Let your president enroll in my Honmaru

"Have you been watching for a long time? Where are you all hiding?"

Walking with a group of daggers, Shiori somehow felt like a kindergarten teacher.

It was so coincidental that she appeared in front of Shiori just when she was about to make a decision. Such a coincidence is almost impossible.

However, when she was shopping, she did not pay special attention to the knives in her family, so she smiled helplessly.

But at this time, she suddenly wanted to buy a bunch of little yellow hats exclusive to kindergartens, and then put them on for them, so that they would be conspicuous and spectacular when walking in a row during outings.

"Huh? What are you talking about, Mr. Ji? I don't understand."

All of them showed innocent expressions on their faces, and so many big eyes stared at them eagerly.

Xiao Ye, who was supposed to be the least capable of acting, tried her best to maintain her usual indifference, and there was no flaw in the micro expression on her face.

Shiori said, what else can I do?

There is no other way for my own children except to pamper them.

"Just be like that."

"But you are not allowed to bully Mr. Fukuzawa."

She said it in a worried manner, and immediately got a circle of innocent and obedient nods.

To be honest, if she replied a few words and complained a few times, Shiori thought it was normal, but now seeing this harmonious scene, she was even more worried——

You guys have already formed some kind of alliance in private, right? Just take advantage of the month when she comes home, what should you do?

"Ji Jun, I actually have a good impression of Mr. Fukuzawa, but..."

Jin Jian looked a bit embarrassed, frowning, hesitant to speak.

"If he's just an ordinary Mr. Neighbor, I'd rather like him."

"Now, I can't tell."

He was quite angry, and his tone was bitter.

All right, then she will believe it.

It took a long time to sort out the things I just bought today when I went home, and then sent them to Tokyo in advance.

The next day, Yaken was asked to visit the clinic. Shiori took out a piece of paper and started planning the itinerary.

It seems that although the things are all gathered together, they just happen to be sorted by time, so they will come one by one, and they should be able to come back before the end of the month.

Honmaru's current appearances are basically to go to other eras to investigate, and the risk is relatively low. The necessary introductory episodes are fixed and replaced according to the already arranged form, and he does not need to make too many transfers.

Rounding off, she also went home this time

It's just a long vacation.

According to the previous practice of going home, pick three or four blades and follow them together.

Thinking of this, Shiori, who had difficulty choosing, looked at the knife account in his hand, feeling a little embarrassed.

Otherwise, draw lots...

Facts have proved that as long as a lottery is drawn, Wuji Zhenzong will always be the first.

The next three are Hasebe, California Kiyomitsu, and Mikazuki Munekin.

If the tortoise shell was not drawn out, and Qianzi Muramasa, there would be nothing further to entangle in this list.

Anyway, the candidates for the servants with me are always changing, everyone has a chance, next time the four of them will be taken away, this time it will be just these four.

After making a decision, Shiori changed her clothes upstairs and picked up the camera she hadn't used for a long time.

She tied up her ponytail and straightened her camera bag diagonally in front of her.Just at the corner of the downstairs corridor, I saw Wuhu Tui who was playing with the little tigers.

"Back off, will you go out for a walk with the cat with me?"

I just remembered that it has been a long time since I came to Yokohama. Although she has gone out many times, she has never taken a good photo.

The scenery around the Tsurumi River that I usually pass by is not bad, and when the photos are printed, it will be just the right background for the postcards I send home in the future.

And today happened to be the day when Osamu Dazai fell asleep, so don't worry, a "floating corpse" suddenly floated on the river to disturb his mood.

Shiori has always maintained the habit of writing letters and sending postcards and hand-painted New Year's cards. When she is not in a hurry, she stops and stops in her Honmaru to take pictures.

On the one hand, it is to record life, and on the other hand, it is to let the family know that she is doing well, so don't worry.

If they moved house, changed places, and didn't follow the usual habits to do things, there are also very careful people in their family who will definitely find out that something is wrong.

"Okay. Do you want to go to the park today?"

"I haven't decided where to go yet, but I want to take pictures of the scenery along the way."

Shiori picked up the cub closest to her, and touched its little pad.

"Ow~"

It let out a soft cry, and rubbed against her face several times again.

With such a super cute appearance, Shiori, who was originally not particularly firm in her stance, could not resist for a moment.

At this moment, she stood at the cat pie.

She was too anxious yesterday, and Shiori just remembered now that she didn't need to try so hard to find excuses. Although there seemed to be few ready-made excuses in front of her, they were very tempting.

Precision strikes are very important.

"Really, am I a fool?"

The embankment is very long, but the green lawn is sparsely populated, but there are a few unknown small flowers that are hardy and unexpectedly blooming in the winter sunshine.

The tiger cubs jumped onto the grass one by one and rolled in the green. The one with a bow tied to its tail trampled off its black satin while playing.

This time, it was not in a hurry to act like a baby in front of its master and Shiori with its belt in its mouth, and looked quite calm.On weekdays, Xiao Er, who looked the strongest, bit his younger brother's bow tie, and ran forward in a hurry.

"Aww? Aww—"

Xiao Wu, who was still at a loss, suddenly became at a loss, and hurriedly chased forward.

The two rolled into a ball. Although the slope of the embankment was not too steep, it was after all a downward slope.

Seeing this, Shiori was a little worried and stepped forward, but the two rolled quickly, covered with grass blades, and rolled quickly into balls following the slope.

Because of the lawn buffer, the speed is not particularly fast.

"Ouch—"

Just at the moment when they disappeared obliquely forward, a cry of pain came.

This is, hit someone? !

"I'm sorry, our cat rolled down playing and fighting, did it hit you?"

"It's ok."

The boy with quite recognizable white slanted bangs groped to get up from the ground. He was wearing tattered clothes. It was a pair of long-sleeved trousers that could barely cover his hands and feet. The fabric was not particularly thick. After a fall, the knee cloth that fell to the ground opened a big hole.

I can't even stand on my feet, and I'm dizzy with stars in my eyes...

white tiger? ? !

two! ! !

In a trance, the white-haired boy seemed to have seen something terrible, and screamed in horror.

"what!!!"

# # #

"Well, are you really okay?"

The woman who had already rushed in front of him leaned in front of him with some worry.

It was a rather beautiful-looking woman, she was wearing a rather ordinary home sportswear, carrying a small black bag.The facial features are exquisite, the brows are picturesque, like a fairy.

With vague concern on his face, he was staring at him intently.

Her long day lily-colored hair scattered behind her was shaken in front of her because of the violent exercise just now, and with her movements, it just fell on the tip of Nakajima Atsushi's nose.

Mixed with the cool mint flavor, there is also an elegant and soft flavor of flowers that cannot tell what species it is.

picture……

Gentle to the extreme, the mother he never had...

"You do not

thing? "

she asked a third time.

"Gurrrrrrrr—"

Before he could reply, the stomach had already given the answer.

"Er—I..."

"Are you hungry? Let me buy you something to eat first."

Seemingly aware of his embarrassment, the woman didn't pay attention to the loud shout just now.

"Tui retreat, you stay here, watch the kittens, let them stop running around, I'm going to buy something, I'll be back later."

Her voice is also soft and soothing, with a hidden and elegant smile in every word, as if fluttering in the clouds.

Atsushi Nakajima only found out this time that another child was following her.

At this time, he also looked at him with an apologetic face, looking ashamed as if he was about to cry.

At this moment, he lowered his head and carefully looked at the two miniature white tigers that seemed to have appeared in his dreams and were chasing after him.

He was propping himself up pitifully, looking around blankly.

Not scary at all, just kind of cute looking.

"Meow, gurgling, gurgling."

The aggrieved and coquettish grunt sounded against his stomach.

One sing and one harmony.

It made him feel less embarrassed and scared, and instead felt like laughing.

"It's just a little white cat with tiger stripes."

While comforting himself like this, Nakajima Atsushi seemed to be relieved for a moment.

"Brother, are you really okay?"

A boy with hair color similar to his asked timidly.

"It's okay, it's okay, really."

In fact, it was precisely because of the collision of these two kittens that he lost all his courage to rob people.

But it doesn't need to be like this now, he was not injured, and he received food by accident.

All in all, it was nothing short of luck for him.

"Great."

The little boy with pupils like broken gold breathed a sigh of relief, and carefully looked at Atsushi Nakajima.

Seemingly seeing a familiar place from him, he smiled friendly and stretched out a hand.

"My name is Tai, Awataguchi Tai."

"My name is Atsushi Nakajima."

I bought some rice balls and warm tea-flavored drinks from a nearby convenience store. Shiori came back with a plastic bag and saw two cuties, one big and one small with half the same bangs, shaking hands tentatively together. look.

I couldn't help but took out the camera in my satchel, and took several pictures of this harmonious scene.

"You seem to have a better relationship?"

poetry

Zhizhi handed him the plastic bag on his handle.

"I don't know what you like to eat, I just bought some rice balls, don't you care?"

"Not at all, as long as it's edible. Thank you, Ms. Inoue."

Nakajima Atsushi seemed to be moved to tears by the food in his pocket, unpacking——

eagerly stuffed it into his mouth.

"Don't worry, these are for you, eat slowly."

Shiori unscrewed the cap of the hot tea bottle and handed it to him, starting to be a little curious.

"Well, what's your name?"

"Atsushi Nakajima."

Tui seldom became lively, whispered beside Shiori, and seemed to like this white-haired boy very much.

"Dun Jun, did you come out of the orphanage?"

In fact, Shiori would rather call it a slum, and this thin outfit looks too cold in the winter.

"Well, I was kicked out of the orphanage, and now I haven't eaten for three or four days."

The author has something to say: I thought this chapter could be written in Tokyo, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. When the cubs get together ignorantly——

AWSL!

small theater:

Shi: You may not believe it, but when I was walking on the side of the road, I picked it up and dropped it, and it was still a cat.