I'm such a big son

Rimbaud was never picky about the content of his work. Mori Ogai pushed Q in front of her, and she just glanced at the child suspiciously before turning her attention to the leader again: "Boss, what do you want me to do?"

The little boy was still wearing shorts, and when he heard her speak, he looked up, his eyes full of undisguised malice.

This is not a child's mischievous gaze - Rimbaud made a basic judgment.Yumeno Hisaku, or Q, the boy takes pleasure in the pain of others.

The malice expressed by children is the most terrible malice, the abyss of innate, pure, disregard for laws and rules.

She bent down and squatted down to look at him. Miss Rimbaud's eyes were calm and neither sad nor joyful. The smile on the corner of Q's mouth gradually disappeared—this adult was not afraid of him, and he did not show disgusting pity like many people foolishly, and even more so. There is no disgust that wants to get rid of him and then quickly.

This person, as if examining a silent sculpture, a completed work, through himself.He seemed dissatisfied with the work, but he didn't intend to argue with the author about "modification" or other stupid words.

"Hi, my name is Yumeno Hisaku, you can call me Q."

The child hugged the Witch Gu doll in his arms tightly, and his small face was filled with innocent and innocent smiles again.Rimbaud listened carefully to what he said before nodding: "Hello, Jean Lantang."

The boy immediately smiled brighter and opened his arms to her: "I want to hug!"

Rimbaud didn't move, just looked at him for a few seconds without any waves, until Q's back was dripping with cold sweat, he stretched out his hand to wrap him in his arms and hug him tightly.

How warm!The faint smell of mint tobacco and wine, as well as some blood and sulfur, this person walked out from the sea of ​​corpses and blood, why can he still look calm and calm!Rimbaud hugged Q into his arms and knew what he was about to do. The child was covered with a strong fishy sweetness, and his tiny hands full of pinholes viciously tore open the wickedly smiling witch doll in his arms, and the next second the subspace unfolded automatically. , [Colorful Painting Collection] The "psychic" effect was rarely triggered.

The radiant and gorgeous palace is full of corpses, and the swollen and blackened organs can be seen through the rotting wounds.The tall guillotine stood on the square in front of the palace, and no matter the king or the beggar, the old man or the child, they all lined up quietly waiting for the never-tiring slip of the knife switch.

Even Mori Ogai didn't expect this to happen. Fortunately, he was prepared and sent someone to summon Dazai Osamu who was carrying [Disqualification in the World] to stand by outside the door.

The black-haired boy opened the door and entered the chief's office, and saw the light golden subspace palace filled with the brilliance of words, filling half of the room, and ghosts and shadows in the subspace, so crowded that he couldn't see where Rimbaud was.

The leader stood outside the subspace and raised his hand to touch the surface of the supernatural creation. He turned his head when he heard the voice: "Mr. Dazai, this is really beyond my imagination..."

People dominated by [Brain Hell] will see the most frightening scene in their lives, and any movement around them will be judged as an attack and trigger a counterattack.

He didn't expect that Q would take the initiative to use his ability on Rimbaud, and he didn't expect that Rimbaud, who is always extremely vigilant, would indulge and tolerate this child's behavior... He still didn't expect that Rimbaud, who was affected by [Brain Hell], would be the first The reaction is not to threaten the caster to save himself, nor to launch an indiscriminate attack on others.

She hugged Q quietly like this, standing in the queue leading to the endless death cycle, waiting for the end to arrive.

"cool!"

Osamu Dazai admired all this with obsessive eyes, and was almost reluctant to use [Disqualification in the World] to eliminate all this.

"Such a magnificent and magnificent scene is simply my dream scene..."

Before the onset of his suicide syndrome was over, Q was carried to the guillotine by Rimbaud.The dilapidated bamboo baskets under the stage were full of rotten human heads that were squeezed together. Although they had been chopped off, they were still crowding and complaining. Some of the particularly bad-tempered ones would violently bite other heads with their teeth that had not yet fallen out.

This was a nightmare worse than hell. After all, Q was still a child, so he was so frightened that he burst into tears on the spot.Rimbaud patted him on the back to comfort him as if he didn't feel the surrounding atmosphere at all. The boy cried so much that his nose bubbled out.

"I was wrong, Mr. Lantang, I don't dare anymore, let me go, I know I was wrong!"

The sharp guillotine rose automatically again, and the long-haired woman was lying on the rootstock with the child in her arms. Q is really scared, the tip of his nose is cold and slippery soaked in blood, and he can still see the expressionless face of the executioner and the knife that is as bright as lightning when he turns his eyes sideways.

Rimbaud didn't speak, just reached out and patted his head, and even closed his eyes as if he was lying comfortably.

The executioner cut off the rope pulling the guillotine, and the heavy guillotine fell rapidly...

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

Suddenly, the boy's shrill scream came from the chief's office. Even the most cold-hearted guard with his hands outside couldn't help but look sideways and wonder what happened. The sound seemed to be the newcomer breaking down and crying.

Just as everyone was guessing what happened inside, the door of the chief's office suddenly opened, and Mr. Lan Tang, the logistics officer, came out holding Q in his arms. Alice and Dazai surrounded him and yelled: "One more time~ It's my turn to do it again~ Yes, I want to try too..."

So Mr. Lantang was playing around with a few children just now?

Lan Bo hugged Q all the way to the treatment room. When Dr. Sanhe saw that it was her, he casually stuffed a roll of bandages on the wounded in his hand and let him go. He opened the hospital bed near the window where the sun can be exposed to the sun and said, "What's wrong with you?" ?”

Miss Cadre showed him the boy in her arms: "This child has a tendency to self-harm, please treat the wound."

Rimbaud smiled very gently at the child in his arms while Sanhe went to prepare the medicine: "I'll just sit and wait for you."

"Alice, please fetch me a new set of clean clothes."

Q didn't even dare to cry, sitting on the padded hospital bed obediently let Dr. Sanhe take off his clothes to treat the wound.

"My God!"

Unbuttoning Q's shirt, the doctor couldn't help but exclaimed. The boy's small arms and legs were covered with needle holes and knife marks. Turning the clothes over, he saw that there were densely packed sewing needles and small blades embedded in them.

Rimbaud's eyes dimmed, and he waved his hand to push Dazai away: "What are you doing here?"

"Let me take a look, oops, that scene just now was really great, it almost fulfilled my long-cherished wish for many years... If only it were true, I really want to try it!"

"You forgot your [Disqualification in the World]?" Rimbaud gave him a sideways glance, and Dazai immediately looked like a puffer fish with a leak, and his whole body was blown into a black and white line drawing: "Damn it! I feel like I missed a hundred million! "

Drive away the guy who is afraid of chaos in the world, Doctor Sanhe has finished debridement on Q.A little boy with a pack of potion bandages looks like a shrunken Dazai...

"Hey! Dazai, look! We found your sister!"

Dazai, who was kicked out of the ward and was fumbling around the medicine cabinet, looked down at Yumeno Hisaku who was wearing a dress...

"Mom! It's not fair. When did you give birth to a younger sister behind my back?"

The black-haired boy instantly possessed himself with a playful spirit, covering his face with his hands and refusing to believe this terrible fact—it was obvious that Rimbaud put him on the hospital bed, covered him with a quilt, and beat him up violently.

Rimbaud looked up and down satisfied with the two brats who had just had a repair, and rubbed their hair one by one: "Okay, let's go back to see the boss together."

The two dejected cubs were sobbing behind her, and Alice surrounded Yumeno Hisashi to comfort him softly.

Mori Ogai had already learned about everything that happened in the medical room through Alice. Several people reported their names and pushed open the office door to see a middle-aged man sitting at the small round table that Alice often used. On the table were steaming black tea and Small round biscuits.

It has to be said that Mori Ogai, as long as he wants to please anyone, there is basically no possibility of missing him.Rimbaud pressed both Q and Dazai on the seats, and sat opposite the leader himself, with Alice sticking to her legs and insisting that the cadre lady feed her biscuits.

Rimbaud smiled and picked up the biscuits and fed them patiently one by one, watching Q's face turned pale-you dragged me to lie under the guillotine, so cruel, why!

He didn't have a chance to ask about the plan. Rimbaud seemed to know what he was thinking, and stuffed a biscuit into his mouth: "Bad children will be beaten, I thought you could understand?"

"……Understand."

The boy pursed his mouth to hold back his crying and nodded in response.

Then she turned to look at Mori Ogai: "Boss, I think Q will figure out what can and cannot be done in the future."

Sharp teeth showed under the smile: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, I have a way to make him understand."

Q... I dare not not understand, Mr. Lantang is really scary!

Mr. Mori couldn't be more satisfied. Apart from Dazai, there are other people who can be Q's safety valve. In addition, Nakahara Nakaya is about to jump into the bowl. PortMafia's force layout finally has a relatively calm room for maneuver.

The subordinate's work satisfies the boss, so naturally there must be rewards, so Senouwai generously donated a pair of wines given by others to Rimbaud.She took out the glass bottle containing the golden liquid from the wooden box, glanced at it in surprise and said, "Is it the noble rot wine from Dijin Chateau?"

"Ah...to be honest, I don't quite understand this..."

Rimbaud didn't continue to listen to him at all, he picked up the cake fork on the table and pried open the cap of the bottle of wine with his bare hands, and the plump and rich fruity aroma mixed with the unique smell of noble rot permeated the air.

"It's so beautiful!"

One liter of wine was poured into several wine glasses, and she invited Miss Hongye and the captain to share "Chateau d'Yquem", which was once praised as the king of wine by the King of France.Several seniors occupied this small round table, the beautiful color reflected the snow-white cream on the cake, the sweet white wine was full of fragrance, and it was just right to match with the pastry.

"To Miss Yokohama, who is as beautiful as this fine wine."

Mori Ogai stood in front of the panoramic glass overlooking the whole city, and the three cadres raised their wine glasses together and said, "To Miss Yokohama."