Why aren't people raising me

Masaharu Nakahara ate M Ji, watched his favorite movie, and was pushed into the bathroom by Matsuda Jinpei after returning home. After taking a shower, he was pushed into bed and covered with a quilt.

"Okay, sleep." Matsuda Jinpei ordered him.

Masaharu Nakahara glanced at the digital watch, "But it's only nine o'clock."

He usually doesn't go to bed until near ten o'clock, not because of the pressure of school work, but simply to cooperate with Matsuda Jinpei's schedule.

Matsuda Jinhei is an adult who often stays up late and works overtime. Sometimes he will not come home at two o'clock in the morning in order to chase a criminal. People with such a special occupation are actually not suitable for taking care of children, but Nakahara Masaharu is relatively precocious and self-reliant Learned from when they never met.

Others say that Matsuda Jinpei mainly plays a guiding role. From the perspective of a person who lives in the ordinary world and has justice in his heart, he gives Masaharu equal understanding and care, and subtly influences Masaharu's personality through theory and practical actions. He I want Yazhi to get rid of his lonely and violent childhood, without being frightened, without taking on excessive responsibilities, and truly blending into the light.

This is the result that Zhongyuan Zhong also wants.

And Matsuda Jinpei did it.

Masaharu Nakahara would wait for him until ten o'clock, make hot porridge for him, and go to bed before he was ready. After all, staying up late will slow down the brain's thinking, which is a big taboo.

So Masaharu never saw how Matsuda Jinpei, who came home late, felt when he saw the still warm food in the pot.

This home is what they support each other.

Matsuda Jinping will also be moved by this.

They quickly discussed, "Let's buy a smart thermos pot, can Brother Zhenping's salary last?"

"Have you misunderstood me and my salary?"

At first, Masaharu was told to go to bed at nine o'clock, and he could only stare and say, "Brother Zhenping, there is something wrong with you."

Matsuda Jinpei: "..."

He remembered the message on his phone: [Don't let Yazhi find out, that kid is very smart. ]

Matsuda Jinpei: "You have experienced too much today, and now you don't feel anything. You may have a fever and catch a cold in the middle of the night."

Masaharu: "Brother Zhenping, do you know what people are more afraid of, and what will happen more?"

Matsuda Jinhei covered Masaharu's eyes, "I don't know, I just know that if you don't obey me, carrots will appear on the dinner table tomorrow."

"Carrots are useless to me."

"Oh, then I won't teach you boxing from tomorrow on."

Masaharu Nakahara, a carp, stood up, "No, this one won't work!"

Matsuda Jinpei laughed softly. He took out the envelope from Masaharu's pocket, and prepared to put the dirty clothes in the washing machine later. "This, I put it on the table for you."

Masaharu Nakahara turned over to look at him, "Aren't you curious what is written inside?"

"Although I'm curious, I don't have the right to read it privately." Matsuda Jinhei closed one eye, "If you want me to read it, I can read it."

"Stinky fart array Ping brother!"

"Oh stinky brat, what are you talking about!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

They fought for a while, and Masaharu Nakahara finally felt tired after a while, "I'll see you tomorrow, brother Zhenping."

"Good night."

The next day, Masaharu Nakahara got up early to brush his teeth in a daze, and suddenly felt his scalp tighten.

"Brother Zhenping, why do you have time to braid my hair today." He asked vaguely with bubbles in his mouth.

"I just solved a big case yesterday, and I took a day off today."

"Aren't you going out to play with Brother Yan?"

"Well... go out." Matsuda Jinpei skillfully combed Masaharu's hair, tied it into a small bun, and then styled him along with his curly bangs.

Nakahara Masaharu changed from casual beauty to refined handsome all at once.

Masaharu Nakahara stared at himself in the mirror and said, "...Brother Zhenping, something is wrong with you today."

"Is it wrong to tie your hair?"

"You made me so handsome today."

Nakahara Masaharu's profile is a little more handsome.

Matsuda Jinpei took out Masaharu Nakahara's favorite clothes, "Let's go, I'll take you out to play."

"Is today an important day?"

"Very important."

Masaharu Nakahara frowned and thought about what holiday it was, but he couldn't find anything after thinking about it for a long time.

At eight o'clock, the apartment doorbell rang, and Masaharu Nakahara, who had packed up, was dragged out by Matsuda Jinpei, and bumped into the handsome Kenji Hagiwara who was waiting outside.

The two adults looked at each other tacitly, and said, "Let's go, Yazhi."

Masaharu Nakahara was taken to the amusement park by them.

He took it for granted that the two of them should want to dispel the shadow of him being kidnapped by criminals, even though Masaharu Nakahara has no shadow.

But Masaharu would like things like playgrounds in his teens and 20s, so he didn't think about anything and just played happily all day long.

During this period, he found a fly in the haunted house, and just about to physically destroy him, the fly was swallowed by his father and mother who suddenly appeared.

Masaharu Nakahara put down the skull prop he took from the side, "Mom, have you been following me?"

The father and mother didn't turn around, Masaharu Nakahara wanted to go around in front of it, but no matter how he moved, the father and mother turned their backs to him, and the head turned 360 degrees on the body.

This scene is much more terrifying than a haunted house.

Nakahara Masaharu groaned with a numb face, he reached out and poked his father and mother's fingers, "What are you doing?"

In the next second, an eye and a mouth appeared on the back of the hand, "Little devil, let me tell you what they are doing... um."

The mouth that wanted to burst the surprise was slapped by the mother, "Don't listen to dirty things, Yazhi."

"He's still in your body, popping out from time to time, doesn't it feel weird?"

"It's very noisy, very noisy. I want to tear him apart every day." The father and mother gritted their teeth and said, "Yazhi, you have fun. Mom has something to leave."

Masaharu Nakahara opened his eyes wide.

leave?

How could father and mother say that they would take the initiative to leave him?

Before he asked anything, the figure of the curse spirit disappeared.

Masaharu Nakahara walked out of the haunted house, and raised his eyes to meet the gazes of Matsuda Jinpei and Hagiwara Kenji.

"..." It seemed that their eyes seemed to be different from usual.

These subtle and imperceptible differences made Masaharu Nakahara ask suspiciously, "Are you guys hiding something from me?"

And Hagiwara Kenji glanced at Matsuda Jinpei, and smiled mysteriously at Masaji, "You will know soon." He threw the car key, "The last one wants to go shopping and it's over, then let's go to the next game." .”

Of course Masaharu Nakahara had no objection.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the sky was a bit yellowish. Masaharu Nakahara was lying by the window of the back seat. The wind gushing in from the window made his hair messy, but Masaharu felt very happy.

"Even the wind in the evening is not biting."

"It's spring, how about taking you to summer camp in summer."

Masaharu Nakahara chuckled a few times.

The car stopped at a villa with only a light on at the door.

Masaharu Nakahara's eyes twitched, "It must be Chuya's handwriting."

Matsuda Zhenping took a tight breath, why did he see it at a glance? !

Masaharu Nakahara continued, "This location, and the area I estimated visually, the price range of this kind of villa should be between [-] million and [-] million yen."

Matsuda Jinpei: "Your conjurer friend who is often blindfolded is also very rich."

Masaharu: "Oh, but his taste is not so... well, indescribably retro and luxurious, and most importantly-"

Most importantly, the house looks familiar.

It's not that I've seen it before, and Masaharu Nakahara has never been here, but he can be sure that it has something to do with him.

Because this is the "home" in Masaharu Nakahara's dream.

When he and Zhong were in Leibo Street, they loved painting pancakes the most.

"When I have money in the future, I will definitely..."

This kind of sentence pattern will appear every three to five times. Because there is no fixed schedule, they are often boring, so they like to fantasize about some things. Masaharu Nakahara once used a brush to design a house for himself. The shape, interior, ventilation, and scattered Draw several sheets of paper.

Then Nakahara Masaharu would solemnly point to the sunny room and say, "This is mine, because I can't bask in the sun."

In fact, that was the memory of Yazhi the First.

This house was also drawn by him based on his vague impression.

Wooden load-bearing walls, thatched roofs, and papered windows, these elements that do not conform to modern times have been replaced, but the overall appearance is still what Masaharu Nakahara imagined.

Matsuda Jinpei asked, "Don't you like it?" He thought Masaharu's reaction was a bit too calm.

"No." Masaharu Nakahara said hoarsely, he clenched his sleeves tremblingly, "I'm just too excited to speak."

This is the home I once joked about.

But he was also remembered in his heart, and even the drawings he didn't know where to throw were collected.

Masaharu Nakahara ran to the door, "Chuya gave me such a big surprise, what are you going to do?" His voice was smiling, and he looked extremely excited.

Hagiwara Kenji whispered to Ping, "He's already starting to feel happy."

Masaharu took the key hanging on the door, and inserted it into the keyhole to open the door consciously. The lock of the new house was not sticky, and Masaharu Nakahara opened it easily.

He rubbed his palms, probably guessing what would be inside, so he felt uncontrollable nervousness, and he hesitated a little in his steps.

Matsuda Jinpei came behind him, "Smart kids already understand who this is for."

Masaharu Nakahara said with a smile, "So, of course I accepted the kindness frankly."

This is love.

Outright love.

Masaharu Nakahara stepped into the darkness. At this moment, a bunch of fireflies lit up in front of him. The light was floating in the air. Masaharu reached out to touch it, but it swam away as if alive.

Nakahara Masaharu followed the light spot and watched it fall on a package and go out. The conspicuous colored paper marked a forward arrow.

"This trick seems a bit vulgar, but I have to say it is very attractive..." Masaharu Nakahara murmured, holding his breath and following the instructions.

gift.

A gift that can be unwrapped everywhere.

Expensive gems, poisons for self-defense, soft knives disguised as hair ropes, cool skateboards, gemstone cufflinks studded with diamonds that look like nouveau riche, a pair of boxing gloves that should be magic tools, a The unassuming amulets, wildflowers carefully tied and envelopes tied together.

Yazhi opened the letter and read it, it was Yinan's handwriting.

Probably Yi Nan didn't learn how to send him text messages with his mobile phone, or he didn't even have a mobile phone at all, so the only way he could think of to communicate was writing with his own hand.

This time, he brought greetings from various monsters in Yayuan.

Masaharu Nakahara stood in the center of the living room.

Then the light suddenly appeared, and the colorful ribbons used to set off the atmosphere sprayed out, and fell on Masaharu's head in a lavish manner. Masaharu Nakahara was so stimulated by the strong light that he squinted his eyes. He heard the rustling sound,

Next should be——

"I just said don't add this, you can see it sprayed everywhere."

"Huh? Chuya, you are the most active when you buy it!"

"I have to say that these ideas are really old-fashioned. You see, Masaharu didn't react at all. This makes me feel like a failure."

"Cold-blooded, don't pour cold water on you."

"Masaji Masaharu! Do you like the skateboard I gave you? I specially picked the one with the Naruto X print. This is a limited edition!"

It turned out to be a quarrel.

Masaharu Nakahara stared wide-eyed, and looked at the people in the room in surprise, "Brother Shirase! You're back!"

Standing in front of Masaharu was Shirase who had gone to England. He was wearing a formal suit and looked like a dog.

"Hey, after all, Zhong also begged me, so I just reluctantly..."

The idiot bird squeezed his head out from between Nakaya and Shirase, pointed at Shirase, grinning until his teeth were exposed, "The gemstone cufflinks this guy gave are so dusty, aren't they?"

"How good is your skateboard!"

"I asked Chuya specifically, so please do what he likes!"

"It's all superficial. My poison is obvious..." The surgeon holding the infusion pole was covered by the pianist, "Surgeon, don't say such words."

"Well, you seem to be more excited than today's protagonist." The pianist's voice, as always, carried the characteristics of a high-ranking person. When he spoke, the scene became a little quiet. The young man wrapped his fingers around something gracefully. Yazhi found that It is several piano wires running through the house,

The pianist looked at Yazhi, "Moving fireflies, this is the idea of ​​this boy."

He turned his gaze to Natsume Takashi who was at the side. Among the group of people, the young man with brown hair looked very fresh and refined. Natsume Takashi bent his eyes and stroked the back of his neck in embarrassment, "I just said it casually, doesn't it seem a little naive .”

Yazhi said, "No, I'm very surprised."

"Relying on the biomagnetic field and signs of life observed by this machine, Yazhi is indeed very happy. His breathing stopped three times, and his heart rate increased significantly. I think it is only a matter of time before his cheeks turn rosy."

The person who said this was a particularly conspicuous European face in the crowd, with a slight curve around his lips, and his neat short hair made him look masculine, "Long time no see, Yazhi."

Masaharu Nakahara took a breath, "Adam!"

Mechanical detective Adam!

"Shirase said you're dead!"

"Well, there are some twists and turns." Adam thought about it and said, "The doctor who created me has the electronic information of a broken arm of mine and saved me."

Masaharu Nakahara rushed forward and hugged him, "You look more human than before."

Adam hugged him with a smile, "I have helped Zhong Zhong a lot. This villa is the architectural parameter I calculated."

"It turned out to be an active hug, Masaharu, you never gave it to me." Beside Adam, Gojo Satoru, who was invisibly competing for height, said dissatisfiedly, "Is this European handsome? Is he more attractive than me?"

Masaharu Nakahara: "Well, if I hug you..." it would be weird.

Because Gojo Satoru had seen Masaharu as a teenager, but in front of Adam, Nakahara Masaharu was just a pure child.

Masaharu is especially good at ordering dishes to people.

"You've been targeted, Wu." Xia Youjie, who was wearing casual clothes, ruthlessly sprinkled salt on his best friend's wound, "If you also came back from the dead, Masaharu might hug you and fall asleep."

Masaharu Nakahara made a vomiting face, "Impossible."

"Yaji..."

The calling of father and mother was different from the usual gentleness, Masaharu Nakahara responded, "Mom."

He looked up, and suddenly found that the curse spirit was a little different today.

No, it's too different!

Father's hair was well done and a bow tie was tied around his neck, while mother, mother put on delicate makeup!

No wonder I didn't show up at the haunted house today, because my face has changed!

Masaharu Nakahara smiled in surprise, "Mom, you look beautiful today."

He did not hesitate to praise, "Daddy is also very handsome."

His mother hugged him excitedly, and Masaharu Nakahara asked in a non-suffocating embrace, "But what are you gathering so many people for?"

Obviously, it was a surprise for Yazhi.

But Masaharu Nakahara didn't understand why they were prepared for him.

Before he knew the reason, Masaharu turned his head and hugged Zhongya, "Thank you."

Nakahara Chuya's cobalt blue eyes seem to have become a little more magical,

Then his countenance changed,

"I feel like there's something missing..."

"Ah, yes." Shirase clapped his hands, "Chuya, idiot! You forgot the most important thing—the light, the light, toy boy, turn off the light."

"Mr. Shirase, please show me some respect."

Amid the noise, the bright white light went out.

But Nakahara Masaharu did not fall into the darkness, the flame of a candle lit up in front of him.

At this moment, his doubts were answered.

It turned out to be the case.

"—Masaharu, happy birthday."

Everyone's voices overlapped.

It turned out to be a birthday party for him.

Zhong also said, "I have found out your life experience, today is the day you were born, Masaharu, you were born in spring."

He was born in spring.

But the connection with monsters is always in winter.

"Happy birthday."

"Congratulations, Masaharu, you are ten years old."

The emotional emotion reached its peak after these words, and Masaharu Nakahara endured it for a long time before he could not cry out.

Looking at them, he felt in a daze... It seemed that someone was missing.