"Diet? Then I have a book recommended to the little lady." Even when it comes to the topic of "death", the old man did not show any surprise or strange eyes. He just thought for a moment and smiled clearly, and thought of a book that matched him for Alice.

"What is it?" Alice looked at the old man curiously and turned to the third bookshelves. After a few seconds, she walked over with a medium-thick red book, bowed slightly, held the book with white gloves, and handed it to Alice with both hands.

"That's this one."

Alice took the book with both hands and read out the words: ""Full Self-Killing Manual"?"

She opened the first page curiously and looked at the preface, which was a book that elaborated on different ways of pursuing death. If it was not ideal, please do not try the preface like the method in the book, and instantly understood what the content of this book was.

Are there various ways to pursue death?

It's really suitable for Dazai.

When Alice wanted to continue to look back and see the specific method, a hand with white gloves covered the pages, preventing Alice from turning the pages.

Alice raised her head and met the old man's kind eyes, "Little Miss, let's leave the rest for your friends. The most wonderful thing is to keep the surprises, right?"

She blinked her eyes and obediently followed the old man's wishes and closed the book again.

The old man naturally withdrew his hand and guided Alice to check out the front desk.

Alice found out the bank card of Senou and Foreign Foreign Affairs very well. She was not surprised at all why such an old bookstore that looked like a sense of age actually had such an advanced machine as Pos machine. She was not curious about how she, a child, took out a bank card that did not belong to her, but the old man didn't ask anything.

After swiping the card and collecting the documents, Alice suddenly remembered something, looked at the old man who helped her put the book in a light blue book bag, and said crisply: "Grandpa, can I still bring my friends to buy books here in the future?"

"Of course. This bookstore is in business. If other customers can choose the books they like, I will certainly welcome them." The old man sealed the book bag in his hand and gently pushed it towards Alice.

"Thank you~" Alice stopped the packaging bag and thanked the old man. When she arrived at the door, she waved to the old man.

The old man raised his hand to respond with a smile, watching Alice's lively little figure disappear into the afterglow of the setting sun.

"What a good kid."

A long sigh echoed in the bookstore surrounded by wood fragrance. Without this only customer, the bookstore regained its original quiet time.

As soon as she stepped out of the bookstore, Alice suddenly disappeared from the spot, leaving only a dark blue butterfly, which flew into the sky and flew towards the highest and most iconic building in Yokohama.

How come out and go back.

After returning to the room with satisfaction, Alice put the gifts, opened the door, and ran to the office of Senouwai.

"Rin Taro, I'm back!" Open the door to the main conference room and it's your own person.

Alice turned her toes and flew away like a butterfly, landed beside Moriowai, grabbed his sleeve and said, "Lin Taro, I met a good person today~"

As if she had discovered something good and was eager to find an adult to show off, Alice stared at Senouwai with bright eyes, and the expectation in her eyes was obvious.

I don’t know if it was because of reincarnation and the magnetic field of the world, but Alice felt that when she acted coquettishly with her "elders", she felt that she was not at all uncomfortable, and it could even be said that practice makes perfect.

Perhaps it was because she was competing for favor with other brothers when she was with her mother?

But she seems to be the only daughter? Ah, she has been out for too long and she will forget the appearance of some of the brothers she remembers.

Alice, who felt guilty for a second, quickly recovered her spirits and looked at Senouwai with anticipation.

Of course, Senouwai read the meaning in Alice's eyes, and asked very much along Alice's meaning: "Ah, you have to thank them very well. Where did Alice Jiang buy the gift today? Have you bought all of them?"

"I've bought it all. It's a gift that my grandfather chose for me. He is a good person!"

grandfather?

Senouwai asked thoughtfully, "Does Alice Jiang still remember what he looks like? Dad will send someone to thank him~"

This period is a bit sensitive. Although it is not a young man, it is not ruled out that the guy who was targeting the port Mafia sent to deliberately approach Alice Sauce.

"Remember! Do you want me to draw it? I'm super amazing in painting!" Alice was eager to try.

Senouwai nodded, took out a blank A4 paper from the drawer, took out a box of brand new crayons like magic, placed it next to his document with a smile, and patted the empty chair next to it, which was very obvious.

"Alice Chan, sit here and draw? You'll be tired if you keep painting~"

Alice was more respectful than to sit on her special chair, take apart the crayons, and start out on the blank paper in different colors.

Mori Owai's expression, who had been watching Alice's painting, was still smiling at first, and then as Alice used the colors, his expression began to be wrong.

"I've finished painting." Alice pushed her painting toward Mori Ouwai with satisfaction. As soon as she looked up, she was about to praise her, and when she met Mori Ouwai's particularly solemn face.

"Rin Taro?"

Senowai looked at the painting on the white paper, took a deep breath, and confirmed to Alice: "Alice Jiang, are you sure it's this person?"

"Yes, does he know Lin Taro?" Alice looked at Moriowai with a little confused.

Senouwai breathed out, and a smile was forced out on his face: "Alice Jiang, are you really drawing someone?"

He clicked a little white paper and looked at the various colors on it, with a person whose outline could no longer be called a personal person, with a stiff face.

Alice: "?"

She widened her eyes, raised the drawing paper, and made a very similar argument to Moriowai: "Why is this not a person anymore! This is his eyes, nose, hands, hair and hat!"

Alice would change the point of point every time she said a part, and she looked so angry that she couldn't make a steel.

Senou Foreign: "..."

If he hadn't said in advance that he was an individual, he would have almost thought he was a shriveled orange.

Alice, who understood everything from Senouwai's expression, burst into tears in an instant, jumped off the chair with her painting in her arms, and left angrily.

"Rin Taro is a fool!"

"Bang!"

The sound of closing the door was heard. Sen Ouwai, who was left in the main conference room, was speechless for a while. After a while, he lowered his head and rubbed his temples tiredly.

Should he sign up for Alice Chan to have a painting class?

Or is it possible to teach online classes?

At least don’t use the soul painting technique that is passed down from his lineage...

——Off topic—

Natsume Soseki: Abnormal disciple!
Chapter completed!