Cat King rules daily life in Yokohama

Aiming at the sad situation of being frequently called indiscriminately when doing tasks, the narrow-minded feline went back and sulked while rummaging through various collections in Dazai Osamu's bookcase, trying to dig out a cool enough nickname from it Come.

It has to be said that almost the whole body is buried in it, and the appearance of instinctively raising the black animal tail due to dissatisfaction is really indistinguishable from a domestic cat desperately scratching the breeder's furniture with its small paws.

Every time he saw him doing this, the black-haired boy sitting by the side immediately dismissed the idea of ​​saving the bookcase, and let him flip through it with a smile. —Of course, there is definitely not much knowledge ingested into my mind, it is just a page-turning machine that can't get emotions.

After watching enough excitement, the teacher who really read a lot of books tilted his head, casually turned the half-turned tome upside down in his hand, and sighed with a look of someone who had come here: "If you don't make a name for yourself in advance It is indeed very easy to cause similar things to happen.”

"But the nicknames of Chuya-senpai and Akutagawa are obviously okay! Although the 'Double Black' you combined is common, but it's still acceptable..."

Shuli sat in a fortress made of books, pinched his jaw thoughtfully, and then complained mercilessly: "Speaking of which, you obviously don't even have a nickname, so you have no right to speak out!"

"A truly capable person doesn't need fancy things to add to himself—"

Osamu Dazai, who was attacked by his disciples with words, shrugged his shoulders, then stretched out a finger and shook it, providing evidence for his statement with a proud expression: "Look, just say my name, the enemy will Shaking ~ non-stop, so there's no need to mess around with weird prefixes. But obviously you can't do this, so just follow my advice, how about it?"

"Let's just say it out and listen?" The feline asked without hope, and the animal ears on the top of its head turned to one side, revealing a bit of curiosity that could not be concealed.

The black-haired boy immediately sat up straight with great energy, and said solemnly: "How about calling it a monster cat?"

"Rejected, are you plagiarizing through and through? I didn't think about it at all!"

"Huh? I think it's perfect—"

After several days of hard thinking and contemplation, there was no result. Shuli didn't even give up, and secretly discussed it during the exclusive milk time between himself and the reliable senior: "Who gave the title of Senior Chuya in the first place?" where?"

"Ok?"

Startled by the sudden question, the orange-haired boy put down his empty cup, raised his hands uncomfortably to rub the loose hair on the back of his neck, and said with a little hesitation: "Everyone call whatever you want, just pass it on slowly. It's open, I don't know which guy is good at all...Why did you suddenly think of asking this?"

"...just, just chatting casually."

This time he hesitated and turned into an cat king. Seeing that he could not get any effective advice, he drank the remaining milk in the cup, and then ran into the bathroom of the training room, and put himself and the ceramics that Zhong Yuanzhong had also used. The cup was cleaned and placed on tiptoe on a high place.

This is a custom-made cup set that he bought for the New Year gift before, and he specially entrusted the boss to carve the position of the handle into different cat shapes, and gave it to his good comrades who are worried about their height.

Although the recipient was silent for half a minute when he saw Manjikang with his belly turned over, he still accepted this special gift that contained the disciple's heart, and used it with him in the following days Similar to couple milk cups.

(The little ghost gave this kind of gift, do you know the meaning of it...)

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't know how many times he looked at the soft and small back of the feline, and fell into a state of contemplation and tangled back and forth.

Normally speaking, a person like him who has been gangsters since he was a minor should be an experienced type, but because of his too innocent temperament, he has never had any experience in love, and he can't sort out his emotions with ease, and then pick them out. Some appropriate measures to speed up the progress between the two.

Therefore, the result of thinking too much is timidity, temporarily losing the aggressiveness and masculinity he is proud of.

——Absolutely, definitely not that he is afraid, but... at least wait until the little devil grows up a bit!If I do something now, I always feel like a pedophile!

The orange-haired boy who was still hesitating didn't realize at all that it was also a very bad thing to raise the disciple before starting.

Using his own previous metaphor, it is like a high-quality cabbage that has been planted in the field for many years. A delicious meal with a full stomach was obviously the behavior he despised the most at first.

But probably the essence of all things is "Zhenxiang.jpg". He not only wants to be a pig (?) at this moment, but also has to guard against the same kind of people who have the same thoughts.

Shuli, who still doesn't know his future fate, came out of the bathroom, and while shaking off the water marks left on his hands, he muttered, "We must not let the bandage monster break through this holy place, otherwise, the last corner where you can drink milk with peace of mind It will all disappear."

"You don't have to worry about this, he will never come in."

Zhong Yuanzhong, whose thoughts were interrupted, also replied reflexively. He obviously had a deep grudge against this, and wished to clear the guy who prevented him from growing taller directly out of the organization.

Since the last time Osamu Dazai came up with the [-]-year rocket launcher oolong incident, summoned the future Aizawa Juri to his eyes, and saw the growth potential of cats, he turned around and started the "Port Mafia Weaning Project" in an attempt to Solve the problem from the root (?) - after all, he can't put his own cat in a fixed box and breed it into a forever short breed.Relying on inadvertently pressing the head every day will not have the effect of restricting growth at all, so we can only choose other aspects as a breakthrough.

As a result, the supplier who was responsible for delivering milk for the port mafia received a statement of payment and a notice of termination of cooperation on the second day.

Zhong Yuan, who got the news a little too late, wanted to blow the head of his deadly enemy on the spot.

(How naive is this guy?! He can come up with such a non-standard method, is it because he feels that he has lived too long?... Ah, this is the truth, that suicidal maniac who kills every day, is completely Don't care when you die, right?)

(Although, although he is also a little concerned about the height of the little devil in the future, as long as he surpasses it, wouldn't it be fine!)

(As a man, how can you not have such self-confidence! Dazai is indeed an unqualified guy!)

He firmly believes that in the future he will grow to be more than 1.8 meters, directly crush the bastard mackerel and the kitten he raised, and become a strong and reliable mature man—even though he saw a picture of himself in the parallel world, but because of his sitting posture Because of this, he couldn't deduce the truth, so he simply hypnotized his brain and made it believe his own analysis and judgment.

In short, a real man is never afraid of challenges, and he will defend to the death the right of himself and his disciples to grow taller with nutrition!

In order to achieve his goal, he rarely used a roundabout tactic. Every day he went out to buy milk in person, and then brought it back to the training room to enjoy it with the tree that came to the door on time. Finally, he saved the precarious growth plan.

"That's good, probably Osamu Dazai is always elusive, so I can't help but feel that he will appear from any inconspicuous corner..."

Shocked by his rich imagination, the feline flicked its tail, drove away the unpleasant images in his mind, bid farewell to his seniors in a polite manner, went back to the room to change clothes, and prepared to carry out the reception. down task.

But when he put on the improved version of the battle suit ver., the urge to slaughter in his heart rose to a high point again, making his fists itch again and again.

Probably in retaliation for sending a box of bandages to him as a New Year's gift, the guy who is his teacher took advantage of his power and personally participated in the design for the second time, sending back an improved version of the battle suit as a New Year's gift.

#猫大王: Dare to say that I am not sincere...you are obviously even more insincere? !No, from the point of view of angering me, it is quite intentional :)#

I don't know if he has drawn some inspiration from his previous snow-white outfit, but the other party actually chose a style that is the opposite of the mafia's gloomy tone as the base, and abruptly dressed him as a walking glutinous rice dumpling, not forgetting to give the beast To leave room for the melted part, a bonnet with two triangular ear muffs and trousers with a small hole in the tailbone were made.

After he put it on, he couldn't hide his whereabouts at all, it was as eye-catching as a live target with "Come and hit me, I'm here!" written all over it.

——This is a naked act of revenge!Even if you say it [-] times to exercise your ability to dodge, I won't believe it :)

However, perhaps because the mentor and the apprentice are united, Mori Ogai, who has always put interests first, did not object. He acquiesced in Osamu Dazai's almost nonsense behavior, and even allowed Alice to secretly take a photo as a souvenir.

Suffering from all kinds of persecution, Shu Lisheng has nothing to love. He deeply feels that the cold Hong Kong black has no warmth except for his reliable seniors, and he is almost depressed to the point of autism.Fortunately, he didn't finally learn the truth from "Xuecun" until he went out to work this afternoon——

"The organization that bought you before, came to 'visit' not long ago, trying to take you away from Hong Kong."

The blue-haired boy hid his true emotions, and explained softly: "According to the leader's speculation, they will observe your going out frequency and range of activities, and then forcefully snatch you during your mission. After all, you can't You who stay at the headquarters all the time and do not come out, but you who wander outside are basically equivalent to a target that can be hunted at any time."

"You also know that the Mafia is such an unreasonable type that will do whatever it takes to achieve its goals. There is no equal transaction and sufficient trust between them, and there is only the greedy nature of robbing precious resources. "

The illusionist, who subconsciously mocked, raised the corners of his lips, and finally revealed a slightly real side, and continued to throw bait without haste, intending to take this opportunity to reap his own spoils. After the classic scene.

"—This time, let us work together. Don't doubt, this is the order of the leader."

The author has something to say: I'm finally going to start doing things (crazy hand rubbing

感谢在2019-11-1320:57:17~2019-11-1423:01:42期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Fanhua;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Jiujiuyiyi; 1 bottle of fat;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!