Personality was once a disqualification in the world[Comprehensive]

When Tsushima Mochizuki locked the house of the Tsushima family for me, it happened to be the time when the eldest son of the Akutagawa family next door came home from the exam. Tsushima Mochizuki asked the boy with white hair under the black hair: "What are you doing next year?" Are you going to high school?"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke nodded cautiously, "I'm going to Xiongying." The boy tried to put on a believable serious expression with a sullen little face.

"Then you have to work hard. Next year, you may encounter many powerful enemies."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke straightened up his thin body, "I will definitely get the first place." His eyes sparkled when he said this, he is a completely different child from Akutagawa.

Yeah, Shuji Tsushima and Dazai are not alone either.

When Tsushima Mochizuki went out, he brought a small suitcase with simple spare clothes, an unopened set of Yukio Mishima’s Sea of ​​Plenty tetralogy—recently obsessed with the theory of reincarnation, some Laptops for savings and work, and photos of teachers.

Fuyueda, which is located in a non-prosperous area of ​​Tokyo, has not suffered much damage, and "Wild Dog" has not yet reached the point where it can be marked as completed. Until now, he still sends the original manuscript to the editor Gao He by email.He took the Shinkansen to go to Yokohama.Because there is an orphanage in the teacher's expense bill.

The last time I came to Yokohama was when I was in junior high school, because I didn't catch up with coincidence, and I didn't run into the Kunikida family.At this time, Tsushima Mochizuki was standing at the gate of Suzuran Orphanage with a box in his hand. It was obviously renovated not long ago, and there were children's pen colors on every wall.

After he knocked on the door, a middle-aged woman in an ocher coat came out.

Ms. Fujiwara looked at the young face of the guest and couldn't figure out what the student was here for.

Volunteer? ...but neither do they dress like that.

Mochizuki Tsushima took out a photo from his wallet and asked, "She bought this place, didn't she?" Ms. Fujiwara probably understood who it was when she saw the woman in the photo.

"Yes, Ms. Tsushima is currently entrusting me with the position of dean."

Looking at the plain face of the other party, Tsushima Mochizuki smiled timidly.In the dean's personal office, he submitted the contract to the other party for review.

Ms. Fujiwara asked: "Miss Tsushima won't come? She liked Shion last time."

Tsushima Mochizuki shook her head, "She passed away two months ago."

Ms. Fujiwara fell silent.

Tsushima Mochizuki browsed through the information on the children in the orphanage, referring to the older ones and asked, "Are they going to school?"

Ms. Fujiwara smiled and said, "Yes, it's nearby Howara Junior High School." He pointed to a beautiful little girl and said, "Mika is still the class president."

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"I will send the money regularly. I am a little bit stuck recently. I will leave all the affairs in the orphanage to you." Tsushima Mochizuki bowed deeply, and Ms. Fujiwara quickly returned the gift.

"I have worked in the Lily of the Valley Orphanage for more than ten years, no matter which child is my child." There was a gentle expression on that elephant-like simple face.

When Tsushima Mochizuki was going out, he happened to bump into a little girl, who was quite mediocre, an ordinary girl who couldn't be found in the crowd.

Ms. Fujiwara quickly introduced: "This is Yoko."

Little Yoko tried to raise her tightly closed fist, and after she opened her palm, Mochizuki Tsushima realized that it was a candy wrapped in candy wrappers.

"For me?"

Yoko nodded shyly.

Tsushima Mochizuki asked: "In return, do you want to hold it high?"

When I went to Yokohama this time, there were two places I wanted to visit.One is Lily of the Valley Orphanage, the orphanage where he was born.He didn't intend to visit Kunikida's family. When he attended the teacher's funeral last time, Mrs. Leng almost fainted on the spot.He also didn't want to cause any trouble to the other party.

Tsushima Mochizuki was walking along the river when a thief bumped into him on purpose and stole a small bag from his pocket.But in that small bag, there is actually only a piece of soil in front of Tsushima's house, the slightly fertile soil that grows under the rose flowers.He watched the figure of the other party disappear by the river.

He sighed, and went to find his destination again.When he came to the gate of the orphanage that used to be a hospital along the memory of the past, that feeling of cowardice controlled his body for a moment.

This place has carried his fears for more than ten years, from Dean Liujo to Mr. Fumura.

The heavy iron gate was opened as in memory, and this prison-like orphanage gave a cold embrace to the children who walked out of him.

At this time, a short man in a striped shirt was thinking about a child he wanted to adopt.

"I hope I'll be younger... Be good. It would be better if I look good." The other party described it like this. It seems that the other party has the potential to become a suspect, but the other party's resume is quite innocent.

Dean Liutiao, who already had wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, stared at the short man coldly with his hands behind his back.

The sound of those high boots stepping on the ground was unusually loud, attracting attention.Tsushima Mochizuki realized that he had received too much attention from others, and the intensive sight brought him a little panic.

"Good afternoon." He bowed.

The children had a great interest in this gentleman in a black trench coat - at least higher than the short man.Dean Liujo could see the shadow of that child from the boy's familiar color scheme and the unchanged facial lines.

"Nakajima." He said softly.

Mochizuki Tsushima looked at Dean Rokujo's aging face.

"Hello."

The children quickly lost interest in the young gentleman because he was too young, as young as a student.They had no obligation or qualification to raise a child not much younger than him, and they started chattering around the short man again.

Director Liujo looked at the boy who walked out of the orphanage, and he took out something from his pocket.

"Originally, it was for you last time. The last time you came to Yokohama."

At that time, Tsushima Mochizuki, who was a junior high school student, took a long look at the orphanage.

Dean Liu Tiao spread his hand, it was a watch.

"It's a good watch, although a bit worn."

In the orphanage, only children who have grown up have a watch.

Dean Liu Tiao was silent for a while.

"Take it. You're not a kid anymore."

Tsushima Mochizuki breathed out.

He looked away, tears streaming down his face.

You're an adult now, and it's time to fake your emotions quietly.

He wiped his eyes roughly, holding the silver watch in the middle of his palm.

The pointer keeps turning.

Tick, tick.

The clock at the Armed Detective Agency is broken.

"I don't know how to fix clocks," Kunikida Doppo said.In desperation, they had to call in a repairman.

The door was knocked lightly.

"Please wait a moment." Kunikida Doppo said and went to open the door.

A black-haired boy stood outside the door.

"Hmm... at a time like this, should I call Dazai?"

Ah, I always feel that the rest of my life will not be so peaceful.

Kunikida Doppo made the most powerful prophecy of the day.

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