Miss Hardcore Love Daily

Miss Wan Yin's skill tree for being forced to be a locksmith has not been lit up.

On the contrary, she refused the other party justly, and exchanged the other party's 'EX-curry stick' with the real key without stealing the bell.

Miss Wan Yin still doesn't want to fight for luck.

What if her neighbors report illegal intrusion with such a face, and then find out that she has no identity certificate, that would be a really bad thing.

But the 19-year-old seems to have been dealt an indelible blow by her cold, unfeeling attitude.

Wan Yinjiaye followed behind this tall and thin young man, his shoulders seemed to be high, but she knew that this man was almost as thin as a skinny man.

Miss Wan Yin looked at the young man's soft hair, and suddenly thought of a good idea to make him happy.

The reason why this plan can be implemented is also thanks to Wanyin Kaya's seriousness since he met Mr. Dazai.

Miss Wan Yin suddenly took two quick steps, and then tugged at Mr. Dazai's black sleeve: "Mr. Dazai, there is something on your head."

Hearing this, the boy with slightly droopy eyes touched the top of his head, but he didn't feel anything.

"what!"

"Let me help Mr. Dazai fix it, please lower it."

Miss Wan Yin waved at the tall boy with a good temper, and Osamu Dazai glanced at her, but his eyes were not very happy either.

"Oh," he said.

Miss Wan Yin didn't care at all, she just wanted to play a prank, a small prank that wasn't enough to arouse this person's anger.

She has always been a stubborn person by nature, that is, when she first met Dazai Osamu, it was rare that she was not like this because of the issue of life and death.

"Ah, here..." The girl's soft voice touched his ears.

The young man with downcast eyes suddenly felt a pain in his forehead, this subtle and not very painful touch directly caused tears to accumulate in his eye sockets.

She froze.

"Hey, crying, does it hurt?" Seeing his tears, Miss Wan Yin suddenly felt a little uncontrollable and cautious.

The 19-year-old boy originally wanted to cry, and these tears were not fake, but through the blurred tears, he found Miss Kaye's overly soft smile in his eye sockets, and suddenly held back himself.

"It hurts~" He pursed his lips deliberately aggrieved.

Wanyin Jiaye also saw the intention of the other party, and put it down gently, "I don't have much strength."

"But my skin is so delicate!"

The boy blinked twice, but as the tears piled up, he didn't dare to do so anymore, for fear of tears falling down.

Miss Wan Yin didn't pay attention to the other party's small thoughts, thinking that the other party was trying to talk big and shameless, so she also raised her finger to attract him beforehand.

Bai Shengsheng.

"My fingers hurt too, so what can Dazai-san do to make up for me?" She smiled deliberately.

but……

But, for another person, these tears, this pain, are all real.

This young man, who kept talking about "nurture" and other tiger-wolf words, suddenly leaned his head down and put his lips on Bai Shengsheng's fingers.

The tremor of breath and voice is a little itchy.

"Does it hurt? I heard that kissing won't hurt anymore."

Mr. Dazai looked at her with very innocent eyes. At this moment, Wanyin Jiaye's fingers suddenly shrank, but he stopped quickly.

She wiped away the tears from the young man's face, "Mr. Dazai's acting skills are really good."

Mr. Dazai, who was praised, laughed through tears, his red eyes seemed unreal: "So, I also want to—"

Wanyinjiaye thought he knew his thoughts well: "No, don't even think about it."

In an instant, all the delicate, delicate, and strong things were swept away.

Just as it is impossible to understand why a person begins to fall into autism inexplicably, it is naturally impossible to understand why a person suddenly becomes so happy that he floats up.

Of course, Wanyin Jiaye felt that such a problem had nothing to do with him.

This should be concerned with Mr. Nakano, a good teammate in the world who has to deal with the mess left by his former partner late at night.

If Hong Kong black cadres had a chat group internally, today's circle of friends should look like this——

a certain year a certain month a certain night

Today is another full day of work, and a resigned green mackerel is not safe to live by himself! !

[tired] [tired]

- shorty slug

two seconds later

Happy, today I come to Chinatown to eat fish with my little cat~[Gone with the Wind][Gone with the Wind]

[picture]

——Perfect wit and cute little Dazai

It should be obvious that it is so obvious that this content comes from a screenshot of Mr. Dazai's mobile phone holding his "kitten".

Wanyin Jiaye, who didn’t know that he was being regarded as a certain “raccoon dog”, still puffed up his cheeks to pick up fishbone in the restaurant here. As an inland person, he didn’t like fish and even said he didn’t like picking fishbone. All the right things, nothing compared to some native coastal man.

"Okay, is the 'little kitty' good at picking?" Osamu Dazai tilted his head, nodded his chin to express his surprise, but he picked up half of it in a few strokes.

Wanyin Jiaye twitched his neck: "Excuse me, am I not a species of 'human'?"

"Huh? Ms. Jia Ye is a 'human'~" The black-haired young man repeated with two chopsticks, pointing to the brown plate of the restaurant.

Wanyin Jiaye generally doesn't care about the way others speak, whether she repeats herself or not. She is very self-conscious and hears what she wants to hear.

She kept a respectful distance from the fish this time: "I heard that sea fish have few spines."

The black-haired young man smiled: "But what we eat is river fish~"

"……"No wonder.

Dazai looked at the other party and fell silent. He looked at the menu posted on the wall and put down his chopsticks, "Boss! Add another serving of dumplings!"

The black-haired girl kept chewing in her mouth—yes, even if she disliked thorns, she still wouldn't stop. In Dazai's eyes, she might be more like a little hungry ghost who gnaws her teeth and refuses to let go.

"Mine?" she asked.

The young man nodded: "I'm full~"

"Thank you." She gave him a grateful smile.

Dazai no longer held his chopsticks, and leaned on his head with one hand to watch the other eat, his eyes narrowed, and several bandages were wrapped around his slender wrist bones.

Miss Wan Yin glanced at it, didn't speak, just buried her head in her mouth.

She won't ask why, about bandages, about suicide, about medicine, she doesn't think that's what she should know.

"Ah~ I'm so happy to see you eating, Ms. Kaye~"

I don't know why, when Wanyin Jiaye was still fighting against the fish with fishbone, the person on the opposite side sighed.

Ok?

Is it because I eat more now?

The girl stopped, smacked her mouth, and the movements of her hands were obviously smaller: "Isn't it, Mr. Dazai's happiness is really easy to be satisfied."

"Hmm~ Isn't the happiness of ordinary people easy to satisfy?"

"..." Miss Wan Yin carefully recalled what the other person said, and then realized that she didn't know much about the ordinary people in the other party's mouth, so she frowned, "Probably? I don't know..."

"Haha, if Ms. Kaye begs me, I can help pick out the fishbones~ In this case, will Ms. Kaye feel happy?"

"Uh……"

At this stage, the issue of face and food should be a problem of the century. Miss Wan Yin thought about it, and finally, on the verge of shaking, her face was strengthened by the boss's shout.

The boss who is holding fried dumpling pot stickers is full of smiles, perhaps because the business in the store is relatively good.

Flour and meat, glucose and protein, these are the most irresistible things for human beings.

Ms. Wan Yin didn't worry about other issues, so she just threw away the fish and picked up dumplings: "If Mr. Dazai is willing to help, I will be very happy; if not, then there is no problem!"

The young man blew the bangs on his hair, stared at the plate of dumplings, and whispered, "Tch."

"Huh? What did you just say?"

"..."

The smell of soy sauce and salt can be smelled in the smoky Chinese restaurant. Some diners here are single wolves, while others are in twos and threes.

It's just that the leisurely and relaxed atmosphere of Chinatown finally ended in a gang fight.

Leisurely spread to a store, but then as the supernatural beings entered the battle, the scope of the chaos expanded rapidly.

Unfortunately, the restaurant chosen by Manin Kaya and Osamu Dazai was also within this range, and at first it was a little different from the previous riots.

This level of commotion quickly attracted the attention of the two present.

After all, she is not a citizen who lives in the world of watches. Miss Wan Yin bumped into the other party when she glanced at her ears calmly and then looked back.

She felt that she should explain: "Maybe...it's not a big deal?"

When she spoke, the dumplings were still stuffed in her mouth, and she hid her tongue on one side of her cheek, bulging and bulging.

The young man glanced outside the glass. He didn't know why this kind of choking commotion was classified as 'nothing' by the other party, but to him, it was just a troublesome level: "What you said Yes! Miss Jia Ye is right in everything she says!"

"Although what you said sounds perfunctory."

Wanyinjiaye didn't know about the 'wooden warehouse'. Even if he had seen it, he had never experienced it as a tool that could quickly improve the combat power of ordinary people in a short period of time.

"Crying, Miss Jia Ye is so strict~"

"Ha...haha..." He laughed awkwardly.

The two sat inside the restaurant, Miss Wanyin was facing the glass with her back, Dazai was facing there, he could see clearly——

For example, looking at the citizens who had already left due to the bad situation, she also felt a little strange about the hurried and panicked departure, the friction of chairs against the ground and the sound of the collision of shoe soles, which fell into Wan Yinjiaye's ears.

"Hey, Dazai, how do I feel..." she said, as if turning her head to look.

The young man glanced outside, the sound became louder and louder, the choking disappeared, and turned into a fight with the ground smashing and punching to the flesh.

His fingers brushed against the side of Wanyinjiaye's ear, because the muscle strength of the straight knees caused the solid wooden chair to scratch a scratch on the floor.

Leaning forward, inserting fingers inward, inserting them into the girl's soft black hair, applying slight force along the arc of the skull.

His palm just caught her eyelashes.

"Hey!" It was like the vigilance of a small animal.

"It's true that there's something wrong, come here." The black-haired young man said so, pulling Wanyin Jiaye over with his arms.

It also didn't let her be covered with blood all over the place. By the way, isn't this clothes his?

Dazai clutched her head and finally landed on the original chair, the sound of the whole glass shattering exploded in his ears, accompanied by the wailing of a man, and——

"Ah! What a fire! Thanks to that bastard Dazai, I have to work overtime at night!!!"

The author has something to say:

ah!It's Mr. Hat!Cleaning up the mess left by Dazai!

It's almost the end...Who will I go with in the end (bald head with difficult choices)