Going down the mountain with the bunch of flowers collected on the hillside of the cemetery, Qiuya saw a slender long-haired woman at the exit at the bottom of the mountain as he expected.

"Sakurai-kun!" The woman, who is Qiuya's social psychology teacher Sasaki Shinko, ran up to Qiuya quickly after seeing his figure coming down the hillside, and bowed, "Go up I'm very sorry about this time, I have caused you two troubles!"

"No, Makoto Sasaka, as my teacher, shouldn't bow to the students." Qiuya immediately took two steps back and left her bowing range, "And I invited the teacher out today."

This morning, he personally took out the business card given to him by Mr. Makoto Sasaki when the class was over, and asked Sasaka Makoto out on the basis of figuring out why he wanted a letter of recommendation for a minor in psychology.

"Huh..." Sasaki Makoto breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head again and stared at Qiu Ye holding the bouquet of flowers in his hand, then smiled and said, "But an apology is still required, and Sakura Ting-kun is not If you send a message, I will have to return the yukata to you later."

When she came over today, the bag in her hand contained the men's bathrobe that she had borrowed from Qiuya earlier.

"Ah, I forgot about that dress, thank you teacher for bringing it here today." Qiuya looked at the eyes of Sasaka Shinko looking at the bouquet of flowers in his hand, smiled and suggested, "Do you like this bouquet of flowers, teacher?" ,Because I worked part-time in a flower shop before, so I have a little skill."

As he spoke, he turned his eyes away from the all-white bouquet with only a red mandala in the middle, and turned to the teacher in a white dress, "Does the teacher need to decorate it, frangipani and teacher The clothes and the black hair go very well."

As he said that, he lowered his light blue eyes, picked out a white frangipani flower with a little light yellow in the middle from the bouquet, and handed it over, and took back the bathrobe in Sasao Makoto's hand.

"Thank you, the bouquet is really beautiful," Sasaki Makoto took the frangipani, sniffed it and said, "I just saw the white bouquet and thought that tomorrow is the death day of an important person of mine, so I decided to give it a try. Just froze for a while."

"Ah, is that so..." Qiu Ye looked down at the bouquet of flowers in his arms again, and finally suggested, "Then I will give it to the teacher. If you go to visit important people, the bouquet is very important. .”

As he spoke, he took out the only red mandala inside, held it in his right hand, and handed over the bouquet in his left hand that had turned all white.

"Thank you..." Sasaka Makoto took the bouquet of flowers, smiled and looked down at the beautiful bouquet.The black hair with bangs followed her lowering her head, completely covering her eyes, leaving only a shadow, "I will take it with me tomorrow, and...he will definitely be very happy when he sees it."

She actually wanted to take the red flower that Sakuraba was holding in her hand, and she brought it too—after all, it was more like she stained it with the blood of her lover's enemy, the most important lover of the member of the Armed Detective Agency .

"Does the teacher also want this red flower?" Qiu also said when he noticed that Sasaka Makoto's gaze was still on the mandala in his hand, "Forget this one, after all, it is not suitable for offering sacrifices. Blessed flowers."

"Ah, that's right," Sasaki Makoto said with a forced smile, twitching the corners of his mouth.Trying to restore her normal expression, she looked up at Qiuya and smiled, "Then I will leave after I give the letter of recommendation to Mr. Sakuraba. I have other things to do later."

As he spoke, he hugged the bouquet with his left hand, and slowly reached into the pocket of his skirt with his right hand, grabbing something out.

"Well, sorry for the trouble, teacher."

Qiuya lowered her light blue eyes, watching the movements of Sasako Shinko's hands, and silently recited 'spring flowers fall in autumn' in her heart.Qiu Ye looked at the vines brought down by him all the way from the corner of his eye, and with his own special ability, slowly gathered towards the direction where the two were standing.

As long as the lady takes out her weapon, she will be tied up.

Gradually tightening the fingers holding the mandala, Qiuya's eyes focused on the right hand of Makoto Sasaki teacher in the pocket.Just as her fingers were about to stick out the edge of the pocket,

"Sakura, you are here."

It was Chuya Nakahara who came down a little later than Qiuya from the cemetery because he wanted to visit Rimbaud.

This greeting interrupted the tense atmosphere maintained by the two of them. Makoto Sasaki blinked quickly, then reached his hand back into his pocket, and when he took it out again, he was holding a white envelope.

"Here, Sakuraba-kun." Sasaki Shinko maintained a very reluctant smile, handed the letter of recommendation in his hand to Qiu Ye, and turned his gaze to the young man who was gradually walking towards the two of them, "... who is that? "

"That's Dazai's and I's friends, and we invited us to have dinner together today." Qiuya explained, turning sideways to let the young Chufa who was behind him come forward, "I'm sorry, I didn't tell Mr. Sasao Makoto in advance. Clearly, I came here with my friends."

"Ah, so," Sasaka Makoto hooked his long hair hanging in front of him, lowered his eyes and looked around the ground, and said in a somewhat reluctant tone, "Then I have some urgent matters, so excuse me. "

Saying that, he bowed, turned and left holding the white bouquet.

"That woman has a problem," Nakahara put his hands in his pockets, frowned as he watched the back of the lady who was walking away quickly, "She was murderous just now."

It was also the murderous look that made him come down and greet Yingting.

"Well, I know." Qiuya responded in this way, because he confirmed from Dazai yesterday that there was something wrong with the teacher, so he wanted to get the information about the bomb that Dazai said this morning from her.After Mr. Zuo Zuocheng left, he lowered his eyes and squatted down again, planted the mandala in his hand that he used as one of his weapons back into the ground, then got up and looked at Mr. Zhongyuan with a smile, "Thank you just now Mr. Nakahara."

Even if Mr. Makoto Sasaki took out a weapon, he could tie her up, but then he might not be able to obtain follow-up information.

"Well, I've got what I need," Qiu Ya waved at Mr. Nakahara the letter of recommendation he just got in his hand, which was written by Makoto Sasaki himself. Throwing the bag into the trash can next to it, he turned around and proposed to the other party, "Now we can invite you to our house, Mr. Zhongyuan."

"Ah," seeing Yingting hiding the matter, Zhong Yuan Zhong didn't inquire about the inside.He pressed his head down and pressed his hat and said, "Let's go."

This was the first time he was formally invited by a friend to visit someone else's home.

Returning to the Central District from the South District, about twenty minutes later, Qiu Ye took out the key and opened the door of his apartment. After entering first, he turned and looked at Zhongyuan, "This is here, please come in."

After he finished speaking, he changed his shoes, walked into the open kitchen and prepared to get tea for Zhongye at the coffee table later.

"Alas—" Zhongyuan walked into the apartment after Qiu Ye's permission, looked at the surrounding structure, and said with emotion, "This is very similar to that guy's apartment structure a few years ago, and the interior decoration is also similar."

As he spoke, he went to the living room and sat on the sofa. Looking at the succulents decorated on the cabinet next to the TV and the small vases on the coffee table, he once again felt that this was the same as the one-person apartment he kicked open a few years ago. The styles are all very similar.

"...Maybe I chose that way subconsciously," Qiu Ye stood in front of the desk waiting for the kettle to boil, and by the way, looked at the layout of the apartment and agreed, "It seems that the difference from the previous home is that the kitchen The location changed and it became open-ended."

In the one-person apartment that Dazai lived in before, if you open the door, you can see the living room, and then the bedroom and the kitchen are on both sides of the living room.In the apartment chosen by Qiuya this time, the kitchen was moved from the original location to the back of the entrance hallway, forming an open kitchen, while the separate kitchen in the old apartment was a smaller one in the new apartment. Shinji and Kosuke their room location.

With the same decoration style as the previous apartment, the two apartments really look alike.

"Well, it's not bad." Nakahara Chuya said.Back then, he went to that guy Dazai's apartment, and felt that the decoration was so cozy that it didn't look like a mafia member's house.As he spoke, he turned around from the sofa he was sitting on, and looked behind him at the kitchen location of the old apartment—now it was a room with the door closed.

As far as he knew, Dazai lived in a one-person apartment more than two years ago, and Sakuraniwa was in that house at that time, which meant that the two of them had already slept in the same room at that time.The other room in front of him cannot be lived separately now.

Inexplicably, he thought of the photo of a baby with the same light blue eyes as Sakuraniwa that he had seen in Dazai's wallet in his mind.Chuya Nakahara, who thought of a possibility in his mind, swallowed nervously, and pointed to the closed door, "This room...is for the child?"

"Child?" Qiuya, holding a kettle of boiled water in his hand and pouring it into the teapot, looked up at the room Mr. Nakahara was pointing at.Although he was a little puzzled, why did he know that this room was reserved for Mr. Oda's children.But remembering that these two people worked in the same place before, and that Mr. Nakahara is still working there, Qiu Ye nodded clearly and admitted, "Yes, for the children."

After all, in the port mafia, the identity of Oda Sakunosuke is already dead. As Dazai and Shuya who are related to him, it is normal to adopt the child of a 'dead' friend.

really have kids...

Zhong Yuan, who thought he had guessed it right, took a breath, pretended to be calm, turned around and sat back on the sofa, because he had already taken off his hat after entering the room, so he couldn't hide his expression with his hat, and clicked on it. The TV at Sakuraba's house began to watch the channels in it and asked while thinking, "Now, child, aren't you at home?"

From coming in to now, it is obvious that only he and Yingting are in this apartment.

"Oh, they went to Tokyo, there is a training camp." Mr. Nakahara, who thought he was working in the Mafia, explained this way, who didn't like spending time with children, and then brought the teapot to the coffee table to pour tea for the guests, " I'm sorry, because I don't have any wine here, so I can only invite Mr. Nakahara to drink tea."

After all, wine is in their house, something that Qiu Ye strictly controls.

"Ah," Nakahara Chuya, who was completely overwhelmed by the "they" that Sakuraba just said, picked up his teacup and answered in a daze.In his mind now, besides the little baby who looks like Sakuraniwa, there is another child who looks like Dazai.

But Sakuraba said before that he is a pure man, how could those two men have children.

"Extraordinary ability?"

Zhong Yuan, who completely hid the middle line of thought and left only one result, also asked.

"... Spring flowers fall in autumn?"

Qiu also tilted his head suspiciously in response.As his words fell, all the plants with stems in the room tilted their heads.

It seems that it is not a supernatural ability, only the mechanism is left.

Zhongyuan Zhong also lowered his head and took a sip of the tea in the teacup. He felt that he had already guessed the whole story of the child.

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