Don't pick up your husband in the trash

◎Shier’s chest muscles and biceps are full◎

Xuezhi quickly opened the door, and carried the fallen Mr. Mori into the living room.Osamu Dazai originally wanted to reach out to help, but saw Xuezhi hugging Mr. Mori by himself, and silently withdrew his hand.

After putting the person on the sofa in the living room, Xuezhi noticed that the other person's face seemed to be a little strange, so she reached out to probe his forehead, felt a slight heat, and took the thermometer.

"37 degrees 8, I have a low fever..." Xuezhi looked at the red line on the thermometer and sighed, "Obviously I am a doctor, why don't I take good care of my body..."

Seeing Mr. Mori's appearance, he seemed to be squatting at the door for a long time.In such a cold day, it is conceivable that you will get sick.

Thinking of the phone call he made last night, Xuezhi couldn't help but keep her eyes on his face.Perhaps it was due to the low-grade fever, his cheeks were light red, and the color extended to below the ears, even darker than the color of his cheeks.

It turns out that Mr. Mori's ears are redder when he has a fever.

Inexplicably, I was a little surprised by this little discovery.

The thin cold sweat on his forehead brought Xuezhi back to his senses.She touched her slightly hot cheeks, and then hurried to the bathroom.When he came out again, he already had a cold water basin and a towel in his hand.

Osamu Dazai sat on the sofa next to him, watched Yukie soak the towel, wring it dry, wipe off the cold sweat of the person lying on the sofa, and then covered him with a quilt. From the beginning to the end, his expression remained unchanged.

"Is there no fever-reducing medicine at home?" he asked.

No, he knew there was. There was a medicine box in the TV cabinet, and there were antipyretics in it.

"Fever-reducing medicine is available." Xuezhi soaked the towel in cold water and wrung it dry again, looking away from the TV cabinet: "But for low-grade fever, there is no need to take medicine for the time being. If the body temperature does not subside, then take it."

Osamu Dazai paused, looked at Xuezhi, then at Dr. Mori, then rolled his eyes, and said with some embarrassment: "Actually, Miss Xuezhi doesn't need to be so worried. Mr. Mori's health has never been very good..."

Xuezhi didn't know much about Mr. Mori, so when he heard what Dazai Osamu said, he almost believed it.

"No wonder you look physically weak..." The body looks very thin, with a tired face and a dangerous hairline...

Osamu Dazai nodded seriously, and said with a cute expression: "Yes, after all, nine out of ten men are innocent. Mr. Mori is probably the same."

Xuezhi: ...

She looked at Osamu Dazai with a complicated expression, did he know what he meant by Xu?

……

When Mr. Sen woke up, it was dinner time at Fuhei's house.The laughter from the dining table silenced his brain briefly.Soon the brain resumed normal operation.

He was covered with a thick quilt that smelled like gardenia.The light fragrance is refreshing and lasts for a long time.Fingers rubbing the fabric of the quilt, perhaps after washing it many times, the fabric is already extremely soft.

He lifted the quilt and put his feet on the blanket.Sweating all over the body feels refreshed, but the feeling of stickiness all over the body is very uncomfortable.

It was Fu Heihui who first noticed Mr. Mori waking up.Unlike the two women in the family, he is wary of the opposite sex appearing at home.

Seeing that Dr. Sen was awake, Fu Heihui tugged at his mother's sleeve.

"How is Mr. Sen? Is your head still uncomfortable?" Xuezhi stood up, and the dining chair made a sound on the floor.

Mr. Mori is humble and polite: "Thank you, there is no big problem anymore. Sorry to trouble you."

This time, the distant title of "Miss Xuezhi" was directly discarded.

Except for Osamu Dazai, none of the people present saw anything unusual.

"That's great, we're having dinner, Mr. Mori, come with us."

"This..." Mr. Mori didn't refuse, but he didn't agree immediately, instead showing a slightly embarrassed expression.He scratched his wet hair at the temples unnaturally.

Seeing his embarrassment, Xuezhi said "please wait a moment" and then ran into the room, and took out the clothes from the closet that he bought for Shi Er before.

"Don't worry, it's all new. Shier hasn't worn it yet...but it's new after all..."

Mr. Mori: ...

Xue Zhi pointed to the direction of the bathroom and said: "There are new towels and daily necessities in the cabinet under the sink."

"Thank you, thank you." Mr. Sen thanked him very embarrassedly, and then hurried to the bathroom.

Osamu Dazai grinned and asked Fu Heihui in a low voice: "Are your father's clothes still there? It seems that Miss Xuezhi loves your father very much."

Fu Heihui thought for a while and said, "Maybe, and Mom hangs Dad's clothes on the balcony every day."

The young Fu Heihui thought that this was a deliberate act of self-deception created by her mother.But Osamu Dazai understands that this move is just to prevent unfavorable factors from the outside world.Although the method is stupid, it is enough to intimidate ordinary gangsters.

He nodded knowingly, then glanced at the Sanhua cat who was sleeping in the nest.

——The three-flowered cat who appeared at the door of the apartment with Mr. Mori, and officially moved into Fuhei's house with a small dried fish as rent.

Fu Heihui noticed his gaze and said, "This should be the three-flowered cat I met in Yokohama last time. Tsumiki probably won't be able to sleep because of excitement today."

In fact, Tsumiji was very excited when she saw the Sanhuamao at the door.Xuezhi dug out the litter she bought for Xiaoyin and used it for Sanhuamao.

The sound of rushing water soon came from the bathroom, making Osamu Dazai unable to eat.

Osamu Dazai felt uncomfortable sitting on the dining chair.His eyes occasionally looked in the direction of the bathroom, and occasionally at Miss Xuezhi who was having dinner.

Fu Heihui met him and asked in a low voice: "Do you not want to go back?"

"what?"

Fu Heihui moved his head closer.

"Didn't Mr. Mori come from Yokohama to pick you up because he was worried about you?"

Osamu Dazai: ...

A lot of money is needed for a pair of ears that have never heard this!

"Am I guessing wrong?"

Osamu Dazai ignored the subject and instead asked, "Do you like him?"

"Who? Oh, you mean Mr. Mori? No, but I don't hate it either."

The plausible answer made Osamu Dazai fall into silence.

Fu Heihui asked: "Why do you care about this question? Is it important?"

Osamu Dazai said solemnly, "Of course it's important."

Under Fukuroe's blank eyes, Osamu Dazai hesitated and said, "Actually... I think Mr. Mori may be chasing Aunt Yukie."

Hearing this, Fu Heihui was picking up the shrimp balls and was about to put them in his mouth, when he let go of his hand in surprise, the shrimp balls fell free from the chopsticks.The Sanhuamao, who was sleeping, heard the movement, leaped vigorously in mid-air, caught the shrimp ball and swallowed it.There was also a "meow~", obviously very satisfied with the taste of the shrimp balls.

Fu Heihui didn't have time to deal with shrimp balls and Sanhuamao at this time.

"But, but I heard from Conan that Mr. Mori may be a woman like the new doctor..."

Osamu Dazai:? ? ?

(Conan from Mori Detective Agency sneezes loudly.)

"There is no such thing, only this is absolutely impossible."

Fu Heihui relaxed a little, and then he asked again: "How did you see that?"

Osamu Dazai pointed his finger at his chin, as if he was thinking.

"Didn't you secretly go on a date with Miss Xuezhi while we were going to the amusement park?"

"But mother didn't say anything."

"That's normal, after all, the other party seems very narcissistic if he thinks about things before he confesses..."

"Mom is not a narcissistic person!"

"Well, that's right!"

"But this alone can't explain anything."

"Hey... Is this not okay? Then there is no way, this is just my guess. Then why not make a hypothesis, Hui! What do you think about the fact that Ms. Yukie and Mr. Mori are together?"

Osamu Dazai's expression suddenly became serious.Ling Fu Heihui couldn't help correcting his posture.

"Wait, my opinion? Why do you want to listen to my opinion? This is my mother's emotional life."

Osamu Dazai stretched out his index finger and waved disapprovingly in front of Megumi Fukuro.

"You can't say that. After all, if a reorganized family doesn't get along well, it's like a grave. Adults can marry for love, but they accept not only the other party, but also the other party's children. If the child doesn't like the other party, or the other party doesn't Children who like their partners...ah, what a terrible family..."

Dazai Osamu spoke clearly and logically, even though he was only a ten-year-old boy, but his old-fashioned tone seemed to have seen through the tragedy of a remarried family.

Seeing the expression of Fuguro Megumi who seemed to understand but didn't understand, Osamu Dazai followed the guidance again: "Oh, how should I put it, even after marriage, Mr. Mori can't fulfill his responsibility as a father. You see, I was packaged up by him. Ms. Xuezhi. And he is destined not to move to Mihua Town to live with you. Yokohama is too dangerous, so it’s fine to go there once in a while. Miss Xuezhi will definitely not agree if he lives permanently.”

"For couples separated in different places, the wife will take care of all the children's lives. Once something happens in life, you can't count on your husband to help you. Ah, a widowed marriage is simply a disaster!"

"Isn't this great?" Fuguro Hui's abrupt words made Osamu Dazai fall into deep self-doubt.

"Is that good?"

"That's right." Fuguro Hui nodded seriously, "In this case, it won't disturb our life. Besides, Yokohama is only half an hour away from Tokyo."

Osamu Dazai: ...

"Wait, Hui, your requirements for your new father are too low, right?" Don't you love Miss Xuezhi very much?So wouldn't you be angry seeing Miss Xuezhi being neglected by her husband?

"Low? I think it's high. I want a new dad who won't disturb our lives. It's hard to find a man like that."

Osamu Dazai: ...

In a way, it's pretty high.

"And I don't care about the new father, as long as my mother likes it. Even if I don't like him, I will try to get along with him."

Fu Heihui felt that he was really a good and considerate boy.

Osamu Dazai said quietly: "That's because you know that no matter what you encounter, Ms. Yukie will stand by your side unconditionally."

Fu Heihui laughed out loud.

The two ended their conversation, turned around, and saw Tsumiji's resentful eyes.

"What are you whispering? Can't you let me know?"

The two of them shut up knowingly.

……

Mr. Mori took a shower and came out wearing Miss Xuezhi's ex-husband's clothes.

Osamu Dazai saw him and whistled.

Mr. Mori's face was full of black lines, he felt that Dazai was deliberately laughing at him.Well, it was indeed mocking him.

Ms. Xuezhi came out of the kitchen, holding beef and egg porridge in her hand, plump beef, golden eggs, sprinkled with chopped green onions, exuding a faint fragrance.

Seeing Mr. Mori, she showed a surprised expression, and then said, "It's very suitable."

Fu Heihui:? ? ?

Osamu Dazai:? ? ?

Are you sure it's a good fit?

In fact, Mr. Mori's thin figure could not support Mr. Shir's clothes.In order to make Shi Er more comfortable to wear, Xuezhi specially asked someone to customize his size.

After all, Mr. Shier's chest muscles and biceps are very full.