[Comprehensive] Martyrdom is not a good civilization

When I reached the school gate, my steps stopped.

"Miss Ayako."

The old butler of the Sakuragu family, Mr. Ichiro Nagase stood respectfully in front of the car and waited for me.

Looked at the posture and waited for a long time.

The apartment I live in is very close to the school. I usually take trams or buses to and from school on weekdays. Occasionally, my father arranges a driver to pick me up.

At first I chose not to let the driver pick me up. It was purely because I found it more interesting to take the tram. All kinds of people crowded together on the tram, which was dark and lively.

Mr. Butler will come, there must be something important.

"Grandpa Nagase, what are you doing here?" It's always impolite to speak while standing on the side of the road, Ichiro Nagase opened the car door for me, and I held the corner of my skirt and sat in.

"Madam asked me to pick you up from school. By the way, let me tell you that next Friday is Master Chunqi's fifth birthday. Master misses you."

"...Understood, I will go."

The lady here naturally does not refer to my mother. My mother has long been a Casablanca in the kingdom of heaven.

My father's new wife, maybe "new" is not the right word to describe this lady now, after all she married my father shortly after my mother passed away six years ago.

I have no right and will not blame my father, after all, his marriage with his mother has really come to an end.Extreme egoism and extreme romanticism, the ending is really realistic.

I watched the bushes fly by on the side of the road through the solar film on the car window. The world here is different shades of gray.I sat in a comfortable seat, feeling suffocated from the depths of my consciousness.

The car drove on the dry asphalt road, crossed the green light and zebra crossing, and stopped at the gate of the apartment.

I got out of the car door, took the schoolbag handed by Ichiro Nagase, thought for a moment and said helplessly: "Tell Chunqi, I will prepare the gift carefully, and let him stop making trouble."

"Yes, ma'am."

I turned and left, Nagase Ichiro bowed slightly and watched me off.

Sakuragu Haruki, my nominal younger brother, half-brother unexpectedly got close to me.

I'm not very good at communicating, and the only few friends I had were those who initiated the conversation at the beginning.But children don't understand my silence, they like to stick behind me and call my sister.

When I get along with children, most of the time I just silently listen to the quarrels of the little ones, and occasionally draw pictures and tell them a story.I can't say I hate Chun Qi as a stepbrother, and I probably can't say I like him either.

I couldn’t think of what to give for Chunqi’s birthday last year, so I searched for “what gifts do five-year-old boys like” on the Internet, and it was toys as expected.

So I went to the specialty store to pick out the most expensive one for him, but this little Douding, who didn't know anything, thought I wasn't paying enough attention, and bombarded me with phone calls for a long time.

So what are you planning for him this year?

I sat on the sofa, put Pikachu pillow in my arms, and tried to extract useful information from the suggestions of sand sculpture netizens with my mobile phone.

The friends around me don't have younger brothers and sisters with a big age difference.I suddenly feel depressed, is it time to make more friends?

May is the only child, Qian is also the only child, and Dun is the youngest brother in the family...

correct!Suddenly, I clicked on the line and poked into Dazai's head portrait.

【Mr. Dazai!Could you introduce me to your friend who has a lot of kids at home?Waiting online, super urgent! 】

【Mr. Dazai: Ah, let me ask, Odasaku is right next to me...】

【Mr. Dazai: He said it’s okay, is there any trouble for Ayako, about children? 】

【Bunny pokes its head out from behind the wall.jpg】

[My little brother is a super troublesome ghost!Mr. Dazai, is it convenient for voice calls at your place? 】

【Mr. Dazai: Yes. 】

Actually, Dazai shouldn't be troubled by these things.

I don't know when, I have regarded Dazai as a trash can for my soul?This statement is not accurate, but I did start to rely on him as much as May, well, maybe it's because Dazai is also indulgent to me in some ways.

Until now, I haven't figured out why I can feel a strange intimacy from Dazai, obviously his whole body is far from friendly and friendly.

"Mr. Dazai, can you hear me?" It seems that the network is not very good, there is a hissing noise from the voice on the other end, and it is amazing that you can still talk through the dimensional wall.

"I can hear it, it's rare to see Xiao Lingzi in a hurry."

Dazai was still the same, with a lazy and unhurried tone.

It seems to be in a bar, and the decadent background music unique to bars can be heard in the sound transmitted through the current. It doesn't seem noisy, because almost no other voices are heard.

I directly pulled into the topic: "Hurry up and introduce your friends to me, Mr. Dazai, please!"

"Hey... Odasaku, answer the phone."

After the noise passed, an honest voice that sounded completely different from Dazai's frivolous voice appeared, and the voice was very magnetic—it was very suitable for telling bedtime stories. This was the only thought I had after hearing it.

"Uh... hello?"

"Mr. Odasaku, hello, I'm Ayako Sakuradani..." I introduced myself, thinking about how to speak without being so rude.

At the beginning of an official section, there is quite an illusion that the children in the family are disobedient and the parents of other people's children are discussing the experience of educating children.

"Come here, Odasaku, I want to hear what Ayako is talking about too!"

"Oh, good." There was another sound, "Sorry, please continue."

"Okay..." What happened to the sudden sense of unreliability, I tucked Pikachu pillow under my chin and started my narrative.

"The thing is like this. Mr. Dazai said that he has a friend - Mr. Odasaku who has adopted many children. I think Mr. Odasaku must be very good at getting along with children..."

"...My half-brother is very clingy to me, and I am very confused. After all, I am not a qualified sister. Please give me some advice."

"Is that so..." The person on the other side paused for a moment to organize his words, "I can't give any advice on how to get along with my brother, but the child can feel the kindness and malice of the people around him better, so..."

Oda Saku didn't express his conclusion, but only expressed his own opinion, and thoughtfully gave me time to think quietly.

"...I see." Because I have goodwill towards Chunqi, he is willing to cling to my incompetent sister all the time.

"As for the presents..." The voice on the other end was blank, "I should also prepare presents."

Eh?

Wow, okay, based on what I just learned and Dazai's complaints, this Mr. Odasaku should be an honest and kind person who has adopted many children but has no roots in some aspects.

I suddenly felt proud. Although I didn't raise them, I was the one who prepared gifts for my younger siblings.

I said with absolute certainty: "Yes! Children need gifts as rewards to encourage them!"

"That's it... I see, thank you."

Hearing his thanks, I also felt embarrassed: "You're welcome, Mr. Odasaku, I should thank you!"

"Pfft ha ha ha! So much fun you two!"

Just after Odasaku and I thanked each other, Dazai suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hey, hey! Although I don't know what you mean, Mr. Dazai, I curse you if you are so careful!"

"Dazai, I have to apologize."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it was my fault, I just suddenly looked forward to meeting Ayako and Odasaku." Dazai couldn't hide the smile in his voice, and his tone was rare and clear.

I didn't refute Dazai's statement, although I'm a little curious whether their world is different from mine, but it's probably not good to meet each other, after all, there is a thick dimensional wall.

"Okay, thank you Mr. Odasaku for your enlightenment today. I almost understand. It's a pleasure to meet you."

"And Mr. Dazai, you will be beaten if you talk to women like this, so find a beautiful young lady to die in love and wait for your next life!"

"Wow, little Ayako is so vicious!"

"Hmph, I'm done, bye."

The label Dazai put on me is estimated to be in front of women. As for the number of words between the two labels of friends and women, I don’t know.

Alas!Thinking about it this way, does he not see me as a woman? ?