Tu Pi said that he was really not a bomber

"Mom and Dad! Look, it's the big brother who can do magic tricks!"

The girl's clear and melodious voice sounded, Xingsuke smiled, saw the little girl who was allergic to oranges that he kindly used magic tricks to make her happy before, and also greeted, "Keiko is still as cute as white jasmine with dew! "

This way of greeting is really unique. In fact, if Keiko was not a five-year-old girl, Kosuke seemed to be following professional heroes and the police. The parents standing behind her would have wondered if the other party was here to molest the little girl. .

Sato knew that Xingsuke was meaningless, but he just followed someone's ears and eyes, so he talked like this.

But the father and son of the Hong family stood still, maintaining the same expressionless faces.

"Hello, this is the professional hero we entrusted to assist, Mr. Andeva," said Tanaka Criminal, who introduced each other to each other.Although everyone knows who the other party is, they still have to say what should be said in the scene.

"The two young men behind are interns following Mr. Andeva."

Tomohisa Ayanokōji smiled and nodded, polite but not alienated, enthusiastic but not abrupt, "Young Master Ling really made a big splash at the sports festival. I think Mr. Hong must have educated him well."

"That's natural." Andeva nodded, with pride and pride that couldn't be hidden under his seriousness.

and then?

After waiting for a while, Tomohisa Ayanokouji, who found no response, smiled a little stiffly.

He has been circling around in Bodo for a long time, and he was caught off guard when he met a straightforward and quiet person like Andewa, which made him a little unresponsive.

"Mr. Ayanokōji, please be patient. We can understand your feelings. Mr. Andawa is here for this." Xingsuke didn't know when the magic show with Keiko ended, and he rushed over with a look on his face. The sad expression of empathy, and the tone of voice sincerely inserted into the dialogue between the two adults, trying to smooth things over.

Mr. Andeva's way of speaking is really so straightforward that it makes people choke up speechlessly, which is exactly the same as Dabi sometimes.

It seems that the mouth that often makes accidental faux pas is a family inheritance.

"Exactly." Although Andawa didn't understand the meaning of Xingsuke's words now, he still nodded and agreed: "Please tell me, where is your suspicion, and I will investigate now."

Can't there be more routines in life, less sincerity and politeness?

The eldest son of the Ayanokouji family complained inwardly, wanting to tactfully let the professional hero no longer meddle in his family affairs.

After Andawa left with Tomohisa Ayanokouji, Tomokoro played with Keiko under the care of Keiko's parents.

"Hey, Sato," the black-haired boy trotted over, stood still, and opened his mouth as if casually. At the same time, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and pointed the camera at the red-and-white-haired boy, "Is there any result?"

The appearance of Hong Jiaodong coaxing the little girl with a helpless face is quite interesting.

Show it to Dabi, he should like it.

"Well, I just called." Sato said with a serious face, "There is nothing."

"The maid left during that time. So she was fired after the statement was taken."

The black-haired boy responded without taking his eyes off the phone.

Logically speaking, this is extremely disrespectful behavior.But putting it on the individual Oda Yusuke will make people feel different.

He never makes people feel uncomfortable, but makes others feel that he is doing it for granted.

In daily life, Kosuke is a polite and sunny boy, but when it comes to dealing with the case - Sato doesn't know whether Oda Yusuke himself realizes that he is unconsciously imitating his teacher Osamu Dazai.

Sato can be regarded as someone who has known Oda Yusuke for a long time. From the beginning, he was led by a man in a sand-colored windbreaker, and now the black-haired boy ran over with a baseball cap slanted and a bright smile—followed The time when Andawa came together was not counted. He almost witnessed a long part of Xingsuke's growth journey.

Now in front of Sato is a big boy, his casual expression is very similar to his mentor, but his eyes are a little more determined and firm, different from the misty brown eyes belonging to the man Dazai Osamu Same.

Curiosity wriggled like a snake, crawling slowly, licking the safe distance Sato had been trying to keep.

Think about it, such a teenager...

Under the guidance of his teacher, he saw almost all the sorrows and joys, love and hate, kisses and hugs, death and betrayal in the world. He stood between the light and shadow, burning the darkness with his left hand and embracing the light with his right hand.

Such a young man, who has ever looked at him as an equal?

"Have you ever had friends before?"

After subconsciously saying it, Sato suddenly realized that his question was too abrupt, but trying to take back what he said was useless.

"Yes, there is a girl I like very much," Oda Yusuke replied while clicking [Send] with his right hand, "We are classmates in elementary school."

The black-haired boy tried to make himself speak more casually, but in the end he knew he had failed.

"Don't be so surprised, I'm a teenager too, okay? It's normal to have a crush, isn't it?"

"Ah...it's hard to imagine, sorry."

The black-haired boy pressed the back button and retracted the phone.

"There's nothing to be sorry about," he looked back at Sato, with a smile on his face, and said, "The opportunity for off-field assistance is over, and now it's time for us to find clues to solve the mystery."

……

【You are different... At least for now, for me, you are neither boring nor boring. 】

The girl with short black hair smiled from the bottom of her heart at the monitor.

[Look, Beast, he's different, isn't he? ]

……

"……winter?"

Dabiban leaned against the door, rubbed his temples, drank wine with Zac all night, and rode a motorcycle all night to drive back to Kyushu. As a result, his head still hurts, and his consciousness is not very clear.

"Why are you here, what's the matter?"

Hong Dongmei was stunned for a moment, the words she was going to say rolled on the tip of her tongue, and finally swallowed, and tentatively said in a more familiar tone: "I've finished washing the clothes, here you are."

"Then... I may have to resign from this assistant job, I'm very sorry," the white-haired girl looked a little uneasy and apologetic, and as she lowered her head slightly, a strand of hair fell from her ear, "There was a time The elementary school is willing to give me a chance to go for an interview, and I will go there later, I plan to become a teacher there, and I will cause you trouble."

"No." Dabi said.

The black-haired man spoke concisely, with his usual indifference, as if he was suffering from a hangover headache. He frowned, looking down at Dongmei, his eyes were blue, just like the never-melting ice of Greenland , Sealing the temperature of early spring.

Without warning, he raised his hand, his cool fingertips gently slid across the girl's ear, and pinned the mischievous strand of white hair behind the ear.

This action is too intimate and too natural.

It was so familiar as if it had been repeated thousands of times before, so naturally his brain didn't even react, and he stretched out his hand subconsciously.

That is of course an action that has been repeated countless times - when Dongmei was young, she had short hair that was no longer than neck length. You know, energetic children always sweat when they play around, and the bangs on the front of their foreheads are covered with red hair. The clips are firmly fixed, but the broken hair behind the ears is not necessarily so well-behaved.

Whenever her white or red hair came out from behind her ears, Touya would always laugh unconsciously, and then waved at Xiaotuanzi, watching her run over happily, the same gray as Hong Leng. The eyes are clean and sparkling.

Then, he raised his hand, his cool fingertips gently slid across the girl's ear, and pinned the naughty strand of white hair behind the ear.

……

It wasn't until he pinned the slipping lock of hair behind his sister's ear and saw that he seemed to be broken into two neatly sewn hands that his consciousness burst out from the tranquility and intoxication of last night's drunkenness.

That was the past that he could not go back to.

But Touya ridiculously tried to redeem it.

"Sorry," a deep and magnetic voice sounded, and Dabi tried to show an apologetic expression, "I'm not so clear-headed, I thought you were my sister just now."

Hope to be able to fool the past.

Dabi prayed in his heart.

Every second seemed extremely long, and Dabi couldn't see the expression of Hong Dongmei with her head bowed and wearing black-rimmed glasses, she just felt that she was about to drown in it.

He held his breath unconsciously, waiting for the impending trial—maybe it was something else, who cares, anyway, he didn't want to worry about it for now.

Dabi just stared at her.

Soon, the white-haired girl raised her head, pushed the frame of the mirror, and showed a smile that seemed to be the same as usual, but with a little more shyness and restraint.

"No...it's okay, Mr. Oda's sister must be very cute!"

"……Um."

Dabi nodded slowly.

The tension and bewilderment in his heart seemed to be completely broken by this sentence, and he didn't even know why he was still inexplicably funny.

Are you bragging about yourself?

What a silly kid.

Still the same, just as silly as ever.

"Of course she's cute."

Dabi heard himself say proudly.

Then, the rejoicing in his heart and the feeling of escaped the catastrophe seemed to go to his head, and without thinking, he said something that he wanted to kill himself after he finished speaking: "Where is the school you are going to interview for?" , I'll take you there."

Looking at the girl in front of him, he hesitated for a moment, then showed a shallow smile, and as always came into Dabi's field of vision.

"Okay."

Pure and clean, translucent and clear, mixed with some soft trust.

Just like that summer afternoon, the girl smiled under the sun after Touya pulled back her fine white hair.

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