Stare at who turns into a cat [Comprehensive]

Shouting too loudly under conditioned reflex, when he realized that there was a group of "spectators" around him, the orange-haired young man's ears turned red in embarrassment, and he grabbed the collar of the young man in front of him, acting rudely as if he was about to hit someone, but his voice was Put it low.

"...Change it to another one and give it to you when we meet next time."

"Really? Let me think about it..."

Regrettably, Aizawa Juri gave up the personal items that he wanted before, and this time he hugged the opponent face to face, leaned over, and fired a straight ball very naturally.

"——I want Chuya. Can we not leave when we meet again next time?"

The young man in his arms was stunned, his heart beat faster because of these words, he couldn't help closing his eyes, and then said in a hoarse voice according to the emotion in his heart: "If you can recover your memory, If you continue to say this, of course I will take you away. No matter what obstacles are in front of you, it doesn't matter, the most important thing is - your true heart."

Probably because he was afraid that he would be impulsive and grab some brat and leave together. He turned around and jumped onto the window sill, leaving a sentence of "Telephone contact", and then he jumped down gracefully and disappeared in an instant.

There was nothing in Shuli's arms, he was still not quite used to it at the moment, and he just stood there in a daze.Anyone with a discerning eye can see how reluctant he is, let alone Aizawa Shouta who has been with him for many years, at this moment he just feels like a domineering parent who breaks up his lover, and he can't help but want to sigh.

——It is obviously for the good of this child that he made these plans... Could it be that he really cares too much?

"Don't jump to conclusions too soon, Mister Guardian."

As if he could see through what other people were thinking, the young man in a sand-brown windbreaker opened his mouth lazily, with a completely happy appearance of watching the excitement and not being afraid of big troubles.

"Everything, wait until Aizawa-kun recovers his memory, and then judge for himself."

His voice was very soft, almost melting into the breeze, but unexpectedly it made people feel very sure, with a sense of comfort knowing everything in his chest.

If Osamu Dazai was to be a politician, he would probably be more suitable than anyone else.Because his mind is deep enough, and he is good at putting on a deceptive appearance, saying seemingly sincere words, and then digging a big hole for others to jump in, while he reaps the results with a smile.

In short, in the following time, I don't know what kind of reason he used to convince the government staff who were arguing with each other. In short, the ownership of Aizawa Juri still (temporarily) stays with the Armed Detective Agency hands.

As for the trip to the hot springs that was agreed before, the members who finally ushered in their relief rushed to the residence to pack up their necessities, and embarked on the road to the leisure place with great interest.

Because Aizawa Xiaota specially asked for two days off to visit, and the time is still enough, so he was also invited, and it happened to be more opportunities to re-establish a relationship with his nephew.

"You are my uncle? No wonder, I feel very kind when I see you." Probably because the sun was too dazzling, the black-haired boy put on a pair of sunglasses and a cool casual outfit, and quickly plunged into the holiday atmosphere .

Xu Shi noticed the bloodshot eyes in the corner of the guardian's eyes. He habitually took out a small bottle of eye drops and sunglasses and handed them over. He said very familiarly: "Take care of yourself, do you want to hold an umbrella for you?"

"It's okay, don't take care of me as a disabled person."

Seeing the annoying "cat thief" gone, Aizawa Shota felt a lot more relieved seeing his own brat returning to a caring and well-behaved appearance, and the corners of his lips that had been tightly pursed finally showed a tendency to relax.

On the other hand, the thorny student next to him thought that the trip to the hot spring would give him a chance to take revenge, but now there was an inexplicably more devil teacher in charge, and his movements were restricted everywhere. behind.

After being quiet for a few minutes, Bakugo lost his patience, walked up to the black-haired boy in two steps, and said in an almost provocative tone: "Hey, you really don't remember what happened before?"

"Whether you remember it or not, I know that you can't beat me." For some reason, when he saw a violent brother who likes to explode, Shuli couldn't help but become vicious. He knew that the other party had a bad temper, and he continued to explode Click on it.

Sure enough, the milk-blonde boy immediately rolled up his sleeves aggressively, showing a horrible smirk, "I think you've almost recovered, now, let's have a showdown—uh, huh!"

Before he finished speaking, he was sanctioned by the head teacher and guardian, tied into a rice dumpling by a restraint device, and enjoyed the "advanced treatment" of being dragged forward.

"Don't cause trouble, Bakugo. You heard about the riots in Yokohama, and you followed suit, using your personality recklessly, right?"

"Don't think that you can mess around outside the school. If the president of the Armed Detective Agency hadn't given a guarantee and confirmed that you were fighting under supervision, I'm afraid the government staff would be looking for you second."

"Like Lugu, Hong, and Iida, everyone is so worried..."

The black-haired teacher was probably used to the teaching mode. Even when it was time to relax, he couldn't help but say a few words, and then pressed his aching forehead to ease the annoying emotions brought about by the restless students.

"Green Valley and Hong, are these two guys?"

After teasing Bakugo, Aizawa Juri was obviously in a good mood, looking through the accumulated messages on his phone, when he heard a familiar name, he raised his hand to show the picture on the screen.

It was a group photo in the ward. Two teenagers in hospital gowns were facing the camera, with bandages on their arms. It was obvious that they had also experienced a fierce battle.

Maybe this alone may arouse sympathy from others, but there is an ID nicknamed [Little Brother No. [-]] below, making complaints in a non-tense tone.

[Little brother No. [-]: Mr. Hong actually said that he is an arm terminator... From today on, I believe that he has a sense of humor. 】

"These guys aren't reflecting on themselves at all..." The homeroom teacher sighed exhaustedly. He really thought that he might go through the retirement formalities earlier because he had taken care of the disobedient students in this class.

And the nephew who worried him the most obviously didn't understand the sadness of being an elder. He was still muttering about "puppets and sand dunes" at the moment.

【Puppet cat sucks catnip and loses its mind.gif】

【Dune cat rolls continuously for three and a half weeks.gif】

[Little brother No. [-]: Aizawa-kun, you actually saved this set of emojis, and the Internet has already gone crazy...]

[Little Brother No. [-]: Favorited. 】

[Little brother No. [-]: Mr. Hong is always so calm, hahaha...]

[Little Brother No. [-]: Lugu, send me the complete set. 】

[Little brother No. [-]: Why do you want to collect your black history!Really...wait a minute, let me check the database. 】

[Brother: Send me a copy too.Also, you are obviously the first person to collect the complete set, you have already been exposed. 】

[Little brother No. [-]: ... (Jinjila is crazy.gif)]

System prompt: Brother No. [-] withdrew a message.

[Little brother No. [-]: I slipped my hand hahaha... Xiaosheng probably didn't see it? 】

Shuli looked down at the rice dumpling version of Bakugo Katsuki, and vaguely felt that this was Jinjila in the emoji, so he took a picture of this scene without the love of his classmates, and then forwarded it to the group.

[Little Brother No. [-]: It’s okay, it’s okay... No, I mean, where are you going to perform internship tasks?That's great, I want to go out too...]

【Brother: ...to go to the hot spring, we can change it. 】

As soon as he typed this line, he suddenly heard Kunikida on the other side yelling "Dazai! Come back to me quickly! Dazai——!", and he couldn't help but look towards the direction of the river.

On the sparkling water, there was a handsome man who was as serene as a Sleeping Beauty floating. Probably to set off the artistic conception, he clasped his hands in front of his chest, holding an unknown small wild flower.

If an uninformed person sees it, he might think he is filming a TV series, but in the next second, "Sleeping Beauty" drifts away with a long voice that deserves a beating.

"Country—wood—field—jun—"

"Are you calling me——Kun——————"

The members of the commune were accustomed to Osamu Dazai's suicide behavior from time to time, and now they calmly went down the river to fish him out, and dried him on the bank wetly.

By the way, Shuli just took the whole process of filming and sent it to the private chat group with the note "This is a member of our internship site", successfully erasing the beautiful fantasy of Green Valley.

[Little brother No. [-]: Eh, eh? !Do you like seniors who committed suicide?This habit is really scary...it seems that you are really working hard...]

The black-haired young man had no sense of causing trouble to others, and was still grinning and sighing: "Ah, this river is really——the water temperature is very low, and it is a good river that can slowly take away human body heat—"

Looking at him, Aizawa Shouta suddenly felt even more headache. He couldn't help wondering whether it was right or wrong to send his nephew here for an internship. Then he pulled out the restraint device and put on a pose that he was going to pack Dazai Osamu and Bakugo together for the road posture.

"give it to me."

The black-haired boy stopped the guardian's movement and bent down to grab the young man's drenched collar, but because he hated the touch of water too much, he couldn't do it at all.

"Hey, are you trying to turn me into a cat again, Aizawa-kun?"

Osamu Dazai bent his eyes, showing an expression that he had expected, and said in a very unbearable way: "But I have already suffered a loss once, and I will never look at you again."

"Really." The young man in front of him didn't show any sign of wavering. He also narrowed his eyes and slowly raised a wicked smile. "Who said that my ability can only be activated by looking at each other?"

While speaking, his ability to transform into a cat was instantly activated, very specifically turning the black-haired youth into a Bombay cat for the second time.It raised its head, looked at him with a pair of kites, and sneezed pitifully.

"Ah, it's so cold..."

The pure black cat meowed twice, flicked its tail and jumped into the embrace of the tree, completely ignoring the condition of its wet hair, and sighed comfortably: "Ah, your body is so warm, Aizawa-kun, can you take me with you? As you can see, I have lost my ability to move."

Aizawa Juri: "..."

——For some reason, there is always a feeling of being calculated...it shouldn't be true, right?