Cat King rules daily life in Yokohama

Anyone who knows a little about cats will know that bathing them is definitely a worldwide problem.

Of course, some well-behaved, cherubic breeds are to be excluded.

The wild cat captured by Osamu Dazai forcibly is not within the scope of the "little angel" at all. It is more accurate to say that it is the opposite of the "little devil", which is simply the type that is most afraid of water.

Now, Nakahara Chuya, who took the initiative to take the responsibility of washing cats, realized for the first time the difficulty of this task——

"It's just wet hair! Why are you running!" He held the shower that was still spraying water with one hand, and held the boy's thin shoulder with the other, and cast a little gravity ability, barely controlling the boy just now. Capture successful fugitives.

Due to lack of experience before, he never thought that the other party would resist so fiercely. Almost at the same time when warm water was poured on it, the whole cat was out of his control, like a bomb with ears and a tail, almost He slammed into the door and flew out.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough, grabbed the wet bandage, and forcibly dragged the tree back to the stone bench.

"It's... a conditioned reflex of the body!"

In order to protect his own face, the cat who is afraid of water began to rack his brains to find a reason, but once he found that the shower was approaching, his eyes immediately rolled around, looking like he wanted to disappear in place.

But unfortunately, under the strong restraint of his seniors, he couldn't even move a single finger. He could only watch helplessly as the water got closer and closer, and finally trickled down along his messy black hair.

"I'm going to die, I'm really going to die..."

"What are you muttering about?" Through the sound of water, the orange-haired boy's slightly fuzzy voice came from above his head, probably out of comfort, while the other party combed his wet hair with his fingers , while chatting with him: "Look, it's nothing to be afraid of, how does the water temperature feel?"

"……fine."

Consciously being "tortured", the feline shook its ears and responded in a muffled voice.He is not a pampered character, his endurance tank has always been surprisingly high, but he is terribly afraid of water, and his skin seems to be peeled off when he touches it.

He waited for a long time before the dense water curtain in front of him gradually weakened, turning into small drops of water dripping down his hair.

Zhong Yuanzhong also squeezed some shampoo, knowing that he couldn't be expected to come by himself, so he rolled up his cuffs, and worked tirelessly to help lather the hair.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but in the citrus-sweet smell, there is a faint hint of a strange smell, mixed with water vapor and drifting over the tip of the nose, which made the tree couldn't help sniffing it several times.

"It smells so good..."

"Huh? If you like it, I can give you a new set."

The generous cadre reserve was as straightforward as ever, thinking that he would not be able to help wash the cat every day, and added with a look of disgust: "Remember to take a bath frequently afterward, dirty brat."

The two black animal ears standing up from the abundant foam pressed down, like a mood vane, revealing a trace of dissatisfaction.But probably unable to resist the desire in his heart, the feline hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and agreed.

——After all, that smell really attracted him...

As for the problem of bathing, just find a way to fool it. Anyway, cats have many self-cleaning methods, and they don’t need to be soaked in water like humans to become clean.

He thought wildly for a long time, let the other party wash off the foam on the top of his head, took off the wet bandage, and cleaned his skin briefly, revealing his true color that was almost white and shiny.

Now standing in front of Zhongya Zhongyuan was no longer a miserable stray cat, but a beautiful little guy who was steaming hot.

Perhaps it is not appropriate to use the word "beautiful" to describe men, but the immature age always gives children the privilege of being indistinguishable between male and female, which makes all descriptions lose their sense of incongruity.

In short, when Shuli lowered his eyelids, covering the perennial fierce light in the cat's pupils, and only showing a face slightly covered by wet black hair, it was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

—— Violence.

Compared with the dirty appearance ten minutes ago, the impact is obviously stronger.The teenager in front of him muttered in his heart, and manipulated the gravity again, causing his body to float above the bathtub filled with water, ready to enter the last step of bathing.

The boy, who thought he was about to be freed, jumped up violently. He didn't know where the strength came from, but he jumped up suddenly, stretched out his hand and grabbed the bar hanging on the shower curtain, and refused to let go.

"Is it alright? I don't want to go into the water!"

"You're all drenched, what's there to be afraid of?" The orange-haired boy raised his head and looked at the guy curled up in a ball. He felt really angry and funny, so he had to put on a straight face to scare him.

"If you don't cooperate again, I'll take you off and throw you into the water with the crossbar, do you hear me?"

"...I just got water in my ears, and now I can't hear anything!"

"Tsk, you bastard, you really—"

He has always been a man of action, and when he realized that Shuli really didn't intend to be obedient, he directly used his ability to snap the iron rod.

The half-beast boy and the broken bar were wrapped in red light, and fell down very slowly, which was obviously a gentle way of deliberately leaving a little bit of affection.

As a result, Osamu Dazai, who had sneaked into the house at some time, jumped out, patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and said hello: "Ah, Chuya, you two had such a good time."

"...Bastard Qingma, how did you get in?! I locked the door!"

"That kind of simple lock can be opened by prying it casually."

Nakahara Zhong also subconsciously swung a punch backwards, forcing his rival to bend over to dodge, and let go of the annoying fingers on his body.

Even if disqualification in the world can eliminate all supernatural abilities, it will not affect people with superb physical skills, so he didn't think too much, and made two moves with the other party as usual.

As a result, he didn't wait for him to grab the slippery mackerel until he heard a plop in the bathtub, and he suddenly realized that he had been caught in a trap.

—Oops, that brat...!

"Oh, that's rude—"

The instigator turned around deftly, avoiding his suddenly stopped fist, and briskly walked to the bathtub, looked down at the cat in distress, and then sighed lightly: "Sure enough, it's not okay to hand it over to China. I will be raised to death in the next day, and my previous efforts are in vain."

"Damn it, it's obvious that you played tricks!"

The orange-haired boy strode forward, temporarily ignoring his dispute with Osamu Dazai, and hastily stretched out his hand, wanting to make up for his mistake.

However, a bandaged arm blocked his movement, and at the same time, that hateful, soft, itchy sound sounded again, as if the cool tip of a snake's tail slowly slid sideways against his ear past.

"Which side do you want to choose?" His nemesis raised the corners of his lips, and never took his eyes off the boy in the water, as if he suddenly remembered something, and reminded him indifferently: "Ah, yes Already, although the leader has agreed with you to follow the slug to learn physical skills, you still have to obey my command for the subsequent actions."

"so--"

Osamu Dazai lengthened the ending and did not continue to explain, but the implication revealed in the words was obvious enough - if you want to live, you need to learn to please your master.

This almost childish scrambling behavior, if placed on others, is probably just a playful behavior.And if he does it, it can't help but make people feel creepy, as if there is a clearance option of life and death, if the answer is wrong, a bloody gaover will appear in an instant.

"Cough cough..."

The drenched feline raised its face, and looked at his iris-colored eyes with a pair of cat pupils that shrank into thin lines after being frightened. Not two seconds later, he turned to the side and looked at Nakahara Chuya with a complex expression.

A force grabs him into the organization.

One forced him to soak in the water.

pick one of two?nonexistent.

"What are you kidding..."

I don't know if it's because of the coughing, or because the hot air in his heart is boiling up, so his voice is slightly hoarse, and even his green eyes are much deeper, turning into a deep pool where he can't see the bottom.

——I don’t want to be manipulated casually.

——If there is no way to resist, what is the difference from before?

Those humiliating and unwilling emotions gradually condensed and turned into substantial ripples, causing the water around him to sway slightly, gushing out along the edge of the bathtub.

Oops.

Obviously not knowing what would happen, but the two young mafia cadre reserve officers sensed the crisis and instinctively took a step back at the same time.

But before his heels touched the ground, something happened suddenly——

Their eyesight suddenly dropped a lot, as if the whole person had shrunk, and suddenly turned into a ball the size of a palm, and fell into the clothes that had lost their support.