In the early summer evening, the sun has not completely sunk into the horizon.

The world is shrouded in a dim yellow light and shadow, making everything seem unreal.

In the open space by the river, Fu Heihui knocked down the third grade student who was taller than him with a fist, and said with a blank expression: "Don't let me see Tsumiji in the future, once I see you, I'll hit you once." .”

The guy who was beaten into a pig's head protested: "You are just Tsumiji's younger brother, why do you care if I chase her or not!"

Fu Heihui glanced at him condescendingly.

He developed later than his peers. Although he has already entered junior high school, he is still only - meter six.

He is also thin, but that's the case. When looking at people like this, the stern and indifferent attitude is still evident, which makes people chilling-he is Shier's son.

Fu Heihui kicked the pig's head lying face up on the ground with his right foot, then stepped on his back, and said with a bit of vicissitudes: "Jin Meiji is already very unlucky, I don't need you A trash man embellishes life."

After finishing speaking, he bent down and said in a calm tone of course: "I've already made it clear, why don't you think about it?"

Fu Heihui's fist was really hard, and the third-year student's head was awake like never before. Just about to beg for mercy and give up, he heard a burst of running and an angry reprimand from not far away.

"Hui~ Why are you fighting again!"

With a high ponytail, Tsumiki trotted over, who already had the appearance of a slim girl compared to Megumin who was still childish.

"Hachinohe, are you alright?"

Tsumiji was so angry that she ran over in a hurry.

Squatting down in front of the senior who seemed to be dying, he stretched out his hand and said apologetically, "I'm really sorry, my brother is a big fool who wants to solve everything with his fists, don't take it to heart..."

Hachinohe, who was still stepped on the back by Fukuroi, raised his head and looked at Tsumiki who was embarrassed, his face flushed, and his thoughts were turbulent again, ah, such a Tsumiki, really can't give up...

As soon as he was about to take Tsumiji's hand, Fu Heihui lifted him up by the collar and put him aside by the displeased Fu Heihui.

Fugurohui's impatient and irritable expression reminded Hachinohe of the pain of being K'ed by Tekken, and the girl who couldn't catch up anyway suddenly became less important, and he hurriedly begged for mercy: "Don't do it, don't do it, I will I promise I won't pester Tsumiji anymore, I'm leaving now!"

Fu Heihui then let go, and Hachinohe didn't care to look at Tsumiji, and ran away scrambling.

"Hui, you are too much, I told you several times not to fight, don't fight!"

"Some people don't have a long memory if they don't type. It may be that their brain capacity is not enough... How about you just be considerate?"

"Ha, look at your unrepentant appearance!"

Tsumiji took out her mobile phone and performed a stunt of 'sue parents', and was about to call their guardians.

"cut,"

Although he knew that Ono Xiyin would not do anything to him, Fu Heihui was at an awkward age. Looking into the distance from the river.

He looked at the sun that was about to completely sink in the sky, and didn't notice something floating in the river.

The time of sunset is called the time of encountering demons in Japan, and it is easy to encounter some unlucky things. It just so happens that Kei is still very unlucky, and is more likely to cause trouble than ordinary people.

He listened to Tsumiji and telling Xiyin on the phone how he disobeyed discipline, was sulking, was prone to heavy legs, and was caught by something wet.

When an ordinary person encounters this kind of thing, the first reaction must be to kick his foot away, but Fu Heihui was extremely calm, and he could see clearly what was holding him—so he didn’t get wet,—it seemed very unlucky The guy kicked into the river again.

"Yeah, I'm saved~"

This is a young man with short curly brown hair, a fair and handsome face, and iris-colored eyes.

He is a handsome man, but his whole body is filled with a terrible aura, "Although I don't want to live at first, but the feeling of being unable to sink in the water and not being able to breathe is really terrible."

After saying such speechless words, he looked around, and said to Fu Heihui: "This classmate who happened to be caught by me as a driftwood~ Can you do me a favor and pull me—I'm a little Tuliye."

It might be better to kick this unlucky thing back, Hui's intuition gave him such a suggestion.

But although he can use his iron fist to educate the bad boys who pester his sister without hesitation, Fu Heihui's moral level of the three views is still online, and he can't do the immoral thing of kicking a drowning person into the water again, so he keeps a dumb face He bent down and pulled the man ashore.

"Ah ah ah ah,"

Tsumiji—while making a phone call—walked to the man who fell into the water, and said with concern: "Did you accidentally fall into the water? Are you okay now? Do I need to call an ambulance for you?"

The man in the black windbreaker lay on the ground and said weakly: "It's not enough to go to the hospital, just take a breath."

His appearance didn't seem convincing, but Tsumiji believed it naturally, "Then I can rest assured!"

The man turned his head and looked around his eyes, blinked, and said strangely: "I obviously fell from a high altitude, and it should crack open like a watermelon, but instead, I floated in the river and came here What about a completely strange place?"

It sounded like no one with a tenth-grade concussion could not utter it. Fu Heihui next to him twitched the corner of his mouth, took out his mobile phone and said, "Since there is no need to call an ambulance, let's call the police directly."

Anyway, they can't touch this trouble!

Tsumiji held up her mobile phone to stop him, "Hui, don't worry, wait for my sister to come over, she often deals with the police."

The conjurer did have more experience in dealing with the police and the government, so Fu Heihui put away his phone, looked at the man coldly, and was not interested in asking about him at all.

But Tsumiji was very enthusiastic, "You don't have any problems with cognitive disorders, do you have hallucinations of drowning?"

"Do you still remember who you are, where you live, and do you have a phone number from someone you know?"

"I'm Osamu Dazai~"

The man seemed to have slowed down a little bit, sat up from the ground, and answered Tsumiji's question in a cheerful and frivolous voice, "He's the leader of the port mafia, the kind that's super vicious and famous."

Ha, what the hell?

Tsumiji rubbed her temples to Fuhei Hui, and said with her mouth: It seems that there is indeed something wrong.

"It seems that there is a big problem~"

The man heaved a sigh of relief, and looked around at the expressions of the boys and girls in the circle, as if he had understood something, and there was an indifferent mockery on his face that seemed to see through everything.

Fu Heihui thought for a while, then decisively took out his mobile phone and said, "You can't trouble Da Ye with everything, she has already worked very hard. Just throw this guy to the police station, anyway, it has nothing to do with us."

But before he got through the phone, he heard a familiar female voice, "You seem to have encountered something unexpected?"

Xiyin stood not far away, looking at the frail man who was soaking wet and dripping water on the ground, and felt that he did not fit into the category of "a third-year junior high school student, a gangster, and Jin Meiji's suitor" identity label.

Besides, although Megumi is the type who can teach people with fists, it is not enough to throw people into the water.

Besides, besides...

Some people are destined to be attracted to each other like magnets, and you will understand something even if you just meet for the first time.

Jiuneng Kota would think that Xiyin was his own kind, which was the result of being deliberately misled by her. Xiyin never thought that there were her so-called kind in this world.

But even if the person in front of him can't be called the same kind, their natures are probably quite similar.

Looking at Osamu Dazai's kite-colored eyes, looking deeply into the past, with dark eyes, Xiyin suddenly smiled.

"It's the first time I understand what it means to see you as before."

She couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Ha, what's the matter?

A black shadow flashed by Fu Heihui's eyes. The young man who was sitting on the ground just now, dying, has already flashed beside his beautiful young guardian at an astonishing speed. He held her hand and said affectionately: "This Beautiful lady~ I have exactly the same feeling as you!"

"It seems that God let me come here so that I can die in love with you~ Sarah, don't hesitate, I think the river next to it is very good, let's jump down!"

Xiyin looked back at him, "I'm sorry, I don't have any plans to die right now, and we don't have any relationship at all, so it wouldn't be considered a martyrdom if we died together."

Fu Heihui twitched the corners of his mouth and walked up to tear the man away, consciously revealing the truth—his guardian has a scum-sucking physique, and now he has attracted another super.

"Ohno, there's something wrong with this guy's head,"

He tried to solve the trouble as soon as possible, "Just throw it to the police station and let the professionals handle it."

"Don't do this~"

A certain greasy mackerel acted coquettishly like a small white flower, "Miss, it's so rare that we get to know each other well. I just happen to be penniless, I don't have any skills, and I don't even have a place to live now. You Can you take me in for a while?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to die in love with me today. Maybe you will change your mind after a while. If it's you, I'm willing to wait no matter what."

What kind of rubbish speech is this!The bystanders present at the scene——Qi suffered a spiritual blow.

"I don't think I will change my mind." Xi Yin said, "But since you are in trouble, there are spare rooms where I live to accommodate you. If you don't mind it, you can live until there is a place."

"Ah?" Tsumiji, who has always been kind to others, was also surprised. In her impression, although Xiyin was kind and gentle, she was not a good old man without a bottom line.

Fu Heihui, who was much more indifferent than her, wasn't surprised at all. He clicked his tongue and said coldly: "There is a room at home, but it's not easy to support idlers. This guy doesn't seem to be useful. look."

Osamu Dazai said softly, "You can use me as a vase or something. I'll just take up a little space, and I won't get in the way."

Hui's forehead burst into a blue vein, and he was so stuck that he couldn't speak.

Xiyin thought for a while and hesitated, "After all, there are two adolescent children in the family. Although there are many rooms, we really need to think more about it."

After finishing speaking, she waved to Osamu Dazai, and asked gently: "Can you come here for a while, I have something to confirm."

Osamu Dazai was kind, and he went up to shake her hand, but Xiyin grabbed her wrist with the back of his hand.

The two played back and forth for a while, and finally the brown-haired youth was thrown to the ground by an over-the-shoulder and it was announced that it was over.

"It hurts!"

Dazai fell to the ground and sobbed, "Even if it's a test of skill, it's too rough~"

Fu Heihui spat at him in disgust.

More than enough skills, not enough physical strength... It can be said that he has no strength to restrain a chicken. As an adult man, he is really too weak.

Even ordinary people like Tsumiji, who pay attention to learning fighting skills, probably don't need to be afraid of him, and what is certain is that he is not a magician.

Xiyin made such a judgment, helped the screaming guy up from the ground, and said with concern: "You seem to have been soaking in the water for a long time. It's been a bit cold recently, so go back and take a bath first?"

Ha, is it such a hasty decision to take in this guy whose background is unknown, how suspicious it looks, as if he intends to rely on his good looks for a soft meal?

Fu Heihui got a headache, followed behind them, and silently sent a text message to Wu Tiao Wu, "Da Ye wants to adopt the little boy, do you care about this matter?"

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