I died after raising them

From that day on, Mori Ogai clearly felt that Yayoi treated him differently than before.

The smile in the eyes of the former blond chief took care of him was not always real, but now when Asahina Yayoi looked at him, it was as if he had put him in those eyes, and since then he has occupied a part of Yayoi's heart.

In addition, there is the question of title.

If he had known Yayoi before as a leader who needed to be respected, now that the relationship is close, the child would put Yayoi in the position of a family member.

And what would the family call it?

Mori Ogai thought about it, and felt that the idea is not as good as the practice.

So one night when Yayoi was drowsy, she noticed that the door of the room opened, and a small soft body suddenly slipped into her arms, wrapped her arms around her neck and called softly: "Sister. "

Yayoi woke up in an instant, looked at the child dumbfounded and asked, "What did you call me?"

The child aggressively rubbed Yayoi's cheek, and repeated: "Sister."

Yayoi's age doesn't look too old, so it's perfectly fine for him to call him that.

The child thought confidently.

But he also felt uneasy in his heart, worried whether all the changes he felt might be due to my self-indulgence, and whether his actions would arouse Yayoi's annoyance.

However, the girl's action of wrapping him in a quilt and pressing him into her arms made him feel relieved.

"Go to sleep." Yayoi rubbed the child's short hair, hesitated for a moment, and kissed the child's forehead: "...Rin Taro."

Yayoi changed the title to a nickname that was more intimate.

After that, the girl also acquiesced that the child stayed in her bedroom and supervised her small movements to see if she had a good rest.

At the same time, Yayoi also began to teach the children personally, starting from the cold weapons that Asakura Kiyowa did not teach, and taught the etiquette lessons that the children had never been exposed to. Correct me.

But these things, except for the three of them, no one else knows.

Time passed little by little, and Yokohama, which was gradually cooling down, also had the first snow on the day of the child's birthday.

The child who was given a day off on his birthday was lying in front of the huge French window of the chief's office, his big round eyes couldn't help looking at the snow scene outside the window and the girl who was processing documents.

The child looked at Yayoi who was still processing documents as before, and couldn't help wondering whether Yayoi didn't know his birthday.

Mori Ogai hesitated, wondering if he should bother Yayoi.

Under the entanglement, the child's little face with a little baby fat slowly swelled up, and he didn't look out the window, sitting on his small sofa and staring at Yayoi wholeheartedly.

If there was any real resentment in her eyes, how could Yayoi not be aware of it, but the sudden evil taste kept her motionless like a mountain.

Then she saw from the corner of her eye that the child's eye sockets seemed to be slowly turning red.

Well, it's human nature to tease children, but it's not good to tease too much.

Yayoi calmly put down the pen in her hand and closed the last document.

Seeing that Yayoi had no intention of continuing to process the documents, the child slowly slid up to Yayoi's side, dawdling for a while before calling out in an awkwardly drawn-out voice: "Sister..."

Yayoi stood up and picked up the aggrieved child, carrying her back to the bedroom.

Mori Ogai was confused and didn't know what Yayoi was doing to carry him back to the bedroom, but he knew that he saw the new suit on the bed.

Yayoi put the child on the bed, then stuffed the new clothes into the child's arms, and said, "It's my birthday, I have to wear new clothes."

"Also, as a birthday present."

"Wherever you want to go today, what you want to buy and play, I will satisfy you."

The blond-haired, blue-eyed girl smiled and nodded his forehead: "So don't be unhappy, go and change your clothes?"

The child clutching his forehead stared blankly at the back of Yayoi walking out of the bedroom, and then looked at the beige down jacket specially chosen by the blond leader in his hand, which was obviously not Yayoi Asahina's style. They are all bent into crescent moons.

It turned out that my sister hadn't forgotten.

The child smirked and changed his clothes, and ran out of the bedroom impatiently.

Then he saw Yayoi standing by the French window.

The blond leader never liked to tie his hair up, and his waist-length blond hair shimmered in the rare winter sun without glaring.

In Mori Ogai's memory, Yayoi was always wearing a black suit with a large black windbreaker draped over her shoulders, making her even more slender.

The leader with blond hair and blue eyes was wrapped in alienation, looking indifferently at Yokohama outside the window.

In fact, it is hard for Mori Ogai to imagine how his elder sister can carry such a behemoth of the port mafia.

At this age, he shouldered the name of the leader of the port mafia, sat on the throne of power at the top of Yokohama, and devoted himself to this organization day and night.

He rarely saw Yayoi resting.The unfinished documents, open and secret battles with other organizations, and the business under his hand, which one does not need to occupy Yayoi's time and energy.

At the same time, Ogai Mori also knew that Yayoi seemed to be sleeping with him every day, but after he fell asleep, Yayoi would open his eyes and return to the office to continue working.

Mori Ogai looked through the bedroom door countless times at the figure sitting behind the desk with his back turned to him.

And in order to be able to celebrate his birthday with him, such a busy Yayoi will leave behind much work and take up much of her rest time...

The child's cheerful steps gradually slowed down, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

Finally the child stopped beside Yayoi.

Yayoi came back from her thoughts, and when she turned her head, she saw Mori Ogai with a hesitant face.

Yayoi, who didn't know what the child was thinking in his heart, looked at the child who was suddenly depressed, leaned down and asked blankly, "What's wrong?"

The child opened his mouth, and said sullenly: "...Why don't you go out today."

Yayoi raised her eyebrows in surprise, feeling the child's gradually depressed mood, stretched out her hand to hold the child's small hand in her palm, and asked seriously: "Aren't you very happy just now, why don't you suddenly want to go out?"

The child immediately told Yayoi what he just thought of.

Yayoi only felt complex emotions flooding in her heart.

Although Mori Ogai came to Yayoi's side for only a few months, but if you want to ask who Yayoi likes more between the two-faced Su Nuo and Mori Ogai, Yayoi will definitely choose Mori Ogai without hesitation.

Two-faced Su Nuo doesn't match Mori Ogai's character at all.

The two-faced Su Nuo is born with the temperament of doing whatever he wants, sometimes the first thing he considers is not other people's ideas, but his own wishes, so he feels that everything he can get and have is taken for granted.

Mori Ogai is just the opposite.

His childhood experience taught him to look at people's faces, learn to consider other people's perspectives, and learn to put himself in second place.

He would be willing to wrong himself for others, but it is impossible to be double-faced.

This is also the reason why Yayoi no longer regards Mori Ogai as the object of the task, but truly regards the children as family members.

Yayoi didn't know how many times she had the urge to hold this child in her arms, and in fact, she did the same.

She gave the child a big hug, and sighed hoarsely: "You...you were born to restrain me."

Afterwards, the girl picked up the child, let the child sit on her neck, and said freely: "You can do work and so on at any time. My family's Kobayashi Taro's birthday is only once a year!"

"So where do you want to go today? Let's play enough and come back!"

The child grasped Yayoi's soft blond hair ignorantly, and blinked before reacting.

The next moment, a bright smile bloomed on the child's face.

"Go to the amusement park!"

To be honest, for both Yayoi and Mori Ogai, the amusement park is a novel place.

Yayoi vaguely remembered that she should have celebrated her birthday at the playground before she was seven years old, but she never went there since then.Not to mention the children, those two scumbag parents didn't have time to play by themselves, so how could they think of taking the children to the amusement park.

So under the condition that both of them were curious about the amusement park, Yayoi led the child to play wildly in the amusement park all afternoon.

When the night fell, the child came out of the collision field full of enthusiasm, tugged at the corner of Yayoi who was standing outside the field to help him hold the coat, and said, "I'm hungry."

This time is actually later than the dinner time, but even so, the restaurants in the playground are still overcrowded, but there is no need to queue up.

Yayoi and the child were very lucky to be seated at the last vacant table. Before they had time to order, the waiter came over.

"Sorry to bother you." The waiter looked apologetic, pointed to the father and son standing outside the restaurant door and said, "Because there are no seats in the restaurant, and there are still two vacancies for your four-person table. Shall the two guests share a table?"

Yayoi didn't care about this at all. After asking the child's opinion, she nodded to the waiter.

After seeing the father and son sitting opposite her, Yayoi raised her eyebrows in surprise.

I didn't expect that there would be something rewarding to accompany the child out to celebrate the birthday.

And the man and the boy can be said to be very similar, so even if you don't ask, you can know that it is a father-son relationship.The man nodded apologetically to Yayoi and said, "Excuse me."

Yayoi shook his head, showed a gentle smile and introduced to the two: "I am Yayoi Asahina, and this is my younger brother, Mori Ogai."

The child noticed something wrong with Mi Sheng's attitude almost instantly.

Having been together for so long, Mori Ogai naturally knows how indifferent Yayoi's attitude towards strangers is. After all, her identity is there, and she doesn't need to put down her figure to make friends with him.

And the two people in front of her...is there anything that can attract her?

The man also smiled back: "I'm Fukuzawa Hyakusuke, and this is Inuko Yukichi."

The teenager sitting opposite the child had silver-gray half-length hair. Although he was wearing casual sportswear, it was obvious that he had received good etiquette training in his every move.

Although the face is immature, it does not prevent Yayoi from being able to recognize him at a glance.

This is the future president of the Armed Detective Agency, a swordsman who will be called [Silver Wolf].

——Fukuzawa Yukichi.