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

"Chuya! I want a crepe!"

Professor Rimbaud, who has received a generous part-time salary, made his son merciless.

The crepes sold by the street vendors in the red brick warehouse square are quite delicious. Even if the boss looks a little fierce, the business is still very hot.The cake skin is chewy and the fruit is fresh. You can tell at a glance that the maker is a master who has mastered the strength of his hands with great precision...

She doesn't mind her last job as a snack bar owner at all. Steel Fist Tiger also sells bubble tea and crepes in Tokyo, as long as it's delicious.

"Oh, what else but crepes?"

The orange-haired boy who never lacked pocket money looked up at the sun in the sky, it was indeed a bit hot.However, it is absolutely impossible for Rimbaud in a normal state to ask for something like a crepe. This is probably a side effect of her shrinking body.

"No need, just crepes, and all the fruits!" She raised her chin and pushed him away, waiting for a commercial vehicle not far away to speed up suddenly, and reversed in a rather graceful posture. Under the towels covered with meth, she was carried into the carriage and walked away beautifully.

Recently, part of the tail following behind disappeared, and the other part finally couldn't bear to rob people.

If they don't do it again, Miss Professor will be very worried. She can't kill the stalker for no reason, can she?It's fine now, when I counterattacked, I hit a little harder...it's normal.

It has been a long time since I have encountered such a courageous challenger, and Professor Rimbaud is very ready to move.

Zhong Ye, who was waiting in line for crepes with his back to the street, heard the exclamation of passers-by and turned to look, and saw his mother very elegantly picked an angle to touch the porcelain on the person, and nervously crushed the handrail of the roadblock next to him up.Before he could catch up to watch the excitement, he stretched out a bandaged hand from his stab: "Chuya! It's bad! Miss Rimbaud has been kidnapped! What should I do! Hurry up and catch up like a shepherd dog!"

The tone is too fake, not only fake, but also cheap.

"What do you know?"

He immediately realized that this guy might have been waiting for this scene for a long time, and because he didn't know much about him, Osamu Dazai had already guessed about the "kidnapping" that happened today.

"Well... I'm not on your side, I'm on Miss Rimbaud~" The black-haired boy smiled maliciously: "A certain gentleman we all know suddenly finds that the top of his head seems to be green, you know."

I do not understand!I don't want to understand at all!

Chu Ye's eyes widened with cold sweat running down his back.He himself didn't know how many adults of the opposite sex had a "friendly relationship" with Rimbaud. As for whether it counted as cheating...it shouldn't be?

wrong!Osamu Dazai has no evidence!

In the next second, he realized that this stinky salty fish was deceiving him. Although he didn't say anything, his expression was... probably not qualified.

"You really know? Don't worry, I won't report it to Mr. Sen. Who is it? Let's blackmail him. Mr. Sen won't even give me pocket money!"

He behaved sourly like the only son whose mother remarried and found true love. The real only son was obviously confused by his overly complicated brain circuit: "Huh? Blackmail?"

Isn't that good... If you blackmail the God of Wealth, aren't you afraid of becoming a downright poor ghost for the rest of your life?

Nakahara raised his eyes and recalled the men who squatted on the wall of Professor Rimbaud one by one. He looked down at Osamu Dazai, whose stomach was clinking, and shook his head: "I don't suggest you do this. Just explain what you want. She won't refuse even if you use it for Attila, or you can use your spare time to work and save money to buy it. There is really no need to blackmail this kind of thing."

It's really the standard answer for a child living in happiness.

But... It seems that Mr. Mori's guess is correct.There is an ambiguous man beside Miss Rimbaud, who is even feared by the Central Plains.

He is the eyeball of Professor Rimbaud, someone who even he is afraid of... It is impossible to give priority to emotion, only to force.

Confirming the existence of the target, the so-called "blackmail" is just an excuse.

"That's it." Dazai's tone was more innocent than before: "Did you forget something? Miss Rimbaud..."

Zhong also glanced at him suspiciously, followed by focusing on the crepes in the hands of passers-by, and suddenly realized: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Attila has been kidnapped! I haven't bought the crepe yet!"

It's better to buy crepes first, otherwise when she comes back after exercising, she finds that there is nothing to eat...they are already in front of her!

"Boss, hurry up, carnival crepes, all fruits, and more sweet cream."

He threw out the change without looking at it, and left a sentence: "Come and get it later." He chased after the commercial vehicle in the direction it was leaving.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Well, there is no sense of accomplishment at all.

"You guys, keep tracking the signal of the locator." He waved to the black suits who appeared behind him at some point in dismay, and even the owner of the crepe shop took out a pair of sunglasses and put on a mask to keep his image with everyone. Unanimous, Dazai added an extra sentence: "If the crepes don't taste good, you are ready to be 'fired'."

The boss trembled, and suddenly felt that the pie shovel under his hand was too heavy, it was simply an unbearable weight for life.

Rimbaud lay comfortably on the back seat of the commercial vehicle and waited to reach the destination. The vehicle drove several times in the mountains, and finally stopped at a certain fishing village wharf she had investigated—the one specially used for "shipping" kind.

Before the harsh ammonia gas hit her nose, she woke up with a "beep", which seemed to have the same effect as being woken up by ammonia gas.

"If you want to resent, just resent the face your parents gave you and your husband."

The second-in-command of the Takase Society is in charge of this matter, looking at the young girl who seems to be confused about the situation in front of her, she is full of shame towards the new leader of PortMafia.

What the hell, he didn't even let such a small girl go.

She blinked her big eyes and looked around. There was no one hiding her face in the circle. It seemed that she didn't intend to keep her life alive, so there was no need to avoid it.

She propped herself up and sat up, her hands resting on her lap like a lady.The little girl didn't cry or make trouble, her calm performance was eye-catching.She seemed to have known her impending tragic fate, and she did not intend to die.

Such a beautiful and well-behaved child... even a hard-hearted person can't help but feel compassion.

"After we leave, the buyer will take you out of Japan's territorial waters alive. There will be about half an hour in the middle. If you want to survive, you can only save yourself during this half hour, otherwise..."

They, Takase, will never forgive the scum who attacked the young girl. Even if the Supernatural Secret Service does not take action, he will help PortMafia change to a new leader who is more virtuous.

Professor Rimbaud: "..."

No, what are you doing?This is kidnapping and human trafficking, plus grievances and revenge, please be more professional!

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but want to sigh. There seems to be something wrong with the painting style of the world in Yokohama.

Seeing this lovely child suddenly drooping in despair, the burly man with a tattooed face looked at Rimbaud with sympathy.

How bad is this, not even struggling.

Group fights can be lost, lolicon must die!

After waiting for an hour, a private yacht slowly stopped at the pier, and the broker in charge of the intermediate link disembarked to inspect the "goods".Rimbaud in his childhood state can definitely satisfy everyone's cute imagination of a little girl, sitting like a newly blooming rose among a group of fierce and burly men.

This picture makes people unconsciously think of Beauty and the Beast, that is, the beauty is a little small, and the beast is a little too much.The broker looked back and forth at the seller: "You...didn't do anything wrong with the goods!"

"What do you mean?" The seller almost died of injustice.

Except for the drugs they started using, they didn't do anything rude, and they didn't touch this "madame" with a single finger, and it wasn't the leader of PortMafia with unknown intelligence and no morals!

The broker glanced at the seller and then at Rimbaud.

The girl's expression was calm and composed, and she didn't look like any misfortune had happened. It seemed that the "cargo" was still in a relatively complete state of preservation.

"Okay, you guys wait!"

He returns to the yacht to report to the buyer.

Soon, a tall, bald middle-aged man wearing an exaggerated ronin bathrobe and flip-flops stepped out of the yacht.

He was really too tall, more than two meters by visual inspection.The moment Rimbaud saw this man, his whole body tensed up—he was too strong, and he had the illusion that he was about to face Chuya who was about to lose control of his abilities.

The middle-aged man walked around her, touched his chin and bald head and said to himself: "How could Ebisu like such a dry child?"

Miss Rimbaud: "..."

Well, she now understands who the buyer is, the deity of Yokohama City, Daikokuten who is also known as the Seven Deities of Good Luck along with Ebisu.Ordinary people are more familiar with his other name - Great Country Master.

So, this is simply a farce.

Daheitian thinks very simply.

He heard that Ebisu had good eyes for a human being before the replacement, but now it is not popular to directly hide from the gods, and he can only use other ways to change people from "yes" to "no".They were all bought by unscrupulous foreign buyers, and I knew I would never get them back.People who can't be found will be "declared dead" in human society, and he just needs to wait to take the human soul away and send it to Yebisu to make an artifact!

If you want it, brothers has it.

……

"The positioning signal on Miss Lanbo stopped at the smuggling pier at XX coordinates, and the tracker on Mr. Zhongye showed that he was moving in that direction. We will arrive soon, and no suspicious persons were found along the way. Well, I see, no Let Madam suffer any fright. Take it easy, Mr. Mori. See you later."

Osamu Dazai was sitting in the passenger seat, and the expressions of his subordinates who were driving were similar to those who were about to go to hell.

Immediately rushing forward to be loyal to Madam, this may be the only chance in this life, we must be cautious, we must leave a reliable impression on Madam - they can only work hard in the direction of "reliability", the leader and the people next to him Mr. Dazai raised the appearance of the entire organization and did not leave them any chance at all...

Really, why do you have to have so much pressure to be a gangster? Life is too difficult!

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