Complete Survival Manual

The long-handled umbrella leans against the pillar in the porch, and the woman as beautiful as porcelain picks up a tea bowl to catch the rain curtain hanging from the eaves.

The rain falls from the clouds, passes through the raised eaves and falls into the deep green bowl.The lacquered star pattern in the tea bowl swayed under a shallow layer of water, and the halo full of the bowl was gently shattered by the continuous ripples.

She poked her head to look, her expression full of curiosity.

The sound of pedaling footsteps came from behind her, and after a few indistinguishable frictions of clothing materials, someone said, "Miss Xue, be careful not to catch a cold."

It was the maid's voice. Mitsui Koxue didn't turn her head, but said: "Look, A Jiang. She stared at the water in the bowl." When I was young, when I watched the heavy rain that splashed water, I often thought, the sky When the rain falls on the ground, will they feel pain?If so, what is the difference between what fell in the pond and what fell in the soil?But then I thought again, the raindrops falling from the sky are all on the road of smashing themselves to pieces, so it doesn't matter where they fall. "

The maid named A Jiang took out a handkerchief, lowered her head and said, "Ye Yu is a bit chilly, Miss Xue, it's better to take care of your health these few days."

"...A Jiang is still so boring, you won't laugh when I tell you a joke." Mitsui Xiaoxue loosened her hand, and the expensive tea bowl fell into a puddle of water. She looked at A Jiang, revealing a smile. Still smiling innocently, "Wipe it for me, Ah Jiang."

Mitsui Xiaoxue's hands were covered with cold rainwater. A Jiang carefully wiped off the water stains for her, and said in a warm voice, "Miss Xue, do you want to change your clothes first?"

The moisture under the corridor wet Mitsui Koyuki's skirt, and the thin summer clothes became a little sticky.Mitsui Koyuki was in a daze, until her fingers turned from cold to warm again, she tugged at the hem of her skirt and stood up.

"No need, isn't Zhihui looking for me urgently?" Her beautiful brows frowned, but there was a smile in her eyes, "Zhihui is busy recently, so don't let him waste time waiting for me It’s a small thing like changing clothes. Where does he want to meet me, take me there now.”

Walking from the rain-observing corridor to the tea room where Mitsui Naoki is located, one needs to pass through an empty courtyard.Mitsui's gardens have always been famous, and the regular maintenance of the gardens every year is a huge expense.Many masters have worked hard for it, and finally created a yard that looks like a work of art.

Beauty is beauty, but it seems to lack some delicate popularity.

Walking here, even the sparse bamboo shadows look like ghosts at night.

"Master Zhihui is near the Patriarch, and he is not allowed to leave for a moment. So, Master, please go to the tea room where the Patriarch receives guests on weekdays." A Jiang held an umbrella for her, and his shoulders were mostly wet.Mitsui Koyuki focused on the road under her feet, and wondered if she was paying attention.

Ah Jiang called her hesitantly: "Miss Xue..."

Mitsui Koyuki: "I'm listening."

Of course she was listening.

Recently, the Patriarch's health condition is not good. Although the Mitsui family blocked the news from the outside world, the family members who are still in the house can't hide it. Everyone is secretly guessing that the Patriarch's situation is not very good.

As the heir of the Patriarch, Mitsui Naoki has also heard about Mitsui Koyuki who has been busy.When she was recalled to her family by an unclear message, she knew that the rumors were probably true.

"It's raining tonight, please come to the front yard." Mitsui Naoki put out the cigarette in his hand, changed from cross-legged to sitting upright, and extended his hand to invite: "Miss Xue, please sit down."

Mitsui Koyuki: "Long time no see, Naoki. It seems that you have had a hard time recently to be able to smoke in the tea room without paying attention."

"It's hard work, it's just that the handover of some things is too troublesome." Naoki Mitsui said with a wry smile, "Father used to rely on his father alone for the operation of the family. Now that he is ill, I just act as the head of the family for a few days. I already feel that I am a bit overwhelmed. I really don’t know what my father did before..."

Mitsui Koyuki poured herself a cup of tea with a smile, and quietly listened to Mitsui Naoki's complaints.The smell of burnt tobacco and the aroma of tea are intertwined, and the whole tea room smells quite weird, which reminds Mitsui Koyuki of the smoking room in the shopping mall.

People's faces are covered by cigarette smoke, and everyone's face is blurred. In the small smoking room, everyone smokes silently, letting the useless breath slowly wear away unscrupulously. life.

In the place of killing oneself, human beings have always been full of imagination and creativity.

Mitsui Koyuki failed to withstand the temptation. When she went out, she also threw off the "family" who followed her, and secretly immersed herself in the spirit-numbing tobacco for a while.

This is her old secret and the only proof that she has violated the Mitsui family education.

That's amazing, and by Mitsui's standards, she's definitely made a mistake.If she is accidentally discovered, she will even be directly marked as unqualified, and she will be rebuilt day after day like a prisoner who has committed a crime.But outside Mitsui's house across the wall, in a society full of laws and civilization, she is innocent.

She used to think that her usefulness was limited to the disintegration of the Nozawa family, until later, she watched her lovely daughter embark on the same path as her.

——In the end Ryoko died in front of her.

She didn't know until the end that her daughter never accepted her fate.

Ryoko Beichuan is fighting against the suffocating family by burning her life.

"...Naoki, if you have anything to say, you can tell me directly." Mitsui Koyuki still smiled like an ignorant girl, but her words were light and tingly, "After all, the one who called me back should It's not the head of the family, but you. Zhihui, the smell you want to seize power is as bad as the smoke after burning cigarettes..." She paused, and added slowly, "And it's conspicuous Extremely."

"What makes you anxious, Mr. Heir?"

Mitsui Naoki pondered and gave the answer.

"You hid it very well. I didn't realize it until I took over some business a while ago... As my father's sister, before you married Nozawa Kohei, you had a certain right to speak in the family. It was only later that you faded out Mitsui's family, no one will know about these things." He poured a cup of tea and pushed it to the opposite side of Mitsui Koyuki, "Now the family is in turmoil, I hope you can come and help me."

Mitsui Koyuki smiled slowly.

She thought of her father who sighed and said "It's a pity you are not a boy" when he was alive, thought of the false fairy tale of pretending to marry Nozawa innocently, and thought of her promise not to touch the rights of the family because of Ryoko...

[The things you worked so hard to gather, Naoki wants to give them to me. ] Looking at the shadow of a tree on the window paper of the tea room, Mitsui Xiaoxue felt that the world was strange.

The child raised by the eldest brother is actually rebellious.

"...Okay, I promise you." She drank the cold tea, "It would be great to gain the trust of the new Patriarch."

It would be great to be able to send the Mitsui family a ruined funeral with their own hands.

[Let me see how far I can go. ]

[Let me see how our tragedy will end in the end. ]

Mitsui, Mitsui...

……

In the restaurant recommended by everyone in the detective agency, Tsushima and Dazai ordered a table of dishes that didn't look too good.There are not many customers today, and the boss rarely said a few words when he saw the handsome little brother haunting.

"This is a cooking technique I learned at an authentic Sichuan restaurant across the sea. Although it looks very spicy, it will actually be delicious after you get used to it." Tsushima tentatively picked up a piece of tofu from the nearby plate and ate it. Time to open your eyes.

“It was unexpectedly delicious…”

Osamu Dazai: "Huh?"

Tsushima took another piece, and after eating, he confirmed, "It's really delicious. The tofu is tender enough, with a melt-in-your-mouth texture and a special sauce to neutralize it, which just covers up the lack of tofu flavor. Although The taste is a bit stronger, but it’s perfectly fine to eat once in a while.”

Osamu Dazai laughed, "If it's delicious...let me try this." He extended his chopsticks to another dish, and after taking out the fish fillet from the thick red soup, he tentatively took a bite.

Tsushima: "How is it?"

"This one is delicious too!" Osamu Dazai opened his eyes wide, looking very surprised, "The fish fillet still retains its texture after it's fully cooked...it's rare, and the soup is also fresh and sweet, not spicy at all. "

The boss was relieved to see that the diners liked it.

Tsushima's hands paused, and he looked at Osamu Dazai.Osamu Dazai just happened to look over, and both of them had the same surprise in their eyes.

The words "unexpectedly delicious" were clearly placed on their faces.

So they tried the dishes highly recommended by each other.

Osamu Dazai choked, and the corners of his eyes turned red.

Tsushima's expression changed, as if he had swallowed a piece of burning coal.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Tsushima: "..."

The spicy taste hits the stomach.

After a few seconds of delay, they were in the mood to laugh at each other.

"What kind of expression do you have?" Osamu Dazai laughed exaggeratedly, and his whole body was about to lie down on the table.

"You almost cried just now." Tsushima said unceremoniously in a subtle tone.

Dazai: "I think I'm a little stronger than you, but I can't at all, Tsushima~"

Tsushima: "You can't do it at all, Dazai."

Dazai: "The tofu you recommend is like hell's magma! It's over the mark!"

Tsushima: "It can't compare to the fish you recommended, who is going too far!"

Dazai: "The Taste Loser!"

Tsushima: "Lava grilled mackerel!"

The tableware jingled, and the two accused each other loudly. The scene was so naive for a moment that people suspected that they were in kindergarten.

The boss stood aside with a smile, not at all worried that his table would be overturned by two quarreling people.

By the time Tsushima's cell phone rang, the two had already ate a lot of strange things inexplicably while fighting each other.

The phone rang like a signal for a truce, and Tsushima and Dazai stopped arguing at the same time.

After seeing the string of numbers on the screen clearly, Tsushima frowned, "Naoki?"

This is a long-lost call from Mitsui's family.

The author has something to say: an unknown episode that probably happened a long time later—

When Eri Ihara, who had a rare vacation, came back, she brought souvenirs to everyone in the office.

When Tsushima saw Eri Ihara, she was sorting out the documents piled up on the desktop.Tsushima, who was rarely in Kyoto and got to work on time, smiled and said, "Good morning, Eri-chan, how do you feel about your long-lost vacation?"

"It's a vacation I've never had before." Eri Ihara corrected, "I've never taken a vacation since I came to work in the firm, you bastard boss."

"Ordinary clerks received small things like postcards and bookmarks, and Ueno and the others received pastries...do I have any presents?"

"..." Eri Ihara stopped packing her things, "President, you make me not want to give you the gift..."

Tsushima didn't speak, his eyebrows and eyes were curved beautifully.Ihara Eri shook silently, and quickly took out a small packaged box.

"Here, the things inside are completely different from other people's." Ihara Eri was rather melancholy, "Who told you to be the boss? Finally, after my new friend heard that I was going to bring a souvenir, he took me to a suitable place. Shop to buy souvenirs. The last thing I bought was also suggested by him... This is the gift that I think is the most suitable for you in the end."

[In the end, only the things brought back to the president were the most expensive. ]

[Too unwilling. ]

"Hey, accident." The little gift box was so light and weightless, Tsushima said with a smile, "Now that you're back, let's work hard from now on, Eri-chan."

"I have accepted the gift."

When he returned to Yokohama the next day, Osamu Dazai was still at the detective agency.

On the way, Tsushima received a message from Osamu Dazai, saying that there was an urgent commission.Tsushima thought for a while, and went directly to the coffee shop downstairs of the detective agency to wait for others.

Everyone in the coffee shop knew Tsushima, and when they saw him coming, they greeted him warmly: "Long time no see, Mr. Tsushima."

"Long time no see, the ladies are still radiant."

"Oh, you are too kind."

The girls laughed and asked him to sit down.

The coffee shop was not too busy at this time, and the lively and delicate girls were like a flock of chirping birds, chatting non-stop around the Tsushima table.With a polite smile, Tsushima responded with one or two from time to time, but in fact he was a little distracted.

Tsushima thought of the souvenir from Eri Ihara.

The small box is actually not suitable for anything, its size is stuck on the subtle size, maybe why something is tailor-made.Before opening the box, Tsushima actually guessed what was inside.

[In the final analysis, why are so many people enthusiastic about such a cold little thing? ] He rubbed the things in his pocket through the fabric, feeling quite delicate, [Is it because it can prove something...? ]

The girls around me dispersed at some point, the cafe was busy, guests came and went, the sky outside the glass changed from blue to an intense color like a burning mountain fire.

Tsushima stared at the brown liquid in front of him in a daze. The surface of the coffee that had lost its heat was as smooth as a mirror.

"Oh, I've been waiting for a long time." The wind chime jingled at the door, and the next second a tall young man sat across from Tsushima, "Kunikida-kun is really over the top today! You know you're back, but you still hold him I work overtime."

"Hey—that's too much, Kunikida-kun."

"Yes, yes." Osamu Dazai slammed down on the table and complained: "Kunikida-kun will definitely not find a girlfriend he likes in the end, the man who is wholeheartedly looking for a marriage goal for his ideal is the most pathetic of."

They all saw Kunikida Doppo's ideal type of female request, and agreed that it was impossible to achieve.

Osamu Dazai complained about today's work, and outside the window were passers-by in a hurry.

Tsushima feels the daily happenings, and the smile on the corner of his mouth is no longer something that can only be expressed deliberately.For him now, that's enough.

"I heard that Miss Eri brought souvenirs for all of you?"

The topic turned to Eri Ihara unknowingly, and Tsushima said: "The vice president, who had a rare vacation, did not forget the office during the vacation. It is really touching."

Osamu Dazai knocked on the table with his fingers, full of curiosity.

"Miss Eri sent me a special email, saying that she brought me a present too." He said, "Do you know what it is, Tsushima?"

Tsushima sighed, and said frankly: "I know, I know, but she shouldn't choose this thing for me. And..."

"Ok?"

And none of them are people who need something like this to prove something.

Osamu Dazai looked at him, there was a soft light in his iris eyes.

Tsushima's kiss fell on Dazai's lips, and he said softly, "Let's go home."

………………

It's a small theater, no, it's a big theater (loud)!

In the end, Ms. Ihara Eri's heart was still buried deep in the drawer and pressed at the bottom of the box.

Eri Ihara: ... (The hammer cracked a wall while maintaining a smile)

Finally, thanks to moxibustion mines!

Comparing hearts~ (a hug.jpg)