Different Maorilan

"Suddenly appeared, with the ability to heal?"

Behind the desk, Mori Ogai's eyes sank. He rested his chin in one hand, and was playing with a scalpel in the other hand. The scalpel moved smoothly between his fingers.

Osamu Dazai nodded casually: "He's still wearing a school uniform."

"Besides, Mr. Mori, he also wants to persuade you to go to school in your fancy."

Mori Ogai thought for a while: "Study is really important to children of your age, and that child is right in thinking."

"So, Mr. Mori, you admit it, right, employing child labor, oppressing minors..." Osamu Dazai smiled faintly.

"I was just forced to do nothing. Why is there a shortage of talents in the organization, especially such outstanding talents as Dazai and Chuya?" Mori Ogai put his hands down and sat up straight, "So investigate the person who treats the alien. I will leave the work of those who are capable to you, Dazai."

"It's really convincing, Mr. Mori."

-

After the port mafia members withdrew, Mao Lilan and Zhongyuan Zhong didn't stay at the bottom of the cliff for long before they heard the GSS people go to the bottom of the cliff to search for people. Lan left.

"Mr. Zhongyuan, do you have any plans for the future?" Mao Lilan asked as he walked behind Zhongyuan Zhongye.

Zhong Yuanzhong, who was leading the way ahead, also rubbed his head a little irritably: "I haven't figured it out yet, the people in GSS are not good people, and the sheep..."

"Are all the sheep members about the same age as Mr. Zhongyuan?"

"Well, the sheep were originally formed by the children in Leibo Street to survive, but now..."

"Raibo Street?" Mao Lilan heard another unique term. Before that, there was a "supernatural person", which should represent a group of people with special power in this world.

"It's the slums." Nakahara Chuya said without looking back.

"...Uh, I'm sorry."

"Why do you apologize again? Is your mantra sorry, sorry?"

"Of course not!" Mao Lilan corrected him, "I just...forget it, let's talk about you first, Mr. Zhongyuan."

"I don't have anything to say about my business. You saw it just now." Zhongyuan Zhong also stopped, and Mao Lilan also stopped, and they came to the bank of the river.

Across the river is an abandoned factory not far away. This place is very remote, and no one will pass by at ordinary times. Zhongyuan Zhong also occasionally comes here to be quiet if he is upset.

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at the calm and clear river, sat down on the grass by the river bank without paying much attention, picked up a small stone, and threw it towards the water.

Three splashes splashed one after another on the water, and Mao Lilan couldn't help applauding: "Wow, that's amazing!"

"I'll try it too!" Mao Lilan imitated Zhong Yuan and sat on the ground, picked up a small stone and threw it out towards the water.

Unfortunately, the stone sank directly with a plop.

"Ah, failed..."

"You can't throw it directly like this. If you are skilled, turn your wrist hard like this, and then throw it again, you see." Nakahara Chuya taught on the spot, and the stones flying out of his hand splashed three times on the river again. a water flower.

Mao Lilan looked carefully, and then threw it again, this time it successfully splashed two water splashes.

"You're a quick learner." Zhongyuan Zhong also boasted upon seeing this.

"Because Mr. Zhongyuan taught it in detail, I have seen it all."

"You're smart, right? Youxing is clamoring to learn, but I've taught her many times and she can't do it." Zhong Yuanzhong also said straightforwardly.

"Eh..." Mao Lilan didn't know how to respond to this, he couldn't agree with Zhong Yuan Zhong that the girl named You Xing was stupid, right?

"I'm an idiot too." Zhong Yuanzhong also leaned back directly, lying on the grass.

He looked at the sky with a rare lonely expression: "It's only now that I realize that the conflict between me and them has become so deep."

Mao Lilan didn't want him to be so depressed: "Mr. Zhongyuan, have you thought about what to do?"

"It's because I didn't think about it that I came here to think about it! The result... Damn! I don't know what to do!" Zhong Yuanzhong also hammered the grass.

"That bastard Shirose! The GSS gang has long plotted for sheep's territory. If they drive me out, who else can hold their territory? It will only be swallowed up by the GSS!" Fortunately, what he said was straightforward enough that Mao Lilan, a layman, could easily understand it.

"If it's what you said, Mr. Zhongyuan, if they didn't kill you, would the GSS drive out the members of the sheep for fear of being retaliated by you?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also took a look at Mao Lilan: "You are right, there is a possibility."

"The most likely thing for GSS to do is to immediately terminate the cooperative relationship with Yang after occupying Yang's territory, and push Shirase and the others out to make me vent my anger."

"No wonder Mr. Zhongyuan, after those men in black left, you didn't worry about their safety anymore." Mao Lilan suddenly realized. "As long as you don't retaliate against them, their lives will not be in danger except losing their territory."

How could there be no danger...

Nakahara Chuya's eyes swept over Mao Lilan's innocent face. He used to be a gravity-defying thug, and Shirase and the others had him as a useful tool to help them get into trouble everywhere. He is gone. The people they bullied will surely retaliate against them.

Zhongyuan Zhongye is not completely free from hatred for the sheep. He has devoted himself to the sheep, but what he gets is not gratitude, but more and more excessive bossing around, and a poisoned knife!

Those who take revenge on them may beat them up, or they may lose an arm or a leg, but in short, it will not make them feel better. Not taking revenge personally and saving their lives is already the last tenderness in the Central Plains.

It is absolutely impossible for him to continue to be their nanny and do cattle and horses for sheep.

But there is no need to tell Mao Lilan about these things.

At a glance, Mao Lilan knew that he was a good boy from an ordinary family, far from the mafia.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Zhongyuan, what do you think of my previous suggestion?" Mao Lilan didn't want to bring up the sadness of Zhongyuan Zhongye, so she brought up the previous topic.

"You said to go to school?" Zhong Yuan raised his eyebrows, and then told Mao Lilan directly, "I don't think so."

"Why? It is very important to study and learn knowledge! There will be teachers in the school to guide and help us—" Mao Lilan became anxious when she heard this, and hurriedly told Zhongyuan Zhongya about the benefits of going to school.

Zhong Yuanzhong also interrupted him directly: "The people in Leibo Street are all black households."

"...That, can't it be faked?" Mao Lilan asked quietly, even keeping her voice low.

Zhong Yuanzhong unconsciously opened his eyes wide, he thought Mao Lilan was a typical good boy from other people's family, but listen to what this good boy said just now.

Mao Lilan was also uncomfortable being seen by Zhongyuan Zhong. He said a little awkwardly: "Someone on my side forged the household registration and successfully entered elementary school. It seems that if you are an orphan, you can apply for household registration."

"In short, there must be a way to go to school, Mr. Zhongyuan!"

"What if I don't want to go to school? Besides, at my age, do I have to go to elementary school with a group of seven or eight-year-olds?"

"...Mr. Zhongyuan, do you really not want to go to school?" Mao Lilan pursed her lips and looked at him.

"..." Zhong Yuan sat up again with all his strength, "I know you are doing it for my own good, Maori."

Mao Lilan looked at him without speaking.

"But..." He was different from ordinary people, and Zhong Yuanzhong didn't know what to say, so he had to bypass this topic: "Let's not talk about me, Mao Li, what about your business?"

"Do you know how to return to your world?"

Mao Lilan sighed: "I don't know."

"A few days ago, about a week ago, I seemed to have encountered a similar situation. I was on a bus, but I was on the phone with my teacher. I got off the bus and went back in about 10 minutes. "

"It's been 10 minutes since you appeared." Nakahara Chuya said.

"Ah."

"Would you like to go back to the place where you appeared just now?" Zhong Yuan suggested.

"Now? Wait a minute, maybe those people are still looking for you..."

"What does that matter? I'm not injured now, and I'm not afraid of them at all. Let's go!" Zhongyuan Zhong was also very resolute. After speaking, he got up and patted off the grass leaves on his body, urging Mao Lilan to move faster.

-

After returning to the place where Mao Lilan appeared before and tried for a while, the result ended in failure, and Mao Lilan had no way to go back.

After tossing around for a while, the sky had already darkened, and Mao Lilan and Zhongyuan Zhongya, the two growing-up teenagers, were so hungry that they went down the mountain and returned to the city to find a place to eat.

The banknotes on Mao Lilan's body were different from what Zhong Yuanzhong also knew, and they couldn't be used. Naturally, the bank cards in his wallet couldn't be used either, even though he said there was a lot of money in the card.

Zhong Yuan didn't have much money on him either. He went up the mountain to talk to the person sleeping in the tomb. He was a grave sweeper, so he didn't bring any money.

A penny is hard for a hero. Just when two hungry boys were about to commit crimes for a bite to eat, Mao Lilan tried to use the change he had on his body to sell it at an automatic vending machine on the street. I bought a bottle of yogurt in the machine, and the result is very happy, the coins can be used!

Mao Lilan invited Gojo Satoru to drink milk tea before, and the milk tea shop gave him a lot of change, which came in handy now, and he and Nakahara Nakaya each carried a box of bento bought from a convenience store and ate deliciously.

Before eating, Zhongyuan Zhong also firmly said that he must invite Mao Lilan to eat this meal in the future, no matter whether Mao Lilan will come again in the future, he will never forget his promise.

"Even if you don't come back again, Maori, I will cook you a luxurious meal." Nakahara Nakaya took the yogurt that Maori Lan gave him after eating the bento, and looked at Maori Lan and said seriously.

"Eh hehe, there's no need for that, Mr. Zhongyuan." Mao Lilan smiled coyly and waved her hands quickly.

"It's just a bento. By the way, is one enough for you? How about buying another one?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also refused, but his stomach let out a groan in an embarrassing way.

Mao Lilan held back his smile, and said to Nakahara Nakaya, who was blushing and obviously embarrassed: "It's okay, Nakahara-kun, I have had the same experience as you. When you consume a lot, you will eat a lot. And youth During the growth and development period, it is very necessary to supplement nutrients, so that they can grow taller in the future."

"One of my teachers has 190, and it should be two meters with the hairstyle. I think I will at least have to be 180 in the future."

"...Well." Zhong Yuanzhong also listened to Mao Lilan's words, and the redness on his face gradually faded. At the same time, he thought to himself that he must be at least 180 tall in the future.