Mori Chef's self-cultivation

I don't know whether to praise Kurihara's camouflage technique is really good, before he opened his mouth to remind, the current director of the orphanage didn't even notice the slightest clue.

The first impression of him is only beautiful.

It was like a lark with bright fur suddenly jumped into his office and sang songs on its own.

No matter how hard-hearted a human being is, it is impossible to feel disgusted. At most, they will drive away with a straight face, and will never shoot to hurt "her".

But once he realized that "she" had a certain necessary connection with "that guy", the man's face turned pale visibly, as if he was strangled by an invisible force, causing him to suffocate to death. Followed by violent ups and downs.

Of course, the little action of subconsciously pressing the pocket did not escape Kurihara Tsuru's eyes.

He was deeply surprised by this: Although he is a guy who uses a cute appearance to cover up his prickly nature, but in fact, he has never caused any substantial harm to the other party, has he?On the contrary, the insensitive appearance of adults is still deeply engraved in his mind.

So, why did the dean act so panicked?really interesting.

"He has already been adopted..."

It seemed that he had managed to adjust his mood, and the man struggled to squeeze out what was obviously an excuse, "For the sake of the confidentiality clause, I can no longer disclose his relevant information to you, please forgive me."

"I can understand, but after all, they are relatives with the same blood. Can you please take me to the room where he lived?" It's much more difficult to deal with, the expression at this moment is really more melancholy and melancholy, imitating the sentimentality of women to the extreme.

The melancholic beauty is indeed irresistible to men.

What's more, he couldn't find any mistakes in the content of what he said. If he vetoed it on the spot, it would only deepen the doubts.

So the current dean hesitated again and again, and finally with a stiff face, he led the "girl" who could be called a time bomb to the children's room to look for the so-called traces of life.

In order to facilitate observation and to show the strangeness of entering this orphanage for the first time, Kurihara deliberately took a step behind and looked around curiously.

As he expected before, almost no one was wandering in the corridors when the meal was approaching. The pitifully small number of staff entered the kitchen early in the morning to help, and the children continued to stay in the public classroom to read books and draw pictures. Indoor activities to pass the time of hunger grinding.

A wisp of thin white flashed into his line of sight.

Unlike the port mafia return version limited to Atsushi Nakajima, the underage version of Atsushi Nakajima in the orphanage is just like the r-card in the game, exuding a weak, pitiful and helpless aura everywhere, and it is easy to be ignored by people— —Even though he has started to grow taller and is a bit out of tune with the younger children around him, there is always a feeling that he should stay here.

Probably because the reed-like thin body is really pitiful.

——Without "myself" by Dunjun's side, I'm afraid he can't fill his stomach with the normal amount of food...

Apparently, the dean didn't lie, that "I" had indeed left the orphanage for a long time.

The pink-haired boy who was touched by the scene instinctively paused, and suddenly had the idea of ​​finding another way to bring his childhood friend out of the fire pit in advance.

Compared to cultivating Atsushi Nakajima as a tool man, Osamu Dazai, the adopter who jumped off the building afterwards, is obviously more reliable.At least, there is no problem in providing life security for Dunjun.

But he can't let the Hong Kong and Black side know, otherwise, according to the leader Mr. Mori's style, he will definitely recruit useful seedlings into the organization in the name of helping and cultivate them, so that they can shine as soon as possible.

From his point of view, Atsushi Nakajima is not suitable for the dangerous inner world at all.

- had to come up with some special method...

While he was thinking about it, he didn't notice that the white-haired boy in a daze suddenly moved his nose, like a wild animal smelling prey, stood up abruptly, and rushed out of the room.

"boom--!"

Because he was too anxious, Nakajima Atsushi didn't know where he got the strength to knock the door so that it collapsed outwards, almost pressing the people outside directly under it, causing an accidental murder.

Fortunately, the pink-haired "girl" dodged in time, took half a step back slightly, and let the fierce wind from the door blow across her cheeks, stirring up the soft hair hanging from her temples.

Just looking at the picture on the side of "her" is quite beautiful, but with the screams of "wow wow wow" after the brutal collision of the future tiger-turned supernatural being, and the embarrassment of falling to the ground along with the door, The whole scene suddenly became funny.

Kurihara Wataru, who didn't pull Faxiao out of the tragedy in time, couldn't help but look at the sky silently.

——Well, he is now a weak girl, how can he hug a man with one hand?Even minors should be treated the same way!

The little devil who successfully found a good reason raised a healing smile, leaned over and stretched out a hand of friendship to the white-haired boy who couldn't recover for a while, and kindly gestured: "Do you feel hurt from falling, please stand up quickly?"

"Hug, sorry..."

Atsushi Nakajima apologized instinctively, hardly daring to look him in the eyes, let alone stand up with his hands, and now he jumped up quickly, with his head down and continued to speak softly, "I, I don't know What's going on, the body suddenly moved on its own, I'm really sorry!"

Perhaps it is the double addition of nature and experience that caused him to be trembling every day, like a small animal ready to escape at any time, wishing to stay in the cave forever.

But he had to face the crowd, so he developed a habit of flattering, no matter what happened, he would immediately bow and apologize, so soft that he was unreasonable.

Putting it on a woman's body may cause others to be born out of pity and pity, but as a growing man, this has become an element that induces bullying, it is almost like writing "Come and bully me" on the face As prominent as the door.

We should be glad Kurihara is not the type to show bad nature by bullying the weak, otherwise, with his temper, it would be more than a simple tease, and it would be an extremely simple matter to quietly kill the little tiger accompanying him.

——Without Dun-jun, how could those self-righteous adults find him.

In the past, he also had a dangerous thought for a moment, but when he saw the white-haired boy curled up next to him soundly sleeping, he sighed and dismissed it.

But at this moment, he was accidentally brought here a few years older than Atsushi Nakajima. He not only possesses powerful supernatural powers, but also has greatly sharpened his character. It is far more difficult to create a safe haven for him than to lift his hands. Simple.

So he smiled, his attitude became more gentle, and he patiently comforted him: "It's okay, you don't have to be afraid, I didn't mean to blame you."

"Eh? Really, really..."

The white-haired boy who has not received warmth all year round still refuses to raise his head, subconsciously confiding formulaic words in his mouth: "You are such a good person, I don't know how to thank you for your tolerance—huh?!"

Before he finished speaking, a finger gently pressed against his constantly opening and closing lips, stopping his subsequent compliments.

Atsushi Nakajima raised his face like a frightened bird, and it turned out that he was facing the "girl"'s overly delicate and beautiful face at close range, and he could almost count "her" eyelashes.

The panic in his heart reached its peak within a second, making his heart beat wildly, as if it was about to jump out of his throat in the next second.

"It's boring to talk too much. To tell you the truth, I came here today to find a child... Do you know Kurihara?" The soft lips in front of him kept opening and closing, with a graceful and tactful expression The tone of voice called that name softly, and one couldn't help but envy the few syllables that were put between the lips and teeth.

He froze for a moment, then shook his head helplessly under the expectant eyes of the other party, and actually denied it.

The smile of Kurihara Tsuru, who was thrown into unknown territory by his childhood friend, gradually disappeared.

What's even more exasperating is that when he put down the finger that was used to block the way, the other party dared to make an additional explanation, carefully stabbing a knife in his heart, "A name that I have never heard of... Are you looking for Wrong place, there are, there are several orphanages around here."

But the dean who was in charge of receiving him just now clearly had a great reaction to the name "Kurihara Wataru".

In other words, is Atsushi Nakajima lying?But such a lie is meaningless.

"The population of the orphanage is too mobile, so it's normal for him not to know Kurihara."

The dean, who was talking nonsense with his eyes open, helped cover up the loopholes, and his expression was much more relaxed than before. He had obviously sorted out his mentality, and he was even able to mobilize his usual strict facial features into a gentle expression. It was the first time he showed his expression to the white-haired boy. Satisfied expression, "Nakajima, don't think too much, go to eat, I will receive the guests."

The little tiger who was accustomed to his sarcastic remarks tried hard to suppress the look of seeing a ghost, hurried to the dining room, and left the silent pink-haired boy behind.

The little devil, who has been in control of the situation all year round, encountered Waterloo, how can he be in a good mood, and now he can't control his tone, and picks the words of the man next to him aggressively, "Mobility? With all due respect, this orphanage It does not take advantage of the terrain, and the furnishings in the house are obviously full of antiquatedness. The fish raised in the fountain and the fruits and vegetables grown in the backyard together prove that you have not received relief from the outside world for a while. Just ask, how many people are willing to come here to adopt Where's the kid?"

"I think there are at most one or two children who leave every week. According to Nakajima-kun's age and familiarity with the orphanage, he definitely didn't come here in recent weeks."

"What are you covering up, Mr. Dean?"

He approached step by step the white-robed man who didn't know how to defend against the machine-gun continuous attack on his inner defense line, and then grabbed his right hand that was reflexively blocking the pocket, and asked the most critical question: "——Who are you listening to?" order?"

Those brilliant blue eyes, which often have a warm tone that confuses people's hearts, are now looking directly at the person in front of him with incomparable sharpness, almost cutting him open.