hat and bandage

[Good evening, Mr. Shibusawa Tatsuhiko. ]

There was the sound of typing on the keyboard, and in the dark room, there was only the light from the computer screen.

An email was sent.

[Good evening, stranger who doesn't know how to get my contact information. ]

After a few minutes, the computer screen made a beeping sound of receiving a letter.

Click the small envelope icon in the lower left corner with the mouse.

With a chuckle, the corners of the handsome pale black-haired man's mouth curled up.

The bandage-wrapped fingertips tapped on the keyboard again, making a continuous clicking sound.

A few minutes later, a letter was edited again, and the black-haired, kite-eyed man moved the mouse and clicked send.

……

Less than a month left quickly passed.

After the end of the first semester, Zhong Yuan also declined the request of the school's senior management to hire him to continue teaching.

Because of the existence of Wenya, Chuya even refused the invitation of the summer camp. After learning that the business trip was over, Nakahara Chuya immediately thought about packing up and returning to Yokohama with his children—his to hometown.

Mr. Ranpo lived here for almost a month, and he played with Xiaowen every day, and Xiaowen, who was originally well-behaved and ignorant, was also studying with Ranbu, and gradually revealed his own personality—— This little guy is so naughty that it makes people have a headache.

Should it be said that he is the duplicate personality of Chuya Zhongyuan? Even though he was born blank, he absorbed knowledge crazily in just a few days.A lively and cheerful personality is formed day by day, and even the part of the [Huang Ba spit] energy body that is sealed in the body, also uses the supernatural ability and moves around randomly in the crowd, and quickly learns how to use it.

Although I still rely on Chuya as [father] obediently, but how should I say it?

...Probably from a really well-behaved child, he grew up to a bear child who is only obedient and coquettish towards the outside, and naughty enough to be able to tear down the house.

Nakahara Nakaya, who came back with a bag of ingredients, was about to prepare his meal and pack his luggage. In the afternoon, he took Ranpo and Wenya to board the Shinkansen back to Yokohama. When the door opened, the whole room seemed to have experienced a storm. The tragedy made him abruptly stop the pace of entering the door.

Inside, Luanbu, who was stepping on the sofa, and Wen Ye, who was floating in the air with the ability of gravity, each held a water gun in their hands, turned their heads neatly, and tilted their heads innocently, and He Zhongye's face was covered with grass look at each other.

...So, why did it become like this?

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked heavy.

He clearly remembered that he wasn't so noisy when he was a child!

Could it be that the same personality has different personalities formed in different growth environments...?

"dad!!"

Wen Ye cheered and dropped the water gun, rushed over with a smile like a little sun, and firmly grasped Zhong Ye's waist. This little guy's psychological growth is too fast. If I have to describe it, it is probably from the very beginning The little kitten who started to panic has turned into a rambunctious little husky.

"Welcome back!!" Wen Ye shouted vigorously.

"Yes, I feel your enthusiasm."

The orange-haired young man with a weak tone bent down with difficulty, gently kissed Wen Ye on the head, and gently rubbed the head of his little husky with his black-gloved hands.

Wen Ye satisfied with a smile and squinted his eyes, hanging on Zhong Ye's body, and Zhong Ye had to maintain this hanging movement, walked to the kitchen with difficulty, and put the bought vegetables on the kitchen counter.

"I asked you to pack your luggage, but you didn't take it after thinking about it?"

"Wen also cleaned up properly." The little guy complained childishly, "But Mr. Luanbu didn't, he just stuffed a lot of snacks into the suitcase."

"That's a very important thing!" Mr. Ranpo, who heard the complaint from a distance, raised his hand in dissatisfaction, "I tell you, Wenya, if you don't bring enough snacks, you will be hungry on the Shinkansen. I was starving to death the last time I was here."

"Eh!? Really?" The green eyes of the inexperienced Wen also stared round, and Xiaowen, who basically had a lot of food, couldn't imagine what it would be like to be hungry.

"Fake." Zhongya held the little guy's head, and justified the name of the Shinkansen with a headache: "Really, there are bento boxes for sale on the Shinkansen! And it's only an hour's drive away. urgent."

Mr. Ranpo obviously fell to the point of starvation because of his own problems.

"Is there any bento for sale?" Ranbu also opened his green eyes in surprise.

"Isn't it natural... Ah, forget it."

Zhong Yuanzhong also wiped his face, helplessly picked up the collar of the boy in his arms, tore off Wen Ye who was holding on to him, and brought it to his eyes.

"Wen Ye, I've given you a task to take Mr. Luanbu to pack his luggage, according to what I told you last night, is it okay?"

"No problem!" Wen Ye nodded with bright eyes.

The main thing is to bring clothes back home, and you don’t need to bring washing tools. After all, Yokohama is their home. They have everything, and you don’t need to bring anything that can be replaced at any time. For a month, I couldn't wear Zhongye's clothes all the time, so I found a spare time, and Zhongye bought several sets of clothes with Ranpo.

After all, it is brand new, and Luanbu chose it all by himself. He still likes it very much, so it is only natural to take it back.

The rest of the miscellaneous are toys that two children, big and small, refuse to give up.

For example, the doll that Wen Ye must take away, the water gun and little yellow duck that Ranpo likes.

After cooking and eating, and packing the luggage of the three of them, Zhong Yuan had to hold the heads of the two of them and ask them to help clean the apartment.

"It's really rude to make a mess of the assigned apartment before you leave! I'll be responsible for cleaning up all the rubbish you two made!!"

A husky who demolishes the house must always be suppressed by a big parent.

……

One thirty in the afternoon.

It was also the first time for Xiaowen to take the Shinkansen. He was wearing a light-colored fake two-piece sweater and carrying a dark green schoolbag, looking around strangely.

"What is Dad's hometown like?"

"How should I put it...is it a unique place?"

Pulling the child to sit on the seat, Chuya bent down to post the seat belt for the other party, thinking about the answer.

"That place in Yokohama...is the place where I was born, and I will protect it no matter what."

"Well..." Zhong also paused for a while, stretched out his hand and stroked the little guy's head, smiled and rolled his eyes, his pointed canine teeth were handsome and casual, "All in all, it's a beautiful and wild city."

"I can't explain it in a few words, but you will live there in the future, so just keep a little novelty." Zhong also raised a leg and raised a finger, "...you can experience it yourself."

The city Dad loved...

Zhong Yuanwen also blinked his clear eyes, and nodded with a hum.

"If it is the city my father loves, it must be the city I love too."

Wen Ye showed a bright smile similar to that of Zhong Ye, he squinted his eyes, and had a cute and immature face with baby fat, "Because my father and I are almost the same."

Wen is also very clear about his origins.

It's not a human being, just like his father, it's just a humanoid restriction device made of energy bodies.

Zhongyuan Zhong also vaguely remembered that the laboratory was just a memory of energy. Similarly, Wen Ye, who was born almost blank, actually carried a faint memory as his consciousness became clearer.

——The fuzzy memory that he was once one with his father, but was separated into two different individuals under the action of external force.

Bunya Nakahara, who didn't know the existence of Osamu Dazai, thought naively: he and his father are closer than anyone else, and no one can participate in the world between him and his father.

"I'm not the same as you, Wen Ye." The orange-haired gentleman stretched out his hand and grabbed the little guy's cheek, which looked good to the touch, "You don't have to live like me."

The battlefield rose born in blood and cruelty, and Zhongya Chuya, who is made of betrayal and pungent gunpowder, does not want his children to become people like himself.

Of course, he will not prevent Wen Ye from choosing the future, but Zhong also believes that the existence of the father should not affect the child's life choices. After all, since they have been separated, Wen Ye is already an independent personality. It is necessary to imitate the life trajectory of the so-called father.

Nakahara Chuya, who grows up independently without anyone's protection, will take care of everything. He will support an extremely safe world, allowing Wenya, who seems to be another himself, to grow up freely.

The Shinkansen entered the Yokohama strip an hour later.

At [-]:[-] p.m., Chuya Zhongya brought Mr. Ranpo and little Wenye with him, and finally returned to this charming land full of light and evil.

The air with a little smell of the sea is refreshing.

"It's less than three o'clock... Everyone should not be off work yet." Zhong Yuan took out his mobile phone to check the time, and thought for a while, "Okay, let's go to the detective agency first."

"Want to go to where Dad works?" Wen Ye held Zhong Ye's hand enthusiastically, "Shall I prepare a meeting gift for Dad's colleagues?"

"No need." Zhong Ye rubbed the little guy's head, "I'm not as tall as my waist, what kind of gift are you planning for a meeting?"

Mr. Ranpo, who was holding Wen Ye's other hand, tilted his head, thought for a few seconds, and nodded decisively in agreement, "Yeah, Wen Ye is still a child, so they should be the ones who prepared a meeting gift for you? But— -ah!"

Luanbu looked at Zhongye, "Hey, Zhongye, have you told everyone about Wenye?"

"Eh?" Zhongya paused, "Mr. Ranpo didn't tell everyone?"

"I didn't say anything." Every day I played with Xiaowen and shook my head, confidently, "I'm in the state of running away from home." How could I contact you specially?

Nakahara was also stunned for a few seconds, put one hand on his lips, frowned and thought, "Really, but that doesn't matter, right? Since Mr. Ranpo didn't say anything, I will introduce Wenye directly to you later. Is that all right?"

"That's right." Ranbu felt that there was no problem, and nodded again.

Anyway, he is not a dangerous person, just a child formed by separating a part of his middle ability.

"By the way, Dazai shouldn't be here, right?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also remembered a very important thing, his steps stopped, his eyes suddenly darkened a bit, it is not right to say that he is disgusted, it should be more about the entanglement of wanting to get closer but not wanting to meet each other feel.

Such feelings are real, but contradictions also exist.

"Too bad, I was so busy attending classes and taking care of the two of you every day that I forgot about arguing with Dazai for a while." He covered his forehead with a headache and said to himself.

"Well... I don't know about this, there is a high probability that he is not here."

Luanbu murmured, "That guy is skipping work more and more often. At this time, there is a 90.00% probability that he is not here."

"That bastard." Zhong also snorted, his eyelids drooped slightly, his expression a bit fierce.

Xiaowen also took his father's hand and looked up for a while.

Dazai is...who?

Wen Ye murmured in his heart: Dad doesn't seem to like the other party's appearance very much, he has never seen his father's expression like this.

Luanbu is not too worried about bouncing around.

Wen also stood in the middle, holding the hands of two adults on one left and one on the right.The three of them walked towards the detective agency together.

not far away.

The black-haired man with black-haired kite eyes was wearing a sand-colored windbreaker, looking at the backs of the three from a distance.

It wasn't until he could no longer see him that the man casually turned around and left in the opposite direction.

The author has something to say: There are always people asking Wen Ye’s question in the comments. In fact, I don’t really want to answer it, but it seems that more than one person asked. Although it is suspected of being a spoiler, um...but I will briefly explain it:

Q1: Can Dazai get in touch with Bunya?

A1: Yes, Wenya is now in the same state as Chuya. It is set that the energy separated from Chuya’s body forms a new humanoid restraint device. That is to say, Wenya is the same as Chuya, both of which are made of human shells Wrapped with energy, Dazai only touches the human shell when he touches the text, and the energy will be confined in the shell and cannot overflow (that is, he cannot use abilities.)

Q2: If Wen Ye looks exactly the same as Chu Ye, what should Wen Ye do when he grows up?Will there be two Dazhongye?

A2: No, the growth experiences of Chuya and Wenye are completely different, and there will be no two people who are exactly the same.Preferences, body shape, height, personality, all will be different due to different environments, and the most important thing is - Wen in this form in the original outline has no chance to grow up at all, and there are no two identical Dazhongye. (Not dead, spoilers to this extent at most.)

Ah, I just remembered that today is the Lantern Festival after seeing the comments (I don’t celebrate the festival_(:з)∠)_

Happy Lantern Festival to everyone, mua!