Cat King rules daily life in Yokohama

When a "young girl" utters words such as doll pro and child bride-in-law, it will inevitably give people the feeling that "she" is being petty and doesn't want her loving brother to have normal interactions with other women.

Because Japan does not have laws restricting the marriage of close relatives (cousins), it seems that it is not uncommon for this kind of plot to be triggered.

——The woman who was surprised by the sudden situation wanted to comfort herself like this.

However, somewhere in her heart couldn't help but shake.

In the final analysis, the most critical thing that determines the next direction is the attitude of the man.When Dazai Osamu left before, she couldn't help but follow his eyes and pay attention to his every move. Although she couldn't hear the voice clearly, she could feel a lot of information just by the movement.

He paid far more attention to that child than to her, otherwise why would he abandon his female companion halfway?

Sure enough, when she looked at the young man sitting beside her with proving eyes, he just shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, and used to express his heart in a soft voice.

"Ah, since I've been pointed out, there's no need for me to lie. It seems that I may not be able to invite you tonight—"

Before the word "sacrifice for love" could be said, the woman who couldn't stand being fooled by it had already grabbed the glass of lemonade in front of her, poured it directly over his head, then picked up her handbag, and walked towards the door angrily.

This moderate noise attracted the attention of many people. However, the central figure who had attracted much attention showed no sign of embarrassment at all, and let the water droplets roll down his black hair, staining his bandages and clothes. .

He sighed long and leisurely, raised his one-sided kite-colored eyes, like a homeless abandoned cat in a rainy night, exuding a pitiful aura all over his body.

"What should I do? My original plan to die for love was disrupted by you, and I have no one to accompany me..."

"...You can obviously deny it."

After tit for tat, Shuli's condition obviously returned to the normal band, and now he was uncomfortable being stared at by the other party, so he reached out and took off the ridiculous piece of lemon wreckage on the boy's head.

The other party's eyes turned accordingly, and then he smiled softly, not only did not take his embarrassment seriously, but seemed to be amused, he pulled a long tone and sighed: "A woman who is good at jealousy is better than being soaked in water." The lemons are even more dangerous. I really yearn for the world after death, but encounters such as love killings are both troublesome and impossible to die, so they are not within my consideration at all."

"How does it feel, I seem to be used by you..." The feline showed an indescribable expression, trying to figure out the logical relationship.

"No, in fact I'm really sad, I just showed an optimistic and strong side." Osamu Dazai immediately put on the appearance of a victim, touched the position of his heart exaggeratedly, and said pitifully: "Here It's bleeding... Anyway, you drove away my victim, so you have to offer some compensation? For example, how about watching a magic show with me?"

"It doesn't matter..."

Annoyed by his left and right sentences, Shuli finally grasped the important point, found that there was nothing excessive, immediately heaved a sigh of relief, and prepared to sit in the empty seat beside him.

In the end, before he could walk over, a hand grabbed his waist, and he receded lightly, falling directly into the arms of a certain black mud monster.

"According to the model of a female companion, otherwise, how can you show your sincerity." The other party pressed his chin to the top of his hair, and put his hands around his waist, completely treating him as a fluffy girl. fluffy pillow, talking nonsense very comfortably.

I have to say that Osamu Dazai's physical skills are not very good in terms of the mafia industry, but it is more than enough to deal with a child who has been disqualified from the world and eliminated his abilities.

The feline being suppressed by him struggled a few times, and found that he had fallen into a trap and had no chance of escape, so before the tail disappeared completely, he slapped the opponent's calf as if venting his anger.

"You bastard, it's just too——!"

"Shh, the magic has begun. Don't disturb other guests watching the show. This is basic courtesy."

As a result, Osamu Dazai successfully shut Juri's mouth with one sentence, hugged the man (cat) in his arms comfortably, and enjoyed his body temperature which was slightly higher than that of a human.

The feline was trembling with anger, and couldn't help but hit people with its tail.

——This guy really doesn't deserve sympathy... Was he pretending to be pitiful just now? !

But soon, his attention was attracted by the magnificent magic show in front of him, and he forgot to fight against the people behind him for a moment.

Compared with the special abilities specially used for fighting, this kind of entertainment project researched to please the human vision is obviously much more wonderful. It is like a gorgeous dream, which makes people dizzy and can't feel the passage of time at all.

The only fly in the ointment is that he caught a trace of the shadow of the brat (Kuroba Kaito) from the performer, which inevitably reminded him of unpleasant things.

The half-hour program came to an end unconsciously.

It wasn't until the dimmed lights in the room became bright again, and the guests started talking and laughing, that they got up and left the table, that he suddenly came back to his senses, turned his head and met the sight of the innocent black-haired boy.

"My legs seem to be numb..." The other party complained half-truthfully, and when he jumped up like a spring, he opened his arms in anticipation, looking like a disabled person, and his voice was soft and coquettish: "I But it's very hard, just help me...G? Really don't care about me?"

The feline, who vowed not to be soft-hearted, just didn't look back, and followed the flow of people out expressionlessly, but was touched by some daredevil on the way, and almost lost his footing.

At the same time, he felt a crumpled note suddenly appear in his hand, as if someone had held it for a long time, and it still carried the warmth of the other party.

He instinctively wanted to find out, but as soon as he lowered his head, someone hugged his shoulders, and they took him downstairs steadily.The other party's exposed wrist was wrapped with a circle of bandages, showing his identity nakedly, and he knew who it was without looking up.

"It's so cruel, you really didn't wait for me to leave together, it was a waste of me treating you to a big meal today, I'm so sad—"

The owner of the arm pulled a long tone aggrievedly, ignoring the fact that he had stolen someone else's card to treat guests, and just blindly asked for credit, intending to awaken his "conscience" by this.

However, Shuli, who had been counted on several times, was very vigilant, no matter how harassed he was, he would put on an indifferent look, concentrate on walking with his head depressed, and forgot to check the contents of the note in his hand for a while.

Fortunately, there are not many floors in the restaurant. Before he was about to blow his hair again, he finally stepped out of the ornately decorated door on the first floor. Amidst the sweet farewell sounds of the waiters on both sides, he impatiently moved towards the red parking lot parked in the special area. The sports car goes.

Probably because he felt bored, Osamu Dazai curled his lips, and walked to the side of the car first, and took out the all-purpose thin wire from his pocket, preparing to open the door lock again with superb skills——

click.

For some reason, before he could do anything, the security lock was undone spontaneously with a crisp sound.

He sounded the alarm in his heart, and instantly sensed the source of the abnormality, so he slowly raised his head and looked towards the rear of the car.

Not far away, the orange-haired boy tossed and caught the car key in his hand, as if he was holding some criminal evidence, shook it slightly at him, and said with a sneer: "Why, my car is still driving Are you comfortable?"

"The sound of the engine is too loud. It's not as comfortable as an ordinary car." The black-haired boy didn't show any guilt. Instead, he commented confidently. The victim was so angry that he immediately rolled up his sleeves and went to beat him.

"Wait, wait, Chuya, listen to me—"

"Ah? What's your excuse?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also approached step by step, squinting his eyes and counting all kinds of bad deeds of his rival, "Not only did he drive away my car, but he also stole a large amount of money, if I hadn't bound the notification of the consumption location before, You came here on purpose to catch the current situation, you won’t admit it when you go back, right?”

"That's exactly what I'm going to say."

Osamu Dazai calmly grabbed back and brought a certain cat that was subconsciously hiding to the front, allowing him to act as a security device separating the two of them.

The orange-haired boy frowned, and before he could see the face of the "girl" in front of him, he couldn't help but suspect the intention of his rival, and mocked in a deep voice: "What are you trying to play..."

As if he had discovered something, his voice became weaker and weaker, and gradually cut off in the air in a strange way.

——Wait, why does this black cat ear look so familiar...

--No way……