red magic girl

He looked at the crowds of people coming and going, the customers coming and going in various shops and restaurants, motionless, as if they were dead.

Under the busy modern city, this dirty and bearded man was forcibly placed there like a puzzle that didn't fit at all.

People's ignorance of him may have become a kind of kindness.

Then, the homeless man looked to the side, and he saw a black mass above the neck and black body, a short man with a red cloth wrapped around his right arm, walking slowly towards him.

"Yo, brother." The man with a long beard on his face and thick dirty hair on top of his head, his face looked like a mess of hair, and his body was dirty walked up to the homeless man, Sit down beside him and ask him, "Have you eaten?"

"No..." The man turned a blind eye to the other party's familiar behavior. He hugged his body tightly, closed his eyes, pretended to be asleep, and said to the bearded man sitting beside him, "I have nothing to eat." , you go somewhere else."

"Oh, brother, you misunderstood me." The man with beard and hair that almost covered his face, leaving only a pair of small eyes, said to the homeless man beside him, "I just want to make a pen with you." It's just a deal."

Then, the man took out two small lunch boxes from his arms. There was a little dirt on the surface of the lunch boxes, but this did not affect the color of the remaining fried rice after the bearded man opened the lunch boxes. aroma.

Those fried rice, the grains are white and tender, there is nothing bad about it, it looks like it just came out of the pan.

"Hey, boy, is this tm going to rob?" The homeless man curled up, looked at the strange man, and said, "Where did such a new fried rice come from?"

"I picked it up. I came from the east. When I passed by a restaurant, a proprietress beckoned me to take these away." The bearded man asked the homeless man curled up, "There are still many good people these days." Ah, brother."

"It's not that there are many good people, it's that there are many poor people." Looking at the fried rice in the lunch box, the curled up man said to the bearded man, "I know the fried rice shop you mentioned, it sells cheap boxed lunches in the east, and it's a fixed store. Her business has cost her a lot."

"Hey, brother, don't worry about other people." The bearded man asked the curled up man, "I'm a homeless man from another city, can you tell me where I can stay overnight safely?"

"If you tell me, I'll give you this fried rice, how about it?"

When the man heard this, he looked at the man in front of him suspiciously, and smelled his scent.

Then, he looked around at the crowd who were still ignoring him, then he stood up, patted his pants, and said to the man holding the fried rice:

"Come with me."

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"So, so, you, you came from Mitakihara?"

The man who was curled up in the Sanjing District earlier was holding the fried rice in his mouth and swallowing it with the plastic gloves he bought from the clerk. He said to the man beside him with the rice in his mouth:

"Then let me tell you, you really came to the right place. For us homeless people, the bigger the city, the easier it is to live."

"Yeah, brother. Don't you think this is talking about my heart?" The bearded man said to the man beside him: "I thought it was such a reason, so I came here. Now I met two nobles!"

The two who were still in the Canjing District just now had already walked to a deserted park in the Dadong District.

According to the man who huddled in the streets of Sanjing District earlier and called himself Omiya, this was once a popular park in the eastern region, but now it is deserted.

"Hey, what a nobleman, ghosts are almost the same."

While wiping his mouth with a plastic glove, Omiya controlled the speed and voice of his speech to prevent the hard-won white rice from flying out along with his words.

"Like us homeless people, they are the worst kind of people. I heard that Tokyo will introduce a bill prohibiting homeless people from picking up garbage. If this law is true in all of Japan, I probably can only go to Fukushima Looking for a job."

"Hey, brother." Another man with a beard, eyebrows, and hair fused together, who called himself Takanai, said to Omiya, "That nuclear radiation is not fun!"

"Tch, so what?" Omiya sneered and said, "Nuclear radiation is not as scary as a stock crash."

"Let me tell you, you have never seen what is called a triple jump. In 1991, I was on the west side of Kamihama City, and I could see that scene every day." Omiya said here, "Three People who don’t know each other jumped at the instigation of the first person to jump off the building, and that scene was much scarier than nuclear radiation.”

"Hey, brother, did you live on the west side before?" Takamuya asked Omiya while using the plastic gloves he got from Omiya, and asked Omiya: "I don't mean anything else, just want to ask Asked if I could build a house there and pick up some soda cans or something."

"I think the environment on the east side is not very good." Takano said while looking at the surrounding environment. The barren park here looks more like a mass grave. "It feels like Kamihama The situation in the east of the city is worse than Mitakihara where I stayed."

"Hey!" Omiya waved his hand quickly when he heard Yingwu mentioning this question, with a rather unhappy expression on his face, "You can't ask this question! You can't say it!"

Takano: "What can't you say?"

Omiya: "You are from out of town. For the sake of fried rice, let me tell you something. You will be in Kamihama City in the future.

Takano: "What is it?"

Omiya: "In the western district of Kamihama City, there are no beggars."

"Hey, that's why, we don't know the rules when we beg for food from other places, so it will become troublesome." Omiya looked at Takano's puzzled expression in front of him, and further explained: "Simply put , you must not ask the homeless people in Kamihama City if they come from the west, they will be insulted or even driven away by other homeless people!"

Takano: "Why?"

Omiya: "You ask me why?"

Omiya: "Of course it's because people in the West District are not homeless!"

"Think about it, only people in the east will do things like homeless people! You must remember this. Remember this, people in the west will not embarrass you, and people in the east will not embarrass you. will bully you."

Speaking of this, Omiya began to talk eloquently, and he talked about his experience to Takamu endlessly.

He told Takamu that when he went to the west side to pick up garbage, he must speak politely while maintaining a rough tone, and he must give people a feeling of "you have no good education, but you are very polite". .

"Anyway, no matter how you speak, even if you are barking like a dog, don't try to speak like the people from the west. As long as you don't speak like the people from the west, with a vague accent, those people in the west will ignore you, and you won't Some people make trouble for you, and some shopkeepers may even give you yesterday's leftovers after seeing you miserable."

Omiya dipped his fingers in his saliva and put a grain of white rice from the lunch box into his mouth, and said to Takamu:

"You have to be especially careful about the leftovers given by the convenience store. Some people who work in the convenience store in the west are unhappy with us. Those expired meals should have been given to them by the store manager. I would put cigarette ashes, waste paper, garbage, etc. in the lunch box and throw it away.”

"Hey, I really hope that they will also become homeless soon. Their expressions must be very funny then."

"Also, the most important point, remember to stay away from the students, let alone live in the west area, and be sure to return to the east side before sunset." Omiya put his face on the lunch box, and while breathing, he said to Takano: "If you find cardboard or something, come back quickly, there is no place for us, and it will be even more dangerous at night!"

"Speaking of which, brother, how did you become a homeless man?" Yingwu asked Omiya beside him while licking the only lunch box left: "I owe a lot of debts to my wife at home, and I am here to avoid debts." It became like this."

"It's almost the same. I used to be a worker." When Omiya said this, he suddenly lost the confidence he had just now, and his speech became hesitant and his voice became softer. "You know, the economy is not good, and workers are laid off. , I also lost my wife and children, so naturally I became a beggar."

"Oh, it's too miserable to be born in the east."

"Lie!" Just as Omiya finished speaking, a heroic female voice appeared next to him and said to him, "The reason why you became a homeless man is because you failed to trade stocks! It's not because you were laid off! Don't tarnish people who earn money steadily." people!"

Omiya was startled by the sound that suddenly appeared above his head, he jumped up from the ground, rolled aside, looked in the direction of the sound, a white-haired woman suddenly appeared, glaring at her.

That person was Izumi Shibayo who had just removed his invisibility cloak.

"You are obviously from the west district!" Izumi Shibaiya looked at Omiya in front of him, and asked him unhappily: "Why are you lying?! We people in the east are not your poor fig leaf! The east is poor!"

"Does it mean that a person in the West District must be rich, and a person in the East District must be poor?! Don't even look at yourself, how dare you discriminate against people in the East here!"

"It's you who are willing to be poor. You really deserve to be in this situation!"

"...What do you know?" Omiya, who was originally flustered, suddenly disappeared after hearing what the other party said. At this moment, he had a gloomy face, and said to Izumi Shibayo: "Like you What do the children of such a successful person know?!"

"Successful people?!" Izumi Shibaya, who was in the transformation state, was stunned when he heard what Omiya said. She looked at Omiya with a puzzled face and asked, "You said I am a successful person?" child?"

"Wearing such fancy clothes, speaking in such an elegant tone, raising your tone so high, and acting self-righteous, you are not the child of a successful person, what are you?!"

Omiya yelled in anger, stamped his feet, and said to Izumi Shibayo who was stunned:

"What kind of Kamihama City TV's entertainment program is this, a way to tease us homeless people?!"

"Since you are looking for fun, let me tell you today in front of those of you who think beheading is not exciting enough! People in the east are not qualified, and people in the west are educated. They are all fake!"

Omiya approached Izumi Shibayo step by step, but Izumi Shibayo stepped back step by step,

"Why do people from the West District really regard people from the West District as people who were born in the West District? If you have money, you are a person from the West District, and if you have no money, you are a person from the East District. Although I am from the West District, I will 100% be regarded as a person from the East District by the West District people! Just fuck Because I have a pile of rotten paper and steel coins!"

"And I'll tell you, my tmd is regional discrimination. Do you think I'm happy to be an Eastsider? It's not that the homeless people in the Eastside hate me, a Westsider! Because in their minds, people from the Westside who are born rich don't want to be homeless. Han, it must be a traitor to say that he is a homeless person in the West District—they themselves discriminate against themselves by region, thinking that people born in the East District are poor ghosts! As long as they are not born in the East District, they are not poor ghosts!"

"People in the West District also hate me as a poor Westsider. They wish I were from the Eastside! The result is that I can only pretend that I am from the Eastside, or I will die!"

"Let me tell you, in Kamihama City, if you don't find other homeless people to live together with, the final result is that you will be killed by the people from the west and the east before you starve to death!"

"Which corner do you think a homeless person would nest in, silently picking up soda cans without contending with the world, and it's over? Don't need these things?! Those office workers who are parents at home were beaten and maimed innocently, and you Students who can’t see homeless people, how many homeless people are burned alive?! Ah?!”

"Laugh at the poor but not at the prostitute! A homeless man who eats a lot of food has no human rights!" "Speaking of which, Omiya's eyes have begun to have tears, and he is wiping his tears and nose at the same time in embarrassment , said painfully to Izumi Seventeen Nights: "I don't ask you to help us, but I beg you, let us stay there quietly and rot!We can't answer any of your moral questions! "

"Please, this is our life, stop making fun of our life."

After saying this, Omiya fell to the ground.

Behind him, stood Birdyu who had just taken off the "Hairy Tramp" mask with one hand, and held a short-barreled revolver with fancy patterns in the other.

As for Hequan Shiqiye, when he saw that Omiya had passed out, his legs went limp and he sat on the ground paralyzed.

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"I want to stick with Kinomoto even if I am sick"

Cardcaptor Sakura's orange essay, a rare fan these days, I suggest you read it

Chapter 48: There's always someone to answer

"Nao (nao)." Xiao Niaoyou held a can of Coke in one hand, and handed the Coke in the other hand to Izumi Shibayo who was sitting on the bench in a daze, and said, "Have something to drink."

"...Thank you." Hequan Shiqiye nodded blankly, then took the Coke in Xiaoniaoyu's hand, opened the Coke, and after taking a sip, she asked Xiaoniaoyou: "That man, Omiya, how is he?"

Just an hour ago, because of Izumi Shizayoyo's sentence "You are from the West District. 』It directly caused Omiya to become emotional, as if he wanted to share his interests with Izumi Shizaya.

In order to prevent the other magical girls from the Eastern District who were watching from a distance from misjudging Omiya, causing injury or even death to Omiya, Kotori made a decisive move, knocked Omiya unconscious with a short-barreled revolver, and dragged Izumi Shibaya out of the scene .

"He's fine." Xiaotiaoyou was calm and composed. While drinking the can of Coke in his hand, he said to Izumi Shibaiya beside him: "My short-barreled revolver is a logic revolver, it just shoots out a thought. It didn't hurt him, I just made him think he was just having an infuriating dream."

"By the way, before I left, I stuffed 30 yen (5000 RMB) into his trouser pocket, and I made him think that I happened to help a rich man before and got lucky money. "

"Homeless people want to get rid of their identities, and sometimes what they need is a relief fund, so that they can clean their bodies, change into clean clothes, and then go to interview for a job." Xiaoniaoyou explained to Izumi Seventeen Nights "Maybe it won't be long before that Omiya-san won't have to be a homeless man anymore. Even if he continues to be a homeless man, at least he won't be hungry for a long time."

"Don't worry about him, and don't feel sad for him. It's not your fault that he's so miserable."

After Hequan Shiqiye listened to Xiaoniaoyou's words, she didn't speak, she just remained silent, drinking Coke sip by gulp.

Now Izumi Shibayo is repeatedly recalling the conversation an hour ago - every word of the man, every subtle expression and movement of every sentence, makes Izumi Shibaya tremble all over.

Izumi Shibaya is not afraid of violence, no matter men or women, humans or magical girls, she has dealt with many enemies in the past, and she even killed people when eradicating the extreme magical girls in the eastern district.

Even so, Shi Qiye felt so weak, pitiful and helpless when the man complained to her.

It's like the summer homework that hasn't been done during the summer vacation, the feeling that a pen can't create a miracle in one night.

The escape an hour ago made Izumi Shiqiye feel that it was the most embarrassing escape in her life, but she couldn't get angry at all.

Now she feels more hesitant and helpless in her heart.

Therefore, when Xiaotiaoyou asked her for the soul gem back 10 minutes ago on the grounds of buying two bottles of Coke, Izumi Shibayo had no worries.

Not only did she hand over the ring directly, and let Xiaotiaoyou out of her sight, she also ignored the telepathy of the other magical girls in the east who were responsible for keeping her safe and monitoring Xiaotiaoyou's actions.

Right now, she just wants to be quiet.

The first person to break this silence was Xiao Niaoyou.

"By the way, why do you want to change?" Xiaoniaoyou put down the empty soda can in his hand, and asked Izumi Shibayo who had already undone his transformation and was wearing the uniform of Dadong College in Dadong District: "You don't change. Can't you read your mind?"

"Yes." Izumi Seventeen Nights didn't hide anything, she said directly to Xiaotiaoyou: "My innate magic seems to only work when I transform, if I don't transform, I can't use it This magic."

"I read a lot after I was transforming, using magic, and getting inside that man's heart."

"That man, what he said is true..."

"He is from the West District, but in order to cater to the views of Kamihama City, as a poor man, he has to be a person from the East District."

"The result is still a historical reason."

With a slightly self-deprecating tone, Izumi Shibayo said to Xiaotiaoyou:

We Eastsiders are regarded as poor people or even bad people by Westsiders and even ourselves.But as people who were born in the East District, we want to give up, but we can't give up our birthplace, because we were born in the East District and grew up here. "

"It's like we were born with the original sin of history, branded poor and bad."

"If only I could start everything over again." Izumi Seventeen Nights tightly grasped his other arm with one hand, and said to Xiao Niaoyou beside him: "If I have, let All the power to come back will be fine.”

"...Since everyone doesn't want to be an 'East Sider', why don't we all become 'West Sider'?" Xiao Niaoyou said to the distressed Izumi Shibayo: "Since everyone doesn't like being an 'East Sider' , wouldn’t it be okay if it’s not right?”

"Hmm, how is this possible?" Izumi Shibayo sneered at Xiaoniaoyou's whimsical thinking, "I know a classmate, although she is poor, she got into the water name girls' school in the west district with her own grades."

"Despite all the humiliation and rejection. But with her own efforts, she improved the perception of her by the people around her. In the end, because of her people's framing, she caused everyone to criticize her, and she was persuaded to return to the school in the East District. , but was squeezed out by people from the East District, and now he no longer goes to school."

"...She did nothing wrong, and she can only be treated like this in the end." Izumi Shibaiya covered his cheeks with his hands in pain at this moment, and said: "Sometimes I think, such a Kamihama city is simply put it..."

"Since you can't change the 'Eastern District' into the 'West District', wouldn't it be good to let the 'East District' become the 'West District'?" Xiaotiaoyou ignored the distressed Izumi Seventeen Nights, still carrying all the A suggestion, "In this way, wouldn't discrimination also be eliminated?"

"...How did it change?" Hequan Shiqiye looked at Xiaotiaoyou and said in an unhappy tone: "How can history say that it has changed? Neither the Eastern District nor the Western District exists today, but existed hundreds of years ago. concept!"

"Really?" Xiao Niaoyou tilted his head, and asked Izumi Shibaiya with a puzzled expression: "Then why are the people from the West District persecuting the people from the East District? Or, what is the target of the persecution? ?”