[Wen Hao] I worked hard to restore the health of the protagonist group

two weeks later

Under the cover of night, the door of the Japanese restaurant was pushed open, and a man in a windbreaker walked in lazily.

"A senior official from the Ministry of Internal Affairs is drinking alone in a tavern like this~"

Sitting opposite the bald man, he was very familiar with the man, shaking a bottle of wine in his hand, with a sly smile on his face, "You are so lonely, Chief Farmer."

Taneda's eyes slightly opened, "You are..."

Dazai Osamu poured wine into Taneda's glass first, "Come on, drink, drink."

Zhongtian looked at the full wine glass in his hand, drank it all, and said indifferently, "I heard that you disappeared a while ago."

Dazai Osamu smiled, but in his heart he was thinking about the torture he had gone through in the past two weeks. In order to apply for a visa for Xie Shuyi, an illegal immigrant, and to apply for death certificates for two living people, he was very busy.

"I'm planning to change jobs and I'm looking for a job."

Although he thought that in his heart, he did not show it on the surface. Facing the man who might become his future boss, Dazai Osamu was very good-tempered.

"Do you have any good places to recommend?" Dazai Osamu asked with a smile.

"If you are interested in the Special Service Department..." Taneda poured himself another glass of wine, but was interrupted by Dazai Osamu before he could finish his words.

"Forget it. I'm not suited to a place with too many rules."

Mr. Zhong Tian seemed a little annoyed by the question, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Then where do you want to go?"

Dazai Osamu smiled, "Where I can help others."

Taneda Shin was obviously stunned for a moment, and then began to think hard.

After drinking a glass of sake and looking at Dazai Osamu's smiling face, Mr. Taneda suddenly felt that the wine was not so fragrant.

"I have a lot of questions for you. You have too many stains. You need to stay undercover for at least two years to clear your record. But there are still good places to go."

Mr. Taneda had a smirk on his face, and it was obvious that he had already chosen a place for Dazai Osamu.

"I'd like to hear more about it."

The folding fan from Mr. Taneda's sleeve was taken out and then put to his mouth. Dazai Osamu spoke cautiously, as if he was telling some shocking secret.

"This is an armed organization that is full of people with special abilities. The local government handles some gray areas and settles troubles. The president is a reasonable person. Maybe he can suit your taste."

Dazai Osamu was not interested in his introduction and still had a faint smile on his face. He only cared about one question.

“Does this job help other people?”

Odasaku went to the airport carrying a lot of bags, and Jie Shuyi followed behind with a sour face.

He was holding a child in one hand, and on his shoulder, a man was laughing and holding a toy plane.

Xingjie sat on his shoulder, as if afraid of falling, and one hand was holding Li Shuyi's hair.

Xie Shuyi was almost in tears because of being pulled. If it were someone else, he would have been ripped out of the heart and sent to hell, but the person sitting on his head was a little ancestor.

"Hey! Uncle! Please take care of this!"

Four years later

In a small seaside town in Country A, a handsome and gentle boy in a wooden house was struggling with a child on the bed.

"It's time to get up, Kosuke! We're going to be late!"

Perhaps because he has been exposed to the sun for many years without wearing sunscreen, his originally fair skin has taken on a slightly tan color, making him look a lot healthier.

The soft, long black hair on his head adds a touch of gentleness to his temperament.

But at this moment, the face of this good-looking boy was distorted, and he had to use a lot of strength in his hands to take the child out of the quilt.

Then he hit Yukisuke's butt hard.

"Snapped--"

With a loud bang, the boy who had been squirming and struggling in the last second suddenly froze there, followed by a very loud cry.

Such a farce was performed almost every day. Odasaku took Yukisuke out of Jie Shuyi's arms with ease, then threw the clothes he should wear today on Yukisuke, picked up the child by the neck, and carried him to the dining table.

Xie Shuyi looked at this scene and shook his head helplessly. For him, who didn't know how to take care of children, even though he had four years of experience, getting up early every day still gave him a headache.

Just as he was thinking about how to wake up the remaining four children, four dolls appeared in front of him, fully dressed.

"Brother Shuyi! Good morning!"

An hour later, after finally sending the four children to school, Xie Shuyi dragged his tired body back home. Odasaku was leisurely lying on a recliner at the door, enjoying the sun and feeling the beautiful spring time.

Xie Shuyi was so angry that he ran up to the old man and punched him on the head.

"Hey! Why do I have to send the kids off every morning? I'm a child too. As a parent, shouldn't you reflect on this?"

"You don't understand. I want to write books to earn money and support you." Odasaku turned over nonchalantly and continued to sunbathe.

"Hey! It's obviously laziness!" Xie Shuyi roared, but the uncle just picked his ears without any reaction.

Xie Shuyi ruffled his hair anxiously, and then returned to his room angrily.

When life returned to normal, Odasaku not only allowed his five children to settle down in Country A, but Xie Shuyi also successfully started school.

As a master's student with memories of his past life, Xie Shuyi's grades improved by leaps and bounds. While other students were still struggling to study, he had already received invitation letters for admission from many schools.

In this regard, Xie Shuyi still plans to ask his uncle for his opinion.

"Huh? You're going to college?" Odasaku's tone was full of surprise.

Xie Shuyi couldn't help but punch him again.

"Hey! Can you be serious?"

There was another round of chaos. When the war in the house ended, the two men with bruised faces and noses sat in different corners of the room.

"So your choices now are ** University, ** University and RB University, right?" (I'm just too lazy to think of names, so I'll just give a quick summary.)

"Ah."

"None of them are in Country A. Do you have a favorite school?"

"No."

"Is there a country where you have friends you know?"

"..."

Odasaku suddenly took out one of the admission notices and said, "Come to think of it, I haven't been back here for a long time. Do you want to go back and see old friends? Okay, it's decided. Let's take this."

Xie Shuyi walked over from another corner, stuck his head out and looked at the admission letter in the uncle's hand.

"Huh? Going to this school?!" There was undisguised surprise in his tone.

Of course, Xie Shuyi had no reason to refuse the uncle. For him, it was the same wherever he went.

A month later, Xie Shuyi boarded a plane to Yokohama, Country R.