The Holy Grail of Self-discipline Xiawuren

After repeatedly telling Xiaobai Dunjun in the workplace to pay attention to the confidentiality of work, I was taken by him to an orphanage not far from Yokohama.

"This is the orphanage I stayed in before..."

Pointing at the somewhat dilapidated iron gate, Dun Jun scratched his face a little uneasy.

"Haven't you been back for a long time? The children there should miss you very much."

"No... probably not..."

Recalling the past, Dunjun's expression was a little gloomy.

I don't have the habit of prying into the secrets of people's hearts, so after seeing that the person in front of me didn't want to talk about my past, I picked up the bag at my feet and walked to the orphanage.

"Dun Jun, I have bought too many things. I can't take them all by myself. I will leave the rest to you."

"Oh well."

Regardless of immersing himself in the past, Dun Jun quickly squatted down and picked up a large number of bags, which were all food and daily necessities that were repurchased later.

As for the purple-haired servant who appeared before, after I told Dun Jun that he would leak his own information, he sensiblely turned the servant into a spirit.

After walking into the orphanage, I found that the buildings inside were more dilapidated than the outside.

The walls that were supposed to be snow-white had been peeled off, and brown-red bricks were exposed in some places.There were cracks in the wooden windows, and only a little bit of the original green paint could be vaguely seen. Fortunately, the glass was still intact, and it was not so desolate that it was covered with newspapers.

The lawn under my feet was also bare, and the vegetation was so monotonous that even ants would not pass by.The old tree that looked like it was some years old stood shriveled by the roadside, and only the thin green branches on the top of its head told everyone that it was still alive.

This orphanage simply has the word 'poor' written all over every corner, and even the air smells shabby.

"Is... Dun-jun?"

A hesitant female voice sounded behind us.

Dun Jun and I looked back and saw that the person who came was a numb middle-aged woman in a washed-up nun's attire.

"……associate dean."

Dun Jun lowered his head and shrank his shoulders.

I understand.

"Hello, lady, I'm Dunjun's colleague. I heard that Dunjun wanted to go back to the place where I grew up to visit, so I followed here with the cheek. These are the food and clothes specially prepared by Dunjun. , I hope you don't mind."

I smiled and handed some of the things to the woman whom Dunjun called the vice president.

"is it?"

Hearing what I said, the originally numb deputy dean twisted the corner of her mouth abruptly, showing a strange smile, but the tears in her eyes proved that she was not really calm at this moment.

"Dun Jun, you... it seems that you have a good life outside, it's really great..."

The tearful middle-aged woman looked at Dunjun reluctantly.

Dun Jun, who was sized up by her like this, suddenly became at a loss.

"No no, these are actually..."

I pressed Dun Jun's shoulder and helped him say what he should say.

"I know that you, Vice President, have not seen Dunjun for a long time and are a little excited, but can we distribute the food to the children first?

Because there are some cakes in it, if they are distributed after dinner, the children who have already had dinner may not have extra stomachs to digest; but the taste of the cake will be affected again tomorrow, so it is better to distribute it to them now. "

This time my smile finally played its role in the past, and the excited vice president accepted my suggestion.

Embarrassed, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her cuff, and led us towards the cafeteria with a hoarse voice.

"Indeed, it's almost time for dinner. I hope the cafeteria hasn't started preparing dinner yet, so we can save food for the next meal."

Hearing this, I whispered to Dun Jun beside me.

"Dun Jun, has this orphanage always been so poor?"

Dun Jun nodded.

"Well, because the economy is not good, investors are constantly reducing their sponsorship, and the number of children in orphanages is constantly increasing, so everyone has been living very economically. If we don't count the cost of food, we can't even pay for it. There's nothing in my stomach."

"It's really hard work."

"It's okay, as long as you get used to it, you won't feel hungry anymore."

"Hunger is not a fool."

I don't agree with Dunjun's self-deception. Once people are controlled by hunger, they will do crazy things like gnawing table legs.

"...Because I had no choice but to be patient."

Dun Jun held the food in his arms tightly, his expression a little downcast.

During our conversation, the cafeteria arrived soon, which is also because the construction area of ​​this orphanage is not large.

"Squeak..."

After a tooth-piercing sound, the wooden door that also had cracks was pushed open, revealing the canteen hall that was so simple that it made people cry.

"We first went to the back kitchen to tell everyone to prepare less food, and then went to distribute the cakes to the children."

The vice president explained and led us to the back kitchen.

"By the way, the dean is in charge of making food today. If he sees you, Tun-kun, he will be very happy. He was very happy when he saw in the newspaper that you subdued the gangster, and said that he would go to Yokohama after a while. Look at you, it's great that Dunjun is back now."

The deputy dean's tone was very happy, and his expression was no longer as numb as when they first met.

When Dunjun beside me heard the word 'Dean', his body trembled violently.

It seems that the dean left Dunjun a lot of shadows, so I turned my attention to the back kitchen.

The simplicity of the back kitchen is even worse than that of the dining hall. Except for the necessary tools, there is nothing that can be associated with modernization.Even the food piled up in the corner is so small that people doubt the real number of people in this orphanage.

"Dean, Lord Dun is back!"

The vice-principal opened the dilapidated small door, and shouted at the middle-aged man who was blowing on the stove.

"What! Cough cough cough!"

Because of inattention, the middle-aged man who accidentally inhaled the soot coughed loudly, and his whole body was almost bent into a shrimp in the water.

"I'll make a fire!"

Dun Jun, who seemed to be running away from a beast, didn't dare to look directly at the headmaster's eyes. He rushed to the side of the stove, picked up the bamboo tube that was placed aside, and skillfully blew on the stove.

The lung capacity of young people is much better than that of middle-aged people. The little flame that was still dying in the hands of the dean before, came alive after a few breaths of immortal energy from Dunjun, and the fiery flames turned Dunjun's hair All in warm colours.

"Wait a minute, don't blow it, the coal will burn out if you blow it again!"

Before Dunjun continued to swallow the immortal energy, the dean who finally recovered his breath hurriedly stopped Dunjun from humming coal.

I was a little surprised, whether it was the stove, the bamboo tube used to blow the big flame, or even the skilled Dunjun, all of these made me feel very novel.

Seeing my expression, the vice president who led the way explained to me.

"Usually we use a gas stove, but recently the gas has just run out, and this month's sponsorship has not yet arrived. We can only use the coal stove for the time being. Unfortunately, the blower is also broken, so we can only use bamboo tubes .”

"But it's late October now, why the sponsorship hasn't arrived yet."

The person who explained to me this time is the dean who is afraid of Dunjun.

"...In July, due to the heavy rain, one of the classrooms in the orphanage collapsed, so we applied for an additional repair fund from the investor, so..."

Speaking of this, the middle-aged dean showed embarrassment and shame.

"how come?!"

Dun Jun, who was carefully eavesdropping on the side, stood up, and he accidentally kicked the small stool that he was sitting on to the side with a bang.

The dean and deputy dean, who were attracted by the sound, subconsciously showed distressed expressions when they saw the small stool flying out.

Dun Jun didn't notice, he looked eagerly at the dean he once feared and asked questions.

"I left the orphanage in September. Did it become difficult in July? Why didn't you tell me? Why didn't you drive me out earlier?!"

Dun Jun was a little unbelievable, obviously he had realized that there was a secret behind his leaving the orphanage.

"Atsushi Nakajima, you are an adult, and you have no face staying in the orphanage. There is nothing wrong with letting you go."

The dean is still holding on.

Dun Jun flinched after being reprimanded, but he quickly puffed up his chest.

"Why didn't you drive me away in July? By that time, I'd already be an adult, right? Obviously, as long as I'm kicked out in July, the orphanage can save a lot of food!"

Dun Jun stubbornly stared at the dean with those purple-gold eyes. At this moment, he forgot all the fears he had once had.

Under Dun Jun's gaze, the dean turned his head in a little embarrassment, and a few seconds later he turned his face to Dun Jun again.

"Since you have made a career, this proves that Atsushi Nakajima is a qualified adult. Come with me, and I will give you your graduation certificate. After you officially graduate, I will give you everything you want to know. will tell you."

Dun Jun left with the dean, and the vice-principal was going to follow, but I stopped him.

"This kind lady, although it is good to care about the children we haven't seen for a long time, we can't forget the children who are still around now.

Could you please ma'am please join me in preparing food for the children? "

I blinked.

The deputy dean who received my signal raised a gentle smile.

"Okay, but can you really cook? Don't burn the food."

"Well, I'll try my best."

"...Sir, let me handle the cooking. Can you wash the vegetables, please?"

"Ah, ma'am, you are really understanding~"

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(In Armed Detective Agency)

Osamu Dazai, who was lying on the sofa, took off the earphones, and the conversation between Atsushi Nakajima and the dean could be vaguely heard inside, with one or two sobs mixed in.

The author has something to say: Mr. Wu who is still by my side: Meow~o~

Nanako and Mimiko who are not around: ヽ(`Д)

因为监听器放在夏身上不起作用，所以哒宰把监听器放在了敦君的身上，对此敦君并不知情。感谢在2021-06-0823:08:11~2021-06-0903:33:53期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: サスケ1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!