The wrong way to open the healing ability

The real estate trading center is a 10-minute walk away from the villa area. Zhenzhi and Dun declined the real estate dealer's offer to drive them there, and walked towards the villa in the twilight.

Dun followed Zhenzhi all the way, feeling inexplicably peaceful.

——Just the next second, Dun's stomach made a "grunt" sound indicating hunger.Although he was full with tea and rice at noon, teenagers in the growing period would always be hungry very quickly, especially Dun's supernatural ability accelerated the speed of energy consumption.

Seeing the little tiger's embarrassing expression, his neck turned red all of a sudden, Zhenzhi laughed out loud.

"What do you want to eat after takeaway? Although the trader just said that he would help fill the refrigerator in the kitchen with the fresh ingredients he just bought, but it was agreed in advance that the last person who dared to eat my cooking is now swimming in Santuchuan It's down to the bottom."

The last person who ate his food was his old friend Mori Ogai.Zhenzhi knew long ago that the food he made was poison to the world, so he escaped the catastrophe by not swallowing it wisely.

But that time, Mori Ogai vomited and had diarrhea as soon as he swallowed a mouthful. The injections and medicines were sent to the first aid to no avail. The situation was so dire that Alice didn't show up for a month.

Zhenzhi is very self-aware of her cooking skills, and does not plan to step into the kitchen again.

"In that case, please leave the cooking and cleaning of the villa to me!"

Hearing Zhenzhi's statement, Dun firmly clenched his fists.Although Zhenzhi has repeatedly emphasized that Dun does not need to do anything in return, but despite this, Dun still made up his mind in his heart, at least to do something within his ability.

"I helped make food when I was in the orphanage, although the taste may not be very good."

"But I really hope that Mr. Eguchi can taste it!"

It's just that before Dun's bold words and ambitions were finished, Zhenzhi suddenly stopped him with a serious expression.

"Dun Jun, stand where you are and don't move."

Dun froze on the spot and became a piece of wood, letting Zhenzhi take out a small object from his sweater pocket, and it exploded into pieces in Zhenzhi's palm.

"Mr. Eguchi, what exactly is this?"

Dun leaned over to look at Zhenzhi's palm, but he really couldn't tell what it was from the pile of small fragments.

"It's a bug, I didn't find it before."

Zhenzhi crushed the small parts in his hand, and recalled the people who had direct contact with Dun.

Dazai, Chuya, and A.

The two other than Chuya are very suspicious, and Dazai, who usually likes to play with these gadgets, is especially suspicious.But after thinking about it, it seems that there is nothing in Atsushi that is worth asking Dazai to put a bug on him. Zhenzhi can only temporarily suppress this question, and plans to pay more attention to A in the future.

10 minutes away, chatting all the way and quickly arrived at the destination.The row where Zhenzhi's newly bought house is located has the best view, and it is a little far away from other houses.

The lights of the three villas were not turned on, it was pitch black, only the blurred light of the street lamps.

Moreover, this villa is obviously No. [-] villa, but it is inexplicably built between No. [-] and No. [-] villas. Zhenzhi and Dun, who came for the first time, passed by No. [-] villa, subconsciously passed by the middle villa, and went directly to the other side. As he walked, fortunately, Zhenzhi reacted immediately, remembering that the real estate dealer said that the villa is in the middle.

"If the house on the left lives in the port mafia, then Mr. Eguchi knows someone."

Following Zhenzhi through the small garden planted with carefully manicured flowers and plants, Dun glanced at the dark houses on both sides from a distance, feeling a little puzzled.

"Besides, the resident on the right never seems to go out during the day, and it's just nightfall. The resident on the right probably hasn't gone out yet, but why doesn't he turn on the light?"

"He probably has some hidden disease that can't be seen."

Zhenzhi took out the key to open the door, and lit the lamp in the entrance. The soft warm yellow light illuminates the spacious hall with a warm atmosphere. This well-decorated villa really meets its price.

Dun, who had been living in the orphanage, was obviously not used to this environment, and was even so nervous that he was on the same arm. He didn't relax a little until he walked into the relatively familiar kitchen. He opened the refrigerator to check the existing ingredients, and there was a wide variety of vegetables, fruits and meat. , everything you need.

"Do you need help, Dunjun? Although my cooking skills are not very good, my knife skills are still good."

After Dun began to handle the ingredients proficiently according to his experience as a cook in the orphanage, Zhenzhi, who had already walked around the villa, walked into the kitchen and picked up a potato waiting to be peeled.

Zhenzhi picked up the kitchen knife on the knife holder, and skillfully peeled and cut the round potato into pieces.

——Under the joint gaze of Zhenzhi and Atsushi, the surface of the cut potatoes appeared a terrifying purple color.

"...Mr. Eguchi, you should wait outside for me to cook! Please don't approach the kitchen again!"

Zhenzhi returned to the living room resentfully, went to the small balcony to have a breeze, and noticed that the light on the right was on for a while and then went out again, it seemed that the owner of the house had gone out.

The villa on the left that belonged to members of the Port Mafia was still pitch black, and it was obvious from a glance that the owner was busy with work and hadn't come back yet.

Dun cooked very fast, and soon the faint smell of food wafted from the kitchen.

Sitting on the sofa waiting for dinner, Zhenzhi silently took out a picture book with a cute and childlike cover from his pocket while Dun was busy checking the soup in the pot.

This book is one of the few extra books that were given to Oda Tsukuru to help him before. Zhenzhi is going to think about the tone that should be used when reading aloud in advance.

Although I think in my heart that Dazai said that it is true that children should learn to be independent early, but Atsushi is obviously very uncomfortable with the new environment, and reading storybooks is still very necessary.

An hour later, Zhenzhi and Dun, who finished their dinner, each lay on a sofa with happy expressions on their faces.

The internal structure of this villa is quite in line with Zhenzhi's preferences. Not only can you see the vast sea from the small balcony in the living room, there is even a spacious study room on the first floor, with empty bookshelves waiting to be filled.

Then move all the books in the old house over.

What Dun needs to learn is not only how to control his supernatural powers, but also more knowledge.

I just don't know if Dun is talented in medical skills. If he happens to be very talented, he can inherit some of the precious medical skills and prescriptions in his hands.

Dun, who was wearing little yellow duck pajamas, was lying on the soft blanket that exuded a faint fragrance, staring at the dark ceiling, unable to fall asleep.

A day ago he was lying down looking at the ceiling like this, but the bedding was cold and the bed was hard, and the dean's cold and disgusting gaze made Dun, who didn't know anything, feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, almost chilling to the bone.

But in just one day, not only did he receive the first gentle encouragement from Mr. Dean, he was also adopted by a eccentric but gentle gentleman, and now he has a new home.

All this is really like a dream.

If it was really a dream, then he hoped not to wake up.

The door of the room was gently opened, and the wide-eyed Atsushi and Zhenzhi who pushed the door in met their eyes.

"Dun Jun, you really didn't fall asleep."

It was almost time for bedtime, and although Zhenzhi took off his suit jacket, his shirt was still buttoned tightly as usual.

"Mr. Eguchi, why are you here!"

Dun, who didn't expect Zhenzhi to come over suddenly, sat up from the bed and waved his hands in a panic.

"Relax, Dun-jun. I listened to a friend's advice, knowing that children will be so scared that they can't fall asleep when they first come to a new environment, so I brought this here specially."

Zhenzhi shook the picture book in her hand, lit the soft night light beside the bed, moved a stool and sat down beside Dun's bed.

"One more thing, it's too unfamiliar to call me Mr. Eguchi, so let's use a more familiar name."

"...Can I call you Machi-san like Dazai-san?"

With the help of the dim light, Dun saw clearly that the applicable age marked on the picture book was under ten years old, and the corner of his mouth twitched.It's just this gentle kindness, he doesn't want to refuse.

Speaking of which, Mr. Dazai seemed to have suddenly changed his name to Mr. Machi.

"of course can."

Machi was in a good mood, opened the picture book story that he had practiced before, and read the bedtime story to Dun in a gentle tone.

The strange thing is that although Dun has heard this story long ago, in the peaceful voice of Zhenzhi, Dun, who had been tossing and turning before, felt drowsy and closed his eyes in a daze.

What I didn't expect was that just as Dun was about to fall into a sweet dream, there was a loud noise from the neighbor on the left, as if someone had been smashed into the wall, mixed with a familiar roar.

"You bastard—"

Dun woke up suddenly.

"Mr. Zhenzhi, the one just now was..."

Why does it seem to be the voice of Mr. Chuya whom I saw during the day?

Although it was only a one-time meeting, Aton still remembers Chuya's unique voice and intonation because of his good impression of Zhongya, which is exactly the same as the voice from the next door.

"It's Chuya-kun's voice."

After all, there are not many people in the port mafia who can afford houses nearby. Zhenzhi had already guessed about the owner of the neighbor on the left, but unexpectedly, Zhongye would make such an angry roar in the middle of the night.

There is probably only one person who can make Chuuya so angry.

Zhenzhi opened the curtains, opened the floor-to-ceiling windows of the room, walked to the small balcony and looked to the left.The neighbor's house on the left finally turned on warm lights, but at the same time, a rather familiar figure flew out from the window on the first floor next door, drew a graceful curve in the air, and just fell into the garden here.

"..."

The orange-haired young man who took off his hat rushed out of the next room angrily, and when he looked up, he saw Zhenzhi who was watching the show and Dun who was dazed.

"Mr. True Knowledge??"