Every time I go home my wife is in a different world

For Mori Ogai, the decision to marry this foreign wife is more about the background behind the other party.As for the other things... I didn't think about it that much at the beginning, the pressure from Teacher Natsume was too great, and the impact of my wife's beauty was too severe, and the superposition of the two phases had a mental reduction effect.

Of course, it's definitely not good to be filial to your father-in-law to please your father-in-law. Not to mention disgusting, you seem to be very cheap.The most important thing is that what he wants is support rather than restriction. If the other party uses this to extend his hand into Yokohama, he will absolutely refuse to agree.Therefore, it is very important to grasp the speed, and the attitude and mood of the wife will be the bargaining chip that decides everything.

But the marriage is already married, and everything else can be done slowly. He is not in a hurry to boil his wife in warm water.

In contrast, Rimbaud's purpose is much simpler. It is nothing more than to appease the adoptive father and at the same time let the growing son have a father in name, so that he will not have to face isolation and rejection from his peers in the future.

……

The two walked around the food stalls along the small road. If the taste was particularly good, they would pack it up and take it back. If the taste was not good, it would be stuffed into the trash can quietly. Having a common secret can often bring a psychological distance, especially doing something together. Innocuous little bad things.

The summer festival venue is a standard back shape, and the vendors selling snacks are all traditional games at the end of the corner.Many young ladies are standing next to their male companions. As long as the men hit the target with their air guns, there will be endless cheers and applause.

"It's very cheap~ Ten bullets only cost [-] yen, and the doll can be taken away~"

The boss was full of energy to attract business, and deliberately put the box containing air gun bullets under the noses of every passing man.

"Sir? Want to try your luck?"

"Do you want a doll, ma'am?"

Mr. Sen looked at the box in front of him, blinked, and turned to ask his wife who was staring at the civet mask in a daze. Professor Lan Bo heard him and turned to glance at the shelf full of dolls: "Try it? Maybe play one Bring something back to Alice."

When it comes to Alice, you have to be serious.

Mr. Mori stuffed a hundred-yen coin into the boss for a box of ammo.

It will definitely not be defeated, and Rimbaud is well aware of the cunning of this small businessman.The front sight has been manipulated, the so-called "bullets" are also light, and the dolls are deliberately placed so that they are not easy to fall over. Although the distance is very close, the possibility of knocking down with one shot...is really not high.

It's not bad for ordinary people to hit the target.

To get the doll, one must either cheat or be at the professional level like her.

Mr. Mori held up the toy gun in a very standard posture, pulled the trigger handsomely, and then... nothing happened.

"Well... try the feel first." Professor Rimbaud raised his head to save him.

Second shot...nothing happened.Rimbaud couldn't even find the shadow of the bullet on the ground.

"Okay, let's try the distance." Professor Rimbaud began to think about what excuse he should make for the next shot.

The third shot... the bullet scraped a furry Pikachu's tail and hit the backboard.

"Just now, the wind was a bit strong." Professor Rimbaud expressed his understanding, guns and firearms are so difficult to use.

Fourth shot... the bullet grazes Pikachu's ear, and the grinning doll appears to be taunting someone.

On the other hand, a hairy black-haired boy next door knocked down Koda Duck with a single shot.Professor Lan Bo glanced at the bullet that fell on the ground—this kid stuffed something into the plastic shell of the bullet without knowing when, what a master of cheating!

The fifth shot...Mr. Sen directly hit the bullets on the frog seed two places away.

Professor Lan Bo raised his hand and scratched his neck, thinking for a while: "Is the light too bright to dazzle your eyes?"

It doesn't matter if it's accurate or not, as long as the posture is handsome...

It wasn't until the ninth shot that Mr. Mori barely managed to hit Pikachu's belly, and the chubby doll remained motionless.

"Hahahahahaha, not bad, sir, you hit the ball very accurately. Do you want another box of bombs?"

Just such a rookie, the boss dared to sell him a hundred boxes of ammunition.

"Let's have another box, ma'am, I'll just have a look, ah ha ha ha ha ha..." He took a step back in embarrassment and handed the air gun to Rimbaud.

This... For Professor Lan Bo, it is much more difficult to be defeated or hit than to be defeated.She took the air gun with a face full of embarrassment. She just thought about firing a blank bullet indiscriminately to make do with it. She closed her eyes and pulled the trigger at will, and there was a dead silence around her.Immediately afterwards, the sound of textiles falling to the ground came, and it seemed to be a chubby doll, which had been played a few times.

Mori Ogai: "Ah..."

One shot and it's down, ma'am.

Professor Rimbaud: "..."

I fucking closed my eyes and hit it!

There is no need to buy the second box of ammunition, the boss picked up Pikachu and handed it to Rimbaud with a full face of reluctance: "Madam is good at marksmanship~ Welcome to come next time~"

— never again!If the guests are all like you, the business cannot be done!

Rimbaud grabbed the Pikachu doll by its tail, picked it up, and carried it away. After walking impatiently for a while, he stuffed it into Mr. Sen's arms: "It's so hot!"

Long live!Rimbaud actually said she was hot!

"Really? Madame wants a cold drink?" Mr. Sen took the doll and hugged it in his arms with a smile and sighed, "Madam can hit the target with her eyes closed, I'm so envious!"

Looking at the beauty under the lamp, the more she looks, the more beautiful she is, even if she is a little troubled, she is very cute.

Is it because you are afraid that you will lose face?

Mori Ogai never imagined that his new wife, who has been married for less than a year, can use TAC-50 to pick up his dog's head three kilometers away, and even a cheap son can hang him several times with one hand, so flattered that his wife is afraid I hurt my self-esteem.

Maybe Madam is the legendary Ou Huang who is particularly lucky?Ah... yes, she is European.

No, you think too much, she is really annoyed why she killed the target even with her eyes closed.

Of course Rimbaud didn't like cold drinks, he smiled and was thinking of an excuse to refuse, when a loud noise exploded in the sky.

Well, now you don't even need to think about excuses, just stare at the sky in a daze.

The firework show lasted for 10 minutes, and the crowd participating in the summer festival gradually dispersed after 10 minutes.Some went back and forth into the small woods, and some held hands to change places to renew their stalls. Mori Ogai held Pikachu and carried snacks, pulled his wife out of the crowd and walked to the main road, and asked her very considerately if she could still walk around and needed a taxi.

Rimbaud thought it was okay, there were very few taxis that could be called at this time, and it would be better to walk home now than to stand for half an hour and be disappointed.

The two discussed a few words, and sure enough, there was no taxi running on the road, so they turned around and walked slowly towards the community where they lived.

It took 10 minutes longer to get home than to come here. Rimbaud opened the door and saw that Chuya fell unconscious on the sofa in the living room, and Alice sat by the carpet and painted.

"Alice? Wash your hands and eat."

She carried the snacks into the kitchen and put them on a plate. She stretched her head to see that there were two clean and flat takeaway boxes piled up next to the sink. These two small things cooked up fried chicken nuggets and Kanto for dinner...well, anyway Also know how to find something to eat.

Pretending that he didn't see anything, Professor Rimbaud put the plate on the small table next to Alice, walked back and gently patted his son awake: "Chuya, do you want something to eat?"

"Well...don't...sleepy..."

The orange-haired boy turned around while muttering in a daze. She patted his butt with a smile, and walked upstairs before her son jumped up and carried him on her back: "If you don't eat, go back to the bedroom and sleep in the living room." I'll catch a cold tomorrow and my nose won't breathe."

When she went downstairs again, Alice had washed her hands and was sitting at the dining table, holding a small spoon and taking bites of takoyaki. There were a lot of octopus in the meatballs, and they were fresh and springy, quite worthy of the price.

The little girl was full after eating only three pills. Rimbaud took her to the bathroom to wash up. To this, Mr. Sen said... Madam is in such a good shape, no, Madam is so nice!

He can also see the pictures seen by supernatural life forms. Although it is not intentional, he is quite happy to take advantage of this kind of cheapness.

"This is the pajamas I prepared for you a long time ago. Can I change it myself when I go back to my room?"

She sent Alice to her room, and when she opened the door of the master bedroom, she saw Mr. Sen sitting by the small mobile bookshelf and flipping through Hegel's "Philosophy of History".

As soon as he heard the sound, he raised his head, his purple eyes reflected the translucent light like jewels, and there was an inexplicable coquettish and coquettish look between his brows.

"Is Alice asleep?" He put the book in his hand back on the shelf, Rimbaud walked over and stretched out a finger to stroke along the spine of the book: "Sleep, kid, always sleep when you say sleep."

Mr. Mori, who ordered the supernatural life form to "sleep" honestly, looked innocent: "It seems that Alice-chan is also tired from playing, I wonder if I can wake up tomorrow morning!"

"It's okay, just sleep a little longer." She let go of the book, got up and walked past Mr. Sen, who suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist: "Ma'am..."

Being caught without warning, she gave him a sideways glance: "What?"

There was water in the bright brown eyes, which made people feel numb from their bones.

"Ma'am, what do you think?"

He watched her eyes gradually tighten, and Rimbaud leaned on the chair with his strength and looked down at the man: "So...you don't plan to get up tomorrow morning?"

"It depends on whether Madam is willing or not." He spoke softly, but he did not loosen his grip on her wrist.

Miss Professor lowered her body and got closer to her with a slight smile: "What if I don't want to?"

"Then, let me think of a way to ask my wife to agree?"

The brunette brushed her long hair back and knelt on the chair facing him.The two were almost close together, and she laughed suddenly next to him: "Your heart beats too fast."

"It's hard to maintain a steady heart rate when facing Madam." He immediately replied, holding her waist dishonestly with the other hand: "Is it okay, ma'am?"

There's nothing wrong with it, Rimbaud thought about it, and he still had a taste of this man?We're married, so it's not good to leave the legal partner as a display, maybe there will be surprises... What if, maybe?

Wei Liang slid his fingers across the tie and tapped Mori Ogai's Adam's apple lightly. Facing her who was so close at hand, even a well-operated rational machine had no choice but to bow down.

So the whole family didn't get up the next morning.

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