Big Sky in Yokohama

"Mr. Nakahara?" Yoni urged in a low voice outside the door.

There were rustling sounds from the bathroom, and Zhong Yuan Zhong also said in a muffled voice, "...here."

The bathroom door was opened a crack, and he grabbed the semi-wet sweater and trousers and handed them out. Youni stretched out his hand and grabbed them twice, but he held them tightly.

The young man who was so ashamed to the extreme didn't understand how he got to this point. He clearly thought at first, just come in and have a sip of tea and leave.

"Mr. Nakahara..." Youni shouted helplessly.

He held it so tightly that she really couldn't get it out.

"Please don't be willful. It rained a lot today and the temperature has dropped a lot. Mr. Zhongyuan should pay more attention to his body." Youni said so earnestly in a low voice.

Zhong Yuanzhong unconsciously let go of his hands, and squatted on the ground covering his face.

How dare he say that he is not as disrespectful of his body as Youni thought, but simply ashamed.

Youni tidied up the clothes in the laundry basket, "Mr. Zhongyuan, enjoy the hot water at ease, I'll wash the clothes first."

"... Sorry to trouble you, Yuni."

……

Fortunately, there was nothing to embarrass Nakahara Chuya so much that he became hot all over. He changed into a sweater and trousers that had been washed and dried, and when he walked out of the bathroom, the clear tea soup was already on the table.

Zhongyuan Zhong also shook his half-wet hair, and said cautiously: "I'll go back after drinking this?"

He really couldn't stand the child Youni, obviously she wouldn't say anything tough, but she was so sincere and earnest, looking at him with worried eyes, which could make him numb in an instant.

The feeling of being warmed and cared by others is too strange and too beautiful, which makes Zhong Yuan at a loss and doesn't know how to deal with it.

Yoni nodded with a smile, "Yes."

"Mr. Nakahara is too nervous, relax and relax."

Youni didn't seem to realize who was the source of Nakahara Chuya's nervousness, his beautiful eyebrows and eyes were curved, and he had a sweet smile.

Zhong Yuanzhong also blushed, drank the tea soup and slammed it on the table, and said in a low voice, "...I'm going back first."

Youni smiled and waved his hand, "Mr. Zhongyuan, be careful on the road."

The hand that pushed the door stopped, and Nakahara couldn't help turning his head and telling him, "Next time you go out, remember to bring an umbrella. Don't go home too late. Yokohama is very dangerous at night."

"Well, let Mr. Zhongyuan worry about it." Youni nodded obediently.

Zhong Yuanzhong also flicked his tongue, "It's nothing

What a bother, next time if you really want to go out at night, just wait for me to go with you. "

...He said something he shouldn't have said again.

The turned face wrinkled into a ball, Nakahara Chuya gritted his teeth, he couldn't control his mouth.

He wanted to stay away from Youni's life a long time ago. After all, he was too close to him. It was hard to say whether the sheep's enemies would find Youni.

Even if Yoni lived with Lan Tang, who was in the port mafia, a mere bottom of the mafia might scare some ordinary gangsters, but it was really nothing to the members of the Takase Society.

Youni is not suitable for the other world, he has always felt so.

The child is too soft-hearted to understand the blood and strife in the other world, and now she doesn't understand what the sheep and the port mafia mean, and one day she will fear and avoid them because they are hurt.

Zhong Yuanzhong is not afraid of parting. The children who grew up on Leibo Street have seen more life and death than anyone else.

He just didn't want to see those eyes as beautiful as Yokohama's sea become dim and silent.

Youni landed in Yokohama for a few months, due to various things, the identity information has not been completed, until today Lantang brought back Youni's certificate to her.

"There are all the documents you need in Yokohama, and my name is written in the column of guardian." Lantang sat on the kotatsu, wearing a beige sweater, and took off his warm earmuffs.

He pushed the kraft paper bag on the table to Youni, and his golden green eyes fell on Youni with some emotion.

It seems that it has only been a few days since Mori Ogai introduced this child here. Unknowingly, he has been living with Youni for several months, and even faintly regards her as a real family member, willing to be her guardian .

When Mori Ogai was first asked to help Youni complete her identity information and allow her to settle in Yokohama, the black-haired and purple-eyed underground black doctor even jokingly offered him to be Youni's guardian.

And this was also rejected by Lantang, and asked Mori Ogai to write his name in the column of Yoni's guardian.

Only Rantang and Mori Ogai are suitable to be the guardians of Youni. Originally, Mori Ogai thought that Rantang would not be the guardian of Youni.

When Lantang was willing to take over Youni at first, it was only because Youni grew up in France, could speak French, and read some French poetry.

Unexpectedly, after a few months passed, Lantang seemed to have a lot of love for Youni.

Lan Tang was the victim of the Huangba vomiting incident five years ago. When he was rescued, he didn't even remember his name or origin.

, with only an old hat with Rimbaud written on it beside him.

The medical staff who rescued him registered him as Lantang with the name on his hat, and he has been active under this name since he woke up.

After spending a period of time in a daze, Lan Tang joined the port mafia and became one of the most inconspicuous low-level mafia. His daily work was like a routine, and he would never touch anything that did not belong to him.

Even his companions in the mafia didn't have a deep impression of him, they only remembered him as a lazy young man who was afraid of the cold.

Mori Ogai originally thought that he would not pay much attention to Uni. After all, during the five years in the port mafia, Zhong Rantang didn't seem to meet any friends worth talking to, even friends who could drink with him after get off work.

He originally wanted to act as Yoni's nominal guardian and sell it to Chuya Nakahara, the king of sheep, but now it seems that it will not work.

...But it doesn't seem too bad for Lan Tang to owe him a favor.

It is not difficult for Mori Ogai to obtain a legal identity certificate for Yoni, and he doesn't care whether Yoni is grateful to him or not. His real purpose is to have a good impression of her and be willing to protect her two people.

"Thank you, Mr. Lantang." Youni opened the file bag and took out the information inside. The first thing that came into view was the column of her guardian and home address.

Identity information and guardianship are important credentials for Youni's activities in Yokohama. Since then, she has not been a black household who is not protected by the police and the law.

……

The beige duster sweeps across the crevices of bookcases, vases, and shelves, taking away a few dust particles from the upper and lower areas.

A pure white scarf wraps her long hair, and Youni wears a dust mask and an apron that she only wears when cleaning, and carefully cleans every corner of the house.

Cleaning the house is usually done by the housekeeping company, but due to the increasingly dangerous situation in Yokohama recently, the housekeeping company that Lantang has been entrusting has been liquidated and moved out of Yokohama a few days ago.

At this moment, Lantang couldn't find a new housekeeping company to entrust, so the sanitation work of the house fell to Lantang and Youni.

According to Lan Tang, the troublesome cleaning work should wait until a new housekeeping company is found to arrange people to do it.

But Youni thought that the weather has been raining frequently recently, if it is not cleaned well, there may be some scary bugs in the corners.

So she took the initiative to take the duster to clean the dust and cobwebs in the corners, and Lan Tang looked at the girl who was as tall as his waist busy in the house, but he was too embarrassed to do it.

He took the vacuum cleaner and sucked the carpet one by one.

When cleaning the cabinet, Yoni stopped in doubt.

She looked at the bowler hat in the glass door. The black hat looked old, as if it hadn't been taken out for a while.

"This hat belongs to Mr. Lantang?" Youni opened the cabinet door curiously, and carefully took out the bowler hat.

Dark red silk wraps around the bottom, and the black hat is turned over, and it reads—Rimbaud.

"... Rimbaud?" Yoni whispered the letters on the inside of the hat.

Is this Mr. Lantang's hat?

But she didn't seem to have seen Mr. Lantang put on his hat, nor had he seen him take it out.

The blue eyes flickered twice, Youni thought for a while, and finally decided to put the hat back in place.

But he didn't want Lantang to come in at this time. When he saw the hat in Yoni's hand, he was obviously surprised and dazed for a moment.

"Why did you take out the hat?" Lan Tang's voice did not contain any sense of blame. Although when he was discovered, the only hat with his name written on it was, in fact, he didn't care about the hat. How many special feelings do you have.

He just subconsciously felt that this hat should not be left indiscriminately, and must be kept well.

Youni looked up at Lantang, his big blue eyes were full of puzzlement, "Does Mr. Lantang like hats?"

The golden-green eyes fell on the hat for a moment, and Lan Tang reached out and took the bowler hat from Yuni's hand, "I feel normal."

"It's better to keep the furry earmuffs warmer." He went on to add.

That's right, after all, although this hat is pretty, for Lantang who feels cold all the time, the warm earmuffs are more useful for him.

But for some reason, he just didn't want to see the hat in someone else's hands, even if it was Yoni.

The hat must have had some special meaning to him.

That is the memory he lost and persistently wanted to find.

Yoni frowned and agreed, "Then this is a gift from Mr. Lan Tang's friend?"

After all, Lan Tang has no passion for hats, he simply puts them in the cabinet for safekeeping.

"It says Rimbaud, which is somewhat similar to Mr. Lan Tang's name." The girl's soft and childish words fell, and the expression of the young man standing in front of her suddenly changed slightly.

"Mr. Lantang?" Youni looked at Lantang worriedly, and he muttered to himself with a slightly dignified young and handsome face.

"By the way, why didn't I think of looking up this name?"

The name on the hat is not Lantang, but Rimbaud in French.