Wenhao refuses to be touched

"Ranbu-chan, what do you want to say to your sister?"

"The way to change the subject is too blunt! Sister, you haven't answered my question yet. We can't afford this cat. Throw it away!"

"But……"

"You are a greedy man who is good-looking and smart. My sister is wrong. He is not smart at all. He is just an incompetent little boy who was abandoned by the breeder!"

"Small, small or something... In short, Ranpo-chan, please sit down first, everyone is watching. Are you hungry? We haven't ordered food yet."

"elder sister!"

"Alright alright~"

Skull hurts like never before.I'm really totally -- not sure about the situation.Too many things have piled up together, and the follow-up effects of He Lianxu's mental oppression still exist, and now I don't want to take care of these things.

My brain is filled with a lot of information, my poor little brain, it is really fragile, don't torture it, let me eat a meal in peace.

"Miss Natsume, you really need to think about your brother's education..."

"Ah, Mr. Fukuzawa, please sit down too. What do you want to eat? The recommendation here is miso udon, as well as pasta and pizza. The family restaurant is really great."

It is indeed a family restaurant that is very popular in Japan because of its high quality and cheap variety. The taste is not bad, but it is much more affordable than those well-decorated stores.

"Miss Natsume—"

Mr. Fukuzawa increased the volume. After I looked over without tears, he pretended to be uncomfortable and coughed twice with his fist covered, put down his hand, and stared at me very persistently.

"I'm really... very hungry, Mr. Fukuzawa." Crying for you.

"If you don't pay attention to Ranpo-kun's problem, Miss Natsume will not only have to worry about being hungry in the future, but more disasters will make you sleepless."

Mr. Fukuzawa spoke too seriously, and I was a little startled when I heard it. Maybe I felt that the intensity was a little too strong. After a few seconds of stalemate, Mr. Fukuzawa changed the subject very bluntly and called the waiter to order.We ordered a lot, and after Ranpo and Dazai protested, I asked Ayatsuji what else he wanted to eat.

Ayatsuji was holding the doll in his arms, and his feet in white stockings were placed on the sofa seat. He was already in good shape, with very fair skin, and he was a delicate, tall and cool handsome boy with blond hair and deep dark hair. Black glasses, dressed like a young master.This kind of aggrieved squatting is too touching, it is lovable, it is pleasing to the eye, and I can't help but look at him with softer eyes.

When I was indulging in the beauty of the beautiful boy, one head, two heads blocked my sight.

Dazai pursed his mouth and sucked his little nose, and looked at me with tears in his eyes: "Sister, Zazai will be more beautiful than my brother with a handsome face in the future, please wait for me for a few years." It was clearly written on his face, "Sister is a scumbag" '.

Luanbu was much more straightforward, he looked me up and down with a disgusted expression, and paid more attention to my forehead. "Is this what the so-called face control and child control look like? It really adds unnecessary knowledge. This kind of knowledge can't be used for reasoning at all."

Mr. Fukuzawa seemed to have found the opportunity to speak, and slapped the table with one hand and said loudly: "Reasoning?! Ranbu-san, what you did just now was not reasoning at all. You used your own intelligence as a gun and a knife, wantonly killing other people's wounds. Splash salt water on it!"

"Uncle, you are really annoying. The matter is not as serious as you said. Don't you feel that you are too nosy to worry about so much? My sister hasn't spoken yet. It's your turn!" Mr. Ze opened his mouth, and the two stared at each other not to be outdone, as if there were sparks dancing in the air.

I, I shrunk my neck, hugged Dazai, and took a sharp breath between his neck, Dazai giggled from being tickled, so as to calm down my violently beating heart a little.

Although I don't know the ins and outs of the dispute between Ranpo and Mr. Fukuzawa, given the heavy smell of gunpowder in the air, I think it's best not to get involved in that battlefield.

"This guest, do you need to add something?" The waiter, who had been ignored all the time, asked me with a stiff and slightly twitching workplace smile on his face.

She seems to want to leave directly. I can understand her mood very well. The young lady’s eyes are full of fear. Mr. Fukuzawa’s aura is too strong. Now if I look at him, I’m afraid even I can’t help it Cry out in fright.

How could there be someone who looks no worse than others, yet has a fierce look!Kids will have nightmares seeing this!

"I want a black forest cake, with doll-shaped cream on top, almost like Nagami Saki Naruto." Ayatsuji said suddenly, ending the speechless stare between me and the waitress.

He pointed to the doll in his arms, and the name Misaki Naruto in his mouth should be the name of this beautiful female doll.

The young lady quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, raised a professional smile that she had been training for, and said in a clear and clear voice, "I'm sorry, customer, our cakes are in a uniform style, and we don't accept additional customization."

"You and the only son of the restaurant owner are in an underground relationship, right? The mother of the other party thinks that you are too low-educated and not worthy of the only son who goes to college."

"This, this guest..."

"I can teach you how to deal with that lady and let her sincerely admit your relationship with her son."

"But, but..."

"Don't worry about how I know, thinking too much won't help your brain, which is about the size of a red bean, so can you go and make Misaki Naruto's Black Forest Cake for me now?"

"I... woo, you must teach me, don't break your promise!"

The little sister ran away crying, I held Dazai in my arms even tighter, buried my head on the top of his hair and sucked. "Zai Zai, there are only two ordinary people left here..."

"Zai Zai can also see that young lady's troubles."

Dazai ruthlessly abandoned me, broke away from the camp of ordinary people, and said so innocently.Then, Ayatsuji, who looked at him coldly, pissed him off.

"Follower."

"...?? Brother Xiaobailian wants to be a follower, but he hasn't had a chance yet."

"What else can you do besides flattering you? Can you let me do an experiment? I'm curious about the structure of your heart. It must be dark and filled with foul-smelling black mud."

"Where's the little white-faced brother? How thick is your face? It's as wide as the city wall—so thick!"

Looking at Dazai, who was exuding a thick black air in his arms, he immediately felt unsatisfactory.Unsuspectingly, Dazai was pulled out of my arms by one hand, and a doll in a western dress appeared in my arms the next second.

"Sister, see Qi Ming is very cute, very simple, he is a really good boy, let me lend it to you first, I will teach this black mud boy how to behave." Ayatsuji rolled up his sleeves, looking like he was going to do a big job posture.

"Come on, who is afraid of whom!" Dazai stood on the chair and rolled up his sleeves aggressively.

OK... bah.

I hugged the doll and shivered in a corner.Ranpo and Mr. Fukuzawa, Dazai and Ayatsuji... both of them were chattering on the phone for a long time, because the speed of speech was too fast to hear clearly, and the sound of chanting in a temple made me sleepy when mixed together.

Wronged, I am an ordinary person caught in the middle and suffering on both sides.

When I want to go home, I really want to.Why should I go out, why should I come to this restaurant to eat, why can’t I just eat instant noodles at home, Yokohama is too dangerous, my home is my fortress QAQ

The meal was tasteless, and I fed Dazai food to his nose from time to time. It was such a difficult lunch that made me suffer. Mr. Fukuzawa paid the bill first and proposed to go back now.

I know... what should come has finally come.

Dazai was sitting on my shoulder, holding Misaki Naruto in my arms.Ayatsuji followed on my left, and Dazai had a sinister smile and a sneer with a creepy hehehehehe.Luanbu took my hand, and next to Mr. Fuzawa, a cat cub frowned, and an old cat glared and purred scary.

Back home quietly, I shrugged my shoulders and opened the door, let them take off their shoes one by one, and gathered in the living room.At this time, Mr. Fukuzawa was sitting on the single sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window with his arms crossed, facing the indifferent Ayatsuji.Dazai and Ranpo sat on the double sofa against the wall with gloomy expressions.

After I served tea, Yakult, and wave soda to the big guys one after another, I sat cross-legged on the floor in front of the coffee table like a grandson.

"Well... let's come one by one, okay?" I smiled dryly, and after getting their unanimous nod, I looked in the direction of Ayatsuji, "Ayatsuji-chan..."

"Chan? Sister, did you just say so?" Dazai and Ranpo stood up excitedly and shouted at me in unison.

"Uncle, don't leave. Elder sister is deliberately dealing with this little boy's matter first, using your mentality of not wanting to participate in other people's family affairs to let you leave voluntarily, so as to avoid problems between us." As soon as there was a movement to get up, he retreated immediately.

Ranpo, with his elbows turned outward, teamed up with Dazai, and each of them sneered at Ayatsuji with a strange ambiguity.

"Ha! Let Lord Ranbu see what this little boy is capable of. A porcelain who was sold into a laboratory by his family when he was young, lived as a white mouse for several years, was rescued by a breeder, and was carefully wrapped and raised like a canary. Baby, can you live alone without the benefactor?!"

"You must have extraordinary talents. Those researchers who have died must not know that your abilities are far more valuable than they imagined."

"ability?"

"Brother Luanbu, don't worry about this, be serious, this family can't accommodate a third brother! It's about my sister's savings, our snacks, Yakult, toys and new clothes, we must cooperate!"

"Well, Dazai, you finally spoke the human language, such a badass..."

Ayatsuji hugged my waist, his face rested on my thigh, I could only see the back of his golden head from my angle, but I also know that Ayatsuji must be feeling very uncomfortable now, because my thigh is still stained a little Hot wetness.

"Don't cry, don't cry, Ayatsuji-chan, don't be sad, the matter is over."

"Sister... um... what should I do now? My parents don't want me, even Xiaoxu who pulled me out of the darkness doesn't want me anymore. Do I really need to live? People like me who have no independence People with the ability to survive will easily die after being kicked out of the ivory tower..."

I vigorously rubbed the top of his hair and patted the back of his head. I seemed to be full of pride in my heart. I turned towards Ranpo and Dazai who didn't know when they calmed down, and said disapprovingly: "You two, don't bully him!" Ayatsuji-chan, Brother Ayatsuji is already very pitiful, and he doesn’t want to have such a past, the ones to blame are those bad guys who caused his painful memories!”

My reprimand should be effective. Dazai and Ranpo, who came to be emotionally at odds, hugged each other intimately for the first time, huddled on the sofa, buried their heads in each other's necks, and shrugged their shoulders.

"Too treacherous, is this the so-called dirty heart?"

"It's not fair, Zai Zai obediently got into the trash can...Why was I the only one who got hurt..."

Whispering, talking words that were not quite understandable to me.Conversations between smart children are like babies learning to speak. I chose to ignore their language as usual, and touched the profile of Ayatsuji who looked up at me.

Ayatsuji's glasses did not know when he took them off. He has a pair of beautiful eyes with the same color as his hair. There is a thick and insoluble fog in his quiet eyes. When he looked at me, he was slightly stained. Crystal brilliance.

I think Ayatsuji likes me and relies on me, because looking at him, I can't help but love my younger brother. This is an emotion that is difficult to describe in words, called family affection.

"Ayatsuji-chan, don't be afraid, my sister is here, and Ayatsuji-chan will be guarded by my sister in the future!"

How can such a kind and ill-fated child endure him living on the street? If something bad happens to me, I will feel guilty for the rest of my life!

"...Mmm." Ayatsuji nodded heavily, and once again hugged my waist tightly.