My brother is so fierce

"Keep an absolute distance—"

"You can't touch her, this is an order from the leader."

And the bandaged boy told him with his fist as if high above, what is the consequence of disobeying the order.

Turning a blind eye to Meizhi's representative's friendly outstretched hand, he stood in front of Meizhi: "Please tell me."

His voice was like a whisper from a dark abyss, without a trace of emotion.

Even though she was about the same age as Meizhi, she could only see a pair of dark pupils without any light, as if the indifference and defense of an adult who had suffered a lot.

That sum of money should have allowed them to leave the slums. Meizhi knew very little about this society. Although she had money, the group of orphans with no status had nowhere to go.

In the bustling city, port mafias with weapons on their waists can be seen everywhere, and there is at least one shelter in the slums, and once they go out, they may encounter more dangers and difficulties.

In order not to touch his self-esteem, Meizhi did not mention this matter, but put her hands behind her back, her shorts and shorts pajamas were put away by Mori Ogai, and she changed into a retro beige cotton nightdress, The length of the ankle almost covered the part of the skin that might be exposed, and she took a step back wearing slippers: "The balcony is too hot, come in."

The shoulder-length dry black hair moved slightly. The young man pursed his lips and looked at her face, as if he was judging what her purpose was, but there was no lying expression on the young girl's face. She seemed to be out of kindness. This makes Akutagawa, who is used to intrigue in the slums, very strange.

The young man could feel the coolness inside the door that made the cold hair explode, and the heat behind him made him instinctively yearn for that comfort, but he was still vigilant and unwilling to take a step forward.

Meizhi continued to wave at him, looked at his clothes up and down, and summoned him with another reason: "Do you want to take a bath?"

Now that the weather is so hot, no matter what you will be sweating.

Not to mention bathing in the slums, drinking water is a luxury.

And these gaps have touched the depths of the young man's heart. He has been exposed to negative things, so that now he stands there with his head bowed and not saying a word.

There seemed to be an invisible resistance.

Seeing this, Meizhi didn't notice the boy's gloom, but patted his chest: "It doesn't matter if you don't bring any clothes, I have a change here..." She looked at the sky outside, "Today is too late, tomorrow we You can go shopping... Brother is so stupid, he didn't ask you to bring clothes over."

Her words seemed to be going in an unknown direction, the boy raised his head and glanced at her, and looked away pretending to be indifferent after being discovered, Meizhi found that the boy was very awkward, so he turned around.

His breathing slowed down a beat, his gaze was like some kind of beast hiding in the darkness, staring at Meizhi's back, his dark eyes followed her back, as if trying to figure out if the girl who left was angry.

However, within two seconds, Meizhi turned her face away. She didn't close the balcony door, just opened it like this, and said to the boy, "I'll go find you clothes. You go to the bathroom by yourself. Do you know how to use it?"

Akutagawa remained silent, and when Meizhi went to the room, he took a step forward, approached the cool living room, and quietly locked the balcony door.

His pores were howling, he squinted his eyes to feel the shudder brought by this moment, and quickly broke away from such a comfortable environment.

Meizhi found out for him the pajamas that Mori Ogai hadn't worn, but it seemed a bit too big for Akutagawa, and there was no other clothes at home, so she couldn't use her own clothes for Akutagawa.

When she walked out of the room with her clothes in her arms, the boy was not in the living room. She leaned over the window and peeked out, but she didn't see anyone.

She probably didn't expect that although the young man was taciturn and looked difficult to get along with, when she thought about the bathroom, when she actually walked over, the young man had already taken off his clothes and hung them on the hooks on the wall.

Without closing the door, he pulled the white shirt out of his trousers, unbuttoned the top two buttons, and the young man grabbed the back collar and lifted it up. Under Meizhi's staring gaze, his thin back slightly arched. There were still some blue-purple wounds on the exposed skin, because when she raised her arms, she subconsciously retracted her abdomen, and a small part of the already thin trousers fell down, and she even saw a little curvature along the waistline.

Noticing something, Meizhi couldn't control her face flushing red and hastily turned around, but the boy whose head was still covered by his shirt heard the movement, his exposed black hair shifted towards Meizhi's direction, and he put on his clothes again , Realizing that her body covered with wounds might have frightened her, she didn't control her strength when pulling the shirt on the back, leaving a deep crease on it.

He didn't even dare to look at the look of fear or fear and disgust in her eyes.

But the girl just looked down at her own toes, shyly saying, "Sorry, I didn't mean to look at it."

Before Akutagawa could speak, the girl in nightgown noticed that he had put on his clothes and unbuttoned them to reveal a small section of obvious collarbone. Like a wild dog, it pierces the intruder's neck with its fangs to deliver a fatal blow.

The heat on his face dissipated a little before Meizhi walked over, stuffed his clothes into his arms, and quickly pointed out to him how to use the shower head and where to put the body wash and shampoo. Not daring to look at him, the boy only had time to see the girl's red ears, and the next second she backed out and locked the bathroom door.

Hearing the sound of water flowing in the bathroom, Meizhi returned to the room in peace.She found a new glass and poured him a glass of lemonade, then sat in the room and waited.

Mori Owai was sending her a message, and Mei Zhi lay on the soft bed with her elbows supporting her body, and replied to his message.

Akutagawa had no clothes to wear, she naturally told him: "I gave him the new pajamas I bought for my brother last time, and I will buy them for you again next time."

Mori Ogai sent a crying emoji, and got Meizhi's pouting emoji.

"He didn't bring any clothes, so there's nothing he can do." Meizhi naturally didn't know that Akutagawa was brought back by Osamu Dazai not long after he left the slum. He was too thin, so the clothes on his body didn't fit, but he didn't pick.

"I advanced his salary in advance, and let him buy it by himself tomorrow." Mori Ogai typed quickly on the other end, while Osamu Dazai stood aside with a not very good expression.

The bandaged boy was not as good at obeying the rules as Nakahara Nakaya. He stood below. When Mori Ogai turned on the monitor screen, although he only saw a little bit, Osamu Dazai still realized what it was.

A leader who does everything he can for the organization, but an elder brother with a strong desire to control, and Meizhi knows nothing about it.

What made him most dissatisfied was that Mori Ogai actually asked a slum's supernatural being to protect Meizhi, whether it was the little guy named Akutagawa who couldn't control his supernatural power, or the Russian who didn't know where he was hiding. For weak and ordinary Meizhi, they are dangerous existences.

But he arranged it like this, as if on a whim.

"You can go back, Dazai-kun." After Mori Ogai finished sending the message, he smiled like a gentle and harmless person, "Meichi's safety is also troublesome to you. The wild dog is not at ease."

With a chuckle, Osamu Dazai didn't refute. He probably knew that Mori Ogai just saw that he and Michi were too close, so he let a disobedient puppy check him, because he knew that the relationship between him and Miichi could not be fully resolved. Breaking away, using this method, I have to say that it is worthy of Mori Ogai.

"Mr. Mori," Dazai Osamu maintained the respect his subordinates should have for the leader, but his actions were perfunctory, "Then I'll go back first."

The young man crossed his fingers. He deliberately let Osamu Dazai know that he didn't want him to get too close to Michi. A mafia like them with blood on their hands and a special habit of committing suicide can be said to be a good man. A subordinate, but not a person worthy of entrusting his sister.

His younger sister should continue to be as innocent as she is now, live a carefree life without worrying about other things, and wait until the age to get married... Thinking of this, he paused again, frowned slightly and crossed out the process.

He has enough money and power to let Meizhi live a good life with him.

Then there is no need to get married.

the other end-

The pajamas I bought for Mori Ogai are indeed much bigger on Akutagawa's body. Fortunately, they are summer shorts and shorts. The V-neck makes the boy's collarbone stand out, and his slender arms and calves are exposed. His hair is wet, probably because he is worried. The water droplets on the hair would fall on the clean floor, so I wiped my hair with a towel before coming out.

There were two combs in the bathroom. Akutagawa stared at them for a while, and finally used his own hand as a comb to randomly grab a couple of combs, and walked out after being submissive.

He walked out of the bathroom with his clothes in his arms. Meizhi didn't close the door. She heard the movement and looked at the door. Akutagawa was standing there. Machine wash in dry cleaner.

But he lowered his eyes, his body exuded moisture, his skin was moist and warm, when he wanted to refuse and looked at Meizhi, his dark pupils were stained with a lot of anger because of the bath.

Therefore, it seems a little more docile.

A hoarse voice rang in her ears, as if she was annoyed at the consequences of her premature compromise: "...I can wash it myself."

If he was allowed to do his own laundry again, maybe he should take another shower.

Meizhi remembered Mori Ogai's words, she would come hard if she couldn't be soft, the boy was too stubborn and Meizhi was a little helpless, so she had to direct the boy to put the clothes into the dry cleaning machine in a commanding tone: "You have to listen to me, Put your clothes in, there is laundry detergent next to it... yes, add a little."

Sure enough, she couldn't be soft on him, otherwise it would only increase her troubles.

When Osamu Dazai opened the door with the key, the black-haired boy was standing in front of the dry cleaning machine waiting. He didn't say a word, but when he sensed the movement behind him, he turned his head sharply, and the two pairs of eyes looked at each other in the air for a moment. And moved away rather indifferently.

The boy in bandages smiled and touched the door of Meizhi's room. The girl poked her head out when she heard the voice calling her, and met Osamu Dazai face to face.

The boy's face was full of smiles, "Meizhi-chan~"

Meizhi sized him up for a while, doubting the authenticity of the smile on his face: "Have you been drinking?"

"Nope..." Osamu Dazai shrugged his shoulders, just as he raised his foot and wanted to walk in, suddenly there was a force in his waist to stop him, he let out a snort, bent over and put his elbows against his waist The black-haired boy was calm, revealing a bit of bloodthirsty ferocity.

"No..." The boy said short but serious words. Even if he was taught by the person in front of him and beaten by him, he stood in front of him without hesitation, "You are not allowed to enter this room."

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows and looked down at him, "Why not?"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke lowered his brows, "You are very dangerous, the leader said to prevent all dangerous things from approaching her."

Because of this accident, Meizhi sat up from the bed, Dazai Osamu was still watching Meizhi, and restrained his expression, but from the perspective of Akutagawa Ryunosuke, the fluffy-haired boy could see the indifference in his eyes and the irritability of being blocked.

Osamu Dazai raised his arms, as if in compromise: "Then I will back off."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke stared at him for a long time before retracting his arms, wet hair stuck to his thin cheeks, making that face even smaller.

Meizhi walked off the bed barefoot, she held on to the door frame: "Dazai?"

Then he looked at Akutagawa Ryunosuke, and explained actively: "Akutagawa-kun, Dazai is my friend, there is no need to stop him."

The black-haired boy was silent, and he didn't know whether he acquiesced to this rule or refused to answer to insist on his own subjectivity.

Osamu Dazai's eyes fell on the pajamas on him, and he felt a sense of crisis in his heart. He couldn't explain clearly, but he only knew that he was very uncomfortable. In addition to Chuya Nakahara, there was Ryunosuke Akutagawa, Miichi There were more and more people around him, and he began to change from the only friend to one of them, and this sense of gap made him subconsciously irritated.

He didn't like to use the method controlled by Mori Ogai, he retreated to advance, and tilted his head at Meizhi with a smile: "In that case, I will visit again tomorrow."

Meizhi also knew that it was getting late, she suddenly remembered the fireworks display, and stopped him again, her voice could not hide the joy of sharing: "Dazai, the fireworks display will be held in a few days... my brother said he would accompany me. "

"That's it," Dazai Osamu remembered the surveillance footage of Mori Ogai, and kept smiling, "Then it's a good thing. It's rare that Mr. Mori has time to accompany you."

Meizhi nodded vigorously, and she happily invited him, "Do you want Dazai to come together?"

The boy hesitated for a moment: "If I have time, I will accompany Meizhi."

If the Russian doesn't come out to make trouble by that time.

After Meizhi walked into the room, Osamu Dazai stared at Akutagawa who had been in a tense state with cold eyes, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "That's right, stay vigilant at all times... You'd better be alert all the time. Stay awake, if something happens to Meizhi, it will not be as simple as punishment."

Akutagawa hated this kind of preaching the most, he showed fierce eyes, as if he was going to pounce on Osamu Dazai in the next second.

Osamu Dazai didn't look back, he wasn't worried that Akutagawa would do anything, "See you tomorrow."

As Osamu Dazai said, Akutagawa sat on the sofa hugging the quilt Miichi gave him and didn't sleep all night.

And a few days later, when Meizhi got up to go to the bathroom, she just opened the door and stepped out when she found that the floor had become soft at some point.

She looked down in a daze, Akutagawa didn't know when he was lying at the door of her room, and at this moment he was opening his eyes, without struggling, letting Meizhi's feet step on his belly, without any resistance She looked like a tamed dog, looking at her and flicking its tail lightly.

Meizhi quickly retracted her feet to apologize, the boy moved his body away, and replied unconsciously that it's okay, he stroked his trampled stomach, and it didn't hurt at all.

She took back her bathrobe, and on the way, she met a ferocious wild dog, which was rushing towards her with its teeth bared.

Akutagawa stretched out his hand to stand in front of her, watching the approaching mad dog, but before he could move, the boy in the white hat passing by gave a surprised sound, threw the book in his hand, and looked at his weak body, aiming at it. It was quite accurate.

The dog was hit on the head by a few heavy books, and was howling. When it saw the murderous Akutagawa, it ran away howling with its tail between its legs.

Meizhi picked up the book on the ground, and the boy in the white hat came over and asked with concern, "Aren't you hurt?"

She handed him the book and shook her head gratefully: "I'm fine, thank you for your help."

"It's okay, it's okay," the white hat boy smiled innocently. He stared at Meizhi's face without blinking. He took a step back when he felt Akutagawa approaching, and held the book with one hand in a gentlemanly manner. She nodded and said, "Miss, the streets are not very safe these days. It's better to be careful and try to go out as little as possible."

Meizhi thanked him for his kindness, while Jie Chuan beside him stared at Tosi's face suspiciously, looking at it more fiercely than the mad dog just now, and Tosi seemed to be frightened and took two steps back, " I'll go now, see you next time."

Meizhi waved goodbye to him, saw Akutagawa's eyes and patted his arm to comfort him: "Mr. Akutagawa, not everyone is in danger, staring at others like this will scare them away."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke stared at the back of the white hat boy leaving, his sixth sense told him that this person is not so simple, but he did not make a long speech to refute Mei Zhi, "He is not normal."

Meizhi didn't try to persuade her anymore, the yukata fit her well.

On the day of the fireworks display, Mori Ogai came back as promised. He was wearing a dark blue yukata, while Meizhi’s was light yellow. The yukata matched her skin tone very well. She pulled her hair up and used petals of the same color The hairpin was pinned to the back of the head, there was no make-up on the face, just a little lip gloss, and Mori Ogai was amazed by that look.

"Sure enough, my sister looks beautiful in everything she wears." He praised without exaggeration. The boy standing next to him was wearing a light brown bathrobe and was taciturn, but after hearing Mori Ogai's words, he also raised his eyes to look in Michi's direction. past.

is very beautiful.

But he didn't say a word, just stared blankly for a while, then immediately lowered his gaze, acting like an insignificant bodyguard.

It’s not dark yet, and summer nights always darken very slowly. The streets are already bustling with people in bathrobes stopping and going. It’s still a while before the fireworks bloom. Meizhi follows Mori Ogai , being held by him and stopping in front of the booth from time to time.

Mori Ogai was very cooperative with Meizhi's needs. Here I bought a grilled squid and here I bought a cotton candy. Meizhi had a great time stepping on clogs.

Not far away, smoke and dust rose from a building that had been bombed.

"Boss, we've spotted the Russians! We've seen him!"

After Mori Ogai received the news, he glanced at Meizhi who was squatting aside to watch the goldfish, and boldly guessed that Tosi approached Meizhi and gave them a wrong direction to play them around.

"I see," he said sharply, "I'll be over in a moment."

Meizhi waved to Mori Ogai behind him, "Brother, I want to play this."

The young man knelt down, and he smiled apologetically at Meizhi: "Let Akutagawa-kun play with you, okay?"

Meizhi then turned her head and stared at him for a while, the smile on her face slowly disappeared, she looked down at the goldfish again, and nodded calmly and obediently: "Brother, go get busy, as long as Akutagawa-kun is here .”

Her tolerance made Mori Ogai sigh, rubbed the top of her hair, he stood up and stared at Akutagawa: "Protect her, and call me back after the fireworks display."

The boy nodded in response: "Yes."

The boy squatted down like Meizhi, gave the boss money and took two nets for her.

Meizhi didn't answer, so she snorted, "No more."

Not far away, a white hat could be vaguely seen moving in the crowd, approaching the direction of Meizhi.