Chapter 237

the following afternoon.

Kanagawa Prefecture, on the outskirts of Yokohama City, Daisy Welfare Institute.

This is a dilapidated welfare institution consisting of a mottled three-story building and a large playground.

"So that's the case, Yueyingjun passed away four years ago..."

In the office, the tall Siena was talking to a middle-aged man with a sigh of relief.

"Yes, although it is cancer, it was very peaceful when I left. Please feel my condolences."

The middle-aged man in an old suit in front of him nodded slightly.

"May he rest in the arms of the Lord."

Siena sighed, made a cross in the air, picked up the cross necklace on his chest and kissed it.

It is surprising enough that this old friend, who used to work together and lost news 22 years ago, suddenly wrote an email to himself ten years ago, saying that he had been working in a welfare home during this period.

Unexpectedly, when they set foot on the land of Japan again, the other party had already returned to the embrace of the Lord.

On the back side of the door frame, you can vaguely see small heads, squeezing around and looking at the situation in the office.

"Wow, really black, living black!"

"Get out of the way, I can't even see it... It's so tall!"

"That is, I secretly overheard Brother Araki mentioning that these black people are quite strong and durable..."

Mochizuki Ayano, who was leaning on the corridor with her arms crossed (?), looked at a few boys in vests and shorts, ranging in age from five to twelve or thirteen, who thought they were hiding on the door frame. , and curiously looked at Siena, the "big black" inside.

No wonder, in this small orphanage, it should be the first time that black people appeared.

"It's so scary... It's even more scary to see from a close distance. Will Uncle Yanagida be in danger... I heard from Brother Araki that black people have strange hobbies."

A short-haired little girl who was only about six years old stood behind a group of boys with a worn-out rabbit doll. She looked like a little adult and worried about the safety of "Uncle Yanagida" in the office.

"The recent orphanages are instilling some strange things in the children..."

Hearing the words of the children, Mochizuki Ayano only felt an inexplicable and familiar headache welling up on her forehead.

"I don't know, the cemetery is... I want to worship..."

I didn't care about the noise outside the door. Inside the office, the conversation between the two continued.

"please follow me……"

"There is Dean Lao Liutian."

Having said that, the middle-aged man named Yanagida led Siena out of the office.

"Ah, run, the attacking blacks are here!"

"Uncle Liutian also came out!"

Seeing the two turn around, several boys outside the door ran away in a hurry.

"You guys, you want to call me Dean... In other words, now is the time to read, run slowly..."

Yanagida looked at the boys who ran away in a swarm with tears and laughter.

Only the little girl who hadn't reacted was left, standing not far from Mochizuki Ayano...

"The leaves are too thin to taste... woo... wow..."

Seeing the tall black man looking at him, with a "diabolical" smile and sharp white teeth, he seemed to want to reach out and touch himself...

The little girl who called herself "Leaves" hugged the rabbit doll in her hands and cried aloud.

"I... am I so scary?"

Seeing Mochizuki Ayano had to step forward to comfort the little girl who was crying in the storm, Siena scratched her head and showed a wry smile.

...

five minutes later.

"The orphanages are all children. They have always been so noisy. Please forgive me..."

"If you say that, you will be disrespectful. The Holy See has also built many welfare institutions in the Middle East to accommodate war orphans. This kind of atmosphere makes me feel very friendly."

Following behind Director Yanagida, Siena and Mochizuki Ayano walked up the narrow stairs to the third floor.

"President Qingren was frugal all his life. Except for some personal things left to posterity after his death, all his inheritance was donated to the welfare institution, and he did not purchase a cemetery..."

"Yueying-jun, as his name is, he is a person who can make people feel the warmth of sunshine."

"His ashes and tablet are enshrined in the orphanage, in the room where he was alive."

Saying so, Yanagida pushed open the door of a room in the corner.

The rich sandalwood fragrance comes from the pavement.

"Ayano-chan, this dean, and you are also old, let's worship together."

Saying so, Siena walked slowly into the room.

"More than 20 years ago, the first time I went to Japan, it was Mr. Moon Shadow who gave me a tour guide..."

Having said that, Siena seemed to remember some pleasant memories and showed a bright smile.

"Have an old one with me?"

Mochizuki Ayano, who didn't intend to go in, was stunned for a moment, but followed behind her obediently.

This is a traditional tatami single dormitory.

In addition to the closet and the low table, there are also two full of books such as "New Hundred Stories", "Kamakura Ancient Century", "Hundred Ghosts Night Walk Book", "Rashomon", "Tribal Culture in the Middle East Conflict" A large shelf of various old books such as Interpretation.

It can be seen that the owner of the room was a very knowledgeable and book-loving person before his death.

In the small room, three men were sitting respectfully at this time.

The moment Siena stepped into the room, the three men turned to look at him at the same time.

The three men's gloomy faces, criminally-filled sitting postures, and murderous eyes naturally made people feel as if they had strayed into a gangster's handmade medicine factory and were about to be silenced.

A blond man with sharp eyes and a hexagram engraved on his temples.

A pair of dreadlocked men with dangling eyes and a cold radiance.

A short cut-headed man in a black suit with a pink badge and "I'm a black policeman" written on his face.

In short, these are three men who can spread crime out of thin air and let the police "automatically draw their guns" while walking on the street without making a deliberate expression.

Looking at the three of them, Siena's sharp nerves, which have been influenced by the war in the Middle East for many years, almost let him touch his waist subconsciously.

Realizing that he was not carrying a weapon, Siena couldn't help laughing at himself because of his oversensitivity.

What are you thinking, this is peaceful Tokyo.

Even if someone suddenly pulls your clothes away from you, what will be revealed will only be undressed, covered with leg hair, standing upright with a lower body of only 5cm, not a belt made of explosives.

"Why are the three of you still here... There is an old friend of Dean Qingren here. If you want to pay homage, you quickly let it out."

In the face of these three people, Dean Yanagida was not at all timid, and was chasing people with the same familiarity as the elders and the younger generation.

"Ah~lightnovelpub.net~ I'm sorry, Uncle Yanagida... It's the same guy before the second year. I have to report to Uncle Qingren that I was jumped by an immortal, and I don't even think about how many times he has been jumped... …”

The man with the golden oily head touched the back of his head and smirked, staring curiously at the dark-skinned Siena, and got up together with the other two to leave the room.

Siena nodded slightly to them and entered the room by mistake.

"Illegal child labor by the Metropolitan Police?!"

"Araki Sosuke and his bad friends?!"

Seeing Mochizuki Ayano who had been blocked behind him, both sides let out small exclamations at the same time.

"Hey, what a bad friend, we are also ruthless characters with names and surnames."

"Yes, don't think that you can look down on people with a high police rank..."

Two other "passers-by" immediately protested.

(End of this chapter)