Guide to Part-time Work with Animals in Judaiime Club

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"It was returned?" Sakurada Yong was stunned.

"Yes." The staff at the courier station sighed, "It was returned by a lady who asked us to post the courier wherever it was sent from."

"But we don't know who sent this box. It's really distressing." The staff moved the box that had been stored for a long time back to the shelf.

"By the way, sir, seeing that you are very concerned about the appearance of this box, do you know who sent it?"

Sakurada Yu shook his head and walked away silently.

The courier was sent by him, and there was a large amount of US dollar bills in it, which was enough for an ordinary person to spend a lifetime.

Originally, it was intended to compensate the family of the child who was unfortunately involved, but unexpectedly, the family did not receive any money.

He took out his lighter and lit a cigarette, standing at the street for a long time.

He didn't take a puff of the cigarette, and the cigarette sticks gradually burned out, leaving only a pool of ashes. He stared at the street with passing vehicles in a daze, and it took a long time before he came back to his senses.

Then, he threw away the cigarette stick in his mouth and raised his hand to stop a taxi.

Today marks No. 30 two days since his defection from the Port Mafia.

The reason why he dared to walk on the street so swaggeringly was because the leader of the organization had changed, and now no one would continue to pursue his whereabouts boringly.

I heard that the new successor was a doctor who had served the old leader before. Before he died, the old leader wrote a "Silver Hand Letter", expressing his desire for the doctor to succeed him.

However, the "Silver Handbook" can also be forged, and no one knows whether the handbook is real or not.

But what does that have to do with him?

Anyway, he has already left the organization, and he is no longer a member of the Port Mafia.

He sat in the back seat of the taxi, looking sideways at the scene slowly passing by outside the window.

In fact, his original idea of ​​defecting from the organization was not that strong.The old leader treated him well. Even though he was sick in bed for a long time, he was old and his head was not so clear, and he always gave some unrealistic orders, but he couldn't deny that the old leader was a wise leader.

As for why you want to defect.

The old chief knew the existence of [Book] through the rumors that leaked from nowhere.

When people get older, especially when their bodies are getting worse day by day, they will inevitably fear the coming of death.

The old chief is no exception.

Especially when he could no longer get out of bed and could only survive with catheters and infusions, the fear of death on his face became more and more shallow.

It's just that he thinks that as the leader of the port mafia, the leader of an organization that occupies a seat in this city, he should be different from ordinary people.

"Aida-kun, get the [book]." These were the words whispered by the old leader in bed one afternoon a few months ago.

One of the five cadres of the Port Mafia, Aida Zhencheng, knelt on one knee in front of the hospital bed, bowed his head respectfully: "Yes."

After several twists and turns, Aida Zhencheng followed the rumors that came from nowhere, followed the clues, and really found where the [book] was.

Far in the sky, close in front of you.

That day they were standing in an undeveloped seaport.

The setting sun was gradually swallowed by the sea level, and the color of the sky became darker and heavier.

There is the sound of crashing waves on the seashore, and the ebb and flow of the tide. After listening to it for a long time, it will make people feel noisy.

"Sakurada, don't be so stingy." Aida Zhencheng held a semi-automatic pistol in his hand, and looked at him with a smile, "Good things, shouldn't they be shared together?"

"Give the [book] to me, and we will take it back to treat the leader."

[Book] is actually just an old book that has been torn apart and is only about one-third the thickness of the original book.This book was inherited by Isamu Sakurada from his late grandmother, who was rumored to be a rich man with a lot of money, and this book of unknown use was also bought by his great-grandmother at a huge sum of money.

He didn't know what the book was useful for at first.

After getting it from his grandmother, he ignored it and left it in the basement of his house.

It was not until his mother repeatedly asked him to protect the book before his death that he remembered the existence of the book.He wanted to ask his mother what was so special about this book, but before he could ask, his mother closed her eyes forever.

It turns out that this is a [book] that can realize people's wishes.

"Do you think I will believe you?" He looked at Aida Zhencheng who was raising a gun at him, and sneered: "Why do you care about the life of the leader? In fact, I really wish that this old man died sooner."

Although there are five cadres, Aida Zhencheng is the cadre who is most recognized by members in the organization, and he is the one who dominates other cadres in terms of power.

If there is no accident, after the leader dies, he will be the next leader.

The man on the opposite side was just snorting softly at first, but in the end it gradually turned into a maniacal laugh that was no longer suppressed.The ear-piercing laughter was like the howling of cold wind stuck in the pipe, his body twitched following his voice, and finally stopped after a long time.

"Sakurata, to be honest, let's cooperate. After the leader dies, I will definitely succeed him. You give me the book, and we can stand at the pinnacle of this city together."

"No, no no no. Not only in Yokohama—"

"As long as there is that book, as long as there is that book! The whole of Japan, the whole of Asia, and the whole of the earth can be ours—"

There was a mad light in the dark eyes of the man opposite.

"Impossible." Isamu Sakurada interrupted him coldly.

Ever since he knew the function of that book, he felt that he had an extra piece of hot potato in his hands.

——It must not be allowed to fall into the hands of evil people.

This was the first thought that popped into his mind when he dug out the broken book from the basement.

"Sakurata, do you know why the old leader will use me more than you?" Aida Masunari raised his eyes full of scarlet blood, "Because——"

"You have no ambition."

"Everyone is climbing up, but what about you? Are you content with the status quo?"

"It's useless to talk, let's stop here, Aida." Isamu Sakurada interrupted the man again.

He silently took out a silver-black pistol/gun from his pocket, and pointed the black muzzle towards the man with a flat face: "I knew it from the moment you approached me. Today, you and I— —”

"Only one can live."

The deathmatch shootout broke out that day.

Obviously it should be a deserted Haikou, but Isamu Sakurada never thought that his girlfriend who was a teacher in the kindergarten would pass by here when she was sending the children in the kindergarten home.

What was even more unexpected was that the child would run over like flying when he saw the sea.

Blood splattered.

He saw the child lying in a pool of blood, and heard his girlfriend moaning in pain after being shot.

The long string of reason broke at that moment.

What happened on the way, to be honest, he can't remember clearly.The adrenaline soared, the roar of madness, and finally threw Aida Masunari's "corpse" into the sea with his own hands.

Everything happened so fast.

So much so that he didn't have time to react, a child passed away so unexpectedly.

The dead child was named Inamori Yuki.

It's a child in his girlfriend Seri's class.Originally, because the parents were busy with work, they had to send the children home for the parents, but unexpectedly, such a thing happened.

The taxi drove to the destination.

He got out of the car and walked forward along the residential area, and soon saw the word "Daomori" marked on the front of a house.

Whether it was the owner's carelessness or some other reason, none of the iron gates in the outer yard of this house were locked.

Isamu Sakurada hesitated for a moment, then chose to push the door and go in directly.

He walked all the way into the house, the door of the house was also ajar, and as soon as he entered the house, he could hear a woman crying.

Then, he saw a woman dressed in pitch black kneeling in the living room and crying towards a portrait, with a young girl standing next to the woman.The girl was just quietly accompanying the woman with her head down.

"Yuki, Yuki."

"It's all my mother's fault. It's my mother's fault. My mother shouldn't have picked you up that day."

He saw the woman shrink into a ball, tightly hugging the portrait in her arms.

"You're still so young, you're still so young."

"In the world over there, how do you take care of yourself? You are alone, you are alone, and no one is with you."

"Yuki-"

The woman wailed hysterically.

Isamu Sakurada stood in the dark, feeling a chill down his back and numbness in his scalp.

He has no children and cannot empathize with the pain of losing his own flesh and blood.But he still remembered the empty sense of loss he felt when his mother died.

The woman returned the entire box full of banknotes.

Is there any way, is there any way to help this bereaved mother?

He pondered for a long time.

Until he heard the woman whisper—

"Yuki, Mom wishes you could come back."

"Come back, okay?"

Isamu Sakurada left.

That day he went home, searched out the book he kept, and wrote a story on it.

There is a story about "Inamori Yuki".

Isamu Sakurada sat on the hospital bed.

His face was pale, especially after touching a book with a shiny green cover, his expression froze.

Just a few minutes ago, when Sawada Tsunayoshi came to visit, he asked him a question——

"Mr. Sakurada, have you vaguely noticed that you may have lost part of your memory?"

Sakurada Yuki nodded silently.

"I have a way to remind you of those memories." Tsunayoshi Sawada frowned slightly, showing a look of compassion, "Those memories may make you very painful, but they can let you understand the whole story."

"Do you want to know?"

Those who make a wish to the book will lose the memory of that story when the wish is fulfilled.

But as long as you come into contact with the "book" form of [book] again, those memories can return to your brain in an instant.

"Ah, so it is like this." The man on the hospital bed stared at the front with absent-minded eyes, and murmured weakly: "So, it's all my fault."

As if suddenly recalling something, he quickly sat up and called out, "Sawada."

"Yes."

"Yuki. Where is Yuki now? Do you know? Do you know where she is?" Sakurada raised his hand and grabbed the sleeve of the brown-haired youth.

Sawada Tsunayoshi lowered his eyes and did not speak.

"Ah. Is that so?" The man lowered his head and slowly let go of Tsunayoshi's sleeve.

"Then, was she in pain before she left?" He raised his head again, and his eyes, which were sunken deep in the sockets, were full of watery light at this time.

The young man standing by the hospital bed was flushed with redness at the end of his eyes.

He took a deep breath, blinked his eyes a few times, pondered for a long time, and then said slowly: "Before Yuki left. It wasn't in pain."

The young man slowly closed his eyes and said softly, "She left peacefully."

The man in the bed didn't speak any more.

The air seemed to freeze, and the entire ward was unusually quiet.

It wasn't until a strange sobbing sound came that Sawada Tsunayoshi opened his eyes in surprise.

He saw the man sitting on the hospital bed, who was usually expressionless and rarely had emotional ups and downs, became sobbing.

"Sawada." He heard the man piece together his name from broken syllables.

"It's the first time for me to hear you lie."

The author has something to say: QWQ will probably talk about Ms. Inamori again, the main text is over, and I will write some sweet extras later.

Yuki actually died when she was less than five years old, and it was Uncle Sakurada who revived her.Because it was created by the book, she will become the best carrier for storing book fragments.

Just, it's all life.Poor kid qwq

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