Holy patriarchal tool man

The moment Dazai Osamu fell to the ground, a bullet passed over his head immediately, and the fight between the two sides was kicked off by Hiiragi Eiji's magical kick.

This time, Zhongya couldn't squat anymore, he jumped out decisively, and dealt with the enemy in two or three hits. Because of his sudden fighting power, the people on the opposite side suddenly wanted to retreat, and the two sides In this way, the people and horses were pulled all the way to the edge of the deserted hell. Seeing that the victory was already divided, Hiiragi Eiji picked up a pistol from the ground and hurriedly joined the battle.

It’s okay if you don’t look at it, but when you look at it, you’re startled, and you can see a member of a hostile organization with an abdominal injury, whose amazing combat power was ignited from nowhere, and walked crookedly towards Osamu Dazai with a gun in his hand. Obviously exhausted, he half-kneeled on the ground.

Hiiragi Eiji, the fallen Dazai Osamu, and the enemy personnel who were only one step away from the Santu River but still stubbornly wanted to make trouble were standing in a straight line.

The old father was scared out of his wits on the spot, he completely ignored the battle situation behind him, he raised his hand to see a pistol boomerang, the black gun was thrown out by Hiiragi Eiji, spinning at high speed like the heads of the hostile personnel.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, his good boy who didn't play cards according to common sense had a moth again.

Osamu Dazai grasped the muzzle of the man's gun with his bandaged hand, and forced the gun to his head. Just as he was about to make a black mud declaration with a smile, a voice suddenly came from behind him. There was a crashing geese.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!"

In the next second, Osamu Dazai was hit on the head by an unknown heavy object. He put his head on the wound of the opposite enemy, sent the opponent away, and fell into a coma completely.

So, when Namiya finished cleaning the battlefield and returned to Hiiragi Eiji, what he saw was Hiiragi Eiji who was half-embracing the unconscious Dazai Osamu with a sad face.

Chuya looked complicated and wanted to comfort him, but who knew that Hiiragi Eiji was one step ahead of him, and said in a sad tone: "...I am really unqualified——" He paused slightly, and swallowed the old father three words back , turned into the most panacea answer: "Subordinates."

Chuuye's expression was slightly startled.

These days, the thought that seemed to appear and disappear in my mind came up again.

Since this Qingmao is so indifferent to human affairs, he also looks like he doesn't want to pay attention to Eiji at all——

Two hours later, in Osamu Dazai's ward.

Hiiragi Eiji was sitting next to Dazai Osamu with a thermos, and he coaxed Dazai Osamu to let him eat something.As far as he knew, this brat hadn't eaten well recently.

Fortunately, his vitality is extremely tenacious, and he didn't even have a concussion after being severely beaten this time. Hiirai Eiji hurried home and cooked light porridge for him, wanting to drink it for him while he was still here, so as to save him from suddenly It's not good to toss your stomach after eating something weird.

However, Osamu Dazai, who was quite normal in the past, has shown a very abnormal state today.

The specific manifestations are ignoring Hiiragi Eiji, treating Hiiragi Eiji coldly, and talking coldly to him.

If it was the former Hiiragi Eiji, he would probably be very distressed, but now...

Looking at Osamu Dazai's pouting mouth, Eiji Hiiragi scooped up a spoonful of porridge with a flat expression.

And Dazai Osamu, whose head was wrapped in gauze, didn't know that his old father was about to make a move, so he still didn't close the microphone, "...Eiji, if you don't know how to be funny, then-" It's boring.

However, before the sentence, which was similar to threats and warnings, could even be finished, Eiji Hiiragi picked up the spoon and stuffed the porridge into his mouth with extremely precise timing.

The white porridge in the mouth has a sweet taste. The rice grains have been boiled, with a sticky and dense feeling. The temperature is neither high nor low, just the most suitable temperature.

After taking a sip, Osamu Dazai became quiet.

Rather, his expression has begun to appear blank.

Hiiragi Eiji didn't care about his resistance at all, the brat who was injured and didn't know how to eat properly just shut up and waited to be fed.

After two seconds of silence, Osamu Dazai looked at the equally calm Eiji Hiiragi with a calm expression. He opened his mouth tentatively, and followed suit in the next second.

...he was fed again.

After a few mouthfuls, Osamu Dazai finally felt that something was wrong—Eiji Uzumaki's attitude towards him also changed subtly.

He had a faint feeling of numbness, as if the heavens were against him.Once he had some kind of secret thought, it would only be himself who was unlucky.

"Chuya, are you here? Come quickly, look at this disobedient three-year-old who doesn't want to eat." Hiiragi Eiji said to the direction of the door with a serious expression.

Osamu Dazai subconsciously turned his head and opened his mouth to fight back. Unexpectedly, there was no one at the door, and what greeted him was Hiiragi Eiji's nimble arm stretched out from nowhere and a spoonful of porridge.

Half an hour later, Osamu Dazai was lying on the hospital bed peacefully, with a vaguely numb smile hanging from the corner of his mouth, and he closed his eyes tightly and did not move.

Hiiragi Eiji sized him up carefully, and then——

With a calm face, he put his hand under Dazai Osamu's quilt, and the warm palm touched his stomach lightly with precision.

He needs more accurate data to see if his cub is fed.

When Zhong also walked to the door with his mobile phone, he suddenly heard a loud noise from the ward, and he immediately opened the door of the ward. Then, he couldn't understand the scene in front of him.

Because, Dazai Osamu was shrinking into a ball and hiding under the quilt at this time, while Hiiragi Eiji was standing beside the bed with a delicate expression.

Seeing one of them acting like a quail and the other like an executioner, Chuya suddenly calmed down. After thinking about it, he asked out of politeness: "What's wrong with him?"

Eiji Hiiragi stared thoughtfully at the spherical creature on the hospital bed, "...well, it's nothing." Probably the rebellious psychology of the rebellious period.

Thinking of some of the policies mentioned in the parenting book he bought recently, Eiji Hiiragi thought about it and pulled Chuya away.

I heard that children in this period need private space, rather than blind input from parents.

But I didn't expect... This brat actually has a thin layer of abdominal muscles on his body.

It's not as weak as he imagined.

After walking out of the hospital, Chuya and Hiiragi Eiji looked at the night in a daze.

One of them was entangled in some considerations, and the other was reviewing his unqualified old father's behavior today - even hitting his son hard!

"...Do you want to go back now? Or go to the bar?"

Zhong also thought about it and asked.

Hiiragi Eiji readily agreed.

However, after sitting in the bar, Eiji Hiiragi found that Chuya seemed to have something on his mind, because since he sat in the bar, he began to drink without saying a word, as if he was thinking about something, always thoughtful staring at a spot on the bar.

Seeing him like this, Hiiragi Eiji didn't bother him any more, instead he began to think about his old father's life.

...What happened today was really inappropriate!

Thinking of this, Hiiragi Eiji felt a little heavy. As a novice old father, he really had too much experience to accumulate, and he didn't do it well.

Just when Hiiragi Eiji was habitually reflecting on his behavior, suddenly, Naka who was beside him put his wine glass heavily on the bar counter.

"...I can't take it anymore!" He said in a rough voice.

Hiiragi Eiji didn't even know what happened, until Chuya's hand with a silk glove rested on his shoulder, and then he saw Chuya's appearance clearly at this time.

His cheeks were dyed crimson, and his blue eyes became even brighter.

...Where is he thinking about what, obviously he can't drink too much and got himself drunk as soon as he came in.

Hiiragi Eiji felt that his initial speculation was outrageous.So how did Zhong Ye dare to drink so fiercely?

But in the next second, he heard the young man with brown hair tense his face, and said clearly: "Although I am still the direct subordinate of Sister Hongye, I should become a quasi-cadre in a short time. What... You should have seen it anyway, treating subordinates and the like... will always be the same as these days."

Hiiragi nodded in a daze, he didn't realize what Zhongya said so much at all, after thinking about it, he congratulated cautiously: "As expected of Master Chuya, the future is boundless."

Unexpectedly, after hearing his congratulations, he found that Chuya's expression collapsed for a second.

The ochre-haired boy seemed to have a headache and scratched his hair twice. After entering the bar, he was finally willing to take off the top hat that never left his body.

"You guy, you are really dull enough. After talking so much, I want to ask you—" He took a deep breath and asked seriously: "My treatment here will only be better, do you want to come here? Be my subordinate?"

The moment he said this, Hiiragi Eiji received a system prompt.

[Central Plains Zhongye Favorability +20]

And Zhongye's eyes brightened at this moment.

The gloom that had accumulated in his heart for a long time disappeared with these words.It seemed to tell him that he should have done this long ago.