My brother is so fierce

She babbled, and the old butler, who was greeting the guests in the living room, secretly thought something was wrong, so he quickened his pace and walked towards the garden.

And when he hurried over, Meizhi closed her eyes tightly and fell into the arms of the red-haired boy. She firmly grasped the boy's neatly ironed shirt with her soft little hands, so strong that she left behind. A pleat print.

[Family degree: -10 points]

Meizhi opened her eyes:? ? ?She just came!

[System Reminder: After half an hour, if the family relationship has not returned to 0 or above, the host will become weak and the countdown will be 0 minutes. 】

Meizhi raised her face, it was the first time she looked at the world, and the person holding her was looking down at her with a smile, his slender eyes were emotionless, and the degree of family affection this time made Meizhi realize that the world is getting more and more Difficult.

His gaze stayed on Meizhi in his arms. The little girl was white and tender, her eyes clear and reflected his appearance. He was looking forward to what she would say in front of the housekeeper this time, and maybe she would cry again in fear. Huddled in the butler's arms and said some innocent and cruel words, so that he was reprimanded and punished by his father?

And why did he continue to do this knowing the consequences, Hisoka tilted his head and thought for a while, maybe this kind of life is too ordinary, so boring that he wants to do something to make life more interesting.

The butler walked over as usual, because his habitual face made the nasolabial folds particularly deep. He was wearing a black suit and half-rimmed glasses. Thinking of the scene he had just seen, he looked at him disapprovingly: "West Master Suo, Miss Meizhi is only three years old, so she can't do such a dangerous move."

"I know~" the short red-haired boy replied with a smile, he held up Meizhi in his arms to show him, "But I caught her, are you questioning my ability?"

For Saitosuke, who is a housekeeper, this is something that must not be crossed.

He lowered his head: "Master Hisoka, I didn't mean that."

Originally according to the sequence in Hisoka's memory, the crying bag in her arms would eagerly stretch out her arms when she saw the butler, crying to hug her. Compared with her own brother, she liked the gentle butler more.

This is also understandable.

After waiting for a while, Meizhi didn't intend to reach out her hand, Hisoka took a look at her, Meizhi didn't cry, she was holding her hand and was looking at him curiously with big eyes, especially after seeing his sight , smiled sweetly at him for the first time.

Just like the apples he usually eats, they are red and sweet, and after one bite, the sweet fruity taste fills the mouth, it is extremely delicious.

The red-haired boy stared at her for a while, as if judging whether he was going to do something this time, but he felt that the noisy and crying sister in his arms would not have such an IQ to deceive him. Taking it back again, the butler just raised the hand that was about to take it and dropped it in the air. After seeing this, he put it down silently.

"Crying bag," Hisoka's face has not yet faded from the baby fat, and his red hair is particularly dazzling. Meizhi blinked when he heard him address her, and followed up with a childish voice: "Crying bag~ "

[Family degree: -5 points]

Something was poking her cheek, Meizhi frowned and looked down, she stretched out her hand to grab it, Hisoka was poking happily, the bullying child moved slowly and couldn't keep up with the speed, poking her face from various angles, Have fun.

Meizhi couldn't catch the troublesome hand, she wrinkled her face and stretched out her two hands to grab it, but she couldn't keep up with Hisoka's speed.

so bullying...

Meizhi frowned and looked at him earnestly. She was nestled in the boy's arms. At this moment, his eyes almost fell on her cheeks, perhaps because he liked to make her angry. His slender eyes Slightly tilted, showing a playful nature.

His face was poked by something soft, Hisoka hummed suspiciously, and found that his sister ten years younger was unexpectedly calm, and stretched out her hands to cover his cheeks.

Then--

It took a little effort to squeeze in the middle!

The puckered lips were like the mouth of a goldfish, and the boy's eyes flashed with surprise, and seeing that he didn't resist, Meizhi squeaked into his arms and laughed.

She seemed to be affected by her three-year-old body, and she fell into the fighting spirit between children, bending her eyebrows and shouting at him: "Crying bag~"

[Family degree: -2 points]

Hisoka shrunk back to save his own face, he had sinister thoughts, knowing that his hand was five centimeters short of what she could reach, he supported her creaking nest and lifted it up.

"You are the crybag~" Hisoka corrected seriously, and found that the butler was still standing aside as if waiting for something, and turned his gaze, "You are not needed here, Saito."

He is obviously a teenager, when he gave orders to the housekeeper coldly, the coercion of the superiors released from him was already too much for a rest.

Saito lowered his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes, he paused when he glanced at Meizhi's dangling little feet lifted by Hisoka, and then replied: "Yes, Master Hisoka."

As soon as the butler left, Hisoka looked at Meizhi with a playful smile: "Meizhi, do you want to continue playing high and low~"

Meizhi stroked the small leather shoes, and refused without thinking: "No."

"Meizhi is a bad child." Hisoka uttered this sentence, but he didn't force her to really play high and tall. Although he didn't hug her much, he learned quickly, and Meizhi nestled in his On the shoulder, he obediently did not make trouble anymore, which made Hisoka very satisfied.

Be good when you should be good, and save him a lot of trouble.

[Family degree: 0 points]

Hearing this reminder, Meizhi was relieved.

Maybe it's because the days of comfort have passed for too long, and she hasn't felt the sense of urgency of being controlled by family affection for a long time.

When she was lying on her shoulders, she tried hard to think about the things in the previous world, but after thinking about it for a while, she couldn't remember much except for the names of the characters.

[The system has been upgraded, and each world experienced has been sorted out. If you want to look back, you can click on the world name to choose to watch the past and future development. 】

Has it become more advanced?Meizhi hugged Hisoka tightly in surprise, and the red-haired boy patted her little butt: "Do you want to strangle brother to death? Even Meizhi can't do it~"

Meizhi stopped her hand just as she was about to touch the next world. She let go of her arm and supported his shoulder to see his expression. Strength can't cause him any harm, and then he pokes his cheek with confidence: "No."

The degree of family affection slowly jumped up two points, but it was only two points.

Meizhi lives in a good environment, with a bungalow garden, and a pink room that belongs to her alone. There are all kinds of dolls and toys in it, and the skirts in the closet are almost different styles. It can be seen that she is quite favored.

Perhaps it is because her black hair is inherited from the mother who died young, and the red-haired father who is exactly the same as Hisoka loves her too much, which is why Hisoka's family affection is negative because of her being locked up.

After the maid took a bath for her, she seemed to be dressed as a present waiting to be unwrapped and nestled on the head of the bed, wearing a cute nightgown, her wet eyelashes still wet, staring at her with moist and clean eyes Sometimes, it seems that the fatigue of the day can be healed.

The butler tucked the quilt for her. Her cheeks were swollen, and she was stained with a healthy pink after bathing. Meizhi lay on the bed obediently, and reached out to grab the finger that the butler tapped on her nose. Her age caused her to Compared with the butler's fingers, his fingers were extremely small and tender.

When she grabbed Saito, the butler was almost defeated by such an intimate gesture.

She tries to act like a three-year-old, "Can I go to bed later?"

"Why, Miss Meizhi?" the housekeeper asked her softly.

Meizhi muttered, her rationality was telling her to seize every minute and every second now, otherwise the time of this task would be infinitely extended.

So she looked at the housekeeper expectantly, and softened her tone: "Meizhi wants to see brother, okay?"

A three-year-old child can already speak fluently. When she asks such a question cutely, almost no one can refuse such a request.

The butler is a calm man. He wiped the water droplets on Meizhi's forehead with his thumb, "But it's late now, isn't Miss sleepy?"

"Not sleepy." In fact, this body was already too sleepy. She suppressed the yawn that was about to burst out, opened her eyes wide open pretending to be energetic, shook his fingers and insisted, "Are you okay?"

What answered her was the movement of the man inserting his hand into the quilt to hold her up. Because it was summer, he didn't have to worry that the weather would be too cold at night and cause her to catch a cold, but he still dutifully put a cloth towel on her body. His voice was like his This person showed the same calmness and trustworthiness: "Of course, it is my honor to serve you."

Meizhi was amused by him, nestled in his arms and started to giggle.

Out of professional habits, the corners of Saito's mouth were soon smoothed out.His steps were steady, and Hisoka's room was not far away. When he was standing in front of the door and was about to knock, Meizhi stopped his movement, and knocked on the door twice with his hands clenched into a fist, lying on the door and shouting: "Brother~"

There was no response in the room for a long time, Meizhi knocked twice more, and this time finally got a response.

Hisoka, who had already changed into pajamas, unscrewed the door, his hairstyle was messier than in the daytime, perhaps because he had just taken a shower, his face had a little more life, giving people an illusion of approachability.

"I don't have any milk to drink here~" He stood at the door and didn't seem to intend to let the butler come in. "I believe the butler should know the etiquette of the Morrow family better than me, right?"

This is what it means to blame Saito.

The man in the suit immediately bowed his head and apologized: "It's my fault, I'm sorry for disturbing your rest so late."

"It's Meizhi who wants to come..." The little girl covered the butler's mouth and explained, she found that the subconscious behavior of this body was faster than her brain, Meizhi wanted to withdraw her hand embarrassingly, Hisoka beat her Quicker patted her on the back of the hand, although it didn't hurt, but what happened was too unexpected, Meizhi let out a groan, retracted her hand to cover her bosom a little aggrieved, and stared at him with wide eyes.

The person holding her froze, and he stopped when he wanted to say something.

The master's children are not within the scope of his discipline, including when the eldest son teaches the younger sister, he can't intervene at all.

"Don't touch everything, and you're not afraid of getting dirty." Hisoka taught her bluntly, without showing any face to Saito, staring at Meizhi's blank expression with his slender eyebrows, he simply reached out and hugged her from the butler's arms , and when she was about to turn her head to look at Saito, Hisoka took a step back and closed the door.

Meizhi kicked her legs in mid-air, looked at him with clear eyes and asked, "Huh?"

Hisoka stared at her black hair for a while, then returned to his indifferent look, and put her on the side of his bed.

He took out a piece of chewing gum from the table and chewed it gracefully in his mouth. Meizhi sat on the edge of the bed shaking her calf, watching the bubbles he spit out, feeling a little greedy.

Swear to God, she's really only hungry because of the instinctive reaction of this body, she doesn't like eating these things at all.

Spotting her gaze, Hisoka came over to chew in front of her, bent down and spit a bubble in front of her.

Meizhi smiled at him with her eyes bent: "It's fun~"

"Does Meizhi want to eat it?" Hisoka found his interest. He didn't seem to know the possible consequences of giving chewing gum to a three-year-old child. Fortunately, the three-year-old body is not a three-year-old soul. Meizhi can't wait. Nodded, "I want to eat."

"what--"

Meizhi followed Hisoka and opened her mouth: "Ah~"

The child's mouth was a healthy pink, and the corn-like delicate teeth were cute and cute. He put a piece of chewing gum in her mouth, and Meizhi closed her mouth and began to chew with her cheeks puffed out.

It is fruity, sweet and chewy.

The two siblings sat by the bed and chewed gum. Meizhi imitated Hisoka to blow bubbles, but failed several times. Hisoka pinched her cheek and forced her to open her mouth. Stretch your fingers in and check it out: "Why are you so stupid?"

Meizhi patted his hand arrogantly, she chewed the gum seriously, her eyes were focused, she pressed the gum with her tongue, and exhaled jerkyly——

"Snapped--!"

The very soft sound of popping bubbles resounded in the room, Meizhi's eyes lit up, she turned her head and waited expectantly for Hisoka's praise.

"It's awesome," Hisoka rubbed the top of her hair, blowing out a big bubble casually, and raised his eyebrows after releasing it for her to see, "It should be like this~"

It wasn't until Meizhi chewed that her cheeks ached that she blew out a similar bubble. At this time, she was already swept away by sleepiness, and her eyelids began to fight.

The butler was already waiting at the door, Hisoka embraced Meizhi who was lying on him and had already fallen asleep, turned the door and glanced at the butler, and walked around him to Meizhi's room.

The butler followed behind without saying a word.

Meizhi had a very long dream. She saw a black-haired man squatting in front of the tomb. She walked over and saw her photo was pasted on it.

"Meichi, I will catch him..."

Who is he?

Meizhi seemed unable to leave the tomb. She saw the bloodshot eyes of the boy covered in bandages. He stroked the tombstone for a long while without speaking.

After a while, I heard him chuckle.

"Sometimes I think I'm dreaming," the boy in the bandage rubbed the words engraved on it with his fingertips, and continued as if reminiscing about the past, as if he saw Meizhi standing aside, "You didn't give me anything. I stayed without even saying a word... Meizhi, I'm angry."

Meizhi felt that this boy called Osamu Dazai was very sad, but she could only watch him fall silent, and then left here alone when night fell.

A large bouquet of flowers was left in front of the tombstone, which was her favorite hydrangea.

This dream was so long, Meizhi yawned, and not long after, a boy wearing a white hat slowly walked over.

He seemed to be prepared, Meizhi took two steps back and saw that this guy started digging a grave!