Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

Shiga Prefecture is located at an important node between several counties along the coast of the Sea of ​​Islands and cities in the Kinki area, so there is a well-developed transportation network around the east side of Lake Biwa.

When you are not in a hurry, taking the train and bus from Maibara City to enjoy the scenery of Lake Biwa is the most convenient and cheap way to get to Otsu City.

"I found the ticket vending machine."

Sanqianzi stood in front of the ticket vending machine and operated it awkwardly. It was the first time she used this kind of device.

"Site, line, money, ah, it's a bit expensive, it's okay, I have enough money." Sanqianzi put the pocket money he had saved into the coin slot.

The price of line transportation in the island country is not uniform. According to the different operating companies, the lines are cheap and expensive.

The sky had just dawned, and it was the first time for Sanqianzi to leave the route to school and run to the station alone. After getting the ticket, she immediately curled up and sat on the bench.

Fear, fear, and news of all kinds of children being killed make small places seem unsafe.

The time for the train to arrive at the station is 5:15 in the morning, so we have to wait a little longer.

She looked down at the red children's shoes on her feet, with worries, excitement, and fear mixed in her heart.

Is it not good to run out in such a bang, and I talk to Angel sister like that, if Angel sister is really run away by myself, how can I explain Caizi's complaints in the future.

Just when Sanqianzi was thinking wildly, the old employee in the security room came over with a hat. He had been observing for a few minutes, and the child was sitting alone on the bench.

"Little friend, are you riding alone in the car..."

Startled, Sanqianzi almost fell to the ground with an ahh, she shook her head vigorously: "No, no, I was with my mother, she just happened to go to the bathroom, and she will be back soon."

"Yes, with the adults."

"Uh-huh!!"

"Bang bang bang."

At the end of the sleepers, the train roared with its headlights on, smashing the gray sky.

In the eyes of many people, trains are objects full of images. There are train fans all over the world. With the blessing of Lake Biwa, the trains running on the edge of Lake Biwa are famous objects in the photographer's camera.

Avoiding the sight of the railway staff, Sanqianzi boarded the train immediately after checking the ticket.

Due to the harsh climate, the population along the coast of the island country is not large, and the passenger capacity of the railway traffic on this line is not high, and in addition, it is early in the morning, and the seats around Sanqianzi are all empty .

Someone was snoring in the carriage, someone had just woken up, and there was a faint smell of food.

The breakfast made by that guy Yonehara was too bad. After arriving in Otsu City, I wondered if I could buy a meal with my pocket money.

Otsu City, it is also a big city.

"Hm Chi Hm Chi."

Feeling the power of the train moving forward, looking at Lake Biwa suddenly appearing and slowly receding outside the window, Sanqianko's eyes reflected the light of water and sky.

…………

Otsu City.

The city where the government office is located shows a little bit of a slightly grand layout. Although low-rise residential buildings still dominate the mainstream, a few tall buildings can also be seen.

But the thinking of some Tokyoites still makes sense. Except for our Tokyo, the whole island country is a village!

The monks in the temple took brooms to clean up the rubbish on the streets. As priests, in addition to their role as psychologists, their remaining role might be sanitation in front of the door.

The surrounding residents are buried in the temple property cemetery, and it is not an ancient temple. Few people from other places come to buy real estate after death.

Seeing the tall Yumu walking to the gate of the courtyard, the monk bowed his head and said kindly: "Hello."

The monk is the same no matter who he meets when he enters the cemetery. Such a smile can make those who come to pay respects feel that the monk seems to recognize him, and the sad days are brightened by this smile.

It turned out that I was more or less a person, and the monks in the temple still remembered me.

Meticulous religious service etiquette.

"Um."

Yumu is just holding a white flower for sacrifice in his hand, there is no one else around him, that's all, it's simple to the bone.

"Eight rows in, turn left, the fifth, um, this one."

A small tombstone appeared in front of Yumu. Compared with the surrounding forest of majestic tombstones as tall as half a person, this monument can only be called a dwarf.

Just like the person under the stele before his death.

【Tamaki Yuma】

The inscription on the stele is also extremely simple, as if afraid of others discovering his past from the clues of each stroke, he uses the most standard font.

Not to mention a short life introduction and epitaph, there is not a single black and white photo on the tombstone.

"Mom, that's it. I wish you all the best in heaven."

"Brother, let's go."

"Uh-huh,"

A couple in their thirties and forties who looked like siblings placed a bouquet of flowers in front of the tombstone, then got up and left immediately.

When Yumu came in, the two of them seemed to have just squatted down, and when he walked to the tombstone, they had already finished their work.

Individuals have their own joys and sorrows, and Tamaki is very open.

After I die, I don't know if anyone will come to the tomb to express it.

"Worry."

Putting the sacrificial flowers in front of the tombstone, Dean Yumu clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and meditated.

After the siblings left, the cemetery was so quiet that one could hear the monk sweeping the floor.

"Two flowers."

The monk's cleaning was rusty, and white jokes grew beside the tombstone, so counting the one he put on, there were two flowers at a time.

However, it is far from the full and colorful ones in front of other tombstones.

"Very good, two flowers."

Tamaki took out his mobile phone and checked the time. Ayako should still be sleeping. Even if there is a letter of introduction and she wants to have surgery, she still has to obey the arrangement.

"Time flies quickly, but also very slowly. Not long after you left, Mi Yuan, the follower, returned to the orphanage with a full head."

"He is not suitable for breaking out in society. Oh, by the way, I told you about this three years ago."

"Then change it to something you don't know..."

"Yuma, that little girl is now seven years old."

"Primary school student, first grade."

"I have grown up safely, but the injury on my foot is still there."

"Unexpectedly, you deliberately hid from Yonehara to Otsu City, and some things still cannot be avoided. Today I brought her to see a doctor, and I also came to see you by the way."

"If at that time……"

Yumu squatted on the ground, just about to touch the tombstone with his hands, when the mobile phone in his pocket rang.

It was an unfamiliar phone number, but it was indeed a local call from Shiga Prefecture.

Adoptive family? Foster child?

"Hello? Hello, I'm Tamaki..."

"Dean Yumu, did Sanqianzi go to your place?"

It's a woman's voice. After being widowed and semi-resigned, Dean Tamaki and women have entered a semi-insulated state.

The young voice should be, Poor Takahashi, how did this angel get the phone?

No, the question is three thousand sons?

"Three thousand sons?"

"She went to Otsu City to look for Ayako."

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