He looked like a young man in his twenties.
He looked even more desolate than when they first met when they moved.
He was wrapped in a long black coat, and his neck was wrapped in circles of white cloth that ignored gravity and floated like old bandages. The young man looked unusually pale and thin. With the dark circles under his eyes and dispirited stubble, Huaguo thought he was an unemployed young man.
Until now …
Although she woke up a little early these days, most of the office workers started to go to work at the same time.
She would bump into him a few times on the way.
Even the few who worked the night shift …
She thought about the door next door that was rarely opened.
She looked at the box of instant noodles and the box of mineral water behind him.
She also saw the socks in the pair of flip-flops on his feet. A toe that was unwilling to be left out was showing up and greeting her.
Huaguo suddenly fell into deep suspicion.
As expected …
He was unemployed, wasn't he?
Due to the long period of Hero activities, Xiang Ze, who rarely had half a month off, did not expect to be gloriously on the list of unemployed young men in the eyes of his neighbors after only two meetings.
"Then, goodbye."
It was not that he did not think about traveling during the holidays, but based on the current criminal activity and the scarcity of heroes, he was afraid that he would subconsciously start working again as soon as he left the house.
This way, he would be alone without the protection of the law firm. It would be troublesome for him to be interviewed by reporters.
In this superpower society where most of the population had a so-called "personality", there were countless professional heroes who could display their own personality.
Although he was one of them, he was not the kind of person who liked to be in the limelight.
The fewer times he could appear in front of the news, the better. If he could avoid being interviewed, he would try his best not to be interviewed. If he could not speak, he would not speak.
Therefore, other than the famous hero who announced his name, not many people would associate the name 'Eraser' with him.
Sleeping at home was the best choice, wasn't it?
He had slept for two days and one night. If it was not for his hunger, he would have taken the opportunity to carry the instant noodles and mineral water back to sleep when there were fewer people in the morning. Xiang Ze thought silently.
However, before he turned to the stairs of his apartment, he heard the rough sound of plastic bags rubbing against each other and the faint but clear footsteps behind him.
He turned around abruptly.
Then, he saw the girl who was in front of him at the convenience store just now. She was carrying two huge plastic bags and following behind him.
"… Are you following me?"
Did he look like a fat sheep?
Puzzled, he reached out a hand to touch his chin. The stubble on his head was short and itchy. He was wearing the same set of clothes he wore the day before yesterday. After sleeping in the sleeping bag, his clothes were wrinkled like a rotten vegetable leaf.
His hair was also wild like a chicken coop.
Even though he had slept for so long, he didn't need to look in the mirror to know that the dark circles under his eyes hadn't disappeared.
How could he lure an underage girl to secretly follow him?
Seriously — —
'How blind …'
"Don't follow me anymore."
Blocking the staircase behind him, he looked at the young girl behind him. Moreover, he had gotten enough sleep. For some reason, he looked at her as if she was a lost lamb, and his tone became much gentler.
"I don't like little girls."
This inexplicable yet natural conclusion was announced in such a grandiose manner.
Huaguo originally thought that she remembered him. Just as he was about to further improve the friendly relationship between neighbors, he was shocked by the words of the Flying Immortal. He almost threw the plastic bag in his hand away.
Not only did he lose his job, but he also started to lose his mind …
His originally friendly eyes couldn't help but have a hint of pity. "I know."
Thinking that she had accepted his tactful rejection, Xiang Ze nodded in satisfaction. He didn't look at her anymore. He held the two boxes in his hands and wanted to go up the stairs.
But he moved.
Huaguo, who was still blocked behind him, naturally moved up the stairs with him.
The sound of footsteps didn't disappear. Instead, it reverberated along the iron stairs and became more and more obvious.
"Why are you still following me?"
Xiang Ze, who felt that he had already made himself clear, heard the footsteps that were not far away but were actually close to his door. His eyes suddenly drooped even more.
"I live here." Huaguo was inexplicably looked back by the other person and was confused.
"Why are you living here?"
Confirming that the other person was very annoying, Xiang Ze's tone was no longer as friendly as before. He was almost aggressive as he pointed at the four doors in the corridor.
"Mr. Tanaka in 201 is still single."
"Miss Kurosawa lives in 202. She went back to the countryside a week ago."
"Yoshimura's family in 203 moved away a month ago because of an overseas business trip."
"I live in 204."
His voice was a little louder. Xiang Ze, who was already starving, could faintly hear the ringing in his ears.
However, he still suppressed this uncomfortable feeling and looked down at the girl behind him.
"Then where did you say you lived?"
“203”
"You!" Just as he was about to continue to refute, his brain, which was a bit drowsy from too much sleep, suddenly became clear.
Xiang Ze, who originally wanted to accuse her, stopped and stood there in confusion.
He seemed to remember — —
That day, when he was on vacation, he didn't sleep for long before he was woken up by the unexpected doorbell.
Because his brain wasn't very clear, when he crawled back into his sleeping bag, he forgot everything.
'What did that female voice say?'
It seemed to be …
"New resident?!"
Xiang Ze pursed his lips and finally looked at Huaguo, who was behind him.
Because of the difference in height, he had been staring at the other person's head from the beginning.
At this moment, he lowered his head and met the girl's bright emerald eyes. The fragmented memories finally floated up one after another.
Tsk.
So embarrassing.
He scratched the back of his head. The ringing in his ears didn't decrease but increased. "Ah."
What was her name again?
He seemed to remember "flower" …
Flower … fire?
.....
Forget it.
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