I'm such a big son

The two Nakahara Nakaya were walking home together, the young one was driving the car, and the older one was sitting in the back seat wondering what he was thinking, of course he might be in a daze.

"Let me tell you, Attila was sick some time ago. She was anorexic because of the death of the old Mrs. Rimbaud. Although she has recovered now... Anyway, everyone is worried about her. There are more people in the family now. You'd better have someone Mentally prepare."

The one driving the car was afraid that the other person couldn't help but get angry and started beating and demolishing the house at home. Rimbaud was so angry that he explained the precautions in detail.

The other person who was equally indifferent to the old Mrs. Rimbaud immediately sat up straight: "Ill? Is it serious?"

"It was scary at the time, and she lost a lot of weight all of a sudden. We all thought she would not be able to survive... Forget it, let's not talk about that, you remember to restrain your temper."

During the conversation, the sports car drove away all the way, leaving an afterimage. The half-hour drive was abruptly compressed into 10 minutes, and finally stopped outside an ordinary residence in an ordinary community.If I have to talk about something unusual, it is probably that the yard of this house is larger than that of the neighbors.

"It's here, remember to bear it!"

The former drove the car into the garage and turned off the engine, and the two got out of the car together, then turned to the gate, climbed over the short fence, entered the courtyard and knocked on the door: "I'm back!"

It was Atsushi Nakajima who finally got rid of the shadow of human traffickers who came to open the door. With a happy smile on his face, he tilted his head curiously when he saw his elder brother standing outside: "Why did you go through the main door today?"

The middle man in front also clenched his fists and coughed: "There is a small problem, but it's okay, Altila already knows about it. In this case, let me go first."

"Oh, ok, it's okay, I know!"

The white-haired boy nodded, then turned around and ran back, not noticing the other Nakahara Chuya who was standing further back.

"Isn't this a human tiger from the Armed Detective Agency?"

"Yes, and now."

"..."

Okay, he understood why his self in this world always emphasized the need to "be patient" with his temper along the way.

I can't bear it, I can't bear it... I really have to demolish the house.

The two walked into the residence one after the other. The living room was full of people who were bustling with excitement. Seeing the two identical people walking in, the joyful voice disappeared immediately, followed by a more arrogant laugh.

That's right, the laughter came from the mouth of the young artist Mr. Dazai. He has rolled from the sofa to the ground, and he has performed what is called "laughing to the end".Ranpo Edogawa, who came to visit for dinner, "Huh?" He tilted his head, opened his eyes, put on his glasses and stared at them for a while: "Two cool hats!"

"This kind of thing can be seen without reasoning, Mr. Ranpo!"

As the only complainer in the family, Atsushi Nakajima felt that he had borne a burden that he shouldn't bear at this age, and unconsciously vomited his heart.

"Aden, you are so noisy!"

Luanbu only cares about whether the extra one will lead to insufficient dinner, and the others don't care at all - they will leave soon anyway, and they didn't come to snatch his father from him, so what should they care about?

However, Nakahara Chuya... he was from another world. When he saw this squinting detective, he felt uncomfortable in his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys. When he saw him, he would think of the experience of being tricked.

This room was full of guys who gave him headaches.Dazai can completely ignore it, Akutagawa...ah, the head is too hard to watch, and then Nakajima Atsushi and Edogawa Ranpo, including Black Lizard's ten-person long silver... none of them can really make people worry .

After sweeping around, the orange-haired young man, whose head grew bigger, took a deep breath, and looked at the aborigine himself: "Where is your room?"

If you can't afford it, you can always hide it!

"Upstairs, go by yourself."

The two stared at each other for a few seconds, and the younger Zhong also scratched his hair: "Okay, I'll take you there."

After speaking, he turned to the others and explained to others: "Well, I accidentally got someone else's ability, and it will be fine after a while..."

The Akutagawa brothers and sisters and the Nakajima boy nodded obediently, and Dazai was already laughing so hard that he rolled under the coffee table, glanced at the two Nakaya and turned to continue eating the senbei.

The two Zhongyuan Zhongya bowed their heads one after the other and walked back to the bedroom. As soon as the door was closed, the one from the other world was like a firecracker that had been lit: "What's going on! Why did I see a A pile of strange flowers? Can't you beat Dazai to death and throw him out! Why!"

"What do you think I'm doing? If you have the ability, go and stuff him into the toilet and drown him!"

"I fucking..."

If I can fucking kill him, what am I going to do with you? Me!

Looking at each other, there were only two long sighs in the end, and the younger Mr. Nakahara scratched his hair: "Forget it, for the sake of Attila adopting him, let Dazai be spared to make her happy."

Garbage Dazai, that's all it's worth.

For the current plan, I can only use this spiritual victory method to comfort myself. As the eldest son, I really have to endure many grievances... At this moment, the two Mr. Zhongyuan miraculously stood in the same position, and they suddenly looked at each other differently A feeling of sympathy.

It was almost two hours after the two Mr. Nakahara returned home. Ms. Rimbaud, who was very active, came back and brought along a cute little guest—a little man in a red kimono with low double ponytails girl.

She seemed to be only fourteen or fifteen years old, her skin was so white that it was almost transparent, her big eyes were persistent, and she seemed to be a very serious person.

"Shall we go out for a big meal today? There are guests at home, and it's too hard for Yin to be busy all by himself. Ranpo, please call Mr. Fukuzawa and ask him to come to us after get off work."

Edogawa Ranpo immediately picked up the mobile phone and operated it. After seeing this girl, A-Dun's face turned red, and he wanted to find the appearance of the time machine and plunge into it.

"Where's Chuya? Tell him to come down and go out to dinner together."

In her heart, the two eldest sons are not guests, and the possible future family members must also be known to everyone.Given the kid's desire to jump from PortMafia to the Armed Detective Agency... Even Rimbaud scratches his head a bit at the mention of it.

When you are in love, can't you change the bowl to squeeze the meat out?Mr. Sen, who is happy to pluck other people's wool, is about to be bald by you!

Retired veteran cadres can't be cheeky to find someone from the former boss, but can only pretend that they don't know anything.Anyway, Miss Hongye has already reached a consensus, and she is probably having a headache about how to redecorate, and she has no time to make trouble for A Dun.

"This is Jinghua, Izumi Jinghua, the adopted daughter of Miss Hongye and Mr. Jianguanyi, she is a good child. Right, A-Dun? I will entrust the little girl to you and take good care of her~"

Rimbaud pushed the girl, and the expressionless girl nodded seriously: "I will take good care of A-Dun!"

The old mother couldn't help but wiped away her bitter tears, one of the overstocks is finally expected to be cleared, I beg you all to get married quickly, the old lady just wants to stay in bed every day until the sun is up, you unfilial sons!

One of the two Central Plains who heard the movement and came out to check the situation also slid down from the second floor with his feet clinking softly: "This...this is not..."

What he didn't finish was "Isn't this girl the killer of Akutagawa's subordinates!"

Seeing Rimbaud's smiling face, he swallowed his words back, let's not mention this one, what's the benefit of setting up a Shura field at home for no reason-in other words, Akutagawa and Renhu are in the same room, why does this house stand so far? Turned into ruins?

"Huh? Do you know Kyoka too? That's great. Put on your hat and change your clothes, and we'll go out to dinner."

Rimbaud smiled and stepped forward to pat his son. As a young mother, no matter how cute his adult son was, he couldn't hold him in his arms and rub his head like he did when he was a child.Even touching the head as a way of expressing intimacy should not exceed three times a day, otherwise it will be detrimental to the son's personal image...Although I still want to rub it very much.

No matter which one was very obedient, "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" the voices were answered, those who changed their clothes changed their clothes, those who wore hats put on their hats, and the others left the living room and stood in the courtyard after they were dressed.Without waiting to open the low door, Mr. Fukuzawa's servants rushed all the way to Rimbaud's house from the office - I heard that her adopted son, Nakajima boy who is also his employee, brought his girlfriend home as a "father" without legal protection ’, the earnest Mr. Samurai felt it was his duty to be present.

Then it was discovered that the suspected "daughter-in-law" who was brought back was also an acquaintance... Well, he told the police officer that she was his granddaughter not long ago, so he probably lost a little bit of seniority... Forget it, Just pretend you don't know!

Facing Miss Lan Bo who was recovering from a serious illness, Mr. Fukuzawa, who had long forgotten that he had babbled nonsense in desperation and helplessness, stared at the newly released lowest altitude for the whole family for a long time, speechless: "...you are a good boy!"

"It's just in time for you to come back. I heard Miss Hongye said that Jinghua likes Jutang's tofu soup. Let's eat this today."

She herself doesn't like Japanese food that is too light, but she can't cook, so she can eat whatever other people do. This time she is determined to make a good impression on the guests before choosing kaiseki cuisine—in short, the scenery Yes, she could just sit there and enjoy it.

Fukuzawa Yukichi nodded, it doesn't matter what to eat, as long as she is happy.

So a meeting place was agreed, and such a big family drove to Jutang in various ways by car and taxi. Rimbaud handed Quan Jinghua over to Adun to take care of him, and he personally brought his two eldest sons and Mr. Fukuzawa to walk at the end. .

"This Mr. Fukuzawa is my boyfriend, I think you probably know him."

She smiled and formally introduced her lover to the older eldest son, even though the Central Plains had been beaten to the point of fading, she was unable to complain.

The president of the Armed Detective Agency... How on earth did you lure this guy into your home? Did you really do nothing serious, Miss Rimbaud?You know, kidnapping is a crime!

Oh... I seem to be a PortMafia cadre, so my mother is not so law-abiding... Maybe it's understandable... I guess...

I feel my head hurting even more, and even Huang Ba, who has been honest for a long time, has the illusion of wanting to tremble...