I'm such a big son

The temporary "nanny" targeted by Ms. Rimbaud is none other than Mr. Yukichi Fukuzawa, who once co-acted in a big chase with her.

The Armed Detective Agency, an organization of supernatural beings in charge of Yokohama City when day and night intersect, is being founded by him.

However, in Rimbaud's eyes, it was a large "nursery for problem children".

Although she had a little personal relationship with Mr. Fukuzawa in the past, she only heard him talk about the second and third interesting stories of the members, more like looking for words when the atmosphere is too embarrassing.I really want to talk about how much I know about the Armed Detective Agency—probably only know about the disasters and embarrassments of those members.

These all prove from the side that Mr. Fukuzawa is actually a generous and gentle man. Although his expression and eyes are indeed a bit fierce... But adults should have the ability to see the essence through phenomena?

Therefore, Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who also has fierce eyes, should be able to get along well with this Mr. Swordsman.

probably……

……

On summer nights, if you can't sleep, you can take a walk outside.For Mr. Fukuzawa, who has an older child at home, he can still try to lure a cat with dried fish at this time...even if he fails, he will not be seen by others.

He was still wearing a green feather, and walked slowly along the road with his hands in his sleeves.Maybe some fluffy cutie would stop and turn to look at him a few more times while looking for food, with round eyes focused and vigilant, and then run away with proud steps, flicking its tail.

Because it is summer, the chaotic love scarf was put into the closet to rest, and the night wind blowing through the neckline brought a bit of coolness just right.The gunshots that used to ring out frequently in the dark night finally disappeared. Presumably, the fellow student has stabilized the situation. It seems that the construction of the Armed Detective Agency needs to be accelerated. Teacher Natsume's three-hour conception has finally been gradually transformed from conception to reality...

If so, the shot more than a year ago was not in vain.Mademoiselle Rimbaud was merciful, and he recovered completely after only three days in bed.

...The situation looked extremely dangerous, but it was actually just a minor injury—for a person with supernatural abilities.

Probably because of the dim moonlight, he thought of the killer lady who was not cold at all from the injury he had suffered.Well, at least her heart is not as cold as her expression.

Miss Rimbaud is kind and contradictory with bloody hands.

A thin and broken sound came from the bushes, and the experienced youth stopped in response.

Soon, a cat with orange spots on a white background jumped out of the dense grass. It ran so fast that its front paws couldn't hold its strength well, and it bumped into his clogs.

Probably used up a year of good luck——Fukuzawa Yukichi thought so.He pulled his hand out of the armhole and handed out the crooked small dried fish with a straight face.

The clerk in the pet store strongly recommended this product to him on the grounds that "no cat can refuse this snack", but he has yet to meet a cat that is willing to take the food from his hand.

It should... be the problem of dried fish?

It is said that orange □□mi is the closest relative (food on hand), maybe today you can touch the soft fur...

It's a pity that the orange cat just stretched out its nose and sniffed his hand, then "meowed" and walked away without looking back, even the small dried fish in Mr. Fukuzawa's hand was left behind by it .

"..."

Sure enough, it is the problem of dried fish!

Fukuzawa Yukichi's eyes suddenly became several times fiercer, and he was actually annoyed in his heart that it seemed that he should have torn apart some of the "tributes" just now - the stray cats in the past could only look at him at most, but today this one even stretched its nose and sniffed it. The strange fish did not live up to expectations.

Now I can only watch the cat wagging its tail and disappearing into the night... No, it's not the night, but a few people, because of the problem of clothing, they almost perfectly blend into the night.

A tall, long-haired woman with a group of children by her side.

The cat that abandoned him trotted all the way to the woman's feet, rubbed against her calf contentedly, and lay down on her ankles after knowing how to touch porcelain, making a soft "meow~" sound Be coquettish.

Miss Rimbaud, who is not working, does not have the slightest murderous aura around her. Although she is still a cold beauty, it is a pity that she looks a little more stupid because she always trembles with her hands together.

It happened that a free hand warming cat was automatically delivered to the door. She picked up the orange cat from the ground very naturally, and stuffed her hand under the cat's fur belly after stroking it.

Mr. Fukuzawa was very envious. He stared at the cat in Miss Rimbaud's arms several times. The children around the long-haired woman were a little restless—his eyes were so fierce that he didn't seem to be looking at the cat, but rather I'm looking at an enemy who has a mortal enemy.

"Mr. Fukuzawa, good evening. Long time no see, I'm in good spirits."

She withdrew her hand from under the cat's belly and waved it, and quickly stuffed it back. It was obviously a homeless man, but the orange cat stretched out its paws to hug her forearm and rubbed it intimately like a domesticated cat.

Fukuzawa Yukichi's eyes looked fiercer by an order of magnitude out of thin air.

"Thanks to you, everything is fine."

In view of the other party's occupation, this should not be a chance encounter.

"What's the matter?"

The killer lady also probably didn't come here for her own head.

For more than a year, "Mr. Lantang", the quasi-cadre of PortMefia, has become a famous figure in the underground world, and none of his prey escaped.No matter who the target is, as long as the leader gives an order, they will be sent on the road after the gunfire.

Many people didn't realize where the "he" who came to deliver the invitation letter was until they stepped on the train to hell.

"Well... there is something wrong. These children, I want to entrust you to take care of them for a while."

Miss Rimbaud, who didn't understand detours at all, choked Fukuzawa Yukichi when she opened her mouth.

He should have heard correctly, right?

There is such a large group of cubs, big and small, behind her, all of them, leave them to him, take care of them...

How long is a period of time?

The expressions of the cubs were brilliant.

Nakahara Chuya stared at Mr. Fukuzawa's haori and the saber around his waist, Dazai Osamu blinked and tried to look cute, Ryunosuke kept a straight face, and looked more like the silver-haired man opposite Yin looked up frequently to see Rimbaud's expression—afraid of being abandoned by his caretaker.

"I know this is an unfeeling request, but the situation is critical now, these children really have nothing to trust, Mr. Sen..."

She looked at the youngest girl in embarrassment, Fukuzawa Yukichi immediately understood.

He still knows about the little hobby of the same door.If he is a parent, he can't rest assured that his daughter under the age of 12 will be taken care of by Mori Ogai...

No, assuming it is his own daughter, even if he is 80 years old, he can't entrust it to Mori Ogai!

"Understood!"

The samurai, who is self-restraining and polite, introverted and upright, nodded, "I have a lecture hall where these children can live temporarily. The location is secret, don't worry."

Rimbaud didn't think there was anything to worry about. Looking at the entire city of Yokohama, if even Fukuzawa Yukichi couldn't make people feel at ease, then there probably wouldn't be any place to be at ease.

She pushed the four children over to look at them together: "You guys, you will encounter danger if you follow me, and you may even lose your life. Go to Mr. Fuzawa and let him protect you. I will come back to pick you up, don't worry."

No one moved.

Ryunosuke stared at Fukuzawa Yukichi, as if he wanted to engrave his appearance in his mind, and then opened his mouth and said, "This is the dog you picked up, don't leave."

The meaning of the little boy is very clear, his sister has a safe place to go, and he wants to follow Rimbaud.

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't say a word, and the red light of the supernatural power flashed around him—in the filthy sadness, even if it wasn't in its true form, it was definitely not a persimmon that was easy to pinch.

Osamu Dazai, who had been smiling all the time, shook the hand that was not hanging on his chest, and added with a smile: "You dare to let me act alone?"

...Of course, I dare not.

I don't know if this guy will succeed or not, and there is no doubt that a bad thing will be a bad thing.After sneaking into PortMafia for more than a year, it took so long to make it to the present. If this kid tricked him into making trouble... Rimbaud felt that he might not be able to continue to stick to his principles.

But this is not a reason to allow him to die.

"I'll give you one last chance to think carefully." She counted 60 seconds on her watch, and several of them remained motionless. Rimbaud put down his hands: "If you die, don't hold grudges."

The expressions of the four children became more stubborn than the other.

Rimbaud didn't know whether he should be greatly moved. Although this reckless behavior was a bit stupid, but... the hard work of making money to support them for more than a year has not been in vain!

Then let's not let the cubs fall into dangerous situations, especially the two youngest.

"The Akutagawa brothers and sisters stay, and the older two follow me."

This is the bottom line.

The moment Yin raised her foot and was about to turn around, Yin mustered up the courage to call out to her: "Miss Rimbaud! Why, my brother and I were left behind?"

Because you are too weak.

Ryunosuke saw the answer from the woman's cold eyes.

"Be quiet, Silver."

The boy habitually raised his hand to cover his mouth and coughed a few times: "Miss Rimbaud, I will definitely make you recognize my value..."

Frost-stained hair hangs down by his ears. Maybe Ryunosuke thinks he is a vicious dog, but everyone around him thinks that he is really like a lop-eared rabbit who lost his temper and threw carrots!

Rimbaud maintained a half-turned movement and looked back at the Akutagawa brothers and sisters. Although he didn't understand why Ryunosuke suddenly became so emotionally high and persistent, he was still in a positive state, but Gin...

Sadness almost overflowed from the little girl's eyes, she was afraid of being abandoned.

no powers,

immature age,

thin and short,

She is afraid that she will become a burden to everyone, just like embarrassing her elder brother in Radium Bowl Street, embarrassing her current caregivers.

Rimbaud thought for a while, and finally took off his hat and bowed slightly: "Mr. Fukuzawa, this child is a young individual, but I am not suitable to be her first teacher. Please."

It is a good choice to start learning Toyo swordsmanship at this age.

It's better to give her a goal, something worth entrusting will slowly change.