After being disrupted by Dazai Osamu, the hope that arose in Nakajima Atsushi's heart was once again buried deep in his inferiority complex.

The people in front of them didn't actually say anything explicitly, but their doubtful actions and words showed that they didn't believe that Jiang Kawakami would treat Nakajima Atsushi as his younger brother.

It's really hard to believe.

Mr. Kawakami is obviously of noble status and a wealthy family, while Nakajima Atsushi is alone and on the verge of starvation. They are two completely different people and can no longer be brothers.

Nakajima Atsushi clearly knew that there was an insurmountable gap between the two of them. He knew everything and also knew that he was not worthy.

He had been wandering around and being despised for many years, and had long since developed a sensitive, suspicious, and cowardly character. He was particularly aware of people's gazes, especially those with malice.

Although the suspicious looks from the two people in front of him did not have any malicious intent, they were clearly saying that he was not worthy, even if it was just a simple doubt.

Nakajima Atsushi could only lower his head bitterly, and trembled under Ekawakami's gentle gaze.

Mr. Kawakami... Only Mr. Kawakami's gaze was genuine, without any malice or contempt. His gaze was even indifferent, as if it did not reflect anyone.

But he is the person who would never lie. He is genuinely nice to me, especially his preference and protection for me now.

Mr. Kawakami...you can't be so nice to me...

Otherwise I'd really get addicted.

Nakajima Atsushi sighed pitifully in his heart, slowly followed behind Jiang Chuan Shang, silently holding his stomach tightly.

After everyone sat down in the restaurant and ordered rice over tea for Nakajima Atsushi, Dazai Osamu took the menu and asked Egawakami.

"Tomie-san, you really don't have anything to eat?"

Jiang Chuan Shang looked at the layout of the restaurant table calmly and refused, "No, I can see there is no food I like here."

Dazai Osamu understood and threw the menu to Kunikida Doppo, "I think so too. The only thing here is the rice porridge that the kid ordered. I don't want to eat anything else. It's better for Kunikida to order by himself."

Nakajima Atsushi was keenly aware that the three of them were sitting here reluctantly just to keep him company. He slowly lowered his head and clenched his hands under the table.

Even though he is cowardly, he still has self-respect and a strong self-esteem. This is one of the reasons why he and Ryunosuke Akutagawa later quarreled without giving in.

Jiang Chuan Shang was sitting next to him and did not ignore his action of lowering his head, and explained in a smooth voice.

"I'm from China, and I don't really like cooking. I'll cook for you if I have the chance. I guarantee you'll like it."

Before Nakajima Atsushi could react, Dazai Osamu started yelling.

"Really? Then there's no portion for me. I also want to try Tomie-san's cooking~"

Nakajima Atsushi: "..."

Nakajima Atsushi was furious, and glared at Dazai Osamu with his golden eyes, "Mr. Kawakami said he did it for me!"

Dazai Osamu raised his eyebrows, "Who is 'you'? Tomie-san didn't mention anyone by name, maybe he was referring to me~"

"Ahhh, you bastard!"

"What's wrong with me? I just want to eat the hometown food made by Tomie-san. Don't be so possessive."

Dazai Osamu's tea face and tea language are simply self-taught, which is a record low.

Kunikida wanted to poke his eyes out, and slapped the menu on Dazai's mouth.

"It's so noisy, could you please stop being so childish!"

Dazai Osamu pried Kunikida's hands apart, grinned triumphantly, and said in defense:

"I'm just trying to stir up the kid's emotions. He's so young but he's so lifeless. He doesn't look young at all."

As he spoke, Dazai looked at Jiang Chuan Shang who was silent beside him and blinked as if to seek credit.

Jiang Chuan Shang ignored him and looked towards the kitchen.

"Adon's chazuke will be served in one minute."

Nakajima Atsushi nodded. Tea rice does not require complicated preparation, so the dish will be served quickly.

Taking advantage of this minute, Nakajima Atsushi stammered his lips a few times and then spoke slowly.

"I know you are curious about my background, so let me tell you."

Dazai Osamu and Kunikida quickly sat up straight and looked at Nakajima Atsushi together.

Nakajima Atsushi began to talk, "I have no parents. I grew up in an orphanage. I was kicked out of the orphanage at the age of 18 and wandered around until I reached Yokohama. I had no place to sleep on the road and no money to eat. I was hungry for a long time."

"On the first day of wandering in Yokohama, I met Mr. Kawakami. He treated me to a dessert, which was the sweetest thing I have ever tasted in my life." Nakajima Atsushi's eyes were filled with nostalgia.

"After that, Mr. Kawakami left for something urgent, and I started wandering again. When I was almost starving to death, I finally ran into Mr. Kawakami again, and he saved Mr. Dazai..."

At this time, Nakajima Atsushi's tea rice was brought up one after another, a total of thirty bowls. Dazai did what he said.

Jiangchuankami also pretended to listen attentively. When someone touched his knee, Jiangchuankami glanced slightly, and his eyes fell precisely on Dazai Osamu who had his face pressed against the table.

I saw this guy had his entire body crawled under the table, leaving only his head outside. His hand touched Jiang Chuan's calf under the table and began to rub it slowly.

It has a provocative meaning, but the action is extremely obscene.

Jiangchuan Shang laughed in anger, and taking advantage of the fact that no one could see under the table, he raised his foot and stepped accurately on Dazai Osamu's hand and rubbed it hard.

Dazai Osamu's body trembled, and his head on the table also twitched a few times, and then he let out an unbearable cry of pain.

“Ah…it hurts!”

Nakajima Atsushi stopped talking, and Kunikida also looked at Dazai Osamu who was sitting in a strange posture.

Kunikida rolled his glasses and asked in confusion, "What tricks are you playing again?"

As he said this, Kunikida was about to look under the table.

Jiangchuankami loosened his feet in time and took his time to straighten the hem of his yukata.

There was a tear in the hem of his pants, and Dazai Osamu probably saw it and wanted to touch it. He was not afraid of anything when it came to lust.

What a bastard. I should have crippled his hand earlier.

Jiang Chuan Shang felt regretful in his heart, wondering why he only brought a utility knife.

When Kunikida lowered his head, he could not see anything. Dazai Osamu had already sat down with his hands clasped in his hands.

He held his stepped hand and blew on it, looking very pitiful.

Kunikida turned his head and saw that the back of his hand was red, as if it had been crushed by something.

The table didn't move just now, so how come Dazai's hand was pressed?

When Kunikida thought of something, his eyes darkened and he snorted coldly.

"Deserved it."

Dazai Osamu groaned, "What do you mean he deserves it? I just wanted to ask if Tomie-san was okay. His clothes were torn and he looked like he had been attacked."

Jiang Chuan Shang raised his eyes to look at him, his voice was cold, "Is that so?"

"Uh hahaha, of course that's the case. Your appearance in the suburbs was probably just a coincidence. Isn't it? Fate brought you together again."

At the end, Dazai Osamu was very happy again, "It is fate that brought us together, it is wonderful beyond words."

Dazai Osamu never drafted his lies and never blushed. No one could tell whether his words were true or false, except Egawakami.

Jiang Chuan Shang withdrew his gaze meaningfully, "I hope so."

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