Don't pick up your husband in the trash

◎Reckless◎

"I'm sorry, it's like this...I'm so sorry." Xuezhi blushed with shame.Putting your hands on your cheeks, there was a burst of warmth.

Because I misunderstood Mr. Mori, Ms. Yukie, who was deeply sorry, decided to invite Mr. Mori to lunch to express her apology.

Mr. Sen readily agreed.

Not only did he not feel unhappy because of being misunderstood, but he comforted Miss Xuezhi.

He said: "Miss Xuezhi's misunderstanding is inevitable. After all, I really can't be called a qualified guardian..."

Mr. Mori showed a sad expression, like a bad-spoken father who loves his child deeply but doesn't know how to express his love.

This reminded Xuezhi of Shier.The same is true for Shi Er, who obviously loves Hui very much in his heart, but his behavior is incomprehensible.

No matter how sincere the smile on the man's face is, Osamu Dazai, who knows the character of this man well, will not be fooled by the hypocrisy on the surface.

This guy is really shameless.

"It's not too early. I know a restaurant whose food is very delicious. I think it will suit Miss Xuezhi's taste."

Mr. Mori, who lives in Yokohama, is very familiar with every place in Yokohama.No, it is not so much a place as any force.

Although he has the name of a doctor and runs a clinic, the clinic does not actually have any business license, because Mr. Mori is a veritable underground doctor.

Being a doctor in Yokohama is the most lucrative.Of course, this profit is not only about money, but also about the big and small secrets of the Yokohama gang.Injured and killed in gang fights is the norm, but no one wants to die.People who don't want to die need doctors.So an underground doctor who does not belong to any force appeared.

……

The restaurant Mr. Mori mentioned is a 10-minute drive from Chinatown.Mr. Mori, who lived a poor life, hadn't bought a car yet, so at the invitation of Miss Xuezhi, he sat in the passenger seat.The three children all sat in the back seat.The three-flowered cat that Tsumiji picked up was very well-behaved in her arms.The two people whose eyes stayed on the driver's seat and the co-pilot's seat seemed to be very curious about them.

Under the guidance of Mr. Mori, Ms. Xuezhi drove away from Chinatown.Along the way, Mr. Sen asked about the previous reporter at first, and he was relieved after getting a positive answer from Xuezhi.Then he kept complaining about the economic downturn in the past few years, how difficult it is to run a self-employed business, how lawless the gangsters in Yokohama are, there are many people who don’t pay after seeing a doctor, and it’s useless even to call the police. Not saving enough money...that sort of thing.

"Is Yokohama in such a bad state..."

Mr. Mori's description gave Xuezhi a deeper understanding of Yokohama.If Mr. Amuro's description of Yokohama is only general, then what Mr. Mori described is the life of the little people in Yokohama.

"So, if it's not necessary, it's better for Miss Xuezhi to come to Yokohama less." Mr. Mori's wine-red eyes looked at Xuezhi who was driving sincerely, "If Miss Xuezhi suffers any harm because of this, I will blame myself very much." of."

Ms. Xuezhi turned her head, her eyes were puzzled, "But... why does Mr. Mori feel guilty?"

Mr. Sen stared ahead, folded his hands in front of his lower abdomen, and smiled faintly at the corners of his lips.

"Because I love this city deeply, when I think of Miss Xuezhi getting hurt in the city I love so much, I can't help but blame myself."

……

The three children were crowded in the back seat, and Osamu Dazai listened to the man's nonsense with a deadpan expression. The pupils in his downcast eyes were filled with a gloomy color similar to the surface of a frozen lake.

[A young, retired doctor needs a weakness if he wants to be reassuring. ]

[So you found her? ]

[No, no, you said the wrong Dazai-kun.It wasn't that I found her, but she found me. ]

On the medical table in Mr. Mori's clinic is an extremely crude vase with a lily in it.Because the vitamin C tablet was put into the water, the flowering period of the lily was extended for a long time.

Delicate lilies add a bit of human touch to the cold and shabby clinic.But the overall look is really out of place with this clinic.Occasionally someone asked, and he was embarrassed to say that it was a gift from a loved one and must be cared for carefully.

[I've been thinking, if she really died in that explosion...]

Mr. Mori, who said this, fell silent on the spot, and he did not know what dark thoughts he was thinking about.

[However, it's not too bad now, is it? ]

Osamu Dazai sat back on the chair, looked at Mr. Mori who was playing with the scalpel, and then thought of some past events.

[Speaking of which, I always thought Dazai-kun seemed to know Ms. Yukie? ]

Mr. Mori, who put away the scalpel, stared at Osamu Dazai, putting pressure on him invisibly.But Osamu Dazai was unmoved.

[Even in the depths of darkness, you are qualified to yearn for the light, right? ]

Osamu Dazai looked at Mr. Uemori, and suddenly he showed an incredible look, and asked: "No, no, is it possible that Mr. Mori wants to stay in the trash can all the time?"

Mr. Mori: ...

He stroked his forehead with a distressed expression.

[If it is someone else, there is some credibility, but Dazai-kun, I don't believe it. ]

Osamu Dazai snorted, resting his hands behind his head.

[Forget it, believe it or not. ]

Osamu Dazai felt bored, and the moment he turned his back on Dr. Mori, his gaze changed. The moment his fingers touched the doorknob, he suggested to Mr. Mori in a flat tone.

[Carefully playing with fire*** Oh, Dr. Sen. ]

Where Osamu Dazai couldn't see, Dr. Mori crossed his fingers under his chin.

[No matter where I am, my heart will never be moved by false beauty. ](Note)

Dazai smiled lightly.

[......]

……

The restaurant recommended by Mr. Mori really suits the taste of the Xuezhi family.Megumi and Tsumiki had a great time eating.

Although asked Mr. Mori to order casually, the humble Mr. Mori only ordered a cup of coffee.

He said shyly: "It's already very embarrassing to let Miss Xuezhi spend money."

Miss Xuezhi understands.A man's self-esteem.

But Shier doesn't seem to have such a thing as self-esteem.

At the dinner table, the two "parents" talked about the children.But for parents with children, most of the topics they communicate are related to their children.

"Dazai-kun's puberty seems to have come very early. Alas, I always don't understand what this child is thinking..."

"Getting along with children shouldn't be too hasty. Children's hearts are very soft, and they need to be cared for patiently..."

It's been only two years since becoming a mother, but when talking about this topic with Mr. Mori, Ms. Xuezhi has the air of someone who has experienced it.

But Mr. Mori thought about protecting Dazai-kun's heart, and suddenly choked himself up.Seeing that Miss Xuezhi didn't notice his momentary unnaturalness, he was relieved.Then continue to listen to Miss Xuezhi's experience on raising children.

Mr. Mori thinks that Ms. Yukie who is serious is also very cute.

This is a rare beauty, and a slight frown of her delicate eyebrows and eyes will make people feel pity.But it would be a big mistake to think that she is a weak woman because of this.No woman can be calm when faced with a hand grenade.

"Mr. Sen? Mr. Sen?"

Xuezhi talked too much and felt a little dry, so she stopped to drink water, but noticed that Mr. Mori seemed to be looking at her in a daze.

Mr. Mori came back to himself because of Yukie's sudden call, showing a very ashamed expression.

"I'm so sorry. To be in a daze at this time..."

"Mr. Mori, what are you looking at? Is there something on my face?"

"No, no, it's not Miss Xuezhi's problem, it's my, my next..." Mr. Mori, who wanted to pick up the coffee cup to cover up his gaffe, accidentally knocked over the coffee cup because of his flustered movements. Stained with coffee.

Dazai Osamu's gaze read [shameless].

Mr. Sen turned a blind eye to this.

As for Fu Heihui, he completely undisguised his disgust.

This uncle is such a good-for-nothing.

He turned his head and asked Osamu Dazai: "Living with this uncle is really hard for you."

Osamu Dazai: "..."

"No wonder you have to run away from home." Fu Heihui nodded understandingly, and then thought of the fact that she was sold by her father, "Fortunately, my mother didn't despise my father's bastard, otherwise I would have become a poor little boy."

Osamu Dazai: "..."

"Uncle, this is for you!" Tsumiji handed over the tissue.

Mr. Mori accepted with emotion.

At the same time, the waiter also quickly came to clean up the mess.Even if the situation was caused by Mr. Mori's own reasons, the waiter of this restaurant still apologized and guided Mr. Mori to the bathroom.

Within a few minutes, Mr. Mori's place was quickly cleaned up, and new coffee was served.

"Mom, when are we leaving?"

Hui had already finished his lunch, so he asked Xue Zhi.

Xuezhi pointed his nose with his index finger, looked in the direction of the bathroom, "Mr. Mori is still in the bathroom, let's wait a while."

"Oh."

Fu Heihui nodded, and then asked: "Will Dazai-kun go with us?"

Before Xuezhi could speak, Osamu Dazai said weakly: "I will go back with Mori... father. It's okay, don't worry about me, although father is a bit useless and useless, but... he will still use it Boiling water to make instant noodles." As he spoke, he showed a hesitant expression, "It should be possible?"

Xuezhi: ...

Fu Heihui: ...

Tsumiki: ...

"By the way, mom, can we raise it?"

Xuezhi took the cat, then observed it carefully and said: "Do you have a cat, but this cat looks like someone keeps it. Although it doesn't have a ring, it doesn't look like a stray cat at all."

"Eh……"

"But we can't be sure. We'll go to Chinatown to ask later. If we're sure it's a stray cat, can we raise it?"

"Ok."

Mr Mori came back 10 minutes later with water stains on his coat and the coffee stains hadn't been fully washed off.

"I'm really sorry."

"Please don't worry about it," Xuezhi looked at him with a smile, "I didn't expect Mr. Mori to have such a reckless side, it's unbelievable."

"Hahaha, isn't it? In fact, things like today don't happen often. So Miss Xuezhi, don't misunderstand."

"No, Mr. Mori, who looks like an elite, also has such a rash side, which is actually a bit cute."

"Yes, is it..."

He looks so nervous.

Osamu Dazai glanced at the pretending Mr. Mori, then glanced in the direction of the bathroom, and frowned.

What a strong smell of blood...