After I divorced from chaos step

I rule the world, and the oceans surrender to me.

—I feel that way now.

I have to say that there is a huge difference in acceleration and braking between the affordable car I drove before and the famous sports car I am driving now.

It's really easier to drive.At the beginning, I was timid, afraid that Nakahara would damage the car, but now I actually came up with the idea that this car was born for me.

... more and more shameless.

As soon as I got to the destination, I thought that I would be separated from it, so I deliberately took a long detour, and secretly wanted to drive in the opposite direction while they were not paying attention.

"Mr. Zhongye, this car cost you a lot of money." I knew it was a bit vulgar to inquire about the price in public, but I still couldn't hold back.

"It's okay." Zhongyuan Zhong also quoted the price lightly, and added, "I thought the engine was good at the time, so I bought it."

I gripped the steering wheel tightly.

...I bought it because I thought the engine was good? ? ?

The house Edgar Allan Poe bought casually requires me to work until I am 50 years old to afford it, and the sports car owned by Chuya Nakahara requires me to borrow it from the sky for another 500 years.

The world of the rich is really unimaginable.

I'm so sour.

Bunta Marui, give me a raise in salary, let me get closer to material ideals.

"You like this car very much?" Nakahara Nakahara opened the drink can for Grandma Hanamaru in the back row, inserted a straw and handed it over, "It's rare to see something you like."

"This is not liking." If there is no one now, I would probably put my face on the steering wheel, "This is... love."

I answered very deeply, but also very simply, this time it was Zhong Yuanzhong's turn to be stunned: "Huh?"

"Mr. Zhongye, I think you need a driver. After all, it's better to leave such chores as driving to professionals."

"Hire me as a driver" was written all over my face.I plan to save the country with curves. As long as I can become the driver of Zhongye, I can drive this car for a long time.

"No need, I'm used to driving by myself. The organization provided me with a driver before, but I refused." Zhongyuan Zhong also opened another can of drink and inserted a straw, "Want to drink?"

"Nakaya-kun—" I continued to suggest reluctantly, "don't you think it's more stylish to have a driver? You can do whatever you want in the back seat, just like Grandma Hanamaru."

Grandma Hanamaru was concentrating on dancing wildly with swords and swords in the back seat, and said excitedly after a while: "I forged a crane ball!"

Chuya Nakahara looked at me without blinking.

I continued my efforts: "You always have time to drink, so after drinking, you need to find a substitute driver?"

Look at my sincere face, as a substitute driver, I am a professional.

"No need." Nakahara Chuya tilted his head, "The subordinates will be responsible for picking me up."

"..."

I forgot that he is a cadre of the Mafia, and it is simply not my turn to drive.

I'm closed.

"Qingxi likes Zhongye's car very much." Grandma Hanamaru swallowed a big gulp of her drink and said leisurely, "It's a pity that Zhongye doesn't need a driver or substitute driver. Qingxi has no chance."

The most powerful thing about grandma is that she can see through my wishful thinking at a glance, but it is wrong to expose it in public.

"Grandma, don't make random guesses, I'm just talking casually," I pouted, "Your sword, and what are you laughing at, Mr. Zhongye?"

He didn't hide it this time, and laughed directly.

After he had laughed enough, he said, "If you want to drive, you can do it anytime. You don't need to be a driver."

"...Then what do you do if you want to use a car? The mafia has a job or something, so you can't take a taxi. Can't your colleagues laugh?"

"I have other cars."

I remembered that when he drove me to the duck farm that night, he was driving a locomotive.

"Yeah, you still have a Kawasaki motorcycle."

Zhong Yuanzhong also bent his lips: "I have more than one sports car."

"..."

"Of course there are more locomotives."

"..."

"When you see something you like, you buy it."

Listening to his light words, I feel like my whole body has become a lemon essence.

Could it be that the salary is so high to become a mafia?

Before, I firmly rejected Mori Ogai, but now I have a shameful idea of ​​why not talk about salary first before making a decision.

... Am I already so materialistic and realistic?

"Do you want to try other cars?" Nakahara Chuya asked again.

"Is it okay?" He was too easy to talk, "...I don't want it anymore. If it goes smoothly, I don't want to return it to you. I must have driven away."

"It doesn't matter."

"Eh?" Is he going to lend me the car?

He raised his eyebrows: "No matter where you drive, I can catch you back, you can try."

I:"……"

The place we went was Chinatown in Yokohama.

It surprised me.

But when I saw Grandma Hanamaru's expression, I understood it instantly.

It was a very satisfied and very happy expression, no need to ask, Grandma Hanamaru must have chosen this place.

I am of Chinese-Japanese mixed race. Although I am of Japanese nationality, I am also very interested in Chinese culture under the influence of my grandparents and mother.

"Haven't been here in years."

Grandma Hanamaru led the way in front of us, talking non-stop, "This place is better than before, and there are more people. It's so lively."

She happily told us the meaning of each door, and the red-faced Guan Gong also happily pointed out which restaurants she had eaten at.

I listened quietly, and Zhongyuanzhong was also very patient, and from time to time, I would say "that's amazing".

I don't know if he really thinks it's great, or he is embarrassed to keep the elderly from being cold.

But in the end, there was only sadness left.

"Master Xingzuo brought me here 50 years ago."

Grandma Hanamaru has a single canine tooth on the left side, which makes her smile a bit childish.

"My aunt and I both work as servants in his house. He has been a beautiful and smart child since he was a child, but he is very lonely. He is the only child in his family. No matter what he does, he will be protected by a lot, everywhere. Countless pairs of eyes are staring at him, and the dozens of little girls who work in his house like him very much. But he likes to talk to me when he encounters things, and he says I have a bad memory, so I forget it after listening to it.”

I smacked my lips: "I didn't expect grandpa to have a good time."

"Master, he is wrong. Although I have a bad memory, a good memory is not as good as a bad pen. I wrote down every word he said to me in a notebook with a pencil."

Zhong Yuan probably didn't know how to comment on Grandma Hanamaru's behavior, so he held back for a long time and said, "Yes, a good memory is not as good as a bad pen."

"The master hopes that the young master will inherit the family business, and the wife hopes that the young master will become a hero admired by everyone, but the young master rejected both of these paths."

I asked, "Did he choose to open a restaurant in the end?"

"No, I opened the restaurant." Grandma said again, "After the accidental death of the master and his wife Yuanhang, the young master divided all the family property and distributed it to the little girls in the family who had a crush on him. I also divided to one of them."

"..." Even I can't comment.

"He said that instead of being ruined by him because he doesn't know how to run a business, it's better to buy us beautiful clothes earlier. I used the money I got to open a small restaurant."

"Then how did you get married?"

Grandma Hanamaru is not the only one who gave all of her family property to the little girls.

When I asked about this, Grandma Hanamaru rubbed her sleeves in embarrassment.

"Of all the people, I cook the worst food."

"..." In addition to distributing the family wealth, he probably has a tendency to self-torture.

"Master Xingzuo said that with my culinary skills, sooner or later I would drive myself into poverty, so he stayed and helped me try it out." Grandma Huawan hammered her head and sighed, "But I am improving. It's too slow, until I had your mother, I still haven't become an excellent cook. The young master has been worried about leaving me."

"Why do I feel that he is cheating on food and drink at your place?"

"Qingxi!"

"……Feel sorry."

Grandma stopped in front of a restaurant called "Four Five Six" and smiled at us, "This is the place where my young master and I had our first date. The steamed buns are delicious."

There are people coming and going on the road, and the whole street is brightly lit.

I casually glanced at the crowd, and for a moment, as if separated by time and space, I saw a pair of young teenagers and girls.

The boy in kimono ran excitedly in front: "Hanamaru, if you run so slowly, you won't have any steamed buns to eat."

The girl dressed as a maid was panting behind: "Master Xingzuo, wait for me, why don't you run out without permission, my family will deduct my salary if they find out!"

They ran through childhood, through teenagers, youth and middle age, but they couldn't spend their old age together.

They will never have such an intimate reunion again.

"The Xiaolongbao here still tastes the same as before, and the beef casserole is also delicious. I seem to have returned to 50 years ago."

Grandma Hanamaru has a good appetite, and Zhongya Nakahara ordered almost all the dishes in this restaurant. I felt that I couldn't finish it, so I wanted to stop it, but he didn't agree.

I said, "It will go to waste."

He thought for a while and said, "It can be packed."

I said again: "Instead of packing, it's better to order less."

He shook his head and motioned me to look at his phone.

I turned on my phone and he sent me a message 5 minutes ago.

[Today is your grandfather's birthday. 】

It's my grandfather's birthday.

I was both surprised and guilty because I never remembered his birthday.

Grandma Hanamaru also ordered wine, which was Hengshui Laobaigan.

"The young master used to like to drink foreign wine, but later my restaurant only sold beer and Laobaigan, so he got used to drinking this. Qingxi, you didn't like him to drink when you were young, you thought he smelled of alcohol, so he stopped drinking afterward."

It seems that there is such a thing.

When I was a child, I thought that people who drank would become confused alcoholics, and I hated other people's drinking.

I shrugged: "Who knew I would become an alcoholic myself."

I was about to pour myself a glass, but when I saw that Zhong Yuanzhong had already poured it, I stopped.

If he and I both drink, who will drive back later?

"It's okay, I will arrange for a subordinate to drive."

Zhong Yuanzhong also saw my concerns, and raised his eyebrows by the way, "Do you dare to fight for alcohol?"

"Of course." I nodded, after all, I drink a lot.

The three of us, together with the nonexistent grandfather Xingzuo, drank until the restaurant closed.

I wanted to stay awake, and started to drink halfway through the drink, but Grandma Hanamaru became more and more courageous as she drank.

Zhongyuan Zhong also didn't hold as much alcohol as her, but he didn't admit defeat. By the end of the drink, he was probably already drunk, and he even stood on the stool: "So I'm taller than Dazai, look."

"Okay, you are taller than him." I just want him to come down quickly, and everyone around is watching.

He drank another cup and was torn off by me unsteadily.

"Stop drinking, where is your subordinate? Tell him to pick you up."

He opened his eyes, tilted his head to stare at me, and suddenly asked, "Am I handsome or Dazai handsome?"

I bet if I was handsome Dazai, he would kill me.

"You are handsome!" The dog's life is at stake.

"Am I handsome or Edogawa handsome?"

"You handsome!"

"I'm still as handsome as Bisowski..."

"You are handsome! You are the most handsome in the world! Besides, his name is Dostoevsky."

He was finally satisfied, closed his eyes, and while muttering "...I am the most handsome", he took out his mobile phone and called his subordinates. I was worried that his location might not be accurate, so I leaned over and said the location.

The person on the other end of the phone paused when he heard my voice, and asked, "Who are you from Senior Chuya?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also took the mobile phone from my hand: "My... a fan girl said that I am the most handsome in the world."

Me: "..." Lao Baigan is really on top.