It was midsummer, the scorching sun was scorching, the hot sun was scorching the earth, and the scorching high temperature was like a steamer. The branches and leaves on the trees were hanging their heads, and they seemed unable to bear such strong light and heat, looking listless.

The pedestrians on the streets felt empty. A few figures were also in a hurry and had no intention of staying. The scene, which was still quite prosperous in the past, seemed to have become much more desolate under the double test of the hot sun and the hot high temperature.

The beach is not far away, and a sea breeze will blow from time to time. The coolness and comfort that should have been felt is mixed with the hot and high temperature, which makes people feel a warm feeling. It makes people feel a little impatient and hot, and it looks like the illusion of a quilt roasting in a sunny day.

"Ojisan, get me a bottle of Coke."

Before the person could enter the store, a boy's voice came in first. With a kick, the owner of the sound broke into the store.

"It's Nakamura Sang, and he's back from the beach again?"

The owner of the shop is Oujisang, who is in his fifties. Perhaps because of overwork, the silver hair mixed in his hair is quite eye-catching. He was originally reading the newspaper, but suddenly he heard the sound from the door of the shop, so he subconsciously raised his head.

The boy who appeared in front of Oujisang was Nakamura Sang. He was wearing a T-shirt, a pair of cropped pants on his lower body, a pair of flip-flops on his feet, and his black eyes were bright and bright, forming a cheerful youthful look.

"Is there anything special about the beach? You have been to the beach a lot recently, and it feels very strange."

Oujisang was obviously very familiar with the boy. While talking hello, he got up and took out a bottle of Coke from the refrigerator next to him, and then handed it to the other party skillfully.

"That's not the case. I just want to just blow the sea breeze. It's quite boring to stay at home all the time."

The boy took out his wallet from his pocket, then took out a piece of Noguchi Hidee and placed it at the cashier in front of Oujisan. Because the 1,000 yen denomination banknote was printed with Noguchi Hidee's avatar, Noguchi Hidee also referred to 1,000 yen.

"That's true... But the beach is actually quite boring. They are places that I have seen since I was a child. I have lived for decades and have been tired of seeing it and have no feeling at all. Only tourists from other places are interested in the beach. They are obviously just a sea area without any change, and I really don't know what to look at."

After putting away the Noguchi Hidese, Oujisang buried his head in search of change. His tone was full of emotion, and he never stopped. First, he agreed with the boy's words, and then he kept complaining about the place where life was here, which was dull and boring.

"Well, how do you say that for those who don't live by the sea, the sea has always been a place they yearn for."

Oujisan's words make sense, and the boy's heart was full of recognition for a while. Although he had yearned for the sea when he first went to the beach. But recently he often went to the beach and became so frequent that even in a short time, the feeling of yearning began to fade away.

"What you said seems to be right... It's probably like Tokyo. For us country people, Tokyo is very prosperous and longing for it. But for the locals in Tokyo, it's probably commonplace and I've been tired of it."

From another perspective and thinking from another perspective, Oujisang agreed with the boy's idea. After living in a place for decades, he became familiar with every grass and tree nearby. No matter who it is, he must feel sick.

"It should be almost the same...goodbye."

The boy smiled, took the change from Oujisan and put it in his wallet. Then he said hello, and he walked outside, intending to leave.

"By the way, wait a moment, Nakamura Sang."

As if he had remembered something, Oujisang suddenly called the boy. He turned around and lowered his head, bent down and searched in the corner of the cabinet behind, then took out an envelope-shaped item and placed it on the cashier.

"I almost forgot that your express delivery seemed to be sent from Kanazawa City."

Pointing to the envelope on the stage, Oujisang said with a look of gratitude: "I almost forgot about it as I chatted with you just now."

"It's okay...thank you."

It was just a trivial matter, and the boy didn't care much. Thanks, he reached out to take the envelope and looked at the recipient on it. Masahiro Nakamura, this was his name, and it was indeed a courier sent to him.

He walked out of the shop, and a wave of heat rushed towards him. From the coolness in the shop to the hot and high temperature outside, the temperature difference was switched in an instant, and the heat felt arisen. He subconsciously unscrewed the cap of the Coke bottle, Nakamura Masahiro had a happy drink, and killed almost half a bottle in one breath.

At the entrance of the cold Coke, a sense of coolness filled the whole body. Masahiro Nakamura couldn't help but burp. He twisted the bottle cap again and clamped the bottle with his elbow. Masahiro Nakamura slowly moved forward while finding the information on the sender on the envelope. Shibazuo Koi, located in Karainfang, Kanazawa City.

"It seems that my advertising work should be adopted. If you say that, the bonus for recruiting advertisements should be in the envelope, right?"

Masahiro Nakamura murmured and guessed, but finally planned to open the envelope and take a look. After all, guessing can only be guesses. If it is not confirmed, everything is nothingness.

After tearing off the seal, Masahiro Nakamura opened the envelope. The first thing he saw was Fukuzawa Yukiki's avatar, which was a person printed on the banknotes with a denomination. Although half of his body was hidden in the envelope and could not be seen clearly, this familiar feeling could not be erased.

After all, there are a few Fukuzawa Yukiki in his wallet. When he meets every day, this familiarity is almost engraved into his bones. Other things may not be so familiar, but Fukuzawa Yukiki, who everyone loves, is definitely the most special existence.

After taking out the Fukuzawa Yukiki from the envelope, Masahiro Nakamura counted it, and there were 20 pieces in total, which is 200,000 yen. Although there were only so many bonuses for recruiting advertisements, it was not worth mentioning, but after all, it was almost close to the monthly income standard for ordinary local people.

For Masahiro Nakamura, 200,000 yen is no less. He was originally trying it out, and it doesn’t matter if he could win the award, but it doesn’t matter if he couldn’t. Now that he has already won the prize, what other bicycle do you need?

Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw a page of paper inside the envelope. With curious thoughts, Masahiro Nakamura took it out and took a look. There were a lot of dense fonts on it, and I felt dizzy when I looked at it. I quickly glanced at it in ten lines at a glance, but the specific content was very simple to summarize.

The other party means that the advertising effect is excellent, and he intends to extend the originally planned promotional area from Ishikawa Prefecture to the entire Hokura area. If possible in the future, it will also consider expanding to the entire Japan. Of course, the corresponding compensation will also be given to Masahiro Nakamura.

However, even if there is some compensation, it shouldn't be too much. After all, this advertising work is a recruitment type, and the other party has paid the bonus. Theoretically, the ownership of this advertisement already belongs to the other party. If you are really stingy and don't give a penny to compensate, then Masahiro Nakamura can only stare at him.

After curling his lips, Masahiro Nakamura tore the envelope and the page of paper to pieces, and then threw it into the corresponding trash can when passing by a convenience store. Along the outside of the shopping street, Masahiro Nakamura bypassed the Ano Hotel and the Hokuriku Shin-Kinishi Shou, and then passed through the narrow alleys covered with izakaya, and finally returned to his home near Kinishi West 3 chome.

"I'm back."

When he entered the house and changed his shoes at the entrance, Masahiro Nakamura habitually shouted. He originally did not have this habit, but due to the influence of life factors, he gradually developed this habit.

"Onissan, did you bring me a gift?"

A little girl's voice came from the room, and then her figure appeared in Nakamura Masahiro's sight. She was short, with big watery eyes on her fleshy face, paired with a long pink dress, and a bun on her little head, which was full of cute kawaii people.

"Uh, sorry, Mie-ei, I didn't bring any gifts today."

Looking at the cute kawaii guy trotted to him, with the look of expectation in his eyes, a trace of guilt rose in Nakamura Masahiro's heart. He didn't know how to answer, and it seemed that it was not appropriate to use a bad excuse to coax Mie. After thinking about it, Nakamura Masahiro still squatted down, reached out to rub his sister's little head, and coaxed in a soothing tone: "Next time, remember to bring gifts to Mie next time."

"Onissang, lying is wrong."

With her little mouth pouted, the little girl looked aggrieved, and something seemed to be surging in her watery eyes. Judging from this posture, she might not cry, which made Masahiro Nakamura a little unable to withstand it.

"Oni Jiang will definitely not cheat on Mihui. Mihui, you have to believe in Oni Jiang."

Smiling at Mie, Masahiro Nakamura picked up his sister and made a promise in a swearing tone. Don’t worry about whether there will be any mistakes later. Anyway, it’s just right to comfort my sister Mie first.

"But, you said that last time."

Masahiro Nakamura's words were effective, and Mie directly hugged his neck. However, there was still some doubt in her tone, and she opened her mouth to reveal Masahiro Nakamura's old truth.

Because when she returned home, Masahiro Nakamura often brought some small gifts to Mie, she developed her full expectations. However, it is not always possible to remember them, and occasional negligence is inevitable. Although these negligences were not intentionally caused by Masahiro Nakamura, but they were sometimes forgotten accidentally, but the impression that her sister Mie was a very suspicious and bad criminal record.

For Meihui, who is still a child, you may forget other aspects in a flash and may not be able to remember anything. But you often care about this kind of thing, and the depth and length of memory are also talented.

"That's not that Oni-chan has forgotten it. People will inevitably forget things. Mie-hui, are you right?"

Nakamura Masahiro was a little embarrassed and quickly found a very reasonable reason for himself. He was afraid that his sister would get involved in this matter again, so he changed the topic and said, "Where is Ou Duosan? Has he not come back yet?"

"Odosan said he had to be busy with work, so he hurried out."
Chapter completed!