novelraw Chapter 63
Chapter 63
The spring is just right, and Yane Asama is lying on the beach chair under the tree, letting the rain of cherry blossoms fall all over her body.
"It's a great holiday." With her eyes closed, she accurately touched the small biscuit on the tea table beside her, and threw it into her mouth to chew.
The sun in April is bright and amiable, and the light spots through the treetops hit the face, which is warm and warm, giving people the illusion of being kissed by the sun.
"Curaçao, do you want to take a sun bath too?" Asama Yami suddenly invited the assistant who passed by the corridor.
The silver-haired woman smiled and shook her head, "You usually stay in the laboratory for too long and rarely see the daytime scenery, so you need to bask in the sun to keep alive. I don't need it."
Asama Miya thought for a while and said: "Indeed, with your physique, your skin is easily sunburned, so it is not suitable for sunbathing. Is there any place you want to go? It's hard to take a vacation and devote all your time to it." It's too much of a waste for me."
"I'm happy to be with you all the time, so it's not a waste of time," Curacao said.
Perhaps the wind in Nagano was too gentle, and Curacao easily said what should have been hidden.
Asama Yasuke rolled her eyes when she heard the words, "Even if you say good things about me, I won't be fooled easily. Since I'm here for vacation, it should look like a vacation. If it's because work can't do without people, then Leave those chores to me, anyway, I have almost rested, and it's not like I haven't done those jobs before."
Curacao's smile widened, and he refused again, "This is your rest time. Please continue to enjoy this short leisure time."
"Well, I really can't do anything about you." Shrugged Asama Yami, picked up the last biscuit, stepped on clogs and walked out of the annex leisurely.
In the past five days, the gorgeous cherry blossoms in Nagano have turned from prosperity to decline, and the bustling scenery is coming to an end, visible to the naked eye.
The flowering period will pass away, and the number of tourists will gradually decrease.On the secluded path, there was only Asama Yane at this time.
The wooden clogs trampled on the petals piled up like snow, making a "da da" sound on the long wooden path.
Suddenly there was a wind blowing, and the cherry blossoms and snow all over the sky rolled up and fell, as if they wanted to bury people.
In this piece of cherry blossom snow, Hikari Midorikawa met Yane Asama who came wandering around without any preparation.
"Miss Asama, why did you sneak out alone?" The cat-eyed young man in a navy blue bathrobe calmed down, decided to seize the opportunity, and greeted the other party with a smile.
Asama Yane asked back: "I'm not a child who can't live without people. Is it strange to be alone?"
"No, maybe because Miss Curacao is always by your side, I thought you wouldn't be alone." Lu Chuanguang explained with a good temper.
"It's just a vacation, and it would be strange to be inseparable from Curacao." Asama Miya walked to the side by him, and looked up at the tall cherry tree in the same posture, "Midorikawa, what were you looking at just now?"
Lu Chuanguang said gently: "I just suddenly recalled the books I read before."
"A book about cherry blossoms? Is it a folk myth?"
"No, it's "Under the Blooming Cherry Blossom Forest" by Ango Sakaguchi."
With plenty of time, Asama had the desire to explore a field of literature that she had never touched before. She guessed the specific content of the book based on the title, "Is this full of literary and artistic name a novel of youth pain?"
Midori Chuanguang opened his cat's eyes wide in surprise, and couldn't help smiling, "You don't know Ango Sakaguchi?"
Asama Yami moved her toes uncomfortably, "I don't know him, is he famous?"
Midorikawa smiled and said, "For you, maybe his friend is more famous. Mr. Osamu Dazai, you should know this one, right?"
Yasuke Asama nodded, "The author of No Longer Human, a famous person." She suddenly discovered a blind spot, "Ango Sakaguchi and Osamu Dazai are friends, isn't he a modern writer?"
"That's right." Lu Chuanguang said with a smile, "I used to think that you are very knowledgeable and know everything. I didn't expect to find out that you are not good at something."
"It's not surprising that I'm not good at literature," Asama Yane said stiffly. "A normal person with limited time, of course, should focus on areas that are better at. I have gone far enough in biological sciences, and I can't rely on it." It’s not just talent, but also the time and energy spent on biological sciences. So not only literature, but all humanities and social sciences I am not good at.”
Hikaru Midori smiled softly: "Then, do you mind if I tell you Mr. Ango Sakaguchi's "Under the Blooming Cherry Blossom Forest"?"
"..." After a while, Asama Miya said awkwardly, "Tell me."
So, amidst the spring breeze, sunshine and cherry blossoms and snow, the tall and handsome young man with cat eyes told the girl the fables half a century ago.
To be sent as an undercover agent, Zhu Fu Jingguang's memory is undoubtedly extremely good.
Even though it had been three years since he last read "Under the Cherry Blossom Forest," he was able to retell the story almost verbatim.
The cruel and ignorant bandit, the beautiful and grotesque woman, the dominator and the dominated are confused, and a cruel and lonely tragedy was born under the gorgeous cherry blossom tree.In the end, the flying cherry blossom snow turned into a heavy burden, devouring all the living beings that approached...
This story is not long. After listening to Midorikawa's narration, Asama Yami was thoughtful.
"I didn't expect you to be a pessimist, Lu Chuan."
Lu Chuanguang's footsteps faltered, and he asked with a smile, "Why do you say that?"
"The author of this story hates the despicableness of human nature very much. He even tore off the only fig leaf that people have when interacting with others." Asama Yasuke reached out to catch a fallen flower, "I can see his love for oppression. The loathing and control, but I can't see his resistance to the evil of human nature. It's completely decadent and flat-out loser thinking. Is Luchuan, who likes this story, also a loser who admits the cruel reality?"
Lu Chuanguang was noncommittal: "You are the first person to comment on me like this. But I am not a weak person willing to dormant."
Asama Yami tilted her head: "Eh? Did you guess wrong?"
Lu Chuanguang smiled slightly, but did not answer.
As expected of Ms. Asama, even if she has never been exposed to literature, she can quickly appreciate the thoughts entrusted in the text.
Zhu Fu Jingguang admitted that, at least regarding the task of Asama Yami, although he could not accept it, he had accepted the unreasonable reality.
Instigate against Eswain, or send her "leave" by hand.
After all, obeying orders is the bounden duty of the police.
"It's lunch time now, what do you want for lunch?"
After deep thought, Miya Asama gave the answer, "Barbecue."
"...Okay." The cat-eyed youth didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he still agreed to this disturbing request.
Under the sun, the youth and the girl walked towards the annex together, their steps were steady and firm.
After doing this, he may be able to end his undercover career and escape, but it is more likely to happen, and save the last bullet for himself before the organization captures him.
But no matter what the road ahead, he is ready.
On the fine wire mesh, the thin slices of meat are sizzling, and the mushroom skewers are browned, exuding an attractive aroma.
Yane Asama sat opposite Midorikawa Hikari with her chin propped up, her eyes filled with the food that was about to be completed.
Curacao tied his long hair up high, rolled up his sleeves, and made a non-alcoholic drink by the side, but his eyes never left Miyane Asama.
She still didn't let go of her vigilance against Lu Chuanguang, and followed today's lunch all the way.
After sprinkling the last layer of seasoning on the barbecue, Hikari Midori announced: "It's ready to eat."
Yami Asama cheered and took the skewers from him.
Can't wait to taste a mouthful of mushrooms, she raised her hand high, "Long live! You can always trust Lvchuan's cooking skills!"
Lu Chuanguang laughed and sent a friendly invitation to Curacao: "Would you like to have a taste of my craft?"
Curacao took a look at him and took a skewer of mutton.
She chewed it carefully and identified the flavors in it: chili, thyme, magnolia, cinnamon twigs, broadwood, agarwood, aurantium husk, cumin, licorice...there is no reagent smell, and the meat is fresh enough.It tastes really good.
No wonder the doctor is so picky about his craft.
Hikari Midori didn't take Curaçao's vigilant attitude to heart, smiled and turned to Asama Yane: "What do you want to eat next round?"
"seafood!"
Crabs, conch, octopus, scallops, and squid are put on fine nets one by one.
"Remember to put more chili!" Asama Yami eagerly asked the chef.
Curacao's stern eyes immediately glanced over, "Your stomach is still very weak, you can't eat spicy food."
Miya Asama turned her head and pretended not to hear.
Lv Chuanguang said with a smile: "Except for a little chili seasoning in the barbecue ingredients, today's barbecue has no pungent taste. If you are still worried about the chili pepper being too pungent, why not have some juice to neutralize it."
Curacao glanced at Asama who was still eager to try, and got up to squeeze the juice.
The sweet pear juice was quickly served, and Miya Asama glanced at the juice, and reluctantly turned her attention back to the grill.
Juice takes up too much space, and she'd better not touch it until she's full.
Of course, Curacao couldn't compete with her boss for food, but it was somewhat inappropriate to stand by empty-handed, so she sat back at the food table with a glass of pear juice.
The second round of barbecue was quickly presented, and because they were full of the first round of barbecue, Asama Yami invited the two of them to eat together.
"Anyway, I'm not in a hurry, so fill up your stomach a bit first, and then taste it slowly."
Lu Chuanguang was kind, and sat down at the food table with a plate full of seafood.
A pair of chopsticks reached out to the crab, but was held down with a "snap".
Hikari Midori smiled and pushed Yane Asama's chopsticks back, "People with poor stomachs can't eat crabs."
"...Not even one bite?" Asama Yane's eyes were pitiful, "I just want to taste it."
Curacao stood in Luchuan this time, and said firmly, "Not even a single bite."
Even in order to break her miss, Curacao directly put the crabs into his bowl and wiped them out quickly.
"You guys are cruel." Asama Yami resentfully picked up an octopus and put it in her mouth, chewing hard as if to vent her anger.
There was a hint of a smile in Lu Chuanguang's eyes, and he silently counted the amount of crab and pear juice Curaçao had just taken.
Almost enough.
He restrained himself and hid his trembling left hand in his sleeve.
The phone rang, and Curacao got up to answer the phone. She didn't know what news she heard, and she stopped in place.
Lu Chuanguang's heart beat heavily in his chest.
He has been paying attention to Curacao, and naturally noticed her reaction.Seeing that the person who was about to leave stayed where he was, his body was tense and ready to go, even if he couldn't hear the content of the phone call, he had a bad premonition in his heart.
Was it exposed at the last step...
Almost at the same time, the silver-haired woman rose from the ground and rushed towards the Maoyan youth, firing the first bullet in the gun; the Maoyan youth rolled on the spot, overturned the barbecue grill, and aimed at Yane Asama with the help of the stone mountain of Karesansui.
A burst of cherry blossoms and snow rolled over, and Asama Yane, who was out of the situation, still sat in the middle of the courtyard, holding a string of squid with a blank expression: Why did they suddenly fight?