This is a nurturing essay

Lu Yu hung up the phone.

Saiki Kongsuke is a pervert and a peerless genius.After Lu Yu put the coordinates in place, he developed a means of cross-world communication.

However, this method relies on the pages contributed by the leader Jae, so Kongsuke only transformed two mobile phones that can connect to the parallel world.

It happened that Lu Yu and Dazai Zhi had one part.

Now, Lu Yu was standing in the rented apartment, condescendingly looking down at the scene under the Wuzhen Building by the French window.

Osamu Dazai and Buteizai were walking under his sight.

Just like the leader Zai looked at Butei back then, the young man's slender fingers pressed against the glass, as if he wanted to touch someone's head.

He just stood there, watching them walk away, out of his sight.

It was autumn in their world, and the Mid-Autumn Festival had just passed before they came.Although the progress of the main world is faster than theirs, the approximate time is similar, and it is also autumn now.

It will be cold at night, I don't know if Xiaozhi is used to it, but Butei's Dazai seems to be someone who doesn't know how to take care of himself...

There is also the question of their meals. Is Xiaozhi, that squeamish boy, used to eating outside every day?You don't eat canned crabmeat all day, do you?

I don't know if the children get along well?Probably won't quarrel... Xiaozhi is so afraid of loneliness, and today he will live with another lonely guy, hey, the two of them won't stay up together, right?

——Zhijun, I know the reason why you came to find Xiaozhi, but I am even more worried about this!

Lu Yu covered his face weakly.

No, I'm still young!I am obviously about the same age as Zhijun and the others, how can I look like an old father!

cheer up!

You have to put on the vest of the mysterious man to create panic, and then let the devil come to him on his own initiative.

The young man thought about it, and between going to the study to search for information and going to the kitchen to cook, he decisively chose the latter.

In autumn, crabs are fattening.

"Accompany me, go shopping, things—"

"No, go—"

On the side of the intersection, two people, one big and one small, were tugging back and forth.

Osamu Dazai pulled Buthenzai's sleeve and pulled it aside forcefully: "You have fulfilled my duty, my lord!"

"I, yes, no, yes! I don't have the responsibility to accompany you to buy things!" Wu Zhenzai gritted his teeth while grabbing his sleeve back.

Is this little bastard so strong?

"Anyway, let go, my sleeve will be snapped off!"

"So come with me! I didn't bring any clothes when I came here!"

"You go by yourself!"

"I'm still a child! How can I let a child buy clothes by himself? The clerk won't sell them!"

"Children or something, you really dare to say—"

"Anyway, you just go with me! Otherwise, I'll cry in the street!"

Wu Zhenzai took a deep breath.

Was it this type when I was a kid?no?

"I see, let's go with you." The young man in the sand-colored windbreaker let out a sigh of relief, "Who on earth raised such a troublesome spirit like you?"

"It's not too bad." Osamu Dazai was satisfied, "Let's go, accompany me to see if there is a specialty store I like in this world."

Dazai are not used to revealing their hearts, so they will quickly cover it up with other things.

Like going shopping or something.

It wasn't until seeing Osamu Dazai throwing himself into the specialty store to get clothes like a fish in water, that Wu Zhenzai understood why he said that the clerk would not sell them to him because he was a child.

Because he bought too much!

This guy of feelings is here to find him to carry the bag.

Takenzai leaned against the wall of the store, seeing Dazai Osamu holding a large pile of clothes for the salesperson to wrap up, feeling a little emotional in his heart.

"Hey, come pick up the bags." Osamu Dazai had already settled the bill, and stood in front of the bags and waved to Buteizai.

"Understood." Wu Zhenzai straightened up, walked slowly to pick up those bags, "Is it okay to buy clothes?"

"I still have to buy daily necessities and food, as well as gifts for everyone in the detective agency." Osamu Dazai began to push Butei out.

"Why are you so troublesome?" Wu Detective Zai sighed.

"Because this is life, what do you know." Dazai Xiaozhi rolled his eyes.

Wu Zhenzai: ...

The mood is complicated, he was told "what do you know" for the first time, or by another self.

The point is, there is no way to refute it.

Osamu Dazai, who lives a serious life, sounds terrible...

"Let's go, let's go, I'm rich, I'll take care of you." Osamu Dazai laughed.

I also have money, and I can steal Zhongye's black card.

Takenzai sighed, carrying his bag listlessly like every otaku who goes shopping with his girlfriend, followed behind the bouncing empty-handed Dazai Xiaoji, and the two entered the mall together.

"When I came, I had already prepared gifts from Ranpo-san, Akiko-san, and the president. Now I can make up for Tanizaki, Ton, and Kunikida-san."

Osamu Dazai muttered to himself in the stationery section.

"Tanizaki has a younger sister who is also a member of the detective agency. There is also a boy named Miyazawa Kenji and a girl named Izumi Kyoka. They are not at the detective agency today. There is also the president's secretary, Ms. Haruno." Save the bag After the recovery, Butanzai reminded him to put in his pocket in a chic manner.

"Ah...there are already so many people in the detective agency?" Dazai Osamu chose a pair of pens, "This one is for the Tanizaki brothers and sisters. What's the situation with the others?"

"Kunikida will be very happy if you help him with the documents." Takenzai replied lazily.

"Help him deal with the files that originally belonged to you? Your vicious lord." Osamu Dazai pointed out the truth sharply.

"Then you can give him a pen as well. He consumes a lot of pens." Wu Xunzai replied indifferently.

"That's fine, Miss Secretary can also give you pens." Dazai Osamu added two more pens, "Dun Dun looks silly, what does he like?"

"You can just call him brother a few more words." Wu Jingzai still replied calmly.

"Where is that Miyazawa Kenji?"

"I like cows." Taken Zai Miao replied.

"Miss Quan Jinghua?"

"I like Dun."

"Why do I feel that the detective agency has become weird." Dazai Osamu complained, "How can I give her a handsome boy?"

"Then it has nothing to do with me." Wu Detective Zai hummed a ditty.

"Oh, it's unreliable." Osamu Dazai sighed, "Then just buy whatever you want... What are their ages?"

Wu Jingzai told him one by one.

"Why are they all underage? Can the president like to hire underage?"

Osamu Dazai muttered something that only he knew, and bought the present according to his intuition.

"A bow tie for Dun Dun, a music box for Miyazawa, who I don't know, and a bow tie for my little sister."

Putting things into the shopping cart, Osamu Dazai was satisfied: "Okay, next step is to buy food!"

"Where's mine?" Seeing that the young boy had finished choosing gifts one by one, Wu Jingzai couldn't help reminding him aloud.

"No." Osamu Dazai turned around in surprise, "Why should I give you a gift?"

Wu Jingzai smiled and said: "But your parents will definitely prepare a gift for me, right?"

Who was the parent he was talking about? The "he" in the previous conversation with Osamu Dazai naturally referred to Lu Yu.

"Do you think this dress looks good?" Dazai Osamu suddenly tugged at his little coat.

In all fairness, it is very advanced and beautiful.

Wu Jingzai couldn't help but nodded: "Not bad."

Osamu Dazai smiled: "Well, I did ask my mother, and my mother said that she wanted to give you a piece of clothing. But she didn't come, so let me buy it for you." Speaking of this, the little boy shrugged, "I will I bought this—I am also Osamu Dazai anyway.”

Buteizai: I knew it would be like this.

But the word "mother" left traces in his heart.

Not only a male elder, but also a mother.

"By the way, can you contact Chuya here?" Osamu Dazai cleared his throat and quickly changed the subject.

Wu Zhenzai showed a strange expression: "Who?"

"Forget it, he seems to have gone to the port mafia, so let's talk about it later." Osamu Dazai seemed to have thought of something, and stopped asking, "Dazai, what do you have for lunch?"

"Order takeaway." Wu Zhenzai leaned on the handle of the trolley, with a face of refusal, "I won't cook for you."

I also dare not eat your cooking.

Thinking of the chicken soup that the big black cat at home made the stray dog ​​sleepy for two days, Osamu Dazai shivered.

It is true that he loves to develop recipes with the leader Zai, but fortunately, he is very self-aware and never eats food made from these wonderful recipes.

But the leader Zai, he probably wanders between the number and the number...

The Dazai in front of him was also unbelievable.

"Then take out." Osamu Dazai checked the direction, "This way you don't need to buy vegetables, okay, let's go buy toiletries."

Wu Zhenzai let out a sigh.

So, why do you want to go shopping with the bear kid...

Near noon, the Dazai finally returned to Butei's dormitory.

"Are you sleeping on tatami?" Dazai Osamu sneaked into Takenzai's room and looked around, and found that it was a relatively traditional Japanese layout, and there was no bed.

"I usually sleep on the sofa." Wu Zhenzai replied lightly.Now all the mess he had bought was thrown on the floor, and he collapsed on the sofa into a cat cake.

——He didn't lie, he usually sleeps on the sofa when he sleeps, but he rarely sleeps.

Osamu Dazai didn't say anything, he ran to the things he bought, and then picked out a bag and threw it into Buteizai's arms: "Take it, it's yours."

"Huh?" Wu Detective Zai caught the bag and let out a lazy nasal voice.

"I promised my mother." Dazai Osamu muttered.This is the result of his testing during the Mid-Autumn Festival a few days ago when he and Lu Xuetong made a video call.

Even the money he spent now was given by Lu Xue. The rich woman generously gave him a large amount of activity funds, trying to prevent the children who went out to play from being thirsty, hungry or cold.

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So Osamu Dazai didn't feel bad when he bought clothes for Buteizai.What's more, he is quite satisfied with Wu Jingzai - referring to the appearance.The big black cat at home is too thin, Liuliu has been raised for more than a year, but still looks weak.

Buteizai was much better. Although he was also thin, Dazai could tell that the other party still had muscles, and he looked thinner after exercise.

With wide shoulders, long legs and a small waist, he is very satisfied with this future!Although he was still a little shorter and thinner than Liuliu, but the difference was not too big, at least he took the clothes for Wu Jingzai according to Lu Yu's size.

It wouldn't be like the leader Zai, Lu Yu's coat was draped over his body and he was empty.

"Then I won't be polite~" Wu Zhenzai glanced at the things in the bag, found a handsome windbreaker, and put it in his hand contentedly.

Cross-world benefits, why not?

"Let's clean up later." Osamu Dazai was also lazy, he lay down and rolled on the ground, "I'm hungry. When will the takeaway arrive?"

Coincidentally, as soon as the voice fell, the doorbell rang at the door.

Wu Jingzai closed his eyes and began to pretend that he was asleep.

"Okay, I'll go." Osamu Dazai got up helplessly, walked to the door and opened it.

"Hello, your takeaway." The delivery man wearing a peaked cap handed out the box in his hand, "I wish you a pleasant meal."

"Thank you." Osamu Dazai nodded thoughtfully.

"You're welcome." After finishing catering, the delivery boy lowered the brim of his hat and left.

"Eat, eat." Osamu Dazai came to the coffee table with the lunch box and lifted the lid.

A strong aroma hits.

"Crab roe soup dumpling!" Wu Jingzai sat up immediately, "Is it the takeaway from Zhonghua Street?"

He couldn't remember which soup dumpling was so fragrant.

Takenzai leaned over, but saw Osamu Dazai pursing his lips and showing a smirk at the soup dumpling that people couldn't bear to look at directly.

Then he suddenly realized something and looked towards the door.

The door was firmly shut.

Missed it again?

-

The delivery man left the dormitory of the detective agency, his figure jumped lightly, and then disappeared.

Before he jumped into the wind, a pair of iris-colored eyes were faintly exposed under the brim of his hat.