Writer saves the world

It has been raining since noon.

Thunder roared and heavy rain poured down, and the gloomy clouds rolled over to submerge the city. A few minutes ago, the clear sky darkened in the blink of an eye, and the air was condensed with heavy moisture that made it hard to breathe under the low pressure.

Obviously, the weather forecast will be sunny all day today.

"Snapped."

Oda Sakunosuke turned on the lamp, and wrapped himself in the thick padded jacket.This is second-hand clothing he found in a nearby thrift store. The price is cheap and the workmanship is excellent. It is as warm and comfortable as wrapping yourself in a quilt. Not on the disadvantages.

"Google."

The small kettle next to the kotatsu was opened by the water vapor. Oda Sakunosuke filled the thermos cup with tea leaves, stretched and yawned slowly as he smelled the slowly spreading fragrance of tea. .

On the table besides his manuscript paper thermos cup, there is also a can of nutritional milk powder, which is a high-end imported product that Erye Tingming bought from a big shopping mall in Tokyo.It is said to be a pure natural milk source with rich nutrition, increased calcium supplementation and enhanced immunity, etc., including Erye Tingming's caring heart for teenagers and children--Oda Sakunosuke expressed his appreciation for this, and a large can is placed on the table. It was never opened at all.

He is very satisfied with his height, and he doesn't need to drink this kind of sweet milk powder to help children.Oda Sakunosuke thought, pushing the milk powder a little further.

Through the not-so-sound-proof walls of the warehouse, the sound of soldiers packing up goods outside can be heard.Because the weather is good during this period, some goods are directly piled outside waiting to be put into the warehouse, and some warehouses take out the old goods at the bottom of the box to bask in the sun. Who would have thought that the weather forecast could be so unreliable? Unpredictable heavy rain poured down.

The people who are busy outside in the heavy rain are basically the low-level members of the club. When Oda Sakunosuke returns to the warehouse, he often encounters a few, in twos and threes with loose suits and unshaven beards. Apart from working, he is smoking a cigarette in a daze, guarding the door or chatting. To kill time, even young people look like they have been honed by life.

It looked so pathetic.

Oda Sakunosuke couldn't help but have this thought. He rarely noticed these people before, and there were no threatening background characters in the mission, but he took a second look and listened to it on the road...

He couldn't help wasting a lot of time on observing the little punks outside.

They're like characters in a book, but wonderfully living beside him, and Oda Sakunosuke is like that slice of life they've lived nearby.

Some people came, some died, some were promoted and raised, and some went back to their hometown to farm. Oda Sakunosuke sometimes eavesdropped on their gossip or vulgar jokes, and felt that these people were better than the politicians, stars and capitalists he had killed. Lively and interesting.

So he decided to write for more than a month, read many masterpieces that he couldn't read outside, and bought a lot of writing guides. He even carefully read "General Discourse" and "Spiritual Essence" on Erye Tingming's bookshelf. I read it many times, and in the end, I didn't write half a word of elegant literature on the manuscript paper, only memorized most of the melon-eating literature of the punks, many of which were still colored to be harmonious.

Oda Sakunosuke himself never thought that he would be such a person who loves to gossip, you love him, he loves her, Xiaosan, Xiaos[-], [-] heard so much that when Erye Tingming braved the heavy rain to hug a When the child rushed in, the three characters "illegitimate child" flashed like neon lights in his head.

So while passing a towel to Erye Tingming, he asked straightforwardly, "Your?"

"I picked it up." Erye Tingming replied.He took off his dripping coat, revealing the flushed face of Zhong Yuan in his arms.The cubs brought back by him covered in clothes were not exposed to the rain much, only because they were a little frightened when they were suddenly released from the coat, and there was a strong wind blowing like glass.

"His name is Zhongya Zhongya." Erye Tingming rubbed the cub's withered and knotted orange hair, and began to pick at his military coat that he had been wearing for an unknown amount of time. The cat resisted the sound of taking a bath. After a thunder that made people feel scalp-numbing, Oda Sakunosuke's thermos, kettle, table lamp, induction cooker, etc. were either scrapped under the weight of gravity, or became floating objects in the air.

Even Perfect Clothes activated for a moment, telling him to retreat in time to avoid the attack of boiling water pouring down on his face from the kettle.

It was really just a moment of lightning and thunder, and more than half of the small comfortable nest arranged by Oda Sakunosuke's ant move was destroyed.

"..." Erye Tingming rubbed his forehead, experiencing the feeling of a human headache.

That's why he didn't want to take over the god cubs. This is simply a humanoid self-propelled house demolition machine, plus the source of abnormal weather-look at the posture of the heavy wind and rain outside that is about to flood Yokohama, who would have thought that the source of everything is only half of it Dry and moldy, eating the side of the bread will cause diarrhea.

Just fucking outrageous.

Zhongyuan Zhong also seemed to sense that Erye Tingming was in a bad mood, so he puffed up his face and moaned and complained.

What happened to the side of the bread? It took him so long to dig through the trash to pull out such a piece of bread that hadn't been picked up. The child is hungry!If you're so hungry, you'll have nothing but moldy bread.

Erye Tingming, who has been on the verge of starvation for a long time, refused to comment—even if he was starved to death, he also rejected the garbage literature like moldy bread.

Oda Sakunosuke knew nothing about this silent confrontation, he just observed Nakahara Naka's face, which was also blue with cold, and then hurriedly took off his thick padded jacket to put on the whining cub, and found out who was not covered by the cub. The affected heater wiped the ashes and turned it on, blowing at Nakahara Nakaya, and automatically and consciously assumed the role of child-rearing support.

The thick padded jacket he just took off is still warm, and Oda Sakunosuke just got out of the warm kotatsu again. The dryness and warmth exudes a faint fragrance of detergent, which makes Nakahara forget the unsuitable smell in a second. old clothes.

"pa..." Nakahara also rubbed against the padded jacket, and he didn't resist being put into the kotatsu by Oda Sakunosuke. He just curled up and narrowed his eyes comfortably, and snored twice softly.

This reaction is the same as Oda Sakunosuke's cognition, saving people is no different from saving cats.When he picked up Erye Tingming who was lying down in the alley, he scrubbed him clean and stuffed him into the bed, Erye Tingming almost had the same reaction.

Back then, Oda Sakunosuke fed a bottle of glucose to Erye Teimaki who passed out from starvation, and now he has a can of date-fresh, nutritious sweet milk powder in his hand.

The biggest advantage of being stationed in the warehouse is Oda Sakunosuke, that is, he took it for granted that Tingming Erye picked up a child, as if it was a predetermined plot that he knew 800 years in advance.

As a matter of course, even when he turned around and saw Erye Tingming give the cub the obviously inedible gemstone as a pacifier, and the cub was sucking and licking vigorously, and his body glowed abnormally—this kind of other people After seeing the scene where the police were about to be called, Oda Sakunosuke just held up the milk powder he had soaked and asked pragmatically, "Can he drink the milk powder?"

"Yes, his body is still basically a human structure." Erye Tingming replied.Nakahara Chuya's head had already turned to the cup exuding the sweet milk smell in the assistant of Oda Sakuyuki, his eyes were fixed on the cup, and he was grinding the hard gemstone in his hand with the tip of his teeth more vigorously.

The gemstone smells delicious, but it doesn't actually have any taste. It's only because of its rich energy that he instinctively licks it for supplies, while the child's instinct tells him that the things in that cup are more delicious.

Oda Sakunosuke selectively ignored Futaba Tingming's description of the cub's problems, squatted down and put the cup in front of Nakahara Chuya, and made a gesture of holding the cup to drink water with the other hand, "You can drink by yourself drink?"

Seven or eight-year-old children should have enough self-care ability, but whether a seven or eight-year-old cub with a suspected non-human appearance has self-care ability, Oda Sakunosuke deduced from Nakahara Chuya's performance, felt that this matter is open to question.

Facts have indeed proved that drinking milk from a cup is not self-taught. If it weren’t for Oda Sakunosuke helping to hold the cup, most of the milk powder in the cup would be contributed to the clothes and the floor.

After eating the sweet milk powder, the cub hugged his stomach and burped in satisfaction. He was soothed by the little emotion of leaving the familiar place, and soon nestled in the warm kotatsu It became a lump, the eyelids blinked and couldn't open, and they looked sleepy and didn't want to sleep.

Oda Sakunosuke reached out and poked him on the cheek, and made a (think) reasonable guess about the cub's identity, "Is he a cat demon?"

This coat color, these eyes, this cat kicks its hands, what a standard little orange cat with blue eyes.

"Yeah." Futaba Tingming made a single sound, and continued without waiting for Oda Sakunosuke to be happy, "I didn't expect you to be quite in line with your age in terms of imagination."

Erye Tingming paused for a moment, and added an explanation of Zhongye's origin in the Central Plains: "The raw material of his body is human beings, and his form of existence will not change much within three to five hundred years. Basically, you treat him as a Human cubs with powerful supernatural powers can be raised.”

"However, if you can establish a cat cat sect, build a cat cat shrine, and convince at least [-]% of Yokohama's population that their god is a cat, you should be able to see him grow cat ears before you die of old age."

Oda Sakunosuke put down his hand pinching the baby's fat cheeks, stared at Futaba Tingming earnestly, and after three seconds, he realized that this person was not joking, but was really offering him advice on turning the cub into a real cat.

"No need." Oda Sakunosuke sincerely said to Futaba Tingming, "But I bought a new book recently, I think you can read it."

He wasn't joking either, he really thought that Erye Tingming should read his newly bought "Social Methods of the Monkey City".

Sakunosuke Oda swears that he didn't mean Futaba Tingming KY. Strictly speaking, Futaba Tingming has good social skills, and with the addition of excellent appearance, he can easily leave a pretty good impression on people— —But once this kind of strange non-daily scene occurs, Erye Tingming will unconsciously reveal his abnormal side, whether it is speaking or reacting, there will be quite a big problem.

Oda Sakunosuke listened to the gossip from the brother in the warehouse next door that Futaba Tingming was chasing a casino guard recently. It is said that the other party is young and beautiful and has supernatural powers. He has a bright future in the port of Mafia and will soon be promoted to the headquarters.

Since it is in the process of pursuing love, Oda Sakunosuke feels from the bottom of his heart that it is better for Futaba Tingming to learn how humans should react normally when faced with certain special situations.

For example, if you pick up a cub, you don't just put the cub into the hands of an innocent passer-by, you have to bathe and feed him and build a cat bed for him (?).And The Divine Comedy is by no means a bedtime story for young children.

No, neither is The Book of Ancient Matters.

The end result of a lot of tossing was that Oda Sakunosuke drove Futaba Teimaki out to buy parenting supplies, while he sat next to Nakahara Nakaya and sighed wearily, while patting the sleepy cub, While flipping through the bedtime reading I picked from the bookshelf.

"Grandma Xue has gone far away. With a pair of cat ears and gray and disheveled hair, Grandma Xue has gone far, far away over the dazzling cirrus clouds in the mountains to the west..."

The voice of the juvenile voice-changing period is hoarse and gentle, like a tide coming from a far, far away place, washing away the cold and hungry wanderings of Leibo Street far away, and remembering the terrible explosion at the beginning is like a cloud of fire color.

Go to sleep, go to sleep.

When you wake up, everything seems new.