After retirement I became a guardian of troubled youth

On New Year's Eve, Zhong Yuan, carrying the dinner he bought from outside, unlocked the door with one hand.

To celebrate the arrival of the new year, today's dinner is a little bigger than usual.

——There is one more hard dish.

In fact, the Chinese New Year is not very interesting to him.

My brother is not here, and there seems to be no one to celebrate with.

It means to celebrate, but it is just to add a sense of ritual that is only symbolic to life.

He is currently working with Osamu Dazai at Port Mafia.

Well, according to Chief Mori himself, he was entrusted by Hikari Ueno to take care of them by the way.

Zhong Yuanzhong doesn't care where he works, let alone he thinks his current job is pretty good.

...As long as the partner is not some jerk brother.

Then this job can be called the first in the world.

During the Chinese New Year, even the mafia would have a holiday, and Mori Ogai, who was always stingy with giving holidays, was stimulated by some reason this time, and granted the two of them four days off.

Osamu Dazai hadn't been seen since early in the morning, and he hadn't called him an emergency call all day.

I didn't get lost in random steps, and I didn't suddenly break into the door and say what dessert I want to eat.

Zhongyuan Zhongya realized this when he was shopping for rice, and he was almost overjoyed.

If he had a peaceful New Year's Eve dinner tonight, it could almost be regarded as his second best day this year.

The first happiness is of course when I am with my brother.

He took a deep breath and pushed open the door.

Then he froze.

The room that was supposed to be dark is now brightly lit, with strings of colored lights hanging on the wall, banners with no words hanging from the ceiling, colorful balloons crowding the corners, and rows of small colored flags on the tables and chairs. .

In the center of the small colored flags, there was a table of sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner.

But the house was empty.

Zhong Yuanzhong was only in a daze for a second before realizing what had happened.

Some two naive guys prepared a "surprise" for him.

And the bigger "surprise" was probably after he entered the door.

Zhong Yuanzhong also took his simple New Year's Eve dinner, took a step back without hesitation, and closed the door with a stern face.

He couldn't bear such a surprise.

In the next second, the door that was just closed was pushed open again by the people inside.

At the same time, someone pushed behind him and pulled his hat off by the way.

Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't react in time, let go of his hand, and the dinner fell on the ground, and he himself staggered and fell into the door.

A surprise from the sky followed.

The colorful light ball above his head turned on with a "snap", and the shiny colored scraps of paper filled the room one after another.

The boy behind him poked his head out, held up a red paintbrush with a smile, and drew two circles on his face.

One left and one right, very symmetrical.

The young man nodded in satisfaction, and said with the person in front of him who blew off the fireworks: "Zhongye, Happy New Year~"

Zhongyuan Zhong also stared at the joyous scene in front of him and was silent for a second, then suddenly burst into a rage and grabbed the necks of two childish ghosts one by one.

With his head full of messy flowers and papers, he pulled out a smile and looked at the two heads under his armpits, and gritted his teeth and responded: "New year, new year, happy, happy, ah."

Dazai Osamu has a small bright green colored strip hanging beside his left eye, and big red cat whiskers are painted on both sides of his mouth.

Cute cat ears are sandwiched between the messy hair, and there are colored paper scrolls hanging from the ears.

He was also painted on his face, with a kitten on the left and a dog on the right, and a red dot on the tip of his nose.

Zhong Yuanzhong also had these two painful and strange heads sandwiched between them, he couldn't hold back, and he laughed first.

The clear blue eyes curved into a beautiful arc, the shoulders shrugged, and the arms lost their strength, allowing the two to escape easily.

While smiling, Chuya turned around and grabbed Ranbu's arm, took out a yellow colored pencil from his pocket, reached out to stop Osamu Dazai who was about to run away, and pressed his head to draw on his forehead. A crooked flower.

Osamu Dazai blinked, "Ah—" He snatched the pen from his hand and raised it up. Taking advantage of his height, he stood on tiptoe to let Nakaya grab it. He stuck out the tip of his tongue childishly and made a grimace.

The black-haired boy shook the pen in his hand, his eyes sparkled, and teased: "I'll continue to be so short in the new year, too, among the little ones~"

Ranbu poked his head out from behind Zhongya and patted him on the shoulder.

Chuya turned his head ferociously and found a chair behind him.

He snorted, stomped his foot on the chair, jumped up and grabbed the pen, and then took the chair with him, and with a "bang", the three of them fell to the ground together.

Dazai Osamu was pressed down at the bottom, he struggled to pull out his hand, and stubbornly added a beautiful bright red eyeliner to Chuya.

……

When it was completely dark, the originally beautiful room was completely unsightly, and even the dishes on the table were covered with colored paper.

Osamu Dazai and Ranpo pushed out the big cake hidden in the kitchen that survived the death, and Nakaya picked up some edible meals from outside the door.

Then the three of them, each with a pair of chopsticks, leaned over the table to pick colored paper with three painted faces in a mess.

Ranbu asked uncertainly, "Can you still eat?"

Osamu Dazai was not worried at all: "Let Chuya try first~"

A "well" character popped out of Chuya's forehead, raised his chopsticks and hit him on the head.

There seemed to be faint and deep bells coming from a distance, and the sound was continuous.

In addition to the paint marks on the faces of the three of them who finished their meal with difficulty, there were also large and small creams on their faces.

They left the mess in the room too lazy to clean up, and lay on the bed crowded together.

The moonlight outside the window is just right.

Luanbu muttered in a low voice: "It would be great if my brother was here."

"They didn't even come to see us during Chinese New Year, it's necrotic."

Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes and looked up at the swaying tree shadow.

"He'll always come back."

Zhongye closed his eyes amidst the bell, and said softly, "That's our brother."

……

And in Bingsheng far away, the elder brother whom the three teenagers miss is celebrating the New Year with his "new younger brother".

Hibari's house was already deserted, and neither Hikari Ueno nor Kyousya liked to be lively.

So compared with Yokohama, it seems much quieter here.

Ueno Hikaru made soba noodles and served them out, and celebrated the New Year with Hibari Kyouya in the yard.

The frightened deer in the corner of the courtyard is knocking on the stones in the water, making the whole atmosphere more leisurely and quiet.

The black-haired boy was wearing a kimono, and looked more composed at this time, showing a sense of maturity that did not match his age.

He took a sip of tea with his eyes downcast in his cup, and when the zero o'clock bell and cheers sounded at the same time, he said calmly, "Happy New Year."

……

In a sense, Ueno Hikaru and Hibari Kyoya are two people who are very compatible in life.

Quiet and indifferent, simple and rustic.

but.

Hikaru Ueno stood outside the bustling crowd of New Year's worshipers, turned his head to look at Kyouya Hibari, who looked impatient as if he would kill someone in the next second, and thought,

Still not the same.

He doesn't dislike crowded and noisy places.

But Kyouya seemed annoyed.

Had to come again because of New Year customs.

The young man's pretty eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and his exploitative lips were also tightly pursed. A pair of kidnappers were hidden in the sleeves of the kimono, and the hand holding the kidnappers was already tightened.

There happened to be a child on the opposite side running backwards and laughing this way.

The child looked a little smaller than Gongya, wearing warm winter clothes, staggering and running.

Then he suddenly bumped into a rock, suddenly lost his balance, and fell straight towards the two of them.

The head just hit Kyouya's leg.

The child looked up at the little brother behind him in a daze.

The little brother lowered his head and looked at him with a cold face.

The boy's eyes trembled, filled with tears in an instant, and then cried out with a "wow".

I don't know if it hurts or scares me.

Gong Mi's feet were still being pressed by the child, and hearing his cries, his face became even darker.

Hikaru Ueno hesitated for a second, and gently grabbed the boy's wrist through his sleeve.

He didn't want to add extra workload at this time.

Hibari Kyouya glanced at him coldly, grabbed the child by the arm and lifted him up.

The child turned upside down, stopped crying, blinked his big eyes twice, and stared blankly at the little brother who had suddenly turned upside down.

Ueno Hikaru looked at this scene and felt a little inexplicable sense of déjà vu.

It seemed that he had just seen this scene not long ago.

Gong Mi asked the child coldly, "Are you still crying?"

The child hiccupped, squeezed a pair of small fists and shook his head vigorously.

Satisfied, Kyouya put the child on the ground.

The kid stepped on the ground again, sobbed and sniffed.

He lowered his head and thought for a while, grabbed Gongmi's sleeve, and said softly, "Brother, Happy New Year."

Hibari Kyouya didn't hear what he said clearly, but when his body was grabbed by his sleeve, he flicked his wrist reflexively.

The kidnapper who had been hiding in his sleeve flipped out in a flash, and lay across in front of the child shining brightly.

The child choked on the half-hiccup, stared at the scary thing in a daze, bit his lip and held it back for three seconds, then cried out with a "wow".

Hibari Kyouya: "..."

Hikaru Ueno took a step to the side, holding the boy in his arms with a hollow arm, preventing him from really being unable to help.

Hibari Kyoumi suppressed his anger and asked coldly, "How about your lord?"

The child stopped crying, looked up blankly, and choked up: "Look, I can't find it QAQ"

Kyoya: "..."

The child cautiously reached out and grabbed his sleeve.

This time Hibari Kyouya didn't reflexively.

Hikaru Ueno remembered what the old man had said before.

Hibari Kyouya is a good boy with a kind heart.

He thought about what the child would do in such a situation, then turned his head and asked the boy, "Help him find his mother?"

The kind boy Hibari Kyouya turned his head away and said dryly "Oh" without looking at anyone.

The child understood what the two of them said, opened his watery eyes a little wider, and said sweetly and milkily, "Thank you brother~"

Kyouya still turned his head away, his ears turned a little red.

Hikaru Ueno smiled when he saw this.

Kind and lovely children.

As he was thinking this way, he suddenly felt his sleeve being tugged.

Hikaru Ueno looked down, puzzled.

The child who couldn't find his mother stretched out his hand to him, and asked shyly, "Can my brother hug Gangji?"

The kid nodded his foot: "It hurts."