[Bungo Stray Dogs] Bless the world

"In this season, when there is early winter snow floating outside the window, and you stand there, the steam from the kitchen is lingering, and the salty aroma of miso soup is wafting in the air, I think that is the best morning."

Yin woke up with a pleasant smell, which she had never smelled in the slums. It took a while for her to realize that this strange smell came from a family with parents and a place to live. What is so ordinary to a child, but once out of reach to her—the smell of hot food.

She subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then hung her head upside down from the upper bunk of the bed, which made her take a step back in fright, and almost hit the wall.

This room belongs to the second floor of this duplex building. Four children live here. Yin stayed here last night, and now she is looking down from the upper bunk to see that her children came here two months earlier than her.

They were all "picked up" by Yayoi.

When she was lying on the corner of the street and was about to starve to death, when she was hiding in the garbage dump and eating rotten vegetable leaves, when she was hiding in the cement pipe and was almost freezing to death—that woman who always smiled, just like the gospel of God, appeared by their side.

The oldest child is only nine years old, and the youngest is only six years old.

Silver is 12 years old.

"Hello." The little girl named Su Naiko climbed down from the upper bunk and approached Yin. The four children in this room are all girls, "You also got up after smelling the fragrance, right?" , Elder sister must be making delicious food, every time a new partner comes, she gets up very early."

"Sister... Is Miss Yayoi?" Yin asked in a low voice.

"You can just call me older sister. If you call me older sister, older sister will be very happy." Sunako threw a suit of clothes to Gin, "This one is bigger, you should put it on first."

Although she is only nine years old, Sunako's previous life experience has made her look like an adult enough - because she has suffered hardships that many people can't stand, so she cherishes the present happiness all the more.

Just like stray cats brought home are always more sensible than native-born domestic cats.

Putting on the silver jacket, she went downstairs with the girls, but met a few boys in other rooms, smiled and waved to them, "Sunako, I guess my sister must have made pies and egg rolls today. "

"And soup..." Sunako sniffled, "Chicken soup, it smells so good..."

"Sister, do you have soup today?" The young Ryota rushed into the kitchen impatiently, grabbed Yayoi's skirt and began to act like a spoiled child.

"Ah, it's almost ready, don't rush in here." Yayoi smiled and touched Ryota's head, then turned his eyes to Gin, "Sleep for a while? Little Gin? "

Silver blushed and shook his head.

"Sister, sister, you haven't answered me yet!" Ryota continued to act like a spoiled child while tugging on Yayoi's skirt.

"There's creamy mushroom soup." Yayoi wiped her hands and pushed Ryota out of the kitchen.

"Sister is lying, I obviously asked about the smell of chicken soup!" several children shouted with a smile.

"Okay, these are not for you guys." Yayoi also replied with a smile.

"Who is that for?" The children looked at each other.

"There is a new partner, he is very sick now, and he is recuperating at Dr. Asakura. Do you remember that grandfather with two beards? Alright, go out and sit down obediently, dinner is about to be served."

The children yelled and dispersed, and ran towards the restaurant, leaving only Yin standing there, looking at them enviously.

"Okay." Yayoi patted her head, "Sunako is very lively."

Silver nodded.

"When you come here, we are all partners, so we need to get along well." Yayoi is already very good at getting in touch with children of this age, but there is only one thing that makes her a little nervous all the time.

The child who is still at Uncle Asakura's place should be about 14 years old. Although he is much thinner than his peers due to stunting, and is extremely aggressive-to be honest, Yayoi doesn't know how to deal with this Children of all ages get along.

So she is very nervous now.

"Yayoi...sister, the chicken soup...'poof' came out..." Gin said, pointing to the casserole at the back.

This kitchen is huge, at least Yin never imagined that he could live in such a big house.

"Ahhh!" Yayoi, who has always been a lady, let out a short scream, and hurriedly lifted the lid of the chicken soup casserole.

"Pfft." Xiaoyin couldn't help laughing.

After breakfast, the children went to the reading room to read by themselves, while Yayoi took the chicken soup and porridge in the thermos, and took Yin to Dr. Asakura's clinic again.

After receiving a call from Dr. Asakura earlier, knowing that the boy had woken up, Yayoi planned to go and have a look.

After rewarding and thanking the medical staff and Dr. Asakura as usual, Yayoi was going to see the child, but was stopped by Dr. Asakura, "Yayoi," he pushed his glasses, "this child..." He He hesitated, and then said after a while, "He may be at the root of his illness, be careful not to blow the wind and rest more, and—" and the child's eyes, as if he was not happy at all that he was saved.

It doesn't matter whether he is being favored or escaped death—there is only numbness and emptiness in those eyes, and he really doesn't seem like a grateful child.

"What else?" Yayoi tilted her head, blinked and smiled.

"...Forget it, your words...should be fine." Asakura actually has some understanding of Yayoi's character—knowing how stubborn and strong will this child is under the gentle and virtuous appearance—— Otherwise, how could Yoshida and his wife, who love their daughter like a jewel in their hearts, let her out alone.

"Thank you." Yayoi bowed, turned around and came to the boy's ward, and knocked on the door of the ward, "I'm coming in." She said so.

There was no answer in the room for a long time, she stood at the door awkwardly, and Xiaoyin opened the door until there was a dull coughing sound from inside, "Sister Yayoi." She grabbed Yayoi's hand anxiously and dragged her into the room. out of the ward.

It wasn't until this time that Yayoi could clearly see the boy sitting on the hospital bed—after washing his face, he could see that the boy had a very delicate silhouette, and the untrimmed sideburns were long and dragged on both sides of his cheeks.

To make a metaphor that makes Yayoi want to laugh is - it looks like a dachshund's limp and drooping ears.

"Hello," she stood three or four steps away from the juvenile's hospital bed, with her hands folded in front of her, "My name is Yayoi Yoshida. How about you?"

The boy's gloomy eyes finally lifted up to look at her. It seemed like a century had passed before Yayoi heard the boy answer her in a voice that was still childish and hoarse due to illness—even though it still sounded good. Said, "Akutagawa Ryunosuke."

Like a wild dog that can't get close to people, the answer is full of indifference.