Is Ms. Oda married today? [Comprehensive]

Oda Kazue stayed at Kishitani Shilla's house all night.

Halfway through, she changed shifts with Celty and Shizuo Heiwajima, and took turns to rest for a while, but nothing happened overnight, and the person who was going to attack Li Nanqian did not appear, nor did the white tiger Nakajima Atsushi mentioned.

Oda Kazue recalled the last email he sent with Dr. Mori when he was on night shift.

That sentence [what aspect are you talking about] is suspicious no matter how you think about it.

But she doesn't have the brains of Dazai, even if she feels suspicious, she can't guess what he is planning after spending a whole night speculating on Dr. Mori's orders.

Early the next morning, Celti was preparing breakfast in the kitchen, and Kazue Oda and Shimao Shima were sitting on the left and right, smoking a cigarette to refresh themselves.

Atsushi Nakajima, who had just come out of the guest room, looked at the two adults exuding low pressure and backed away in fear. They both had no expressions, but he felt the breath of death from them inexplicably.

If he hadn't seen Oda Kazue's patient and gentle side last night, Atsushi Nakajima would have sincerely wondered if he had gone from the wolf's den of the orphanage to another wolf's den.

But then again, it's not surprising that someone who can kill a tiger exudes this kind of air pressure...isn't it surprising?

Atsushi Nakajima comforted himself in this way, took another deep breath and walked out of the guest room cautiously, moved his feet to the coffee table, tried hard to control the expression on his face, and pressed the cigarette butt on the table when he came out. The woman in the ashtray bent over.

"Miss, Miss Oda, I caused you trouble last night."

Oda Kazichi stubbed out the cigarette, and looked at the silver-haired boy with a good temper: "If you want to thank, I will thank Serti and Dr. Kishitani. I will also be taken care of by them."

Atsushi Nakajima was obviously not used to talking to women, blushing and stumbling, "Yes, yes!"

"Don, don't be nervous."

"No problem, I will try my best!"

The more the silver-haired boy pursed his lips so as not to show nervousness, the more he seemed to want people to pat his head.

The blond young man sitting next to her was also concerned that Atsushi Nakajima was a minor, so after she stubbed out the cigarette, he immediately stuck the half-lit cigarette in the ashtray.

"Would you like tea?" He asked the woman, turning his cigarette butt.

"Thank you, have a drink."

Shizuo Heiwajima scratched the back of his head, picked up the teapot, "...it's nothing."

With the sound of tea flowing in her ears, she stared at the boy who didn't know where to put his hands and feet, and asked a strange question.

"Dun Jun, do you like balls of yarn?"

Atsushi Nakajima looked at her suspiciously, and raised his hand to shave his cheeks, "Huh? A ball of yarn... I don't know, what did Miss Oda ask for?"

"...Sorry, nothing."

After Oda finished speaking, he also felt that his words were strange.

Mingming was worrying about the tiger, and she was worrying about Dr. Sen's black heart just now, but after seeing Atsushi Nakajima, she thought of the ball of yarn inexplicably.

While restraining herself from continuing to think in her mind, she silently searched for a topic to continue. Just as the silence was about to spread between them, Shizuo Heiwajima pushed the tea to her at the right time, and looked up at the boy .

"...Aren't you going to sit?"

"Ah, okay, thanks."

Nakajima Atsushi was a little afraid of this young man, and shrank his body reflexively after hearing Heiwajima Shizuo's voice.

Then he glanced at the couch where the two of them were sitting, and then at the single sofa next to him, unable to make up his mind which way to go.

It wasn't until he saw Oda Kazue pat the seat beside him that he ran over to sit down with relief, with his palms on his knees, his back straight, and he sat upright.

Oda Kazue thoughtfully looked at Atsushi Nakajima, who was putting his palms on his lap cautiously, and seemed to see two furry ears dangling from his head, her face remained unchanged. , vaguely felt that the long tail with white and black also appeared behind him.

Hey, is it because of Dun's personality, or because of his ability to be a tiger, that she asked him on a whim if he likes balls of yarn?

Oda Kazue was thinking about this irrelevant question, when a young man wearing black-rimmed glasses happily floated over with two plates.

"Morning, what are you talking about?"

"It's about thanking Dr. Kishitani and Celty." Oda Kazue came back to his senses and told the truth.

With her beginning, Nakajima Atsushi, who had been hesitant to speak to Kishitani Silla, could speak more easily. He stood up abruptly, and bent down at the young man at a ninety-degree angle: "Thank you very much, Mr. Kishitani, for being able to take him in." For a person like me, even if I die ten thousand times, it is not enough to repay your kindness!"

"...It's too exaggerated." Seeing this, Shizuo Heiwajima sighed.

Oda smiled and said, "Atsu-kun is a very polite child after all."

Oda Kazue didn't think there was anything wrong with Atsushi Nakajima's thanks. After Atsushi Nakajima sat back, he lovingly raised his hand to stroke his messy short hair, and glanced at the thin body exposed under the thin hospital gown. Back, she looked away again.

"Oh, you don't have to be so polite. Thanks to Don, I was able to eat Celti's special love supper last night. I didn't expect to continue to taste love breakfast this morning. It's really exciting!"

The young man with a brisk and joyful voice was brimming with happiness. He twirled and handed the plate containing sandwiches and bacon fried eggs to Atsushi Nakajima who looked nervous, and turned his head to look at the woman: "That's right, weaving Miss Tian, ​​I have called the real estate agent I know, I will call you later, just call and report my name before you go."

After speaking, he put the plate in front of her.

"Thank you, Dr. Kishitani."

"Oh, it's nothing." The doctor who answered cheerfully ran back to the kitchen.

After Oda Kazue waited for him to run back to the kitchen, he stared at the food on the plate for a while, and in his mind, he picked out all the people related to Dr. Mori and sat in a row.

Shizuo Heiwajima looked at the woman who seemed to be wandering away again, and said softly: "You guys eat first."

His voice made Oda's eyes less empty, and the woman came back to her senses, thinking.

Li Nanqian is still awake, Shizuo Heihejima, who was entrusted to protect her, will wait for her here, and she has to take Atsushi Nakajima to do other things...

Thinking of this, she stopped being polite to him.

"Okay, thank you."

Heiwajima Shizuo let out a 'huh', picked up a cigarette from the coffee table, pinched it between his two fingers, and turned it around, thinking that there was still an underage kid here, so he put it back in discouragement.

"Do you want to smoke on the balcony?" Oda asked after noticing his movement.

Like her, Shizuo Heiwajima didn't have much of a cigarette addiction, and it was probably just to refresh himself at this time.

"...It's okay, Oda, you don't need to talk to me." He picked up the teacup instead and took a sip.

Oda Kazue looked at him quietly for a moment, and then said to the boy who was still sitting upright, "Dun-kun eat too, you come with me today."

"Huh?" The silver-haired boy was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, closed his eyes and clasped his hands together, "Okay, I'm starting."

After hearing the sound of Atsushi Nakajima clasping his palms together, her hands that were going to take the chopsticks froze slightly, then retracted her hands, and said "I'm starting" with both hands together, then stretched out her hands again, picked up the chopsticks and Zhongjima Have breakfast together.

Although there is no extra spicy curry rice, the hearty breakfast wakes her up for the day.

The breakfast prepared by Celti is as good as a textbook. She feels that every drop of oil in the breakfast is just right. It was perfect, and after biting into it, the soft outer layer of the bread and the texture of the vegetables and fried eggs were so wonderful that she could feel her taste buds going crazy.

After eating the last bite, she and Atsushi Nakajima clasped their palms together in satisfaction.

"thanks for treatment."

"How do you feel? I can't taste, so the amount is based on the standard in the recipe. Although a girl taught me how to cook before, to be honest, I don't have much confidence..."

Oda Kazue could see the afterimages of the black shadows on Serti's hands when typing, and she nodded truthfully: "It's delicious."

With a natural and bright smile, Atsushi Nakajima sat upright like a soft little tiger, and expressed his feelings: "The breakfast made by Miss Celty made me feel warm."

Seeing his smile, Oda Kazue subconsciously patted his head.

"What, what's wrong? Miss Oda?"

"Don't bother with me, it's subconsciously like this."

The boy looked at her with doubts in his round eyes.

Oda Kazue wondered if he had a terrible smile on his face, like his aunt's smile?Or is it like an idiot laughing?

But judging from the fact that Atsushi Nakajima didn't show any disgust, it should be fine, right?

After breakfast, Oda Kazue took him to say goodbye to Celty and the others.

Taking Atsushi Nakajima, who was wearing thin clothes, to the street, as soon as he walked out the door of the apartment, the little tiger was shivering hard from the cold wind in the early morning.

Atsushi Nakajima was trembling, rubbing his arms, and followed the woman forward with a bitter face. Before taking two steps, his head was suddenly covered with a coat emitting heat.

He stopped and blinked blankly, grabbing the coat that slowly slipped onto his shoulders.

He looked at the woman walking in front of him.

Oda Kazue lit a cigarette again in the morning light, and with the rising smoke, he walked on the empty street in the early morning wearing a thin shirt.

The soft light of the morning made her copper-colored long hair faintly golden, and she stepped on the light, walking forward without looking sideways.

Atsushi Nakajima didn't know why, he just stood there and stared at her blankly.

Ms. Oda, she...

"What's the matter, Dunjun?" She noticed the abnormality of the boy behind her, turned her head and asked hoarsely.

"...Miss Oda, your gun is exposed."

Oda stuck the gun back to his waist without changing his expression, "You didn't see anything, Atsu-kun."

That dark person said Miss Oda can kill Tiger, Miss Oda is really a dangerous person! ! !He thought belatedly.

But out of respect for her, Atsushi Nakajima asked cautiously.

"Um... what does Ms. Oda do?"

"Just a chore." She said calmly.

"Ah, so it is."

Do chores?Ah, it turns out that Ms. Oda was responsible for collecting the corpses, that's why I saw the corpses.

Atsushi Nakajima immediately felt relaxed.

Oda said again: "For example, cleaning the door and so on."

"Alas!!!"

Seeing that his hair was standing on end in fright, Oda's voice was tinged with a smile: "I'm just kidding."

Seeing the boy shrink into a ball and tremble, Oda Kazue no longer teased him maliciously, but held his head with a light smile.

"But don't worry, although I'm not a good person, I won't do anything to children."

"Really..." Atsushi Nakajima breathed a sigh of relief, muttered, and looked up at her again, "Miss Oda..."

"Ok?"

"Have you ever killed someone?" the boy asked.

"Killed." She nodded.

Atsushi Nakajima vaguely remembered that Tiger seemed to kill a white-haired man, his fingers twitched quickly, and his pupils constricted suddenly.

then he asked.

"...what does that feel like?"

This makes it difficult for Oda to answer. Before she changed her career, she never took killing for pleasure, but she did not kill the target with compassion. Let her go deep into the memory of that time, and to be honest, she can’t get any answer .

If she roughly described her mood during the time when she was a killer, it would probably be——

"emptiness."

The author has something to say: [-] is charging up and going online hhhh

No more online wife is gone (x)

Words have nothing to do with the text.

Because my hair is too long (below the waist) which affects my life, I would be dragged back by my own hair every morning when I got up, so I made up my mind to go to the barber shop to cut half of it before going home today. In fact, it was not short after the cut. The underwear belt is on the top, which is much longer than the shoulders I cut with scissors before. After returning home, I saw my mother showing a thunderbolt expression_(:з」∠)_

My mom really has the same obsession with my hair as my ex bf...and I gave my mom (you) the hair I brought back from the barber shop