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Wanyin Jiaye held the dumplings and stood behind Dazai Osamu, using the other party's black coat to block himself.

"It's really bad luck!" The black-haired young man said to the person opposite, but when he said this, Miss Wan Yin felt that he didn't think it was really bad luck, holding the dumpling in her mouth.

"You still have the guts to say it! If it wasn't for the leader, you would have been chopped into pieces!" The man on the other side jumped angrily.

Wan Yin Jia Ye opened a pair of dead fish eyes, and circled back and forth between the two of them. She looked at this and then at that, and decided to hide herself more closely... because Mr. Dazai didn't seem to be what she imagined. good citizens.

Wanyin Jiaye looked at the blood on the ground and thought so.

But... Shouldn't it be more 'remarkable' for me to eat my own dumplings without changing expressions because so-and-so and so-and-so in this place? ?

But soon, Wan Yin Jia Ye's wretched strategy was shattered under the hands of Osamu Dazai.

This guy grabbed the little guy behind him, and he probably knew he couldn't get her out, so he changed his strategy——

Dazai himself took a wrong step to the side, just in time to reveal the black-haired Miss Wanyin who was eating a dumpling with a fascinated face.

Then he spoke triumphantly:

"How about~"

It's like he's showing off something.

"It's beautiful! This is the wife I got back without money! Chuya, you little brat, no woman will fall in love with you!"

Wan Yinjiaye suddenly had nothing to cover her, the tall man moved away suddenly, causing the chandelier of the Chinese restaurant to blink her eyes, she swallowed the last dumpling, swallowed it, and then looked down.

Ms. Wan Yin didn't really listen to Mr. Dazai's conversation with this person, so she didn't know why she suddenly pushed herself out.

Wanyin Jiaye glanced at Mr. Dazai, who was smiling happily, but did not receive any hints.

I had no choice but to bite the bullet: "Good evening, I am in Xiawanyinjiaye."

Speaking of the latter, there is still some uncertainty.

She stared into the other's clear eyes under the brim of his hat, and then gave a friendly and polite smile.

This little man was unexpected, and he didn't seem like someone who could destroy a street with a fight.

"Good evening, Miss Wanyin..." He looked at himself with a somewhat tangled look, as if he couldn't believe what really happened: "I am... Zhongya Zhongyuan."

This conversation, full of politeness and respect, takes place between two people who are forced to know each other, the two look at each other, and then fall silent.

"Hahahahaha!" This made others laugh.

The only tall one of the three looked on and the two short ones, laughed at their hypocritical and polite interaction.

However, Mr. Nakahara Chuya on the opposite side treated Dazai differently. She saw a vein on the forehead of the other party: "Smiling p!! Didn't you raise a raccoon cat, what kind of woman!"

"Lihua? Huh~~ Who said that!" The young man took a step back and took Miss Wan Yin's hand: "I won't tell you anymore, you will die alone alone!"

Naturally, the three people who didn't know the truth of the matter should be 'Beaver Flower=Wan Yin Jia Ye' dispersed quickly.

Wanyin Jiaye put the plate on the table that didn't fall down, and didn't have any resistance to Dazai Jira's own behavior, she followed behind, and then the two disappeared into the dimly lit place.

Ms. Wan Yin bypassed the lights and looked at the restaurant in the back. The young man in a top hat folded his arms with a blank expression on his face.

"Who cares about you." She saw his mouth shape.

How strange, these two people.

The black-haired girl turned her head without any hesitation, and grabbed the young man's palm with her backhand, which was much bigger than herself, and it was still a little hard. With force on her heel, she crossed over with one step.

Her mind ran across the man's coral-colored hair.

"Hey, Dazai-san, is that person your friend?"

The footsteps slowed down, and the young man was panting because of the transitional movement, but even if he stopped, the other party didn't have any intention of letting go.

"Hahaha, I'm so happy, you haven't seen Zhongye's expression of being single for the rest of my life, haha, thanks to you, Ms. Kaye!"

"Huh? What were you talking about just now?" She asked with a puzzled face.

"..." suddenly stopped.

There are some things, it is obviously happier to fool two people together, but... for people who don't listen to others well, Dazai, a guy who has always devoted himself to provoking others with words, is quite powerless.

"Ok?"

Miss Kaye continued.

"Didn't you hear it?" He increased his strength, "Really, really! Didn't you hear it!"

Wan Yinjiaye felt that it was not good to let the other party down: "Did you say something about me?"

"..." Dazai who wanted to play a rogue: "I said we are married."

"??? What did you say???"

"I say--"

"Mr. Dazai, this thing is very strange... Is it really good for your friend if you just fool around?"

"Friend? That slug?" Dazai puffed up his face, "That's not it! It's just a slug!"

We didn't dare to make a sound, and we didn't dare to ask if this was a little fun between people.

Wan Yinjiaye didn't want to talk about this thing with the other party, "I don't care about this kind of thing anymore, as long as you are happy."

She doesn't seem too concerned.

But why not?

Dazai felt that this should be a very important thing for a woman.

He stared into Wanyinjiaye's black eyes, and he hated it.

The strength in his hand increased, and he knew that it would cause pain to this extent.

Sure enough, Miss Wan Yin moved her fingers, then frowned: "Can you let me go?"

"Don't~"

"But it's a bit strong."

"Miss Kaye didn't cry in pain~" Dazai said innocently.

Wanyin Jiaye has been trained in pain, even if her limbs are broken or her head is cut off, she will not shed tears. This has become a very common thing for her: "Even if it is a fracture, she will not cry, right? This kind of thing."

"Huh, why?"

His voice seems to have a magical power, which can make people feel physically and mentally happy to the maximum extent without being noticed, and will also let down their vigilance.

What's more, he did it on purpose to Wanyin Jiaye.

"Because of habit."

"Habit?"

"Ah...it's nothing." Miss Wan Yin realized that she had said too much.

It's a pity that Osamu Dazai was a little bit close, he obviously already knew the little secret she was hiding, but he couldn't get her to tell it himself... Eh.

"Let's go, let's go to the big market!" Dazai raised Wanyin Jiaye's hand, but Wanyin Jiaye still couldn't shake it off.

"I don't know how to run, why do I have to do this?"

"No, no, no, I'm not afraid of ten thousand, just in case, even if Miss Jia Ye doesn't run away, it would be bad for such a beautiful beauty to be abducted by traffickers~~"

His exaggeration is just right, and no woman is unwilling to be praised for her beautiful appearance.

Even if Wanyin Jiaye knew that she was beautiful, it was the same.

She raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and said reservedly: "There are good reasons, it's passed!"

"Hahaha, okay, my beauty~~"

In fact, Wanyin Jiaye could feel that the other party seemed to have an indescribable sense of involvement with him, as if the other party used an extremely concealed, small but tough filament to hang on his body without authorization.

But Wanyin Jiaye felt that this should be her illusion.

I can't say it, it's a strange feeling.

But soon, this subtle anomaly was forgotten, because even Wanyin Jiaye couldn't drag this curse-the root of the depravity of contemporary young women.

Go shopping.

Let me ask, is there anything more energetic than shopping, let alone facing Miss Wan Yin, who came out of the 'Deep Mountains and Old Forests'.

What era was she before, there was no technological support, and there were no superfluous Konoha and Taisho.

Even if there is, Miss Wan Yin was once offered up by her mother Hanako as a world treasure, she will not be exposed to the things that modern women are really obsessed with:

Milk tea, matcha, ramen, cakes, muffins; lipstick, perfume, nail polish; skirts, cardigans, hoodies...

Furthermore, she also has a current 'host' - a former Hong Kong gang member who just quit Mafia - who has no problem with digging out her wallet.

“Mochi Heaven!!!”

After holding an ice cream in her left hand, a cheese hot dog stick in her right, and asking Mr. Dazai to help her carry two boxes of octopus balls, Miss Wan Yin finally let out such an exclamation with her eyes shining.

She just wanted to say something at this moment—really!never!I've never been this happy!

Dazai, being strung across the entire commercial street by Miss Wan Yin, just wants to be quiet, don't ask him who Jing Jing is.

Ms. Wan Yin's combat strength was beyond the limit, and after she wiped out the things in her hands, she finally realized her conscience. She took the things that Mr. Dazai had asked to carry just now, and carried him into a coffee shop.

"It's maid coffee. It's not like anything I've seen before."

After sitting down, Ms. Wan Yin looked around, focusing on the legs of a group of shop assistants wearing magically transformed maid outfits.

"Hmm... where?" There is no better way to make Dazai-san calm down.

"Hmm, clothes? I didn't expect the aesthetic fashion of the '21st century' to be different from the past. It's more in line with my taste."

Ms. Wanyin refers to this kind of exaggerated aesthetics, but in the eyes of Dazai who is tired and can only lie on the table, it refers to this kind of "cute" feeling.

He felt that this was not suitable for her, but he was too lazy to talk.

But Wanyin Jiaye doesn't need the other party to speak.

As soon as the two of them sat down, a clerk came over with the menu. Ms. Wan Yin was very familiar with this. After ordering what she wanted skillfully, she placed the menu in front of the black-haired young man.

Dazai, who was slumped on the table with his chin propped up, glanced around, but his ears were listening to the conversation between Miss Wan Yin and the shop assistant here.

When he heard "I think this place needs to recruit people?", his dark eyes flashed an inexplicable light. If these two people looked over, they would find that his eyes were very uncomfortable.

"Hey, are you going to work here? Because of the clothes?" He restrained himself, then narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Wan Yinjiaye hesitated for a moment: "Probably?" She actually looked at his high salary.

"Eh? Even here you will often be touched by 'disgusting' male guests, or be looked at disgustingly, or be harassed by your male boss?" He has a straight face, but his mouth is merciless.

Wanyinjiaye knew that his mouth was vicious, but he didn't expect to ignore the atmosphere so much.

She had no choice but to smile at the clerk in embarrassment, and then said to him with a face of embarrassment:

"Let's go, let's change places."

The young man's eyes finally revealed a happy expression, but it was completely extinguished by her next sentence: "They need an ID card here~"

It was not because of me.

he thinks.

The author has something to say:

Miss Wan Yin who was poisoned by modern tea!

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