Night Rabbit Inquisitor

……uncle?

This title inevitably made Zhongyuan Zhong also feel embarrassed.

Why do you call him that?It's not too anxious for him to grow up, right?Those brats just now called him a little dwarf on the left and a little dwarf on the right. Why did they change their name when they came to her?

However, the little boy calling him uncle in front of him is just...

Zhong Yuanzhong also lowered his eyes, carefully looking at Xiaotuanzi squatting on the ground.

After meeting his eyes, Xiaotuanzi swayed, then lowered her head timidly, and buried her cheeks in her knees.

Orange-pink bun head, powder-carved jade cheeks, and cobalt blue eyes that are exactly the same as usual.

Yuebai's clothes were almost drenched by the rain, her soft long hair stuck to her cheeks, dripping with drops of water, her body seemed to be trembling slightly because of fear, and her eyes were covered with tears. A layer of mist.

And the small oil-paper umbrella fell on the ground not far from her, probably because someone stepped on it a few times, and even the ribs of the umbrella were deformed.

...No mistake, what is in front of him now is a shrunken version of Shenyao.

Or in other words, it was a fairy tale from childhood.

However, why did he dream of the divine ballads from his childhood?

Is it because I was thinking about exploring her past during the day, so I couldn't help but have this quite real dream?

While Zhongyuan Zhongye was thinking carefully, the little Shenyao stretched out her small hand like a lotus root and rubbed her eyes vigorously.

The sleeves moved up to expose the wrists, and there were a few light pink scratches on them.

The little girl staggered and wanted to stand up from the ground, but Nakahara Nakaya stepped forward with a dark face, knelt down and looked at the wound on her wrist, with anger in his tone.

"Did those guys just do it?"

——Why didn't he beat those brats a few more times just now?

"..." She put her hands behind her back, took two steps back, and then shook her head slightly: "When they were chasing me just now, they accidentally fell."

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked down, and sure enough, he saw muddy water on her knees.

Tsk, blame those little bastards.

Without thinking, he took off his feathered jacket and put it on the little guy who was almost turned into a soaked rabbit by the rain.

Xiao Shenyao wrapped her clothes tightly, sniffed hard, and raised her head to look at him.

Those sparkling eyes flickered, as if they could speak, which made him look away uncomfortably.

"Thank you uncle." She blushed and thanked softly.

Although the little guy in the dream is cute, right? However, she always calls her uncle like this, which makes Zhong Yuanzhong feel that everything is not right.

"You can call me brother." Zhong Yuan put his hand on her head habitually, and rubbed it gently: "Look, I'm not much older than you."

... Cough, the age difference is indeed the case in reality.

Shen Yao pursed her lips and thought about it carefully, but then shook her head vigorously: "You can't call me brother."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also taken aback: "...why not?"

"Because I already have an older brother." She clenched the haori on her body tightly with her small hands, and her cheeks must have blushed a little: "Brother, he is handsome, gentle, and powerful. No one dares to get close to him. In the future, I also want to be a night rabbit like my brother."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

An annoying squinting and dumb head automatically flashed in his mind.

handsome?powerful?Maybe.

However, that elder brother who was in the late stage of secondary illness and who was able to show murderous intent towards his own sister... actually had a tender moment?

Seeing Xiao Shenyao's longing face, even in the dreamland, he felt his head was a little confused.

It was a strange dream.

"Then you can change your name as you like."

Xiao Shenyao nodded, and answered him kindly: "Sir."

She looked at most six or seven years old, she was small and soft, as if she could be hugged with one hand.

However, Chuya felt a little unhappy when he thought that such a cute little dumpling had just been surrounded by a crowd of brats.

"Why are you walking down the street alone? What about your family?"

A drop of water slid down her temple to her chin, Shen Yao's expression froze for a moment, and she replied in a low voice: "Mom and sister, at home, brother went to... special training."

"Special training?"

"Yeah, after the special training, my brother will become very strong, and then, protect us and my mother." She pursed her lips and smiled: "Although it is a little difficult to take care of my mother and sister alone, but because my brother He is also cheering, so I will cheer too!"

This is really strange.

The little guy in front of him was obviously smiling at him, but he didn't see how happy she was actually.

Zhongyuan Zhongye's eyes gradually darkened.

Unfortunately, the only thing he can do now is to gently touch her head and praise her: "Then you really worked hard."

She blushes really easily.

When she lowered her head, a faint blush appeared on her cheeks with baby fat.

"Sir, have we met before?" Xiao Shenyao tilted her head.

What kind of experience does she refer to?

According to the age in the dream...

"I probably haven't seen it before."

"But..." Her toes lightly brushed across the ground: "You make me feel very familiar."

Zhong Yuanzhong also shook his head confidently: "This is the first time I have come to this planet."

As he spoke, he looked around carefully.

Here, it is probably the "Xian'an" described by Shenyao and him.

There is really no sunshine here, the color of the whole city is gray and black, and the oppressive atmosphere is like continuous rain, penetrating into the limbs and bones one by one.

"Is this your first time here?"

"Yes."

"Then, which planet did you come from, sir?"

"……Earth."

"Earth?"

Hearing this word, the little girl leaned over excitedly and grabbed the corner of his clothes, as if there was light in her eyes.

"Mom said that the earth is far away from here and very close to the sun. You can see the sun as soon as you look up. It is a planet shrouded in sunlight." She asked expectantly: "Is this really the case?"

Zhong Yuanzhong really didn't know that the place where she had been since she was born would be so attractive to her.

Yetu...shouldn't be able to touch the sun, right?

Why does she have such longing and longing for the sun?

"Yes." But Zhong Ye just smiled and answered her question patiently: "When you look up, you can see the blue sky and the sun, it is a very beautiful planet."

"...It sounds so beautiful, Earth." Shen Yao seemed to have remembered something, ran to the corner, picked up the unrecognizable oil-paper umbrella, wiped off the rainwater on it, and da da da He ran to the other side of the alley, picked up the shopping basket that had been kicked far away, and said to himself: "When my mother recovers from her illness, our family can go to the earth together."

Hearing these words, Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that his heart seemed to be stabbed by these words.

【"After Mummy became a star, my sister was always smiling, strong, hard-working, and gentle smiling at me, and she took on everything without saying a word."】

This is what Kagura said to him himself.

Such a young child, in such a desperate environment, how did she survive alone all this time?

"gentlemen."

Zhong Yuanzhong also noticed that the hem of his clothes was gently tugged again.

When I lowered my head, I found her expression was a bit embarrassed: "Shall I return the clothes to you now?"

"No need." Zhong Yuanzhong also shook his head.

"But……"

"Then give it back to me after I take you home." He smiled softly.

The little girl looked up at him in a daze, then shook her head vigorously, and nodded indiscriminately with a blushing face.

I agreed.

"But..." Shen Yao's fingers whirled around the broken umbrella handle, her voice was very soft.

"Ok?"

"Well, those people called me pathogenic bacteria just now, aren't you afraid of me?"

"What silly words?" Zhong Yuanzhong was also amused: "Those little bastards talking nonsense? I will see them beat up once in the future."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but after he finished saying this, he felt that Shenyao's eyes staring at him became more and more sparkling.

"But... I am Yetu." Xiao Shenyao lowered her head again, and continued to ask in a low voice, "Sir, are you really not afraid of me?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also recalled what she said just now, the attitude of other ethnic groups towards Yetu, and sighed in his heart: "Don't be afraid."

"Are you really not afraid?"

"Well, I'm really not afraid."

"Huh." She patted her chest foolishly: "It's the first time I've seen someone who isn't afraid of Yetu."

After chatting with Zhongyuan Zhongya for a while, she didn't flinch like she did at first, but sighed in a low voice to herself: "But, I'm too weak, not as strong as my brother, and they all laughed at me for not being like that at all." A night rabbit."

"Who said that?" Nakahara Chuya frowned: "You will definitely become very strong in the future."

The power to carry a truck with bare hands without hesitation.

"……real?"

"real."

"Do I look like I can become stronger in the future?"

"of course."

After a long time, the little girl from the Yetu tribe suddenly looked at him and smiled: "Thank you, big brother."

Eh?Stop calling him Mr.

……

The sound of falling rain gradually became lighter and lighter, and Xiao Tuanzi also faded out of his field of vision.

Zhong Yuanzhong also opened his eyes suddenly, the early morning light shone into the room, the glaring light made him narrow his eyelids slightly, and the sparrows were chirping non-stop on the treetops outside the window.

He had an inexplicable sense of loss.

...Sure enough, that just now was a dream.

But it was rare for him to be able to sleep without any burden like this, and he felt relaxed all over his body.

This is really strange.

Usually, even if there is any disturbance, he will immediately wake up from his sleep, and he will not let down his vigilance anytime, anywhere.

Just as Zhongyuan was thinking about what went wrong last night, he suddenly heard a light knock on the door.

dong dong dong.

"Chuya, are you awake?"

It's the voice of God's Ballad.

"Well, I'm awake," he replied.

"That... I seem to have a strange dream."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also startled: "What dream?"

A bold idea crossed my mind.

Could it be that Shenyao also had that dream?

"I dreamed that you had a mustache and chatted with me like a strange uncle."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Well, that doesn't seem like a dream.

He stood up, intending to open the door for the little girl outside, but when he passed by the mirror, he suddenly found that there was a mustache growing on his face.

...what the hell? !

Zhongyuan Zhong also grabbed the end of the mustache with a look of horror and pulled it. Fortunately, he pulled it off and it didn't grow on his nose.

He patted his chest and subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

...so, who the hell is playing tricks on his sticky beard while he's asleep?It must be the bastard Dazai, right?Who else would do that but him?

Throwing the mustache into the trash can, Zhongyuan Zhong also suppressed his anger, adjusted his expression, and opened the door.

Outside the door, Shen Yao was wearing a moon-white bathrobe, and because she had just woken up, her head was turned upside down, rubbing her eyes and yawning.

This bathrobe was a bit baggy, and when one sleeve was raised, her white and round shoulders would be exposed.

"What's matter?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked away instantly, and subconsciously wanted to put his haori on her, but found that the haori on his body was gone.

...Where did you go?He doesn't have the impression that he took off his haori before going to bed.

"It's nothing, I just want to confirm whether it's true that Zhongye has a mustache." Shen Yao looked serious.

"...? This is impossible if you think about it for a while, right?" Zhong Yuanzhong also sighed helplessly, but thinking that he was indeed wearing a mischievous beard just now, he changed the subject: "Is it necessary to get up for school at this point?" gone?"

"Wrong." Shenyao raised her index finger and shook it: "I suddenly remembered that today is Saturday, and the school is on holiday."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Being in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang, I have never had any statutory holidays or the Zhongye on Saturdays and Sundays, and suddenly something is wrong in my heart.

Ah, that's right, being a student is indeed easier than being a mafia.

"So, now that the confirmation is over, do you want to go back and sleep for a while?" Zhong Ye asked gently.

"No no no, although the school is on holiday today, as a judge of the gods, it's time for me to protect history..." Shenyao yawned again: "Go to Yokohama and investigate the parasites Mr. Dazai said. What's the matter with people?"

With this yawning appearance, it seems that she didn't sleep well last night.

When Shenyao's back slowly disappeared from his eyes, Zhong Yuan Zhong also heaved a sigh of relief, and his accelerated heartbeat also calmed down.

But no matter how hard he looked in the room, he couldn't find the haori.

It's almost as if... it really stayed on the little rabbit in the dream.

—

After a sleepless night, Akutagawa Ryunosuke called Izumi Kyoka with a dark face.

Although the leader did not blame him for his mistake this time, Akutagawa understands that the organization must not miss this important pawn, and Quan Jinghua will play a key role in the next operation to capture Renhu.

Absolutely must not bring losses to the organization because of Chuya-sama's younger sister's "whim".

He must bring Quan Jinghua back at all costs.

To his surprise, the call was connected quickly.

Phone card not replaced?

The other end of the phone was silent for a while, Akutagawa coughed lightly, and said in a serious tone: "You shouldn't leave. Only by staying in the port mafia can you exert the value of your existence."

There was another awkward silence.

However, it was not Jinghua's voice that came from the other side, but a strange and cheerful male voice: "Well, I'm sorry, did you call the wrong number? I don't quite understand what you said. What's the meaning."

Akutagawa frowned and looked carefully at his dial.

That's right, it's the number.

"Isn't that in your hand Quan Jinghua's mobile phone?"

"no."

"...Whose phone could it be?" Akutagawa Ryunosuke's face became darker and darker.

"Oh, oh, the kind person who gave me the phone said that his name is Mr. Dazai."

The male voice on the other end of the phone replied with a smile.

"... Mr. Dazai?"

"Uh-huh."

Ryunosuke Akutagawa subconsciously straightened his back, but soon he realized something was wrong, and asked in a low voice, "How do you prove that what you said is true?"

"Hmm..." Tsurumaru rubbed his chin, turned his head to look at the balcony: "Mr. Dazai! He wants me to prove that this is your phone, do you want to answer his call?"

"Hahahaha, no need, Tsurumaru-kun." Osamu Dazai lay comfortably on the recliner, holding a copy of "Shizheng Daily" in his hand, reading with relish: "Just tell him, now I have a new Subordinate, and it’s good that he’s much better than him.”

"Oh!" Tsurumaru nodded, and then said to the phone: "Yo! Can you hear me? Mr. Dazai said that he has a new subordinate——"

"enough!"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke roared at the other end, startling Tsurumaru.

"Wow, what are you doing so angry?" Tsurumaru felt wronged.

"That person... that person, actually, will get Mr. Dazai's approval?" Akutagawa Ryunosuke's tone was urgent: "There must be something wrong, how is this possible..."

"Akutagawa."

Osamu Dazai still slumped on the reclining chair and did not get up, and called out softly in a calm tone.

But just relying on this sound was enough to quiet Akutagawa on the other side.

"Remember to make a note, this number is mine, don't make a mistake in the future." Osamu Dazai said with a smile.

"...Are you sure that by doing this, you are not demonstrating against the port mafia on behalf of the Armed Detective Agency, Mr. Dazai?"

"What demonstration? I don't understand very well, Akutagawa." Osamu Dazai stretched his waist, his brows and eyes curved: "Tsurumaru-kun, shouldn't it be time for breakfast?"

"Yeah, at this time of day, Guangfang should have already cooked the meal."

Tsurumaru dropped the phone casually.

"Hahaha, let's go and have a look, it's the first time I have tasted his craft..."

On the other end of the phone, the conversation between the two gradually faded away, and finally could not be heard clearly at all.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke crushed his phone with a click.

hateful!

Whether it's Renhu or the kid who just got on the phone, they are all disgusting.

Not even he had breakfast with Dazai-san!

—

Before Osamu Dazai had time to taste Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada's craftsmanship, he received a heavy punch from Chuya Nakahara.

"You bastard, did you come to my room yesterday while I was asleep?"

Osamu Dazai, who was shaken to the point of vomiting by his collar, expressed his innocence.

"Chuya, why did I sneak to your room? Are you a little too confident in your personal charm?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga: "Pfft."

Nakahara Chuya had a vein popping out of his forehead, and was about to raise his hand to beat Dazai Osamu, but Tsurumaru Kuninaga stopped him with a suppressed smile.

"Mr. Chuya, actually... I passed by your room yesterday."

"Huh?" Nakahara stopped shaking Dazai Osamu's collar and raised his eyebrows to signal him to elaborate.

"Then I lost an important thing with you."

"what?"

"That's—" Tsurumaru Kuninaga put a mustache under his nose: "This, Qiang Qiang!"

"So, you did it???"

Nakahara was also surprised to find that he really misunderstood Osamu Dazai this time.

However, even if he misunderstood, he didn't feel guilty at all.

God knows how much this bastard owes me.

The two ex-shuanghei looked at each other, Osamu Dazai covered his shoulders and exaggerated: "Ah, it hurts! The medical expenses below 300 million are not enough at all! Chuya, bring the money!"

"...I'll add ten times the price and make you a vegetable." Zhong Yuanzhong also said with a serious face.

"Ah, Chuya, of course I'm joking! Don't be so irritable!" Osamu Dazai looked aggrieved: "By the way, why did Chuuya have to hit me? Isn't Tsurumaru-kun here? You can retaliate on the spot Go back!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also turned his head.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga smiled brightly at him.

"...I think Shenyao can solve it."

Tsurumaru's smile froze.

"No, no, no! Mr. Chuya, don't tell the lord! As long as you don't tell the lord, everything is easy to talk about! I can make you go back as a prank!"

"I'm not interested in pranking back."

"Nana, let me help you scare Mr. Dazai."

"Um...this is..."

"Hey, you two! Is it really okay to conspire so loudly in front of me?" Dazai Osamu was angry: "Tsurumaru-kun, didn't we agree to unite the front?"

While the kitchen was bustling with excitement, Shenyao led Izumi Kyoka down the stairs, half way up the stairs, and saw Tsurumaru sandwiched between Nakaya and Mr. Dazai at a glance.

Tsurumaru Dazai=? ? ?

This equation popped up in Shen Yao's mind instantly.

Anyway, it's right that you can't beat these two guys just by relying on Zhong.

Normally, she might have rushed forward excitedly to pick up the crane and throw it back to Honmaru to feed the goose.

But not now.

Because now she is holding Quan Jinghua's little hand, for fear of scaring this cute little girl.

She asked gently, "how's the injury on your body?"

"It's almost recovered." Quan Jinghua replied softly: "Thank you very much for your help."

Shen Yao smiled and nodded. Just as she was about to continue asking something, she was almost hit in the face by a heavy object thrown towards her. Fortunately, she raised her hand in time to catch the "hidden weapon".

When I looked closely, it was a rice ball covered with natto.

Tsurumaru saw a piece of rice ball in his left hand and a bowl of natto in his right hand. He shouted "Ahahaha" and said, "Accept it! Mr. Dazai, Mr. Nakaya, this is my natto rice ball attack with a radius of 20 meters!"

Friendships between men often only need a little bit of things to strengthen them.

But Tsurumaru laughed halfway, and suddenly found that the two were mouthing him with horrified faces.

What, what's wrong?

"Crane. Maru. Country. Yong."

Tsurumaru heard the lord's devil whisper in his ear.

His arrogance and arrogance just now collapsed immediately.

"How many times have I told you? Don't waste food!"