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

Osamu Dazai sat in the living room of Rimbaud's house, and there were traces of another boy's life everywhere.He carefully watched it several times, and he was absolutely sure that this was what Mr. Sen called "the happiest child".

It is definitely impossible to say that I am not envious.The wife is extremely beautiful, three points bright and four points gorgeous, and the rest is all temptation, which seems to be a little confused, weakening the beauty of her soul-cutting sword like a sword, but making people unable to stop yearning for it.

The most important thing is... what she showed was full of pampering towards the child, almost overflowing.

Her tone of voice softened unconsciously when talking about "Zhongye", her cautiousness when packing up "Zhongye" homework, her proud tone when she mentioned "Zhongye", and her almost blind attitude towards "Zhongye". trust.

He decided to hate that guy named "Zhong Ye", just like A Zhai hated Xian Chong.

The boy intends to deliberately do some stupid things to attract Rimbaud's attention as he has done in the past, such as falling down suddenly, using wrong words, making a fool of himself with disheveled clothes, or acting exaggeratedly like a clown deliberately, and so on.Then she would cover her mouth, smile and close her eyes, and puff her cheeks obediently, and she would probably get the same treatment as that "Zhongye" from her.

He has observed too many examples, and it will not go wrong.

A woman is soft-hearted and sensual, and she will always show 120 points of maternal love to a clumsy and thin boy. He has tried these little tricks time and again.

Osamu Dazai glanced at the "props" around him, and finally set his sights on the bone china teacup not far away - it should be a good theme to accidentally knock over the teacup and burn your hands.

Rimbaud was sitting on the sofa chair two meters away from him, flipping through the new lesson plans, and the small animals not far away were scrambling back and forth without being honest for a moment.Not having much experience with this troublesome type of child, she could only pretend she was blind and deaf.What else can I do, I can only endure it.Or beat him up?With this bastard's thin appearance, she would have to call an ambulance for him as soon as he punched him down!

She's not even bothering with a fluffy cub.

This kind of hard work and patience was misunderstood by the other party... Gentle nature?

Think about it, the first visit was like a worm sitting and making noise frequently, such behavior would definitely attract reprimand, but she neither stared at him with disgust, nor pretended to be generous He walked away without giving any opinions or advice.

Is this what good mothers look like?And pretty, and gentle, and smart...whatever.

Hehe, that was the state when he had never seen Professor Rimbaud's ruthless "education". He directly eliminated Mr. Nakahara Chuya's second-stage "physics", and beat his son up and down jumping up and down, crying and howling, swearing that he would never have sex with those outside. Even if the other party looks pitiful, pitiful like a flock of sheep, they will never play together!

The black-haired boy twisted for a while, and suddenly his face turned blue and he stood up abruptly with a rather comical movement. His movements were too exaggerated, and he accidentally knocked over the bone china teacup in his hand.The water was spilled everywhere, the glass fell on the carpet and rolled away.

Just as Mr. Mori took out the heated bento, he saw that the black-haired boy he picked up was all over his body and wanted to act like a demon.

Professor Rimbaud pushed the monocle and looked over the teaching plan: "Pick up the cup and put it back."

Then there is no more then.

In addition to the bubbling malice in the child's eyes, there was also endless emptiness and numbness.He knew that he was doing something disgusting, he also understood the consequences of doing such a thing, and he could even see clearly the possible chain punishment.This thoroughness made him feel bored at the beginning of the game, because he already knew the ending.

Tsk, trouble.

If you want to act, I may not be willing to give you a ride!

She put down the lesson plan and took a clean towel and threw it into the arms of the black-haired boy: "Wipe it yourself, I need to change clothes and go to Mr. Sen."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Is this different from what you said?

The boy turned his head to look at the man who brought him here, who raised his eyebrows and smiled clearly.Mori Ogai continued to walk forward, placed the hot bento box in a place where it was not affected by the tea, turned around and entered the kitchen again.

Just escaped like this...

"You did it on purpose, making a fool of yourself and making mistakes on purpose. What do you want to do? Let others think you are harmless, or do you want to be accepted by this family?"

Professor Lan Bo hit the nail on the head, the black-haired boy shrank suddenly as if he had been severely beaten in the face, and the momentary fear made him break out in a cold sweat—she saw through, she knew, those little tricks and tricks, she just used her Now the cold and weary eyes saw themselves clearly.

He couldn't even utter the word "no", let alone justify and evade.

what to do?It was seen through, and the skin that was draped over the body to pretend to be a normal person was about to be peeled off, revealing a twisted and weird black monster underneath, with a big bald head, a deformed thin body, two white spots on the eyes, and no teeth in the mouth.

The little monster whose disguise was suddenly lifted was shivering, and then a heavy sigh sounded in his ears, and Weiliang pressed his fingers on his head and rubbed it forcefully: "Little devil, you think too much!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also opened the door with a soccer ball in his hand and was sweating profusely. This was the scene. His mother gently stroked the dog's head of another child and seemed to say something to comfort him. The only child's possessive desire suddenly rushed forward.

"Attila!"

No one dares to call mother's name directly if it's not being spoiled.

However, Professor Lan Bo felt sorry for his son. When he heard him shouting, he let go of the wild cat under his hand and walked over to push him into the bathroom: "It stinks! You're covered in sweat. Clean yourself up before you come out."

The disgust on her mouth and the smile in her eyes are real, much more sincere than her feelings for Mr. Mori.

The little monster, who thought he was about to be stripped of his disguise and thrown into the square to be burned at the stake, of course also saw the biggest "enemy" in his life.

It was a delicate and outstanding boy, shining brightly like the rising sun, the too dazzling light was a bit glaring.Especially for a monster like him who hides in the shadows and peeps secretly, it is the kind of existence that secretly envies the gnashing of teeth on his face.

Sure enough, I still want to hate him, not hating him is like denying myself.

Zhong Ye saw that his mother was more inclined towards him, and he felt very comfortable. He threw the football on the ground and stuffed the takeaway into the bucket kitchen before going into the bathroom.There was a rush, and 10 minutes later, he came out wearing short-sleeved home clothes and wiping his head: "Who is that on the sofa?"

Professor Rimbaud never entertained guests at home. Occasionally, Lin Qiaomei, a student who only had his mother besides his "nanny" Oda Sakunosuke, might also include Schrödinger's stepfather.Suddenly, a small wild animal of the same age as him appeared, and the well-bred, cute cutie had blown orange hairs and was extremely repulsive to strange cubs who invaded his territory.

"Who's on the sofa" perfectly replicated Mr. Mori's smile that "will definitely be beaten", and he sat up lazily——Miss Rimbaud saw through him just now and forgave him, what else is there to be afraid of?She knew his true nature, but she just sighed and patted his head. Isn't it a kind of indulgence.

She always forgives me in the end—somehow, he just has that confidence.

The eyes of the two little animals, who probably would never be able to face each other for a lifetime, met with sparks and lightning along the way.

Zhong also took the towel and walked to the sofa, put his black and red hands on the shoulders of the newcomer, turned his head and smiled at Rimbaud: "I'll take this guy up to play games."

Soon the kid will be running from the house crying because no one can beat gravity.

In the next second, a surprising thing happened, the light blue text light band formed a light cocoon surrounding the two teenagers, followed by the red and black [Dirty], or the unknown blue and white light, All disappeared.

Chuya's expression was as if he saw Newton sitting up from the coffin and personally explaining the principles of mechanics to him... Various emotions entangled and merged into a blank.

"My superhuman ability [Disqualification in the World] is an anti-supernatural ability that can nullify other human superhuman abilities."

Osamu Dazai shook his shoulders and wanted to shake off the claws of his "old enemy", but he didn't want the other party to suddenly grin quite "kindly": "You are very courageous, huh?"

As soon as the physical skills came up, the black-haired boy immediately turned into a kitten who was pinched by the nape of his neck, and was dragged upstairs by a boy who was almost as tall as him to "exchange brotherhood".

"I'll eat right away, don't play for too long..."

Mr. Sen wore the pink strawberry apron left by Lin Qiaomei and Shi Shiran walked out of the kitchen with water stains and empty hands.It was probably because the work in the kitchen was "finished". He maintained a rather virtuous appearance and sat beside Rimbaud without any image, pulling on his slippers: "Isn't Dazai an interesting kid?"

Hehe, it's so interesting, it's too interesting.

She was originally sitting on the sofa with her arms folded fiercely watching the two cubs arguing, but when he said this, she laughed angrily: "Where did you dig out such a strange thing from!"

"Oh, this kid is addicted to suicide. I accidentally rescued him, and he has nowhere to go. I thought it was my life, so I allowed him to stay. If Madam doesn't like it, then give him some money, I personally took him to the police station and asked the officers to notify his family."

Notify his family to collect the body.

Lan Bo started to open the bento box in front of him, curled his lips and said angrily: "Bring him here, don't you be sure that I will soften my heart!"

"Forget it," she snapped open the disposable chopsticks, "Anyway, you are busy with work and you definitely don't have time to take care of Alice. It's nothing to adopt a child, just think of finding a playmate for Alice." Upstairs shouted: "Eat!"

Without a second time, the two teenagers walked down the stairs one after the other.

Zhong also was unscathed, but he was very angry. The new cub... looked intact on the surface, and his grinning expression and rather unnatural movements showed the fact that he had just been beaten up.

It seems that the battle for family status has begun to emerge. Both sides will win or lose. It is still unclear who will win in the end.

The author has something to say: Highlights of this chapter

Mr. Mori's

self strategy

not only blinded himself

Also blinded new members

Miss Rimbaud

The vest won't fall off

It's all about initial impressions

smart people

think too much

Zhongye Xiti

bad brother

There is a stalk of "Disqualification in the World".

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