The days when I was full of question marks in Yokohama

Meiji shook her head, the two braids fell on her chest, and the golden sunflower ornaments flickered.She was still wearing short-sleeved shorts, which was out of tune with the light snow outside the window.

Uchiha Wansora said: "Dazai, take Miki with you, the plane is about to land, I'll go get the luggage."

"Take the luggage?" Osamu Dazai glanced out the window, "You...did you jump off the plane?"

"That's right!" Meiji laughed, her white canine teeth were more conspicuous against her darker complexion than before.

She danced and said, "It's amazing! The city is like a small country, and the plane is bigger than the whole city!"

"The clouds are like the ground covered with cotton candy. Do you think there is really a city on the clouds that lives like us?"

"There is the same big sister, the same Dazai, the same Hiroya and Nanako, the same Ms. Management and Mr. Tokashi, and of course the same me. We live together under the same roof."

"That Dazai also likes to eat canned crab meat. Eldest sister sleeps with me. Ms. Zhi's dessert shop is opposite our house. Akira has mom and dad. She doesn't need to wander around. Brother Chuya is taller than now..."

Osamu Dazai pressed her head, pulled her braids and said, "Impossible, the little dwarf is a dwarf no matter which world he is in, maybe he is only 1.5 meters five in another world."

Meiji puffed up her cheeks and muttered, "I will definitely tell Brother Chuya about this."

"I've decided! The next story will be called Paradise City."

"It's both heaven and earth, what a strange name."

Miki's eyes were bent, she tiptoed and patted Osamu Dazai's hand, "You've grown up, you don't understand."

Osamu Dazai gasped, met a pair of dark eyes, and smiled.

Miki was bouncing forward, and Uchiha Wansora shook hands with him.

"I don't seem to be able to go to heaven." Uchiha Wansora said flatly.

She turned around and said with a smile: "But I don't really care about these."

"We'll be together, won't we"

They are all stained with blood and sin, and they will always be companions in the dark.

This is something that will never change.

It is also the only place where Uchiha Wankong can use the word "forever" to him.

Uchiha Wansora casually threw the child to Dazai Osamu, and had to rush to the plane to get the luggage.

When she nodded to the stewardess who appeared at a height of thousands of miles and looked worried at the door of the bathroom, Osamu Dazai had already sat back on the chair in the venue.

When the children of other families went up in delicate little suits and skirts, Miki of their family, wearing big underpants, stood on the stage carelessly.

The necklace made of shells on her chest was rattling, and as soon as she stood on the stage, there was an inexplicable burst of laughter from the audience.

Miki also laughed, and after laughing, she began her speech.

The immature voice sounded through the loudspeaker in the hall, but Osamu Dazai watched the reporter sitting in the front row start to wander, and he didn't even notice when Miki was sitting next to him.

"Boom—" the naughty little girl leaned close to his ear and said loudly.

Osamu Dazai reached out and pressed her head down, and the coat covered her whole body.

Miki put it on with a smile.The dress was a bit too big for her, and after the sleeves were stretched in, even the palms of her hands could not be exposed.

"Aren't you going to take pictures?" Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows.

Every child who walks off the stage after the lecture will be photographed by the media as soon as possible.

Mei Ji slumped on the chair and hummed: "People take photos with their parents, but I'm alone, which is boring."

"Although I don't know why, am I the kind of person who doesn't know how to be considerate?" Meiji's eyes were crooked, looking a little cunning.

She is the child who likes to take pictures the most, and Uchiha Wansora also likes to take pictures of Miki the most. She is trying to record every moment of Miki's growth with a camera.

She planned to make a photo album when Meiji got married, and bring it to Huangquan when she was about to die.

Osamu Dazai said: "When your elder sister comes back, I will be the one who will be scolded!"

Mei Jili said confidently: "The eldest sister will not blame you."

"She likes you the most."

Osamu Dazai touched his nose, smiled, and patted Miki on the head: "It's good to know."

Miki: "Bah!"

Fangzi on the side touched her from her seat, covered Meiji's coat over her legs, and said seriously: "You must not catch a cold!"

Meiji hugged her and rubbed against her, and moved her buttocks to leave half a place for her.

"Are you nervous?" Miki asked.

Fangzi crossed her arms, raised her chin slightly, "I came here because I was afraid that you would be nervous!"

The host on the stage has already started to play tricks, and is about to announce the list of winners this time.

Meiji smiled and patted her thigh: "Don't shake!"

Yoshiko glared at her, and Miki made a gesture of zipping her lips.

The two children snuggled up on the same chair, waiting expectantly for the announcement of the results, and were photographed by a reporter not far away.

Osamu Dazai deliberately moved away a little to ensure that he would not enter the country.

"Alright, we will announce the list of winners in the afternoon."

"We will provide a rich lunch for all the guests and contestants. Please move to the second floor to eat."

Immediately, there was booing in the hall, and the host laughed indifferently. This is what he wanted.

Miki almost couldn't hold her breath, she turned around and threw herself at Osamu Dazai: "You have a gun!"

Osamu Dazai pushed her head away, spread his hands and said, "I didn't bring it."

Miki kicked his calf, but Osamu Dazai didn't care, and walked towards the second floor unsteadily, holding her collar by the back.

When he made a cake tower for Uchiha Wansora, Miki and Yoshiko were sitting and chatting with a group of new friends, and Uchiha Wansora himself was late.

Seeing Fangzi's expression at the next table, she hesitated to speak.

"What's the matter, empty sauce?"

Uchiha Wansora frowned, and glanced at Yoshiko's mother at the next table indiscriminately, "I heard Yoshiko's mother on the phone just now."

"and then?"

Uchiha Wansora pursed his lips, lowered his voice and said, "She seems to be angry, asking why the person on the phone didn't get No.1."

Osamu Dazai raised his brows slightly, "The first is our family's lump?"

"What is that lump?" Uchiha Wansora glared at him.

Osamu Dazai glanced around, and nodded at the corner of her mouth while others were not paying attention, "Then our big cutie raised a little cutie?"

Uchiha Wansora blinked his eyes, breathed a sigh of relief, and asked sadly, "What should I do?"

"Don't worry." Osamu Dazai said self-confidently, "I have investigated before, this chief judge is not something that can make him change his mind."

Uchiha Wansora is still worried.

She is not a person who will be taken advantage of by others, but she does not want to hurt the feelings of Miki and Yoshiko because of this incident.

Osamu Dazai put cream on the tip of her nose, "You have to trust Miki."

"She is a big dreamer who is about to set off!"

Uchiha Wansora fell headlong into his arms, like a big cat forced to stray and finally collapsed on his own shit shoveler.

"Come on, come on!"

Uchiha Wansora heard them say that the host made a fuss in the morning, and always felt that there would be no peace in the afternoon.

Sure enough, the guy announced from the last place.

The kid who won the award showed a hint of disappointment in his happy expression. Although he won the award, he was not No.1.

But those small disappointments were well hidden. They all imitated the appearance of adults, accepting awards and giving speeches on stage solemnly.

The flash under the stage kept shooting.

All of this was going on in an orderly manner, until it was time to get to No.1 and No.2, the host said, "Why don't we announce the winner of No.1 first?"

Osamu Dazai pressed Uchiha Wanzora's hand quickly, and pressed the Kunai who didn't know when to appear back into the seal by the way.

"The No.1 winner is—"

The hall was silent, and Uchiha Wansora heard that many people were holding their breath at this moment, including Osamu Dazai beside him.

"Tuanfan Miki, congratulations!"

Meiji widened her eyes, pointed at herself, and said with a flushed face, "I am number one?"

Yoshiko shook her shoulders, looking happier than she: "Meiji! Go up!"

Meiji jumped off the chair, rushed up while jumping, and tripped when going up the stairs, and crawled on the stage with all her body cast down.

Uchiha Wansora just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this scene and pinched the bridge of his nose helplessly.

The host said: "It seems that our tuanfan kid deserves to be No.1, and the way he appeared on stage is so different."

Meiji only cares about giggling, and when it comes to speaking, most of the people below ask her how she conceived her paintings, until someone raised her hand, stood up and asked, "Tuanfan kid, I don't know if you won the No. .1 When you laughed so heartily, did you think of other children who were not selected?"

Not to mention Miki standing on stage, even Wansora Uchiha in the audience was stunned. Osamu Dazai took out his phone from his pocket and started searching for something.

Meiji tilted her head and asked, "Why do you ask such a question?"

The reporter said: "You were so happy when you won the award, did you ever wonder if other children would be sad?"

Meiji was too lazy to talk to him so much, she tiptoed to the microphone and shouted: "Fangzi——"

Yoshiko stood directly on the chair.

"Are you sad?"

Fangzi put her hand to her mouth and responded loudly: "Next time I will definitely beat you!"

Meiji said to the reporter: "I don't know where your sadness comes from!"

The reporter said reluctantly: "This student Fangzi should be familiar with you, so have you considered other children's ideas?"

Miki held the microphone and looked down with a blank expression.

It was the first time in her life that she encountered such a thing.

"You are so annoying, I will laugh if I stand on the stage and take the first place!" A child with a thick head and a tiger head said with a disgusted expression.

Immediately, other people echoed: "That's right, we are not sad!"

"I really don't understand what the adults think. If you lose, you lose. It's fine if you win against her next time."

The reporter was left speechless by a group of children. He glanced around and found that the people in his company looked at him disapprovingly. He muttered, "What am I doing this for?" and sat down unhappily.

Uchiha Wansora had already started choosing the color of the sack, and Osamu Dazai turned his elbow and asked, "What is he doing this for?"

A dark light flashed in Dazai Osamu's eyes, and he snorted: "It's the opponent of the magazine that Miki's comics are serialized in. As long as the opponent's cash cow is destroyed, nothing can be done."

Uchiha Wansora twitched the corners of his mouth, ready to give him nightmares.

"What should we eat tonight?" Seeing Miki stepping down from the stage, Osamu Dazai said to himself, "Oden? This should be an old practice, right?"

"Well, Xiao Meiji has won a lot of bonuses, why not let her invite her today?"

Meiji rushed over with a flying kick, "You only care about my money!"

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"Itachi-kun, it feels really good to eat a bowl of warm oden on this snowy day." A shark said to the person next to him.

The people around him looked a little thin, wearing a red cloud robe, with a ring engraved with the word "Zhu" on the ring finger of his left hand, and the deep tear grooves on his face added a deep and melancholy atmosphere.

"Ah."

They walked out through the wind and snow, and the shop behind them was already dead silent, with blood flowing freely.

Kisame Kisame was still talking: "Who would have thought that an S-rank rebel would come to the Snow Country to be the owner of an oden restaurant."

"But Itachi-kun, have you thought about what you want to do in the future?"

Uchiha Itachi still didn't speak, he is a person with no future.

Dried persimmon and ghost shark didn't care, they walked in the snow like walking on flat ground.

It snows here all the year round, and the temperature is so low that even the best ninja will spend more energy here than in the past.

What's more, Uchiha Itachi's body has become weaker and weaker.

When they were about to find a place to stay, they found a different place in the valley.

Golden sunflowers appeared in large swaths, surrounding a huge pear tree.

The pear blossoms fall with the snow.

In the depths of the flowers, there is a deck chair under the tree, on which lies an old man with a serene face, who is sewing an amulet.

"Large enchantment!"

In such a wild and snowy field, a small courtyard and large sunflowers suddenly appeared.

The well-dressed old lady felt something and slowly raised her head.She is very old, but her eyes are still bright and full of wisdom.

"Uchiha..." She looked at Itachi Uchiha and said nostalgicly, "I haven't seen Uchiha for many years."

Uchiha Itachi's back tensed.

The old lady smiled kindly: "Come in and sit down, you and your father really look alike."

"Especially this tear groove." The wrinkled hand tapped Uchiha Itachi's eyes from the air.

The old lady led them to her garden and said, "You can call me Tomoko."

"And Uchiha can't come to my house empty-handed."

Uchiha Itachi looked down at her, only to see the old lady smiled gently: "You must bring me a camellia."

"If only it were the most blooming and most beautiful camellia."

The two Akatsuki members rested here for three days, and when they were about to leave, Tomoko stopped them.

Her figure is so thin, like a piece of light and fluffy paper, as if it would fly away in the wind, but there is an inexplicable gentleness in her eyes.

"Uchiha, stay here for a while."

"It's winter, it's too cold."

Uchiha Itachi didn't speak, Madam Tomoko already shook her head, stepped aside, and said helplessly, "Forget it, I can't keep you guys."

"Not one can be kept."

"Take something on the road." Mrs. Tomoko took out a box of military food pills, "I made this specially, it tastes like tricolor balls, you should like it."

"And yours, little shark." Mrs. Tomoko took out another box and said, "This is sea fish flavored."

When Dried Persimmon Kisame was holding the heavy box and didn't know whether to accept it, Uchiha Itachi spoke.

"Who are you waiting for?"

Mrs. Tomoko laughed, "A child was born under the sky, a child who opened his eyes with the stars."

"Her name is Wankong. If you meet her, please let her come to see my mother..." Mrs. Tomoko muttered for a while, then changed her words: "Come and see me for the last time."

Uchiha Itachi nodded.

Mrs. Tomoko asked: "If possible, can you bring me a camellia next winter?"

"In return, I will personally make a sukiyaki pot for you."

Uchiha Itachi remained silent.

Madam Tomoko let out a long sigh.