Writer saves the world

When Erye Tingming returned to Rimbaud's room with the cooked porridge, the room was calm and warm.

Rimbaud was sleepy under the quilt, his long black hair scattered on the pillow.Zhong Yuanzhong was also sitting by the bed, holding the book "Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea" that Erye Tingming had lent to Rimbaud, and read it vigorously. While reading it, his buttocks were wriggling restlessly, as if he couldn't sit still.

A little bright light from the narrow window fell on his orange hair, and his eyes were also bright and full of brilliance, just like the little sunflowers growing in the house. The colors are lively, bright and warm, making the whole room alive .

Erye Tingming cooked porridge with shredded chicken and chopped green vegetables. The aroma of the food woke Rimbaud from his half-dream and half-awake state. He sat up clutching his dizzy head, trying to get from the bed to the table Have a meal.

He was only allowed to eat on the bed because of illness when he was very young, although Erye Tingming prepared a tray for him, Rimbaud still didn't want to sit on the bed and drink porridge.

Zhong Yuan Zhong also saw him sitting up, actively raising his hand to take on the glorious task of feeding the patient, Erye Tingming put down the bowl and asked the patient for his opinion—seriously, who can refuse to show you his cute hairy belly What about the cubs of (bu).

Lan Bo wrapped the padded jacket that Erye Tingming handed him, and bent over according to the cub's height.Zhong Yuanzhong also scooped up a spoonful of porridge with a spoon, and blew the hot air knowingly, then raised it to Rimbaud's mouth to watch him drink it, and asked again and again: "Is it delicious?"

Rimbaud couldn't taste the taste of porridge, and the food he took in didn't go down, and it disappeared into the golden cube hidden under his tongue without a sound, but he still praised Chuya Nakahara: "Yeah ,tastes good."

It's just that it's really inconvenient for him to operate, and it's quite difficult to bend over all the time.

"Okay, let my brother eat it by himself." Erye Tingming told the child to confiscate the spoon after the addiction was over, and carried Zhongyuan Zhongya down to tell him to drink milk by himself - when he was cooking the porridge just now, he also By the way, I warmed up the milk in Nakahara Nakaya's backpack, which is the favorite of children.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also very moved, but he still wanted to complete the task of feeding himself very responsibly, and after being persuaded by Rimbaud tactfully, he drooped his ears unhappily, and sat in the corner of the room to drink angry milk .

"Leave him alone." Erye Tingming handed the spoon to Rimbaud, who already has a lot of experience in dealing with children's tantrums, "He'll be fine in a while."

Rimbaud looked again at Zhongyuan Zhongye, who had his back turned to them. He stared at the porridge in the bowl as if he was studying some magical animal. He smiled and said, "You raised him very well."

It was so good that he knew for the first time that the artificial supernatural body would have such a lively and emotional side.

Erye Tingming said: "It's not bad, he's easy to raise."

Rimbaud smiled and said nothing.He had a tired and tired look on his face, and he looked like he was about to fall asleep while sitting there blinking his eyes. Although he was trying to keep Erye Tingming on his mouth, they would sit for a while, and the winking guests knew that they should go people.

Eryeting called Zhongyuan Zhongya to say goodbye to Rimbaud, put away the tableware on the table, and prepared to take it down and wash it off together when they were about to leave.

The bowls and spoons were lent by Mr. Kindaichi downstairs in friendship. From time to time, that gentleman would have friends come over for a meal, and prepared several tableware in the kitchen.

"Goodbye, brother." Zhong Yuan waved to Rimbaud, "Eat well and get better soon."

"Goodbye." Rimbaud insisted on sending them to the door, and couldn't help pinching Nakahara Chuya's cheek, "You should also eat well."

The cub's cheeks are soft and tender, just looking at those blue eyes as a meal replacement, Rimbaud just pretended that he kneaded Verlaine's stinky face that had been frozen for thousands of years, and felt happy in his heart for a moment.

Seeing that he was a patient, Zhong Yuanzhong didn't resist kneading, only puffed up his cheeks, and took advantage of Erye Tingming's carelessness to stuff a few pieces of Jinpingtang into his hand, and carefully told him: "PaPa said the patient You can't eat sugar, you have to wait until you recover from the illness before eating."

Rimbaud nodded with a smile and said he understood, and leaned against the door to watch the large and small figures disappear around the corner of the stairs.

However, his smile only lasted until the door was closed, and the smile on his face disappeared without a trace as soon as the door was closed and turned around.Lan Bo waved his fingertips, removed the trap he had set up in the house, and let out a deep and cold sigh.

He needs to eat first.The tingling and constricted stomach told him this, and Rimbaud dug out a box of biscuits from the corner of the cabinet. The rough texture and bland taste seemed to be chewing wood chaff. Hastily stuffed into the stomach.

The stove was lit with orange-red light, and it made some "sizzling" noises because it had been working continuously for too long. Rimbaud turned off the stove, and quietly watched the warm red light gradually dim.

The gold flat candy he put on the table was shining brightly, and Rimbaud picked one and threw it into his mouth, spreading the cheap and astringent sweetness from the tip of his tongue.

So cold.

But the light coming in from the window is so bright.The sweet smell of milk powder from the cub still seems to be in the air, and the cub’s teachings to the useless adults are recorded more clearly than the recorder.

— If you love someone, tell him loudly.

—Did he say anything to Verlaine, other than the meaningless "You're human"?

Rimbaud closed his eyes and gave a short laugh.

……

When Erye Tingming returned to the warehouse with Nakahara Nakaya, Oda Sakunosuke had already packed his things neatly and was saying goodbye to the nearby doormen one by one.

During this period of time, he has become acquainted with the gangsters who are guarding the doors of several nearby warehouses, and he can hear the latest hot gossip without lying on the roof. Seeing that he is going to move a lot of people, he is quite reluctant to give up .

"If you can go out, don't come back!" The man who patted Sakunosuke Oda on the shoulder and said so was in his 40s. He got a position as a group leader in the Takase Club. People nearby call him Mr. Sato.

Mr. Sato is very good at telling jokes, and he often tells jokes about his left hand missing three fingers.If you want to have a good relationship with him, you just need to buy him wine, no matter beer machine shochu or sake, he will never refuse.

Oda Sakunosuke bought him beer a few times, and after two cans of beer, he put his arms around Oda Sakunosuke's shoulder and called him "brother" with a smile. The work is tiring but the money comes quickly and is not dangerous. It is just suitable for a brat like him who has no strength and no courage.

But this time, Mr. Sato never mentioned that he had recruited Sakunosuke Oda. He just told him to go out and find a job to support himself. Young people who can write and count can earn a living anywhere. If they go to school again in the future Get a diploma or learn a craft...

Tsk tsk, beautiful is very beautiful.

Mr. Sato babbled in a strong Osaka accent, and Oda Sakunosuke listened carefully, nodded and agreed from time to time, and exchanged phone numbers with them.

Of course, after being brought over by Tingming Erye in Nakahara, Sakunosuke Oda immediately fell out of favor, and could only stand by the side with Tingming Erye, lamenting the infinite charm of the cub.

Erye Tingming looked at him and asked, "What's the matter? Can't bear to leave?"

Oda Sakunosuke shook his head, thought for a while and then nodded, "It's not that I don't want to, or... I can't say, but I think it's a good thing to get to know them."

Although it was just a friendship that started when he wanted to hear some gossip, these little bastards who used to be like background boards gradually came alive in his eyes. Those trivial things mixed in with fire and corpses, sometimes he heard them scolding The swear words were spoken with a touch of warmth.

Even Sakunosuke Oda felt that he seemed to be different somewhere, and it seemed that the world had suddenly become different somewhere, so that he could face the question of Futaba Tingming very naturally. With a smile, he walked over to fish his child out of the crowd.

"Okay, okay, let's all leave." Oda Sakunosuke raised Nakahara Nakaya high, "If you touch it again, you will be charged."

He didn't realize at all that he was saying witty words that he would never have uttered before, and there was some vivacity in his brows that should be there at his age.

Saying goodbye to the hooligans near the warehouse, Erye Tingming took back the books in a warehouse and took them back to the castle tower. When he arrived at the bookstore, he opened the back door of the castle tower and the bookstore, which saved time and effort in transporting back and forth, and did not need to spend any more time. Money to renew lease on warehouse.

Futaba Tingming emphasized again that the warehouse rent in Yokohama was more expensive than the house, and the monthly rent he paid for the warehouse was enough to rent a high-end apartment in the center of Yokohama.

Zhongyuan Zhong also only got along with the gangsters near the warehouse for less than a month, but he had already cultivated a deep relationship in their feeding and playing with Jugao High School, and realized that they might not be able to play together for a long time in the future It's disappointment, even though the new home has a beautiful and comfortable big room and his exclusive toy corner, he pouted sullenly, looked outside like a little adult from time to time, and then sighed.

"It's a good thing to value friendship." Erye Tingming used this statement to prevaricate the Yokohama who couldn't see the child's sadness, and then picked up Zhongyuan who was squatting in the corner with mushrooms and shook it, "Come and help clean up if you have nothing to do, don't be stupid here Sit."

There is a lot of preparatory work to be done before opening a store, and each of them is a precious labor force.Zhongyuanzhong also has such a big child, helping to cut out the library card and move books can still be done, and the child is forgetful, so if you find something for him to do, he will not remember that he still has a lot of parting sorrows.

Nakahara Nakaya was a bit reluctant at first, holding the children's scissors to cut the library card like a villain who was cutting Tingming Futaba, but it didn't take long for him to take turns between Tingming Futaba and Sakunosuke Oda" The enthusiasm for work is high during the compliments of "well done" and "China is awesome", and I don't have so much thought about getting angry and thinking about unhappy things.

After such a day, he sweated happily, and his mood naturally improved a lot. At night, before going to bed, Oda Sakunosuke calmly presented the facts and reasoned with him, paired with some small rewards for sweetness, and he was lively and cute again the next day. One of his cubs jumped up and down with Oda Sakunosuke to distribute the bookstore's opening leaflets.

Erye Tingming stayed in the bookstore and continued to do the preparatory work - arranging books, cutting out library cards, he also brought in some stationery, which also had to be arranged on the shelves.

After the work at hand came to an end, Futaba Teimaki packed up the trash and put it aside, opened the door and greeted Fukuzawa Yukichi and Edogawa Ranpo who had been standing outside for a long time.

"Good day, do you two want to come in and sit down?"

This time Erye Tingming gained experience and hid his tentacles without revealing the slightest truth.Although Ranpo Edogawa saw him and this bookstore as a terrifying blank, after Futagawa Teimaki hid the truth, this fear was still within his tolerance.

Edogawa Ranpo stared at Futaba Tingming without blinking, he still couldn't see anything, all the information he could deduce was false and superficial, which made him suspect that he was stepping on the edge of danger.

But the phrase "he is not human" in the mouth of the white-haired magician made him unable to ignore it, his nature of exploring the truth as a detective or his desire to know about his own existence, even if Fukuzawa Yukichi disagreed However, Edogawa Ranpo rushed to the address on the business card immediately after his health improved.

——【Naruya】

The handwriting on the signboard was smooth and flowing, and the moment he mustered up the courage to step into the gate, he played a clear cry for him.

Edogawa shuddered in disorder, but suddenly found that the sense of fear that was gripping his heart had disappeared.

Even the vague sense of disobedience that he felt standing at the door just now disappeared together, as if what he walked into was just an ordinary bookstore, and what he faced was nothing more than an ordinary bookstore. Like a bookstore owner.