Cat King rules daily life in Yokohama

Although the time and place are a bit random, the party who is the protagonist is also drunk, which looks like an impulsive behavior after a whim——

However, that was indeed the passionate emotion that he had thought about for a long time, like a lava brewing at the bottom of a volcano, after being suddenly stimulated by an external force.Alcohol only acts as a catalyst, not disturbing his true thoughts. He just grabbed a passer-by and asked such an important question.

In other words, all he cared about was the answer from the little guy imprisoned between his arms.

The strong smell of alcohol mixed with the fragrance of citrus and the familiar smell of "catnip" surrounded the whole people in the tree, leaving no room for escape.

Now, what caught his eyes was Zhongya's open chest.

Because of wearing a kimono, the muscle lines wrapped under the shirt on weekdays now appear full and lively with the movement of propping forward, extending down along the leather belt worn around the neck, flowing through the shape The beautiful collarbones finally converge at the two loosely crossed front plackets.

The male flamboyant hormones seem to burst out in an instant, impacting the senses of others.

Although being the same sex, the bean-sprout-shaped feline was still in a daze for a moment, and a certain string in his mind was beating, causing a mysterious echo.However, he soon came back to his senses and began to seriously think about the questions raised by the other party.

Does he like Senior Chuya?

As his gymnastics teacher, he has the strength to stand out from the crowd, has a hearty and approachable personality, and gives his subordinates care like a spring breeze... Most importantly, he has the "catnip" smell that makes him hard to resist.So, the answer is of course yes, right?

"—Of course I like Chuya-senpai."

In order to make himself appear more sincere, he also nodded, and the two plush animal ears that were about to blend into the darkness moved up and down, unconsciously attracting the attention of the person in front of him.

Perhaps it's because he hasn't yet reached the stage of voice change, his voice is a little soft, and when he speaks, he always gives people the illusion that his ears are gently brushed by a cat's tail.At such a special moment, it made the only audience itch to the bottom of my heart.

He was obviously the one who raised the question, but when he got a definite response, Zhong Yuanzhong's cheeks, which were also flushed with the smell of wine, suddenly became hotter, and his ears hidden in his hair burned involuntarily. When they stood up, they almost completely merged with the orange hair, and they couldn't tell each other's colors.

I don't know if it was to cover up his embarrassment, he leaned down as if exhausted, then folded his arms, and pressed the soft little cat into his arms.Immediately afterwards, he muttered softly like a raving: "Why are you so sure... Sometimes I don't know whether such feelings should exist or not, obviously... I shouldn't be thinking about it..."

"Um, Zhong, Senior Zhongye, you're hugging me a little too tightly, no, I can't breathe..."

"Huh, I'm sorry...!"

At the moment when the adrenal glands were rapidly secreting, his considerate nature still couldn't be completely erased, so he quickly relaxed reflexively, and lowered his eyes to pay attention to the condition of the person in his arms, "You, are you okay?"

"Senior Chuya's strength is really too great..." Juri, who was almost smothered to death, struggled to raise his head, his jaw just touched his senior's well-trained pectoral muscles, and then muttered depressingly and enviously: "The pectoral muscles are too strong." It's so big that I can't breathe."

The distance between the two of them was too close, the small air whirlwind he exhaled hit the naked chest of the person in front of him, causing the blush that originally covered the face to spread down in an instant, burning the exposed part to the outside. .

If Zhongyuanzhong was also a pot of hot water put on the stove, suspicious white smoke would already be coming out from the top of his head at this moment, knocking the little hat that served as a lid into the air, reminding him of the fact that he had been completely boiled (wasted). .

He couldn't help coughing dryly, and hurriedly glanced away, but his swaying eyes just happened to glance over the slightly opened lips of the person in his arms, and he couldn't help thinking of some danger—should, should confirm the feelings of each other ,Right?In case the little ghost talked on the spur of the moment, he would definitely push him away...

If it were him in normal times, even if he had such a bold idea, he would choose to suppress it because of too many worries.But under the influence of alcohol, the unique impulse of young people almost occupied all of his thoughts, so that before he could react, he lowered his head and quickly approached the target that made his mind shake.

"Chuya, senior...?"

Shuli called his name instinctively, a pair of green cat pupils fixed on the ever-dilated handsome face, and inexplicably became nervous.The heartbeat of felines is much faster than that of human beings, and now it is hitting the eardrums desperately, mixing with the heartbeat of another person, interweaving a noisy joy.

(Chuya-senpai's eyes look more like jewels up close... wait, eyes!)

Without the control of Dazai Osamu and the bandages, his eyes widened subconsciously, and they happened to meet the azure blue pupils that shone with a moving luster.

With the blessing of the drunken debuff, Chuya Zhongya's reaction force was obviously reduced to the lowest point, and when his mind was confused, he couldn't make a judgment in time.Therefore, one second before he was about to successfully carry out the "criminal act", he was once again tragically hit by the assimilation ability, and his whole body shrank suddenly, turning into an orange (short-legged) Munchkin.

"Meow--!"

The cub caught in the kimono had weak paws, and after wriggling for a long time, he couldn't get out. In the end, he could only howl in grief and angrily, and pushed back with his fur buttocks.

Probably after the body has shrunk significantly, the excessive alcohol content has doubled and washed the nerves, causing the originally shaky thinking to be completely disconnected with a "snap".Therefore, no matter whether he still possesses human memory or not, he basically can't play any role at this time, and has completely degenerated into a state of acting on instinct.

The cat king was full of affection for this, and bent down to search for his senior from the messy kimono.In order to make it honestly stop being drunk, he precisely pinched the orange cat's nape, relieved most of its strength, and then picked up the soft ball of hair and stuffed it into the crook of his arm.

This feng shui scene was very joyful, which instantly swelled his mood a lot.

Being killed in the arms of the drunken senior, although he didn't hold any grudges, it did not delay his joy of turning over and making decisions, so he immediately pinched its pink and tender paw pads, and solemnly exhorted: : "Don't move around, if you fall halfway, with your current condition, I'm afraid it will become a meatloaf."

"..."

The kitten, which was forced to hang on his arm, flicked its tail and lowered its head weakly, acquiescing to the "ride" condition.After all, just because the brain is eroded by alcohol does not mean that the IQ and desire to survive are also offline, and its good face is not much lower than that of the disciples.

In short, since things have developed to the point where they are today, it can only be patient.

Shuli stretched out his hand to stroke it several times before he started to walk back the same way.However, considering the commotion at the reception just now, he was a little hesitant, for fear of facing everyone's sympathetic gazes after entering the room, so he stopped slowly before he walked halfway.

(Simply... go back to the room?)

(Hey, I wanted to have a good time, but I even endured things like holding hands with Dazai Osamu, but I didn't expect to lose to the always reliable senior Nakaya...)

(Again, what about "adult happiness", is it really a lie again? Drinking like a wobble, how happy is it?!)

He was thinking about the deceitful bandage monster in his mind, and as a result, as if it played some mysterious summoning effect, after turning the corner, he actually saw a familiar figure.

The black-haired boy's physical skills were not as good as his arch-rival's, and he drank a lot of alcohol. Even if he tried to catch up with the taken away tree, he was slow by a few beats, relying on his clever brain to analyze and recognize the way, so as not to follow leave.

This is about the longest distance he has ever traveled, and his feet are soft and effortless, as if he is stepping on cotton, and there is a possibility of falling all the time.And from his perspective, the whole world was shaking extremely violently, shaking like an earthquake, which made his stomach churn, wishing to pour out the wine that had been poured indiscriminately.

——If he had known that he would make himself so miserable, he must play the game in a different way...

The effect of alcohol on everyone seems to be different, some will sleep obediently (such as Akutagawa Ryunosuke), some will be drunk crazy (such as Nakahara Chuya), and some are his inexplicably wronged type .

So, when he finally found the abducted cat, his iris-colored eyes blinked and his long eyelashes trembled, revealing a different sense of vulnerability than before.It's completely different from when he was pretending to be pitiful and good-looking, he didn't go forward, but stopped on the spot, squatted down, shrinking himself like a bird with its wings retracted, and buried his head in the gap between his arms between.

Shuri has always had a temper that prefers softness to toughness. If Dazai Osamu gets entangled with stickiness, it will only make him back and dodge, but when he sees the young man exuding a "weak, pitiful and helpless" aura, he immediately loses control Walk forward without hesitation to check the other party's situation.

The guy who stands taller than him, although not as weak as Akutagawa, is not a strong type, and occasionally gives him a rather thin feeling.

However, thanks to Osamu Dazai's ruthless artifice and planning ability, like a halo that blocks the view of the outside world, no one dares to look back and forth carefully.As a result, few people realize that he himself is actually quite vulnerable, and he is a weak and delicate type.

It was like a sword that had been polished to an extremely thin and sharp edge, with amazing lethality but almost zero defense.

But now, all of his aggression has faded, and his fragile nature is clearly revealed. Even every strand of black hair on the back of his bandaged head seems to be filled with the express words "come and comfort me" .

The feline responded to his call, patted down with his free left hand, slightly smoothed his black hair that was unwilling to be lonely, and then asked in a low voice: "Are you okay——"

"...I have something to do."

Before he could finish speaking, Osamu Dazai squeezed out a few syllables in a muffled voice, like a balloon with a hole in it, and his whole body became smaller again.

(...There is always an illusion that if you don't hug him quickly, this person will disappear completely.)

(Wake up, you are that fearsome Osamu Dazai? No matter how cute you are, I will never give you a hug!)

Forcing himself to be a ruthless mafia without emotion, Juli just wanted to withdraw his hand, but he didn't expect that the black birdball suddenly spread its wings, wrapped its arms around his waist vaguely, and pressed his forehead up, vibrating Put on a posture of "If you dare to ignore it, I will cry for you".

"I really lost to you... So, what's the matter with you? Are you uncomfortable?"

He tried his best to raise his right hand, and raised Manjikang, who couldn't help but want to kick his feet with his short legs after meeting his arch-rival, at the same time he had to pay attention to the teacher who turned into an older child after being drunk, and fell into the "male left and right" again. jpg" difficult situation.

#猫大王: It’s really hard to be a human. #

The black-haired boy didn't understand his hardships at all, and still maintained his aggrieved birdball state, muttering to himself in a particularly troubled way: "Why does it have to be him? I can't do it..."

"...???"

No, this person seems unable to communicate after drinking too much.

In order to quickly get rid of such an embarrassing situation, Shuli had to spend all his patience. When he didn't understand what the other party was referring to, the chick nodded like pecking rice, and said "You can you really Yes, you can” answer in the affirmative.

But his coaxing skills are obviously not good enough. Osamu Dazai, who has turned on the mode of being smart + coquettish, heard the perfunctory meaning in it, immediately shook his shoulders, and made a sound like a sob.

Even if this person is demon-possessed on weekdays, it is estimated that no one can resist his attitude, as if rejecting his request is a big mistake.

The felines who are not good at saying good things suddenly grow up to three, and they dare not answer casually, but carefully explore the other party's thoughts: "Who are you talking about? You have to give me a measure?"

"It's that, that brainless slug..."

Dazai, who still didn't forget to slander his arch-rival after being drunk, hugged the person in front of him even tighter, rubbing his bandaged head as if to replenish the sense of security he was born with, and then muttered a series of voices: "Even if, In other worlds, I would be unhappy too... That kind of guy, what attracts you, obviously, I am better..."

(Where does this person get his self-confidence... A suicidal madman who dies every day has the face to say that he is better than others.)

The inside of the tree complained expressionlessly in his heart, and for a while, he really couldn't go along with the bandage monster who sold himself and boasted (?) against his conscience.But soon, he realized how kind he was at the moment——

"In order to get you closer, I, worked very hard..."

The black-haired boy who became more and more confused tried to prove his own merits, racked his brains for a while, and suddenly revealed a secret behavior that he had been secretly rubbing for a long time, "Don't you just like the smell of catnip, I also have... Because I wasn't born like this, it proves that I have done more for you..."

"what have you done."

The feline who suddenly thought of some bad memories tried to keep calm and asked in a steady tone.

If it was Osamu Dazai in a normal state, even if he accidentally exposed something, he could quickly come up with countermeasures to change the subject, so as not to dig a hole for himself.However, at this time, in order to win love, he immediately betrayed himself without hesitation, raised his face as if asking for credit, and said: "I made the bathing agent of Polygonum sativa, it smells good—"

Shuli: "..."

——No wonder every time you get too close to this guy, you will lose your mind. I always thought you had a hidden ability to make people lose their minds:)

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, he no longer stopped Manjikang from kicking people with his short legs swinging from side to side, and in the accusing eyes of the bandage monster, he slowly smiled brightly, "Did you just say, I want to receive the same treatment as Chuya-senpai. Okay, I will satisfy your request."

"—Let me go! I'll turn you into a cat right now! Let you be happy too!"

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