Every time I go home my wife is in a different world

"A few gangsters who want to lose their medical expenses, you know, business in Yokohama is not very good."

Of course, the guy who wanted to eat the "overlord's meal" under him had already paid a high price, and Mr. Sen was very satisfied with the difference in the overpaid price.It would be better if the wound hurt less, but it would be nice to attract Miss Rimbaud's attention, which is a little surprise.

He quietly removed the suffix of the honorific, and Rimbaud didn't have any adverse reactions, acquiescing to the ambiguous intimacy expressed in words.

Only then did the police officer believe what Mori Ogai said, and looked at the long-haired woman holding hot tea to warm her hands with a bit of frustration: "Miss Rimbaud, please return to Tokyo as soon as possible after you are released on bail, and don't leave for a while. The place of residence. The police may have some new developments about the case at any time..."

"So, what happened? Can you tell me."

Mr. Sen showed his sense of presence in a timely manner, and the police officer took the initiative to explain before Rimbaud could speak.

After listening to the explanation, he looked worried and moved closer, close enough for her to see the ripples in the purple eyes: "Scared? Sorry, I'm not around when you need it."

People are so cheap, if there are other competitors for things that are originally mediocre, three points of favorability will be added to five points. The concept of "wife" with or without ambiguity before suddenly becomes clear at this moment.

It's not that Mr. Mori was suddenly infected with some terrible love brain virus, it's just that men have vanity and possessive desires, and he took advantage of the situation to find a high-sounding reason for himself to want to sell the expensive-looking artwork " Buy" home.

It's just to show off occasionally, so as to appreciate the ridiculous expressions that other men can't ask for.

—Madam, you'd better be good, I don't want to scare you just yet.

Rimbaud didn't understand his sudden dangerous expression, but felt that Sen Owai's purple eyes were quite beautiful, which was just right for this man's somewhat coquettish appearance.

"It's something that no one can expect, what are you putting on yourself?"

Her ignorant look is kind of cute, and she looks innocently puzzled.

It's a very simple person, and it's easy to control.

Forget it.

It is enough that the lady has such a face, he thought.He doesn't insist on whether the soul is interesting or not. Unsatisfactory things in the world are out of ten. If you want to be perfect in everything, everything will be unsatisfactory.

So Mr. Mori smiled a little more gently: "Ah... Occasionally, I also hope that I can be relied on by the lady I admire. No matter what I do for you, it makes me very happy to be remembered by you. Sorry... …It’s really shameless, but that’s how I feel.”

Miss Rimbaud understood this sentence, and some kind of lady with a lot of experience lowered her eyelids and slowly raised her eyes to look at the man close to her: "You speak so nicely." The thick eyelashes are like two small fans on the cheeks. There were two shadows, and two blushes were quietly dyed on the fair cheeks, and the graceful lips looked terribly tempting.

Even Mori Ogai has to admit that his sanity is not enough at the moment...

"Cough cough!"

The police officer coughed twice: "Please follow me to go through the bail procedures."

"What, Mr. Police Officer is still here!" The doctor puffed his cheeks childishly, stood up and walked out, walked to the door, leaned half of his body in, and muttered: "Wait a minute, right away! Be right back!"

"Please hurry up!"

The police officer stopped in his tracks and urged, not wanting to look at the man behind him.

Mr. Mori, who didn't want to cause trouble at this time, followed up, and sneered at the police officer who was still depressed after finishing the formalities. After laughing, he turned around and left, his expression and tone were very provocative.

"..."

Who is this!Such people!

Ms. Rimbaud was afraid that she had to reluctantly nod her head to agree to this marriage because of her elders' request?It is already a modern society, how can such rude things still exist!

Mr. Police Officer wanted to catch up with him and argue with him. The call to save his career rang in time. It was said that someone had provided clues about the murderer.

He glared at Mori Ogai's back with hatred, and in the end he chose to track down the murderer first--if this guy is not caught as soon as possible, Miss Rimbaud will not be able to return to a safe and stable life as soon as possible. A lady's man, this matter is his unshirkable responsibility.

Hmph, good luck.

Mr. Sen, who found that the police officer didn't follow up, snorted coldly in his heart, you still have some brains.

A potential threat escapes.

Sen Owai returned to the lounge, the TV was turned off, and the cup that Rimbaud was holding to warm his hands just now was placed on the table.She looked up when she heard the voice: "Can I go back to the dormitory? The school has informed the driver to return early tomorrow morning."

"Going back? It's too dangerous for you."

He frowned worriedly, and soon he was relieved again: "Well, if you don't mind, please allow me to stay with you. Although I have no skills, but I have lived in Yokohama for so many years anyway, no matter how I deal with ordinary attacks no problem."

This... is really convincing!

After thinking about it, Rimbaud didn't think there was any need to refuse.There are many spare rooms in the dormitory, so arranging someone temporarily is nothing more than a word for her.Let people rush over all the way, and throw it away when they are used up-this is the attitude towards a lover who can dump at any time. If you want to maintain your marriage, you must not do this, otherwise you may have to live as badly as your biological parents.

She hasn't gone mad enough to act in the direction of killing another person on the household registration. If she can live well, she should try her best to live well first-a sound family structure is more beneficial to the growth of minors.

It took about 30 seconds to consider the arrangements before and after, and she nodded decisively: "Then I will wrong you to spend the night in the student dormitory and return to Yokohama tomorrow morning. Is there any problem with the clinic?"

"No problem! I found an acquaintance to help watch the door."

As for whether that "acquaintance" was voluntary...it was out of his consideration.

"Fortunately, although the conditions of the student dormitory are poor, the surrounding natural scenery is good, and there are also very good hot springs."

She stood up from the chair, and the two walked out of the police station side by side.

Rimbaud was "invited" into the police station early in the morning, and Sen Ou came from Yokohama after noon to release her on bail, and now they walked out together, and the few police officers who were still on their posts were stunned - Mr. Mori The series of declarations about the relationship between the two did not lie behind their backs. At this moment, everyone already knew that this somewhat slovenly weak doctor was Miss Professor's blind date, and the two might soon enter into another relationship.

But, Rimbaud is 1.7 meters 1.7, and Mori Ogai is also [-] meters [-]. At the same height, women tend to look taller than men, so Mr. Mori's image is not so handsome and stalwart.Ms. Rimbaud's appearance is stunning, and Mr. Mori... can be described as "beautiful", but... it makes people feel a little weird.

In a word, who is the gong of the two of you?

Cough, cough, cough!

Walking out of the Hakone local police station, Mr. Mori drove Rimbaud to the dormitory where the students lived. The yard where the kitchen was located had been completely sealed off, and another administrator took over the catering.Knowing that the professor came back, 23 students gathered at the door of the dormitory to watch, never expecting to see a man in a strange white coat first.

The man got out of the car first, opened the rear door very courteously, and reached out to the people in the car.Miss Rimbaud helped him out, and seeing the students' expressions like a group of stupid sheep, her chest was filled with panic——Stupid you guys!There is still a serial murderer hiding here, why don't you just stay in the house and wait to go back to school tomorrow morning, why are you all running out?

Do you think your skills are as good as Lao Tzu? !

Wearing the false debuff, Rimbaud was short of breath, lowered his head and sighed.

Forget it, forget it, they are all cubs who grew up peacefully, and they probably haven’t even killed a chicken after living for more than ten years, so there is no such thing as a sense of crisis... Maybe, maybe, should, it’s normal...

"Go back, the school has decided to send a car to pick you up tomorrow morning, so get together tonight and don't disperse."

She weakly waved her hand to tell the students to stop surrounding her, what a look!

After all, they were still young people. When they saw the professor came back, they immediately had a backbone and became more courageous: "Professor Rimbaud, who is this? Boyfriend?"

Young man, can't you see that your brain is turning quite fast?

Mori Ogai took another look at the students who were smiling and chattering next to Rimbaud, expressing that he admired smart children.Just as he was scanning the surroundings by the way, Miss Rimbaud nodded unexpectedly: "He is my blind date. She is a very nice person. Be good, and don't let me lose face."

... It is obvious that the professor is leading a group of students, but he is suddenly distorted into a "harem" taste. Mr. Mori doesn't know whether he should be happy to be recognized or depressed. Mrs. (future) is very charming until she is arranged to enter Lan In the room next to Bo, she grabbed her sleeve pitifully and hummed: "I feel sour, like eating an unripe orange."

It's not a good thing to make your partner feel insecure. A little jealousy and tension are fun, but too much is a little annoying... Although I don't quite understand where his jealousy comes from.

She laughed, put her slender palms on the shoulders of the man sitting in front of her, and slowly narrowed the distance between her and him: "Now? Are the oranges ripe?"

She was so close that she could see the surprise in his eyes clearly.

Didn't expect the initiative to be so easily changed?

Rimbaud let go of Mori Ogai before he raised his hand and stood up. His heels tapped cheerfully on the floor: "I'm right next door, see you tomorrow, Mr. Mori."

"See you tomorrow, Miss Rimbaud." He smiled and said goodbye to the air.

It's a bit bad, the sense of danger that leaked out at that moment actually made his pulse speed up, giving him the illusion of being addicted.

Behavior that is not controlled by reason is redundant and needs to be deleted, but at this moment he doesn't want to do it.

The deadly, charming Professor Rimbaud.

Mr. Sen felt that he seemed to have discovered a surprise in the boring ordinary life, a small accident, although beyond the limit of reason, it did not bother him.

The author has something to say: Highlights of this chapter

Professor Rimbaud

aggressive

Mori sensei

acting

into the play

I don't know yet

The best assist of the game: Mr. Police Officer who doesn't even have a name.

That...it's almost the end of the month, is there any more of that white nutrient solution?