Chapter 897 This little Lolita is definitely acting, right? !
The group was noisy, mainly about the garden and red always argues about everything.
However, Fujino did not feel that the two of them were really quarreling because of anger. Instead, their relationship gradually improved because of the quarrel?
Come to think of it, Okino Yoko and Ikezawa Yuko are also like this...
Maybe this is the reason why the confrontation suddenly becomes passionate?
Fujino didn't quite understand this routine, but he still understood some of it.
Just like him and his group of good friends.
The better friends you are, the more solid the relationship between them will be.
Conan, Lao Ma, Black Chicken and Black Fish are like this.
Fujino thought to himself, looking at the two people who were occasionally bickering, and felt that this was quite good.
After all, they are a group of young people hanging out to have fun. If everyone has a gloomy face, there will be no atmosphere of teenage life.
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As the sky gradually darkened, hundreds of lights in the village lit up.
In the living room of the B&B, a group of people sat around a small pot that was exposed on the ground.
The boss, Mr. Yan, lit the small pot, while his wife, Gentleman, brought fresh ingredients from the refrigerator in the kitchen for everyone.
"Well, this is what it felt like in ancient times!"
Everyone sat on the floor around the small pot. Suzuki Sonoko waved the river fish skewered on a bamboo stick in her hand, looking lively and excited.
Mao Lilan seemed more quiet, holding the miso soup and taking a sip: "Miso soup like this made in an old pot does have a special taste, right, Conan?"
"Mmmmmmm!"
Conan on the side nodded in agreement.
"Well, it's really good..."
Ooka Hongye behaved in a rather dignified manner, as if she was attending a family dinner. She held a bowl of miso soup, thought for a moment, and said with a smile, "In this atmosphere, does it feel like experiencing the life of ordinary people in ancient times?"
Huiyuan Ai picked up the rice, glanced at Hongye beside her, and complained in her heart: "This young lady seems to like to evaluate common people from the perspective of aristocrats..."
"Ha ha……"
Fujino gave a dry laugh. He was no longer surprised by this Kyoto lady's harsh words.
His ancestors were all aristocrats, and he probably never cooked for himself.
If their ancestors saw them eating in a place like this, they would probably be so angry that they would curse their descendants for falling into such a state of destitution.
Fujino picked up a piece of soft white tofu from the pot, blew on it twice and put it into his mouth.
It's called miso soup or something, but in fact, it's just cooking hot pot.
This was the case in ancient Japan. There was probably no other way to cook except boiling.
By the way, miso soup is the soup base of hot pot.
Although there is no habit of drinking hot pot soup in China, in resource-scarce Japan, anything edible is a precious resource that cannot be easily discarded.
Compared to China's vast territory and rich resources, Japan has been a tiny country since ancient times. It was so poor that it could only risk going to the sea to catch fish. Even for something like puffer fish, countless people have learned a correct and safe way to eat it.
Actually, think about it, China is the same.
After all, in any era, civilians are the ones who suffer the most. Things like konjac, mushrooms, and Guanyin soil were all forced out when there was an extreme shortage of food.
"Hey, Mr. Fujino, do you want some wine?"
At this time, Madam Gentleman came over with a wine glass and asked Fujino, "The wines here are all homemade specialties."
"I don't need it."
Fujino smiled politely and declined, "After all, I am still a minor."
"Oh, I'm really rude then."
Mrs. Junzi was surprised for a moment, and she forced a smile on her old face: "After all, Mr. Fujino, you look very mature, and you seem to be about the same age as my son... and your name also contains the word zhi."
"What son!"
At this time, the boss Nagakura suddenly stood up, looking a little excited: "I have never considered that kind of person as my own son, and I don't have a son like that at all!"
"Anada..."
Madam Junzi was stunned for a moment when she heard this: "No matter what... Rongzhi is too pitiful, right?"
"shut up!"
"Didn't we agree not to mention this kind of thing to outsiders?"
Mr. Xi looked serious, said something in a stern voice, then turned and left the living room.
"My husband... is just like that. Don't take it to heart."
Mrs. Junzi bowed politely to everyone, then turned around and chased after them.
“What…?”
Suzuki Sonoko looked at the two of them, a little stunned: "Isn't this boss's temper a little too weird?"
"It should be something about their son."
Ooka Hongye thought for a moment and said, "The boss doesn't want to mention his son. It must be because something happened... that caused him not to be mentioned."
"But isn't this too harsh?"
Mao Lilan couldn't help but sigh: "He doesn't even recognize his own son..."
“Maybe this is the traditional Japanese concept.”
Ai Huihara was standing by, taking a sip of the miso soup and placing her hands on her knees, looking mature and unsurprised: "Living in a traditional village like this, they naturally take traditional concepts very seriously. For a traditional family, a child who becomes a disgrace is a disgrace to the entire family."
"Well, this is what they call keeping dirty laundry out of the family, right?"
Ooka Hongye glanced at Huihara Ai with a strange look, and then explained as if nothing had happened: "In fact, in some families in Kyoto, things like this are very common. People are kicked out of the family because of something shameful... After all, for a family, a person who brings shame to the family may be expelled from the family, and even their name may not be retained. It is highly likely that no one in the family will mention them anymore."
"Well, it's pretty much the same here. For example, if some young masters do something too outrageous, they will be expelled from the family. It's almost impossible to mention it in front of others. After all, it's a family scandal, and speaking it out always feels like provoking others."
Suzuki Sonoko agreed with her idea and found common ground, but at the same time she couldn't help but look at Haibara Ai deeply.
They both had the same idea in their minds.
This child clearly looked like a little girl before.
What the hell is this mature feeling now?
Are you performing with us?
This little Lolita is definitely acting, right? !
"So cruel..."
Mao Lilan was not familiar with such things. She just lowered her eyes and sighed: "Not only can we not keep the name, we can't even mention it. We are obviously a family."
“This is the clan concept.”
Fujino crossed his arms, not surprised. "Just like the family tree in some places in China, the family tree records the achievements of a person throughout his life for future generations to admire. It is the greatest honor to have a separate page for the family... Similarly, being excluded from the family tree is the most shameful thing for a family member."
"For example, Chinese traitors, scum, and national criminals who have done something that angers the heavens and the people will basically have their entire family tree erased, and their entire family will even be implicated and despised... As for the criminals, they will be severely recorded in the history books and will be infamous for thousands of years. In serious cases, statues will be erected and despised by the world, but this has little to do with the family."
After a pause, Fujino continued, "But it's hard to say about family matters. After all, being kicked out of the family isn't necessarily wrong. Sometimes the person involved may just be doing what he wants and going against the interests of the family."
"Just like Romeo and Juliet!" Suzuki Sonoko was no longer sleepy when she talked about family.
After all, she is the eldest daughter of a large family.
But their family doesn't have such a serious concept.
But her elder sister is not finding a man quickly. If she continues like this, it will be her who will have to take over the family responsibility from her parents!
"Romeo and Juliet?"
Ooka Hongye paused for a moment and murmured, "That's a pretty accurate description..."
"what?"
"Nothing, just remembered something."
Suzuki Sonoko stared at Ooka Hongye, but Ooka Hongye obviously didn't want to say too much about what she had just thought of.
"Um, have you heard of the ghost legends here?"
The two girls from the pot next to them came over and started talking to everyone, wanting to get to know them.
"The legend of ghosts?"
Suzuki Sonoko thought for a moment and said, "Are you talking about the rumor reported in that magazine?"
"Magazine report?"
Xiaolan was puzzled when she heard that. The girl with wavy hair showed everyone the contents of a magazine and said, "It's this report. I heard there's something haunted here!"
“The World Heritage List is haunted by ghosts, which has caused trouble for the locals and unexpectedly became a major selling point…”
Xiaolan read it out, then laughed and said, "They are probably just rumors, just like what Conan said about boosting the economy and gimmicks. How can ghosts exist in this world?"
"Although it's just a rumor, an atmosphere like this always gives me a chilling feeling of excitement!"
"Yeah, right?"
It was obvious that Sonoko had found the same topic as this group of girls, and she nodded vigorously in agreement with the two people's views.
Then, she suggested, "Speaking of which, there is an activity here at night where people follow the team to keep watch. Should we go out and take a look at night? Maybe we can encounter ghosts or something?"
"ghost……"
Xiaolan, whose French resistance is zero, is obviously a little scared.
Ooka Hongye was also a little nervous about ghosts and the like: "It's too late, and we've been playing all day today, so we should go to bed early..."
"Oh~"
Suzuki Sonoko smiled playfully: "Are you afraid of ghosts?"
"Where……"
Ooka Hongye crossed her arms across her chest, propping up her surging breasts to show her confidence: "I'm not afraid of ghosts at all."
Yuanzi smiled and said, "Then let's go together?"
Ooka Hongye gritted her teeth and said firmly: "Go... let's go."
Conan on the side thought about it and felt that as a materialistic detective who did not believe in ghosts and monsters, he must investigate it thoroughly.
So she acted cute and coquettishly towards Mao Lilan and said, "Sister Xiaolan, I want to go too!"
"Conan, children shouldn't go out after dark, right?"
"I want to go!"
"All right……"
Xiaolan couldn't persuade Conan, so she looked at Fujino and smiled awkwardly: "Since Senior Fujino is here, there shouldn't be any problem, right?"
Sonoko nodded: "That's right, Senior Fujino will definitely be able to protect us!"
"Then I have to hold the wooden sword tightly..."
Fujino was helpless for a moment, then reached out and grasped the wooden sword pendant hanging around his neck.
In fact, he didn't want to be nosy. After all, if he went out, who knew if anyone here would be kidnapped by some weird criminals?
As for ghosts and gods... Koizumi Hongzi said that he was the Son of the Moonlight, but it doesn't make sense that the Moonlight is not his home ground.
What's more, I have a peach wood knife in my hand!
If all else fails, there are still Chiyo and Cangxue's thousand-year-level relics. At worst, you can just take them out and use some spells to duel.
How can a ghost like you, who is only a few decades old, be as powerful as my thousand-year-old bloodthirsty sword spirit?
Huiyuan Ai said helplessly: "You are all going, I can't stay in the B&B alone..."
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"It's dry and dry, be careful with the candles!"
"It's dry and dry, be careful with the candles!"
The team of night watchmen paraded through the streets of the village, and the people leading the team held lanterns to create an ancient atmosphere.
The fog in the mountains at night is thick, similar to the streets in ancient times. The dim environment and the faint moonlight cast a hazy feeling across time and space on the entire street, creating an atmosphere like the Uncanny Valley effect.
Huiyuan Ai had seen even scarier things, so she was quite calm at this moment. Instead, she looked at the night watchman who was beating the night watchman with a wake-up stick in front of the team and asked curiously, "But speaking of it, the profession of night watchman is really rare nowadays."
"Yes, because there is no need for night watchmen now."
Conan put his hands behind his head. "The purpose of night watchmen is to prevent fires. After all, houses in ancient times were all made of wood and thatch. If you're not careful, a fire could start."
Fujino knows more about night watchmen: "In fact, night watchmen were originally from China. For quite a long time, they were night patrol personnel of the government. In addition to preventing fires, they also had the functions of telling time and preventing theft. According to legend, they also had the duty of exorcising evil spirits and walking through the world of the living to deter demons on behalf of the underworld."
Fujino thought for a moment and explained, "Legend has it that there was an underworld in ancient times, divided into two realms of yin and yang. Day was yang and night was yin. Dusk was used to separate the two realms of yin and yang. After nightfall, evil spirits would roam at night and humans would retreat. Night watchmen were used to curb evil spirits in towns and patrol at night to prevent people from being possessed by demons..."
"Fujino... don't say that."
Ooka Hongye pulled Fujino's sleeve and said, "I feel a chill on my back."
"It's just a legend."
Yuanzi glanced at her and said with a weak smile: "Are you scared?"
Ooka Hongye: "..."
How dare you say this when you're hiding behind Fujino like me?
"It's just a folk story. You don't need to take it too seriously."
Fujino looked at the two and chuckled, "Although they are not regular night watchmen, they should still be able to exorcise evil spirits. Moreover, if there are evil spirits, they will not come to a place with so many people, so as long as they stay in the team, basically nothing will happen."
"Na..."
When they reached the intersection, Xiaolan suddenly called out to a few people in a low voice: "Look, there's a girl over there..."
"girl?"
Several people looked in the direction Xiaolan pointed.
Then, I saw a little girl with short black hair on a foggy country dirt road leading to the nearby mountains and forests. A warm glow was shining around her and she was waving at me.
(End of this chapter)
