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In a wedding, a man and a woman become a couple as a "marriage", and conforming to social moral concepts and customs is a "ritual". In a word, the combination of both parties conforming to morality and customs is a wedding.

Mori Ogai has never been married, but he has had fantasies about impossible weddings after living for so long.

The wedding in fantasy should be on a pleasant and peaceful day. Although it is impossible to be joyous and noisy, at least the guests must be harmonious, and a satisfactory result can be obtained.

He never thought that one day he would be robbed of his marriage!

Moreover, the 'bridal wife' is eager to be snatched away, and even 'greedy' in full view.

It was the first time in 29 years that I encountered such a situation, and my mood was complicated and indescribable.

"Tsk, the princess and the pea."

When Edogawa heard the young man say this, he could see how displeased Fujimaruhara was with the "Princess and the Pea" line.

The young man had already jumped from the sky onto the high platform, and landed directly between Mori Ogai and Fuheshier, completely separating the two.

The unconscious queen had already been carried down, only the king pointed at the young man, the fat on his body trembling with anger.

The soldiers who maintained order surrounded Fujimaruhara, because Fujimaruhara was too close to a pair of 'newcomers', and from a distance, all three of them were surrounded.

For a moment, from the public's point of view, the snatchers and the 'bride' looked more like a couple, and their prince looked like a third party involved no matter how they looked.

Young people who snatch marriages are slightly better in terms of height, appearance, temperament, age, and hairline. Even if they are citizens of princes, they can't just say that their princes are better-looking than young people.

After all, between a handsome young man in his prime and a gloomy unmarried man, no matter who he is, he will probably choose the former, not to mention that the bride seems to like the former very much.

Everyone present, no matter men, women, young or old, has made a subtle decision at this moment.

"Uncle bastard! Take me down quickly!"

A fluffy head suddenly protruded from the neglected 'speeding car'.

With long black hair and green eyes, a young child dressed as a girl sticks out his head, and the baby's fat cheeks are puffed up, looking very unhappy. Fujimaruhara put him on it alone.

7 or 8 years old is an indistinguishable age and with a cute dress, no matter how you look at it, Edogawa Ranpo is a cute girl at this time, and the "young girl" who suddenly appeared is cute and cute caught the eyes of a group of people.

Among them, Mori Ogai is the worst.

Fujimaru Haraichi and Fuheshier looked at Mori Ogai's pair of moves firmly stuck to Edogawa Ranpo's body, feeling a little delicate, whether this person has any special hobbies.

At this moment, I suddenly heard the young girl's exclamation, "The prince who snatched the uncle's lover turned out to be you, a pervert whose defense range is a girl under the age of 12!"

Under 12?abnormal?

Fujimaru Haraichi and Fuheshier squinted at Mori Ogai, who looked like a human being in front of him. They didn't expect that this 'prince', who looked like a social elite, would have such fun.

What a scum!

Everyone present heard the little girl's exclamation, and even the king couldn't ignore the message from the little girl's mouth. Didn't his son just want to find a real princess?Why did you change the target?

At this moment, everyone in the audience stared at Mori Ogai with condemning eyes.

He swears, looking around the audience with his [-]:[-] excellent eyesight, he saw two words—scum!

"Who is the little ghost above? Do you want to pick it up and raise it?"

Fu Heisher looked at the kid crawling up and down, feeling a little delicate, and always felt that this color scheme looked familiar.

"That little detective from Butei, it looks like he knows 'Prince'."

The two did not get too entangled in this issue.

"So how are you going to snatch me away?"

As soon as Fujimaruhara looked at the provocative man with a provocative smile, he couldn't help but also smiled.

"I will replace him. You belong to me." The young man said, "Shir, I will not let you escape. You can only belong to me."

The golden-blue pupils stared closely at the prey, as if a lurking boa constrictor could devour the prey in an instant without leaving even a trace of residue.

Under the naked and undisguised gaze of the young man, Fu Heisher's hairs stood on end, but facing such a dangerous gaze, the smile on Fu Heisher's face became more and more open.

What a surprise!

That's it, Fujimaru Haraichi has no trace of other people except himself in his sight, this feeling is so fascinating!

Edogawa Ranpo hangs on the 'Speed ​​Car' in a fit of rage. My lord is really too much. He even forgot that Ranpo-sama is still in the car and talking about love underneath!

Fortunately, there are still sober people on the field.

The king commanded the guards, trying to catch this wild man who was about to snatch the marriage and showed his love to the bride unscrupulously.

"Guards! Hurry up and catch this man!"

The communication between Fujimaruhara and Fuheshier was forced to interrupt, the dangerous nature of the youth was covered up, and he became gentle and elegant again. To be honest, Fujimaruhara's temperament is better than Mori Ogai as long as he wears a crown. Like a noble prince.

Faced with such a scene, the young man didn't panic at all, and even smiled apologetically at Mori Ogai who was about to watch a play with a half-smile in front of him.

The young man performed a very standard audience ceremony, "Your Majesty, I didn't mean to disturb the wedding ceremony on purpose, but I was so worried that I had to do it. The purpose of my appearance here is not only to find my lover, but also to set things right and tell the truth." announced to the public."

Set things right?

Mori Ogai felt bad when he saw the young man's apologetic smile, and it was too late to stop the young man.

The young man behaved elegantly and spoke decently. It was rare to see such a standard audience ceremony in such a small country. Facing such respect directly satisfied the king's vanity, and he was very willing to listen to this 'uninvited guest' for a while.

But he doesn't know what chaos needs to be eliminated in his country. The king thought about it and asked, "Make the chaos right?"

Fujimaruhara raised his head with a firm expression, "That's right, set things right!"

There was a little streamer in the blue-golden eyes. The king looked a little dazed when he was stared at by such eyes, and felt that everything the young man said made sense. He couldn't help but want to believe what the young man said.

"It should be me who is standing here today to have a wedding with the 'Princess', not the 'Prince' on the platform, he is a bummer!"

There was an uproar at the unexpected answer.

Even Mori Ogai, the protagonist of this conversation, was at a loss.

Mori Ogai:? ? ? ?

What's going on, this story is going to be reversed?

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At the same time, the red-haired boy who slipped into the snow cave finally woke up.

It is a warm bed, the fragrance of the earth, the warmth of the fire, and the fragrance of the wheat.

A different kind of peace and warmth, without the slightest bit of severe cold, this is a space isolated from the harsh winter and the cold.

The young man subconsciously inspected this strange space. Although it was warm, it was too dark, and the mud wall faintly revealed seemed to be underground.

Is this, saved by kind people?

"Oh! Poor child, you woke up. Why are you lying in front of my house in such a cold weather? Come and drink some wheat porridge to warm your body."

Suddenly a door was opened, and a field mouse in a dress and glasses walked over holding a tray. It was strange that she walked upright.

But after living here for more than half a year, he has long been used to all kinds of weird creatures living like people.

"Excuse me." Oda Sakunosuke took the porridge, which was just a simple porridge mixed with water, except that the sweetness of the grain itself was actually extremely bland.

But at this time, a bowl of hot porridge is extremely comfortable.

"Do you want another bowl? There are still many more." The field mouse woman looked at the hungry girl with a loving face.

This is so beautiful, tsk tsk, this small mouth, this figure, and this voice may attract many suitors in the future.

"No thanks."

The current appearance has a small appetite, and a bowl of wheat porridge is enough.

"Poor child, why do you come out with only single clothes in this weather?"

"The shelter was broken by someone, and I wanted to rebuild a shelter in the wheat field, but slipped and fell in."

Hearing Oda Sakunosuke's words, the old field mouse's expression became more loving, "Oh! God, you poor child, you can live with me. I have a lot of wheat and food, and one more person is more than enough. It just so happens that you accompany me. I am a lonely old field mouse."

"Tell me a story. I like listening to stories, but there are some short-sighted people around here who can't even tell a story."

Oda Sakunosuke looked at the sincere vole and thought for a while before agreeing, "Then I will bother you."

Telling a story is something that can be done with hard work.

At this moment, the innocent and simple boy has not realized the horror of the matter.

To be honest, the life with the voles is not as wonderful as imagined. Oda Sakunosuke found that the old voles actually don't like listening to stories.She was drowsy and completely uninterested in hearing the stories that the young man had worked so hard to come up with, so that the young man thought that he had no talent for storytelling.

It wasn't until he saw the old vole gossiping with the mouse next door that he realized that it might not be that his story was bad, but that the two of them had different definitions of stories.

This point is actually not a big problem, other than this, living here can be regarded as comfortable in life, but it would be better if the old field mouse didn't like to introduce him to a blind date so much.

If the old field mouse was a person, she must be an old woman who liked introductions.

At least Oda Sakunosuke has heard her introduce no less than three "marriable persons" this month.

"Well, Thumbelina, I tell you, Mr Mole next door is really nice, he has a black velvet robe, and he's rich and learned, and his house is twenty times bigger than mine; Very profound knowledge, you can see that he is definitely a good gentleman, and there are—”

I couldn't listen to Oda Sakunosuke before I finished talking.

In the previous few times, he would clearly point out that "there is a reproductive isolation between him and them, which is not suitable."

The old field mouse was indeed coaxed back then, and he still remembered that the expression on her face was extraordinarily ferocious because her words were suddenly interrupted.

At that time, the old field mouse didn't continue to introduce it, but he didn't expect that she would make a comeback the next day and even go too far.

After a few times, Oda Sakunosuke, an honest boy, learned the tricks of the three-character "hmmmmmm" perfunctory without a teacher, and even learned to find excuses to escape when he was impatient.

"I suddenly remembered that the neighbor invited me out just now, and Mrs. Field Mouse will be chatting later."

Before the old field mouse could answer, Oda Sakunosuke gave full play to his mobility and ran away.

In an instant, it disappeared without a trace, and there was no trace of it.

Walking out of the field mouse's house, through a small wheat field, there is a tunnel.

There are very few creatures passing by here. When he is really annoyed, he will always come here to stay for a while. In a sense, this is his secret base.

It's just that today the base ushered in an unexpected visitor.

It was a fluffy bird.

It doesn't look like it took long to leave the cub.

Scissor-shaped tail, several tufts of black feathers.

This is, a swallow?

A flicker of iris showed that the silently falling bird was still alive.