Yokohama city god is very violent

Now that there is a paper man monitoring the movement for him, and there is a steady stream of divine power at home for him to absorb, A Bin can feel at ease even if he sits at home, and only waits for the paper man to report information for him.

It feels like life has reached its peak in an instant.

Under the intense emotion just now, he suddenly relaxed, which caused Ah Bin to not go anywhere in the past few days, but to lie on the bed all day long, receiving the continuous news from the paper figurine.

Zhong Ye went to work during the day and left work at night. It was still early in the day before he left. When Fang showed his fish belly, he opened the door and saw A Bin was sleeping with his eyes closed, his belly bulging and breathing with his breathing. It's drumming, just looking at it feels interesting, I want to stretch out my hand rua to see if the feel is as tender and slippery as I imagined.

Zhong Ye blushed and lifted the quilt up, and went out.

When I came back at night, there was no light in the huge house, the cool moonlight shone in front of the window, and the dark shadows swayed as Zhongye walked by.

Chuya originally thought that Abin was going out to play. In the past, Abin would never fall asleep at this time. Abin seemed to have endless energy. Every time he saw him, he was full of energy, but Zhongya took off his suit The coat was draped on the shelf in the living room when he suddenly noticed something and pushed open the door of A Bin's room. A Bin was still sleeping soundly on the bed and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

He turned on the light, and the light instantly illuminated the room. Except for the traces left by the ducks, the rest of the place seemed to have never been moved. There were some wrinkles on the bed but there was no sign of getting out of the bed.

Zhong Ye's heart skipped a beat, and he took a few steps forward to put his hand on A Bin's forehead, and found that A Bin was not sick, his breathing was normal and slightly heavy, and he seemed to be just asleep.

"How did you sleep for so long?" Zhong also thought to himself.

There had been no air circulation in the room for a day, so Nakaya tucked in the quilt, opened the warm-colored curtains, opened the windows, and the wind from the outside was blowing in like this.

After finishing a series of things, Zhongye was going to cook. Walking by the bed, Ah Bin stretched out his small hand, and accurately grabbed a corner of Zhongye. His eyes were closed, and his long curly eyelashes trembled. After sleeping for a day, her red lips moved, and she spit out two broken words: "Zhong... also."

Zhong also turned his face and stared at A Bin for a long time, frowned for a long time and suddenly realized, he understood that A Bin lacked a sense of security, referred to as lack of love.

I had no mother since I was a child, my father was still like that, and I was almost alone in the family. I was forced to improve myself since I was a child, and developed this annoying (crossed out) strong character.

Zhong Ye slightly nodded his head, a hint of admiration and pity flashed in his eyes.

China also appreciates the strong.

In his eyes, A Bin is a representative of strength.

This unconscious thought of demanding caring in his sleep just hit the softest part of Chuya's heart.

He took off the orange vest and stuffed it into A Bin's arms. A Bin got the clothes and wrapped them up with his body with his hands and feet, and he heard a slight breathing sound.

Ah Bin's black hair is very soft at first glance, lying on the bed with soft hair lying on the orange clothes, his white sleeping face looks like a little angel.

This scene of rubbing against his clothes like a small animal made Zhongye pause inexplicably, coughed unnaturally, turned around and went out to cook.

Zhong also made omelet rice according to the recipe on the Internet. Sweet tomato sauce was squeezed on the egg skin. This aroma was overflowing. A Bin shrugged his nose in his sleep, got up from the bed unconsciously, and half-closed his eyes. , with messy hair sleepwalking into the kitchen silently.

When Nakaya turned around with the plate in his hand, he was almost so frightened that he reflexively attacked.

"Hey, are you awake?" Zhongya put down his plate and shook his hand in front of Abin's eyes.

Ah Bin can still see something, but his head is sleepy, and his head obediently moves with Chuya's hand.

Zhong also found it interesting and became addicted to playing. He stretched out a finger and pointed where Ah Bin should move.

"Heh, I didn't wake up, the smell is here." Zhong also couldn't help laughing, picked up A Bin by the waist and put him on the chair, and asked: "Sit down and don't move."

A Bin seemed to understand what he meant, and nodded in a bewildered manner, putting his head on the back of the chair, as if he had fallen asleep again.

Zhong also saw that he was relieved to get his meal.

In the process of getting his meal back and forth, Ah Bin woke up.

The surrounding air was cooler than in the room, and he woke up with a slight provocation.

The whole day, except for A Bin who woke up halfway and received a message, then fell asleep again groggy.

Now when he wakes up, Ah Bin is surprisingly free from the headache he felt after a long sleep. Instead, he is refreshed and energetic. He can't recall what happened when he was going to sleep or not. He looked up and saw Ah Bin holding an egg in an apron. Baofan walked towards him.

He especially said a word based on instinct: "Male mother!"

"You're going to die." Zhong also slammed the white porcelain plate containing the omelet rice on the table, and his clear voice was accompanied by his stern eyes and scolding voice, "I didn't talk about it after sleeping all day, and I woke up to provoke me angry."

"I was wrong." A Bin smiled brightly at him.

"Hmph." Zhong also handed a meal to A Bin, and took out two boxes of pure milk from the refrigerator, one for himself and one for A Bin.

Then, as if he had completed some solemn form, his eyes sank quietly, and he took a sip of milk slowly.

Abin: "..." This...

"Can you grow taller?"

"Many people say that they drank milk since childhood and grew up to 1.8 meters. I am now in my 20s and have been drinking milk for ten years. When I am almost forty, I may be like them."

Ah Bin wanted to laugh, but Chuya's expression was so determined that he couldn't bear to laugh.

In a sense, middle school is either pure or persistent, especially in terms of height.

"By the way, why did you sleep all day today?" Chuya asked during the meal.

A Bin retorted: "Why did I sleep all day, I... probably woke up to drink water at noon."

Chuya: "...lazy."

"I'm tired!"

"Then why do you think you are tired?" Zhong also gave him a sideways glance, "Are you working every day like me, without weekends and Sundays, and often go out to work, or are you busy making breakfast and dinner for you?"

"Hmm..." Ah Bin rested his chin and thought, "I'm tired even when I sleep every day."

"You eat and sleep every day, you're going to be like a pig, look at the fat on your stomach, it's almost useless!" Zhong Ye sternly scolded as soon as he put down his chopsticks.

Ah Bin seemed to have realized something. He lifted his clothes, exposed his belly, and leaned closer to Zhongye: "Look at Zhongye, I seem to have lost weight."

Zhong also glanced at it and said, "I didn't see it."

"That's right, I can see it, can't I?" And when I was in adult form, I was not only taller than you, but also more handsome than you.

Ah Bin swallowed the last sentence, he didn't dare to pull the tiger's beard.

"You're not manly when you talk, I really don't know how you've survived until now." Zhong also said with disgust.

As if being stimulated by something, Ah Bin clutched his chest sadly, looked at Zhongye sadly and weepingly, and said in a chant tone: "Zhong-ye, you despise me!"

Chuya: ...?

A Bin: The essence of drama!

"You actually dislike me, have you disliked me a long time ago, and now it's starting to show!"

Looks like Osamu Dazai.

Zhong Ye said indifferently: "You didn't realize it so late, I despised you very early on."

"Chuya—!"

"Do you want to eat anymore?" Zhong Ye pursed his lips and said, "You don't always eat cold rice. If the rice gets cold, I won't warm it up for you. You can warm it up yourself."

Abin:?

When did he say that?

When did he stop eating cold rice?

……

After dinner, Abin was kicked by Zhongye to wash the dishes. Abin looked at the lonely bowls in the sink, then at the dishwasher next to him, turned his head to Zhongye and said, "Zhongye, isn't there a Dishwasher?"

"It's broken." Of course it can't be broken, even if you don't use it, it will become so fat.

"Oh..." I still have to wash the dishes, I really want to use my divine power.

Ah Bin saw Zhong Ye's threatening gaze from the living room, and obediently went to wash the dishes.

While washing the dishes, A Bin washed out a lot of foam. A Bin, whose IQ was plummeting, had a great time playing with the foam. He touched the door frame with his hands full of foam, and waved to Zhong Ye: "Zhong Ye, Take a look, there are so many bubbles, it's fun."

Zhong also watched TV and ignored him.

The ear kept coming—"Zhongye!" "Zhongye!" "Zhongye——"

"You've called me by my name enough!" Finally, Zhongya got tired of shouting, and said angrily in the direction of the kitchen: "This tone is calling a ghost."

A Bin poked his head out cautiously, and said pitifully, "I will leave even in fear..."

Zhong Ye was taken aback, turned his head away, and stopped looking at A Bin, but there was no such anger in his eyes, and his ears turned red quietly: "As long as you don't betray me, I won't leave you."

"That's what you said, Chuya." Ah Bin laughed happily, "I will never betray you, so don't leave me, don't forget me."

"Long-winded." Chuya's lips pursed even tighter, "I have to say the original thing countless times, is it annoying?"

"Slightly." A Bin made a grimace at him, "I'm--happy!"

On a passage near the Port Mafia, at the end of the passage is the ammunition depot that also fought against the mysterious man wearing a mask at night. The paper man buried half of his body in the soil inconspicuously, leaving only his head On the ground, with the doudou eyes that were randomly clicked, he observed the surroundings invisibly.

There are paper figurines under A Bin's cloth everywhere.

At this time, they saw, on a tree not far from the ammunition depot, a man wearing a black cloak and a mask who perfectly avoided the guard's sight, looked down and looked around.

After all, the paper doll has no IQ, it just strictly follows the master's orders.

What they didn't notice was that the man's eyes gradually shifted from the ammo magazine to their expressions, revealing a thoughtful expression.

The author has something to say:

About whether Ah Bin is fat or not.

In fact, his figure has not changed at all.

however--

A Bin: I just lost weight.

Chiu Ye: You are just getting fat.