I'm such a big son

In a coffee shop advertised as "authentic French", the plates in front of Ms. Rimbaud were swept away. Of course, the same was true of the young Mr. Zhongyuan opposite her.

The two young people who were overwhelmed with bills walked along the road while eating and chatting—one skipped work and the other skipped school, so don't laugh at the other.

It was the nth time that she was dragged out of the chat scene, Nakahara Nakata pushed his hat and couldn't help asking his soul: "What are you doing, even if you are in love, you can only be one-on-one, right? Are you afraid of capsized if you flirt so much?"

"What! You actually think love is one-on-one?"

Miss Rimbaud was taken aback: "You're almost fifteen and haven't been chased by a girl before, are you? Falling in love is like buying shoes. How do you know which one is right if you don't try it out? Do you go into the store to buy something? Don’t even choose, buy the first one you see, turn around and leave?”

It really is such a Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at her speechless, his eyes full of condemnation of "how can you be such a scumbag".

Miss Lan Bo shrugged her shoulders without any disobedience: "I won't do anything foolish. People who don't have that kind of idea just want to meet new friends and hang out. If I meet the right one, I will definitely get serious."

Just serious, not specific...

You are awesome!

Zhong Yuanzhong also wiped his face: "You are only twelve, not twenty. In our country, adults who fall in love with minors will be arrested by the police."

So no normal person would agree to date you...

And your taste is too weird, right?

That's right, most of Miss Rimbaud's flirting with young ladies and big sisters was just for fun, and the men she seriously invited... all of them were at least ten years older than her by visual inspection.

"what the hell!"

The girl who had been defeated and fought repeatedly pouted: "Why is there such a rigid law! Orientals are too conservative..."

"It's not a question of being conservative at all, is it? How much do you lack fatherly love?"

Can't help complaining, Zhong also suddenly understood the bad influence that an irresponsible father may bring to the family and children, retracted the rest of what he wanted to say, turned his head and snorted: "Looking for such an old man, if you What should I do if I'm cheated or bullied? Most of the people who stare at little girls are not good people."

"Who dares to bully me, hum!"

Miss Rimbaud turned her head to the other side dissatisfied.The cold war lasted about three seconds in total. She paused for a moment and suddenly stretched out her hand to pull Chuya's arm. The voice was faint: "...I feel like I'm falling in love."

"Can your river make ants float!"

Barely resisting the throbbing veins on his forehead, the orange-haired boy followed her gaze and looked into the distance together—a serious samurai wearing a traditional kimono with a feathered waist and a long sword standing under the flower wall woven by Fujimoto rose He and the cow cat squatting on the wall stared at each other, as if neither of them wanted to take the lead to look away.

The black-haired boy: "..."

I beg you to be an individual, can we change our target to harm!

Mr. Fukuzawa is enjoying his long-lost stroll time. Since he was stumped by a little apprentice, the apprentice's elder brother has also become an auditor in the class. Recently, the Akutagawa brothers and sisters have invited the hypothetical family to go out for an autumn outing. He can finally have a few days of leisure .

Even a lone swordsman...needs rest, right?

He put his hands in his sleeves, thinking to himself whether the new dried fish could coax the cat down from the wall. The cow cat gave a "meow" and jumped into a small, somewhat familiar In the arms of the girl.

"Sir! I seem to be in love with you. Would you like to wait for me to grow up?"

The little girl's big bright brown eyes are full of sincerity, almost reaching the point of devotion and admiration.The orange-haired boy following her deeply blamed himself for not fully understanding her mobility, and lost the precious opportunity to stop her immediately.

She hugged the coquettish cat and tried to raise her head to look at the dignified elder. The white-haired swordsman looked fiercely: "Don't mess around! Go back to school!"

Even if she is not familiar with this girl, the young man beside her is no stranger. Isn't this Miss Rimbaud's eldest son?Miss Rimbaud was enough to make him feel like he was suffering from a heart attack. Facing this little girl who spoke shockingly and looked like a child... let alone be negligent!

Fortunately, Mr. Fukuzawa is a good man with integrity.

Zhong Yuan, who couldn't stop the girl, let out a sigh of relief in his heart, no matter what, she would never get hurt under his nose.

Rimbaud didn't take Mr. Fukuzawa's refusal seriously at all. She picked up the cow cat that was trying to get into her arms and held it up in front of Fukuzawa Yukichi: "Do you want to pet this cat? Agree to come with me If you go on a date, I'll let you touch it."

Fukuzawa Yukichi: "...!"

Are you a demon? !

Reluctantly looking at the cat one more time, the determined man raised his hand and patted the little girl's head, then turned and left.

Rimbaud's eyes lit up all of a sudden: "What's your name?"

Mr. Fukuzawa, who had already walked away, pretended not to hear anything, and fled the scene quickly, for fear that he would make a mistake that would be enough to sentence him to a lifetime sentence.

"Ah... what a pity, he's gone."

She was really regretful, and her mood and tone dropped together: "I don't know when I will meet him again."

"I've said it all, don't go up and invite everyone on a date like this, you're like a crazy person!"

Mr. Zhongyuan was blind all the way—forget it, let’s just give up, and solve this embarrassment by himself after Lanbo returns. Miss Bo?

"But... I want to have a lover who won't leave. What a man promises forever is probably just not long enough. If it is an older person, he may die before the vow turns bad. Then I can also deceive myself, someone will love forever I."

She lowered her eyelashes and kicked the pebbles under her feet: "Let's go, I suddenly remembered that I promised Alice to bring her a Napoleon cake."

Rimbaud walked back to the coffee shop where he ate first, packed a piece of cake, carried it in his hand and walked back to the port with his head bowed. Chuya walked beside her. He wanted to open his mouth to say something but couldn't say it in the end.

——I will not leave, and I will still love you, although it is not the kind of strong and greasy love between lovers, but as long as I still exist in the world, you are the relative I can never give up.

Think about it or forget it, how can you say such disgusting words, the most important thing is for a man to take practical actions!

Entering the PortMafia building, Chuya went to Rimbaud's office, and Rimbaud went to the chief's office with the cake.

Alice is not there, I don't know if she woke up and ran to find someone to play with.Rimbaud put the cake on her small table, and when he turned around, he saw Mr. Chief leaning in his chair and looking at him with a smile.

"Hey, Mr. Mori, I just fell out of love!"

She walked over and put her hands on his desk and leaned forward slightly. The black-haired man's eyes were gentle and generous: "Oh, that's really a pity, Miss Rimbaud. Why didn't you ask my opinion on such an important matter?"

"I thought love was a subjective thing, only those who were in it could understand it."

The mischievous brunette climbed onto the desk and knelt down, closing the distance between them to a rather dangerous distance.

Mr. Sen narrowed his eyes, and a purple ripple flashed in his eyes:

"I mean, if you want to fall in love, you might as well try to accumulate experience from a less difficult level."

"Like what?"

The girl tilted her head and smiled more slyly: "Uncle, are you talking about yourself?"

He rested his chin on one hand and imitated that she also tilted her head, her tone seemed to be teasing a child: "Guess?"

The boyish Rimbaud burst out laughing like a sunny spring sky.She leaned on the table with one hand and quickly jumped to Mori Ogai's side. This was the closest Miss Killer was to him no matter how big or small he was.

The girl put her hands on the man's knee and looked up at the elder's eyes for a long time: "Your eyes are really beautiful."

"Thank you for your compliment, my lady, is there anything else you want to say?"

He stretched his hand forward, and before he could touch the girl's cheek... The little girl suddenly disappeared out of thin air, and the adult Miss Rimbaud reappeared with long black curly hair.

"..."

"...ah... that, I can explain...give me three seconds..."

The bright brown eyes and the purple eyes looked at each other for a moment, and Mr. Sen, who was a little guilty, took the lead to look away: "I originally planned to check your teeth for you when you were 12 years old. Miss Rimbaud, dental caries is terrible, isn't it?"

Miss Cadre raised her eyebrows with a half-smile and lifted her hands from his knees to reopen the distance between the two of them, her voice hoarse: "So you are proficient in dentistry, it seems that the position of the leader of PortMafia is really too inferior. "

"Ahahahahahaha, everyone has to have a part-time job. Being a doctor is a hobby, but it's a pity that I can't fill my stomach."

He laughed a few times, and Rimbaud stood up straight and leaned back against the edge of the desk: "The work report will be submitted within a week. If there are no comments, I will go home and rest after get off work..."

"Theoretically, I shouldn't refuse this reasonable request, but...Miss Rimbaud, haven't you noticed that your body temperature is abnormal?"

Just now I was too guilty and didn't pay attention to it, but now that I have enough room to breathe, I realize it. First of all, the expression on Mr. President's face disappeared.

The position of her cheekbones was pink, and a few small rashes appeared slightly.If it were any other doctor, he might mistakenly think that it was a freckle unique to Caucasians. However, Mori Ogai was a military doctor, and the most feared thing in the army is-a severe infectious disease.

"Miss Rimbaud, please follow me to the medical room."

His tone was unprecedentedly serious, categorical and unquestionable, and he meant to forcibly carry him into the medical room.Rimbaud raised his hand and walked away from the desk: "It's serious? I thought it was because the temperature dropped today, but I didn't realize it was hot."

"I said, Officer Lantang, please go to the medical room—now!"

"……Understood."

Rimbaud turned and walked out, his fingers hanging down in front of the doorknob, and he fell to the ground silently and without warning.