I'm such a big son

An hour later, the mess finally returned to black satin with elegant long curls. Rimbaud yawned and didn't care that the front of the bathrobe was messed up by himself. He turned over on the sofa and wanted to close his eyes.

She was tall, but Mr. Fukuzawa was taller, and he had no strange hobbies and no need to prepare young ladies' clothes at home. It was obvious that the yukata came from the closet of the owner of the house.

"..."

The clock is already pointing to three o'clock in the morning, and it will be dawn again.He simply stopped talking, picked up the shameless cadre lady and threw it on the bed in the guest room, shook off the quilt and covered it tightly, turned around and fled... He couldn't escape, the slender fingers grabbed the belt, and the long-haired woman supported her arms He poked his head out and said, "I said... do you want to fight?"

The teasing eyes seemed to be laughing at him - "Are you running? Where can you run?"

"...I'm going to get the pillow."

Sure enough, he let go of his fingers, not only let go, but also played a trick along the texture of the textile. Mr. Fukuzawa ran away as soon as he got excited.

Therefore, men's desire to survive is forced out.

Fukuzawa Yukichi, who came back with a pillow, lay carefully beside her, wishing there was a Mariana Trench in between.A certain man is simply more innocent than the current junior high school students. Even though everything has happened, he still has red ears and dare not approach him.Miss Lan Bo would not let go of the fat that was brought to her mouth. She turned over and lay down on the comfortable quilt that had been washed and dried, and grabbed her boyfriend's skirt: "If you move it outside, you will fall off the floor." Come on, do you want me to take you to the hospital at this time?"

After thinking for about three seconds between being close to his lover and going to the hospital to lose face, Mr. Fukuzawa said that he was successfully persuaded by Ms. Rimbaud.He slowly approached her, and Rimbaud just lay on his stomach and watched him laughing, motionless.

Maybe she was just making fun of herself on a whim. Mr. Fukuzawa cheered himself up in his heart, moved, then moved again, and moved again... Rimbaud moved very quickly, and the prey would never escape if it moved into the trap. On the man's chest, the other hand was propped on the mattress, changing from lying on the bed to lying on the boyfriend.

"Why are you so far away from me!"

The villain complained first, saying that this was the case.

Mr. Fukuzawa, who missed the opportunity to escape, tried to persuade her: "I have to go to work tomorrow..."

"Oh, I can be late, you can not, what's the problem?"

She turned her face to the side and stretched out her hand to gently poke his cheek. Her fierce eyes could scare a child to cry, but Mr. Fukuzawa, who couldn't scare his lover, couldn't bear it any longer. Wrapped in a quilt on the bed sheet: "Shut up! Close your eyes! Go to sleep! No more trouble!"

"..."

Miss Rimbaud, who was wrapped into a silkworm chrysalis by him from head to toe, looked at him with condemning eyes, but Mr. Fukuzawa was unmoved: "It's too late, take a good rest, really."

"Hey!"

Confirming that he was serious, she yawned delicately, closed her eyes and calmed down, her breathing became steady and long after 10 minutes.Realizing that she had fallen asleep, Mr. Fukuzawa's tense nerves slowly relaxed, his eyes gradually became soft enough to drip water, and he touched her forehead lightly. The silver-haired man tightened his arms and stroked her long hair, and soon fell into sleep.

In the early morning of the next day, Mr. Fukuzawa, who had a strict schedule, opened his eyes and moved his body very calmly and carefully.

Well, my arm is numb, and it's impossible to make a big move.

This almost non-moving movement woke up Rimbaud. Before she opened her eyes, she first rubbed the pillow and quilt with her cheek, then stretched out her arms to wrap her arms around the neck of the person next to her, and raised her head to give him a cloyingly sweet kiss.

"morning……"

She didn't let out a hoarse greeting until they were parted to take a breath. The lover's eyes were deep, and he was planning to continue doing other exercises that were good for physical and mental health when someone knocked on the bedroom door.

Miss Rimbaud: "..."

Mr. Fukuzawa: "..."

The latter straightened his clothes and went to open the door. The former grabbed his boyfriend's pillow and slapped it out the moment he opened the door.

"society……!"

Kunikida Doppo, who hadn't finished speaking, was slapped head-on by a pillow two meters away, almost bumping into Ranpo who was sitting on the sofa in the living room.Dazai, who escaped in time, snapped his fingers: "Miss Rimbaud, don't forget that you promised to wear a skirt to attend my high school graduation ceremony~ Na na, hurry up!"

"The Supernatural Secret Service Division sent someone to the detective agency to ask you to come over..."

Kunikida, who was almost photographed with two lines of nosebleeds, put on his glasses and hastily stepped forward to explain why he was here: "Usually you are at the detective agency at this time, today... um, that, I am very sorry!"

Rimbaud, who casually found a piece of clothing to drape outside, completely ignored the three young men outside, yawned and walked into the bathroom with bare feet, and closed the door with a backhand. All four men, including Mr. Fukuzawa, had snacks She glanced at the sliding door of the bathroom sympathetically... Fortunately, she didn't explode directly.

"Understood, Kunikida, please send Miss Rimbaud and this young man out for me later, and I will go to the Supernatural Secret Service with Ranpo first."

The silver-haired man calmly gave his disciple a difficult task. Seeing that his adopted son wanted to express his dissatisfaction, he pointed to the refrigerator door and said to him, "There is a plastic bag inside, which was given to you by Miss Lanbo."

Edogawa jumped up and jumped to the refrigerator in two steps, and cheers sounded in the next second.He took this opportunity to go back to his room to change clothes, and reappeared within a few minutes, holding a long flat box wrapped in washi paper.

Mr. Fukuzawa went to the bathroom door and knocked on the door: "Miss Lanbo, it may be too late to go home and change the skirt temporarily. I have a set of colorless furisodes here that can be used for formal occasions. I originally planned to give it to you. If you don't If you mind, you can wear it to your son’s graduation ceremony.”

The bathroom door rang, and the other three young people turned around and walked out very politely. They stretched out a hand behind the door to take the cardboard box that Fuzawa handed over, took a look, and dragged them in with their backhands: " How to wear it, isn’t it just a piece of cloth?!”

Ten minutes later, she came out awkwardly on tiptoe, tugging at the sleeves and tugging at the hem, always feeling a little weird.

Fukuzawa Yukichi, who came out behind, looked her up and down and told her: "If you have anything you don't understand, you can ask Kunikida. Ranpo and I will go out first, and call me if you need anything."

After finishing speaking, the young man with bulging pockets left in a hurry. When Edogawa walked out in disorder, he turned his head and said that if Miss Rimbaud brought him such a great gift next time, he could reluctantly admit her.

Rimbaud: "..."

What a bad boy, he sold his father for a plastic bag of snacks!

"Ok."

She stopped thinking about other people's cubs, and turned to look at her own cubs with a confused expression: "Your graduation ceremony today? Why didn't you tell me in advance, and the teacher didn't notify you in advance."

"Oh, because I changed the contact information you left by one digit, no matter how the teachers call, it will be a busy message that no one answers!"

Dazai didn't think there was anything wrong with his behavior at all, and was even quite proud of it.

Kunikida Doppo felt that this guy would have to be beaten up, but Rimbaud thought about it for a while, nodded and said, "I see, let's do it like this."

This thing is over.

Wait, is there something wrong with your family's attitude towards education? !

The stunned Kunikida quickly returned to normal when he saw what Rimbaud was trying to do to the hem of the kimono, and hurriedly helped her find the right socks and clogs, and then acted as a technical consultant again to tell her how to behave in such a strict dress freely.That is to say, a person with excellent physical skills like Rimbaud will probably understand how to operate it after watching it once. If he is another person, he would not even think about going out for a day.

While Kunikida drove Rimbaud and Dazai to the ceremony site before the principal's speech, Yukichi Fukuzawa was sitting opposite Taneda's fire. language.

After half of the chess game had been decided, the two stopped fighting too much, Zhong Tian Shantouhuo threw away the chess piece in his hand as a sign of abandonment: "I haven't seen you for a while, but your chess skills have improved, and the same with swordsmanship? "

Fukuzawa Yukichi put down the black pieces in his hand, and patiently picked up the pieces one by one and put them back into the box. The congressman who had been sitting for a long time couldn't help raising his chin and laughing: "I heard that you were the strongest under the name of the government a few years ago. swordsman?"

Without waiting for others to answer, he continued: "I don't know which one is stronger, the lone swordsman Yinlang or PortMafia's Lantang?"

Hmm...Mr. Silver Wolf secretly felt that he couldn't beat Miss Zuizhou, and he wanted to admit defeat the moment she leaned over. How to fight in this situation?The coach didn't teach it!

Taneda Shantouhuo knew that his old friend had chased and killed Lantang who had not yet joined PortMafia all the way earlier. If he hadn't had excellent sword skills, the latter would not have been forced into a desperate situation and became a general under Mori Ogai.

Reminiscent of the report submitted by Ango Sakaguchi not long ago, he suddenly had a bad feeling.

Fukuzawa Yukichi didn't know what the congressman was going to say, and kept a deadpan state as if he was listening carefully to someone's words, but he didn't seem to be listening, thinking carefully why this person suddenly asked about the strength between him and Rimbaud.

The congressman smiled more earnestly. He thought that Fukuzawa Yukichi's increasingly fierce gaze was due to the pride of the warriors—literally no one and martial arts second. A swordsman under the name of the government was compared to a mafia criminal. It's not even comfortable for a person.That's what he wanted.

"To tell you the truth," the congressman, who felt that the foreshadowing was almost enough, took a sip from his teacup, and turned to look at the fire on the farm: "Recently, the smugglers at the port have become more and more rampant, and they often make the government lose face. Due to the protection contract Asylum, we can't do anything to Mori Ogai in the open, but everyone agrees that he should be taught a lesson."

Then he turned to Fukuzawa Yukichi with a smile: "It just so happens that you opened an armed detective agency, raided and stabbed Mori Ogai, or assassinated PortMafia cadre Rando, which one is better?"

"Currently Mr. Natsume is actively applying to the Imperial Household Agency for your company's 'Permit for the opening of supernatural powers'. I think this achievement may greatly increase the possibility of the application being approved."