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Verlaine felt that he might still be in a dream.

Otherwise, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the child named Chuya Nakahara—the child whom he regarded as his younger brother in his heart, approached him intimately and called "Mom".

The words are correct, the accent is round, and the pronunciation is standard. It is definitely not that there is something wrong with his ears.

Hell.

Because Zhong Yuan Zhong also called his mother so confidently that Verlaine couldn't react for a moment, but seriously considered whether he gave birth to a child when he didn't know it.

Who told him that the body structure of this man-made product cannot be judged by the standards of ordinary humans, and it is not impossible to use some special methods to conceive life.Regardless of whether it is in the hands of the "Fun God" or returned to the French government, they have too many opportunities to change the codes that constitute his consciousness-modify some, delete some, even if he wants to remember, he can't keep a little bit of memory .

However, Verlaine also went astray for a while, and soon he deduced that this is impossible, and there must be some misunderstanding, just like a chick that just broke its shell and didn't see its mother chicken at first glance, so that Zhongyuan Zhong also had a wrong follow-up behavior for him.

"I……"

Not your mother.

When Verlaine opened his mouth, he found that his voice was so hoarse that he could hardly speak. As soon as he uttered a single sound, he couldn't help but started coughing crazily. Nakahara was so anxious that he patted him on the back and poured water for him, and looked at him helplessly. Verlaine asked repeatedly: "Mom, mom, are you okay?"

—His eyes were blue too.

Verlaine thought in a daze.

It is clean and clear, and it exudes bright and warm light, just like every human cub who is loved by ordinary people, the color is so beautiful that it makes people tremble.

It seems that the things that he once imagined that Zhongyuan Zhong also had, those things that he did not own and will never have the opportunity to touch, have really taken care of this child, given him tolerance and love, and made him and ordinary people grow up like a child.

Those were eyes that had never seen cruelty in the world.

Verlaine twitched the corners of his mouth, and pressed the base of his tongue against his swollen throat uncomfortably. For some reason, facing Zhong Yuanzhong's expectant eyes, he couldn't say anything that would make the cub sad.

So he could only say: "My name is Verlaine...Paul Verlaine."

After he finished speaking, he paused, and then added: "You can call me brother, cough, brother."

Seeing that "mother" doesn't reject him, Zhongyuan Zhong also climbed up the pole and moved towards Verlaine consciously, took off his shoes and climbed onto the bed like a milk dog wagging its tail to cling to its mother, with its head raised. Puzzled, he raised a question, "But brother is mother's child."

Although Zhong Yuan is young, he also understands that his "brother" is a generation younger than his "mother". If he regards his mother as his elder brother, then the ethical relationship will be wrong.

The cub is surprisingly serious in this aspect, like a chicken cub who won’t let go if he recognizes the mother hen, Verlaine opened his mouth to try to reason with him—everyone who is a little familiar with other people’s settings knows that if Verlaine could articulate Nakahara Chuya, who is so clever that he can convince him of death, won't be so popular that no one will take him to play.

In no more than three sentences, Verlaine himself was drawn in by Chuya Chuya's excellent logic and debating ability. If it wasn't for his gender recognition as a male that made him struggle for the last time, he might really be unable to stand up to the cubs. Losing the lethality of the poor ears drooping and acting like a baby, he nodded in recognition of the name "Mom" in a daze.

Fortunately he struggled a bit.

In the end, Zhong Yuanzhong also sighed, and made a small compromise in a sensible way, "Then I will call you Uncle Paul."

Although he still doesn't understand why his mother is his mother but refuses to let him call him mother, but sometimes things about adults just don't make sense, he is already a grown-up child, and he has to tolerate the willfulness of adults.

"……Um."

"Uncle" is still within the range of Verlaine's acceptance. He comforted himself in his heart that it was more important to call him that Zhong Yuanzhong was also willing to get close to him. When the cub approached close, Verlaine suddenly realized something that he had never had before. The wonderful feeling he had experienced, the sour and soft smoke that resembled joy rose from the deepest part of his heart, which made him not know how to react, he was at a loss and even dared not touch the cub's hand that was extended to him.

In fact, if Tingming Erye or Sakunosuke Oda were present, they could quickly resolve the misunderstanding caused by the wrong instinct of the cub seal, but Tingming Erye didn't pay much attention to this matter the night before. "In the eyes of the gods, the ethical relationship of the gods is not calculated according to blood relationship. If the cub is recognized as a mother, it will not be a father. Today, Erye Tingming took over the business of Mafia at the port and was away all day. Now Probably in the casino winning streak until the opponent's face turns green.

And Oda Sakunosuke took the Akutagawa brothers and sisters to the slums to visit their former friends early in the morning, and they were not at home all day long. Even Kagu, who had been living in the guest room for several months in a state of fugue, was hinted by his subordinates not long ago. After picking them up, the whole house was empty, only Nakahara Chuya and Verlaine didn't exchange a few words, and Verlaine's name as uncle and mother was confirmed from then on.

I don’t know if it’s because of the effect of sticking with the cubs, but Verlaine feels much better. The overwhelming discomfort and weakness in his body when he just woke up has gradually disappeared, and he won’t feel dizzy when he just sits up from the bed, and his hands and feet won’t be so soft Not listening.

That's why Futaba Tingming and Oda Sakunosuke can let the cub get along with strangers so reassuringly.

——Iswatgyou, mother of earth veins.

As long as Verlaine has the slightest thought that it is not good for the Central Plains, the Yokohama ley line that closely monitors Verlaine's intruders can knock him down immediately. The violent energy impact guarantees that Verlaine will be unconscious for ten days and a half months. It is suitable for Nevernd Rimbaud packaged and mailed it.

And now that the cub looks very close to him, and Verlaine has no malice on him, the earth veins correspondingly loosen the energy suppression on Verlaine.

Verlaine felt that the wind blowing on his body was a bit cold, and he attributed it to the incompatibility between himself and the attributes of this place - man-made supernatural beings like him are not as adaptable to certain special environments as humans, no matter how to debug and optimize , It's just enduring discomfort and forcing the body to function normally.

Sure enough, Yokohama is not a good place.

Verlaine was dragged by Zhongyuan Zhongya to introduce the family affairs to him, and when he thought of the fragments of Rimbaud's diary in his hand, his mood immediately sank down after he had just gotten better.

Instead of rushing directly to the headquarters of Mafia at the port to find Rimbaud, he went round to find Chuya Zhongyuan first, which might not have given him courage, or tried to persuade himself to give up and run away... all kinds of things he said Unclear complex emotions.

Verlaine didn't know if he regretted it or not.

But then it was he who made the first move.

He remembered the way Rimbaud looked at him when he was stabbed in the back by him. No matter how much Rimbaud uttered in his diary that shook him, and how deep and tender emotions he showed, Verlaine knew the moment he chose to betray him. They're completely screwed.

When he set off for Japan, he was prepared to step into the trap that Rimbaud had prepared for him. He didn't know why he didn't choose to avoid it far away, but grabbed what was clearly a bait and took the initiative to go Jump inside.

Obviously he still has things on his mind that he hasn't settled, obviously he still has things he wants to do that he hasn't done...

……

Those things were too complicated for Verlaine to understand.

Just by the time his reason came back to his head, he was already standing on the land of Yokohama, the same as when he first came here, the sky was gray, the wind was slightly cold, and the crowds coming and going They are all foreign faces, and even the small shop with roasted chicken and beef at the intersection is exactly the same as in memory.

But this time, no one would drag him to try exotic street food, and it would be a strange looking roasted lantern to insist on stuffing him.

"Mom...Uncle Paul?" Zhongyuan Zhong also poked Verlaine, who was distracted, to see that the time was approaching noon, and he realized what he understood, and suggested: "Brother Oda left us a meal, the tonkatsu is super delicious, And hamburger!"

The cub's taste preference can be seen at a glance. When it comes to hamburger meat, Verlaine's eyes sparkle. Verlaine nodded indifferently, saying that he can eat anything.

There is nothing more outrageous than eel jelly.