full-time nanny

I now know what it means to say that people are not as good as heaven is.

I traded a few bags of milk and biscuits for a child named Kurolo Rushiru.Although it may have the same name, it is not guaranteed to be the future Spider Head.Judging from the observations these days, □ is inseparable, the scary desire to read, the cheating ability to almost never forget, and the clever little brain.

I have forgotten a lot about the plot, and I don’t know anything about the plot.I turned my head to look at Kuroro, who was squatting outside the house washing dishes, and sighed slightly. The candle light inside the house was very warm.Winter is here, maybe it will snow soon.The weather has cooled down very quickly these days, but I don't care about it because I have thoughts.I found that reciting this thing is really good, and the injury on my leg healed within five days.

What should I do if Kuroro in my hand is the famous bandit leader in the future.Kill him for justice.Oh, come on, I have nothing to do when I'm full.

I don't care about the plot or anything, I don't have to be responsible to anyone.

It doesn't matter whether he develops a good person or a bad person, it depends on his own good fortune.Although he is now a million miles away from what he will look like in the future.

It was windy outside, and I saw that the Qi on Kuroro's body was moving slowly, but it never disappeared.He just used wrapping so naturally, he may not even be aware that he started reciting.It's better not to tell him this, wait until he finds out and come to me, then I will train him.Once you learn to read, there is no return, so let each other relax for a while first.Anyway, if I don't teach him to read, he will notice it himself, it's a matter of time.

"Dumb, no, come in after Kuroro has washed the dishes, it's cold outside." I yelled at the people outside the house.

After a while, Kuroro came in with the dishes.As long as I think that this is Kuroro, I always have the urge to twitch the corners of my mouth.Well, before becoming a heinous robber, we all had a period of childhood, at that time we were all innocent and lovely children, without too much blood and crime.

I don't have any prejudice against him because of his name, he is still the little mute who spit on me and hasn't spoken for more than a month.

He now tells me his name and speaks to me, which represents a progress in the relationship.Whether he hates me or hates me, I like him enough.

"Patty, why is there only one bed in this room." He sat down next to me, and the candle in the middle of the table was half burned.The wax oil slid down on the table and solidified again, forming grains of solid matter.

I held my chin and stretched out my hand to touch the flame from time to time. The light flickered in my palm, and I felt an inexplicable sense of pride in controlling everything. "Because there is only one bed."

"What kind of answer is this? Weren't there two people before?" Kuroro's eyes reflected flickering light, and the flickering light made him turn his eyes away.

I clearly remember that I didn't mention anything about Hakema to Kuroro, how did he know that there were two people living in this house before.In fact, it is not difficult to detect, but he is too young, I always feel that he will not be so careful.Knowingly, I asked, "Why do you say there are two people?"

"Obviously I asked you first."

"What's the matter~~ Say it, say it~ I will say it after you say it." I blinked and squeezed towards him.It was fun teasing him, too, like that bastard Hakema teased me.

With a small face paralyzed, Kuroro said reluctantly: "The daily necessities in the house are for two people."

"It's that simple?" I leaned closer to his face and squeezed his chin.

"Well, I just don't understand why there is only one bed. Your former roommate was a man, are you two lovers?" Kurolo analyzed seriously.I seem to see through him the man with the fur coat and the tattoo on his forehead many years later.This is at least 20 years away from the future spider head.

I shook my head, "He is old enough to be my grandfather. He is my master. He used to live alone. When I came, he gave me his bed. Since then, he has been sleeping on a chair."

"Then you will always sleep on chairs from now on?"

"Do you wish?"

"This is your house."

Kuroro, the kid, pretends to be dumb when he's not talking, but he's pretty smooth when he speaks.

"I won't squeeze with you, you have to grow your body. Anyway, I have slept in bed for three years."

"it is good."

The answer was quite straightforward.I want to sleep in bed and I want to go crazy.

There was a moment of silence between us, save for the sound of candles burning.I looked out the window, it was pitch black, there was no moon or starlight tonight.Kuroro was breathing very lightly, and I looked sideways at him to see if he was asleep, only to find that he was staring at my left leg.He didn't seem to notice that I was looking at him, and suddenly wanted to play tricks on him.I suddenly raised my left leg and put it on the table in front of him, his pupils constricted, and he leaned back, as if he hadn't prepared for me to do this.

My current movements are not very elegant, splits or something, after teasing enough, I immediately put down my legs and asked, "What are you looking at? A wound."

Kuroro squinted at me silently, protesting my actions just now with his eyes, and he replied slowly: "It will get better soon. I used to see other people get hurt, and it would never get better so quickly. Even within three days The scars are gone. The wound was deep when I applied the medicine."

"Want to know why?"

Nod seriously.

"Now is not the time, we will discuss it later when you find out something else."

"Okay, I'll change it. In fact, the three people who injured you that day were not your opponents."

"How did you tell?" I changed my expression and looked at him coldly.If you dare to talk nonsense and lie to me, you will be strangled to death.

He flinched, but showed no obvious fear.With pursed lips, he said softly, "Guess."

Guess you are a braised egg!

Had to congratulate him, guess right.It turns out that Kuroro's shit luck is innate?

I flicked his forehead and ordered: "It's time to go to bed, go to the toilet before going to bed, don't expect to wet the bed, I will wash the quilt for you."

He blushed a little, and retorted a little louder: "No way!"

"Oh~ so, then I hope your bladder is as smart as your little brain."

He ignored me, opened the curtain and went to bed directly.I mouthed goodnight, blew out the candles, pulled the blanket over me, and fell asleep in the back chair.

the next day.

It's a cloudy day today, but drying the sheets might be enough.

Kuroro stood beside me with a tense little face, and I stood by the bed admiring the map he drew on the bed sheet at night.Drawn with urine.

"Oh, my dear Mr. Luxilu, do you still remember what you said before going to bed last night?" I teased, still staring at the wet "map".

He stood in front of me, waving his hands in an attempt to disturb my sight, the height gap forced him to jump up, but he couldn't stop me.I held his head down and waited for him to give me an explanation.That wasn't the case when Hakema took me, at least I don't wet the bed at 15, but I do have good friends, and that's a bad problem that's not much better than bedwetting.

"I wash it myself!"

"That would be wonderful. Maybe the sheets will dry before dark."

"Don't look any further!"

He finally blew up.By the way, I happily go out to dig through the trash.

The author has something to say: Kneeling on the ground hurting the spring and the autumn, so deserted, so deserted...【Mental recitation [-] times】

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