Chapter 193 Sacrifice Dazai Osamu

Accompanied by the sound of a wheelchair rolling and a muffled cough.

A man in a black suit was pushed in by bodyguards.

Mild temperament, worried look.

Typical good parent.

“Uncle.” Tsushima Shuji looked at him while holding the cup.

started again.

Oba Haruhiko came to him and looked at the wet-haired boy wrapped in the orange blanket, and the girl beside him also wrapped in the blanket, and almost laughed.

“Cough cough…” He coughed to cover up his smile.

Signaled the bodyguard to record their poor appearance.

“What happened, Shuji, why did you show up at the police station with Miss Mochizuki…” He stretched out his hand and touched the boy’s head across the blanket.

After successfully ruffling the other party’s hair, he retracted his hand in satisfaction.

Tsushima Shuji: …I will endure.

“Hello, you are the guardian of these two children.” A police lady asked.

“Yes.” Haruhiko Oba nodded.

The police lady looked at the other party sitting in a wheelchair, but she was still a black-haired man with outstanding temperament and a gentle appearance.

Then he looked at the boy with black hair and kite eyes, and the girl with black hair and black eyes.

The three were identified as a family.

“I’m just asking why your child fell into the water…” the police lady said politely.

“This question… I’m also curious.” Haruhiko Oba paused for a moment, then chuckled.

“Can Shuji tell us?” He threw the question to Tsushima Shuji.

Tsushima Shuji: Let me think about how to make it up.jpg

He looked at Izayoi Mochizuki.

Izayoi Mochizuki also looked at him.

The two exchanged eye contact.

Tsushima Shuji: What if you accidentally fell and I jumped to save you?

Izayoi Mochizuki: Why am I not the one who saves people?

Tsushima Shuji: Then I accidentally fell, so you can just jump down to save me.

Izayoi Mochizuki: Then everyone will probably think that my feelings for you are not ordinary…

Tsushima Shuji: Maybe.

Izayoi Mochizuki: Why can’t we say that we committed suicide and jumped into the river?

Tsushima Shuji: Then we may appear in a mental hospital in the next second.

Izayoi Mochizuki was silent for a moment, then nodded: Then save me.

Tsushima Shuji: Don’t worry, watch me perform.jpg

“Because…Miss Mochizuki accidentally fell off.” The black-haired boy held a cup in his hand, his body was wrapped in a blanket, his eyes were gentle and sympathetic.

“It’s not time for her to return to heaven.” He smiled lightly and contentedly.

People who commit suicide cannot go to heaven.

Izayoi Mochizuki: …Although I know that I can’t go to heaven, I still can’t accept what you say.

How did I survive.

“Did you follow her to save her?” the police lady asked.

Sweeping the bandage on the other party’s body without a trace.

This kid is too kind.

“Ah.” The young man responded as if it were a matter of course.

Tsushima Shuji: I am so kind! /Full of confidence

“Okay, we understand the situation here.” The police lady put away the pen and paper.

“Little young master, next time you encounter such a situation, don’t go down to save people easily, remember to call the police.” When he came to Tsushima Shuji, he was full of love and affection.

“Your safety is just as important,” she said.

“…I see.” The boy blinked.

Tsushima Shuji: Have the courage to admit mistakes, never repent, and dare next time, hehe~

Izayoi Mochizuki was silent, like an autistic girl.

“Be careful next time, girl.” The police lady told her.

Izayoi Mochizuki nodded and said nothing.

Next time, be careful to find a time and place where no one is there.

“Okay, go home early, I hope I won’t see you again.” The police lady said.

“Let’s go, Xiuzhi.” Oba Haruhiko greeted.

“Okay.” Tsushima Shuji put the blanket and paper cup away and stood up.

Izayoi Mochizuki and him left the police station behind Haruhiko Oba.

“Fortunately, no passers-by recognized you, otherwise the two of you might be in the news.” Haruhiko Oba teased.

“After all, the two of you are quite famous recently.”

Tsushima Shuji and Izayoi Mochizuki looked at each other.

“I don’t really mind…” Tsushima Shuji said.

“It doesn’t matter.” Izayoi Mochizuki’s tone was calm.

“Is that so.” Haruhiko Oba nodded.

Then it doesn’t matter.

…

The next day, the two were on the news as expected.

Front page headlines.

[Stories that the young masters of Aland Corporation and talented writers have to tell…]

[Archery genius and beautiful girl writer? 】

[The two of them actually fell into the water at the same time, why…]

[The talented and beautiful girl writer Izayoi Mochizuki is actually the illegitimate daughter of the director of Elland? 】

[Aland Director Otei Haruhiko has to say…]

Izayoi Mochizuki was successfully blocked in the hotel.

“Excuse me, what is the relationship between Miss Mochizuki and Young Master Ailand?”

“Excuse me, is Mr. Haruhiko Oba really your father?”

“Excuse me…”

Sixteen Night Mochizuki:…

“know.”

“no.”

“Not in love.”

The black-haired and black-eyed girl had a calm expression, with a unique artistic spirit and melancholy between her eyebrows and eyes.

And Tsushima Shuji, who had been prepared for a long time, did not go out at all.

Shuji Tsushima: As witty as I am

“Xiuzhi.” Oba Haruhiko knocked on the door.

Knocked three times, still no one responded.

He pushed open the door.

Tsushima Shuji was lying on the bed with a quilt and playing games.

Seeing him come in, he just glanced at him and continued to lower his head to play.

“Has Xiuji watched the news?” Oba Haruhiko didn’t care, just asked the wheelchair to stop at the door.

“No.” Tsushima Shuji said confidently with his eyes closed.

What a good news to know.

“The news said that you and Miss Mochizuki have an extraordinary relationship…” Haruhiko Oba said quietly.

“Really? Hmm-” Tsushima Shuji touched his chin with one hand and closed his eyes as he thought.

“It’s really not an ordinary relationship.” He nodded confidently.

After all, it was fished up from the same river.

Haruhiko Oba:…

“They also said that Miss Mochizuki is the daughter of Haruhiko Oba.” He sounded helpless as if he was joking.

Tsushima Shuji raised his head and looked at him.

“Black hair.” Tsushima Shuji pointed to his hair.

“Black eyes.” He pointed at Haruhiko Oba.

“It’s exactly the same as Miss Mochizuki, isn’t it normal to be misunderstood?” Tsushima Shuji took a natural tone.

Does the appearance you choose have anything to do with me? /Be confident.

“Is Xiuzhi really unclear?” Oba Haruhiko seemed to sigh.

“I don’t know.” Tsushima Shuji resolutely said.

Don’t admit, don’t admit, don’t admit.

Just don’t admit it.

How can you take me~

“The doctor said that Xiuzhi’s health is not good, and he should eat less food such as crab meat. It seems that it can no longer be on the table…” Oba Haruhiko shook his head regretfully.

Tsushima Shuji: ?

As expected of you, actually using this method, **** it.

Do you think I’ll give in?

“I did it.” Tsushima Shuji admitted happily.

What if you admit it?

How can you take me~

a little bit~

“Since Shuji has admitted~www.readmtl.com~ then it’s fine.” Haruhiko Oba said tolerantly.

“As long as you are happy with Xiuzhi,” he said gently.

The next second, the boy on the bed was already aiming a gun at him.

“As long as I’m happy, it doesn’t matter if I kill Haruhiko Oba.” The corners of his mouth rose and his eyes darkened.

Haruhiko Oba, who was pointed at the gun, smiled.

The hands that give up resistance are spread out.

“Of course,” he said.

The two looked at each other silently.

“whispering sound-”

“It’s boring.”