Chairman: "???"

I slapped Senou's hand away indifferently, and politely refused: "No, this is more troublesome. I hate handling corpses."

"Huh? That's right." Mori Ogai didn't seem to notice my indifferent attitude at all, or turned a blind eye to my alienation. He grabbed my wrist, cast a scrutinizing gaze, and said with a little regret and He said in an emotional tone, "It would be a pity if such a pair of beautiful hands were soiled by cheap corpses. Dad, I am really troubled..."

The elderly chairman was stunned to listen to the conversation between me and Mori Ogai. After realizing it, an angry expression quickly appeared on his elderly face, and he reprimanded: "Mr. Mori! What are you talking about?" ?! Is this your attitude towards your daughter who has made mistakes, beat up other classmates wantonly and even committed murder?! I am really disappointed—”

Mori Ogai blinked his eyes, just as he himself said, a troubled look appeared on his sluggish face, and he even hesitated in his voice. It didn't look like someone who could casually say "kill people A terrible person who said something like that.

"Chairman," Mori Ogai said seemingly calmly, "While I am disciplining my daughter, can I ask you not to talk?"

Chairman: "You——!"

Mori Ogai glanced at the chairman from the corner of his eye. The latter seemed to be planning to say something to reprimand him, but he couldn't move because of his gaze.

Like a caress before some kind of execution, Mori Ogai's voice was so gentle that it was creepy: "Oh, are you angry? Sorry, I just don't like other people's pointing. Regarding this matter, I I will take the little girl home and educate her, as for the others..."

Mori Ogai paused for a moment, narrowed his eyes slightly looking at the chairman, and continued to speak: "Do you have anything else to say?"

The director gasped as if he was about to suffocate, his chest rose and fell, he was speechless for a while, and at the end he could only stammer, "Ah, uh..."

A lighthearted expression suddenly appeared on Mori Ogai's face, and even his thin shoulders relaxed as if relieved.He bent down and waved to Alice very kindly: "Alice, did you bring the present? Don't hide it secretly."

Alice put her arms around my waist and refused to let go. She stuck out her tongue at Mori Ogai and made a grimace again, half complaining and half coquettishly saying: "Of course I brought it! I'm not Rintaro, I only occupy what you want."

Saying so, Alice let go of me, and ran to the door by herself.I followed her figure and found that she picked up a black bag from the door.

Alice handed over the black bag, raised her soft face, and said, "Here!"

"Thank you so much, Alice! What a good and obedient child." Mori Ogai bent his eyes, and unceremoniously praised Alice, who looked disgusted, with a happy expression on his face.

After a while, Ogai Mori handed over the black bag in his hand to the chairman, looking like an incompetent doctor who had done something wrong and had to go back to seek connections. He explained with shame on his face: "Being so Called over in a hurry, didn't take time to prepare presents in a hurry, can only give a simple and thin gift, please accept it, chairman."

The chairman of the board had rejection written all over his face, but under Mori Ogai's calm oppression, he had to take it. He seemed to feel that the weight in his hand was not right, and couldn't help asking: "Excuse me, what is this?"

Mori Ogai blinked, and said in a casual tone, "This? It's just a special product of the company."

I quietly walked side by side with Mori Ogai in the school corridor, and heard a violent explosion behind me with a calm face.

The strong air wave blowing from the chairman's office was rampaging in the corridor, the windows of the corridor and classrooms were slapped, and there was a faint sound of glass cracking. The sudden explosion caused a noisy commotion, and the class was still in session The students stuck their heads out in panic and looked towards the source of the explosion.

I slowly pressed the corner of my skirt that was flying up and down, and saw the long black hair by my ears flying in the destructive air current, blocking most of my vision.

In the veiled sight, I seemed to feel that someone was looking at me, so I looked back and saw Mori Ogai's eyes staring at me.There seemed to be fire in his eyes.

I said blankly: "With all due respect, I think the explosion casualties seem to be more difficult to deal with than school violence. Are there any problems with the police?"

Mori Ogai lowered his eyes slightly to look at me, comforted me with his eyes, and replied, "Don't worry, the police in Yokohama are more useless than you think."

I:"……"

I nodded and echoed without any emotion: "Yes, it's no wonder Mr. Sen can do whatever he wants in this place."

"Hmm...can I take it as a compliment?" Mori Ogai bent down slightly and asked kindly.

"Yes, if Mr. Mori is really shameless to this point."

"Well, it seems that I was hated, by a beautiful JK."

"Isn't it natural for a middle-aged man like Mr. Mori who exudes a stench to be hated by female high school students?"

Mori Ogai was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but say, "Smelly smell? On me?" He seemed to raise his hands in disbelief, looked at his wrist with a slightly scrutinizing gaze, and said to himself , "Although I have been working overtime all night until now, I still care about cleanliness. It's a bit too much to say, Dad is going to get angry."

"I don't mean that smell."

While saying this, I stopped, stood where I was, and turned to look at Mori Ogai who also stopped.

The air waves caused by the explosion have subsided, and the corridor is as calm as the sea after a storm and tsunami. Like a reed in the wind, it swayed.

I leaned in the direction of Mori Ogai, then held his wrist, sniffed it close to his neatly trimmed fingertips, raised my head and said, "It's the smell of blood, and it's also the smell of body decay. Mr. Mori should have killed a lot of people with these hands... How many people has Mr. Mori killed?"

Mori Ogai didn't move or struggle, as if he was forgiving an unreasonable child, a strange look appeared on his face - like smiling, but also completely expressionless, every muscle on his face was cold and soft.

Mori Ogai replied: "I don't remember this kind of thing for a long time."

"So, do you hate these hands?" As Mori Ogai said, he suddenly stretched out his hands and gently pressed them against my side face.

He kept that respectful look on his face, then moved his fingers, stroking my skin with cold fingertips.

These are a pair of unusually cold hands. When he touched me, it was as if he was touching a medical and surgical instrument with exquisite structure and fine parts, and the way he looked at me was the same.

I thought about it, and replied: "From the inside to the outside, it's a familiar smell. Because it's too familiar, I won't hate it..."

"If one day I start to hate this smell, I think it probably won't be because of Mr. Mori."

After I finished speaking, I put down Mori Ogai's hand and continued walking forward.After opening a short distance from the other party, I realized that Mori Ogai did not follow up, but stood alone in the same place alone, as if thinking about something that ordinary people could not understand.

I turned my head, just in time to meet Uemori Ogai's thoughtful gaze.

I continued without changing my face: "Also, like Mr. Mori, I don't remember that kind of thing."

After this, I flat-facedly declined Mori Ogai's offer to drive me home.

"Sorry, I'm going to go to the supermarket with Odasaku to buy things." I said as I threw the heavy satchel through the open car window, and it just fell into Mori Ogai's arms. Hands and feet clumsily caught upright.I added: "Please take my satchel back to the hotel, thank you."

The place where I live temporarily is a hotel that can't even be called a "home". I am the only one living in a big hotel in the center of Yokohama.That hotel is nominally the property left to me by that man after his death—there seem to be many such properties around the world—but now it has been remodeled by Mori Ogai and turned into a cage specially for guarding me.

The guards are not inferior to the port mafia headquarters, and the monitors are blatantly installed in every corner.To be honest, I would rather stay late at night in a 24-hour convenience store than go back to that place, but if I do so, I will get a kind greeting from Mr. Mori the next day——No matter how I think about it, this behavior is too much. Are you perverted, scumbag?

Mori Ogai's tone became more subtle: "Odasaku...? Has your relationship with him become so good now?"

I took a deep look at Mori Ogai, and said implicitly: "At least Oda Saku is more like a father than Mr. Mori."

Mori Ogai: "...?"

"—Is that what you said?" After listening to my retelling, Odasaku showed a rather puzzled expression on his face, "But I don't have any children yet."

Today's supermarket has special discounts. Oda Sakunosuke, who lives alone with a meager salary, originally wanted to ask me to take a leave of absence. After thinking about it, I decided to come with him.

The number of customers in the supermarket has at least doubled compared to usual. Housewives, whether they are new or experienced, are eager to join the battlefield called supermarket special discounts. The crowd is crowded, no matter how you look at it, you can’t get into it. Odasaku and I could only wander around the periphery.

I casually picked up a pack of wasabi octopus-flavored potato chips on the shelf, threw them into the shopping basket that Odasaku was carrying, and said, "Really? But I always feel, Odasaku, you seem to put me Treat it like your own child.”

"You were a child." Odasaku said as he patiently took the wasabi octopus-flavored potato chips back from the shopping basket and neatly placed them on the shelf.

I took all the snacks I liked and threw them into Odasaku's shopping basket, and then watched as the latter took the trouble to put them back in place one by one.

Facing my emotionless and warm gaze, Oda Saku thought for a while and explained very sincerely: "Children who eat too many snacks are not good for their health."

Me: "...how old do you think I am?"

Odasaku thought about it again, and continued with a calm face: "I will get fat... ah."

He raised his hand to catch a box of pocky that was thrown towards the door, and swallowed the rest of the sentence.

"I've heard from Kunikida-sensei that you broke Saito's bones today, threw him upstairs, went to the chairman's office, and there exploded for no reason..." Oda counted Counting what I did today, there was no sense of satisfaction or dissatisfaction in my tone, I just sighed, "How should I put it, I really deserve to be a mafia."

"Due to your bad behavior today," Odasaku took off the wasabi octopus-flavored potato chips, waved it in front of my eyes, and said, "I can only buy this for you today. Don't think about anything else. .”

I turned my face away, expressionless: "Tch"

Reluctantly, I reached out to another slug-flavored biscuit on the shelf and took it down, only to find that there was an extra face behind the empty shelf.It was a girl's face.

Fujii was standing at the other end of the shelf, and he didn't know how long he had been here.She padded her feet, clasped her hands on the shelf, and looked towards me motionlessly. As soon as her bright eyes fell on my face, her head shook slightly happily.

"Xiaoqin? Can I call you that? Can I call you that? I'll call you that from now on, because it's very cute!" She said, with an unusually sweet and lovely smile on her face. The eyes also curled up like crescent moons.

She looked at me with burning eyes, and begged eagerly: "I'm here to play with you! Xiaoqin, can we exchange contact information? I have a lot to say to you!"

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