hat and bandage

Is there anything happier in the world than owning a Central Plains Zhongye?

Yes, that is to have two Central Plains Chuya.

The day after Mr. Ranpo ran away from home.

Chuya Nakahara's chief fan leader, Mr. Osamu Dazai was nestled in an apartment with no lights on, with the quilt covering his head, revealing only a pale and handsome face, he was looking at something with his mobile phone, his iris-colored eyes flickered Paranoid light.

A photo is displayed on the phone screen.

The lover with warm and beautiful orange curly hair carried a pampering that even he himself didn't realize, holding in his arms a child who looked exactly like him, but was more immature and innocent.

The little child attached to the elder's clothes, squinting his eyes and rubbing his head against the man's chest like a kitten.

Osamu Dazai's first reaction was to cover his nose and silently wipe away the blood left behind.

The second reaction is to think about what is going on with this child.

First of all, illegitimate children are excluded. No one knows Chuya Chuya's temper and character better than him, and depending on the age of the child, if it is his own child, it can only be born when Chuya is ten, five or six years old. It is absolutely impossible for a fifteen or six-year-old to be confused with a certain woman. As a partner, Dazai can be sure that Nakahara Chuya's first sex with him is obviously right for Dazai.

after?

After they got together, all the men and women who had a special crush on Zhongyuan were deliberately transferred away by Dazai. He was full of possessiveness, and it was impossible for Zhongyuan Zhongya to have any chance of being seduced.

If there is, he will also let that guy completely immerse Tokyo Bay.

So what's going on?

Osamu Dazai is like a sick voyeur, secretly hiding in Yokohama to observe his lover who is far away in Shizuoka. Chuya Nakahara’s teacher’s apartment has long been installed with a miniature camera by him, with the widest viewing angle and the least number , almost in every corner.

Obviously, before last night, there was nothing abnormal.

Osamu Dazai, who had no idea what Chuya encountered outside, was a little manic.

Who is that child?What is the relationship with China?Will there be any harm to China?

Osamu Dazai bit his finger, stared at the photo on the phone and thought, his iris-colored eyes were constantly intertwined with love and coldness.

cute.

Really super cute.

After all, that is exactly the same child as Chuya!

Still being carried carefully by Zhong Ye, with a pampering look on the child in his arms, that resemblance face simply doubles the visual impact!

Osamu Dazai was almost certain that each of the facial features was as standard as a copy and paste. As long as the child grows up, it will be 100% exactly the same as Zhongyuan Zhong, without the slightest difference.

This is probably the only existence that is favored by Chuya, but does not arouse Dazai Osamu's disgust at all.

But this must be based on the premise that it is harmless to Zhongyuan Zhongya. He absolutely does not allow... anyone to take Zhongyuan Zhongya away from him, even if it is a cute child.

It was impossible that Chuya had no contact with that child.

In the middle is also Huangba's humanoid protective device, with a seven-year-old body from birth, and there is an inexplicable coincidence with this child who suddenly appeared.

[Huang Ba spits].

What kind of situation... would there be a second guard?

Osamu Dazai's face was gloomy, and all kinds of guesses flashed in his heart, wishing he could rush to Chuya Nakahara's side right now.

[You bastard...don't appear in front of me from now on! ]

Nakahara Chuya's anger seemed to be still vivid in his memory, Dazai Osamu touched his hand that still wore the ring.

The bulging lump under the bandaged arm was still aching.

He kissed the ring with a dark expression, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a blunt arc, and he let out a few laughs.

It's not yet time.

Osamu Dazai thought to himself, and then loosened the quilt that wrapped him. He got off the bed, walked to the window, opened the window, and the outdoor wind directly blown away the soft black hair on both sides of his cheeks.

The slender fingers quickly swipe on the screen of the mobile phone, and call up the surveillance video of Zhongye's apartment in Zhongyuan. It is not surprising to see him nestling on the sofa in Zhongye's apartment, holding the soft little guy in his arms, and his mouth clicked. Mr. Ranpo who is biting a snack.

Mr. Ranpo, who was watching cartoons—probably the only thing that won’t make an over-smart detective pick and choose between actors’ performances and plots—suddenly raised his eyes and looked towards a certain corner, so Yokohama Here, Osamu Dazai happened to meet the green eyes of Mr. Ranpo on the screen.

Dazai laughed.

Oh, oh, as expected of a detective, he just got connected, did he find out that he was hiding the location of the camera so quickly?

In contrast, the former mafia's middle-ranking officer is really too vigilant!Knowing the true nature of the guy named Osamu Dazai, he is still defenseless against him.

"I'll ask you to investigate the situation in Chuya, Mr. Ranpo." Dazai said to himself, turned off the surveillance, and put the phone into the pocket of the windbreaker.

The sand-colored windbreaker made waves behind him as the black-haired man walked.

Turning off the light in the room and locking the door, Osamu Dazai stood at the door, gazing tenderly at the hut where he lived with his lover through the door.

"Speaking of which, how long will Chuya be back?"

Osamu Dazai nodded his cheek, thoughtfully, "There should be less than half a month left?"

At the beginning, the appointment of Xiongying was only for one semester. Although it can be re-elected, it is impossible for Zhong to stay there.

One semester is the limit. After all, Nakahara Chuya is from Yokohama, and he will never adapt to the deformed society like the outside world.

Yokohama is their destination, even if they defect and are hunted down, they will not choose to leave.

The dark-haired man walked away.

The sound of shoes colliding with the ground echoed in the quiet corridor.

"The guy from six years ago..."

Osamu Dazai was humming, chuckling, murmuring to himself indistinctly, his eyes darkening a little bit.

It's time to start.

……

Shizuoka, teacher's apartment.

night.

"Crack."

"Crack, click, click, click..."

Mr. Ranbu, who ran away from home and came to live with Zhongye, was lying cross-legged on the sofa, with one hand firmly around Wenye's waist, and the other hand kept taking potato chips from the bag piled on the sofa. I stuffed it in my own mouth, and I didn't forget to send it to Xiao Wenye's mouth.The two of them watched the cartoon together, cheerful voices came from the TV, and cute and innocent characters jumped on the screen.

After eating a pack of snacks again, Luanbu skillfully opened another pack of biscuits. He took one from it and stuffed it into his mouth, and then picked up another.

"Come on, ah~ Wen Ye, open your mouth."

"Ah~"

Wen also opened his mouth obediently and bit the biscuit.

In the kitchen, Zhong Yuanzhong, who was cooking in a ponytail and wearing an apron, also turned off the soup that had just been cooked, and couldn't help sticking his head out while holding the pan.

"Hey, Luanbu, Wen Ye, don't eat too many snacks, you have to eat later!" He shouted loudly, his blue eyes full of helplessness.

"Yes, Dad." Wen Ye immediately raised his head, and the little guy blinked his eyes and responded obediently.

"Eh?" On the contrary, Mr. Ranpo, the eldest child, straightened his back unhappily, "I can eat all of them. The stomach for eating snacks is separate from the stomach for eating!"

The corner of Chuya's mouth twitched: "There is no such thing!"

Really, why Wen, who was born only a few days ago, is so well-behaved, but it is so difficult to explain to the 26-year-old Mr. Ranpo, "Anyway, if it doesn't work, it doesn't work. Put away the snacks, and you can eat in about 15 minutes."

Zhong also assumed the attitude of a guardian. To be honest, he is indeed the guardian of the two guys in front of him. Needless to say, Xiaowen is his son in name now, and Mr. Ranpo also came here because he ran away from home. Yukichi Fukuzawa, the president of Ranpo's exclusive guardian, gave Chuya the qualification for temporary guardianship.

"..." Mr. Luanbu shook his head violently, grabbed the snacks on the sofa with one hand, and strongly protested.

"Wen Ye, put away Mr. Ranpo's snacks...Mr. Ranpo, don't you think you are sensible without Wen?" Zhong also put on a dead fish eye.

Luanbu wrapped one hand around Xiao Wenye's waist, and grabbed the snacks with the other hand, silently dawdling in the direction away from Zhongye, holding back his words, with an angry expression all over his face.

Xiaowen also looked at his father, then looked up at Luanbu's face, thought for a while, then carefully turned around, then stretched out his hand and patted Mr. Luanbu's head, with a milky voice , said like a little adult:

"Mr. Ranpo, we have to eat later, no snacks."

"It's okay, let's leave it for tomorrow, shall we?"

Wen also showed a cute smile, obviously he was the youngest one, but he was able to take care of others, imitating his father's tone of coaxing him to deal with Ranbu.

"..." Edogawa Ranpo didn't want to appear to be ignorant than Bunya.

He still wants to take care of Xiao Wenye, after all, their detective agency has a little guy who is more childish than him.

"I got it, I got it!" Luanbu let go of the snacks, put his arms around Xiao Wenye, put his chin on the little guy's shoulder, and rubbed his cheek against Wen Ye unhappily, "Really, Xiao Wenye Don't talk to me in the tone of Chuya! It's okay to act like a baby, I'm a very good detective."

"Yeah, Mr. Luanbu is very powerful." Wen Ye was very appreciative and let the other party rub against him, not forgetting to reach out his hand to touch Luanbu's head, "As expected of Mr. Luanbu."

... Who the hell is taking care of whom! ! !

Zhongyuan Zhong was also unable to complain, and decided to turn around and go back to cook. The soup has been cooked, and the other dishes have been divided into three portions. Now he only needs to fry the tempura and then eat.

"I'm gonna start now."

At the dining table, the voices of the three people sounded at the same time. Wen Ye, who was not very good at using chopsticks, had forks and spoons on the table.

Tempura, hamburger meat, and miso soup are all what Mr. Rampo specified to eat, and the remaining seasonal vegetable was forcibly added in consideration of a balanced diet.

"You can't be picky eaters, walk in disorder."

Zhong also took a sip of the soup, and looked at the remaining radishes and green peppers in the bowl of Ranbu.

"Wen Ye eat it for me." Ranbu paused for a few seconds, and decisively put the vegetables he didn't like into Wen Ye's bowl.

"Hey!"

"Wen also likes to eat, so I will let Wen Ye."

"His share is enough! Don't make excuses for your picky eating."

"No, Chuya is a big idiot."

Ranbu bit the tempura, and after scolding the idiot, he immediately showed a cat-like happy expression: "It's delicious, and Chuya's cooking skills are the best."

"It's really..." Zhong Yuanzhong also sighed, but couldn't help showing a smile.

Ah, there is really no way to deal with him.

The reliable mature man Nakahara Nakaya looked at the two children (true + false) in front of him and thought.

Tomorrow, sure enough, I should squeeze some vegetable and fruit juice for Luanbu.

The author has something to say: [Notice]: The author of my English is suspected of rh and touched the bottom line. The meeting was held, and the old article I Ying, because the v article could not be locked by the author himself, left it to jj to handle.

[Words in this article] Based on the content of the previous chapter, I am too involved to modify it. If the editor does not give a clear notice, starting from chapter 78, I will completely end the part of a certain college within a chapter at most two chapters (it may seem hasty) , but I don’t want to write my English content anymore, if you mind new readers, please don’t enter)

In the future, the plot will not describe any parts of my English. If jj does not ban my English fans who have entered v now, then after thinking about it, I decided to write purely about Yokohama until the end. Will do my best to fill it out.

If old readers choose to leave, don’t care, it doesn’t matter, after all, the bottom line cannot be violated, we can see you in the next book.If you choose to stay, then I would like to thank you for your company here first, and I will try my best to finish the story of Shuanghei and fill in a full stop.

The next chapter will completely end Woying, start the daily life → theater version DA → reconcile daily life → end.

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2020.2.4