After I divorced from chaos step

Tosi was slapped by me.

Of course, instead of hitting him in the face, he hit his hands.

The back of his hand turned red instantly, but he didn't let go, the hat was still pressed firmly on Dazai's face.

Really stubborn.

So I made it up again, and knocked on his knuckles, and he finally let go.

The hat also fell on the table.

Tuosi looked up at me, the whites of his eyes were bloodshot from staying up late and exhausted, and a small canine tooth was exposed at the corner of his mouth because he was still biting a yogurt straw.

"What are you looking at?" I raised my eyebrows, "I learned from you."

When I was studying in Russia, I often skipped classes because I hated the teachers, and my test scores were messed up. When I was about to lose my exchange student qualifications, Tosi began to make up classes for me.

He never went to school, but he could understand my books just once, and the lectures were much higher than the teachers in the classroom.

The boring text is very interestingly modified by him with language.

He draws a picture casually, and flowers can bloom on white paper.

But he is very strict.

This is my biggest headache.

He only told the content once, and no matter how wrong the topic was, he would make me copy it in the snow day and night.If I don't concentrate on writing the topic, the pen in his hand will hit my joints. If he hadn't cut off his painful nerves, he would feel it now.

"Learned from me..." He repeated in a low voice, as if talking to himself.

I pushed the wet tissue box in front of Dazai.

"Dazai-kun, are you alright?"

He reached out to take it, wiped it, and still said in a hearty tone: "Haha, I'm fine."

Osamu Dazai was indeed a good-tempered person, even though he was poured yogurt all over his face, he didn't mean to blame Tosi at all.

I have known him for a long time, but we have not been in contact for a long time. The three times are all thanks to his help.

In the detective agency, he is also an active existence. When the juniors encounter difficulties and frustrations, he always smiles and says it's okay.

Cheerful as if never any trouble.

So I really don't understand why Ranpo makes me feel bored. I can play with Yosano-san or Tanizaki-san, but I don't chat with Dazai.

He didn't even know that I was able to chase him, and Dazai was a great contributor.

If I keep asking, Luanbu will hold the tip of my nose, press it up, and say exactly the same words as Tuosi: "Become a pig——"

"Qingxi sauce."

Dazai called me, and when I came back to my senses, he had already wiped the yogurt off his face, "Just kidding, Chuya's ducks don't do this kind of thing."

"I know."

Once again I admire him for his demeanor.

The Chuya of Chuya, Chuya, is smarter than Ranpo in some things. It knows almost all the roads in Yokohama, and can ride the tram by itself-this is a special honor given to it by the mayor and speaker of Yokohama City for its achievements. .

So it's also a very proud duck, absolutely impossible to fix in the hat.

Dazai was just joking, but Tuo Si carefully retaliated on the spot.

...the eye of the mind is smaller than the tip of a needle.

I threw Tuo Si's hat to him: "Chu Ya is as qualified as Mr. Dazai."

"No, that duck is greener than blue." Tosi put down his chopsticks calmly, "I can't eat anymore, my hands hurt."

His hands were all red, and the red soup in the bowl was scarier than his hands.

He was giving himself a step down.

Dazai rested his chin with one hand: "This is Qingxi sauce's wish, why don't you try harder?"

"Efforts that only rely on words and actions have no essential meaning." Tosi folded his hat neatly, put it aside, and began to mutter, "Only when the mind gets something that matches it can it last forever."

I don't understand, but I find it a bit annoying: "There are so many words after eating noodles, if you don't eat, don't eat, and if your hands hurt, just say a few words."

I am used to the simple way of getting along with Ranbu, and I really can't get used to Tuosi's long nonsense.

If Luanbu didn't want to eat something, he would just say, "I won't eat it."

A very simple sentence, maybe Tuo Si's tongue is not born concise enough.

I immersed myself in eating noodles, and Tuosi called my name again: "Yuanjiang."

I put down my chopsticks: "Why?"

Frankly, very few people call me that anymore.

After I got married, the name "Genqingxi" was replaced by "Edogawa Qingxi". Those who knew me called me "Qingxi" or "Qingxi sauce", while those who didn't know me called me "Mrs. Edogawa".

I never heard anyone call me "Yuanjiang".

That's not a good name at all.Because only the members of the House of the Dead call me that.

As a veteran member of the House of the Dead, I am not a mouse, and I even misunderstood the original intention of Tosi to establish it from the very beginning.

In the past, when I went out on missions, I was always left behind. If I didn't fight, I would die. He would never leave me a way.

Supernatural abilities are controlled in actual combat. I went from being helpless with it to gradually being able to control it. It was also because of Tuo Si's teaching that he even surpassed Jin in this respect.

I was also grateful to Tosi.

The only thing I can't understand is that when he went to complete the plan of the Five Decays of Heaven and Man, he didn't bring me with him.

"You stay."

He gave me back my cat teaser and locked me in a book too.

It should be with the help of someone with supernatural powers. In that book, there are only snow-capped mountains without people, and I can't find the exit at all with my mind alone.

The vast white is the deepest malice, what he left for me is not a way out.

The food stock is limited, there will be no fish in the lake, no birds will fly in the sky, and no plants will grow under the snow.

After eating, I couldn't solve the riddle and couldn't find a way out, so I could only die in the book.

Just when I was about to starve to death, the book suddenly opened, and I fell back into Tuo Si's room.

There was a note from him on the table, as well as some biscuits that were nearing their expiration date.

The note is concise and to the point, only one word.

【Wait. 】

I probably knew his plan had failed.

Fortunately it failed.

Otherwise I would probably be dead too.

I have been tricked by him many times, but every time I can't leave smoothly. The word "wait" means "wait" to him, but it means "wait" in another sense to me.

……

It's been almost ten months, and I'm used to the current life.

Quiet, leisurely, occasionally a little worried about expenses, and my husband is sometimes childish, but it's not a big problem.

I often walk on the cross streets in the evening and watch the lights of thousands of houses gradually light up in the dark night.

After returning home, I watched the ups and downs tumbling in the oil pan, and listened to the chirping chattering in my ears.There are no more endless missions and that unreachable... delusion.

This is the most ordinary life.The world has always been like this, but there are people who want to make a fuss.

"Your living state is not your ideal state." ——Now, there are some people who want to point fingers.

- You know what a ghost!

If Dazai wasn't here, I would definitely swear.

But in front of my husband's colleagues, I don't want to scold too badly.

"Zi is not a fish, how can I know the joy of fish." I am half of Chinese blood, and I have read a little collection of classics and history, and it is rare to use it for pretense.

But I underestimated the amount of knowledge of Tuosi, he lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "I am not me, how can I know that I don't know fish... I am not happy."

After being told the second half of the sentence, I immediately didn't know how to reply.

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't be pretentious.

"Fyodor, you don't seem to be doing well recently." Dazai suddenly said to Tosi.

Tosi said "Oh" and asked, "You know?"

Dazai changed his hand and continued to support his chin: "Knowledge is better than father~"

Tosi's eyes froze, I thought he would hit someone.People who can take advantage of him are really rare.

I have too much prejudice against Tuo Si, so instead of feeling impolite, I think Dazai's words are very good.

"I want to talk to him alone." Dazai made this request to me.

Of the two of them, one is a black-hearted mud, and the other is a normal young man.I really don't know what they have to talk about, and I'm worried that Dazai will be tricked by Tosi again.

At the very least, he has to be a person of Zhongye's rank in the Central Plains to compete with an old and cunning guy like Tuosi in terms of IQ.

"Dazai-kun..." But I really have no reason to refuse him.

"It's okay, Qingxi-chan." Dazai blinked at me, grinning widely, "I believe in Fyodor, he has reformed himself."

...Despite being lied to, still willing to trust others.

He believes it, but I don't.

"I'm fine, I just want to talk to him about our business partner Shibusawa-kun." Dazai paused and then said, "If there is anything, I will call Qingxi-chan."

Hearing him say that made me a little relieved.

"Then I'll go first." I thought for a while and added, "Don't lend him money."

Tosi: "..."

Dazai smiled at me: "Yes~"

"Call me if you need anything."

"Yes~"

When I got to the door, I turned my head and said to Tuosi: "Tuosi, the house of the dead is no longer there. It's your freedom to go or stay."

I pushed open the door and walked out.

It was almost daylight outside.

I walked back slowly.Along the way, I thought about many things in the past.

The Mouse of the Dead House is indeed gone.I remembered that when I first established it, I protested to Tosi many times for the name.

I feel unlucky, because there is a saying in China that "everyone shouts and beats a mouse crossing the street".

After hearing this, Tosi was just disappointed: "No one understands why the mice cross the street."

I asked back: "Why do mice have to cross the street?"

The road that belongs to man, but the mouse wants to try it.

Things that can only be done by God, but people have to challenge with arrogant self-confidence.

The gods will not send any servants of the gods, they love deeply, and they don't care about this world created by them.

"Ranbu-sang..."

At the intersection of Cross Street, I saw Luanbu standing there looking around with a dazed expression on his face.

Appears to be lost.

He also saw me and waved at me: "Qingxixi——"

He is holding something in his hand.

It happened to be a green light.He ran towards me quickly.

"I finally found you. I don't know the way here."

He must have been running too fast, and he was panting a bit.

"Sorry to trouble you." I reached out and patted his back, apologizing to him very earnestly.

"It's okay." Luanbu raised the thing in his hand to me, it was a cup of coffee, "I bought it for you just now, luckily I found you, it's still hot, I don't remember adding sugar."

Then he put the coffee cup on my face, and I felt a warm feeling, and I realized that my cheeks were a little cold.

There was obvious showing off in his tone: "This is the first cup sold in the store today. The store said whoever drinks it will be the luckiest person today!"

A ray of sunlight shone on his face, making his smile even brighter.

I look past him and up to the sky.It was dawn and the sky was clear.