Chapter 12 third quarter

It was late at night, and Ion walked up the ramp of Baixuan Store.Taking care to avoid acquaintances, he walked cautiously through the international market in front of Chiyoda Inari Shrine. What happened to the twin street kids who used to hang around here?Ian looked under the booth covered with blue plastic sheeting, but there was no one there. Thinking that Mogami must have placed the two of them anyway to take care of them, Ion felt that he was in a world so far away.But now he has a clear goal, and Ian is proud of himself. Ion tiptoed into the mixed residential and commercial building behind the Inari Shrine, and opened the door of the locker store.

Sure enough, it was the pistol lady looking at the shop.The old woman is wearing a red blouse full of fur balls and the same red hat, watching a TV the size of a pocket book and drinking coffee from a can.There are boxes of mochi on the table. Seeing Ion go in, the pistol lady glanced at him and put on a dirty face.She immediately threw the TV into a drawer. "It's been a long time. Where are you going? I won't hire people who are absent without reason anymore. It's too late for you to regret it." "I'm sorry." Ion apologized. "If I'm sorry and it's okay, there will be no need for the police in the world! Haven't you heard this sentence? Even if you kneel down to me, I will never hire you again."

Ion saluted silently. "Really sorry." "It's useless to tell you. Even if I apologize, I won't forgive you." "I don't mean that." "Then which one are you referring to?" "Can you lend me Auntie's pistol?" As soon as Ion finished speaking, his hand had already grabbed the black leather bag that the old woman put on the table. "what are you doing!" The old woman hurriedly wanted to stand up, but Ion kicked the chair reflexively.The pistol girl was kicked like that, and fell to the ground with a somersault.Ion took the opportunity to grope inside the leather bag.There is something made of steel at the bottom.Ion looked at the pistol with a black body in his hand.It's unbelievably heavy and ominous.

"What are you doing to the old man!" The old woman fell to the ground and muttered, but Ion, who was obsessed with pistols, didn't listen at all.The pistol is a rotary five-shot, and it is loaded with lead-colored bullets. "Is this a real gun?" There is no need to ask the old woman, Ion can also feel the ominousness and courage of the genuine product.Compared with this, the automatic rifles and rifles carried by the Luminous Troops are obviously just toys. Ion fondled the gun body intoxicated.He felt that as long as he had this gun, he could do anything.He can take revenge on the Luminous Force, and he can also meet the Bronze Brothers.From then on, he will bid farewell to hunger and cold, and he will no longer be lonely alone.It doesn't matter if you don't see Mogami and Camiko.

"Unfortunately, it's a model gun." The pistol girl panted and propped up her upper body.She smoothed the thinning hair that had been dyed orange, picked up the red hat that had fallen on the floor, and put it on. The old woman stared at Ion with strong anger and great disappointment in her eyes.Ion turned his eyes away and stared at the pistol. "Liar, this is a real gun." "It's a fake gun." Ion pointed the gun at the old woman.The old woman was unmoved and sneered. "You shoot. It's useless to shoot. It's a model." "But there are bullets in it."

"It's all fake, and it's used to deceive fools like you." "Then I'm going to shoot." When Ion was about to shoot towards the ceiling, the old woman yelled: "Stop! You will shoot people upstairs!" "It really is a real gun." Ion smiled. The pistol woman grabbed the table leg and barely got up.She accidentally knocked over the can of coffee, and Ian silently watched the scene where the white mochi in the box was stained brown and the stain spread on the table. The old woman was slightly dumbfounded, and helped to sit on the fallen chair again.She seemed to hit her waist, moaning and stroking.

Ion was taken aback, and looked at the pistol woman.He originally wanted to ask "Are you okay?" but felt a strong anger and kept silent.He had an incredible feeling, as if he had just realized what he had done to the old woman, but on the other hand it was still like a dream. "You're a big fool, Ion." "maybe." "No maybe, you're a big fool. What's wrong with you? Has something happened?" Ion fell silent.He only worked in this store for two days, but he has become a completely different person from that time. "What's the matter?" asked the old woman again.

"It's okay." Ion rummaged through the old woman's purse. "What are you looking for?" "Bullets. Out of bullets?" "Is five rounds enough?" Ion was very disappointed, but thought that there should be other ways to get the bullets, so he put the gun into his backpack.He wanted to leave the store, but the pistol lady called him: "Wait a minute. Do you have nothing to store in the locker?" "No more." Ion replied without turning his head.For him now, all that matters is money.He bought a down jacket, took a shower, gave Sabu 1,000 yen, and left about 8,000 yen.The money kept him alive.

"Put this in, people need things like this." The old woman opened the drawer, took out a square envelope and gave it to Ion.Ion picked it up and looked at it. It said "For Ion". "Mogami. He wrote a letter in hiragana for you who didn't go to school. Just read it." Ion flipped over on his back.The address and Mogami's name seemed to be written on the back, but Ion could barely read Chinese characters.He tore open the envelope roughly. "Is there no money in it?" The nasty accent was learned from Sabu.The envelope contained only two sheets of letter paper.Ian glanced at it and saw the words "I'm very worried about you", and hurriedly stuffed the letter back into the envelope.Although he wanted to see what Mogami wrote, but he also knew it was too late.

Ion took out a hundred-yen coin from his pocket.The locker at number thirty-eight happened to be empty.He threw in the top letter, closed it roughly, and held the key before the old woman.The key to the number plate thirty-eight was soaked in poured coffee. "Take the key away, it's yours." The pistol lady said angrily. "I do not want." "Why are you so pitiful, kid? It's the first time I feel pitiful for you. The road you're going to go will only end in hell. If you don't want to go to hell, take this key and get out now. You need someone to rely on."

"I don't need it!" Ion yelled. "Then don't come here forever!" The pistol woman gave a thumbs up and pointed down vigorously. Ian ran down the stairs of the residential-commercial mixed building, thinking that Mogami would be greatly shocked when he learned about this, and couldn't help but feel heartbroken.But he also felt that it was impossible for Mogami who had a photo album to understand his mood.Sabu, who was thrown in the subway toilet at birth, made Ion have a greater resonance.That's right, I prefer that kind of person - Ian said to himself. It was a night with thick clouds and no stars.But also because of this, the chill eased a little.Ion was wandering beside Lubu.Still nowhere to go, he felt the weight of the pistol in his pack supporting him. Ion was eager to get into the underground where Sabu disappeared.However, the road leading to the underground mall at night is restricted and cannot be entered.He thought of the stairs leading to the darkness, and imagined that he had entered the ground from the caves that were quietly opened everywhere, and was running freely.He really wanted to join the underground gang and act under the instructions of the Brothers of Steel.Then take revenge on the guy who "executed" him. Ion walked from the slope of Songtao towards Shibuya Palace.As the distance approached, the burnt smell also drifted over.The chains were undone, and the door flew wide open.Ion walked through the yellow "No Entry" tape and approached the wreckage of the building.The Shibuya Palace was burnt to the point that there was no trace of wreckage left, and only a few charred roof beams remained in the huge land, as if it had been bombed by war, it was appalling.Ion originally hoped to pick up something. Because it was too empty, Ian stood still, when suddenly the light of a flashlight approached from the gate, it was a police officer. "what are you doing there?" Ion ran away.He hurried around to the back of the house, climbed up the wall and jumped down.It would be a disaster if the contents of his backpack were found.He heard footsteps catching up, ran desperately, rushed into a small park, got into the grass behind the public toilet, trying to hide until the police officer left. "Get out of the way, this is my den!" Suddenly a man's voice sounded.Ian ran out in a hurry again, with nowhere to go, what should I do?Ion thought of the cold underground wind blowing up from under the stairs.It seems cold in there, but there must be a partner.own true partner. Taking advantage of the dark night, Ion came to the streets of Shibuya and entered the "Manga".Manga is the abbreviation of Manga Cafe.It is a cafe where you can read manga and surf the Internet.The cheapest time slot is more than 80 yuan per hour, so Ion rarely comes.But tonight is special with a gun in hand. Ion entered Manka's box and hugged his backpack to his chest.He was worried that he would over-rob, and he couldn't sleep peacefully.Ian dozed off drowsily, always dreaming the same dream.Mogami and Camiko appeared and smiled at him with a smile.Then the self in the dream apologized to the two of them.Say "I'm sorry" like apologizing to the pistol girl.He knew that he was on the road of no return.