Stare at who turns into a cat [Comprehensive]

Osamu Dazai's house was provided by the Armed Detective Agency. It was relatively simple and plain, and it was more than enough for an adult man to live alone. If two people lived together, it might be a little crowded.

Fortunately, the homeowner himself is a black cat that occupies a very small area. Even the floor mat at the door is several times larger than it, so it can basically be ignored.

When Aizawa Juri walked in with the blond man, facing the deserted house, he immediately had the illusion that no one had lived here for a long time.

Compared with ordinary residents, the furnishings in the house are a bit too small, and they are placed randomly, like a wasteland where only two weeds occasionally emerge.Even if there is an unfinished book upside down on the bedside table, and the pillow that has been leaned on is lying crookedly in the corner, as if the owner just left not long ago, there is no way to make people feel the heat of life .

Compared with Osamu Dazai himself, who has a jumpy tone and loves to make trouble, this room simply interprets what loneliness is in the opposite direction.

If it is a prison, I am afraid no one wants to deny it.

A person's living environment can greatly reflect his inner world, and this residence...

Shuli briefly glanced at the items placed around him, silently estimating that if the owner of the room wants to move, about one suitcase can hold all the personal items.

In other words, if Osamu Dazai really wants to disappear one day, no one will be able to find a trace of his existence.Even if he leaves such a vivid impression on people, he can only survive in memory, and then gradually diluted by time, turning into a blurred phantom that cannot be seen clearly.

In the end, no one could remember that such a person had appeared in their lives.

Human beings are the most sentient and also the most ruthless living beings. They have a brain that needs to attach emotions to something to remember everything.As for Osamu Dazai himself, he obviously thought about the result, but he still chose to live in the current way, which only shows that he is real——

——I think the world is boring.

Even if he lived in a detective agency and changed his mind a little, he couldn't stop his sense of alienation from the world.

"It's really a chilly room..."

Kunikida Doppo muttered softly, and opened the curtains smoothly, letting the bright sunshine outside the house flow in, dispelling the lingering dark clouds in the wasteland.

"That guy Dazai has very few things. There is more than half of the cabinet free. You can hang your clothes in it. However, try not to touch his own things, so as not to be troubled by him later."

The man with the attributes of a housekeeper gave kind reminders and helped organize the clothes brought by the newcomer. Most of them were hung up after three times, and only some personal things were left in the suitcase for the other party to clean. to clean up.

During this period, the little black cat has been wandering around, jumping into the suitcase or the cabinet from time to time, fiddled with the new tenant's items with its paws as if curious, and finally curled up in a soft black sweater In a ball, they fell asleep comfortably.

If I hadn't seen it settling into a nest with my own eyes, and looked over suddenly, it would be difficult to find it. At most, I would think it was just a piece of clothing with a fur collar.

"Actually, our breeds are quite similar, maybe."

The black-haired boy squatted down and raised his hand to stroke the cat's satin-like smooth back, causing it to squint its eyes in enjoyment and make a small purring sound.

"That guy, maybe he's really suitable to be a cat. He's lazy and troublesome... Isn't that just what he wants?" The blond man who had been cheated by his partner all the year round couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

—Forget it, it’s not a bad thing to let Dazai stay quietly for two days.

"It's almost time for lunch break. Do you want to continue packing your luggage, or go to dinner with me?" He looked down at the man and cat who got along well, and the wrinkles between his brows unknowingly unfolded, with a look of finally A mother(?) emote that finds someone to manage the scourge of the home.

"Ah, about this..."

The tree with an empty wallet smiled awkwardly. Just as he was about to ask if there was any salary during the internship, and if he could pay in advance, he felt the phone in his pocket vibrate as if urging him to death, and he poked his waist persistently, as if In a second, some bad-tempered guy will crawl over along the communication, and choke his throat neatly.

"Sorry, Mr. Kunikida, you go to dinner first, I still have some personal matters to deal with."

Kunikida, who was euphemistically kicked out of the room, didn't ask any more questions, and closed the door intimately. In the last few seconds before leaving, he heard the other party pick up the phone and responded, "Hey, Bakugo, what's the matter?" gone?"

"You still ask what's wrong with me?! Without even saying hello, I ran away secretly, so that I can't find anyone to avenge yesterday's revenge!"

From a distance, he could clearly hear a ghostly roar coming from the phone, as irritable as if he had just finished eating ten catties of gunpowder.

——Bakugo...was he No.1 at the sports festival yesterday?What a vicious little devil.

Kunikida Doppo secretly sighed, and then quickly returned to the office area of ​​the Armed Detective Agency, but unexpectedly, he just received an application form in the computer, and the name marked on the signature was Katsuki Bakugo.

the other side.

When the door was gently closed, Aizawa Juri was afraid of waking up the kitten who had just fallen asleep, so he quickly moved to the window, separated the receiver by a certain distance, and waited for the inside to become a little quieter before asking in a strange way: "Didn't you say that after the sports festival, everyone will come out for internships? Could it be that you, Baohao... have no firm to accept?"

"how could it be possible!"

Bao Hao's anger almost turned into a solid body, and it was sprayed directly from the other side, scaring the people around him to shrink back, forming a group, muttering secretly, "Obviously I care about it, why don't you always It’s just making excuses, so can’t you be more frank?” remarks like that.

He could feel that the guys in the class were discussing him, and he didn't have time to listen carefully, so he could only stare at him fiercely, and lowered his volume a little, "I have received a lot of invitations, okay? No, the point is that no one even You didn't go back to school, so you went directly to practice, how impatient you are, huh?"

"So that's how it is." Shuli replied indifferently, meaning to quarrel with the other party at all.

That kind of attitude makes people feel even more annoyed, Bakugo Katsuki suppressed a wave of anger, and finally mentioned the core issue: "Forget it, report your internship address, I will come to the door in person Blow you up."

——This guy, how boring is he?

Out of "companion love", the black-haired boy told the other party very kindly, "I'm in Yokohama, check it yourself, goodbye."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone neatly, ignoring how the person on the other side was stunned by the busy signal, then almost blew up his mobile phone, and rushed out of the classroom with a gloomy face.

In short, every time he finished playing tricks on a certain irritable guy, his mood index would rise by a few percentage points. Now he simply checked his phone email again and found that Lugu and Hong had sent similar inquiries before, so there was nothing wrong with him. Secretly exchanged the internship address with them, and agreed to meet again when there is time.

[Okay, I will work hard, try to catch up with Aizawa-kun, and move forward together! PlusUltra——! 】by Lvgu Dejiu

【Well, are you going to your friend's store?There should be cold soba noodles over there, right? 】by (the focus is obviously shifted)

"Just pull out a public area, I always feel that these two guys are not safe." Perhaps it was the feline sixth sense that was at work, Shuli opened the social software, dragged the two of them out alone, and put Entered a separate discussion group, and changed their nicknames to "little brother number one" and "little brother number two".

By the way, the name of the group is - Big Brother has something to say.

[Little brother No. [-]: Hey... Mr. Hong and I have both received invitations, so why don't you bring Xiaosheng with you? 】

[Little brother No. [-]: Is Bao Hao the younger brother No. [-]? 】

[Little brother No. [-]: Ha, ha ha... Mr. Hong, you are joking again, if Xiao Sheng hears it, it will definitely explode!How could he admit that he is someone else's younger brother...]

[Little brother No. [-]: In that case, isn't it normal not to invite him in? 】

[Little Brother No. [-]: ... What you said makes sense, but I am speechless.Then again, the name of this group...]

[Brother: What's wrong with the name. 】

[Little brother number two:? 】

[Little brother No. [-]: No no no!nothing!very good!I feel good!Oops, Xiaosheng is here, let me dodge first...]

【Brother: Did I forget to teach Lugu how to deal with that guy again...Listen well, tell him, if he dares to do something, I will turn him into a cat later, and I won’t return him to his original state for three days. 】

[Little brother No. [-]: Don't you fucking have any other tricks? ! ! !Have the ability to fight one-on-one! ! ! 】

[Little Brother No. [-]: That's Bakugo. 】

【Brother: ... I can tell, the president is calling me to work, let's talk later. 】

[Little Brother No. [-]: Good. 】

[System prompt: Little brother No. [-] has brought Blast Killer into the group chat. 】

[Blast King: Fuck!Run so fast every time!I already know where you are!You wait! 】

"I'm still killing the king because I think I don't have enough villain elements?" The black-haired boy complained silently, regardless of how Baohao was jumping in the group chat, he put his phone in his pocket and turned back to sleep. next to the little black cat, patted its head, and asked, "Which flavor of cat food do you like? Or, will you go out with me to choose later?"

"Meow--"

Bombay cat shook its long pure black tail, raised its head and rubbed against his fingers, obviously too lazy to move because it was too sleepy.

"Okay, then I'll pour you some water, remember to drink there if you're thirsty."

He went to the kitchen, rummaged in the empty cupboard, found a small plate, and happened to find a small can of crab meat, then connected the drinking water, unpacked the can, and gave it to the cat. The cubs made enough food for an afternoon.

"If you were really a cat, I might like you quite a bit." He licked a little gravy on his fingertips, met the kitten's iris-colored eyes, and said with a smile: "—at least, you The taste of food is the same as mine."