Aloha people.

Yes I know. It took me a long time to write this chapter and put it online, but it doesn't go much faster these days. After all, I have been in school for two weeks now and have had some other serious problems. And yet I hope that you can forgive me.
But now to the real issues here. I know it didn't turn out very long, but that's the way it is. I would almost say it's just a bridging chapter, but somehow it isn't. At least something is happening. But please convince yourself.
I dedicate it, although one would still have to say we, milmirjia, Yang-Chan, who is still loyal to us, and then also Inuyasha4-ever.

Have fun reading
Mouse and snail ^^

From a friend?

The two paused briefly at the Playstation. Waited to see what would happen. But nothing changed. Still the doorbell rang. "Go open it, René," said Dreamy immediately. "Hey!Why me? Go yourself! ", grumbled the smaller one." Nope. My foot! Already forgotten? " "So what? "" What does crooked hunger mean here ?! Go on, you lazy sock "" Nope. We still have to play the round, "said the little game freak and just kept playing, ignoring the doorbell ringing. Dreamy rolled her eyes annoyed. Everything had to be done by yourself. But if he thought she would get up , then he cut himself. The doorbell didn't stop. Whoever stood there either had a fair amount of patience and perseverance or their cause had to be very, very important. How could you be so persistent? Well. After now neither of the two children went to the door, one soon heard her mother's voice from below. "Inés! There is someone here for you! "For a brief moment Dreamy was very surprised." Yes? Wait! I come, "Who was that? Did Raoul already have the end? That would be new to her. After she had just gone" Game Over "through her inattentiveness, she slowly got up and padded down the stairs to the entrance area.Although ... actually someone else besides Raoul came into question in Inés' mind. And she would even trust this someone that he had already ended and stopped by her. Serge! But should it really be? Dreamy would like to have slammed the door in his face. Somehow she wasn't in the mood today to endure his gossip ... that was more than just annoying. Otherwise she really couldn't think of anyone who could have stood in front of the door. Her mother took a step to the side, leaving room for her daughter. With a very bored expression on her face, she stepped to the door and looked out. But what she saw there gave way to all bad premonitions. A large bouquet of brightly colored roses was in front of her nose. The scent was soon as wonderful as the present itself. The young woman's mouth was open a little. Who should give her flowers? Raoul? No, that was more than unlikely.So pretty easy to rule out. Then the slimy blond head came back to her mind. Immediately she pushed the flowers aside to see who was hiding behind them. "Hello you. How are you? Already better?" It penetrated her ear in a friendly manner. The young man's smile was also very inviting. The long, fluffy, black hair, which is quite long, fluffy, hung cheekily in his face and what Inés immediately noticed was the bandage that could not be overlooked on his upper arm. It didn't take her long to remember where she'd seen this man before. But ... what was he doing here? She smiled a little uncertainly. "Hi ... um ..", but before she could say more, he was interrupted again. "You're too late for work. Your work started a few hours ago. So ... just a little bit of information" "Um .. yes .. true .. probably ... I think .." Somehow At that moment she didn't even have the idea to tell him that she was on sick leave."No, how talkative we are again today, but good. Heard that you shouldn't be completely healthy at the moment .." Briefly, his gaze wandered further down to her foot and rested there for a moment. Then he looked her in the eye again. "Yeah, well, I got it." He quickly pressed the flowers into the hand of the young policewoman. "They ... are from a buddy. Shall I deliver to you on his behalf" Huh? Flowers from a man she didn't even know? She was very surprised. Who did that? Now she was really completely blown and looked confused at her counterpart. "Um ..... yes. Thanks." "Yes ... well ... I have to go back then." And faster than she could reply, he turned around and just walked away. Somehow he was a strange bird. And there was something else that made the young Mexican woman wonder. How did he actually know your roster? Slowly she closed the door behind her. She couldn't get this guy out of her head that quickly.As fast as he could, the black-haired man disappeared from the girl's field of vision. Only a few more back streets did he come to a stop. For the sprint he had done, he was amazingly calm. But he didn't have much choice in his job. The first rule was running. Followed by the second, which consequently meant that you should shoot yourself free in an emergency. If rule 2 could not be implemented, rule 1 should be seized and leave the place as soon as possible. That's what Rique had taught everyone back then. Javier's body was leaning against the wall, little beads of sweat running down his forehead. There was only one thing on his mind at the moment. "I'm such an idiot!" He shouted his thoughts out into the streets. It reverberated for a long time, but nobody was interested in anything. What did one care about the other's problems? He had never delivered such a lousy lie before.That was really more than embarrassing. He played the flower messenger for a friend? If it wasn't so humiliating, he would surely have laughed his head off about it. But now there was nothing he could do about it. He had to go through the number now. Whether he liked it or not. His account was soon emptied again and only for new, useful information he would finally be able to hear something jingling again if his wallet fell to the floor. He just had to wrap the young policewoman around his finger. Even if his schedule was currently full.
And right then his cell phone rang too. First he thought of one of his affairs, then of a buddy, but when he looked at the display he immediately passed it all. Under "El Culo", which was written on the small, flashing thing, there was none other than the hated boss. Not him again, I really have enough to do; were just the black-haired man's thoughts, but inevitably he answered the cell phone. "Hola!"But he winced again when his boss started yelling in his ear. The cell phone could have been a few meters away, he would still have heard everything as if he were standing by. After 5 minutes it slowly returned to a normal volume and the young man had a chance to justify himself and thus take sides. In short words he explained to his boss that he would not be seen for a long time, but that he could get a lot of information. Hopefully Rique could be satisfied with that. If not, he had just had bad luck. Before he could speak another word, Javier hung up. He quickly put the little thing off completely so that it couldn't get on his nerves anymore. The next thing he would buy would be a Double, that would certainly have been yelled at by the old man with real joy.