Don't compete with fairy tale vests

"Welcome, it's Dazai-kun," Kurikawa Soru greeted the black-haired boy who walked in friendly, a little surprised that he appeared here in broad daylight, "It's really rare to see you during the day, although today is still Not open yet, but would you like something first?"

"Let's have a glass of lemon soap water!" The black-haired boy skillfully jumped onto the high stool in front of the bar, and the three-flowered cat, who was still squatting peacefully on the stool, saw him coming, and immediately ran away with an agile figure that didn't fit his body shape. Went to the farthest part of the bar from him.

Before Soso Kurikawa showed a helpless smile to decline, he quickly regretted it and made another request, but this new request was not very normal: "Forget it, let's use lemon juice, and add ice hockey."

After repeatedly confirming with Osamu Dazai that he wanted lemon juice instead of lemonade, Soryu Kurikawa had no choice but to serve him a glass of large ice hockey pucks, and squeezed a few drops of lemon juice for him meaningfully.

Fortunately, the young man just tapped the hoarfrost-covered cup wall with his knuckles once and for all when he got it in his hand, watching with interest the smooth ice puck spinning slowly away from the glass, with no intention of drinking.

"Why did Dazai-kun come here this morning?" Kurikawa Soryu put down the quilt in his hand and picked up another one. Seeing Dazai Osamu here alone at such a time is really curious.

"Kurikawa doesn't want to see me?" The young mafia cadre at the port looked at the bar owner in front of him without a smile with his iris-colored eyes. Seeing the young man froze for a moment, he suddenly smiled again, with the same tone of voice. He became a little more intimate, "Did you scare Kurikawa last time?"

This is not so, Kurikawa Soryu secretly slandered, after using the centaur Chiron's vest to watch a series of childish actions of the boy in front of him, the only remaining image concept of Dazai Osamu in Kurikawa's mind has become The child became self-willed, and even Xingsuke, the naughtiest boy in Oda Sakunosuke's family, was qualified to call him "brother".

"No, I'm just asking casually. After all, the business of the bar is also under the care of Dazai-kun."

Kurikawa gave a commercial smile and replied kindly, but he didn't know why Osamu Dazai looked dissatisfied, but he still tried to keep the topic going: "Speaking of which, I haven't seen the three of you for a long time. We drank together, whether it is Oda-san or Sakaguchi-san, it is rare to see them coming."

"Kurikawa's statement makes me suspect that you are spying on information." The black-haired boy in front of him said in a joking tone, with a smile still on the corner of his mouth, but there was no sincere joy in his eyes.

Kurikawa Soryu is used to his appearance. As a bar owner whose customers are mostly members of the Mafia, and his parents were also members of the port mafia, he is already familiar with this kind of murderous intent, which is hardly considered malicious. I'm used to it, but Atsushi Nakajima, who just took over at the bar today, doesn't think so.

The bucket half full of sewage fell to the ground with a bang, and the sewage spread on the floor just like the white-haired boy was about to collapse, and even a little bit of it splashed onto Osamu Dazai's white shirt.

"Yes, I'm sorry." Atsushi Nakajima stood beside him holding a rag, at a loss, not knowing where to put his hands and feet, his face turned pale.Perhaps it was the blessing of supernatural powers. His overly sensitive nerves like a beast just now noticed the murderous aura unconsciously leaked by Osamu Dazai, and he suddenly had many terrible guesses about the identity of the boy, which made him think of pouring cement. Throwing revenge methods such as Tokyo Bay, his face became paler, his wrists trembled a little, and the towel seemed to be extremely heavy in his hands.

He knew that he probably got into trouble. Although he didn't see any bad emotions on Mr. Kurikawa's face, and even when he was the victim, he just glanced sideways at him and then looked away boringly, but he still Terrified, he would be punished for making mistakes in the orphanage, and he didn't want to lose his chance to work here, so that he would lose his only chance to have a little relaxing time.

"Dazai-kun, I'm very sorry for staining your clothes. If possible..." Kurikawa Soryu turned slightly sideways, blocking some of Atsushi Nakajima's figure, and quickly apologized to Osamu Dazai on behalf of the bewildered boy. Before he finished speaking, the black-haired boy interrupted him indifferently.

"It's okay, I'm a newcomer anyway, I'm a very kind person." Although he once did something like grabbing candy from a child, Osamu Dazai recalled the taste of the lollipop he snatched from Kusaku Yumeno and Alice. The former has always been at odds with him, while the latter is essentially an adult man, and he has no guilt at all when he robs him. Besides, he doesn't care about Atsushi Nakajima.

Even if the incident was over, Kurikawa Soryu had time to comfort the frightened little tiger.

"Can you go to the kitchen and help me clear out the expired milk in the refrigerator?" Kurikawa Soru took the mop and rag from Atsushi Nakajima, and gave the boy an excuse to leave. At this time, Atsushi Nakajima was obviously not suitable for going outside. He was in the same room with Osamu Dazai, and if he let this child work again, it would be considered child labor exploitation. Hearing this, the little tiger immediately rushed into the room like a Meng Dahe.

"Hasn't Oda Saku come here often?" Osamu Dazai pretended to be casual and asked the young man in front of him.Because of Chiron's subtle influence on him and Mori Ogai's mission arrangements with ulterior motives, his visits to the bar have indeed decreased a lot recently. It seems that Ango Sakaguchi has been assigned some mission and is too busy to see anyone. It's normal, but I don't know why even Oda Sakunosuke seldom meets each other.

"Mr. Oda? It seems that he seems to be very busy recently. He even asked me to attend the parents' meeting of the children at home."

Even though he has a good relationship with Sakunosuke Oda, Kurikawa didn't intend to over-explore the work of Sakunosuke Oda, whether as a friend who could talk to him or when he was using Fulong Fuhu's vest. Tian Sakunosuke has been busy with work recently, and it was because he was entrusted by him to attend Fuhu's parent meeting.

"That's right." The boy in the black coat said something inexplicably, maybe he forgot that he ordered lemon juice, and Osamu Dazai, who was accustomed to gulping down his drink as usual, immediately became slightly sour Po Gong, seeing the boy's twisted eyebrows for a moment, Kurikawa Soryu did not laugh out of his willpower.

Seeing that there was still a little lemon juice in the glass, Osamu Dazai immediately thought of Mr. Sanhuamao's bad idea.

"Teacher, why don't you try it? It's delicious." The black-haired boy coaxed the three-flowered cat with his hairy hair in a voice that is extremely easy to win the favor of people who don't know the truth, as if he was just a innocent and harmless A young boy, not a childish ghost who wants to harm cute cats.

"Meow——" the chubby cat has blown its fur into a round three-color ball, arched its back, and yelled at the boy who stretched out his sinful hand in a bad tone. Seeing that the boy still didn't want to repent, Immediately, he jumped onto Kurikawa Soryu's shoulder lightly, and nestled there firmly, refusing to come down no matter what.

"Don't tease the teacher anymore. After all, the teacher is getting old. Dazai-kun should stop bullying it like this." After a lot of effort, he even used special cat food as a temptation. The cat named Teacher seemed to understand. Just like people say, he didn't finally agree to remove his claws from Kurikawa's coat until he got the conditions he was satisfied with.

"Okay." The black-haired boy replied flatly, and left his seat.

He came very casually, and walked very lightly, as if he just came here for a drink on a whim, and had some small talk along the way, making Kurikawa Soryu's cautious attitude seem like a decoration.

"Mr. Oda is always so busy recently, I hope he doesn't work too hard." The chestnut-haired young man said to himself, stroking the soft hair on the Sanhuamao's back.

Kurikawa Soryu has a bad feeling. Before both parents passed away, their family lived very close to the single dormitory of Oda Sakunosuke. This young man with red hair like his mother is like a neighbor to Kurikawa Soryu Like my big brother.

As if there is no way to dissuade his parents from quitting the port mafia, he can only respect Oda's choice, but he doesn't want Oda Sakunosuke to be compromised in this job like his parents.

"Ah, it should be here." Comparing the message forwarded to him by Oda Sakunosuke, Kurikawa Soryu walked through a group of youthful boys and girls in school uniforms, and finally found the corresponding class.He had never attended a parent-teacher meeting before, and he was still a little nervous even if he was going to attend the parent-teacher meeting in place of the vest that Sakunosuke Oda gave him.

I found the corresponding seat and sat down. The process of the parent meeting was quite satisfactory. Although it was different from what I imagined, Kurikawa Soryu still took notes seriously.When he left, he was left by the teacher to talk because he was too young, but he lied about being Fu Hu's brother and passed the test smoothly.

Leaving the classroom, Kurikawa Soryu walked around the campus casually. He felt that Fuhu's vest was on the campus, but even if he didn't take over the vest, he didn't only hope that he would be recognized when he met Fuhu.

He checked Fuhu's memory before, and it seemed that a lot of content was missing. No wonder the vest didn't recognize Graugramman in the coffee shop.It's just that the memory is blocked, and the power of this vest has been unable to be used. Out of a little selfishness, Kurikawa Soryu can only let him stay at Oda Sakunosuke's house for the time being.

Walking in the shadows cast by the trees in the green belts on both sides, Kurikawa Soryu saw a gentle-looking boy waving at him from a distance, and beside him stood a black-haired girl holding his arm and acting coquettishly And a young man with silver hair and a dusty temperament.

"Fuhu, that's your parent, right? He looks so young." Tanizaki Junichiro put down his hands, turned to his classmates and said.He moved things for the teacher just now, entered the classroom, and naturally recognized at a glance the young man who had been sitting in Fu Hu's seat and had been taking notes seriously.

"My parents?" Fu Hu looked in the direction of her finger, but he didn't see the familiar red hair. He suddenly remembered that the red-haired man told him that he couldn't attend his parents' meeting because of work last night. , but I asked a friend to do it for me, and I didn’t show any surprise at the moment. I explained to Tanizaki Junichiro, “It’s probably Mr. Oda’s friend. He told me before that he would find someone to replace him.”

"I see, so what should he call him?" Junichiro Tanizaki, who has always been shy, was a little nervous when he saw Soryu Kurikawa walking towards them.

"Is it Li Chuan?" Fuhu said uncertainly, "Mr. Oda mentioned it to me."

"Mr. Li Chuan, I am sorry to trouble you to come to my parent-teacher meeting." Fu Hu took the initiative to step forward, with a smile on his face like fine porcelain, and said gratefully.

"No trouble, I'm very happy to help Mr. Oda. They are your good classmates. If you have nothing to do later, would you like to have a meal together? Oda said you will leave it to me today." Kurikawa Soryu was about to exchange pleasantries with the three boys and girls, but suddenly found that a huge black barrier suddenly enveloped the entire campus.

Only then did he realize that, at some point, all the people around them had disappeared, and the black barrier that fell was the vocabulary he had learned through Graugramman's vest—"tent".