Cat King rules daily life in Yokohama

Bang, bang, bang—

The stern face of the black-haired boy emerged from the shadows, his slender fingers with distinct bony joints pulled the trigger, and fired bullets again and again without stopping, hitting the enemy's arms and knees precisely and efficiently, taking away their ability to resist.

The two unlucky guys who had been shot several times didn't know that they had run into the hands of the devil. When they fell to the ground and howled, they still didn't forget to curse and speak out:

"You don't know how to live and die, you actually dare to, ah... block our actions, and you will definitely be retaliated next time!"

"Don't think you can escape! Our companions are already on their way and will soon completely surround this place. Even if you kneel down and beg for mercy, you will have no chance of surviving!"

Hearing this, Osamu Dazai took a step forward, and the gloomy black windbreaker fluttered along with him, moving forward along with his footsteps like a non-stop surging wave.

For some reason, wherever he stepped, the sun retreated as if frightened, and let the dark clouds invade, gradually turning the bloody alley into a real Shura hell.

He stopped and looked down at his scarred opponents from a high position. There was no trace of emotion in his kite-colored eyes, but the corners of his mouth curled up.

"If you can really kill me, that would be great." He murmured his wish softly, and at the same time raised his pistol and fired several more rounds at the men's arms. bullet.

"—So, in order to make them sell more strength, I need to do more."

Amidst the horrific sound of flesh and blood bursting and the cries of his opponents getting more and more tragic, he added with a smile.

At this time, if someone has the courage to look into his eyes, they will probably see the horrifying scene of the gate of hell slowly opening.

"Dazai..."

Oda Sakunosuke, who followed him to look for the cat, couldn't help frowning, but knew that there was nothing to stop him, so he could only hold the head of the child in his arms with his hand, and suppressed the feline that was trying to probe.

"Don't move, let me bandage the wound for you." While comforting in a low voice, he prepared to take out a handkerchief to temporarily suppress the most serious bleeding point.

Although Shuli was not fatally injured, the multiple scratches on his body should not be ignored.

Originally, his skin was white and shiny, and his limbs were as fragile as lotus joints. Once a wound appeared, it was particularly eye-catching in contrast, especially two places where a long arc was drawn, and the blood oozes out extremely fast, gushing It flows down the legs, and it seems to seep into people's hearts.

He himself didn't think there was anything wrong, and instead comforted the solemn man, "It's just a minor injury, it's nothing serious."

"It's okay? It's so easy to say—"

The black-haired boy who approached at some point smiled, reached out and patted Odasaku's shoulder, and said in an uncompromising tone: "Leave him to me, and we'll talk about other things later."

"At least deal with..."

"Odasaku, to be honest, I don't even have the patience for a second." Osamu Dazai interrupted his friend's voice, reached out and grabbed the feline by the back collar, and lifted him roughly by the wall.

Instinctively, Juri stood at attention, like an elementary school student punished to stand, raised his face and looked at the young man exuding a dangerous aura.

"Why didn't you use the ability to transform into a beast?"

The shadow created by the opponent enveloped him, like a subspace that was about to rainstorm, and even the air became icy cold, making him feel slightly suffocated.

"Because it's not at a particularly critical moment, I don't think it's necessary..." He opened his mouth to give an answer, but before he finished speaking, under the oppressive gaze of the other party, he had to change his words to tell the truth, "...I don't want to The clothes specially made by Senior Badakaya.”

"Just for this stupid reason, you choose to ignore the most correct way, and even, until now, you don't have the slightest intention to reflect on it."

The expression and tone of the black-haired boy were very calm, and he never showed any anger.However, it is precisely in this way that he has faded away from his usual laughing and slapstick appearance, which makes people feel intimidated instinctively, as if he will be cut by invisible sharpness if he gets close.

He supported the wall with his arms, leaned down, further narrowed the scope of the "prison", and continued to speak slowly: "If I and Oda Tsukuru hadn't arrived in time, you might be seriously injured. Know what that means Is it? Meaninglessly consuming manpower, material resources, and financial resources, disrupting the originally arranged plan, just paying for your mindless behavior."

"Do you think that I brought you back to the organization because I want to play a house game?"

"The reason why I spend time cultivating you is because I have taken a fancy to your potential and want to create more value, not to see you being stupid, understand?"

At the end, he habitually pinched Shuri's chin, as if to imprint his words deeply into the other's mind, emphasizing his tone.

"—Only this time, not next time."

"I will remember……"

Knowing that he had nothing to do with it, the feline drooped its ears and responded in frustration.

After the unilateral education, Osamu Dazai suddenly lifted him up, supported the soft and small body with his arms, and hugged him easily into his arms.Compared with Odasaku's gentle protection, his actions are completely determined by his own mood and preferences, and he doesn't give the other party a chance to struggle.

"Hiss, touched the wound!"

Shuli, who was inexplicably trapped, gasped and spread his legs as far apart as possible, so as not to touch the opponent's white shirt and aggravate the pain.

Here I have to mention their posture at the moment. It is definitely not a princess hug or something, but a way specially used to hold a child-in simple terms, the tree is almost like a sloth clung to Dazai Osamu's upper body, and subconsciously used it to hold a child. Keeping balance on the rings with both hands, the whole body is almost close to each other, only the head rests on the side of the opponent's neck.

From this angle, you can just see the crowds pouring in not far away.

A group of men wearing shirts of messy colors strode forward, all of them with gloomy faces, and with a posture of seeking revenge, they walked towards the scene of the shooting aggressively.

Seeing their companions, the two prisoners hanging half their lives immediately beamed with joy, coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Here! Kill these meddling people! And That brat who ran away is also—?!"

Their excited calls stopped abruptly, as if someone had strangled their necks, revealing a funny ugly look.

The reason is of course——

"You are really weak, you can't kill me at all, so I had no choice but to fight back." The black-haired boy turned around, gathered his black windbreaker, and wrapped the person in his arms completely. Leave the "audience" with a fluffy back.

The feline who was attacked by pain again hissed, and before the tail disappeared, he quickly flicked it twice to slap people, venting his depression a little.

——This guy definitely did it on purpose!

Osamu Dazai ignored all kinds of dissatisfaction from the cat in his arms, and looked past the unfamiliar group of flowered shirts, and landed behind them.

Members of the Port Mafia, who had been notified early and rushed over, armed with guns, surrounded the narrow alleys, and were waiting for the orders of their superiors.

He tilted his head expressionlessly, and decided the fate of the prisoners with one sentence, "Take them back and hand them over to Hongye cadres for interrogation."

A group of prey that fell into the trap had ashen-colored faces. They didn't dare to make fun of their own lives, and followed the black suits obediently away.

And the two injured pioneers had long lost their previous arrogance. When they were half-dragged away by their companions, they muttered in a trance, "The port mafia, they are members of the port mafia". It will take a while to get back to normal.

Oda Sakunosuke glanced at his friend's back, and couldn't help recalling that when the two of them found out that they had just slipped away in the tree, they were about to chase into the alley, when they saw a few sneaky people wandering around, poking their heads to find him. wearing something.

At that time, the young man next to him somehow saw the clues, and called his subordinates in advance to inform his subordinates, and then he went into battle himself, observing the unfolding of the whole incident in the dark.

According to his temper, he didn't want the child to deal with dangerous situations alone, but his friend was so calm to the point of coldness, he smiled and shook his head, expressing his thoughts.

"Isn't this a great opportunity? Only by facing the test of survival can the department's potential be stimulated. I want to see what step he can make? If he is not desperate enough, he cannot survive in the world of the mafia Going down...you should be able to understand, right?"

As if knowing that he would refute, the other party thought for a while, and added slowly.

"Even if it's Odasaku, it can't interfere with my educational methods. After all, everyone will have their own insistence, and it's hard to change."

He didn't make a sound at that time, but he made up his mind in his heart that if any danger happened, even if he offended Dazai, he would rush to save the cat.

What I never expected was——

At the moment of real crisis, it was Osamu Dazai who spoke the inhumane lines first.

——So, isn’t that very interesting?Perhaps it was because he went beyond his understanding of himself that he reprimanded the child so angrily?

Oda Sakunosuke couldn't help interpreting his friend's devious behavior in such a straightforward way.

The young man he was analyzing didn't know anything, and after his subordinates left, he continued to keep a straight face, ruthlessly admonishing the person in his arms.

"Does it hurt? Just to help you remember once, and bandage it when you go back."

"It doesn't matter if you don't need to bandage, can you put me down first, why do you keep holding me?" Shuli grabbed his shoulders, trying to fight for his freedom, but he was immediately squeezed deliberately by him, and he could only utter a series of words. gasping sound.

"Because you are injured, you are a burden, and it will delay the progress of the return journey."

Osamu Dazai stated his reasons with a blank expression, and glanced at the little detective with complex expressions by the way, giving instructions without the slightest room for maneuver.

"You need to come with us, don't be in a daze, I don't have the habit of treating children preferentially."

"..."

Kudo Shinichi, who was in the state of the rest of his life after the catastrophe, endured it, and wisely only complained in his heart.

——It is really frightening that people do not have self-awareness.

The author has something to say: _(:3∠)_ Dazai is really an awkward person (sigh

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