I'm with the white moonlight of the mackerel

I didn't know what that mackerel was thinking, but I came to the neighborhood of the orphanage.

After letting the car stop at a distance, I walked towards the orphanage by myself.

The outer wall of the orphanage is surrounded by iron fences, and pedestrians can also see the inside of the orphanage from the outside.

Although it has been repaired many times, it is still a bit dilapidated, but what is more attractive than the dilapidated equipment is the smiles on the faces of the children inside.

The weather is fine today, and I can hear the children playing in the yard.

Mr. Mori, who became the director of the orphanage, also did a great job. Looking at these innocent and carefree children, I couldn't help but smile.

But when I got closer and saw clearly that the large toy that was surrounded by those children without getting angry no matter how much they tossed about was the guerrilla leader Atsushi Nakajima who was directly under the leader, the smile on my face froze.

At this time, the man who guarded the leader and deserved seppuku atonement was having a good time playing with the children, obviously enjoying it.

Now he has completely lost the murderous look of the past, and there is even a silly smile on his face.

Until he noticed my coming and met my eyes.

Obviously, such a short period of time will not let Atsushi Nakajima forget me.

After meeting my eyes, the smile on his face also subsided. He stood up and looked at me with vigilance, and fluffy and round tiger ears exploded on his head.

Although Atsushi Nakajima wanted to protect the children around him, it was obvious that the tiger ears that he made suddenly attracted the children's attention more than other actions.

After many people gave admiration, they reached out and wanted to go over to masturbate, so Atsushi Nakajima was surrounded by children like this.

Seeing him being entangled by little children and fearing that the children would get hurt so he didn't dare to resist at all, I couldn't help but want to laugh.

The white death of the port mafia, the guerrilla captain, is just a poor and harmless big white cat at the moment.

I suddenly felt that the way I was always on guard against him for fear that he would hurt Osamu Dazai was simply bullying a child.

Or to put it more clearly, I suspect that I am guarding against a mentally handicapped person.

Just when Atsushi Nakajima and I were looking at each other across an iron gate and a bunch of children, a clear female voice rang out: "Is there any guest here?"

I followed the voice and saw that the speaker was a strange woman. She was beautiful and dressed in white. She was about 20 years old.Blonde, blue-eyed, looks half-European. *

She also saw me smiling, "Xiao Zhongya, long time no see."

The blond nurse came over and opened the door for me and motioned me to go with her.

When I walked over, I hesitated for a while and asked: "Ma'am, have we met somewhere?"

The nurse didn't answer my questions until we walked inside the building together, out of sight of the children.

She stopped leading the way, and looked at me condescendingly and angrily: "I haven't seen you for four years, Xiaozhong won't remember me anymore, it really makes me sad."

Seeing her waist-throwing action, I hesitated in my heart and asked, "Are you Alice?"

If you look carefully, she is indeed the grown-up appearance of Mr. Mori's superhuman Alice.

Alice grew up, and she was even taller than me, which was a sad thing.

"That's right, I haven't seen you for a long time." As she said, Alice hugged my waist, trying to bury my face in her chest, and have a close contact with her bulging curve.

I dodged her sudden attack in embarrassment, and resisted helplessly: "Alice, if you have something to say..."

The grown-up Alice smiled, and she whispered in my ear: "I have 36D breasts, Zhong also really don't want to try?"

No, I actually don't want to at all, I want to avoid but Alice is getting closer and closer.

"Okay, Alice, don't bully Chuya." A familiar yet unfamiliar voice came, and Alice also stopped moving.

I walked past Alice and walked towards the man who made the voice. He was indeed the former leader of the port mafia who had not been seen for four years, His Excellency Mori Ogai.

Subconsciously, I took off the hat on my head and was about to kneel down to show my submission to him, but my movement was stopped by Alice: "Chuya is the leader now, why should I kneel to Rintaro."

Alice's words represented what Mr. Mori meant. I paused hesitantly and looked at him a little helplessly.

Mr. Mori looked at me and shook his head helplessly: "There will be little guys coming here at any time, if you want to say something, you should go upstairs."

He nodded to me for me to go, so I followed him into the office that belonged to the head of the orphanage.

Subconsciously, I looked at the furnishings around me. Different from the extravagant office of the head of the Port Mafia, this office of the dean is very ordinary but warm.

Medical equipment and bookshelves.There are crooked landscape paintings on the walls, which seem to have been drawn by children. *

Warm sunlight streams through the windows in the ceiling, casting a square patch of sunlight on the floor. *

You can even hear the laughter of the children downstairs. Mr. Mori looked at me with a gentle expression, without a gentle look of scrutiny or use.

Seeing Mr. Mori, the director of the orphanage like this, I can't express some of the drafts I had imagined before.

I suddenly understood Dazai's thoughts, maybe there is nothing wrong with letting Mr. Mori be the director of an orphan here.

But I came here because of my own selfishness. When I saw him, I even wanted to drag him back into the bloody storm.

Seeing what I was thinking, Mr. Mori walked up to me: "I already know about Dazai, Chuya has done a good job, you have worked hard."

He said so very gently, and reached out to touch my head.

I didn't refuse his touch, but I stiffened my body and looked at Mr. Sen like this in disbelief. He is too gentle today.

After stroking my head a few times, finding that I didn't refuse, Mr. Sen simply reached out and hugged me in his arms.

His embrace was very warm, and I subconsciously reached out and grabbed his skirt. After realizing what I was doing, I blushed and wanted to push him away.

In my shyness, Mr. Mori said with a smile: "The hair has grown a lot, and my little one has finally grown up."

Subconsciously and quietly using gravity to raise my altitude a bit, I felt guilty.

In fact, I didn't grow taller, I just made a little strategic adjustment.

After all, the only person in the world who could tell me I was cheating, reach out and poke me out of levitation to the ground and laugh at my actions was gone.