Cat King rules daily life in Yokohama

……relative?

... kiss what?kiss who?Where are you kissing?

A series of small question marks popped up in Shuli's mind, but before he could decipher the answer, his body was suddenly driven by a mysterious force. The hands that were originally grabbing the hem of the person in front of him pulled the perpetrator directly. Had to stagger two steps.

Just looking at that posture, it's not so much that he intends to "actively" offer a kiss, but more like preparing to knock the other party unconscious with a head hammer. In short, it has nothing to do with tenderness.

The black-haired boy who was treated roughly was like a delicate flower, and immediately showed an expression of pain that he didn't know if it was real or not, and he frowned and stopped lightly: "Hey, hey—it hurts a bit, take it easy..."

"Hey, bastard Dazai, what the hell are you doing?!"

Nakahara Chuya's reflexes are top-notch, seeing that the situation is not good, he quickly slapped his enemy on the face, pushed aside hard, and shouted angrily: "Don't use this kind of thing as an experiment, if he really—"

Due to the fact that he inserted a bar horizontally, it happened to be sandwiched between the two people, but the feline who never wanted to be controlled by the "switch" couldn't make an emergency brake, and its soft lips just hit his face.All of a sudden, the words he hadn't finished speaking were swallowed back into his stomach like a lead weight weighing a thousand catties, which made his internal organs fall heavily.

(etc……?)

(what happened……?)

(It seems that the little ghost kissed me... Is it an illusion? It must be an illusion...)

The victims of the brain crash instantly became two. However, compared to the senior who was in a trance and had hot cheeks, Juli, who was not changing his expression on weekdays, was holding the "catnip" clothes to store his nest, and even licked the other party's bleeding wounds. Crazy Hanmao, obviously doesn't feel maladjusted.

If he was given a chance to express his heart, he would probably report his feelings seriously: Senior Chuya, you smell so sweet.jpg

But seeing that his rival had mistakenly reaped the spoils that should belong to him, Dazai Osamu couldn't let it go, and hurriedly pushed away the orange-haired boy who was as stiff as a stone sculpture and lost his ability to respond, raised his sleeve and wiped Juri's mouth , looking like his own cat ate something harmful by mistake, even the fake smile on his lips couldn't hold back.

"Never touch that kind of dirty slug, it will be poisoned."

As if it was not enough, he simply rubbed his soft fingertips against the slightly congested and fuller lips of the tree, and then whispered in a whisper-like volume: "You have to like me more..."

Cat King: ...

——If you are really like your nickname, a mackerel waiting to be eaten by cats, I can think about it.

Different from what he thought in his mind, the instructions infused into his brain through the "switch" continued to work, making him involuntarily press the two fingers covering his lips to move closer until they lightly touched each other's lips. At the corner of his mouth, he finally completed the task and stopped.

Under the effect of disqualification in the world, his assimilation ability temporarily lost its effect, so when the four eyes meet, he can easily catch the flickering fluctuations in the bottom of the kite-colored eyes-as for the meaning contained in it, it is very clear. Unknown, so that he has no way to penetrate it for the time being.

However, the black-haired boy looked like a cat whose fur had been smoothed. He stretched out his arms to embrace him, pressed his chin against the top of his hair, and then let out a contented sigh: "As expected, the kitten is still the best!" You like me, I know it! But this level is really not enough, why not try again——! Ah! It hurts!"

"...Who would like a guy like you!"

The feline animal with the genuine head hammer flicks its tail that is about to disappear aggressively, ignoring the perpetrator, covering his mouth, muttering complaining lines such as "biting his tongue", and grabbing his collar Then he walked towards the direction of the headquarters building.

Although there is a particularly obvious height difference between the two of them, Osamu Dazai's daily habits of life made him very thin, as if he were a paper kite with no weight, which could be easily passed by others. (cat) dragging away.

Of course, his chattering level is more like a chirping bird. Being treated like this, he has to make use of it, complaining aggrievedly about the atrocities he has encountered——

"It hurts, it hurts... ah, my body hurts, and my heart hurts so much that I can suffocate..."

"My elbow seems to be bleeding, and my back has been cut by a stone... Sigh, don't you feel sorry for me at all..."

"Do you really want to kill me... If it's your wish, I'll satisfy you right now. It would be faster to commit suicide by throwing yourself into the sea..."

"..."

He just walked out of the tree about one meter away and stopped, knowing that the other party was pretending to be pitiful, but he couldn't completely harden his heart and ignore it, so he could only pretend to be cold without looking back: "If you beg me, maybe I forgive-"

"Please~"

"...you man, can't you hesitate for a moment and show a face-saving side." Hearing the sweet voice of the other party, which seemed to be mixed with honey, he subconsciously let go of his hands, folded his arms and rubbed them together. , a look of being tired.

But if you can understand the emotions exposed by the swinging cat ears, you will probably know that he is actually quite useful for it-after all, he is a standard stickler, even if he always hides his heart with a disgusted appearance, I can't change my nature that I will calm down after being coaxed (casually).

The black-haired young man who had already figured out his temper tilted his head, showing a particularly harmless smile, and said confidently: "In front of you, I don't need those insignificant things at all. Sigh, my waist hurts so much after being tossed by you, come on!" Knead it for me~"

"Stop climbing, you bastard mackerel!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also finally recovered from the previous shock, raised his hand and lowered the brim of his hat to completely cover his expression, turned around, angrily kicked his deadly enemy who was sitting on the ground and refused to get up, and said in a vicious voice: " Back pain? I will treat it for you, how about it?"

"Broken, broken, broken-!!!"

Osamu Dazai, who could have been completely dodged, managed to avoid most of the attacks by only slightly turning a very small arc to gain sympathy, relying on his calculation ability and prediction far exceeding that of ordinary people.Then, pretending to be a helpless victim, he lay at his feet in the tree and began to elicit sympathy, uttering a feeble groan.

"Zhong also really wants to, kill me... But I promised Kitten that I would give my life to him, so I can't die in your hands..."

If he is willing, whether it is to provoke a struggle, or to attack the heart of the target, it is all within his reach.Because he has a superhuman mind, insight, and eloquence that easily confuses the soul like a demon, he can be invincible in almost any situation-the reason why he has not filled up the favorability of the cat king is partly because he has a relationship with Innate bad taste, on the other hand, is that he does not want to use false disguises to deceive, but wants the other party to accept the true self.

in short--

#黑泥怪的情感论论: Unacceptable black mud love has no future!Don't be afraid, you will get used to it slowly, after all, this is also my charm point (full of self-confidence.jpg#

But when his competitors are competing on the same stage, he doesn't mind doing little tricks to give himself the upper hand.

Sure enough, the feline who hates others asking for help immediately relented, leaned over to check the bruises that appeared on his waist, waved his hand at his senior, and said in a compromise: "Don't argue with him, Chuya Senior, it's not like you don't know how boring he is when he plays pranks."

Central Plains · more and more angry · thin face · hard to say · Zhong Ye: "..."

——That guy is not playing a prank, he is clearly taking advantage of you!A little devil who has no vigilance at all!

(If he didn't have the same thoughts, he could help his disciples to see the sinister intentions of a certain bandage monster openly, but... However, he is different from the bastard Dazai! He intends to cultivate feelings little by little, and finally it will come to fruition... )

(Ahhhh——when will the little devil grow up, by the way, open up?!)

(No, you have to be patient and wait a little longer...)

The orange-haired boy with a heavy sense of responsibility rubbed the back of his head irritably, and he was engaged in a battle between heaven and man in his heart.

Shuli didn't notice this at all, and softened his attitude a little bit, showing his strong (?) friendship to the black mud monster who pretended to be weak (consciously winning), half blaming and half comforting: "Don't you just talk about the question of whether you will die or not. Don't you feel panic when you talk about it every day... Forget it, I will find you a stretcher later, and carry it back directly."

"Then you have to stay with me all the time..."

The black-haired boy acted coquettishly and subdued regardless of his image, completely ignoring the group of subordinates standing around who wanted to poke their eyes so as not to be silenced in the future, and then successfully exchanged the feline's seemingly reluctant consent.

So in this mission to recapture the "switch", Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who suffered multiple gunshot wounds, and his teacher, who was not injured at all because of work, were admitted to the advanced ward of the port mafia together.

When the former had gone through the bomb extraction operation, was able to escape from the complicated and chaotic dreams, and opened his heavy eyelids with some difficulty, the first figure that caught his eyes was the junior he had paid a heavy price to protect. .At that moment, a sense of peace welled up in his heart, which made his tired nerves relax, and then he was about to fall into a coma again.

But before that, he couldn't help moving his dry lips, and intermittently expressed his own doubts: "Why, Mr. Dazai...is also on the hospital bed?"

"Ah, that—"

Seeing the restless junior wake up, the first thing he did was to care about Osamu Dazai. Juli couldn't help thinking of the reason why he caused such a tragedy, and the obsession he couldn't let go of, so he deliberately teased (gas) him: "Because It's your birthday, in order to let you and Dazai Osamu have a lot of time to love each other, Senior Chuya specially put him into the ward and gave him as a gift. How about it, are you very touched?"

"—————————"

Unable to bear such shock (excitement) excitement, the chef rolled his eyes and passed out completely.

The author has something to say: _(:3∠)_The inner drama of ten thousand characters is omitted here

感谢在2019-11-2022:26:08~2019-11-2223:33:45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: 2 Fanhua;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 108 bottles for Yu; 100 bottles for listening to angels singing; 1 bottle for Yuesa, Meow, and Severe Frost;

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