Cat King rules daily life in Yokohama

Regarding the matter of Dazai Osamu secretly raising a cat outside, Shuli didn’t blow his hair on the spot, or pounced on the black coat next to him carefully as if searching for evidence of his lover’s infidelity, and then pinched it (maybe it might exist) Mao Mao aggressively asked why the other party would do such a thing.

after all--

#猫大王: I don’t care at all, I’m just a little curious about which wild cat dares to break into my territory, that’s all:)#

Although he tried his best to suppress the rising anger, the aura around him still changed terribly, and it turned into a real cloud, rolling outward layer by layer, as if it would descend in the next second. Thunder and lightning.

click.

The black-haired boy who was sitting behind the desk concentrating on playing the game raised his head and keenly sensed that the atmosphere was not right, so he subconsciously pressed the pause button and searched back and forth for the truth by relying on his observation ability far beyond ordinary people.

However, no matter how brilliant he is, his five senses are still within the range of human beings, so he can't smell the "evidence" he brought back.Therefore, at the moment of lack of information, even if dozens of guesses flashed across his mind, there was no way to accurately determine which one was the truth.

(Obviously, the past few days have been calm, and even the matter of pretending to be pitiful to win sympathy did not make the kitten feel that something was wrong, and even peeled an apple with his own hands and sent it to the hospital bed...)

(So, which link is wrong? Sure enough, let’s try it out.)

He gently put down the game console in his hand, put on a harmless and well-behaved appearance, and was about to say something, but saw the little figure not far away, turned his head and walked away, ignoring his intentions at all.

Osamu Dazai: "...Oh."

——This reaction is quite bad.It seems that you didn't get angry with others, but it was specifically aimed at him?

As a smart person, he certainly couldn't catch up with him to find unhappiness. He still maintained a steady demeanor, and even handled a lot of work to distract him.When night fell, he finally stopped, grabbed the coat on the hanger, put it on, and walked out slowly.

For the purpose of killing time, his feet spontaneously led him to the outside of a familiar bar, and then stopped outside the door.

As in the past, the neon signboard with the word "lupin" hangs quietly above the head, like a cluster of fires burning steadily in the deep jungle, making the whole environment extraordinarily quiet, attracting tired travelers to stop.

However, the difference tonight did not lie in front of his eyes, but from behind him—even though the other party's footsteps were extremely clear and almost impossible to catch, they still couldn't hide from his innate vigilance.

In fact, to be more precise, it can be regarded as "as expected".

(What kind of message does the kitten want to get from me?)

He thought about it almost happily, without any dissatisfaction that he should have after being followed by a person (cat).

After all, in order not to be ignored, he has always tried his best to show his presence, and strives to be active in the heart of the other party at all times. Now that he has such a good opportunity to take the initiative to deliver to the door, he is really happy. angry.

(Kitty is not a patient person. Since he has waited all day today and has not "revenged", it means that he has not caught enough. In other words, the source of the explosive point is not the office, it must be from the outside world something of...)

He continued to ponder, removing all the wrong options, and at the same time stretched out his hand, pushed open the slightly old wooden door in front of him, and stepped into the warm room.In order to make it easier for the following felines to spy on his every move, he deliberately left a gap and did not tighten the latch completely.

"You guys came early today, Odasaku, Ango."

Setting the trap without any trace, the black-haired boy showed a relaxed smile, raised his hand to greet the two figures sitting in front of the bar, and then told the boss: "Ah, please bring me a glass of water with ice hockey. good!"

"Really, apologize for the word 'bar', Dazai. It's okay if it's once or twice, the key is you have kept it for three months, right? Enough is enough." The young man sitting at the farthest side pushed Pushing the glasses on the bridge of the nose, he muttered helplessly.

As always, Osamu Dazai sat down with a smile on his face, took the glass handed by the boss, and said quite innocently: "Because I'm quitting drinking—"

"I feel even more tired after listening to your explanation."

Among the three friends, Ango Sakaguchi, who was always in charge of complaining, tilted his head, and when he heard the crisp sound of his shaking the ice puck hitting the wall of the cup, he suddenly couldn't help but sighed: "I didn't expect you to be able to hold on. Because you seem to be the type to do everything for 3 minutes."

"It's too much, I've been serious all along, huh? For example, persistently looking for new ways to commit suicide—"

He complained half-truthfully, as if his naturally smiling lips raised a beautiful arc, as if he was amused by his own words.

Seeing that he was so unrepentant, the black-haired young man immediately corrected him with a blank face: "Even that has not been done for a long time, right? Ah, I am not supporting your suicide or something, but that there are too many deviations. It makes people feel uneasy.”

"I know a little about that."

Oda Sakunosuke, who seemed to live forever in an independent and quiet world, raised his glass and slowly joined the topic, "Dazai said that he found someone he likes, so he must change his bad habits."

"A person you like? I haven't heard of such things at all... Wait, are all the rumors circulating in the organization true!" Dazed by the sudden news, Ango Sakaguchi couldn't help but shoot the case, like a host The burning computer board was shocked by the large amount of information he had, and the whole person was in a trance.

As a spy within the organization, coupled with the ability to read the memory of items, he has been on the radio no matter inside or outside working hours, unconditionally accepting signals of various bands—in short, serious business and gossip Nothing escaped his ears.

Osamu Dazai leaned on the bar counter, propped his chin with his hand, as if he didn't know anything about it, he asked with great interest: "What, what, let's listen—"

"You should know better than others, right?"

The black-haired young man complained like a conditioned reflex, as if the virus had invaded too much, and the program responsible for protecting the main body was desperately resisting, and poured out the news he knew:

"The kid who went back to the headquarters with you before, many people believe that he is your second ability, and he said 'the same lolicon attributes as the leader', isn't it!"

"Everyone also said that you and another prospective cadre competed frantically for 'her', and you insisted on deciding who to win?"

"Although I have never met myself. But I always believe that everything is just rumors, but it turns out to be true?!"

The more he said it, the more unreliable he felt. He pushed the glasses that were falling down in excitement again, turned to the red-haired man for help, and said, "You must not know this, Odasaku, hurry up and say something!"

"Well, I really don't know..."

Oda Sakunosuke, who was out of the situation, nodded, thought for a moment, and then said seriously: "However, I also like that child. And it's not 'her', there is a boy in the tree."

"It's obviously not the kind of liking you said?! You really don't think there's anything wrong, or I really think too much, and I can't figure it out now!" I was exhausted by the thick lines of my friend, Ango Sakaguchi sat back down in a slumped position, covered his forehead and let out a long sigh, as if he had aged ten years in an instant, and couldn't even straighten his waist.

Probably because he thought his appearance was very funny, the black-haired boy suppressed his laughter, and like a child with a bad temper, he poked his cheek with his finger to confirm his life value.

He immediately waved his hand to stop him, and stopped him weakly: "I'm so tired, I won't be as tired as I am now after working overtime for ten consecutive days, I feel like I need to use work to refresh myself..."

"Eh? If you want to cheer yourself up, why don't you try the dynamic chicken hotpot that I have researched, how about it!" Osamu Dazai rolled up his sleeves confidently, and under the suspicious gaze of the person in front of him, he tried his best He began to sell, "Isn't it about grabbing a person's heart, or grabbing his stomach first? Recently, I have studied cooking very seriously! I guarantee that you will be full of praise after eating it!"

"...Please don't mention those things for the time being, let me take it easy. If you really want to cook, you can borrow the kitchen from the boss and go get busy." Ango Sakaguchi had no idea that he was about to step into the What kind of desperate situation, just blindly wanting to find something for him to do, so he agreed to the seemingly warm proposal.

The black-haired boy immediately started to play, happily discussed with the boss, obtained the right to use the kitchen and the required materials, then hummed a weird little song, and happily walked towards the destination.

——Hey, how could he have the heart to let the kitten stand outside the door for too long, so if he relied on food to lure him, he should find an excuse to break in, right?He is such a thoughtful person.

The young man who was about to set up the second layer of traps glanced indistinctly in the direction of the door, and after confirming that the little black shadow was still persistently sticking to the spot, a smile could not help but be evoked on his lips.

But when he lifted the curtain of the back kitchen and saw a familiar three-colored cat come out yawning, lightly crossed his shoe, and squatted aside, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and guessed the name of the domestic cat. Angry reason.

(Is it because I smell of it? I heard that cats are very territorial creatures, and it is true.)

Subconsciously, he raised his sleeves and sniffed, and by the way, blocked his slightly curved iris eyes, so as not to reveal his overly complacent good mood.

(So, is this treating me as my turf?)

(It would be even better if you can declare your sovereignty more frankly.)

(However, even with such a dishonest appearance, it still makes people feel uncontrollably happy──)

#黑泥喜怪: In short, we are only one step away from getting married.jpg#

The author has something to say: _(:3∠)_ Anwu’s amount of complaints alone can easily match the entire forum, it’s really hard for him

In short, let's try Dazai's cooking together!

In this chapter, if you touch ten babies who leave a message normally, you will get a red envelope!Love you chirp chirp!

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

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of He Sanhu; Chengbei -3 bottles;

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