Complete Survival Manual

"Miss Kiyomi, let's finish class early today." After today's teaching, Mitsui Kiyomi's Chinese teacher said so.

"What happened?"

Mitsui Kiyomi did not stand up, she looked up at Beichuan.

"It's a good thing." Bei Chuan patted Mitsui Kiyomi's head, "Qiyomi should also meet more people of the same age, sitting in the room all day long will be very boring." She changed her voice and whispered to Qing Jian revealed some inside information, "There is a great young master coming back to the mansion today, if you have a chance, you can go and have a look."

"I will, Miss Beichuan, thank you very much for your concern."

Mitsui Kiyomi noticed that there was no one around, and quickly gestured an OK sign to Beichuan under the erected book.

Bei Chuan laughed, "Then I'll go first, can you do it yourself?"

"Please rest assured." Mitsui Kiyomi bowed and saluted: "Thank you for your teaching today."

Bei Chuan bowed, and left with the maid who heard the voice and came to lead the way.

After pausing for a while, after confirming that Beichuan had gone far away, Mitsui Kiyomi called the attendant outside the door: "Keiko, close the door."

"Miss Qing?"

"Close the door."

They were deadlocked for a few seconds, and finally Keiko lowered her head, "Okay, miss."

The curtain door was silently closed.

Mitsui Kiyomi held on to the low table and moved her legs with all her strength, the inch by inch movement made her back covered with cold sweat.

"It's completely numb..." Mitsui Kiyomi gasped a few times in a low voice, just wanting to stretch his body quickly and end the torture.

After a lot of effort, she lay on the floor with no image, staring at the wooden beams in a daze.

The blood in the whole body rushed to the legs, and Mitsui Kiyomi felt that his brain was a little lack of oxygen.

[If you want to lie here all the time... if you don't think about anything, the day will pass quickly.When my mother was still there...]

I will drink afternoon tea with her in the garden, hug her and hum nice songs, and always look at her with a smile.

but……

"Miss Qing!"

Keiko's flustered voice made Mitsui Kiyomi startled, she got up quickly, endured the pain and sat upright behind the low table.

"Excuse me, Miss Qingjian."

The door opened, and when she saw Kiyomi Mitsui sitting there comfortably, the woman paused.

"The scenery in spring is beautiful, and you should take a look at it more. The door is closed, isn't it a disappointment to the spring scenery?"

[here we go again. ]

Mitsui Kiyomi pouted in his heart.

This woman is the etiquette master of the Mitsui family. No one knows her original name, and no one knows who called her Miss Yuzhi first, but she ended up calling her like that anyway.

If Kiyomi Mitsui got up later, he would be punished today.

"Today the sunlight on the paper is a bit dazzling. I asked Keiko to close the door so that the schoolwork can go on smoothly." Mitsui Kiyomi found a reason for himself to see the past, and closed the word in front of him as if nothing had happened. Untouched notebook, "Miss Yuzhi, what can I do?"

"There are indeed some things." Yuzhi smiled and didn't pursue it carefully.She took out a painted square box and put it at the door.

"Master Tsushima brought back some special products, and these are yours."

"specialty?"

"I heard that it's from Hakone. Master Tsushima brought back a lot." Before Mitsui Kiyomi asked anything, she hurriedly left, looking like she was going to go to the next place.

"I'm really busy, Miss Yuzhi." Mitsui Kiyomi stood up, and after a slight sway, she stabilized her body, "Keiko, what lessons do I have in the future?"

"It's English. But because Miss Beichuan left early, there are still two hours before the next class."

"Two hours should be enough for me to finish my Chinese homework. Keiko, don't bother me unless the teacher comes." Mitsui Kiyomi took the box from Keiko, and shut the door behind Keiko who hesitated to speak. outside.

[I lied to you. ]

Mitsui Kiyomi laughed.

It's rare that Ms. Beichuan created an opportunity for her, how could she not seize the opportunity to see that young master Tsushima?

The person who will remember to bring souvenirs to the brothers and sisters at home is simply a good person that is hard to find in the Mitsui family.

Mitsui Kiyomi was full of curiosity now.

[Will he smile at me gently? Will he remember the young master who brought things home? No matter how you think about it, he won't be too indifferent. ]

She fled the room through the window, avoiding everyone, and headed to the front yard.

On that day, the young Mitsui Kiyomi hid under the bushes and saw the person surrounded by the crowd from a distance.

She opened her eyes.

[He is... Master Tsushima? ]

The figure of the boy in kimono was slender enough, the way he stood there and listened to someone's words, made Mitsui Kiyomi stunned.

At first glance, he was very quiet, and Mitsui Kiyomi subconsciously felt that his expression was also that kind of faint tranquility.But someone beside him suddenly bent down to apologize, and the fear in that person could be clearly felt by Mitsui Kiyomi who was far away.

[It’s so powerful, this is what mother said to be powerful...? ]

Mitsui Kiyomi silently held his hand, and the uneasy feeling when he first arrived at Mitsui's house suddenly disappeared.

[Master Tsushima, he is like the sun. ]

He is the only one who stands in the center of the crowd and still shines.

[—I want to be such a person. ]

………………

The sky was getting darker, and the lights in the city were lit up layer by layer, and Tsushima lost interest in talking.

The way Mitsui Kiyomi looked at him always gave him a sense of familiarity. At first he thought it was Naoki Mitsui, but now it seemed that he was more like that person.

[Mitsui Junpei. ]

Tsushima laughed out loud.

His eyes arched and he smiled happily.

Mitsui Kiyomi was a little puzzled, but he was sensible and didn't ask any more questions.She just looked at Tsushima, delighted for him from the bottom of her heart.

[Mr. Tsushima must have thought of something very pleasant, right?That's why I can laugh so happily. ]

[It's something I never imagined to be able to chat with Mr. Tsushima at such a close distance. ]

[It's really great to meet again in this city, Master Tsushima. ]

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At the same time, in a certain office of the Port Mafia, a middle-aged man in a black suit was struggling to give an oral report.

"Mr. Hirotsu, the subordinates did see Dazai-sama before, but Dazai-sama...he is different from before, so..."

Guangjin Liulang was startled, and repeated, "Mr. Dazai?"

"Yes." The black suit with arms behind his back, recalled with a straight face, "Master Dazai was wearing a white windbreaker that day, and the bandages wrapped around his body were reduced a lot. The subordinates only saw it from a distance, and did not dare to identify it without authorization."

"Later, the subordinates went down to ask the people around them, and confirmed it again and again, so they were sure that it was Dazai-sama."

Hirotsu Yanagi was very surprised by the affirmative statement of the black suit. He never expected to hear news about Mr. Dazai from his subordinates.

Among the black lizards, the only one who still had hope of finding Osamu Dazai was Ryunosuke Akutagawa.

Guangjin Liulang thought for a while, and decided to report the matter to his current boss first.

"Huh?" Zhongyuan Zhong also listened to Guangjin Liulang's report, and was a little confused for a while, "The black lizard found the trace of that mackerel?"

"Yes."

"Really..." Chuya Nakahara dropped the report, pressed his throbbing temple with a headache, and said angrily, "Hirotsu, ask the person who found Dazai to come see me."

Guangjin Liulang replied calmly: "Yes, Mr. Zhongyuan."

The author has something to say: Kiyomi Mitsui: My filter is 800 meters thick.

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Although I feel that you should all know it, I still want to mention it. The one I saw in the black suit is Tsushima.

It is set that Tsushima is a white windbreaker jacket, which can be changed inside, and most of them can wear shirts.

It's a bit like the one in Wenye DEADAPPLE, but not, it's more lively.

Chuya: What the hell is Dazai doing? ? ?

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I was very upset by many things yesterday. The authors I liked quit the circle, and the works were grayed out or disappeared one by one. It feels... very complicated.

Hope everyone is well.

I didn't catch up with the update before twelve o'clock, sorry.