I'm such a big son

At dusk, on a deserted street, the setting sun leaves a picture scroll with clear light and shadow. An elderly man was at a loss and was blocked by a young black-haired lady in a corner.

"Did you go? The date invitation from the 12-year-old me."

Miss Rimbaud showed curious eyes, and her defenseless neck was exposed in front of his eyes - the white and slender lines were beautiful and smooth, most of which were covered by long hair, and the rest was hidden under the collar.

He suddenly remembered how she looked when she was drunk before, with her unbuttoned collar and crooked tie... Stop!I can't continue to imagine, what is the difference between thinking about it and being abnormal! ?

If it was someone else, Fukuzawa Yukichi thought he would probably ignore gender and age and push people away without changing his face and go back to his own path.But in the face of Miss Rimbaud, he doubted whether anyone could be as firm as a stone in those bright brown eyes.

"That's just a childish joke, don't make trouble." In the end, he could only weakly give up struggling and let her bully him.

However, no matter how sincerely Mr. Fukuzawa expressed his surrender, Rimbaud refused to let him go.Even though the two of them had no physical contact at all, and the distance between them was kept within a safe range, she somehow created an atmosphere of cuddling each other... For example, at this moment, a pair of young men and women who strayed into the alley smiled and huddled together in an unknown place. After saying something, the boy looked at Fukuzawa Yukichi with admiration, stopped his lover from nodding and backed out.

Sorry to bother you.

He could see the mouth shape made by that boy, at this moment he couldn't argue with anything, only speechless.

"Miss Rimbaud, please stop teasing me, an old man. If you want to find an honest man to start a family with, I can introduce you..."

He stopped suddenly.

If Ms. Rimbaud had such thoughts, the city of Yokohama would be razed to the ground by brave men from all over the world as soon as the news was released... He really had a lot of trouble.

Rimbaud smiled meaningfully: "But I just don't like the type that takes the initiative to deliver it to my door. If I insist, it's more delicious that I will be shy enough to resist..."

"If you refuse a young girl's confession because of your noble sense of morality... I am an adult now. Then, Mr. Fukuzawa, do you dare to go on a date with me?"

Fukuzawa Yukichi really wanted to say "don't dare", because he was too old to learn how wild young people play.He also understood that Rimbaud probably just wanted to find someone to walk around with her and eat with her—so, she was just a child who hadn't grown up...

Then this "cute girl who didn't grow up" who was already 1.7 meters [-] reached out and grabbed his neckline before he could figure out what to say to decline the invitation.The very light smell of mint, tobacco, and perfume invaded the nose, and Mr. Fukuzawa was still in a trance when the warmth receded from his lips... The intensity of the beating of the heart in his chest made him wonder if he had suffered from the disease in advance. Some kind of heart disease.

"Do you need more encouragement?"

Mademoiselle Rimbaud narrowed her eyes, her lips, pink from recent anemia, sparkled.

Only then did Fukuzawa Yukichi realize that he was taken advantage of by a woman nearly 15 years younger than him.

Well, the word "again" is quite spiritual.

Rimbaud took a step back, and then took a step back, obviously recalling the fate of the last time he did such a thing.She even thought of a way to hide in the subspace to avoid being chased and killed, but in the end, the top of her hair was rubbed by the white-haired man again: "Don't be kidding, I'm old enough to be your father, you deserve more Good man."

Well, early marriage and early childbearing have always been popular in island countries. When Mr. Fukuzawa was still a teenager, his family had arranged for him a gentle and obedient lady of similar family background. If so...it should be Mr. Fukuzawa who was molested by Miss Rimbaud today...probably.

What Mr. Fukuzawa doesn't know is... the ex-boyfriend who was just shot by Miss Rimbaud was 12 years older than her. He really shouldn't bring up the topic of age.

Miss Rimbaud's eyes lit up for a moment, as if the flowers of the four seasons came into her eyes at the same time: "Well, I understand. An invitation without homework is indeed frivolous..."

Without waiting for Mr. Fukuzawa to put his heart into his stomach while regretting, she continued: "It is only natural that a serious and responsible man like you would refuse. Why don't I go back and study carefully what places are suitable for dating in Yokohama, next time How about writing a special letter to invite you? I heard that lovers in the island country like to write some poems and pass them on to each other, and Mr. Fukuzawa, who wants to abide by the tradition, does the same. Where should I send the letter to you? Detective agency?"

No!The tradition you mentioned prevailed in the Heian period more than 1000 years ago. At that time, it was popular to visit wives, get married and have various derailments. It is really not a suitable time to give examples!

By the way, what did you understand!

However, once Miss Rimbaud made a decision, she would be so powerful that she wouldn't give Mr. Fukuzawa a chance to refuse or explain. She made a move and walked briskly around the already stupefied white-haired man humming a brisk country folk song. Lost……

Chic away...

gone...

Up...

She's gone... Maybe what I said just now was just a new form of joke, right?However, why did she know that she was just making an ambiguous joke, but her heart was jumping with joy, as if she had just escaped from the house and came to Yokohama, cheering and beating, as if some animal was hiding inside and jumping non-stop.

Rimbaud hummed a song all the way back home. He was in such a good mood that when he saw Ryunosuke who came back from the outside with injuries, he just raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Go and bring the first-aid kit, and today I will teach you how to do it quickly and correctly." Save yourself."

Without any hesitation, Ryunosuke almost ran out of the afterimage with maximum efficiency, and reappeared in front of Rimbaud with a first-aid kit in an instant.She arranged the boy on the stool, and sat cross-legged on the ground, letting him take off his shirt to expose the wound.

"Your supernatural ability has more than enough momentum, but not enough defense. A good knife, no matter how sharp it is, is only sharp at the edge, and the fragile blade can be broken easily. A broken knife is no longer a knife, but a piece of scrap iron. "

"That's what you are now."

"Ryunosuke, I told you that you can't become stronger if you follow me, remember?"

Of course he remembered, and he still broods over her cold rejection to this day: "Mr. Fukuzawa said, you hope that I can become a person with a strong heart."

"That's right!" Rimbaud smiled immediately: "I hope you have the wisdom to distinguish when to give up all violent attacks, and when to choose protection without hesitation. Not only to protect others, but more importantly, to protect you For yourself, this is a skill that takes serious thought to acquire.”

While speaking, she had already treated the wound on the boy's body. After a simple bandage, Rimbaud patted Ryunosuke on the shoulder: "Tell me, what happened."

As expected, Ryunosuke frowns very honestly and described: "I used to have a few companions in Raibo Street, and they were separated before being adopted by you. After that, even if everyone reunited, they couldn't go back to the past. Later they joined the 'sheep ’, less connected with each other. But recently, they died, and the last companion passed the word to the next day, and none survived.”

"I have made an agreement with them that no matter who dies, the one who is still alive must avenge the dead companions. Even if we part ways, the agreement still exists. I am not a perfidious person, and I do not want to embarrass my family and brothers with private matters. So ..."

"So you came back with a wound all over? What about the results?"

Rimbaud appreciates his persistence very much, but he is very dissatisfied with this style of repeated defeats and defeats. Seeing that he has not caused other losses and is in a good mood today, he reluctantly accepts Ryunosuke's image of a defeated dog .

"The result is..." Ryunosuke was as serious as reporting the task to his superiors, "I will wipe out that small criminal gang, and my former companions will be buried."

"Oh, it's okay..." She suddenly remembered something and raised her head to ask.

"Where did you move your hand?"

If he is caught by surveillance, he has to think of a way for him...

Ryunosuke really lived up to his reputation: "Three died on Raibo Street, one died in a dark alley where he was escaping, and the last one was chased into the sea by his subordinates."

Rimbaud: "..."

She stretched out her hand to gently touch Akutagawa Ryunosuke's head shell, bent up and tapped again: "Young man, please tell me what this shell is? Do you have it just for decoration?"

"You are the adopted son of my Jean Rantang, and the son of a high-ranking cadre at PortMafia. Why don't you ask me for professional advice? Or you can ask Oda, or at least Dazai. "

"Forget it, now go find someone to find a way to deal with the surveillance evidence for you, and make good use of your decoration. I hope to get a satisfactory answer from you when I come back."

The person who died was a member of a small criminal gang. According to Ryunosuke's temper, he would definitely not take care of collecting the corpse, so it would take several days before he was discovered. Coupled with the issue of identity, it may eventually become an old death case.But things are not afraid of [-], just in case, what if someone who is not afraid of hard work suddenly remembers to turn to the monitor?

Do you want the police to block the door?What a shame!Speaking out will make the colleagues in the circle suffocate with laughter!

She let Ryunosuke's head get up and put on her coat again and walked out. There are full-time personnel in PortMafia's assassination team to deal with this kind of matter.What she needs to do is to say hello to Colonel before she can borrow other people's subordinates.

As for the question that it is now close to off-duty time?Forget it, except for the logistics team, who in and around PortMafia can get off work on time? !