Russian Rice Ball Feeding Manual

"Morning." It was another refreshing morning.

"..."

Fei Jia's complexion is not very good, the dark circles under his eyes have deepened, and he looks like he hasn't slept all night.

Osamu Dazai picked up the seaweed rice ball for breakfast and laughed ruthlessly.

"He couldn't sleep because of the mouse." Osamu Dazai paused on the word mouse, even if he didn't know what he was talking about, he could still feel the sarcasm in the words.

"...Maybe I should get some rat poison."

Although the whole house has many wooden structures, and the sanitation problems in the vicinity are also very attractive to rats, Mingliu never encountered such problems when he lived by himself.Maybe it's because he slept deeply, went to bed at eleven o'clock and woke up at seven o'clock, and developed a fixed habit, which was unshakable.Rats are generally nocturnal creatures.

"I'm going out today. Can you guys stay home and not run around?"

The two teenagers in front of them nodded at the same time.

Then he was relieved.

……

"Dazai-kun." Fyodor pressed Dazai's troublesome hand, "Stop making trouble, okay?"

"But I want to catch that mouse."

"You clearly know what that is. Don't play dumb, Dazai-kun." Fei Jia spoke slowly, getting slower and slower.He sat on the bed in Osamu Dazai's room, curled up his legs, narrowed his narrow eyes because of sleepiness, and looked even more tired.

As for why I chose Osamu Dazai's room to rest.

Very simple.

There is no concept of "under the bed" in tatami.

and……

Generally speaking...

should……

Fyodor used several uncertain words in succession in his mind.

There should be no "that kind of thing" in the bed.

The more he thought about it, the sleepier he became. If Osamu Dazai wasn't there, he should have fallen asleep.But just because of his existence, his exhausted nerves had to hang up, to guard against his troubles.

Fyodor felt troubled the moment he saw him.He and Osamu Dazai are similar people, especially in terms of IQ, and they can see through each other when they meet each other.That's why it's all the more troublesome.

In a sense, he knew the extent of his troubles.

"Feiya, Feiya." The part of Osamu Dazai's detachment started again, and he called Fyodor by his nickname without any sense of distance, "I want to go to your room to sleep, and I will borrow mine." Here you go, how about it."

"As you like."

Fyodor, who was too sleepy to talk, played tricks on Osamu Dazai.

【Anyway, Dazai-kun likes to pursue death very much. 】

Fyodor had always had a light sleep, and he didn't catch up on it for long. He lay down at eight o'clock in the morning and woke up a little after ten o'clock in the morning.

The whole house was very quiet, Dazai was probably sleeping in his room, that guy didn't sleep last night.

Such quiet moments are rare, and Fyodor leaned on the head of the bed, thinking about the experience of these days.

He crossed into this world suddenly, and somehow lost a piece of memory, so he could only drag his sickly body around until he reached the house of all things.

[It seems to be good here. 】

Fyodor made almost the same choice as Dazai who just crossed over.

Find a place to touch porcelain.

He fell softly in front of Kagura.

It's not all fake.Apart from amnesia, the sequelae left by traveling through the world is the high fever caused by the acclimatization.

The only thing he didn't expect was that the family of Pengci was not a normal person... He obviously had a high fever, but when he woke up, he found himself wrapped in a mummy, which is called mummy therapy.

And the scallions in the hands of the orange-haired girl made him feel a little scared for some reason.I always feel that some part of myself is coveted...

very scary.

It is known that heaven and man have invaded the earth in this world, and the current situation remains fragile and stable, and the development of science and technology is between the future and the past.Near Kabukicho is the most chaotic place again...

He rested his chin and thought about his next step.

With Mingliu's strength as a deterrent, it shouldn't be difficult to establish your own power.

"Fyodor-kun!" Osamu Dazai's voice suddenly broke his contemplation, "What are you thinking? Are you building yourself a dark and damp rat's nest?"

"It's better than Dazai-kun being a stray cat." He replied without thinking.

"Tsk."

"Dazai-kun."

"Ok?"

"Did you look in the mirror when you woke up?"

Dazai paused, turned and rushed to the bathroom.

Ten seconds later.

"Hey, isn't it..."

On the side of his face, under the ear, there is a small palm print, the size of a baby, and it is blue and black.

The author has something to say: The method of treating colds with scallions, I sincerely invite friends who don’t know to search it ()

Fei Jia: Probably there are no ghosts in the quilt.

Kayako: I totally agree.