Cat King rules daily life in Yokohama

The guy with a very low drinking capacity was limp all over his body, completely lost his usual vigilance, like a ball of cotton soaked in water, wishing to stick to the floor with a "click" by gravity.Probably due to the inability to control the body, the weight unexpectedly increased a lot, and the tree almost fell down along with it. Fortunately, he grabbed the curtain beside him in time to borrow some strength, so that two people did not get embarrassed at the same time.

"what is going on……?"

While he was struggling to support himself, he questioned intermittently, hoping that Alice, who had done something bad, would give him a similar explanation.

However, when he realized that the plan had been revealed, the guilty supernatural body was afraid that he would notice his little thoughts and feel disgusted, so he turned his head and ran away, planning to wait for two days to calm down before coaxing the cat.

So when the tree raised his eyes and looked around, he couldn't find her shadow, only the glass bottle that fell at his feet was reflecting the fine halo, which proved that the owner had left the miserable situation of running away .

Unable to understand why things turned out like this, he sighed long, and turned his head to look at the boy who was resting on his shoulder.

Due to the height difference, he couldn't hug him up, so he could only wrong him to sit on the rug in the cool room temporarily, leaning against him sideways.This novel angle just allowed him to observe carefully and see Akutagawa's cheeks, which were rarely dyed light red, and his slightly parted thin lips.

Probably because his nerves became sluggish after being drunk, the drowsy young man in black slowly exhaled the scent of sweet wine, and the frost-colored ear and hair on one side fluttered along with it, like a lop-eared rabbit swaying obediently Hairy ears, deliberately provoking people to reach out and stroke them.

When he was sober, he would never allow himself to show such a fragile side, or be indifferent or full of hostility, completely concealing the fact that he is only a teenager and has such a weak body.

(What a brazen guy...)

The felines couldn't hold back their love of fluffy things, and for the first time, the careless junior touched the dangling ear hair with his fingers without turning into a cat.Unlike its owner, it was incredibly soft, more like a Rashomon that could be transformed into any shape, wrapping around his fingertips docilely.

And the real Rashomon seems to have given up the job of protecting the Lord, allowing him to play with the unconscious Akutagawa Ryunosuke at will.

However, just before he was eager to try and poke the ruddy cheek of the person beside him with his sinful cat paw, Osamu Dazai, who secretly promoted the development of the situation, appeared in time and leaned over to hold his slender wrist bones.

In order not to make his movements appear abrupt, the black-haired boy subtly exerted strength to pull Juri to stand up straight.Immediately, he looked at the member of the grassroots organization closest to him, and asked with a smile, "Can I trouble you to send that child back to his own room?"

"Yes Yes!"

Knowing that he had no right to refuse, the man didn't even dare to ask about the location, so he quickly picked up the drunk Akutagawa, and walked towards the gate nimbly.

The feline worriedly wanted to follow, but Osamu Dazai still didn't intend to let go of his hand. Instead, he said casually, "It's okay, there will be no problem."

"But just in case he doesn't know which room Akutagawa lives in..."

"This is a trivial matter, just ask someone casually, and it will be clear."

The other party interrupted the voice in the tree, as if he didn't understand why he suddenly lost his IQ. Chang Yin reminded: "Don't forget, the last mission made the names of the two of you spread throughout the organization, but anyone with a bit of acumen may have paid attention to the news related to this in private."

"In other words, it would be strange not to know—"

"It's really bad news that spreads thousands of miles..."

His complexion changed slightly, obviously he believed Dazai Osamu's words, felt very ashamed, so he had to give up his sense of responsibility as the boss, twisted his grasped wrist with a stern face, and protested: "Let's not mention that matter first , but you, why do you keep grabbing me?"

"Isn't this great? You can freely participate in annual meeting activities without having to worry about your eyes." The black-haired boy continued to rationalize his behavior, blinking his one-sided kite-colored eyes, in the warm light of the room There are harmless ripples swaying below, extremely full of power to confuse people's hearts.

If he really wants to incite someone, I am afraid that even if it is a very dangerous direction, such as making the listener commit suicide happily, he will undoubtedly succeed.Not to mention, just convincing the stubborn kitten in front of him is much easier than drinking water.

(It seems to make sense, since it is an annual festival, it is simply unreasonable not to join in the fun...)

Shuli hesitated for a moment, and finally let him drag forward a little discouraged. He passed many peeking eyes all the way, and arrived at a different low table.

In order to meet the needs of all members as much as possible, there are not only long tables that can accommodate 20 people, but also several small, boxy tables that look like the words "Private space, do not disturb" are written brightly ——What's more, when Osamu Dazai stopped, he actually picked up a small sign with "Goryu" from the table, and then threw it aside.

Obviously, this is a clean corner he specially reserved for himself by using his power without authorization, completely away from the noisy crowd.But then again, if he was really sitting at the big table, no one around would be able to eat properly, and he was afraid that if he made a wrong move, it would cause an unknown nightmare.

After all, the prestige of Osamu Dazai is not only useful externally, but also has a quite terrifying deterrent effect internally.

"How, isn't it a pretty good viewing angle, you can see the whole scene inside the house."

Not minding the fact that he was (isolated) feared by others, or in other words, quite enjoying the current cleanliness, the black-haired boy sat down comfortably, poured himself a glass of low-alcohol sake, and sipped it in small sips.

The feline who was forced to bind him had no choice, so he sat down with his right hand clasped.Hearing this, he first looked left and right twice, then couldn't help turning his head, and his eyes fell on the cup in his hand.

——The contents inside exude a very similar taste to the drink Alice gave him before, but Dazai Osamu seems to have no problem at all after drinking it?

"What the hell is that, is it harmful to the body?"

Shuli really couldn't control his curiosity, even though he had been fooled by it countless times, he couldn't control it at all, and now he started the mode of thirst for knowledge again.

If he lived on campus, this would be a good thing, but the environment he is in is extremely dangerous (?), and he will fall into a trap if he is not careful.

Dazai Osamu is the one who digs the most diligently, so naturally he will not let go of the good opportunity presented to him, he immediately bends his eyes, and in an incomparably soft voice, he gives a persuasive explanation: "How could this be possible? It’s a good thing to help people forget their worries. You see, everyone obviously had a good time drinking. As for Akutagawa, he is too weak to bear the happiness of adults.”

"I see, it seems that I wrongly blamed Alice..."

"So, why don't you come and try—"

If it wasn't for achieving his own goals, he would naturally be too lazy to find reasons for the behavior of his competitors (?), and now he is just stepping on the paved road ahead and continuing to throw cat food.

Seeing that the kitten in front of him was hooked and tentatively opened his mouth to pick up the bait, he turned over a cup again, filled it with wine with one hand, then pushed it forward, and continued to bewitch irresponsibly Said: "Ah, if you think you can't do it, it doesn't matter if you don't drink, anyway, you are still very young..."

"I'm not as weak as Akutagawa?"

A face-saving feline is not the type that lacks reason, but thinking that the younger brother has the courage to try, he is so evasive that he has no face to dominate, so he simply takes the wine glass and prepares to drink it up boldly.

A hand with sharp knuckles suddenly pressed down, just covering the mouth of his cup.

Immediately afterwards, he heard a familiar deep voice sounding from above, full of murderous intent, and the ending sound was like a sharp sword, piercing straight through the table, as if there was a crisp "duh".

"—Are you really brave enough?"

The reprimand from unknown direction is full of deterrence, not to mention ordinary people, even Juli can't help but stiffen reflexively for a moment, feeling a little guilty inexplicably in his heart, as if he did bad things behind Zhongyuan Zhong's back but was caught on the spot just as scary.Fortunately, he soon found out that the unlucky guy (?) who was being targeted was someone else, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

In contrast, Osamu Dazai's complexion visibly sank.

Just like the present report, 10 minutes ago, he arranged for his upright disciples to destroy Alice's plan, and the result was like history repeating itself, except that this time the person who was interfered became him.

——Tsk, squawking slugs are always so annoying, take this opportunity, just deal with him.

The black-haired boy made up his mind, slightly hooked the corners of his lips, slightly eased the displeasure rolling around him, tilted his head and challenged his arch-rival: "Before talking about others, why don't you reflect on yourself, Zhong Ye. Compared with I'm obviously much better than a 'convict' with a lot of bad records."

"Bastard Dazai, what nonsense are you talking—"

"Where is my nonsense, if you just admit that you don't have that kind of thought, I will take back what you just said, how about it?" As if playing a charade, he didn't say the specific content that the two of them knew well, still maintaining a high level Smiling unpredictably, he stared at the orange-haired boy who began to dodge his eyes frequently.

Probably turning into anger from embarrassment, Zhong Yuan Zhong also suddenly pressed down the wine glass that was held by the bottom of his hand, and slammed it on the table.The clear liquor splashed in all directions, soaking his five fingers, which were rarely covered with leather gloves, and twisted down tick-tock, slipping into the palm that hadn't been pulled away from the tree.

"—What do I think, it has nothing to do with you?!"

He didn't have time to think about it too much, so he raised his voice unconsciously. Waves surged in his blue eyes, as if they would sweep over the lifeless mackerel in an instant, crushing them into crumbs.

The people at the dinner tables nearby could not help but hear his voice, but to save their lives, everyone dared to prick up their ears secretly and continued to pay attention to the gossip news created by the two cadres and reserve soldiers.Although they often quarrel like this, anyone can see that today it contains a completely different subtle atmosphere than before, which makes people almost breathless.

However, no matter how terrifying the enemy's aura is, it can't shake Osamu Dazai's nerves, and he spread his hands at this moment, expressing emotion full of mockery: "Look, it really is like this, so what right do you have to control me? "

"……hateful."

In the quarrel, the orange-haired boy never seemed to have the upper hand, and now he choked for a moment, and wanted to punch someone with his fist on the spot.But recalling that the other party once said that he "can't learn other ways to deal with it except violence", he hesitated for a while, so he sat down in the tree on the left side uncomfortably, gritted his teeth and said: "Let's change the way The duel, the loser must shut up honestly!"

"Oh? What about the winner's reward? Could it be that you want to use living creatures as bets—"

"I won't do such a tasteless thing, don't mislead me."

He stared at his arch-rival who was still not serious, flipped over a new glass casually, opened all the various types of wine placed on the table, and asked in a vicious voice: "Whoever drinks first will lose, how dare you?" Don't dare to fight?"

"Wow, what a dreadful duel. But, when have you ever seen me afraid of you?"

The black-haired boy still smiled casually, and his iris-colored eyes scanned the wine bottles of different heights one by one, as if admiring the beautiful flower field, and then picked a "flower" from it and poured out the fragrant honey juice.

Immediately, the smell mixed with a strong wine fragrance permeates, brushing the nose, showing how amazing it contains.

Even felines who are not familiar with the effects of alcohol shrank back in awe of its powerful power, as if they could already imagine how terrifying the consequences it would cause.

——I always feel that the situation is quite bad, right?Do you want to stop it...

Sandwiched between two cadres and reserve staff, he moved his eyes back and forth, observing Nakahara Chuya and Dazai Osamu from the corner of his eye, which happened to form a "left and right male.jpg" emoji.

#猫大王: If you want to survive, tell me, if you speak now, you are looking for death. #

The two people who jointly created the Storm Asura Field confronted each other for a moment, and then, as if they had pressed a switch, they raised their wine glasses at the same time, raised their necks, and swallowed the high-concentration liquid in it into their throats.

After drinking a glass, the faces of the cadres and reserve soldiers who often go to the bar remained unchanged, and they filled it up again tacitly, starting a new round of booze.From the point of view of those who love wine, this move has the same effect as Rumao drinking blood. Not only is the flavor completely wasted, but also has no sentimentality.

However, the two extravagant guys whose income levels are much higher than ordinary people don't feel that they are wasting at all.Especially Osamu Dazai, who is good at cheating, dumped a lot of them secretly without any psychological burden, allowing the liquid Japanese currency to be washed away and run into the trash can to become one of the kitchen waste.

His small movements are extremely subtle, let alone Chuya in the Central Plains, who is far away, even in the tree next to him, he didn't notice the slightest bit, and he was regarded as a type of drinker who was amazingly drunk.

Therefore, the honest man who poured himself cup after cup was naturally no match for his nemesis who cheated and played tricks, and soon squinted his eyes in a daze, and tilted his head to the side of the table.

The orange hair, which was combed carefully on the side of the neck, gradually spread on the smooth wooden surface, turning into a mess of fluff.And the blue eyes that were originally vigilant were also drifting in a daze at this moment, as if turning into a floating sky from the sea, occasionally mixed with some hazy mist, causing the sunlight to scatter into tiny fragments that could not be caught.

He seemed to hold on to the last bit of his sanity, and muttered lines that refused to admit defeat: "I, it's okay—well, it's okay..."

"Hey, isn't this weaker than I expected."

The black-haired boy turned his face sideways, revealing a face that was also slightly drunk, and his tone rose lightly.Although he used methods to avoid drinking too much alcohol, he was not very good at mixing drinks, so he inevitably felt a little groggy.

However, in order to reap the "spoils" in his self-definition, he cheered up, put his arms around the shoulders of the boy beside him, and intimately shortened the distance between the two.The bandaged black head landed on the side of the opponent's neck, rubbed it coquettishly, and then muttered softly: "I won, very, very powerful..."

"Drinking like this, what is there to be proud of?"

Juri, who couldn't understand the so-called "adult happiness" any more, raised his hand helplessly, trying to push away the sticky and beautiful bandage.But seeing his harmless side face at the mercy of others, he couldn't help itching his fingers, pinched his sensual cheek as if to vent his anger, and successfully brought out a painful "huh huh".

After two seconds, he complained in a long voice with aggrieved voice: "I've worked really hard, you should reward me—"

"...You two fight wine, why should I give out the prize?"

The unconscious feline in the center of the Shura field opened a pair of green eyes, and the other paw was eager to move, trying to reach over at the same time, pinching the soft flesh on Dazai Osamu's cheek, and pulling it to both sides. Pull, let's see how long the skin can be stretched.

(No, maybe he just can't handle the thick skin.)

He silently complained in his heart, who knows, the other party sat up straight as if he had heard something incredible, but instead held his shoulders with both hands, showing a rather oppressive serious expression, and said slowly: " Really, don't, say such things casually, it will make me have a very dangerous impulse..."

"……what?"

Shuli asked back in a daze, probably because the light flashing in those iris eyes was so different from the past, which made him have the illusion that he was being watched closely by the hunter, and the alarm bell suddenly sounded in his heart.

The other party hooked the corners of his lips, weaved a catch net with a rather dangerous soft voice, and slowly fell to his position, blocking all escape routes.

"—Do you really want to know? Maybe, it will become impossible to escape. Don't stir up my emotions at will."

"Don't say things that I can't understand, besides, you were the first to—"

The feline, wrapped in a dangerous breath, instinctively backed away until it touched the warm body on the other side, and then had to stop - this should be the first time in the cat's life, he kind of gave up his curiosity impulse.

But before he finished speaking, the drunken guy behind him suddenly raised his arms, slapped away the hands that were pinching his shoulders, and replaced them with his own.Perhaps because he drank too much, Zhongyuan Zhong also used his ability to cover his body with red light, turning him into a lightweight pendant that weighs less than a strand of hair, and he staggered outward when he picked it up to walk.

"Senior Zhong, Senior Zhongye???"

"Shut up, I have something to ask you here—"

The orange-haired boy muttered in a voice full of alcohol, ignoring the surprised eyes of the people around him and his subordinates who tried to stop him, quickly stepped on the carpet in the corridor, and moved towards the sparsely populated place.

He probably didn't even know where he was going, so he walked for a while, randomly chose a smooth wall, and then pressed the feline in his hand to stick it, creating a narrow cage with his arms.

Then, the question that had troubled him for a long time finally blurted out under the influence of alcohol——

"...Hey, you bastard, do you like me?"

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