[Comprehensive Wenhao] My God Lord insists that he is an individual

The next day, Kamami Zhuri opened his eyes amidst the crisp birdsong.He sat up from the bed, touched his forehead, and felt much better.

I don't know whether it is the credit of Nakaya-chan's loving oden cooking, or the conscience of the drug manufacturer, the black-haired boy has miraculously reduced his fever.

So, great!Finally, I no longer have to eat Oden with Chuya sauce!

The first time he realized that he was already well, God Zhu Li shed tears of emotion. He stepped on the ground barefoot and walked out of the room, only to find that the young boy with red hair was facing away from him, cleaning.

Yes, today is the weekend, and it is written on the homework board that it seems to be cleaning up today?

God Zhu Li's eyes suddenly became sharp, he quietly withdrew his hand ready to say hello, tiptoed back to the bed, and put the thermometer into the hot water cup on the bedside table.

Hee hee, the plan goes through~

The black-haired young man took out the thermometer that had climbed back to 39°C. Before he could pinch it back under his arm, he felt a shadow covering the light source above his head.

"..."

God Zhu Li paused, like a machine that had been in disrepair for a long time, and raised his head inch by inch, and as expected, he met Zhongya Zhongyuan who was tapping his palm with a feather duster and his eyes were burning.

Shenshang Zhuli: "Oh, oh, huh."

Three seconds later, Shenshang Zhu knelt on the bed and apologized honestly against the big bag that was punched out, "I'm sorry, I was wrong——"

Ever since, on this day, the black-haired boy with buff, who had just recovered from a serious illness, packed all the cleaning items alone, while Zhongya Nakahara put on an apron and began to study 100 ways of delicious oden.

Godly Zhuliel Kangshou: Wait——?

By the way, from that day on, I vowed to restore my dignity, and made the most delicious oden in the world. The boy with brown hair contracted all the suppers for Zhongyuan's family in the future.

Shenshang Zhuli: You don't have to!

----------

"Hahahahaha, so that's why you came to the store to eat curry rice and never took off your hat! Hahahahahaha——"

Time went back to the curry restaurant of Oda Sakunosuke and the owner uncle. They talked about the origin of Nakahara's Oden, and the store was full of joy.

"You laugh too exaggeratedly, Uncle Shopkeeper."

Akami Akari stared at Uncle Curry who was laughing heartily, pointed at Sakunosuke Oda who was expressionless and said,

"Look at Oda-kun, how calm you are."

The calm Oda Sakunosuke: "Pfft."

The black-haired boy turned his head in shock: "Oda, you?"

"Sorry, God, I just remembered that you had a bulging head at that time, very similar to the character in Huaguo's "Gourd Baby", and I couldn't hold it back for a while."

The uncle owner suddenly let out a louder burst of laughter.

God on Zhu Li's indifferent face: "Oh, thank you so much, Oda-kun, for such a detailed description."

Oda Sakunosuke raised his water glass and made a gesture of cheering, "You're welcome."

Shenshang Zhuli: ...This guy looks honest and honest, but he is actually a natural black.

"However, having said that, it's already dinner time, why don't you have any customers in your store, uncle?"

The black-haired boy propped his chin and looked at the restaurant that still had no one there.

This question made the uncle of the curry shop who was laughing heartily one second, but his face sank in the next second, and he said in a low voice,

"It's not the recent organization. There are gossip that something terrible has happened. The streets are full of people from that side, and ordinary people don't dare to come out and wander around."

"That organization?"

Shenshang Zhuli thought for a while, and a group of black clothes with wooden warehouses appeared in his head, "Did you mean the port mafia?"

"Shh-!"

As soon as the black-haired boy said it, he saw the uncle of the shopkeeper approaching, "Keep your voice down, maybe there are eyes and ears of the port mafia here!"

"No... even if you say so..."

Kamami Shuri turned his head speechlessly, and looked at Sakunosuke Oda who was sitting beside him silently.

Isn't there just a port mafia guy sitting here?

The uncle owner of the shop looked at Sakunosuke Oda following the boy's gaze, waved his hands nonchalantly and said, "Hey, Oda is different, he is from the [Energy Saving] school."

God Zhu Li: "Energy saving?"

The uncle owner returned to the kitchen to cook curry, and it was Sakunosuke Oda who answered the black-haired boy.

"It's the low-level personnel of the port mafia. They usually collect corpses when they have something to do. They adjust the management personnel of the affiliated company, Xiaosan, and the original Shurachang. They have nothing to do. It's just worthless work."

The red-haired man snapped his fingers and said calmly.

"Well, it sounds like some headaches." Kamami Shuri followed Oda Sakunosuke's words, and thought about the work scene, especially the Shura field behind, and his scalp felt numb.

Oda Sakunosuke: "Well, you said the opposite to Dazai."

"Dazai?"

"It's the boy you brought to the store three years ago." Oda Sakunosuke paused for a moment, then said, "His name is Osamu Dazai, and he is also a member of the Port Mafia."

Well, but there is no need to talk about becoming the "leader's pocket sword".

"So it's that guy..." Shenshang Zhuli was stunned, and finally combined the one-eyed boy with bandages that he occasionally saw in the past few years and the man in the sand-colored coat from the detective agency a few years later.

In the past three years, Shenshang Zhuli seldom saw that kite-eyed boy again.

Although they all have a common friend - Oda Sakunosuke,

But just like a special arrangement, except for the occasional meeting, more often than not, just as Akami Akari left, Osamu Dazai came to find Odasaku on the back.

It can be said that the two really use Oda as the midpoint, perfectly staggered.

"Young Dazai started to enter the society so early. The port mafia is really a... scumbag organization that oppresses even child labor."

God Zhu Li said with emotion.

Shenshang Zhuli still remembered that the last time he saw Osamu Dazai was half a year ago, when he was helping Nakaya-chan to buy calcium-enriched (high) milk, when he ran into the one-eyed boy by accident.

At that time, Osamu Dazai had already changed into a standard suit, with an oversized black coat draped over his shoulders.

At that time, Osamu Dazai stopped Kamami Shuri and asked a strange question.

"God Shang-san, you said that you met a person very similar to me, what kind of person is he like?"

At that time, how did he answer?

By the way, Shenshang Zhuli remembered that what he said seemed to be, "That guy, he is a smart person whose soul brightness is only as bright as a firefly. He has a good mind, but he is quite inconspicuous."

It can be said to be quite a vicious evaluation.

But when the one-eyed boy heard it, he unexpectedly showed a little envious expression, and said, "It's as bright as a firefly, it's really unexpected."

After Osamu Dazai left these words, he left on his own, leaving behind a godly Zhu Li with question marks all over his face.

However, before the kite-eyed boy left, he added a warning that it is better not to go out recently.

Although I don't know what it means, but after returning to the shrine, the boy Kamisami cautiously asked Chuya-chan to draw lots for himself. After several times in a row, he made a decision to close the business for a while.

This made Zhongyuan Zhong, who helped to make the signature, also nervous for a long time, wishing to keep an eye on the black-haired boy all the time, lest something really happen.

"But speaking of it, I didn't expect God to have heard of the port mafia." The red-haired man said.

"Well... in some previous commissions, I heard a few words from the client."

Kamami Akari touched his head without paying much attention and said, unexpectedly, he was taken aback by Oda Sakunosuke's next words.

"Actually, it is said that there are still many rumors about you in the port Mafia."

"Eh? Really?!" The black-haired boy was extremely surprised. He didn't expect that a small person like himself would be famous in the local gangsters. Is his junk house already so famous!

The red-haired man recalled, "The main reason is that Yokohama has a very powerful [spiritual eye] or something, which can easily see through a person's future and sins."

"Ha...that's too exaggerated." Shenshang Zhu Li said with a smile.

"Well, at that time, some people mentioned that the 'spiritual eye' joined the port of Mafia and so on, but the voice disappeared soon." Oda Sakunosuke said extremely scary words as if nothing had happened.

"This is really..." The ignorant black-haired boy didn't know what to say. At this moment, he suddenly felt blessed, and a thought flashed through his mind very quickly.

"Well... just ask, Oda, when did you say this?"

Oda Sakunosuke thought for a while, and reported a rough figure, "It was about half a year ago. At that time, I had just joined the port of Mafia."

Half a year ago... Wasn't that the time when the one-eyed boy told him not to go out!

Thinking of this, the black-haired boy suddenly remembered that during that time, he seemed to often receive calls and greetings from the clients he helped in the past, Mr. Suzuki and Mr. Atobe.

At that time, Shenshang Zhuli still joked with Chuya-chan with a hoodwinked face, asking if "consumer return visits" were popular recently, and now I want to come...

Fuck!He has escaped an incredible flag!

The black-haired boy seemed to understand something, and silently wiped off a cold sweat.

Unknowingly, the hour hand has moved to the 6 position.

Shocked, Akari Akami was about to bid farewell to Sakunosuke Oda, and go home to digest the shockingly missed melon, when the sliding door of the restaurant was pulled open from the outside.

"Uncle shopkeeper, there are guests!"

The god Zhu Li just shouted to the back kitchen when he heard a person at the door say, "Zhu Li, you're home."

The black-haired boy was surprised by the familiar voice, and looked towards the door through Oda Sakunosuke, "Eh? Nakaya-chan—?! Why are you here?"

"Of course I'm here to pick you up. Who said the rice is too heavy to be carried by one person."

With a slightly deep clear voice, a red-haired boy in a middle school uniform appeared in front of Oda Sakunosuke and Kamigami Akari.

The young man named Zhongye, although he has an aggressive appearance, is surprisingly polite.

He first glanced helplessly at the silly black-haired boy, bowed slightly to Oda Saku and the shop owner who heard the movement, and said hello,

"Hello, it's the first time we meet. I'm Zhongya Zhongyuan. Zhu Li is grateful for your care."

The ochre-haired boy was full of etiquette, and Odasaku and the shopkeeper immediately returned the gift in unison.

"Where is there, Shenshang is usually very obedient and has brought us a lot of joy."

God on the side Zhu Li: "...Wait, why does this conversation sound wrong? Am I a kindergarten kid who only causes trouble!"

Nakahara Chuya, Oda Sakunosuke, and the shopkeeper uncle cast their eyes "I hope you have something" at the same time.

God Zhu Li: "..."

...Break off!I want to break up with you people!

In the end, when the red-haired boy led the aggrieved god Juli away, the uncle of the shop owner was still expressing emotion with Oda,

"Looking at it this way, I always feel that Mr. Zhongyuan is the older one, although he is a bit shorter."

"Yes." The red-haired man nodded in agreement, "Although he's a little short."

The author has something to say:

Known clues:

Without the knowledge of the god boy

Seems to have escaped the incredible branch flag

Fortunately, I have received many commissions in recent years

Helped a lot of chaebols, such as Suzuki, Atobe, etc.

Really good people get rewarded

The beginning and the end of our Zhongye sauce appear as follows

Still have to be stabbed by height

It's really capitalized [miserable]

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha