I broke up with Merlin [Comprehensive]

——Although it is my principle to be responsible for my own mistakes, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it.But, why do I still feel that something is wrong...

——No, obviously, the other party is here waiting for me.

Well, Cyril recalled it.

If nothing else, his regular customer, the little baby named Reborn, was all about keeping him as free labor.

Little babies probably didn't expect curses to be mixed in with potions.

However, this is just as well, there are more reasons to accept this free labor force, and the labor force itself is too embarrassed to refuse.

What a smart little baby.Cyril thought.

Having said that, can a baby be so precocious?How could he remember that when Gareth and Gareth were so old, they couldn't even speak, let alone their thinking was so clear, their skills so vigorous, and they could bargain with sellers and shopkeepers when shopping online...

Yes, Cyril said, he was very impressed with the ID of this old customer, not to be courteous to him, but to really remember it very clearly.

He has opened the store for several years, and this is the first time he has seen someone make such a publicity screen name that he actually called it "useless useless students, let's just kill them."

Really ruthless.

So direct.

Cyril still remembered that when he saw this ID for the first time, he couldn't help being in awe and praying for a few seconds for the students who were probably the teachers' customers.

Looking at it again, the customer with such a cruel ID bought a scavenger, and Cyril felt inexplicably strange again.

After testing, the remover produced by Cyril can easily melt no matter what kind of stains (including solid residues that are difficult to clean), and it seems to be deeply loved by customers who say "useless waste wood students should just get rid of it directly".

He would place an order at Cyril's online store about every other month to buy up all the stock of the clearing agent.Later, other potions will also be purchased regardless of the type, which is actually one of the major customers of the online shop.

There was another reason why Cyril was so impressed with him.

At the beginning, the customer was very serious in exchanging potions with gold that met the precious standard. Later, he changed to various weird weapons. Later, the exchange items were delivered by a serious and serious shopkeeper. Bargain information.

Cyril is a very well spoken shopkeeper.

The customer bargained with him, and the price was cut more and more fiercely. He was not angry when he encountered this situation, and sent over the potion that had not been reduced in quantity as usual.

only.

The customers with unknown IDs who were good at bargaining disappeared for a period of time and did not come to buy potions again. At that time, Cyril still felt a little strange.

Afterwards, his potion store was temporarily closed due to complaints and bad reviews, and sales to the outside world were suspended.

Cyril also didn't expect that among the bad reviews, there was a mafia boy who was introduced by a regular customer (intentionally)...

That's all, that's it.

"..."

"The doctor is fine. I can use potions and magic tricks. But Mr. Reborn, sir, I really don't have..."

The words were destined to be endless, and they were covered by a louder voice in the next second.

"Let this guy who assassinated the tenth generation join the family?! I object! How can this be done! I am the tenth generation's right-hand man, damn it... woo!"

"Hahaha, is there another person in Gang's house? It's getting more and more lively, I'm so envious. Oh, is it our new teacher? Hello, teacher!"

"The assassination of the hateful Reborn was successful... puff waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat

"Honey, I'll feed you soup, ah~"

Cyrillic:"…………"

It's really... lively...

It was just a little thought and recall for a while, and he suddenly found that he was in the center of the chaotic vortex.

This whirlpool is actually the dining room of Sawada Tsunayoshi's house.

He suddenly agreed to be a family doctor for the innocent young boy Tsunayoshi Sawada, and before he thought about it, he knew

Several people swarmed into the room——

They are members of Tsunayoshi Sawada's family, the support team, non-staff members of the family, and people who live in his house and eat and drink.

Because of Cyril's visit, these people were forcibly driven downstairs by the baby Reborn, and only relevant personnel were allowed to observe.Now, things are finalized, free labor is in place, and people who have nothing to do can finally make their debut.

In this group of people, most of them are teenage boys and girls who look like ordinary middle school students, there are also mature women who are probably not simple, and... a five-year-old child who claims to be a killer/mafia.

Cyril: =mouth=

No, I couldn't help showing such a stiff expression, I'm really sorry for suddenly losing my composure.

Because he didn't know what was going on, before he figured out the relationship between this group of people, he was inexplicably dragged downstairs and sat down with them for dinner.

Said to eat.

However, he sat behind the dinner table, watching guns and unknown objects that seemed to be highly corrosive flying around in front of his eyes.

On the left is the sound of a few people arguing (the prison temple boy who was very hostile to him quarreled with another boy who came in behind), and on the right are the sounds of children crying (a five-year-old kid in a cow suit took out a gun, but The sound of being kicked out of the window by a baby in a suit.)

"Boom—"

Ah, it exploded at a very close distance.

Suddenly, the house shook twice, the dining table in the house also shook, and the dishes collided together, making a more crisp sound.

But no one noticed.

Except for Cyril who walked into Sawada's house for less than a few hours, and Sawada Tsunayoshi himself, no one paid attention... No, they cared about such an astonishing movement.

"..."

Cyril felt that he needed to pause and reorganize his thoughts.

then.

After a lot of inner thinking about "where am I and what am I doing here? Is the Hand Party such an incredible existence?" Cyril, who consciously enriched his knowledge, humbly asked the leader of the dark forces who was more than 1000 years younger than him. : "Excuse me, is this some kind of special welcome ceremony? I don't know much about your group. I didn't know until today that the 'Black Hands' have to get along in such...a special way."

"Well, taught, what a fun and cohesive team."

"The leader of the dark forces": "No, you wait, Mr. Cyril. There is nothing to teach at all, there are only two normal people here!"

Sawada Tsunayoshi was very tired.

He was just a 14-year-old useless boy, but he felt that his fragile soul suddenly carried an unbearable weight.

Just like now, it should be the most relaxed and pleasant dinner time of the day, but it has become chaotic because of the troubles of a group of mysterious people.

A month ago, he didn't need to bear such pressure.Before today, he could only bear it alone.And today, he actually found a normal person other than himself who could communicate with——

Although this normal person cast a fiery gaze on him not long ago, so that he couldn't help trembling.

However, at this moment, Sawada Tsunayoshi couldn't help being moved to tears.

"Mr. Cyril! Do you know that a month ago, I was really an ordinary junior high school student."

Fortunately, they were sitting next to each other, and the crying brown-haired boy was able to hold on to Mr. Cyril's sleeve tightly, pouring out what he had been holding back for 30 days: "Woo, Reborn suddenly appeared and said to give I am a tutor, and I want to train me to be... ahem. Then, Kikuji-kun, Rambo, etc. all appeared, and Yamamoto-kun, who is also an ordinary person, was involved! This is simply inexplicable—— —”

"How can a baby with a pacifier around his neck be a tutor! What kind of horror comic plot can make people streaking with one bullet! A five-year-old child can explode and throw guns. The dark cuisine that poisons people to death in a physical sense is too scary! In other words, it’s impossible to be the only one who thinks something is wrong, right? Oh, before you came, Mr. Cyril, I was really the only one!”

Cyril: "...God!"

He was deeply moved by the young man's heartfelt words.

Sawada Tsunayoshi expressed the doubts in his heart in a more excited and straightforward tone, which really hit his heart directly.

The world is indeed strange.

From the fact that the curse seems to have no effect on the unfortunate victim, to the fact that he was inexplicably tricked into being a family doctor, and the school teacher has not yet been able to object, to the chaotic scene witnessed at Sawada's house...

It can be called ghosts and gods dancing wildly, and the amount of information expands, which is difficult to digest for a while.

However, what is certain is that Cyril likes this young man named Tsunayoshi Sawada very much, and feels that he is particularly close to him.

Moreover, there is a strange sense of familiarity.

He had heard another vent of the same sentence pattern and the same grief and indignation as Sawada boy's indignant words.

The little girl who said that, Weber Velvet, was also very unlucky, and it was impossible to tell who was more pitiful between the two.

In short, (forced) to send away the disobedient Santa Claus sister, and dragging the suitcase and leaving angrily, the younger sister shouted to the sky: "What the hell is Santa Claus sister wearing stockings wearing only a Santa hat! I don’t even want to spend Christmas in my life! Since it’s the Holy Grail War, you Heroic Spirits, fight well! Such unprofessional... woohoo, I’ll never come to Japan again! Damn it!”

When Weber left angrily, Cyril came to see him off instead of Santa Alter, who had returned to the Hall of Valor, and just heard the indignant words.

Well, the topic is getting too far.

Cyril was full of apologies to Weber, whose war ended before it even started, and felt that there were reasons for it. However, he couldn't fully empathize with the pain in Weber's heart.

But Tsunayoshi Sawada is different.

In an environment where people around are abnormal, it is really a joyful thing to find colleagues who can agree with me.

It's hard to tell from the outside, but the actual age difference between the two people took the chaotic dining table as the background, temporarily ignored the surrounding noises, and held hands solemnly:

"Please don't worry, no matter when the curse shows its signs or how long it takes to wait, I will be responsible to you to the end, Gangji."

"Thank you, Mr. Cyril. When I first met you, I knew that you are a kind person."

"However, if you want to stay at your house, it's too presumptuous..."

"nothing."

Sawada Tsunayoshi showed a bitter smile that was more vicissitudes than his actual age: "There are already so many people in the family, I don't mind, and my mother doesn't mind."

"Hey, even though I said that, I still feel a little sorry."

Cyril thought that it would be rude for him to come to visit without prior notice, and he could not move in without saying hello.

So, after this extremely sinister dinner was finally finished, he, a guest who came rashly, took the initiative to help clean up the dishes, and took this opportunity to apologize to Sawada Tsunayoshi's mother before talking about it.

Sawada Nana is a very gentle lady, very young and beautiful, she looks only 20 years old, but she is already the mother of a 14-year-old boy.

It's just that apart from being gentle, Madam is also very big-hearted and careless about trivial matters.

"Haha~ It's okay." Sure enough, as Sawada Tsunayoshi said, she didn't care that there was another person in her family who would eat and drink for free, but she was sincerely happy: "It's getting more and more lively, too Alright. Cyril regards this place as his own home, don't be restrained."

At this point, Mrs. Sawada finally began to think: "Well, there are no vacant rooms at home, it seems that Tsunayoshi's bedroom can only be..."

"No, I don't want to disturb Gangji's bedroom." Cyril declined, smiling: "Children of this age are very concerned about their privacy, as adults, we should leave him enough space. "

Mrs. Sawada covered her mouth: "Oh, it makes sense, Cyril seems to be very experienced?"

Cyril: "Well, yes, my nephews have discussed this topic with me when Gangji was this age."

"It's really not easy to raise a child. Even if you want to pay more attention, you will make mistakes if you are not careful, and you can't take his mood into consideration."

"That's right, so I have always been adhering to the education method of more communication and more encouragement, so that children can cultivate their own hobbies and do what they want to do... But recently, I was vaguely reminded that such complete laissez-faire does not seem to be acceptable. Great?"

"Hey, speaking of it, I'm completely reassured about Tsuna. Sometimes I do worry that the child is injured in a place I can't see. It doesn't matter whether he can achieve anything, as long as he can grow up healthy It's..."

……

- We started talking.

——Mr. Cyril and mother, unexpectedly hit each other very well, and chatted with great interest in the kitchen.

Tsunayoshi Sawada was standing outside the kitchen door, judging from the stiff expression with wide-eyed eyes, he was obviously in disbelief.

When he heard that he maintained his privacy, Tsunayoshi Sawada felt warm in his heart and couldn't hide his emotion.But then, it felt incredible.

It wasn't that he was frightened, but he was stunned by the two people who talked about their parenting experience in a straight-forward manner—especially Mr. Cyril.

My mother seldom took care of his affairs, and never blamed him for his poor grades in sports. It turned out that she didn't care about it in her heart, but... Wait, is Mr. Cyril so good at raising children? !

When the young man was in a daze, the two who had a pleasant talk had new news.

Mrs. Sawada returned to her previous distress: "If I don't live in Tsunayoshi's room, what should I do?"

The original vacant room was occupied by more guests one after another, and it was a coincidence that Cyril came.

It seems that there is no other solution other than going out to live, but he has an agreement with his regular customers not to stay too far away from Sawada Tsunayoshi.

In this way, there is only...

"Can I take up a little space in your yard?"

"Ok?"

"If possible, I would like to build a small house there. If it is only for resting at night, a small place is enough. The location can be set in a place facing Gangji's window. I will find out as soon as there is a situation. Hmm , don’t need help, I can do it myself.”

"...Oh! Is it still possible to do this!"

Not only Mrs. Sawada was shocked, but also Sawada Tsunayoshi who happened to hear it.

Cyril has proved with practical actions that he is a person who really keeps his word and is surprisingly strong in action.

After helping to wash the dishes, he walked to the yard of Sawada's house and built a house in a hurry.

Because this is something he has done countless times, he is already very familiar with it, and what he is going to build at this time is only a small version of the wooden house. He does not need help from others at all, and he has all the materials himself.

The bang bang bang bang only lasted for about ten minutes, and then stopped suddenly.

A very simple version of a new wooden house stands in the courtyard of the Sawada family, parallel to the trees against the wall. Under the night, it seems to release dazzling golden light.

Kokichi Sawada:"……"

Followed by other people who ran to the yard to watch the fun: "..."

"Where did so many materials come from?!"

"Ah, the new teacher is amazing, magic has become so good, hahaha."

"No, it's obviously not magic—what? Is it really magic? Ahhh, is it just me who is really normal? Woooooo!"

Needless to say, this hand he showed unintentionally attracted some people's more meaningful gazes.

——Specifically referring to the little baby with extremely pure eyes.

Leaving aside what "certain people" had new considerations for the blond-haired young man who was hiding his secrets, after hard work, Cyril heaved a sigh of relief, and wiped the thin sweat oozing from his forehead with a veil.

"Thank you very much!"

Cyril once again thanked Mrs. Nana for being so tolerant, allowing him, who had just arrived, to make a big noise in his home and make such a big commotion.

Cyril sincerely respects such a beautiful, kind and gentle lady.

The education he had received told him that at this time, he should express his gratitude and respect with practical actions.

So, in full view.

"Then, this time will be interrupted, ma'am."

Saying so softly, the blond young man who came to Mrs. Nana leaned over with a smile.

He held the lady's right fingertips more gently, raised them slightly, and then let his lips touch them lightly: "I sincerely hope that I won't cause trouble to you."

"...Huh? Ah, ah, ah, Cyril-kun is really~ You are too polite."

Mrs. Nana froze for a moment, then smiled very naturally.However, looking at the subtle expressions, the madam was obviously pleased by this extremely standard courtesy kiss.

"........."

"--Wow!"

Those who uttered the last exclamation were mainly girls, ranging in age from 25 to five years old.

All the people (mainly teenagers) who watched the scene were dumbfounded.

Especially Tsunayoshi Sawada, he was in a daze on the spot, unable to react.

It's just that there are also fellows who can comment on this move in a timely manner: "Tsk, only gentlemen are welcomed by ladies. Stupid gang learns."

"Ahem, when I was young, I wanted to be a knight."

"Oh, British?"

"How did you guess that?" Cyril was surprised, this little baby was really extraordinary.

Reborn: "Only the British could be this deadpan. Tsk tsk, the British."

Cyrillic:"……"

Except for the native Japanese and a random Chinese, all the people present seemed to be Italians.

Although the Mafia can be regarded as a native product, Italy is also a country full of gentlemen who care about women.

Italian men are not as hostile to the British, who have been their enemies for many years, as the French are. However, this point of character design completely collides. The British who are obsessed with knights and knights are not the same as the killers who wander in the dark world.

For the first time in his life, Cyril was blatantly disgusted.

The unsociable British and the Japanese and Italians who had a large number of people looked at each other silently, and finally shook their heads to show that they didn't care.

Well, after so long, the night came, and today's incident came to an end.

The members of Sawada Tsunayoshi's family did not live here, and they went back to their homes. Before leaving (except for a few people), they all politely bid farewell to Cyril.

Then, without saying anything more, the residents of Sawada's house all returned to their rooms, and turned off the lights after a while.Cyril returned to the hut he had just repaired, which could only accommodate a bed and a small table. From today onwards, he would probably have to make do with it for an unknown number of nights.

It's okay, just get used to it.

After tidying up, he lay on the bed, his eyes still closed, and his whole body was placed in the darkness like thick ink.

The courtyard seemed to be quieter than the main house, except for the sound of crickets chirping regularly.

Such an environment is just suitable for sinking your thoughts and quietly sorting out the previous...

"..."

——I'm sorry, because I didn't pay attention to closing my eyelids for a moment, Cyril actually closed his eyes and fell asleep.

I don't know if he was so tired that he fell asleep, or if someone deliberately dragged him into the dream.

In short, when Cyril opened his eyes again, he was in the place where he had been before.

It's not the sea of ​​flowers in the fairyland, but under the big tree where petals fall from time to time.

Cyril sat here, leaning against the thick tree stump, without guessing why he appeared here.

Just like when he was awake, he stared straight ahead, his expression dignified in the same calm——

"...Cyril, you look so serious, are you thinking about something...?"

The falling trajectory of the petals was tilted, as if a white-haired magician lying on the branch shook his arms, as if trying to catch his hair.

"Well, I'm thinking about it."

"what?"

"Is the hand-kiss I gave to Mrs. Nana today standard? Is it rude? Well, it's been too long, and my memory is blurred. I was not like Gao Wen back then, and I could often face the beautiful woman. Miss practice..."

"..."

Merlin opened his mouth, but couldn't speak, so he raised his hand and pressed his face hard - he was afraid that he would be laughed out loud by his lover's cuteness.

"Well, it's very simple. If you're not sure, I can teach you, and I'll revisit it with you by the way..."

Cyril: "Oh."

The young man sitting under the tree didn't raise his eyelids, but his expression was calm: "I almost forgot, Mr. Merlin, you are just like my dear nephew Gao Wen, who you have borrowed your identity from. No matter what experience you have, you have more experience than me. "

Merlin: "..."

"No, regardless of experience in this area, Gao Wenqing is better—well, I was wrong, Your Excellency, your nephew, our dear Sun Knight is as pure as his bright smile."

"Let us get down to business cheerfully."

Dangerous topics cannot be continued.

Therefore, Merlin said: "Cyril, you should already feel some problems with this world."

"Among them, the biggest problem is..."