All the cp I knocked in Yokohama came true

The sound of heavy footsteps only appeared for a moment, as if they were accidentally made, and then disappeared.

However, the sense of oppression is still growing from the depths of the darkness, spreading silently from somewhere.

Shinomiya Shibuya and the three stood back to back in a triangle at the same time, each wary of movement on one side, they moved slowly, and hid on the dark basement stairs.

Regardless of whether it was dangerous or not, they all decided to wait here - they must see the true face of the "patroller", otherwise the temporary calm will bring endless troubles.

Atsushi Nakajima stood at the forefront silently, with half of his body leaning against the wall, his hands resting on the cold wall, the coldness in his palms calmed his flustered heart a little.

Is that really the case again?Innocent people implicated again?Once again for my own sake...

Whether it's an orphanage or ochazuke, the items produced by this strange ability seem to be related to him. He has to suspect that this is a conspiracy originally aimed at him, and Mr. Akutagawa and Mr. Shinomiya were just accidentally involved. .....

The wordless sense of crisis was approaching, and Atsushi Nakajima's animal-like intuition suddenly sounded the alarm. He shook his head, flicked away all the messy thoughts in his heart, and looked at the hall calmly and intently.

The dim light orange night lights are small, one by one distributed on the surrounding walls, like fireflies, beautiful, but illuminating such a large area is not enough.The doors and windows sealed by the iron fence cannot see the slightest moonlight, only the painted glass windows on the high top are illuminated by the moonlight, revealing some colorful shadows.

In the dim light, the outline of a colossal figure slowly appeared. It walked from the room on its feet, walking leisurely, looking left and right, like a lord inspecting his territory, with the unique indifference of a superior.

Atsushi Nakajima's pupils shrank suddenly, his head jerked back, his eyes widened to suppress his rapid breathing.

He didn't need to take another look, he was very familiar with the "Patroller" - white hair and black stripes, about three meters in length, the pads of flesh stepped on the floor silently, sharp teeth, sharp claws, a natural hunter By.

That's a tiger.

The previous speculation once again enriched the arguments. Atsushi Nakajima held back the guilt and self-blame in his heart, and clenched his fists unconsciously. He held back the fear that had not disappeared in his heart, gritted his teeth, and wanted to act as a searcher again. Or, observe the movement of the tiger.

Once again, he stretched out his head to look into the hall. Suddenly, he froze and froze in place.

A cold hand grabbed his wrist and held him in place with unquestionable strength.

He who was originally weak was actually trapped in place because of this restraint, unable to move.

"Akuta, Akutagawa, what are you doing?" He turned his head sideways and gave him a fierce look, afraid of attracting attention, he didn't even dare to make a sound, so he could only mouth and say, "Let go."

Akutagawa Ryuunosuke remained silent, and answered him with actions - not only did the hand not loosen, but it was clenched even tighter, like a shackle, wrapped around Atsushi Nakajima's wrist, as if it was about to melt into his flesh and blood, forever Lock him up.

Akutagawa's dark eyes were stained by the darkness, making them look deeper and deeper. He stared straight at Atsushi Nakajima, and with force on his wrist, he dragged him away from the stairs again. His eyes circled on his hands, imitating Atsushi Nakajima, mouthed:

"let go."

Atsushi Nakajima was stunned, followed Akutagawa's gaze and landed on his hand. The palm of the hand held by Akutagawa was facing upwards, and the fingertips of the tightly clasped fingers were pressed against the palm. red seal.

It was at this moment that the pain came slowly, and Atsushi Nakajima stared at his palm helplessly, and was stunned for a while.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke suddenly closed his eyes, and he let go before Atsushi Nakajima pulled back his hand. Before Atsushi Nakajima could react, he fished in his pocket and took out a light gray cotton handkerchief with a black bird pattern , Chong Nakajima raised his jaw.

Atsushi Nakajima didn't understand why, his brain shut down, and he subconsciously held out his hand just now.

Akutagawa held his wrist, wiped the blood on Atsushi Nakajima's fingertips with a handkerchief one by one, then frowned, folded the handkerchief, hid the bloody side, and tied the other side to Atsushi Nakajima's palm.

His movements are so proficient, not only Shinomiya Shinomiya, who was silently writing, was also surprised, even Nakajima Atsushi was surprised by the other party's gentle and skillful bandaging technique.

After all, Ryunosuke Akutagawa doesn't look like someone who is patient and careful about doing such small things.

The handkerchief was tied in a knot on the back of the hand, and the two raised horns looked like two rabbit ears, a silver-gray, very obedient kind of rabbit.

The light shone from the top of his head, casting a warm halo on Ryunosuke Akutagawa's body. His hair was dyed with a light yellow light, and his usually indifferent and fierce eyes seemed to be softened by the light, revealing a little tenderness The lingering temperature, the thick eyelashes trembled slightly, like a butterfly spreading its wings.

Atsushi Nakajima's tension, fear, anxiety, and uneasiness were wiped out in an instant, and an unprecedented tranquility enveloped him. Even after Akutagawa withdrew his hand, there was a shameful nostalgia and reluctance in his heart.

"Thank you." Atsushi Nakajima retracted the fingertips he couldn't help but stroked the fabric on his hand, "Thank you."

He said it again, lowered his head, and didn't make a sound, he seemed to have forgotten that the other party couldn't see his mouth shape.

Akutagawa's dark eyes flicked over the top of his hair. The obedient man with his head bowed looked like a coquettish feline. A smile flashed across the corner of Akutagawa's mouth, and quickly restrained himself as Atsushi Nakajima raised his head.

The tiger in the hall turned around twice, but he wagged his tail uninterestedly as he didn't find the prey, and walked to another room.

The three of them finally let go of their restrained breath and took a deep breath.

"Where do we go next?" Atsushi Nakajima asked.

"Kitchen." Shinomiya Furuya turned over the page of the material, stared at the floor plan, engraved it in his mind, and handed the book to Akutagawa Ryunosuke.

The direction of the kitchen and the patrol is exactly opposite, the two are not connected, and the kitchen has a front door and a back door, so it is very convenient to escape.

"Since the thing we need to look for is ochazuke, let's think about it occasionally according to normal logical thinking." Shinomiya Fu also adjusted his glasses, "If my guess is not wrong, the total amount of food in the entire orphanage should be fixed. As we find more and more food, there will be less and less food left. At the end of the day, we can't let go of any room at all. Instead of casting a wide net and looking for it aimlessly, it's better to go one by one .”

"As for the tea and rice." Shinomiya She also paused, with an unspeakable expression on his face, "Since we are acting together, in order to prevent disagreements later, it is better to set the rules first."

"Whoever finds it first will get it. If someone's hunger value is about to go to zero, other people can give it to him." Speaking of this, Si Gongshe also sighed from the bottom of his heart, looking at the two teenagers in front of him, he was quite a lonely old man Gu Ying has a self-pity mentality.

Regardless of Akutagawa or Atsushi, once the above situation occurs, one party will definitely save the other unconditionally, and he, the older man and bachelor Shinomiya Shinomiya, may not starve to death under the kindness of the little angel of Akatsuki, but what if it happens? What about two or three people who are all underfed?

Sigong She has always been reluctant to imagine the worst situation, and he also knows that speaking out will not bring much benefit except to increase worries and troubles.

So he could only swallow this, and looked curiously at the bowl in Ryunosuke Akutagawa's hand, "How do you 'eat' this?"

Akutagawa was also thinking, staring at the white and plump rice grains in the bowl, kelp strips and fragrant pine chips floating on the fragrant tea soup, and a little fleshy red plum on the center of the rice.

It looks delicious, but now there are neither spoons nor chopsticks. Could it be that you eat it with your hands?

They quickened their pace and rushed to the kitchen. Akutagawa, who was carrying a bowl of plum tea and rice, had black lines on his face, and his steps were vigorous, like a handsome waiter.

"Also, if the three of us share this bowl of rice, how will we calculate it?" Shinomiya also guessed, "Or, in this 'game', the ochazuke in it is like hunger. One is a value, one is just a prop?"

Speaking of this, Akutagawa Ryunosuke also understood Shinomiya Shinomiya's meaning, he frowned, and decisively chose the second option between continuing to walk with a bowl and eating without chopsticks and spoons.

He held the bowl with both hands, brought it to his mouth, and took a sip of the tea soup first.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his lips touched the edge of the bowl, the ochazuke and the whole bowl disappeared in an instant. At the same time, the "stomach" on his wrist jumped up slowly.

"It seems to be a prop." Shinomiya Tsutomu also touched his chin, "The hunger level increased by a bowl of chazuke is equivalent to the value decreased by 10 minutes."

In other words, there is a huge amount of ochazuke hidden in this orphanage.

Atsushi Nakajima complained silently: "What kind of chazuke is this, it has no soul at all!"

"Although it was a bit lonely, the increase in the value is real." Shinomiya Tsutomu also hooked his lips, "And I guess, Akutagawa's sense of fullness should be stronger than before, right?"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke nodded.

"That's it." Sigong pressed his stomach, "This is forcing us to find more food. Once the value falls to the red area, even if there is no death requirement to punish the hunger value bottoming out, hunger and weakness will still Affect our actions, not to mention that the so-called 'patroller' is a tiger several times stronger than us."

"Okay, here we are." They entered the kitchen and saw two bowls of ochazuke on the chopping board.

Akutagawa, who was walking in front of Shinomiya, passed the chopping board without turning his eyes, and rummaged through the cabinet at the end of the kitchen.

Shinomiya and Atsushi Nakajima looked at his back, smiled at each other, and held up the green bowl.

After receiving the food, Shinomiya She also licked his tasteless lips, blinked, and said suddenly:

"Speaking of which, if my ability fails at this moment, will Mr. Zhongyuan's side also?"

Nakajima Atsushi and Shinomiya looked at each other, and suddenly prayed in their hearts at the same time: I hope Mr. Dazai/Dazai don’t do too much to Mr. Nakahara...