Bungo common problem

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that he shouldn't go to the cafeteria because he was too lazy to go out.

At this moment, he was sitting in a position against the wall, which logically belonged to a relatively remote place.However, except for the left side of the wall, the other seats in front of him, behind him, and even on his right were all filled with different voices but surprisingly consistent praises.

His ears were filled with words like "The God of "The Believer" forever!" "Teacher Qianli is the God of eternity!", Zhong Yuan also had a paralyzed face, biting the food in his mouth viciously, feeling that it was just tasteless.

Isn't it the author who wrote "Rage God"?Obviously, he had heard positive and negative reviews from "Superior" before, and even thought that "The Believer" was not good. Why did he suddenly get one-sided praise this time?

Zhongyuan Zhong also glanced at the members who gathered around and talked about it, and found several people who said that the article "The Believer" was a failure of the author a few days ago, and now one by one I was so excited that I blushed and screamed with a thick neck.

traitor!

Even though he knew this was a very normal thing, Zhong Yuanzhong felt that he was very uncomfortable looking at it.

Although I didn't say yes, but I was still degrading yesterday, and today I'm not ashamed to blow it up. How dare you say that you are a mafia with such soft bones!

He stuffed the rest of the meal into his mouth in a few mouthfuls, put down his chopsticks, walked out of the cafeteria quickly, and even walked directly through the gate to the newsstand not far away.

Heh, he wants to see what the author can do with the remaining half of the text!

After 10 minutes, Nakahara Chuya fell silent while looking at the second half of the content, which was clearly still warm.

In the end, the disappearing god and his only believer, they have always loved each other purely, this can be said to be a beautiful relationship, without any self-pity, even the ending is gentle and quiet.

This ending is completely different from what he had originally imagined, even the process. Was he being too arbitrary at the beginning?

The Central Plains also want to.

How could he use such words to judge such a warm story?It is said that the author is too arrogant, but in fact, the person who is arrogant should be himself.

Besides, the settings here...

He lowered his head again, turned to the page that said "the gods will be weakened by faith", and fell into deep thought.

This theory does exist, but he has never thought about it. If he thinks this way... Then the "Rage God" before the laboratory... Who knows if there were any people who believed in the "Rage God" before!just in case……

Moreover, the laboratory has not been born for many years, so it is really possible to calculate it... hey.

The more Zhong Yuan thought about it, the bigger the brain hole, and his pupils couldn't help but quake.

No, no way!impossible!But I don’t know what happened before, God was caught by someone to study something, and it corresponds to the protagonist in the article suddenly not seeing God... After all, there must be some discrepancies between what I wrote and the reality, so...

At this moment, Zhong Yuanzhong had no idea what this article brought him.

On the other side, Oda Sakunosuke, who was on the night shift, picked up a baby in the ruins by surprise.

"To be honest, I didn't expect things to turn out like this."

Holding the baby who was still a baby strangely, Oda Sakunosuke showed a little distress on his usually expressionless face.

"To be honest, I was also surprised."

Having already returned to the base camp, his colleague Aida looked at the baby in Oda Sakunosuke's arms and sighed.

"Oda-kun, what do you think? You even hugged him back."

Because of the leading war, there are many orphans whose parents died. At most, they are too young to take care of themselves.

"The orphanage is already full, and no one here wants a child."

Among other things, they are already mafia, who knows that one day they will die if they are unlucky?My wife and children are not guaranteed yet, let alone a strange child.

"I know."

Oda Sakunosuke looked at the little baby who was sleeping soundly in his arms and didn't know what happened, and felt very difficult.

"I just can't see her being left alone."

"You want to raise?"

Aida raised his eyebrows and glanced at the baby, seeing what Oda Sakunosuke meant.

"I remember that there is no one in your house, right? I didn't say that when you are at work, this child can't just be left at home, right?"

Oda Sakunosuke paused, and for the first time told the current situation at home.

"My house...is someone's."

"Someone?"

Aida was shocked.

"Lover? Wife?"

You usually don't like to go out when you are socializing and socializing, but you have quietly left the order? ? ?

"It's my adopted child."

"child!!!"

Aida's pupils trembled, his face full of surprise.

"How old is the child? Is it possible that you still plan to let the child take care of you?"

Oda Sakunosuke: "Twelve three...well."

This is what bothers me too...

Thinking back to Chisato who was only a teenager at home, Odasaku fell into deep thought.

Everything in Qianli is good, he has never caused him any trouble, and he will take care of himself.But even he knew that it was really unrealistic for the other party to take care of the children.

She was still a child herself.

But now that he is in his arms, it is impossible for him to be released outside to wait for death. Orphanages and finding someone to adopt are also impossible. It is really helpless.

"Otherwise, take it back and see how your child is doing. If it doesn't work, it's better to send it away."

Aida looked at Oda Sakunosuke sympathetically and comforted him.

"Although from my experience, they are generally rejected, but what if your family likes children?"

But the chances are slim.

"Listen to my advice, don't be so sympathetic, you will meet more children in the future, you can't save them."

Knowing that the other party was telling the truth, Oda Sakunosuke smiled wryly.

"Let's talk later."

In the end, after work was over, Oda Sakunosuke took the baby home.

He closed the door, he just got off work in the early morning, walked into the room, and spoke helplessly to Qianli who got up because of his return.

"I saw it at the place of work, and the parents are probably gone."

That area was affected by the Mafia Rush, and there were even people with supernatural abilities who were quite destructive. It was lucky that this child survived.

After the voice fell, it seemed to be in response to Oda Sakunosuke's words, and the baby in his arms started to move, making Oda Sakunosuke even more stiff.

Realizing from the fact that Oda Saku had picked up the child, Chisato approached Oda Sakunosuke and the child, and felt a little bald for a while.

Even if she was only a young girl before crossing, the most children she has ever come into contact with are the bear children of relatives, and she has never come into contact with such small babies.

"This... Should I buy things like milk powder and diapers?"

Seeing that the baby was about to cry, Qianli also panicked.

"Are you hungry?"

"possible?"

Qianli is so easy to raise that he can be said to be a novice Oda Sakunosuke's extremely uncertain guess.

"What can a one or two-year-old child eat? Milk powder?"

Chisato and Oda Sakunosuke, who are both cute, looked at each other, and the air was full of suffocating embarrassment.

"At this time, some shops should be open, right?"

After reacting, Qianli coughed lightly and opened his mouth tentatively.

"Why don't you take a look and buy something, Mr. Oda? You should also need baby bottles and the diapers I mentioned."

If she wanted to go out, Oda Saku probably wouldn't let her go, so that was the only way she could do it.

"I see."

Oda Sakunosuke nodded heavily, carefully placed the fragile child in his arms on a relatively soft sofa, and nodded to the reliable Chisato.

"I'll be right back."

After finishing speaking, he turned around in a snappy manner, leaving Qianli only time to say, "It's really impossible...ask someone with experience!", and went straight out the door.

"Crack-"

The door was closed, and Oda Sakunosuke also came outside. He stepped towards the outermost side, and suddenly remembered something while walking.

I... don't you want to ask Qianli's opinion?Why did it just become as if it was already a certainty?

Oda Sakunosuke left, and only Chisato and the babbling baby were left in the room. She squatted down and looked at the child on the sofa, and carefully looked inside the surrounding area.

—It’s a girl.

Almost instantly, a name that was already somewhat vague in memory came to mind.She stared at the child for a long time, and whispered out a name.

"Sakura"

The only and youngest girl among the five adopted children of Odasaku.

The time has finally come, what should I say?

Qianli sat down on the ground in a daze, feeling a little messed up in his heart, his eyes shifted from the baby to the floor, and then looked down at his hands.

She suddenly realized that the future she knew but could not speak out was walking towards that definite ending little by little under the control of fate.

Oda Sakunosuke will die in two years, this is the first time she feels this so clearly, but she herself can't even tell the most basic.

How is this possible?

Qianli's right hand was clenched into a fist little by little, his golden eyes were full of shocking determination, and the corner of his lips curled into a mocking smile, repeating the words in his heart word by word.

"This, how, what, yes, yes!"

How could such a person, such Oda Sakunosuke, end up like that?

Qianli looked at the little baby on the sofa again, and the calmness of the past faded from the bent golden eyes, as if he was talking about an established fact.

"I want him to live."

Let Oda Sakunosuke live with the children and live the stable life he wants.

She gently touched the baby's cheek with an unusually gentle voice.

"You think so too, right? Sakuro."

Oda Sakunosuke came back really fast, and within half an hour, he had already returned with a big bag of baby necessities.After the two of them mixed the baby's milk powder and changed their pants in a strange way, they both breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the baby who had started to drink milk.

Taking advantage of the shroud, Chisato shifted his gaze to Oda Sakunosuke beside him, and smiled.

"Mr. Oda, have you thought about her name?"

Without a name, we can try to change it to see how much tolerance the warning to ourselves has.

"name?"

Oda Sakunosuke repeated it, lost in memory.

"In terms of her name, it should be...Sakule? When I picked it up, I saw it nearby. It should be her name."

Qianli: "..."

Oh, yes, it's fine, the name is all set.

Chisato's face darkened instantly, making Oda Sakunosuke puzzled.

"what happened?"

"No, nothing."

Qianli replied with a smile, feeling like a villain in his heart.

"It's a nice name."

It just makes me want to give the middle finger to the sky a little bit :)

After looking for you Oda Sakunosuke and picking up Saki Le, it can be said that the house has become much more lively.Fortunately, although it is a baby, Saki Le is very cute and cute, and does not cry or make trouble, so it is not too much trouble.

While taking care of Saku Le, Chisato fell into a code-word mode.What she originally wanted to write was thrown to the back of her mind, and she brushed and brushed the manuscript paper diligently every day, wishing to finish writing with tens of thousands a day and a few days.

It is rare for Oda Sakunosuke to see Chisato working so hard.

"Take a break?"

Looking at Chisato who had just finished eating and began to write vigorously, Oda Sakunosuke urged her to pay attention to rest as if she was afraid that her brain cells would be scrapped.

"Although I can't go out, the TV programs are still broadcast normally."

"No Mr. Oda."

Qianli looked up from the gap in writing and rejected the other party.

"This book is in a hurry. I hope Mr. Oda can take a serious look at it after I finish writing it."

After all, it's not okay to say something directly, so what about her indirectly?

Seeing that Chisato had gathered a large stack of manuscript papers and was still writing, Oda Sakunosuke, who had no idea why Chisato was in such a hurry, spoke in confusion.

"Qianli, are you going to write a book this time?"

"Ah, yes."

Qianli stopped writing, thought for a while and decided to give the other party a vaccination.

"Although the background is in ancient times, it is also about war. The protagonist also adopted a child, and then..."

Thinking of the warning at that time, Qianli pursed his lips and spoke seriously.

"Anyway, when I finish writing Mr. Oda, you must read it carefully."

"I see."

Although he didn't know why Chisato made such a sudden request, Oda Sakunosuke didn't ask the reason, but just nodded seriously.

"I'll take a closer look."

War, adoption.Is it possible...

Once there is a certain goal, it is like being added a nuclear power system.Qianli devoted himself to writing hard every day, and in just one and a half months, he wrote a whole book with nearly 20 words.

However, the first person to read this book was not Sakunosuke Oda, but a person who had nothing to do with the crew of "Bungo Stray Dogs".

——Five Enlightenments.

"This is your new book?"

Knowing that Qianli wanted to write this book without sleeping and eating for a while, Gojo Wu looked at the thick stack of manuscripts handed to him, and the word "alive" on the top of the name was very eye-catching.

"Keep your voice down, there are children at home."

Qianli saw Zhengxiang's Sakile sleeping on the bed, and dragged Gojo Wu out of the bedroom, for fear of waking up the children.

"This is the first time I've tried this genre, but I..."

Qianli paused for a moment, showing a wry smile.

"You know, I can't... so I can only carry some private goods in this way."

The important thing now is that she can't put anything obvious even if she puts private goods, so it is impossible to write the story so that people can see it at a glance. She even suspects that she has written it so obscurely that it is not easy to see I can't figure out what kind of private goods she has caught.

After all, the content of the book, because it is the original author, often feels that the content or foreshadowing is so clear that it is blatant, but it is undeniable that things like "my mother's eyes" are also the most common.

So she really can't be sure whether the people who read it can understand her thoughts, and she hasn't even had a good friend since she came here. The people she knows the most are Oda Saku and the editor Asakawa had already left only Gojo Satoru in front of him who came uninvited every day.

Not to mention that they went through what happened that day together.

"Anyway, Mr. Gojo, can you take a rough look first and tell me what you can see?"

Knowing that I am carrying private goods, how can you find something when you read with this mood?

"I brought private goods——"

After that day, Gojo Satoru, who thought about many reasons and even read many classics, dragged his voice, and a certain guess in his heart became clearer.

But he didn't say it directly, he just sat on the sofa and quickly flipped through the story written by Qianli.

The ancient background tells the story of a war that lasted for 88 years. In order to adopt a child from the family of a task target, the first killer broke away from the killer organization and fled with the child incognito.

A lot of things happened during this period, and the killer's partner tried to persuade him, but they couldn't make the killer change his mind.The final ending of the story is that the child was killed, and the killer went to bloodwash the enemy, and finally died of serious injuries and exhaustion.

Normally, the content of nearly 20 words cannot be read in a short time, but at the speed of Gojo Satoru, which can be called quantum reading (?), he turned to the bottom and read all the content in a short time.

I have to say that the content written by Qianli can indeed be described as wonderful. Whether it is the reversal of the content, the extremes of human nature, or even the cruelty of war, they are all accurately expressed in this book, which makes people read After reading it, I seemed to understand a lot of things in a trance.

Even... Even the ending is completely destroyed!

Gojo Satoru turned back the manuscript in his hand to the first page, looked at the word "alive" at the top, and compared the content of the novel, feeling inexplicably ironic but appropriate.

The killer in the article is truly alive from the moment he decides to take the child away, even if he has that ending.

the most important is……

Gojo Satoru looked up from the novel to Chisato who was sitting on the sofa next to him waiting for him, those gorgeous blue eyes looked at each other through the sunglasses, and opened his mouth slowly.

"Let me make sure, you brought private goods with you, right?"

"Yes."

Qianli nodded for sure, and looked at each other expectantly.

"Mr. Gojo, did you see anything?"

Gojo Satoru raised the corners of his lips, and his usual lazy look returned to his voice.

"If calculated in this way, the duration of the Dragon Head War should be 88 days, right?"

From a recent perspective, the only thing that has the most relationship with war recently is the "leading war". It is impossible for such things as carrying private goods to contain things that readers cannot understand without cause and effect.

"The protagonist in the book must be someone you know who has overlapping experiences."

Qianli's eyes lit up, and he nodded frantically.

Good guy, I'm straight up a good guy!I didn't expect Mr. Gotiao that you have such a strong comprehension ability, if you can talk, you can talk more!

"Besides, as the first person to test the water, most of the content is definitely not true, so..."

In Qianli's expectant eyes, Gojo Satoru slapped his thigh with a proud voice.

"There should be mine in it, right?"

Qianli: ...?

Wait a minute, Mr. Gojo, what are you talking about?Why can't I understand it all of a sudden?

She was very dazed, and looked at the extremely confident Gojo Satoru with a look of "what are you talking about?", but she could only see the confident look of the other party.

"First, I am! Orphans represent children. As a teacher, what I need most is children and students, and the organization inside corresponds to the upper class. Even the number one killer can be said It is the existence of friends that can be said... Wait."

Talking about the word "friend", Gojo Satoru, who was about to make a joke, fell silent in an instant. He touched his chin and fell into deep thought.

Orphans symbolize children, doesn't Jieta have two children in his care?The organization corresponds to the upper class, but he himself did not "defect". It was Jie who actually did it.The killer betrayed the organization because of a new idea, and Jie also sentenced the organization because of the idea.

So... In fact, there is nothing wrong with thinking this way, and the friend of the protagonist is actually me?

The more Wujo Satoru thought about it, the more he felt that what he thought made sense.

In this case, the truth should be reversed, the representative of oneself should be the friend of the protagonist in it, and the person who is the protagonist should be his former... friend if he guessed correctly.

——Xia Youjie.

Taking the children and leaving the "organization", faced with him killing a mountain village for two children and then not being a magician and becoming a curser who was shouted and killed, which one is not like him?

Wujo Wu's eyes moved slightly, thinking of the limit of thousands of miles, he didn't say his real guess, but directly changed the subject.

"It's just that the ending is a bit bad. I'm not talking about you, Xiaoqianli, do you have any hobbies for writing deadly protagonists?"

Or about Jay's ending...

"I..." What I really want to write is Oda Saku!

Just about to tell the truth, but was suddenly suppressed by an inexplicable force and unable to speak, Qianli was extremely desperate. She pointed to her mouth and shook her head frantically.

Sober up, Mr. Gojo!What I wrote was Odasaku, not you!

However, Gojo Satoru thought this movement was shaking his head due to the restriction of not being able to speak, and his mouth became more and more affirmative of his thoughts.

Therefore, his voice was very kind.

"I understand, I understand! Little Qianli, you don't need to say it!"

Qianli who can't speak: "..."

Little devil's little!You really know a hammer!

"Mr. Gojo..."

Qianli stood up, raised his hand in pain and pressed Wujo Wu's shoulder, wishing to shake it desperately.

"Do you really understand what I mean?!"

Help!Please stop making up your mind!

"Of course, don't worry, Xiaoqianli."

Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand and pressed the top of Qianli's head and rubbed it vigorously. He was obviously saying something that was almost teasing, but it made the people who heard it feel at ease.

"No matter what, if the sky falls, there will still be tall people holding it up, so it's never the turn of a dwarf like you."