Dad, he is addicted to raising cubs

Xueman hailed a taxi and sat in the back seat holding Dazai Osamu.

"Is there anything you want to eat?" He asked the little curly who was looking out the car window, and pulled back the child's deliberately protruding head. "Or we can go to the supermarket to buy together."

Dazai seems to be a picky eater. If you use cats as an analogy, he must be the most fussy cat in the whole group.

"I want to drink."

The black-haired toddler said enthusiastically: "Any kind of wine is fine, the one on the billboard that passed by just now is good."

"Wine." Xueman repeated, "This one doesn't work, is there anything else?"

The driver in the front row breathed a sigh of relief. As an ordinary person, he almost blurted out the advice that minors should not drink alcohol.

Although most of the minors tried to secretly taste the bitter and spicy taste when they were under the age limit, most of the teenagers at that time did it for the sake of pretending to be coercive, not because alcohol could relieve their worries.

Osamu Dazai sighed: "You were the one who asked me what I wanted, and you were the one who rejected my proposal. Since you won't agree, why ask?"

"Maybe it's because seeing your disappointed expression is a little addictive."

Xueman answered his question pretending to be serious, he asked the driver to change the destination, took him to a nearby shopping mall, and first went to a children's clothing store to buy enough clothes that Osamu Dazai could wear for a month without repeating the same clothes.

"Please send this copy to Higurashi Shrine."

Nakahara, who was still in a coma, also got the same brother outfit as Osamu Dazai.

I don't know if he would be so angry that he would tear his clothes first and then Dazai after he knew this... Everything is possible.

"While I would love to wear new clothes, the amount is a little too much."

Osamu Dazai, who had put on new clothes, felt a little uncomfortable. At this moment, he seemed to understand why the "Osamu Dazai" in the memory fragments always wrapped himself in bandages... that is a good thing that can provide people with a sense of security. !

I'm dying without a bandage for lining(?).Dazai groaned in his heart.

"Exaggerated?"

Reminiscing about the spirited guy I had met, Xueman also felt that he didn't buy much: "The children in the Yuecheng family are basically like this, and you are no exception."

"Could it be that the children of your Yuecheng family are princes and grandchildren, with noble blood?"

Osamu Dazai sat on the trolley and thought about Xueman. If he was tall enough to walk on his own legs, he would see an endless forest of thighs, so when Xueman rolled out the trolley, he took the initiative to sit on it. , well-behaved.

"Since your family is so rich, why do you wear cheap brands instead?"

Don't think that he doesn't know anything since he was young. This handsome man who swipes his card wears ordinary clothes. Take the coat that was wrapped around him not long ago, for example, at least two years old.

——Is this why the Virgin specially came to save the suffering in the world?

Osamu Dazai felt awkward all over after holding back his words and didn't know how to complain. He had a sense of dislocation that he wanted to buy expensive canned cat food as a sacrifice for this poor family.

If Xueman had a Rolex in his left hand and a Patek Philippe in his right, then he would have nothing to say. However, Xueman not only does not have famous watches, but there is not even a trace of luxury on his body.

But Xueman didn't feel that she was wearing cheap clothes.

A piece of clothing made of natural silk mixed with life leaf fibers can be woven in 100 years.The tree of life that puts every leaf on the tip of its heart is afraid that one day it will lose too many leaves and it will be bald. It is no different from modern people who care about their hair.

And this kind of clothes that are hard to find in the world, Xueman has a whole cabinet full, compared with them, no matter how expensive clothes are on the market, they are not worthy to be compared.

So Xueman gently rubbed Osamu Dazai's curly hair.

When visiting the supermarket afterwards, Osamu Dazai was sullen and unwilling to talk the whole time. Only when he visited the seafood section, did he lift up his spirits and comment on the crabs spitting bubbles in the sink.

Xueman didn't deliberately ignore Dazai's emotions, he called the staff, and a crab of a certain type came, wrapped it all up and put it into the cart.

"Crabs don't go well with wine, the more you eat, the less you taste."

Osamu Dazai spoke plausibly.

"Then I'll drink and you watch."

Xueman smiled: "When will I grow up to be as tall as my shoulders before I say this."

He was condescending, and the shadow alone enveloped Osamu Dazai.

The supermarket seems to have a wonderful magic power. Xueman, who originally came here to buy dinner ingredients, accidentally bought everything he saw.

The harvest that piled up into a mountain was naturally asked the staff to deliver to the home. Xueman left the address, agreed on a time for delivery, and took Osamu Dazai to his dim sum shop.

Since more medicine research, Xueman seems to have left behind the pastry shop that he used to earn a living. He hasn't been here for almost a week, and he still feels a little fresh.

It's just that today's snack shop has a lot of customers, and the cars parked at the door completely block the front and rear doors.

Osamu Dazai's drowsy eyes switched "swish", he let go of Yukiman's hand, tried to squeeze through the crowd, and went to the front to see what happened.

He was weak and weak, and the onlookers didn't give him preferential treatment, and he looked very pitiful in the crowd.

Xueman took two quick steps to pick up Osamu Dazai. The 185 Yuecheng Xueman could look down on others, and Osamu Dazai, who was lying on his shoulder and looking to the side, naturally did not have the trouble of being blocked from seeing.

"Please leave this store!"

As soon as Dazai was ready to watch the excitement, he heard a suppressed angry voice coming out of the room: "Get out of here immediately!"

Wow, this person sounds very angry. Could it be that someone came to collect protection money?

"Brother Xueman, why did you come here?"

Xing Ping Chuangzhen, who got out of nowhere, ran over, pulled Xueman to the back of the crowd, and said, "Mom has already called the police. When the police come, let's see what they are still arrogant about!"

Chuangzhen looks like he is on the verge of exploding.

Xueman's dim sum shop is the most popular place for children on their street, and the owner is nice and gentle.Seeing the dim sum shop being fenced off, the first group to notice and react was the children.

"Where are your parents?"

Xueman walked along with the child's strength, and led Dazai Osamu a little away from the center of the incident: "If possible, please help me take care of this child, he hasn't had lunch yet, and he probably only had a little breakfast. "

"No, no, it's too much trouble for them."

Osamu Dazai hurriedly waved his hands, his eyes were filled with the longing of "I want to join in the fun and you take me there".

"No trouble at all."

Chuangzhen refused straight away, and agreed to Xueman's request on behalf of his parents: "Father and the others are right there."

Seiichiro Xinghei, who was smoking a cigarette by the side of the road, said hello to Xueman. His wife Zhuzi Xinghei stood aside, punched her husband and called Mr. Xueman respectfully.

"need my help?"

Seiichiro took his son to his hand and rubbed the other's head: "Zhuzhu called the police, but it seems that calling the police can't solve any problems."

"No, just help me look after the child for a while."

Xueman temporarily handed Osamu Dazai into the hands of this family, he waved at the four of them, and walked into the dim sum shop calmly.

The noisy voice disappeared instantly, leaving the outside world with infinite reverie.

The frail black-haired toddler tried to leave with Xueman, but was pulled over by the enthusiastic Xingping Chuangzhen, and pressed him on the seat to read the menu.

"Would you like squid feet with peanut butter?"

Chuangzhen also took out his new dish from the cupboard, and put it in Dazai's hand with a look of anticipation: "This is the freshest squid that I went to the fish market with my father to pick, and after processing, it was grilled over charcoal fire, plus The special peanut butter tastes amazing!"

Osamu Dazai only felt that God Cthulhu came out of the mouth of the bottle, and he would die on the spot if he took a bite.

He declined the other party's kindness.

Then Seiichiro Xingping took out his squid feet in strawberry sauce, and put his head on Amway.

Facing the same promotional expressions of Xinghei and his son, Osamu Dazai tremblingly took out a small piece of magical creature from the jar, and tremblingly put it into his mouth.

"cough!"

He passed out.

The thought before fainting was that Chuya should have a taste of this delicacy.

This is even scarier than your filthy expansion!

When Tsukishiro Yukiman appeared at the door of the dim sum shop, Yaken was protecting Yuki and Jia from being taken away.

"If you don't leave, I will do it."

Yao Yan frowned. He was actually not good at communicating with others. After all, what he faced before were retrograde troops who could not communicate at all. The only thing he could do was to behead him as quickly as possible.

"We're just here to take away people from our own family."

The small one of Cao Mo stood at the front. She coughed twice from time to time, and her whole body showed an unhealthy state: "Yuxi, come to me."

Cao Moyou, who was wearing clothes, shivered, clutching Yaken's clothes tightly and not loosening them.

Ah Jia's performance was a little better, standing beside Yaoken, baring his teeth at Cao Mo, like a cat with fur.

"Yuki, your mother misses you very much."

The stern voice was slow, with an indescribable coolness: "She cried in front of me, saying that she didn't take good care of you, so she let you run away secretly... By the way, you know Ling Nu, because I didn't find you. , and he was punished."

"You see, it's all your fault that they were injured. Even so, you still don't want to come back."

"It's all your fault Yuki, you bad boy, and a bad boy will be locked up."

Demonic whispers drifted into Yuki's ears.

From the moment he saw Kusama's man, the previous nightmare hit Yuki, and he could only hide in the corner. The pain of being whipped spread over his heart, making him tremble all over.

Ah Jia couldn't understand the reason why the dead mouse was so frightened, but after all, he had been friends for a few days, and he couldn't let him be bullied by others.

"Feed the mice."

"These are not your fault."

He clumsily denied his words: "I'm sick of you, you've been talking strange things since you appeared, if you don't want to buy bread, hurry up, we don't welcome guests like you!"

"Yes, our store is too small to accommodate a master like you."

Xueman walked in and closed the door. He passed by the Caomo family and signaled Yaoyan to take the two children to the back lounge: "Leave it to me to deal with it."

"Mr. Yuecheng, I'd better stay here."

Yao Yan put down the hand that had been moved to his waist. If the other party showed up later, he would really attack. In modern society, people can't kill casually, so it should be fine to knock them unconscious and throw them into the back alley.

"It's just a small matter. After you calm down the two children, you will make bread and sell it in the afternoon."

As usual, Xueman assigned a task to Yaoyan.

Yaken breathed a sigh of relief after getting the task list, he picked up Yuki, called Aga, and disappeared through the door.

"Who are you."

Facing the snowy moon in Yuecheng, the Caomo people had to raise their heads to see the opponent's face. The difference in stature brought a deterrent, which made the people who were used to being superior all the more disgusted: "Why do you stop me? in front of."

"You are the 'god' of the Kusama family, right?"

Xueman showed a shallow smile: "I finally saw you."

He also did not expect that the BOSS that should have been hidden behind the scenes would appear in front of him early, and what made him even happier was that the "gods" of the Cao Mo family, like the group of tortured "zodiac signs", were all in the same situation On the verge of collapse.

This eagerness to call the little mouse back to her side... It seems that the only "gods" that can be held in her hands are those weaker than her.

Maybe you don't need outside power to do it, just wait for Yuki and the others to grow up. The resentment accumulated by these zodiac signs over the years will eventually come back to the gods.

However, I can't wait that long.

Xueman lowered his eyes, hiding the joy in it.

Cao Mo only felt that the person in front of her was very strange, because of her special identity, she had been very sensitive to other people's eyes since she was a child, and what this person cast was somewhat indescribably weird, and what she seemed to see was another kind of existence , It's chilling.

The person's figure was unstable, and she couldn't help taking a step back, and the people beside her quickly supported her.

"Actually, it's not impossible to return Yuki and Aga to you."

Xueman said with the tone that the two children belonged to him: "It's just, what do you want to exchange?" He emphasized the name, implying something.

"Yuki was originally mine."

The man paused every word: "What qualifications do you have to say such a thing?"

"Probably because the child was picked up by my cat, so it became mine. Do you think this reason is okay?"

"If not, I'm too lazy to find another one for you."

Yuecheng Xueman's attitude was extraordinarily calm, and those who looked at him had the illusion that they were the one who made trouble without reason.

"...Master Shenming." Someone whispered in the ear of the young man.

Xueman waited for them leisurely. At the same time, he pointed to the delicious bread in his display cabinet as a recommendation. Take a piece, eat it or throw it away.

"One month."

Staring at Xueman's hateful face, he gave in: "One month at most, if you don't return Yuxi within one month, I'll find someone to flatten your store."

"A month."

Xueman said with emotion: "Then we will see you in a month."

The people from Caomo's family showed up in shock and left in embarrassment, and even took away all the bread in the cabinet under Xueman's "enthusiastic sales", leaving enough room for the freshly baked batch of Yaoyan.

The person who got into the car had a gloomy expression, and the call from her mother forced her to stop her "willful" behavior.

[Don't embarrass Master Akira's family. ]

This sentence accurately hit the bottom line of the person.

After finally turning from a cat to a human, Somo is depressed.

He and Yuki are not real animals, and they were more used to living in human form before. It stands to reason that they should be happy after transforming back. Who knew that the Kusama man ran out, brought the bad news and scared the little friend fainted.

He squatted beside Yuxi, staring straight at the other's face, wanting to see when the dead mouse would wake up.

"Wow."

Dazai Osamu, who finally woke up from the chaos, saw such "hot" two people as soon as he entered the lounge.

"Did I disturb you?" He asked Ah Jia politely, "I should be outside the house and not inside... I don't have any problem with my understanding."

"—Ouch!" Aga, who was startled by Osamu Dazai, jumped up.

Osamu Dazai was also frightened by the cat-like reaction of Kusama. He marveled at the physical strength of the other party who could touch the ceiling with a single jump, and felt that he was really a scum, and he had no survival value other than being a garbage disposal.

"who are you?"

Ah Jia, who was on all fours and bared his teeth, looked like a beast. He was vigilant about every move of strangers, and his nerves were extremely tense.

"I'm an innocent passerby."

Osamu Dazai smiled innocently, and his hands hung down neatly on his sides: "But this is a temporary identity, of course, just being able to stand here means that I am actually harmless and safe, so you can please Don't you stare at me like that?"

It is a novel feeling to be regarded as prey.

He deeply remembered this look in his heart, and prepared to use it to provoke a certain real ominous beast after he learned it.

"Ajia, this is Mr. Yuecheng's new child."

Yaoken wearing an apron came over, and explained to Ajia intimately: "Do you remember that when I took you to the shrine earlier, Mr. Yuecheng suddenly disappeared for a while?"

"Oh..." Ah Jia suddenly realized, "It turns out that you are the main culprit who made Brother Xuetu not see his uncle for a week."

The family without Xue Manzai has not changed much, after all, he will not come back forever; but the absence of familiar people has indeed affected everyone in the Yuecheng family. The simple act of filling the stomach.

Yaoyan can probably understand this feeling of loss.

It doesn't mean to take someone as a meal, but the existence of the backbone is special and no one can replace it.

Suddenly remembering Yiqi Yizhen, which made Yaoyan feel depressed; thinking about it, even if Yiqi Yizhen woke up, he would forget his existence, and the disappointment could become a little black cloud over his head. It started to rain.

Osamu Dazai: Is there no normal person in this room?

"Heh, heh."

He smirked twice, and backed away from the lounge. Originally, he was thinking of getting some platitudes out of his friend's mouth and checking the surrounding situation, but now it seems that it's not bad for him to save his own life first.

That big black-haired brother over there, if you don't show your killing intent, the roof will be pierced by you.

Running back to Xueman's side in a hurry, Osamu Dazai worried about his future rarely.

He didn't want to be confined to wasting time in the small place of Higurashi Shrine, and he didn't want to "love each other" with Nakahara Chuya—the mackerel and slug in his memory could go hand in hand, because they had fought together and could entrust each other to their juniors.

But the two cyborgs haven't solved the leading incident together, and they haven't played a combination, and the aura is not very compatible...

Ah, is this what it feels like to "resent a spouse"?

Osamu Dazai found an inappropriate word to describe his relationship with Chuya.

"Are you deflated?"

Yuecheng Xueman was stirring the cake batter, he hadn't seen Xuetu for a week, and he was going to make a bigger cake, which could be regarded as a welcome to Osamu Dazai.

The last guest room in their house has not been secured. From today onwards, guests who want to stay overnight can only sleep in the living room or find a companion by themselves.

"Don't be so blunt."

Osamu Dazai pouted: "I used to think that the world on the mountain was the most dangerous, but I didn't expect that there would be no peace after going down the mountain, and I beg you, please don't leave me in Xingping Restaurant in the future. ?"

Thinking about the smell of squid feet, Osamu Dazai wished he could commit suicide on the spot.

"You have eaten the innovative dishes of their father and son, right?"

Xueman smiled knowingly: "The taste is really 'charming', and it would be nice to have a new experience."

"I'm going to be so disgusting that I die!"

Osamu Dazai jumped next to Xueman: "At that moment I saw the face of the Great God Cthulhu, so what Lovecraft's old ruler is simply weak, and the impact force cannot be compared at all."

Nodding perfunctorily, Xueman didn't want to discuss more about the old ruler that Dazai said.

This kid always inadvertently leaked information that only he knew, trying to use this as an opportunity to exchange more information back.

With a light and detached attitude, he played an ignorant child in front of outsiders, lowered his own threat, and then explored the whole world.

Yukiman couldn't say that there was something wrong with Dazai doing this.

It's just this little curly hair, wouldn't it be better to ask directly if you have any questions?

Can I still hide the answer from you?

He turned his head to look at Osamu Dazai who was staring at the piping bag curiously. The interlacing of darkness and light in his eyes was not an illusion.

The desire to die and the desire to live appeared in a pair of eyes at the same time, and the contradiction was twisted into a spiral.

Even Osamu Dazai didn't realize this, but Yukiman could see through it at a glance.

- You can't leave this child alone.

There is a voice in my heart reminding Xueman.

The author has something to say: I accidentally clicked on my first book "Hair Loss" yesterday, and after reading ten chapters, I was astonished.

What kind of little genius I was at the time, what kind of fairy wife is this!It's so well written, I'm blowing it up!

Then he deeply realized the truth that he is a scumbag now.

——As a new writer, I will continue to work hard!