cat blues

Atsushi Nakajima, 12 years old, was just picked up from an orphanage, and now he is suddenly told that he has a new guardian.

"Don't worry, don't worry, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko is only a few years old and doesn't meet the conditions for adoption. He's just lying to you." Edogawa Ranpo could see the other party's worry at a glance, he sat On the chair, he didn't intend to pack things with others at all, instead he opened a pack of thick snacks with great interest.

"Yes, is that so?" Just as Atsushi Nakajima was about to say something, he saw a huge black cat that was almost overflowing with frustration, standing there with a black line of dark clouds that could almost materialize. Pack your bags methodically.

The very common-sense boy even forgot what Shibusawa Tatsuhiko said before he lost consciousness. He tremblingly stretched out his hand and pointed at the big cat over there, "That, that is..."

"Ah, that's Mr. Yukichi." Edogawa gnawed on a delicious bar in a hurry, and then said quickly, "It's also your elder brother, um, or your boss?"

"Hey? Hey hey?" Atsushi Nakajima couldn't help but exclaimed again.

"Surprised, it's really bad." Akutagawa Ryunosuke couldn't help but comment on the boy sitting in another room.

"But Mr. Yukichi seems to be quite happy?" Akutagawa Gin poked his head out and saw the white-haired boy bite the bullet at the urging of Edogawa Ranpo and shouted at Yukichi the big cat. The hooded Yujimao immediately became shiny and couldn't help laughing.

"Hmph..." Akutagawa Ryunosuke immediately dropped the things in his hands, stood up and walked out, grabbed the white-haired Atsushi Nakajima, and said to him with a serious expression: "Listen up, you bastard. "

"Hey, why did you suddenly call someone this guy?" Atsushi Nakajima complained frantically in his heart, but he didn't dare to say anything on the face, because the guy who looked at him and said such impolite words to him, looked It looks very fierce, especially those hanging eyes, even if there is no expression, these eyes alone are enough to give people an extremely fierce feeling.

Atsushi Nakajima was taken aback by the other party's aura, and he heard the other party continue to say very smoothly: "Mr. Yukichi's first subordinate is my subordinate, you can only be Mr. Yukichi's younger brother!"

"..." Atsushi Nakajima, a man of common sense, fell silent. He was full of troubles now, but he didn't know how to vomit. With fierce eyes, he nodded weakly.

"Very good..." Ryunosuke Akutagawa shook off the white-haired boy who was about to shrink into a ball, walked over and gently pulled the shiny apron of Yukichi big cat, "Mr. Yukichi, come here I've packed everything up, is there anything else I can help you with?"

Only then did Yukichi Maomao come to his senses, it really needs the help of Akutagawa Ryunosuke's Rashomon, Yukichi the big cat quickly brought Akutagawa to the area he cleaned up, and gestured wonderfully with his cat's claws.Akutagawa Ryunosuke seemed to understand what it meant, and nodded while helping to pack the luggage.

"How should I put it, no matter how many times I watch it, I still find it amazing. Why can Akutagawa's Tiewa understand Mr. Yukichi's meaning, but I always don't understand it." Osamu Dazai leaned over and muttered.

This move of his startled Atsushi Nakajima, who was not very timid, and almost jumped forward. After noticing that it was the boy who greeted him first, he asked a little weakly: " That...you are...?"

"Ah, I'm Dazai, Dazai Osamu." Dazai Osamu said to Nakajima Atsushi with a smile, "Hello, boy of Baihu."

"Baihu...I..." Osamu Dazai's words immediately brought Atsushi Nakajima's consciousness back to before he lost consciousness, when the white man said to him...

"You, Atsushi Nakajima, are a person with supernatural abilities who can turn into a white tiger!"

"I'm... a person with supernatural powers?" An unprecedented panic hit the young man's heart, and he was not excited about having supernatural powers. On the contrary, the fact that he became a white tiger made the young man extremely terrified, " How could it be, how could I... how could I..."

Dazai Osamu was stunned by the boy's reaction, he raised his hand and patted the boy's head, "There is no need to be afraid, boy."

Osamu Dazai looked at the young man who had woken up a lot with his slap, and suddenly laughed, "Young man, have you forgotten? You are Mr. Yukichi's younger brother."

"Hey?" Atsushi Nakajima immediately came back to his senses, and then he turned his head one by one in disbelief, looked at the black cat over there, then turned his head back suddenly, and pointed at himself , and pointed to the cat over there, "Dazai... Sir, what do you mean..."

"That's right, it's exactly what you think—" Osamu Dazai said with a smile, "The white tiger you turned into is very obedient to Mr. Yukichi."

"Hey? Hey hey hey!!!" The startled boy cried out again.

"So you're really noisy." When everyone finished cleaning up and went to wash up in batches to get ready for bed, Nakahara Chuya said while looking at the submissive Nakajima boy kneeling on the ground with his arms folded.

"I'm sorry..." The young man in reflection honestly apologized.

"Well, forget it, it's nothing, anyway, you are such an honest person, and the white tiger you transformed also listens to Mr. Yuji's words, so it's no big deal to stay." After Zhongyuan Zhong also scolded the boy, he finally I still accepted him as an older brother, "Don't worry, the president is a very good person, and here, you can also learn how to master your own abilities, stay here with peace of mind, and then grow into an excellent adult. .”

"Yeah!" The white tiger boy nodded movedly.

His blunt expression of kindness made Nakahara a little unbearable. After he drove the boy to wash up, he stood up and discussed with Fukuzawa Yukichi on the side about the boy's adoption procedures and other issues.

If it was put in the past, it would be raised if it was raised, but now Fukuzawa Yukichi realizes that he has supernatural powers, and the fact that supernatural powers are so special, he can't just let people join, especially in the It is even more necessary for people with supernatural abilities to test it out, otherwise, if people with ghosts in their hearts are accidentally added, it will definitely cause big problems.

But this young man named Atsushi Nakajima, his kind of tenderness exuded from his bones can be easily noticed. If it is him, even if he cannot become an excellent adult in the future, he will definitely not become a person who will hurt others. someone else's person.

The next day, a large group took the morning Shinkansen back to Yokohama.

After getting off the Shinkansen and getting on the bus, Atsushi Nakajima, who was still full of beautiful fantasies about his future life, only saw the collapsed buildings and dilapidated public facilities everywhere along the way, and there are more places All kinds of scorched marks are as scary as if someone set fire on the road, and there are even many people cleaning the unknown colors on the ground vigorously.

"This, this, this..." The boy from Nakajima tremblingly watched all kinds of outrageous scenes along the way, unable to complete his sentence.

"I really didn't expect that the leading war would make Yokohama like this." Nakahara Zhong also had a look of displeasure, but he also knew that if he set foot here, it wouldn't be of much use unless he took the whole city. The city was blown up.

"That's right, but it's finally over. I guess the PortMafia family will be the only one in the future." Osamu Dazai said boredly, "But Tatsuhiko Shibusawa will take the initiative to contact you. Mr. Mori from PortMafia should have two friends." Get the brush."

"If Mr. Mori didn't have the skills, he wouldn't let that cunning ghost take the initiative to find someone for him." Edogawa Ranpo, who was on the side, was the same as him. When he said these things, his voice would automatically drop a few pitches. At least don't let Akiko Yosano, who is sitting in the first two rows, hear, "I just hope that guy can constrain the guy in the dark honestly, and don't make trouble for the president."

Listening to their conversation full of dangerous words, Atsushi Nakajima felt cold sweat running down his back, what strange place did he come to?

"Yahoo, I'm back!" In the real sense, it's been more than two months, in fact, it's been more than half a year since I returned to the apartment building. Before Osamu Dazai finished cheering, Yukichi Maomao had already started to direct everyone to clean up Yes, the summer in Yokohama is not cool at all, and it is even very humid because of its proximity to the ocean, so the hot and humid weather will naturally not lack rain.

Having not taken care of it for so many days, several tatami mats in the dormitory building are moldy, and there is even a strangely colored mushroom emerging from one tatami mat!

If Yuji Maomao hadn't placed mothballs and activated charcoal in every corner of the room before departure, I'm afraid it would not be just these few tatami mats that were damaged.

"If you eat this, can you see the Santu River?" Squatting in front of the tatami with mushrooms, Osamu Dazai said to himself curiously, "Try it!"

As he spoke, he picked off the gray mushroom and planned to put it in his mouth.

In the next second, someone whipped his head hard with a towel. Yuji Maomao appeared behind him at some point, raised his hand and quickly grabbed the mushroom in his hand, and threw it aside Then he quickly lifted the tatami mat from the ground, carried the tatami mat and stepped on the boy who was knocked to the ground by it, and ran downstairs angrily.

"Mr. Dazai..." Atsushi Nakajima, who watched the whole process from the side, smiled a little embarrassedly, then hugged the quilt in his hand, and followed Yukichi Maomao downstairs.

Downstairs, Oda Sakunosuke and Yosano Akiko have already pulled up the clothesline, and Nakahara Nakaya is hanging all the bedding on the clothesline.

The president, Ranpo, and Kunikida went to the detective agency first. Not only did they need to clean up the room, but they also had to contact the clerks to come back to work, and check the commissions received recently.

Everyone worked together to clean up the dormitory building very quickly, and Yuji Maomao also arranged a room for Atsushi Nakajima.

Lying on the tatami that smelled of fresh vanilla, pillowed on the soft futon, this was the first time in his life that the young man felt such warmth, let go of his fear in the morning, and fell asleep peacefully.