Truth Teaches: With One Heart, I Will Absolutely Not Be Chopped Into Wood By A Knife

Faced with the girl's sudden confession, Beigong Lan was speechless for a while.

To be reasonable, he was really just talking hi just now, although he really has a yearning for love, but the current situation is too sudden.

"As you said, since someone has mustered up the courage to confess to you, then please put aside your distractions and listen with your heart. For

some reason, Ichinose's eyes were filled with tears.

Hearing this, Beigong Lan also threw away those distracting thoughts.

Looking into the other person's eyes, his face was calm, and he waited quietly for her words.

"Do you remember this?"

Hamanami Ichinose pulled out a cute pink hairpin from his pocket.

“O... "

It's a cheap brand that's quite popular in Tokyo, and if you want to say why Hokamiya Arashi can recognize that hairpin at a glance without any logo or letter.

That's also a coincidence, he once went to work in a jewelry store because of insufficient living expenses.

During that six months, he recognized almost all of Osewaya's products.

After all, he will always hear all kinds of strange descriptors about jewelry in the mouth of the girl, if he does not recognize all the goods and become familiar with them, then he will lose a customer commission in just a few seconds of research.

"Hmm... This hairpin was the same hairpin worn by Mai, who was very popular at the time. "

Hmm. Beigong Lan nodded, it is true that this kind of star effect may be difficult to feel in some ordinary daily goods, but if it is put in a place like jewelry or clothes, it is very terrifying.

"But you seem to have forgotten about it. Ichinose Honami handed this hairpin to Kitamiya Lan.

Beigong Lan picked it up and looked around, except for a small scratch on its back, there was nothing special about it.

"Actually, we've met before, Beigong.

Ichinose said with tears in her eyes.

"Woo, this hairpin was given to me by you at the time.

"Because I was giving my sister a birthday present, but I didn't have any money, so I had to... I can only steal..."

Boom!

Beigong Lan's head sounded like thunder, and he remembered that he had indeed met Ichinose Sail, but at that time, she was asked by her mother to kneel down and apologize to herself...

Ichinose Hamanami's monologue:

Because there is only my mother and sister at home, my family conditions are not good, and I have always lived a poor life.

And my sister and I are also very sensible, and we have never been coquettish like our mother, and we have never spent a penny indiscriminately.

I studied hard in school and was lucky enough to be treated as an honor student, but it didn't change my family's life very effectively.

It's just that the range hood, which originally smelled a lot of oil smoke as long as it was cooking, became less flavorful, and some bits and pieces of arrears were gradually repaid.

I and my sister also have two more cheap gel pens that we usually use.

But a few days ago, because her sister wanted to get the same hairpin as her favorite artist on her birthday, she only coquettishly wanted it to her mother.

At first, my mother refused, because although this is a cheap brand, but because of celebrity endorsements, the price of issuing cards has become a bit high, which will bring a lot of burden to them who have been struggling.

However, my sister did not seem to be as well-behaved and quiet as she used to be, and she began to shout and make a fuss, and even forced her mother to buy the hairpin by running away from home.

What Ichinose knows is that his sister is just a child, and what he once longed for but didn't show it, now he has witnessed it with his own eyes.

Faced with the vexatious sister, her mother had no choice but to agree.

But what neither I nor my sister expected was that my mother collapsed in bed today because she wanted to earn more money.

"Woo woo, Mom, I don't need hairpins, you should get better quickly. My

sister cried sadly.

But I knew very well in my heart that she was also crying about not getting a hairpin for her birthday.

So I looked at my mother's sickly face that was tired from hairpins, and my sister was very sad.

A voice sounded inside me.

"There are so many bad people in this world, I should be forgiven for doing that for my sister!" the

next day, after school.

I took my hat to an accessory shop called Osewaya, where she had heard from her sister that the artist's hairpins were sold.

I took a deep breath outside the door, then walked in with my head down.

Luckily, the clerk was serving the other guests and didn't have time to take care of himself for the time being.

I had seen the hairpin my sister wanted, so I was desperately searching for it in the hairpin area, and she was racing against the clock as the customers there had already finished selecting the accessories and were about to check out.

The nervousness and rapid heartbeat made my sweat drip from the top of my forehead, but I couldn't care about it anymore.

I looked at each line carefully, and finally I found the hairpin my sister wanted on a relatively high stand.

I couldn't care about being happy, so my sinful little hand took the hairpin off and put it in my pocket.

After doing all this, I realized that the customer hadn't paid yet, and he was struggling to buy another style.

I secretly breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, and I lowered my head and hurriedly wanted to leave this store.

"Oops, don't you have long eyes when you walk?" Because

I was wearing a hat and keeping my head down, I only checked the direction of the door, but I didn't see the customers who had already settled the bill and were leaving.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, are you okay?"

"Okay, I'll pay attention. The

other party didn't make it difficult for me, and I was relieved.

So I followed in her footsteps and prepared to leave the shop together.

"Hey, this customer, you've dropped something. I

watched as the clerk, who was almost the same age as himself, was holding a pink hairpin and waving it at him.

It was as if my throat was being clenched tightly by death.

Did I take out my hand holding the hairpin when I collided with someone else just now?

I felt that there was no hairpin in my palm, and I stood there stupidly.

"Get it for you. He

didn't embarrass himself, but instead handed the hairpin to himself.

Is he a fool? Or do you really think this hairpin is your own?"

"Take it, you're lucky, this hairpin is also about to be disposed of in a batch of defective products, it has a small scratch on the back, although it doesn't affect the use, but it can't be sold." "

For... Why?"

I wanted to ask him why he was doing this.

"Hehe, I've never seen anyone like you who asks why.

Beigong Lan smiled, like them, in a store opened in the student city, there are often students who come to steal things because they have no money, and generally this kind of person Beigong Lan will give them some of the same accessories they want with flaws and can't be sold after they find out.

And the result of this is that the next time they have money, they will usually spend money to make up for the last jewelry.

Of course, there are some people who have never been here again.

"Thank you, thank you. "

I don't dwell on it anymore, I just know that now I've got the hairpin my sister wants.

When she got home, her sister looked at the hairpin happily and put her on her head.

I also had a smile on my face.

But my mother, who was seriously ill, called the two of us to her sister's laughter like silver bells.

"Where did

the hairpin come from?" the mother saw at a glance the same hairpin as the artist on her sister's head.

"It was sent by the clerk at Osewaya. "

Because it was really delivered, my tone was very reasonable.

"I stole it!" said

the mother's eyes.

"No... It's not stealing—" My tone suddenly became weaker, and I couldn't even finish my words.

"Come with me, ahem, ahem. The

mother struggled to get up from the bed, coughing violently.

"Mom!" my

sister and I shouted.

"Don't call me mom! I usually teach you how to teach you, no matter how poor and tired we live, we can't steal other people's things!"

All I knew was that I was taken to the shop by my mother, and then my mother bowed and apologized to the clerk, and then looked at me seriously and told me to kneel down and apologize.

Maybe that's when I realized the seriousness of the problem.

Yes, no matter how hard and tired I am, I can't become a bad person, and a bad person cannot be forgiven.

I lowered my head in despair, and just as I was about to kneel on the ground, the clerk who gave me my hairpin held me up.

"It's not necessary to apologize on your knees, but if you really want to make up for what you've done wrong, then take my place.

In the surprised gaze of Ichinose Fanbo, she really became a clerk in this store the next day, but Kitamiya Lan never appeared again.

Until, school starts.

While hanging out with his companions, I saw him on the football field.