Social animals don't deserve love

"Alice is so naughty, sometimes she will make trouble on purpose just to see me at a loss, but there is no way, she is so cute, I can only forgive her again and again, oh..."

The young man in a white doctor's coat was carrying a take-out box, chatting with the proprietress of the izakaya with a smile.The short, chunky proprietress wore an apron and smiled kindly. She picked up a towel to wipe her hands, and patted on the apron again: "Oh, you have belittled your own child too much. From your description, it must have made that child too lonely. Should she find a partner? If there is a partner to grow up with, let them solve the problems between the children."

A long series of laughter suddenly broke out upstairs in the izakaya, and even the ceiling also fell dust.The proprietress hurriedly walked to the stairs, stretched her neck and shouted at the top: "Xiao Hua! Keep your voice down! Where are the guests!"

The laughter subsided immediately, and the smiling young man standing at the door nodded: "Ling Ai is really energetic."

"Where is it, I can't compare to the little girl from the Yata family across the street, alas, what a pity..."

The proprietress turned back to the kitchen counter and stopped talking about the sad things in the neighborhood, but the young man who appeared suddenly continued to say, "Eh? I had an affair with Mr. Yada a few years ago, although I have different political opinions but I really respect you as a man, so I just returned to Yokohama and didn't have time to visit him, what happened?"

Facing a foolish izakaya proprietress, he didn't even bother to make up lies, and easily used the other's sympathy to learn everything he wanted.

"Oh, it was a traffic accident, and the couple didn't have time to see the child for the last time. It's so pitiful. The child is not yet 15 years old this year. He will be appointed as a guardian. I don't know if he can be treated kindly."

As she spoke, her eye circles turned red: "Why did you appoint a person who the neighbors in the neighborhood don't know! Really."

"Yeah, what a pity, why."

He waved his hand: "Goodbye, kind proprietress." After speaking, he took the take-out box and walked across the road and knocked on the door of Yada's house.

"Hello, Ms. Yada, my surname is Mori, Mori Ogai, and I work as a private doctor in a logistics company. I am also your designated guardian. We will get along for a while until you reach adulthood."

The black-haired young man looked down at the little girl who hugged the tall doll with her bare feet in front of her, feeling both satisfied and regretful.

Satisfied with the potential benefits she brings, regret that such a beautiful girl has grown up!

Fortunately, she is relatively petite, and she can pretend to be a little girl for a few months, which is better than nothing.

The daughter of the famous anti-war scholar Yada, her existence is a flag that only special people can see.

——Yada was against the war, Yada was right, Yata died not long after the government was defeated and surrendered.Whether it was an accident or not, it looked like an "accident".

Mori Ogai is not a philanthropist. As soon as he heard that the Yata couple had died, he quickly set his mind on the orphan they left behind.After many twists and turns through those relationships in the past, he finally got the title of "Guardian". Now he came to pick up the goods and evaluate the value of the "goods" by the way.

Judging from his appearance, this child will definitely not lose money when he grows up. As for the others... we'll talk about it when we take it home.

He bent down, smiled and held out his hand to the girl: "Come on, welcome to another world."

She was wearing a long white nightgown, and she stepped on the stone slab with bare feet, her hair was scattered on her shoulders, the soft tendons on the back of her hand holding the teddy bear were raised, and the red and swollen eye sockets were thick and black.

The girl took two steps back as if seeing a terrifying monster, and at the third step, she gave in.The adult opposite didn't show any expression of impatience, but the black murderous intent in the air became more and more intense, making her almost breathless.

"Good boy, hurry up." Since I am a sensitive girl, don't make me impatient.

Yada Fubuki hugged the teddy bear and walked towards Mori Ogai's outstretched hand, the man raised his mouth in satisfaction - although he wasn't character-loving enough, his suppleness was worth rewarding.Before he could put down the corners of his mouth, the girl who was as docile as a sheep suddenly showed her sharp corners and gave him a slap in the face.The bone-thin little fist hit Mori Owai's eye socket, trying to close the door while he closed his eyes in pain and ran back to call the police.

In any case, he was also a former military doctor who came down from the battlefield. The man covered his eyes with one hand and opened the door with the other hand, lifted the girl up by the wrist and hung the girl in the air. His fist hit her stomach mercilessly. He didn't cry or shout, he just kicked his foot while enduring the pain.

Mori Ogai laughed softly.

That's it, that's how it should be, what kind of a girl is a young girl who can't struggle or grow thorns.

Clenched the carotid sinus with palms together, and within 20 seconds, the pale and thin girl calmed down, hanging limply on his arm.

"Ah! Ms. Yada fainted from grief, I'll take her to the hospital right away!"

He yelled to cover up, hugged the girl sideways, took her teddy bear with him, closed the door of Yata's house and walked away.

The sturdy cherry tree in the yard looks really well maintained.I hope that Mr. Yada can raise his daughter as carefully as he takes care of this cherry tree, which will save him a lot of effort.

On the way back to the port, I met many acquaintances, and each of them looked shocked at the girl in his arms—you finally made a move.

That's roughly what it means.

Mori Ogai raised his eyebrows with a half-smile and looked at the person in front of him named Caring, who was actually an inquirer: "Please ask, this child is the orphan left by an old friend of mine, and a little girl with both parents is not easy to live in Yokohama Going down, there is really no other way, so I have to bring her, and by the way, I can add a helper to the treatment room."

The person who asked the question immediately changed his face and said with a smile: "The treatment room really needs a helper, can't Dr. Sen be distracted, or the leader needs you more."

So the two blew the leader's rainbow farts in the air, and after parting ways, they both regarded each other as a stumbling block and wanted to spit.

How to infiltrate an organization and claim it for yourself.

This is a good question.

It is definitely not enough to fight alone. There are never too many helpers and tradable items, so I don’t know which one she belongs to.

Mori Ogai put the girl on the hospital bed, and it was rare for his conscience to realize that he covered her with a thin quilt.Thinking about it and worrying about the untamed kitten escaping, I simply took out a roll of bandages from the medicine cabinet and tied it firmly with a quilt: "Okay, I'll get you an 'adoption certificate'. Disobedient Children who run away have no good fruit to eat. Do you understand?"

After finishing speaking, he didn't care whether the girl heard or not, he locked the door of the treatment room and reported to the leader.

When he finally came back from the chief's office, he saw an open door, a pile of bandages, and an empty hospital bed.

Without saying a word, he turned and left. An hour later, the girl who almost escaped was caught in the gap between the parking lot in the basement and the torture team.

"It seems that you need an iron cage?" He dragged the girl by the arm and forcibly pulled her to the scene where the torture team tortured women - hoarse moaning and crying, blood, bad breath, and the man's evil smile and Sweaty.He forced the shivering little girl on the transparent glass and asked her to watch for three or ten minutes: "If you don't want to go in and be with her, there is no next time, understand?"

She whimpered and nodded with difficulty, the big hand that was pressing on the back of her head slipped to the ground and vomited loudly.

Not long ago, a girl who lived in a greenhouse had never seen such a miserable purgatory on earth.

Yada Fubuki developed a high fever that night when he returned to the treatment room, his fair cheeks were flushed, and he cried for his parents all night long.

No sympathy, no pity, no comfort.It was just an unscrupulous black doctor who force-fed her down with antipyretics and threw her on the hospital bed, ignoring her, and then stuffed the dirty teddy bear in because of the noise.

If you can't keep alive, you have to die earlier, otherwise it will be very troublesome to dispose of the corpse...

Life is surprisingly resilient sometimes.

She woke up the next morning, crouching in the depths of the hospital bed with her teddy bear in her arms.

"Go wash yourself, change into the prepared clothes, and clean your used bedding. I'll check in an hour. If you can't do this well, go follow the bottom to pick up the corpse." Doctor Dafan More or less cleanliness, Dr. Sen is just a little bit more serious.He randomly put the oden that he packed yesterday on the table: "Your breakfast, also remember to clean it up."

The footsteps of the man leaving the room became smaller and smaller, the little girl wolfed down the cold leftovers, her tears mixed in the soup so salty and bitter.

An hour is not much more than a second.Mori Ogai returned to the treatment room, and was satisfied with the smell of the disinfectant after it was used correctly.

"Very well, here are your shoes."

He took out a pair of black round-toed doll shoes from the box.

To be honest, this style, including the dress on her body, is a little childish, not suitable for a young girl who is about to turn 15, but Mori Ogai took out a pair of black and white striped knee-high socks from his pocket as if he didn't notice Go up to the girl.

Ignoring her flushed face and resisting expression, he grabbed her feet, put the socks on, and put on her shoes, then took two steps back and said lovingly: "Xiao Fuxue, come down quickly and let Uncle Sen see Look, do you like it?"

That is to say, she is shorter than her peers, and she has lost a lot of weight recently because of her mood, otherwise she would not be able to wear the dress that is suitable for such a young girl.

"I like it, Uncle Sen."

She climbed down from the hospital bed and raised her head. There were no tears and no light in her dark eyes.

"Good boy, isn't this much cuter?" He knelt down on one knee and helped her arrange the messy lace, and finally tied a black ribbon around her neck to cover the blue handprints.

The expensive ivory comb smoothed out the long hair that was a little rough after drying. Mori Ogai pretended to go out, turned around and led a blond girl in a red dress to appear in front of her: "Little Fubuki, this is Alice, your future Good friend. Get along well with Alice, okay?"

"Okay." She nodded docilely, and took the initiative to walk in front of the supernatural life body, folded her skirt and bent her knees slightly: "Yada Fubuki, it's our first meeting."

Alice also returned the gift, and Mori Ogai nodded in satisfaction: "Alice, I'll leave Fubuki to you while I'm away, take care of your little friend."

"I want Xiao Fuxue to play with the oil pastel with me!"

"Of course, let's go."

"yeah--!"