King of 25 Cubs

"Miss, why don't you look at the road?"

The young man said helplessly, with a look of concern on his face.

"Missed... By the way, have you found a job yet?"

Osamu Dazai's smile froze, he spread his hands, and his tone was very rascal: "I found it, but I was fired because of absenteeism."

As soon as this sentence was finished, his stomach began to growl.

I:"……"

Putting those messy thoughts behind me for a while, I asked him puzzled: "There are few job opportunities in the town, why don't you go to Moscow?"

"This small town is very special." Dazai Osamu looked at me with similar scrutiny eyes, and said in secret: "Maybe I insist on staying here because I want to complete a mission."

He smiled and said softly, "When my mission is completed, it's time to disappear."

Weird people.

I commented in my heart, and said to him: "Then you keep busy, I'm going home."

"Miss, if you need a heart-to-heart talk, you can come to me anytime~"

Osamu Dazai shouted enthusiastically behind me.

I was so absent-minded during the meal that I almost stuck the fork in my nostril.

"Maria, what's the matter?" Mom asked me.

I didn't look at the person who made the sound, but turned my head to look at Gogol, only to meet his gaze.

His eyes were emotionless, like a shiny silver scalpel, cutting flesh and skin from my body, cutting open my heart.

Of course, there are also some insights and understandings that I can't understand.

I looked away and said nonchalantly, "I was thinking about something just now, I didn't pay attention."

The meal was tasteless. After the meal, I hurriedly washed and climbed into bed, lying in the warm quilt, but I still couldn't fall asleep.

After tossing and turning for a long time, I suddenly got up from the bed and quietly went to the kitchen.

I put a bunch of snacks into the bag, and after thinking about it, I put a big bag of warm babies in the bag.

"It's crazy."

I muttered softly, carrying my bag and turned into the alley where I saw Osamu Dazai before.

The alley was very dark and there was no one to be seen.

"Sure enough, it's already gone."

Also, this is winter, who would squat in a cold dark alley in the middle of the night?

I thought to myself that I was really sick, and just as I was about to turn around to leave, I bumped into someone unexpectedly.

It was a brawny Russian man who still smelled of sweat and alcohol. He glanced at me bewilderedly, and said with a smile, "Little girl, how many rubles a night?"

"You're mistaken, I'm not a street girl."

After I finished speaking, I ran away, but the strong man held my shoulder: "What are you running? It's not that I don't give money."

With a snap, the bag fell to the ground.

Panic hit my heart, and the disgusting body odor of the other party was getting closer and closer. At the very moment, the sound of other people's footsteps came from the entrance of the alley.

"save--"

Before I could yell for help, I was interrupted by the other party.

The man dragged his long and lazy voice: "Raise your right foot and stamp his foot with the heel."

I subconsciously followed what the man said and stepped on it hard.

The drunk man let out a cry of pain and wanted to slap me in the face fiercely.

"Turn your head, grab his wrist, and bend your forearm at a right angle."

"Ah! Let go! You fucking—"

"Take a step forward, bend your left knee, and go up."

My knee hit the drunk's crotch, and the drunk let go of my shoulders screaming and bent backwards.

"Take two steps forward, grab his hair to fix his head, and raise your knee to his chin."

"Trip."

"Press his knees against his back shoulders, and at the same time bend his arms back, hard."

……

The voice was speaking faster and faster, so fast that before I could understand it, the next instruction came out.

But the amazing thing is that even though this is the first time I have come into contact with this unarmed enemy technique, I seem to be familiar with all the movements, and I can even use them without thinking.

I suppressed the drunk man who fell to the ground, broke his arm forcefully, and with a "crack" sound, his shoulder joint was removed.

"Now, hit the opponent's spine hard with your elbow."

I raised my elbow and was about to gouge the drunk man's spine when I stopped abruptly.

The owner of the voice came in from the alley, and the moonlight fell on him. He had curly black hair, a long windbreaker, and deep eyes of unknown meaning.

On his shoulders is the parrot I picked up.

"Why don't you keep going?"

Osamu Dazai asked in a very serious tone.

I pursed my lips and said firmly, "The last attack will kill him."

"Oh?" He dragged his voice, "How do you know he's going to die?"

After finishing speaking, he showed that secretive expression again: "It should be the first time you have come into contact with this kind of fighting technique, isn't it?"

I took my knee off the drunk's shoulder in a daze, stood up straight, and scratched my head: "Yeah, it's obviously the first time I've done this..."

"Wow, are you here to give me this?!"

Dazai suddenly yelled, interrupting my train of thought, he threw himself in front of the bag: "There are bread, sausage, potato chips... There is even wine?!"

He raised his hairy head that was about to be stuck into the bag, and looked at me with teary eyes: "Miss, you are too considerate!"

"It's nothing." I lowered my head in embarrassment: "It's just a little effort."

Dazai squatted in front of the plastic bag and took out a bag of potato chips: "In order to thank the lady for her generosity, I decided to treat the lady to eat potato chips."

"...This is the potato chips I brought, right?!"

I didn't know what was going on, but I followed the rhythm of the other party for no reason, and was finally taken to the roof of my house by him in a daze.

When I was sitting next to him, I suddenly made a movement that I thought was unbelievable.

I stuffed my hand into the other's pocket, as if looking for something.

With a sudden reaction, I immediately withdrew my hand: "Ah, I'm sorry, I don't know why just now... Anyway, I'm sorry!"

Osamu Dazai was stunned for a moment, blinked his eyes lightly, and a very faint smile quickly flashed across his pupils reflecting the clear snow color.

He paused every word: "Miss, who are you, and who do you think I am?"

I opened my eyes slightly.

"Does this question still need to be asked? Of course I am Maria Dmitrie..."

I suddenly stopped talking, and suddenly realized everything I had overlooked before.

A voice identical to mine kept repeating in my ear: "I am Takaho Yuka."

Who is Takaho Yuka?

I ask her.

She didn't respond to me, just kept repeating: "I'm Yuka Takaho."

"who are you?"

I asked again.

She is still repeating: "I am Takaho Yuka."

"Who am I?" I covered my face blankly: "Takaho Yuka... who is it?"

"Is it me?"

……

An answer is imminent.

"Maria!"

Suddenly someone called my name in the distance.

I came back to my senses with a jolt, Dostoevsky was looking up at me in the courtyard next door.

His purple eyes glowed with a cold light, and his voice blended with the coldness of the winter night.

"It's so late, what are you doing on the roof?"

Osamu Dazai stood up, spoke slowly, and said condescendingly: "The moonlight is so beautiful, of course we want to talk about life."

Taking advantage of Tuo Si being dragged, Deng Tuzi landed on my shoulder and asked in the same voice as Osamu Dazai: "Are you Maria, or Takaho Yuka?"

Wait, why do I know this parrot is called Dengtuzi?

Why... because she was originally my bird!

I shook my dizzy head, and suddenly there was a sound of bullets piercing through the air, and "Osamu Dazai" beside me was shot.

"Too... eh??!"

To my surprise, he didn't fall, but scattered and regrouped like thousands of butterflies.

He reorganized it into one line:

【Who are you? 】

I blinked my eyes and decided to take a stab at it.

"I am Takaho Lemon."

As if the music of the RPG game clearance sounded, after a while, the handwriting changed again:

[Congratulations on solving the puzzles in this book, another member of the fruit family has joined! 】

...is that okay too? !

Now I can be 100% sure that this book must have been replaced by Dazai.

I turned my head to look at Fyodor in the yard next door, his hand holding the gun was still in the air, looking slightly dazed.

"Guess, are you going out first, or am I going out first?"

I smiled slowly at Fyodor, jumped off the roof, snatched the gun from my hand, and pressed the trigger on him.

He quietly lowered his hands, did not move or speak, as if he had given up resistance.

With a bang, accompanied by the sound of the gun, a dazzling light exploded in front of his eyes, blocking the bullet.

I was enveloped by the warm light and couldn't help closing my eyes.

Tick, tick.

The sound of the second hand of the clock turning came to my ears.

The white light gradually softened. I opened my eyes and found that I knew the space around me.

I also came here when I just found out that I was a supernatural being.

The little girl in the woolen hat hugged her knees and curled up in front of the huge clock. She looked as cute as a doll, but her body was translucent, and she looked like it would soon disappear.

I walked over and squatted down, and smiled at her: "I finally see you, the old me."

She pursed her lips and looked at me steadily: "Hello, I am now..."

Then she shook her head again: "That's not right, I'm just a residual consciousness called 'unreconciled' from your time in Maria, it's the memory and shadow of the first week, and it can't be called the 'past you'. "

"Even if it's just a shadow, you've caused me a lot of trouble."

I said with a little emotion.

The little girl's expression suddenly felt aggrieved.

"I don't have a complete soul. In reality, I can't occupy your body for too long. Even if you leave me alone, there will be no problem."

"Not for a short time."

I broke up with her in a very serious tone: "What if I was driving with someone when you came out? The driver counts you or me?"

"...they are all one person, is it necessary to distinguish them so clearly?"

"Who was the one who just said 'I'm not what you used to be, I'm just a shadow'?"

The little girl was speechless.

After a while, she sighed: "Oh, forget it, I can't say enough about you."

I patted her head: "Hey, tell me what is the complete integration of the world?"

"After I'm separated from you, this world will no longer have the interference of my existence that distorts time and space, and it will be completely integrated."

"Then what should you do? You should dissipate after peeling off?"

The little girl didn't speak, but turned to look at the clock behind her.

Through the translucent clock, one can see the scene in the book—the Maria Orphanage is sleeping in the night, and the people inside don't know what happened a few minutes ago.

"I'll just stay in the book." The little girl's tone was a little wistful: "Although it's fake, it has everything I yearn for here."

"Have you decided? I have solved the puzzle. After we 'outsiders' leave, the book will be closed, and no one will be able to enter again."

After a pause, I said softly, "Your Fedya is not in the book either."

The little girl pursed her lips.

"If you have a chance, please convey 'thank you' to him for me."

"Thank you for this dream weaved for me. I like it very much, even though they are all fake."

She closed her eyes, and her figure faded away.

"I also thank him for giving me my humanity after creating me, but leaving my divinity for myself."

·

After Maria's consciousness disappeared, I left that space and returned to the book again.

Fyodor had disappeared, whether he left the book or hid elsewhere.

The clear birdsong came from the sky, and Deng Tuzi had a candy he stole from no one knew where in his mouth. It flew over and put the candy into my palm.

In the microphone was Dazai's smiling voice: "He won't have candy in his pocket, I have it here."

"I even eat my own vinegar..."

I made a complaint and grabbed Deng Tuzi.

Another burst of light engulfed us, and Deng Tuzi and I continued to be pushed by the repulsive force, and finally fell into a pile of dusty ruins.

The ruins looked familiar.

"This is... the church in a small town?"

There are many Russian policemen around who are cleaning the scene, and I also saw Prince Myshkin giving instructions on the walkie-talkie.

"What's going on here?" I picked up the book in hand and walked to Duke Myshkin, and asked puzzledly, "Didn't it be fine before?"

"Just now Gogol and Sigma from the "Five Decays of Heaven" came out of the book and wanted to take the book away, so we had a fight with them. "

The capable KGB glanced at me: "I don't know what you're dawdling about, you haven't come out for a long time."

I looked at the collapsed foundation and broken tiles, and said embarrassingly, "The war was fierce."

After speaking, he handed the book signed "Ellen Poe" to Prince Myshkin: "Since Fyodor has not come out yet, I will give it to you."

Prince Myshkin took the book and stared at me intently with his pale eyes, as if evaluating something.

"I haven't formally introduced myself to you yet. I'm an agent of the KGB." He held out his hand to me: "Miss Gao Sui, are you interested in working in our KGB?"

I waved my hand with a wry smile: "Continue to be a boy? Let's forget it."

The man winked at me: "If you change your mind, please feel free to contact me."

I nodded without hesitation, and asked him again, "Have you seen Dazai?"

"He should be outside."

"Thank you."

I had just lifted my foot and walked a few steps when my phone rang suddenly, the notifications sounded one after another, and the new message almost burst the screen of my phone.

[As long as the job is not dead, work to the death: Gao Sui, should you come back and continue working? 】

[Blind dog in the army: lack of people, return to the team quickly! 】

[Black Cat Sheriff: I think you have a good relationship with the police, do you want to continue to be my assistant, the dessert will be free forever. 】

[Mr. Natsume: The position of "book" has been successfully transferred. I will tell the government to apply for special merit for you. 】

[Sister Carambola: Sis, the company needs you, when will you come back woo woo woo! 】

[Old Thief Bald Mori: Port Mafia is looking for talents, and the treatment is favorable. Is Miss Gao Sui interested? 】

……

Do you miss me so much?

Erwuzi can be called "king" for the time being, right?

[Ding—the degree of world integration is 100%]

【The host's wishes have all been fulfilled now, and it's time for Xiao Qi to say goodbye. 】

I froze for a moment.

"Are you leaving too?"

Feeling a little sad, I sighed and said, "You've been with me for so long, so I'm really reluctant to leave."

[I... I will work hard to upgrade, and come back to visit the host when I have a chance! 】

When saying this sentence, the system took on a bit of crying.

"Then you have to take care."

I said softly.

The system sniffed, and performed its last duty in a low voice:

[Congratulations to the host, the mission "King of Two or Five Cubs" has been successfully completed. 】

【Start the system now to break away from the program... 10%... 20%... 100%... The program has started. 】

[May the future be as you wish, Takaho Yuka, goodbye. 】

Until the electronic sound completely disappeared, I tried to speak:

"System, are you still there?"

"Little Seven?"

"A stupid system that only produces hair?"

I pursed my lips and whispered, "...I will miss you too."

No answer was heard.

Turns out it was really gone.

Life is short and long. We have walked side by side with many people and passed by.

Maybe in the future we will all get back together, and of course maybe not.

So I can only say to myself: no matter what, keep looking forward.

After standing still for a long time, I finally shook my head and took out my phone to reply to messages one by one.

【Mr. Ango, sorry, I want to resign. 】

[Jono, do you think you have too much hair? 】

[Uncle policeman, my lover is not a country. 】

[Don't wait for special merit, just give me a certificate of "King of the Second and Fifth Cubs". 】

[The company you look at, I want to live a retirement life! 】

【roll! ! ! 】

……

After rejecting all the job invitations and honors, I suddenly felt relaxed, as if I had traveled a long way through mountains and rivers, and there were many difficulties and obstacles on the way. I regret to say to everyone: Next, this world will be handed over to you.

This is the end of my adventure.

I turned off my mobile phone, walked briskly out of the church on the cracked stone bricks.

When I went out, it was just against the light, the breeze was blowing, and the sky was clear and clear.

Someone sat on the collapsed sculpture, raised his head slightly, and looked at the distant pine snow and valley in a trance, his eyebrows and eyes were full of light.

Hearing footsteps, he turned around quickly, and then opened his arms naturally.

The white cat ring on the ring finger sparkles in the sun.

I smiled and ran towards him.

【theend】

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Extra

"Past Chapter: Snow Covered"

New Year's Eve.

It snowed all day, and the road from the town to Moscow was covered with heavy snow.

The engine was frozen, and the dilapidated Nissan van was parked at the edge of the forest. The driver got out of the car and inspected it for a long time, and finally slapped the rear cover severely and cursed.

"Get out of the car, the car won't move."

The driver went around to the front and tapped on the window.

"My home is in a nearby village. Do you want to stay in the village for one night, or go to Moscow on foot?"

The boy with black hair and purple eyes, who looked only thirteen or fourteen years old, looked out the window, frowned slightly, but didn't say anything.

"To Moscow."

"The forest is not big. Walk through the forest for half an hour, and you will see the national highway, where you can get a ride."

The driver threw down these words, and no longer cared about the life and death of the two of them, he just dropped the car and left in the opposite direction of the forest.

"Fetya, Fedya, are we going to walk?"

The girl rubbed her eyes with sleepiness in her voice.

"That's obvious, Maria."

The boy replied in a calm tone, and got out of the car with the girl in his arms.

"It's so cold."

The little girl wrapped into a ball in the cotton-padded clothes glanced worriedly at her round self in the mirror, then turned her head to look at the slightly thin boy: "I'll give you the coat, anyway, no matter how cold I am, I won't get sick."

As he said that, he was about to take off his coat to the other party.

"Need not."

Her hand was held down by the boy.

"I'm not cold."

The heater was not turned on in the car, the boy pursed his lips that were white with cold, and wrapped the clothes around the girl again.

"What's more, I can't fit your clothes."

"...That's right."

The girl grunted.

The two children walked into the forest with one deep foot and one shallow foot, stepping on the snow.

The wind wailed and howled through the forest, like thousands of wandering spirits screaming in unison, Maria squeezed the boy's hand tightly in fear, and got closer to him.

After walking for more than ten minutes, they saw a fox in the woods whose neck had been bitten off by the sharp teeth of the beast and its belly had been disembowelled.

Part of the body of this fox whose corpse was exposed in the wilderness was mutilated, and all internal organs were frozen with ice.

Maria shuddered.

"Fei Jia." She tugged on the boy's sleeve, "I think I died here too, and my internal organs were frozen."

She rubbed her belly, with a puzzled face: "Why do I have the feeling that I am it?"

"It's called empathy."

The young man's tone was flat, and he said slowly: "Being able to understand other people's emotions and perceive their suffering is empathy."

"Then will Fei Jia also 'empathize'?"

The young man was silent for a long time, and finally avoided answering: "I only think about one thing now: there are obviously wild animals infested in this place, how can we avoid them and reach the national highway safely."

A hand dropped from the top of the girl's head: "The two of us, you are enough if we can empathize."

——For the two of us, you are enough for those who can XX.

This sentence pattern always appears in the dialogue between the two.

It was as if Fyodor was ripping something out of himself and stuffing it all over the girl.

Maria held the boy's hand tightly, and said the same words as before in a natural tone:

"Well, some things are enough for the two of us to have, because I will always be with Fei Jia."

By identifying the marks left by the beast, Fyodor judged that the beast was a bear and managed to avoid it.

When she was about to walk out of the woods, Maria stepped on a snow-covered stone and slipped, and did not get up for a long time.

Before she could say anything, the boy squatted down with his back to her: "Tired?"

The girl naturally lay on the boy's back and yawned: "Fei Jia, I like you so much~"

After saying this, she fell asleep on the boy's back.

The boy stood where he was, looked back at the direction of the fox's corpse, and finally turned his head back.

The warm weight on his back reminded him that he had to keep walking.

The night is long, the snow is long, and the road is long.

He set foot on the national highway and walked slowly in the direction of Moscow, waiting for a car that might catch them.

Also waiting to go to the unknown but established ending of the two.

"sorry."

Who knows whose weak voice gradually dissipated in the dry and cold air of the Eastern European plains.

"I lied to you just now, and I'm cold too."

"It's as cold as the internal organs are frozen."

"Past Dawn"

"Oh!"

The toilet door was locked from the outside.

There was laughter and laughter from across the door.

"Will that Eastern European bastard stay here overnight?"

"I heard that the school toilets are haunted at night hahaha!"

The third voice was a little worried: "Tell me, what if Mr. Kise..."

"Hey, Kise-kun doesn't like her at all."

The leading girl dismissed her and said, "I've asked all of their classmates. It was because Kise-kun chose Dare to play Truth or Dare and asked him to confess to the most beautiful girl. I didn't expect that Eastern European bastard to come back. I'm really hard on Kise-kun."

"How shameless!"

"Who said it wasn't."

……

The sound gradually spread away.

Takaho Yuka, who was wearing only underwear on her upper body, curled up by the pool and shivered, dripping water trickled down her hair and arms.

It was getting darker outside the window, she raised her head from her arms, and wiped the water off her face expressionlessly.

Then, he took out his hidden mobile phone from the waistband of his skirt.

She called Kise.

If the other person can answer the phone, it would be nice to send her a piece of clothing.

Besides Kise, she couldn't find anyone to turn to for help.

The busy tone on the phone rang for a long, long time.

No one ever answered.

Takaho Yuka silently looked at the phone's screen that had gone back to black, with the words of those girls before they left around her ears.

——"Kise-kun doesn't like her at all."

Yes, Kise-kun doesn't like me at all.

The girl buried her head on her knees again, and outside the window, the last rays of the setting sun also left her.

After a long time, she raised her head again, and her reddish eyes fell on the phone again.

She called the head teacher's phone number.

"Teacher, can I trouble you with one thing..."

The girl said with some embarrassment: "I was accidentally locked into the women's toilet on the fifth floor, can you open the door for me?"

Pursing her lips, she whispered, "It would be even better if you could bring a coat by the way."

The female teacher on the other side of the phone was silent for a moment, obviously guessing what happened, but she chose to ignore it.

Teachers in Japanese private schools basically don't care about campus bullying, and many teachers even believe that "bullying" is to allow students to adapt to society in advance.

"I have already left school, but there are other female teachers in the office, let me ask for you."

"Okay, thank you teacher, I'm sorry to trouble you."

The head teacher didn't call again, and about ten minutes later, Takaho Yuka heard footsteps coming from outside the toilet.

She was just about to call out "Teacher, I'm here", when she suddenly felt something was wrong.

The flat leather shoes fell heavily on the ground, and the sound of "slapping" sounded like a drum beating to death.

She reacted quickly, subconsciously ran to the toilet door, and locked the door inside.

In the next second, the outside lock was unscrewed, but the man failed to push the door open as expected.

The door was knocked.

"Student Gao Sui, I brought dry clothes for you."

It's a man's voice.

Nasushima-sensei, who has mischievous eyes and has always harbored ill intentions towards her!

Takaho Yuka squatted down and pressed her back firmly against the toilet door.

Outside, the voice of the male teacher continued:

"Student Gao Sui, your teacher called and said that you were locked in the toilet, and now I am the only one in the office."

"Poor little girl, have you been bullied by your classmates? Don't be afraid, I'm here to help you, open the door."

Takaho Yuka covered her mouth and said nothing.

"Student Gao Sui, the teacher was about to leave work, and came here to help you after knowing what happened to you. If you treat the teacher so indifferently, the teacher will die of grief."

There was no response from the person in the toilet for a long time. The man hammered the door harder and even kicked it with his feet.

"Takaho Yuka, open the door!!"

"Stinky bitch, don't be ashamed!"

……

The girl's thin body trembled slightly with the vibration of the door.

Tears rolled down her face silently, but she didn't dare to move.

Fortunately, the door of the school toilet is very strong, the man did not kick it open, so he had to give up.

"Since you like to stay in the toilet, then don't come out."

The beast sneered, "The toilets in the school are haunted at night."

The sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground became farther and farther away, and Takaho Yuka's body slid down from the door.

She covered her face, gasped for breath, and then burst into tears.

Any crying will eventually die down.

As night fell, by moonlight, the girl saw her pale face in the mirror.

She laughed at herself: "Like a ghost."

It's twelve o'clock.

"happy Birthday to me."

She said in a hoarse voice, walked slowly to the toilet window, climbed up the window sill, and looked at the concrete road downstairs in a daze.

If you jump from here, you will probably die.

Takaho Yuka closed her eyes and opened her arms.

"It would be nice to be a ghost in the school bathroom."

Just before she was about to jump off, she suddenly opened her eyes again.

"No," she said to herself, "not yet."

Look at how I look now, with scant clothes and wet hair, how embarrassing and embarrassing it is.

Jump from here, she will be found tomorrow morning, and then everyone will remember her current appearance.

"You must be beautiful until you die, and don't even leave the corpse for them."

She said softly and word by word: "You can't let them watch jokes."

She called the police and was finally rescued by the police sister from the women's toilet.

In every campus legend, there seems to be a story about a haunted toilet.

But Takaho Yuka knew that the toilets in Kaichang High School were not haunted.

The morning before the sun rises is the darkest.

And the human heart is more terrifying than ghosts.

"Now Chapter Skylight"

Graduation season.

Haichang High School, the bulletin board at the school gate.

"Look at the opening of the rankings... Damn it's impossible?! Yuka Takaho from Class 3 has been admitted to the University of Tokyo?!"

"Is she cheating? I remember her grades were mediocre in the past."

"Didn't she take a break from studying for two years, maybe she went to a cram school?"

"That cram school is so awesome? I will enroll in that cram school for another year, will I also be admitted to Dongda?"

As soon as the boy finished speaking, he heard a slightly familiar voice behind him——

"Boyfriend cram school, you deserve it."

I said dryly.

The boy turned his head so suddenly that he almost sprained his neck.

"Gao Gao Gao Sui?!!"

This howl attracted everyone's attention.

I covered my face and sighed: "Classmate, can't you keep your voice down? And my name is Gao Sui, not Gao Gao Gao Sui."

This time, he was surrounded by a group of people again.

I just came to pick up my graduation certificate and admission letter, but I was surrounded by crowds wherever I went, and I haven't left the campus for more than half an hour.

No, Hulala surrounded another group of people.

"How did you pass the exam, Gao Sui? You're too good!"

Me: "It's not that I'm good, it's that the cram school is good..."

"Gaosui, which major did you major in at the University of Tokyo?"

Me: "Electronic Information Engineering."

"Wow, you will definitely be able to choose the government or a big company for your job in the future, right?"

Me: "No. It is impossible to work part-time, and it is impossible to work part-time in this life."

"Then Gao Sui plans to be his own boss? Remember to support some old classmates like us when you start a company in the future!"

Me: "I just want to be a salted fish waiting to die."

"Student Gao Sui really knows how to joke hahaha."

……

Similar questions have been asked by no less than a hundred people.

After finally leaving the school, Dazai, who was waiting outside the school, was leaning against the ginkgo tree outside the school, looking down at his phone.

"There is no more shampoo at home."

I said casually.

"There's another box in the closet."

"Huh?!" I opened my eyes wide in surprise, "Is there still a box?!"

"The last time I went to the supermarket to collect a car, have you forgotten?"

……

We moved back from Gaosui's house to the residential area where we lived before, and I also lived the retirement life I dreamed of playing mahjong, cooking, and tending flowers and plants.

Of course, I didn't forget the college entrance examination review.

After returning from Russia, Dazai joined the Armed Detective Agency after being recommended by the farming chief, and successfully passed the examination to become a full member.But before we became members of Butei Club, we went to the district office first and changed our household registration.

There was no candlelight dinner or romantic proposal, but on a sunny day, I said to him: "I'm going to the district office, will you go?"

Dazai, who was lying on the bed, watching dramas and eating snacks with me, blinked and got up quickly.

"Oh, let's go then."

He flicked the bangs on his forehead, as if nothing had happened.

I wanted to see Dazai's expression again, but he turned his head away, looking at the sky and the earth, but he didn't look at me.

I guess he might be shy.

For things like "marriage", it has very little impact on us, and life is still how it should be.

In fact, what Dazai said before was right—the relationship between a lover, or a husband and wife, is too light for us.

What matters is never identity, but the fact that we are together.

"To celebrate your admission to Dongdae, the Detective Agency has a dinner today."

After a pause, Dazai looked at me: "It seems that I want to eat hot pot."

"Ah yes, I almost forgot!" I patted my forehead: "Then we have to go to the supermarket to buy ingredients first."

It is worth mentioning that after leaving the supermarket, we met Mr. Nakaya on the side of the road.

He seemed to be drunk, sitting on the locomotive with dazed eyes and a dazed expression, and was calling the traffic police.

"Hey, I'm going to turn myself in for drunk driving! Huh? Who's kidding you, I really did drink driving, come and catch me!!!"

I:"……"

Dazai sighed pretendingly: "What an arrogant mafia, it's fine to drink and drive, and even provoke the police."

Me: "No, he probably really thinks that drunk driving is wrong."

When we arrived at the detective agency, Kunikida grabbed Dazai by the collar and dragged him in, who entered the door first.

"Where did you bastard go again, what do you mean by throwing a lot of paperwork at me?!"

"Hey, Kunikida-kun, I know you can do it~"

Dazai's usual glib tone came out of the detective agency.

"Do I still have to thank you for your trust in me, huh?!!!!!!"

"You don't need to thank me too much, I'll make the hot pot today~"

"Cough cough!"

I stood at the door and cleared my throat.

When Kunikida's fist almost hit Dazai's handsome face, his body shook and he turned his head suddenly: "Senior Sister?! You came so early?"

"I have nothing to do, just come here."

I showed a perfect smile: "Xtep, quickly pick up the thing in my hand, it's so heavy."

"It's Dubu." The sensible and obedient junior immediately dropped Dazai and ran over to take the shopping bag in my hand.

"By the way, let me introduce you to my senior sister. You probably haven't met Dazai yet. He is a new employee of the detective agency."

I:"……"

By the way, I also