The daily life of passersby behind the scenes BOSS

When Ran Kazama went to the military/fire storage, Oda Sakunosuke had packed up and was about to leave work.

"Odasaku, let's go to the commercial street to buy fish livers?" Kazamain asked with a smile, "Didn't you say yesterday that you would eat anglerfish livers today? It just goes well with the high-precision Dassai wine that you brought back yesterday. "

"Chuya is not yet old enough to drink, Lan. Next time you see him, remember to tell him, don't drink like other people at such a young age, it will affect your development." Oda Sakunosuke cast a disapproving look.

"Also, we may not have time to buy fish livers today. Hui's kindergarten teacher just called me and said that Hui fought with other children in the kindergarten and made them cry. Let's go there earlier."

Kazama Yardan laughed out loud when she heard the words: "As expected of my child, well done!"

Oda Sakunosuke held his lover's hand tightly, and Kazama's laughter stopped abruptly.

"Lan, I'm always wondering if it's just your wrong educational philosophy, and everyone in the family is like this." Oda Sakunosuke looked kindly, and smiled: "Anyway, it's summer, and it's okay for you to sleep in the yard." You won’t catch a cold, try tonight?”

"Cough..." Kazama Yardan immediately restrained her momentum, touched her nose as if she sincerely knew she was wrong.

When I was in kindergarten, I thought that Fu Heihui was just playing with classmates, but when I saw the boy crying with blood all over his face, I realized that Fu Heihui's shots seemed to be a bit heavy , This is the serious expression.

In contrast to the boy's piercing and dry howling, Fu Heihui sat calmly and silently on the chair, dangling his chubby calves, watching with cold eyes.

The teachers and parents in the kindergarten were comforting the crying little boy, they were in a hurry and couldn't take care of this side, leaving Fu Heihui's surroundings deserted, looking like a poor little boy with no backing.

Lan Kazama laughed angrily at that time.

Fuck his fucking qualities to be fair!

What kind of quality does he talk about as a Meteor Street!What's the matter with such a pitiful appearance of your own child?

Kazama Yonlan immediately spread her legs and strode towards Fu Heihui.

Fu Heihui pursed her lips, and looked at the "opponent" surrounded by teachers and parents with a stubborn expression, turning a blind eye to the complacent eyes cast by the boy during the howl.

His expression is very cold, coupled with that head of hair that is so hard that he doesn't know who followed him, he looks like a bad boy who will provoke trouble.

It was obviously that guy in Datian who started it first, and he also called his two fathers "perverts", lifted the female teacher's skirt, grabbed classmates' snacks, and beat classmates...

Obviously his family's white-haired father said that this kind of guy can be beaten. He wanted to defend the glory of his family and also wanted to protect the teacher.Why do those people look like they did something wrong?

He is not wrong, Baimao Dad said, to protect the family and the weak, anyone who insults the family should be punished.

Fu Heihui sniffed, in such a situation where he was sitting alone in the corner of the classroom, in contrast to the excitement over there, he still felt a little sad suddenly, he pursed his moist lips until they turned white.

No matter how mature he had been, he was still a five-year-old.

He does not yet understand the rules of the world.

— but that's okay, dirty adults are the best at it.

"Pfft, Hui is crying?"

The familiar voice of Fu Heihui suddenly sounded behind him.

A tall and slender figure approached, casting a shadow under the light, enveloping a small group of children.

Strong and reliable like a mountain, with a strong sense of security.

It seemed that as long as he was around, no one could bully the cub under his wing.

When Fu Heihui raised his head in surprise, he saw his white-haired father looking at him with a smile.

Surprise and peace of mind appeared on his face for a moment, but he soon converged into his usual maturity and calmness, and calmly retorted: "I won't cry."

Originally, Fu Heihui was ready to continue fighting with Kazama Yardan, but unexpectedly, a warm and dry palm landed on the top of her hair and patted it gently.

"Well, Kei is already a big kid who has grown up. He is strong and brave, so he won't cry."

Kazama Yonlan bent down, and hugged Fu Heihui with one hand in her slender and powerful arms, allowing the little child to sit firmly on her arms, without blinking at the weight of dozens of catties.

Fu Heihui, who was caught off guard by the sudden increase in field of vision, widened his eyes and subconsciously hugged Kazama Yonlan's neck to keep his balance. Even if he dances on Kazama Yuanlan's arm, Kazama Yuanlan won't let him fall.

——Although Kazama Yonlan definitely wants Fu Heihui to dance on her arm.

It's not to show off my sense of balance, but mainly to record it, and then show it to his classmates when Fu Heihui grows up and takes his classmates home.

Society, death, present, field.

Kazama Yonlan is 1.8 meters tall. Sitting on his arm, Fu Heihui's field of vision suddenly rises, as if looking down on everything.

Fu Heihui opened his eyes wide, looking at a perspective that he would not normally see with some novelty, and the unhappiness just now was swept away.

And the teacher over there finally noticed the situation here because the elevated Fu Heihui appeared in his peripheral vision.

"Excuse me, are you Fu Heihui's parent?" The teacher walked over with a stern expression, and looked at Kazama Yardan with dissatisfaction: "We need to talk."

"It's okay to talk about it." The smile on Kazama Yardan's lips also became cold because of the teacher's attitude: "But I just came here, so I don't know what happened, why don't we first understand the whole story? "

"What else is there to understand! Look at how your little bastard has hurt my child!" The boy's parents heard the conversation here, and immediately "thumped" stood up, screaming in a sharp voice .

This made Kazama Yardan frowned in displeasure, and raised her hand to cover Fu Heihui's ears - he didn't know how a man could make such an ugly voice, he was afraid of hurting his poor brat eardrum.

"Father Datian, calm down." The teacher didn't seem very happy either. After appeasing the other side, he turned to Kazamain Lan and said, "Father Datian is a little emotional, please forgive me. Daejeon's head is broken."

Kazama Yardan's indifferent gaze passed over the boy who was smiling complacently, and the boy shrank in fright.

Children have innate intuition, and they are always more sensitive than adults.

On weekdays, the boy who was domineering in the kindergarten and yelled that he was a mafia and wanted to kill all the children who didn't listen to him, suddenly felt so weak under the eyes of Lan Kazama. Trembling uncontrollably.

"I don't really want to hear the conclusion, teacher." Kazama Yard Lan Mingming was smiling, but without the slightest warmth, his eyes were cold, and his aura was as strong as if this was not a kindergarten, but a scene of a gang fight negotiating table.

"Since it's a battle between children, how about letting the children restore the facts? Hui is already an older child with the ability to judge on his own. I believe he can clearly describe the whole process."

Kazamain Lan turned her head to the child who was staring blankly at her and asked, "Do you think so, Hui?"

Fu Heihui pursed her lips, said "um" and then tugged on Feng Jianyuan Lan's shirt, motioning him to put herself down.

He is already a mature big boy, he doesn't need the protection of the white-haired father, he can fight for the honor of his family by himself.

"Da Tian called my father a pervert, snatched snacks from female classmates, peeked under the teacher's skirt, and said that his father is the leader of the port mafia. If anyone doesn't listen to him, he will sink them into Tokyo Bay. So I just fought with him to tell him not to bully Xiaohua anymore, and not to scold my father anymore."

Fu Heihui raised his fleshy fist, and said viciously: "If he dares to scold my father and bully others again, I will beat him!"

The little child worked hard to learn the fierce appearance of those uncles and brothers he usually saw at the headquarters of the port mafia, but his overly cute chubby cheeks dragged him down. Not only did he not look scary at all, but he looked The appearance of the little adult is so cute that people want to pinch his little face.

Everyone: "..."

After Fu Heihui's voice fell, the room fell into a strange silence.

Under the sight of the teacher and Kazama Yonlan looking over together, Datian's father's face turned red quickly, and he said angrily: "I never said that!"

Kazamain Lan smiled: "I don't know how Mori Ogai felt when he knew what he looked like, but his surname was Ota."

"Mr. Ota worked for the Mafia? I haven't heard your name before."

Kazama Yonlan's appearance, which is quite familiar with the mafia, made the two of them look at him strangely.

Then the two discovered that what Lan Kazama was wearing was the uniform of the port mafia.

Datian's father's legs immediately softened: "You, you belong to the port mafia? I'm sorry, my child is talking nonsense, he is still a child! Childish words are not taboo."

Kazama Yardan sneered: "This is the so-called bullying and fearing the hard."

"I will compensate your child's medical expenses. If you think the child is seriously injured, I can also ask a whole medical team to kill him. But."

Kazama Yonlan's eyes turned cold: "I don't think Hui did anything wrong."

"To children, Daejeon is already a 'bully'. Anyone who interferes with other people's happiness should be punished no matter how old they are."

Seeing the appearance of Datian's father with his own eyes, the teacher who already knew what kind of child Datian was, and believed a lot in Fu Heihui's words, and the balance in his heart immediately fell in favor of Fu Heihui.

"Go to [Wu Ming] for compensation, just say Hui's defeated general, they will happily give you the money."

Kazama Yuanlan took out a business card from her suit pocket and pushed it across the table: "This is the address."

After all, when Kazama Yard looked down at Fu Heihui, she put on a smile again: "Hui did a good job."

"Since you have the ability, then protect the weak. Brave and decisive, Kei is my pride."

Fu Heihui turned his head silently, but a blush appeared on his face.

"Megumi is so slow today! What's going on?" Suddenly, Osamu Dazai poked his face in from the door, and shouted dissatisfiedly, "I'm starving to death! Go home, where's the fish liver?"

Osamu Dazai obviously rushed back just after finishing work, followed by a whole team of sunglasses and black suits.

"Dazai! Don't break into Megumin's class casually, you will make Megumin feel ashamed of you!" Nakahara Nakaya grabbed Dazai from behind angrily.

Oda Sakunosuke, who was going to pick up Ango Sakaguchi on the way, happened to arrive at this time and walked in through the door.

Following them, there was Tachihara Michizo, who was temporarily instructed by Kazama Yardan's text message to go shopping for vegetables again and again, carrying large and small bags with a look of lovelessness.

These people are gathered together, and anyone can see that they are members of the Mafia.

Datian's father was even more frightened and took two steps back, staggering and falling.

"Just now, I seem to have heard someone say that he is the leader of the port mafia?" Osamu Dazai looked sideways after hearing the voice, and asked with a malicious smile: "Is it you?"

"Yes, I'm sorry!" Datian's father screamed, scared out of his wits.

Lan Kazama glanced blankly at the guy over there who was about to pee his pants in fright, and led Fu Heihui to the people waiting for him to go home and have dinner together.

"Since everything has been resolved and benefits have been received, let's go home and make monkfish liver at night—no drinking for minors!"

"Ah...how is this!"