Cat King rules daily life in Yokohama

Facts have proved that Zhong Yuanzhong is not easy to talk all the time, at least, in the process of bathing and drying a certain water cat, he has always maintained a rather ruthless mode.

"If you don't dry your hair, you'll catch a cold."

Seeing that the top of the hair in the tree became fresh and fluffy again, he finally turned off the power of the hair dryer, and by the way, released his own gravity ability, letting go of the victim who had been trapped for a long time.

The feline quickly turned around, raised its hand to press the tortured animal ear and rubbed it, and muttered in its mouth: "So you shouldn't have bathed me in the first place, why are you so keen on throwing me into it?" In the water, I don't understand what you're thinking..."

He was nestled in the corner of the sofa, with a large bath towel wrapped around his body, like a small ball of fur, muttering and flicking his tail, obviously extremely depressed.

However, no matter how unhappy he is, due to his unique appearance, he still looks quite pleasing, and one can't help but want to go over and touch his head, trying to comfort him with all his patience.

Felines seem to be born to be painful, and he seems to have amplified this trait several times, unconsciously sending out the signal of "come and coax me, give me more sweetness and make up".

The orange-haired boy stared at his back for a few seconds, showing a rather helpless expression, and was about to bribe him with the old routine, but before he could speak, the internal special mobile phone that had been placed on the coffee table rang.

In the port mafia, even grassroots personnel will be issued the same style. It only has the functions of sending and receiving emails and making and receiving calls, and there is no way to install any popular software, which can effectively prevent the risk of foreign intelligence leakage.

And when the cell phone rings, eight or nine times out of ten it means the dispatch of a new task - as for why it is not [-]% sure, because there will always be some annoying guys who use high-sounding reasons to throw their private affairs over the public line to others.

Seeing the word "green mackerel" jumping crazily on the screen, Zhongyuan Zhongyuan became angry for no reason, and was afraid that there might be some emergency, so he had to reluctantly press the answer button and put it to his ear to face the microphone Said: "I'll give you 30 seconds, hurry up."

"The word 'quick' is quite embarrassing for men~"

Dazai Osamu's light voice came from the receiver as usual, as if he was complaining about his treatment, but his tone was so beating that people didn't want to give him any sympathy.

The orange-haired boy urged blankly: "You still have 20 seconds."

"G? Really heartless. Well, is that kitten still by your side?" The other party restrained his emotions, and demanded in a formulaic tone: "It's time to hand over the shift, Chuya, let him Come find me."

"Hey, at least give him some rest time? Being so impatient is not the way a teacher should behave."

Zhong Yuanzhong also deliberately lowered his voice, not wanting the tree beside him to hear the content of the quarrel between himself and his deadly enemy.To be honest, the bastard Qingmao can always poke his explosive point in a second, and it is already a kind of concession for him to be able to continue the call in such a (on the surface) calmly.

However, the other party didn't mean to appreciate it——

"What nonsense are you talking about, slug, how to allocate his time is my freedom." Dazai Osamu suddenly laughed, not like the exaggerated way of intentionally annoying others on weekdays, but like snowflakes falling in winter, With a slightly cool touch.

From the sound alone, one can imagine that his eyes must have the same cold tone at the moment, but he insisted on curling up the corners of his lips, as if mocking something with a half-smile.

"The jobs of a teacher and a guide are different. You should be very clear, right? Optical comprehension is useless. If you don't adapt to the rules of survival in the other world, sooner or later... he will die a miserable death."

"—So, Chuya, do you want to pay for the kindness at this moment?"

"...you are really cunning."

After a moment of silence, the orange-haired boy had to admit that he really couldn't gain the upper hand in the debate, so he replied angrily.

"Ah, thanks for the compliment, I'll wait in the office~"

Before the voice in the communication fell completely, he simply pressed the hang up button, casually stuffed the phone into the pocket of his vest, then tilted his head, and met the eyes of the green cat pupil who was sneaking over.

"No matter what, you have to change your clothes before you go." He muttered to himself, walked over and picked up the curled up feline, jumped out of the open window, and rolled into the In the open-air balcony on the lower floor.

At this time, Shuli realized that the room between himself and Guangjin Liulang happened to be neighbors upstairs and downstairs with Zhongya Zhongya's room.

——Also, what a (wonderful) coincidence.If you have a chance, can you try to sneak in...

As soon as he thought about it, the fluffy cat ears shook happily, so frightened that he couldn't help shrinking his face under the towel, trying to hide his little thoughts.

Fortunately, the reliable senior was busy pushing open the balcony door and didn't notice his expression. When he saw all kinds of foreign skirts thrown on the bed, he couldn't help but look down at him.

"The leader gave these to me, and he also said that if there is a need in the future, he can lead me and Alice to purchase together." Recalling the previous scene, the persecuted cat had a complicated expression, and he didn't know how to evaluate Sen What Ogai did.

Still the same sentence, how could the leader of the port mafia cheat his subordinates out of personal hobbies... But it doesn't look like it's all for business.

The orange-haired boy frowned, opened his mouth hesitantly, and finally swallowed many words, only picking the most important ones.

"If you have any needs, come to me directly, don't bother the leader, understand?" He subconsciously emphasized the pronunciation of the word "trouble", and told the ignorant disciple very seriously.

From his point of view, the black-haired boy in his arms does have a gender-confusing face. Although the undeveloped facial features are childish, they do not affect his beauty in the slightest. For some people with special hobbies, it should be The best hunting object.

——In case, the leader thinks that gender doesn't matter...

He didn't want to think about the worst result. After receiving repeated assurances from the person in his arms, he temporarily suppressed his worries in his heart, and instead helped the other party put on the foreign dress again clumsily, and then put on the cat-eared "lolita" "Go to the location of the enemy.

As one of the cadre candidates, Osamu Dazai naturally has an independent office area. However, few people are willing to approach it actively.

After all, the title of "Psychic Nightmare Maker" is not for nothing.

But at this time, the door that had always been closed was opened wide, revealing a sunny indoor environment and a young man standing leaning against the bookcase.

Because of the plaster cast on his right hand, he can only hold the spine of the book with his left hand, and his little finger assists in turning the pages. His reading speed is much slower than usual, as if he is reading very seriously.

But the moment footsteps sounded outside the door, he immediately raised his head, narrowed his eyes lazily, and complained in a long voice: "Oh, it's so slow to come—"

"Don't think that everyone is as busy as you, Qingmao." Seeing the documents piled up on the bandage monster's desktop, Zhong Yuanzhong also thought of the tragedy of two people on a mission but had to write a double report by himself, and couldn't help being furious " Tut" sounded.

If possible, he really didn't want to have any intersection with Osamu Dazai.

As a victim who had been tricked several times in just a few days, the tree who came with him obviously had the same idea, and even the animal ears were erected vigilantly, for fear that he would encounter any sudden plot.

"I also have time to work hard."

Seeing the same resisting expressions of the two in front of him, the black-haired boy shrugged his shoulders, and finally restrained his superficial frivolous attitude, evoking a slightly dangerous smile, "For example, it's my education time next, Irrelevant people leave immediately, I don't want to continue wasting my tongue on meaningless things."

He unceremoniously issued the order to expel the guest, completely ignoring the orange-haired boy's suddenly darkened expression, and directly put the things in his hand upside down on the table, bent his knuckles and tapped the thick spine of the book, calmly reminding:

"If you think I'm the very benevolent type, that's a terrible misunderstanding, unfortunately."

"—Now, why don't you come over?"

With a cool light in his iris eyes, he turned to where the black-haired boy was.

……

at night.

After Guangjin Liulang finished washing, he was sitting at the table arranging the old objects in his collection.

In fact, according to his normal schedule, it was already time to fall asleep.But because his little roommate hadn't come back yet, out of worry, he seldom procrastinated and didn't fall asleep, and kept wiping the collection repeatedly to pass the time.

At around ten o'clock, the door of the room was finally pushed open from the outside, and Shuli, who was stimulated by some unknown reason, staggered in and almost fell over.

"Osamu Dazai is really a devil, a devil." He managed to stand still, and before the man in front of him could ask, he began to chatter non-stop like pouring beans: "I have never seen such a terrifying Things are even scarier than the end of the world..."

As the subordinate of the topic character, Guangjin Liulang naturally agrees with this very much, thinking silently: Indeed, Mr. Dazai's methods are endless, if unfortunately it falls into his hands, death is probably the best destination for the unlucky.

Thinking of this, his gaze fell on the person in front of him involuntarily, searching for possible wounds.However, he didn't see anything wrong except for the other party's hands that were inexplicably stained with black ink.

As a result, the tortured feline shook its ears, sighed exhausted physically and mentally, and told the truth depressedly.

"He said that as his subordinate, it would be too embarrassing if he couldn't write, so he forced me to copy the dictionary for most of the day, and only now let it go! I have to continue copying tomorrow!"

Guangjin Liulang: "..."

——This is really a cruel education...