Boyfriend who is full of good feelings suddenly wants to break up

These two days are rest days, because the weekend is the agreed date to visit Mr. Odasaku's house, so you went to buy gifts one day earlier.

——Adopted a double-digit child, maybe Mr. Odasaku is suitable for running an orphanage by accident.

If it's just a gift, it's a good choice for a girl, but if it's a boy of this age, it's a little bit at a loss.

Subconsciously edited a message and wanted to ask, but after pressing the send button with your finger, you were startled. You kept pressing and moved your fingertips away, staring at the recipient's name for a while.

If Ah Gang said, he would definitely give advice seriously.

Be it friends or just acquaintances.

But it is still very strange!

With that inexplicable emotion, you deleted the edited news word by word.

Putting the phone back into the bag again, you raised your hand and patted your face: You need to get used to being alone sooner.

When he looked up, he met someone he had just met a few days ago.

The young man seemed to want to say hello, but withdrew his hand in an unnatural gesture.

You think about your little action just now.

The other party is probably afraid of embarrassing you?

Mr. Nakahara is indeed a considerate person!

only--

You blinked and looked at the other person's outfit with a little novelty, "Mr. Zhongyuan, are you also on vacation?"

It was rare for the young man not to wear the very professional three-piece suit, not even a hat, but just casually dressed in a sportswear with a choker on the neck and shoulders, looking like a very fashionable boy.

Suddenly it became more approachable.

He doesn't seem to be used to seeing acquaintances in this suit, he obviously froze after noticing where your gaze fell, but he still replied, "Yes."

It seemed a little cold and not easy to approach.

But with today's attire, you suddenly realize: Mr. Zhongyuan, could it be... I'm sorry, right?

You were stunned by this unexpected discovery, and you forgot to look away for a moment.

Until the young man on the opposite side showed an obvious expression of patience.

Realizing your impoliteness, you immediately wanted to apologize, but you heard the other person speak first, "What's the matter?"

You blurted out: "It's very suitable for Mr. Zhongyuan."

The young man on the opposite side had an obviously confused expression on his face, and after three seconds, he froze.

"Uh……"

"Uh..." In this frozen atmosphere, you also gradually realize that the meaning of Mr. Zhongyuan's sentence is probably not to ask you to evaluate his clothes.

You: "Sorry, so sorry!!"

Fortunately, Mr. Zhongyuan showed his open-minded attitude as always. Although he was still a little stiff, he didn't feel dissatisfied with you because of it-he asked your cat, which is Xiao Mi, how did he say.

One's own pet is cared about, of course the owner is happy.

You answered Mr. Zhongyuan's question with a slightly raised tone, "There is nothing wrong with it, it is very healthy."

"It's just like what Mr. Zhongyuan said." At this point, you paused for a while, and couldn't help showing a bit of a patient expression of wanting to laugh, "I'm really reflecting on myself."

As soon as I got home, I took the initiative to run to face the wall or something.

For a kitten, the cuteness content is beyond the standard.

People can't even bear to blame.

But even so, you didn't bring it out this time.

In fact, it is not necessary to take a cat out of the house, and for some timid domestic cats, taking it out will make it very scared.

The reason you always took Mimi before was because Mimi would be very disturbed if you disappeared from its sight-even if it was clingy, it was too clingy.

You guess it's a hangover from its past abandonment: once you think about it, you can't help but feel a little more pity for it.

It’s just that what happened last time made you realize that you can’t always take it with you. After all, there are always occasions where pets can’t go.

Going out this time was ruthless.

Although I have repeatedly promised it before going out that I will be back soon and that my mother does not want you anymore, Xiaomi's attitude still makes you feel that you are going to be gone forever.

In fact, there have been several desensitization trainings before, but Xiaomi is really too smart: it can accurately judge whether you are really going out, or just waiting at the door (or nearby).

That's why I behaved super well-behaved during training, but when I actually went out, I became a state of not cooperating no matter what.

I have compromised several times when I went to school before, so this time it is absolutely, yes, no, okay!

You learn from the painful experience: "You can't give it the impression that it can pass the test just by acting like a baby!"

A chuckle came from the side.

You startled for a moment, then turned your head and saw Mr. Zhongyuan's expression with stretched brows and eyes.

He didn't smile in that very gentle way, but wanton and flamboyant.

It's completely different.

Who is it compared with?

You shook your head a little.

Speaking of which, Mr. Nakahara's hair color is somewhat similar to Mi's eyes.

No, it seems to be a little deeper.

Noticing your gaze, Nakahara Chuya tilted his head, raised his eyebrows, as if asking silently what's wrong.

You hurriedly looked away and lowered your head, said something in a hurry, and then realized that this behavior seemed a little strange, so you quickly made up for it, "Is Mr. Zhongyuan here to buy daily necessities?"

As soon as you say it, you realize that it doesn't seem very appropriate either.

Although for some reason, inexplicably, it has become the current relationship where you can greet and chat, but you still know Mr. Zhongyuan's occupation, and you have always been careful not to have any unnecessary divergence when talking, especially about The other party's personal information above.

However, Mr. Zhong Yuan didn't seem to care about this, he agreed casually, and followed the trend: "You—"

His eyes fell on the doll in your cart, and he seemed to be stuck in what he was going to say.

For some reason, you somehow want to laugh.

In such a relaxed atmosphere, you also forgot the subtle feeling just now.

Before the other party can figure out something strange, you have already suppressed a smile and explained: "It is a gift prepared for a visit to a friend's house. His family has adopted several children."

Then Zhongyuan Zhongya agreed as if he was relieved, but you remembered the embarrassment before.

Maybe it's because of today's dress, Mr. Zhongyuan doesn't have the usual sense of distance, you don't think too much, just ask, "Does Mr. Zhongyuan have any suggestions? Gifts for boys... Well, probably in their teens, still There are less than ten years old."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also slightly stunned.

If you didn't get a response for a while, you turned your head and looked over with some doubts, "If you find it difficult, you don't have to..."

"No." Zhong Yuanzhong also shook his head and interrupted your words, "It's just—"

—He never thought about it.

Children in Radium Bowl Street don't get presents.

But if given a choice, what they want is probably - a weapon.

...guns, knives, ammunition...

Not a toy, but a real weapon—a weapon that can protect itself and kill people.

Zhong Yuanzhong also took a breath and let it out, as if trying to suppress those sudden memories, his eyes swept across the shelves, skipping over something and stopping for a while.

He raised his finger, "Well, how about it?"

You follow along——

Model locomotive?

After a moment of stupefaction, you suddenly realized: "It seems to be very good!"

It sure looks like a toy that boys would love.

"what about this?"

"Give it to a slightly older child."

"Over there—how about that?"

"It's not bad either—"

……

"How about a game cassette? There are several children in his family, right? It would be very convenient to play online games."

"Is that right?"

……

Illusion?Why do you think Mr. Nakahara seems a little excited?

Although the body movements are still very restrained.

But the voice is also, and the expression is also very happy.

All in all, this gift-buying trip was well-done, even a little over-fulfilled.

Except for being too bold in buying toys in the middle, a little boy with a red nose from crying grabbed the hem of his clothes alone, and said in a muffled voice, "Can I ask you to be my parents?" Of course, the latter is very He was quickly pulled away by the embarrassed mother, but followed by a kind-hearted man who warned you two with the expression of someone who came here, that the child should not be spoiled like this.

? ?

...! !

Because of this small episode, the atmosphere at the end of shopping fell into a strange stiffness. Although Mr. Zhongyuan carried most of the bags for you in a gentlemanly manner, there was a full arm's distance between the two of them, almost occupying the pedestrians. Both sides of the aisle.

After a long silence, Mr. Zhongyuan coughed, as if forcing the topic to open up, "Sorry, isn't it a little too much?"

You shook your head, "No, Mr. Odasaku has adopted more than a dozen children."

Although it is indeed a bit more than your budget, but these averagely fall into the hands of each child, it is only one extra piece.

In this kind of big family, even Mr. Odasaku tried his best to ensure their life, but the care given to each child may be very limited. It would be great if there is one more gift to make these children happy.

——Odasaku?

Zhong Yuanzhong was also puzzled by this strange and inexplicably familiar title, but he didn't think deeply about it. He said casually, "A dozen or so, that's really a big family."

You heard the inexplicable familiarity and nostalgia in his tone, and subconsciously answered, "Does Mr. Zhongyuan have many brothers and sisters?"

As soon as these words came out, both of them were taken aback.

You hurriedly said, "Sorry, I didn't mean to inquire about Mr. Zhongyuan's past."

The young man's slightly stunned expression turned into a laugh because of your overly nervous attitude.

He shook his head, indicating that you don't have to do this, followed by a tone that seemed to be considering, "Rather than brothers and sisters, it's better to say they are companions, companions who live together for some reason."

You are a little startled, and soon realize that the life of the other party is probably different from the perception of ordinary people.

You agreed a little helplessly, but for a moment you didn't know how to continue, or whether you should continue.

It was Mr. Zhongyuan who laughed first, "Don't be so nervous. Speaking of it, there is actually not that big difference, companions, family members."

"Although something happened later..."

"But if I think about it now, I have quite a few good memories."

His expression is free and easy and calm.

You don't know if some of the things he mentioned in one sentence are as easy as he said, but it's probably not that simple for him to mention them specially now.

But obviously, for the other party, those did not become his shackles.From what you have seen before, it seems that Mr. Zhongyuan has never been afraid of anything. Even if it is a fierce battle or a difficult situation, the other party never has any intention of retreating.

You can't help feeling: "Mr. Zhongyuan, he is a very powerful person."

The young man who was calm and composed just now visibly froze for a moment, and then showed that cold and unapproachable expression again.

you:……?

You suddenly remembered your previous thoughts: actually——are you really embarrassed? !

It seems, a little cute.

You shook your head hastily, putting the overly offensive thought behind you.

But not long after walking forward, Mr. Zhongyuan, who was obviously still stiff and tense, frowned.

Just as you were about to ask what happened, you saw a small orange ball surrounded by red light floating from the sky.

you:? ? !

"Xiao Mi—!!"

You quickly reached out to pick it up.

Zhong Yuanzhong also showed a stretched expression that his confusion was finally solved.

"Let's just say that from the very beginning, I felt that I was being watched by something all the time—it turned out to be you!"

You don't know how Xiao Mi got out of the house in the end, and it seems that she has been with you all the time.

Also because of this reason, when you visited Mr. Odasaku's house the next day, you didn't dare to leave it at home, God knows if it will sneak up again this time.

Of course, you don't dare to hold it directly like before, cat bag, suspender vest, leash... You are fully prepared, so that you can hold it if a similar situation occurs last time.

But it didn't turn out to be what you were worried about.

Xiaomi showed an extraordinary cuteness this time, and had a great time with a few children.

Moreover, the gift chosen by Mr. Nakahara is also very popular, so that you can get enough favorability with Oda writer's child as soon as you appear.

Instead, as the head of the family, Mr. Odasaku looked at the gift that needed to be brought in with a suitcase, and his usual flat expression showed some astonishment. He wanted to refuse at first, but obviously, the little devil in his family Not all of them are the well-behaved and sensible type. Before he successfully refused, the gifts had already been snatched up.

It's rare for you to see Mr. Odasaku showing such a serious expression.

——It was so imposing that even the boys who made a fuss at the beginning obediently admitted their mistake.

In the end, Mr. Dazai helped smooth things over.

This time Mr. Odasaku's family went very smoothly.

The last gift given by the other party was a considerable amount of books.

It was only then that you realized that Mr. Oda Saku was not only a member of the detective agency, but also a novelist.

Working in a detective agency, writing novels, and adopting more than a dozen children...

The image of this dark red-haired young man in your mind has suddenly grown, even with the player's time efficiency, it is very difficult to achieve this level.

Odasaku-san, what an amazing person!

Mr. Oda Saku's books in return are probably based on the size of the toy one-to-one.

Among them are new ones, and some obviously have traces of flipping through them-the latter were probably prepared improvised, and as far as the traces of use are concerned, they are obviously the kind that the owner is very fond of.

Whether it is from the heart, or from the pure monetary value, it is too heavy.

But in the end, Mr. Dazai convinced you—after all, books are not consumables. Paper and words carry the author's thoughts. This is the communication between readers and writers across time and space.

For Mr. Oda Saku, it would be a very happy thing if more people could read his favorite books.

Borrowing of course!

—You will return it.

The weight of knowledge is certainly enough.

That is true in every sense of the word.

This heavy gift was finally brought back by Mr. Dazai for you.

Naturally, on the way back, the gift you gave the kids came up.

Of course you dare not take the credit, but waved your hands to explain: "I didn't choose it, it was a—"

You paused for a moment, and felt that with the relationship between you and Mr. Zhongyuan, you probably couldn't be called friends.

You hesitate, then—

"Good man. Helped by a kind gentleman."

Mr. Dazai seemed to have smiled, but upon closer inspection, he didn't seem to have.

He responded with a light tone, "That's right."

It seemed that what he said just now was just a casual question to stir up the topic.

While talking, his eyes fell on the cat bag behind him, looking at the cat squatting vigilantly through the transparent part of the cat bag.

Osamu Dazai smiled lightly, this expression provoked the fur inside the cat to frizz, the orange flame rose up as if uncontrollably, and disappeared in the next second.

The smile in Osamu Dazai's eyes deepened, he opened his mouth and spoke silently.

--useless.

Before the cat inside showed a fierce expression, Osamu Dazai had already withdrawn his gaze.

He blinked, feeling that the evaluation just now seemed too arbitrary.

It could also be that the slug smell is too strong, masking the stench that belongs to the Mafia.