"It's so free..."
Furuzawa Qiandao sat cross-legged on the roof, eyes empty, and let out a sigh.
"Ah... I'm a little bored now." Zhongyuan Zhongya maintained almost the same posture next to him, holding his chin.
Since Sheep gained a foothold, those organizations knew that they would not be attacked as long as they did not take the initiative to enter Sheep's territory. The attacks on Sheep have gradually decreased, and they have disappeared for a time recently. However, Sheep has the ruthless behavior of "threatening his companions" due to Furusawa Qiandao. In the past, the members rarely caused any big troubles, and they did their own thing without disturbing each other. When I came back to my senses, it turned out that I had been bored for nearly a month.
In this month, Furuzawa Qiandao even walked around the streets and alleys on the site. In addition, he quit his job in a bookstore some time ago and still has some pocket money to support his daily needs. He is currently in a state of idleness. state.
Unexpectedly, it has reached the point where even Zhongyuan Zhongya would often sit on the roof with him and watch the scenery.
Furuzawa Qianjima turned around and said, "Would you like to go to the game arcade together, Chuuya?"
Nakahara Chuuya glanced over with a surprised look, "You also go to places like game arcades. There's nothing to do anyway, okay."
"Are you kidding? I don't like working very much. I allow myself to relax occasionally." Furuzawa Qiandao replied casually.
As he spoke, the two stood up in unison, one jumped off the roof, and the other turned around and climbed down from the ladder next to him.
"Sometimes I really envy your special ability. It's so convenient." Furuzawa Qiandao patted the dust on his hands and cast an envious look at Nakahara Chuya in front of him, "It's also very easy to pick up things. Not only is it suitable for daily use, but it is also suitable for combat. It integrates offense and defense. It is simply a perfect superpower."
Zhongyuan Zhong was also hit by the sudden praise, the tips of his ears turned slightly red, and his volume involuntarily increased several points: "Huh?! What are you talking about?!"
Furusawa Qiandao's expression remained unchanged, his expression was clearly indifferent, but his words were particularly sincere, "Isn't it? I really feel so."
"Of course, my supernatural powers are not bad, but they are only more powerful in combat. It would be better if they could also be used in daily life."
The restrictions on objects are a bit large. Otherwise, not to mention a piece of iron sheet, even a house can be pulled up and transported away.
"Hmph, you're quite greedy..." Zhongyuan Zhongya muttered, "There are only a few people with super powers, and it's not like free things are omnipotent."
"That's right." Furuzawa Qiandao responded.
Most of the game modes in the game arcade are more like the arcade machines Furuzawa Qianjima has seen before. A large table is clumsily placed on the ground, and games are loaded with game cartridges. However, since it is in a game arcade in Yokohama, how much They all have a bit of a gray industry character. Some gaming machines similar to gambling/lottery are placed against the wall. Many gangsters or unemployed people gather in that area.
Of course, there is another part of the machine that is purely for fun. They mainly go there to kill time, so they naturally sit on this side.
The noisy sound came vaguely from the area next to the wall, mixed with the loud sound of the game. When you walked into the dark game hall, you felt a slight dizziness as your mind was affected.
"It was so loud, even the sound of the game console didn't suppress their shouts." Furuzawa Qiandao turned his head and looked away, and sat down in front of the machine next to Nakahara Chuuya.
"What did you just say?" Nakahara Chuya only saw Furuzawa Qiandao's mouth moving and asked with a higher voice.
Furuzawa Qiandao shook his head, pointed to his ear, leaned close to his ear, and said in a normal volume: "...it's too noisy. If you have anything to say, come closer..."
Zhongyuan Zhongya nodded and pushed away the itchy hair on the side of his neck. He thought in his mind to remind Qiandao that he should cut his hair recently. Then he raised his hand and touched the slightly heated behind his ears. For a moment, he felt that there was something strange about him. .
Maybe it's because when I usually walk with Shirase and the others, they don't get too close? But it's different from Qiandao. Although I don't feel repelled, sometimes I really feel that someone suddenly leans in on his neck or head... Then it's natural for me to worry about whether he will protect the fatal part, right?
"There don't seem to be any new games recently... Qiandao, what are you good at playing?" He stared at the screen and tilted his body slightly to ask.
I don’t have anything I want to play. I’ve already played it all when I was walking around alone in the past few days. The difference this time is that I am playing with Furuzawa Qianjima.
"Violent arcade machine." Furuzawa Qiandao replied, tilting his head to that side.
Zhongyuan Zhong also forgot what he wanted to ask. He turned around and chose the game, only to realize that it was related to racing, and in the game, it could hinder the opponent, knock people off the car, and throw obstacles. A point-destroying struggle.
He turned to look at Furuza Qiandao, who looked at him suspiciously, as if asking about the situation.
"...No, it's nothing." Nakahara Chuya retracted his gaze and quickly shook the joystick to select the game mode.
Because of the overly destructive gameplay, the two sides really started to compete with each other while playing. Zhongyuan Zhong almost broke the joystick in his hand several times, and then the two of them actually played the violent arcade game in the arcade for a long time. The outcome is that the two basically win or lose equally.
When he came out of it, Furuzawa Qiandao felt that his ears suddenly became much quieter. Nakahara Chuya also sighed, putting one hand in his pocket and rubbing his ears with the other.
Guilt was written all over their faces.
"Chuuya's voice just now can be heard in the entire game hall." Furuzawa Qiandao's eyes were blank and he complained speechlessly, his voice was slightly hoarse.
"Ha... each other." Zhongyuan Zhongya looked at each other sideways and replied.
Since both sides used excessive sound attacks, the next section of the journey was carried out in silence.
Neither of them spoke, but it did not make the atmosphere between them awkward. They even turned away from each other, showing a bit of laughter as they recalled the childish rivalry just now.
However, when passing by a car dealership, Nakahara Chuuya's eyes were caught by a heavy black motorcycle placed in the center, and he couldn't help but stop.
Furuzawa Qiandao also noticed it, and his eyes fell on the car that seemed to have a cool and shiny filter added by the sun. He didn't have any special preference for motorcycles, but people always prefer things that look very cool. .
Zhongyuan Zhongya looked at the motorcycle and mentally counted the change he currently had. No matter how much he liked it, he would still look away with twinkling affection and turn his head away with a normal expression.
"What a handsome car, but the price... is quite worthy of the appearance and performance." After Furuzawa Qiandao finished speaking, he turned around and saw that the person next to him had already walked away, so he quickly stepped forward to follow.
"Chuuya? What's wrong?"
"At that price, I estimate it will take me another ten or eight years to save up to buy it," Nakahara Chuuya's mood was visibly depressed. "How can I put it... I may not like it so much by then. After all, I have already seen more So many other types.”
As my experience increases, my horizons become broader, and I no longer want to buy the car I have now.
Furuzawa Qiandao knew that Nakahara Chuuya didn't know how to do it, but he still said it differently, "That's not necessarily true. Chuuya, do you know what compensatory consumption is?"
Zhongyuan Zhongya stood there, turned his face to him, and saw the hand raised, grabbing the blue pendant bead, as if there was a touch of black in his eyes that could not be seen clearly.
“When you were young, you were unable or not allowed to obtain something or had an unfulfilled wish. When you grow up or have the ability to realize it, you will be more eager to obtain more similar things to compensate for the sense of loss you felt when you were young and to satisfy your own needs. Wish." He spoke in a playful tone, "But in the end it will never be fulfilled."
"If you miss it, you miss it. The loss at that time becomes a part of you in the future, and after all, it cannot really be made up for."
"Why are you so sensational all of a sudden..." Nakahara Chuya blinked, narrowed his eyes and asked suspiciously: "Qiandao, have you read any strange books recently?"
"A little psychological education for children?" Furuzawa Qiandao replied to him thoughtfully.
Why is a question.
He exhaled, closed his eyes and turned his face again, "But there's nothing you can do about it, right? Besides, no matter what happens to you in the future, if you really have that money, you can buy more things." Wouldn't it be better to compensate for your wish?"
Wouldn't it be better even if it were a bottomless pit?
Furusawa Qiandao thought for a moment, and finally the expression on his face turned into a light indifference, and he said: "That's right, I can't really buy it now."
"Where do we go next?"
"There seems to be a new musical instrument store in front." Nakahara Chuuya said.
"It's really rare. Is there a store that sells musical instruments in Yokohama?" Furusawa Qianjima muttered, as if he remembered it inadvertently, "By the way, musical instrument stores should allow customers to audition. Do you want to listen to me?" The piece of music played? Even though it’s just a very simple piece of music played.”
Anyway, they were just wandering around the streets, looking for something to do to pass the time.
Nakahara Chuuya's expression was a little surprised, but if he thought about it carefully, Furuzawa Qiandao once had a normal family education, and it was probably an extra study hobby.
So he agreed after a brief moment of surprise, "Let me tell you first, I don't have much music appreciation. I can only tell whether it sounds good or bad."
"It doesn't matter, I'm not a professional anyway."
It's just that I was bored and remembered that I had learned a little bit before.
