Cat King rules daily life in Yokohama

For Juli, the night of being possessed by an illusionist is almost no different from sleepwalking.

So when he woke up the next day, he couldn't remember how he came to Nakahara Chuya's room, and the two of them shared the same bed, which made him suck "catnip" for a long time unconsciously. ".

As for wanting to destroy the switch, he remembered it very clearly, but because he had too many similar dreams before, he took this time as the same situation.Especially after inspecting the undamaged emerald, he became more certain of his opinion, so he quickly put the supernatural incident behind him, and embarked on the return journey back to Japan with the reliable senior.

But if you look deeper, the "dream" left some influence on him, but it's not a bad thing——

(It turns out that I have long regarded the organization as a family.)

When he saw the very familiar headquarters of the Port Mafia against the sea breeze again, a burst of warm emotions surged in his chest, as if the blood flowing in his veins was no longer blood, but melted chocolate, turning the bitter memories of the past into sweetness. Almost every breath can feel the sweet taste.

(The freedom you once longed for can be obtained without escaping to a place that no one knows, as long as you liberate the shackles in your heart, it is actually within reach.)

(So, right here, live with the family that has re-established bonds, and fight to protect the things you love until the last drop of blood is shed.)

Unknowingly, his lips have raised an upward arc, which tends to gradually increase.

Not far away, a thin black figure walked straight towards him, letting the howling wind roll up the hem of his clothes, and unfolded to the side like the thin tail feathers of a bird, as if he would fly up and disappear in the next moment in the blue sky.

Fortunately, the man stood still with such a posture, opened his arms towards him, showed a smile that made all the hustle and bustle around him suddenly quiet, tilted his head and said warmly: "In order to celebrate your return, why don't you come and hug me? I am better than myself As far as I can imagine, I miss you even more—"

The soft ending sound scattered in the air, like a sigh, with the nostalgia that its owner couldn't restrain, instantly breaking the appearance of seeming to be able to do a job with ease.

Perhaps on a normal day, he would feel that Osamu Dazai had come up with some crooked idea again, trying to make fun of himself in a different way, so he spoke lines that shook people's (cat's) hearts with such a nasty appearance.

But at this moment, it just so happened that he was also in a very delicate state of mind, seeing that everything seemed to have a tenfold beauty filter, and he couldn't find any flaws no matter how he looked, so it was rare for him to take the initiative to step forward and prepare to be generous. Hugs back.

However, the orange-haired boy who was following him immediately stretched out his hand, precisely grasped the back collar, and lifted his whole body into the air, only keeping a very safe distance from the person in front of him.

"Don't lean over casually, you bastard mackerel."

After experiencing the confession in the haunted house, Zhongyuan Zhong also probably decided to give up his usual "reservedness", completely release his strong nature, and suppress all attackers who have no good intentions towards his disciples. .

However, in order to implement the plan, the black-haired boy who had to let them go abroad together was even more upset. Hearing this, he just raised the corners of his lips calmly, and while slowly retracting his arms, he mocked with a warm and indifferent voice: " What I want to do has nothing to do with you, right? Don’t get self-righteous just because you got some sweetness, Chuya.”

"Ah? You'll understand only if I explain it clearly. The little devil stays within my protection circle, don't cross the boundary casually."

"Okay, since that's the case, how about letting the kitten agree with your statement and admit that it belongs to someone else?"

Osamu Dazai, who opened his mouth to set a trap, narrowed his iris-colored eyes, as if he was feeling a little sleepy, with a relaxed look that never regarded the orange-haired boy in front of him as an opponent, and the provocative party immediately tensed up , subconsciously clenched five fingers into fists, and made a crisp "crack".

No matter how stupid a person is, he should understand that he should avoid touching the minefield where felines don't like restraint, not to mention that Zhongyuan Zhong is not stupid at all, but he has fallen into the enemy's text trap repeatedly because of his too honest temper. After a while, of course he knew that he couldn't follow the other party's train of thought, so he raised his eyelids and cast an annoyed look at him.

The aura between the two collided instantly, squeezing and shoving each other, no one had the intention of taking a step back.

But in the tree in the center of the storm circle, he turned his head and saw the dog-tempered boy standing silently behind Osamu Dazai at a glance. He felt that the figure looked very pitiful, like a shivering grass in the storm, without anyone. Asking about care and love, he immediately gave up his coat like a golden cicada shedding his shell, and rushed towards him as if he had been hit by something.

Fortunately, even if he was a little surprised by his sudden action, the young man who is good at manipulating gravity did not activate his ability, but just shook the only empty shell left in his hand a little speechlessly.

As the main body, the shelling cat was warmly received by Rashomon one second before it jumped up and was about to land. It was wrapped upright by a large piece of unfolded black cloth, and it was sent to its owner safely and soundly.

"senior."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who received the airdrop gift package, had no expression fluctuations, and he looked familiar, as if the two of them hadn't been apart for a month at all, and they still met every day, so plain that it was a bit unreasonable.

However, the little habit of using supernatural powers to wrap the opponent tightly to avoid the cold wind is enough to reveal the delicacy and tenderness unknown to outsiders, so the monotonous words that are connected seem to be endowed with a unique warmth.

"—Welcome back, senior."

"Sure enough, hearing this line makes me feel more at home."

Shuli stretched out his claws to grab the collar of the person in front of him, making the boy who was taller than him bow his head, allowing him to use the skill of smoothing the dog's head, and at the same time responded with satisfaction: "At this time, it's time to say 'I'm back. ', right? I've always wanted to try and see..."

As he spoke, his voice couldn't help but pause, and then it was mixed with curiosity.

"Although I really want to say that, but I have been very concerned from the very beginning... Why are you still wearing my scarf? Even if you are afraid of the cold, it is already May now, don't you feel hot at all?"

"Because the senior told me to keep it safe for the next generation when he was leaving, so—"

Akutagawa, who was questioned, answered honestly, never feeling that there was something wrong with his approach, and subconsciously raised his hand to protect the scarf, preventing his junior from tearing it off.

It stands to reason that his mission is over, and he should have given up struggling long ago, but there is always a stubbornness deep in his heart that makes him unwilling to let go of the "token" that virtually maintains the two of them.

So in the end, it was the real owner of the scarf who compromised, and he could only mutter helplessly: "What are you crazy about... okay, I didn't want you to return it at first, I was just afraid that you would be hot." It's just something wrong."

"Don't worry, it's not the first day he looks like that, even I failed to get him to take it off."

After watching for a few minutes, the black-haired boy walked forward with his hands in his pockets, and casually executed his disciple publicly. By the way, he touched the barrier made by Rashomon, and instantly eliminated its traces.

However, compared with Chuya Nakahara, whom he regards as his deadly enemy, in the battle for the king of cats, he treated his canine disciples kindly, basically in a state of laissez-faire.But that was definitely not an outburst of his kindness as a teacher, it was just that he simply didn't regard people as opponents.

——After all, there is really nothing to worry about.

The smile on Dazai Osamu's lips deepened, and he suddenly embraced one of his disciples with one hand, led the two people who were still confused about the situation, and ran quickly towards a certain direction, and announced on a whim: "Why don't we open a Let’s have a celebration! You can also play with Odasaku!”

"Hey, you guys, don't make random decisions, I have to take the little ghost to report to the leader about the status of the mission!"

The orange-haired boy shouted angrily from behind, but immediately returned the beating answer of "Can't you finish it by yourself?", which made him stride forward and start the daily killing mode.

"Don't say irresponsible words, bastard Dazai! Let me go!"

"Don't let it go! Don't let it go! Don't let it go even if you kill it!"

The scene where the two reserve cadres chase each other like childish ghosts and quarrel has become a unique landscape of the port mafia. Not only no one (dare to) step forward to stop it, but the subordinates who are watching from afar also tacitly open the mobile phone forum , click in turn under the pinned post.

#今天Mr. Dazai and Mr. Zhongya broke their heads for the cat? #

#打了，It’s really a peaceful and stable daily life (tea). #

After finishing a mission abroad that lasted almost a month, life in the tree seems to have returned to a familiar routine. He took over various tasks from his leader every day, and led them out like a wild horse (dog). My younger brother went out and visited almost every corner of Yokohama.

If there is no work, he and Akutagawa have to go back to continue classes and receive guidance and training related to academics and gymnastics.

This seemingly peaceful life is like the surface of the sea, making him completely unable to detect the undercurrent surging beneath it. He doesn't know when he will overturn the surface and use amazing destructive power to destroy everything he owns.

I don't know if he felt that he couldn't let his lack of vigilance go any longer. On this day, after he reported the completion of the task to Osamu Dazai, he saw the man take out an envelope from the drawer, push it in front of him, and said: Something completely irrelevant to the content of the conversation just now.

"Well, last time I broke the bar owner's kitchen, I prepared some compensation, please send it there for me."

"it is good."

Resisting the voice of "It's been so long, do you think of losing money?", the feline who accepts the errand work took the envelope and rushed to the clean bar named Lupine swiftly.

But after pushing open the wooden door that seemed to be isolated from the world, the first thing he saw was Ango Sakaguchi sitting alone at the table in a daze, so out of politeness, he greeted him.

"Good evening, Mr. Ango, it's rare to see you here alone."

"Ah, it's you..."

The young man, who had been distracted for a long time, raised his head, as if suddenly realizing that something was wrong with him, he couldn't help but hold the glass at hand, and took a small sip in a disguised way.The completely melted ice ball turns back into water, which dilutes the concentration of alcohol, so when it slides through the taste buds and enters the throat, it does not have any stimulating effect at all, but makes people feel lukewarm.

Because of this, he frowned, put down the wine glass that was shaking with light golden luster, and pushed the slightly slid glasses instead. Through the glass that reflected the warm light in the room, he looked into the tree not far away, looking for the boss. Consciously swept over the pair of raised black cat ears.

Then, he seemed to think about his choice of words, and invited softly, a little cautiously: "It's rare to see you come here by yourself, let me buy you a drink too, how about the milk?"

The author has something to say: Boss: There is no milk, Mr. Dazai cut off the supply, right? (Wipe the cup

Record landmine feeding (18/100), because it is about to end, let's change it to add extra times

感谢在2019-12-0802:06:17~2019-12-0914:17:52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 grenade: 1 for three months;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: late autumn day five, Fanhua 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of moon sa;

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