Yokohama old father writes book daily

Nakahara Chuya stayed in the end. After all, he managed to trick Osamu Dazai once, and it would be too dissatisfying to leave without more results.

And although the reality is very dreamy, as long as you learn to accept it, you will feel it instead.

After dealing with the giant dog, Zaomen Kuizhi exchanged names with him, invited him to sit indoors, and poured him a cup of steaming tea.

It's not a good tea. You can tell it's stale after just one sip, which means that no one in the orphanage drinks tea, and it's specially used for entertaining guests.

"Thank you, Mrs. Zaomen." He thanked earnestly, and drank all of it.

"You don't need to be so polite, I would also like to thank you for playing with Dingchun for a while. During this time, Dingchun has been playing with himself, because we all can't stand its pounce, it must have been lonely, so see you today You are so excited."

"You're welcome, this is what I should do." After speaking, he felt awkward.

What should be done?What should be done?Let Hong Kong and Black's first combat force play games with a fierce giant dog?No one finds it weird?

But Zaomen Kuizhi obviously didn't think it was weird, and wanted to continue to praise him a few more words.

Zhongyuan Zhong also suddenly thought that this is a good opportunity to change people to inquire about information. The younger generation of the Hong Kong gangsters should not be bullied, so ask the outsider's head office.

"Mrs. Zaomen, I came here this time to ask one thing. Has there ever been a man with black messy hair here a while ago? His characteristic is that he is covered in bandages."

When he said this description, he himself was not sure, because he didn't know whether Osamu Dazai would disguise himself when he was out.

But if you think about it carefully, even if you change your appearance, the bandages all over your body will not be removed, right?That feeling is already as strong as the human design, maybe if you take them all off, you will die on the spot.

Nakajima Atsushi rushed in recklessly: "Don't say it!"

"Tsk." This is so annoying.Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned.He has never been contradicted by his subordinates before. Although Atsushi Nakajima is not his direct subordinate, this behavior can be regarded as a restraint.

Zaomen Kuizhi said calmly: "It is true that there was a man like that some time ago, and there was another man with wine red hair with him."

This information was revealed too happily.

Both Atsushi Nakajima and Nakahara Nakahara were so happy that they were surprised.

In fact, Zaomen Kuizhi has her own considerations. She has not forgotten the battle that happened before. At that time, Baihu and Dingchun, who were incarnations of Atsushi Nakajima, made a mess of everything, and even let the beam fall and almost hit the dean. .

At that time, whether the action of Atsushi Nakajima's jumping down was to save people. In fact, Kuizhi Zaomen had doubts in his heart, and the dean also admitted afterwards that Atsushi Nakajima had hatred in his heart, so he saw Atsushi Nakajima again. After that, she held a reserved attitude.

On the contrary, Dingchun's pure kindness is obvious to all. At that time, Dingchun tried his best to break the beam when he was injured. Facts have proved that Dingchun is a cute and good dog.

"Dun Jun, can you please go out and close the door?" Kuizhi from the kitchen door smiled to see off the guests, although his tone was very soft, but he made it clear that he was standing on the side of Zhongye in the Central Plains.

Atsushi Nakajima was at a loss, and after thinking about it carefully, he had no position to continue to oppose it. He just instinctively felt that it must be abnormal for a cadre to inquire about the whereabouts of the leader, but the leader never told him not to speak out.

In the end, he had no choice but to agree with Ai Ai, closed the door and left, like a little daughter-in-law who has been scolded miserably.

Zhong Yuanzhong also asked suspiciously: "Do you trust me?"

Zaomen Kuizhi nodded lightly: "I know, you are Kagura's elder brother, right?"

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "?"

"As soon as I saw your blue eyes and similar hair color as Kagura, I thought you must be brother and sister." Said Kamodo Aoie, smiling.

Kagura is a cute and kind girl, so of course Kagura's brother is trustworthy.

"Sorry, ma'am, I don't have a younger sister." Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that it would be better for him to justify himself.

Zaomen Kuizhi was surprised: "Did I misunderstand? I'm really sorry, but you are all strong and good at physical skills.

Willing to play with Dingchun, Kagura also mentioned that he has an older brother, so I thought... it was really rude. "

She didn't say more about it. For example, although Kagura in the form of a paper figure can't see the height, she intuitively feels that Kagura himself is similar to Nakahara Chu.

Maybe five centimeters at most.

"No, it's nothing...Let's talk about the black-haired man." Nakahara Chuya said, not wanting to talk about the unknown Kagura anymore.

Although he blocked the topic and explained the misunderstanding clearly, Zhong Yuanzhong also found that he cared a little bit in his heart.

From the description, he is quite similar to that girl named Kagura, right?

He has no childhood memories, so maybe there is a real possibility of a lost sister... No, how is that possible?Doesn't he know himself?He is not even considered human.

There must be a limit to wild thoughts, so let's stop here for today's brain supplements.

Zaomen Aoie's narration about Osamu Dazai is not long, because she didn't have much contact with him. On the contrary, she described a few more sentences about Oda Sakunosuke, summing up as "a very caring old father who likes to adopt children".

Zhongyuan Zhongye was full of question marks, but he still wrote them down one by one, and for the accuracy of the information, he went to ask the children who were also present at Wenzaomen Kuizhi.

Originally, I just had an attitude just in case, and didn't expect to hear more details, but I didn't expect this question, and asked something big:

"Brother, do you want to know the relationship between the two of them? They are lovers, we all think they must be lovers!"

To be reasonable, after hearing such words, who can control themselves not to make up more?

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When Osamu Dazai woke up, he found that it was already bright outside, and he was alone in the room. There were a few particles of dust floating in the air, like particles of light flying in the sunlight through the window. Point sprite.

He subconsciously took two deep breaths, trying to remember the smell of Oda Saku.

Hey, why isn't Odasaku here?

It’s been a long time since I’ve had a good night’s sleep, so Osamu Dazai fell into a particularly deep sleep. After waking up, his brain was dazed for a long time, as if covered in a soft cotton ball, his whole body was sluggish, and it was hard to think for a long time .

After being motionless for a few minutes, he woke up from the aftermath of a deep sleep and began to observe the environment.

The first is to observe the bed you are lying on.

Well, it's all the traces that I pressed out, which means that Oda Tsukuru didn't sleep here last night.

Then he got up and looked at the tables and chairs.

Ah, there is a little bit of warmth, can't it be, is Odasaku sitting here all night?

Osamu Dazai turned his gaze to the notebook placed upright on the table and the pen next to the notebook.

He raised his hand impatiently and opened the hard cover of the book, but the first thing that appeared was not written by Oda Tsukuru, but a note:

"Dazai, there is curry left for you in the incubator in the kitchen, I asked uncle to make it not too spicy."

A smile that Osamu Dazai didn't even notice crept up his cheeks.

He happily folded the note and put it in his pocket, but he was not in a hurry to eat any curry.Although I already feel a strong hunger, there are things I want to do right away than to fill my stomach.

He sat down at the table and started reading from the first page of the book.

Odasaku's handwriting is clear and concise, and the words are plain and unpretentious. It is hard to describe the convincing force when reading, as if this is not a fictional story, but a daily life in the city.

The whole story is not long, but it seems that there is no ending. It is written that the couple ate sweets at the couple Zenzai, and then won the second prize at the Joruri Fan Club, and the story came to an abrupt end.

But this may also be an ending.

Osamu Dazai closed the book and savored it carefully for a while. It didn't take much time, because the whole story was so long.

After reminiscing, Dazai Osamu walked out of Odasaku's bedroom and went to the kitchen to eat.

At this time, the four older children have already gone to school, and the rest of the younger ones are repeating the old fights. The uncle who runs the western restaurant will stroll over to take care of them for a while when there are no diners, but most of the time the children They still take care of themselves.

Few people feel safe leaving a group of children in a place where there are no adults, but Odasaku is not only very relieved, but also gives the keys to the longhouse to the children, and each of them will keep them by themselves.

If someone else did this kind of thing, it would be considered lack of heart, but Odasaku is actually quite stable, he completely trusts the children, because the children he raised are really a little too mature.

Osamu Dazai quickly noticed the difference in the children as he walked around eating the curry.

The little ones here seem to be playing around, but they are actually polishing their bodies. Some seem to be meditating, some seem to be exercising their lung capacity, and some seem to be practicing repeatedly swinging knives, sweating profusely and not letting up easily.

Osamu Dazai watched it interestingly, but he didn't pay attention to whether the spiciness of the curry changed, and he was very inattentive when eating.

It's unbelievable. Is Odasaku going to train the children into the army?

"Mr. Zombie, you should concentrate on eating." Kony, who was holding a rabbit doll, came over.Because she was too young, she was excluded from training by her brothers and sisters, and most of the time she could only help them wipe their sweat and pass water.

But everyone didn't know why, when he did this, there would be a halo of maternal love on Kony.

Of course, it is impossible for a little girl to really have any maternal love, so this is obviously an imitation behavior, and it is an imitation behavior that even imitates her temperament.

But is there a mistress here to imitate?Definitely not, so I'm imitating my relatives before being adopted.

Dazai Osamu said with a smile: "I, it's okay if I don't concentrate on a meal once in a while."

Saku Le, who often played with Kony, came over and shook her head when she heard this: "Mr. Living Corpse, if you don't eat well, you will get gastritis. You died because of stomach problems."

"Dead people can't eat." Osamu Dazai kept smiling.

"So you are a living corpse, not a dead person." Saku Le seriously thought about the logic in his mind for a while, and said clearly.

Osamu Dazai felt that he should stop entangled in this issue: "Do you know where Oda Tsukuru has gone?"

"In the morning, Dad was going to stay in the house and wait for you to wake up, but Mr. Luanbu suddenly called and said that he had made an appointment to eat dessert, and today is the time to fulfill it, so Dad left in a hurry , and the two paper elves also went together." Coney replied.

"That's it." Osamu Dazai felt a little regretful.I should have watched more of Oda's work last night, and I should have talked a little more.

But this morning I was able to read what Oda Saku wrote, and I was actually satisfied.

He ate the curry, went to wash the dishes himself, wiped his hands and came out again and asked, "Is there a photocopier here? Can I use it?"

"It's in the utility room. I just used it to shrink the manga yesterday. I'll start it for you." A boy jumped out and volunteered.He had just finished his daily practice, but he felt that he still had a little bit of energy to spend.

Osamu Dazai sincerely thanked him.

He planned to take a copy of Odasaku's copy with him, because if he didn't, he might not have another chance in the future.