Supernatural ability spring flowers and autumn fall

Sunday, ten o'clock in the morning.

Dazai, who had been out all night all night, came back. He was holding a pair of crutches in his hands, and the windbreaker he was wearing and the bandages covering his eyes had gone nowhere.As usual, he didn't have the habit of bringing apartment keys. After spending a few seconds to unlock the door, what he saw was a very messy home that was different from usual.

"..." Silently, he looked around the apartment. He looked at one of the children standing next door, who wanted to say hello to him, and said, "Hello, can I ask what you are doing?"

Originally, he planned to agree to Odasaku to let Shuya adopt the two children for a period of time.But judging by the current situation, it is better to throw it back.

"We are looking for oatmeal, and Shuya-sensei has woken up." The boy who looked quieter, that is, Shinji, answered.Kosuke is still cooking porridge in the kitchen.After they woke up this morning, they went into the bedroom together to see the situation of Teacher Qiuye. After they found that Teacher Qiuye woke up, they asked where the oatmeal was placed in this family.

Qiu Ye originally thought that the two children were hungry and wanted to find food in the house, so she told them that it was in a certain cabinet.But because of the gap in understanding, Shinji and Kosuke still searched in the apartment for a while before finding the oats, so the house became the current situation.

"It's ready." Yesterday, he was a little silent due to an accident. Xingsuke, who is now 8 years old, took a bowl and put it on the dining table.It's a bit early for their age to cook, but they're adopted kids who live in restaurants anyway, so simple oatmeal is fine.

"You two have breakfast in the living room." Dazai put aside the crutches in his hand, went up to pick up the oatmeal that belonged to Qiuya's breakfast, and walked to the bedroom, "Your teacher Qiuya, I'll feed it .”

The words of taking the fruits of other people's labor and taking away the tasks are very righteous. Dazai didn't even introduce who he is to the two children, nor did he ask what the names of the two children are.

"Good morning, Dazai." Lying on the bed, Akiya saw Dazai enter the bedroom from the corner of his eye, and greeted him.

"Good morning, Qiuya." Dazai put the bowl in his hand on the bedside table, adjusted the instrument, helped Qiuya take off the oxygen mask covering his face, put his arms around his waist, and carefully let him sit next to him on the pillow.

After doing all this, he sat down on the side of the bed and picked up the bowl of porridge again.

"what--"

"Thank you, I still have my left hand, so I don't need to feed it." Qiu Ye, who always felt independent and insisted on eating by himself when his organs failed at the age of ten, even stretched out his left hand to take the bowl.

"Ah, in that case—"

Then Dazai was very calm, put the porridge back on the bedside table, took out a bottle of medicine, and hung it up for Qiuya. The needle for the infusion was hit on Qiuya's left hand. If he doesn't want the blood to flow backward like yesterday, the left hand is the best Just don't move around.

Qiu Ye: "..."

Qiu Ye looked at the smiling black-haired man in front of him blankly, watched him calmly pick up the bowl again, and then picked up the spoon inside to feed it.Of course, faced with such a situation, Qiu Ye had no choice but to open his mouth to eat.

Do you even bully the injured?

Qiu Ye complained in his heart blankly.

A bowl of oatmeal was fed by Dazai spoonful after spoonful, and Qiuya ate it.Dazai took out the empty bowl, and when he came back, he picked up the pajamas from the closet and went into the bathroom.

And Qiu Ye, who watched the man's actions the whole time: "..."

His wounds hadn't healed enough to be able to lie back on the bed by himself, but Dazai helped him up and sat up and walked away, so he could only be forced to sit on the bed in a daze.

Forget it, think of it as digestion, and the infusion will be faster while sitting than lying down.

Qiu, who was forced to sit on the bed and listen to the sound of bathing in the bathroom, comforted herself in this way.He turned his head to look at the door of the bedroom, where there were two children peeking out their heads to observe him, Qiu also showed a peaceful smile, "You guys continue to rest on the sofa, I'm fine."

When Dazai came out of the bath, the potion hanging on Shuya's left hand was almost at the end.The man in pajamas with wet hair covered his head with a towel, standing by the bed while wiping his hair, waiting for the remaining potion to be infused so that Qiuya could pull out the needle.

"Why are you so proficient." Shuya watched as Dazai threw aside the towel after wiping his hair, and bent down to make complaints about the man who pulled out the needle in his left hand.

"Because my former boss is a doctor, I have been to his consulting room and played with his equipment before." Dazai replied, stood up and took away the empty hanging bottle hanging on a high place.He even tried to mix the doctor's antihypertensive medicine and blood pressure medicine three years ago, intending to do an earth-shattering experiment.

"Ex-boss?" Qiu also wondered, did this man work in a hospital before joining the port mafia at the age of 14, at the age of 14?

"Yes, former boss, I have already left the Mafia." Dazai carefully picked up Shuya and moved him to the right side of the bed, letting him sleep on the window sill.He was a little tired after not sleeping all night in the mimic headquarters to cover up all kinds of traces, and the sofa bed in the living room has been allocated to the two children who stayed here temporarily, so he needs to move Qiuya to the side to make room for him. A place next to the bedside table to take a nap.

"What——" Shuya exclaimed, raised his uninjured left hand to grab Dazai's sleeve, and wanted to ask the detailed content.

"Hush——" Dazai fell silent, carried Qiuya to the right side of the bed, carefully put him down and let him lie down, and said in a relaxed tone, "Isn't it great to be the one who saves people?"

"But, punishment..." He frowned and looked at Dazai who was lying next door. He remembered what Dazai said before about the execution of traitors by the mafia, if Dazai was caught...

"I'm very afraid of pain," Dazai covered the quilt, making sure that both of them could cover it, "so I'll be careful not to get caught."

"Then run away." Qiu also tried to prop up his upper body and get up.

"It's not in a hurry." Dazai stretched out his hand to push Qiuya back, carefully avoiding the wound on his body with little strength, "It doesn't matter if I get up to sleep and run away slowly tomorrow."

After all, except Shuya, no one else knows that he defected to the port mafia.

"Is there any arrangement, what do I need to do?" Qiu Ye asked nervously.

"Well, there will be a funeral tomorrow. At that time, I will take away the two children outside, and at that time, I will need Qiu to pack things in the apartment." Dazai, who had already closed his eyes and was about to sleep, said, "I will use the crutches." It’s in the living room, and I’ll bring it in and put it next to the bed when I wake up.”

"What do you need to pack?"

"Akiya's own important things are fine." Dazai thought for a while that he didn't have any important things with him, his most precious thing was probably his brain, and if he insisted on adding anything, it would be the injured person lying next door.

But speaking of Shuya——

"Take the gift you gave me, too." Shuya gave Dazai a gift, and the only thing that can be preserved until now is the "Complete Sex", "Bring all the cash at home, after all, credit card If so, it will be found out and recorded immediately.”

It is impossible to withdraw money now, because the serial number can be traced at such a short time, so that the scope of subsequent actions will also be traced.

"I see." Shuya nodded, Dazai's decision to defect made him feel a little nervous.He moved his left hand under the quilt, and in the end he couldn't help but seek a sense of security, and grabbed the corner of the quilt covering himself.

"I've lost my job, I guess I can't go to Shuya's library job anymore." Dazai didn't break away, and complained with his eyes closed, "Now we have become paupers who need to hide our heads and tails."

"It doesn't matter," Qiuya reassured, "There will always be a way." Moreover, the legacy of the bookstore left to him by his grandfather three years ago has not been touched, so it should be able to last for a while.

"When are you leaving tomorrow?" He asked again.Forgive him for getting nervous after hearing the news, such emotions made him unable to keep asking Dazai about his future plans.

"I'm not sure yet," Dazai just let out a big yawn, sinking himself completely into the bed: "I haven't slept all night, let me have a good sleep first, Shuya."

"...Well, good afternoon." Qiu Ye, who also needs sleep to recover from his injuries, replied, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Early on Monday morning, when Shuya woke up, Dazai was no longer lying on the bed.When he was in better health, he got off the bed with a cane leaning against the bed, walked out of the bedroom, and found that Kosuke and Shinji were not in the apartment either.

It is estimated that he was taken away by Dazai to attend the so-called funeral.

He turned on the remote control to turn on the TV, and turned up the volume to cover up the sound of himself packing things in the house.Unknowingly, he has been staying in this place for three years, and Qiu also changed it from a space without life at the beginning to a well-organized and warm apartment.But when it comes to the luggage that must be taken away from the apartment, there are really not many in detail.

Sighing, he walked to the bookcase of the apartment, took out the "Complete Sex", and was going to do a maintenance in the apartment, so he packed it up and took it away.

Accompanied by the police arresting criminals broadcasted in real time on TV, Qiu Ya spread out the book and completed the oil removal, crease removal, folding removal, and cover and back cover maintenance in sequence.

"I'm here to pick you up, Shuya." The iron gate opened, and Dazai came back.

"Welcome back, Dazai." Sitting on the sofa, Shuya said to Dazai for the last time in this apartment.He raised his head and looked at the man in front of him who was wearing an orthodox black suit, without a windbreaker, and without any cover on his face, and finally couldn't help but ask: "May I ask, what is the funeral you attended... who?"

He wanted to ask since yesterday, who was mourning and who was buried in the funeral that Dazai said he would take Kosuke and Shinji to.

Dazai walked from the entrance to Qiuya, bent down to be at the same level as Qiuya, and raised his index finger to his lips.

"Hush—" The clouds that belonged to the seaside city in late autumn suddenly dispersed, and the bright sunlight in the morning shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows on the man in the black suit, making the man's figure escape from the darkness, and the iris-colored eyes shone with gentleness He said with a smile, "Now Qiu Ye, you have to work hard to earn enough money to buy a five-person house by the sea."