The love that started when I picked up Mikey

It's a bit unbelievable to say that, in the third year when Mikey and I were dating and getting engaged, Hongzi Koizumi, the successor of Red Magic, came to the door.

She sent a particularly magical gift.

"You mean, the two of us can go back in time together?"

I repeated it, and looked at Mikey next to him. He was lost in thought, with a dazed expression.

"Of course, the reason why it's called a trip is because you can't exchange identities with your previous selves, and you still have to return to the same timeline as the present in the end." Koizumi Hongzi smiled, "It's really just a trip."

"Then what time do you go back?"

"This can't be specified, but—" she paused, and then said, "Because the magic has been disturbed by the magnetic field recently, the timeline will be a bit drifting, and it may not be very stable."

Will magic still be disturbed by magnetic fields?What does a little floaty mean?

"How, have you decided?"

I just wanted to say no, after all, for Mikey, the past is painful, but he has already answered: "Go."

"Wanjiro..."

I stared at him blankly.

He smiled at me: "It's just a trip, I really want to meet my brother and the others."

"Okay." I came back to my senses, and nodded to Hongzi Koizumi, "We accept this time travel, and I will trouble you, Mrs. Witch."

After the magic started, I counted to myself for another ten seconds, and then opened my eyes.

What came into view was a fat baby with tears in his eyes sitting among the pile of toys.

He held a small towel in his hand and held it up to his mouth as a pacifier to chew on.

Wait, why does this little fat guy look so much like Mikey?

Could it be that Koizumi Hongzi's magic mistake turned Mikey into a child?

As soon as I was about to speak out, my mouth was covered.

Looking back, it's okay, it's Mikey himself who has grown up.

...Looks like we've really gone back in time.

As soon as the little fat man saw Mikey and me, he realized that a stranger had entered the house, and burst into tears vigilantly.

Then soon, I heard a rush of footsteps.

No, Fatty's parents are here!

"Let's hide now—"

I took Mikey's hand and wanted to run to the back door, but Mikey didn't move.

Because he saw a beautiful long-haired woman, Sakurako Sano—that was his mother.

"Be good, baby, don't cry." Yingzi picked up the little fat man and patted him on the back.

Under the patient comfort of his mother, little Manjiro's crying gradually subsided.

"You are……?"

Sakurako was not frightened by our sudden appearance, but boldly guessed, "Is she here to sign up to learn karate with my father?"

"Eh...um!"

Remembering that Sano's family runs a karate gym, I nodded quickly and introduced myself, "I'm Fuyuzu, and he's Mikey."

"I'm really sorry, father is not here today." Yingzi put down Manjiro and greeted, "By the way, some relatives sent some brown sugar buns, you can eat together."

"Oh, thank you!"

Yingzi poured two cups of tea for us, and then brought a plate of delicate brown sugar buns.

Curious little Manjiro crawled up to my legs and grabbed the hem of my skirt with his little hands.

Sakurako looked at him dotingly, and said, "Miss Fuyuzu, Manjiro likes you very much."

The little fat guy tried to climb onto my lap, and I was almost turned into a bud by him: "Can I hug him?"

"of course can."

With the permission of the other party's mother, I hugged the fragrant and soft little Manjiro.

Manjiro, who is only one year old and can only babble.

The little fat man adjusted his comfortable posture in my arms without any teacher, and handed me the small towel in his hand.

Yingzi translated for him: "Wanjiro wants to show his favorite treasure to Miss Fuyuzu."

"It's just a dirty towel, there's nothing to show off." It was Mikey who kept silent throughout the whole process and didn't say a word.

He ferociously snatched the small towel from the little fat man, who was stunned for three seconds, then burst into tears.

The cry was extremely loud, and the person writhed in my arms.

Mikey looked at him with a frown, like he was angry.

"Mikey! Return the towel to Manjiro!"

"...you call me Mikey?" He got angrier.

Cough, because I can't call him Manjiro in front of Sakurako.

Two Manjiro appeared at once, and it took a lot of tongue-in-cheek to explain.

"Mikey-kun," Sakurako asked, "you don't hate Manjiro, do you?"

I can't help feeling that this mother is really a typical woman like Yamato Nadeko, who can still say such gentle words in the face of a gangster like Mikey who bullies her son.

Mikey looked at his young mother, opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

He had too many things to say, but he didn't think of a suitable opening sentence.

I took the opportunity to snatch the small towel from his hand and gave it back to Manjiro Xiao.

The little fat man immediately put the edge of the towel into his mouth to suck, and then he stopped crying.

Sakura smiled softly, and stretched out her hand to Mikey: "Mr. Mikey is also a kind and good boy."

Her hand landed on the top of his head and touched it lightly.

Mikey's tense emotions found all comfort in this touch, and I saw faint tears flashing in his eyes.

... He must be very happy to see his mother again.

After eating brown sugar steamed buns, Mikey's mood gradually stabilized, and he was able to have a conversation with Yingzi—although it was an extremely speechless conversation.

such as--

Mikey: "Mom—Ms. Sakurako, are you happy?"

happiness……

A trace of sadness crossed Sakurako's face.

If I didn't know about Sano Zhen's cheating, I wouldn't have noticed that there were traces of heartbreak hidden in her calm and gentle smile.

"I'm doing very well."

She still gave the most reassuring answer.

Mikey's Adam's apple moved, and he asked again: "Is it really happy?"

It seems that he also realized the sadness deep in his mother's heart.

Sano and his wife have been in love for more than ten years, and the eldest son is already ten years old. When welcoming the second son, Sano Zhen made a mistake.

Later, Yingzi described him as "incurable", probably because she couldn't find an adjective that neither hurts others nor hurts herself.

"...Yes, really happy." She still answered this way.

Then she hugged Manjiro who was lying on my lap, showing an expression of extreme kindness that could melt all ice.

"...Because I have Manjiro, he is my angel."

Little Manjiro looked at his mother and showed an innocent smile.

"Sorry, it's time for me to leave." Mikey ran out suddenly.

I know he doesn't want to cry in front of people.

"I'll take my leave too, Mrs. Sano." I waved my hand at Manjiro, "Manjiro, see you next time."

……

"Baby Mikey, cry if you want."

Outside the wall of Sano's house, I patted someone on the shoulder and said in a tone of someone who has experienced it, "Although you can't cry in your mother's arms like Manjiro, you can cry on my shoulder."

"What did you say?" Mikey turned his head, there was no sign of tears on his face, "Do you believe that I can make you cry all night?"

Ah hello, it's not a good time to drive.

"Also, don't call that guy Wanjiro again, otherwise what am I?"

I pretended not to understand: "You are Mikey."

The veins on Mikey's forehead bulged: "I'll ask you again, what am I?"

It's over, it's about to start a fight, seeing that the situation is not good, I immediately changed my mind and said: "You are my favorite Manjiro."

Fried hair was slightly flattened.

"Okay, why would anyone not want to see themselves when they were young?" I really like the little fat man Manjiro, "He's chubby, so cute."

"What's so cute?" Mikey complained, "I don't know anything, I just cry, I only cause trouble for my mother, and I can't protect her."

...So that's what he thought of himself.

I patted him on the shoulder: "I can't protect you, but you don't dislike me either."

"It's different!" Mikey exploded again, "Besides, how could I want a girl to protect me?"

"Sano Manjiro!" I punched him in the chest and asked coldly, "Do you really think I haven't protected you?"

There has never been a way of protection in the world to fight desperately.

"Accompanying and guarding is not protection?"

"Isn't liberating you from your black impulses considered protection?"

In his dazed eyes, I saw a serious face of myself: "Listen, it was Manjiro who gave Mrs. Sano the courage and confidence to live a good life. Already protecting his mother's heart."

"……Is it."

Mikey let out a sigh of relief and shrugged his shoulders, "But looking at his fat face made me angry, I should have snatched his towel just now."

"Stop trying to abuse yourself." I'm particularly resentful of this.

"Why don't you grab it now—" Mikey said and ran to the yard of Sano's house.

"Wait a moment--"

I also ran in, but what appeared before my eyes were not Sakurako Sano and Manjiro Komanjiro, but a few... Bosozoku.

"Who are you?" one of the boys with a cigarette in his mouth asked.

"Black Dragon?" According to their special attack uniforms, I recognized them as the members of the Black Dragon when they were young.

Ming Si Wuchen raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Oh, you know us?"

No, Manjiro in the timeline is still a baby, and Shinichiro should be around 11 years old, so it is impossible to form a team at such a young age.

"I'm coming!"

Just as he was thinking about it, Shinichiro, a young man with an airplane hair comb, ran out of the house, "Sorry, sorry, I kept you waiting for so long."

This attire is very nostalgic.

He is the hero that stays in my memory.

Seeing his elder brother, Mikey pursed his lips and stared at him intently.

And Shinichiro also cast a curious glance at him, but it was only an extreme glance, and he immediately spotted me behind him.

"My lovely lady, what's your name? Who are you looking for?"

——Just put Mikey aside.

"My name is Fuyouzi, I'm here..." I couldn't think of any excuse to fool them, "I'm here to make friends with you."

"Hahaha." Shinichiro laughed, "You don't look like a rebellious bad girl, why would you want to make friends with a bosozoku?"

At this point, Shinichiro tilted his head: "I still found my home, it can't be for me... cough cough, what's the matter—"

"I don't have any ideas." Mikey denied it emotionally for me, "We just passed by here."

Only then did Shinichiro turn his gaze back, and after the two looked at each other for half a minute, the former spread his hands: "Although it is impolite for you to go directly to other people's homes, I can't hate you, there is always a kind of... ...the sense of deja vu familiarity, you and I also look quite alike, tsk, you are not a distant relative of the Sano family, are you?"

His intuition is true, he deserves to be a brother.

Mikey looked away: "Is everything okay in your house?"

"Nonsense, with me here, of course it's fine."

It's an amazing dialogue, but there is no sense of contradiction.

According to this age calculation, the current Xiao Manjiro should be only five years old.

"Big brother-"

A short-legged bean ran out of the bedroom: "I want to ride a locomotive too!"

"You are still too young, wait until you grow up a little." Shinichiro pointed at me, "Go and listen to the story told by the cute big sister."

Manjirou wrinkled his nose and pursed his lips.

"Okay, we're leaving now, Manjiro, you're already a grown-up brat, take good care of your house."

The big-hearted Shinichiro directly threw him to Mikey and me, and he and his companions rode away on motorcycles.

"Don't be sad." I tried to comfort Xiao Manjiro who was squatting on the ground, "When you grow up, you will have your own motorcycle, and you can go for a ride wherever you want."

"Then can I be as majestic as the big brother?" Little Manjiro asked.

"Must. You will become a powerful person like your elder brother." I reached out and stroked his hair, "After all, you are also my hero."

It may be that the word hero is too attractive to children. Little Manjiro raised his face and pretended to be deep: "Then you want to be my wife?"

Me: "Huh?"

Mikey: "Hi!"

I covered Mikey's swearing mouth, and asked Xiaomanjiro amusedly: "I will consider it, but do you know what it means to be your wife?"

Is the Sano family so precocious?

"Of course I know." Xiao Manjiro stretched out a finger and shook it, "I have to be responsible for worshiping me, reading me bedtime stories, washing towels for me, and shelling chestnuts for me. I have no time to go out with the venue. When you come back, you still have to record a videotape of Kamen Rider for me..."

He said a lot of conditions in one breath that were only beneficial to himself, and none of them were beneficial to me.

"Mr. Wanci, I'm afraid what you are looking for is not a wife, but a nanny."

His purpose was exposed, and he hurriedly argued: "It's not a nanny, I'll give you a piece of something delicious, and if you hate someone, I'll beat him up for you."

"Huh? I finally offered a condition that is beneficial to me. You have a strong comprehension ability." I nodded with satisfaction, "But you are too young and not as tall as I am. You can come to propose marriage when you grow taller than me."

"Smelly brat, Yuzubao is my girlfriend." Mikey finally broke free from my restraints, and cursed, "Stop dreaming before your hair grows."

"You are not as tall as her." Xiao Manjiro discovered the blind spot, probably because I was wearing high heels, and I was slightly taller than Mikey. "But I am different. I will grow taller in the future."

Mikey said with mixed feelings: "You won't grow taller, and you won't grow taller in the future."

Xiao Wanjiro: "Slightly slightly slightly, you are jealous of me."

We played around at Sano's house all afternoon until Shinichiro came back at night.

Heilong's special attack uniform was gone, and his face was also dirty.

Little Manjiro jumped over and asked, "Brother, where are your clothes?"

Shinichiro said nothing.

At this point in time, the special attack suit suddenly disappeared, so it should be with me.

That's right, today is the day when the young Fuyuzu ran away from home and was rescued by Shinichiro!

"Brother, where is the black dragon's clothes!" Xiao Wanjiro was anxious, "Did you lose it?!"

The special attack suit is something that the Bosozoku regard as their lives. Although he is young, he also knows the important value of that suit.

Now he adores everything about his elder brother, and he wants to inherit the black dragon.

"I haven't lost it." Shinichiro sighed deeply, "Take it and exchange it for your wife."

"Wife?" Little Manjiro was stunned, glanced at me and said, "But I already...have a wife as a backup."

Wife spare tire? !

My fist hardened, and after a long time, it turned out that I was just a spare tire for a five-year-old kid?

"The other party is a very cute little girl. I will take you to see her tomorrow. Oh, the cute lady and the little devil are here during the day too. You can play by yourself, I'm going to take a bath." Shinichiro said and walked into the bathroom, he They really don't treat us as outsiders.

Xiao Wanjiro said with deep resentment: "Elder brother can't find a wife himself, but he can find a wife for me? Sure enough, he is lying to me."

Mikey kicked his little butt: "Wash up and go to sleep, you have to get up early tomorrow to see your wife. If your elder brother says yes, it is true."

"I don't want this kind of arranged marriage!" Little Manjiro stomped his feet angrily and said, "Tomorrow I'll tell that guy that she won't even think about entering my house and eating my snacks!"

……interesting.

I suddenly wondered what it would have been like if Mikey and I hadn't missed it when we were five years old.

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