Russian Rice Ball Feeding Manual

When Ming Liu's eyes are fully opened, the emerald green pupils don't look very "human".It was not seen that he used too much force. When the tip of the umbrella hit the ground casually, a large deep crack extended from that point.

"Do you want to call somewhere else?"

Oda Sakunosuke suddenly asked.

"Ah...?" Ming Liu replied blankly.

He suddenly realized that this place is too close to the oden stall. If it affects the boss, he will not be able to eat delicious oden in a short time. If he leaves any psychological shadow on the boss, he may not be able to eat this restaurant in his life. shop.

Looking at the boss again, the other party was already forcing a smile on his face.

"Yes, let's go over there." He bent over to the owner of Kanto Cook, and apologized obediently, "Sorry, I scared you."

The serious and tense atmosphere completely disappeared.

Mingliu took the umbrella and left the lively street stall with Oda Sakunosuke one after the other.

Fyodor and Osamu Dazai who were lying on the wall watching: "..."

"Can the two of them really fight?" Dazai Osamu was almost holding a piece of watermelon in his hand, "Speaking of which, where did you get Matsudaira?"

Fyodor looked into the distance, his eyes were not focused, and he did not answer.From the surface, there is no sign of any guilty conscience in this person.

"Go back, Dazai-kun, it's getting late."

......

"I don't know why there is no desire to fight at all."

Sure enough, there is a thing called once again, then decline again, the momentum rises and then falls, and it will never rise again.Ming Liu thinks that fighting is like this, after being interrupted once, it always feels weird to continue.

And Oda's expression is still very calm, mission success and mission failure are all normal things.No matter what happens, he can accept it, too much tolerance, almost to the point of hollowness.

"Looking at Oda-kun like this, it's even more difficult for me to make a move." Ming Liu put away his umbrella and sighed, "Actually, I know someone who looks a lot like Oda-kun."

Oda Sakunosuke showed a little puzzled expression: "Who is it?"

Ming Liu smiled, but couldn't tell what the emotion was, but it was very complicated: "You can also tell the original story, Oda-kun, are you interested in hearing it?"

......

Mingliu's childhood was a bit vague.

Speaking of which, when he was a child, he was not as healthy as he is now. Although he was a Yetu with a strong physique, he often fell ill one after another.He seldom goes out and is bored in a small room, only his parents accompany him.In such a situation, not to mention the sunny sky, he has never seen even the night sky a few times.

And the only parents who can accompany him can't be seen all the time.Most of the night rabbits have become mercenaries, wandering on the edge of life and death, working for others, and their parents are no exception.

Even the later Mingliu was no exception.

Occasionally, when he is healthy, he will sneak out and take a stroll outside, breathing fresh air and feeling the real skylight which is different from the lights in the room.

There is nothing worth talking about or remembering about this kind of childhood, just growing up in a trance day after day.

When he grows up to the point where he is finally alone, no one will ask him to stay in a dark room and not allowed to go out.

......

"My personality seems to be a bit bad. The more I am not allowed to do it, the more I want to do it."

"Although I also know that they are doing it for my own good. They don't get to bask in the sun very much. If they stay in the sun for a while when they are sick, they might just fall down. They don't like the job of mercenaries very much either. I feel that with my weak body, I might as well find something safer to do in the future, and I don’t have to wander around.”

"Unfortunately... I seem to have violated everything."

"I haven't met my parents." Oda Sakunosuke said suddenly.

"Huh, huh?" Ming Liu responded, "Thank you for your consolation...although this consolation seems a bit strange."

......

Ming Liu finally took the path of a mercenary, a small one, holding an umbrella, and followed the strange senior to work hard.

It turned out that there seemed to be a lot of mocking voices, such as "Such a small child is here to join in the fun?" "Hey, don't be scared and cry later?" "Hahaha who brought your little burden here, be careful to be trampled to death ", strange voices sounded from time to time, sarcasm, but no one really stepped forward to challenge Ming Liu.

Probably, I don't even care about it.

After all, the task is dangerous, and the weak perish naturally.

Fortunately, those voices disappeared quickly. From the first drop of blood dripping from the tip of Mingliu's umbrella, the surrounding area seemed to be silent.

The other party's blood spurted out from the artery and fell on the umbrella subconsciously covering in front of him, making a soft "click".It was the first time for Ming Liu to focus on one sound so much. Before that, he only thought the sound of heartbeat was very interesting.He finally realized that the sound of being alive is as beautiful as the sound of dying. The exuberant life stopped abruptly, and the endless possibilities were stifled, all gathered in the sound of "click".

Originally, this was an ordinary task to clean up the space pirate organization.On a remote planet, sparsely populated, with barren vegetation, the sun is fierce, and Ming Liu can only hold an umbrella that is somewhat huge for him to resist the light.In that dilapidated place, the scarcity of plants caused a lot of wind and sand. The blood stained on the ground was covered by the wind-blown sand in no time, and piled up into small sand dunes one after another.

"Is this okay?" He opened his emerald green eyes, and asked the adults beside him, "I've killed them all, so the mission is complete?"

For some reason, the people beside him trembled violently, Ming Liu raised his voice and asked three times before he got the result.

"Yes, it's done."

"That's good." Ming Liu hugged the umbrella handle tightly, "The wind is so strong."

"Yes, yes..."

The little Mingliu breathed a sigh of relief.

"It doesn't seem that difficult."

In those two years, he himself couldn't remember how many places he had been to. Looking back, it was as vague as his bleak childhood, and he couldn't make a concrete picture. There were only constant "pat" and "pat", and the sound of blood dripping .

......

"Thinking of this sound now, I still feel like my blood is going to burn. It's really interesting." Mingliu recalled slowly, "Is Oda-kun different from me? Oda-kun should not be a person who likes to destroy. "

"Ah."

......

Mingliu's coming to Earth was actually just a small task at first.Anyway, it was probably killing so-and-so. He had done too many such things, and he didn't quite remember what the mission was for that time.

Compared with the barren and deserted universe, the earth is much more lively.Celestial beings, samurai, ninjas, everything.After the task was over, the entrusting party was very happy and led Mingliu to the busiest place.

...that is, nightclubs.

Ming Liu has never seen a creature that is so enthusiastic about him. Human women are really terrifying. Holding a wine glass is like holding the sharpest knife, and there is no room for rejection.Ming Liu, who was dodging in a panic, accidentally bumped into a drunk passerby, and they both fell on the wine table, causing a mess on the floor.

......

"Then I got acquainted with Mr. Matsudaira." Mingliu changed a cheerful tone, skipping a lot of things in the middle, and brought out the result, "Although he has a bad temper and always likes to drink, I'm still very happy. Like him."

Mingliu still doesn't know why Songping chose to take him with him. He originally thought it was the same task as before, but Songping took the young Mingliu in a very unscrupulous manner, and took him to various places every day. place to play.

"He told me, 'Uncle, I don't like children like you the most. Children should be more lively, with lifeless eyes, not statues. Life is not a straight line. It doesn't mean that you go from here to here. The things that are settled there, there are bound to be twists and turns to waste time, but those twists and turns are the real life'. When he said this, he drank a lot of wine, no matter how you look at it, it is not Very serious."

Ming Liu subconsciously glanced back at the bustling street, the sound of clinking wine glasses seemed to be still in his ears.

"I accidentally said too much, I'm really sorry. However, I also want to say these words to Oda-kun."

The author has something to say: Hooray!Passed Japanese class today!

However, so far I can only memorize the first [-] tones of the fifty tones...