All fell

The two looked at each other, speechless for a moment.

"Mr. Oda." Sakura looked at him for a while, blinked her round cat eyes, and called out softly.

Like a cat that hasn’t been home for a long time, it tentatively stretches its paws to confirm whether the owner is still the same.

Under the gaze of those blue eyes, Oda Sakunosuke thought for a while and asked calmly, "Do you want curry rice?"

The little girl opened her eyes slightly, and the beautiful water blue seemed to be lit up with little stars.

"Yes." She replied softly.

"It's still the same as before, do you want extra spicy?"

"Yeah!" Sakura nodded heavily.

So Oda Sakunosuke took the little girl to buy another curry, and then picked up that obedient and soft cat again on this night of overtime work again.

Following Oda Sakunosuke back home, Sakura sat at the table, quietly waiting for the hot curry rice.

Oda Sakunosuke's residence hasn't changed much, everything is as if she hasn't left, as if she hasn't disappeared for three years.

However, Oda Sakunosuke is indeed a person who is difficult to make great changes.

"Does Mr. Oda still live alone?" Sakura asked.

Oda Sakunosuke had already come over with the hot curry, he nodded, and shook his head as if thinking of something.

"Three years ago, I adopted five children who were homeless during the Dragon Head War." Oda Sakunosuke said, "But because of work reasons, I didn't let them live with me."

Dragon war?Sakura thought it was quite familiar. After thinking about it for a while, she remembered that this was the war that broke out in Yokohama because of the 5000 billion inheritance when she left for the last time.

Sakura also learned from Oda Sakunosuke that although he does not live with the child, but is temporarily fostered by the owner of the curry shop, he will visit with money and gifts every week.

"Mr. Oda raised five children, it must be a lot of pressure." Sakura thought of this question.

Although raising her seems to be more difficult... But she is usually very restrained, raising five real children must be a lot of financial pressure.

"Ah." Speaking of this, Oda Sakunosuke's eyes seemed to be blank for a moment, "Although it's a little tight, it's okay."

After all, it is the mafia, even if it is just a low-level employee, the salary is higher than that of ordinary people.

Otherwise, Oda Sakunosuke might not even be able to afford curry.

After dinner, Sakurai lay on Oda Sakunosuke's bed again as before, rolled over with a paralyzed face, suddenly remembered something, and got off the bed.

"What's wrong?" Oda Sakunosuke turned on the light in the living room.

"Mr. Oda!" The little girl gently tugged at the corner of his clothes, "Have you started writing a book yet?"

Oda Sakunosuke paused: "Not yet."

He is still striving for the qualification to write other people's lives with a pen, and adopting those five children can be regarded as part of his efforts.

Sakura tilted her head, her pale cat pupils were like a clear river of stars.

"Mr. Oda, I bought you a pen for writing," she said softly, "It's just that I couldn't bring it this time, and I will definitely bring it to you next time."

She had bought it with some of the money she had left over from the old world, and it had been kept nicely in a bedroom drawer.

"Have you already bought it?" Oda Sakunosuke was startled, and slowly exhaled.

He reached out and gently touched the little girl's soft snow-silver hair.

"Sakura has already bought a pen," said the young man with red copper hair, "then, I really need to work harder."

As I told you, it will live up to expectations.

……

During the day, Oda Sakunosuke continued to work as a social animal, while Sakura ran out to touch porcelain.

There is no way, although Oda Sakunosuke stuffed her with funds for buying food, but thinking that the other party is now a parent raising five children, Sakura has no intention of using it.

It's a pity that today's luck was not very good, Yingli sat on the roadside steps and watched for a long time, but she didn't see anyone who could touch porcelain.

Looking at the water, she couldn't help but sighed expressionlessly.

I kind of miss Nakaya, who is fond of porcelain...

"What is that...?" Suddenly, she saw a dark object floating on the river surface, which was not small in size.

"Trash?" The little girl looked at it for a while, then said to herself hesitantly.

Hmm...why do you feel like you've seen this kind of scene before?

After a few more minutes, the black litter seemed to be gone.

Yingli turned around and was about to leave when the corner of her skirt suddenly became heavy and was caught by something.

She turned her head, and in the sparkling water, the wet black-haired boy lay on his back in the river, stretched out his hand, and loosely hooked the corner of her skirt with his fingers.

"Thinking of me as trash, the little lady is too sad." The boy's right eye was wrapped with a bandage, and the only kite-colored pupil that was exposed was staring at her without blinking.

Sakura was stunned for a moment: "Mr. Dazai?"

Osamu Dazai didn't speak, and the hand hooking the corner of her skirt was still raised, but the strength was not strong. As long as the little girl wanted to turn around and leave now, this action would not stop her at all.

"Sorry, I didn't see clearly just now." Sakura stood on the bank and knelt down, and said seriously, "Mr. Dazai is not rubbish."

A gust of wind blew, Osamu Dazai sneezed, showing a helpless expression.

"Although I say this, I feel like being scolded for no reason, Miss..."

"I'm sorry, I said that." Sakura reached out to hold his hand, "It's better to come up first."

Osamu Dazai was dragged ashore, and he couldn't help but sneezed several times in a row.

Sakura blinked her cat's eyes: "Mr. Dazai, can't it be a cold?"

Osamu Dazai: "Well, dying from a cold seems like a good way to commit suicide."

"You can't die from a cold, Mr. Dazai." Sakura had already pulled the bandaged black-haired boy to the clothes store, "Please change the clothes on your body."

"Eh——Miss, no more." Osamu Dazai dragged out the end of his voice, as if he was acting like a spoiled child.

Although she didn't quite understand, Sakura always felt that Osamu Dazai's words just now seemed to have tricked her.

Because the passers-by by the side had already started to cast shocked and condemning gazes, but those gazes were not directed at Sakura, but at a certain bandage spirit.

However, Osamu Dazai was not ashamed, on the contrary, he seemed quite proud.

"Mr. Dazai, go buy some clothes and change." Sakura expressionlessly pushed Dazai into the fitting room, "You should have some money."

"No~" Osamu Dazai said happily, "When I committed suicide just now, my wallet was washed away by water."

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The furry black head poked out from the fitting room, and the boy with a bandage on his right eye had a bright smile. It must be said that he did have a very good-looking face.

"Will the little lady take care of me who has no money to pay the bill?"

Yingli Shuilan's cat pupils emptied: "No."

She can't even support herself, how can she have money to support others.

Hearing this, Osamu Dazai let out a disappointed voice.

"I still hope that the little lady can take care of me. No matter how you look at it, it's really perfect."

"Impossible." After thinking about it, Sakura said this fact with a small face paralyzed.

Osamu Dazai was silent for a while, then exclaimed: "...Miss, you are really answering seriously."

"Because you're asking me." Sakura tilted her head in doubt, looking at him in bewilderment.

The bandaged black-haired boy laughed again, his body trembling slightly.

"I'm sorry, but the little lady is really cute." After laughing, he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and coughed twice.

"Don't worry, if you don't have money, just call and call a subordinate to come over~"

Sakura looked at him, Mr. Dazai's behavior was incomprehensible, not once or twice.

"Go and change clothes first." She said, "I'll have a fever."

This time Osamu Dazai seemed to be slightly comforted by something, and finally he was willing to obediently withdraw his head back to the fitting room.

A few minutes later, Osamu Dazai came out of the fitting room wearing new dry clothes, only to find that it was empty outside.

His eyes wandered around the store, but he didn't find the little girl with silver hair and blue eyes.

"Little Miss?"

He called out, and as expected, no one answered him.

The bandaged black-haired boy lowered his eyes, his face lost all expression, and his iris-colored eyes were covered by his wet hair.

Again, left without a word?

Sure enough, everything in this world is doomed to be lost the moment it is obtained, without exception...

"Mr. Dazai?" The little girl's voice was as sweet and soft as a jellybean. Osamu Dazai suddenly came back to his senses, and met a pair of blue cat eyes.

He suddenly stretched out his arms to hug the little girl, and did not speak for a long time.

Sakura felt confused, but she also noticed something, and obediently stood where she was and let him hug her.

"Miss, I thought you left without saying goodbye." Osamu Dazai said in a low voice.

Rationally, he analyzed that this possibility is very small, but... no one can guarantee that it will happen.

Sakura was silent for a while, then whispered, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dazai, it won't happen in the future."

She didn't say she wouldn't know anything, but both of them knew it well.

When paying the bill, Osamu Dazai, who clearly said he had no money, held a card between his fingers as if by magic.

Noticing the little girl's puzzled gaze, Osamu Dazai turned his head and said with a smile: "This is not my card, it's the slimy, disgusting slug's."

"Slug?" Sakura thought for a while, "What is that?"

"Miss, as long as you know that the slug dwarf is disgusting, you don't need to give him a look~" Dazai Osamu's ending sound was almost floating again.

Sakura hesitated for a moment, and Dazai Osamu easily changed the topic before he could ask further questions.

"Miss, did you just go out to buy this?" He blinked his iris-colored pupils curiously, like a child with excess curiosity.

Sakura hummed.

"What is what?" He asked coquettishly.

Sakura thought about it, and handed him the bag directly.

"Clean bandages, the ones on your body are all soaked, you can use them to change."

Osamu Dazai was stunned for a moment, his expression was unclear: "Miss, did you go out to buy this for me?"

"Yeah." Sakura replied calmly, "Mr. Dazai, please change."

The little girl's eyes were bright and clear, and Osamu Dazai looked into them, as if he had returned to the early morning and fell into the lake.

Then sank to the bottom of the almost suffocating water, and saw the sky and the sun through the water.

"Miss... really never changed." Osamu Dazai stared at the bag containing the bandages in his hand, and said slowly.

It seems to be sighing, and it seems to be rejoicing.

……

Akutagawa Ryunosuke has had a hard time recently.

I don't know why, but Mr. Dazai seems to be in a good mood these days, even humming a song - but the training for him is more severe.

The tasks that he was ordered to do in the past few days were all beyond his ability, and he would not die, but every time he came back, he was covered in bruises.

People in Hong Kong and black began to suspect that Osamu Dazai finally wanted to kill this subordinate because he was too tired of Ryunosuke Akutagawa.

"Dazai, why did you do that?" Nakahara couldn't figure it out, his brows tightened, "You did it on purpose."

With Osamu Dazai's mind, he doesn't believe that Osamu Dazai doesn't know the injuries Akutagawa may have suffered in the mission recently.

"It's not the dwarf's business." Osamu Dazai, who was humming and playing games, replied without raising his head.

"If it weren't for the fear that Akutagawa would die like this, I wouldn't bother to care about you," Zhongyuan Zhong also clicked, "Akutagawa is your chosen subordinate anyway, don't go too far."

"Tch, the dwarfs won't understand, so keep your mouth shut." Osamu Dazai threw away the game console with a rippling smile, "I won't let anyone who will disturb my date."

Wait, interrupting the date?Nakahara Nakaya looked at Osamu Dazai's cheerful expression and fell into confusion.

Is there anyone else who can date Osamu Dazai?Who is so brave?