I used 300 JPY to catch up with my parents

Fuxi had that slightly colorful dream again.

The curtain behind the glass window was lifted by the wind, and she saw a young man lying slouched on his stomach, his jaw line was slightly mean because of his thinness.

The light was very dim, the man's facial features were blurred, but the scars on the corners of his lips were very clear.

He is smoking a cigarette.

Smoke and dust flickered in and out of the light, creating a dirty and brilliant rainbow.

Fuxi didn't blink her eyes, and the world seemed to be eternally static in that short period of light and shadow.

After the smoke was extinguished, the man put his palms on the pillow and straightened his body.

The pure white sheet is the surface of a frozen lake in winter, and he is a fish.

Like a fish jumping out of the water, he showed his strong and strong abs.

The next part is-

The wind stopped.

The blown curtain fell back and blocked her view.

……

Fuxi woke up from the dream, feeling a little unfinished.

Opening the curtains, a few sparrows landed on the bluestone slabs in the yard, chirping in the sunlight.The cold morning is splashed with some excitement, and the day begins.

"Rintaro."

She yelled into the yard, and a minute later, a black figure slowly crawled out of the nest.

Lin Taro is a stray dog ​​she adopted.

Fuxi was sent to the Chanyuan home by Mori Ogai's subordinate Osamu Dazai one summer afternoon four years ago, and she picked up the dog the next evening.

At that time, it was injured, its body was covered in blood, its flesh turned out, and it curled up under the corner outside the courtyard, trembling.

After cleaning it and applying medicine, Fuxi discovered that it was actually a very beautiful dog, its eyes and fur were black, which was surprisingly shiny.

Lily, the maid in charge of taking care of Fuxi, likes small animals, dancing excitedly: "Miss Fuxi, let's give it a name, Xiao Hua? Xiao Hei?"

Fuxi bent down and touched the dog's head.

"It's called Lin Taro."

"Rin Taro?" Lily savored the name, "It seems to be a personal name? Could it be that the person named this is a dog?"

Fuxi's expression remained unchanged: "Your illusion."

During the four years of living in the Zenyuan family, Fuxi would personally feed Rintaro every morning.

She opened a bag of dog food and poured twice the amount on the plate: "I'll give you extra food, today is my birthday."

The dog couldn't understand people's words, so it lowered its head and ate breakfast slowly.

Fuxi looked down, reaching out from time to time to pick up the dog food that had been pushed out of the plate, and put it back on the plate.

Beep--

A notification sound came from the phone.

She lowered her eyes, the news came from the leader of Mafia, Mori Ogai.

【Fuxi sauce, happy birthday*^_^*】

Her parents died early, and she was raised by her father's classmate Mori Ogai from a young age.It's been four years now.

She continued to look down.

[Please be sure to look forward to this year's birthday gift, there will be surprises. 】

surprise……

Thank goodness it wasn't a shock.

Fuxi put away her mobile phone and took a walk on the bluestone slabs in the yard. The sunflowers she planted on both sides of the path grew taller, and at the end was a green plum tree that already existed.

The green plum tree is tall and big, and I don't know how many years it has grown.Now is the season when greengages are ripe, and the green greengages are dotted among the leaves, full of vigor and beauty.

... want to climb.

But it is impossible to climb up.

Fuxi walked under the tree and reached out to touch the trunk.The bark is rough and warm, making the palms itchy when scraped.

The sunlight poured down from the gaps in the leaves, casting mottled light and shadows on the ground. This scene reminded her of the scene when Mori Ogai picked her up, threw her high, and caught her again when she was a child.

She slowly raised her head, her eyes just met...the person hiding in the tree.

The other party is a man.

Under the smooth black hair, a pair of dark eyes stared straight at her, his expression slightly blurred by the backlight.

Fuxi noticed that there was also a clear scar at the corner of his mouth.

The first impression was that he was very strong, so no one noticed him.

Intruders of the Zen House?

A lazy servant hiding in a tree?

Neither is alike.

"Miss Fuxi, there is your courier."

The maid Lili's voice came from behind, and Fuxi immediately withdrew her hand: "Oh, just come."

She didn't say anything about the man hiding in the tree.

What Lili brought was a black and red two-color gift box. Just by looking at the color, Fuxi could tell who sent it.

She guessed it was a dress or a gemstone necklace.

With Mori Ogai's taste, only such gifts are given.

Seeing that there was no expression on her face, Lily thought she was disappointed, and comforted her: "This is from your friend, and Master Naoya will probably deliver the gift himself."

Master Naozai is Fuxi's fiancé, the son of the Zenyuan family, Zenyuan Zhizai.

Fuxi held her chin: "This time last year was still very lively, and all my sisters came to celebrate my birthday."

Her so-called elder sister is not a blood relative, but another fiancée candidate of Zenyuan Naoya.

It's hard to imagine that in today's Japan, there are still feudal remnants of the coexistence of the main room and the side room.

It's just that those three girls all died on her birthday last year.

Died of murder.

Fuxi himself was suspected of being the murderer, but was later acquitted.

"Are you still eating breakfast in the studio?"

"Ah."

Lily is good at cooking and prepares three nutritious and delicious meals every day, but Fuxi can only eat sweets.

This can be said to be the most secluded place in the Zenyuan family. The previous resident was not valued by the family. It is said that he was a man without magic power but very violent.

Violence didn't come across, but the bear did.

Fuxi nibbled on the sweet sushi, and observed the messy graffiti on the wall—you could tell it was the masterpiece of a bear child.

Fuxi is good at painting, but she has never been a brat. When she was a child, let alone scribbling on the walls, Dr. Sen, who loves neatness at home, doesn't even allow her skirt to be wrinkled.

"Is this a spring butterfly?" She stared at a graffiti and said to herself.

"Do not."

Someone at the window answered her question.

"A man who was hanged and hanged to death."

From butterflies to gallows, the romantic value drops sharply, and the bloody level increases sharply.

Fuxi's eyes moved from the graffiti to the window sill, where a person sat quietly.

——It was the man with the scar on the corner of the mouth on the green plum tree.

creak.

The man consciously ate the fried shrimp tempura on the dinner plate, one bite at a time, and none of the four prawns was left for her.

This level of self-consciousness, as if he is the master here.

"It's a bit old after frying." I don't give a good review after eating.

Fuxi rolled her eyes in her heart, but on the surface she still maintained basic politeness.

"Those who come through the window are not counted as guests, Mr. Trouble, knock on the front door and come in—"

The man interrupted her: "You are dishonest."

Fuxi smiled.

This guy came uninvited, ate her breakfast openly and aboveboard, and even the villain sued her first, accusing her of dishonesty.

The man twitched the corners of his mouth, and the eyes that resembled Zenyuan Naoya's eyes cast a careless light. Behind him was a sunflower stretching its figure in the sun.

His voice was very low, with a kind of cold arrogance.

"An honest person will definitely scream when he sees someone in the tree."

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