After the leader of He Sen

Atsushi Nakajima came out of the cabin in a panic, and ran to Kunikida who was blowing the wind on the port side, "Mr. Kunikida, I just wanted to ask Mr. Dazai for dinner, but I found him..."

Before Atsushi Nakajima finished speaking, Kunikida pointed to the sea not far away, "Over there."

Atsushi Nakajima looked in the direction he pointed, and Dazai, wearing a sand-colored windbreaker, was floating leisurely on the blue sea, with seagulls flying by beside him.

If this scene is not linked to self-shark, it should be a very peaceful picture.

"Why didn't it sink?" After staying with Dazai for a long time, and being tricked more times, Atsushi Nakajima found that his way of thinking about the problem was also running counter to normal people.

The corners of Kunikida's eyes twitched, "Who knows."

It seemed that it was normal for such incredible things to happen to Dazai.

"Ah! The blue sea! Please accept me with your big heart—————"

Atsushi Nakajima: "Ah... it's sinking."

Kunikida didn't bother to continue looking, turned and left.

"Hey, Mr. Kunikida, is it okay to just leave it alone?" Atsushi Nakajima grabbed the railing with both hands, looked at the place where Osamu Dazai sank, and then turned his head to look at Kunikida's receding back.

The sea water in February was still very cold. Although Dazai had done this dangerous thing many times, the soft-hearted boy still couldn't help worrying.

As a partner, Kunikida is very "cold-blooded", "Don't worry about it, he will find a way to swim back by himself."

That's what I said, but as expected... Wait, there seems to be something light blue mixed with orange floating towards me.

Is it a worn skirt?still--

Atsushi Nakajima leaned out his upper body and leaned forward substantially, trying to see the true face of that thing.

The moment he saw the "thing" clearly, Atsushi Nakajima shrank his pupils and shouted, "Mr. Kunikida! A little girl fell into the water!"

"What?!" Kunikida immediately turned back, "Where?"

The attitude is very different from seeing your partner go overboard.

The little girl looks like four or five years old, with a light blue long skirt and a life jacket, slowly floating with the ripples of the water surface.Her hands were crossed on her chest, her eyes were open, her face was peaceful, without any panic of falling into the water.

Atsushi Nakajima, who jumped into the water to save the little girl, also threw Dazai, who was soaking in the sea, into the life raft.

"Why is this!" When Osamu Dazai was not serious, even complaining seemed to be coquettish, but soon, he found a little girl like a doll sitting in front of him.

This came down to interest.

"Atsushi, what is this?" Dazai asked, pointing at the little girl.

"People." The little girl replied to him sparingly.

Atsushi Nakajima: ...

Dazai couldn't help laughing.

Generally speaking, children are used to being close to beautiful people, and Osamu Dazai is very self-aware of his looks.He cleverly approached the little girl, zooming in on the visual, "Where are you from?"

The little girl looked at him without blinking or speaking.

"It's really suitable for Odasaku to communicate with children. I can't do it at all." Osamu Dazai sighed helplessly.

The little girl took off her bloated life jacket, hugged her knees, and shrunk herself into a small ball.

She looked at Osamu Dazai silently, and Dazai was also observing her with great interest.The little girl's eyes are wine red, which looks like his previous boss.Her hair was chocolate-colored, and her skin was white.

This is a complete replica of Miss Mermaid.

Osamu Dazai raised the corners of his mouth, as if he had discovered something very interesting.

"What's your name?" Osamu Dazai gave up playing the question-and-answer game with the child, and gave Atsushi Nakajima a chance to ask warmly.

Anyway, it's ridiculous to fish a little girl out of the sea, what do her parents think?It is too unsafe to let such a small child play alone at the beach.The key is that the little girl's reaction was too calm.

"Mei." Hearing Atsushi Nakajima's name, the little girl became happy, and a sweet smile appeared on her wooden face, "My mother gave me the name, it's a nice name."

Atsushi Nakajima was infected by her smile, "It seems that you like mom very much."

"I like it, I like it the most!" When referring to her mother, Mei's state is obviously more like a child.

Osamu Dazai asked a lot: "What about Dad?"

Mei's smile froze, the expression on her face slowly shrunk to blunt, and she refused to speak.

Watching Mei's expression change, Atsushi Nakajima felt bad, he whispered to Dazai: "Mr. Dazai, don't ask such questions."

Dazai smiled brightly: "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

A group of people brought Mei back to the detective agency.

For them, it is not difficult to find someone, but Mei is only willing to reveal her first name but not her surname.Except when talking about my mother, I have more conversations, and when I ask other questions, I keep my mouth shut.

The situation reached an impasse.

President Fukuzawa didn't seem to be in a hurry to send the little girl away.

"Even Ranpo-san can't see where Mei came from?" Atsushi Nakajima asked in disbelief.

Luanbu, who was eating potato chips, raised his head and gave Atsushi Nakajima a look: "I know."

Luanbu is notoriously headstrong, Nakajima Atsushi naturally couldn't blame him, instead he asked a little moved: "Where are Mei's parents now?"

"I can't find it." Luanbu lowered his head to open another pack of snacks, "Mei's mother is dead, as for her father... his whereabouts are unknown."

With these two sentences, Atsushi Nakajima directly outlined in his mind the bleak family situation in which his mother passed away early and his father was a jerk.

Therefore, Mei is no different from an orphan now.

*

He drank half a bowl of porridge before, but now he can only eat two small buns, and the rest of the lunch box is still handled by Gong You.

"Aren't you training today?" After clearing away the tableware, I wiped the table clean.

"No training, I'm going to fly back to Tokyo this afternoon, now it's time for free activities." Gong Yoo patrolled the room with little movement, much like an animal trying to adapt to a strange territory.

"Lixiang, do you live here alone now?" He asked after looking around for a while.

"Well, after all, I'm the only one left at home." The cigarette addiction was a little bit,

"I'll go to the balcony. If you want to visit, you can do whatever you want."

He squeezed beside me, "I'm going to the balcony too."

The potted plants planted by my mother were all withered, and I got rid of all the miscellaneous things. Now the balcony is clean and monotonous.

"There is nothing on the balcony, it feels bare." Gong You glanced over and sighed.

"I don't have much energy to grow plants. My mother's plants died before." I took out the cigarette case from the pocket of my pajamas and smoked the cigarettes.

"Lixiang, what are you doing!" Gong You's expression was the same as shaking his head when he saw the sunflowers in the evening.

I was so shocked by his roar that I didn't dare to play it on my own, "Smoking..."

When I think about it, when I was at my aunt's house, I was under the control of my aunt and almost never found a chance to touch nicotine, so it's normal for him not to know that I have a cigarette addiction.

"No, when did you start smoking? Weren't you a good baby in high school?" He looked eager to grab the cigarette case in my hand.

I quickly bit the cigarette holder and lit one immediately, "I'm not a good baby now."

But his words also reminded me of when I got addicted to smoking.He obviously didn't touch this thing when he was in college, so should it be after the car accident?

It seems to be and it seems not to be, my recent memory seems to be biased.

Staring at the red light spot of the cigarette butt, the brain was in a trance for a moment.

"Lixiang, Lixiang." Gong Yu's magnified face appeared in front of his eyes.

"What?" I took half a step back.

"Your expression was blank just now, and you didn't respond for a long time." He frowned, "Did you not have a good rest?"

"It's possible that my recent memory is a bit confused."

"It's better to smoke less cigarettes, it's not good for your health," he said naggingly.

"You're right. It's just that smoking this stuff will make your brain clear. If you take one from time to time, it will become a habit after a long time." When he said that, I didn't dare to smoke cigarettes too hard, I only dared to lightly smoke. .

Gong Yoo opened his mouth and closed it, opened his mouth again, but still didn't speak.

I:?

After working hard for a long time, I said, "Can I touch your hair?"

"Oh, yes." He hesitated for a long time to say this?

He saw my doubts written on my face, and then explained: "Zhi said that if you want to get close to a girl, you have to ask for permission first, don't mess with your hands and feet, that's too frivolous."

I nodded: "Zhi is right."

Gong Yoo gritted his teeth and snorted.

Warm hands fell on the top of my head, gliding gently through my hair.

His hands are not at all different from Aiba-sensei's, Gong Yu's hands are bigger, while Aiba Eri's are more girl-like and slender.

Gong Yoo touched me like a dog's hair, from top to bottom, over and over again, making me want to sleep.Now if you hand him a brush, you can definitely comb my hair-no, comb my hair.

"Lixiang, your condition is better now than when we met at Xiangyang's house last time, but it's still very worrying."

The touch and temperature from my head were so comfortable, like someone was giving me a scalp massage, I quickly squinted my eyes, "Yeah."

"It's better to touch cigarettes less, you are not in good health."

I knew what he was planning. He disturbed my mind by touching my head, and took the opportunity to preach to me.

Unpromising, I said yes in a daze.

"Is there any other arrangement later?" When he asked this question, he finally withdrew his hand.

"Does reading and sleeping at home count?"

"What kind of arrangement is this?! You should move your thin and thin body more." The athlete character upper body, turned on the phone, and -

"Yes, yes." Cope with it verbally, anyway, no one can supervise what I will do later when he is gone.

As a result, he personally dragged me out for a walk for almost a day without taking any transportation.Find a place to sit and rest when you are tired, and find a place to eat when you are hungry.

Ignoring the fact that I was tired from walking, the trip was more like a date.

When it was nearly four o'clock, Xiangyang called to urge him to go back to the hotel to prepare his luggage, and it was time to prepare for the airport.

"Are you still with Lixiang now?" Xiangyang's voice is so recognizable and penetrating, I can hear the content even if the hands-free is not turned on.

Gong Yoo glanced at me: "Yes, she is with me now."

"Wow, senior Yu is really cunning, he has occupied Lixiang for a whole day! It's hard to come to Yokohama, and you won't let me come to find her."

"Ah, ah, that's it, I'll hang up first."

Originally, I could still hear the first half of Xiangyang's sentence clearly, but it was not really clear when it was intertwined with Gong You's voice at the end.

"Xiangyang, what did he say just now? You reacted so badly." I asked while biting the straw of apple juice.

He put the phone in his pocket casually, "It's nothing, just urge me to go back quickly."

"Then hurry up, or it won't be good to make your teammates wait for you." Especially the player named Sakuzao, who seemed to be the type who would mind others being late.

He twisted the straw and poked it up and down in the cup, and said without interest, "Oh."

I took another two sips of the juice, and asked hesitantly, "Why don't I take you there?"

"Oh." Gong Yoo happily drank the juice.