The man rescued from Kabukicho

Cirou, who was waiting for an answer, saw Ijuin raise his wine glass to sip, and the ice puck hit the wall of the glass, making a slight and crisp sound.

Cilang doesn't like drinking. In the past, in the workplace, he had to drink to match the atmosphere. Even if he can't drink well, his boss will not let him go.The rules of the workplace itself are like this. In extreme cases, there are many poor social animals who socialize and drink until two or three in the morning, and have to get up after five in the morning to catch the subway.Relatively speaking, at that time Cilang worked in a first-class company after all, although he had to drink, he was not to the point of workplace bullying.

However, Cilang's boss and colleagues at the time were quite scheming people, drinking with them was more tiring than working, and he had to tense up every time, but because Cilang was also very cautious after drinking, even if they said bad things about someone, Cilang would not go The echo will not be leaked out, but Jiro has received good comments such as "reliable" and "an honest guy".

However, Cilang, who didn't mind having a drink with his friends when he was in college, has never liked people who like to drink since then.As soon as alcohol is mentioned, the boss's drunken, noisy middle-aged ugly image of a middle-aged man emerges in his mind.

The Yijiyuan, which pours and drinks by itself, is another matter entirely.

Ci Lang, who had no intention of admiring him, had to notice the mature charm of this man.

Yijuin, who looked at Cirou, still had the same indifferent expression. The wine glass shook slightly under the control of his slender fingers, and the ice puck and the glass wall jingled together.

Yijiyuan finally opened his mouth, but what he said was a rhetorical question: "Do you want to sign?"

Who would want to sign a deed of sale!

Cilang bowed his head and wrote: [This is not a question of whether I want it or not? 】

Yijuin's answer was almost cruel: "Now you are not qualified to sign any contracts. Signatures of those who are incompetent are invalid."

A person without capacity means a person who does not have the capacity for civil conduct.Refers to: minors, mental patients who cannot distinguish the nature and consequences of their own behavior.

The pen tore through the fine-quality paper, and Cilang angrily wrote a rebuttal: [Although I have a criminal record, I am not a mental patient! 】

Facing Cilang's stare, Yijiin replied calmly: "Indeed, although I am a doctor for the time being, whether you are a patient in the medical definition or not, without a professional diagnosis by a psychiatrist, disputes are meaningless. But even In this way, you should also understand that the current you cannot be responsible for yourself. Letting you in this state make future choices is to take advantage of others. Even if you are awkward with me, it will not change this fact. "

It turns out that Yijiyuan means this.

Cilang couldn't argue for himself, because what Yijuin said was the truth.It can be said that Yijiyuan's remarks are quite considerate and fair. If he wants to refute them forcefully, it is because he does not know what is good or bad.

However, Yijuin said he was "uncomfortable", using strange words, as if he was saying that a child is self-willed. Although it was a misunderstanding, Cirou was really angry just now.Besides, Jiro didn't feel that his relationship with Yijuin had the right to make trouble. Even though there was no third person, the wording was too misleading.

Ci Lang took a big gulp of iced tea mixed with wine, and wrote on his pocket book: 【Sorry, I misunderstood you.But I'm not saying goodbye]

Before he finished writing, I heard Yijiyuan say slowly in his indifferent tone: "However, let's talk about it earlier, although it is different from asking you to sign something like that while taking advantage of others, I will definitely not let you go." .”

The unfinished words draw a long line.

Jiro looked at Yijuin, should he thank Yijuin for his honesty, or should he be angry at Yijuin's calm attitude when he said this?But it seems that he has neither of these two emotions.

In fact, the kindness owed now is enough for Cilang to stay by Yijiyuan for the rest of his life.

The fact that he was still angry when he saw that contract was just because of the insult that was similar to selling his life, not because he hadn't accepted his fate.

——Even if Yijuin treats him as a pillow tool without self like that contract, he has no position to refuse.Because if Yijiyuan hadn't appeared in time, the dark situation he would have fallen into would be much more tragic than being a pillow!

Cilang finished drinking the cold liquid in the wine glass, turned a page, and wrote: 【What does "Won't let me go" mean?Is there any difference with that contract? 】

As before, Ijuin poured wine and iced tea into Jirou's wine glass in turn, and then replied: "You can treat it as a night shift job with a high salary."

Working the night shift?

Cirou never thought about it from this angle.

It is indeed easier to accept it as a night shift job, as long as it is as simple as that.

[Other restrictions? 】

Yijuin said coldly: "No matter how much you talk about now, it is meaningless empty talk. After you recover, on the premise of ensuring night shift work, what you want to do in the future, life arrangements and even intimate relationships must follow my schedule. Slowly run into the center."

Although it was such a blunt word, it gave Cilang hope.

Ijuin didn't mean to completely bind the rest of his life to a pillow tool.

If it proves that he has recovered, is it possible that Yijiyuan will allow him to go out to work during the day?

There are not no office workers who go home after work, and there are also office workers who work part-time at night.Maybe he can return to normal social life again!

The money earned during the day, together with the salary of the night shift work, can be saved together, and maybe one day I can pay off Yijiyuan. After that, can I slowly save money to own something of my own?

After a long absence, the intense joy of being so happy and excited seemed to light a torch in Cilang's lonely heart.

He heard Ijuin ask, "Are you drunk?"

Cilang didn't know why, so he wrote: [Thank you for your concern, I am not drunk. 】

Then he heard Yijuin sigh: "Then why are you crying?"

what?

Cilang stretched out his hand, and really touched the wet tears, it was too embarrassing, he wanted to quickly wipe it off with his hands, Yijiyuan took a tissue for him.

After tidying himself up, Cilang wrote embarrassingly: [Sorry, because I am so happy. 】

He seemed to hear a low laugh, and it seemed to be an illusion, because he looked up at Yijuin, and Yijuin's expression was still so cold.

But it is no exaggeration to say that even if Yijuin's expression is fierce at this moment, in his eyes, he will be as merciful as a god.

Yijiin is a good person, Cirou thought dazedly.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, the same is true when you get along during the lunch break in the third year of junior high school. No matter how stupid the question is, Yijiyuan will answer it well, although sometimes it is really merciless.

Cilang was thirsty, he drank the cold liquid in the cup, feeling refreshed and comfortable.He suddenly thought, yes, there is still a problem that he can't figure out today.

He lowered his head to write, and the sentences he wrote were the same as those in a primary school student's diary: 【Today, Granny Fengzao said that I still have a lot to learn. I asked her what to learn, but she didn't tell me. Yijiyuan, what does Granny Fengzao mean? 】

Ijuin Kazuomi looked at Mochizuki Jirou who was staring at him with bright eyes, and thought, here we come again.

When we got along with each other before, I understood that Mochizuki Jiro would gradually and unconsciously show a defenseless state like a pet dog in front of trusted and familiar people.

Docile and coquettish, always want to do something for the master, loyal.

To put it bluntly, it is similar to the unequal taming of women in this society to enter the role of wife.

It can be considered that Yijiyuan, who "raised" the other party for a short time, guessed at the time that it had nothing to do with the matter. If he met a good master, it would be fine, but if he met a bad master, he would suffer a lot.

Later it did.

Judging from Mochizuki Jirou's poor condition this morning, Ijuin never expected to see him in this doggy state again so soon.After all, even if it is a real pet dog, after being betrayed by the owner and tortured, it will increase its defense.Let alone people.

This cannot be said to be Yijuin's miscalculation, after all, they were underage when they met, so it was impossible for him to know that Mochizuki Jiro would also appear in this state after drinking.

There is no need to talk nicely to a drunk person.

Yijiin stretched out his hand, and found that Cirou's eyes were attracted by the hand, so he deliberately drew a circle in the air, as expected, Cilang foolishly turned his head following the movement of the hand.

Finally, the slender fingers landed on the notebook.

"Aren't you going to draw a golden retriever? The one you used to draw." Yijiin said coldly.

Ci Lang hesitated and said: "...this handbook is not mine."

Yijuin: "It's your notebook. So you have to draw it."

Cilang: "Is it mine?"

Yijuin: "Yes."

"Mine." Cilang repeated, as if a little happy, took off the indoor slippers, stepped on the edge of the sofa, bent his long legs, turned the ledger to the first page, and skillfully drew a cute golden retriever dog dog.

Then show it to Yijiyuan.

Yijuin: "Very good."

Jiro, who was praised, smiled like the dog in the drawing.

Yijiyuan asked coldly: "Do you still want to sign the contract?"

contract?Jiro was in a daze, he could only recall that what Ijuin said before made him very happy.

Of course I want to sign.

Cirou nodded.

Kazumi Yijiin calmly instructed him: "Then turn to the last page and write on the first line: contract."

Cilang acted according to his words, and looked at Yijiyuan after finishing writing.

"Very good." Yijiyuan continued to guide him to write down.

Cilang wrote down the terms Yijiin said one by one in his hand account.

Yijiin Kazumi: "Finally, sign your name at line A."

After signing, Cilang handed the pen and notebook to Yijiyuan, looked at him like a child who wanted to be praised, and said, "The contract needs to be signed by both people, right?"

Yijiyuan took the notebook, signed his name, and praised him in an indifferent voice: "It's really smart."

The contract is thus completed.

Jirou, who didn't realize that Ijuin was messing around at all, looked at the notebook strangely.

He signed a contract with Yijiyuan.

【Contract

A promises to B that before he doesn't want to be obedient, he will be obedient.

Armor: Jiro Mochizuki

B: Kazumi Ijiin]

Cilang looked at the two signatures arranged up and down, and stretched out his hand to touch the handwriting, always feeling so magical.

He looked up to say something to Yijuin, only to find that Yijuin had stood up and walked to him.

"It's time to sleep," Ijuin said.