Oba Hazo's Time Traveling

"The so-called male concubine, how should I put it, is a general term for men who live on women like dodders and have nothing to do. No matter what they do, they need the help of imposing women. If they don't serve them with trepidation and care, even the most Basic life can no longer be maintained."

"But if it is to live independently, I lack the courage."

"I can't disobey Akiko no matter what."

"Even to her, I'm just an impromptu adoption, a poor stray cat."

……

Yosano Akiko rarely meets weak men.

No matter how short and slender the body is, society will always give men a general character, which may be really strong, or strong on the outside but strong on the outside.Yosano Akiko has never seen the pure weakness that needs to rely on others to survive.

But when she took out a can of beer from the refrigerator and pushed open the door of Ye Zang's room, she always felt that the quiet man with slightly drooping eyelids lying between the soft and fluffy duvet could only use the word "weak" to describe.

Not to mention that he still has jagged butterfly bones.

She knocked on the door and went in after getting the promise. A Ye didn't get up, so she curled up on the bed.

Akiko said, "I won't come in."

Ye Zang said, "Please come in, this is your home."

Akiko could only come in and stand by the bed.

The latex mattress was deeply sunken, only then did Akiko realize that the bed in this guest room was so soft, it seemed that with a little more effort, feathers would flutter up.

She raised the cigarette case in her hand and said, "Do you mind?"

She saw Ye Zang smoking.

Ye Zang didn't even get up, and said with a movement buried deep in the quilt:

"Ah, it's okay, please do yourself."

There is Ye Zang's cigarette case beside the bed, which is sweet and greasy perfume cigarettes.

His fluffy black hair was exposed, and the snow-white earlobes hidden in the hair could be vaguely seen, and there were some moles on the earlobes.

The lingering smoke spread, and she said vaguely: "You said before, what is it like to have someone who wants to hide?"

"He..." Ye Zang hesitated, "He looks exactly like me."

"Maybe younger than me."

'All right. ' Akiko thought, 'he is avoiding his younger brother. '

"Are you still in school?"

"No, it should be working in the mafia."

"Port Mafia?"

"Um……"

Jing Zi said: "Then it doesn't matter."

"My club and the mafia are at odds. You know the city of Yokohama. The military and police are separated from Mafia. Their activities are in the rented area, and they don't have much say in the city."

"Just be careful when you go out and you don't have to worry."

"Well," Ye Zang said, "that's what I thought."

It seemed impossible to keep him at home every day.

You see, the border of the Kohoku District where Tomoshiya is located is barely under the jurisdiction of the port mafia, but he has been wandering there for several days without incident.

Akiko asked, "What do you want?"

Ye Zang thought in his heart: Isn't this dialogue the characteristic of male concubines?

But Jingzi, she's not like those women, she doesn't want anything, as long as Ye Zang stays at home and does housework pleasingly.

But he is definitely not a servant. In the end, it can only be classified as Akiko's kindness and brought him back to Yokohama from Tokyo.

'I am less useful than a male concubine. '

Ye Zang was terrified.

This panic made him try harder to please Akiko.

He said almost obsequiously: "Jingzi said she would buy clothes for me."

Frowning with Akiko Yosano, she was not the kind of ordinary woman who would take into account his fragile self-esteem and keep boasting, so she said bluntly: "No, it's not that kind, I'm talking about what you want. "

She suddenly remembered and said: "You said you are a painter, right? In that case, don't you need a brush? There is also a digital board or something."

If Ye Zang said so, he could even enroll him in a studio private school.

"There is still a spare room at home, you can find a better lighting and arrange it as a studio."

Akiko said indifferently.

"So..." Ye Zang shrank his head, he subconsciously wanted to hide himself, "Then I want to buy brushes, easels, books, and..."

"and also?"

"Also, can you give me the money directly?"

Jingzi didn't even ask him what he wanted the money for, nor how much he wanted, and said indifferently, "Okay, I'll give you a bank card later, the one without a password."

She secretly thought about what Ye Zang wanted money for, to support her younger brother, no, he was not that kind of man, maybe he just wanted to buy something.

……

The Armed Detective Agency has no work today, so Akiko doesn't have to go to Wanxiangtang.

That being said, if there is a temporary case, she still has to make a trip.

She knew which shopping malls were invested by the mafia, so she took Ye Zang directly to the shopping mall with an innocent background. Neither the military nor the police were able to intervene. With the re-division of world power after the war, the development of local Japanese companies was constrained everywhere.

She didn't use those cheap brands to fool people, one is that there is no shortage of money at all, and the other is that Ye Zang, who exudes a Chinese style all over his body, or a rich young master, doesn't look like he is in the middle of nowhere .

It would be like humiliating him if he didn't pile up exquisite costumes on him.

For Akiko, it has another meaning.

If she was more feminine and younger, she would definitely match various hairstyles and sew clothes for her beloved doll, and the same is true for dressing up Ye Zang.

"Is there a brand you often wear?"

"No, I don't pick those."

"That style?"

Ye Zang thought, if you talk casually, even gods will be impatient, not to mention Akiko has never been a patient person, so you have to be careful when talking to her.

So he said, "If possible, I would like a Western-style suit."

Hibaku kimono and the like, I don't want to wear it anymore.

Akiko likes decisive dialogue: "Understood."

There are many kinds of western clothes, suits are western clothes, shirts are also trench coats, and Akiko is a woman or a single woman. Of course, she is not familiar with men's clothing brands, but she knows that the clothes on the "international famous brand" floor are expensive enough and have a sense of design .

She thinks she still has a set of aesthetics.

……

Sayaka has a decent job as a teller in a department store.

If it was before the war, when the Japanese economy was booming, only graduates from third-rate universities would regard tellers as their lifelong careers. Only a diploma from the Department of Foreign Languages ​​of Dongda University is required for this job.

I heard that there are many foreigners in Yokohama. Proficiency in English is the most basic, and it is best to dabble in French, Italian, and Spanish.

She stood at the door with her usual formulaic and sweet smile, waiting for the next guest, but she didn't want to meet this strange pair.

No, it's not very strange. There are also rich women in this country who will bring their beloved boyfriends to shop, but this young couple is too young and their looks are too good-looking.

For a moment, she didn't know whether to admire Akiko's magnificence, or Ye Zang's obscene beauty.

Akiko asked, "Do you have any favorite clothes?"

Ye Zang: "I'm not very good at choosing..."

Akiko sighed, there were not many people in the department store, but when Ye Zang was in the center of the vortex of the crowd, the discomfort hidden in his body was revealed, so that his smile became more perfect.

She realized that what the other party said about "not being good at choosing" was true, so she took over the work and said, "This one, this one, and this one," she casually pointed to a row of clothes and said, "The size..."

Sayaka said softly: "This gentleman has slender bones, size 36 should be enough."

"Yes, then try it."

Ye hid into the fitting room, Sayaka carefully hung the clothes on the open hanger, and others brought cold sparkling water for Akiko, she unscrewed the lid, and looked at the bubbles constantly gushing upwards through the green cup wall.

After a while, Ye Zang came out, still with that fragile smile on his face, and asked lovingly: "Akiko, Akiko, do I look good in it?"

Akiko fixed her gaze on his body and said firmly, "It looks good."

It's gorgeous.

……

The doors and windows of the store are all transparent, and Ango Sakaguchi in a black suit hurried past.

Below the department store is a street of jewelry and antiques. He walked fast, as if he was in a hurry, and his round glasses couldn't hide the tiredness on his face.

Ango Sakaguchi heard the sound of praise coming from not far away, it seemed that someone was trying on clothes, but he was really too busy, he didn't even have time to look at the scenery on both sides.

In the following time, he completed three transactions, and dragged his tired body to Lupine when the moon was on the branch.

I didn't want to but saw a rare spectacle.

Osamu Dazai complained loudly with puffy cheeks: "Really, Oda Saku, how could you not tell me that he lives in your house!"

"I've never lived" was written all over his face.

Without giving Oda a chance to defend himself, he crackled and attacked: "Do you know how sad I am, I finally found his clues from that stubborn woman, and ran to Miss Liangzi's tavern excitedly."

"The reason she said is really evasive, not to mention the pale excuse and flickering eyes. In order to know who 'that me' left with, I can only order a glass of wine, sit silently, and observe Everyone who came to the tavern, it took so much time."

The more he spoke, the more resentful he became, and his voice suddenly raised his voice: "Who knew that he left with you! After all, why did Oda Tsukuru keep such an unknown person!"

Odasaku: "Ah, I can't say it's an unknown person, I thought it was your brother Dazai at first."

Ango Sakaguchi finally figured it out: "In other words, the Dazai from the parallel world actually lives in your place?"

His eyes were full of sympathy: "It's really hard work, Odasaku."

"No, no."

Odasaku thought for a while, and finally found a suitable adjective: "It's not troublesome."

"He's at home, like a wife."

Do some housework or something.

No hassle at all.