With the good expectation that his wife might return home early, Mr. Sen led his own life form with supernatural powers and drove back to Professor Rimbaud's house in a high-end community not far from the sea. Osamu Dazai, a dark-haired boy.

The car drove into the community, saw the small white two-story building from a distance, and Mori Ogai was stunned. After all, he drove the car back to his garage and stopped, and then detoured to the entrance and rang the doorbell.

The door opened, and the person who opened the door was a red-haired young man who had met several times, Oda Sakunosuke.Mr. Sen knew this young man, and sent someone to investigate his past and present occupations.

Hmm... How should I put it, this kind of employee who is obviously capable but just refuses to make good use of it is fortunately not his subordinate.Otherwise, he is likely to "personally" teach him to learn the correct working attitude, of course, the consequences will be different.

"Good evening, Mr. Mori."

The red-haired young man slightly pressed his back as a salute, Mori Ogai nodded at him very gently: "Good evening, Oda-kun, this is?"

His doubts were solved by Adrian, who was buried in eating.

"The professor asked me to come over and help feed the cat. She said, sir, you are very busy these days, and you can't concentrate on taking care of the small animals at home, so I won't make trouble for you." Oda Sakunosuke briefly explained, and then went to the kitchen to feed The cat's water fountain was cleaned, refilled, and placed next to the cat's food bowl, receiving a grateful glance and grunts from the black cat.

After finishing their work, these young people washed their hands and said goodbye. Dazai Osamu, who was in a daze after following Mori Ogai in, suddenly added: "I'll see you~"

Originally, he wanted to say "no need", but when he looked up, he saw the eyes of a young man begging for help as if he was drowning. He swallowed his refusal and replaced it with "thank you".

The iris-colored eyes lit up immediately, they were no longer foggy and lacking highlights.

"Mr. Mori, I'm going to send Odasaku off." With a cheerful tone, he left the BOSS behind him, and without changing his shoes, he turned around and followed the leaving red-haired youth out of the gate.Mr. Sen tilted his head and raised a big question mark, what's the matter with this child?

I just wanted to say that he has matured a lot during this period and has become more and more meticulous in his work, but he is unscrupulous... Whether as a father or a boss, he seems to have no dignity at all.

Looking down at the domestic pets that were still sucked in by the storm, Adrian seemed to sense something, flicked his tail, and pointed his butt at him.

Well, even pets.

Nowadays, the night in Yokohama can be described as "quiet and peaceful". Even if there are any sounds, it will not happen in the city with dense residential communities. Most of the problems are solved in abandoned remote buildings or by the sea, so occasionally in the community Night travel is also less dangerous.

"Odasaku... Oda-kun, what work are you doing?" Dazai Osamu and the red-haired young man walked side by side on the trail, and the other party gave him a strange look: "In a detective agency. Why is it 'Odasaku' ?”

This sentence is weird, but it is inexplicably catchy and full of magic for the pronunciation of syllables.

The black-haired boy smiled mischievously: "Isn't it funny? I think we can be friends." He stood still and stretched out his right hand to the other person.Oda Sakunosuke glanced at the hand in front of him, slowly took his right hand out of his pocket, shook it, and then let go: "It's okay."

He meant that it was okay to be nicknamed "Oda Tsukuru" by the other party. At first, he thought his surname was "Oda Tsukuru", but after getting used to it, he somehow found it pleasant?

"Hehehe." The boy understood, his beautiful iris-colored eyes sparkled, and there was a little baby fat on both sides of his cheeks, and the expression he smiled from the bottom of his heart was actually quite cute.

Oda Sakunosuke looked up at the community exit not far away, and stuffed his hands back into the pockets of his sand-colored jacket: "I don't live too far away, so I don't need to send it away."

"Okay, let's go to your house to play when you have time~ exchange contact information?" Osamu Dazai "changed" his mobile phone and shook it like a magic trick, and got the new friend's phone number and social software account to his heart's content.

Watching the red-haired young man leave, he lowered his head and took out a carefully bound "Complete Sex" from his pocket and opened it. In the empty book, there were only fragments of text that he could see that appeared occasionally. The smile on the boy's mouth deepened.

This will definitely be a world where friends can live and write well.

With such a decision in mind, he put the book back in his pocket and continued walking back with his head down.

……

Mrs. Mori was not at home on the rare day off, and Mr. Mori, who had nothing to do in the morning, chose to lie in the corner of the living room and read a book.Adrian was a little unhappy, and finally succumbed to the man's half-smile expression, contributing his shiny fur.

Dazai was sitting not far away from him, playing with his mobile phone.

Except for the occasional purr from the cat, the house was as quiet as nobody.

At this moment, someone rang the doorbell, and there was an unfamiliar greeting... a strange man's voice.

Mr. Mori's face turned green with a brush.What kind of person is this, what is the intention of visiting this young and beautiful lady at this hour?He glanced at Osamu Dazai who also pricked up his ears like a rabbit, and the latter puffed up his cheeks and got up to open the door with a childish voice.

Barely give the boss a face.

"Hello, may I ask?"

The fluffy black-haired boy lazily opened the entrance door, and saw a tall foreign man standing outside, like a Nordic god, with brown chestnut hair and eyes, and familiar facial features?

This familiar direction...Mr. Mori will cry!

"Hi, may I ask if Attila lives here?" The visitor asked in a polite and gentle voice, his voice was nice, and his words were full of rhythm like reciting poetry.

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai turned his head and rushed into the room and shouted: "Dad, someone is here to visit mom!" His facial expressions, movements and reactions were all normal and couldn't be more normal, but the people outside looked bewildered—what?The ex-girlfriend got married, and the groom didn't tell him that he still had such a big kid?

What kind of human suffering is this!

Mori Ogai, who was sitting in the living room, also heard his voice, his hand trembled, and the book fell on the carpet and bounced.

Don't call me dad, I'm not your dad, I don't have a son like you!

Thinking this way in my heart, I still stepped forward—call first to report to the police.

Well...he is a good citizen who pays taxes according to the rules, shouldn't he call the police when he is in trouble?It's not appropriate to yell and kill strange foreigners at home.If you beat him to death, there will be no proof, and you will not have an advantage in quarrels with your wife in the future.

Just... report illegal entry.What?Who said what if someone has legal documents?

——Well, isn't it Dazai-kun who called the police? The minor was frightened, so he naturally didn't know the situation.

Mr. Mori, who had a bad stomach, fiddled with him for a while before he appeared behind the cheap son and looked out through the half-opened porch door: "That... my wife took the boss to go on a trip, who are you?"

A long-haired man who didn't pose any threat and was even a bit weak came out. Although he was gentle and handsome, Verlaine didn't think he fit his ex-girlfriend's aesthetic style.

As for Mr. Mori's views on the guests outside... well, if he wasn't a doctor, if he wasn't smart enough, he would probably mistake the foreigner in front of him for the father of the cheapest son.

It is certain that Mrs.'s bones have not been deformed by pregnancy, and she has never given birth from the beginning to the end.Zhongye-kun's age is placed there, and the possibility of having a direct blood relationship with this man is also very small.

But the other party called his wife's Christian name affectionately, with a picky expression, and the same male could understand what the other party was thinking when he rolled his eyes.

"Madam is not at home, it is inconvenient to entertain you, why don't you leave an address and contact me when Madam comes back?" His face still maintained a kind demeanor, in fact, Mori Ogai was about to vomit to death in his heart-it's okay to be so tall What are you doing!Do you know if you block other people's sun?

Verlaine moved his fingers, wanting to kill this unsightly chicken on the spot, but he sneaked in secretly and illegally this time, and he didn't want to expose his whereabouts prematurely.The residential complex where Attila lives looks relatively high-end, and if there is a homicide, the police will be more aggressive in investigating it, which is contrary to the principle of keeping a low profile, so we can only leave this guy with regret.

Wait until you finish your business before you come back to do it, and you must dispose of it before leaving the country.

Attila, how dare you choose anyone other than me!

He nodded: "No need, please tell 'Paul to visit' when Attila comes back, she knows how to find me. Thank you." He glanced at the oriental man in front of him with a bit of arrogance, and snorted coldly Turning around to leave, Mori Ogai raised his eyebrows, looking at the stranger's back thoughtfully: "It seems that Madam's past is exciting enough, and there are many romantic stories we don't know about, don't you think so, Dazai-kun ?”

The boy picked up Adrian who was also squeezed out of curiosity and looked out: "Mr. Sen, don't you know everything?"

"How could it be?" The man smiled cunningly and innocently: "I'm not the kind of stingy man who secretly investigates my wife's ex-boyfriend."

"No more than reasonable monitoring."

Pooh!You obviously are!

The black-haired boy put this sentence on his face for three seconds, and then wiped it clean: "Yes, BOSS, I will arrange it now." Walking back to the bedroom, he called Rimbaud who was far away in Bodo to complain.

As soon as Verlaine walked to the entrance and exit of this community, he was surrounded by three police cars that suddenly appeared.

"Please show your ID!" The leading policeman saluted, his tone tactful but undeniable.The so-called extraterritoriality of foreigners depends on whether there is a complaint. If someone claims power, the police still have to take care of it, otherwise the hearts of taxpayers will be chilled.

It’s been said that it’s illegal infiltration, so where is there any valid certificate? If so, what’s the trouble? Wouldn’t it be nice to just go through the customs?

Verlaine wanted to get mad, but he held back in the end—the Espionage Bureau didn't let him go on vacation, he had a lot of work, and he didn't have time to spend chasing and fleeing with the police.He only said that he did not carry his ID with him in the hotel, and that if necessary, he would ask the police to go to the hotel with him to get it.

Normally, foreigners can get rid of entanglements by putting on such an upright and reasonable appearance. Unfortunately, the police officers in Yokohama have seen a lot of moths in recent years, and they don't believe his nonsense at all.He directly opened the police car door and invited this suspicious guy to the police station for tea. If there is any problem, the person who came to release him on bail will naturally bear the responsibility. Anyway, it cannot be said that they did not act.

The author has something to say: Highlights of this chapter

Mori sensei

Open the door

an expired hat

fall in front of the door

This uncle is really bad!

感谢在2020-02-0810:20:23~2020-02-0910:56:12期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 12 bottles of Langyue Yinhua; Ji, who tried to cultivate immortality. 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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