet cake."

Shirakawa smiled and handed the reusable bag to Mei Qianyuki, "I bought the vegetables for lunch and a grouper."

"Kuragi-kun, how much is it?"

Qianyuki Meiyi said as she planned to take out her wallet.

"No, just think of it as my daily snack."

Bai Chuan said indifferently.

"This is not okay. We agreed that you would protect me, I would provide food, and for dinner, you would take me to a food stall."

Qianxue Meiyi had a serious look on her face, which emphasized the tone of a food stall.

Obviously, the latter sentence is the key point.

She still thinks about eating junk food.

"Well, we won't go to the food stalls. We've eaten everything. Besides, your stomach and intestines are not healed yet. Let's wait until you take good care of yourself."

When Shirakawa said this, he saw Qianxue Meiyi's pretty little face wrinkled into a ball, with a look of grievance.

Apparently after hearing this news, the strawberry cake in my hand no longer tasted good.

"Will I take you for midnight snack again?"

Bai Chuan asked tentatively.

Qianxue Meiyi nodded immediately, and the smile on her face instantly returned, revealing two deep dimples.

Baichuan decided to take her to a late-night canteen with slightly better sanitary conditions for tonight's supper, or buy some clean skewers.

In the afternoon, Baichuan came to a nearby park again.

Suzume Naiko chatted with private detective Futura Yumuba for a while, then got up and left.

Futamura Yuiha lit a cigarette, took a puff, and slowly blew out the smoke ring.

Looking at the size of the smoke ring, Bai Chuan could tell that this was an old smoker who had been smoking for at least 10 years.

In the past, he would have handed over a flower and got close to it.

But that's not possible now. He's allergic to nicotine, so he can't hand the other person a piece of chewing gum, "Here, your Yida."

I guess the other party can think of me as a lunatic.

Bai Chuan shook off the random thoughts in his mind, picked up his phone, turned the volume down to the lowest level, and dialed an unknown number at random.

The fish he wants to catch is a private detective, and he is a private detective connected to Mrs. Suzume, so all the details must be in place, otherwise it will be easy for a detective with keen observation to see the flaws.

He hid in the woods behind the bench where Futamura Yuiha was sitting. The angle was very private, but due to the favorable wind, the sound could reach Mr. Detective's ears just right.

"Yes, yes, it's Miss Chieko's private concert invitation. I can give it to you tomorrow."

"To be honest, this invitation is so rare, and I spent a lot of connections to get it, but as long as I can make you happy, I'm willing to do anything."

"Ah? You don't want it. Don't you like Miss Chieko the most? Why not? This is a good opportunity to get up close and personal with her."

"Don't feel burdened because it's a gift from me. It's my fault that I like you. You don't need to respond. I just hope you can keep me by your side to protect you."

Bai Chuan's voice became softer and softer, almost turning into a plea, perfectly interpreting the gesture of licking a dog.

After hearing this, Futamura Yumi couldn't help but feel sorry for this young man.

But soon, he could no longer hear Bai Chuan's voice, but this did not affect his judgment of the matter.

It's probably the story of an infatuated boy who was rejected.

Futamura Yumiha was not an enthusiastic person, but he was very interested in the tickets for Miss Chieko's concert. He slowly sat up from the bench, put out his cigarette butt, and walked into the woods behind him.

31·The fish has been hooked (please read more)

At this time, Bai Chuan hung up the phone in despair, with a dejected look on his face.

In order to attract Mr. Detective Mr. Yumuba Futamura, Shirakawa can be said to have exerted his lifelong talent for interpretation to the extreme.

When Futama Yumiha saw Shirakawa's face, her eyes stagnated for a moment.

Just from that moment of stasis, Bai Chuan roughly guessed that this detective must have also investigated him.

This is not surprising, after all, he is receiving a commission from Mrs. Suzume.

"I'm very sorry. When you called just now, I was sitting on the bench over there, so I heard your conversation. If you don't mind, I think I might be able to help you."

The smart detective did not mention Miss Keiko's concert from the beginning, because this would inevitably be resented by the sad boy, under normal circumstances.

So he took a roundabout approach.

This also happened to play into Bai Chuan's hands.

Shirakawa stared blankly at Futama Yuiha. He had a friendly face and made a gesture of being ready to listen.