I'm such a big son

"That thing is harmless! It is the mysterious weapon 'Ten Years Bazooka' passed down from generation to generation by the Povino family. We don't know the principle, but it can summon the person who was shot ten years later. The time limit is 5 minutes, and soon It’s back in exchange! Calm down ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

Sawada Tsunayoshi threw off the endless quizzes and rushed to snatch Rambo to prevent him from being crushed into a beef pie by the angry Nakahara Chuya.

The summoned teenager Rimbaud sat cross-legged on the floor, staring at the group of people in front of him with great interest.

"What will you look like in ten fucking years?!"

Zhong also picked up the collar of the tenth generation of Pengelie and picked him up. Lan Bo jumped from Gangji's arms to the table and looked at the rocket launcher: "Ah! I pretended wrongly. It's not ten years later, it's ten years later." Before. Forgot, this is a new product that the Povino family just sent me, and it was originally intended to be used on Ganga..."

"Thank you so much, Lanbo..."

Tsunayoshi Sawada, who was picked up and about to be beaten, did not forget to complain. Three minutes passed, five minutes passed, and ten minutes passed... The "boy" sitting on the floor showed no signs of disappearing or being replaced.

"Hey! Why haven't you changed back yet?"

"Oops!"

It is difficult for Reborn, who has always been calm, to remain calm: "Attil's abilities are space and psychic, it is hard to say whether he can actively control the replacement time... If there is something in the past that he can't let go of, It might trip him up."

The little baby thought for a while, and sat back again: "In short, as long as this Rimbaud is still in good condition, that one can be exchanged for sure. Ten years ago, Rimbaud should still be in the hometown of Charville, as long as he doesn't It is safe to leave home."

A group of people turned their attention back to the "boy". The "he" who was almost sun-tanned showed two rows of white teeth, waved the bamboo pole in his hand and said a series of words that no one could understand.

Nakahara Chuya, who was the only one on the scene who could speak French fluently, was immediately expected by everyone. He let go of Tsunaki and walked to sit opposite Rimbaud. He was fishing by the river before, and came here without knowing what happened. What to do? He just thinks everything is very interesting, and he doesn’t know anything.”

"It's great! Little Mr. Rimbaud! Let's take it back to Yokohama and show it to Mr. Mori~"

Osamu Dazai, fearing that the world would not be in chaos, jumped out and made gestures with the boy Rimbaud in bad French. After gesticulating for about 10 minutes, he didn't know what to say in French, but the "boy" on the opposite side had already downloaded and Refreshed the new plug-in package in the language system.

"You guys I've known since I was growing up? This isn't Charvelle, and it's not Paris! What is it?"

Everyone looked at each other, Chuya kicked Dazai: "I'll leave it to you to explain, anyway, let's go back to Yokohama first."

Since I can guarantee my safety, it will only be a matter of time before I get back. Of course, I have to take Rimbaud back to Yokohama... I don’t know why, but he always felt that Rimbaud was full of "troublemaking" in his youth, ah, Head hurts!

PortMafia's group didn't bother to ask Pengo Lie for the winning chips of the game. They took the young Rimbaud who was still looking around curiously, bought the tickets, and headed for Yokohama.

The first person to receive the phone call was of course Oda Sakunosuke who had to work hard to take over for his boss on leave as a deputy. Mr. Mori, who was listening to his report on financial statements, and Ms. Momiji, who was also here to submit the report, were naturally listening in. This is big news.

"Huh!? Lantang-kun in his childhood state?"

The middle-aged man showed an indescribable smile: "Mr. Lan Tang devoted himself to the cause of PortMafia and suffered this accident. As the leader, I will not let the members down."

"So, let's go to the station to pick up Lantang-kun home~"

If you don't add that tilde to the end, maybe I can still pretend that I really believe it!

Miss Hongye touched her sleeves, and finally gave up the idea of ​​summoning the golden Yaksha to eradicate this large piece of garbage—the current PortMafia really cannot do without this piece of garbage!

What can Oda Sakunosuke do? In the end, he had to honestly drive a leader and a cadre to the station to pick them up.Considering that Rimbaud's family has a prosperous population, he asked Guangjin Liulang to drive an extra business car to follow him when he went out, so he should be invited as the leader of the retinue.

Nakaya refused the lunch gently prepared by Mrs. Sawada, and after she asked, "Where's Mr. Rimbaud?" in a daze, Rimbaud, a boy who was not half-honest, dragged on and left. Two hours later, the family of six finally set off. On the land of Yokohama, as soon as I got out of the station, I saw pedestrians taking a detour. In the middle of the open space stood the leader of PortMafia, Mori Ogai, and several members who followed him.

"Mr. Sen."

To be polite to the caregiver's boss, he took off his hat and lowered his head, Mori Ogai turned his body sideways and waved his hands while looking back: "Where is Mr. Rantang?"

Several teenagers made way by mistake.

Everyone in PortMafia saw a "teenager" who was almost tanned, with thin arms and thin legs, messy black hair, wearing a vest and shorts, surrounded by the crowd.

"..."

Immediately, I lost interest... The graceful beauty turned out to be a black-skinned monkey when she was a child?No!Lolicon can't accept it!

"Ma'am! My whole world is brighter because of you, how about having a cup of coffee together?"

Rimbaud's reaction was more direct than Mori Ogai's, ignoring the boss and walking up to Koyo Ozaki, stretching out his hand calmly and gracefully.Miss Hongye gave her the back of her hand with a smile, and the young boy bent over and kissed courteously, coaxing the older lady to cover her mouth and laugh.

"Thank you for your invitation, of course there is no problem."

The "young man" who got the answer showed his teeth and raised his eyebrows, and his arrogance instantly filled the corners of his eyes and brows, and he looked more and more like Zhong Yuanzhong standing behind her covering his face.

After teasing Miss Hongye, she turned her head and saw Alice following Mori Owai's legs. Based on the principle of "never let anyone go", she ran to the roadside flower bed to grab a daisy and then ran back, hearty and proud The boy handed the bright orange flower in front of the blond girl: "Honey, until you appear, I understand who the praises of the world are for. If you agree, I am willing to book a church and a priest in advance for you!"

Alice: "Oops!"

blushing shy shy...

Mori Ogai: "..."

What's happening here!Why is Miss Rimbaud so skillful and natural in teasing girls? !

Nakahara Chuya: Don't say it, it will be tears if you say it.On this road, from Bingsheng to Yokohama, no woman on the road escaped Rimbaud's sight. Every one of them was coaxed by this guy's sweet mouth, their cheeks were bright red, and their blood sugar rose, and even the others were pinched. face treatment.

The only good thing is probably a steady stream of free snacks and almost the same perks.

"You go back to your residence in Yokohama first, and then come to the port after a short rest."

First of all, the master has been beaten to the point of fading, and Ms. Momiji gave up Mori Ogai to Hirotsu Yanagi, and accompanied them back to the port first, and the rest of the group was sent back to Rimbaud's house by Oda Sakunosuke.

The two cars set off one after the other, and Mr. Oda secretly rejoiced that the business car had seven seats, otherwise he would have to think about how to make A-Dun an obedient little tiger...

"Here it is, Miss Rimbaud."

Mr. Oda, who looked a little anxious, parked the car downstairs of the apartment, and the mood of finally getting home made everyone relax.Rimbaud looked left and right, and suddenly walked up to Sakunosuke Oda and tilted his head and smiled: "What's your name?"

It wasn't a deliberately low voice, the girl's voice was soft and crisp, with a slight sweetness.She stood outside the door frame against the light, like an elf walking down from the paper.The bright and bright brown eyes contained a faint light like a galaxy, like cool lake water wrapped in a translucent honey shell.

"Oda, Oda Sakunosuke, will be your work assistant ten years from now."

The red-haired young man's performance can be called dull, the girl turned her eyes and kicked the small stone under her feet, clasped her hands behind her back, leaned forward slightly, looked up at him from a different angle: "Would you like to date me?"

Oda Sakunosuke: "..."

"Sorry, you are still a child."

Rimbaud didn't intend to let him go at all, and immediately said, "Do you like me ten years from now?"

"You are my boss."

The red-haired youth began to look around without a trace, trying to find an escape route.I don't know what kind of terrible remarks the little girl in front of me will make next, so let's leave before I can't answer at all, he doesn't want to fight gravity...

"Level is not a reason... I think you look pleasing to the eye, do you want to talk about a relationship with a shelf life that is not too long?"

She took a step forward and got closer, and Mr. Oda, who was still in the bottom line of obeying the law, took a big step back, bowed, turned, got into the car and left in one go, almost running out of afterimages.

"Ah... so sorry."

Rimbaud watched Oda Sakunosuke run away, shrugged and turned his head to look at Nakahara Chuya, whose face was black with ink, with a hippie smile: "Don't be angry, I still love you, dear~"

"I don't know which of your words is true..."

Nakahara Chu also puffed up his face. The 12-year-old Rimbaud, who was a little shorter than him, hopped and walked a few steps humming a folk song without saying hello. He was only willing to leave if he had to carry it on his back.

—— "I don't know where my home is, shouldn't you take me back properly?"

Osamu Dazai, who was almost out of breath under her pressure, had a worse cough than Akutagawa Ryunosuke, but his physical skills were not as good as others, so he had to walk tremblingly towards the elevator with his thin legs: "Does Miss Rimbaud love me? People want me?" Listen to Miss Rimbaud say, in that emotional tone!"

Rimbaud's answer was to pinch his ears and pull them to the sides: "Jet'aime." Without the slightest hesitation, it was as light as saying "hello" and "goodbye".