Since they happened to meet each other, Amamiya Noriko captured Kudo Shinichi to help him get the things.
It's not that she can't carry it, but there are too many and her two little hands can't hold it.
The enthusiastic uncles, aunts, aunts and uncles in the shopping street, under the influence of her coming to shop from time to time on weekends, eating octopus balls, drinking a cup of milk tea, and eating chicken steak, have already regarded her as their precious daughter-in-law and granddaughter-in-law.
Noriko Amamiya occasionally worries whether she will gain weight due to being raised like this, but it seems that her exercise intensity is a bit high and she cannot gain weight.
I accepted it with peace of mind. I will give everyone's sons and grandsons the opportunity to confess to me.
Kudo Shinichi, who was carrying a bunch of things, had a dark face.
Can you stop accepting other people's wishes? I don't have that many hands anymore!
He really couldn't hold anything down.
Followed by Kudo Shinichi, who was carrying a heavy load, Amamiya Noriko leisurely walked to the shadow of the shopping street with her ice cream to avoid direct sunlight.
Kudo Shinichi looked at her back. If he looked closely, Amamiya Noriko was still fair and tender. Did she look like someone who had traveled abroad all summer?
"What did you do all summer? It wasn't dark at all. Did you stay in your room all day?"
"No." Amamiya Noriko shook her head, the ponytail on the back of her head swayed, then turned to Kudo Shinichi and blinked, stretched out her hand to point the ice cream at him, and said in a playful tone: "I have always been by your side.
In my heart."
Kudo Shinichi's heart skipped a beat, was he so cute? It was a feeling of palpitations.
Seeing that he looked stiff and not excited, Amamiya Noriko pursed her lips. This man had immunity.
Turning to look at the entrance of the shopping street, Amamiya Noriko's eyes lit up.
Kudo Shinichi followed it with a keen glance, and his eyes calmed down again. He wanted to watch a good show to calm down the mood of being treated like a mule——
"Shinichi, help me get it."
Amamiya Noriko put the hair rope tied into a ponytail on Kudo Shinichi's wrist with her backhand, and stuffed the half-eaten snow into Kudo Shinichi's only two free fingers for him to hold.
She untied her ponytail and let her soft long hair fall down. She had been growing her hair long since she entered junior high school. By the way, she brushed the bangs in front of her forehead with her fingers. When she wasn't fishing, she would move her bangs to the sides.
With her bangs down and her hair long, she looks like a cute junior high school girl with long, straight black hair. She is petite, weak, simple, and so childish that people can't help but feel the desire to protect her.
Noriko Amamiya narrowed her shining eyes and indulged in various studies. She had not fished for a full month and a half.
Now that a fish is delivered to your door, you can't let it go. Pick it up and put it back in your own fish pond.
Kudo Shinichi held Amamiya Noriko's ice cream with two fingers and took a deep breath. It's okay. There are more people in the football club who are worse than him.
A black Bentley Flying Spur was parked at the entrance of the shopping street. A young man with slicked back hair was sitting in the back seat. The driver with a bright bald head, black sunglasses and a suit came over to open the door for him diligently.
"Well, you're pretty good, much better than the last driver."
The bald driver said seriously: "Serve the young master."
"Hmm, let me see what the common people's shopping streets have to offer."
Master Oda got out of the car with his head held high and glanced at the crowded shopping street. It was almost the end of the summer vacation and there were still many people out shopping.
He shook his head in disgust: "There are so many people..."
However, his eyes suddenly focused on the shop next to him. In front of the Dafu shop, a girl lowered her head slightly, lifted up a strand of hair hanging down with one hand and tucked it behind her ear. She opened her mouth slightly and bit into the strawberry.
Enter Dafu.
After taking a small bite of the white and waxy strawberry daifuku, the strawberry filling is revealed, which is as delicious as the thin lips of the small bite.
Young Master Oda was fascinated. When he saw the girl still eating the dafu in small bites, he couldn't take his eyes away. He stretched out his hand and patted the driver: "Go buy a bouquet of roses and come back right away!"
"yes!"
The driver responded and was about to go to the flower shop on the shopping street.
But he was stopped again by Master Oda.
"Forget it, I confessed my love with roses, I can't do it again."
Master Oda thought calmly and then spoke out.
The driver nodded, it seemed that the young master was experienced.
Master Oda's eyes flashed with a calm light: "Let's just go straight this time. It's time for my young master's personal charm to shine."
The driver hesitated to speak, then looked at his young master, flipping his hair and getting up confidently.
Then the girl tilted her head, and showed a cute expression that was one part surprised, two parts puzzled, three parts ashamed, and four parts apologetic.
Looking at the little girl's petite cheeks that were slightly flushed with shyness, the driver couldn't help but sigh. Even though his young master usually acted carelessly and thought he was like a waste, his luck in winning a billion-dollar jackpot was still strong.
of.
Seeing the young master coming back with a happy face, he greeted him with a smile: "As expected of the young master! He succeeded by relying on his personal charm."
Master Oda's smile suddenly disappeared, "I was rejected again."
The driver choked up, so why did you come back with a happy face?
Young Master Xiaotian said with a look of regret: "She said she was still young, and I was too good and a good person, so they were not suitable for each other. Thank you very much for my kindness, and I hope I will meet a better person in the future."
driver:"..."
This is too standard...is it an illusion?
He looked at the cute girl and simply tilted his head. The somewhat confused look was really heart-warming.
This child is normal, and normal people would not be tempted by the young master.
The driver comforted him: "It's okay, Master, I'll do it next time."
He felt that it was not strange for people to encounter some setbacks. Just like the old man who had been trafficked for driving violations before and was taken to the Metropolitan Police Department for a back-examination, there would always be such setbacks. As long as he could overcome them, the problem would not be a problem.
big.
Master Oda sighed, his charisma almost made him successful, but the other person was too young to understand!
Seeing that the young master hadn't given up yet, the driver thought deeply that he might not be able to survive this setback.
"How about I try again?" Master Xiaotian touched his chin and saw his bald driver suddenly standing in front of him, leaving him with a broad back.
"Master, you go back to the car first."
The bald driver said in a low voice, his eyes under his sunglasses staring straight at the man walking out of the alley ahead.
Wearing a black trench coat, a black top hat, and long silver hair.
The bald driver just met the other person's eyes for a moment and couldn't help but avoid looking away. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He could feel that this person was very dangerous.
Just looking at him made me feel a huge pressure.
Seeing him looking behind her strangely, Amamiya Noriko turned her head, raised her head, and looked at Gin for a while.
Mr. Qin's eyes were cold and ruthless, with a touch of irritability.
After a long time, Amamiya Noriko blinked, suddenly moved to the side and said apologetically: "Uncle Gin, I'm sorry to block you, please please."
The two of them met by chance quite often, and Amamiya Noriko was almost used to the elusive gin, and she only had to ask if she had eaten.
Gin glanced at her with a cold gaze, and finally restrained the hand in his trench coat pocket from drawing out the gun.
It's not even necessary to eliminate traitors, so how can you shoot for this brat?
Gin left straight away. When he passed by, he glanced at the driver in front of him with disdain, and then got into the black Porsche 356a parked on the roadside.
The bald driver's back was soaked with cold sweat.
Vodka glanced casually in the car, and then his sunglasses slipped. Was it an illusion? He seemed to see the little girl again.
Gin Jiu said coldly: "Drive."
The vodka was quickly started, and the black Porsche 356a drove away from the scene.
Amamiya Noriko watched them leave, glanced at the alley, and vaguely saw someone leaning against the wall like a drunkard, Gin stabbed the traitor 1.
Kudo Shinichi was still far away, and Amamiya Noriko made an anonymous call to the police to collect the body.
If nothing else happened, Gin definitely left no clue, and this person must have died from drunkenness or some other method of death that ruled out homicide.
Otherwise, with Gin's efficiency in killing traitors, the police would have to suspect that there is a huge serial murderer.
But pretending to be an accidental death or other accident, this frequency is considered evil. Urban legend Qin Ye?
"The world in Japan is really too small, and I can even meet gin while passing by."
Amamiya Noriko thought to herself that she should at least ask Chie-san to prepare a bulletproof vest. If she kept doing this many times, sooner or later she would be shot by Gin.
This world is really dangerous.
But in the final analysis, the fish pond is still not strong enough. The refusal just now gave me a little more agility, and I have to continue rushing.
Can't stop.
The bald driver hurriedly took his silly young master away from this dangerous place.
As soon as Kudo Shin saw that the show was over, he came over with a bunch of things belonging to Amamiya Noriko.
"Refused?"
"I'm sure, you think it's you?" Noriko Amamiya said matter-of-factly, and then looked at his hand: "Where's my ice cream?"
Kudo Shinichi gritted his teeth: "It's already gone!!"
Now his hands are still sticky and he can't wash them while holding a bunch of things.
"Oh...then go and wash it."
Amamiya Noriko carefully avoided touching his hand and took the things so as not to get on her return gift.
Kudo Shinichi: "..."
Really, no one can be more annoying than Noriko Amamiya.
Kudo Shinichi turned around and went to wash his hands. When he was rubbing his hands, he was stunned. Amamiya Noriko's hair rope was still on his wrist. It was a black hair rope with a cyan butterfly ornament. I have to say that Amamiya Noriko's hair rope was still on his wrist.
My vision is quite good.
Xiaolan and Yuanzi passed by and said in surprise when they saw him: "Xinyi, what a coincidence, are you shopping here too?!"
Kudo Shinichi turned around, what day is it today? Do you all like to go shopping in this shopping street?
He said hello: "Good morning, Xiaolan Yuanzi."
Sonoko's eyes fell on the hair rope on his wrist. Shinichi would definitely not use this thing, right?