I'm such a big son

"Huh? Isn't this Akutagawa Ryunosuke's younger sister? Where's Akutagawa? I heard he made some good things today, let's share it~"

The so-called good luck never comes singly, and misfortune never comes singly, which probably refers to this situation.

A few teenagers stood in front of Yin. She was only a few steps away from the ruins where she lived, but now it became an almost insurmountable distance.

"Don't rush to leave, what are you holding?"

The villainous boy in the lead stretched out his hands to snatch it, and when he touched the porcelain bowl, he was scalded and shouted: "Bastard! You're scalded to death!"

He overturned the hot water with a backhand palm, and then hit Yin's face again: "What about your brother, isn't it very arrogant, you have the ability to come out!"

After a few more punches, Yin curled up to protect a few vital points, neither dodging nor resisting—she was only seven or eight years old, even if she bit her teeth and kicked her, she was no match for these teenagers, and she endured it honestly. After beating them up, they will leave, maybe they will have time to run back and beg for a bowl of hot water.

It's nothing more than starting "doing business" earlier, and everything is meaningless without my brother.

The nose seemed to be broken by the palm just now, and a stream of hot liquid choked from the nasal cavity into the mouth, which was fishy and salty, and there was some strange fragrance in the breath.

Bullying the weak gave these teenagers a sense of accomplishment. It seemed that they were not the ones who were beaten by adults before, and the malice that life put on them turned around and poured out on younger children.

When the pain accumulates to a certain level, it will be numb, Yin lies quietly on the cold ground and waits for them to get tired of this kind of entertainment.Beating people also takes effort. In a place like Leibo Street, it is an extravagant hope to eat enough, and no one would do things that waste energy.

Sure enough, these teenagers became bored after beating for a while, and the beanbags that were beaten didn’t make a sound, which made them lose a lot of fun, or something else was more attractive——

"Akutagawa touched a few corpses today, don't care where we got it from, hand them over."

"..."

Silver remained silent.

The elder brother brought back some things, it was nothing more than enough to feed his hunger, and there were some belongings. She wanted to save up to see a doctor and buy medicine for him. She couldn't just procrastinate like this year after year. When will the pain end?

Seeing her shutting her mouth tighter than a clamshell, the older child immediately felt ashamed, and was about to kick the girl's abdomen violently.Yin lay huddled on the ground, waiting for the pain to strike.

——What was waiting was not the viscera being kicked and beaten, but the light that suddenly brightened.

It was like the light from the gods, pale and cold, but it illuminated her eyes.

The pale golden cube threw several teenagers several meters away, and a cold and tired voice sounded: "Be quiet, I'm going to sleep."

Standing not far away was a woman who was tightly wrapped from head to toe, holding a slender cigarette that had not yet been lit.The door of the house at the end of the road was open, and a warmer light shone through the door.With a cigarette in her hand, she glanced at the teenagers who were crawling on the ground and retreating in embarrassment: "I don't think it's okay for you to do this."

Under the moonlight, the white to transparent hands hugged the shrunken silver, and only then did she realize that there was no place on her body that didn't hurt.After all, it was a child, as soon as someone expressed concern, he immediately felt extremely wronged, and the tears fell down like they couldn't be held back.The woman's cold voice was filled with a smile: "My little princess, your tears have burned my heart."

Her voice seemed to be reciting poetry, with a strange rhythm, which was not disgusting, but rather indulged in it, just like the bard in the story.

Yin didn't know what was going on, and suddenly thought that this woman was probably the kind of great poet repeatedly mentioned in the story.

She opened her mouth, and the blood dripped from her nasal cavity stained the woman's clothes, and the girl's tears poured out again: "I'm sorry, life is always so painful, or is it only limited to childhood?"

The woman hesitated for a moment, as if thinking about how to answer.

If it is a child from other places, she thinks she will be more kind and tell her that only childhood is difficult, and everything will be fine when you grow up, whether it is beautiful crystal shoes or gorgeous tutu skirts.

However, she was on Leibo Street.

Kindness is useless, it will only make the poor little girl die in winter with fantasy, perhaps a crueler and more sober answer is what she deserves.

"Sorry, always."

Her bright brown eyes were stained with dust, as cold as someone who has lost all zest for life.The little girl in her arms held back her crying voice: "Please, save my brother, I am willing to do anything. I can make money for you, and I can help you..."

"I don't need an assistant like you."

She interrupted Yin's words, the little girl clutched Yin's sleeve tightly, tears washed the dust off her face.She didn't cry out, but showed her delicate face pitifully, just like a vendor selling goods, showing the best side of the goods for sale to customers who might be able to spend money.

After a long time, the woman's expression remained indifferent.

"Listen, girl, don't think that you will be cherished when you send yourself to your door." She raised her arms up: "You and your brother, can you cook? I need one to cook for me, buy cigarettes and fold clothes servant."

Yin wiped his face indiscriminately: "Brother knows it all! Save him!"

"Hmm... sounds like a good deal."

She raised her chin: "Where is my future servant?"

……

When Ryunosuke Akutagawa woke up, he thought he was in Takamahara, the white bedding exuded a faint mint smell, clean and warm, just like in a dream.However, after thinking about it, he didn't seem to have done anything worthy of being treated differently by the heavens and the world, so it was probably a kind passer-by who casually picked him up and brought him back to the lair.

Nobody lends a helping hand to someone without a reason.Although he was still a child, Ryunosuke already had a deep understanding of what "others are hell", and what they gave was nothing more than wanting to get it back in another way.Maybe it's to highlight one's kindness, maybe it's to get gratitude, maybe it's for self-satisfaction, in short, preferential treatment without reason never exists in this world.

"Brother! Are you finally awake?"

...Probably, silver exchanged itself for something.It doesn't matter, he can always find a way to pay off what he owes, and he is not so wasteful that he wants to make his sister fall.

He opened his eyes, and the breath he hadn't had for a long time made him smell the food.

Yin appeared in front of him holding a bowl of porridge. The little girl's face, which had been hidden under the dirt all year round, was washed white, and she was wearing simple but very warm clothes.

"……silver?"

He was a little lost.

"Brother, it was Miss Rimbaud who saved us. She not only hired a doctor, but also spent money on medicine! You will get better soon!"

She tried her best to make her pronunciation close to the correct spelling, but unfortunately she failed. No matter how she sounds, she sounds more like "Miss Lantang", but this is not important, as long as she knows who the creditor is, it is enough to pay off the debt. Rimbaud was still Lantang, and would probably soon tire of raising an ungrateful child.

Yin put the food on the bedside table very neatly, helped his brother to sit up and put a pillow behind him for cushioning.Akutagawa Ryunosuke has never enjoyed this kind of treatment when he was so old. He struggled to get out of the quilt, and buried himself in the bowl to eat quietly.

No child on Leibo Street eats slowly, and the slow ones all starve to death.Fortunately, when Yin brought the porridge in, the temperature had dropped to a suitable level for consumption. As long as Ryunosuke didn't chew the bowl, his life would never be in danger.

At this time, the door of the room was opened, and a man in a white coat walked in with a medicine box. Seeing him holding a bowl and fiercely guarding food, he smiled gratifiedly: "You are already so energetic?"

The murderous look of this little thing is quite interesting, like a drooping biting and fierce puppy, thinking about it, even the white hair around his ears looks a bit like long drooping ears .

Patience in training, and it will be a good dog when it grows up.

"Be nice."

The doctor who practiced medicine without a license but had decent medical skills put on a stethoscope and pinned the skinny boy on the bed with one hand, unable to move. The cold receiver passed over his chest, causing layer after layer of trembling.

He listened for a while, then let go of his hand and opened his mouth to look at his throat. After checking over and over again, he smiled at the head of the family who paid the consultation fee: "It's nothing serious. Er... What I mean is that he shouldn't be coughing. Just die, but don’t let him cough, this thing probably can’t be done.”

"Oh, like this."

The woman opened the door wrapped in a thick scarf to see the doctor: "It's okay, thanks for your hard work."

The doctor smiled and walked out, stood at the door and watched her hand over the clearly counted consultation fee, and lightly touched her hand when he took the banknote: "Miss, my surname is Mori, Mori Ogai . May I ask the lady's name?"

"Jeanne. Jeanne Nicole Attila Rimbaud." She slowly opened her eyes and looked at him, showing a faint smile. The bright brown eyes looked as dark as the color of her hair at the moment, as if she could see As dangerous and mysterious as a witch who sucks human souls away, "Doctor Sen, you are a good doctor."

"You are also a good lady. I have a job...ah! Don't hit me! What I'm talking about is serious work, being a nurse in the clinic, and occasionally protecting the personal safety of the doctor and the property of the clinic...ah!"

The man who was thrown out by the collar was holding his outpatient box with an innocent face: "Miss Lan Bo, please think about it, my clinic treats you very well!"

What answered him was a plush slipper that flew out.

"Well, it seems that you don't want to now. But it doesn't matter, if you change your mind, please be sure to find me at the address on the business card."

He stood outside for a while, raised his hands and scratched his hair and walked away carrying the box. He muttered a few words, looked back at the only intact two-story building among the ruins, and pulled out a smack from the corner of his mouth that could be used as "beautiful". to describe the arc.

A single woman who can live in such a place intact is worth recruiting to some extent.

He likes the city of Yokohama, and he doesn't even hate the city's festering sores... But he seems to be surprised to find a beautiful flower in this rotting swamp.

No, you can't describe her as a weak and frivolous thing like a flower. It's more like a hermit hiding in the forest. When you open the black hood, you will see a scene worth looking forward to and surprising.

——It’s just that the price of lifting the hood is a bit high...