Miss Hardcore Love Daily

Wanyin Jiaye once thought about a question, why did he try his best to survive after coming to various strange places this time.

Whether it is to eat bitter seaweed, or to go home with a stranger who is completely unfamiliar and not normal.

Although at the moment, she has found a place of her own.

Is it because you can't get rid of it completely when you 'die', so you try your best to live?

Miss Wan Yin finally found such an answer for herself, but every time she thinks of this thing, she always feels unsatisfactory. It should be... something else?

Dazai Osamu's apartment has a high number of floors, although it's not a big deal now, but for Miss Wan Yin, this is a high level——

He went on to say that his apartment is very high, so the lighting rate is also very good, so Wanyin Jiaye can appreciate the little sun on the top of his nails that are not completely dry.

Blood red bottom, a little dazzling light.

She didn't take her eyes off her eyes, and let Dazai, who came out with a small glass bottle just now, as if asking for a reward, paint 'nail polish' on his nails.

This seems to be the current Danko, but how to put it, the color is bright but the taste is not very good.

Miss Wan Yin has a special liking for these ostentatious colors, or this kind of exaggerated and bright things were originally custom-made for Miss Wan Yin's celibacy. Her white and tender fingers were painted bright red, making her ten fingers slender.

"It's gorgeous, isn't it?"

The boy lowered his head, his soft hair hung down to cover his face, but his voice was very cheerful.

"Hmm." She let the other party pinch her hand, feeling the cool thing being rubbed on the nails bit by bit by the man, passing through the bone layer and directly touching the skin.

"It's the first time for me to paint for others. I didn't expect that my lord is quite talented~"

"Talent?" Wan Yinjiaye looked at the nails, and felt that they were similar to the people in the flower building who painted girls' hands—she thought it was a very simple thing: "This is like the people in the flower building, who can vomit as well." Almost."

She didn't know that in the flower building, anyone who could get close to Miss Wan Yin was carefully screened by someone with a heart.

Dazai's hand was steady, but when he heard a keyword about her past identity finally came out of her mouth, his hand trembled.

A large lump of red paint was dripping on the nails. He put down the girl's hand and wiped his thumb over the joints that are most prone to calluses: "The teeth are white, I accidentally shook my hand!"

She has nothing, like a pampered person, but——Hualou? ?

Mr. Dazai calmly remedied Wanyin Jiaye's fingers. After it seemed that it was not so easy to cause people to worry, he raised his eyes slightly, as if he was confused: "Hualou? You used to be...that?"

What he said was cryptic, but most people should be able to understand it, but Wanyin Jiaye seemed completely unaware that he blurted out the word "flower building" just now: "What? What flower building, Kabukicho?"

"Just now you said the word 'Hualou'."

Her expression didn't look like she was fake, but Osamu Dazai repeated that nothing is created out of thin air.

"Did I say so?"

"Say it~ Could it be that Ms. Kaye is engaged in 'that'? Ahaha, no wonder you don't have any resistance to 'nurture'~"

He said with a smile, but Wanyin Jiaye felt malicious.

Her hand was still being pinched by the other party, but her face had already darkened. She tried her best to search her memory, but for 'Flower Building' or 'Kabucho', she could only find a room decorated with bright red and golden purple , and the voices of countless men and women, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that she must have stayed somewhere for a long time, but every time she wanted to go down, her mind went blank.

After experiencing 'angry' and 'confused' on her face, her eyes stopped on the ice, because she seemed to be sure of one thing: "I am not, but I should be..."

Dazai had put down his nail polish at some point, only holding her hand in his hand, with a mechanical smile on his face, because he saw it—he saw her expression again.

There is no way out, and my heart is ashamed.

"I should have stayed in... Yoshiwara in Asakusa, Tokyo, in a" Although her eyes were fixed on Mr. Dazai's, she seemed to see something else through there: "In a very beautiful room."

"..." He was waiting for her next words, but she didn't have any, so he could only urge her: "And then?"

Miss Wan Yin finally came back to her senses, she frowned, and then her eyes were gloomy: "I finally figured out something, Dazai."

Her fingertips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to pull her hands back and curl up together, but he disagreed: "What?"

The young man forced her to face him, not allowing her to escape. She didn't seem to be aware of his thoughts, but just felt uncomfortable in the panic: "There is a missing part of my memory, and there are very important things in it ..."

'Important stuff. '

Osamu Dazai clenched his teeth suddenly, but he still chose to pass by.

He squeezed her hand suddenly, and then put on a smiling face and approached the woman, the tip of his nose could touch the tip of his nose, his brown eyes were shining on the window at the back, and the little sun was reflected from it:

"That's right~ I was wrong just now~ I apologize to you, Ms. Kaye, but it doesn't help to worry now... Hey, let's have a laugh?"

He almost broke into the small space that Wanyin Jiaye had sealed for herself. The breakthrough of such a safe distance made her want to retreat for a moment, but the other party refused.

Strange aura chased her around and permeated the small space. She smelled a very faint smell of wine, as light as a hallucination.

For the first time, Wanyin Jiaye realized that the person in front of him was a stranger, an adult male.

"You, too close." She avoided his eyes.

"Really?" There was a smile inside: "Are you fascinated by my handsome face?"

The young man seemed to have discovered the New World very proudly: "Ah! I'm blushing!"

"..." Wan Yinjiaye pursed his lips, and then said helplessly, "No!"

"Yes, you can't see it, only I can see it~~"

"Well, let me tell you, Dazai, what I said is true—" She thought he thought he was joking.

But Wanyin Jiaye didn't think about how frightening his expression was, how could someone who is delicate, smart, and good at controlling people's hearts think it was a joke?

"It's true, what can you do?" He didn't let her finish speaking, and told her to shut up in an absolutely self-styled way: "Things you can't remember, that's what you lost, and you want to get it back... ..."

He was going to say 'how is that possible! 'However, Dazai turned around: "Don't be impatient~"

She seemed to be persuaded, "..."

"Hey, are you hungry? Let's eat a sandwich! It's a 'sandwich' ~ let's go!"

He said a novel food name to attract her attention, and then dragged her into the kitchen involuntarily.

It seems that the matter is over, but the rift between Ms. Wan Yin and Mr. Dazai has begun to show.

Miss Wan Yin never forgets the things she lost, no, it should be said that the root of her efforts to live is this - the things she forgot.

Because how should I put it, after being revived, it is not a big deal to still remember the memory of the last 'Wan Yin Jia Ye', and it is normal to lose feelings-but this time, it is just the opposite.

She lost it in an unknown place together with her memories and feelings, but she vaguely remembered a few scenes, but those few pictures made her breathless when she remembered them.

In this regard, instead of caring about those feelings, she cared more about the variables this time.

Ah, she is also a cold and heartless person.

After all, Wanyinjiaye still hasn't found a job. Apart from Mr. Dazai's various obstructions, she also has no identity certificate. Wanyinjiaye also tried to find a shop that met her needs, but she had been in Maoerhei before. After a few blackouts and found nothing, and even a bit of trouble in it, I temporarily stopped thinking about it.

But Ms. Wan Yin didn't touch the depths of this place, because if she did, she would also find that an ordinary person without chakra can also release something called 'supernatural power'.

But even so, as a former defector and one of the top five cadres, Mr. Dazai's 'Lihua' - this is a code name in the organization, is also regarded as a desk document for important information to the higher-ups.

At the beginning, she was under the pressure, but as the fighting power of this 'Lihua' gradually increased, her shots became more and more swift, and finally caught the eyes of Chuya Zhongyuan, who had a relationship with her once.

He was originally annoyed by the title of 'Mr. Dazai's raccoon cat'. After all, it's not his turn to care about the cat raised by the green mackerel, right? ?

Not to mention, didn't that guy have a beautiful girlfriend? ?Are people more important than cats? ? ?

Just when the Hong Kong black cadre was about to criticize the people under his command severely, his subordinate, the man who had blurted out the breed of the cat, looked carefully at the photo of 'Beaver Flower' from the document.

"What is this, isn't this the guy's woman!?" Zhong Yuanzhong also suspected that someone was fooling him, but he had no evidence.

"Boss, you don't know that this woman is the 'lihua' who is threatening the lower-level personnel of the organization today."

Zhongya Zhongyuan: "???"

"This is not a 'cat', but a 'human'." The man's eyes were full of tears.

"..." What else could Zhong Yuanzhong say?

He looked at the woman in the photo who didn't have a drop of blood on her body, her indifferent black pupils just saw the direction of the photo, her lips were tightly pressed, and her eyes could swallow people alive.

He hadn't seen such a pure and unadorned killing intent for a long time.

Obviously the last time we met, this girl is still the one who can say hello obediently, but only knows how to eat dumplings?

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at Wanyin Jiaye's photo.

This is the time when he clearly knew that he was secretly photographed after losing his memory. Wan Yinjiaye was eager to do something about his own affairs, so he showed this look.

But no one knows.

Nakahara Chu also thought that this was a pet that Dazai Osamu tied a rope around his neck firmly. After all, couldn't that guy be able to do this kind of thing.

"Head, the leader said, please give her a little warning."

"warn?"

It means, on the premise of not killing, tell the other party not to dare to do anything to the organization.

The author has something to say:

ah!It's the hat guy again!