Kneeling and begging to live past the age of 18

"Salt and... eh? No more?"

Seeing the empty salt, Mori Ogai looked at the half-cooked noodle soup and sighed.

Why do you feel that things are not going well recently?

"Xi-chan-"

Mori Ogai turned down the fire and left the kitchen, and soon saw Nozomi Miki outside.

"Xi-chan, I'm going next door to buy something, can you watch the fire in the kitchen for me?"

With that said, he made a promise.

"I'll be right back!"

"I see."

Jumping off the chair, Miki Nozomi nodded and took the initiative to walk towards the kitchen.

Mori Ogai, who was very relieved of Miki Nozomi, hurried to buy salt, and Miki Nozomi, who came to the kitchen, looked at the vegetables that had been cut, and felt that he was a little ready to move.

Hmm, that craving to put things down.

She turned her head and glanced at the empty corridor, without saying a word, she directly lifted the stool next to her and put it in front, with a faint excitement on her face.

Anyway, it's just a portion of noodles, and I didn't cook it myself, I just helped put a little ingredients, so it's definitely not a problem!

After a few minutes, when Mori Ogai came back, he looked at Miki Nozomi who was quietly watching the fire in the kitchen, seemingly doing nothing, and asked subconsciously.

"Xi-chan, you didn't do anything, did you?"

"doing what?"

Miki Nozomi showed a meaningful smile.

"what can I do?"

Mori Ogai: "..."

The hand holding the salt even trembled slightly, and Mori Ogai stared straight at the pot that "appeared" to be exactly the same as when he went out as always, but with green smoke floating, and the alarm sounded in his heart.

Is this still nothing?It's over, it's over!I should let Alice buy it! ! !

"Xijiang, look at the smoky kitchen, it's not suitable for a child like you."

Quickly putting the salt in his hands aside, Mori Ogai bent down and pushed Miki Nozomi's shoulder, leading her to the door.

"Just leave the cooking to me, Xi-chan, you can play outside first, and then just take it out when I'm done!"

As he said that, as soon as Miki Nozomi was pushed out of the kitchen, Mori Ogai smiled confidently at her, and then... quickly closed the door.

Turning his head to see the weird green steam floating on the pot, he took a deep breath and made a decision in his mind.

He would be a fool to let Xijiang into the kitchen again! ! !

He secretly started a pot of soup again, and after a while, Mori Ogai made noodles.

"Xi-chan - I've already made dinner."

Holding two bowls of noodles, Mori Ogai walked through the corridor where various things were placed. As he walked to the door, the closed door opened in due time. Mori Ogai held the bowl steadily, entered the room and put On the table.

"Okay, okay, it's time for dinner."

He sat down on the chair that had been set up by the table, and pushed the small bowl towards San Muxi.

Miki Nozomi, who could tell at a glance that the other party had reworked it, thought it was a pity in his heart, but still didn't say anything, took the chopsticks obediently, and then...stared at Mori Ogai with a blank expression.

Mori Ogai, who was already very familiar, looked at the opponent's bowl that was more than one or two circles smaller than his own, and said helplessly.

"I really don't do much..."

"I think it's more than I normally eat."

Raising his hand and pushing the noodle in front of him to the other side's bowl, Miki Nozomi looked at Mori Ogai with even a trace of disgust?

"Doctor Sen, you come here every time. When you can change it, you don't have to be so troublesome now."

Knowing that she "has a small appetite", she ends up serving more than her appetite every time, so that she always has to give the extra to the other party.

The most important thing is that this person is still enjoying it, it can be said that he does it every meal!What kind of hobby is this?

If it weren't for anorexia, she would definitely teach you how to be a doctor! ! !

"Xi-chan, don't you really think you eat too little?"

Repeating what he had to do every day, even every meal, Mori Ogai sighed and picked one-third of Miki Nozomi's bowl of noodles into his own bowl, and still didn't give up.

"The amount I prepared is definitely in line with Xi-chan's normal appetite at this age."

If I eat less and don't like snacks, the only way left is to buy beautiful little dresses!

"Then I'm really sorry that I ate less."

Just as the two were engaged in the "argument" that occurs every day, the door of the room was suddenly opened, and a silver-haired young man in a kimono and scarf appeared at the door.

Fukuzawa Yukichi's sharp eyes scanned the room first, and then fixed on the only two living people in the room.

He just watched Mori Ogai's act of picking noodles from the little girl's bowl and putting them into his own bowl, and was silent for a second before he couldn't help but speak.

"You... grab the child's face?"

Is this the kind of person Natsume-sensei asked himself to protect?

Mori Ou's outstretched hands froze suddenly.

???

Me grab a face?Me grab a face?It's impossible for me to grab Xi-chan's noodles if I grab someone's noodles! ! !

"not like this."

Just when the atmosphere was completely condensed, a soft voice sounded, breaking the embarrassment in time.

"I couldn't eat, so Dr. Sen 'shared' it for me."

When sharing the word, Miki Nozomi glanced at Mori Ogai with a smile.

"So Dr. Sen should serve me less next time, otherwise it will be easy to be misunderstood."

"This is hahaha..."

Haha and didn't answer, Mori Ogai quickly picked out the noodles, and pushed the bowl back to Miki Nozomi.

"Okay, okay, Xi-chan, let's eat."

It is impossible not to serve too much, so I just watch Xijiang eat a little more every day to get the motivation to cook (busbi).

After another conversation during the meal, the identity of the visitor was quickly confirmed. It was the "bodyguard" recommended by Natsume Soseki, whose name was Fukuzawa Yukichi.

Fukuzawa Yukichi, a man who is printed on Japanese banknotes in many other worlds, is a "bodyguard" here. It really makes people marvel at the magic of the world.

"So you are a master of swordsmanship?"

Taking the lead in talking about it one step at a time, Miki Nozomi looked at Fukuzawa Yukichi who was standing in the room with the door closed, and asked curiously.

"Is it the kind where you cut across with a knife and then pour a piece in the other side?"

After all, it is the era of guns and cannons. There should be no supernatural abilities here except supernatural abilities, and she has not seen many samurai here. If a samurai with swordsmanship is used as a bodyguard, let alone smashing a building, it should be able to use a knife anyway. Like splitting bullets?

Facing the child's simple doubts, Fukuzawa Yukichi was not as serious as he was at the beginning. He softened his expression slightly and answered accurately.

"In my case, yes."

As an assassin working for the government, he had been able to do this easily many years ago.

But speaking of...

Why is there such a child with a clear breath beside this man who is out of tune with him?

Thinking of Miki Nozomi's name for Mori Ogai, Fukuzawa Yukichi couldn't help but guess.

Could it be the patients here?

"Have you thought about other careers?"

Sensing the other party's kindness, Miki Nozomi bent his eyes and asked.

"If you see good swordsmanship, you can open gyms or something."

Or write, write, or write!

"In fact, I have already stopped the bodyguard business."

It can be said that he answered Miki Nozomi's question very honestly, Fukuzawa Yukichi did not show any impatience.

"Recently, I plan to open a detective agency."

Because that kid in Ranpo needed a place where he could let him go, not bury him.

Speaking of it, I don't know how Luanbu is doing now. I hope that after this period of mission is over, Luanbu will be intact and don't harm too many things.

Recalling Edogawa who wanted to follow but was prevented from following in the name of danger by himself, Fukuzawa Yukichi sighed inwardly.

...Well, although it seems unlikely.

"Detective agency? It feels great!"

His eyes lit up suddenly, and Miki Nozomi immediately flashed a person in his heart.

My little friend walks in disorder.

He is definitely suitable for a job like a detective, but unfortunately because of where he is now, he didn't want to expose Ranpo to Mori Ogai's eyes and didn't tell the address, so he could only use [Unnamed Love Letter] to send letters one-way every time.

She was really afraid that Mori Ogai would do something after he knew about Ranpo's ability, and that would be to harm his little friend.

Just when Miki Nozomi was about to say something, a cough interrupted her.

"Well, as you can see, there are two people here."

Mori Ogai, who quickly finished his noodles, dropped the bowl, turned around, and hurriedly interjected.

After all, if you don't interrupt, Xijiang will be hooked by the other party! ! !

"I don't mind the others, but Xi-chan, absolutely nothing will happen."

As he spoke, Mori Ogai stretched out a finger with a serious expression.

"Only this, the most important thing."

Whether it is only 7 years old or has supernatural powers without the slightest combat effectiveness, Nozomi Miki is "weak" no matter what.

Any random minion from the outside world can kill her, so Mori Ogai never leaves her alone.

What belongs to oneself naturally has to be well within the reach of the outside circle.

The dark purple eyes were like the light of dusk, dimming little by little, and even every word he uttered had a strong, almost warning edge in those eyes.

The dangerous sharpness even made Fukuzawa Yukichi want to press the handle of the knife at his waist for a moment of conditioned reflex, but before making a move, he realized that this was his "employer".

In the end, he just moved his fingers hidden in the wide sleeves of the kimono, without doing anything else.

"I see."

Fukuzawa Yukichi nodded slightly, and his face, which had remained paralyzed almost all the time, was not moved by Mori Ogai's sudden burst of momentum, making Mori Ogai withdrew his hand regretfully.

"Then..."

In the middle of the conversation, someone suddenly opened the door with a bang, and a man was carrying his injured companion on his back, with an urgent voice.

"Doctor! My companion is injured! Help me!!!"

Mori Ogai, who hadn't finished speaking, stood up a little displeased, and walked towards the door.

"Keep your voice down. No matter how loud your voice is, it won't heal his wounds. Are you trying to scare someone?"

"Ah...yes, sorry!"

"Forget it."

Waving his hand, Mori Ogai ordered the man.

"Move the person to the operating room, and I'll go right away."

As he spoke, he turned around again, and after looking around at Fukuzawa Yukichi, he opened his mouth seemingly casually.

"As for Your Excellency Fukuzawa, let's stay here first."

As he spoke, he walked through the door a little bit and disappeared, leaving only the voice coming from outside the door.

"Since you're here, the work of the bodyguards will start now."

Fukuzawa Yukichi: "..."

Watching Mori Ogai leave with a blank face, Fukuzawa Yukichi pondered in his heart what is different about the other party, which can make Natsume-sensei let himself protect the other party.

However, his gaze involuntarily met the clear brown eyes of Miki Nozomi who stayed in the room and also stared at him.

In an instant, Fukuzawa Yukichi suddenly had an inexplicable but lingering thought in his heart.

So now it's time to let yourself...bring the kids?

The author has something to say:

No, shouldn't it?I haven't won yet! I didn't win a single coin among 100 people! ! ! (Pupil Earthquake.jpg)

ps will post when the update is finished