Fushiguro Megumi is four or five years old this year, because his father can’t even remember clearly.

Everyone: Daddy!

After contacting the hospital's human resources department and asking Shiji Fushiguro, who works as a nurse and part-time security guard there, we learned that it was indeed him who sent Fushiguro Megumi here.

"There is...another sister at home, and I want to go home. Sister Tsumi will be worried." Fushiguro Megumi said anxiously, her long eyelashes flickering like a small fan, and her fingers nervously grasping the corners of her clothes inadvertently.

The black and white twins each held a little bear and tried to kill with their eyes all the friends who kept it secret from them, and ran to hang out with me at night. Especially the new Fushiguro Megumi.

"Anyway, I have raised one, two, three, four, five, and I don't care if I raise two more, right? Haruwa-san." Ayatsuji Yukito looked at me with a half-smile, "This kind of joy of watching the fun, from the inside

And outside, it spreads out in a twisted way.

Hmm... I turned around and looked at the little ones sitting in rows. They looked a bit like carrots, one squatting in a hole.

Edogawa Ranpo, who was summed up by Ayatsuji Kyouto and sandwiched between 1, 2, 3, 4 and 5 little carrots, expressed his dissatisfaction, "Ranpo-sama is different from them."

Yato tried to join them, squatting among them.

Suddenly I felt suffocated.

How can I raise so many children so that they can all develop morally, intellectually, physically, artistically and physically?

"Hey." Ayatsuji Yukito saw that I had no intention of "abandoning" any of them, so he turned his head and said expressionlessly.

"Xiaocheng will go to elementary school in Yokohama next semester. Neither of you are allowed to hide. It will be too late until next year." I glanced at the black and white twins and Nakahara Chuuya with stern expressions.

Thinking that he was perfect and that going to school was a piece of cake, Edogawa walked around with his hands on his hips and smiled proudly.

Yokohama Shinko Comprehensive Academy is a collective campus that integrates elementary, middle and high schools. It will be officially put into use after the summer vacation.

An integrated school facilitates planning and management, but if the number of students is too large, grouping may easily occur.

Sometimes school is like an isolated island. Bullying and bullying occur on an isolated island, making it difficult for outsiders to detect.

It is also convenient for multiple schools to hold some joint school examinations and compete with each other in a healthy way.

However, it took a year and a half to build the school alone, so we can’t ask for more.

In my heart, I thank all the people who strangled the Yokohama government and tried to get them to cough up money and put it into rebuilding infrastructure.

Thank you, at least I don’t have to do it myself. It would be too ugly to choke someone.

However, there is still more than half a month before I can send these children to school. In other words, I have to take care of these children in this half month.

"A sheep is being driven, and a group of sheep is being herded." I looked blank for a moment, then lowered my head and rubbed Fushiguro Megumi's sea urchin head, which looked a little prickly, "Since Mr. Fushiguro sent you here -" I said

At this point, the corners of my mouth still couldn't help but twitch.

I hope that next time Mr. Fushiguro can give birth to his children in a different way. When I woke up and found that I had more cubs to raise, the pressure suddenly came to this side.

"It means I am still trusted by him." I smiled helplessly. Forget about this kind of trust. Children once regarded their parents as gods in their own world. Such a waste of their children's love for themselves - Mr. Fushiguro would

Regretful.

He obviously has the most precious treasure but doesn't realize it. It's because he hasn't read enough and his brain is not good.

"Being trusted by that guy - I definitely treat you as a little fat sheep, Danna." Yadou groaned, getting angry like a puffer fish.

"Ah, I will make him return the knife he killed me at work." I said quietly, held night classes to strengthen ideological education, and served the people wholeheartedly.

How can you always think about harvesting other people's wool for nothing?

"Mr. Fushiguro is working in Yokohama Hospital all year round. I brought you here to take care of you more conveniently." I knelt down and looked at Fushiguro Megumi's level. I was surprised by this green-eyed child.

I felt a little bit like a homeless person. I cursed in my heart that mercenaries really don't know how to raise children.

"New schools, new companies, new ports will be built here, and people will have a new life."

"The same goes for you, Xiaohui. Are you willing to try and see a new life?" I stretched out my hand to Fushiguro Megumi, palm upward, with a candy on it, "I promise you with a year's worth of candy, it will definitely be

A life full of sweetness.”

"Then can I bring Tsumiki-san with me?" Fushiguro Megumi mustered up the courage to ask.

"Of course, we will pick her up together later." I promised Fushiguro Megumi, holding his hand and going to change out of his cartoon pajamas.

Kosumi and Chuuya's clothes are still a bit too big for Megumi Fushiguro, but it's summer, so wearing short-sleeved shorts is still acceptable.

“It’s really complicated to be slaughtered by Fuhe Shi’er as a good person.” I received a text message from Fuhe Shi’er, a non-starting address message, “I never thought that one day, someone would

My goodness has its own way."

This should obviously be my role setting. It is for me to constantly test the bottom line of other people's kindness and dance like crazy.

"Oh, to put it bluntly, I just treat you like a little fat sheep."

Ayatsuji Yukito said sarcastically, but he was the one who accompanied me to pick up the child. Under the sun, Ayatsuji's blond hair looks very beautiful.

"Why is Mr. Feng still so busy? Shouldn't the work in the hospital be over?" I asked casually. I didn't want an answer. Maybe Fengqiu has a new job.

"Didn't he tell you?" The corners of Ayatsuji Yukito's mouth raised, embarrassed that he had made a special trip just to see the expression on my face, "Teacher Hosoba's new book is about to be published."

The pen name written by Fengqiu Ren is Xie Ye.

Snap.

The candies I had planned to use to coax the children fell on the floor. It looked like a cartoon, but luckily they were all sealed in candy wrappers and would not get dirty. I quickly picked them up.

I looked up and saw Fushiguro Megumi and Tsumiki standing on the second floor corridor looking at us. No matter what, I still smiled and waved hello to them.

"When did it happen?" I asked feebly. I didn't seem to see Feng Qiuren writing.

Yukito Ayatsuji took a good look at the complex emotions on my face that were three parts helpless, three parts ashamed, three parts confused, and the last part numb, like a fan chart. He chuckled with satisfaction and left a sentence, "He is going to re-suspend

When I was at the temple, I visited the abbot alone."

"Ugh." I suddenly covered my face. I didn't dare to think about what Feng Qiuren asked when he went to see the host alone. I finally asked, "When will the new book be officially launched?"

"Today."

"Goooo."

Something seemed to be making a violent cry.

…

Tokyo, a large bookstore

There were many brand new posters and signboards posted outside the bookstore, with conspicuous words written on them.

[When Chunjun stood there, all the wind and rain in the world bypassed his relatives and friends and tilted towards him alone. - Xiaoye]

[Another new book in Mr. Hosoba's "Weird Classmates" series is released! 】

["The Strange Classmate Next Door 4", brand new insights, penetrating words, shocking. 】

The scholar-like elder with gray and white hair looked up at the poster posted outside the store, with a quiet smile on his lips. It gave him a sense of tranquility in the years.

So, Kyogoku Natsuhiko smiled, walked into the bookstore, and happened to pass by a young man about fifteen years old who was holding a new book. The inherently sharp intuition of a villain made Kyogoku Natsuhiko subconsciously turn around to look at the fresh-faced boy.

A handsome young man.

(Do young people these days like to grow long hair to show off themselves?) This was Kyogoku Natsuhiko’s first impression when he saw a boy with long hair.

(I have discernment and like Haru-kun.) When he saw the book in the boy's hand, Kyogoku Natsuhiko nodded with satisfaction before continuing to walk into the bookstore.

The boy who walked out of the bookstore with the book slowly tore open the plastic cover of the new book. Then a ball of flame appeared and swallowed up the plastic paper in an instant. The boy turned the pages of the book with his fingers and continued to read as if nothing had happened.

"Harujun? Haruwa? Yokohama Publishing House...is it originally in Yokohama?" The young man with delicate features and elegant temperament casually tucked the long hair that was blown to his face by the wind behind his ears, revealing a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling all the time.

black eyes.

[I want to walk through the places you have walked, read the books you like to read, taste the food you like... I want to feel your mood, can you get closer?] At a certain moment, the long-haired boy's mood unexpectedly changed

It coincides with Qiu Jun in the book.

Can we make up for the youth that the long-haired boy has never experienced, and get closer to the "Spring King"?

["I don't think so." I saw Chunjun bending his eyes and smiling, and he said: "Everyone has different ideas when they see the same thing. When I see a broken flower in winter, I may associate it with the sense of decay and incompleteness.

Qiu Jun may think of the strength of life."

"It's not that you get closer by doing the same thing, but that you get closer and do the same thing because you want to get closer."

Chunjun smiled and stretched out his hand to me. He seemed to always know what I was confused about and how to give me direction.

】

"Direction...?" The long-haired boy blinked, exuding an innocent and childish air, and continued to turn to the next page, "Speaking of direction, which direction is Yokohama? Do you want to ask for directions?"

He looked back at the crowded bookstore. Many people came to buy the newly released fourth volume of "Weird Classmates".

…

The sales of the fourth part of "The Strange Classmate" are as good as ever.

"'The wind and rain of the world bypass me and tilt towards one person'... that's the opposite." I lay on the table and listened to the guys deliberately reading to me the title of "The Strange Classmate Next Door 4" that had just been released.

"Obviously it was you who let the wind and rain bypass me." I thought so sincerely. If it weren't for such a group of friends, I would never have been able to accomplish anything.

"Mutual success, that's enough." Ayatsuji Yukito said it first, and successfully stopped me. I was really ashamed that I blushed. What achievements have I made?

"The words and sentences used to describe the scenery in it are quite good. You can take them over occasionally to look at them and learn from them." Ayatsuji Yukito said slowly to a few elementary school students.
To be continued...