Writer saves the world

Nakahara Chuya’s enthusiasm for creation has entered an extremely high period under the encouragement of Futaba Teimaki’s fancy praise and Oda Sakunosuke (for children’s works out of goodwill). No matter what he does, he tries hard to write new works. Various collections of poetry and haiku are also more enthusiastic.

In the past, although Nakahara also liked all kinds of poetry, he would still share some of his favorite books with children. Before going to bed, he would listen to Oda Sakunosuke read him fairy tales, but these days he even wants to drink his favorite sweet milk powder. Take a small notebook, take a sip and take a serious aftertaste, and record a few lines of aftertaste in the small notebook.

Nakahara Chuya’s small books were picked out by himself from the stationery shelves of the bookstore. There are cute deer paintings on them, and there are also patterns of elephants, swans and kittens on the inside pages.Zhongyuan Zhong also took a fancy to this notebook at a glance, and he would take it with him everywhere like a baby, and would cover his notebook with a quilt corner when he went to bed at night.

When Oda Sakunosuke woke up in the morning and went to wash up, he saw Nakahara Nakaya squatting in a daze at the entrance with his notebook in his hands, unconsciously stuffing the end of the pencil into his mouth and biting it, like chewing some delicious candy.

"Chuya?" Oda Sakunosuke first rescued the pencil that was about to be bitten bald from the cub's mouth, tapped his head lightly as a warning, and then asked, "What's wrong? Why are you unhappy? "

Zhong Yuanzhong also sighed, and put on the appearance of a melancholy poet—since he hadn't actually seen any melancholy poets, what he was imitating was Tang Lan, who Erye Tingming took him to visit that day.

Clearly Tangang Lan always smiled very softly, and spoke softly to him very kindly, but Zhong Yuanzhong just felt that there was something silent and heavy, so that several times he felt that Tangang Lan was so sad that he was about to cry come out.

Otherwise, Nakahara would not be reluctant to share the precious Kopei candy he received himself—in order to avoid tooth decay, Oda Sakunosuke strictly controlled his intake of sweets, and candy was not something he could just roll around like a baby.

Besides, apart from the two pieces that Nakahara Nakaka secretly stuffed into his mouth on the way home, the bag of Kopei candies was ruthlessly confiscated by Oda Sakunosuke after returning home, and he was only allowed to look at it in a small glass jar to satisfy his cravings.

If he had known earlier, he should have wiped out the parenting books bought by Oda Sakunosuke as graffiti books. Oda Sakunosuke, who had never read those books, was responsive to him and would never let him eat candy.

And I won't keep hitting him on the head just because he's biting the barrel of a pen.

Thinking of Oda Sakunosuke's strict discipline in his heart, Nakahara Chuya still maintained his melancholy poet's expression on his face, opened the notebook he hadn't written a few words to Oda Sakunosuke, and sighed: "It's so boring here, I There is nothing to write about."

Sakunosuke Oda knew that he still had more to say, so he waited patiently for two seconds before he heard Nakahara Chuya plausibly say: "So, I want to leave here! I'm going to wander far away!"

Nakahara Chuya was wearing a newly bought bear coat and a scarf, and was carrying his small schoolbag on his back, which was bulging inside. He really looked like he was about to go out.

Goodbye mom, I'm going on a long voyage today!

Don't worry about me I have paddles of wisdom and courage!

"..."

"Oh."

The child is old enough to fight.

After listening to the loud speech about running away from home, Oda Sakunosuke just let out an indifferent "Oh". Oh Wan felt that this seemed a bit too perfunctory, so he asked again: "Then where are you going?"

The limit for children of this age to run away from home is the abandoned children's playground two streets away. Before noon, they may run home because they are hungry, playing dirty and looking like some great adventure.

Oda Sakunosuke, who has accumulated a lot of experience in child-rearing theory in the daily gossip of warehouse street gangsters, is not panicked at all, not to mention that he is not unaware that it is Erye Tingming who is going to take the child out today. The so-called running away from home is Tongyan Wuji, the alternative answer in my heart to the destination of Chuya in the Central Plains is as far away as Tokyo next door.

Then he heard Nakahara Zhongya answer excitedly: "Hell!"

After hearing the words, Sakunosuke Oda wasted three seconds recalling the new amusement park called Hell in Yokohama, "Huh?"

Chuya Nakahara happily looked like an elementary school student going on an autumn outing, and repeated loudly to Sakunosuke Oda, "PaPa said he would take me to hell with him!"

"Pfft." Erye Tingming, who had been standing behind them for a while, laughed.

Please forgive me, Futaba Tingming didn't hold back his laughter. It's not that he can't read the air too well. It's that Oda Sakunosuke's expression that seemed to have a lot of dirty words to say and desperately held back at that moment is too funny-even the world consciousness is small There was a "poof".

Seeing Oda Sakunosuke's unwavering and murderous eyes piercing towards him, Futaba Teimaki immediately withdrew his smile and confessed honestly: "You know, Chuya's identity is not ordinary, so I have to take him to hell Go to the household registration and make your identity clear, so that you will not be looked down upon by the cats and dogs outside as Nora in the future."

"And with a registered permanent residence, he can build a shrine to accommodate believers and spread the faith on the bright side, otherwise he will be regarded as an evil god by the hell and arrested and sent to Abi Hell."

Now is no longer the era when there were eight gods on a grain of rice, and things used for a hundred years to have their own spirits. Mysterious decline also means that the constraints on the exercise of power on the mysterious side are tightened. Except for the different systems in the West, the East is basically Let the hell system also serve as the management of the gods with aspirations.

Firstly, there is a trinity of public security, procuratorate, and law in hell, and it also has the inherent attributes of prisons. Incorporating gods into the management system will not add too much extra budget. Second, let’s not talk about other countries, just Gao Tianyuan and Izumo. The gods and masters of production, asking them to do this kind of hard and tiring work that will offend their colleagues is basically equivalent to the collapse of the god system.

Since picking up Nakahara Nakaya, Erye Tingming has been planning to go to hell to register for the child, but because Nakahara Nakaya didn't speak much at that time, and his living habits were as bad as an unruly Ono Dog, even if it is taken to hell, the strict chief assistant officer will not be willing to admit that this is the god who can take over the land of Yokohama, Futaba Tingming has been delaying until now.

And hell is not a convenience store at an intersection. You can go there 24 hours a day, all year round. For this, Tingming Erye ran several times in the world to gather a lot of crystal gems from the creatures on the inside as bribes, so he bought from the tree spirit. The channel over there makes an appointment for a meeting in hell.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Erye Tingming hurriedly urged Nakahara Chuya to change his shoes and go out, and at the same time told Oda Sakunosuke: "If it is fast, we can come back tonight, if it is slow, we will have to do it tomorrow. In short, these two days Don't wait for us to eat well by yourself, we will bring you back local products."

Nakahara Nakaya changed his shoes, ran back and hugged Sakunosuke Oda's leg, and comforted him: "Brother Oda, don't worry about us! Chuya is very powerful!"

He bent his arms, patted the strong muscles on his arms that didn't exist, and raised his head to wait for Oda Sakunosuke's compliment.

Oda Sakunosuke had no choice but to squat down and hug him, and echoed: "Chuya is awesome! Then I will wait for Chuya to bring me a gift home!"

"Yeah!" Nakahara nodded vigorously, and couldn't help lying in Oda Sakunosuke's arms for a while, until Futaba Tingming urged him to leave without getting in the car, then hugged Oda Sakunosuke again Rubbing his cheeks, "Then I'm leaving!"

"Be careful on the road." Oda Sakunosuke gave Nakahara Nakahara the bear hat that matched the bear coat, and then looked at Futaba Tingming, "Be careful."

You are not familiar with the place and you have children with you, you are more reliable to be PaPa.

The innocent Futaba Tingming sighed when he was unreliable. While picking up Nakahara Chuya and preparing to run away, he stepped on the minefield of Oda Sakunosuke with great precision, "I know, I know, please trouble Mama Oda."

Before the words were finished, the others had already gone downstairs to greet the vehicles in one go, calling Oda Sakunosuke's murderous eyes to nothing.

To be reasonable, Futaba Tingming felt that he was right. Oda Sakunosuke should really watch the scene he posted with Nakahara Chuya. The brilliance of maternal love shines on the earth, okay?

Because Erye Tingming ran too fast, Zhong Yuanzhong didn't hear the second half of his sentence clearly, but he doesn't care much about what Erye Tingming said now, all his attention is absorbed by the "car" they are about to ride attract.

Instead of the cars they were used to seeing on the road, what awaited them outside the door was a classic wooden carriage.

The wheels of the carriage were burning with raging fire, and you could feel the temperature, but putting your hands on them would not cause you to be burned, instead it would be as warm as if you had put them in hot water.There are two lighting lanterns hanging on the front of the car, and the dim yellow lights are shining.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the position of the front of the car. There is no horse pulling the cart, but a huge human face with gray hair curly and loose, drooping and lifeless eyes under the reflection of the lantern and the flames of the wheels , showing a gloomy breath.

"Good morning--"

The face opened its mouth and let out a muffled, cold sound.

"Good morning, Mr. Oboroche." Erye Tingming greeted the obscura car sent by hell to pick up people, and then patted Nakahara Chuya on the head to greet him.

"Good morning! Mr. Oboroche!" Nakahara Chuya's voice was crisp and clear, not at all frightened by Oboroche's appearance, and he introduced himself energetically, "My name is Nakahara Chuya, and I am eight years old this year!"

"Hi, nice to meet you. Both of you, it's getting late, please get in the car."

The hazy car opened the small door to get on the car at the back, and led her today's guests into the car.The interior of the car is simple but exquisite, with snacks and tea on the low table, and a few books on the shelf in the corner for people to pass the boring time of the journey.

"Wow—that's amazing—"

Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help but sighed ignorantly, causing the car body to vibrate slightly as if laughing.

"After all, it is the bus sent by Yan Moting." Erye Tingming poured some water for Zhongyuan Zhongye, checked the books on the shelf, and after confirming that the quality was okay, he turned to ask Zhongyuan Zhongye if he wanted to read it.

Zhong Yuan also shook his head, "I don't want it now, PaPa, you can see."

He sat upright in front of the short table, and after rejecting Erye Tingming, he opened his precious notebook and wrote stroke by stroke with a pencil.

Zhong Yuanzhong also had a hunch that he would see a lot of new things that he hadn't seen before today, so he had to write them down quickly so as not to forget them later, so that after returning home, he could show the notebook to brother Oda and tell him Where did I go to play today, and what is hell like?

PaPa said that human beings are very afraid of hell, that's why they can't take Oda brother with him today, but as long as he can prove that hell is not a scary place at all, then next time they can go to hell together as a three of them!

Zhongyuan Zhong also thought happily, and devoted himself more seriously to the creation of his hell travel notes.