i have a date with leader jae

Zhongyuan Zhong also almost regarded the communication phone as a certain mackerel and crushed it into waste, but someone stopped his murderous intention at the last moment.

Among the trembling subordinates standing beside him because of the cadre's fury, a black-haired girl in a close-fitting suit quietly appeared, and she silently handed a folder to Chuya.

The ocher-haired young man who originally felt that he was being teased saw what was written inside, and the boiling emotions that reached the crater in his chest immediately cooled down.

"Did that guy settle everything already—" he said through gritted teeth.

However, anger is anger, and he has understood for so many years that personal emotions must not affect business affairs, otherwise he would have killed Osamu Dazai a million times.

As the top cadre holding the second position in the organization, the sense of responsibility has always been heavily on his shoulders.

"Secretary, according to the text message, transfer 3000 million to that account."

Zhong also threw the broken mobile phone that he had firmly put back together with his supernatural powers to the girl in great displeasure. Fortunately, the screen was only slightly scratched, and the content of the text messages could barely be read.

Although it looked like a scam call, according to his many years of experience, such a thing must have come from the mackerel.

"By the way, find out the details of that account."

The red-haired young man with the title of the most powerful superpower in Hong Kong calmed down, and raised the brim of his hat here, revealing his sharp cobalt blue eyes.

"Others, follow me on missions - dare to take action against Hong Kong gangsters, those scumbags are really brave enough."

***

The moment she really received the reminder text message of the account fund change, Shuangye's inner world was greatly shocked.

"Isn't it treated as a fraudulent text message..." Shuang Ye, who had won a fortune from heaven, held the phone, her whole mood sublimated.

——No, this is the reward she deserves, and there is nothing to be happy about.

Thinking about going back to the original point, Shuang Ye reined in the precipice in time to put away the fluke, and turned to look at the group of Dazai on the sofa.

At this moment, the whole cat was nestled in a mess of bandages, his limbs were entangled, and his head was trying to arch wildly, as if he wanted to put the bandages on his head.

"You messed up all the bandages without paying attention." Frost leaf, who couldn't stand it anymore, walked over and 'untied' the poor Dazai.

In order to replace his wound with a clean bandage, she took out the medicine box in the house just now, but the moment she turned her head to look at her phone, Dazai Nyan became like this.

Shimoba turned him over like a pancake, carefully dismantled the bandage and checked Dazai Mew's body, and found that the knife wound on the lower abdomen was excluded, and the wound on the arm had almost healed, so she changed it for him by the way Brand new bandages.

"If the left eye is not wrapped with a bandage, it feels a bit uncomfortable."

Dazai let her do whatever she wanted feebly, he was already weak, and the tossing just now can be said to have consumed a lot of his physical strength.

"Even if you become a cat, do you still have to follow the human design?"

Shuangye twitched at the corners of her mouth and complained, but she still wrapped his left eye around her own hands, except for the two cat's paws, and tied a bow on his tail on a whim.

It feels like a well-decorated gift that belongs to you.

After finishing all this, Nyan Dazai arched his head into her palm and rubbed it, and Shimeba, who was in a better mood, picked him up and patted him naturally, from the beginning to the end.

The tailbone seems to be the sensitive point of felines. When you touch the tip of the tail, the palm can clearly feel the strength transmitted from it, as if you still want to wrap your palm around you so that she can come again.

"Little Shuangye..." Dazai Miao reversed the alienation when we first met, and moaned here, raised his head and asked for caress: "Can... touch me? Just one touch."

His voice fell in Shuangye's ears, it was the voice of the youth himself, sometimes clear, sometimes melancholy, but now it was soft with a coquettish nature, as if throwing a seductive hook to the heart lake.

"...Don't act like a baby all the time." Shuang Ye tried hard to maintain a steady voice.

At this moment, she actually misses his original cat meowing a little bit, at least in this way, she won't be affected badly.Thinking of this, Shuang Ye couldn't help nodding his head and said: "Now I can't hear the cat meowing, I always feel it's my loss."

Meow Dazai gently rubbed her fingers, then tilted her head halfway, "Meow~?"

Shuangye's brain was instantly deprived of consciousness.

It's like the channel goes down, the network loses signal, the house circuit trips, and the whole world goes black.The reason for using so many metaphors is that by the time she realized that her thinking had stopped, her entire face had been buried deeply in her fluffy belly.

Having committed a dementia act, she unconsciously let go of her hands, and with a click, Dazai Nyan fell onto the soft sofa.

The temptation of cats is so terrifying.

"Little Shuangye, it hurts so much..." Dazai Meow said coquettishly, vividly showing her pitiful temperament of being skinny, weak and wounded.

Shuang Ye covered her forehead and stood up staggeringly, her image was no different from that of a drunk person.

"In this case, you should stay at home and recuperate." She said this, and then took the bag on the hanger in a daze.

Dazai Meow quickly turned over and followed behind her, asking like a small animal afraid of being abandoned: "Where are you going?"

"Go to work." Shuang Ye managed to calm down, and replied relaxedly: "Don't look at me like this, I also want to have a meal."

Moreover, the whereabouts of [Book] have not been found, and all the clues have returned to the original point.

Shuang Ye's eyes darkened, and then she seemed to want to get rid of this look, she raised her eyes and was about to go out, but she was stumbled just as she took a step, looked down, Dazai Niao hugged her calf, kite eyes filled with sadness.

"Are you leaving me here alone?"

"It's not left here, I can't take the cat with me at work, right?" But at this moment, Shuangye seemed to think of something, and changed her mind when she rolled her eyes, "Forget it, come with me."

At 9 o'clock in the morning, the Vortex Café is back to normal business hours.

The clerks in the cafe are on a shift system, and Shimoha, who has been on vacation for two days, signed in the work room, and then returned here to put on the kimono maid outfit and walk among the customers with a tray.

"Thanks to the store manager, you allowed me to bring the cat here, otherwise he would stay at home alone with injuries, and I would have a headache if no one took care of him."

After collecting the coffee cups left by the customers, Shiroba returned to the counter with her hands, and couldn't help but thank the store manager again.

The store manager is an older gentleman, and when he usually looks at her and a group of shop assistants, his eyes are as kind as he looks at children. Hearing this, he immediately shook his head gently and said: "Don't worry about it, as long as you live long, you will be happy." I can understand a truth: the connection between people is built by helping each other. You are a good boy, and we will certainly not sit idly by when we see you have difficulties."

Hearing this comment, Shuang Ye was slightly taken aback, then smiled slightly as if nothing had happened, and bowed to the store manager: "Thank you, store manager."

At this moment, there was a commotion around the counter, which attracted their attention.

"Ah—Miss Shuangye, is this your cat? It's so cute!"

Frost Leaf looked into the distance, and the black cat surrounded in the middle was lying listlessly on the counter, with its chin resting on its front paws, eyes closed and pretending to be asleep.The bandage-wrapped shape and cute temperament undoubtedly attracted her attention strongly. Some girls wanted to take the opportunity to touch him, but Dazai seemed to have sensed the wind, and vigilantly opened his eyes to avoid it after shaking his ears. past.

But the more they dodge, the more energetic the girls are.

...If it doesn't pass, Dazai-chan will lose his innocence.

Shiroba hurried over, and Dazai Niao noticed her, as if he had finally found a home for peace of mind, and jumped into her arms.

"Yes, it's my cat."

Shimoba, who had shown his ownership, looked down at him, and Dazai Nyan opened his arms, wrapping around Shimoba's neck.

Seeing this, the guests next to him showed envious eyes of the cat: "Suddenly I really want to eat lemon... This cat looks so clingy to you, so many bandages on its body, is it because of injuries?"

"Well, I just took it home from the cardboard box yesterday, but it's fine, and the wound has been treated." Shuang Ye said, "Sorry, he is more shy."

Dazai Nyaw flicked her bandage-wrapped tail in the air, and suddenly wrapped it around her wrist relyingly.

Seeing this, the girls immediately shed tears as clear as lemon juice: "It's okay, it's okay, we won't force it, just let us suck cats..."

Shuang Ye couldn't help feeling a little funny when she heard the words.

"—If you are injured, come to my infirmary and stay for a while, 10 minutes... No, I can fix it for you in 5 minutes."

At this time, a capable and mature female voice came from the door of the cafe.

Everyone turned their heads to look at the short-haired woman leaning against the door frame against the light, and the butterfly hairpin clipped next to her temples was lifelike.

For some reason, Dazai Nyan seemed to have a psychological shadow on this person, and when she heard that she suggested going to the infirmary, she immediately shrank into Shimoba's arms.Shuang Ye comforted his thin back, and then said to the short-haired woman: "Since Akiko wants to see me, then I'll go up to you after get off work?"

This answer seemed to satisfy her, Yosano Akiko couldn't help but raised her lips, and waved to her in a good mood: "Come now——Oda, he's awake."

Shuang Ye's originally cold expression on her face was stunned for a moment, and then, like a dimple slowly blooming in the water, it came alive completely.

"it is good."

The curtains in the infirmary were wide open, allowing brighter light to flow in. The red-haired young man who was half-sitting on the bed rubbed his forehead with a slightly dazed expression.

"Azuo, are you alright?"

As soon as he entered, Shuangye couldn't help but care about his situation.

"It's like feeling the hangover of 50 years in advance... But I'm fine, don't worry." Oda Saku, who regained consciousness, comforted him, and then saw the cat in her arms sharply, "This is...?"

It was Dazai Nyaow, who became extremely silent as soon as he said he was coming to see Odasaku, and didn't dare to say a word. If Shimoba hadn't been holding him the whole time, he would have thought that he had been switched to another melancholy self at some point. Close the black cat.

Shimoba came to Odasaku's bed and sat down on the bench, and had to tell him a heavy truth:

"Azuo... I have a cat."

Dazai Nyan seemed to have finally realized something here, and suddenly raised his head.

Shimoba acted as if she hadn't seen it, hugged Dazai Meow with both hands, and made him face the bewildered red-haired young man, "Come on, say hello to Zuo."

Dazai Meow, who subconsciously wanted to shrink back, couldn't help kicking his legs in the air: "Wait a minute, little Shuangye..."

He...wasn't ready yet.

It's a pity that only Shimoba could understand this voice, but it was a pure 'meow' in Odasaku's ears.

The red-haired young man's brows calmed down in an instant. He held Dazai Mew's stiff cat paw, and introduced himself as if he was dealing with the interviewer——

"Hello, my name is Oda Sakunosuke."

"..."

Time seemed to be stretched infinitely at this moment, forming a silence that was so long that someone moved.

It would have been nice if the curtains hadn't been drawn by the window, otherwise he wouldn't have felt unbearable and stinging enough to cry because of the extra light thrown in.

Behind is a warm, soft and fragrant embrace, and in front is a bridge built actively.

Will not fall, and will not fall through.

"Hurry up, my hands are sore." Shuangye urged calmly.

So Dazai Nyan who was pushed out finally mustered up the courage to raise his head, looked at the dream that he had never dared to realize, and let out a meow.

"...I am Osamu Dazai."