After falling in love with human dementia

Chapter 5

"Mr. Dazai, I... I just heard about what happened to you before, and knew that Minegishi-kun helped you, so I came here to thank him. A's eyes were red, "I didn't mean to disturb your friend . "

There were three people present, the delicate girl covering her face, tears streaming down her face, but none of the remaining two big men wanted to comfort her.

The two looked at son A, one absent-minded, the other amazed.

"How does she know who I am? Also, are all girls able to shed tears like this?" Minegishi looked at A son in surprise, who hadn't stopped crying since the beginning, "It's not right, The girls I knew before didn't look like this, did they?"

"It may be the difference between human bodies, just like some people are born with good physical strength, while others have poor physical strength." The system speculated.

"No no no." Minegishi shook his head and sighed, "It seems that you still don't understand the complexity of human beings enough, System."

system:"?"

"So, as expected, you made her cry." Dazai never took his eyes off Nagisa.

"Well... If you want to say that she cried, it seems that it has something to do with me." After all, the source is indeed because of his sentence, which was accidentally shouted out.

He just didn't expect that this woman could cry so much.

"A son is my friend, and if you offend her, it is equivalent to offending me." Dazai's expression was light, but his eyes were bright as if he had caught something to use against Nagisa, "Counting the previous time, this has already Is it the second time?"

"It's really not like that!" Before Minegishi could answer, A Zi rushed forward, crying and explaining as if adding fuel to the fire, "We were a little unhappy just now, but it's all over now!"

"Miura." Dazai frowned, and avoided Azi's movements without a trace.He stretched out his hand to summon a subordinate, and said, "Take son A back first, I have something to talk to him about."

The subordinate nodded, and in the dim light revealed a slightly familiar silhouette of Nagisa Minegishi, which was one of the two muscular men in suits who blatantly stopped him at the school gate before.

"Miss A, please come with me."

"But I..." Azi glanced at Dazai hesitantly, but got no response, and finally had no choice but to follow Miura and leave.

Only Minegishi and Dazai remained.

The dance music in the bar started to play loudly without knowing what, and the noise and laughter of the male and female guests were everywhere, but all this didn't seem to affect the two of them at all.

The air was so quiet that it was as if the pause button had been pressed. After a long time, Nagisa Minegishi heard the man in front of him say, "You bumped into me twice in a row, Mr. Minegishi, it's hard for me to suspect that you are approaching me on purpose. gone."

One of them stood on the platform and the other stood below.Minegishi had to lower his head slightly when speaking to be able to talk to people normally, "I think you should switch the subject and object. It's not that I bump into you, but that you always appear in front of me."

"I asked the owner of this bar, and he told me that you just came here to work." Under the flickering lights, Dazai's eyes flickered, "I never went backstage two days ago. You, who passed by, just went there last night, and you just met me."

He stepped forward: "Do you think I will still believe that this is a coincidence?"

"So what do you want to do?"

Dazai's hands were propped on the edge of the table, obviously he was in a slightly lower place, and he was the one who needed to look up, but his imposing manner seemed to be condescending.He grabbed Minegishi by the neck and dragged him to a place where he was at eye level, "Since you want to get close to me so much, then I will give you this chance."

"From now on, you don't have to work in the bar, just stay with me."

*

Minegishi was fired on the fourth day of being hired by the bar. This should be the shortest part-time job in all his part-time work experience.It's just that instead, he got another salary with a higher salary.

To be a babysitter.

Although the name is a bit ugly, the salary that Osamu Dazai gave him was too high, which was already three times what he paid as a DJ.

Minegishi was shamefully moved.

What's more, this was the result he expected.

That night, Nagisa Minegishi was asked by Dazai to follow him to his villa in the suburbs.Dazai's house is not what most people imagined. There are a lot of servants and housekeepers. If you walk two or three steps, you can see someone bowing and bowing.On the contrary, although it is very large here, there are basically no shadows of people.

Minegishi only found out later that Dazai actually didn't like having too many people going back and forth in his home.Normally cleaning is only done every two or three days, and they leave after tidying up. As for the housekeeper and chef, they have never been there before.

He likes the decoration style of Dazai Villa very much, which is simple yet fashionable, which is especially in line with his imagination of his future home.There is also a black grand piano in the living room, which is so clean that there is no trace of dust.

Minegishi stood there and took a few more glances.

"It's a Bösendorfer from Austria. I forgot how many years ago. Anyway, if you sell you, you can't get back a leg." Dazai's lazy voice sounded behind him, "Suggestion Stay away from it, lest you touch my piano with your hands and feet."

Minegishi looked at him in surprise: "Can you still play the piano?"

"No." Dazai's expression was quite serious, "It was just brought back as an offering, as a display."

"..." That's fine too.

Anyway, you have money, your uncle.

"Let's not talk about the piano, you have your first task after taking office now." Dazai raised his chin, "Over there is the kitchen, I didn't have dinner today, prepare a supper for me."

"……"OK.

You pay my wages, sir.

Minegishi walked into the kitchen in the direction Dazai pointed, and as soon as he entered the door and saw the brand new pots and bowls inside, he suddenly had some ominous premonition.

He hurriedly opened the refrigerator, and as expected, there was nothing in it.He stretched out his hand to explore again, but he didn't feel any cold air.

The refrigerator was not even plugged in!

"Let me tell you—" Nagisa Minegishi held on to the door of the refrigerator, feeling helpless for the first time, "Since you want me to prepare supper, you must at least give me some usable ingredients, right?" Is his refrigerator so empty that he can't even find a root vegetable leaf, is he expected to conjure something edible?

"Ingredients? No one has ever used the kitchen at home, let alone something edible." Dazai sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, and he didn't know what he was doing with his mobile phone in his hand. "You go out and buy some Come back, there is a fruit and vegetable shop in the villa area."

Minegishi walked out of the kitchen after hearing the words, "You asked me to go shopping in the middle of the night? I don't even know where it is, how can I go shopping?"

"Besides, I'm afraid the store has already closed at this time?!"

"That's your business, not mine." Dazai put down his phone and looked at him with his chin propped up. "After taking my money, you should obey me and do what I tell you to do. This is yours." Obligation, Minegishi-kun."

...he endured.

Minegishi took a long breath, and then exhaled slowly, trying to extinguish some of his rising temper.

This is the employer.

This is the employer.

This is the employer.

His salary is still in this man's hands.

His salary is still in this man's hands.

His salary is still in this man's hands.

The power of money is really beyond what ordinary people can imagine.

Minegishi really endured it.

After several times in a row, he calmly opened his eyes, showing an extremely bright smile, "Obey, my lord."

I didn't control it for a while, and the last two words actually brought a bit of gnashing of teeth.

After putting on his clothes and shoes, Nagisa Minegishi did not come out aimlessly. He directly opened the mobile phone navigation to search for nearby fruit and vegetable shops.As for a system in his mind that was volunteering, he completely ignored it.

Fortunately, there is also a 24-hour vegetable and fruit shop in the villa area, which is not too far away.

The built-in navigation of the mobile phone is much easier to use than the system. Minegishi arrived at the vegetable and fruit shop without any detours.The clerk sitting at the door was drowsy, shaking his head, as if he was about to fall off his chair in the next second.

Of course, fresh ingredients are better, so he didn't buy too many things, he just thought about being able to have supper tonight and breakfast tomorrow.

Minegishi has lived alone for a long time, so he needs to know everything, including cooking.It's just that because of the relationship between studying and part-time jobs, Nagisa still orders takeaway food most of the time, so it's impossible to specify how delicious the food should be for him.

This can only be regarded as the level of home cooking, and it must not be able to satisfy Dazai who is used to delicacies from mountains and seas.Dazai tasted the ordinary soup, "The taste is not as good as xxx's miso soup."

Looking through the ordinary dishes again: "I lose my appetite just looking at it."

He put down his chopsticks, with a rather embarrassed expression on his face, "Now I suddenly feel that it was a wrong choice to invite you home."

"You can't even cook well, how can you become an excellent servant in all aspects?"

The way he twitched, he didn't look like an employer, but a bit like he was here to choose a concubine.

I went out to buy vegetables in the middle of the night in winter, and spent half an hour busy making these foods, only to be judged by people as picky and thin.

Minegishi squeezed his fist, and found that sometimes, money is not everything.

The author has something to say:

This incident tells us that even the domineering Zai of the ancient Xiaoyan will have a very subtle feeling of being beaten (.)