Supernatural is king

There is a very famous cake shop on the commercial street near Rabo Street.

During these four years, the types of cakes placed in the cabinet every day are not fixed, and the quantity and price set are also not fixed.

Although it is delicious, sometimes the price of buying a cake in this store is so expensive that you can buy four or five cakes in other stores, and sometimes you can buy four or five cakes here, and you can only buy one outside.

How you want to sell depends on the owner's mood.

And the owner of this shop seems to be a little girl with black hair and black eyes and a boy with brown hair and kite eyes.

"Dazai."

Eili put the milk on the table, looked at the boy lying on the table and said helplessly, "You should go back to work."

The boy in a black windbreaker with a bandage in front of his face moved his hands and feet like a fool, put his face on the cold glass tabletop, and said with a pout: "No, you don't know how Mr. Sen squeezed me. I Before I became a cadre, he threw so many things for me to do."

"After all, those who can do more work." With a look of kindness that doesn't match her age, Eili stretched out her hand to smooth the bangs on the boy's forehead: "Now the cadres of Hong Kong gangsters are only Hongye and A, and A can't give much trust, so I can only trouble Hongye and you to take more care of me."

She pushed the milk towards the boy's eyes.

"Then why don't you ask Mr. Lantang to help, isn't he also a candidate for a cadre?"

Osamu Dazai stared at the dead fish and drank the milk on the table in one gulp.

Osamu Dazai is now 15 years old, but his height is still only a pitiful 1.5 meters.

Every time he skipped work and came to Huili to take a rest, he would be poured a big glass of milk by Huili, which was called "enhancing height".

Eri took the glass to the counter and explained to Osamu Dazai while washing it: "After all, Lantang is not as knowledgeable as you are, so you always have to be on guard."

Osamu Dazai's eyes followed Eri all the time, when Eri turned and approached, he said casually: "Then you can come back and help."

Eili didn't speak, and looked at the boy with gentle downcast eyes.

Dazai gasped violently.

He buried his head between his arms, leaving only one hair in front of Huili's eyes.

Eri sighed and rubbed the boy's short fluffy hair.

In fact, ever since she learned about her mother's big secret that day, she has asked Huili about it.

But apart from getting a few vague words, after knowing that Eili would leave sooner or later, he didn't get any other news.

The same is true for asking Mori Ogai with his face down. Although Mori Ogai knew about it from Natsume Soseki, Natsume Soseki didn't tell him how long Eri could stay in this world.

After being secretly discouraged for a while, Osamu Dazai raised his head and changed the topic, and when Mr. Hirotsu couldn't bear to come to arrest him, he reluctantly said goodbye to Eri.

After Osamu Dazai left, Eri went into the room to see what was going on with the oven in the kitchen.

But when taking the cake out of the oven, Eri moved her ears.

Her five senses have always been more sensitive than ordinary people, even the slight to inaudible opening and closing of cabinet doors and the sound of gears turning are extremely clear in her ears.

Thinking of the chaos that often occurs in this commercial street near Raibo Street, Eri sighed, put the baking tray aside, and walked out quietly.

A boy about eleven or twelve years old was holding a bag of bread in his hand, and was stealthily hiding in the counter with a wire to pry the cash register.

Judging by their clothes, they should be children living on Radium Bowl Street.

Eri slowly stood behind the boy who hadn't noticed anyone coming, and waited for the boy to turn around with her arms folded.

After the boy excitedly stuffed all the banknotes in the cash register into his arms and turned around, he was scared out of his wits by the girl standing behind him.

The boy should have fought many times. When this ordinary person should be frightened, he reacted quickly and took a step back, swung the bread in his hand and threw it at Huili's head.

He even planned it in his heart. Swinging this bag will definitely blind the seemingly helpless little girl for a while. Before the little girl can react, he can turn over the counter and run the way.

But the dream is beautiful, the reality is bleak.

The menacing plastic bag didn't even touch Huili's hair, and the boy who was holding it knelt on the ground with his wrists cut behind him.

This is impossible!

The boy struggled desperately like a fish landing on the shore, but the girl's slender hand pinched his arm so lightly, but it hurt him so much that he couldn't move like iron clamps.

There were hurried footsteps going away outside the door, and Eili glanced at it out of the corner of her eye, and picked up the boy who was kneeling on the ground with one hand.

"Children, stealing is a very bad habit."

Seeing the boy's shabby but clean clothes, Eri frowned and preached.

Being able to have clean and tidy clothes in such a chaotic place on Radium Bowl Street means that the child has either joined some organization or been raised.

Obviously, the former is usually the one who can do this kind of stealing.

However, the boy who was called a child by Eri, who seemed to be only one or two years older than him, blushed angrily, raised his neck and bluffed and threatened, "Let go of me! Do you know who my boss is? Wait a minute!" Come on, he's coming to clean you up soon!!!"

Even if someone grabbed his hand, the boy was still arrogant, and seemed to be very confident.

So it turned out that the footsteps just now were the accomplices calling for someone?

A child so young can call the eldest...

Eili asked with great interest: "Your boss? [King of Sheep]?"

Sheep is an organization composed of teenagers, and the leader of the organization, the King of Sheep, is Chuya Nakahara known as the [Gravity Manipulator].

Seeing that Huili knew this title, the boy became even more confident, and commanded viciously: "Since you know, then don't let me go. If you let me go, I can still intercede with the boss, or you can just wait." Bar!!"

Child, you need to be cool.

Eili looked at the sullen young man with Chufa standing behind the boy, hesitant to speak.

"What are you bastard talking about???"

Before Huili could speak, the boy Chufa grabbed the boy's collar from Huili's hand, and rubbed the boy on the ground.

The restraint of the sheep in the Central Plains is also one of the most unique among so many organizations.

You can't steal, rob and kill, you can't forcibly collect protection fees, you can't touch drugs, weapons, fire, etc. In the eyes of other organizations, it is like a bondage to fight.

But no matter what others think, Zhongyuanzhong still insists on this bottom line, and when someone in the sheep violates it, it will be punished mercilessly.

In the end, the boy Chufa pressed the boy with a bruised nose and swollen face, and then he took out all the cash he had just stolen from his arms, and then gave Huili a ninety-degree bow to apologize.

"I am Zhongye from the Central Plains." Chu Fa young man tried his best to suppress his anger, his eyes were full of guilt: "I'm sorry, I will definitely teach this kid a good lesson, and I will bring him to send the compensation tomorrow."

Eri looked at the aggrieved boy and the scattered bread or cakes, and nodded.

But Nakahara Chuya was the only one who came over early the next morning.

Chu Yuan, who stuffed the envelope containing the money into Eri's hand, also scratched his head at a loss, not knowing how to explain to Eri that the other person didn't come.

Seeing the young man's embarrassment, Eili couldn't help but chuckled, and pointed to the seat opposite her for the young man to sit down.

Zhong Yuan, who was somewhat guilty, sat down cautiously, waiting for Eili's question.

Although sitting in front of him was a little girl who looked younger than him, Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that if he did something wrong, he was wrong, and he couldn't think that he could be fooled just because the other party was young.

Thinking of this, the boy stood up abruptly, and bowed to Huili with a blushing face.

Such a polite appearance is really not like the frightening [King of Sheep] in the rumors.

Eri laughed, stood up and pushed the boy back to his seat, then pushed the cake on the table that was prepared for the boy in front of him.

"Eat, it's prepared for you."

The boy who originally wanted to refuse was blocked by a sentence prepared for you.

He picked up the fork stiffly, cut off a piece of sweet and greasy cake that he never liked, and stuffed it into his mouth.

He prepared himself and chewed a couple of bites.But I found that this piece of Black Forest cake was not as sweet and greasy as I remembered, but had a faint fragrance and bitterness, which just combined the sweetness.

While Nakahara was eating the cake, Eri stuffed the envelope containing the money back into the boy's pocket.

Even though Huili has long been far away from the center of power, this little information can still be obtained easily.

So she knew clearly last night about the economic difficulties within the sheep and the members' style of work that Zhongyuan Zhongya didn't even know about.

Including this money may be something that the young man in front of him paid out of his own pocket to compensate.

She is not a poor owner, she opened the store here just because it would be very leisurely.

After all most people who live around here can't afford cakes.

Seeing that Zhongyuan Zhong also looked up at her in a daze, with a little cream still on the corner of his mouth, Huili bent his eyes and smiled at him: "You can keep the money yourself."

"No, you..."

Zhong Yuan was also taken aback, and took out the envelope from his pocket in a panic, wanting to stuff it back into Hui Li's hand.

But Eri firmly pressed his hand, and said firmly: "If you eat my cake, you must listen to me."

Cannibals have short mouths and short hands.

The boy was never good at refusing, so in the end he could only be pushed back to his seat by Eri, and he ate the small cake one bite at a time.

When Zhong Yuanzhong was about to leave, Eili stretched out his hand to the boy.

"I was in a hurry last time, and I didn't have time to introduce myself to you."

"I'm Eri Atobe, please give me your advice."

The girl with a cute smile and exquisite dress is like a doll placed in the window of a toy store. She feels as if she was raised in the palm of someone's hand and cared for. She has not been ravaged by wind, frost, rain and snow to show such a pure and gentle smile.

It is incompatible with this gloomy Radium Bowl Street.

Probably the eldest lady of some family feels that life is boring, come to experience the sufferings of the world.

Zhong Yuanzhong also thought so, and after a moment of silence, he held that small hand.

"I am Chuya of the Central Plains, please give me more advice."

The author has something to say: 3.27

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I want to condemn those devils in the group! ! ! !Condemn you! ! !

The beginning is about to end, and we will run away when we join the Hong Kong gangsters.

What kind of abuse of Hongye, I don't, rare conscience, I want to make her happy for the rest of her life

☆感谢在2020-03-2618:24:48~2020-03-2720:55:42期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Jing Jing, Yu Qilin, Li Xue at the beginning of the month, Ling Du Li Ying, Gu Liang who traveled around the world;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：苏瑾之75瓶；班大人赛高20瓶；云兔兔16瓶；西西15瓶；环游世界的菇凉10瓶；九爷8瓶；有尔存焉、东君芳华5瓶；锦瑟思华年3瓶；梵音、星落池畔2瓶；乔顾、叶黎渊、银霜素雪、幻暝月1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!