Abilities are not the goddess of Mao

After tidying up the kitchen, Hinata Mochizuki was overwhelmed by the pile of old clothes baskets higher than hers.

Osamu Dazai, who is a capitalist, continues to exploit the working people.

"You have to wash these things. Not only these, but all the housework at home will be done in the future, such as washing clothes, mopping the floor, cleaning the table, cooking and even cleaning the bathroom, all of which will be done by you in the future."

Osamu Dazai shamelessly squeezed the five-year-old child into labor.

"In the future, I will be responsible for all the family's financial expenses, so you will do all the housework. And you, you will be commanded by me like a dog in the future. I tell you to do whatever you want, but I say you can't Whatever you do, you must never do it, understand!"

Osamu Dazai's nostrils were almost up to the sky, and he watched Xiao Mochizuki in front of him complacently dividing the things in the clothes basket into two piles.

Hinata Mochizuki looked at the change of clothes, sheets, etc., which were still bulky after being divided into two equal piles, with a blank stare.

The thought of doing housework gives her a headache.

She really hates housework, including cooking.Although her cooking skills are surprisingly good, she is also a little expert in housework.

Although Hinata Rie was the eldest lady of the clan family who never touched the spring water before leaving the house, but after leaving the house, she gradually lit up her housework skills and was extremely excellent.

If there is one point that Rie Hinata is unquestionably qualified as a mother, it is that she takes on all the housework without complaint, and never lets Mochizuki take over for her.

So although Hinata Mochizuki said that he was working part-time to support his family at a young age, but surprisingly, he never did housework and developed a habit of hating doing housework.In terms of housework, Hinata Mochizuki is even more pampered than some ladies from better families but not yet wealthy.

Thinking of those troublesome housework, Hinata Mochizuki couldn't help being silent for a while, then looked up at Osamu Dazai pitifully, and asked in a low voice:

"Nissan... can we switch? I earn money to support the family." Then you do housework.

Osamu Dazai raised his index finger: "No."

"Oh." Mochizuki obediently resigned to her fate.

He even asked the dignified ancestor of Chakra to do housework.

Are Otsutsuki Kaguya and Uchiha Madara able to do housework?

No, they can't even wash their underwear.

smile.

Little Mochizuki bent down and stuffed the clothes tightly in the clothes basket, and picked them up.

"Well, that's right, that's it. You have to be obedient and obedient like my puppy."

Osamu Dazai said such words on purpose, with a smug look on his face.

Little Mochizuki, who was holding the clothes basket, tilted her head, struggled to reveal her entire face in the pile of clothes, and said to Osamu Dazai, "Meow—"

Then obediently went to do the laundry.

It not only tolerates Nissan's excesses, but also slightly resists Nissan's harshness.

Even a man like Osamu Dazai with a strong desire for control didn't feel a sense of confrontation with this small resistance, but rather the joy of being cute.

This is the ever-present attack from Lolita.

Dazai smiled lightly.

It is different from the lively smile that is usually pretending to be cheerful, and it is also different from the cold smile that is full of darkness when he is the incarnation of the black mud.

It was just a shallow, ordinary smile.

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Day two of becoming siblings.

Osamu Dazai took Hinata Mochizuki to buy some summer clothes, after all, the season will change soon.

After only buying a few pieces, Hinata Mochizuki was the first to fail and declare defeat.

"Eh—Nissan, that's enough."

Facing a pile of dresses that couldn't be picked out, Mochizuki Hinata was really tired, but her brother was very enthusiastic about letting her try on clothes.

At this time, Mochizuki didn't know that his brother's boss who was once a teacher was called Mori Ogai, otherwise, he might have bad associations.

One of Mochizuki's characteristics is that she resists shopping, but her Nissan unexpectedly has an amazing aesthetic ability. Not only can she speak eloquently about the types of girls' clothes, but she can also match a very good set of clothes in an instant.

Mochizuki Hinata even suspected that he could say a thing or two about beauty makeup, at least much better than her who never wore makeup and relied on her natural beauty.

"Nissan, you must be very popular with women... No, or is it because of your experience, Nisan?" Little Mochizuki asked with a puffy face, half complaining and half curious.

"Of course." Osamu Dazai was very proud, "The beautiful ladies are very warm to me, and I am very popular with them!"

I don't care if such words will teach the children badly.

"My dream now is to die in love with a beautiful lady. Die in love—how can human beings invent such a beautiful word."

"It's clearly death, but it's described by emotion. It represents the beauty beyond the reach of life, which can only be pursued from death. What a wonderful death—"

Osamu Dazai was moved to tears, but the next moment Mochizuki grabbed his cheek and pulled it away, preventing him from speaking later.

Hinata Mochizuki jumped on the spot, wrapped his legs around Dazai Osamu's waist, walked around his hairy head, grabbed his front cheek and pulled it out as a warning, and at the same time said in a vicious and angry voice: "Don't always put Death is on the lips, and being with such a lovely me, don't you feel a little happy?"

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts—" Osamu Dazai cried out in pain.

Knowing that he was pretending too much, Mochizuki let go of his hand, rubbed Nissan's face gently, and said softly in a coaxing tone, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt."

Such a young child and such an immature voice are coaxing an adult, and passers-by can't help but smile when they see it.

However, Osamu Dazai still disliked Mochizuki, as if he was indifferent to her flattery: "Go down quickly, it's so heavy, and it's so embarrassing!"

"No, you carry me on your back, I'm not sinking."

It was the first time that he felt that he could not only be close to but also trust someone, Mochizuki wrapped his arms around Osamu Dazai's neck in a novel way, no matter how he tried to drive him away, he kept saying "You carry me, you carry me" and refused to go down.

Hinata Mochizuki's taijutsu is a world-class strongman, and the two of them were not serious about fighting. Naturally, Osamu Dazai failed to drive her down, so he had to appoint her behind his back, and let her sign an unequal treaty.

Hinata Mochizuki enjoyed being bullied obediently.

But when it was time to walk into the next shop, Hinata Mochizuki was short of breath and decided to surrender.

"Nissan, let's just buy these, it's really enough."

Of course she could see that now her brother saw her resistance to shopping, so he mostly teased her, so she surrendered directly.

"I'm actually 16 years old. I don't know why this world has become like this. I haven't done it before. I will go back after staying for a few months. I'm in high school. But there will be a vacation soon, and I'm very happy. Will be back soon because there is Nissan here."

Mochizuki lay on Dazai Osamu's back, with his head next to his head, so he could speak very quietly.

She rubbed Nissan's ear: "But I'm 16 now, at least not five years old, Nissan should have seen it."

"Yeah." Osamu Dazai responded lightly, "Your over-matureness is obvious."

"For my brother, the person who can talk to him is not really five years old, so my brother can breathe a sigh of relief." Little Mochizuki said casually, shaking his legs.

She didn't realize that this sentence poked Dazai's sore foot, and she continued to say it.

Mochizuki was still thinking about Osamu Dazai, a writer in another world. He really has a child-like personality, and because he hates the hypocrisy of adults, he feels that he is out of place with the crowd.

"Well, but it seems that 16 years old is not much better, hahaha." Mochizuki squinted her eyes with a smile, and she didn't know that the disaster was imminent even though she couldn't see Dazai Osamu's expression.

Suddenly, Osamu Dazai stopped in front of a certain store, with a refreshing smile: "Yoxi, let's go and see these stores again!"

Because of Osamu Dazai's sudden stop, Mochizuki subconsciously squeezed him tightly to stabilize his back.Because Osamu Dazai did not reach out to support Mochizuki's leg, Mochizuki was wrapped around Dazai Osamu's back like an octopus.

I didn't want to strangle Nissan, so I grabbed Osamu Dazai's shoulders and grabbed Osamu Dazai's shoulders, and then Mochizuki heard Osamu Dazai's words.

She was startled and said in a panic: "No, no, Nissan! Buying too much is a waste. I'm not really five years old."

While panicking, she did not forget to lower her voice.

"Ah—don't say that, Mochizuki, as Nissan, I must reliably provide you with sufficient living conditions."

Osamu Dazai's voice was clear, but Osamu Dazai was still the same mafia cadre who was unquestionable in the past, no matter how coquettish and apologetic Mochizuki was, he walked firmly to the entrance of the store.

"No no no please Nissan - I was wrong! I was so wrong!"

"It's my problem! It's really my problem! It's me who is too precocious, not Nissan's young mind!"

Where Mochizuki couldn't see, Osamu Dazai's smile was even darker.

Mochizuki has been trying to change Nissan's mind on Dazai Osamu's back, but he never jumped off Dazai Osamu's back.

"No—Nissan, your wallet will weep!"

Entering the store, Mochizuki, who obediently jumped back to the ground and served as Nissan, said with tears in his eyes.

"Hehe." Osamu Dazai smiled lightly, and took out a black card that she hadn't seen before, and it was quite new from the scratches.

"This card has enough money."

Mochizuki doesn't understand the style of bank cards in this world, but it probably means rich.

Having lost the last excuse to resist, Mochizuki followed the shopping guide into the changing room dejectedly.

After coming out of the shop, little Mochizuki, who spent most of his life shopping, hung his head listlessly, holding Dazai Osamu's hand as he walked home.

"Take it." Osamu Dazai's voice floated from above his head.

Following the voice, Hinata Mochizuki raised his head and saw an ice cream cone in front of him.

Such an ice cream is just right to eat at noon when the sun is shining.

Mochizuki took the ice cream with the other free hand, watched Dazai Osamu put the things back into the wallet with awkward hand movements, and looked up at Nissan.

"Don't be discouraged."

"Yeah!" Mochizuki smiled like a little sun, and no one could resist the delicate Uchiha's sweet smile, but Mochizuki's keen sixth sense sensed that Osamu Dazai was not in high spirits, at least the same as before going out. Different.

Mochizuki was at a loss, not knowing what was wrong.

Is it because she said she has to go back to school?With Nissan's personality, because he realizes that there will be a separation eventually, he is not even in the mood to start a deep relationship......

Because he is afraid of getting hurt, he puts away even happiness. This is Osamu Dazai.

She was a little helpless, and grabbed Dazai Osamu's hand tightly.

However, she must still go back to school.Well, then it depends on the situation, save points. Take care of both?

Mochizuki carefully looked at Osamu Dazai, only his chin could be seen from her current angle.

Osamu Dazai couldn't hear any emotional changes in his voice, and said, "You take some of these bags too."

"I don't have any free hands." Hinata Mochizuki subconsciously grasped Osamu Dazai's hand tightly.

"Then let me go, and you'll have a hand."

"Don't!" Mochizuki not only grasped Osamu Dazai's hand even more tightly, but also leaned his face against his hand even harder, attacking both sides, "I will get lost!"

"You're still lost at the age of 16, isn't your IQ worse than that of a slug?" Osamu Dazai's menacing voice floated down from above his head.

"Hmm——" Mochizuki rubbed her face on the back of Dazai Osamu's hand, making a coquettish nasal sound.

"I'm just going to get lost!"

The noon sun shone on the two of them, and the colors on their bodies were more vivid than before.

The two holding hands together, don't know who is afraid of getting lost.

The author has something to say: Dazai: Using my partner's money to raise my sister is double the happiness.

Osamu Dazai is such a miserable man, he was told that he would be separated before he even started to feel the sweetness.Fear of pain, hate loss, so even happiness will resist.

Mochizuki is one step away from playing TE directly, if there is no subsequent effort.

But rest assured, as promised, this roll is full of sweetness.

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Many of the cuties who dived in the previous chapter have surfaced, and I am satisfied.

In the last few chapters, a high-level review is required every day, which makes me a little scared.

This is really nothing...