[Comprehensive] The way of a giant baby's group pet

[Shimura Turning Arc - Four Years Old February 4th]

As Shimura turned the arc towards the large black monster, he felt admiration from the bottom of his heart beating like thunder.

"Great, I'm definitely going to make this my..."

The moment he reached out and almost touched the monster, a large gentle hand grabbed his wrist like a twig.

"Do you like this birthday present?"

The tall man faced himself against the light, and the air around him was as heavy as a thick fog, but it didn't make him feel cold.

Shimura turned around and murmured, "Like... hanging?"

The adult knelt down and whispered in his ear, "Don't forget, you are..."

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Hong Jiaodong once wrote in his diary: He is a cat-like child with a slender and transparent beauty.

When Hong Jiaodong was four years old, due to family reasons, he was depressed for a period of time, and his senses of the surrounding environment were dull.

At that time, there was a white-haired child next to him, and his way of going to work every day was also very strange. It always expanded with a purple vortex, and then a pair of hands put him down, and he continued to sleep facing out the window.

This is the first point that Hong Jiaodong paid attention to.

Later, he threw a very noisy guy in the class over his shoulder, and Hong Jiaodong was startled. He looked like he had little strength, and he thought he would be very timid.

Sitting in the seat by the window, Hong Jiaodong watches the soft clouds flowing slowly behind the glass every day. Sometimes the wind is tight, and when looking at the clouds blown by the wind, the body will inadvertently tilt slightly.

He withdrew his slightly confused gaze, and when he turned his head, a bluish-white cloud shadow slowly climbed up Shimura's neck, which was exposed outside his collar, and a few strands of his white bangs hung down near his eyelashes, showing a slight blue color.

He opened his mouth slightly, exhaled and breathed in a soothing way, it must be another sweet sleep.

Really carefree.

He seems to live in his own world, completely undisturbed.

Even if the black clouds unfolded, the strong wind pressed the treetops into a bow shape, and the leaves trembled weakly, Hong Jiaodong felt that he heard the mournful cry of the branches, but Shimura just opened his eyes in a blink of an eye, and then turned his eyes. Cover the picture book on your head and continue to sleep.

Hong Jiaodong likes to see Shimura turn the arc without any worries.

People who are wet always yearn for people who are dry.

And what really opened Hong Jiao Dong's heart was that evening, when the housewife came a little late to pick him up, Hong Jiao Dong saw that the sky was covered with dark clouds, and soon there was another heavy rain.

He wanted to go home first, but he didn't expect the wind and rain to return halfway.

Nothing else mattered, but the burned skin under the bandages was starting to itch, tending to become infected, and the rain mixed with the plaster, getting scalding.

Under the stimulation of the senses, the left eye could not help but shed tears, and the wind slapped the body a little cold, and I shivered and sweated.

It was in this situation that Shimura, who had never talked before, turned around and said to himself, "Let me change the bandage for you."

Under Hong Jiaodong's surprised gaze, Shimura took off the wet tape on his face in an arc, took out a roll of bandage from his schoolbag, and wrapped it up gently.

At that time, Hong Jiaodong found that Shimura Zhuan arc was really good-looking, and since then he has paid more attention to Shimura Zhuan arc.

The thick clouds melted away, the cracked and broken edges were scattered, and the soft sunlight sprinkled from the gaps, and crawled over Shimura's body in spots through the glass window.

When a certain light jumped into his eyes and disturbed his sleep, the closed eyelashes would quiver.

Probably because he spent more time watching him, he also noticed himself.

One day he actually prepared a bento box of soba noodles for me, "This is for you to eat." He handed himself the good-looking lunch box with an embarrassed face.

He knows I love this!

It is really the best bento I have ever eaten. The noodles are moderately soft and firm and the fragrant buckwheat sauce is delicious!It's not hot yet!

I want to make friends with him, put milk on his table every day, give him different flavors, and finally find that his favorite is strawberry flavor.

Really like something he would love.

But why does that guy named Bao Hao always argue with himself?

He and I are at the next table, and you are two seats away from him, so we have a better relationship, right?

"I want to keep watching him sleep", Hong Jiaodong's wish was soon shattered.

On April 4th, a huge monster appeared under the tree in front of the school. The girls in the kindergarten were so frightened that they cried out.

What is he doing!

Hong Jiaodong tried to stop Shimura Zhuan arc, but Shimura Zhuan arc let go of his hand and walked straight over as if confused.

Unlike others, Shimura Toka thinks that thing is beautiful.

The giant black body of a human being, the pink exposed brain, and the beak that exposed half of the tongue, the monster's huge hands can easily squeeze Shimura Zhuan arc's small head, and then stroke it down, breaking his small body by the way, but Shimura Zhuan Arc is not afraid.

"Hei Wu, can I raise it?" He asked Hei Wu who came to pick him up.

In his four-year-old head, he still had the fantasy and magnificent dream of a child-giving bird sending human children to the door of every house. After he left, he always felt that it was the monster that swallowed Shimura Zhuan arc.

Otherwise, why have I never seen such a person in elementary school or middle school, and no Liuyun will climb to the next table.

After many years, this timeline was connected again.

"I'm Toru Shimura."

As the white-haired boy said this, one or two strips of light lay lazily on the newly-set table next door, and the leaves rustled outside the window.

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Small Theater - A Lifetime Event

After returning home, Hong Jiaodong told Hong Leng that he had someone he liked in class and that he would marry him when he grew up.

Hearing this, Hong Leng thought it was funny, and said, "Jiao Dong has no job, how can he support his family?"

Hong Jiaodong thought for a while and told Hong Leng: He is in charge of cleaning the blackboard in class.