After retirement I became a guardian of troubled youth

61. Nineteen Problem Youth

Kyouya Hibari, who arrived late after dark, arrived just in time.

It's like being the main character in every story.

Tonight's protagonist is wearing a neat suit, with cold eyebrows and eyes with a strong aura.

The leather shoes made a "da da" sound when they hit the ground, as if they had automatically assigned a bgm to themselves.

Then the bgm arrived as expected.

The sound that had been broken all night in the open-air garden sounded at this time, and every drum beat of the very rhythmic music happened to step on Hibari Kyouya's steps.

As if he was doing his best to cooperate with his master.

The top-floor gardens of other restaurants are overcrowded, but this place is quiet and cold, and they have only one table, as if someone booked this place in advance.

Anyway, it's impossible to be sitting with these ordinary workers and well-behaved and cute male high school students.

Hibari Kyouya stepped on his 2 meter aura and stopped in front of the table, glanced around the crowd with his downcast eyes, as if he had greeted them.

Overlord's breath came over his face.

The domineering brother Que finally set his sights on Ueno Hikaru, and licked the corner of his mouth very domineeringly.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Even the voice of speaking is full of the magnetism of the boss, rippling in the dense night, like an arsonist with a heart.

Hikaru Ueno's expression moved slightly, and he was a little dazed for a moment, as if he had really ignited a fire in his heart.

Holding a goblet full of lemonade, Osamu Dazai buried his head in his mouth and took a bite of the lemon slice.

The sour taste rampages in the mouth.

Ueno Hikaru looked at Kyouya and praised sincerely: "It's handsome."

The lemon slice is folded in half in the mouth, and the more pungent juice is released.

In Osamu Dazai's heart, seven were dissatisfied and eight were concerned.

Obviously he was handsome in a suit back then.

Obviously, before he became a good brother for his brother, he was also a very sought-after arsonist.

Except for the clerk in the coffee shop downstairs of the detective agency and some people with supernatural powers, Osamu Dazai's charm has never missed.

Hibari Kyouya smiled happily, Gao Leng responded: "Thank you."

He has always been like this.

Obviously the little skylark in my heart is already spinning around happily, but I still have a paralyzed look on my face.

"Hypocrisy." Osamu Dazai hid the lower half of his face behind the cup and mouthed.

The cup in Nakahara Chuya's hand next to him suddenly tilted and knocked lightly on the rim of his cup.

A crisp "ding" sounded.

Dazai raised his eyes and looked at him.

Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his eyebrows, calmly retracted his cup, and took a sip of lemonade.

Then he frowned indistinctly.

The macho is also very uncomfortable with this kind of thing.

Especially when they are meant to be served in wine glasses.

Nakahara Chuya felt sorry for the cup.

Have a good wine glass, don't decorate it with something good to drink.

He sighed softly, and sadly peeled off a piece of liqueur chocolate handed over by Edogawa Ranpo next to him.

Should I say it or not, he's really been a little bit gluttonous lately.

Especially in such an environment that is extremely suitable for drinking, he is even more greedy.

The chocolate melted, and a little bit of alcohol disappeared quietly.

Nowhere near the itch, the more itchy the more itchy.

Zhongyuan Zhong also rolled his Adam's apple, raised his head and stuffed the glass of lemonade.

Opposite him, Ueno Mitsumasa half got up and poured tea for Kyoya himself.

This glass of lemonade.

Just, fit the occasion!

Yunque Gongmi is a person who has the dual temperament of a boss and a veteran cadre.

Everyone knows Mr. Ba.

Veteran cadres are mainly reflected in his hobbies of tea drinking and Japanese style.

The two styles coexist in this man, and they are not only very harmonious.

And it seems that you can switch without reading at any time, and you don't even have cd time.

Kuroba Kaito still admired it a little.

He can't.

He only felt sorry for his elder brother, and even got up to pour tea for others.

He jumped over the two people in the middle, scooped up the orange juice from Edogawa Ranpo's hand, and filled it up for his brother.

It's hard for others not to pay attention to this big move.

Even Hibari Kyouya, who had been staring at his brother, had to give him a look.

Kaito Kuroba smiled brightly, and shook the half-full orange juice: "Brother, remember to drink it yourself."

Hikaru Ueno is adorable.

Bending his eyes, he rubbed the boy's hair.

Kuroba Kaito lowered his head cooperatively, raised his eyes with a smile, and met Hibari Kyouya's gaze.

and reach out.

This is the first time two people meet, and some proper etiquette is still necessary.

Hibari Kyoumi raised his eyebrows, put down his teacup, as if he didn't want to reach out.

But after all, Ueno Hikaru was watching expectantly.

So he stretched out his hand, and shook the young man's fingertips in a gentlemanly manner.

Then the next second, just when he was about to withdraw.

Hibari Kyouya suddenly realized that his hand was stuck.

He was stunned for a moment, before he could break free, Kuroba Kaito's hand stepped forward, completely holding him together, and took his right hand to draw a circle in front of him.

Among them, I focused on the distinctive teacup.

The next second, the two hands parted, and Kuroba Kaito gracefully snapped his fingers.

There was a sound of "fluttering", and a little white dove flew out of the teacup.

The tea was gone.

Brother Que: "..."

Just, quite speechless.

Are all male high school students playing like this now?

I don't know if the flowers played by male high school students are flowers or not, but some people like this "flower" very much.

The only "kid" present who was dazzled said: "It's amazing."

Tonight, Hikari Ueno was especially generous with his smile and compliments.

Let them unanimously suspect that my brother drank fake wine.

Or maybe, Reaper drunk with orange juice.

Of course, these are just some good late night fantasies.

The truth is, Mr. Death is neither orange juice nor lemonade drunk.

He was just plain happy.

After all, it's rare for everyone to really get together again.

And according to them, this reunion will last for a while.

Two of the happiest things in the world——

Do not have to work.

And, with the people you cherish.

Hikaru Ueno now owns the second.

The moonlight shone on a table full of delicacies, on Nakahara Nakaya and Osamu Dazai's entangled chopsticks, on Hibari Kyouya's thin lips that resisted "biting" and on Ranpo holding it in his mouth. On the small silver fork and the little cream on the corner of the mouth, on the dexterous fingers of Kaito flipping the playing cards and the blue eyes filled with gentle spring water.

It looks very peaceful and quiet.

Hikaru Ueno lowered his head and took a sip of the slightly bitter tea in the cup.

——This is what Kaito conjured up for him not long ago.

In fact, he didn't like the taste very much, but it was inexplicably addictive.

So Hikaru Ueno couldn't help but drank a few more sips in this beautiful scenery with this bitter fragrance.

And it turns out.

Mr. Death he is not drunk on orange juice or lemonade, but he is drunk on tea.

There is a big point outrageous.

But also very gratifying.

The first person to discover this was Ranpo who shared the little cake with his brother.

He held up the small fork and leaned over, expecting to pass the small piece of cake forward.

The long-haired young man stared blankly at him for a few seconds, his cheeks, the ends of his eyes, and the tips of his ears all turned red.

Edogawa Luanbu looked at him like this, but before he realized what happened, the young man suddenly lowered his head and bit the small cake.

Then he rolled his eyes happily.

Happier than ever before.

At that moment, the intuition belonging to a famous detective suddenly began to scream.

Edogawa Ranpo concluded without hesitation that his brother had entered a state of drunkenness.

……

So cute!

He couldn't hold back, shook his fork, and patted the young man on the head while frowning.

Kuroba Kaito jumped up immediately: "Ranpo Edogawa! What are you doing to my brother!"

Ueno Hikaru heard his movement, let go of the fork and frowned and looked over, looking a little unhappy, muttering: "It's so noisy."

The voice was soft and waxy, a tone that I had never heard before.

Kuroba Kaito felt an itch in his heart, but at the same time he started to "QAQ".

It is said that the elder's love for the younger who just came home can only last 24 hours.

So now, brother has started to hate him too?

Edogawa Ranbu laughed, a rare taunt: "He thinks you're noisy~"

Hikaru Ueno turned his head, looked at him seriously, and paused every word: "Don't talk."

Luanbu: "?"

A certain unreasonable brother bulged his cheeks,

"Eat something sweet."

Kuroba Kaito let out a "haha" immediately, quite gloating.

—Look, we are all the same.

While Edogawa Ranpo was still dazed, Ueno Hikaru had already lowered his head in frustration.

There were faint tears in the eyes.

"I want to eat something sweet..."

Brother Ba Zongque made a decisive decision, airlifted a piece of cake from the other side of the table, and waved it in front of his brother's eyes.

His black eyes filled with tears instantly lit up.