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When Mr. Hamster and Moon Beast came back, neither of the breeders went downstairs.

Taking the girl's love book from Fyodor, Ryunosuke Akutagawa, who was dressed like a British nobleman, looked down at the cute and delicate cover, and couldn't help but smile.

Fyodor's past is a secret between the two of them.

It's almost like God is joking.

Fyodor, who has the opposite color scheme from the original rice ball, has white hair and blue-green eyes. He pretends to be sick, but now he has the strength to break a tree as thick as a person surrounded by one punch. Although he will obey Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's idea She wore a white dress, but black clothes definitely accounted for three-quarters of her wardrobe.

The most important thing is that Akutagawa Ryunosuke remembers that Hara Fyodor wants to build a world without people with supernatural powers, but their anti-color Fyodor is completely the opposite. He thinks people with supernatural powers are his His family is where he belongs, and those geniuses who are so smart that they are different from ordinary people will also be recognized by him.

For example, Edogawa Ranpo, or Sawada Hiroki.

Fyodor never wants to gain recognition and a sense of belonging from ordinary people, and he will unswervingly stand on the side he agrees with.

[Many disputes and contradictions are created by human beings themselves. The more the desire wins, the more demands are made, and the disputes become more intense... and truly powerful people have no desires or desires. 】

As Fyodor said, he is a person who has almost no desires. He hates wars, disputes, and conspiracies, but he hates those things befalling him even more, so he is good at playing tricks and using words to sow discord , Transfer all troublesome things to places where they will not affect you.

As the so-called fights poison with poison, magic must be defeated with magic - Fyodor once said this in the tone of his father.

Fyodor is very selfless, he has a smart brain, sees things clearly, and can see a hundred steps in one step, but he is also a human being, and he will get angry, especially when facing the papers written by his students as a tutor Sometimes, it takes a big glass of milk to coax him well.

When you see Fyodor's tutor, you have to remember to submit milk with your terrible dissertation that needs to be revised. This is the survival guide for graduate students in criminal psychology. Fyodor is so angry The table will also remember to pick up the milk on the table first.

Hot milk in cold weather, cold milk in hot weather, remember these two points, the instructor is not poisonous.

——Fyodor's students gave a thumbs up and said it was really easy to use.

Putting the girl's love book on the shelf aside, Akutagawa Ryunosuke took out a few packs of colored paper from the drawer and put them on the table, handed Fyodor a pair of scissors, "Let's start our work, Fyodor , we need to be quick, the party is about to start at [-] o'clock in the evening, we have to finish these decorations before then, the colorful circle strips are still very easy to do."

"This reminds me of my life in kindergarten..." Fyodor paused, then said softly, "Should I say training camp? If our team wins, we can have a big meal. Everyone celebrates will do these things."

Kindergarten refers to his personal memories before time travel, and training camp is Fyodor's completed past in this world.

"I don't think anyone can beat you." Akutagawa Ryunosuke said.

"Of course, that's why I was called a 'hero' by the rest of the team." Fyodor said so, but his expression revealed that he didn't care.

"Hero, cut the paper quickly. I'll stick the circle. Mr. Sen and Alice are inflating the balloon in another room."

Everyone has a clear division of labor.

In the past, whether immature or young, Fyodor took on everything by himself, whether it was field drills or real tasks, but now no matter how big or small, he has a reliable family to help and share with him, so He readily faded away his edge, put away his sharp claws, and became a professor with a sickly appearance.

If he thinks that his family should not exist in the world, then even if it is himself, Fyodor will give the other party a serious punch in the head with a sneer to make the other party sober.

It can only be said that different environments, experiences, and backgrounds have created a completely different Fyodor. This is a reasonable development. As long as the two of them don't really meet, nothing will happen.

The lights in the mansion are bright, and the ribbons, balloons, colorful hand-made origami flowers, and the cute and mellow words of party make the hall extremely lively, which is incompatible with the elegant and holy style of this mansion.

Zhongyuan Zhong also generously took out all his most precious collections, and everyone drank together - except for minors, of course.

The dishes on the table are all everyone’s favorite, and the small cakes for dessert also have different flavors. They even thoughtfully wrote their names on the plate with chocolate to mark which one belongs to.

But of course adults want to drink freely, good food and good wine, it is easy to do it, but what will happen to all the cadres with a very high risk factor if they get drunk?At least Zhong Yuanzhong would never want to drink in front of others because she knew that her wine taste was not very good.

Contrary to her, Verlaine was very quiet when drunk, leaning on Lan Tang's shoulder, the black-haired space master smiled and held a glass of boiled water. From Lan Tang's slightly drunk face, it could be seen that she was actually a little drunk .

In fact, the only ones who were really awake at the end were the 'minors' who were drinking fruit juice.

"Last time...the last duel hasn't been decided yet!" Suehiro Tetsun patted the table and said, he was talking about the last cat-dog fight in Yokohama Park, "Come on!"

Mori Ogai was full of energy - well, at least at this moment, the eyes of the mature and handsome uncle burst out with a firm brilliance, "Come on!"

The two are sitting opposite to each other. Once their eyes meet, the battle will begin!

They rolled up their sleeves and started tapping the table to beat the rhythm.

Su Guang ironly said, "Which of us is whose father."

Mori Ogai: "I am your father! Which of us is the other's son."

Suguang Tiechang: "You are my son! Which of us calls the father!"

Mori Ogai: "You call me Daddy! Which of us calls the other Son!"

Su Guang Tie Chang: "I'll call you son!"

That beat seemed to drive the DNA of the others present, Verlaine staggered to the side of the piano, opened the key cover and pressed the piano keys.

Oda Sakunosuke slowly poked his head out from the middle edge of the table, playing the kalimba in his hand.

"Which one of us calls the other father!"

"You call me Daddy!"

"Which one of us belongs to whose son!"

"You are my son!"

Lan Tang took out the violin from his space and played it.

Fujimaru Tachika held the pipa gracefully, playing with her fingertips.

Nakahara also began to hum, and the other accompanists also began to sing in low chorus. Just as the music gradually reached the peak, Mori Ogai hissed very seriously, so the accompaniment stopped abruptly, and the first round ended.

Mori Ogai and Suehiro Tiechang continued to argue about who's father, the piano kalimba, the violin, and the pipa were played again. In this second round of battle, Akutagawa Ryunosuke joined the orchestra and played the flute. Quan Jinghua took the triangle iron and rang it to match the rhythm.

The floor began to vibrate slightly, the drum set rose together with Yosano Akiko, and Yosano Akiko began to add rock elements to this elegant symphony, and Shibusawa Ryuhiko played his beloved erhu unceremoniously.

Atsushi Nakajima picked up his suona, took a deep breath—blow it!

At this moment, this mansion is no longer a simple mansion, but a super ensemble concert hall that is extremely elegant but keeps up with the trend!

Ango Sakaguchi adjusted his glasses, held the camera, and recorded the whole process. The camera followed and moved, and recorded everything skillfully.

Very good, the video of the happy friends is happy to add one.

Probably because he was drunk too much, Ango Sakaguchi looked back at the video and always felt that the recording style of this scene was a bit wild.

Everyone seemed to be drinking a little too much, even Edogawa Ranpo and Ayatsuji Xingren drank a couple of drinks under the influence of this atmosphere, and then passed out drunk, the detective's clever brain was paralyzed by alcohol.

Osamu Dazai tilted his head, got into the kitchen, and stretched out his long-awaited claws with a smile.

When Atsushi Nakajima sent him back to the door of the office the next day, Edogawa ran in confusion while walking, and then bumped his head against the door of the office. It seemed that he was wondering how the door hit him on the head, and then he wanted to fight it again to see whose skull was harder.

He, Edogawa Ranpo, has very hard bones!No one will bend!do it!

Toyama and Ye, who brought a lot of snacks from Osaka, turned pale in shock: "Mr. Ranpo!"

Zhu Fu Jingguang almost dropped the bucket in his hand, "Mr. Luanbu!"

The assistants and disciples rushed over to stop this one-sided fight, for fear that Mao Mao would scratch his hand by scratching at the door.

Zhongyuan Zhongye sobered up very quickly. When he sobered up and the smell of alcohol dissipated from his body, Zhongyuan Zhongye took a bath and went back to find Kurosawa as agreed last time.

Their house is on the edge of a cliff near the sea, with a beautiful view, and hardly anyone comes over.

But it was already daylight.

Kurosawa stayed up all night, sitting in the living room watching the boring TV, he was motionless like a sculpture, he only moved when he heard the knock on the French window of the balcony, then slowly stood up and moved his body .

The balcony is facing the sea cliff, the scenery is very good, but it is also extremely steep, almost no one can climb up to the villa from there.

But Kurosawa has no doubt that the one who knocked on the floor-to-ceiling window was Nakahara Chuya, who hadn’t returned all night. That guy always takes unusual paths, so you can never predict when and where she will go—in short, you catch her Can't live.

So he is used to waiting.

Pulling open the curtains, Kurosawa looked at the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and stopped in place as if he had been immobilized.

The morning light shines between the sea and the sky, reflecting on the golden-red dragon that should have existed only in human fantasy. She is solemn and powerful, and every part reveals a pleasing beauty. Those cobalt blue The green dragon pupils are so gorgeous, even the sunlight was smashed into these sharp vertical pupils, turning them into fine shimmers.

There can be hundreds of irrefutable reasons for liking her.

But Kurosawa Jin couldn't utter a single word.

"I'm here to take you away, are you ready?"

He didn't sleep all night, he was depressed, he wasn't in a good mood, and he wasn't prepared for anything, but as long as the other party said this kind of invitation, Kurosawa knew that he would only have one answer——

That is yes.

The sea breeze was gentle and the sun was warm. Kurosawa fell asleep on the dragon's head, and then was enveloped by black and red light. The light that symbolized violent power bound him gently and firmly to the dragon's body, and then Jin The red dragon took her humans to fly towards the skyline between the blue sea and the blue sky, to bring the rain to the land that needs to be moistened.

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