I'm such a big son

Miss Rimbaud's mood dropped rapidly visible to the naked eye, Fukuzawa Yukichi was keenly aware of it, but she didn't know what to do to make her happy again.

He thought for a while, and a person who was almost exactly the same as him but much younger gradually appeared, and when he could clearly see the appearance, he would find that this person was even dressed in the same clothes as Fukuzawa Yukichi, as if his clock was suddenly caught. An invisible hand tuned back ten years.

"It's the first time we meet."

The supernatural life form held the head of the knife and sat upright with a serious face. Miss Lanbo sat and looked to the right, and blinked in confusion: "This...this...this is too similar! Why is it only my supernatural power? Is the living body a sick person?"

etc!Mr. Fukuzawa, don't do such imaginative things, it's easy to make her go in the direction of pornography...why can't you become a high-cold and three-nothing big sister? ,what a pity……

Rimbaud curiously turned left and right around these two people, compared them repeatedly, and finally came to the conclusion that Mr. Fukuzawa's supernatural powers resembled his own, as if they were copied and pasted directly, but they were a little younger.

However, she prefers older lovers, and Mr. Fukuzawa finally didn't have to be jealous of himself, and after he coaxed his lover, he sent [Ren Shang Ren Bu Zao] to wash the dishes.

"When Luanpo lived with me, I let my abilities do simple housework. Many things are inconvenient to be handed over to the housekeeper..."

He moved subconsciously, his supernatural ability is the support system, what's wrong with doing housework, isn't doing housework a support?

Looking up, Ms. Rimbaud's envious eyes almost turned green: "I rarely read other people's supernatural life forms in the subspace. The closest one is Mr. Rimbaud. It turns out that guy is stupider than me. He can cook a boiled egg, so he just stuffed the raw egg with the shell into the microwave... I saw it from memory, and it directly blew up the staff pantry at the bottom of PortMafia! If it wasn't for the subspace, he would have given him Blast into the treatment room."

Mr. Fukuzawa was a bit slow in responding, but he grasped the point very keenly: "Mr. Rimbaud... sir?"

"Yes, the me in this world..."

She smiled and leaned on the table and recalled: "I am also Rimbaud, but Rimbaud in this world is really a man. It is true that two identical people will not appear in a world at the same time. I was killed by an explosion. Art Collection] I saw him as soon as I opened my eyes when I was sent here, and then I had to fight for the only chance to live. Mr. Rimbaud’s memory of being blown up by the explosion on Leibo Street has not yet recovered, so I easily gained the upper hand and replaced him. To prevent this unlucky guy from disappearing too soon, read and archive him in the subspace."

"This is my second home. Fortunately, the children in the first family have grown up and have the ability to make a living in a normal society after going to university. Even if one day they don't want to work in PortMafia, they can still be a translator..."

"So, no wonder..."

No wonder she always has a sense of erratic restlessness. It turns out that the visitor from afar is temporarily resting.

There was no outsider in the house. Mr. Fukuzawa stood up and kicked the kitchen door very cautiously. He walked around the dining table to Rimbaud and pulled her into his arms tightly: "I am very grateful to the gods for allowing me to know you like this."

Originally, he thought it was a foregone conclusion to be alone in this life, but he never expected that fate would make a joke, and he turned a corner and bumped into this lover who was completely opposite to his past.

Rimbaud smiled and looked at him sideways. In fact, he was very happy in his heart. There is nothing more reassuring than being unconditionally trusted by his lover.She pretended not to hear the overturned bowls and dishes in the kitchen, and raised her hand to pull him down and put them on top of each other. It's still early, if it doesn't work, go back before dawn...

...of course it is impossible.

The sky was getting dark, and after Rimbaud had taken his shower for the first time today, someone knocked on the door of Fukuzawa's house again, and the orange-haired boy in a hat politely stood outside with a bag of fruit.

Fukuzawa Yukichi: "..."

Rimbaud looked from behind him: "..."

Oh hoo.

"Okay, okay, go back now, wait for me to change my clothes!"

Like a bear child who forgot to come home after letting out the air, the bear parent was blocked by his own son and his boyfriend carried him home.Nakahara Nakaya walked into Mr. Fukuzawa's living room and put the fruit on the table. Mr. Fukuzawa glanced at the table, inadvertently remembered what he did there just now when he was pestered by his lover, and immediately lowered his eyes and coughed: "Sorry. "

"what?"

Nakaya, who was embarrassed inside, also had a little wandering eyes, and then coughed: "Um, uh, please take care of Attila, she doesn't know how to do housework, and she doesn't usually look into the kitchen at home, you, ah No, you worked hard."

The two men each felt that the other was not good at talking and was a bit naive.

Rimbaud changed back to the shirt and suit that had been washed and dried by the housekeeper, and her black hair swayed slightly with her movements. She turned her head and stretched out her hand to gesture, and said goodbye to him with a smile: "See you~"

"See you."

Mr. Fukuzawa raised his hand and waved it in a very regular manner. The door closed, and she returned to the original track. The two rivers that overlapped for a while separated again and headed towards the unknown future.

The room suddenly became deserted, and he felt a little chill that he hadn't seen for a long time.

Probably... the cold that has been plaguing Rimbaud is like this. The emptiness and loneliness of being alone forever will really slowly seep into the bone marrow and gradually increase.

Her rule of "don't kill women and cubs" probably came about because of this.

Miss Rimbaud... is really a person who always shows tenderness in unexpected places.

He felt... For such a her, it's not impossible to not watch from the sidelines for a while.After all, he didn't set himself a creed that he must adhere to. In essence, Mr. Fukuzawa, a rebellious middle-aged man, touched his saber...

Well, it was such a happy decision, and I wrote to ask the teacher what to do.

Mr. Natsume Soseki who received the letter: "..."

Wait until the old man goes out to see if the sun is coming out from the west today?The big disciple who is like a stone and wood has opened up his mind, and even found a foreign girlfriend in a very fashionable manner.Take a closer look, huh?It turned out to be a child of a deceased old friend.

Wait, back then Baudelaire boasted that he adopted a boy... Forget it, he was old and didn't want to figure out what his disciples were thinking.It's rare that the wood-like Yukichi opens his mouth to express what he wants. As a teacher, it's inevitable that he prefers students...

Although the kid named Rimbaud is younger, he is still an adult anyway, it's okay, it's okay.

Finally, one of the two apprentices was able to clear the warehouse and sell it. In any case, he couldn't be returned for some shitty reason.

You must have a license to start a business with supernatural powers, and the apprentice and daughter-in-law cannot lose it, so that's it!

……

On the other side, Rimbaud put his hands in his coat pockets, followed by his son, and the two walked side by side in Yokohama at night.

The orange-haired boy had passed his anger a long time ago, and his reason returned to his brain. Seeing that Rimbaud suddenly disappeared for a day or two, he panicked, fearing that she would give up and move to his lover's house to abandon him.So he secretly went to the PortMafia building to ask Ms. Hongye what to do during the tuition gap, and happened to bump into Mr. Mori, who was idle and idle. After a lot of complaints, the first teacher found out that the lady cadre who skipped class yesterday and today was indeed raped by her senior. Abducted—Mr. Mori, with a filter of unknown thickness, only felt that Brother Fuzawa had a hideous face, and if he couldn't beat him, he would definitely bring someone to denounce him...

Forget it, if you do this, you might get mixed doubles by your generals and senior brothers, and he will lose face.

First of all, the gentleman said that his chest hurts a little, and he probably needs some quick-acting heart-relief pills. He went to the medical room to look for it first, and asked Miss Hongye to help this poor little beggar.Miss Hongye sent the boss away with a half-smile, clutching her chest and walking out step by step, with a bleak back, turned around and motioned to sit beside her.

"You sit down first. No one would want Rimbaud to want you. Otherwise, why did she protect you when her ex-lover chased after her? Although that person came for her, it would be wrong to hand you over." It's easy, and she doesn't have to break an arm."

The so-called bystanders are clear, that's probably what they said.

Nakahara Chu was really relieved, and asked awkwardly how to get along with Fukuzawa Yukichi. Hongye smiled and touched the child's warm hair: "Miss Rimbaud didn't say that? Everything is business as usual, her life will not Affect the love for you, you should occasionally be considerate of your mother for leaving her some private space. You are almost an adult, and it is time to grow up. It is not good to be so clingy. My suggestion is, you just be Mr. Fukuzawa is a good friend of my mother, and occasionally comes to visit with gifts, just enough respect."

So the boy followed her advice very honestly, and came to the door with a bag of fruit in exchange for his mother.

"There will be an exam in a few days, and then you will grow up."

She sighed and raised her hand to rub her son, and raised him from a stumbling and ignorant child again, it was really a sense of accomplishment, and she could predict that he would be an outstanding young man in the future.

In this quiet night, it is inevitable to think of the chicks who were forced to leave the nest. Rimbaud thought that if he had the opportunity, he would not give up on finding ways to communicate.This matter is too secretive, and she entrusted Reborn to take care of it a few years ago, and there has been no news for such a long time...

It seems that Pengo Lie is also at a time when he is running out of skills...

Zhong didn't know where her sigh came from. After the awkwardness passed, she still couldn't help complaining: "At any rate, leave me a message. It's like throwing it away as soon as you go out. Even you and I will be worried."

"Huh? I sent you a message, and I went to Dazai's graduation ceremony this morning. Didn't he tell you?"

Rimbaud also felt strange, the two honest people looked at each other and finally came to the conclusion - "Go back and beat him to death, this guy must have done something wrong."

The final solution of the Rambo family's problem - arrest Osamu Dazai and beat him up!