Dad, he is addicted to raising cubs

Tsukishiro Yukiman didn't know that after they left, Sawada Tsunayoshi and the experimental subject DZ had a quarrel at the level of elementary school students.

He even didn't expect that the focus of this confrontation turned out to be him.

——It’s really a wonderful story in the world.

Xueman took Liudao Mukuro down the mountain, taking the best viewing route recommended by tourists. Compared with the straight-line downhill, it took some detours, but they could have a panoramic view of the places worth seeing in the shrine.

He also worked part-time as a tour guide, explaining the various attractions to three people who came to Higurashi Shrine for the first time.

This is a very novel thing for Coulom. Before she met Liudao Mukuro, she was the object of being excluded by others. She went home alone after school and stayed in the house without going anywhere; The war has not stopped, and there is no time to go to other places to play.

Both Rokudokuku and Hayato felt Kurom's jumping emotions. In this peaceful time, they didn't mind visiting the shrine with each other.

When he stopped in front of the sacred tree next to the worship hall and listened to Xueman's introduction of the history of this century-old longevity tree, Liudaoku suddenly heard a chuckle in his ear.

Then his chin seemed to be lifted by someone, and the pleasant scent of grass and trees lingered around him.

Liudaoku:? ? ?

——Did I run into a ghost in broad daylight?

He frowned, rubbed his chin unnaturally, and looked around at the same time, wanting to know who was doing the trouble.

"Qingtan, don't tease innocent tourists."

Xueman patted the Shenmu in front of him, and the tree body shook as if responding, and a lazy voice came from above their heads: "There is no teasing, anyone who can be touched by my Shenmu will not be able to touch it later." On the pinnacle of life."

This person jumped directly from a high place, like a leaf falling from a branch, landing beautifully.

Kurom exclaimed in a low voice, and quickly blocked Liudao Mukuro. She held a strangely shaped fork in her hand at some point. It looked more like a work of art than a weapon.

"Sorry for scaring you just now."

Qingtan, the incarnation of Shenmu, put his palms together and apologized to Liudaoku.

It stands to reason that for such a frivolous behavior, it would be good if Liu Dao Mu didn't twist his head off, but unexpectedly Liu Dao Mu stared at Qing Tan for a while, and said lightly that it doesn't matter.

Prison Temple Hayato was frightened.

He was about to light the flame of Lan to see if this Liudaoshou was a counterfeit pretended by other families using illusion.

"We should go, Collom."

Liudaokuo motioned to the girl in front of him to push him away from this place.

The girl put away her weapon and turned into a qualified tool man. She nodded from Xueman, pushed the wheelchair away without saying a word.

"Then Mr. Yuecheng, let's take our leave first."

Bowing to Xueman, the prison temple caught up with the Wushou who had walked a distance, and he couldn't let these two people act alone.

Speaking of which, the relationship between Vongola's guardians is extremely delicate. They will give their backs to each other for protection in battle, but it is impossible for Prison Temple to open his heart and trust Liudaoku 100%.

Twisted into a rope in wartime, and scattered into a plate of sand in peacetime, this is a true portrayal of Pengelie's plastic brotherhood.

"Oh, I shouldn't have come out."

Qingtan said a word to Liu Daoku with resentment in his eyes: "Obviously he was so cute before, why did he become such an unpleasant character after reincarnation."

"It's a good thing he didn't kill you with a fork."

Xueman ignored Shenmu, who was cheap and good-looking and good-looking: "Before Kikyo wakes up, please take care of me here, don't let cats and dogs run wild on her territory."

"Ms. Mingming Yuko said that I look the most handsome dressed like this."

Qingtan is still worrying about the fact that she was rejected: "If I do what you say, can I call Xiaoku over to play again?"

Seeing the eye-catching leaf outfit of the person in front of her, Xueman turned her head and left.

——Do you want someone else to play again?

——Go to bed and wash up.

Yukiman stayed at Higurashi Shrine for three days. During these three days, the dim sum shop was handed over to Yaken, and Yuki and Aga, who accompanied Yaken, learned to sell bread by showing cuteness. Swish up.

What a surprise and surprise.

Looking at the lively and cheerful cat and the cuddly little mouse in the photo, it is difficult for Xueman to match them with the introverted child mentioned in the information.

After leaving the depressing environment of the Cao Mo family, the innocent people quickly recovered their nature.

The cat-and-mouse battle that is staged every day is also a regular event. There are several small videos stored in Xueman's mobile phone, all of which are them fighting.

"Gulu", Osamu Dazai moved closer to the glass and signaled to the people outside that he wanted to see it too.

"Let's read books."

Xueman smiled slightly, took out the "One Hundred Thousand Whys" on the small table next to him, and gave Dazai some common sense.

When Tsunayoshi Sawada was not around, this child would always take the initiative to lean over. At the beginning, Yukiman was still talking to him—that’s when I knew Osamu Dazai’s name—the time that can be said After a while, the child obviously couldn't vomit anymore.

It seems that the body is not in good condition.

"Looking at you, you are only five years old. It would be cruel to let you go to kindergarten. You can only go to elementary school after staying at home for a while."

He turned the pages of the book slowly, so that Osamu Dazai could read each line clearly.

He got reading and writing skills from the memory bag that failed to decompress. Osamu Dazai looked at it seriously. He fully understood the fact that the memory bag came from another world, and he wanted to live here, an unchangeable status quo.

So, no matter what, the most important thing is to successfully pretend to be a harmless ordinary person.

—— Turn the page, turn the page, I’ve read it for a long time, what’s the matter with you.

Osamu Dazai, who was immersed in the world of books, was dissatisfied and pointed at the glass with his finger.

In fact, the glass tank is sound-proof and dust-proof, even if he wailed and cried inside, he couldn't hear a sound from outside, but obviously, Xueman was not an ordinary person, he recalled his thoughts of running away, and turned a page in a kind manner.

--what's on your mind.

Compared with books, Yukiman is a more curious object of Osamu Dazai. He temporarily gave up the first priority of survival needs, and explored the reason why Yukiman ran away.

"I was wondering if you would be interested in No Longer Human."

--what is that?

"It's a book. The author has the same name as you, also called Osamu Dazai."

—Gah?

A question mark popped up on Osamu Dazai's head, is he in this world still a home?

--I want to see!

He spits out a huge bubble to express his desire.

"Then the kid next door to you is Chuya Chuya?"

It's no wonder that Yukiman made this association. Osamu Dazai and Nakahara Chuya's "love-hate relationship" is quite famous, and what happened between them makes people laugh.

——You already knew who he was, and you came to ask me.

Osamu Dazai nodded slowly. Now he is more and more dissatisfied with the canned food he was staying in. Simple small movements will waste most of his physical strength. Is this nutrient solution really a nutrient solution, not a blocking agent?

It has to be said that his unintentional guess was close to the truth.

"Then make an agreement. After you finish reading "One Hundred Thousand Whys", I will bring "No Longer in the World"."

Xueman encouraged the other party. What he didn't finish was that "One Hundred Thousand Whys" is not just the book in front of him, it is a huge series.

The "why" of each country is gathered together, and it is necessary to read a huge amount that cannot be read in a week.

——Then what are you waiting for, continue.

Dazai Osamu, who was suddenly full of motivation, knocked on the glass.

He has not yet realized that he has been deceived.

The world of adults is full of traps, this is the first truth Yukiman taught Osamu Dazai.

On the morning of the fourth day, Xueman sat at the dining table, waiting for Tsunayoshi Sawada to serve the big meal he made himself.

It's not that he deliberately squeezed the underage labor force, it's just that the tenth generation of Pengelie, who was finally recognized as a disciple by Xueman, was under the control of a high emotion, and he held the belief that I would be better than yesterday every day. Doing something a little more silly than the day before.

It's like asking to cook...

Perhaps because of Akana's troubled physique since she was a child, Sawada Nana forbade her stupid son to go into such a dangerous place as the kitchen.

A fire on the stove will set people on fire (?), a knife with a blade will cut people... The small kitchen is full of various safety hazards. Cut off the possibility of injury.

Just listening to the "dong dong qiang" coming from the kitchen, Xueman knew that Ah Gang must be cooking for the first time.

Are the things he made really edible?

Xueman recalled the dark dishes he had eaten, and was full of confidence in his stomach.

He was calm, but the reaction of Hayato Gujiji who was sitting opposite him became quite interesting.The silver-haired boy pricked up his ears to listen to the sound of the kitchen, and wanted to stand up and rush in if there was a slight noise, but he couldn't.

So he forcibly pushed himself back on the seat, twisting his fingers into a flower in anxiety.

"Why don't you go in and help him."

Xueman couldn't stand it anymore, and always felt that if it went on like this, either the kitchen would be blown up, or the people outside would be rushed to death: "Ah Gang is not very good at these, you can teach him to cook some simple dishes, and he doesn't need to eat too luxurious breakfast .”

Luxurious means many steps. For a kitchen novice, frying an egg that does not have a black bottom is the first step to the moon.

"Okay, I'll go now!"

The prison temple that got permission rushed towards the kitchen like an arrow.

Xueman didn't see how bad the situation inside was, but 3 minutes later, the innocent-faced Pengelie Judaimu was holding a spoon, and his Lan Shou carried it by his collar and put it outside the door.

"Judaime, you should wait here."

Prison Temple closed the kitchen door with a bang, not giving Tsuna a chance to react.

"Am I kicked out?"

Zetian Tsunayoshi's tone was full of uncertainty: "Or was he imprisoned?"