Chapter 84 first quarter

The rain in September is more endless than the rainy season.The weather forecast said that the rain would stop at night, but the rain, as fine as powder, still enveloped the entire street. Noriko Kurihara walked into the shopping street in front of Nerima Station on the Seibu Ikebukuro Line. The aisle in front of the store was covered with a canopy, and it took about ten minutes to walk from the station to the apartment. Passing by the door of the electrical appliance store, "SAY YES" of "Chuck and Asuka" was playing in the store.I heard that this song is the theme song of a popular TV series, and the CD is also a big seller.Dianzi then remembered that a colleague mentioned that today seems to be the last episode.She hardly watches TV.

Once out of the shopping street, there is nothing to cover the rain.Dianzi had no choice but to take out a blue and gray checked handkerchief to cover her head, and walked again.A little further ahead there was a convenience store, she went in and bought tofu and scallions.I also wanted to buy a transparent umbrella, but I gave up after seeing the price. Her apartment is located next to the Seibu Ikebukuro Line, with two bedrooms and one living room, and the monthly rent is 80,000 yuan.It was too big to live alone, but when she was looking for a house, she had planned to live with someone.In fact, the man had lived there a few times, but that was all.After those "few times" she was alone, and the spacious room became superfluous.But she didn't have the energy to move, so she stayed like this.Now, she is glad that she did not move.

The facades of the old apartment buildings were wet from the rain and turned an earthy color.Noriko, careful not to get her clothes wet from the rain on the wall, climbed up the outdoor ladder of the apartment.There are four households on each of the first and second floors of this building, and she lives in the innermost household on the second floor. Unlock the lock and open the door.The room was dark, and the kitchen and the Japanese room inside were not lit. "I'm back," she said, turning on the kitchen light.There are people at home, just look at the shoe-off place in the entrance.Dirty sneakers over there, that's all "he" has.

In addition to the Japanese room inside, there is also a Western-style room.She opened the door of the Western-style room, which was also dark, but there was something glowing inside, a computer screen by the window. "He" sat cross-legged in front of the screen. "I'm back." Dianzi said again towards the back of the man. The man's hands that were typing on the keyboard stopped.He turned around, glanced at the alarm clock on the bookshelf, and then turned to look at her. "It's so slow." "I was left behind. Are you hungry? I'll make dinner right now. Today is soup tofu, okay?"

"It's all right." "Then just wait a moment." "Dianzi." The man called to her who was about to go to the kitchen, and she turned around.The man stood up, approached her, and stroked the back of her neck with his palm. "Are you wet?" "A little bit, it's okay." As if he didn't hear, the man moved his hand from her neck to her shoulder.Through the knitted fabric, Noriko felt a strong grip. Just like that, she was hugged tightly, unable to move.The man sucks her earlobe, he knows her sensitive spot well.He manipulated his lips and tongue roughly but dexterously, and Noriko felt a surge of electricity behind her, making her unable to stand still. "I... can't stand anymore," she gasped.

Even so, the man still didn't answer, and supported her who wanted to sit on the ground.Soon, he relaxed the strength of his arm and turned her body away from him.Then he lifted up her skirt and pulled down the stockings and panties.After fading below the knee, step on the right foot and take off all at once... Soon, like a wave approaching from far away, she could no longer stand, her legs trembled violently, and she fell to the floor with her hands on the ground, her shoulders heaving up and down, panting, and her ears ringing in her head. The man zipped up his trousers, and then, as if nothing had happened, he returned to the computer, sat cross-legged, and typed on the keyboard.From the rhythm of his fingers, he couldn't feel the slightest disorder.

Dianzi propped himself up feebly and put on his clothes. "I'm going to prepare dinner." She leaned on the wall and stood up. The man's name is Akiyoshi Yuichi, but Noriko doesn't know if this is his real name.Since he himself claimed to be so, she could only believe it. Noriko met Akiyoshi in mid-May this year.The weather was cool that day, and when she returned to the apartment, she saw a man squatting by the roadside.A thin man in his thirties, wearing black denim trousers and a black leather jacket. "What's wrong with you?" She asked while checking the man's condition.The man's face was distorted, his forehead covered with bangs was covered with sticky sweat, his right hand pressed his abdomen, and he waved his left hand, as if saying nothing.However, he didn't look like he was okay at all.Judging from the position of his abdomen, it seems to be a stomachache.

"Let me call an ambulance for you." The man waved his hand and shook his head at the same time. "Do you always do this?" she asked. The man continued to shake his head. She hesitated for a while, said "wait a minute", then climbed the stairs of the apartment, entered the residence, filled the hot water in the thermos with the largest mug, added a little cold water, and brought it to the man. "Drink this." She brought the mug in front of the man, "No matter what, you must clean your stomach first." The man didn't reach out to pick it up, but instead said something surprising. "Is there any wine?"

"what?" "Wine...whiskey is the best. Just drink it down and it won't hurt. Once upon a time, that's how I got cured." "Stop talking nonsense, it will hurt your stomach. You drink this first." Dianzi handed over the cup again. The man frowned and stared at the mug, reluctantly took it, and took a sip. "Drink it all and wash your stomach." Hearing what Noriko said, the man showed a disgusted expression.But he didn't complain and drank it all in one go. "How do you feel? Throwing up?" "Somewhat." "Then you'd better spit out the contents of your stomach. Can you spit it out?"

The man nodded and stood up slowly.He pressed his belly, trying to get around to the back of the apartment. "It's fine to vomit here. It's okay, I'm used to seeing other people vomit." It was impossible for him to disappear silently behind the apartment without hearing Noriko's words.For a while, he didn't come out, only moaning now and then.Dianzi couldn't leave without leaving, so he waited where he was. The man finally came out, and his expression looked a little more relaxed than before.He sat down on a trash can by the side of the road. "How is it?" Dianzi asked.

"It's better." The man said coldly. "That would be wonderful." Still frowning, the man sat on the trash can with his feet raised, reached into the inner pocket of his jacket, and took out a pack of cigarettes.He held one in his mouth, ready to light it with a lighter. Dianzi approached quickly and took the cigarette away from his mouth.The man was still holding a lighter in his hand and looked at her in astonishment. "If you love your body, it's best not to smoke. Did you know that smoking will cause gastric juice to be secreted dozens of times more than usual. This is why a cigarette after a meal makes you happy like a fairy. However, smoking on an empty stomach, The gastric juices can damage the lining of the stomach, and the result is a stomach ulcer." Dianzi broke the snatched cigarettes into two and looked for a place to throw them away, only to find that the trash can was under the man's buttocks. "stand up.".She threw the cigarette in, then stretched out her right hand to the man, "give me the box." "Box?" "cigarette case." The man smiled wryly, reached into his inner pocket, and took out the cigarette case.Dianzi took it, threw it into the trash can, closed the lid, and clapped his hands. "Please, you can sit down." Hearing what Dianzi said, the man sat on the trash can again and looked at her with some interest. "Are you a doctor?" he asked. "How is that possible?" She smiled. "But it's not far away. I'm a pharmacist." "Oh," the man nodded, "no wonder." "Is your house near here?" "right." "Can you walk back by yourself?" "No problem. Thanks to you, the pain is gone." The man stood up. "If you have time, it's best to go to the hospital and let the doctor see it. Acute gastritis is actually terrible." "Where is the hospital?" "Hospital, the nearby Konogao General Hospital is good..." Dianzi was only halfway through when the man shook his head: "I mean the hospital where you work." "Oh." Dianzi nodded, "The Affiliated Hospital of Imperial University, on the side of Dihuang..." "I know." The man started to walk, but stopped, and said back, "Thank you." "Please take care." Dianzi said.The man raised a hand as a greeting, and then walked on again, disappearing into the night streets. She didn't expect to see him again.Even so, from the next day, even when she was working in the hospital, she couldn't help thinking about him.Did he really come to the hospital?Thinking so in my heart, I went to the waiting room of the internal medicine department to look around from time to time.If the prescription written in the pharmacy is related to stomach problems and the patient is male, she will stretch out the infinite imagination in her mind while dispensing the prescription.However, the man did not appear in the hospital, but reappeared at the place where they met, a full week later. That day, she returned to the apartment after eleven o'clock in the evening.Dianzi's work is divided into day shift and night shift. At that time, she was on night shift.The man was sitting on the trash can just like last time.Because the sky was very dark, Dianzi didn't recognize him, so he pretended not to see him and hurried past.To tell the truth, she felt a little hairy. "The Affiliated Hospital of Imperial University really squeezes its employees," the man said to her. When Dianzi heard that it was him, he exclaimed, "Why are you here?" "Waiting for you, I want to thank you for what happened last time." "Wait for me... since when did you wait?" "I don't know," the man looked at his watch, "It seemed to be six o'clock when I came." "Six o'clock?" Dianzi opened his eyes wide, "You waited for five hours?" "Because the last time I met you was six o'clock." "I was on the day shift last week." "Day shift?" "I'm on the night shift this week." Dianzi explained to him that his job has two working hours. "Well, since I saw you, it doesn't matter." The man stood up, "Let's go have a meal." "Now there's nothing to eat around here." "Take a taxi and you'll be in Shinjuku in twenty minutes." "I don't want to go too far, I'm tired." "Oh, then there's nothing I can do." The man raised his hands slightly, "Next time. Then I'm leaving." As he spoke, the man turned around and started walking.Looking at his back, Dianzi was a little anxious. "Wait!" She stopped the man and said, "There should be more over there." She pointed to a building across the road. The building has a "Denny's" sign on it. While drinking beer, the man said that he hadn't been to this kind of popular and cheap western restaurant for five years.There was a plate of sausage and fried chicken in front of him, and Noriko ordered a Japanese-style set meal. Akiyoshi Yuichi was the name he reported at that time, and it was also printed on his business card.At that time, Noriko had no doubts that he would use a pseudonym.The company name of Memorix was printed on the business card. He said it was a company that develops computer software, and Dianzi had never heard of it. "Anyway, it is specialized in contracting computer work." Regarding his company and work, Akiyoshi only explained the above to Dianzi.Since then, he never mentioned this topic. On the contrary, he was very curious about the details of Dianzi's work, and asked carefully about the job form, salary, allowance, and daily work content.Dianzi thought that these things would make him feel extremely boring, but when listening to her talk, his eyes looked extremely serious. Noriko is not inexperienced with men, but on dates in the past she has mostly been listening.She was already clumsy with her speech, and she didn't know what to say to please the other party.Akiyoshi, however, wanted her to talk, and in whatever she said, she seemed extremely interested.At least it seems so. "I'll contact you again," he said when they broke up. Akiyoshi called her three days later.This time, they came to Shinjuku.While drinking in the coffee bar, Dianzi talked a lot, because he asked her questions one after another, asking her about the situation in her hometown, her growth experience, things about her school days, and so on. "Where is your hometown?" Dianzi asked. His answer was "nothing" and got a little irritated.So she stopped bringing up the subject.However, from his accent, he was from Kansai. After leaving the shop, Akiyoshi sent Noriko back to the apartment.The closer she got to the apartment, the more confused she became.Should I say goodbye as if nothing had happened, or should I ask him to come up and sit down?While hesitating, Akiyoshi gave her a reason.Walking to the apartment, he stopped in front of the vending machine. "Are you thirsty?" she asked. "I want to drink coffee." He put the coin into the machine, glanced at the products on display, and was about to press the button for the canned coffee. "Wait," she said, "I want coffee, I'll make it for you." His fingertips stopped in front of the button, and he retrieved the coin without looking particularly surprised. After entering the door, Akiyoshi looked around the room.Dianzi drank the coffee, his heart fluttering.Because she was afraid that he would find traces of the "last" man. He sipped his coffee with relish, and complimented her on how clean the room was. "I seldom clean these days." "Well, the ashtray on the bookshelf has a layer of dust, is that because of it?" His words shocked Dianzi, and he looked up at the ashtray.That's what the last "he" used, and she doesn't smoke. "That...it's not because it wasn't cleaned." "Oh." "Two years ago, I had a boyfriend." "I don't really want to hear that kind of confession." "Ah... sorry." Akiyoshi stood up from the chair, and Dianzi thought he was leaving, so she also got up.As soon as she stood up, his hand stretched out.Before she could make a sound, she was hugged tightly by him. But she didn't resist.When his lips came closer, she relaxed and closed her eyes.