"Bang!"

When there were dozens of meters away from the entrance of Sakura Teng Park, Michiko Uedo fell to the ground with a bang.

It seemed to hit something.

She covered her forehead that she hit, moaned and looked up, trying to confirm what she hit.

A black shadow stood in front of her.

She had been chased by unknown monsters before, and was frightened to confirm what the black shadow was standing in front of her.

"Ms., are you okay?"

A voice came from the dark shadow standing in front of her.

“Hey?!”

Michiko Uedo was stunned.

Is it a human?

Standing in front of her was Hirata who followed the curse power in her left arm.

Hirata looked down at the lady who was knocked down by herself and asked with concern.

Although it seemed that the other party came into contact with him on his own initiative, considering that the other party was a lady, he carried forward the spirit of gentlemanship and actively reached out to pull the other party up from the ground.

"Sorry, I didn't notice you, so I accidentally bumped into you. Are you okay?"

"Uh...it's okay."

Michiko Uedo breathed in shock, stretched out her hand, grabbed Hirata's outstretched arm, and got up from the ground.

"It was me who walked accidentally, it was not your business. If you want to apologize, it should be me."

After she got up, she sorted out her dusty clothes and bowed to Hirata.

After bowing, I looked at the dark night behind me and found that there was nothing there.

It seems that the group of insects that I was chasing myself before were just non-existent things I had imagined just now.

There was a strange smell in the air, as if reminding her that everything that happened just now was not all hallucinations.

"Sir, do you have..."

She pointed at the dark night hidden among the plants and asked Hirata: "See what's behind me?"

"Chasing your stuff?"

Hirata frowned and looked in the direction she pointed. After a while, he shook his head, "Sorry, I didn't see anything."

He could feel that there was a substance similar to a "cursed" in this area, but he had never seen anything chasing her just now.

"Well, maybe I was walking in an area without street lights, and I was a little scared, so I was suspicious, haha..."

Michiko Uedo smiled awkwardly, "Please forget what I said just now."

"Since that's the case, I'll lose my companion."

Hirata nodded to the other party and walked towards the depths of Sakura Tong Park according to the curse in his left arm.

He holds "Thin Green" in his hand, and even if there is a so-called "cursed" monster here, he can still kill it with confidence.

Watching Hirata Sakura Teng Park walk deep into Hirata, Michiko Uedo took a deep breath and couldn't help but want to call him.

Hirata wore a baseball cap and covered her face, with a sword bag behind her back, full of mystery.

Although she became curious about the other person's identity, she patted her head hard, reminding herself that it was not the time to think about this.

"Sir, there seems to be some wild animals here. It has appeared just now. You'd better not go there."

She felt obliged to inform the man who seemed full of gentlemanship that there was danger here.

"Well, wild animals?"

Hirata turned his head and asked Michiko Uedo.

"Well, it seems like this is what I was chasing me just now, so..."

She smiled a little embarrassedly, "So you'd better not go there sir. It's better... let's leave here together."

Michiko Uedo wants Hirata to send him away from here.

Hirata thought for a while, glanced at the darkness deep in the depths, nodded, "Okay."

Turning around and leaving Sakura Teng Park with Michiko Uedo.

The curse power in his left arm had calmed down, indicating that the "curse" aura was gradually leaving this area.

Since you cannot track down the other party, you don’t need to do useless work.

"By the way, my name is Michiko Ue, sir, where are you?"

Michiko Uedo, who has a very lively personality, asked Hirata curiously.

"You can call me Hirata."

Hirata tightened the arm guard of his left arm and said casually: "I am still a student at school, so there is no need to call me in honorific terms, just call me Hirata."

"Well... OK, I want to thank you just now, Hirata Jun."

Michiko Uedo thanked Hirata.

"No, I did nothing."

While talking, the two walked out of Sakura Tong Park.

No! You have helped me a lot.

Michiko Uedo said in her heart.

A few minutes later, the two of them came out of Sakura Tong Park and went directly to Nichome Street.

The bustling and lively voices instantly came into the ears of the two.

It is in sharp contrast with the silent Sakura Tong Park before.

Most of the streets in Erchome are Cowherd's shops, and various photo albums of muscular and warm men with red heartbeats are posted at the door.

Hirata thought Michiko Uedo was the kind of woman who came to Nichome Street to find fun, so she nodded politely to him and said, "I'll lose my companion first."

Ready to turn around and leave.

Michiko Uedo saw Hirata's appearance with the bright lights.

Young, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and a pretty figure.

Hmm...

It is as handsome as the Cowherd Gate on Erchome Street, no, it is more handsome than the Cowherd Gate. The other party's body exudes a faint and resolute temperament, which is very attractive.

Is it a cowherd who works here?!

Otherwise, why would the other party come here?

It’s just a pity that I look so handsome. I’m working here and accompanying those boring rich ladies and Obasan, I’ve completely lost the meaning of my struggle in life.

Michiko Uedo treated Hirata as the cowherd who worked here and felt sorry for Hirata.

In this way, by chance, the two of them completely misunderstood their identities.

Hirata thought Michiko Uedo was a rich woman who came here to have fun, while Michiko Uedo thought Hirata was a cowherd who worked here.

However, both of them maintained tacit understanding, maintained superficial politeness, and did not show any contempt for each other's identity.

"Well, then goodbye."

Michiko Uedo waved her hand and said goodbye to Hirata.

Hirata was walking on the streets of Nichome, Kabukicho, and was about to find a restaurant to go in and deal with dinner.

Unexpectedly, I was stopped by a group of people.

In front of the Cowherd's shop with red lights flashing, Hirata looked helplessly at the group of Obasan in front of him.

At the age of 45, the Obasans, wearing various leopard prints and precious black clothes, looked at Hirata with bright eyes.

"Brother, are you playing role-playing? Do you play the role of an ancient warrior with a sword bag on your back?"

"Hey... I'm so stylish! Let's go in and have a drink!"

The Obasans regarded Hirata as the cowherds working here.
Chapter completed!