[Tutor] Who's Story

"Grandpa, I'm back." Taro passed by the living room, and originally wanted to say hello to the old man Tanaka, but he froze there for a second.

"Hey, Taro is back." Old man Tanaka greeted Taro.

"Ah... um." Taro's gaze stayed on a certain corner of the living room, and he finally couldn't help asking, "Grandpa, by the way... who is he?"

In a corner of the living room, there was a black-haired boy curled up. The boy looked dazed, his cheeks and nose were red from the cold, and even his eyes were red, as if he had just cried.

"Ah, he... I don't know which family's child it is, and he was crying on the side of the road because his puppy died..." Old Man Tanaka said, "And...he said that he has no place to go back, I think It's so cold outside, so let him come to our house first."

"Ah, that's not good, Grandpa." Taro put down his schoolbag and looked at the boy, "I think he is thirteen or fourteen years old. At this age... he must have run away from home, right? I think he should It would be better to hand it over to the police."

The teenager didn't have any special reaction to their conversation, he just sobbed physiologically, and then wiped his tears with his sleeve.

"Hey, your face will hurt if you do this." Taro walked over and patted the boy on the shoulder, "Also...you are still a boy at this age, don't cry, you will be bullied."

The boy finally looked at him squarely, but the boy just flattened his mouth and started sobbing softly again.

Taro felt a headache, so he had to change the subject: "What...is your name?"

The boy just answered in a whimpering manner: "Name...no..."

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"Please don't approach me." The wet and dirty boy said again.

"We—are unrelated, two completely different people."

After saying this, Tanaka turned around and left, leaving behind a chic back... He really wanted to just leave like this.But the ideal is full, and the reality is very skinny... Tanaka did not go away smoothly, but he was not stopped by Lark, it was someone he did not expect to stop him.

"You... are Taro!"

Tanaka stopped in his tracks, turned his head and glared at the person who made the sound, and shouted at the same time, "I'm not Taro!"

Tanaka saw the astonished expression of Cao Bi not far away, and he knew that his expression must be very grim at this time.

"No...Tanaka, I mean that...cough cough, so the person just now was you..." Cao Bi quickly changed his words.

Tanaka took a deep breath, and said in a low voice, "—don't talk to me."

"Eh?"

"I said - don't talk to me, don't contact me anymore!" Tanaka roared out, "We have no relationship at all, right? It should be possible, you should be able to not have any contact with me of!"

Kusakabe wanted to step forward, but he didn't make any moves in the end, Hibari watched coldly from the side.

"...We are people from two worlds." Tanaka clenched his fists, his hands trembling, he said, "Yes, people from different worlds should not have intersected, so... please don't catch up , please don't touch me, please don't...remember me."

"Please." Tanaka felt that he could no longer speak normally, he stepped back one step, two steps, the two people in front did not move.

In the next second, he turned around and ran, the evening wind was blowing on his body, and the wet cloth was sticking to his body, and he felt chilly on his body.He wiped his eyes and continued running.Finally he returned to his apartment and opened the door with the key.

As if something was stuck in his heart, he felt uncomfortable, very uncomfortable... Tears fell on the ground, Tanaka wiped away the tears, but it slipped down again.

"Don't cry, don't cry..." Tanaka knelt down and hugged his knees, but the tears couldn't be stopped.

"Why... You're already home, already home..." He gritted his teeth, looked up, and saw that the room was pitch black.

There is no one... Tanaka just finds it ridiculous, isn't this a matter of course?He has obviously lived alone for a long time, what is he still missing?Human body temperature?Gentle palms?That is obviously something that can no longer be obtained...

However, I still miss it so much.

"Master..." he murmured.

"Master...Master...Master...I...want to go back..."

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Tanaka felt that he was lucky that he didn't have a cold, and he went to work as usual the next day...he just hoped that others would not find his swollen eyes.Only then would he thank the round face so that his swollen eyes wouldn't stand out too much.It's not easy to see if you don't look carefully.

Tanaka worked extremely hard today. He put all his thoughts on his work, and the day passed quickly.

In the evening, when Tanaka was about to go home, he saw Yamamoto carrying a bamboo knife and was about to go out... presumably to participate in the battle for the ring.

"Thank you for your hard work!" Yamamoto greeted with a hearty smile when he saw the staff coming out.

"Oh, Ah Wu is going out so late?" an employee asked.

"Yes, go to the sumo tournament!" Yamamoto replied with a smile.

A sumo wrestling competition... It's really a shameful excuse, Tanaka remained silent, and other employees lamented why the boss Yamamoto hadn't been seen a few days ago, so he went to help his son with special training.

"We must win!" Everyone encouraged, and Yamamoto responded one by one.

"Don't kill anyone." Tanaka said suddenly.

Cold field.

"Ahaha——Tanaka, you are really funny, how can someone die in a sumo tournament!" The employees all laughed, and only Yamamoto restrained his smile and his eyes became sharp.

"Of course, I'm joking." Tanaka added in a flat voice.

Everyone laughed again.

"I can't see that you know how to joke, Tanaka, ahaha!" Yamamoto also laughed, "Then, I'm leaving!"

"Oh! Come on for the game!" Everyone said to Yamamoto, and then went back to their respective houses.

Tanaka walked on the road with a serious expression on his face.

Finally... it's getting closer, it's tomorrow night.

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Tanaka finished his breakfast and began to read in his room.Because he was going out tonight, he specifically asked Boss Yamamoto to take an early rest yesterday, and Boss Yamamoto readily agreed.

Today was a nice day, Tanaka moved the quilt to the balcony to dry, and happened to meet Jiji who was also drying clothes on the balcony.

"Hello." Tanaka said hello reflexively. After the words came out of his mouth, he realized... It seems that it is better not to have anything to do with this person.This person is also a mafia, no matter how you look at it, he is not someone that ordinary people can know well.

The prison temple on the opposite side nodded his head in return, and did not intend to speak, so Tanaka was relieved, and the friendship between them was only maintained at the level of nodding acquaintances.Talking occasionally... It doesn't seem to be a problem, because Prison Temple doesn't like to talk to people very much.Bandages were tied to every part of Prison Temple's body. He must have been beaten badly by some prince.

"You were seriously injured, did you go to fight?" He tried to bring up the topic, "Isn't it the sumo tournament?"

"Huh? How do you know—tch, I heard that baseball idiot say it." Prison Temple clicked his tongue.

"Well, Yamamoto-kun was yesterday's game, how was the result?"

"—He won, but barely!" Kikuji seemed a little displeased with Yamamoto's victory, maybe it was because he himself lost the game?Tanaka guessed.

Then there was a silence between them for a while, and the prison temple continued to dry the clothes, but he didn't think there was anything wrong.

"Hey, Prison Master, do you have any gambling experience?" Tanaka said suddenly.

"Ah, why did you say this suddenly?" Prison Temple stopped what he was doing.

"I... have an important gamble tonight... very important..." Tanaka said, "...if I can win."

Prison frowned at him.

"...I just want someone to wish me success. I'm sorry, I said something strange... please forget it." Tanaka smiled apologetically, and then went back into the house.

"What, it's inexplicable." Prison Temple raised his eyebrows in dissatisfaction, and then continued to dry his clothes.

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Tanaka sat in front of the desk, and there was a blank piece of paper on the desk. He wrote a name with his hands, and then stood there motionless.

After a while, he went to the bed and lay down, rolling around on the bed with the stuffed teddy bear in his arms.

I'm so troubled...why is it so troublesome to write a message——

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At night, Tanaka wore a black sweater and put on a hood, and walked on this silent road.

If there is no change... it should still be here.Tanaka stopped at the back door of the hospital, then made up his mind and walked in resolutely.

Don't be afraid... Even if the way back doesn't appear, he won't lose anything, just keep the status quo.Just... keep it as it is.Tanaka stopped in his tracks and looked up at the windows of the tall building in front of him.

"...Just take it as a confirmation." He said to himself, and then slowly climbed up the tall building.

——As expected, no.Looking at the empty cabinet, Tanaka would be lying if he said he wasn't disappointed, but he didn't suffer too much either... He must have been mentally prepared.He sighed, closed the cabinet door, and turned to look at the person lying on the hospital bed.

"I wish you a speedy recovery..." Tanaka whispered, and then quietly retreated from the hospital.

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In the next two days, Tanaka resumed his peaceful life.Every day I wake up early and go to work after exercising, I go home at night to take a shower and do laundry, then I read, take pills before going to bed, and then go to bed early.The regular life is the same as what he has done for half a year.

But... a little too calm.However, this kind of peace is also good... Maybe this kind of life is the right one.

This month's salary was paid, and Tanaka counted the money.It's almost time to save a part of it, and pay the rent by the way.So he was going to the bank on this day off.

After putting the money in the inner pocket of his clothes, he went out.Then, I happened to meet Guisi who was carrying a box of snacks in the corridor.

"Hello!" Prison Temple took the initiative to talk to himself, which was unexpected by Tanaka. He froze for a moment, and then said, "What?"

"Before... what was that note that looked like a suicide note that you handed me from under the door?"

"...Like a suicide note?" Tanaka showed an expression of disbelief, "Is that message like a suicide note?"

"Then what do you mean?" Prison Temple was a little irritable.

"That's, literally..."

"'If I don't show up within a week, please dispose of my property'... Doesn't this look like a suicide note or something? Is it a prank?" Guiji snorted, "And... all of them are using fake names , that sounds weird to read, you know?"

"...That's really sorry." Who told him he couldn't write Chinese characters, and it took him a long time to write that note!

"...Then, why did you leave this note?" Prison Temple asked again.

"That is, if I go back successfully, I won't come back here again." Tanaka said as he walked downstairs, "Then this house is useless. So just if I go back, please Do me a favor..."

"Go back? Where are you going?" Prison Temple couldn't help being curious.

"...my world." Tanaka looked up at the blue sky, "We are people from different worlds, aren't we?"

"...What do you mean?" Prison Temple frowned.

"It literally means... aren't you very smart?" Tanaka looked at him puzzled.

"Hmph, what a strange guy." Prison Temple looked at Tanaka twice, and then left.

"Is it a person from a different world... That guy, what kind of meaning is it?" Prison Temple couldn't help thinking, "It doesn't matter which one it is, it's very strange..."

The author has something to say: Has Shin Tanaka Taro appeared?

In the next chapter there will be Tanaka's simple confession

Also, break into the second volume!sprinkle flowers~