As a background board, I want to pursue Dazai

After I greeted Mr. Ryodaki, I hurried to the store.It's less than a week before the payday, and the salary I'm looking forward to will soon fall into my pocket. The more this is the case, the less anxious I can be. If I show too deliberate, it will be annoying.

When I arrived at the store, the store manager approached me.The store manager, who is nearly fifty years old, has a few strands of white hair mixed in with the side combed hair. Because the hair has been dyed, only a part of the color is gradually exposed.She bowed to me, and I could see the crow's feet and sunken tear troughs under her eyes from this angle.

"I'm really sorry." Her apology made me puzzled, "I heard about Sugimoto."

"No, it's not your responsibility..." I didn't forget to use honorifics. I didn't quite understand why the store manager wanted to apologize to me. Sugimoto was clearly the one who did something wrong.

"It's my fault for not disciplining her and letting her selfishness expand." The store manager said sincerely, clutching the hem of the apron with both hands, with a sad face, "I know there are some small conflicts between you young people, I have been standing by and watching, and I can't escape my responsibility."

"Miss Inai still looks puzzled... Could it be that she doesn't know?"

"what do you know?"

"Sugimoto is my niece."

Ah, this is indeed the first time I know.

No wonder she took the responsibility on herself.

"I'm going to suspend my business temporarily." She said, "I'll give Ms. Inai an extra two months' salary as compensation. I'm really sorry about this."

It's all said and done, and I can only say a few words on the scene. In the end, the store manager didn't let me stay, and I left after cleaning up the dressing room.In this way, the problem of rent is solved, and the money owed before can be returned.Although I suffered a lot, it can barely be said that it was a blessing in disguise.

Without a bank account, I had to go home with a wad of cash.Mr. Ryotaki is not at home, so he must have gone to the dojo. He asked me to buy today’s ingredients when he was out, but now he is free, so it’s okay to go out for a walk.

With cash in my hand, no work pressure, and shelter from the wind and rain, I strode out into the street with a completely different state of mind at this moment. Even the weeds growing in the cracks between the floor tiles on the street made me feel worse than usual. Li is three points cute.

I'm going to live on this street next.

——This concept was clearly injected into my mind.

I began to write down the surrounding roads without a teacher, and pay attention to the nearest supermarket, 24-hour convenience store, fast food restaurant, family restaurant, station, and subway station.Include some that are not so essential, such as bookstores, snack shops, outdoor sporting goods stores, and so on.Originally, my life was only two points and one line, but suddenly such rich colors were added, and I was a little bit at a loss when I was overjoyed.

The anticipation of a new life is accompanied by proportional unease, and if something happens, the scale will tip one way or the other.I still know my own temperament. If I don't start well, I may snowball all the way down.

can i do well

Will I get along well with Mr. Ryodaki, the owner of the house, and his adopted children?

……

……

After Mr. Ryotaki came back, we cooked the dinner of the day together.The content is very simple, mainly curry, he said: "There may be guests visiting today, so I decided to eat curry." I didn't understand, so I nodded.

He was steady and precise, and the potatoes he cut out were regular in size. In contrast, I lacked the strength and experience to hold the knife, so I only produced a pile of potatoes like jagged rocks.The finished products cut by the two are put together, and the layers are uneven.

Mr. Rinaki put the potatoes into the pot, "It will be better when you are proficient."

I stared at the boiling water in the pot in a daze, and he licked again, "Yiyong cut his hand for the first time cooking, anyway, it's good that he didn't get hurt."

At this point, I didn't realize that I was comforted by someone. I was embarrassed and pretended to stir the pot twice with a spoon.

"Next time I will definitely do it well."

"Don't worry," he said, "just go at your own pace."

After the curry cubes were put into the pot together, I took out the pickles and started to put them on the plate.

I told Mr. Ryotaki about the work, "This matter has come to an end. I, Mr. Dazai, said that you also need someone to help..."

"Most of them are chores." He said, "Recently, more and more children want to join the dojo to study kendo, and the children who were originally responsible for clerical work returned to their hometowns to get married. Although there are Makoto and the others who are responsible for helping, it is not a solution in the long run. Although I want to recruit someone to take over the job immediately, but I really can't spare it, so I ask my acquaintances to look out for suitable candidates for me."

"I see."

— Then I'm lucky.

It's just a simple clerical job, and it's easy to get started.Maybe there will be some chores like running errands, I nod one by one.I think it is a very good job for me at this stage.

……

It never occurred to me that the guest Mr. Ryodaki was talking about was Osamu Dazai.

He met Makoto and the others after school, and they came together. I poked my head out of the room, just to see the children, but unexpectedly, I saw the young man taking off his shoes at the door.

When he saw me, he waved his hand to greet me, "Good evening, Miss Wuyishi."

"Good evening." I didn't know what to say, so I simply borrowed the children to change the subject, "Dinner is ready."

"It smells so good—it must be curry! Ah, it also smells like fried chicken." He made a melodious "hmm" sound, closing his eyes as if he was tasting the aroma in the air.

"Didn't Mr. Dazai know that today is 'Fried Chicken Day' in our house?" Saito had already put away his shoes and put his schoolbag on the shelf next to the entrance.

Makoto: "The teacher said that there will be guests today, so I probably expected it a long time ago."

Giyuu: "Can you drink?"

Mako: "I will, isn't Mr. Dazai always like this?"

Dazai took out a cold beer from the refrigerator, and everyone was accustomed to his behavior.Mako explained in a very considerate whisper in my ear: "Our refrigerator has a floor dedicated to Mr. Dazai's wine."

"Mr. Ryodaki doesn't drink alcohol?"

"The teacher said that drinking would affect his use of the sword, and he doesn't drink much."

When the curry arrived, my crooked potato cubes were like a public execution.The children didn't care about these small details, they picked up a spoon and scooped a spoonful of rice covered with curry sauce to enjoy tonight's dinner.Dazai used a spoon to dig out a piece of potato that was obviously cut by me, and carefully observed it up and down.

...so embarrassing.

I was about to lower my head, but I didn't expect to meet his gaze.There is nothing more embarrassing than being spotted by someone while sneaking a peek. I quickly lowered my head. Fortunately, the children were all absorbed in their dinner, and no one noticed my small movements.

"I came here today to discuss something with Mr. Rinaki." He put down his chopsticks, "There is also something about Ms. Wu Yishi."

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Finally got money!

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感谢在2020-07-1921:22:02~2020-07-2111:20:51期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 8 bottles of Ali;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!