I'm such a big son

Fukuzawa Yukichi is not good at finding a wandering military organization that has sneaked in illegally, but he is very good at finding another person.

Just when Rimbaud used up the last "grey robe" corpse, he was caught by his lover just after cleaning up his subspace.

The long-haired "male" in a suit and leather shoes raised his eyebrows and looked at the swordsman standing in front of him holding a knife in one hand, and whistled quite frivolously: "Honey, you don't seem to be in a good mood today?"

The smell of blood floating around her made Mr. Fukuzawa frown, and the sudden exclamation in the entertainment place not far away made his expression serious.

"you……"

He only opened his head, endured and swallowed the words that followed, "Follow me."

Fukuzawa Yukichi clasped Rimbaud's hand and turned around to speed up his pace to pull her away from the place of right and wrong. After walking a certain distance, he found a tea house he knew well, but he still didn't intend to let go at all, so he just took her and asked for a teahouse together. Sit in the secluded compartment.

The Hefeng Tea House has always followed the traditional style, with quiet and elegant beauty, small area, simple decoration, and exquisite layout, which fully reflects the interaction between interior landscape and garden design... By saying so much, it means that it is quite quiet here, But also very crowded.

The indoor space is only one and a half tatami mats. Don't look at the decorative calligraphy and paintings on the wall that say "one period, one meeting". Only the ground is barely crowded with two tall adults, and there are clay stoves, incense burners, teapots and teacups. Small bits and pieces like teacups.

Rimbaud had to imitate Mr. Fukuzawa and sit on his knees carefully so that he would not smash the wall and fall out. He didn't have any thoughts of drinking the green drink in the cup in front of him.

"Who is the target?"

In a sense, everyone is in the same industry, and the words are naturally aimed at the bull's-eye.Fukuzawa Yukichi wondered why PortMafia still needs to use Rimbaud today, so he asked this question.

Rimbaud picked up the cup and carefully observed the liquid in it, and replied indifferently: "A fool, he has some contacts with the Arms Chamber of Commerce, and belongs to the other party's umbrella."

"at this time……"

He wanted to say that foreign aggression is more dangerous at this time, but she cut him off before he finished speaking: "I'm trying to find a way to fish."

"The school of fish is really too cunning. The leader's supernatural ability is doomed to [-]% avoid the death scythe. The only way is to take the bait on his own initiative."

Fukuzawa Yukichi understood what Rimbaud meant, and their target was probably the same organization——

"MIMIC?"

"Gide!"

"……"really.

"If he knew that I was here, he would definitely run away immediately, so... why don't you just persuade some officials who should have retired long ago to retire, and make some noise to attract attention."

Your way of persuading you to quit is too hardcore...

Just let others completely withdraw from the stage of life, okay?

Mr. Fukuzawa touched the knife, but in the end he lost his mind: "Be careful."

There is simply no comparison between a fool who is a vegetarian and a young and beautiful lover.

Rimbaud laughed in a good mood: "I have plans to retire from my position as a cadre at the end of the year to take care of the elderly. At that time, I will pick up a cat and bask in the sun every day at home. Oh, I will be very happy just thinking about it."

The key elements immediately attracted Mr. Fukuzawa's attention, and the silver-haired man nodded: "That's good, you should also take a good rest."

I like cats too!

The two of them chatted and ran from the safety of Yokohama to the maintenance of cat hair. Fukuzawa Yukichi simply took off his spare key and handed it to Rimbaud: "You left in a hurry last time and didn't have time. It is my key, you are welcome to come and take a rest at home anytime."

She took the key and put it in the windbreaker pocket, and suddenly thought of something better than a gesture to dig and dig in the subspace for a long time before finding the scarf that Mr. Fukuzawa lent her a long time ago.

"I always forget these things, and it's rare to recall them. Here, it's been cleaned."

Mr. Fukuzawa took the poor scarf that was deformed by washing, put it on his knee and glanced at it... This murderous handwriting was probably condescended by Miss Rimbaud to wash it by herself, and no one else would be able to do the housework into this.

Stupidly cute.

The long-haired woman sitting across from him was like a curious child, hesitating and probing for the traditional Japanese tea for a long time.Tilting her head and observing from all angles, she finally made up her mind to sniff the cup. The bitter matcha taste completely dispelled her desire to try it: "It's so bitter!"

Mr. Fukuzawa didn't know how to discuss the health-preserving method of matcha with her who was too young, so he could only silently push the wagashi in the shape of a Temari ball: "It would be better to match the confectionery."

"so?"

She pinched the small and lovely snack with two fingers and admired it for a while, then gave it a bite unceremoniously.Then all attention is shifted to this small artwork whose ornamental value is greater than edible value.

The young lady who can stand macarons said that the sweetness is within her tolerance and the taste is good.

Mr. Fukuzawa, who doesn't like sweet and greasy, took a sip of tea to calm his shock.

"Okay, that's it. I have to find a place with few people for a walk. The bait is almost gone. Don't meddle in Gide's affairs. His [Narrow Door] is too troublesome. Taking a frontal assault attack method will hurt you." Very bad."

Rimbaud ate the wagashi on the plate, got up and looked up, and accidentally hit the sliding door with a loud noise.

Mr. Fukuzawa stood up together nervously: "Are you okay?"

"No..." Looking back at the crooked sliding door, Rimbaud stuck out his tongue: "I'll go first."

"You wait."

He stopped her, and Lambert paused for a moment: "The repair fee...directly send the bill to PortMafia?"

"That's not it."

It was rare for Mr. Fukuzawa to speak quickly: "You are alone, so it is easy to recognize who it is, right?"

She just said that she met the leader of MIMIC. A lady like Miss Rimbaud will never be forgotten at the first glance... So what is the probability that she will not be recognized by her acquaintances?

He believed that he could convince her: "I'll go with you, and by the way, fool the request from the Supernatural Secret Service Division."

Rimbaud blinked, took his arm out of Fukuzawa Yukichi's hand, and put his hand in his palm again: "I have something very important to entrust to you."

"My subordinate Oda Sakunosuke has the ability [□□Seamless], which has the same effect as Gide's [Narrow Gate]. I'm worried that Mr. Mori will throw him out as an abandoned child to lure Gide to come to ask for death."

"It doesn't matter if it only targets Oda alone, but he adopted five ordinary orphans..."

"For Mr. Sen, they are hardly considered costs. It's not that I think highly of myself. If I were the leader after a few years, I would choose to keep more valuable cadres..."

She finally sighed: "Well, to be honest, Oda is one of Dazai's few friends. I can't see through what that child is thinking. But if he can make him feel that the world is worth nostalgic, I’m willing to try hard like this.”

Even after witnessing the change of leaders between two generations, Oda Sakunosuke has become the most stable member of the logistics team with his "non-violent non-cooperation" style that is too Buddhist. Rimbaud doubts that he can stay in this place and go through prison... It can't fully reflect the value of an excellent superpower. A different boss can really make him go home and eat himself.

It is not surprising that Mr. Sen wants to fire him.

"So, please take care of those children for me. The fighting between adults should not affect innocent cubs."

It is his own business that Oda Sakunosuke pays the price for the ideal of writing novels, and has nothing to do with the orphans he adopted.

Fukuzawa Yukichi's swordsmanship style is upright, and it can be said that he is an extremely honest gentleman. This kind of character can only be a disadvantage for Shang Gide.Lan Bo would rather take Oda Sakunosuke to not let him get involved. After thinking about it, he couldn't think of a reason to refuse, so he simply found something else for him.

"The old man will stay behind and take care of the children, and leave the hard work to the young people. Come to my house with Ranbu this New Year? You don't need to bring anything else, just this snack made in the shape of flowers and fruits is very good, very good eat."

She opened her hands and interlocked his fingers, tiptoed over and touched his lips lightly, her nose and eyes wrinkled immediately: "It's so bitter!"

The old man who really couldn't do anything about her sighed, showing a smile that would never be seen outside: "This is the taste of matcha. After you get used to it, you won't feel bitter anymore."

"..." Why do you think it's a little weird? "Really?" Rimbaud thought for a while, let go of his hand and walked out: "I have to go, maybe the fish will be hooked in a few days."

Fukuzawa Yukichi put his hands into his sleeves and bid farewell to her: "I will take care of what you entrust, and protect myself."

She waved her hand and walked away briskly.

The owner of the tea room came upstairs with the bill. Fukuzawa Yukichi pointed to the crooked sliding door and said, "Please add the repair shop fee." Is there a reservation for the fruit gift box? Can you come and follow the master to make it?"

Most islanders believe that gifts made by themselves are more sincere than those bought, and the boss has heard similar requests.In addition, Fukuzawa Yukichi is a frequent visitor here, so the boss canceled the original repair list with a swipe of a pen, and wrote down Mr. Fukuzawa's name and contact information on a new page.

"Find a few pieces of paper and thin wooden sticks and paste it. There is no cost or no cost. Generally, the New Year and fruit are not booked until September. If you want to leave a spare time in advance, the master will prepare the materials in advance inform you."

Mr. Swordsman nodded with a stern face, knowing in his heart how hot his skin is at this moment... It's a good thing he can't see it!

Rimbaud, who left the tea room before him, moved towards the deserted beach, halfway there, trying to figure out what was wrong just now...Mr. Fukuzawa even teased himself!

What does it mean to get used to it and not feel bitter anymore?Mr. Silver Wolf, you are such an honest person!