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

The tender green lawn stretches to the horizon, seemingly endless.Under the only big tree that can provide shade, a long-haired woman is sitting at a white round table leisurely eating snacks and drinking tea. Opposite her, Ebisu continues to be busy.He has no memory of his ancestor Ebisu, but he is still gentle and tolerant towards this human friend who is not a believer.

Whenever she wants to come to the shrine for a walk, she can see the owner here. Although it's just a tea break and the other working with her head down, the atmosphere becomes inexplicably quiet and serene.

Because Iwaya was standing behind Ebisu all the time, Aton didn't dare to sit down, and guarded Rimbaud carefully, hesitating to speak without looking desperate.

Who is this serious man with black hair and green eyes!

Adrian sat contentedly on her lap.With a natural intimacy from the gods that gave it its form, cats have nothing to fear.It stretched its paws on the edge of the table and raised its ears to look up. The constantly turning papers on the opposite side made the cat's paws itchy, and it wanted to go over and scratch it a few times.

The black cat stood on tiptoe and nimbly jumped onto the table, sniffing here and there, and pressed the flipping report in Ebisu's hand under its paws.

Um!Cat's paw has to be on top!

"?" The black-haired young man raised his head and stared blankly at the troublesome black cat in front of him: "..."

"Meow~" Adrian, who was found making trouble, immediately sat dignified and well-behaved, with his tail circled on his paws, as if it wasn't the cat that had printed a plum blossom seal on someone else's document just now.

"This cat...?"

This is a monster, not a cat demon, but it has the form of a cat, and even its behavior is deeply cat-like.These are not important, what is important is that this monster can enter his shrine without being rejected, and the power that maintains the cat's appearance is very familiar-it is his own divine power.

Rimbaud didn't know the story behind the cat. He put down his teacup and caught the cat back and put it on his lap: "Adrian is a stray cat I picked out from the trash can. Before I knew it, she was already a big cat!" With a smile, he rubbed his cheek against the cat's ear, in exchange for the cat's lingering and soft cry.

Ebisu stared at the black cat for a minute, and finally chose to give up: "It's cute."

She really likes this monster, and the monster bound by the gods can't hurt her. He doesn't want to tear up the beautiful scene in front of him.As for why the former Ebisu collected a monster and turned it into a divine weapon and then secretly sent it to this woman... His intuition told him that there was no need to delve into it further.

Wishing for a good end to a good thing is a humble human feeling, and so are gods.The cool sea breeze blows over the treetops, bringing a feeling of soreness and inexplicable sadness.

So those who drink tea and snacks continue to drink tea and snacks, and those who look down at the report continue to look down at the report. Among the people present, only A Dun is fidgeting.Is it really okay?It seems that there is nothing wrong with it. Professor Rimbaud just visited friends and sat on a picnic. She didn't even say a few words to the man opposite. Why did she have the illusion of witnessing something terrible?

It's an illusion!Professor Rimbaud looks very harmonious no matter who he sits with. Whether it is the chief's office or the open-air lawn, it is not a sin for people to grow up well.

After tea, she sat under the tree and read a book for a while, before getting up to leave around three or four in the afternoon.Yanya took the order to see them off, standing under the torii gate and watching the guests go away.

"The...professor?"

The young man moaned and chirped to look at her expression secretly, and Rimbaud noticed his eyes turned sideways: "Mr. Sen knows, he is my friend. He had an accident a few years ago and lost his memory. He used to be busy going to class every day. I don’t have time, I’m finally resting now, I think it’s good to visit friends if I have time. What do you think?”

No problem.

The kind-hearted young man suddenly realized that it was the friend who was worried about losing his memory that would visit him in the most everyday and casual state. Do you hope he can remember anything?

Rimbaud is actually lazy.I'm too lazy to change into formal clothes, and I'm too lazy to spend time preparing gifts. Anyway, the little tiger has a picnic basket, so it's fine if you don't have empty hands!

"Don't worry! I'll keep it secret for you!" A-Dun instantly filled in 60 words.

He felt that the professor was kind, but Mr. Mori might not be able to accept the picture of his wife sitting with others in harmony. If he couldn't explain things clearly, as long as he didn't get bumped into by the person involved, he didn't need to explain it!

Rimbaud: "..."

Well, as long as you like it.Obviously looking for a clean and comfortable place to daze in a daze, why is it as if I cheated on you when it comes to your mouth?

The two walked one after the other, halfway she suddenly wanted to eat soba noodles.No matter how omnipotent Aden's housework is, there is no way to make food without reserve materials, but the professor just wants to eat it suddenly, so they can only install Adri in a picnic basket and go out of the community to find an authentic soba noodle restaurant.

This kind of shop is not difficult to find. Although it always appears in the alleys of old neighborhoods, good taste can attract many customers.

Rimbaud ordered three bowls of soba noodles in clear soup, one bowl for himself and two bowls for Aton.After eating, check out and leave, pack three portions and take them home.

Walking out of the small shop, the sun is already close to the horizon, and all kinds of passers-by are hurrying.She put her hand on her hat and picked up the picnic basket with the cat in it, and handed the soba noodles to Adun to hold it in her hand.The two walked through the intersection one after the other. Rimbaud was turning around to speak to Atsushi Nakajima who was stuck behind him, when he suddenly let go of his hat and pulled him to avoid the other side.

The soba noodles were stuck with something white that could hardly be seen, and even the noodles with soup were spilled all over the floor. Passers-by screamed and ran away.

Atsushi Nakajima was stunned and stopped in front of Rimbaud, trying to protect her as he said.In the direction he was staring at, a thin figure walked out against the flow of people: "You know that man in black, where is he?"

The visitor was a young man with a vicious expression.He was wearing a light-colored windbreaker, and the hem of the windbreaker was stained with soba noodle soup—it turned out that the white thing that could not be seen just now was his hem.The young man had a sickly look on his face, probably because his body was really weak, and the hair hanging down his temples changed from black to white like rabbit ears.

Rimbaud thought about what he said, she knew a lot of people in black, and even her "work clothes" were black... So who is this guy talking about?

It took her a long time to think, the boy lost his patience, and the hem of his windbreaker turned into a white sharp knife and charged straight at him.A-Dun met the cloth blade without dodging. Seeing that the two were about to fight together, after a pale golden flash, they were locked in separate subspace cubes.

"The man in black you mentioned, do you have any other characteristics?" Professor Lan Bo decided to answer the question before charging the price. It was also because she was in a good mood today that she didn't beat the minor in the street.

She didn't wait for an answer, and her acquaintance Oda Sakunosuke ran over while apologizing to the person next to him: "Professor, are you not injured?"

Assaulting a pregnant woman, you can't complain even if you are beaten to death.He looked at the two teenagers who were locked in the small black room, and bowed: "I'm sorry, I didn't manage Ryunosuke well."

"Well... we'll talk about that later. What's this kid's name?" Since someone took the responsibility, she let the two teenagers go.

"Rashomon!" The boy with hair like rabbit ears attacked again with a different ability.Rimbaud was not so good-tempered this time, he grabbed the white cloth blade with his bare hands, tied it to the lamp post beside him, and tied it with a bow.

Also moving at the same time was Oda Sakunosuke, who raised his hand and pressed on the boy's head so that he had to bow his head: "This is the child I just picked up by the Tsurumi River a few days ago, named Akutagawa Ryunosuke, Looking for someone who took his sister."

Rimbaud blinked, and suddenly realized after extracting the key words—it seems that this is another debt left by his youngest son outside.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke struggled hard under the palm of the temporary owner, unable to escape, not to mention that Rashomon was tied to a street lamp and could not be taken back...

A little sad.

She admired the confusion for a while, and then found a very serious problem - when Dazai asked her whether she had a cat or a dog, the cat was sure to be Atsushi Nakajima who would become a big cat.The word about the dog...doesn't it refer to this one?No wonder, it is indeed not an easy breed to raise.

"Sakunosuke, have you seen Dazai recently?" She asked inadvertently, the red-haired young man didn't think much about it: "Well, I did, the day I picked up Ryunosuke."

Okay, the case is solved, it really is a romantic debt left by the son outside.

She shifted her gaze to Akutagawa boy again: "I probably know who you are talking about, but in your current state, can you take good care of your sister?"

Ryunosuke got stuck, and then struggled more intensely: "Give me back my sister!"

"But...you can only take her to live in the sewer, and if you don't eat three meals, your life will be in danger at any time." Rimbaud didn't care about pricking other people's hearts at all.

Her attitude explained many problems, Oda Sakunosuke understood something: "Is it him?"

The professor nodded, that's right, it's him, it's him.

"This kid also smashed my soba noodles, three servings, for family dinner." She accused the murderer blankly, and Oda Sakunosuke looked sympathetically at the boy who suddenly became slumped under his palm.

Rimbaud added: "Compensation! Do you have money?"

Of course Ryunosuke Akutagawa had no money, and even the clothes on his body were sponsored one by one by others.

"Penniless... oh~?" The French are almost the most sarcastic type in Europe. The most popular satirical jargon in international conferences before the war was Parisian. They can use every adjective and every tone change to try their best to express The opponent was furious.

As a professor of linguistics, Rimbaud can of course speak vocabulary in a thousand and one rounds. Obviously, it is just a normal description that can make people hear the meaning of "you are so poor, what the hell are you thinking?".

Without waiting for Oda Sakunosuke to plead, Rimbaud took Adrian out of the picnic basket and ran along its shiny fur: "You don't even have the money for three bowls of soba noodles, and you have the face to let your sister live with you indefinitely." Eat and sleep in the open?"

The black-haired boy stared up at her, showing the eyes of a bloodthirsty beast.

Yo, it's still a puppy with sharp teeth.

"If I can admit it, I will order that person to return my sister to you."

Rimbaud didn't know how much trouble this sentence caused him.

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