Dad, he is addicted to raising cubs

Before going to see Yuko, Yukiman Tsukishiro made preparations before leaving: Yukito asked Kinomoto to take care of her; Natsume temporarily entrusted Kikyo to Kikyo and left her the contact information of Zhuqing; the dim sum shop transformed into One of the properties under Vengley's branch, the owner is headed by Tsunayoshi, the employees are April [-]st, and the occasional part-time Yato.

One month less, the city is full of snow, and it doesn't have much impact on this world.

He stood in his living room and looked around. The furniture was covered with a dust cover to prevent it from getting dusty and difficult to clean while they were away.Osamu Dazai sat on the coffee table, flipping through the book in his hand, writing something on it with a pen from time to time.

The pink-haired man didn't seem nervous about going on a long trip, even though he was going to another world this time.Osamu Dazai thought.

"Are you leaving now?"

Osamu Dazai raised his head to look at Xueman, and tactfully persuaded him: "Your luggage hasn't been packed yet, I think it's better to be more cautious when going far away..."

——Just going to another world empty-handed, what kind of stupid operation can only be done by a fool with a hard head.

He complained in his heart and laughed loudly, as if he had imagined the embarrassment that Xueman encountered because of lack of food and clothing.

"You're right, it's really not the same." Xueman nodded.

"...Wait, wait! Why are you coming to me? I didn't say I wanted to go with you!"

It never occurred to him that he was going to leave with the other party. Before that, Xueman had never mentioned this matter to Dazai Zhi—so for the first time, Dazai Zhi had a sincere panic, and the moon reflected in his pupils Cheng Xueman was getting closer and closer, and firmly clasped his wrist.

Osamu Dazai: What is this? Robbery of women, no, buying and selling by force!

"Mocona, we can go now."

"Okay~"

The black dumpling jumped down from Xueman's shoulders, opening a passage to another world. Xueman dragged Osamu Dazai, who was unwilling to leave for life and death, and moved forward step by step firmly, without giving the other party a chance to escape.

And the man in Xueman's hand was struggling like a dehydrated crayfish, it seemed that if he beat slower, he would be thrown into the frying pan.

"Are your hands pincers?"

Osamu Dazai hated his teeth so much that he made his own little plan. After Xueman left, he would be like "the sea is as wide as the fish leap, and the sky is as high as the birds fly". No one can stop him from pursuing the stars and the sea.He has even made a plan, the first step is to confuse Peng Gelie, the three good students in the mafia.

But Xueman's sudden hand stretched out, completely shattering his fantasy.

"I forgot to tell you, I'm holding your wrist simply because your wrist is thin and easy to pinch, not because I'm afraid of your ability."

Xueman calmed down, walking in the aisle was no different from walking in her own home: "So you can give up the idea of ​​touching me with your palm, no matter how much you touch me, it will only have the effect of harassment and nothing else."

"Ha, ha ha..."

Osamu Dazai laughed, and the curve of the corner of his mouth looked extraordinarily kind: "So I can't escape, right?" He turned his head to look behind him, and the place he had walked before turned into a jumble of colorful light beams. There is unspeakable danger.

——If you let go, you will die.

This cognition was clearly imprinted in Dazai Osamu's mind.

"Without Mokona's help in positioning, you will most likely get lost in this passage. If it is better, it will become a few large pieces and fall into different worlds. If it is bad, there will be no scum left, and it will become a bridge between worlds." Residue."

Yuecheng Xueman spoke the terrible words solemnly, with a serious tone: "One thing to say, I don't recommend this method of suicide."

"Since it's so scary, then please, please hold my hand tightly."

Osamu Dazai ground his teeth, and turned his wrist into a posture where he took the initiative to hold Yukiman's hand.

Xueman lowered her head, looked at the hands interlocking his fingers, and a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes.

——This grip, what seems to be wrong?

Xueman and Osamu Dazai landed in the middle of the forest. They fell straight from a high altitude and almost turned into onions, poking their heads into the soft soil.

Mo Kena bounced around Xueman's feet for a while, and obediently said sorry, he quickly found a new home on top of Osamu Dazai's head, buried his face in the other's fluffy hair, and dared not move for a long time .

"There seems to be no one around."

Xueman looked at the trees that looked exactly the same in his eyes, and handed over the task of identifying the direction to Osamu Dazai: "If we can't find a place to live before the sun goes down, we will have to spend the night in the forest. "

"There are beasts in the forest."

This word provoked a snort from Osamu Dazai who didn't care much.

"There are also various bugs such as ants, spiders and earthworms..."

"Stop, stop, let me know the direction, don't talk about it, please shut up."

Osamu Dazai rubbed his arms, rolled his eyes with Xueman behind his back, and deeply realized what a stomachache the status quo is.

This man must have done it on purpose.Osamu Dazai swore.

"Then please."

Xueman casually broke a branch, and said in a very relaxed tone: "The air here is very similar to what I breathed when I first arrived on Earth, but it is a little different. I haven't encountered such fresh air for a long time."

"With the aroma of green grass, it seems to be able to smell the coolness of the mountain spring..."

"Okay, this way."

Osamu Dazai interrupted Xueman's memories, and he didn't want to pay attention to the other party's stupid deep breathing behavior. He just wanted to find a place where humans lived, light up the insect repellent incense, and line up the ants he saw just now. The picture is cleared from the mind.

There are really bugs... Ah, it's normal to have bugs in the forest, yes, it's the most normal to have bugs, you don't need to feel numb all over.

He persuaded himself that these were not important, but in fact he left the place where he stood before with a big stride.

"It was great to find my way so quickly."

Xueman praised Dazai Osamu in the way of praising a child: "But you have to be careful, in front of you is..."

"What is it—ahhhhhh!"

Dazai let out a howl.

"It's a spider's web."

Xueman, who was a step behind in reminding him, added the remaining half of the sentence. He helped Osamu Dazai remove the cobwebs that stuck to his face and hair. On the branch next to it: "If you are in the forest, you must be careful."

Otherwise, this Osamu Dazai in front of him will be the end.

The black-haired young man turned his eyes white, as if he was about to faint in the next second. You must know that the usual Dazai would never be afraid of small insects like spiders, but the spider just now was really too big.

"I'm going to walk behind you."

He shivered and stood behind Xueman, looking cute and pitiful.

Xueman took off Mokona and put it in Dazai's arms. At this time, a soft and cute little animal can provide him with the greatest comfort.Dazai, who was holding Mokona, stumbled and stumbled a few times, hitting his head on Xueman's back.

The head hurts, and the feet with leather shoes hurt even more... Oh my heart, it hurts the most.

Osamu Dazai was full of grievances, and there was no one to say, which made his eyes slowly turn red.

When they finally saw the smoke curling up in the distance, Osamu Dazai, who was almost unconscious in his legs, was almost moved to tears.

Finally saw people!He has never felt that human beings are such a lovely existence!

"Wait a minute, we can't just go through this."

Xueman grabbed Osamu Dazai who passed him: "I'm sure now that the situation here is indeed similar to when I first arrived on Earth. If I go out dressed like this, I will be regarded as a monster by them."

"Then what are you going to do?"

Osamu Dazai was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to speak, and he bowed his head in dejection. He just wanted to find a place to sit down and rest his legs well. It's better to find a knife and pick his feet Grind out the bubbles.

——I would be an idiot if I walked the mountain roads in leather shoes again.

"Just change your outfit." Xueman slid down his fingers, and took out simple clothes and a big basket from the crack that appeared out of nowhere. There was obvious nostalgia in his eyes, "I always At the beginning, I carried this basket of candy on my back and sold it while walking, but I didn’t expect to be able to return to my old business now.”

"Should I wear this too?"

Osamu Dazai touched the rough fabric of the clothes under his hand, and he was glad that he had used a bandage to make a base at this time, at least he would not touch it directly: "I don't mind wearing such plain clothes, but are you sure that as long as you change into this clothes, you will be fine?" Will you be evicted?"

"This is your business."

Xueman gave Osamu Dazai an encouraging look: "I am not good at communicating with people until now, you are different."

You are a natural genius who can read people's hearts, you must be fine.

Osamu Dazai, who was so trusted by Xueman, was under a lot of pressure. He felt that the reason why he became the last piece of "luggage" was because he could speak.

Obviously I have other uses.

Angrily, he changed his clothes and put on the straw sandals again. The hard and piercing feeling made the corners of Dazai's mouth twitch in pain. Whenever his feet fell, his heart would twitch, and he had to advance Be prepared for a surge of pain.

Walking after the little mermaid turned into a human is so painful.

Dazai's heart trembled.

The two stayed in the village for one night, and when they woke up the next day, they exchanged the sugar cubes in the back basket with the villagers for rice noodles and some dried meat cubes.

"Salt and sugar are scarce goods in this day and age."

After arranging the food in the back basket, Xueman whispered to Osamu Dazai: "However, the word about salt is basically in the hands of the officials. If you sell salt in private, you will be wanted. It is better to sell sugar. Children like it, adults like it." would also like to exchange."

"Should we keep selling sugar?"

With a piece of milk candy in his mouth, Osamu Dazai brought out a burst of milky fragrance when he spoke: "Didn't you say that you are here to plant trees?"

"It can't be planted anywhere."

After setting things up, Xueman weighed them: "Okay, we should go to the next village. If you are lazy, you will have to spend the night outside again."

"Huh? Are you leaving again?"

Osamu Dazai looked at his trembling legs, and he didn't know how many times he had the idea of ​​"sleeping here": "I think we can stay for one more day, you see how much those children like you Ah, waiting outside our house with breakfast in hand before dawn."

"That's because they want to switch to sugar earlier."

Xueman picked up Osamu Dazai cruelly: "It is my greatest kindness not to let you go on the road with heavy loads. If you don't want to, I don't mind if you also carry a backpack of the same style, so that you can hold more candies. .”

"No, I would, I would love it very much."

Threatened, Osamu Dazai got up obediently. He took advantage of the time when Xueman was packing up, and got involved with the children outside the door—but it was largely because he had milk candy in his hand. .

The milk-flavored candy is more expensive than the normal version, and the villagers basically switch to the normal version, which is enough for children.

So he exchanged milk candy for a lot of interesting information.

"Those children said that there are ninjas here." After leaving the village, Dazai Osamu talked to Xueman with subtle emotions, "What can spit fireballs, spit water balls, etc., all kinds of sounds like Make magic."

"Huh? Is there such a person?"

Xueman was also very curious: "Maybe this is the special feature of this world. By the way, did those children say where they can meet ninjas?"

"It is said that there are missions in larger towns. We can go and post a mission, and someone will contact us at that time."

Encountered something interesting, Osamu Dazai immediately felt no pain in his waist or legs: "The villagers said that the next town is not far away, let's walk faster, and hang out the mission earlier so we can see it earlier."

Osamu Dazai finally felt a little bit of the fun of another world.

"Then hurry up."

Xueman looked at the position of the sun, let Dazai walk against the sun at the hottest time, the child would definitely cry and hide under the shade of the tree, unwilling to move, deducting this part of the rest time, they have to walk faster just work.

So Xueman speeded up silently.

"Let's not go, so fast, it's okay..."

Even with an artificial human body, Dazai Osamu's stamina gauge was still used up halfway through the journey. He tugged on Xueman's sleeves and moved his legs relying on the instinct of his body: "Isn't there something in your space?" There are a lot of things, and while no one is watching, I can drive you for a while."

"No way."

Xueman seriously rejected Dazai's request: "If there is too much movement, the consciousness of this world will notice it. At that time, I can leave safely, and you may become a scumbag."

Dazai choked up.

"Then the bicycle, the bicycle is always fine."

He looked at his unsatisfactory legs, two lines of tears almost shed: "Who told me that adventures in different worlds are full of thrills and challenges, I didn't feel these three at all, but exhaustion and sadness filled me heart of."

"If you are still a child, I don't mind walking with you in my arms."

After looking at Osamu Dazai, who is not much shorter than himself, Xueman expressed helplessness: "But you are too big now, I don't want to hug you."

"I don't want to be hugged by you either!"

Dazai Osamu was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and jumped to the side with a yelp: "I heard someone flowing over there, I'm going to wash my face, can this small request be satisfied by Master Xueman? "

"It's almost lunch time."

Xueman nodded, and the two turned from the relatively flat road to a green path, heading towards the place where the water flowed.

They were very lucky. They found a stone stove left by previous travelers by the stream. After picking up some dead branches from the forest, Xueman took out a lighter, lit the fire safely and quickly, and set up a fire. Boil water in a small pot.

Osamu Dazai: "..." Lighters are not allowed on bicycles. Is this a double standard in the new era?

"The meat exchanged with the villagers is not particularly large, so we have to save some food."

Putting the dark and dusty piece of meat back into the basket, Xueman took out a bag of vacuum-packed sausage from the space openly, cut it into slices and threw it into the pot under Dazai Osamu's inexplicable eyes .

"I want to know what the exact definition of too much noise is."

Osamu Dazai, who felt he had been tricked, asked: "Is this plastic, something that shouldn't appear in this era, and the seasoning used for this sausage, even if it's here, it's not that the two of us need to rely on double It can be owned by a salesman whose legs walk between different villages."

After he finished speaking a long sentence, he took a deep breath, the smell of sausage wafted out, and Osamu Dazai's stomach groaned.

——Damn, this stomach is too disappointing.

Osamu Dazai thought blankly.

"Standards can wait for you to explore by yourself."

Xueman gave him a plausible answer, and then he took out fresh vegetables and started cooking. The things he exchanged from the villagers seemed to be just for appearance. Most of what he ate and drank came from space.

"if not."

Xueman, who was questioned by Osamu Dazai, said confidently: "Should I leave the Manchu Banquet and eat dark dishes instead? Besides, if I eat the food in my stomach, others will not find out. The world consciousness will not care about such a trivial matter." of."

"...Then I want another bowl."

The traumatized Osamu Dazai chose to turn his sadness into appetite. He ate half of the pot of claypot rice by himself, and very naively snatched the last piece of sausage in the pot, and let him use the mokna that he had snatched the sausage for a long time. The big ear slapped him several times.

"If it's not enough to eat, I'll make it for you next time."

Xueman gave Osamu Dazai a loving look: "Also, those who don't cook should be responsible for washing the dishes."

Osamu Dazai resentfully took the pots, bowls and chopsticks to the stream to get busy. Before that, he could also use the description of "ten fingers do not touch the spring water", in order to clean the black bottom of the pot, he worked so hard. .

It also caused question marks to appear on the head of Xueman who was watching him.

Just clean the inside of the pot. The bottom of the pot has burned countless times, and even Xueman himself gave up trying to restore it to its original state.

I didn't expect Dazai to be such a serious kid.

He nodded, thinking that the standard for the next journey can be relaxed appropriately, although bicycles and the like are not allowed, but when no one is around, it is still satisfying to let Moko hold Dazai Fei in his mouth for a while.

The only difficulty is that Mokona is willing to do this.

Also, would Osamu Dazai be willing to be held in his mouth?

"Huh? Is the water from the bottom of the pot still red?"

The water flowing from his hand was stained with a faint red, Osamu Dazai smelled a familiar smell of rust, and immediately looked up upstream.

Sure enough, the blood mixed in the water came from an injured human being. The other party was probably washed here by the water. The turbulent river upstream turned into a shallow stream downstream, which also gave this person a chance to survive.

The other party was wearing a dark blue kimono. Osamu Dazai observed that on the corner of the man's kimono, there was a small... ping-pong bat?

The corner of his mouth twitched twice, God damn table tennis racket, are you crazy? This is, is this person being hunted down because he wants to become the world's number one table tennis champion?

"How about saving it?"

Osamu Dazai asked Xueman: "There are no obvious features on the clothes of those villagers. In other words, those who have this kind of marking habit must come from a certain family. Now we want people, no one wants money, no money, and saving an aborigine is no problem. Not bad."

"Then go get him back."

Xueman put the pots and bowls cleaned by Osamu Dazai into the space, and then took out a portable medical kit. After thinking for a while, he simply took out the short knife of Yaken Fujishiro. The moment the short knife fell to the ground, it became Yaken In person, he knelt on one knee and bowed his head to Xueman to say hello.

"Go and help Dazai look at that person, pay attention to safety."

He instructed Yaoyan, and released Luan and others who had taken back the space before.

Osamu Dazai, who had already walked to the man's side, stretched out his hand, ready to turn the man over first, but he didn't expect that before his hand touched the man, a cold kunai touched his artery, and the sharp point only needs to be lightly With a light touch, you can poke in and give Dazai a "cool".

"I mean no harm."

Dazai Osamu's tone was steady, and he was not frightened by this man's killing intent at all: "I just found out that someone was injured and wanted to come over and take a look, little brother, you are very powerful, you can point a shuriken at me with such a serious injury ..."

"But I'm not easy to bully."

His palm was attached to this person's arm at some point, and he was able to activate the ability to decompose all the power. The chakra that the other party depended on for survival was instantly decomposed thoroughly, and the meridians were suddenly empty.

If you want to describe it, it is as if your body has been hollowed out.

Extracting chakra, something even a child can do, suddenly becomes the hardest thing in the world.

"Feel sorry."

Yao Yan knocked the opponent out completely with a knife in his hand, but even after he passed out, the man still held on to his pain and never stopped relaxing.

Dazai Osamu touched his bandage-wrapped neck, and sighed long, "Oh, why is it so difficult to be a good person?"

The author has something to say: It is not a mockery to say that the family emblem of the Uchiha family is like a table tennis racket_(:зゝ∠)_

When I was playing an instrument last time, I didn’t lose the shamisen for life or death, and after the event was over, I saved up a dozen flutes and seven or eight pianos... Later, when I exchanged flowers for things, I deliberately exchanged two more shamisen , I also changed the bells and drums that are not needed at this stage... But during this event, a lot of shamisen fell off, plus my previous inventory, I graduated from the song when I was 1w7 jade, and now I am touching Fishing activities, you can stop if you hit 20w.

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