After retirement I became a guardian of troubled youth

After arranging the photos, Ueno Hikari opened the drawer of the bedside table and took a look.

This casually, I happened to see a card inside and a note next to it.

The card is a bank card.

There are two lines written on the note.

[Take advantage of your courtesy a little]

[password is your code name x2]

Hikaru Ueno pinched the note, stared at the two lines for a moment, and crumpled the note with a little force.

A weak flame ignited at the fingertips, instantly burning the note.

In the next second, the little flame suddenly expanded without warning, and burned directly to the corner of the nearby table.

Hikaru Ueno was stunned for a moment, and reacted quickly, creating another stream of water before the tongue of fire swept across the room along the bedside table.

The young man was wet all over and looked a little embarrassed.Holding the bank card in his hand, he looked down at the discolored wooden bedside table and fell silent.

What 1126 said to him at the end was really... not a bit false.

After breaking away from the restrictions of the underworld, and then using the ability, it is indeed very uncontrollable.

If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, he might reunite with 1126 who was in the Underworld in a short time.

After all, the fire in the underworld cannot be extinguished by water in the world.

Hikaru Ueno stared down at his fingertips.

pursed lips.

If it's not easy to control speed when using abilities, that's fine.

He reduced the frequency of using his ability, and just got used to it as soon as possible.

But if the "capacity overflow" in mouth 1126 is not limited to when he uses his abilities, then the problem will be bigger.

Casual ability overflow in daily life is not an easy problem to solve.

He hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand cautiously, tentatively pinching the corner of the table.

Hikaru Ueno waited for two seconds, but nothing happened.

Fortunately, it does not seem to have affected daily life so far.

If it really affected daily life, the table would probably be smashed to pieces with a slight pinch.

Ueno Hikari breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the edge of the wet bed.

It is impossible to dry it with fire. He twirled his fingertips and looked down at the bank card.

This looks like an ordinary bank card, and there is no mystery in it.

— except for the PIN of the bank card.

His code name is x2.

Did that guy in 1126 deliberately not want him to forget his past life in the underworld?

Tomorrow, we must change the password of this bank card.

……

Early the next morning, Ueno Hikaru went out at dawn and headed straight to a nearby bank.

The current top priority is naturally to change the password of the bank card. By the way, let's take a look at how much "mental damage fee" 1126 gave him.

And, by the way, buy some ingredients.

Naturally, there are a lot of furniture in this house, but after all, no one lived there before, so there was no food at all.

Although Hikari Ueno does not have the need to eat like ordinary humans, but...

Shouldn't the god of death be allowed to be greedy for the delicacies of the world?

Change the password, go shopping, eat a delicious meal, and send a small dessert to Mr. Okiya Subaru next door as a thank you gift.

Ueno Hikari had already planned out his daily life for the day.

Unfortunately, plans often fail to keep up with the rapid changes.

The gloomy weather when he went out in the morning seemed to indicate that no matter what he did today, he would not go well.

In the first step of the plan, Ueno Hikaru was directly stuck.

the reason is simple.

He has no ID.

Mr. Death, who had just come to live in the world for a long time, was silent for a long time under the questioning of the bank manager with a smile on his face.

What should I do with the ID card?

Mr. Tsushima only told him about bank cards before, but no one had popularized the "identity card" with him.

The bank card that Mr. Tsushima gave him at that time was in the name of Ranpo, and his identity information was not required at all.

Hikaru Ueno stood alone on the edge of the bustling street, looking at the busy traffic in front of him, holding a thin bank card.

lost in thought.

What should he do, have an ID card.

In this helpless and strange city, the only people I can rely on are the kind neighbors I just met yesterday.

When we parted yesterday, Okiya Subaru also said to Ueno Hikaru that if you need anything in the future, you can go to him directly.

Hikaru Ueno hesitated for a while, went back home, and knocked on the door next door again.

When Okiya Subaru came to open the door, his eyes were still a little blurred, as if he had just woken up, and his hair was a bit messy.

Ueno Hikaru was used to living with children before. Seeing this person's listless appearance, he subconsciously turned on the "brother mode" and helped him tidy up the corners of one person's clothes inside and one outside. He was concerned: "Did you not sleep well last night?"

Okiya Subaru was stunned for a moment, his eyes sharpened sharply, he lifted his left hand that was hanging aside, and then just before grabbing the young man's wrist, he slid down nonchalantly, and tugged at the hem of his clothes following the other's movement.

Then he suddenly laughed, rubbed his hair helplessly, and said with a smile, "it's okay."

Hikaru Ueno withdrew his hand, his expression normal.

To him, this is just an ordinary act of "taking care of his younger brother", and there is nothing wrong with it at all.

He naturally also noticed Okiya Subaru's momentary alert reaction.

However, after all, more than half of the previous children had this phenomenon.

So Hikaru Ueno didn't feel wrong at all.

He just thought that this young man might be able to chat with Chuya or Gongya.

Thinking about it carefully, Chuya should be in his 20s by now, and as for Kyouya, he is almost an adult.

Of course, it's not the kind of "communication" that fights with each other as soon as they meet.

After all, we are all grown-up children, and this kind of thing will definitely not happen again.

Hikari Ueno has great confidence in the children.

After a brief moment of daze, Okiya Subaru had already arranged his appearance, and asked gently: "What's the matter?"

Hikaru Ueno pondered for a moment, then cut to the chase, and said, "I need an ID card."

Mr. Death's logic is simple.

He has status in the world - a few children secretly fucked him before.

It's just that I don't have the "ID card" that the staff member said, and I don't know how to get it.

So, he just wanted Okiya Subaru to do him a small favor and tell him how to solve this problem.

But Mr. Okiya Subaru, an enthusiastic young man, doesn't seem to think so.

His expression froze for a moment, and the eyes he looked at Ueno Hikaru became a little unnatural.

The young man hesitated to confirm: "ID card?"

Hikaru Ueno nodded, thought for a while, and added the necessary etiquette for asking for help in the world: "Thank you, sorry for the trouble."

Mr. Shuichi Akai, the FBI ace who pretended to be an enthusiastic college student Subaru Okiya, looked at the young man who almost completely covered his body and acted very calmly, and fell into a bewildered silence.

"..."

This is, does he want to help him get a fake certificate?

Black households?

Although the FBI can't control the affairs of Japan, such an existence appeared in Mihua Town. Wouldn't it be better for him to wake up with a certain bottle of wine?

After all, he is a genuinely enthusiastic young man who loves his motherland, so he must not leave such a person alone.

Just at this time, Ueno Hikaru asked again: "Is it possible?"

After completing the ID card, he has to change the password to buy ingredients.

Time is a little tight.

……

Unlike Mihua Town, the weather in Yokohama is good today.

Sunny and cloudless.

It looks like something good is going to happen.

Osamu Dazai was lying on the grass by the river, with his arms behind his head, his legs crossed, humming an unknown song.

The wind blew the hair on the young man's forehead, and the loose bandage on his arm also shook.

The kite-colored pupils quietly opened, staring at somewhere in the sky and blinking.

Osamu Dazai sat up suddenly, and took out a note from the pocket of his khaki windbreaker.

The note looked very old already.

It is full of creases, the corners are a little yellow, and the writing on it has become blurred with the passage of time.

But it can always be identified clearly.

This is the note left to him in 1126 back then. Since the complete separation in xanthan glue, the words on this note have never changed, just as the god of death said.

Osamu Dazai stared at the note for a while, then suddenly took out his cell phone and called someone.

A familiar grumpy voice came from the phone call: "What are you doing?"

Zhong Yuanzhong asked him impatiently.Although the voice was much more mature than when he was a teenager, the aura remained completely unchanged.

Osamu Dazai chuckled, and said as always: "Chuya, the weather is nice today~"

Before he could say what he said later, Zhong Yuanzhong at the other end had already understood his meaning in an instant, and interrupted him with an irritated "tsk": "I'm on a mission now, I can't get away, you can go later die."

Osamu Dazai froze for a moment, then laughed.

He sighed faintly, shook the note, put on a coquettish emphasis, and said with a choked voice: "So in the eyes of Zhong Ye, my life is not as important as a task. So I am in the eyes of my good brother." Here, already..."

As he talked, he lost his voice, as if he was too sad to speak.

But who is on the other end of the line.

It's Zhongya in the Central Plains.

It's Chuya Nakahara who knows exactly what kind of temperament this person is.

He sneered, and said disdainfully: "You will remember that I am your brother at this time."

The information that Chuya Nakahara was older than Osamu Dazai by more than a month was told by Mori Ogai incidentally when he was helping to check his life experience a few years ago.

At that time, a certain vicious leader mysteriously called the two of them to the office, looking like he wanted to watch the excitement.

But after all, "family ugliness should not be publicized".

So this "lively" was only seen by Luanbu in the end.

That's right, it's really lively.

Zhong Yuanzhong also didn't want to look back, hung up the phone with a "snap", without even looking at it, he turned around and kicked the person behind him.

His mission this time is to exterminate a small gang/organization/organization that is doing evil.

The other party hid a lot of weapons, and it was a little troublesome to deal with them.

But it's just a little bit of a hassle.

Such a small organization is completely ignored by the Central Plains.

In his eyes, this gang of mobs is far less capable than Dazai Zhi alone.

Just as Zhong Yuanzhong was thinking this way, the phone rang again.

Obviously, this time it was Osamu Dazai.

Although it is too popular for a certain person.

But the family-loving brother Nakaya answered the phone before the third ring.

He took a deep breath, frowned and asked impatiently, "What are you doing—"

result.

Before he could finish yelling, Dazai Osamu over there suddenly hung up the phone with a "snap".

Zhong Yuan Zhong also stood where he was, listening to the busy tone coming from the phone, silent for a few seconds, and then suddenly shouted: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhyih

The boss of the small organization is scurrying away.

He stumbled and hid behind a wall, panting heavily and panickingly asked the investigators around him: "Have they, have their reinforcements arrived?"

How did he become so much stronger in an instant.

It was originally a one-sided posture before, but now...they are almost running out of people to fall.

The investigators were also extremely panicked, holding their heads in a daze, wanting to cry but not crying: "No, no, that's the one."

Just beat the shit out of them.

Before the wall behind him collapsed, the boss looked up to the sky and screamed in grief: "Is that Shura from hell!"

The next second, Shura who appeared behind him asked coldly, "Who are you talking about?"

……

On the other side, Osamu Dazai, who suddenly hung up the phone, regained his energy. He stared at the little changed note in his hand, and his eyes widened accordingly.

The first two words on the note were twisted and deformed several times, and finally fixed into:

[Mihua Town] and [Leaving].

The young man rolled his eyes and smiled happily.

The note twisted in his hand and suddenly began to burn.

The fiery temperature was instantly transmitted to Dazai Osamu's fingertips.

He still bent his eyes, motionless, quietly watching the note turn into ashes in his hands, then lowered his eyes and twirled his fingertips, and said softly, "Brother, I'm coming to find you."

long time no see.

……

Okiya Subaru was still a little dazed until he accompanied Ueno Hikaru to complete the ID card application, changed the bank card password, and even entered the supermarket with others without confidence.

He really didn't know why an adult in his 20s didn't know how to get an ID card.

This place called "Mihua Town" is full of talents.

There are elderly fairy inventors, gifted elementary school students who know astronomy and geography, and slash youths who are detectives and police undercover agents, and this...

As if he had just come to the world, a young man in black.

All in all, everyone is amazing.

Okiya Subaru looked at the young man who was a few steps away from him, who was pushing a cart full of things, and was still throwing chocolates into it with his eyes closed, for a moment he didn't know what expression to put on.

But Hikari Ueno, who is happy shopping, has no feeling for Yasubaru's complicated state of mind at this time.

He was simply happy that he had solved the problem, and decided to thank this kind man.

And, pick something he can use.

Ranpo's favorite snacks.

Osamu Dazai's favorite crab.

Kaito's favorite chocolate.

……

Oh.

Yes, there is still a lack of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar tea.

Okiya Subaru saw more and more things in the car, and silently pushed the second car.

He hesitated for a while, but finally tried to dissuade him; "You buy so many things, one person will definitely not be able to eat them. They will be thrown away after the expiration date."

"Anyway, we are not far from here, and we can come back anytime when we run out of things."

Hearing his words, Ueno Hikaru stopped, was taken aback for a moment, and withdrew his hand from the shelf.

Yes, he lives alone now.

There is no need to take so many things.

The young man lowered his head, staring at the overcrowded shopping cart, without saying a word.

Just quietly tighten the hand holding the crossbar.

Seeing his appearance, Okiya Subaru suddenly felt a little bit of guilt in his heart.

Maybe there is some compelling reason for him not to take his brothers over to live with him.

like yourself.

He hesitated for a moment, wanting to comfort him, but didn't know how to speak.

"Actually you……"

Just when Okiya Subaru was ready to speak, the young man in front of him suddenly raised his head and bent his eyes at him.

It looked like nothing happened.

"Thank you, I forgot that I was the only one." There was a bit of gentleness in the young man's voice, hiding a little nostalgia, "It's the first time I live by myself, and I feel a little uncomfortable for a while."

Okiya Subaru froze for a moment, then nodded.

So, the two of them turned back and put back all the messy things they just took.

The shopping cart, which was crumbling not long ago, was reduced to a floor in no time.

Only Ueno Hikaru himself, really don't need to buy too many things.

Two people push the shopping cart to the counter to check out.

There are not so many people here today, and there are three counters parallel, and there are only three people in front of them.

Ueno Hikaru and Okiya Subaru waited in line together, chatting casually.

Okiya Subaru seemed to be particularly interested in his younger brothers, and asked Ueno Hikari a lot about their relationship.

They were soon lined up, and the two of them took out everything in the car and put them on the table. The cashier quickly checked out and quoted the price.

Hikaru Ueno was about to pay when he heard a somewhat familiar voice amidst the chaotic noise.

The voice came from the counter next to him.

It was a bit familiar, but it was not exactly the same as the boy's voice in his memory, it was the voice of a youth.

The man seemed extremely flustered and embarrassed, and his voice trembled a little when he spoke: "Hold, I'm sorry, I'm looking for it... I should, I should be able to make up enough."

Hikaru Ueno was stunned for a moment, subconsciously turned his head to look over.

The figure of the young man was blocked by the counter, only one side was exposed.

But even so, the sense of familiarity was overwhelming.

It was as if a butterfly flew over from that end, flapping its wings lightly in his heart.

Hikaru Ueno said softly, "Shuji?"

His voice was very low, almost a whisper, and he knew that the young man on the other side couldn't hear him.

Hikaru Ueno pursed his lips, took a step forward and staggered his gaze, taking a panoramic view of the young man.

His hair was disheveled, as if he hadn't taken care of it. The khaki windbreaker was clean and tidy, but there were already several holes at the corners, and the empty pockets were turned out.

With a bitter and embarrassing smile on the young man's face, he clasped his hands together and apologized softly: "No, I'm sorry, I took up your time...I don't want this one anymore."

After finishing his sentence with his head down, he walked out directly.

Hikaru Ueno glanced down at the things on the counter.

It's a pack of very cheap crispy noodles.

Hikaru Ueno's heart suddenly ached.

The cashier on his side is still asking: "Well, sir, may I ask you..."

"Sorry, I have something else to do." He left this sentence, and left quickly without caring about the reactions of the people behind him.

Hikaru Ueno caught up with the young man before he went out.

He stopped behind the young man, hesitated for a moment, did not directly reach out to grab him, but called him: "Xiu Zhi?"

The young man who had already opened the curtain froze.

After a while, he put down the curtain, turned his head slowly, and looked at Shang Yeguang.

The pretty iris-colored pupils sparkled, filled with surprise, but more of embarrassment.

The young man's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he spoke with difficulty: "Brother...brother."

He lowered his head, as if he was afraid to look at the person opposite him.

After Ueno Hikaru, Okiya Subaru paid the bill on behalf of others, and came over with the bag.

Obviously, the young man on the opposite side is one of the "brothers" that Ueno Hikaru said, but he doesn't know which one it is.

He stood beside Hikaru Ueno, looked over curiously, and then froze for a moment.

Should I say it or not, he probably knows this person.

It's not that they know each other, but that he clearly remembers this face.

After all, the name "Osamu Dazai" is really quite popular in their industry.

The young man opposite also raised his eyes and looked at him.

The young man's eyes suddenly turned cold for a moment, and then he returned to that slightly panicked look in an instant.

The moment he was stared at by the young man, Okiya Subaru even had the feeling that he was in the abyss, cold and dark, and his muscles tensed up like a conditioned reflex.

He stared at the young man and asked the people around him: "Is this... your brother?"