Everyday ordinary of Miss Miura

In the following days, Harun Miura returned to his normal life, going to school, doing homework, having lunch parties with friends, nothing different from before, the only difference is probably...

Haru Miura looked at Sawada Tsunayoshi who was going to send him home today, feeling a little helpless:

"Gun-jun, I will take care to protect myself, so you don't have to send me home every day. And... I am also very powerful!"

She clenched her fists to show Tsunayoshi Sawada the muscles on her arms. They were strong and well-proportioned, and it seemed that she had insisted on exercising.

Sawada Tsunayoshi chuckled, and said like coaxing a child:

"Yes, yes, Xiaochun is very powerful, but I will still be very worried about you."

Seeing how he still insisted on sending her home, Haru Miura realized for the first time that a gentle person like Tsunayoshi Sawada would be quite scary once he became persistent, so she had to walk with him and asked:

"Gun Jun is the leader of Peng Gelie, is it really okay to send me home like this every day? You should have a lot of things to deal with, right?"

She once heard that Dino, the elder brother of Sawada Tsunayoshi, the leader of the Gaberone family, often came to Sawada's house to complain that the leader was too busy with work, and wondered why the same leader, Sawada Tsunayoshi, could go to high school as an excuse. Trusted subordinates to deal with affairs, and he is not even qualified to go to college.

Regarding this, their common tutor Li Baowen only commented on one sentence:

"It's not that you can't go to school, it's just that it's unnecessary. After all, Dino's academic performance has never been very good. Going to college is just a waste of time and money."

A solid mental attack.

"I just want to spend as much time with Xiaochun as possible."

Sawada Tsunayoshi's voice pulled Miura Haru out of his spiritual world, and the girl subconsciously uttered "Hay?" upon hearing his words.

"Mr. Gang..."

That sentence just now sounds too... like a romance novel.

Miura Haru was a little shy, thinking of the love novel she had read halfway through, and for some reason, she felt that at this moment, her heartbeat was a little abnormally accelerated because of what Sawada Tsunayoshi said just now.

"Didn't Xiaochun once say that he wanted to become Mrs. Judaime?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi's gentle voice reached Haru Miura's ears again. After hearing this, the red-haired girl's face turned red, and her voice was a little knotted:

"This... this, this, this... I used to be ignorant and talk nonsense, Mr. Gang, just pretend that you have never heard this sentence before!"

God, it is a public execution!Miura Harun thought that he hadn't figured out what kind of existence Vongola was before, and because of the surge in affection for Sawada Tsunayoshi at that time, he clamored for a long time to be his future Mrs. Judaime. Everyone, whether it is the swords that love her or friends, even the person involved, Tsunayoshi Sawada, did not stop her from thinking about it. On the contrary, she still thinks that her seriousness when she says this every day is cute of.

Thinking about it now, the past is really unbearable.

"Don't Xiaochun want to be Mrs. Judaime now?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi's voice sounded again, Miura Haru turned to look at him, saw his jujube-colored eyes full of seriousness, for some reason, she suddenly thought of Sawada Tsunayoshi ten years later, and that sentence :

"So it's my wife."

That "Ma'am" was heard in her ears, and she will never forget it.

It's like opening a bottle of hidden wine, mellow and sweet.

She spoke suddenly, her grape-colored eyes sparkling with glass:

"First, I want to be a land god; then..."

She tilted her head and laughed:

"If possible, I would like to be Mrs.'s wife."

"Mister's wife?"

The young Pengo Lie raised his eyebrows, seeming a little puzzled, but Miura Haru just covered his mouth and chuckled:

"If I get married, won't I be the husband's wife? It's just that I don't know if I can marry at that time."

Miura Haru looked up at the sky, she only knew that her grandmother became a human god after giving birth to her mother, and she never knew who her grandfather was. Export secrets.

"Is that so?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi nodded, said nothing more, and stopped asking questions about Haru Miura's willingness to become Mrs. Judaime.

When we arrived at Miura's house, when we parted, Sawada Tsunayoshi suddenly said to her:

"Xiaochun, I have a wish. Every time I go to the shrine, I will pray to the sacred tree. I always hope that it will come true."

"Eh? What kind of wish?"

When Miura Haru heard this, he asked in a responsible manner, but Sawada Tsunayoshi just shook his head and chuckled:

"I can't say for the time being, it will probably take some time to realize it."

"Is that so? So is there anything I can do for you?"

Miura Haru asked again, but the boy shook his head, just looked at her, stretched out his hand to pick off the leaves that fell on her shoulders, and said:

"If it comes true, I'll let you know."

After speaking, he nodded to her, then turned and left.

"Hay...it's kind of weird..."

Miura Haru stood there and looked at the boy's back, a little puzzled.

In Honmaru, Tsurumaru Kuninaga is arranging the books in the study room. This is his internal work today, and he puts all the books that have been placed out of order.First find out all the bookshelves that have been disturbed, then rearrange them according to the height of the books, and finally make adjustments, and the finishing work is completed.

"Unexpectedly, the books in the study have become more and more

more and more. "

He slowly pushed a book back into the shelf, talking to himself.

Suddenly, he touched a black and somewhat old notebook. He picked it up, observed it carefully, opened the cover, and saw "Observation Diary" written on the front page of the notebook.

"Is it the notes of the medicine research?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga closed the cover and said with a smile:

"It's rare that someone as careful as Yaoyan would leave his notes in the study."

So he put the notebook aside, ready to take it to Kento Shiro after finishing the work.

At night, Yaken Toshiro, who was working on experiments in the exclusive infirmary, looked at the notebook in Tsurumaru Kuninaga's hand, pushed his eyes, and said calmly:

"This is not my note. My notes are all kept here in the laboratory."

As he spoke, he turned sideways and showed Tsurumaru the books and notes in the bookcase behind him.

"Really? That would be strange."

Tsurumaru rubbed the cover of the notebook, feeling that he had encountered a problem that he could not solve after a long time.

"See if the notebook is signed. If so, you can find the owner."

The calm and most scientific Toshiro Dagger suggested.

The white Fu Sangshen finally nodded in agreement:

"That's a good suggestion! Then I'll take it back and have a look.

It is. ”

Tsurumaru Kuninaga felt that half of the problem was solved, so he waved to Yaoken and said goodbye.

Back in his room, Tsurumaru Kuninaga put the notebook on the table, and after a long while, he turned it gently page by page.

However, after only turning to the third page, he stopped and did not turn any further.

"This really...scares me...Akiho."

Fu Sangshen, who was as white as snow, stared at the paragraph of text on the notebook and a yellowed photo pasted on it. His green fingertips slid across the photo. The baby in the photo was sleeping in a swaddle. In the middle of the day, the soft down hair is only a thin layer attached to the scalp.On the left side of the photo, there is a paragraph of text in clear and beautiful font:

"On the hundredth day of Xiaochun's birth, Yumi took her to the shrine and let the swords take care of her for a period of time. This is the best time for me.At eight o'clock in the evening, I took the child to my room, fused Bengyu into her body, observed for two hours, she did not show any rejection, I finally felt relieved..."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga lightly stroked the clear and beautiful font, which was very familiar to him.

"What have you done, Qiusui?"

He sighed softly, his fingers trembled slightly, and flipped through the notes at the back, only to see a photo of Haru Miura appeared in each different time period, and then accompanied by an observation record about the power of "Bengyu" , this observation diary has lasted for more than ten years, and the last photo appeared on Miura Haru's 14th birthday.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga looked at this photo. The girl in the photo was wearing a light blue dress with a birthday paper hat from the cake shop on her head. She closed her eyes and made a wish to a five-layer cake in front of her. A passage from , written in clear and beautiful fonts:

"Xiaochun is 14 years old. Today is the day when she officially became the spokesperson of the shrine. A few days ago, she told me that she followed Sawada Tsunayoshi to the future. From now on, my observation diary will come to an end. The next time , I need to do something else, and it's time for her to grow up and accept her talents. '

At night, the shrine was lit with orange lights, and the noise of swordsmen laughing and beating and cursing came from the Ohiro room and the courtyard of Honmaru, which was very lively.Tsurumaru Kunianaga sat quietly in the room, the room was dark without the headlights turned on, except for an orange warm light illuminating the black notebook in front of him.

After a long time, Tsurumaru Kuninaga gently closed the notebook, reached out and pressed its cover, and finally put it on his bookshelf.

He opened the window, looked at the scattered starlight in the sky, and sighed softly after a long time:

"I believe in you...whatever you do is to protect the world you love."

At this moment in the port of Yokohama, a tall brown-haired young man wearing a camel coat humming a song slowly walked out of the warehouse. A blond man with glasses stood outside the warehouse. He pushed the glasses until he came out:

"Let's go, the car is over there."

"Good Mr. Kunikida~~~~"

Osamu Dazai whistled in a good mood, Kunikida Doppo quickly covered his mouth, and said in a low voice:

"Idiot Dazai, do you want to attract other people?!"

"Um...sorry."

Having said that, Dazai Osamu didn't have any regretful expression on his face. Kunikida sighed and asked:

"So found it? The exhibit?"

"I saw it."

Osamu Dazai and him got into the car, Kunikida kicked the accelerator and drove out of the port. The brown-haired young man rested his chin and watched the scenery passing by outside the window. The night view of Linhai Avenue was colorful and beautiful displayed by neon lights. Ascending, said softly:

"The exhibit in that box is not Mare's ring at all. It must be that Hong Kong and Hei are going to start cleaning it recently."

"Ah, that's their business."

Kunikida focused on the front and took the time to answer.

'The scenery of my hometown is still the same, but I am no longer the boy I used to be. '

—— Kunikida Doppo "Musashino"