funeral

one year later.

In the downtown park where people come and go, Ito Hiiragi, who has just learned to walk, is walking towards his father staggeringly.

Although she can't speak yet, and although her mind is immature, if she had to choose between ice cream, toys, and her father, she would definitely choose the latter without hesitation, because that person has the warmest smile in the world.

Seeing Xiao Hiiragi approaching him, Ito could not help but smile and spread his arms.

Just as the father and daughter were about to be reunited, a pair of hands with ulterior motives took Ito Hiiragi away by the waist.

Realizing that he was not in his father's arms, Ito Hiiragi babbled and yelled anxiously, while the tall man holding her had a smirk on his face at the moment.

"Oh, is it because you want to play with brother Ah Cheng, so you are screaming excitedly?"

While speaking, Kirishima rubbed her cheek against Ito Hiiragi's head, but the little guy obviously didn't like this. She waved her chubby arms and frantically asked her father for help.

"You are not allowed to bully her like this."

Ito reached out and rescued his daughter from Kirishima, and gave a stern warning by the way.

And the girl immediately smiled when she saw that she had escaped from the clutches, and even made faces at Kirishima.

"Oh, oh, what a father-daughter relationship..."

Kirishima pursed her lips, and responded with an even more distorted grimace, and the girl giggled happily.

"It's almost time to go back. If we play too much, our little Hiiragi will wet the bed again at night!"

Ito lifted the child high and rubbed the tip of her nose lovingly.

Although his face is still fleshy, he can vaguely see the eyebrows and eyes that are very similar to Nagasawa, even the mole of tears.

Ito still couldn't understand whether he was close to this child because of that person's blood, or because he was too lonely and needed to do something to fill the gap.

But all in all, he enjoys his present life very much, although he still cannot avoid the occasional turmoil.

"Can I have hot pot at night?"

"No."

"Hey, it can't be rice flour... why do you treat me to this every time you come?"

"Go away if you don't want to eat."

"Really, your temper will get worse after you have children."

On the way back, Kirishima and Ito were discussing the contents of the dinner.When they approached the door, both of them fell silent suddenly.

"I couldn't stand after waiting for too long, so I sat down, but now I can't seem to stand up for a while... Can you give me a hand?"

At the door of Ito's house, a man was sitting on the ground talking to him, with a wooden crutch in his hand.

Ito Hiiragi looked at the strange yet inexplicably familiar face of that person, a little confused and a little excited, she reflexively wanted to yell, but Kirishima blocked her mouth as soon as she opened her mouth.

"Little Hiiragi, Xiaoyi, it seems that you are going to stay at Brother Ah Cheng's place tonight."

Kirishima smirked softly with the corners of his mouth tilted, then consciously took the child from Ito's arms, and disappeared into the corridor swiftly.

Facing the man's outstretched hand, Ito's body couldn't help trembling.

"Because I missed you so much, I couldn't help but sneak back." The man smiled plainly, "Why don't you pull me up?"

Ito ignored it, just opened the door of the house and picked him up directly from the ground.At the moment of physical contact, the overly familiar aura of the man made his eyes red.

"Hey, hey, my crutch..."

"No one will pick up that kind of thing if you leave it at the door." The muffled nasal voice seemed to be angry, and it seemed to be about to burst into tears.

Ito helped others, kicked the children's toys along the way, and finally arrived at the bedroom.He swept all the plush dolls in diapers on the bed to the ground, and then threw the person in the middle of the bed.

When the man couldn't help complaining because of the other's rough behavior, Ito had already taken off his tie.

He climbed onto the bed, lay/kneeled on the man, and wrapped the thing in his hand around the man's wrist round and round.

"Now that your legs are broken and your hands are tied, let's see how you can escape."

Ito leaned down and stubbornly traced the outline of the man's face over and over again with his hands.During the past year and a half, he couldn't remember how many such dreams he had.

When the man thought he would go on like this forever, Ito withdrew his hand.He buried his face in the man's neck, and after a while, he let out a weak sob.

"I miss you very much, miss you very much..."

The warm liquid slid down the man's neck, causing him a great infection. He turned his head lovingly and kept kissing the hair on the top of Ito's head.

"Sorry, I should have been back earlier..."

Hearing this, Ito sat up abruptly, and took off his clothes very roughly.The man didn't speak, just stared at each other silently.

This shirt must be expensive, the buttonholes are so small, it seems to be very laborious to untie it, and it hurts to tear it off with such force.

The belt seems to be the one given on Valentine's Day the year before last, but the pinhole is one step back from the original.

With no abdominal muscles, there must be no time to exercise.

The small changes in Ito's body could not escape Nagasawa's eyes, after all, it was his lover who he thought about day and night and went crazy.

Um?What's the matter?

The man who had removed his body restraints once again showed a distressed expression.Nagasawa couldn't help but followed the other person's line of sight and looked down, only to realize that his shirt had also been stripped clean without knowing it.

At the end of the man's line of sight was his chest and abdomen, where large scars shriveled and twisted due to burns spread.

"These can be repaired by skin grafting, don't worry too much..."

Ito said, "The stepmother parked a car in the bib."

Nagasawa was so distressed that he couldn't help asking the other party to take his time, but he was severely pushed back by a "long-winded".

The man shut his mouth and stopped interfering with his lover's crazy behavior.

He understands, he knows everything.

When we meet again after the separation of life and death, all the sweet words seem so pale and powerless in the face of the huge longing.Only the body/communion/fusion, which seems to be the most low-end and most clichéd way of loving each other, can perceive the other party's mind the fastest and get the most of the other party's breath.It is not only to relieve physical/physical desires/desires, but also to dissolve those hard-to-talk longings.

The two of them carried out this love/event silently, and the emotions lingering in their hearts were both sadness and happiness.

They haven't been able to touch each other for a long time, and they both reached the peak in a short while

When the blankness in his mind gradually dissipated, Nagasawa wanted to stand up/enter again.But the other party refused to buy it. Not only that, the man even grabbed his little brother viciously.

"Do...what?" Nagasawa was a little terrified, because the force acting on him was terrifying.

"The person you want to see has already been met, and the sweetness that should not be given has been tasted. Next, shouldn't you give an explanation? Hmm?"

Ito, who had been silent for a long time, finally opened his mouth. He looked down at the other party and added some weight to his hands by the way. Nagasawa moaned helplessly with a pale face.

"Tell me, why have you been missing for so long, and why do you always make half-hearted calls?"

About eight months ago, Ito received an unsigned phone call. Although the other party didn't say anything, Ito identified the person's identity through the sound of breathing.

After the phone was hung up on the other end without permission, he was surprised, agitated, mad, and even ran to the police/station to check the number, but the result he got was not what he wanted.

"This is a space/card, and many phone scams/scams are done through these methods, such as pretending to be the closest person, such as shouting 'me, me,' all the time."

The police's words were like a basin of cold water, extinguishing the flame of hope in Ito's heart until he received the call again a week later.

"At that time, I was seriously injured and sent abroad. I was in a coma for three full months. When I woke up, my body hurt like I had been amputated. I lived on a ventilator every day..."

Nagasawa, who had been released once, was obviously not satisfied. Even so, he sat up, honestly hugged Ito's warm body, and continued to patiently recount his experience in the past year and a half.

He knew that if his explanation was not in place, that narrow-minded guy would definitely not continue the second match with him.

"After I could move my hands, I secretly borrowed a mobile phone from one of the talkative nurses...but because the person who took care of me was as dead-headed as Aoba, there was very little talk time I could squeeze out."

"Why did you call me a space card?"

"Because that hospital is dedicated to providing medical treatment for important people, some people are reluctant to reveal their location when they need to make external calls, so the communication equipment used inside is all specially made."

"That explosion/explosion... was the target of you?"

Thinking of the car that was blown beyond recognition at the scene, Ito's heart felt as if he had been stabbed. Although the man had returned safely, he still couldn't help but feel terrified.

"I don't want to come forward obediently to take the blame/crime, and those guys who were exposed were unwilling to escape before they fled, so they were targeted like this...Thanks to the team leader who sent someone to secretly protect, otherwise you really want to see me It's my turn."

Nagasawa began to kiss the corner of Ito's eyes, but the other party turned his back angrily, "Who told you to go out without authorization?"

"Yes, yes, it's all my fault." The man rubbed the back of his head with a petting chuckle.

"Then what are you going to do in the future?" Ito pulled Nagasawa's palm and stroked it carefully, "Do you want to stay in the Aizawa group as a living target?"

"Although the team leader said to let me choose, but the current Aizawa team has left too many veterans at once, it is a time when people's hearts are scattered...so I want to continue to stay there for a while, at least to repay the team leader The kindness that saved me that day."

"...Do you think you are a crane?"

For Ito's teasing, Nagasawa is not completely incomprehensible, but helplessly, he is more nostalgic than ordinary people, even though Aizawa Masao is no longer the object of his admiration.

"Maybe I was born to be a hooligan/rogue..."

"Whatever you want..." Ito broke Nagasawa's hand and went to take a shower.

"Hey, if my child knows that his father is a gangster, will he hate me in the future?"

"Her name is Ito."

"That's my child too," Nagasawa stretched out his hand and dragged Ito back to the bed again, "The eyebrows and eyes are carved out of the same mold as me!"

"As a girl, I really feel sorry for her..."

Regarding that person's extreme narcissism, Ito blatantly rolled his eyes, but then his mocking expression gradually solidified on his face.

The man pushed away the obstructive mountain on his body, and hurriedly walked towards the living room.

"What's wrong?" Nagasawa came out of the bedroom dragging his right leg.

"...Xiao Hiiragi is gone." Ito scratched his head and walked around in the living room anxiously.

"Didn't you hold it when you came back?"

"If I've been holding it all the time, how can I have a hand to hold you, a cripple?!"

"Hey, where am I lame? I'm just recovering now!"

"The cripple in the recovery stage should stay in the hospital... You guy, do you want to play missing again?"

The daily bickering that hadn't been staged for a long time started inexplicably, even more intense than before. This may be because of the addition of a child, or because the two have not seen each other for too long.

During the quarrel, Ito suddenly had such an idea. In the long days to come, there will only be more and more boring arguments like this, especially after having children.

They will become more like ordinary middle-aged couples, and although they don't like this way of getting along, they don't seem to be particularly annoying.

Are all happy families alike?Ito smiled, and then went back to the quarrel.

The author has something to say:

Um. . .The text part is over, but it feels like there is a car missing?Hahaha, I have no inspiration these days, I will make it up later (I will put it on the scarf when I finish it

In fact, I thought about the name of the child for a long time, and finally decided to use the name of my favorite child in "Hanamaru Kindergarten".I think she is a bit like Ito to some extent, and she is very smart, loves to read, and likes her father the most (probably referring to Ito). Wouldn’t it be miserable if Nagasawa’s child followed him in IQ? )

Anyway, that's it. There are probably still bugs in the text, and I will fix them later, and then I will write an extra article about Aoba. Since Nagasawa came back alive, shouldn't he also be well?puff

Let's go ahead and see you later

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I finally finished this chapter. Regarding the behavior of Ito and Nagasawa after their reunion after a long absence, I actually wrote about it after watching "Black Mirror".

I forgot which season it was, the heroine's boyfriend died in an accident, and then she bought an identical Sim.When the simulator was delivered, although the heroine was pregnant, she still insisted on having sex with the simulator.

The reason for doing that, I think, is not to solve my own biological/physical desires/desires, but to resolve the longing for my lover.

Well, this is my shallow understanding, poof. PS In fact, in the end, I felt sorry for the Simulator very much!