Vest Raiders Possibility of Scrapping Men

Not long after, the staff of the izakaya brought up the ordered items, and the rectangular tabletop was fully covered.

Because most of the people here are students, the drinks served are also various juice sodas. The only adult, Gojo Satoru, is very resistant to alcohol, so it is obviously in an izakaya, and there is not even a trace of alcohol on the table. .

"Hey, Ranpo-sama is already an adult~ So it's perfectly fine to drink alcohol, but that kind of thing doesn't taste good at all, so I chose soda~"

I don't know when Edogawa Ranpo, who has become familiar with Yuzu Yuhito and the others, is chatting with them. It seems that they are discussing about alcohol. Ren stared at him with wide eyes, full of disbelief.

"Is Mr. Ranpo an adult??"

"That's right~" Edogawa Ranpo smiled and shook his fingers, "By the way, Ranpo-sama is 26 this year, and he is a very reliable and mature adult. please me~”

"Eh??" Knotabagi Yuren was stunned by his words, the people in front of him seemed to be seventeen or eighteen years old at most, and he guessed boldly that they were no more than twenty at most, thinking that they were about the same age, Didn't expect it to be so big.

However, at the age of 26...

"Isn't that similar to Mr. Gojo?" Yujin Katsuobu blinked, then turned to look at Mr. Baimao on the other side, and Rose Nagizaki sat beside him and complained silently: "It's too far away, you people Do they all grow backwards like this? Teacher Wutiao doesn’t look like someone who is about to turn [-] at all, Chanyuan, do you think so too?”

She cueed the cold-faced and cool-faced brother who had been silent all the time, and Chanyuanhui, who was holding a mobile phone and didn't know what he was doing, raised her eyes, turned her eyes to look around her, and followed her words to look at the two protagonists in the topic , while looking towards Gojo Satoru, his gaze inevitably caught sight of the boy sitting next to him.

"... Ah." He responded in a deep voice, then looked away, looked down at the edited text message on the screen, and lightly pressed his thumb to send.

"...Yuhito, do you feel that this guy is extraordinarily cold today, and he is several degrees more silent than usual?" Because of the reply that can only be called aura, Kagizaki Haruhito shrank his neck exaggeratedly, and then He leaned close to Knotabagi Yujin's ear and started whispering with him.

Knotabazu Yuhito blinked, and replied: "Is it okay? It feels the same as usual?"

Nagasaki Yaqiangwei narrowed her eyes, staring suspiciously at the innocent boy beside her.

This guy...why is he pretending to be stupid?

Yuzu Yujin rubbed his nose and smiled, and handed over the plate with the roasted bird in front of him, "Would you like to try this? I checked it with my phone just now. Many people in the store's comments recommended this. It's sweet. , do you try it and see if you like it?"

"...Huh." For the sake of food, don't ask if you don't ask.

Nagasaki Wild Rose snorted, took the plate he handed over, picked up a string of roasted birds with an attractive color on it, and ate it happily.

Knotabagi Yuhito breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the quiet young man beside her, touched his nose and looked away before the other party felt it, and continued chatting with Edogawa Ranpo and the others.

Edogawa Ranpo, who saw it in his eyes, said with a smile: "Your Hitomi and you guys have a really good relationship, are you classmates at the same school?"

Knotashi Yuhito nodded, and replied: "Yes, we are classmates."

"You and Yayoi don't seem to be in the same school. What's your school like?" He tilted his head, looking as if he was simply curious, and didn't know how outrageous the person in front of him was, and Knotaba Yuhito blinked his eyes and thought for a while, A little confused, he said, "Maybe it's a religious school? It's a very small one. There are not many students in the school. There are only a few of us in the class. Because we often act together, the relationship will naturally become better... Maybe?"

"That's it." Edogawa nodded clearly, raised his finger to the very unprofessional teacher over there, and asked him: "That Mr. Gojo is Youruhito's teacher, right?"

"Hmm! Teacher Wujo is our homeroom teacher." Hirohito Tibono raised his hand and scratched his cheek, and said in a low voice with some embarrassment: "Don't look at him as unreliable, but Teacher Wujo is actually a very powerful person. I have a wish that one day I can become as powerful as Wutiao teacher, if it is really not possible, I can be a third as powerful."

Yuzu Yujin pulled a little distance between his thumb and index finger, and said with a serious expression: "I'm probably at this level now, according to Mr. Wujo..." He raised his other hand, and stretched out the index fingers of both hands, facing opposite directions He moved in the same direction until his arms were fully stretched before he nodded: "Probably that's how it feels."

"Hey~ It looks like Gojo-sensei is very powerful." Edogawa Luanpo stuffed pickles into his mouth, chewed a few times and suddenly stopped, and brought the plate with pickles to Yuzu Yuto with his hands. Beside him, "Youren, try this, it's delicious~"

"Let me see." Yuzu Yujin picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of unrecognizable pickled vegetables, and put it in his mouth without any precautions. After chewing twice, he immediately realized something was wrong.

"Isn't this ginger!"

"Hahahahaha."

On the other side of the long table, facing Ranpo Edogawa and the others, Yayoi Komyo stared numbly at the scene that was too harmonious, trying to use her eyes to send a distress message to her lovely junior and netizens The signal was not received at all.

Even his other little friend was dragged by Edogawa Ranpo to join the chat team, and he hadn't glanced at this side since just now.

Yayoi Kojima withdrew his gaze numbly, lowered his eyes, and looked at the bowls piled up in front of him, unable to get his hands on with chopsticks, and the people on both sides were still trying to increase the height of the hill.

...So, you are not going to let me eat!How to eat this special meow!

"Huh?" Gojo Satoru, who was inexplicably excited, looked at his motionless state, and tilted his head in doubt. "Yayoi, why don't you eat? You are growing up now, so you need to eat well."

Yayoi Kodai: "..." I'm afraid that if I go down with chopsticks, the mountain will collapse.

He couldn't hold back, he glanced sideways at the person who was talking beside him, and worriedly took the chopsticks to carefully pick up the top piece of meat. The whole process was in a state of fear, fearing that all the things would fall on the table accidentally.

Don't waste food, brat!

Kojiro Yayoi, who chewed the food in his mouth like the meat of the big cat beside him, didn't notice that the movement of the people around him stopped, as if someone had pressed the pause button, he maintained the posture just now and looked at him motionlessly .

The sudden rapid heartbeat seemed to jump out of his chest, Gojo Satoru couldn't help but raise his hand to hold his chest, watching the boy pick up the things in the bowl, and when he encountered something he didn't like, his pretty brows frowned slightly , with imperceptible entanglement and disgust, stuff it into your mouth, chew it casually, and swallow it directly, and then take a sip of the drink at hand to wash away the nasty taste in your mouth before your brows will relax.

When encountering the food he likes to eat, the juvenile chews it obviously for a longer time, as if savoring it carefully.

He put it on purpose, no matter if he hated it or liked it, he did it on purpose according to Ah Yue's preferences.

When he was young, when he encountered something he didn’t like, he would just put it aside and ignore it, and then he was stopped by the boy with a pretty frown. If he really didn’t want to, he would force it into his mouth, and then told him in a cold tone not to waste it food.

So he stared at the other party for a long time while eating, wanting to find a weakness, and naively retaliated back.

In the end, I found that no matter how much I hate something, that person will swallow it reluctantly, eat it clean, and then let the taste he likes fill his mouth. Like now, his expression slowly stretches, and his body also will relax.

When I eat something I like, it will be like this, with the naked eye relaxed all over my body, the indifferent eyebrows will bring a bit of joy, and the beautiful eyes will be brighter than usual.

Also, when drinking, I like to put down my chopsticks, hold it with both hands, and sip lightly with my lips. The arc of swallowing at the Adam's apple will not be too large, and the force of putting the cup is very light. Even if it falls on the glass table, it will only make a loud noise. small voice.

Even though the memories of the past have gone through a long, long time, when they appear in his mind, even the slightest details are extremely clear. The boy who was with him, the boy who was accidentally lost by himself, is sitting next to him now , fresh and within reach.

Gojo Satoru raised his slightly trembling fingers, and with extremely subtle strength, carefully grabbed the hem of the opponent's clothes, and whispered: "I found you, Ah Yue."

Xia Youjie, who was filling up the boy's drink, suddenly became sharper, sat up straight and looked over.

Gojo Satoru, who restrained his emotions, looked back with needle-like eyes on his body. The two looked at each other above Yayoi Kamiyoi's head. The already delicate atmosphere seemed to become more tense. Sparks flew like thunder.

'A month is mine. '

Gojo Wu silently made a mouth shape, as if declaring, Xia Youjie couldn't help pulling the corners of his mouth and sneering.

What about your spring and autumn dream?Ah Yue obviously belonged to him!

Suddenly feeling a chill, Yayoi Jindai couldn't help shrinking his neck, and instantly attracted the attention of the two people around him. Xia Youjie looked at him worriedly, "Yayoi, what's wrong? Is the air conditioner turned on too much?" ?” While talking, he was still looking around, trying to find the remote control to adjust the temperature of the air conditioner.

"Zi-"

Yayoi Kojiro, who was about to shake her head, suddenly heard the sound of a zipper coming from her ear. Just as she turned her head, a black coat with warm body temperature appeared on her body.

His eyes involuntarily fell on the broad palms on the shoulders, and followed the muscular arms upwards. Gojo Satoru, who was wearing a white T-shirt, bent his beautiful eyes and said with a smile: "It's not cold this way, it's okay." I brought a coat when I went out today, so Yayoi should also be careful, it will be bad if you accidentally get sick."

Yayoi God: "..."

Isn't your reaction a little too exaggerated...?Do you know what's the temperature outside now? ?

"Tsk." Due to the weather, Xia Youjie, who was only wearing a short-sleeved shirt when he went out, smacked his tongue, frowned and stared at the jacket on the young man, as if wondering whether to wear it The unknown object was torn off, but he was worried that the boy would catch a cold because of the temperature, and fell into an extremely unpleasant entanglement for a while.

The two sisters on the side also stared at them with displeasure. They didn't have any affection for these conjurers, and for the same reason, they looked at their guardians with hatred.

Yayoi Komyo who once again became the focus of attention: "..."

No, no, really no, what is this mess? ?

He moved to the side, avoiding the palms on his shoulders, took off the jacket with his backhand, turned sideways and handed it back with both hands: "Thank you, Teacher Wutiao, for your kindness, but no need, it's not cold."

"Hey~" Gojo Satoru didn't take the coat from the opponent's hand, but moved a little closer, looked at the boy eagerly, and said with a bit of aggrieved tone: "Didn't you say that Yayoi can call me by my name? Teacher Gojo That name is a bit too foreign."

This name is the most normal!I told you not to call me by my name casually, brat!We just met today! !

Yayoi Kodai looked at him expressionlessly, "You are Youruhito's teacher, you still need to pay attention to your address, otherwise it will be too rude."

"Yayoi is right." Xia Youjie who was behind Yayoi Jindai took the topic and looked over with a smile. "Teacher is such a noble profession, you still have to maintain respect for students, otherwise you will be laughed at."

After finishing speaking, he completely ignored the ocular knife thrown from the opposite side, looked at the young man and said with a smile: "Personally, I don't like those rules very much, and my identity is not that special. Yayoi can call me by my name at will, if it feels inappropriate. You can call me brother directly, you are about the same age as Nanako and the others, and you can keep in touch in the future."

...? ? ?what the hell are you talking about ?Don't just introduce random strangers to Nanako and the others, okay? !

"Ah, if that's the case, do you want to exchange mailboxes first?" Xia Youjie turned his head with a face of sudden realization, and waved to the eager-eyed girls. "Nanako, Mimiko, come over and add Yayoi's mailbox."

The eyes of the two girls lit up at the same time, they quickly took out the mobile phone from their pockets, stretched their arms and handed it over with both hands.

Yayoi Kodai, who was clearly a question sentence but had no right to refuse for some reason, opened her mouth, and the swear words that rolled to her mouth rolled back the same way when she saw the expectant expressions of the girls, and her eyes fell on the white palms of the two girls, The very old doll pendant on the side of the new mobile phone that had been changed in style made his eyelashes tremble.

It was something he gave away casually.

Protected with special care, the traces of wear and tear on it are not difficult to see how careful the two little girls are. Although so much time has passed, the doll pendant of average quality is still in good condition, but the color has faded a lot. It doesn't match the beautiful and novel new mobile phones at all.

It is obviously the age that is the most beautiful, the things that flowery girls keep at hand should be the cute and fashionable accessories of the moment, not such old gadgets that no one wants to pick up when they are dropped on the side of the road.

The sourness that gradually spread in his heart made him couldn't help pursing his lower lip, sighed in his heart, took out the mobile phone in his pocket, and exchanged contact emails with the girls with amazingly bright eyes.

The corners of Xia Youjie's mouth widened slightly, and he took out his mobile phone, and said, "Let's change it too. Yayoi can come to me anytime in the future. I have a lot of time, and I'm not as busy every day as Wu."

Gojo Satoru, who was stabbed and still being trampled on, looked at the smiling face of his old classmate, couldn't help grinding his teeth, cursed the insidious dead fox in his heart, leaned over to the boy and said pitifully: "No, it's hard to be a teacher, but Yuren and the others are very obedient, so I don't need to worry about it, so I have a lot of time, and I'm very popular, if Yayoi wants to find someone to help me, it would be better Well, they are all regular contacts, unlike some people whose origins are unknown."

"I also want to exchange contact information with Yayoi. Youren can ask me about his school affairs at any time. Yayoi has such a good relationship with him, so he must be very concerned about him, right? It will be very convenient to have contact information~"

Yayoi Kojiro: ...Not really, he and Yuren haven't seen each other for at least a year, as for the school, I really don't need to tell him, he is not Yuren's guardian!

He silently looked at the mobile phone that the two handed to him, feeling sick to his stomach.

In order to end this inexplicable party early, Yayoi Kodai exchanged contact information in silence, and was about to block it when he went back. Then he picked up the bowl and chopsticks, as if I wanted to eat, and stopped the two sides from wanting to eat. Continuing with the conversation, he caringly helped to pick up vegetables, pour water and add rice.

Whether it is Xia Youjie or Wutiao Wu, after such a long time, both mentality and character have matured and stabilized a lot. Looking at the petite and immature boy sitting next to them, they couldn't help feeling weak in their hearts, especially Wutiao. Enlightenment.

The extravagant hope once derived from jealousy seems to be realized now.

His little one, Ayue, he can hold in his arms and take good care of, and take care of everything for the young man, so that his breath and traces are everywhere around him, and he even relies on him day by day.

Regarding this, if Yayoi Komdai knew what was going on in his heart, he would definitely throw black lines and two white eyes at him,

There is no need, he is not short to that extent, a brat who is neither big nor small.

……

On the other side of the ocean coast, in a racetrack with a lively atmosphere, the black-haired man who was mixed in the crowd and looked a bit out of place against the surrounding passers-by threw away the lottery ticket in his hand with a disgusted face, and the people around him were discussing excitedly Looking at how much money he had won, the man who had lost most of the reward for this mission couldn't help but feel a little more murderous in his eyes.

Ding dong several times, the phone in his pocket heard a text message notification, he curled his lips, and took out his phone in displeasure, the nickname on the text message made him raise his eyebrows, and flirtatiously blew With a whistle, the unhappy expression on his face was swept away, and he opened with a little more interest.

The brat actually sent him a message, is it going to rain red?

While muttering in his heart, he clicked on the email, and his casual and decadent aura suddenly became sharp when he saw the photos attached to it. He sat upright on the chair, slid his fingers on the screen, and clicked on the photos sent from above one by one. , zoom in, zoom out, and then scroll down to see the short message at the end.

【is it him? 】

The man's frowned brows gradually loosened. Looking at the white hair sticking to the boy's side in the picture, the corner of his mouth slowly opened a bloody arc, and he tapped the on-screen keyboard to send a message back. Get up.

[Tell that idiot Bai Mao to go away, I will go back immediately. 】

Inside the pub.

After receiving the text message, Zen Yuanhui opened his eyes, his brows were frowned because of the above words, but his heart was a little more relaxed as if a boulder had fallen. He slowly raised his head, looked sideways at the direction not far away, dazed He looked at the boy with black hair and golden eyes.

It's really him.

My childhood memories are actually a little blurry, but I just vaguely remember that there was a person in my memory who would come with just a phone call when he was most helpless.

It's just that there are still photos of the teenager at home, in the most conspicuous place, the family portrait with him and his parents when he was young.

His mother would often mention to him that he had a stupid uncle, because he was too stupid, so he lost himself, got lost far, far away, and didn't know when he would be able to return home.

He knew who that person was, and he also knew what that distant place referred to, so when the other person appeared in front of his eyes, he felt unbelievable.

Or maybe it's just people in the world who happen to look alike?

After experiencing the initial shock, he kept persuading himself in his heart until the arrival of Mr. Wutiao and his abnormal reaction.

Chanyuan Hui slowly retracted his gaze, lowered his eyes, tapped on the phone with his finger, opened the photo album, found the bottom picture, and clicked to open it.

The teenager who seemed to be a little more mature than now was lying on the sofa, with a huddled self on his lap. Their faces were all painted with strange graffiti, which was the masterpiece of his unscrupulous father.

Zen Yuanhui looked at the photo quietly, and breathed out silently.

……

The party where only one person had a numb scalp was finally over. It was almost 06:30 in the evening, and Yayoi Kojiro proposed that she wanted to go home early.

Because of the exchange of contact information, Wujo Satoru, who knew that he would not be able to do anything else, did not do anything to force him to stay. He still had a little thought in his mind, so he nodded very simply in order to gain favorability.

A group of people who were full of food and drink walked out of the izakaya, looking at the red clouds and sky in the sky, Yayoi Komdai breathed a sigh of relief.

Yeah, it's finally over.

That guy, Luanbu, was actually watching the show the whole time!

Yayoi Jindai gritted his teeth secretly, the snack coupons that he originally planned to give to the other party were firmly stuffed back by him.

"That..." The black-haired boy walked up to him, and Yayoi Kodai was stunned for a moment, watching the boy bent down towards him, while introducing himself, "Hello, my name is Zenyuan Hui."

... Zen garden ... Hui ...?

Yayoi Kojiro's eyes slowly widened, and she looked at the boy who was even taller than herself with some disbelief, and cursed words rolled out of her mouth.

Grass!Is this fucking reasonable? !Why is Huidu so big, even taller than him!

"I have always, really wanted to see you." The young man looked at him quietly, with no expression on his face, but a very solemn tone. "Long time no see, Yueyue."

Yayoi God: ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

Because of the boy's words, Yayoi Komise stared at the other person in a daze, without noticing the figure approaching beside him.

The pink-haired boy looked at them curiously from the side. He was about to speak when his fingers accidentally touched the other party's retreat, and his eyes went dark for a moment. Falling figure.

"Wait, senior??"

The author has something to say:

Hui: Beat our teammates hard.

Brother Sheng:? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

The uncle who has been holding back all afternoon: Heh:) You have had enough fun, shouldn't it be me too?

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Ah, this period of time is not counted as Gagen, and I don’t have much time today (falls to the ground)

I just want to say that if you make a long comment, I still count, but I hope you don’t drive. JJ is stricter now, and I hope everyone can build a harmonious comment area (peaceful)

Jiageng is still the same, 1000 nutrient solution, 100 mines, 1 thousand-word long comment, driving and making up the word count are not counted, that's about it, bobo.

By the way, push my column to receive in advance, if you have time, you can talk about it, if you like it, you can bookmark the author or something (the little face is flushed) hehe~