Cat King rules daily life in Yokohama

——Wishing to pretend to be the same kind means not really turning into a cat, but relying on shameless decorations to complete the evolution of "half-human, half-beast"?

Imagining that I was wearing cat ears and a tail, and wanted to send a happy birthday greeting in meow, the three men present fell into a deathly silence.

Even if Osamu Dazai ignored his face, he didn't have the courage to accept the challenge of such a public execution—of course, if it was just for fun in private, he wouldn't mind trying it.But at this moment, it is impossible to admit it in front of the deadly enemy, so as not to be caught enough to laugh at it until next year, and there is no way to achieve the original goal.It is not his style and principle to turn everything into a behavior that is not worth the loss.

Alice, who is a supernatural being, has no sense of shame as a human being. Hearing this, she opened her eyes wide in surprise, clasped her hands together with yearning and thought, "The idea of ​​Xiaoshu is really great! All along, only I It’s really frustrating not being able to play with you as a cat! But if you put on a similar costume and copy it, you’ll be fine!”

Not knowing whether it was to show her sincerity, or to have some tricky idea, she immediately patted her chest and promised to drag the maker into the water together, and make the same outfit to celebrate Shuli's birthday.

Imagining the appearance of his 30-year-old leader who lost his old face, thinking about his own life, Elvis immediately extinguished his enthusiasm, smiled dryly and made excuses: "Aha, haha... Actually, I just said it casually Just saying, don’t take it too seriously. After all, I’m not even sure when my birthday is, so there’s no need to celebrate.”

This is not true at all, probably because the human experiment had too much influence on him, or Shiga Aso, who was in charge of the operation, felt that the blank paper was more conducive to his control, so he simply washed away his past memories.In short, except for the painful transformation process in those years and what happened after joining the port mafia, his mind was almost blank, so clean to an incredible degree.

But he has already stepped out of the shadow of the past, and he doesn't feel much about it, and he can even say it lightly as a joke.

However, these words fell into the ears of the rest of the people, and caused different echoes and ripples. For a moment, even the most lively supernatural body didn't know what to say, so he could only nod his head in approval.

In the end, it was the orange-haired boy with the thinnest skin who took the initiative to break the deadlock. He turned his head and looked out the window, as if he was carefully observing the ever-growing tree he had planted with his own hands, and said vaguely: "Choose you to come to the organization Wouldn’t that be a good day? It should be memorable, right?”

"Well, although that's true..."

The feline who was poked into the softness of his heart raised the corners of his lips, revealing two pointed teeth, and did not expose the other party's considerate behavior that secretly acquiesced in his nonsense proposal.

But the guy who has never dealt with Zhongyuanzhong was not so kind. He immediately put down the half-drinked drink in his hand, and said in a long voice: "It seems that the slug is looking forward to the game of pretending to be a cat? Because little The day the cat joined the organization should have happened not long after my birthday—”

"...I didn't! Don't talk nonsense, bastard Dazai!"

Once he was randomly analyzed by his arch-enemy, his original blameless behavior of petting cats changed instantly, as if mixed with other ulterior motives. Hearing the orange-haired boy's blood surge, he subconsciously drank the empty bottle Throwing towards the other side.

As always, the provocative party was well prepared, turned his head to dodge lightly, and let the murder weapon that attacked him fly towards the wall behind, making a crisp "bang".It's not difficult to predict that if it really bumps into it firmly, with his physique of fighting the five scum, I'm afraid he will have a miserable fate of hitting the street on the spot.

"It's too much, you are so angry that you want to kill someone after being guessed by me—"

Even though he had just experienced a real threat, he still had no intention of restraining himself, and dared to pretend to bite back pitifully, then stretched out his hands to wrap around the tree beside him, and buried his bandaged head in the gap created by his arms He shook the place coquettishly, and complained angrily: "Since it's my birthday celebration, you can't just sit and watch him beat me, can you? Sigh, I'll be very sad..."

"Then you want me to help Senior Chuya hit you?"

Cats are probably the best at talking nonsense and climbing along poles. The cat king who is often hugged by him adapts well, and doesn't feel awkward at all.

But Osamu Dazai always uses his strength to explain what is called "the height of the road is one foot, and the height of the devil is one foot", and he still insists on doing so even when he knows that he will be retaliated. Naturally, it is to set a bigger trap.

I saw that he tightened his arms without any discouragement, making the distance between the two shrink even more, until his warm breath could already pass over the other's fair neck, and then he made a promise in a low voice that only they could hear: "In order for you to stand on my side, I have to give you greater benefits..."

"——Let you use me as you like for a day, how about it? It's a rare opportunity."

"..."

That was simply the whisper from the devil. I am afraid that no one can resist such a huge temptation, not even a cat.Especially for Juli, who doesn't know how much hatred he has recorded, it feels good just to rely on imagination, not to mention that the black-haired boy has been persistently drawing up that wonderful blueprint for him.

"No matter what you order me to do, I can serve you tea, help with massage, run errands, even if I don't want to do it, I will do it right away."

"Also, what you said before, you want to hear happy birthday in cat language... As long as you teach me, it doesn't matter how many times you want me to say it—"

"... Really, really?"

The shaken cat king pretended to be calm, but he didn't know that his unnatural pause had already exposed his true heart at this time.

The fellow of the cat family immediately climbed up the pole, and gave him a gift in advance with a sweet voice without hesitation, "Meow, meow——Is that so? Because I haven't learned it, will it sound a bit strange? "

"It's, it's still, it's okay..."

Inexplicably, Shuli's heartbeat began to speed up, and he stuttered uncontrollably. He only felt that the place touched by the other party's breath was slightly hot, and his whole body (the cat) was burned to the point that something was wrong.

(Hey, what's going on?! Is it because this guy is too close, obviously I don't feel this way at all on weekdays...)

(...I must be overly excited because I can order Osamu Dazai at will? That's right.)

Trying to do a good job of psychological counseling for himself, he was (de)witted in a hurry, and found a way to attack the other party to change the passive situation: "However, what you call it, it is usually a female cat who just wants to mate. That's how I greet you."

"Sounds a little embarrassing—"

Osamu Dazai, who couldn't see any shyness at all, frowned, and whispered in a low voice: "But if you want to listen, I can too... Oh, it hurts!"

Before he finished his almost ambiguous lines, he was suddenly attacked with precision from the soft drink bottle. He subconsciously covered the back of his head exuding intense pain, and let out a wail regardless of his image.

The supernatural body on Loli's appearance moved her wrists, allowing the bones to make a crisp "creaking" sound, then tilted her head, showing a look of looking at garbage, and raised the corners of her lips quite coldly, "I've seen it a long time ago." I'm not used to you guys harassing Xiaoshu. Anyway, if I don't touch your body personally, it won't affect me, so - watch the trick!"

After finishing speaking, she picked up a few unopened bottles of iced pop soda beside her and threw them in the direction of the black-haired boy, with the devil's style of wanting to beat him into the ward alive.

But Osamu Dazai's full dodge skill seems to be not a vegetarian, like a dexterous rabbit, rolling a few times with light movements, then stood up unscathed amidst the sound of cracking glass, and raised his hand to flick the bullet A little dust on the shirt.

That nonchalant appearance was no different from provocation, provoking Alice to immediately launch a second round of attacks, almost lifting the sofa and throwing it over together—but Akutagawa, who reacted quickly, immediately activated his ability, directly strangling her radical behavior In the cradle, barely saving the integrity of the room.

"Miss Alice, please don't get close to Mr. Dazai, otherwise, I..."

On one side was the supernatural body representing the leader, and on the other side was the teacher he admired (cook). The canine boy stood between the two, facing the blond loli, calmly expressing his position.

We should be glad that it was not Mori Ogai himself who came here, otherwise, with his narrow-mindedness, seeing Akutagawa Ryunosuke's performance, he would probably start to be suspicious again.

But in a sense, what Alice brought was another kind of bad crisis. She crossed her hips angrily, and her eyes slid across the faces of the three people in front of her in turn, and then she was completely naked. Blocking and accusing: "Don't think I don't know what you are thinking. Especially you, a loyal dog-like guy, is the most annoying! Stopping me over and over again, is it because you want to carry out Dazai Osamu's order, or for yourself? What about selfish desires? If you don’t even understand your own feelings, you have no right to participate in it, right?”

"————————"

The black-clothed boy who had been scolded all over his head and face was suddenly speechless, and stood there in a daze, his eyes slightly widened like stagnant water, reflecting his little predecessor who was looking back blankly at him.

(Do you want to be Mr. Dazai's lackey, or fight for your own will...?)

At that moment, a never-before-seen conjecture surfaced in his mind: if someone wanted to hurt or take away senior in front of him, he would naturally try his best to snatch it back.But suppose that one day the person on the opposite side becomes Mr. Dazai, how should he choose... Should he give in?

(Is it really possible to do it indifferently, that kind of behavior that... tears a certain place in my heart.)

Perhaps only when the world view undergoes a huge change, like the tragedy of the destruction of his companions and the day he leaves the slums, will he show such an ignorant expression, as if he has become a blind dog and needs others to hold his neck The rope can stumble and continue to move forward.

He instinctively raised his hand and touched the center of his collarbone through his clothes - there was a small tag that had been stained with his own body temperature hanging there, very much like an exclusive dog tag tied by someone else.

(There's just... no way to do it.)

The author has something to say: _(:3∠)_Everyone exudes fragrance, almost making me forget that c is still waiting in the background...

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感谢在2019-12-1522:36:23~2019-12-1623:42:38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;

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