Started with a green hat for Verlaine

That fog came inexplicably and disappeared without end.

Tsushima Genemon didn't want to doubt Shibusawa Ryuhiko, but the servant said that Shibusawa Ryuhiko suddenly said angrily "Tatsuhiko between", which made him directly think of the supernatural power.

"What are you doing Shibusawa-kun?"

Genemon Tsushima asked the servant who was keeping an eye on Tatsuhiko Shibusawa.

The servant replied: "Master Shibusawa went out for a trip, and came back an hour later, bringing a cup of cocoa milk for Master Xiuzhi."

Genemon Tsushima frowned and asked, "Did he drink?"

The servant didn't pay attention to the follow-up, "It should be drunk..."

Tsushima Genemon was deeply depressed. If Shibusawa Tatsuhiko had malicious intentions towards their family, Shuji could be killed directly without any help from the family.He regretted not letting Xiu Zhi get in touch with more people and making the other party less defensive, but after thinking about it, if he didn't do this, how could he make the other party willingly stay at home to "treat" his relatives.

He didn't want to, nor was he willing to hand over Xiuzhi now, which meant that his life would be lost.

At the very least - Shibusawa Tatsuhiko didn't give enough benefits.

On Shuji Tsushima's side, cocoa milk was placed on the table. Shuji Tsushima was biting a straw and drinking the warm milk. The rich aroma of cocoa made him feel better towards Tatsuhiko Shibusawa.

This may or may not be due to Shibusawa Tatsuhiko notifying him of the ability and reaching out to stroke his face.

The relationship between the two has become somewhat delicate.

Like an enemy or a friend.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko said absently, "Do you want to go out and play?"

His red pupils stared at Shuji Tsushima's little tutu at the end of Shuji's hair, with his own blue headband on top!

"Bring me your hair and I'll let you hang out once."

"No."

"Bring me the hair."

"I reject."

"Mr. Xiuzhi, you just don't want to give it to me?"

"Ah."

Shuji Tsushima still looked pitiful, his eyelashes trembling like a brush, as if he was saying something begging for mercy, rather than directly poking someone's heart.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko exuded a cold aura all over his body, and he never had an attack.

Shuji Tsushima looked back at the servant who was watching them.

"We're kidding."

He put on a smiley face.

The servant was confused, what's the point of a hair tie?Sure enough, he was just joking around.

Shuji Tsushima looked at Tatsuhiko Shibusawa again, and said nonchalantly, "If you tell me about the 'black magic' in the novel, how about I give you my hair?"

Seeing him taking the bait, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko reservedly agreed: "Yes."

I'm going to tell you anyway.

The novel "Black Magic Notes" was spread out and placed on the table. Shibusawa Ryuhiko introduced indifferently: "The source of 'black magic' is the Western world, and it is popular in Britain, France, Germany, the United States, Russia...it has existed for a long time. , there are different types of classification, it is said that countries have different degrees of research on this, and finally concluded that 'black magic' originated from the soul and the body..."

During the explanation process in the room, the servant was drowsy, and the other party's voice seemed to have a magical power, and he could tell the most boring and illusory stories in the most flat tone.

Only Shuji Tsushima knelt on the ground and listened solemnly.

The "black magic" that the other party said was "supernatural power"!

This is a secret he doesn't know.

He even thought that his father didn't understand these things, so he triggered his supernatural power in a stupid way, trying to trap him in this house.

After talking to a certain extent, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko reached out to ask for his own things.

Shuji Tsushima tore it off and threw it to the opponent.

Because of his behavior, brown hair was wrapped around the headband. Shibusawa Tatsuhiko disliked his hair, twisted it with his nails, and threw it away, while hesitating whether to tie it back to the hair. Finally, he decided to use it at night. Washing liquid for all-round cleaning.

Tsushima Shuji no longer cared about his behavior, and got up on his own, ready to leave.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko paused, "Don't you want to listen?"

Shuji Tsushima said in a child's voice that has not experienced the voice change period: "It's boring."

Enough is known.

The source of the tragedy is already known.

Need to know anything else?Know why the other party came, why staring at yourself?

so boring.

He doesn't have the energy to care about these at all, the outside world will not be much different from his home, those people will spy on his supernatural powers like his father, as long as he exposes his supernatural powers, he will face the malice of these people And exploited, unless... downright disguised.

Shuji Tsushima's soul overflowed with boredom and numbness early on.

He walked towards the inner room, as if swallowed by the shadow of this family.

Then, he couldn't walk anymore.

"You must know." Shibusawa Tatsuhiko grabbed him by the back collar, and with his height of 1.7 meters, he lifted him in the air, his feet moved and he couldn't land.

Shuji Tsushima: "..."

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko said: "You are my kind, I will not let you be trapped here."

The white-haired young man who said these words was confident and confident, like a nobleman ignorant of the world, but his eyes were cold, and he could move towards a certain goal without hesitation.

Shuji Tsushima's pupils reflected him.

"similar……?"

Are you sure you're not a pervert, but a friend seeker? ? ?

Do people outside make friends like this!

On the same day, Tatsuhiko Shibusawa contacted Eiichi Shibusawa, saying that his writing task in the Tsushima family had been hindered, and he needed to take Shuji Tsushima out to seek inspiration.Shibusawa Eiichi asked his retainers to contact the head of the Tsushima family without saying a word, and used some tricks to get the other party to agree to this matter.

In order to express himself, Bai Qilin's mobility suddenly MAX.

In the evening, another evening came.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko allowed the servants of the Tsushima family to follow, and dragged (crossed out)—he took Shuji Tsushima out. Shuji Tsushima, who hadn’t come out for a long time, looked at the ever-changing world, and gradually there was a gleam in his kite-colored eyes. A little bit of the true nature of children.

The pool in Shuji Tsushima's memory is gone, and the house has become different. The snack shop selling snacks has been moved away and replaced by a grocery store, and some packaging bags in memory can still be found.

"Why did you take me out?" Shuji Tsushima said, licking the candy.

"Your family is too boring." Shibusawa Tatsuhiko satirized the Tsushima family with similar words.

"Is your home good?" Shuji Tsushima asked.

"...It's okay." Shibusawa Ryuhiko, who wanted to answer "same as boring", after referring to the Tsushima family, found that the family with no bright colors finally had some advantages.

After walking for more than half an hour, Shuji Tsushima was tired. He stepped on wooden clogs, his face was slightly flushed and sweaty, and he hadn't breathed the fresh air outside for a long time.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko looked at him, without any intention of helping him or carrying him.

Shuji Tsushima grinned.

"Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, who are you looking through me?"

"...!"

"Do I look like that guy? How much? Makes you want to pinch my face, or break my neck?"

"...You can ask that person."

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko turned around, and the servants of the surrounding Tsushima family lost them at some point.

Shuji Tsushima, who was wearing a kimono and was exquisite and empty, was out of tune with the children in the city. Hearing Shibusawa Ryuhiko's answer, his body shook, and he looked up to look around.

In the corner, Ma Shengqiu also said nervously, "Lantang, will you go with me?"

Lan Tang shook his head: "I don't know him."

Lan Tang raised his mobile phone and adjusted to the state of shooting people, "I'm in charge of taking pictures of you and him, and I want to see his face."

The picture of Da Qiuye and Xiao Qiuye is not to be missed.

This is not a cat!

This is Shuya's mini kimono version!

Ma Shengqiu also couldn't help scratching his hair to make sure that his hairstyle was not messy. It was the second time in his life that he went to meet the dark thread hero in Wen Ye's original novel, the legendary Dazai Osamu. In the uneasy.

The Tsushima family couldn't give Shuji Tsushima a friendly living environment, which ruined the fragile heart of this child. If the other party is willing...he can find a way to take the child away.

Yes.

As a Hong Kong black analyst, as a disciple of Natsume Soseki...

It can already be done.

Lan Tang knew very well about his lover's catnip physique, so he went to smooth his neckline, "Qiu Ye, don't be afraid, you are very powerful, he will definitely like you like this!"

Ma Shengqiu was also moved by his thoughtfulness: "Does Lantang not mind?"

Lan Tang patted his face.

"Rescue him, and then consider the following issues, and if you don't have time for psychological counseling, I think Mr. Fukuzawa is much more convenient than you."

"Uh, that's right..."

Is Fukuzawa Yukichi's father-in-law attribute so obvious?

Ma Shengqiu was not reconciled, but he dared not say that just because his wife is kind, doesn't mean he can make progress!

Take one step at a time, maybe Lantang will like little Xiuzhi?

Bringing Ranpo and Nakaya into the house was also successful.

Petting cats is addictive!

Aki Aso, who thought he was here to find people and didn't intend to hurt Shuji Tsushima at all, walked towards Shuji Tsushima without hesitation.

Shuji Tsushima's pupils constricted as he wandered among the crowd.

A black-haired young man walked towards him.

From a distance, he could only see the outline clearly, and the eyelashes were wet with sweat. The man seemed to be a mature and steady self after growing up, getting rid of the shackles, and staring at him through the crowd.

dusk.

Devil's hour.

It is rumored that if someone sees his "double body", that person will die.

Akira Aso, who is no longer the boy he was at the beginning, has grown into a man who is the breadwinner of his family. He also has his own temperament. If he does not enter the working state of the mafia, he is obviously different from Osamu Dazai.His brows and eyes are slender and soft, his lips are healthy, and he has a kind smile, not to deceive others, but to be gentle from the heart.

"Young master, are you lost again?"

The 24-year-old Ma Shengqiu is still much taller than him, just like the gap seven years ago.

He bent down and stretched out his hand to touch Shuji Tsushima who was stunned.

How immature this face is...

How cruel would it take to hit Shuji Tsushima and make him cry in pain.

"Come back with me... ouch!"

Ma Shengqiu also screamed.

His hand was bitten by Shuji Tsushima, and his two front teeth were bitten through the skin fiercely. The pair of young and peach-like eyes opened wide and round, and they looked at him with a fierce light.

——Do you still dare to come to me?

——Do you still have the face to say take me away? ! !

The hatred that Shuji Tsushima had accumulated over the past seven years exploded directly.

The shackles on his heart hooked his flesh, and he was about to cry out in pain, more horribly than the other person, why should I meet this person again!

Your kindness brought me disaster!

……

Addicted to playing cats, there will always be a day of overturning.