i have a date with leader jae

Shimoba, who was wrapped around her waist, had to follow Dazai's strength to get closer until she supported his shoulders and stayed in front of each other's eyes.

Shuangye couldn't help complaining: "...Are you some kind of professional tenth-level player who climbs along the pole?"

It's so insane.

It can be seen that when her boyfriend obediently brought the right cheek over, Shuangye really felt that this guy...

Also strangely cute.

Shuang Ye stretched out her hands to hold his face, the distance was so close that even the fine white hairs on the other's face were visible, but the dark circles around the eye sockets left by the intensity of work were more obvious, and... Still so thin, even the cheekbones stand out.

——I don't know how he usually takes care of himself.

With the birth of this idea, Shimoba's gaze couldn't help but began to describe Dazai's face, as if he wanted to copy this face deeply into his heart.

But at this moment, the eyes of the face in her palm moved slightly, and the serenity and tranquility presented inside made people feel a little bit of tenderness and pity.

"Will this request be too much...?" The black-haired young man who had just taken office as her boyfriend whispered to her slightly hesitantly.

Shuangye helplessly rubbed the pitiful little black eye sockets with her fingertips, then lowered her head and kissed the right cheek that was handed over, and then kissed the corner of his lips, and whispered to him——

"You can go even further."

Dazai took advantage of the situation and moved his head closer.

The unfinished laughter disappeared in the next lingering kiss in an instant. This kiss was much gentler than the previous out-of-control kiss. For a moment, the sky seemed to be dyed with cherry color. The overlapping lips were looking for the most suitable angle for each other. Calm down to exchange the sweetness that belongs to each other.

……

Afterwards, in order to reward Mr. Dazai, the cohabitant who came to help work in the new house today, Shimoha decided to go to the kitchen to make him a dinner by himself.

As the first day of moving to a new house, no matter how you say it, you can't deal with it casually.

The supporting kitchen on the first floor of the sea-view room is tidy and spacious. Frost Leaf had already explored the house before calling someone in, and found that a batch of fresh ingredients had been prepared in advance in the refrigerator. You can do it.

Perhaps because of his mentality, he still treats Dazai as his own cat, Shimoba naturally picked a mackerel that cats like, and carried it back to the cutting board to defrost.After its body softened, he tapped his fingertips on the top of the fish's belly, cut open the fish's head neatly with a few knives, and then removed the internal organs of the spine and the fish's tail, completely dividing it into three clean sections.

Dazai next to him looked at the mackerel that had been dismembered into several pieces and never woke up again, and was inexplicably silent.

"Don't stay here in a daze. My current apron pocket can't fit a man as big as you. Go and sit outside." Seeing him standing beside her, Shuangye couldn't help but want to drive him away.

Unexpectedly, Dazai was not willing to leave like this at all, and said pitifully: "Don't drive me away... I can stay and help."

"What would you do?" Shuang Ye glanced at him suspiciously when she heard the words, and then looked at his clean and slender hands, which were obviously only suitable for playing chess and handling documents, and it seemed that her fingers were completely out of reach. A model of water.

But Dazai showed a mysterious smile, obviously quite confident in his cooking skills, "I'm very good at making firm tofu, and I even invented the recipe of 'Vital Stewed Chicken', everyone who has tried it said it was good."

Frost Leaf: "..."

This name sounds like a problem, okay?

But she also didn't want to dampen the enthusiasm of her squeamish girl at will, so she reluctantly agreed to let him try.

As a result, it turned out that she was a decisive mistake that people would regret for life.

"What weird things did you add to the pot—?!"

Seeing that Dazai poured a pile of coffee powder into her pan-fried fish like pouring washing powder, Shuangye began to suffocate, and immediately turned around and firmly pressed the kitchen killer's hand, "Stop!"

"I think this will make it delicious..." Dazai looked innocent and wanted to argue, but Shimeha didn't refute it, so he turned back: "The only delicious thing is your head! It's crispy, do you want to try it— —”

In order to avoid further suffering for the food, she temporarily turned off the stove first, then grabbed Dazai's tie with one hand, forcing him to stumble over, and then saw Shimoha tear off the black tie, using it as a binding prop He tied his messy hands back and forth with a cumbersome knot.

"From now on, you are not allowed to move half a step."

Shuangye stared into his eyes only half a palm away, and warned the captives she had tied up.

So Mr. Dazai, who has lost the ability to move his hands, can only stand one meter away from her, away from the cooking table, and stares at her busy figure again: "Oh..."

With no troublemaker around to make trouble, Shuangye's cooking speed suddenly increased a lot.

The surface of the pan-fried mackerel is covered with a little brown powder of coffee, and Shuangye sprinkles some pepper powder to alleviate the bitterness, and it is garnished with pureed cabbage.In addition, there are dishes such as rolled egg rolls, ginger pork and fried vegetable assorted dishes.

It wasn't until the dishes were put on the circular dinner plate and the plate was finished that Shuang Ye called the guy who was left out in the cold, intending to untie him.But Dazai, who was originally staying on the sidelines and depressed, still looked like he was wronged and refused to move his pace.

Seeing this, Shuangye had no choice but to admit defeat and walked over in person.And at the moment when she was about to walk in front of Dazai, Dazai snapped his fingers suddenly, the tie slipped off his wrist in a blink of an eye, Shimoba who was approaching him fell directly into his open arms.

"Unlocking level ten, surprise?"

Having devised this conspiracy to make her fall into his arms, Dazai laughed involuntarily, lowered his head and rested his fluffy head on the top of Shimoba's hair.

"..."

Deeply trapped in this shackles, the bone in Dazai's chest was so hard that Shuangye wanted to say that she was uncomfortable, but... this obviously very thin body made her feel quite secure.

"I wonder if you can't even handcuff you?" Shuang Ye rested her chin on his collarbone, her tone was complicated: "Is this the necessary skill for a mafia leader?"

"No, I learned it before I became the leader. I dare say that I am very good at picking locks." Dazai joked with a smile, "Little Shuangye, remember to be careful at night, otherwise you will be caught. I pried open the 'door'."

Shuangye glanced at him: "What kind of pry?"

Dazai pretended to ponder: "Well... use a body part that corresponds to your 'door lock', Xiaoshuangye."

Shuangye: "...be careful that I confiscate your crime tools."

After she finished speaking, she didn't give Dazai a chance to flirt again, pushed his chest away, and handed the dinner plate to this guy before he could speak: "Stop clinging to me, quickly take out all the dishes."

The innocent-looking black-haired youth blinked, and could only obediently respond: "...Okay."

Anyway, this topic may be practiced sooner or later in the future, so there is no need to worry.

Shuangye wiped her hands with a towel, took off her apron and hung it up, and wanted to go out with the dishes.Just at this moment, there was a sudden vibration from the mobile phone in her pocket. The moment she took it out to look at it, cold water poured down her head, and the sentence she was looking at was like a strong thorny poisonous ivy wrapped around her body. ankle.

"What's the matter, little Shuangye?" Dazai, who had been going back and forth, saw her standing motionless in the same place, so he couldn't help walking towards her again.

Shuangye quickly and calmly deleted the instruction from the organization that the phone had just received, and greeted her with other dinner plates.

"It's nothing." She said nonchalantly, "It's just a spam message."

Although the mackerel that night was given some strange things by Dazai Hulai, it was miraculously endowed with a new charm in the hands of Shimoba.

"How was it?" Shimoha, who was the head chef that night, was rather curious about Dazai's evaluation.

Dazai tried to pick up the piece of pan-fried mackerel that was born from the same root. As soon as he took a bite, his eyes enlarged slightly, and the handsome eyebrows and eyes were surprised: "Little Shuangye, do you know magic? You were obviously killed by me." After adding so much poison, the fried fish tastes not bitter at all, the mellow coffee adds a special charm, it is fragrant and crisp to the bite, and the tempting oil on the fish skin overflows to the tip of the tongue in every bite—"

"Are you okay to say that?"

Shuangye glanced speechlessly at the guy who justly said that he poisoned himself. Adhering to the principle of popular science for her boyfriend, she explained here: "That's because I made the fish with 'raw frying'. This cooking technique It was born to filter out the fishy smell, so you can taste the crispy pan-fried mackerel without bitterness.”

Dazai rolled his eyes, and ate this food happily, but he ate very slowly, as if he was chewing hard-won precious food, and couldn't bear it to disappear from the tip of his tongue so quickly.

During the tasting, he couldn't help but express emotion from his lips: "Through my observation, I always feel that you, Little Shuangye, seem to know everything..."

However, during her journey of trekking and studying elsewhere, she did not have a place by his side. Once thinking of this, Dazai's eyes dimmed slightly, as if his mood was constantly rising and falling like a migrating moon.

However, Shuangye's answer did not make the atmosphere more serious.

"Because I have learned it from my friends. I remember that I brought back a gourmet magazine on the newspaper shelf over the whirlpool. There was a record on it about his recent return to Japan..."

While talking, Shuangye turned around on a whim to search in the pile of sundries in the corner, and soon brought back a magazine, and showed him the side with the man's illustration on it.

"It's him." Shuangye pointed to the red-haired young man with a scar on the corner of his brow. He is already a famous chef overseas.

"Xing Ping Chuangzhen..." I heard the boyfriend's clear and melancholy voice read out the name word by word, and then he asked calmly as if he was about to inquire: "Above You said he was a wandering cook who was practicing everywhere, Xiao Shuangye, how did you know him?"

Shuang Ye didn't realize the trap set by the other party's language, and replied straightforwardly: "Oh, he was kidnapped by a small Mafia in the other world to become a 'late night cook'. The gangster Mafia family asked me to go to Duanwo, so I rescued him by the way."

She spoke lightly, but Dazai seemed to have discovered something keenly from the information revealed in this passage, and became more and more depressed.

"Is that so..." He tried his best to pull out a smile, but lowered his eyes contrary to his expression, and said in a low voice.

I'm afraid he can also imagine why Shuangye was so calm when he said that he was a mafia.

That was simply because she had had deep contact with another person long before herself.

Seeing him put on such a state, at this moment, no matter how straight Shimoba is, he can feel that Dazai seems to be getting upset, so he can't help but put down the magazine in his hand, and walk around the dining table to reach out and rub his cheek.

"Why, are you jealous?"

——There is not much flesh on his face, and it doesn't feel good when he rubs it... I have to fatten him up later.

Just when Shuangye was spreading her thoughts like this, her boyfriend took the initiative to tilt his head, and gently rubbed against her palm like a cat.

"I didn't..." He lowered his eyes and said duplicity: "I just think it's really good. With Xiaoshuangye's current level, even if you go to a restaurant as a chef, you can be as good as that chef Xingping in time. .”

It looks like 'if you want, I can send you to debut as a chef right away'.

But Shuangye said, "What's the same?"

The listless Dazai raised his head involuntarily being attracted by these words.

"The chef needs to serve the guests, but I'm different." Shuang Ye raised his cheeks, and patiently broke the words: "I just want to do it for you alone."

The instantly displaced height made Dazai only look up at her, as if staring at a magnificent rainbow within easy reach.But at this moment, he felt that even if he was sent to hell by Rainbow, he would probably be willing.

Some vacant regrets were finally filled by extremely precise bullets.

"Didn't I say before that when you recover from your injury, I will cook other food for you?"

Shuang Ye rubbed her lovely boyfriend who had once turned into a living cat, and slightly curled her lips.

"I do what I say."