If I don't quit, I will be forced to usurp the throne.

Speaking of which... Mr. Nakaya hasn't contacted me for a long time, since the phone call on Valentine's Day night.

It's been almost a month... I obviously gave a gift for this month. The other party said that it was too expensive. I also specially gave a handmade wine chocolate this time. It is a gift and a Valentine's day. Why ignore me!

After I found that the mailbox was full, I cleared out all the unnecessary ones, even if I don’t want to call and send emails, it’s OK!I have received gifts, so thank you!Ah... Could it be that I was shy because there were no fragments that night? !

... Tsk, what a sweet dream I am having.

I wiped my face calmly, and when I saw the latest Akutagawa email, I deleted it without even reading it.

Well, it seems that the yacht was successfully resolved. Let's go to Gu Meimen's house to play tomorrow, and then learn Thai food from Uncle Hattori.

I stood up to close the door, but paused when I heard footsteps on the stairs, and watched a few little carrot heads running towards me.

"Huh? What's the matter?" I leaned on the door frame and looked down at them.

Xiao Le walked to the front, raised her hands that were originally hidden behind her and held them in front of me: "Boss! Happy White Day!"

I stared at the crooked brooch in the opponent's hand for a moment, reached out to take it, squatted down, and touched Smile's head: "Thank you, Smile."

Saku Le smiled a little shyly: "Saku Le made this in the handicraft class in kindergarten."

"Returning the gift with love..." I sighed, looked at the other four silly brothers with different expressions, and stretched out my hand, "Here, yours."

Xingjie immediately yelled: "Boss, you should have the reserve of a girl, and you can't ask a man for a gift."

"You'll come back ten years later and say something like that to your sister." I twitched the corners of my mouth and crossed my arms, "Or do you mean that you little heartless people are not going to return the gift?"

"Of course not! We are different from Xingsuke, but we are well prepared!"

"... Huh? You guys want to backstab me again?!"

Shinji took out a notebook and a pen from nowhere, and began to lower his head to take notes: "Hmm, that's how it is...Separate people who want to be isolated, and use group names to get closer to form a circle culture when appropriate... "

Kesi looked at him in shock: "Do you still need to take notes? Can you write these words? It seems that there are quite difficult Chinese characters!"

Me: "..." I don't think I need outside supporters anymore, my younger brothers can be excellent supporters.

Probably because they talked about cross talk for too long, Saku Le couldn't stand it anymore: "Xing Jie, you guys are so useless, hurry up if you want to give the boss a present, why be ashamed."

"Sakule idiot! We're not shy!" After shouting, Xingsuke took out the things a little awkwardly, "This is it."

After Xingsuke took the lead, the other three also took out.

I looked at the things they each took out and was stunned.

They are gold medals, transcripts, certificates of merit, and... composition?

"We feel that even if it's a handmade thing, we won't be dismissed if it's not ugly... So we brought this here. This is the gold medal I won in the last football match."

"This is my first report card in this grade."

"It's a certificate from our baseball club's regional competition."

"This is my plan after I decide to become a politician."

"We know that Boss, you and Oda have spent a lot of effort to get us out of Yokohama and come here..." Xingsuke said in a somewhat awkward tone, "In short...we will work hard."

It seems that leaving at that time made my stupid Odoudou grow up a lot...

I looked at the gifts given by my younger brothers, and showed a gratified smile. I went over and took several of them into my arms.

"Ah! Boss, I know you are very touched, but men and women can't accept each other!"

"Idiot Kosuke, you stepped on my foot!"

"Boss...it's in pain and I can't breathe..."

"Shinji, go over there!"

"Xiao Le wants it too!" Xiao Le looked aside, and excitedly opened her arms and rushed forward to hug her.

But I let go of my hand, kept smiling, and said quietly: "Shinji and Yu's gifts are different, Xingsuke and Katsumi remember to take back the gold medal and certificate."

Damn, it's obviously a thing for the whole society, but you're doing very well.

You can't bring over the bad habits of living in childhood.

"Understood..." Xingsuke curled his lips, then leaned over, and asked with a solemn face and lowered his voice, "Boss, Boss, so is Mr. Dazai your concubine?"

I pulled away from the emotion immediately, and was speechless for a while: "...what?"

"Xingsuke is stupid! The concubine's premise is that the boss has a formal date, and the boss doesn't!"

"But that man doesn't look like a real man at first glance! No matter how you look at it, he looks like someone poaching someone else's corner!"

"It's true to say so... But he also saved us at that time? Do we need friendship to support him?"

"Even if we support it, it won't change the status quo, right? I think it's more similar to that one. The boss's colleague who I saw in Yokohama and was not clear with the boss..."

"The boss said the debt collector?"

I listened to this group of silly brothers talking nonsense with black lines, wondering if it would be bad to beat my brother today.On the other hand, Xiao Le was concerned about a very practical question: "The boss said what the debt collector said, so is the debt paid off now?"

"Ah?" I was stunned for a moment, and seeing the unanimous gazes of my younger brothers, I said angrily, "Of course it's paid off!"

Although it was paid back with the money of the guy who doesn't look like the real wife in your mouth.

Xingsuke looked skeptical: "What about the love debt?"

I:"……"

"Xingjie, what nonsense are you talking about...Ahh! Boss, your face! Have you been guessed!? Boss, you are actually stepping on two boats!"

"Shut up, Yuu! Boss, she was a mafia policeman! Two boats are nothing! In the future, there may be a new brother-in-law or a sister-in-law... As younger brothers, we should get used to it and learn from it." Just get used to it!"

"...I'm used to your size! Kosuke Furutani, stop! I'm going to beat you up today!"

My daily routine, eating, sleeping, petting the cat and beating my younger brother, is also done today.

After beating my younger brother, I felt a lot more relaxed, and told Oda Saku who heard the sound that I had fooled him by exchanging sister and brother feelings, and then went back to the room.

Natsume-sensei has already slept soundly, from being curled up in the beginning to sleeping with his stomach spread out.I watched it for a long time, took out my mobile phone and took a dozen photos from different angles, and replaced my original mobile phone lock screen with the most satisfying one.

Ah, by the way, the original lock screen is also Natsume-sensei.

After finishing everything, I carefully put the brooch given by Saki Le in the drawer, recalled what happened today, and let out a long breath.

I opened the door and saw that there was still light downstairs, I tiptoed downstairs, clasping the handrail of the stairs with both hands, and shouted in a soft tone: "Oda Zukuo, are you free now?"

The red-haired young man sitting at the desk turned his head and nodded: "Yes, what's the matter?"

I walked over and moved the stool to the desk and sat down, tilted my head, and started the conversation: "Odasaku, do you remember that I said I was paying attention to a case?"

"Well, it's your brother's, has it been resolved?"

"Well... Then, I met my brother today."

Odasaku was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, and said sincerely, "That's really great."

"Yeah!" I also laughed, "I already understand that once the bond disappears, it will be fine to build it up again. Although it will be more difficult, it can still be done."

Odasaku didn't speak, just raised his hand and rubbed my head.

I didn't speak again, and Oda Saku didn't ask any questions, and my attention returned to the manuscript paper in my hand.

As for me, I lay prone on the table with half of my face buried between my arms.

I wanted to say something to the other party.For example, what my brother said to me, for example, I have no intention of going back to Saitama, I think the current distance is the best.My brother has a life of his own, and so do I.

Another example is the work problem. I may have to go back to Yokohama in the future. I am a little flustered and have a secret expectation.I don't want to see people I knew before and I subconsciously look forward to meeting again.

But in the end I didn't say anything, I just lay there, hooked the chair with my feet and moved towards Odasaku, and closed my eyes.

"Is Chisaki in a bad mood today?" Odasaku asked suddenly.

I opened my eyes and looked up.The other party put down his pen, and there were pure doubts in his eyes.

"...No, it should be pretty good. Logically speaking, it should be pretty good." I muttered, and asked hesitantly, "Odasaku, remember what I said before, I plan to give gifts every month The one who hoped to reconcile in the past?"

Odasaku raised his head and thought for a while: "Ah... I remember. It's Chisaki's friend, right?"

"..." I was silent for a moment, and decided not to explain, "Yes!"

"Are you reconciled?"

"...That's the problem, I don't know." I replied in an inexplicable tone, and I couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional.

This feeling of being hung up and down is really uncomfortable!

"Hmm..." Oda Saku remembered for me, and suggested, "Then ask me? Did the gift get lost in the middle of the delivery?"

"Ah, that makes sense! Home delivery is not so reliable!" I sat up all of a sudden, took my phone and started to send an email.

[Mr. Nakaya, have you received any gifts? 】

Wait a minute...Isn't this not good? I feel like I have to get a response when I give a gift...

Then...

I deleted and rewritten.

[Mr. Nakaya, are we reconciled? 】

...It's not right, it feels like if you give a gift, you must agree to reconcile with the other party. There is no sincerity and a bit of moral kidnapping...

So……

I delete it and continue writing.

【Mr. Nakaya, do you still remember what you said that night? 】

...Wait, why does it feel more and more wrong?