Started with a green hat for Verlaine

At night, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko stayed in the guest room of the Tsushima family.

Shuji Tsushima, who had been in close contact with Tatsuhiko Shibusawa, was brought to the head of the house by the maid. Shuji Tsushima, who was like a young master during the day, caught his father's gaze and lowered his head. What Genemon Tsushima couldn't see In the corner, the fingers under the sleeves flinched.

It was a reflex he couldn't control.

Mixed with fear.

Tsushima Genemon seemed to be ignorant, and put on a gentle skin for the harsh teaching, "Shuji, I heard the maid said that you were very unhappy and thought I betrayed you. Is there such a thing?"

Shuji Tsushima said in a low voice: "There is no such thing, I have accepted his guidance."

He knew that the room during the day was for receiving guests, and there was no monitoring or recording.

The maid said nothing.

"Come here." Genemon Tsushima heard the childish voice of the young child, and waved. The temporary change made him decide to treat the young child better, so that the other party would reduce the chance of being influenced by outsiders.

Shuji Tsushima was stiff, and then supported the tatami with his hands, stood up, approached his father, and was pulled to sit close to him.Tsushima Genemon touched his fluffy brown hair, the other's hair and eye color inherited from his own, but his appearance followed his mother's, and he was the prettiest child among several brothers.

"Shuji, are you still angry with me?" Genemon Tsushima said, "It was my fault that I taught you the last time. I shouldn't be too strict. You should be considerate of father's difficulties."

Shuji Tsushima raised his head and smiled stiffly at his father: "Well, I know that father is very hard."

Tsushima Genemon said with relief: "The future of this family is destined to be handed over to you. You are better than your brothers. They have already married and established businesses and moved out of the ancestral house. I will only leave you to grow up by my side. It is also to let you receive family education in a legitimate way."

Shuji Tsushima's smile became more innocent, "Father loves me the most."

Tsushima Genemon's hand fell on the youngest son's face, and he felt the other's slight trembling.

"It's hard for you to deal with this person this time. He is a descendant of the Shibusawa family. You know, the Shibusawa family, that is not something the Tsushima family can resist. For the sake of the family, I can only let you accompany that Shibusawa family." Long Yan, I have investigated that he did write "Black Magic Handbook", and he also won the "Sentimental Award" for writing, just bear with him for a week."

"For a week, can he do anything to me?"

Shuji Tsushima tilted his head.

Genemon Tsushima hesitated for a second, and replied kindly: "What are you talking nonsense, you are my youngest son, the future heir of the Tsushima family, you just need to learn writing from him, if you have any trouble, call the maid to help , I will come forward to solve it."

The 60-year-old Genemon Tsushima spoke more and more smoothly. He bent down and cast a heavy shadow on the 11-year-old boy who was still very childish. "Be good and contribute to the family."

Shuji Tsushima said dully: "Yes."

Tsushima Genemon said: "Go and rest, go to bed early, and read a book tomorrow."

Shuji Tsushima went out and suddenly asked his father in the room: "I don't know what a normal situation is like, why do you think he came to me for inspiration for writing?"

Tsushima Genemon was speechless, because of that innocent beauty, he was inspired.

Shuji Tsushima did not wait for the answer, a small shadow fell on the sliding door, flickered a little with the candlelight, and finally left alone.

Father.

Normal people would only think that I'm being spotted...

Back in his bedroom, Shuji Tsushima was lying on the bed when he heard the sound of the maid crept in to cover him with a quilt.He didn't move, his eyes were closed, he felt the family's careful care of him, and he also felt indifferently the maid's hand on his face.

It's disgusting, it's disgusting, it's disgusting.

"Master Xiuzhi..."

Don't meddle in your own business, go, stay away from me, don't touch my face.

"Your face is back, no bruises left, great."

The maid loves this delicate face that she grew up with since she was a child. People's pursuit of beauty is an instinct. She thought of Ryuhiko Shibusawa who insisted on instructing Master Shuji in writing during the day. see each other.

She made a sobbing voice: "Please be careful, I will be with you."

The maid presumptuously made a phone call and left reluctantly.

Shuji Tsushima sat up abruptly, and wiped his face fiercely with the back of his hand, feeling so sick to his stomach, but hid in the bedding without any resistance.

He has been imprisoned by this family since he was a child. From his moody father, to those brothers and sisters who are indifferent to him when he sees him occasionally, to the servants who whisper to him at home, he has lived in a cage. Here, wanting to escape, but losing the idea of ​​self-help day by day - what can a person like himself do if he goes out?

He learned all kinds of musical instruments and normal teaching courses, but he didn't learn how to survive outside. Everyone told him that he was dependent on the family and could not leave the family.

Shuji Tsushima covered himself with a quilt, feeling a little relieved in the darkness.

He remembered his father who was angry when he came home last time.

His face was angry, his eyes were full of joy, his anger and joy clashed, and he was as terrifying as a monster.

It's terrible.

He didn't dare to make his father angry at all.

He hated himself when he went out to play when he was four years old. If he didn't go out, if he didn't play pranks, maybe it wouldn't be like this. The other party was still the father who treated him indifferently.

In the guest room, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko wrote down what happened today in order to make a good impression.The number of characters in the text message limited his performance, and he didn't get the other party's mailbox, so he divided it into several text messages and sent them to Aso Qiuya, hoping to get the other party's approval.

At the end, he wrote in a text message: [Your future student-Shibusawa Tatsuhiko. 】

Not long after sending the text message, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko held the phone again and added a text message.

[Mr. Shuya, the Tsushima family's attitude towards Shuji Tsushima is very strange, and they hide some interesting secrets. Do you want me to ignore it, or intervene in this matter? 】

He scanned the text for a few seconds to make sure he wasn't revealing a threat.

In this way, Mr. Qiuye will definitely reply to himself.

Plan pass.

Going shopping in Ginza, Tokyo, Aso Akiya and Rantang, who are known as looking for business opportunities and enemies, passed by a cowherd shop that was recruiting. They were talking to each other with a smile, and felt the constant vibration of text messages in their trouser pockets. Ma Shengqiu also had a feeling that his thigh was about to go numb.

Lan Tang joked: "Who is looking for you again, you are a busy person."

Ma Shengqiu also looked at the content, and said with his hands on his forehead: "Is this guy addicted to writing stories? If he insists on writing in such detail, I'm afraid I don't know that he will overturn...Huh?"

He swiped up quickly, and looked at Shibusawa Tatsuhiko Pouchi again...crossed out, it was the whole process of contacting Shuji Tsushima.Shibusawa Ryuhiko described the scenery of the Tsushima family courtyard leisurely, among which Shuji Tsushima only rebounded a little emotion after being asked to guide the writing, and quickly agreed.

Is it super contradictory?

This is Shuji Tsushima?Is this Osamu Dazai who ran away from home in the future and manipulated people's hearts? !

Children in normal families will either ask more questions lively, or make trouble because they don't want to learn. For details, please refer to Nakaya and Ranpo in his family.

Putting such a reaction on the young master of a wealthy family can be called cowardly!

—You don't even have the voice of protest!

"No." Ma Shengqiu also murmured, "I met little Xiuzhi, he was very lively when he was four years old, even if he pretended to agree, he would not be so complacent."

With such a personality, you can say it is like Oba Yezang in "No Longer Human".

It's OOC if it's Osamu Dazai!

Lan Tang heard his thoughts, his eyes wandered elsewhere, and he tugged at his sleeves, "Qiu Ye, let's go a little further."

Akira Aso also wanted to ask Shibusawa Tatsuhiko some more details: "Wait a minute."

Lan Tang rubbed the ground with his toes in shame, and said bravely: "Others look at us wrongly...Qiu Ye...do you want to take me in to play..."

Aso Qiuya: "Huh?"

Does Lan Tang care about other people's eyes?

Immediately afterwards, Ma Shengqiu also understood that the two of them were too close to the recruitment advertisement of the Cowherd's shop, and some people who were shopping nearby at night were already staring at them curiously.

In terms of appearance alone, the two of them are enough to apply for the top cowherd shop in Ginza.

After a while, someone came to the shop smelling the beauty.

"Do you want to apply?"

"……In no mood."

Ma Shengqiu also extinguished the other party's fiery enthusiasm, and quickly led Lan Tang to run away.

After walking away, Lan Tang patted his chest: "I was scared to death, I thought we were going in."

Ma Shengqiu also couldn't laugh or cry: "How could I bring you into the Cowherd's shop!"

Lan Tang asked, "Why not?"

Ma Shengqiu also strongly protested possessively: "Whether you wear clothes or not, your body can only be stared at by me! Other people can't!"

Lan Tang said nonchalantly, "I work in Black Lizard, why didn't I see you enjoying it?"

Ma Shengqiu also bared his teeth: "Mr. Guangjin will drive away the flies for me."

Lan Tang pouted: "Okay."

It's a pity that Shuya used to be too self-conscious, and desperately advertised that he was deeply in love with a French lover who had been dating for many years, so that no one would cling to him without knowing the taste.

The only way to get jealous is that the other party always keeps cats!

Having cats... is not serious in a way.

"Qiuya, what were you looking at just now?" Lan Tang followed this good man who is hard to find in Japan even with a lantern to the corner. Editing the text message in a hurry, "I found a little problem. A child I met when I was young seemed to be raised crookedly."

Lan Tang raised his eyelids, and asked with dignity: "Have you been raised by bad guys?"

Ma Shengqiu also said, "No, it should be his family."

Lan Tang stared dead, "Why do you even meddle in other people's family affairs?"

Ma Shengqiu also took the time to kiss Lantang, and explained: "This child is different. He has a rebellious personality and a good family background. Ordinary people can't get close to him. I asked Shibusawa Tatsuhiko to teach him writing, so that Shibusawa Long Yan is going to chew on this hard bone, don't bother us for the time being."

Lan Tang said indifferently: "He still bothers you with text messages."

Ma Shengqiu also scratched his cheek with his free hand, and hit the send button with his right thumb.

"So, my plan has encountered an accident."

Osamu Dazai is crooked!

Ah, there seems to be something wrong with this sentence, but he does look different from normal development!

Ma Shengqiu also put the phone back into his pocket, and said shyly, "Lantang, shall we travel to Aomori County?" Lan Tang gave the back of his head and walked out.

Ma Shengqiu also shrugged and stopped mentioning it, let's let the travel route take its course.

Tatsuhiko Shibusawa, who had been looking forward to it, received a reply.

【Shibusawa-kun, there is no need to investigate, you just need to teach this child seriously, it would be even better if you could take a picture of him smiling from the bottom of his heart for me. 】

【——The author of the question you are traveling abroad. 】

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko got the additional question, and his red pupils lit up, knowing that he had sent the right content.

Do you have a happy smile?

Mr. Qiu Ye has found that the other party's life is not happy.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's mobility is not particularly strong, and he has a kind of laziness like a nobleman in his bones and the self-confidence that he knows everything well.Encouraged by Aso Qiuya, he decided to give up his spare time and quietly went out for a night swim with his legs that he didn't want to move.

Thus, Shibusawa Ryuhiko caught a glimpse of the maid's hands and feet on Shuji Tsushima.

He took a photo, which may be a bit blurry.

It's ok.

He edited a text message on the photo: [Mr. Qiu Ye, look how soundly he slept. 】

In Ginza, Aso, who bought a cup of milk tea for couples, also managed to choke.

The white unicorn's black belly is also very lethal.

Lantang couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed his mobile phone, forcibly turned it off, put it in his pocket, and confiscated the communication tool between this guy and Tatsuhiko Shibusawa.

"Okay, let's go shopping, and then go to the bar to watch the pole dance."

"It's... Master Lantang."

Ma Shengqiu also covered his face, and said something against his will through his fingers.

Shibusawa Ryuhiko saw that Mr. Shuya did not reply to the text message for a long time, his eyes dimmed, holding up the second photo he took, he simply deleted it, not wanting to waste the storage space of the phone.

"Mr. Shuya's lover is really in the way."

There is only one possibility that makes Ma Shengqiu unable to reply to the text message: he was interrupted!

Like a ghost, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko stepped into Shuji Tsushima's room, looked at the person curled up in the bed, as if he was about to suffocate himself, and raised his lips, as if he saw something interesting.

——How to make you happy?

——Why don’t I try them one by one, you will definitely laugh out loud.

the next morning.

A bad news happened in the Tsushima family. The maid serving Shuji Tsushima committed suicide and hanged herself on the cherry blossom tree in the courtyard.

The remaining cherry blossoms in May added a touch of desolation.

Shuji Tsushima was silent.

He turned his head, and Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, who looked like a leukemia patient, was standing under the shade of a tree, and asked with an illusory softness in his eyes.

【Why don't you laugh? 】

He also asked himself in his heart why he didn't want to laugh.

Probably numb.