Chapter 298 Wolf and Spouse

It's often said that the older you get, the more nostalgic you become. This is not because of how beautiful the past years were, but because I was young in my memory.

This sentence may not be appropriate to apply to Logan. For him, the years can't leave much mark on him, even those deep scars can't imprint any traces about the past years on his body.

And that short and broken memory has been haunting him like a nightmare in the abyss. Whenever he expected to recall something, it always brought an unforgettable pain to his brain.

In the memory he still remembers, most of those pasts were not so pleasant. For example, Toyo is not a very pleasant place.

Of course, this place once brought him pleasant memories. For a long time, he had an idea that he might as well spend the rest of his life in this place. Maybe the lost memory isn't all that important.

Because here he once had a love. Or he thought he had a love. Of course, sometimes people say that all the beauty they have is based on an almost fictional environment.

Nagoya, the fourth largest city in the East. Together with Tokyo and Osaka, it constitutes the three most important commercial metropolitan areas in the East. Nagoya is located between Osaka and Tokyo, and is an economic hub between Kansai and Kanto.

On the outskirts of the Nagoya metropolitan area, Logan strolled on the country lanes. This is a village between Nagoya and Kiyosu City.

The village is not big, and there are not many residents. However, because it is located between the bustling cities, it is particularly rare.

Compared with more than ten years ago, this village has not changed much from Logan's memory. Of course, this refers to the buildings in the village, those low two-story buildings. But what was once the only grocery store in the village has been replaced by an expanded 24-hour convenience store.

It looks like the convenience store is not doing very well. Because of the problems of declining birthrate and aging. The population of this village has dropped sharply from the resident population of more than 1,500 back then to more than 900.

Most young people choose to go to Nagoya City not far from their hometown to find a job. If it weren't for the fact that this village is close to Nagoya and has geographical advantages, the profit of farming would be relatively objective.

I'm afraid all the young people in the village will run away. Just like many villages in the East, it was naturally deserted.

In such a sparsely populated village, the sudden appearance of foreigners was conspicuous. In particular, Logan's style itself is very eye-catching, even on the streets of New York, it is a type that is easy to attract attention.

So no matter where he goes, as long as there are people. Can't help but look at him. But Logan doesn't care about these. He just stopped by to see some of the places he used to live.

Not far from the village hall was the place where Logan once lived. A two-story building with a Japanese-style country-style courtyard.

But now the house is deserted. It looks like it has been uninhabited for a long time.

"Do you know where you can rest near here?" In the convenience store, Logan bought a pack of cigarettes and a bottle of Chivas Regal. He spoke broken Japanese, and at the same time mixed English to ask the convenience store clerk.

Perhaps because Logan's Japanese is too bad, the clerk didn't understand what he was saying. Logan can only use his hands and feet to draw together, so that the clerk can roughly understand what Logan means.

The middle-aged aunt in the uniform of the Lawson convenience store spread her hands and shook her head, indicating that there are no homestays or hotels nearby. "You must go to Nakoya."

In order to prevent Logan from being unable to hear what she was saying, the aunt also slowed down her speaking speed. Tell Logan verbatim that if he wants to find a hotel, it is best to take the shuttle bus that passes through the village every day to Nagoya.

Logan just came from Nagoya, how could he return the same way like this.

Not following the kind advice of the clerk and auntie, Logan jumped over the wall and entered the old abandoned house at night. Although the house is very dilapidated, the furniture inside does not seem to have been touched much.

The faucet has been completely corroded, and can only spit out some turbid yellow water with rust. The power supply to the house had already been cut off. Due to the lack of care of the wooden floor, one foot was deep and the other was shallow. When Logan walked through the living room and wanted to go to the bedroom in his memory, his heavy footsteps raised a lot of dust.

Fine dust filled the air and entered Logan's lungs through breathing, causing him to cough violently. "Cough cough cough."

Logan unscrewed the bottle cap of Chivas Regal, and took two sips of wine and vegetables down his throat to calm the cough.

"Well, just stay here for one night." Logan didn't care much about the mess here. He checked a few chairs, found a fairly solid one, and patted the dust casually. But it seems that the more you shoot the dust, the worse it will be, so I don't shoot at all. Sit directly on it.

Because there is no light pollution from the city, the night sky in the countryside is much more beautiful than that seen in the city. Because you can see many second-magnitude and third-magnitude stars.

Although it is difficult to see the Milky Way in summer because of human damage to the air. But every time when people look up at the starry sky, they can't help but lament their own insignificance and the vastness of the starry sky.

I lit a cigarette for myself, and at the same time took a sip of Chivas Regal Logan, just sat quietly on the chair, looking up at the starry sky through the window.

In human literary works and artistic renderings, the wolf is always described as a lonely and proud creature. They seem to have been alone, like a lonely ranger.

But in fact wolves are pack creatures. Like most social creatures, wolves need a social structure and status of their own.

This also includes spouses and families. Logan is a lonely and lonely Wolverine. In his limited memory, killing occupied most places.

If there is any place worth remembering, maybe this is one. But sometimes, memories will be interrupted by uninvited guests.

Logan, who has a super sense of smell and hearing, is super alert to subtle sounds in the night and strange smells that suddenly appear in the air.

He had dropped the Chivas Regal bottle, spilling the amber liquid all over the place. Three steel claws made of Adamantium have popped out.

As Logan guessed, this small building has been surrounded by men in uniform black suits.

Someone in the village in the middle of the night turned on the lights curiously to observe the situation here, but quickly turned off the lights after just one glance. Because no one wants to get themselves into trouble.

Logan didn't think that these people came to him to reminisce about the old days. He is ready to fight. His vigilance was in keeping with the personality of a wolf.

But soon there was a flaw in this vigilance. Because he smelled a familiar smell from the air. The owner of that smell had been with him for several years, and that was the best time of his life.

"Logan, you are still the same, you haven't changed at all. Nothing can leave a mark on you, not even the most ruthless time." Pushing aside the crowd in black, the woman walking towards Logan was It was his love but also his pain, the woman named Yashida Mariko.