The days when I was full of question marks in Yokohama

That night, Uchiha Wansora couldn't sleep well.

There was a hint of dampness in the air, and there was a layer of water mist on the windows.Osamu Dazai was lying beside her, breathing steadily and evenly, and had already entered a state of deep sleep, but his hand was still tightly grasping her right hand.

She sat up and raised her left hand in an awkward posture, her shoulder felt sore like a needle prick.Uchiha Wansora frowned subconsciously, and soon calmed down.

Touch the cold window with your fingertips, wipe off the moisture, and leave a small spot on the window.

She started to paint with this little dot.

A swirl-shaped pattern appeared on the window, followed by a round fan.

Uchiha Wansora stared at the two patterns put together for a long time, watching the water droplets slowly slide down, leaving something like tear stains.

The mist slowly wrapped around and covered them.

She actually likes Konoha Village very much.

She also used to run around with Konoha's forehead protector, helping ordinary people who had just moved into the village move things, plant fields, and seriously discussed with Madara that she wanted to become a teacher in Konoha's school.

But not then.

Madara didn't know when she took off the forehead guard, but she was still wearing it.

She felt that there was always a way to solve this problem. When she started discussing the future plan with Mrs. Tomoko, things were always unexpected.

Madara left.

The patriarch left his clan.

When he left, Uchiha Wansora sat on the tree and looked at him, his shoulders were also aching, and he threw an umbrella to him when he passed by.

"Remember to open an umbrella when it rains." These were the last words she said to Madara.

There was obviously a box of beancurd sushi inside the seal, but I forgot to give it to him.

"It's really worrying."

She withdrew her cold and stiff fingertips, and suddenly regretted not saying a few more words to him.

Osamu Dazai turned over, Uchiha Wansora held down the quilt and lifted it up.

She just sat there all night, scribbling and drawing on the window from time to time, waiting for the painted things to disappear, and then started drawing again.

When Osamu Dazai opened his eyes, he saw an extra painting on the window.

Under the pear tree, a woman in a fine attire dances among the falling flowers.

He yawned, looked at Uchiha Yozora's red fingertips, and asked, "Did you not sleep all night?"

Uchiha Wansora shook his head, "I slept for a while."

She pushed Osamu Dazai to get him up quickly, "It's been raining, hurry up this morning, or you'll be late."

Osamu Dazai shrank into the quilt, "Kong-chan help me take off my clothes, it's so cold outside."

Uchiha Wansora turned over and got up, and took out the clothes that had been covered under the quilt from the end of the bed and handed them to him.

Osamu Dazai began to hum again, "I don't want to go to work!"

He wriggled like a caterpillar in the warm blanket, changed his clothes, and slowly crawled out.

"But if you don't work, you won't have money to buy gifts for Kong Jiang."

"Gift?"

"Huh? Did I slip up?" He covered his mouth in surprise, "It seems so."

He stretched himself, turned his buttocks to find a triangular bandage to wrap around his plaster-covered hand.

"Because I have always wanted to be a qualified boyfriend."

Uchiha Wanzo blinked, "So I want to see you off too?"

Osamu Dazai turned his head and said with a smile, "Give it when Kong-chan wants to, otherwise the gift is meaningless."

"However, I was about to save enough money before, but it was borrowed by Kong Kong, so I had to save again."

"Although it's very troublesome, for the sake of Kongjiang, it's a canned crab meat."

Uchiha Wansora looked at the hand stretched out in front of him, his eyes flickered, "But I remember...you weren't my boyfriend at that time, were you?"

Osamu Dazai's smile froze, "Really?"

Uchiha Wanzo nodded, "Yes."

"That must be Sora, you remember wrong." Osamu Dazai withdrew his hand, walked into the bathroom and began to brush his teeth.

Uchiha Wansora followed him in, picked up a toothbrush, and Osamu Dazai squeezed toothpaste for her with his toothbrush in his mouth.

Nanako has already prepared breakfast, and there is an extra glass of milk in front of everyone.

Osamu Dazai lay on the table, tapped the glass with his fingers, and asked, "Can I add monosodium glutamate to the milk?"

"Huh?" Hao also wiped the milk stains around his lips with a paper, and looked at him in surprise: "Dazai, why are you crazy? Add MSG to milk?"

Mei Ji said, "At least it's not dish soap."

Osamu Dazai let out a "huh", "It might be good to add dish soap."

Uchiha Wansora was acting as a human-shaped garment steamer again, ironing the wrinkles on the black windbreaker. Hearing this, he just said, "You can't die if you add dish soap. At most, you can drag it to the hospital for gastric lavage."

"Of course I know the truth, I just want to try it." He took out the jar of MSG from the kitchen and began to add ingredients to the milk.

Hao also gave a "tsk", "If you want to try this, then you are really bored to a new level."

Dazai Osamu didn't respond to Koya's words, took a sip of milk, his expression changed slightly, his Adam's apple moved and he swallowed, he took the cup to Uchiha Wanzora, and asked, "Have a taste of Sora-chan?"

Uchiha Wansora took a sip from his hand, his eyelids twitched, but he looked at the two little carrot heads curiously, and said calmly, "It's okay."

Meiji jumped off the chair and ran over with her calves, "I want to try it too!"

Uchiha Wansora took the cup and fed her.

"Gudong~"

Miki swallowed with difficulty, the smile on her face gradually disappeared.

Hao also leaned over without knowing it, "How is it? How is it?"

The three of them smiled at the same time and gave a thumbs up, "Great."

Hao also took the cup from Meiji, drank it in a few gulps, and sprayed it all out in the next second.

"You... three liars!"

Hao was also incapable of fury.

Osamu Dazai began to commute regularly, spending most of his time in the office, occasionally going to Hongye to help out.

As a person who is almost invincible against supernatural beings but can be dealt with by a single bullet, he rarely goes out to work unless necessary.

And every time I go out to work, I will definitely bring Zhongya with me.

He delivered food to Alice as usual, and turned into Hongye's office by the way.

"Sora made a maple syrup cake tonight." Ozaki Koyo opened the box happily and began to enjoy her own breakfast.

Osamu Dazai said, "This is made by Nanako."

Hongye glanced at him in surprise, "Ah, that Nanako is really amazing."

She knew that there was a bird called Nanako in Uchiha Wankong, but she didn't expect that the bird could also make cakes.

After delivering the cake to Koyo Ozaki, he looked at the carton of milk left in the bag, ground his teeth, and called a subordinate.

"Go, send it to Zhong Ye."

The subordinate hurriedly took the milk, "Give it to Mr. Chuya?"

Dazai nodded heavily.

If it weren't for Uchiha Wankong's various requests, he would absolutely, absolutely not bring milk to the little man.

And most importantly, if he sent it over, the little man would never drink it.

He reluctantly said: "Tell him that the tuanfan was given to him, and that they want to grow taller together."

That last sentence was, of course, added by him.

The subordinate was holding the milk in his hand dripping with cold sweat, and always felt that the green outer packaging was somewhat similar to Mr. Dazai's hair color.

Dazai Osamu didn't care about building a good relationship with his colleagues, but Uchiha Wansora seemed to care about it.

I always ask him if he has been squeezed out at work or something else.

Of course they didn't dare. After all, Osamu Dazai was regarded as the leader's disciple, and he was not weak. At most, some people would complain about his age.

But when he said this, Uchiha Wansora seemed to be even more worried.

I told him a story about two men starting a business together, but one of them was squeezed out by others because of his strength and aloofness, and finally he was forced to leave the company that he worked together helplessly.

As a result, he left the company and was going to fight alone. The company where he was in the ring had already been established, but he didn't expect that it was a scam. This time, he was cheated out of everything, and he couldn't even afford sushi.

Osamu Dazai saw that the first half of what she said was true, and the latter was purely fabricated, and the more she made it, the more outrageous it became.

But being worn out by her, Osamu Dazai had no choice but to bear the burden of humiliation and act as her delivery man.

There was Kyoka's father helping at the curry shop, and Uchiha Wansora stayed at home, chatting and drinking tea with the landlady in her glass greenhouse.

Xiao Meiji sat obediently in front of the easel and drew herself.

Uchiha Wansora likes the feeling of chatting with the landlady very much. It is a kind of wisdom tempered and precipitated by time. She has different insights and views on life, which always makes her feel peaceful.

There are few old people in the Uchiha family, or in other words, there are almost no old people in the ninja family except the Senju family.

Mother Jinghua also joined their tea party today.

Uchiha Wansora looked at the thick dark circles under Kyoka's mother's eyes, and asked, "Did Kyoka's mother not rest?"

Jinghua's mother smiled wearily, "Last night I fought mosquitoes all night." Plus I wrote a report all night.

Uchiha Wansora, who also experienced being harassed by mosquitoes all night, showed a sympathetic expression.

Whenever there are mosquitoes, she is extremely envious of Dazai Osamu's big heart, covering his chin with a quilt, and covering his head with a pillow towel, exposing only his nostrils to breathe.

But she has keen hearing, and she can never fall asleep if she can't kill mosquitoes.

The three of them were chatting, and they couldn't help but talk about discounts in the supermarket.

Jinghua's mother said: "Wan Kong, I remember that there is a store that sells garment steamers at a discount, do you want to go buy them together?"

Uchiha Wansora shook his head, "It's not necessary."

Osamu Dazai is the only one who needs a garment steamer at home, but Susano can almost add a knife, and her fire chakra can make a perfect substitute.

Kyoka's mother took a deep breath, today she would persuade Uchiha Wansora to bring the clothes steamer into her house, even if it was free.

She really, really doesn't want to write a messy report on the abnormal use of abilities anymore!

Why is such a powerful ability used to save cats and iron clothes?She could barely make it up.

Jinghua's mother said: "But that store only offers discounts if you buy two items. I really want to buy a vacuum cleaner."

"And, I still have coupons in my hand."

As we all know, if you don't use coupons, you will lose money.

Even retired ninjas sometimes can't resist the temptation of coupons.

She made an appointment with Jinghua's mother to go shopping when the weather was better.

I don't know how to turn the topic, but turned to the child again.

The landlady touched the cat on her lap and said with a smile, "Xiao Jinghua wants to open a tofu hot pot restaurant when she grows up, and Xiao Hao also wants to be a policeman. What does Xiao Meiji want to do when she grows up?"

Meiji put down her paintbrush, thought for a long time, and replied solemnly: "I don't really want to grow up."

"Huh?" The three of them looked at her together, and Meiji said something that seemed nonsensical but seemed to make sense.

"Because when you grow up, you have to suffer."

Uchiha Wansora smiled helplessly, "You..."

Miki shook her head, "But if I can, I want to be a manga artist!"

She clenched her pink fist and waved it, "I've already thought about the title of my first comic book!"

"The Adventures of the Stars!"

She put the drawing board in front of Uchiha Wansora, pointed to the black cat on it with a smile and said, "She is the protagonist star!"

The little black cat squatted on the roof with its head raised high. It had a pair of unusual cat eyes.There are three kittens of different colors behind her.

The pupils of the stars, like five-petal pear blossoms, are staring at the people outside the painting.