Don't compete with fairy tale vests

"It seems that I have no room to refuse at all," the black-haired boy looked at his shoulders that were firmly fixed under the hands of the centaur, curled his lips, and complained in a sticky tone with no expression on his face, "Mr. Kailong It's like sending a notice instead of asking for my opinion."

"It's indeed a notification." The dark-skinned centaur nodded affirmatively, and replied with a serious look, as if he didn't notice the rejection in the boy's words.

Dazai Osamu also saw this, but he would not succumb to the centaur's "aggression" like Chuya Nakahara, and still wanted to escape the sight of the centaur doctor.

"Understood—" The boy seemed to accept his fate, but this was just a roundabout tactic he adopted, "At least let me go back and pack my things first."

Osamu Dazai swore that he had used the most sincere expression, but he didn't know if it was the retribution of his love to deceive people before, and Doctor Renma didn't seem to be moved at all.

"Don't worry about these things, Mr. Zhongyuan knows that you want to live with me, and he has already moved all your luggage to my residence with great enthusiasm. If there is anything we need, we can let people buy it later .”

The centaur gave an impeccable answer as if he had expected it long ago, blocking Osamu Dazai's little plan.

Damn dwarf, Osamu Dazai could only complain in his heart, secretly making a note for him.

"Let's go." Without waiting for Osamu Dazai to say anything else, Kai Long dragged the boy away with a final word.

Kairon's residence is actually not far from Dazai Osamu's original apartment, but the teenager doesn't know when he lived here, after all, he has never met this neighbor.

However, considering what he heard from his subordinates, it is not difficult to understand the time plan of the strange doctor who is as precise as a clock, and compare it with his own irregular life schedule.

With Chiron's character of being good at planning ahead and loving planning in advance, the room prepared for Osamu Dazai has already been tidied up.

Osamu Dazai changed his shoes at the entrance, and after a rough observation, he found that the layout here was similar to the layout of the small clinic that the strange doctor of men and horses occupied when he was a doctor in the black market.This is not the place where Chiron works, but like the clinic, there is a refreshing herbal aroma.

Although the room that Osamu Dazai was allocated was not luxurious, it was well-organized by the owner of the house. The light-colored curtains and bedspreads gave people a fresh feeling, which was something that Osamu Dazai would not choose when he bought daily necessities. s color.

On the desk is a vase with radish flowers, the small white flowers bloom in the dusk, emitting a faint fragrance.Centaur seems to be very close to plants, Osamu Dazai also found many large and small flower pots on the balcony.

After visiting the room, the teenager was called by his temporary guardian to wash his hands.Osamu Dazai was going to just go through the motions, but was caught by the centaur on the spot, and Chiron insisted on seeing the boy rubbing the soap foam out of his hands before he would give up.

"Let's go eat." It wasn't until Osamu Dazai reluctantly dried his hands that Kairon looked away and led the boy towards the restaurant.

"Before, the medical department was a bit busy with work, and the meals were a bit simple, but the nutritional ratio should be sufficient." The centaur took off his apron and put it aside, and he brought two simple home-cooked meals in front of the boy. .

"Oh——" Osamu Dazai whispered in a funny voice, "I thought it would be something like boiled vegetable leaves and chicken breast."

"Boiled vegetable leaves and chicken breast?" The centaur raised his left eyebrow and twitched the corner of his mouth invisibly. He was probably more or less amused by the boy's words, "What are you thinking? You are already thin enough , I want to grow my body, and I don’t want to lose weight, why do I have to eat that kind of thing?”

"I don't want to be accused of child abuse."

The strange doctor who has always shown others with an unsmiling image made a rare joke.Osamu Dazai found that when getting along in private, Chiron seemed not as unkind as he was at work. Unknowingly, the resistance in his heart seemed to be less exposed than before.

At least the level of cooking is not bad.Osamu Dazai would never admit that he ate two bowls of rice in one sitting just now, and he was a little bit overwhelmed at this moment.

"Is there anything you want to eat tomorrow?" After the boy took the initiative to put the bowls and chopsticks into the sink, the centaur asked Osamu Dazai about tomorrow's menu.

Osamu Dazai is good at this question, the black-haired boy quickly answered without thinking: "Crab meat!"

"Yes," looked at by such a pair of eyes that almost shine when talking about crab meat, the centaur once again curled the corners of his mouth reservedly as if he was amused, but there is still no shortage of points that should be mentioned, "but that It’s cold food, so don’t eat too much.”

Life on the first day wasn't too bad, but receiving a call from Chuya Nakahara spoiled Osamu Dazai's rare good mood a little bit.

"How do you feel?" Knowing from Ozaki Koyo that Osamu Dazai's guardian will become Chiron, Nakahara just felt very happy, "You don't need to thank me for helping you move, mackerel."

"I'm fine, but why does Chuuya have the time to come and harass me? It's definitely a quest to catch fish. I'm going to report to Mr. Mori and deduct all of Chuya's salary."

Hearing the gravitational retort coming from there, the black-haired boy added maliciously: "Rather than caring about me when you have time, you might as well drink milk to grow taller, little slug."

Regardless of the scolding on the other side, he hung up the phone with a "snap", and Osamu Dazai felt a lot more refreshed, and provoking Zhongyuan Zhong was indeed a very good life seasoning.

The life under Chiron's guardianship was not as full of rules and regulations as Osamu Dazai imagined. On the contrary, Chiron's discipline towards him could be called loose.

Except that you can no longer drink with your best friends until late at night, there is almost no change. Oda Sakunosuke and Sakaguchi Ango also understand Dazai Osamu's behavior that he needs to go home early, even when the young port mafia members want to go back later. The centaur tipped off the news.

"Mr. Chiron from the medical department is really an excellent guardian." Oda Sakunosuke put down the glass and sighed involuntarily.

Ango Sakaguchi, who was sitting on the left side of the bar, was holding a glass of tomato juice. Although he didn't speak, it was obvious from his expression that he agreed with Oda's statement.

Since the guardianship of Osamu Dazai was taken over by Dr. Chiron from the medical department, the changes in the black-haired boy are obvious to all.

They are also aware of the irregular schedule of the teenager, but with Chiron's intervention, Dazai Osamu can at least guarantee a regular and quantitative sleep every day, his complexion is visibly improved by the naked eye, and his thin face is also afforded by the parenting expert. The title-winning Chiron developed a little sensuality.

What surprised them even more was that Osamu Dazai would obediently go back from the bar early, and recently accepted the bartender at Lupine Bar, no, now it should be said that it was the suggestion of the boss, Soryu Kurikawa, to stop drinking, but to drink some juice milk or something.

"But if it's Mr. Kairon, it's not surprising." Kairon gave Oda Sakunosuke a lot of very useful advice on children's education, and it was very useful for him to face Kosuke and the others' mischief.

The red-haired man has seen more than once those reckless newcomers who are from the second stage of middle school and don't take their lives seriously. No matter how thorny they are, they will be taught obediently by Kailong in the medical room Yes, this phenomenon has become known among his colleagues as "the miracle of the medical department".

"Oda, how is the new kid in your family doing?" Sakaguchi Ango took a sip of tomato juice and asked.It is rare for him to be entrusted by a friend to do household registration status for a child, and it is natural to be a little curious about it now.

"You mean Fuhu?" Thinking of that beautiful, quiet and worry-free child, Oda Sakunosuke was also a little proud, "He is very good, and the children in the family are also very happy to have an older brother, except Xingsuke is probably a little bit jealous that the big brother's position is taken away, but I can tell that the kid likes Fuhu very much."

"I don't know who had the nightmare, so I ran to someone else's bed and fell asleep." Thinking of finding Xingsuke sleeping soundly in the bed of the white-haired boy one morning, the red-haired man added dumbfoundingly.

"Sure enough, it's a child." The tired young social animal also smiled knowingly.

These interesting stories and innocent joys of children can always temporarily fill the hearts of adults who are riddled with holes in life, temporarily forget the troubles of growing up, and look back at their childhood on children.

"Has Mr. Oda adopted any other children?"

Kurikawa Soruu, who was wiping the wine glass behind the bar, said knowingly, and said that after putting Fulong Fuhu's vest in Oda Writer, he has never used the identity of this vest.

"Yeah, the one I met on the side of the road seemed to be a homeless child whose parents had died and lost part of his memory. I went to the police station to inquire, and there was no similar case of disappearance. Let me trouble the Anwu Gang first. He's naturalized." Regarding Kurikawa Soryu, Oda Sakunosuke didn't hide anything, and spoke in a relaxed tone about his experience of adopting Futora.

"That shouldn't be easy." Kurikawa Soryu suddenly remembered that Oda Sakunosuke seemed to have paid for Fuhu to go to school. Since it was his own vest, he couldn't help but feel a sense of taking advantage of this man. mood.

"It's been okay recently. Fuhu is very sensible, and he is better at taking care of Xingsuke and the others than me. The tuition fees are basically earned by him working part-time. It makes me, the guardian, feel a little guilty." The red-haired man touched him embarrassedly. the back of the head.

"Mr. Oda is also a very good guardian."

"I don't think so." Oda Sakunosuke just took it as a joke from Kurikawa Soryu, and smiled kindly.

In front of the red-haired man, there was only a thin layer of foam left. Li Chuan just wanted to refill his glass, but the young man stopped him: "Don't worry, Li Chuan, I'm about to finish, it's too late The children will also worry about me when I go back."

"By the way, how much is the drink?"

"You don't have to, I'm treating you tonight as a celebration of Mr. Oda's adoption of a new child." Soryu Kurikawa declined with a smile.

"Please pay more attention to safety on the way back. The nearest Yokohama is not safe." Sakaguchi Ango reminded his friend's back. As an intelligence officer, he was extremely sensitive to the troubles in Yokohama.

"Understood, you too, Ango."

When Osamu Dazai returned to the apartment where he and Chiron lived, the centaur was reading a book in the living room.

The yellow table lamp gave the living room a warm atmosphere, as if waiting for him to come home, which made the boy's heart shake for a moment.

"Welcome back, Dazai."

The centaur's dark arm pressed down on the boy's fluffy hair, and when he was about to complete the stroke, the black-haired boy avoided him, and Chiron's fingertips only lightly slid over a few strands of Dazai Osamu's hair.

Suddenly, there was some inexplicable irritability in my heart.It must have been because the bandages were loose after being wrapped for a day, the boy found a random excuse for his abnormality, and returned to his room without looking back.

Chiron was left where he was, but he wasn't angry. Compared with Corgi, who was not very vigilant, wild cats who were always on guard against strangers couldn't approach rashly.Being able to subtly make it willing to be approached by humans in these days is already a kind of progress.

It seems that Dazai seems to have grown taller, and maybe he will take him to the street to buy clothes soon, the centaur thought about it, and began to plan his action route on the notepad.

The weather was getting colder, and Oda Sakunosuke breathed a sigh of relief in front of the door. He saw that the lights in the room had been turned off, so he stepped lightly, and tiptoedly opened the door with the key.

He stepped into the room amidst the sound of breathing one after another, but he was almost startled by Fu Hu.

The boy with a full head of white hair sat motionless on the ground. If he hadn't felt the man's return and turned his neck slightly, Oda Sakunosuke might not have found him.

"Why are you sitting here?" The red-haired young man lowered his voice and asked, but when he walked in, he found that there was another person beside the young man.

It was Xingsuke, it was because the boy fell asleep leaning on Fuhu's shoulder, in order not to disturb him, the white-haired boy sat here silently.

"Don't always spoil your younger siblings like this, Fu Hu."

Holding Xingsuke in his arms, Oda Sakunosuke said helplessly to the white-haired boy.This child likes to take care of his younger siblings very much, but sometimes he is tolerant of them to the point that even Sakunosuke Oda finds it unbelievable.

Children of this age are just naughty, even good-tempered like Oda, when he is angry, but Fu Hu has never said harsh words to other children, not even to the most mischievous Xingsuke. It was as if protecting the cubs was engraved in his instincts.

"It doesn't matter." The young man's voice was like a bell with a sense of history. Even if the voice was deliberately lowered, it was exceptionally recognizable.

I don't know if it was his own illusion, Oda Sakunosuke felt that the exhaustion from working all day seemed to subside a little, but he didn't care, putting the children to bed was the top priority.

In a distant western country, a wandering ghost wearing an old cloak looked at the information presented by his subordinates and muttered to himself: "A necklace called Orin?"

"Do you want what I want?" A determined smile appeared on the man's lips, "It's in Yokohama City."