The vest is played on the face of the card

All day long, this matter lingered in Komaji's mind.

There are many empty seats on the train. When Komaji was sitting on the empty seat with a rag, Sakurai Yuto secretly glanced at him through the window door. For him, it is a little bit reluctant to let him work on the train like this? 】

The system said: [Otherwise, forget it, seeing such a small child cleaning, I think you have become the leader of that evil organization again...]

Sakurai Yuto said inexplicably: 【What inexplicable things are you talking about? 】

The system quickly apologized: [I'm sorry I remembered wrongly, the leaders of evil organizations are all companions by convention. 】

And it's completely different from Sakurai Yuto's thinking, Komaji has no objection to the work itself.For him who is used to taking care of his father on weekdays, the interior of the train, which is already very tidy, is also very convenient to clean.

What really worried him was the face that had been buried in his heart.

Will my future self really become like that?Because it was just a quick glance, he didn't look very carefully, so he couldn't tell more details.But just that one glance shocked his heart.

That self doesn't seem to be too old, but the kind of age between youth and teenager.But with those tattoos on his body, even Komaji would have a hard time saying "my future self is a good person" without conscience.If he was about to get multiple tattoos on his wrist because he was caught repeatedly stealing, then his future self was covered with tattoos, he would be a sinner among sinners.

He couldn't imagine what crimes his future self would commit.

If you think about it this way, if the rumor that you will die when you see another self is true, it seems that it is not a pity for him to die like this. After all, he has seen with his own eyes what kind of sinful person his future self is. Although he couldn't see those details clearly, it was just a glance from a distance, but he could also feel the confusion around his future self.

A dying person may be redeemed, but there is no reason to write off his faults—how can the soul of a sinner rest in peace?

Komaji sat on the train worriedly like this, until Sakurai Yuto finally couldn't bear to push the door in, and Komaji's contemplation was over.The child stood up abruptly, grasping the rag at a loss, and asked nervously, "When did you come?"

Sakurai Yuto pretended not to notice the other party's anxiety, he said: "Just now. Today's work is over, you can go back, the envelope is today's wages, remember to keep it."

Komaji frantically took out the copper coin from his pocket, and said, "Isn't this my salary?"

Sakurai Yuto was silent for a moment, and he couldn't say a word: "You really believe this kind of nonsense... Do I seem to have such a bad heart?"

Komaji:.

The child looked at the envelope in his hand. He was awkward for a long time, but he didn't open it to see what was inside. He whispered, "Thank you."

Sakurai Yuto waved his hand.

When he was in the magic world, he did many good things for various purposes.It seemed like a one-sided effort. Facts have proved that although this method may work for a while, it cannot completely help others. He can only help others for a while, and cannot always be by their side forever.

So instead, this method is slightly better.

Not a handout, but a reward.For Komaji, this method is also the one that makes him feel the most comfortable.

Sakurai Yuto's approach can be called gentle, and the content of the choice is also very appropriate.Of course, there is no need to clean the place that is already tidy. Let the children wipe it with a rag for a day, and it is considered as the completion of the task.

His tenderness, the young Komaji still doesn't understand it yet.But even if Komaji couldn't figure out anything, in his heart, Sakurai Yuto finally became that special existence.

When going back, Sakurai Yuto glanced at his watch, just as he was about to open the door, he saw Komaji's worried eyes.So he asked suspiciously: "Komaji, you can't be... you got out of the car secretly, didn't you?"

It's impossible to think like this, after all, if he got off the time train, Komaji wouldn't be standing in this place.

Komaji just shook his head, and he whispered, "If I become a bad guy in the future, will you regret hiring me?"

Sakurai Yuto said casually: "It is said that I was the leader of an evil organization. What's the matter?"

boast.

Komaji muttered in his heart, he pulled Sakurai Yuto's arm, closed his eyes, and when he followed him out, he found that he had returned to the place where he originally lived.

Sakurai Yuto said: "I will pick you up tomorrow afternoon, good night, have a good dream."

Komaji returned home with the medicine he bought during the day and the reward in the envelope.

When he got home, his father was already coughing.After seeing Komaji, his father raised his hand abruptly, pulled Komaji, and pulled up his sleeves. After seeing that his son had no new tattoos on his wrist, he was relieved at first, and then quickly became nervous again.

Father said, "Are you stealing again?"

...Although he went to work for that strange guy today, it cannot be said that there was no theft at all.Komaji replied honestly, "I stole it, but I didn't steal it."

As a result, the dying father in front of him coughed even worse, his face flushed, almost coughing up his lungs.Komaji was taken aback by such a father, he hurriedly unwrapped the package of herbs, and skillfully began to boil the medicine for his father.

Smelling the fragrance of the medicine, my father calmed down a little, but he still frowned.

Komaji realized the reason behind his father's strange attitude.He hurriedly took out the envelope from his pocket, and said to his father: "I will never do that kind of thing again! Today, I have a rich boss who asked me to help clean it. This is what he paid me today! "

Father pulled himself up with difficulty, and he opened the envelope.

There was no money in the envelope, he shook, and a thin piece of paper fell out of the envelope.On the piece of paper, there was an address written in flying and phoenix dances.It seems to be a famous medical hall, and there is a line of small characters written on the bottom of the medical hall.

The father read it out: "Komaji paid in advance for the next year's wages, and hired the best doctor for my father..."

Komaji, who had just praised Sakurai Yuto for his generosity, lost his expression. He had only worked for this man for a day, and he was destined to work for him for the next year. It's just... just...

I want to make people cry.

Komaji was really in tears.

The father looked at the note in the phone, and at Komaji's red eyes, he said softly, "Do you feel wronged because you have been bullied?"

He didn't know how to explain to his son the subtle concerns that belonged to adults.

Komaji, however, shook his head and just said to his father, "No, I was thinking...it's great that you're alive."

Until now, he didn't know what Sakurai Yuto did when he left him in the daytime.Komaji's reputation is not very good, and he can be known about him with a little inquiring.

So it's not surprising that Yuuto knew about these things.

Father was also silent.

The two looked at each other silently tonight.Komaji finally understood why Sakurai Yuto told him that he would pick him up for work tomorrow afternoon.

Komaji's father hadn't acted for a long time, and his legs and feet were not very agile. They set off early in the morning, and by the time Komaji took his father to the hospital, it was already noon.

As stated in the letter, Sakurai Yuto has already paid all the expenses needed for the treatment in advance - even including his father's daily diet. Of course, this food does not have Komaji's share. It is said that this is Sakura Jing Yudou specially warned.

The big-spending boss seemed extremely stingy in this kind of place, but Komaji couldn't get angry anymore.

After saying goodbye to his father, he sat in the old place and waited for Sakurai Yuto to come back.When Yuuto arrived in a hurry, his arms were bulging and he didn't know what he put there. When he saw Komaji, he just waved his hand and signaled him to follow him.

It was still the familiar inside of the train. He came here for the first time yesterday, so some places were not very familiar. As a result, when Sakurai Yuto took a deep breath and opened an inconspicuous door, Komaji noticed that this There is actually a kitchen on the train.

only--

The kitchen looked like it had been hit by a disaster.

Although it can be seen that someone has cleaned it desperately, it can still be seen that the kitchen was once a mess.

Sakurai Yuto took out a bunch of ingredients from his arms, he put them on the cooking table, turned around and found some kitchen knives, he compared Komaji's height, but put those knives far away from him , and gave him a small water basin instead.

Sakurai Yuto said: "We cook together, I'm in charge of cutting the radish, and you are in charge of washing the leaves on the radish, understand?"

... Generally speaking, aren't the leaves of radishes cut off directly?

Komaji saw that Yuto Sakurai was holding a knife with a murderous look, and he looked extremely skilled, but the things he cut were messy.Komaji hesitated for a moment, and finally said what was in his heart: "You can't... you can't cook?"

Sakurai Yuto said: "Is there any problem? I also bought back the practice of knife skills."

Komaji:.

He looked around resignedly, and when he saw the scorched marks on the pots and pans, he suddenly understood how these marks came from.

So Komaji forcefully drove Sakurai Yuto out of the kitchen. Although he was not very good at using those modern kitchen utensils, but with a little practice, the child learned things very quickly, and he learned it in a short time.

Radishes alone probably wouldn't work. He searched around the kitchen and found a bag of shiitake mushrooms that had been thrown into a corner for some reason.He can't usually eat this kind of food, but in terms of how to make it, he can also understand the most basic cooking method. When taking care of his father, he does all the housework at home by himself.

If you put a little shiitake mushrooms as an embellishment...it probably doesn't matter, right?

Komaji thought about it, and felt that it was too little to put in a little bit. He thought, otherwise, just use shiitake mushrooms to cook the soup, and the taste should be quite good.