Cat King rules daily life in Yokohama

Being dragged by Rashomon and fleeing all the way, Juli couldn't judge the direction of the two people's progress at all. It wasn't until the whistling wind stopped in his ears, and there was a "bang" sound of closing the door, that he realized that he had entered a certain place. Room.

Different from the warm and clean indoor environment he was familiar with, the air here had a stale smell, like wood and iron products had been stored in a humid environment for a long time, and they mixed together to produce a smell of poison.

According to his understanding, there is only the torture room on the negative floor in the organization, which has such a special smell that lingers all year round.But in addition to this, there should be some strong bloody smell, no matter how many times the stone brick floor has been washed, it can't be removed at all.

So, for a while, he was not sure of his correct position, so he continued to wait silently for another person's explanation.

The boy in black carefully locked the door, then turned around and walked slowly towards the boy in the corner.

Since the eyes of felines are covered with a layer of dark gold cloth, covering the vivid green pupils, only half of the tall nose bridge and lips as thin as rose petals are exposed, unconsciously revealing a bit of helplessness and Dazed, it looks quite lovable.

And his complexion was already extremely white, shrouded in a slightly dark light, but it looked like some kind of spore plant that grew at night, giving people the illusion that he was emitting a shining light.

The only spectator stood still at a distance of less than half a meter, keeping his hands in his pockets, without the slightest sense of urgency and embarrassment that should be expected in an escape, and still said in the same calm tone as in the past: "Senior, don't worry. , the enemy is not chasing, you can take a rest."

The weak-looking boy let out a soft "hmm", and soon fell silent again.

Seeming to feel that something was wrong with his reaction, Akutagawa Ryunosuke asked again: "Is there nothing you want to ask, Senior?"

"For example, why did you come back early, or where did Osamu Dazai go with you...I don't care about these questions at all."

A careless smile appeared on Shuli's lips, as if he had lost interest in everything.This kind of expression is a bit like the style of the two teachers, but compared to the disgust of the whole world, he just simply feels that the current incident is quite boring.

Probably in order to make a quick cut, he tilted his head, "looked" at the young man who was slightly choking for breath, and continued: "What I really care about is why you want to save me and what is your purpose."

"In order to gain Mr. Dazai's approval, I naturally have to protect my senior who is a disciple of the same school."

Akutagawa didn't seem to understand the true meaning of the other party's words, and still responded according to the meaning conveyed literally, and by the way, he poked the hot spot of the feline, "Perhaps, senior thinks our relationship is very good? For the subordinates, there is no difference between seniors and others, and there is nothing to treat them differently."

These lines are almost thorny, specially piercing towards the soft part of the bottom of my heart.Not to mention cats who are sensitive and love to hold grudges, even ordinary people will feel uncomfortable for a while when they are attacked with such indifferent words.

But different from what he imagined, there was no fluctuation in Shuli, who always loves to blow hair, and he could even calmly ask: "Is your performance over yet?"

"What did you say—"

"That guy's style is really not imitated by ordinary people."

He cut off the possibility that the person in front of him was trying to pretend again, and pointed out the biggest loophole that was directly exposed since the appearance of "Akutagawa Ryunosuke", "When encountering an enemy, how could he take me to escape? Even if you know you can't beat him, you still have to push forward, you are the kind of guy who doesn't turn his head. For a person with a cunning and meticulous mind, he probably can't understand the type at all, right?"

"This alone is not enough to make a complete judgment."

The young man in black raised his eyebrows, and then showed an incomprehensible smile, as if he didn't care that his identity was being questioned - after all, they were in a closed environment, even if the target with a bright head was caught There are many loopholes, and they can't change the current situation in the slightest.

As the behind-the-scenes conductor who single-handedly planned the whole good show, he is by no means a young man who loves to jump and can't bear to be provoked. Hearing the mistakes in his behavior at this time, he feels very novel.If you compare his emotions with specific things, it is probably like a fox teasing its prey. The more the other party struggles, the more it can entertain him.

And the target he chose obviously did not disappoint him, and still analyzed what he saw and felt very smoothly.

"Actually, at first I really believed that it was Senior Chuya himself. But looking back, he never used the gravity ability from the beginning to the end. If it was to prevent the lives of his subordinates before, then in my case When I was 'rescued', he could have directly detained me."

"No matter how chaotic his brain is, after being manipulated, he will not make a mistake of watching the 'enemy' miss the target. Does this mean that he and the guy who came to rescue are under the control of one person."

The feline, who is often beaten back and forth by his seniors with gravity, shook his ears, and calmly made a preliminary conclusion: "I don't know how seniors will choose in the face of difficult problems, but I'm sure he will definitely Not the type who will use improper sneak attack methods. With this major premise, combined with the part just mentioned, it is enough to doubt your identity."

"The most important point is that Akutagawa called me this morning and informed me of the specific time when the return plane will land. No matter how fast they are, there is no way they will come back so quickly."

"—So, you are not him."

"Oh, your way of thinking is really meticulous."

Relying on the blindness in the tree, the illusionist slowly revealed his original appearance in a spreading mist, and looked at the short boy with interest.

The first time they met was in a dream. The two of them hadn't communicated for a long time, and there was no way to understand each other's personalities deeply.The plan unfolded this time gave him a lot of opportunities to study the opponent.

(He is really a smart and interesting kid, but it is a pity that he was too deeply deceived by the Mafia. Even if he pretends to be Nakahara Chuya and Akutagawa Ryunosuke to hurt him, his belief will not be shaken.)

(In this case, let's use a dose of strong medicine to pry open the defense line of his mind.)

When he decided to use it, the half-beast boy in prison also knew that the situation was not good, but he couldn't guess the core of his trick, so he had to ask bluntly: "I have answered your question, so, can you tell Why do I have to go to such lengths to deal with such an insignificant grassroots member like me?"

"Insignificant? No, you are quite a special existence."

The unpredictable illusionist gave an ambiguous answer, and he didn't intend to lift his own vest like the talkative villain. Instead, he still used Yumeno Hisashi as his boss to confuse the overly intelligent "similar" in front of him.

"—Didn't I say that I want to invite you to play games together? This is the part of getting better. Could it be that you already want to beg for mercy?"

"That kind of thing is absolutely impossible to happen to me."

Shuri secretly touched the empty pocket on the right side, making sure that his mobile phone disappeared at some point, so he could only place his hopes on the message sent not long ago, and made plans to delay the time and fight a protracted war.

(It doesn't matter, even if the mobile phone falls into the hands of others, without the password, it is still impossible to know the information inside.)

(Although the bandage monster who loves to die is very unreliable, but the current situation, except for him, I am afraid that no one can solve it at all.)

(There was never a moment when I wished Osamu Dazai would come out so soon——)

He suppressed the raucous voice in his heart, tried his best to appear invulnerable, and did not leave any loopholes for opponents who were good at "manipulating" others to take advantage of.

Therefore, from the perspective of Liudaokuku, the felines straightened their backs and erected their beautiful black and fluffy cat tails, as if they were quite confident and proud to meet the predicament.

The emotions born in the dream before revived again, he did not hesitate to throw away the idea of ​​properly collecting the "gem", and decided to use his own method to smooth out the opponent's unruly edges and corners, making it the smoothest and most convenient. arms.

"You should be dissatisfied for a long time about the fact that the leader of the port mafia took away your ability to see things without authorization." He smiled softly, with indescribable tenderness and bewilderment in his voice, as if he meant it sincerely. As if thinking about the tree, he slowly said his proposal: "In this case, let me give you a familiar world again."

"I don't want to accept the mercy of my opponent."

Shuli instinctively opened his mouth to refuse, but after speaking a few syllables, he felt a chill hit his forehead, as if something invisible was drilling into his brain, bringing a slightly strange tingling sensation.

Even though he held on stubbornly, trying not to reveal the slightest flaw, but when the figure created by the illusion slowly formed in his mind, his pupils suddenly shrank into a thin line, and he trembled violently.

——That's... Aso Shiga.It was the reformer who gave him infinite pain and haunted him like a nightmare for many years.

(No, calm down, that guy has died in the explosion in the laboratory! There is absolutely no possibility of resurrection!)

"Chiyo, my good boy, it's really gratifying to meet you again."

The phantom figure seemed to be standing in front of his eyes, his eyes were still filled with fanatical emotion, as if he wanted to tear apart his flesh and blood, and swallowed him mouthful, with a creepy smile on his lips .

He subconsciously took half a step back, even though he hinted to himself countless times that it was just a false ghost phantom, he still couldn't restrain the fear burned into his blood, and even his voice was unconsciously weak, "Don't, don't come near me ..."

"You are becoming more and more disobedient, Chiyo, didn't you teach you many times not to set your eyes on others?" The afterimage of Aso Shiga ignored his dodge and pressed his shoulders with both hands, He bent down and warned sinisterly: "Have you forgotten the previous lesson, a cute child like you naturally belongs to me alone, how can I like other things."

"Whether it's a person or an animal, or a doll that has no signs of life, everything, the guy who steals your attention is a sinful existence that needs to be eradicated."

"Your love is the poison that takes their lives. Do you need me to help you revisit the lesson on how to be a good child?"

"No, the me now... is obviously different, completely different from before! Don't try to interfere with my life!" Because of a series of extremely familiar speeches, the most painful memories in the tree were awakened, and the spirit was already gone. A gap appeared, making the illusion more solid, so realistic that he couldn't regard it as a false image at all.

He really wanted to break away the big hand that imprisoned him, but it was as if someone had deprived him of the power to resist, his five fingers were limp and uncontrollable, as if begging the other party, tremblingly covered the forearm of the evildoer.

As a matter of course, such a pitiful gesture not only cannot resist the devil, but also arouses the other party to go too far.Just like the scenes that have been staged many times in the past, the reformer is dissatisfied with his attitude and is determined to tear everything he cares about with his own hands - even if it is a living thing, a rabbit or a test product with a mutilated body, it cannot be destroyed. Escaping the horrors of smashing into slag.

He heard the other party's hoarse laughter, which was clearly a whisper, but it was like a flat-bottomed thunder, which made his soul tremble, and almost felt a tearing pain.

"—Let me see, who is the guy who stole Chiyo's attention. Ah, it's a group of young brats. Presumably, their screams must be wonderful."

"No, no, no, no... I don't care, I don't care about anyone!"

A few figures appeared in Shuli's mind, and he was so startled that he repeatedly shook his head in denial, and his whole back was firmly pressed against the cold wall, causing a bone-chilling chill that almost made his teeth tremble.

But the illusion that destroyed his sanity showed no mercy, and a few comatose human figures were condensed, lying down within his reach, scaring him to widen his scattered green cat pupils, to the point where even the eye sockets were swollen. Slightly painful.

"I said... don't care, no one cares, they are irrelevant people, don't do anything...!"

His voice was contained in his mouth, rolling around on the tip of his tongue, like a torture instrument covered with fine iron thorns, blood was dripping between his lips and teeth, and there was a burst of fishy and sweet breath.

But Aso Shiga loves his appearance of breaking all his pride. Those emotions of fear and mourning are the top-grade food for nourishing the soul of twisted evil spirits.

Therefore, the reformer who has tortured him for many years held a silver knife in his hand, as if cutting a lifeless toy, and inserted the tip straight into the chest of a certain image, and with a puff, it penetrated the atrium and turned twice , bringing out a large piece of shocking blood.

"—!"

The feline who witnessed such a scene had a burning pain in his throat, as if he had been forcefully poured into a bowl of boiling molten lava, which burned all the internal organs, leaving only an empty shell.

pat, pat, pat.

Something wet rolled down from the corner of his eyes, splashing on the ground with a small crisp sound.

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