Simulate the operation of Beebo Street

"...No internal organs were injured, don't believe the bandage bastard's words."

Zhong also held back for a few seconds, his face turned red, and he said so.

"Hey, if you're not around for a while you can hear the little creature talking bad about me behind my back."

Dazai, who arrived belatedly, pushed the door in and took up Yuri's words before he could speak.

"If it weren't for me, you would have been killed by those brats long ago. Be grateful to your benefactor, okay?"

"Who is talking nonsense behind his back?" Zhongya was furious, his voice suddenly raised, "Don't say strange and ambiguous things to Yuri."

"Hehe, I'll just forgive your yelling for the last time."

Dazai folded his arms around his chest, smiling,

"After all, from next week onwards, I will be able to live a comfortable life of dispatching the dwarf at will. I sincerely wish you a speedy recovery, because the work intensity may be very high."

"Don't dream, I didn't join the port mafia to do this kind of thing."

Zhong also recalled the sincere smile that Mr. Mori showed to him at the end, and inexplicably had some confidence in his future.

Yuri looked left and right.Somehow there was an eerie sense of reassurance in their unchanging bad habits.

Sure enough, even if their identities have undergone a huge change, the mutual dislike between the two will not change.

But they can't be allowed to quarrel endlessly.She had to hold the soup can up to gain more presence.

"Doesn't Zhong like this taste? This is medicinal food, specially for patients."

Dazai laughed out loud.

"Don't waste Yuri's heart? And me, I also participated in the cooking process very carefully."

Hearing this sentence, Chuya's hand that had just picked up the spoon froze again.

He glanced at Dazai vigilantly, with the words "It must have been poisoned inside" clearly written on his face.

"Oh? What do you think I did? I didn't give rat poison, because I'm not your safe and trustworthy little friend." Dazai said in a calm but sharp tone.

Yumekawa Yuri: ...

She sighed exhausted.

"Okay, okay, thank you for bringing me here Dazai, let's have a few words alone next?"

She jumped up and pushed Dazai out the door.

"Hey, okay. Yuri is really stingy." Dazai raised his hands in surrender, and said as he walked out the door, "This week's Kanya joke quota has been used up, you can just stay here by yourself. Refusing soup won't make you grow even a centimeter."

The slamming goalkeeper Chuya's roar was cut off.

Then the atmosphere was suddenly silent.

In the closed room where only Chuya and Yuri were left, the two of them invariably remembered what they had talked about when they had dinner together in a restaurant last time.

Those words about companionship and betrayal have more or less become prophecies.

"I heard about... the sheep."

Yuri said in a low voice.

"are you OK."

"I am fine."

Nakaya turned his head to look out the window, then turned his gaze back to Yuri's face, with no expression on his face.

"The doctor said that it will take less than a month to fully recover."

"That's not what I said. What about those people?"

Yuri asked again.

"...the Port Mafia promised to send them to various orphanages across the country. I was watching."

Zhong also replied.

"What? Do nothing else? To those who want to kill you?"

"That's the deal I made with the port mafia - keeping them alive and kicking."

A bird on the branch outside the window suddenly attracted all of Chuya's attention, he stared out the window and said.

Yuri stared at him with undisguised shock, speechless.

Even after she heard about what happened to Zhongye, she couldn't restrain her desire to kill those children who had been relying on Zhongye's sheep for a long time.

"You really..."

Then again, no one can see that a seemingly single-minded, heartless fighting maniac is trapped in such a complicated vortex of life experience, keeping such a big secret alone for many years and never telling any companions. come out.

something.

This conclusion was drawn by reason.

She glanced at Zhong Ye, and while the other party was not paying attention, she secretly stretched out her finger and poked his arm.

It's warm, normal human skin, wrapped around smooth, elastic forearm muscles.

From the fingertips, I felt the powerful pulse in the blood vessels.

This is exactly what a human being looks like.

Chuuya turned his head and stared at her with an expression of what are you doing.

Yuri quickly withdrew his hand and pretended to look at the scenery and changed the subject: "Eat quickly, it will be cold if you don't eat."

Chuya remained silent, stirring the soup in front of him with a spoon.

The cut lamb loin floats and sinks in the slightly turbid soup base, and the lovely red goji berries and fresh and bright green onions are dotted in it.

It's still pretty.

If you ignore the huge malice emanating from the choice of ingredients, it looks like that?

"...Chuangzhen guided me to do it."

She never mentioned what Dazai had done, and twisted her fingers behind her back.

That's what I made and delivered by myself.How can you not eat?Still have a very dissatisfied expression?This is how I am treated?

Yuri thought a little angrily.

Zhong also took a serious look at her, his cobalt blue eyes moved slightly.

"I'm starting." Chuya said.

The moment the soft and tender lamb loin enters the mouth, a strong smell of mutton spreads in the mouth.The sweetness of wolfberry and the aroma of green onion and ginger have entered it, leaving a little aftertaste after the heavy top notes are gone.The soup does not have that strong smell, but just keeps the umami on the tip of the tongue.

Actually not bad.

Get rid of that smell.

Although she would be upset if she didn't eat it, Yuri couldn't help worrying about the taste of the soup when she saw Chuuya start chewing.

"If you think the fishy smell is a bit strong, you can scold Dazai."

Yuri said in a low voice.

"He volunteered to cut (play with) lamb kidneys. He was supposed to remove the white tendons completely to get rid of the fishy smell, but he seemed to throw some back on purpose. When I found out, it was too late..."

The orange-haired boy looked at her and smiled.

"It's okay. It's delicious."

Zhong also said.

"Thank you for doing this."

With a wave of his spoon, he quickly ate up all the soup and ingredients in the soup pot.

After drinking the soup, it seemed that I suddenly couldn't find a topic.Both of them had thoughts that could not be treated humanely in their hearts.

"Then... I'm going back? Take a good rest."

"If you are free in the future, come back to Leibo Street for dinner."

"Ah."

Zhong also seemed to think of something, and suddenly asked:

"In the past two days, has that tyrannical guy ever appeared?"

ah?Isn't that you, Huangba?

"Uh, I don't seem to have heard..."

For the first time in his life, Yuri felt guilty in front of Chuya.

"If there is anything unusual in Leibo Street, you must notify me immediately."

Zhong also let out a breath.

"The new number, I will tell you tomorrow."

Let me tell you about Rimbaud later.

Yuri thought.

She didn't know how to end this matter.

On the way back, she rehearsed the scene of confessing to Zhong Ye in her mind.

But it seems that the result is not good no matter what.

"Let's reason! The reply has been approved! It has been passed!" The system knocked on her suddenly.

"Reply for what?"

Yuri asked absent-mindedly as she walked under the shadow of trees swaying in the wind.

"You mentioned it last time, ten times for free!"