Russian Rice Ball Feeding Manual

"Why... say so much."

"There's no reason for such a thing." Mingliu squatted down, pulled a piece of grass from the river bank and put it in his mouth, "I said it when I thought about it, and I'm still very grateful that you saved Dazai."

He stretched.

"Maybe I think your eyes are very interesting, so that reminds me of those things. This kind of eyes..." It's like seeing my past self.

"I'm meddling in my own business. However, if Oda-kun is willing, I can help you solve some troubles. I can take care of Mr. Matsudaira and the Shinsengumi. As for your employer..."

Ming Liu paused, licked his lips, and his eyes suddenly darkened.

"If you get rid of him, you don't need to do murder."

Oda Sakunosuke was silent for a while, and the dull hair was moved by the wind on the river bank, a bit like a stray cat that stopped for something.

Ming Liu couldn't hold back, jumped up while he wasn't paying attention, and stroked his stupid hair, then turned around and ran away.He ran away and waved his umbrella to say goodbye.

"Oda-kun, I didn't do these things for you—"

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to your employer, I've done my best—"

Oda stood where he was, raised his hand to touch his head, and suppressed the restless hair.

Just now...the supernatural ability [Seamless Clothes] that can predict danger has not been activated at all.The other party is not malicious.

Instead, he didn't know how to react.

"Dididi!" is a communicator given by the employer.

"The matter here is over. You don't need to continue." The voice of the other party seemed to be trembling, "The deposit will be regarded as compensation for trouble."

"beep--"

The endless busy sounds disturbed the quiet wind.

When Oda Sakunosuke threw the noisy communicator into the river, he was the only one left on the river bank again.

......

Mingliu didn't do anything, he just reported a letter to Songping, sold a few catties of favors, and didn't pursue it once.Of course, the Shinsengumi will continue to investigate.Mingliu is confident that with the strength of Oda, he will not let them catch him.

He walked briskly on his way home, and bought takoyaki by the side of the road, both cheese flavor and tomato flavor.

There was no way, Fei Jia and Dazai ate too little for dinner, and the combined food intake of the two of them was only enough to squeeze the gap between their teeth.When you are a teenager, you should grow your body, so you should eat more.

"I am back!"

"Welcome back."

Ming Liu instantly felt his fatigue disappear, he put the takoyaki on the table, and called the two teenagers over for supper.

Both Fyodor and Dazai walked slowly, taking every step.

"Eh? Are you tired?" Ming Liu was a little puzzled, "Why do you seem to be exercising too much?"

Beads of sweat were beading on Fyodor's forehead. Although he tried his best to look normal, the trance-like eyes from time to time still revealed his exhaustion at this time, especially Osamu Dazai, who almost lay down and stuck out his tongue out of breath.

The two of them, after watching the play outside for too long, ran almost all the way in order to come back before Mingliu.

"It's just that the back injury hasn't completely healed." Fei Jia raised his eyes and explained, "I'm a little tired."

"Well, then go take a bath after eating takoyaki, and you can have a good rest after washing. Um...it is forbidden to play computer in the middle of the night."

"Ok."

Ming Liu pushed the cardboard box containing takoyaki towards them: "This one is tomato sauce, this one is shredded cheese, and the cheese should be eaten hot. I still have things to do so I won't eat them together."

He stuffed a small octopus ball into his mouth, stuffed another flavor into it, stood up with puffy cheeks, and was about to go out again after sitting down for 5 minutes.

Although it's nothing to sell some favors, people like Songping don't care about these favors.But Ming Liu just felt that he owed too much and wanted to make up for something.

He glanced at the map he got from the Shinsengumi, took a deep breath, jumped up to the eaves, and looked for the nearest road to the target location, a stronghold of a medium-sized smuggling organization.

It seems that I can't sleep on time today.

......

"I'm so tired. Mr. Fyodor, I'm so tired." Osamu Dazai was lying on the table half dead, holding a small octopus ball in his hand, wrapped in sauce, sprinkled with seaweed and bonito flakes, "I thought I could see Mingliu-kun and Odasaku fighting, but nothing happened. On the contrary, we, after running all the way, were so tired that we almost saw Santuchuan."

"Obviously Mr. Dazai was curious and insisted on staying there to watch."

"Fei Jiaming is also very curious."

Fyodor also used a plastic fork to fork a meatball, being very careful not to let the seaweed on it fall to the floor, holding it with his other hand, bent sideways, and handed it under the table.

When I picked it up, the octopus balls had disappeared.

"What are you doing?" Osamu Dazai bent down following his movements, and glanced under the table.

The blue-black ghost baby held the small octopus balls half the size of its palm, exhaled, and swallowed them in one gulp when it cooled down, not forgetting to suck the crumbs of the sauce standing on its fingers.

Osamu Dazai: "Hey——"

He rested his hands on the ground and stepped back a few steps.

"You didn't kill it..." Kill it.

Fyodor fed another octopus ball to the ghost baby.In the eyes of Osamu Dazai, his peaceful face was almost coated with the halo of the holy father. After all, such an ugly baby is still a ghost, which normal people cannot accept.

"It's too rough to atone for sin in that way."

Ghost Baby's stomach seemed to be a bottomless pit, he ate one ball after another, but he still didn't feel satisfied.But there was a satisfied smile on that little face, and he clapped his little hands innocently, begging for the rest of the food—ignoring the appearance, it was quite cute.

"Instead of dying, it is better to live and redeem."

Under Dazai Osamu's extremely disgusted gaze, he patted Guiying's head.

"Stay away from me...that's disgusting." Dazai couldn't help complaining, he absolutely refused to put his hands on that thing.

Putting his index finger to his lips, Fyodor smiled at Osamu Dazai, who was almost on the verge of breaking out. "Hey, go play with Dazai-kun for a while, and the rest of the takoyaki will be yours."

The ghost baby let out a cry of joy, and rushed towards Osamu Dazai.

"No way... ah—"

There was chaos in the living room, and Osamu Dazai's slightly angry voice came from time to time:

"How can you call it salvation, this is clearly training it to be your dog!"

"Wow!"

"It even learned how to bark a dog! Fyodor, you're nothing but black!"