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

Using a pile of fruits, vegetables, snacks and snacks to "redeem" his beloved pet back, Rimbaud drove to the handmade kimono shop that he had mentioned before--this handicraft refers to all handwork from silkworm raising to finished garments. The kind that doesn't even use a sewing machine.

The world professors of rich people don't understand much. The amount of Mr. Mori's private money is indeed a mystery. Why don't we discuss this issue tonight.

She put her son in the car and looked at Adrian, then got out of the car and walked into the roadside tailor shop, and came out 5 minutes later with two big bags.These things don't look like the clothes that Dazai had guessed earlier, the black-haired boy managed to raise a little interest when he saw them.

"What?" He stretched out his hand to grab a bag from the passenger seat and drag it over to look at it, but Rimbaud stuffed another one as if he had eyes behind his back: "This one belongs to you, and that one belongs to Zhongye."

"?" He opened the bag and the washi paper wrapped in textiles, and inside was a... chubby doll with black hair and iris eyes, wearing a sand-colored long coat with a three-layered skirt with sleeves, and a bandage on its body , a small patch was sewn on the back as if a note had been pasted—【Disqualification in the World】.

Dazai put the doll in front of him, frowned and observed, then stretched out his hand to poke the doll's face, and he poked a hole in the fat Q-version bun's face quickly: "The expression is too ordinary and normal, [Disqualification in the World] Is it Is it such an impersonal ability?"

"I think it's okay. I originally wanted Shibusawa-san to design a smiling or cute face...in the end it failed. He said that just thinking of your smiling face makes me feel cold." Not to mention the stress later. Almost didn't cry...

"I really hope that his family's opal will come to play with Adrian again today!" He sighed sincerely, and Professor Rimbaud stepped on the brake slightly: "Honey, Samoyed's skin is not suitable for a porch carpet."

"How could it be? I can give him back a cute and energetic dog stuffed with goose feathers."

This topic is a bit scary. In order not to be condemned by dog ​​lovers, Professor Rimbaud took the initiative to divert his attention: "First eat, and then send you to the port?"

Out of respect for his mother, the "filial son" leaned on the back seat and opened his mouth: "I want to eat something that is not spicy, and it can't be too sour or sweet, and it can't be hot..."

"Shut up, beef rice bowl or sushi, these are the only two options." The authoritarian and reliable adult rejected the underage's demon behavior, and the latter said annoyedly: "Then seafood sushi, and crab roe and Crabmeat."

"Row."

Rimbaud first found a pet shop to deposit Adrian, and then took Dazai to the sushi restaurant to order what he wanted.After he finished eating slowly, he specially packed beef rice, took the cat with him, and arrived at the bottom of the PortMafia building after a lot of twists and turns.

Of course, the dolls were lying in the car together and couldn’t be brought into the workplace. The cat, the son and the packed lunch were brought upstairs—Mr. Amazingly beautiful love!

Dazai turned away secretly and curled his lips: "Hey."

In fact, she just forgot that Chuya participated in school activities today and didn't work at PortMafia, and she couldn't just throw away an extra meal...it was too wasteful.

"I'll go back first, you guys are busy." After expressing the son to the port, the professor left gracefully, carrying the cat and two dolls home.

I don’t know what Chuya’s expression will be when she comes back at night and sees [Dirty Sadness]. To be honest, she’s looking forward to it—Mr. Shibusawa is simply a genius designer. Don’t be too cute with the black cape pumpkin skirt and lace top hat, Lian Sen Mr. can't stand it.

With this kind of anticipation, the professor who released the cat back home opened the lesson plan in a happy mood.

……

"So, why did you drag me after you were drinking with your friends?" The gentle young man pushed his glasses a little madly.

It's just a curry meal with you, and I didn't come here empty-handed. Can't those fruits offset my precious time and labor?

Every strand of Ango Sakaguchi's hair was filled with the desire to complain, and Sakunosuke Oda, who was leading the way in front of him, raised his hands and scratched his face in a daze: "I just thought you might become good friends with him."

"That child will always show a lonely expression unintentionally. I didn't want to intervene casually, but... I really don't feel at ease. If no one reaches out to help, I feel that he will embark on a very bad road. "

Unaware that he was once again being used by different people to coax a certain black-haired cub, Ango sighed, "So? You are no longer satisfied with adopting orphans, or what? What is it? A middle school boy who is in a sensitive period Do you urgently need the enlightenment of social people? Philosophy is only my elective major, and it is not used for this.”

"You can't be like that kind of unscrupulous relative who just takes any word you don't understand and asks the unlucky guy who has taken a foreign language. Take it easy, it may just be Roman Pinyin!"

"Ah... that's not what I meant." Oda Sakunosuke scratched his cheek again: "I just simply hope that good friends and good friends can also become good friends."

Ango: "I just didn't expect Sakunosuke to be so...youthful...and a girl deep in your heart?"

"You can directly say that I am naive, I have no objection." He really had no objection, and pushed open the door of a bar by the roadside: "Please."

"..." The two of us, who is PortMafia?

This bar is very interesting. The signboard is the head of a man smoking a pipe with red stripes on a white background. The first thing you see when you open the door is the downward stairs.

"..."

"What are you looking at, Ango?" Oda Sakunosuke walked down a few steps and then turned around, a little confused why he was standing still.Ango Sakaguchi pushed his glasses: "I was wondering, did the boss arrange the bar underground because it is safer to go up the stairs than down the stairs, so that the guests who drink too much can walk out the door?"

This time the person who didn't know what to say was replaced by a red-haired young man, and he could only answer honestly: "Is that so!"

Suddenly there was laughter in the bar that was trying to suppress but couldn't. It sounded very young, maybe it was the person Oda just mentioned.

Ango Sakaguchi didn't say anything, and walked down behind his friend, and saw a thin figure in a black suit facing them from the back.

To be honest, Mr. Sakaguchi said that he didn't really want to see this color.

I just got off work!

I don't know why, but seeing this back makes my stomach ache a little.Oda-kun, when did the boat of our friendship leak and I didn't notice it at all! ?

"Ah, Odasaku, long time no see, you're finally here." The person lying on the bar raised his glass to signal, and when he slowly turned around, Ango Sakaguchi's stomach hurt even more.

Why the fuck?

Lao Tzu is just an innocent undercover agent, why would he meet the toughest person in the hidden organization other than the BOSS outside of working hours?

These are all sufferings in the world!

Can't social animals have human rights?

However, it is useless even if he spit out a "Theory of the Fall" from the bottom of his heart at this moment, professional ethics and desire to survive are asking him to play the next role well.

Just... just pretend you didn't recognize him and don't know.Anyway, he is just a spy directly under the leader hiding in the dark, and apart from the leader himself, even the cadres may not know his identity.Besides, he just came back from a long business trip abroad, so cognitive impairment is simply normal.

Oda Sakunosuke didn't know that his friend had written a small paper in his heart in just a short moment. He took off his sand-colored coat and put it on his arm and walked over: "I brought a friend, I think you won't mind."

The boy responded in a strange tone: "No, I don't mind, not at all."

After a brief introduction to each other, Ango sat in the seat farthest from Dazai across Oda Sakunosuke——stomach hurts!

There were three identical glasses of wine on the bar, Oda put his coat on the bar, raised his glass and asked Dazai, "Why do I suddenly want to have a drink today?"

"Maybe it's because you suddenly feel better! Ah, by the way, Odasaku, what interesting work have you done recently?" The boy poked the ice ball in the wine glass, and the transparent ball in the light golden liquid was covered He poked up and down.The red-haired young man next to him stretched out his fingers and started counting: "Together we helped customers find lost pet dogs, we picked up colleagues three times, we settled two neighborhood disputes, we took care of cats for others, we did four bodyguards, and we were temporarily seconded to dismantle two." bomb."

He actually counted all the jobs and put down his hands: "Is there anything you find interesting?"

An Wu was horrified to see the black-haired boy raised his hand and tapped on his forehead: "As expected, dismantling the bomb is fun! Call me next time?"

"That's someone else's job, don't you have your own job, and how interesting is dismantling bombs? If something goes wrong, people will die. Do you take your own life seriously!" He couldn't help it When the words came to their lips, the remaining two turned to look at them at the same time, one silently applauded in their eyes, and the other looked like a brat who had found a new toy.

Sakaguchi Ango: "..."

My life is over! ...

At some point outside the bar, it began to rain heavily in autumn. Ships, large and small, were waiting to set sail from the port, and more ocean-going cargo ships would arrive at the port later.A large number of people and goods are flowing like blood, and the port is like a heart that continuously pumps this blood into the inland hinterland, and at the same time converts these incoming and outgoing goods flows into capital flows, creating almost unimaginable profits.

There are endless stacks of containers stacked on the dock warehouse. Even if there are a few more people in that one, they will not be noticed by the dock workers. The shadows that are difficult to distinguish by vision just come out of the containers in twos and threes, gradually converging into a A stream, then quietly melted into the vibrant aorta.

作者有话要说：玩偶的衣服就是官方四格《文豪野犬汪》里面的魔法少女双黑星……【人间失格】就是游戏里死活打不出伤害的那张卡！感谢在2020-03-0510:45:42~2020-03-0611:18:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Mo Nian and Zhu Jiuyin;

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