Don't compete with fairy tale vests

"Old man, I seemed to feel a special atmosphere at Grau Graman's place last night."

Kurikawa Soryu wiped the bar carefully with a rag, and asked the old man Roaming Mountain in his mind.

Through the perspective of Grau Graman yesterday, he vaguely perceived something from the window.It's as if he never confuses a vest with an ordinary person. Even if the vest looks like a human being, it is not only because the vest is controlled by his will, but also because the vest will give him a different aura from the people around him. That's exactly what he sensed last night.

"Is it that kind of breath? It shouldn't be a big problem. It probably came to the real world through the pseudo-Olin. It's just some guys without sanity. It's no different from low-level spell spirits. You don't have to worry too much."

"But—" the old man Roaming Mountain seemed to suddenly think of something, but he immediately denied it and didn't continue, "No, it probably won't."

"Nothing?" The chestnut-haired youth asked curiously.

"No, it's nothing, I'm probably thinking too much." The old voice replied.

Li Chuan did not continue to ask, he is still very convinced of the old man Roaming Mountain, besides, he still has to go to the university to take classes, and the time is almost there after finishing the sanitation of the bar.

When he was going out, Soryu Kurikawa specially filled Mr. Kitty's food bowl with water and cat food, and opened a can of cat food, but no matter how he called "Teacher" by name, he still saw him squatting at the bar when he entered the shop None of the three-flowered cats who were napping on the bed showed up.

"Did you go somewhere else to play?" Putting on a set of casual clothes, the young man said to himself and locked the door of the bar. Although Sanhua Mao always haunted Lupin Bar, he also accepted the food and cats he made. Nest, but it has a place elsewhere too.He had seen Mr. Cat before at the coffee shop where Fuhu worked, so it's not surprising that he couldn't find it now.

"What class do you have today?" Perhaps because of familiarity, Old Man Youshan occasionally cares about his studies like a real elder.

"There is an important lecture."

"Important lecture? That flyer you got yesterday? But it doesn't look like many people attended."

There were pitifully few people in the lecture hall, and it could even be called a handful. There were only a few juniors who were probably called by the student union to fill the scene. They were all busy with their own affairs. It was found that the only one who was really attracted by the flyers was probably himself.

"What kind of lecture is this?" After getting along for a long time, Li Chuan discovered that the old man Roaming Mountain was actually willing to chat. After all, the system stayed alone in his brain, and he had no one to communicate with except the host.

"Looking at the leaflets should be like a book club. I sat a little further forward because it was about the teacher's book "Light and Darkness", so I thought I would come to listen to it anyway, but I don't know there are no speakers. It was not announced, which is probably the reason why so few people came.”

Kurikawa Soryu is very willing to share some of his daily life with the old man Youshan. Since his parents and sister passed away, he has no family members who can talk about everything. Now the existence of the system allows him to make up for this regret a little bit.

Holding a thick book, he chose a seat in the front row to sit down. The surrounding area was empty, except for a few students in the last row. He could sit anywhere he wanted.

He had just sorted out his notes and the upper part of "Light and Darkness" in his collection, when the screen in the lecture hall was just lit up, and there was a sound of steady footsteps coming from the door, which should be the speaker coming.

But when Kurikawa Soryu raised his head, he couldn't help being stunned. What appeared in front of him was someone he never thought he would meet here.

"Teacher Natsume?" The young man with chestnut hair said the name of the person he admired most joyfully but hesitantly, his eyes widened.

"Good morning," the elderly gentleman with three hair colors smiled and made a harmless joke to his promising junior, "close your jaw, we are about to start."

Throughout the entire lecture, Soryu Kurikawa switched between being blissful and being carried away.At first, he just thought that he could find someone who also liked Natsume's works, but he didn't expect that although he couldn't find a book friend, he met the author of the book. The last time he got advice from this old man was three years ago. , He has always regarded it as a wish to meet Mr. Natsume again, but he did not expect to be able to meet the teacher again today.

"Teacher Natsume!" As soon as the lecture was over, he couldn't wait to stop Natsume Soseki in the corridor. The breath of reunion after a long absence filled his brain more and more, and he didn't even have time to think about whether his actions were too reckless.

Fortunately, Natsume Soseki didn't care about his impulsive actions, as if he had expected that he would catch up, and stopped early in the quiet and deserted corridor: "I'm glad to see you again, Kurikawa."

"It's such an honor to be able to be remembered by the teacher by my name!"

"Of course I remember that Kurikawa-kun's name is also related to the allusion that my name comes from. Don't belittle yourself. The works you wrote are enough to leave a deep enough impression on others."

What Natsume Soseki said was exactly some words written by Kurikawa Soryu when he experienced family changes in high school. The man was very confused that Kurikawa would not continue to write in this area but to specialize in children's literature, but he also expressed his understanding. After learning of Kurikawa's situation from the old editor, he specially wrote letters of encouragement to his younger generation when they were confused, and provided huge spiritual support to Kurikawa Soryu.Kurikawa respected this senior in the industry very much. Although he was not formally accepted as a disciple, he still respectfully called him a teacher.

Editor Kondo is an old classmate of Natsume Soseki. Naturally, Natsume Soseki learned about Kurikawa’s recent work from him. The two chatted about the new work for a while. Even though they haven’t seen each other for three years, they can chat very speculatively as if they have known each other for many years .

"It's great that Natsume-sensei can come to our university to give a lecture. I almost missed it today. I don't know if there will be another chance in the future..."

"I can't guarantee this. I'm already an old man. I just wanted to enjoy my retirement life, but I was forced to re-employ my original unit temporarily due to sympathy. Recently, I was invited by an old classmate, so I took over the job. "

Kurikawa Soryu didn't know what the teacher's job was, but he knew that the principal of the school and the old man in front of him were classmates at the university and also a fan of Natsume Soseki's books. Natsume teacher was also an honorary professor of their school. It would be nice to invite him to give a lecture. It's not impossible, I can only sigh in my heart that such an opportunity is rare.

In the Mafia building at the port, the elevator door opened slowly. Kairon was about to meet the leader when he saw a familiar figure walking out of the elevator leading to the top floor.

"Mr. Oda?"

Coming out of the leader's office, Oda Sakunosuke was always restless. He touched his pocket, and the silver hand letter that Mori Ogai gave him was still in his pocket, but for some reason, there was always a faint feeling in his heart. He was trying to ignore Jojo's premonition, but saw an acquaintance from the medical department in front of the elevator door.

"It's Mr. Kairon, do you want to use the elevator too? I'm sorry for being in a daze for a while, I'll come out right away." His contemplation just now obviously prevented others from taking the elevator, the red-haired man smiled embarrassedly, and hurried Make room.

The elevator doors closed slowly, Kairon watched Oda Sakunosuke disappear, but felt a little puzzled.As a low-level employee of the port mafia, how could Oda Sakunosuke need to meet the leader at the top level, but he couldn't ask Oda, let alone Mori Ogai, so he had to quietly hide his doubts in his heart.

As soon as she entered the chief's office, the young girl with golden wavy long curly hair rushed forward affectionately, coquettishly begging for the gift she asked Kailong to give her last time like a willful little princess.

The serious lines on the centaur's face were rarely softened, he stroked the girl's hair, and gave her the limited-edition My Little Pony headdress in his hand, only then did Alice return to her master contentedly.

Seeing that the centaur arrived on time, and knowing his temperament, Mori Ogai no longer kept his secrets like before, and put forward his appeal directly: "I wonder if Mr. Kailong is interested in taking care of another child?"

"It's not impossible, but I really hope that you have read the books I gave you carefully, so which child is it?" Although there are some complaints about being used as a nursery by a lazy adult, the centaur Chiron also He just stabbed lightly, and didn't mean to refuse.

"It's the kid that Dazai-kun brought back from the slum recently, named Akutagawa Ryunosuke, Mr. Kairon should have seen him, even though Dazai-kun is a subordinate I trust very much, but let him take care of a younger child I'm still a little worried, so Mr. Kai Long, who is Dazai-kun's guardian, needs to take care of it a little bit."

"No problem." Although considering that the original troublemaker in the family might have some tricks, Kairon still chose to take on this task. Thinking about taking more care of him, now that Mori Ogai nodded, it was more convenient to do things.

As soon as the centaur walked out the door, the blond girl who had been fiddling with the headdress behind the table just now made a funny face at Mori Ogai.

"Rin Taro is really a big villain, and he is also an extremely irresponsible parent. He always pushes the responsibility of educating children to others, and he is not willing to take responsibility at all."

"Alice is so cute, come here and let me see it!" Seeing Alice wearing the super cute cartoon hair accessories, the port mafia leader who was sitting upright just now immediately became obsessed with it like an idiot, and didn't pay attention to the girl at all. content in the discourse.

"I don't want to—" Alice dragged her voice, she looked like a spoiled little girl, but she didn't lose her delicate appearance, "Rin Taro is a big idiot, I also want to live at Dr. Chiron's house, There's still delicious food, so don't stay with the pervert Rintaro!"

"Don't leave me, Alice—" One person, one person with different abilities played a self-directed and self-acted chase game in the office. Under the control of Mori Ogai, Alice was caught as a matter of course, which attracted the girls for a while. protest.

"Hmph, Lin Taro cheated," the blond girl pouted, and put back the crooked hair accessories, "It's just that Mr. Kailong is hard enough to take care of that nasty guy, why does Lin Taro increase his workload. "

"Because the port mafia's knife must not only be sharp and easy to use, I also need it to be durable, so it seems that Chiron is the most suitable candidate," the black-haired man combed the long hair of his superhuman body time after time , speaking to the blond girl in a soothing tone, she smiled, but there was no smile in her eyes, "But Alice, don't worry, Chiron's burden will not be so heavy soon."

"Did you lose your target?" Fukuzawa Yukichi looked at the members in front of him with a serious expression while picking up the new tea made for him by the secretary.

"Yes, when Grauman and I arrived, Olin had already been snatched away." Tanizaki Junichiro replied with some reluctance, no matter who worked hard to observe for a week, the target who got the clue was taken away. If you take it away, you will probably be as upset as him.

"I just saw them all wearing cloaks, it seemed to be a group."

"That's it," the silver-haired man turned to the young man beside him who was addicted to coarse snacks, "Ranbu, did you find anything?"

"Ask him." The detective who finally lifted the snack restriction pointed in one direction without raising his head.