One hour in the life of a superhuman

The other party showed a loveless expression.

He was wearing a beautiful wreath on his head, and he was pinching his trousers with his fingers. It should have been a weak, helpless and pitiful posture, because the other party's completely masculine cross-legged sitting posture, coupled with a disgusted expression, destroyed the ground. about there.

No matter how beautiful and delicate her face was, she didn't want to help him at all.

However, I made a tight knot on the broken place very seriously, so that it would barely fall off.

Because this delayed a little effort, the hunger value above the head dropped a little.

As before, I picked up the other person without any hassle. He saw my intention and wanted to struggle to escape, but even without super powers, it was very easy for me to just catch someone like this.

As before, it became the standard position of holding a baby again, and his hunger bar quickly replenished. I don’t know if it’s because the skin is too white, but the whole face turned red again. The previous one was Xiao Heitan, so it’s not quite Obviously, but if the skin is fair, it can't be hidden at all.

If you think about it carefully, they are obviously babies, but it seems that my previous [Ah, I hate a ghost] is half a head shorter.

Are appearance and height random?Or is it related to the original person?

"let me go!"

It seems that there is indeed a relationship between the number of words a baby confides and the length of time. The original one word becomes three in such a short period of time, and it should not take long for normal communication.

But first of all, the most important thing is the name.

Choosing a name is a troublesome thing. If you are not an only child, a few more pop up later. In fact, I personally think it is very possible. It is too troublesome to think about the names one by one seriously, and it is not really starting from scratch. life, it is better to simply use sorting.

"Your name is Dazai's eldest daughter."

The little baby in my hand became more emotional. He struggled vigorously in my arms, and seemed to be able to shake out afterimages. I threw him aside, and he bounced twice on the ground like a pinball. Only then did he sit down on the ground, and immediately jumped up, yelling.

"You're driving..."

"What a joke!"

"Why should I be that mackerel's daughter! Bastard!"

I was so excited that I broke the word limit.

After I named it, the words "Dazai's eldest daughter" appeared above the child's head.

But he himself doesn't seem to know yet, even so, he is very excited, jumping up and down, as if he wants to pry up the lawn with his feet, maybe even pry the earth, pry these when he gets angry, what kind of weird hobby is this?

gardener?

Garden digger enthusiast?

I held out my hand and motioned him to look up.

"Huh?" He raised his head while making a sound like this. When he saw the words in front of him clearly, he narrowed his eyes and jumped up, wanting to delete those few lines. It would be best if he could step on his feet, but of course It's just useless work, and it will always be a little higher than the height that can be hooked by hand.

It looks like he knows Osamu Dazai, but there should be no one in Japan who doesn't know Osamu Dazai, a very famous writer.

Are you a fan of other writers?Like Akutagawa Ryunosuke?

The intricate network of relationships between literary giants, including fans.

If you think about it carefully, the fans of the newly released group called "Backstreet Girls" are also very scary. The uncle next door still has such underwear.

"Hey," [Dazai's Eldest Daughter] turned his head to look at me, he pointed to the two lines above his head, "I said, you messed up this thing, right?"

In comparison, why come here inexplicably, is the first thing you care about are those five words?

"You're the one who messed up all of this, right? What kind of ability do you have? The ability to play tricks?"

Although it was remedied afterwards, I still care more about those five words.

However, different abilities?

"I don't know, I'm just an ordinary passerby who got involved." I shrugged at him.

"Then these five words, didn't they appear after you said them?"

Sure enough, I care more about those five words.

"According to the play house, I am [Mom], and I have the right to name it." I explained according to the way he understood, "And now," I pointed to the black box above my head. One and a half blocks down, "I'm starving to death."

"What does it matter to me if you starve to death?"

But when he finished saying this, he probably remembered his life and decided to be breastfeeding by me, showing a pensive expression, and calmed down.

I looked around and saw the surrounding scene before, which was basically a plain, and there was a place that looked like a tropical rainforest not far away.

Nearby grew a low plant with red fruit, six in total, that looked like the only edible thing around.

I walked over, and two words [gooseberry] appeared on it.

Gooseberry, the fruit of the gooseberry plant kale, is red and edible.

I took one off and put it in my mouth. The sweet and sour taste was not unpalatable. The black frame on the top of the head was filled with five grids at once, plus the original one and a half, now it is seven and a half grids.

I remember that it was originally 20 grids, but now there are [-] grids by counting, but my age has changed from [-] years old after talking like this for a few sentences, even the [Dazai eldest daughter] on the top of the head The satiation degree has also increased by two bars. Correspondingly, it has also changed from zero to two years old. It seems that as people grow older, their appetite will increase.

Button details in this place.

[Dazai's eldest daughter] also saw this change. He tried to pick the gooseberries with his hands, but when he was picked up by me, his little hand, which was struggling so hard, couldn't touch the gooseberries at all, as if he had no strength. .

Angrily, he wanted to kick the gooseberry bushes with his feet. His old habit was to cross his trouser pockets, but he withdrew his hand halfway through, probably remembering the damaged trousers, and turned impatiently "tsk" .

"Not old enough."

When he calmed down, he was surprisingly sharp and easily realized the current situation.

I'm a little surprised.

But at this moment, another baby cry came from behind me, another child.

It was expected before, but when things really happened, it really made people quite speechless.

This is still a guy with very fair skin, but his eyes are very dark, but there is no hair on the top of his head, which makes people worry about the amount of hair in the future.

Wait, I'm not a mother, why should I worry about his hair volume? After all, everything is fake.

I took advantage of the situation and picked him up. I couldn't spend two years choosing a name like before. I said quickly, "Your name is Dazai's eldest son."

"Why is he a son when I am a daughter?" A dissatisfied voice came.

Gender is not my decision.

"You patriarchal?"

"That's not true," [Dazai Dazai's eldest daughter] showed a little embarrassment on her face, "Hong... the eldest sister is also very powerful."

Halfway through, what is the name?

Because the situation is unknown, so I don't reveal my identity, but I don't want to know at all. It doesn't matter if I am called Nakahara Chuya or really called Dazai Osamu.

No one noticed that the baby, who had been quiet all this time, moved its fingers slightly when it heard our conversation.

"Eh?"

[Dazai's eldest son] Tilted his head and made a short questioning sound.

"Eldest daughter, please explain."

I am not interested in such explanatory matters at all, so I immediately dumped it on [Dazai's eldest daughter].

"Don't call me that," he grumbled, "and why would I do such a thing?"

I pointed at the gooseberries with my finger, meaning can he pick them, and shut up if he can't work.

"Obviously just wait until I grow up a little more," he continued to be dissatisfied, "I'll be two years older in a while, and I can pick gooseberries when I'm three or four years old."

It seems that there is an old saying that children can make soy sauce, how old is it?

But according to the consumption rate of the two children, I will be drained before he can make soy sauce.

Doesn't mean it's bad, just feeding the baby will cost me hunger.

Besides, if you can't even do this kind of thing, what should I raise them for?

I couldn't help but say that the other party had no choice but to start explaining the current situation to the newcomer very impatiently.

There are only five gooseberries left, and it is completely impossible to continue their lives. Judging from the consumption, they will not be able to wait until they can pick the gooseberries by themselves.

The right way is to pick off five of them first and then continue on the journey. Finding other food is the right way.

But shouldn't people have two hands?A gooseberry is several times smaller than the palm of a hand, so why can a person only hold one gooseberry?

What is this regulation?

Normally speaking, can't one hand hold one?

I don't understand at all, if you want to make a world, at least it should be in line with common sense.

And why can't you hold your baby while holding a gooseberry?

There are so many pitfalls in this world that I can't even complain about them.

Generally speaking, a gooseberry bush can't feed me and two children at all, and the hunger value drops too fast, but judging from the progress of 2 minutes here as a year, it is understandable that the hunger value drops faster.

The speed of time is different.

Not far away, I found another gooseberry bush, as well as carrots and onions, which I could eat. I barely managed to maintain the minimum hunger value, but I couldn't move the nest at all.

So, what are we supposed to do?

Raw food?

Do you know the value of food?

Do you know how hard it is to be a mother?

I don't want this experience at all, okay!

Relying on gooseberries, wild onions and carrots, I brought up the two children. Now [Dazai's eldest daughter] is four years old, and [Dazai's eldest son] is two years old.

Probably due to the previous explanation, [Dazai's eldest son] has a very good relationship with [Dazai's eldest daughter].

Just [Dazai's eldest son] called "big sister" Dong and "big sister" all day long, and laughed while shouting, and with the character of [Dazai's eldest daughter], he didn't beat him. This is completely obvious.

This harmonious relationship lasted until [Dazai's eldest son] could say a lot of words, then took my hand and said, "Let's die for love together".