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

"Ah... um..." At this critical moment, Ango's desire to survive was magnified to the highest level.He immediately continued the first half of the sentence and continued: "But Dazai looks like you... quite similar."

Conscience...a little pain.But... don't want to die.

"Huh?" Dazai expressed that he loved hearing this sentence, moved forward and used his expression to urge him to continue describing.Ango Sakaguchi was about to cry: "The color of the hair is very similar, the color of the eyes is also very similar, they are all tall, and they are all very thin..."

How else can you be like, you are a European and an Asian, where else can you be like?Can't you see that I'm just making a logical compliment?

Can you stop being serious in this kind of place?

But Dazai was very satisfied after listening to it, he picked up Adrian who was squatting beside him and watched the joke, and rubbed it: "Just say it, I am the real one!"

Very well, he felt that the boat of friendship between him and Ango Sakaguchi seemed to be salvaged from the bottom of the sea to make up for it and continue sailing.

Professor Rimbaud didn't say anything, and when Yato came out of the kitchen, he brought some hot spring steamed buns to the guests for them to take away.When there were only two people left in the room, they took the youngest son by the collar and turned them over on the sofa. With a flick of the belt wrapped around his arms, he slapped his buttocks.

Dazai let out an "Aww" and tried to run with his arms and legs.If it wasn't Rimbaud, maybe he could have escaped, but it was Rimbaud who was going to beat him up today.

"Wow! I was wrong!", "I was wrong, I was wrong!", "I shouldn't bully your students.", "I shouldn't lie..."

The professor turned a deaf ear until the black-haired boy shouted "I shouldn't put myself in danger", and then put down the raised belt.

"You and Ango are friends, aren't you? I don't care how you get along with each other. As for the cheating you mentioned, cheating is cheating. People who are cheated think they are unlucky. The only thing is, you shouldn't put Put yourself in a dangerous situation."

She rewrapped the belt around her arm and covered it with her sleeve, reached out to rub the back of Dazai's hairy head and the back of his neck: "You are not worthless, child. There are still people in the world who will feel sad because of your misfortune."

"Aren't you very skilled at acting like a baby? Why do you become so stupid when it's really time to act like a baby?"

A total of six pumps were drawn, and the pump was so strong that Dazai couldn't even turn over, lying on the sofa in silence.

Adrian was frightened and went back to the cat's litter. Rimbaud sat next to his little son and touched him along the spine: "I want you to remember that you are very important. It doesn't mean that you are important in function, but that you are important." For me, every family member and every child is very important."

It took a while before he heard a muffled "hmm": "Do you believe in parallel spaces?"

If you don't believe me, just listen to a story to pass the time.

Rimbaud thought about the world that Mr. Mori entered by mistake, and nodded without hesitation: "I believe. There must be different us in other worlds."

Dazai tried his best to support his upper body, and Rimbaud stretched out his hand to push him back: "I know the strength of my pumping, it must be very painful, just lie down and talk."

He said "hmm" again: "I saw a parallel world from a certain channel. Oda Saku, Ango, and I are good friends, and because of something, one of them died."

"Hmm..." Rimbaud raised his head and thought for a moment: "Oda is the one who died, no matter how powerful he is, it will be difficult to survive with so many children."

"So, what you want but can't say is to let Oda Sakunosuke and his children live well, right?"

The furry head under the palm moved, and Rimbaud thought it meant a nod.

"I understand, Zui Zhou will accept your commission. But boy, please touch my price. You can't afford it now. Work to earn money and pay off your debts!"

Dazai didn't explain the details very clearly, and she didn't need to ask extra.There are too many dangers that a person may encounter in his life, but there are not so many that are truly fatal.

Oda Sakunosuke is an admirable young man, and Rimbaud doesn't mind reaching out to help him.Besides, isn't he Zhongye's former "nanny"? If the nanny is bullied, his son's face will be very bright?

"Okay, I hope this is the last time I hit you, if you think so too."

After she left for a while, the refrigerator door opened and closed again, and the sofa cushion next to her sank again: "Move, take off your pants for me."

"Huh? That's not good, isn't it a bit too fast? Is the door locked?" Dazai blurted out and was quite eager to try, and immediately received a slap on the back of the head: "Aren't you ready?"

The stalwart Miss Professor stood up and slapped the cat's paws away, and stripped off his trousers neatly, leaving a pair of underpants for him to maintain his dignity for the sake of his size and age.

Except for the first blow, which was directly on the buttocks, the other strokes were mainly distributed in the thick fleshy place behind the legs.Looking at it now, it can be clearly seen that there are blood spots in the purple, and the swelling is about as thick as a finger placed horizontally.

Whoever beat him will clean up the aftermath, Rimbaud debrides the wound with iodophor, Dazai is ticklish and dishonest, twisting around like a cat to avoid the cotton wool.When she was in a hurry, she directly pressed her legs against him to control his movements, applied iodophor, took medicine, and put a few ice packs through the towel, pulled out the quilt to cover him, and then sat down again to organize the first aid kit.

When Nakaya came back with Mr. Mori in the evening, Dazai was still lying on the sofa under the quilt and hugging the [Disqualification in the World] pillow. There was a bottle of drink in front of him, and the boy was chewing on a straw while drinking and playing with his phone.

"You bastard, what are you doing again?" Zhong also couldn't see him putting on a leisurely face when others were too busy to die, and wanted to pull him up when he stepped forward.Rimbaud's voice came from the kitchen: "Zhongye is here to help."

Before Yato left, he helped her make dinner by the way, put it in the microwave to warm it up and take it out.When Chuya heard her voice, he let go of Dazai who was slumped into a cat cake on the sofa, and Rimbaud stuffed all the housework into his hands: "I have something to 'communicate' with Mr. Mori, you eat first, don't worry about Dazai, I beat him up today."

oh!so!

The orange-haired boy specially brought dinner to a place where Dazai could see and smell it, but he couldn’t eat it. Mr. Mori, who put away his mobile phone and stopped looking at business, wanted to go to the kitchen to get the dishes, but his wife stopped him at the kitchen door: "You come here , I have something to ask you."

She leaned against the wall and raised her hand to pin a strand of hair behind her ear. Her slender wrist didn't look aggressive, revealing a delicate and fragile beauty.He shook his head, followed her upstairs and into the bedroom: "Today, Dazai had some small conflicts with his friends, do you want to hear about it?"

What kind of person Mori Ogai is, he thinks about it, and when he turns his eyes, he thinks of the "kidnapping case" a few days ago.

It's always... It's better to be beaten in the office and save some face.

"Well...Madam, listen to my explanation?" He stretched out his hand and carefully helped her straighten the wrinkles of her home dress skirt. Rimbaud smiled with a good temper: "Well, you explain, I'm listening."

downstairs.

Naka also caught a piece of fish for Dazai to see, and then put it into Adrian's cat food bowl, and the black cat went in and sucked it in.The black-haired boy laughed blackly and was about to open his mouth to taunt, when there was a series of loud noises from the master bedroom upstairs, and there was a pause of five or six seconds. The nurse comes out.As the door closed again, the loud noise broke out again.

Alice: "..."

It's normal that the trash superhuman can't beat Professor Rimbaud, so she can't beat the opponent's supernatural life form either.

The treatment of Mr. Lisen in the bedroom is much worse than that of Dazai. The middle-aged uncle is not as likable as the handsome boy. Of course, as the instigator, he has no chance of being exempted.

The belt in Rimbaud's hand was chasing after him as if he had eyes, and he couldn't dodge it no matter what.

After a slap in the face, she picked up her tie and punched him in the face, unable to run away or beat him, the leader raised his hands in surrender: "Ma'am, there is really no lie this time... "

"But it's not all true, is it?"

She threw away the broken belt casually, straightened her hair and said, "Have you thought about your will?"

The dying Mr. Mori shook his finger: "It's the truth, madam, you understand."

The importance of the organization's survival does not need to be emphasized again and again. Rimbaud can understand things like business licenses for abilities.This is truly something worth clinging to at any cost.She could understand his motives, but couldn't forgive the utter deception.

"I understand, but what does that have to do with me being very angry now?"

"Why didn't you just ask me openly and honestly in the first place?"

Mr. Mori hesitated for a while, and finally tilted his head and said in a daze: "Because... madam will be unhappy. Only you, madam, I don't want to take advantage of. The original intention of allowing Dazai-kun to act independently is also not to want madam to be involved This is pretending to be troublesome."

"What's the matter?" Rimbaud dragged the only intact chair and sat down: "I have long been used to being used by others, so I don't have to worry about not being able to protect myself in it."

"But... I heard it, Madam said no in her heart. Since you don't want it, then don't let this bother you." There was an unprecedented soft light in the purple eyes, and he stretched out his hand to hold her slightly red fingertips : "The Ability Secret Service Division has wronged Madam, so she will definitely trust her even more in the future. As for the current chaos, Madam can easily watch from the sidelines, and no one will disturb her."

"You seem to despise me a little?" She raised her eyebrows with a rebellious expression.

"It's not contempt, but..." He suddenly scratched the hair sticking to his face a little foolishly: "I cherish it. My wife, how can you be willing to make you unhappy about these trivial things?"

"I don't deny that during this period, there is indeed the meaning of forcing the Ability Secret Service to be unable to use its trump card and have to bow to me, but I have long since stopped treating you as a tool. Sorry, can you forgive me for being negligent and perfunctory?"

A normal person would probably be moved at this moment, unable to tell the difference between east and west, holding hands, looking at each other with tears, and then falling in love...Professor Rimbaud chose to punch someone again: "Are you very brave? Talk to me." Who is the tool man?"

Mori Ogai: "..."

Can't you follow the routine for a while?Just once!

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