My brother is so fierce

The pale boy had no blood on his cheeks, he looked sick, he suddenly approached Mei Zhi, and smiled politely at her.

It looked like a foreigner who came to ask for directions.

There were a lot of people around, perhaps because this order gave Meizhi a great sense of security - even if someone with evil plans approached her, she would not do anything in this situation.

What's more, when she raised her eyes, she glanced at Sakunosuke Oda who had already walked over from the corner of her eye. He had a serious look, even if his beard was not clean, he gave people a solid impression.

And his actions just now also proved that he is indeed a person who will act righteously.

"Is there something wrong?"

Meizhi was carrying a book borrowed from the library, and the way she rolled up her hair added a bit of obedience. When she asked from the side, the boy in the white hat beside her raised her arm and showed her the expression that had been drawn before. What he held in his hand.

His fingers were slender and pale, exuding a sickly beauty.

Meizhi sighed in her heart, moved her eyes away from his fingers, and when she landed on his palm, there was a familiar badge lying quietly there.

It's the ornament she pinned to the bag.

"You lost something." When the boy said certain words, his voice was somewhat different from that of a pure Japanese, but it sounded surprisingly good, and he seemed gentle because of the lack of breath. "It's a good thing I caught up with you."

He watched the girl check his canvas bag in surprise, and after confirming that he had lost it, he smiled gratefully at him. According to Tosi's research on people, the beauty in front of him is easy to deceive and be used that category.

The boy smiled harmlessly. When he saw the bright and clear eyes of the girl looking at each other in mid-air, for some reason, his heart rose. Even though he hates such a person, the person in front of him is too gentle. , a bit less dazzling than the sun, and a bit warmer than the moonlight, making people unconsciously want to get close.

Because it was so easy to get in touch with Mori Ogai's sister, when he realized that this feeling was too weird, the disdain in his eyes soon became serious. He looked at Meizhi carefully, and there was no mention of Mori in the information. Meizhi's ability, and after he touched it, he didn't notice any trace of the ability.

There are oddities.

Soft and warm fingers took the badge back from his palm. With a simple touch, his palm, which was colder than ordinary people, felt the warmth of an accidental touch. For some cocoons, Tuosi glanced over Meizhi's palm, and he only saw the thin cocoons that can only be found with a pen.

Listening to the girl's thanks, the smile on her face was too inappropriate for a port leader's sister, and while he was thinking, Meizhi took out candy from his pocket as a gift of thanks and put it in his palm that he didn't take back. superior.

The glass ball-shaped round candy is wrapped in a transparent packaging bag. At a glance, you can see the crushed sugar particles adhering to the surface of the candy. It must be very sweet and taste like fruit.

Tuosi still maintained a harmless smile, but Meizhi didn't seem to want to communicate further. The traffic light on the opposite side of the sidewalk jumped to green. When she walked over, the tall young man behind her had followed up first. Sensing something, perhaps because of his natural sensitivity to dangerous breaths, Oda Sakunosuke looked back at Tosi with a scrutiny.

Under his gaze, the young man tore open the candy wrapper with his slender fingers, and after a crisp sound, he gracefully stuffed the candy into his mouth.

It was really sweet, just like the girl just now.

Oda Sakunosuke didn't know why he had to follow, he didn't know how to communicate with her, so he followed in silence, he was much taller than Michi, when he stood beside her, he almost moved the left side After the sun was blocked, he caught a glimpse of his shadow completely covering the slender girl from the corner of his eye, as if she was protected by his wings.

This feeling is very strange, Meizhi found that he was following but did not ask aloud.

He just turned his cheeks suspiciously, standing too close, he had to look up to see the young man's unkempt face.

For some reason, Oda Sakunosuke only looked at her for half a second and then looked away. He was a little annoyed by his behavior, but in order not to make himself look like a stalking idiot, when he wanted to pretend to explain casually, it fell into Meizhi's ears. It's a very serious attitude.

"This kind of thing just happened, it's not safe for you to go back alone." He felt that his words were more like a lie, and couldn't help scratching the back of his head, feeling that he was more like a strange person, so he added, "In the future Let's find someone to go out with."

He thought that Meizhi would avoid him, after all, he had an unpleasant experience before, so it was understandable to doubt him.

But Meizhi stood on the street, the broken hair beside her cheek was blown by the wind, she looked at him seriously, and replied: "Okay."

She didn't seem to think much about her answer, and Oda felt a heavy weight to gain such a trust. He knew that this was Mori Ogai's sister, and he was now a part of the port mafia. Although he was doing low-level work, he He has no ambitions.

"My name is Sakunosuke Oda." After two years of meeting, they finally gave them a chance to get to know each other, or perhaps because of guilt, "I'm sorry for what happened before——"

Meizhi nodded to stop what he was about to say, her voice was soft and soft, like a cloud in the sky: "My name is Sen Meizhi, please give me your advice."

This matter came to an end, Meizhi carried the books she borrowed from Osamu Dazai last time, and went downstairs with her newly learned ones. After walking only a few tens of meters, she arrived at the building where Osamu Dazai lived. Down.

She has become acquainted with the security guards in this building.

As soon as she came in, she was cared by the security uncle, "Miss Mori came to find Mr. Dazai again, he hasn't come back yet."

"Thank you, I understand." Meizhi nodded and entered the elevator.

In order to facilitate her coming, Osamu Dazai, they both have each other's keys, but after all, Meizhi is a girl, and he seldom goes to her house on his own initiative, but Meizhi comes more often.

And not long after she went up, Osamu Dazai came back, and the young man who followed him with an awkward face was wearing a black hat, and seemed to be at odds with him, and spoke in a rough voice: "If the leader didn't ask me to come here I don't want to come to this place if I take something!"

The bandage boy also looked disgusted, "You think I am willing, I hate everything about you, including stepping into my territory."

The security guards rarely saw Osamu Dazai bringing his friends back, but this young man in front of him was very strange, as if he had never seen him before.And at this moment, they had already walked into the elevator. The security uncle just wanted to remind Meizhi that he had already gone up. His words were a beat slower than the time when the elevator was closed by Osamu Dazai, so he could only look at the elevator. The number of buildings is constantly jumping up.

Osamu Dazai took out the key angrily and opened the door. He took off his shoes politely. When he lowered his head reluctantly to change his shoes, Nakahara Chu also accidentally found a pair of women's shoes neatly placed aside at the entrance.

Nakahara, who thought he had discovered Osamu Dazai, also grinned and laughed arrogantly. He threw off his shoes, walked into the living room with his hands in his pockets, and a lock of long hair on his shoulders. It doesn't look feminine, but it's full of personality.

"Ah, the idiot Dazai actually hid the girl at home, let me look for it... where is it?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also poked his head into his room excitedly as if he had discovered a new world. There was no one in the tidy room.

Osamu Dazai changed his shoes and came hurriedly, only then did he realize that Meizhi was coming, so he pulled his face to stop Chuya Nakahara from peeping: "I say you, don't mess around in other people's houses!"

The more he said this, the happier Nakahara was. He ran around, not even letting go of the balcony. Osamu Dazai grabbed his partner by the collar with his dead fish eyes open. He wanted to strangle him by the neck for his mischief. Shake hard.

"You give me enough time! Idiot!"

Meizhi, who heard the voice outside, came out of the kitchen, and she put on Doraemon's apron—because she picked it according to Meizhi's preferences, so it didn't look out of harmony at all.

Nakahara Nakaya was pinched by the neck and still couldn't resist the wanton and arrogant smile on his face, as if he had caught something against Dazai Osamu, and he was very proud.

The moment Dazai Osamu saw Meizhi appearing, he immediately let go of his hand obediently. Perhaps he was used to showing a calm appearance in front of her. Compared with when we got along, he treated Meizhi with too much gentleness, "Ah Meizhi, you are here."

Meizhi was coming out with the food in her hand. She only cooked for two people. The plate was not big, but at a glance, she knew that the portion was not enough for three people.

She seldom saw Osamu Dazai bringing friends back, so she bowed slightly to express her kindness when facing Nakahara Nakaya's restrained expression: "Hello."

For girls with soft personalities, these teenagers in their adolescence restrain their original temperament, as if the instinct engraved in their bones allows them to try to show their stable side when facing the opposite sex.After becoming a port mafia, I don't know how much blood was stained on their hands, but from Meizhi, they felt a gentle breath, and under such an appearance, the combination of these characteristics made it impossible for them to act recklessly like same-sex people.

Zhongya Zhongya took off his hat and returned a gentleman's salute: "Hello, I am Zhongya Zhongyuan."

On the other hand, Osamu Dazai maintained his dislike for him, emphasizing in front of Meizhi: "Don't pay attention to him."

Zhong Yuan also had blue veins on his forehead, perhaps because he couldn't help being reluctant to let go in front of strangers, so he endured it and didn't refute him.

The boy in bandages took the plate from Meizhi's hand unceremoniously, and after putting it down, he had already opened the stool for Meizhi familiarly, perhaps in order to counter the gentleman's side that Zhong Yuanzhong also showed just now.

Meizhi looked at the strange boy. Although he seemed to be at odds with Osamu Dazai, the way the two got along could be called another form of harmony.

She stood up and gave him her portion. She took off her apron and made room for him considerately: "I still have leftover food at home, let's eat together."

In the face of Dazai Osamu's poisonous tongue, Nakahara can fight back more powerfully, but if he is facing a gentle girl, he is a little restrained, and can only cough lightly to relieve his embarrassment.

"I'm just here to get something." He didn't seem to dare to look at Meizhi's face, so he could only focus on Osamu Dazai, who was already eating big and his cheeks were bulging, and gave him an annoyed look. The appearance of enjoyment is simply disgusting, "Hey, give me something!"

Osamu Dazai chewed his food happily, praised Meizhi's cooking, and pointed at the pile of sundries on the balcony without looking back: "Turn through slowly."

"Meizhi, don't worry about him, let's eat together."

After hesitating for a while, Meizhi still sat down, and glanced at Nakahara Chuya who was trying to rummage through things on the balcony. She lowered her voice, and her brows were full of uneasiness about secretly talking about others: "Dazai, will this be unreasonable?" Great?"

"It's okay," Osamu Dazai comforted her with a relaxed face, "He won't care about this, eat it quickly, it will be cold in a while."

And after Meizhi finished eating and Osamu Dazai put the bowls and chopsticks into the dishwasher, Nakahara Nakaya was still struggling on the balcony, frowning like a puppy who couldn't find the bone he buried himself digging the dirt , a low-pressure growl sounded from his mouth.

Originally, I wanted to yell at Osamu Dazai and ask him where the files are, but when I turned around and saw Meizhi sitting on the sofa, blinking bright eyes at him, the anger was burst like bubbles, Nothing left.

So infuriating!

But it's not easy to vent!

Nakahara Chuya searched through the sundries on the balcony but couldn't find them. He seemed to realize that he had been tricked by Dazai Osamu. Just as he was about to lose his temper, the bandaged boy who was sitting on the sofa drinking tea leisurely took out a document from behind. , the acting wowed exaggeratedly: "It turns out that here, I thought I was thrown on the balcony."

Qian Bian's tone became the fuse to ignite the firecrackers, which exploded within two seconds with a bang.

Zhongyuan Zhong also couldn't bear it anymore: "Too! Slaughter!!! Rule!!!"

The bandaged boy picked out his ears, and fanned the file on his cheeks like a fan: "Don't shout so loudly, I can hear you."

Nakahara Nakaya walked in angrily. Seeing that this farce was about to develop into a big battle, Michi got up, took the document from Osamu Dazai, and handed it to him.

The anger in the eyes of the boy in the hat did not disappear, and he could even hear his heavy breathing after being teased. The girl looked at him apologetically, and when he handed the document to him, he was like a squib again, silent for a while, calming down his anger Anger took the file over.

Looking at his leaving back, Meizhi didn't say anything, Dazai Osamu had sensed her helplessness, and he raised his hand in surrender to promise: "I really didn't mean it."

Meizhi didn't intend to intervene in the way they got along. She sat back on the sofa and tried to get news about Mori Ogai from Osamu Dazai, but the boy didn't see the leader many times, and he wasn't I really want to stay with Mori Ogai.

The teenage girl was given so little information, and the more time passed, the more disturbed she became.

Maybe this sixth sense is too strong, Meizhi started to prepare for Mori Ogai's birthday, she can't wait blindly like this anymore.

The weather was cool, and Meizhi rushed to the last tram to go home. At such a late hour, when she was passing the street, she accidentally saw a figure with her back facing her in the alley and stopped.

The boy in the hat was chasing the tall and thick man. The arrogant smile on his face had not faded, and he followed the direction in which the man was running. His smile narrowed, and his slender legs lifted up to a height that only a soft limb could reach, knocking the man to the ground, lying on his stomach ten centimeters in front of the girl and not moving.

Subconsciously, he raised his leg and kicked the unconscious man's head neatly. When he caught a glimpse of the girl standing there blankly from the corner of his eye, his body stiffened immediately.