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

"What's wrong with you? You suddenly asked such unnecessary questions." The boy scratched his hair, and his schoolbag slid down his shoulders.He swung her backwards, and walked crookedly into the residential area with Rimbaud's height pressing her down.

At the initial stage of the community building, European-style exquisite greening and landscaping were chosen. The heights of the green plants are well arranged, and the bright and fresh flower walls bring joy to the eyes.

The mother and son walked around the flower wall and walked along the gravel path for a certain distance. After thinking for a long time, Rimbaud decided to inform Chuya in detail about the threat of the seventh agency.

This matter is closely related to him, and she can't think of any need to hide it.Except for the first year when he was muddled and ignorant, Zhongye had always been a steady, obedient and reasonable child, and never brought Rimbaud any trouble.So, why hide it from him?

She didn't know what happened to the other children. Anyway, Miss Professor knew that she hadn't been very peaceful since she was a child. It was a routine operation to make old Mrs. Rimbaud angry.

Zhong also inherited all her fierce emotions, and in theory should be as rebellious as she is, but the fact is that this child is surprisingly good.

Maybe the rebellion was somewhere she couldn't see.

"...For example, the pedestrians of Ayatsuji, there are snipers/snipers on standby at all times when they come in and out, and they will kill him on the spot as long as he has any suspicious behavior...I can't bear this kind of thing to happen to you. In addition, Mr. Mori's little If there is a problem, I simply quit my job. Fortunately, the salary offered by the school is not low, which is enough for living needs, so I don’t have to worry about financial problems.”

The night wind blew her long hair and skirt, Professor Rimbaud raised her hand and pulled her hair behind her ears: "You have grown up, and your destiny should be in your own hands. No matter what you want to do, I will always support you .”

"Oh! Well, I see."

Zhongya Nakahara flicked the strap of the schoolbag that had slipped down again: "I don't have any ideas yet, I will tell you if I have any ideas... By the way, can I ask Mr. Mori what to do?"

"I have no objection." She really has no objection. She is not Japanese, and her feelings for this country are limited.But Zhong is different. He seems to be full of nostalgia for this land: "Mori Ogai is very smart, and his opinions are very valuable."

"If you still don't know what to do at the end, then go back to the beginning and listen to your inner voice. In Chuya's case, you will never make a mistake. Even if you make a mistake, it doesn't matter. At worst, start all over again."

Rimbaud shrugged, as long as he wants to start, every day is a brand new day, so what does it matter.

After chatting all the way, I opened the door and entered the house and turned on the light, and the clean two-story building immediately glowed with a warm orange light.Adrian, who had just come back from playing outside for a day, came up and "meowed" around his ankles. Chuya opened a can for him, and Rimbaud went to the refrigerator to see what could be used as dinner.

There are semi-finished foods in the refrigerator that the old Mr. Guangjin ordered, so of course we still follow the old rules - Zhong Ye watched the pot so as not to burn it, and Rimbaud was in charge of cutting it nicely.

Every day and every year in the past, when they didn't want to eat takeaway and no one helped to cook, they came here like this.

Cook together, eat together, wash dishes together, no one can be lazy.

When Ogai Mori brought Osamu Dazai into the small courtyard, he heard the laughter-like ensemble of piano and violin coming from the room. This sound made everyone who heard it smile knowingly, and had to face the mood of an idiot all day long. It got better in an instant.

"Brilliant show! Did something exciting happen today worth celebrating?"

Now that the vest had been dropped, Mr. Mori didn't bother himself to go back and forth to change clothes, and walked into the entrance door wearing a polo coat and a red scarf.Osamu Dazai, who was following behind, still refused to take off the bandages on his body, pretending to be disabled every day was very happy.

The little black cat Adrian came up to sniff the two people, flicked his tail showing no interest and only left a back view.

As soon as they appeared, they broke the flow of the music. Rimbaud let go of the strings, put down the bow and thought for a while before answering him: "Oh, yes, there is a good thing to celebrate."

"I resigned from the Supernatural Secret Service Division."

Ms. Professor, who is super active, showed the two stunned people what "decisiveness" is.

No, madam, are you moving too fast?The average work efficiency of civil servants is pulled up by you alone!

"Ah...that's it." Mori Ogai responded very quickly: "Madam, are you considering a new position? The office of the chief of PortMafia has a pleasant office environment, complete benefits, flexible working hours, and easy content..."

That's right, of course Ma'am will stay in the office. The 360-degree panoramic sunroof, if you want to raise it up, lower it down, lower it down, want to have snacks and drink tea, you just need to say it and someone will deliver it to the table, and you only need to find troubles with your colleagues from time to time, no matter what time you want .

"No. Looking at your face every day is definitely in a bad mood!" She put the Qin back without any hesitation.The leather buckle made a crisp "click" sound, and the little lady shook her head and left in a very chic way.

Mr. Sen spread his hands unconsciously: "Really, madam is too strict."

"Bastard! Pervert! Shut up!" Accompanied by the loud sound of the bedroom door slamming against the wall, Professor Rimbaud killed the leader of PortMafia three times in a row: "Ma'am...wait for me, ma'am!"

"..."

The two teenagers who stayed in the living room looked at each other, and the more they looked at each other, the more they felt that each other was intrusive. Nakaya closed the piano cover and went into the study room. Dazai went into the kitchen and walked around the refrigerator.

I've been working with a group of idiots all day and I'm so hungry. There is a smell of food in the living room, but I can't find anything after looking around... I hate it, how can Miss Rimbaud eat alone with slugs!

bedroom.

Putting the violin into the closet, before Rimbaud had time to lock the wooden door, the blond supernatural life body rushed up from behind and hugged her neck, refusing to let go: "Altila~ I haven't seen you for a long time, Alice misses you so much!" You!"

Even knowing the close connection between Alice and Mori Ogai, Rimbaud couldn't throw out the "weapon" of this child image: "Alice, long time no see."

"Alice wants to play with Attila!"

She was as coquettish as a normal little girl, and took advantage of the opportunity to hug Rimbaud in her arms... Given the current shrinking state of Professor Rimbaud, of course he couldn't squeeze in.

She had to open her hand and pat her on the back: "good, good, play, play, what do you want to play?"

Alice pointed out the door: "Piano, Alice also wants to play the piano."

As if it was really a little jealousy between siblings, Mori Ogai, who set her behavior pattern, put his hands in his coat pockets and stood outside the door smiling: "My father-in-law is wise, and music is really a weapon to save people's hearts."

"Huh! ╯^╰"

The professor who was forced to take a one-day trip to the police station yesterday was very upset.Leading Alice around Mori Ogai, he told Osamu Dazai, who had trouble with the refrigerator, where his dinner was, and soft and clear music sounded again in the living room.

Mr. Sen leaned over the railing on the second floor and looked down. The two little girls sat side by side by the piano and tapped the keyboard. The cheerful rhythm made people can't help but tap their knuckles together.

After listening for a while, he raised his head and looked straight ahead. The orange-haired boy stood upside down on the ceiling at some point.

"That..." Zhong also raised his hand and pinched his cheek, a little embarrassed.He has always avoided taking the initiative to communicate with Mr. Sen, the main reason is that he looks at people—as if he is evaluating the value of others all the time, which makes him very uncomfortable.

"Oh boy, you seem a little confused."

For this shining diamond that does not know that it is shining, Mr. Sen is very patient, enough to be willing to spend time educating and guiding him: "Maybe you are willing to go to the study with me, after all..."

He showed a tolerant but mysterious smile: "After all, it is too heavy a topic, and it is not suitable for Madam to worry about it."

In the early morning of the next day, Rimbaud, who woke up naturally, hugged the pillow and rolled around on the bed. He was very satisfied with Mori Ogai's winking choice to live in the study.A whole soft mattress can be rolled from head to tail without any obstacles...it feels really good!

Taking advantage of the situation, she rolled on the bed a few more times before jumping off and rushing into the bathroom to wash up. After changing into normal clothes, she appeared in the dining room. Mr. Sen lay down on the dining table with a haggard face: "Education is really the most difficult thing in the world. As for engineering, madam, you are really admirable to be able to hold a professorship in the university!"

If there were not two minors present, Professor Rimbaud would definitely throw this pervert out of the house immediately.With a flash of silver light on her fingertips, Mr. Mori let go in time, and the poor spoon was cut in half by the knife she threw.

"Have a meal!"

Bread won't stop your mouth!

Someone who encountered a "life threat" immediately put away his useless face, sat upright, and faced the breakfast on his plate with a serious attitude of "how many people are going to be killed?"... It was Liulang Guangjin who came to make breakfast.

The old man has been working overtime for several days, and the dark circles under his eyes are as heavy as a treasure rented from the Ueno Zoo.

After breakfast, Mr. Mori was not in a hurry to go to work. He greeted Rimbaud and said that he was going to take his wife out for "social practice". Mr. Hirotsu pushed his glasses: "Boss, you haven't done your work yesterday. over……"

Finish the work early today and stop dragging us to work overtime, it will kill you!

"Ah...that...is it not an example? I think it is necessary to go to school to take care of Chuya-kun's academic problems. Doesn't Mr. Hirotsu think this matter is more important than any current job?"

Of course it matters!Whether you can completely coax your wife well depends on whether you can get a cheap son today...

Professor Lan Bo sat on the main seat and slowly cut open the sun egg with a new table knife, raised his eyebrows and asked a fatal question: "Speaking of studies... Is Dazai's middle school in the port really all right?"

Osamu Dazai, who ate obediently and still did not escape the tail of the typhoon: "..."

I don't want to go to school!Anything that causes pain, whether physical or psychological, should be avoided!Can't you just think that I have that kind of social phobia!

The author has something to say: Highlights of this chapter

Run too!Be careful of being fooled into the ditch!

It's really that Kawen got stuck too badly!