The days when I was full of question marks in Yokohama

It was Ichiro Misu who told her about the knifesmith Uchiha Wansora was looking for.

To his surprise, it was a young man. When he handed the specially customized knife to Uchiha Wansora, there was also a document.

"Mr. Miqi entrusted me to deliver this to you." The young man scratched his dark cheeks, "He said that if you come to me, I will give this to you."

The envelope was still stamped with sealant, indicating that it had not been opened.

Uchiha Wansora opened the envelope, and inside was a stack of documents.

Compared with Miki's thin and pitiful piece of paper, Hiroya's is much thicker.

Meiji is an orphan abandoned by others. When she was young, she was brought up by an old beggar. When she was four years old, the old beggar died, and she began to wander alone.

At the age of five, he picked up Koya who was abandoned, and the two began to form a team to wander, until they met Uchiha Wansora, and more disappeared.

And Hao also's life experience will be more tortuous.

"Hao also has an older brother named Umegi Koren?" Uchiha Wansora raised his eyebrows, "The surnames are different."

The knifesmith said, "I don't know about that."

When Ichiro Miqi gave it to him, he didn't read the contents.

Uchiha Wansora sat down and began to watch slowly.

Hao Ye's mother had two husbands and two children.

The first child, Umeki Hongren, can know the child's excellent grades from the excellent grades on the report card.

Judging from various award-winning photos, Koya's mother is smiling brightly, so we know that she is also proud of it.

Hou Haoya's mother divorced because of a breakdown in her relationship with Umeki Hongren's father. Unfortunately, she did not win Umeki Hongren's custody.

In the second year, she married another man and gave birth to Koya in the same year.

Meimu Hongren and An Qihao are also 15 years apart.

Judging from the resemblance to another child in the various cram schools she enrolled in Hiroya, she actually wants to cultivate another Meimu Hongren.

Hiroya has been running around in various cram schools since he was about three years old, and his grades are considered excellent, but in the eyes of Hiroya's mother, he is still not as good as Umegi Hongren.

At the same time, Meimu Hongren entered the police academy and entered the military police after graduating ahead of schedule.

Seeing this, Uchiha Wanzo touched his chin, "Ah, so I was influenced by other people."

However, the good times didn't last long. After a mission, Mei Muhong was charged with killing his companions and came to Yokohama after being expelled from the army and police.

As for whether he actually killed his companions, it is unknown.

Ichiro Misu speculates that Red Umegi has now joined the port mafia.

After Koya's mother brought Koya to Yokohama, she seemed to meet Mei Muhong.

That night, she seemed unable to bear the fact that her outstanding eldest son joined the Mafia, so she jumped into the sea and committed suicide.

Hao also began to wander alone in this strange city. If he hadn't met Meiji, he might have starved to death on the street.

"What an irresponsible parent..." Uchiha Wansora ignited a flame in his hand after reading it, and completely burned the document.

After she finished reading the items, the knifesmith came out of the inner room, holding a rectangular satin box in both hands.

"Thank you." Uchiha Wansora bent slightly and took it with both hands to show respect and gratitude.

The knifesmith showed a simple and honest smile, "This is also a challenge for me."

"It took me a lot of effort to shoot this knife that won't hurt people, and I feel like my brain cells are going to die."

A knife is a knife, even if it is a decorative knife, it will accidentally cut the fingers of noble ladies.

But Uchiha Wankong asked for a knife that would not hurt anyone, which made the swordsmith very troubled.

Uchiha Wansora smiled and opened the box.

The thing in the middle of the box is not so much a knife as it is a huge iron ruler. It has no blade, and both sides can be said to be the back of the knife.

But the shining iron blade revealed its true identity.

"But can something like this really work?" Even the knifesmith himself was full of doubts.

Uchiha Wansora nodded, "No matter how good a sword is, it is just a tool. There is never a tool that is not easy to use, only people who don't know how to use it."

The swordsmith scratched his head, "That's true, but does anyone really know how to use such a knife?"

As a knife maker, he regards every knife he makes as his own painstaking effort. Although he has sold the knife, he still has a kind of worry about marrying his daughter.

Uchiha Wankong said with great certainty: "That child must be suitable for this knife."

Uchiha Wansora thanked him repeatedly before leaving him.

"It seems that next time I will save money to buy a good bottle of wine for Mr. Miqi."

He knew that Uchiha Wansora broke the old sword. If Uchiha Wansora and Hiroya reconciled, she would definitely come to the swordsmith to make a new knife for Hiroya.

So he put the information on the swordsmith, otherwise the information that took a lot of effort would be useless to her.

When Uchiha Wansora returned home with the knife in hand, he had a black doll in his hand, which was soft and felt good, and it softened with a light poke.

At this time, Osamu Dazai was already sitting on the sofa and eating canned food.

She raised her eyes to look at the sky outside, and said casually, "It feels like you came back very early recently."

Osamu Dazai was surprised: "Don't you want me to come back?"

Uchiha Wansora put the cat doll on the entrance and began to change shoes, "No, that's not true. In fact, I wish you would come back earlier."

The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and her eyes were shining.

Osamu Dazai stretched himself, and slowly looked away, not looking at her.

After a while, he turned his head to look at her again. Uchiha Wansora was no longer looking at him, but was fiddling with a box.

The corner of his mouth curled down, and he began to poke at his game console.

The villain in the game console fell into the river under his fierce operation, and returned to the resurrection point.

"... Anyway, I have nothing to do these days, and I don't even need to go to work."

"No need to go to work?" This time it was Uchiha Wansora's turn to be surprised.

She has occasionally been to Hong Kong and Heilongjiang a few times, and she knows that Mori Ogai is short of people and money, and she can't wait to break it into three, and it is absolutely impossible for Dazai to be idle for so long.

"That's right, he specially entrusted me with one thing, and I don't need to worry about other things during this period, so I can take a vacation after the matter is resolved." Osamu Dazai said relaxedly.

"Well, I'm more curious about how much time Mr. Sen gave you?"

Osamu Dazai raised four fingers.

Uchiha Wansora raised his eyebrows, "You finished it in one morning in four days?"

Osamu Dazai smiled and nodded, "So it's not difficult."

"No matter what happens to you, there is nothing difficult." Uchiha Wansora said seriously.

"No." Osamu Dazai shook his finger, "There is one thing that is very difficult for me."

"what?"

Osamu Dazai tilted his head back, leaned against the backrest as if he had no bones, and said in a loose tone, "I always don't know what Miss Wankong is thinking."

Uchiha Wanzo blinked his eyes and tilted his head to look at him.

"Every time Sora makes a super serious face, like this."

Osamu Dazai sat up straight, pressed the corner of his mouth with his fingers and pulled it down, and a sense of horror from a horror movie appeared in an instant.

"Doesn't it look scary?" he asked inarticulately.

The corner of Uchiha Wansora's mouth twitched, "Is... right? Have I ever made such an expression?"

Osamu Dazai nodded vigorously while maintaining that movement.

"That's what you usually do when you're thinking."

Uchiha Wansora subconsciously looked at the black screen TV.

"Not as exaggerated as you."

Osamu Dazai let go of his hands and rubbed his face, "It's no exaggeration, you're just so scary when you're not smiling."

Uchiha Wansora frowned slightly.

"Look, look, just like this!" Osamu Dazai gestured exaggeratedly, "Every time you make such an expression, I start to wonder what important things you are thinking about."

"As a result, several times, you were thinking about what to eat for dinner! It made me tremble with fear for a long time." Osamu Dazai accused.

Uchiha Wansora asked: "Isn't eating an important thing?"

"That's why sometimes I can't understand you." Osamu Dazai lowered his voice.

"Hmm... probably because I wasn't thinking about anything." Uchiha Wansora pondered for a moment before slowly answering.

She wasn't thinking about anything, so no one else would know what she was thinking, not even the brightest Osamu Dazai.

"Then what are you thinking now? Are you frying crabs tonight?" Osamu Dazai couldn't help asking when he saw her frowning again.

"I'm thinking that although you have completed the task, the effect completed in four days is not the same as that completed in one morning?" Uchiha Wansora thought thoughtfully

"That's right!" Osamu Dazai nodded, "So are you frying crabs tonight?"

Uchiha Wansora saw that he didn't want to go into details, so he didn't go any further.

"I don't know who broke the pot, I can't fry crabs tonight." Uchiha Wansora looked at the boy in front of him with a smile.

Osamu Dazai's face was normal, and he fell limply on the sofa, wailing.

"That's really annoying..."

"So get up, pot-broken bastards, let's fix the pot."

Uchiha Wansora went to hold his hand, trying to pull him up from the sofa.

But he was like a mollusc, she pulled it, and Osamu Dazai moved his body, and when Uchiha Wanzo let go, he fell down again.

"No... Anyway, I can't eat fried crabs tonight."

"Kongjiang, do you think the tree outside is growing well, especially suitable for..."

Before he finished speaking, Uchiha Wansora couldn't take it anymore, he lifted him on his shoulder with one hand, and prepared to walk out with the broken pot in the other hand.

"I can't eat tonight, and I can't eat tomorrow if I don't repair the pot!"

Osamu Dazai didn't struggle after being lifted up, moved to a more comfortable position and started to play upside down.

"I heard that if you stand on your head for a long time, the blood vessels in your head will burst, and then your hair will be raised." He said briskly.

Uchiha Wankong thought to himself, this is also the reason.

Put the person on the ground, pull the doll and put it into his hand, "Then I'll fix the pot, you have fun with it."

Osamu Dazai poked at the cat doll, which was round like a ball, with four small jiujiu and a long jiujiu growing on the ball, which were the limbs and the tail respectively.

Except for two ears and eyes, all are black.

"Hey?"

"And these days, it's the only one that will accompany you during the day." Uchiha Wansora said with a chuckle, "It seems that I bought it at a good time."