Chapter 193 How many times does the comet need to come?

After paying, Miyamizu Miya got out of the car and carefully sorted out the clothes that were not wrinkled.

We're going to meet soon, Kyosuke.

Walking onto the sidewalk from the parking area and then crossing the zebra crossing. When walking in the middle of the highway, the girl deeply felt how tall Hojo Keisuke was. With such a wide zebra crossing, he could cross one and a half steps.

Just raise your head and you can see the familiar and unfamiliar apartment. Her heartbeats faster and louder, and even on such a street, you can hear clearly.

Really, calm down Miyamizu Miyaha. How do you go to see Kyosuke like this? He will take him to the hospital for a physical examination as soon as he meets him! He raised his hand and pressed his chest heavily. The girl frowned slightly, feeling a little distressed.

Compared to yesterday, the trees in the green belt in front of the apartment look fresh and tender, because it has rained.

Thinking of this, Miyamizu Miya looked at the carport.

Huh? Why is Rocket 33 not here?

After blinking, the steps towards the apartment stopped and walked towards the carport. It was obviously here when I saw it yesterday? I carefully confirmed that I didn’t see the motorcycle like a big black cat. The girl turned her head and began to be distressed again.

Could it be that Kyosuke has gone out? But the signing meeting is still very early.

The excitement was reduced a little, and the disadvantage of her going out made her a little depressed. The motorcycle was a major feature of confirming whether Keisuke Hojo was at home. He might not be at home when the car was there, but if the car was not there, he would definitely not be at home because that guy would not lend the motorcycle to others.

Or, go up and take a look...

Just like an athlete who had just fired the gun but found that the shoelaces were dispersed, thinking that Kyosuke might have been meeting Naoto Kwan, the moment of frustration made the girl even want to go home.

After wandering around, longing defeated depression.

Come on! How could you just give up like that!

After cheering herself up, she looked up at the dark gray apartment in front of her again, and walked over.

701!

Exhale, breathe~~~

Her chest kept rising and falling, and the girl tried hard to calm her tension.

"Hello, good morning, Kyosuke~~"

No, you are not Sakura, so don’t say English is not standard at all.

"That, I'm here, Kyosuke."

Ah, this is not OK, it’s a rare meeting, it’s like something.

"Good morning, do you want to have breakfast together?"

Very good, that's it! Miyamizu Miya squeezed the shopping bag she was holding in her hand. It was the bread she had to buy every time she exchanged her body, but she didn't write it down in the memo once, just thinking that one day she would eat with Keisuke Hojo.

Although it is the kind of Russian bread made of wheat noodles, she inexplicably felt it was delicious and kept it hidden in her heart as a treasure. The last time she made it for Hojo Kyosuke as a gift for the apartment, she also asked the clerk for advice and imitated it after asking the clerk for advice. Unfortunately, the kind sister was not in the store today.

Raising his hand and taking a deep breath again, the girl rang the doorbell, then quickly lowered her head and checked her outfit again.

She even smiled in advance, ready to lift the bag in her hand to show it. Because she knew that what Kyosuke couldn't stand the most obsessive-compulsive disorder was the doorbell, and he would definitely open the door as soon as he heard the sound, if he was at home.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Isn't there really there? The luck in my heart was shattered. Miyamizu put down the bag in his hand, jumped up, and touched the door frame.

Huh!?

Why are the keys gone?

This is the secret that Miami Miya discovered when he was hygienic. That childish ghost, Hojo Kyosuke, actually put the key on the door frame.

But she didn't want to open the door and go in by herself now. It was just that Rocket 33 was not there and Kyosuke was not there, which made her feel like she was looking for the wrong place. So she urgently needed a proof that this was indeed the home that had countless connections with her.

How could it be?

Open your phone and want to log in to the account of You Yingliang and the others. I asked Naoto-kun if he had already started signing the sales meeting, but it showed that the account did not exist.

Then I can only go directly to Minglun Bookstore, which is the bookstore that held a signing ceremony today.

Counting out 200 yen from the wallet, I bought a ticket, and looked at the wallet that had been slimming down. The witch sighed.

Kyosuke, please let me find you quickly, otherwise I will almost lose my travel expenses to go home.

Fortunately, the morning rush hour had passed, and the boxing ring-like subway returned to calm. Only a few late students were chatting on it, two of whom were wearing the school uniforms of Dongcheng Middle School.

Strangely, isn’t Kyosuke still on holiday? Why is there anyone who has started school? Is it the people of other grades who start school early?

Looking at the familiar black school uniform Miyamizu Miya tilted her head in confusion, and turned her head away before the other party noticed his sight.

Aylon Bookstore is located in Jinbocho, Chiyoda, and Maruzen Bookstore is at both ends of the street. It may be because there are a number of publishing houses such as elementary school museums and Iwaha Bookstores. Therefore, there are many well-known bookstores, and of course, it may also be reversed.

There is a ginkgo tree at the entrance of the bookstore. In April, the ginkgo tree has not yet grown tender leaves, and it is bare and ugly. Compared to the place surrounded by cherry blossoms in Tokyo, it seems a bit deserted.

Yes, it was almost time for the signing party, but there was no one in line at the door.

The popularity of "Love Metronome" should not be so low. This is the first time that Kasuko has signed a sales meeting, and it is not surprising that the entire sidewalk has been occupied.

The bizarre scene made Miyamizu Miyaha's head a little confused. Did he get on the wrong train and arrive in another Tokyo? Walking into the bookstore, because it was class time, the store was as deserted as outside, with only a few people reading the book.

The point is that there is no need to ask at all, she knows that there is no plan to hold a sales signing party here!

Did you get the wrong location? No, such a simple name is as clear as you saw it just now, how could you get it wrong?

Oh by the way, would Kyosuke go to the smokehouse for breakfast?

As if she grabbed the last straw, the girl took the subway again, and this time her destination was the shopping street in front of Kasuga Station.

The wallet lost a little weight again.

"Qiledo"

The sign with the black and white characters I saw through the rain yesterday has now become a water drink shop. I must have remembered the wrong location. Thinking of this, the girl returned to one end of the store street and looked over one by one.

No, still not!

Wuming's irritability arose from the bottom of her heart, making Miyamizu Miya feel her chest hot, her head is in chaos, and she can't concentrate at all. She has been running around early in the morning until now, and the sandwich I bought at the convenience store outside Tokyo Station in the morning has been digested. She has seriously consumed both her spirit and physical strength and walked into the Qile Duoshui Drinking Store.

After ordering a glass of ice coke and asking the clerk that she could eat her own food, she started to eat bread while drinking ice coke, and then slowly began to tidy up her thoughts.

Kyosuke, who was supposed to be at home, was not at home, and the signing party that was supposed to be held was not held. The restaurant that was supposed to be at this place became a water drink shop.

Even if it is my fault to suddenly visit without making an appointment, is it so difficult to just meet? Moreover, Kyosuke is not the kind of neon person who must make an appointment for anything.

Is it the god who is stopping the two from meeting? The girl who can't figure it out even though she scratched her head, brought the problem to the most familiar area, trying to use Shinto knowledge to explain it.

Sighing heavily, the girl lay on the table, her hands holding the bread drooping down weakly, without any appetite. The brown coke in the glass kept bubbled, and the ice cubes in the glass collided with each other, sometimes silent and sometimes floating.

The clerks began to welcome more. It turned out that it was already lunch time, and all the students from nearby schools rushed into the shopping street. In April, the female college students wore fashionable short skirts early, and middle school students and high school students also wore private school uniforms full of fashion sense. They talked about the new British foreign teachers in the school, or some shops that were on sale today.

Miyamizu Miya felt like she was back when she first walked on the streets of Tokyo, but now she no longer feels inferior because of her old-fashioned school uniform.

Go back.

A soft sigh appeared in her heart, and a helpless and bitter smile appeared on the girl's face. Perhaps the two were destined to meet through memos.

She lifted the cup and drank the remaining coke in one go. Her taste buds were stimulated by the sprinting bubbles. She burped her burping wildly, and then bit the ice cubes in her mouth hard.

No! How can I just go back like this!

There are so many places to find, but if it really doesn't work, wait at the door until he returns home!

...

The sun yawned, as if she had been relieved of the whole day. Although her face turned red with joy because she could get off work, the temperature was almost gone.

The seat of Miyamizu Miyazaki platform, the golden afterglow softly draped on her body, but a little temperature could not be brought to her. The brown paint on the armrest of the chair had become mottled, and the missing piece was like Honshu Island. It was like the Tokyo capital that she had been searching for all day without finding anything.

Her feet had blisters, with a biting pain. In order to divert attention, she turned her head and looked at the poster behind her.

“FUN!TOKYO!”

To be honest, Tokyo is not fun at all! People here treat the sidewalks and subways as bastards who are having fun in the boxing ring! The girl who is full of anger is thinking viciously in her heart.

She went to the Old Ancient River Garden in the North District and wandered outside for a long time but didn't expect any reason to enter. She regretted why this place had not really become a scenic spot. She went to Sakura's Baibaihe Academy again, but unfortunately she didn't even know about Sakura's class.

With the last hope, I went to Dongseong and found a boy who looked familiar and asked Hojo Kyosuke's name, but the other party was confused and asked her who it was.

What's wrong with this world? There are still people in Dongseong who don't know Hojo Kyosuke!? She asked several more people in disbelief, but no one knew.

Something went wrong in this world!

The girl who returned to the apartment again and still couldn't find Kyosuke Hojo finally gave up. It was not that she didn't work hard, but that the gods were making trouble!

She leaned on the chair weakly, and the soft backrest could not make her feel a little better. Let's go to Itosuke when the next exchange.

Although the sun has not yet set completely, there are already traces of comets in the sky.

I really want to watch the comet with Kyosuke~~

Miyamizu Miya heard the sound of the tram moving.

The tram entering the station brought a boring sound of brakes and a wind that made the lady hate. The girl didn't care about her hair being blown by the wind, and she sat there firmly, waiting for the tram to stop completely.

Anyway, I will be back to Itomao soon, and Kyosuke can't see it.

However, as the train slowed down, the human eyes could finally see the people and things above, and the girl's eyes suddenly widened. I don't know whether it was the afterglow of the sunset or the sudden appearance of hope. A bright light appeared in the big brown eyes.

Then, that's it!?
To be continued...