Intelligence Bureau

In the office of the Disciplinary Committee of Bingsheng Middle School, the black-haired boy lay down on the sofa in a humiliating posture, his hands were cut behind his back by his own weapon, and his head was buried deep in the depression of the sofa.

"Oh~ did your father only inherit this face from you?" Apparently, Leinart has identified the father-son relationship between Arnold and Skylark, and now he is sitting beside the boy, trying to "gentlely" break the boy's face come over. ,Don’t complain about the male protagonist Su, this article will not work if the male protagonist does not return Su,

But the boy was still stubborn and only left the back of his head for him, Leinart couldn't help but chuckled, look, this stubbornness is so similar to his father.As for the ability, it's just saying it to stimulate the brat. If a few years later, there will be another Arnold, and how could he underestimate that man?

Listening to the man's frivolous laughter and provocative words, Skylark's hands slowly clenched into fists behind his back. Heh, this is a common problem of herbivores. If you taste a little bit of sweetness, you can't find Bei. That's why he hates herbivores the most. up.

The imprisoned hands broke free suddenly, and the duckweed crutches were thrown out. Leinart reached out to catch it, but the action was still a step slower, and the weapon fell into the master's hands again.No, the weapon has always been in the hands of its owner, it just returned from the state of controlling the owner to the state of being controlled.

Almost in an instant, the person who had picked up the duckweed crutch jumped, stood up beside the sofa and assumed a posture ready to fight at any time.

Lennart raised his eyebrows, his resistance was good, and his skills were impressive, but the fact that he looked more and more like Arnold made him quite unhappy. He was so upset that he wanted to break the child, and he couldn't move anymore.

It was too late and then too soon, Yunque didn't see it clearly at all, and just dodged to the side by instinct, and then a silver-white thing brushed past his ear, and at the same time the man in front of him disappeared in place.

The corner of Skylark's mouth curled up a little, and the hand holding the duckweed crutch kept tightening again and again. He could frankly admit that he couldn't calm down when he was about to bite and kill Leinart, and he couldn't tell the difference until now. Is it anger or interest.

Here, a new round of battle is staged again.For this campus where there is only the sound of Lang Lang reading at the moment, a different youthful vigor has been added.

after an hour.

"Hey, are children so lack of exercise these days? It looks like they won't be able to survive after a little exercise." Leinart was lying on his side on the sofa, staring at the boy who was still lying on the ground three meters away and couldn't get up. .

Not to mention that his lying posture is quite beautiful, with one foot bent and one hand resting on his eyes, he looks like a decadent teenager.Lennart couldn't help seeing God, and his thoughts gradually drifted away. He didn't know why this fight reminded him of the countless fruitless fights with Arnold.

The reason for not playing seriously with Arnold is of course not that the opponent is not challenging, and even he will highly praise Arnold's strength.It's just that some people will never be included in the ranks of fights by him, that face can only make him overwhelmed on the bed~

In fact, no matter whether it is a person or a thing, as long as it is included in the scope of Leinart Costa, they will not be willing to destroy it by themselves. You must cherish what you have, right?On the contrary, he very much agrees with the view that 'what you can't get is destroyed'.

But the boy in front of him had a face that he wanted to destroy for no reason.

"Ah, it's because I accidentally beat him dumb, right?" Although he was beaten like this for a newcomer, the other party was still a kid who didn't know if his hair was full, but Leinart didn't care about it at all. Being stingy shows his happy mood at the moment, destroying the flowers of the motherland is my favorite~, destroying Arnold's illegitimate son is even more love~

In short, the goal of immobilizing the child has been achieved.

"Heh, man, be prepared to be bitten by me sooner or later." The boy's cold voice was hoarse because of the long fight, and he was trying to calm down lightly.He turned his head, covered by his hair, a pair of bright eyes looked straight at Leinart, with surging...excitement.

Lennart froze for a moment, then smiled again: "Yo, it's a good thing for a young man to be high-minded, but I don't like being bitten casually, it's so unhygienic."

The man's Japanese is much more fluent than before. It seems that the more he speaks, the smoother he is, and the listeners are naturally more pleasing to the ears. Of course, if the content of the speech and the man's disgusting upward pick are ignored.

Skylark decided to make such sounds the second most hated list after Sakura.

Besides, whoever wants to bite him, bastard!It's a bite!

"Didn't your father teach you how to entertain guests? I've been playing with you for so long but not a drop of water has entered." After speaking, Leinart remembered that his father didn't seem to be a person who would warmly entertain people.Oh, and besides entertaining with his chain of handcuffs, that's a lot of enthusiasm.

Lennart touched his chin lightly, as if he was recalling the painful parts every time.But just now playing with the little ghost, there is no less trouble, but compared to the guy who can't get up on the ground, those little frictions can be ignored.Moreover, subduing Sao Nian, who is in a rebellious period, always has to pay some price, and it is worth it to exchange these costs for a happy mood.

Skylark looked at the man on the sofa who kept twisting his body to adjust his sleeping position. At the beginning, the unhappiness that his own territory was invaded and invaded surged up again, drowning the joy of just finishing the fight.After all, that man was too arrogant.

Moreover, since the very beginning, he has been talking about your father, your father and so on. Why didn't he know when Hibari Kyoya had a father? !Not only was he arrogant, but he was also a loose and shameless man who ran around the train with his mouth full.

"Little devil, stand up quickly and help me make a cup of black coffee filled with sugar, or I will cut open your blood vessels and suck your blood!" Lennart rolled on the sofa, and along the way made a gesture of claws and teeth to match the lines. The movements of the dead fish eyes and the sharp claws of the new skills just practiced can be described as classic...

Skylark couldn't bear to look straight down, is this man an idiot? !

Just when the two pairs of eyes were looking at each other deeply, a third person came in, "Chairman! What happened?!" But after saying this, there was no movement for a long time.

Leinart, who was lying comfortably on the sofa, took a few glances at the boy, and found that he was lying on the ground pretending to be dead again, so he slowly turned his head to the direction of the door, as if he was the one who was seriously injured. The head and neck will be broken.

The next thing that catches the eye is someone who... pokes a joke...at least mercilessly pokes Lenate Costa's joke.

Because a certain person curled up on the sofa laughing after only one glance, but he didn't expect that his actions would also hit the point of others' laughter. His long legs and long hands curled up like A giant mutated Persian cat made the corners of the mouths of those lying on the ground and those standing at the door twitch...

This is exactly the same as "you stand on the bridge to see the scenery, and the people watching the scenery look at you upstairs".

"Chairman! What's the matter with you? Are you okay?!" Leinart laughed endlessly, and the person at the door finally started to function again. lift up.

"You...how did you do it...hair...hair..." The man who couldn't breathe with a smile insisted on speaking, and the Japanese with a strong foreign accent made people have hearing impairment again.

Cao Bi turned to look at him suspiciously, was he talking to himself?From the first glance, I wanted to ask, who is this foreign man who suddenly appeared?from where?what purpose?Is the Chairman the one who labeled him like this?A series of problems converged on that slightly vicissitudes of face, making it more vicissitudes.

Lennart, who managed to restrain himself a little, laughed miserably again.

It is extremely impolite to laugh like this in front of people, not to mention in front of the person involved, Lennart restrained himself much faster this time, and obviously felt that he was a bit too much.In the past, no matter how much he pays attention to etiquette, he will not lose the basic etiquette. He is even more polite to people who have never met and have no subjective evaluation, but today he is so rude, which is really not in line with his usual style.

It's an old problem again.

The person on the sofa rested his arms on his eyelids, thinking calmly, and when he took his hands off, there were already two sculptures standing in front of him.Even if he watched the hairstyle that made him laugh at a close distance, Leinart no longer showed any exaggerated expressions, and looked back at the two with a smile.

If it weren't for the blush on the fair cheeks after laughing wildly, and what they saw with their own eyes, Hibari and Kusakabe would feel that the elegant and indifferent man in front of them was completely different from the previous one.

He is actually an intermittent neuropathy patient, right? !

"Sorry, sir, I just want to ask you about your hairstyle, not to laugh at you, please don't mind." Regarding the grass wall, Leinart did feel a little guilty, at least he was not lying down, but sitting upright up.

Others don't know, but Leinart himself knows it very well. At this time, any random thing can poke his emotional point.Like being merciless in a fight, wanton provocation against skylarks, childishly acting cute and silly on the sofa, laughing casually at other people's appearance... these are old problems, and the ever-changing emotions extended by irritability as a pathogen symptom…

The corner of Cao Bi's mouth twitched again, and the grass in his mouth trembled a few times before barely standing still.If the stranger in front of him didn't say the above sentence, he could barely regard him as a psychopath. After saying that, he wanted to add an adjective before the neuropathy, impolite neuropathy!

How could this kind of thing not mind!How can anyone comment on other people's hair when they meet for the first time!Are you ashamed to say that the appearance of laughing like an adult just now is not a mockery? ! (Not many neurotics are polite Kusakabe...)

"Who the hell are you?" The young man seemed very upset about being supported by others, but after struggling secretly for a long time and unable to stand on his own, he could only temporarily compromise and hand over part of the weight to the person next to him, and then let go of his unhappiness. He vented on Lennart, and the questioning was so vicious that it seemed that he would really jump up and bite.

"I didn't listen carefully when I told you just now, and now I have to ask again. It's not good for children to be so capricious." Leinart suddenly stood up and approached the embarrassed teenager.Because of the difference in height, his smile just stayed three centimeters in front of the boy's nose, with a gentleman's elegant arc, as soft as his words.

"I'm not asking for your name." Even so, the momentum of the boy's words did not weaken at all.He who stood hunched like that, who was half a head shorter than the man in front of him, still exuded an unrivaled arrogance.

Lennart was slightly stunned, this arrogance is really quite familiar.

Then, under the eyes of the two people who didn't understand why, he pulled the boy from Cao Bi's hand forcefully, held it in his own hand, and then pressed down on the seat where he was sitting before without giving the boy a chance to resist. superior.

After the whole process was over, he ignored the angry and shocked eyes, sat down on the coffee table, and faced the boy face to face.

"I want to have a good chat with your little master, please make me a cup of black coffee with sugar, please? Of course, if your little master is thirsty, you can have two cups." Whether it is in actions or tone, it seems that It's as casual as if it was his own home, Skylark gouged him out quite annoyed, but it was all he could do.

However, after a brief silence, the boy turned his head and said, "A cup of tea."

He is indeed somewhat interested in the origin of this man, and the so-called father in his mouth. He wants to hear how vivid a story he can make up to give him a father who does not exist.

Although he felt incredible about this order, Cao Bi still didn't say anything, and respectfully withdrew to handle the matter.When going out, he also helped them cover the door that was at stake as much as possible.After all, this is a school, and passing by classmates will have a bad influence, and the chairman should get angry again by then.

Finally, there were only two people left in the messy room.The two stared at each other for a while, before Lennart chuckled and spoke first.Otherwise, he believed that the boy would sit silently until his injuries recovered, and then continue to bite him.

"Lenate Costa."

It is the most basic courtesy to state your name first.The young man who heard the name for the second time was not surprised. After a long silence, he reluctantly announced his name.

"Kyoya Hibari."

"Oh~ so it's called Little Skylark? It's a good name. Did your father give it to you?" Seeing the boy's arrogant appearance, Leinart actually had the urge to rub it well. If the hair is changed to light yellow, it will be a completely small version of Arnold.

But in this way, it means that the child's hair color has been inherited from the mother... Thinking of this, the corners of Leinart's mouth twitched a few more levels, accidentally touching something unpleasant.

"Have you been talking so much nonsense?" Now, Leinart was really stunned.Arnold, how can you deny that this is not your son...

After wiping his face, Leinart asked in a deep voice for the first time, "Where is this?"

Skylark gave him a weird look, but obviously he didn't talk too much nonsense, and answered him directly, "Japan is flourishing."

Lennart paused for a moment, but he was not surprised by the answer. After all, he had already guessed when he first saw the table full of Japanese. Sent to Japan from Germany...

"What year is it now?" When this question was asked, Leinart could not deny that he was not nervous.Before, he had been convincing himself that it was because he was in a coma that he mistakenly felt the long time as a few seconds, but when he used a day to examine this world full of sense of the times from a room, that kind of persuasion became more and more powerless.

The irritability never stopped, and it was especially strong when the boy cast a weird look.So much so that until this moment, he was not willing to try this terrible conjecture.

"The 15th year of Heisei."

"Converted to the AD calendar method is..."

"2003."

The boy's cool voice exploded in his mind, and Leinart sat blankly on the coffee table with his eyes empty.

The author has something to say: La la la, do you think my son is a seriously ill patient?

Haha, there is no way he has a crazy mother...

Although this picture is enough, it also exposed my son's neurotic symptoms (⊙o⊙)

This is my son, the eccentricity is nothing to do with it.

Will you feel tired and not in love? ! (⊙0⊙)