King of 25 Cubs

Mr. Clown fished me out of the sea and threw me a towel.

"Wipe off the water first."

His small yacht is quite complete, with all kinds of daily necessities, pots and pans, but it has not been sorted out, so it looks disorganized.

Several boxes were piled up in the cabin, most of the lids were open, performance props and half-made clay dolls with missing arms and legs were scribbled together. On the head, I saw crushed iridescent false fur.

It is really colorful and quite exciting.

"Mr. Clown, can you lend me this wig?"

My silver-white fake hair was washed away by the sea, my hair was wet, and I always felt a little bald.

In fact, it’s okay to not wear a wig, but when I saw this doll that looks like Fei Jia, my rebellious psychology came up.

I'd rather have it bald.

"No problem~"

Mr. Clown's smiling voice came faintly from outside the cabin.

When I dried off the water on my body, packed myself, put on my fake fur and walked out of the cabin, I heard Mr. Clown talking to someone on the phone.

"Sigma Sigma~ Don't be afraid of what I'm going to say. I caught a mermaid in the sea... Oh, it's not who, it's a mermaid! Have you watched the movie? It's the kind with long hair and a good figure ...Oh, the one with the head of a fish and the lower body of a human is a monster!"

What was said on the other side, Mr. Clown paused for a moment, and emphasized his tone: "It's not a question of whether she is beautiful or not, she is really the kind of rare... Eh? Don't hang up the phone, hello!"

I:"……"

Mr. Clown put down his phone regretfully, looked up at me, and said in a cheerful and jumping tone with a smile: "Ask me~ Guess why I appear here?"

"Uh, fishing?"

"correct answer!"

Mr. Clown raised a finger: "Guess again, why am I fishing in this sea?"

How can I know why you are fishing here, I don't know the origin of seafood.

But anyway, they pulled me into the boat, so I replied pretendingly: "Because you know you can catch mermaids here?"

"If you answer correctly, you will be rewarded...well, what will you be rewarded with?"

Gogol pinched his chin, thought for a few seconds in distress, and finally gave up.

"Forget it, I'll just reward you in a mess anyway!" He opened his arms and said very happily.

I have never seen this man unhappy, he is such a happy fruit.

"Well, thank you anyway, Mr. Clown."

"How are you going to thank me?"

As Mr. Clown spoke, he dug in his cape and finally pulled out a bottle of Russian kvass.

"Yes, please drink this!"

Before he gave me the drink, he unscrewed the cap for me very gentlemanly.

"How can I thank you... Well, it seems too vulgar to invite you to dinner."

I took the drink and asked tentatively, "From now on, you are my half-brother?"

"..."

Mr. Clown seldom failed to answer the question. After a rare moment of silence, he slowly said: "Dear Maria, people want to be sisters to you, but you want to be brothers to him?"

I almost sprayed Mr. Clown in the face with a gulp of kvass.

"Hahahaha I'm just kidding~"

Mr. Clown suddenly wrapped his arms around my neck, made a "click", and took a very intimate photo with the front camera of the mobile phone: "That's all right."

I touched my nose and sighed secretly that I owed Mr. Clown again.

In Hokkaido before, he helped me lie in front of the hounds, and I rescued him from the restaurant in a coma during an avalanche. In my heart, this favor is considered repaid.

As a result, not long after that, someone helped me again.

As if he knew what I was thinking, Mr. Clown narrowed his eyes, and smiled to help me out: "If Maria feels sorry, please accompany me for a ride on the sea today~"

I thought about it, and there was nothing important anyway, so I nodded.

"By the way, Mr. Clown, what should I call you?"

Mr. Clown stared at me with curved eyes that seemed to be teasing people, and said in a turbulent tone, "Oh, Gogol~"

"...you really love to joke."

I thought that the other party might not want to tell me my real name, so I moved out the pseudonym I had told me in Hokkaido before.

In this case, I will continue to call Maria.

By the way, I didn't know much about Mr. Clown before, but after chatting with him, I found out that he is also Russian!

"Me too!" I pointed to the tip of my nose, and echoed, "Listen to my mother, my dad is a cruel guy, and I'm a mixed-race boy. I used to want to study in Russia."

"Why do you want to study in Russia? Is it to find your father?"

"I had this idea before, what if I could meet my dad, what if he is really a rich man, what if I can inherit billions of dollars in wealth."

I shrugged my shoulders and said realistically, "Of course, if he's poor, I'll just pretend I don't know him."

Mr. Clown didn't know what to think of, he covered his mouth and laughed "chichi".

After laughing enough, he asked me again: "Then you don't want to go to Russia now?"

I frowned: "No, Russia is too cold for me."

Girls can show their legs in Yokohama in winter, but I can't wait to wrap ten layers of down jackets.

Lunch was settled on the boat. Mr. Clown cooked a pot of Siberian-style fish soup with orange raisins and vodka.

When I saw him put the ingredients, I thought the final product would be a pot of terrible dark food, but I didn't expect it to be quite delicious.

The soup bread called "Da Lieba" was so hard that it almost broke my teeth.

It wasn't until dusk approached that he sent me ashore, leaving a sentence of "we will see you again", and then disappeared on the horizon in a small boat.

"What a mysterious weirdo."

I shook my head and sighed.

I was strolling home wearing colorful Mary Sue fake fur, and when I was close to home, I heard the cry of a child.

Whose child is crying so badly?

I muttered to myself, quickened my pace, and just turned a detour, I saw several strangers covered in dirty gray cloth coming out of the western restaurant with the children of the Oda writers in their arms, and stuffed the children into the restaurant roughly. In a minibus.

This is... a human trafficker? ! !

How dare you abduct and sell children in my territory in broad daylight? Can this be tolerated?

Must be unbearable!

The wind was blowing under my feet, and I strode like flying. I threw my fist and smashed the face of the man in gray who was closest to me.

"It's the neighbor's sister!"

The oldest child, Xingsuke, opened the curtains, and when he saw me, his eyes burst out with hope.

His small hands were beating on the rear window, and his eyes were swollen from the beating.

"Sister, run! Go find Odasaku! They are so strong that even the uncle in the restaurant was injured...Huh?"

Before he finished speaking, those men in gray were beaten to the ground by me three times and two kicks.

This group of gray-clothed men are very tough, and they even hid poison | medicine between their teeth. Fortunately, I reacted quickly and removed a man's jaw in time.

Suicide immediately after failure, and the posture of besieging me just now, looked quite professional, a bit like an army.

I kicked him on the head with my foot, and snorted coldly: "Do organizations that abduct and traffic children have vocational training now?"

The man stared at me sullenly with bloodshot eyes.

"Xingsuke, go find a rope."

"okay!"

That dream is to be a Mafia boy who is emotionally stable and recovers faster than his younger siblings.

He jumped out of the car and ran into the house, found a forearm-thick hemp rope and handed it to me, then ran back to the restaurant and called the emergency number for the injured uncle.

When I tied up the man, the rest of the children got out of the car carefully, and came to me with tears all over their faces.

"You are so brave, you are worthy of being Odasaku's children."

I rubbed their heads one by one, smiled at them, and said warmly: "Go upstairs first, don't come down no matter what noise you hear, you understand?"

After coaxing the children upstairs, I checked the uncle's injuries—he was shot in the stomach, he lost a lot of blood, and he didn't look good.

"The soup spoon fell to the ground, only a few centimeters away from the uncle's fingertips."

I sighed, and said to the system: "It seems that just now he fought with the opponent with this weapon that is not considered a weapon."

While I was doing emergency treatment for the uncle's wound, the gray-clothed man tried to break free from the rope and escape, but I stepped on him and broke his ankle.

"Now explain clearly the size of your organization, the list of personnel, how many children have been abducted and trafficked so far, and where those children are now being sold."

The other party didn't speak, so I lowered my face and snapped my fingers: "I'm also good at interrogation, do you want to try it?"

The children were very obedient, no matter how miserable the screams were, they did not come down.

A few minutes later, I looked at the bloody man in gray and let out an impatient "tsk".

This person's mouth is really strict. In the end, I only tortured their organization name "mimic".

An organization that abducts and traffics children has an international name.

I found detonators on the men in gray, and also found bombs in their cars. It seems that these people are not only strict with their mouths, but also ruthless with themselves. They probably blow themselves up if they fail. .

"Okay, I'll satisfy you."

Anyway, I also wanted to destroy the corpses, so I moved all the people into the car, and then drove the car to the side of the nearby empty road, got out of the car and left for a certain distance, and then pressed the detonator|detonator.

"boom!!!"

The fire soared into the sky.

I threw the detonator into the nearby grass, and calmly patted the dust on my hands. Just as I was about to turn back, I saw Odasaku suddenly rushing out from another direction.

He fell on the hard asphalt road, staring at the flames after the explosion with red eyes, and screamed hoarsely out of his throat, as if his throat was about to bleed.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

I ran over confused: "Mr. Odasaku?"

He didn't seem to hear, so I called him again at the top of my voice.

The shouting stopped suddenly, and he panted heavily for a long time, then slowly raised his head to look at me, his bloodshot eyes fell on me.

I hesitated and said, "...do you know the person in the car?"

Damn, are those men in gray clothes Odasaku's friends?

What the hell did I do?Time machine, where is the time machine?

Oh, the time machine is me... where is my gun? !

I was a little flustered for a while, and I forgot that I didn't bring a gun when I came out this time.

No, it's not just panic, I've never been so at a loss before, my brain short-circuited for a while, and I didn't even notice what was wrong.

Odasaku's hoarse voice reached my ears: "Are they... dead?"

"The car exploded, it must be dead." I said awkwardly, my eyes wandering: "I declare in advance that I am just a passer-by!"

Odasaku stood up without saying a word, and walked quickly towards home.

I followed up with a guilty conscience, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Oda, what are you going to do?"

Odasaku didn't answer me right away. After a while, he lit a cigarette and said in a hoarse voice, "Revenge."

He clearly said these two words very lightly, but each word was as heavy as a thousand pounds.

I shrunk my neck and didn't dare to say anything - I was so frightened whoa whoa whoa!

Returning to the western restaurant, Odasaku's eyes dimmed when he saw a messy ground with even blood on it.

He turned his head and was about to say something to me when there was a sudden noise from the stairs leading to the second floor.

Xingsuke poked out a small head cautiously.

"Odasaku?"

Odasaku's body froze suddenly, his expression was blank with embarrassment: "You...?!"!

"Odasaku is back!"

Xingsuke yelled behind him, jumped up and down and hugged Odasaku.

Immediately afterwards, the other children also rushed over, hanging on Oda Tsukuru who didn't dare to move at all and thought he was dreaming.

The ambulance whistled from far to near, and stopped in front of the western restaurant.The doctor jumped out of the car and yelled at the door in a hurry: "Who called the emergency call?"

"It's me! It's me!"

I hurriedly waved to the door, then turned to Oda Tsukuru behind me and said, "Uncle was injured when I came."

"Odasaku, you don't know, the sister next door is amazing!"

Xingsuke said to Oda Saku with an excited face, and waved his fist to imitate me to beat the enemy to the ground.

"Don't say... eh? Wait?!"

My brain is finally functioning normally at this moment.

Those people must not be Odasaku's friends!People who kidnap and sell friends' children, how could I think that they are friends of Odasaku?

I am too stupid!

Oda Saku and I looked at each other, finally, Oda Saku walked up to me and bowed ninety degrees: "Thank you."

"You don't have to thank me!"

I quickly helped him up, and scratched his head dumbfoundingly: "I thought... oh, forget it."

This time I happened to meet, even if I found out afterwards, I would reset the time and go back to the past to save the children.

Who made Matilda their elder brother?

When Odasaku was cleaning up the messed-up restaurant, he briefly explained it to me.

To sum it up, the leader of the men in gray wanted to die with Oda, but Oda was unwilling, so he used the children to threaten Oda.

I shook my head and sighed with emotion: "This suitor is too scary."

Odasaku thought for a moment, and asked very seriously: "So he wants to pursue me?"

"After all, there are many forms of love. It's fun to see the leader of the gangsters in Hong Kong. It's also very happy to attack and suffer."

i'm talking nonsense seriously

"Makes sense."

Odasaku nodded slightly.

Odasaku didn't complain about me.

By the way, he didn't even comment on my colorful Mary Sue wig, as if I was born with colorful lights on the top of my head, which made me feel that a life without complaints is really lonely like snow.

After a while Dazai came over, the moment he stepped into the restaurant, I quickly hid upstairs and jumped into my house through the balcony on the second floor.

I don't know why I want to hide, but I just don't want to see him.

This guy knew my identity a long time ago but didn't say anything. He secretly watched me do my splits back and forth repeatedly, and acted stupid in front of him countless times. Fortunately, I thought I was hiding it well.

Thinking about it carefully, I felt like a clown, extremely ridiculous.

·

When Dazai entered the restaurant, he heard footsteps coming from the corner of the stairs, and glanced there inadvertently.

With dark eyes, he walked up to the young man with red copper hair, and asked softly, "Odasaku, are the children and the restaurant owner all right?"

"It's okay, the neighbor lady saved them."

Dazai lowered his gaze, and the corners of his lips curled into an invisible arc.But then, his smile faded, revealing a mocking look.

Oda Saku noticed all these subtle changes in expression.

In a way, Dazai is quite understandable—at least for Oda Saku.

He thought thoughtfully: "Miss Neighbor and Matilda are the same person, right?"

Hearing this, Dazai curled up his fingers huddled in his coat, and his expression showed a bit of bewilderment.

He tightly pursed the corners of his lips, did not answer, but showed that weeping look in his eyes again, like a child who was abandoned in the heavy rain and was forcibly deprived of the most important things.

Odasaku intuited what happened to the two of them, and it was Dazai who was sorry for the neighbor lady.

But he also intuitively couldn't ask the reason, as long as he asked, he would instantly defeat the young man in front of him.

Dazai, a lonely and over-smart child, is timid and hesitant because he has seen through a certain long-term future.

It seemed that he knew from the beginning that he would have nothing in the end, and even if he gained something, he would lose it all one day.

Oda Saku sighed inwardly, and only said, "I will keep it a secret."

He and Ango Sakaguchi became friends with Dazai, and stood by his side in the past, only because they understood the heart of this "child", and at the same time they didn't get involved or touch it.

After the two had a discussion about "mimic", Dazai left.

Oda Saku went upstairs and took a look at the children. They were terribly frightened and exhausted today, and they had already fallen asleep at the moment.

With gentle eyes, Odasaku walked over to help the children cover the kicked-off quilts.

Probably because of the feeling of regaining what was lost, his heart was extremely satisfied at this moment.

The phone in her pocket vibrated suddenly, and Saku Le turned over.

Afraid of disturbing them, Odasaku walked out of the room and closed the door before answering the phone.

"Oda Sakunosuke."

The voice on the other side was like a ghost floating above the cemetery: "It seems that your luck is very good this time."

Odasaku's body tensed instantly.

"It's you."

"It's me." The opposite party gave a deep smile, and continued: "Can your luck continue to improve like today?"

"As long as I live, I'll be looking at what you have, the children, the innocent neighbor lady, and the whole neighborhood you live in, young and old."

"You can't do uninterrupted protection. As long as you have a moment to breathe, I will let you understand that one of you and me must die."

Odasaku clenched his fists hanging by his side tightly, his knuckles were creaking because of too much force.

He knew that it was actually the sound of the soul in his body being crushed.

The novel, I'm afraid it can't be finished.

It's a pity that Dazai and Matilda were looking forward to the completion of the work so much.

And Ango.

Odasaku thought endlessly, and asked in a deep voice, "Where are you?"

Gide gave an address.

He said in a slow and heavy voice that could freeze people's blood: "I am waiting for you, waiting for you to bring the end of my destiny."

Odasaku endured and endured, but finally he couldn't hold back: "I'm sorry, your love is too heavy, I can't accept it."

Gide: "???"

·

When I was sleeping in the middle of the night, I was woken up by a call from Dazai.I got up a little angry, and slid down to answer the answer unhappy: "What are you doing?"

Dazai's voice sounded a little flustered, panting like running: "Is Oda Tsukuru at home?!"

I sat up slowly.

Dazai's tone is too rare... No, I haven't heard it before.

He made me a little nervous, so I stepped from the balcony to the next door in my pajamas.

If Odasaku happens to be sleeping at home, I will definitely beat up Dazai.

However, Odasaku was really not at home. He was not found in the children's room, Odasaku's own room, or the restaurant downstairs.

I only saw two envelopes on the desk case of Oda Tsukuru: one was written to be received by Dazai, and the other was written to be received by Matilda.

I frowned, opened the letter to Matilda——

[To Matilda:

Please forgive my choice, I have to do one thing, only in this way, you are safe.So by the time you read this letter, I will most likely be dead.

I promised you before to be a father when you need me, but I'm sorry, I'm breaking my promise.

Another thing I'm sorry about is that unfinished novel. If I knew I would die before it was finished, I wouldn't show it to you.

Regarding the five children, if you cannot take care of them, let Dazai arrange their whereabouts.

Matilda, please take good care of yourself in the future.

And, although I didn't pick you up, in my heart, you are my child just like Kosuke and the others.

Oda Sakunosuke]

Seeing this "suicide note", I almost crushed the letter paper.

Odasaku, are you an idiot? !

Sorry sorry sorry, the whole article is sorry, I don't want to see any sorry at all!

At times like this, all you think about is not being sorry for others, why don't you think about yourself!

I was so angry with Oda that I almost shot myself, and went back in time to beat him up.

But in the end, he calmed down. After all, using supernatural powers will cause hair loss, and the best way to solve it on the spot is to solve it on the spot.

With a dark face, I traced the location of Odasaku's mobile phone, and called Dr. Yosano again.

The moment she was woken up by me, she was quite irritable: "You finally figured it out, are you planning to go to my dissecting table?"

"Doctor, please save my friend... No, father!"

Dr. Xie Ye was taken aback for a moment, and said coldly, "Address."

·

The dormitory of the detective agency is a little closer to Odasaku's location. When I arrived, I just saw Odasaku sitting up among the golden butterflies.

And Dazai fell to the ground, as if he was pushed hard by someone.

The two still have the same bewildered expression.

Dr. Yosano glared at Dazai, and walked towards me angrily, with a rather unhappy tone:

"He's quite a big man, he doesn't have any vision at all, and he doesn't know how to get out of the way when he's standing there, almost delaying my treatment!"

Thinking of Dazai's ability, I smiled dryly and said, "You are the best doctor."

When Dr. Yosano passed me by, he showed me a sinister smile.

"The appointment at the dissecting table, don't forget."

"..." I smiled and cried, and asked her bravely, "Doctor, can your supernatural power make me grow hair?"

He raised eyebrows with Xie Ye: "Heh, what do you think?"

It seems impossible.

I want to cry without tears.

I glanced at Odasaku, remembering the "suicide note" he put on the table, and I didn't really want to talk to him for a while.

So I turned away angrily.

Just a few steps away, there was the sound of hurried footsteps behind me, and someone suddenly hugged me behind me, and the forward momentum even made me stagger a bit.

"Yuko..."

Dazai buried his face on my shoulder and remained motionless for a long time, the soft fluffy hair made my neck itchy.

"Let go."

I whispered dissatisfiedly, considering that he almost lost his friend just now and needed to sort out his emotions, I didn't push him away forcefully.

"Don't let it go." Like a child, he said in a wayward and angry tone: "Don't let it go!"

"Hey, how old are you!"

"Anyway, Odasaku said I'm still a child."

He spoke in a sticky voice with a nasal tone.

I moved my fingers and threatened him: "If you don't let him go, I will beat him."

Dazai smiled, didn't care about my threats at all, and rubbed against my shoulder like a cat.

"Mr. Sen is a big hot chicken. It's miserable to work for him. You won't be happy."

He leaned close to my ear, and his tone was lighter than a feather: "Do you want to leave Hong Kong and elope with me?"

I:"??!"

Wait, aren't you going to have a showdown?

——It's over, I'm going to live broadcast the iron pot to stew myself!

That's my only thought right now.

The author has something to say:

When writing about Gide, the more I write, the angrier I get.

You idiot, give me back Odasaku! ! ! !