On the Feasibility of the Marriage Between the Port and the Fishery Company

Osamu Dazai is definitely Chuya's lifelong enemy.

When I was still a partner in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang, it was my first old experience to become a cadre before him; it was luck to fall in love earlier than him because of blunders; Liudao Nagi's family "proclaimed themselves as self-identified, and tried to make trouble for him... It's justified.

After all, he fell in love before him...

Up to now...

"Hey, Chuya—let me tell you, my Jizi is super cute..."

"pat-"

Chuya Nakahara skillfully cut off the call from his mentally handicapped/disgusting ex-partner who "played tricks on his daughter, but started to develop in the direction of Mori Ogai meeting Alice behind his back".

I can't wait to make more than a dozen phone shows a day, if I have the ability, don't let my daughter hate him.

Pooh.

Turning around to see the figure from the bedroom door, his expression softened.

"Chuya, what's the matter, who is calling?"

Walking out of the bedroom, the woman in a white cotton dress has long hair loose and flat home shoes. Her stomach is slightly protruding, her right hand is gently supporting her waist, and her whole body is a bit more feminine.

"It's Dazai."

Chuya stepped forward, took Kurom's hand, and replied nonchalantly.

This kind of thing has become accustomed to.

"Ah, are you here to show off your daughter again?"

Colum chuckled, obviously familiar with the current situation.

Following his movements and sitting on the sofa, he was probably pregnant, and he was inexplicably full of maternal tolerance for such a naive operation like a child.

She held Chuya's hand and folded it on her swollen abdomen, as if there was a tacit understanding between mother and child, and the child in her belly stretched jiojio a little, which happened to be felt by Chuya.

"Then when the child is born, why don't you show it off?"

"I'm not that naive."

Zhongyuan Zhong also snorted softly and said firmly.

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This is a lie.

Because after the child was born, the two people who met suddenly exploded like elementary school students arguing.

The topics of the quarrel, in short, are varied.

But anyway, he looks like a silly father, who is smarter than the other?

Coulom was sitting in the small garden with Rin, holding a teacup, watching the play, smiling at each other, and refusing to go up to stop them.

"They have such a good relationship..."

"you do not say."

However, this little episode, in order to maintain the image of a steady and omnipotent father in front of the children, should be secretly hidden in Coulom's diary for the time being.

Sunny Sunday, x, x, x, x: 11°C—21°C

Today, Chuya got into a quarrel with Dazai-kun about child-rearing matters.

Seems like a bet for a diaper change?I remember the last time it was for breastfeeding?

So who proposed such a naive gamble first?

If you have the time, please ask two silly fathers to change their children's diapers first, is it okay?

# # #

……

So this collection was hidden for four years.

From today, Zhongyuan Wenye is four years old.

The mother is one of the cadres of the Pengelie family, and the father is one of the cadres of the port gang/hand/party.

Inherited her mother's sensitivity to illusion, and inherited a supernatural ability similar to her father's.

It can be said that it is naturally a new generation of MAFIA high-level backup.

But now, these things are not within the scope of his consideration.

Life is always full of comparisons. Compared with Dazai Osamu next door, although Chuya still often travels on business, he spends his spare time with his son in a different way. He is really a good father.

At least the son's ideal in life is not to grow up and defeat the big devil father and love his mother after he grows up.

The relationship between a family of three can be called a model family with exceptional harmony.

"Mother--"

The little child seemed to be holding some package in his hand, and he staggered towards his mother, because his arms were just as long as the box, almost touching his chest, with his head raised.

The question that Coulom has been wondering for a long time, "Whether Chuya's hair is a hairstyle or natural curls", finally got the answer from his son.

Zhongyuan Wenye's hair follows that of his father's. Even though his hair is not long and can't be tied into a small braid, it is still curly inward.Like wearing a hat, it seems to be hereditary.

A small blue suit, plaid suit pants, and a blue top hat.

The eyes follow Collom's. They are round and look softer than his father's. In addition to his young age, his facial features have not yet grown, and he looks quite delicate, indistinguishable between male and female.

It made Coulom afraid for a while, no, it should be said that he has not been taken to the Hong Kong and Black Headquarters so far.

It's really not that she doesn't trust Mori Ogai's character, it's that even a mother like her thinks that at this age, no one would find it awkward even if she wears a skirt.

Fortunately, it seems that his personality is relatively extroverted, so he didn't follow her.

"What's the matter, Wen Ye?"

Kurom leaned over and asked softly.

"this!"

Wen also worked hard to lift the big box with the Povino family logo in his hand. It was really difficult for a four-year-old child to be able to lift a wooden box that looked at least ten kilograms.

"It seems to be a birthday present from brother Lanbo? Can I open it and have a look?"

what……

That familiar attention sign, except for the cannons of the ten-year bazooka, she felt that she couldn't think of anything else that needed to be placed in this kind of box.

So you Povino gave gifts, except for the ten-year bazooka, can't you find anything else?

Oh, it sounds like I even gave red wine to Masaichi Irie...

"Of course, this is a gift for you."

Coulom rubbed Wen Ye's hair, holding the faint hope that "the other party knows that this gift is for a four-year-old child, and it may be reliable".

Take it apart and look at it, it is impossible to be reliable, and it is impossible to be reliable in this life.

Black technology is still a black technology that has not yet undergone repeated experiments.

It's not a ten-year bazooka gun//bomb.

But -

Ten years ago. Bazooka cannon//bombs. (A trial version that can be taken by one person)

It was also specifically written on the greeting card, because it is a trial product, the time limit is not clear, it is about a day, anyway, it will come back sooner or later, so I sent it to the children to play.

It is guaranteed to go to [ten years ago] for a while.

For the positioning of time, we are very confident. (thumbs up)

This self-confident focus always feels a little strange.

It seems that after so many years of beating, they have figured out the essence of the daily convulsions of their own weapons, and have seriously rectified the phenomenon of daily convulsions into a common style of painting?

Be sober!

You can't let yourself go through time travel just because you are familiar with the miracle of the vertical time axis under the protection of Vengley.

"what is this?"

Zhongyuan Wen also poked his head out of his mother's arms curiously, and looked closely at the words on the card, but because it was written in Italian cursive, the eyes of the child who had just started learning Japanese began to circle.

Too embarrassing for preschoolers.

"A toy?"

From the opening, you can see the light purple cannons/shells that look like small grape bunches, because the outer packaging material is very plastic-like, and for Zhongyuan Wen who is used to various weapons and equipment since childhood, it is indeed like a toy.

Speaking of which, Lan Bo also carried various high-dangerous weapons since he was a child.

"It's not a toy... Hey, be careful!"

Because the hand holding the wooden box was really sore, the fleshy right hand was loose, and he shook it in the air, as if he wanted to put the box on the coffee table behind him, but underestimated the weight of one hand.

The wooden box tilted sideways.

bang——

Pink smoke exploded at the heels of the two.

# # #

come to my senses...

That is, Yokohama ten years ago.

It really became like this.

Collom looked around helplessly at the unfamiliar streets, which were full of familiarity and sight in all aspects, and sighed.

According to the normal ten-year transformation rule, she should have swapped with herself ten years ago, and that should also be in Bingsheng or Italy.

But there was a saltiness in the air that only a seaside city can have.

As expected of a trial product.

This kind of thing with a high degree of uncertainty can be used as a toy for a four-year-old child.

"Mother?"

Wen also blinked his big eyes and looked around and felt something was wrong, and unconsciously grabbed the corner of his mother's clothes.

"This is ten years ago."

Fortunately, probably because of the weird sense of responsibility of "after all, it is given to children as a toy", "if you die, remember to bring a guardian with the child", "let the guardian solve all matters, it must be okay", let Collom followed.

Otherwise, she doesn't mind chatting with Yiping.

It's not her style to start a fight with the younger brother who is basically the youngest among her family peers, but it's not troublesome to chat with her sensible sister/friend about her childhood sweetheart for more than ten years.

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Thanks to her own son, she has many examples in her hands.

"That means you can see... a father who is about the same age as brother Lanbo?"

Mingmingwen has never met Lan Bo many times, but he doesn't know why he has such a good relationship with him. For example, the first thing that comes to mind is Lan Bo.

"If you're lucky, you should be able to."

Calculating the time, Yokohama is relatively peaceful at this time, Hong Kong and Heilongjiang should be in a period of steady development, and there is no major danger.

Great!

The big iris purple eyes sparkled, full of anticipation.

You think it's great, but maybe the other party will be frightened when he knows that he has such a big son suddenly.

Coulom pressed the little hat on his son's head, and took his hand to walk on the road.

It depends on luck, if you can meet it, it will only be a matter of one day at most.

Cleaning up the mess for his son is also the duty and pleasure of being a father.

Just think of it as a taste of the sweet trouble called "Father" in advance.

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When I came out of the alley, I ran into a familiar black figure who looked expressionless, but moved very gently, helping the old woman to cross the road.

puff.

Colum smiled lightly.

"Wow... So it turns out that Dad helped the old lady to cross the road. Is it true?"

Zhong Yuanwen also tugged at the corner of his mother's clothes, waited for her to bend down, and whispered in her ear.

"It's the first time I've seen it too."

Coulom, who had heard a certain rumor, carefully looked at the faltering old woman supported by Zhongya Nakahara.Thin figure, arched back, right hand holding a cane.

But sure enough.

Well……

"But, that old woman...is Uncle Dazai?"

The boy raised his head, looked carefully and carefully, looked again and again, but still hesitated to make a correct judgment.

It's getting a little louder.

"Shh..."

This child is good at seeing through the truth of things, which seems to have been inherited from her.And frankness is obviously learned from his father.

Originally thinking that now was not a good time, Coulom, who planned to avoid temporarily, looked at the eyes that turned over there instantly, and smiled a little embarrassedly.