Every time I go home my wife is in a different world

Early the next morning, the road in front of the villa was full of luxury cars. After reporting to Rimbaud and getting permission, Masuda led the deacons sent by various wealthy families into the courtyard.A deck chair was arranged next to the rose garden, and the hostess covered a blanket and leaned lazily on it to bask in the sun, her long black hair curled up in a charming arc by the breeze.

"Good day, Mrs. Rimbaud." The wife of the leader of PortMafia did not change her surname after marriage. The correct way is to still use her original surname.

The curious and frightened lady opened her eyes and sat up: "Well, the little guests are probably already up, please wait a moment."

"Thank you for lending a helping hand, ma'am." There are always too many polite words, and the host and them have nothing to say, just go back and forth.Masuda came up again and brought these people to entertain them. The maid skirt he wore that he had never changed obviously left a deep impression on others, so that the deacons who came to pick up the young master looked at Rimbaud with indescribable eyes. Emotions.

What a life for this young and beautiful lady!Did even the servants have to wear skirts to prevent menacing men from appearing around her?

Lord of PortMafia, such horrors!

After breakfast, the teenagers who visited last night left one after another, and Xu Wanghuan surrounded Zhongya and wanted to hang out with his "brother".He is a child who attaches great importance to the bondage of family members. He completed the self-guided strategy overnight and accepted the setting of an additional "relative". He couldn't wait to integrate into the other's world without knowing the "cousin" at all.

Zhong would not reject other people's sincere kindness, but for some reason he was a bit repulsed by this guy, the two sides were in the strange see-saw of trying to get rid of and sticking to each other.

Zhongyuan Zhong also couldn't get rid of the entanglement of an ordinary person. Who would believe this matter?

"Okay Zhongye, you young people, go out and play together." Probably she needs someone to help build a step, so she nodded "reluctantly" when she said this: "You can't stand up straight and talk, listen to you I'm sick of the sound."

As he said that, he looked at Osamu Dazai, who was crowded among the Hitachi-in brothers, who was researching and plotting something from several meters away.

"Let me tell you, the voices of you and Dazai are a bit similar. I felt something strange yesterday. It's really interesting." Professor Rimbaud looked at his cheap nephew and then at his youngest son with a smile. Dazai, who was lying on the table and laughing, was as cautious as a small animal confirming its territory.

"That's our foolish Highness."

"But the people are not bad."

"Barely worth admitting."

"The problem is that it's just too stupid."

"That's it!"

The Hitachi brothers always liked to talk together, even at the same speed.They like to play the game of "guess which is Xin/Hight" with others, and the only one who can achieve [-]% accuracy is the natural girl Haruhi Fujioka.

But today things are different. The two "cousins" of His Highness the Fool seem to be able to tell the difference between the twins, which surprised them quite a bit.

"Nah~ How about this~"

"Aunt Attila, play a game with us~"

The two boys who seemed to be copied and pasted let go of their prank collaborators and approached Professor Rimbaud: "Let's play together~"

"If you win," said a man with a mysterious face.

"If you win," said the other with a sly look on his face.

"If you win, we'll make Dazai wear a skirt!" The two boys smiled viciously, and their eyes glanced at several "maids" standing in the corner waiting for orders.

"What if I lose?" Rimbaud thought it was very interesting, Dazai was willing to bet on himself, there must be more to this game.

"Of course let Chuya wear a skirt!" The black-haired boy also came up and quickly took out his phone from his pocket to stand by: "I will take a lot of photos for backup!"

Dumbfounded, Zhongye was furious when he finally realized it: "It's none of my business! Why did you drag me into the water!"

In a sense, the three teenagers, like triplets, crossed their shoulders and pretended not to hear anything. "La la la" ran around Rimbaud sprinkled with flowers, and Chun Fei, who was accustomed to this style of painting, sighed and comforted this "difficult brother" : "It's okay, I'm used to wearing men's clothes for no reason..."

In the face of the wonderful male public relations department of Yinglan High School, ordinary human beings are completely unable to figure out their brain circuits.

"It's strange to wear men's clothing. Attila sometimes wears men's clothing... Wait! You are just an ordinary high school girl, why do you wear men's clothing?" In his eyes, he is like an orange cat that screams loudly and raises its paws to threaten, it will only make people want to ruffle his orange fur.

Chun Fei, who finally met a normal species among the evil rich people, sighed: "Everything starts with that vase worth 800 million..."

The living room was filled with the sound of boys playing. The natural girl told a story that saddened the listener and shed tears. After listening to it, Zhong also looked at a loss: "Ah? So you sold yourself? It's only 800 million That's all, what a big deal."

800 million yen, not US dollars, he likes the locomotive that has been fancy for a long time but can't buy it, so he can only buy a vase and smash it for fun.

"..."

Damn rich!

The orange-haired boy scratched his cheeks and suddenly came up with a stroke of genius: "If you really don't want to stay in the men's public relations department, I can lend you money to pay off the debt first, and then pay it back slowly when you are able in the future. What? Sample?"

The living room suddenly fell into dead silence. Yinglan's male publicists never expected that there could be such a simple and straightforward person in this world, and 800 million can kill someone no matter how cheap it is. Why did you say it so easily?

"What's the big deal? Is money important? The most important thing is people." He scratched his hair impatiently, stood up and took out his bank card in his pocket, completely ignoring the Xuwang ring that was about to petrify and crack. Hōkyōya with glasses, Honey and Takashi who eat snacks, and the Hitachi brothers and Osamu Dazai who are watching a good show.Of course he didn't look at Fujioka Haruhi who was equally dazed.

"It must be easy to be deceived..." The natural girl kept speaking straightforwardly: "You must be often deceived."

You don't even need to ask for proof to lend a huge sum of money to others. If you are not deceived, whoever is deceived!

"Hey, who dares." Want to be crushed by gravity?

"You just want to leave dad that much? Chunfei... woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." completely unacceptable to "baby girl" who was pried away by "brother" and came rushing in tears He pulled it away: "It's too ugly to cling to girls like this, can you stop being like Dazai who always provokes women and makes you bloody, and you receive all kinds of threatening letters every day, including but not limited to breaking up bombs and the like. "One Dazai is scary enough, one Xuwanghuan plus two Hitachi-in is basically equal to another Dazai, how can life be over!"

Coming to Karuizawa is a vacation, a vacation!Do you want to make it like a trial...?

"Although I really don't want to wear men's clothes all the time, I can't pass the trouble on to others. After all, this is my own responsibility. It's best if I can pay off the part-time job. Thank you."

The girl who reacted a little too late made a ninety-degree bow. Zhongye, who was not sure about the situation, subconsciously turned to Rimbaud for help silently. The professor, who had already seen the clue, raised her eyebrows and smiled connotatively.A light bulb suddenly lit up on the orange-haired boy's forehead, as if he understood something, he threw the "cousin" in his hand, turned around and left: "Really, if you want to hit the other, don't burn the fire on others!"

"Chunfei... Dad is really touched!"

The atmosphere in the living room regained its flow and became brisk and harmonious. The "brother" almost pried off the corner of the wall (self-confessed) and surrounded Zhong Yezhuan enthusiastically and invited him to play in his villa—of course, other people also All were invited.

The game of the Hitachi Brothers has not yet started, and the two teenagers approached Professor Rimbaud again: "Hey, Aunt Attila, have you considered it yet?"

"Oh, you lost, this is Xin, this is Guang."

She didn't even hesitate, and simply distinguished between the two.The twins laughed and made faces together: "You guessed wrong!"

"No, I will not admit my mistake." Professor Lan Bo smiled mysteriously: "Besides the direction of the bangs, your facial expressions will have subtle differences due to different personalities. It is really difficult for ordinary people to distinguish, but for me, Ignoring the others and only starting with the expression is absolutely not wrong."

"After all, no matter how similar identical twins are, they can't even have the same personality. After all, you are still independent individuals from each other. How can you not be able to tell the difference through careful observation?"

She is indeed face-blind to Asians to a certain extent, but she is not blind. As a once-superior killer, her observation skills are no joke.

"Okay, you guys lost, I'm willing to bet and admit defeat." Miss Professor snapped her fingers, and Masuda appeared in response: "Ma'am!"

"Well, I have a long skirt that I haven't worn in the box, you go and get one. This child is already as tall as me, it must be very happy to receive a new gift from mother, isn't it Dazai?"

Masuda disappeared quickly, and Dazai smiled nonchalantly: "Of course I am willing to accept the bet. I am so happy to receive an extra gift!"

Soon he got the "new gift" and pulled the Hitachi brothers to serve as staff officers. Soon a tall girl with black long hair appeared in front of everyone wearing a lake blue skirt and white shirt. And sympathetic—the guy even tied a red bow in his wig.

"Too many bandages."

"He won't undo it."

"It's really impossible."

"It can only be done first."

The boy who only took off the bandage over his left eye was not at all awkward in a skirt, and even circled around Zhong to ask him what suggestions he had.

"You're perverted!" Zhong Ya frowned and dodged backwards, if he wasn't wearing a skirt now, he would definitely have kicked him in the face.

Professor Lan Bo took a photo and sent it to Mr. Mori. After putting away his mobile phone, he waved them out: "You all go out and play. It's rare to come to Karuizawa from Tokyo. Have a good time. If you have any troubles, call me."

Dazai's self-esteem is not low, so he won't bet on such an obvious losing bet.And he didn't play tricks or break the contract, but put on a skirt along the way, he must have something to do.It's better to let him do as he wants, and he only needs to be responsible for cleaning up the aftermath of the cubs.

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