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

"Hey hey hey hey hey..."

The black-haired man sat on the sofa in the living room and smiled like a mentally retarded man. He couldn't see the cruelty of ordering the disposal of more than a dozen "waste snacks" a few hours ago. Osamu Dazai watched him repeatedly from his corner. Mori Ogai who cannot be seen through.

This person is like a strange individual with all kinds of contradictions and opposites united together.Most of the time, he is as rational as a precision machine, but when he faces a special group of a certain age, he is... stupid.

The adoptive father was the leader of the largest political organization "Paris Commune" in France. Even if this organization has been washed clean, is it possible for Professor Rimbaud to be as gentle and simple as she appears?

Well, simplicity may be true simplicity, but it is more likely to be of the same type as her adopted son - the power is too powerful to need to use the brain... Although she has never acted like a person with supernatural powers.

An ordinary woman with nothing special cannot raise a boy like Zhongya Zhongye.

When a person with supernatural power deliberately hides her supernatural power, it can only explain one problem: her supernatural power is too special, and she will be recognized once she uses it.In other words, Ms. Rimbaud must have another hidden and unknown identity.

This is really, really fun!The little black-haired monster snickered. He discovered a secret that no one knew.

However... Mori Ogai, really don't know...or don't want to know?

If it is not a very close person, it is impossible to remember the smell of the other party, even if the faint scent of wisteria flowers is so faint that no one except him will notice... It is this that really arouses suspicion.

But now everything has turned into fly ash and completely disappeared under the influence of Professor Rimbaud who has become smaller.

Osamu Dazai let out a strange laugh that was very similar to that of Mr. Mori while thinking. Chuya Nakahara, who was about to call for takeaway, had goosebumps all over the floor from laughing: "Hey, stop smirking, what are you going to eat?"

"Ah! You can't let Madam eat takeaway, it's bad for your health!" Mr. Sen jumped up from the sofa when he woke up, and opened the refrigerator...the inside of the refrigerator was cleaner than his face.

"Ma'am~ Change your skirt~ Let's go to the supermarket to buy ingredients!"

Rimbaud gave him a "savage" look to let him experience it for himself. Mr. Sen, whose blood sugar was rising rapidly, covered his chest: "Ma'am..."

"Wait for me!" The shrunken little lady pointed with a finger and drove Mori Ogai who was following her out of the bedroom.Picking out the simplest and most convenient dress to change into, she put down her hair and walked out of the room: "Okay."

The sky blue dress makes her look younger, and Mr. Mori looks like he is about to vomit blood—it’s also very good to set Alice sauce as the wife’s appearance~ Double loli, double happiness~ Who’s the fun of twins can understand~

Professor Rimbaud, who couldn't hold back his temper, couldn't bear it any longer, and kicked this large piece of garbage out of the entrance: "Get out of here! Scum, bastard, pervert, pervert!"

Believe it or not, let you hang here today!

The man who was kicked and lying in the yard held his nose happily and stood up and rubbed the place where he got kicked: "Let's go, I will protect you, madam~"

"You can't take away the wavy line!" She gave him a disgusted look, and slipped a shopping bag over, disgusting!

Mori Owai took the shopping bag, and grasped Lori's little hand aggressively: "There are many cars on the road, Ma'am, be careful!"

If it weren't for your rippling smile, I might really believe it.

The community is not far from the shopping street. Yokohama is such a big place anyway. It took 10 minutes to drive and half an hour to park. Mr. Mori took Miss Rimbaud into a place that he had never stepped into a few times in his life.

"Eat fish?"

"Scallions are good for your health~"

"Where's the carrot?"

“The beef looked beautiful!”

"Do you like mushrooms?"

An adult man in a white doctor's coat carried a shopping bag and circled around the little girl. Every product had to be carefully displayed in front of her for her to see, with a wretched expression and a maniacal tone.

The bosses in the shopping street just didn't see it, and they all clenched their mobile phones and were ready to call the police at any time.

The young girl walking with him was wearing a sky blue dress, her long black hair was draped over her shoulders, and a pair of bright brown eyes were exposed under sparse bangs.She looks very good, she looks like a healthy child, her round face with a little baby fat is fair and rosy, maybe because it is too white, there are a few naughty little freckles.

She is such a cute and sweet little girl like an angel. Looking at her with smiling eyes, it was like a bouquet of warm flowers bursting into bloom.

Right now, the little angel was impatiently being harassed by the accompanying adults, randomly picked a few ingredients from his hands and stuffed them into the shopping bag, folded his arms around his chest and turned his face away forcefully: "Check out!"

"Okay! Where's the chicken? Do you like it? It's good for your health! There are also eggs and green peppers, do you want to eat?"

Mr. Sen wanted to pack and buy all the fresh ingredients, and he didn't think about the important issue of who would be in charge.

Or call the police?The situation of this child is too dangerous!The butcher's conscience was disturbed, so he took out his mobile phone and put on glasses to study the characters...

Mori Ogai smiled and bent down to coax his shrunken wife to nod in agreement to eat vegetables for a second, then turned his face and looked dangerously at the butcher shop owner in the next second.The boss was startled, and the phone he was holding tightly fell silently.

The person's cold inorganic purple eyes looked over as if looking at a piece of frozen meat, and his vision conveyed the threat of "death".

Really will die!

Forget it, your own life is more important than other children's.There's no need to risk your life for a girl you don't know.The phone lay back in the pocket.

Rimbaud noticed the faint murderous intent, and suddenly turned his head, only to see Mori Ogai's face smiling too brightly.

Um?Mistaken?

Butcher shop owner: Mrs. Boss!Come out and see!This person's face changed as soon as he said it!

I bought the ingredients and asked about the cooking method, and I got home within an hour and a half.Mr. Mori took the legal Lolita out and walked around, and he was very satisfied and virtuous, and pushed Miss Rimbaud out of the kitchen. Another hour later...the finished product looked terrible.

To be honest, the taste is okay, but the appearance... It is really a shape that makes people feel panicked after seeing it.Even Rimbaud, who didn't like wasting food, couldn't hold on, so he closed his eyes and ate a few mouthfuls indiscriminately.

In the end, I will arrange a cook for my wife... By the way, as a "bodyguard", maybe it's surveillance, maybe it doesn't matter.Anyway, he is not a good person, and it is normal to do such a thing, there is nothing strange about it.

Mori Ogai, who is now the leader of Portmafia, doesn't know how soft his eyes are at this moment.

Madam... Even if you become a slave of the organization, you are reluctant, reluctant... to sacrifice something for profit, it turns out that there is something.

The young man who suddenly discovered that he had developed a weakness at some point tilted his head and smiled very gently: "I still have work today, so I'll go back to the clinic first... Madam, if you want, you can go to the clinic at any time. Look, it's in the five seats by the sea. At the foot of the building... I am an ordinary surgeon there." Idiots who can't learn to cooperate with the leader to fool the leader's wife will be persuaded to leave immediately!

That's right, the only medical system in the entire portmafia is the poor new leader. The subordinate hospitals are only under control and do not belong to the port industry. The nature is completely different.

"Oh!" Rimbaud accompanied him pretending to be stupid, opened the door and waited for him to leave by himself.

Mori Ogai glanced at Osamu Dazai: "Then, Dazai-kun will stay first, and I will leave now. Alice-chan?"

No matter what clues she has here, the child will never miss it, even if he doesn't tell, he can still deduce the truth from his various reactions.

Ma'am, is it okay not to put yourself in danger?

I don't want to eliminate my weakness just yet.

However, if the problem and influence of this weakness is getting bigger and bigger...then, I can only be sorry.

Instead of letting others do it, it is better for him to personally...

It's just that my father-in-law is not easy to explain.But it's okay, thousands of miles away, many things will change in the description.

……

After dismissing Mr. Sen, who was smiling more and more pervertedly, Rimbaud took the trash that should be thrown out today to the trash can. There was a weak "meow" sound from the tin bucket. The little black cat, which was so dark that its eyes could barely see where it was, looked up pitifully, and when it saw her more anxiously "meowed" a few times, its little paws stepped on it restlessly.

"cat?"

Rimbaud, who was not much taller than the trash can at the moment, grabbed the rim of the trash can and almost got into it before he fished out the little black cat at the bottom of the bucket.This cat with rough fur and suffered a lot plunged into her arms, hugged her arm with two paws and widened its eyes, trying to be cute, Rimbaud flicked its ears: "As long as you don't run away, I will feed you." How about you? Just meow if you agree."

"Meow~"

"puff!"

With such a well-spoken "meow", it's better to pack it up and send it to study as soon as possible, so as not to delay this child from going to college...

She carried the cat into the house and closed the door. As soon as she turned around, she bent over and stared at the curly-haired boy who was smiling at her: "Let me see what kind of supernatural power caused this result?" The paw was placed on her head dishonestly Rubbing up and down, the cat in Rimbaud's arms stretched out its paws eager to try, and even grabbed him by the collar and dragged him into the corner.

It's not easy for him to get involved in the matter between Mr. Mori and his mother, but what's the situation with this Osamu Dazai?Dare to put your nose on your face!

Rimbaud bypassed Osamu Dazai, who was beaten on one side, and went upstairs silently with the cat in his arms. The bedroom door was closed with a "snap", and he could be considered resting... Wash this stray cat first...

Three or ten minutes later, the little black cat, which behaved like a fake cat, was blown dry and stuffed into a soft bed. The shrunken owner, who had finally found it, was lying not far away, letting it think about it.

She noticed the ups and downs of Mori Ogai's emotions, and realized that something might have gone wrong that aroused this person's suspicion.Lying on the bed, hugging a pillow and hammering it twice, Miss Professor couldn't figure out what went wrong...Leaving aside the fact that the two of them get together less often, how many support staff are there behind her to maintain the vest ——So...the reason?

Unable to find a reason, she rolled around irritably.

Even if she loses her horse, it won't affect her too much, but she can't just forget about it in such a muddle-headed way.

This thought brought to mind the next morning, Rimbaud, who had not slept well all night, got up from the bed with his head covered in a bad mood.

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