Cat King rules daily life in Yokohama

Even though he was beaten by his rival and screamed "I'm about to have a concussion", Osamu Dazai still didn't give up the idea of ​​taking Shuri out, and while deftly avoiding the second attack, he dragged the unknown kitten to fly away. Ben left, and dropped a sentence by the way: "It's obvious that you have a guilty conscience, so it's strange to hear anything, go reflect on yourself!"

"……hateful!"

Nakahara, who was poked in the sore spot, choked again for a moment, and instinctively began to think whether he was really overreacting: After all, the bastard mackerel usually seems to be indecent, and he can talk casually, so it should be A pretty normal thing?

——In any case, except for the leader who is a pedophile (actually only has his own abilities and has never shot at others), the rest of the people are not interested in such a young child. ……Bar?

——I always feel that I am the "criminal reserve" who is the least qualified to think about this problem... Ahhh, really, my mind is completely confused!

The more he thought about it, the more he got a headache, and he didn't have the energy to chase after his arch-rival for the time being, so he could only watch the two guys who had created problems for him go away and disappear into the depths of the corridor outside the room.

And the black-haired boy who relied on guessing to penetrate the truth completely blocked the annoying face at this time, pretending to be an innocent person who didn't know anything, to face the continuous questions from the feline beside him who couldn't figure out the situation.

"What the hell did you do? Why did Senior Chuya look so angry? It's me who went to the future, but I feel like I've been kept in the dark?"

"Hey, don't slugs always put on a dirty face, ready to explode at any time?"

Osamu Dazai used his best focus shifting tactics, giving answers that seemed to make sense but were actually useless, and he did not forget to discredit the image of his arch-rival in exchange for a sense of balance in his heart - after all, it is nothing to lose to Zhongya. Yes, it really is too irritating to ignore.

Although there is no way to know the specific development of the parallel world, but with his understanding of himself, he can't figure out what went wrong in it.

(If the kitten chooses to marry a woman, he may not be unwilling... Wait, would he really be willing to give up the cat he raised with one hand?)

The troubles that he had never thought about filled his heart, which made his pace gradually slow down, and he began to focus on exploring his inner world.At this moment, the place that cannot be invaded by external forces is stirring up storms from within, pulling his emotions that have always been too rational to sail towards the harbor of sensibility.

But before he successfully reached the other shore from the swaying sea, the boy at the side obviously noticed his strangeness, couldn't help shaking their overlapping fingers, and reminded helplessly: "Don't be distracted, you You almost hit a tree trunk by the side of the road just now, aren't you afraid that you'll get bloody from the fall?"

"It's just an accident of this level, I'm used to it—"

The black-haired boy quickly rolled his eyes, and used his usual frivolous tone to speak the exclusive lines for suicide lovers. Then, as if realizing something, he asked with a smile, "Why, do you feel very worried?"

"Who, who will be worried about you, you who deserve to be beaten! Because you promised to live a good life, if one day you break the promise, it will only make me feel uneasy." He raised his voice and expressed his firm position.If his animal ears and tail hadn't been erased by the disqualification in the world, he might have exploded his fur by now, showing a very strong resistance.

The guy who knew his hard-spoken and soft-hearted temper tilted his head, and instantly put on a grievance expression, pretending to be pitiful with his mouth flattened: "Hey - it sounds really sad. You know, I have made a great determination, Only then did I reluctantly give up my hobbies, and decided to live a good life for you..."

"...Don't talk nasty words."

He swished his head away, hiding his uncomfortable expression.If it was before q caused the riot, he still had many ways to argue, but thinking about all the speeches he made to a certain bandage monster in the chaos, it was hard to be tough again.

- It's a shame to think about it!He should have controlled it at that time, and didn't speak out about his overly frightened inner activities!

The more I thought about it, the more my ears felt hot, and Shuli simply pretended to be deaf and dumb. No matter what the black-haired boy who was unwilling to be lonely was babbling next to him, he looked like he couldn't hear, and walked forward with the lion cat in his arms. .

Osamu Dazai, who had to speed up his pace, opened his eyes slightly as he was pulling his hands, as if he was a little novel and enjoying the feeling of being led. I don't have the time to say some bad lines that disturb people's (cat's) hearts.

The headquarters of the port mafia was not too far from the place where Oda Sakunosuke was renting. They didn't walk for long before they saw a familiar house.

Although there is chaos within the organization, it has no impact on the most grassroots employees who are on duty everywhere, and they have to finish work and go home on time as usual.So when the two knocked on the door, they were warmly received by the owner of the curry shop, and after eating hard for a while, they welcomed back the red-haired man.

However, when he saw their expressions, the man who had no sense of complaining was stunned for a moment, frowned slightly in doubt, and then threw out an unusual greeting in accordance with his usual thinking: "You... did you encounter any sad things? "

From his point of view, the one big and one small in front of him are lying on the table with tears in their eyes, showing a look of lovelessness, the black hair of the same style is drooping as if they have lost their vitality, like two cats that have been severely injured , the moment he found him, he wished he could fly over, grabbed his trouser legs and meowed, expressing his heartache.

The imagery was naturally an illusion, but it was so powerful that he unconsciously prolonged his daze.

"Hiss, woo... I've been hurt!"

The black-haired boy completely lost the ease he had in the past, and raised the spoon full of spicy sauce in his hand very childishly, while sucking in the air-conditioning and sniffling, he complained aggrievedly: "Is there molten liquid in this curry! I feel like a volcano is erupting in my stomach!"

"It should be just ordinary chili, but the amount is a little bit enough." Oda made a common-sense answer like a textbook, walked to the bar by the way, asked the boss for two glasses of lemonade, and passed them to the victims .

Compared with Osamu Dazai who still has the strength to complain, the real cat has already lost his strength. He stretched out his paws tremblingly, grasped the wrist of the person in front of him, and exhorted in a spirited way: "Mr. Oda, please, please Take good care of your body..."

Because he learned some bad news in the future, and didn't have time to ask the cause and effect, he originally wanted to remind the man who was too kind-hearted, but combined with the current situation, it didn't seem like he was talking about serious business Feel.

"it is good."

If the mood can be visualized, you can probably find a question mark slowly appearing above Oda Sakunosuke's head.But out of (the old father’s) instinct, he still chose to help the boy who had softened into a puddle of mud first, and helped feed the water to remove the spicy taste into his mouth, and finally saved the life of a dying cat.

"Since you can't eat spicy food, you two should not eat it in the future."

After thinking about it, he gave instructions in a patriarchal manner, then rubbed his two black heads, as if he had adopted two more children in the blink of an eye—even if one of them was not a few years younger than himself, But due to temperament, such an identity match does not have the slightest sense of disobedience.

He himself didn't know it yet, but Osamu Dazai didn't want to lower his seniority in front of his friends, so he tilted his head, and quickly avoided the slender fingers pressed between his hair.

"Really, I was just curious about the food Odasaku ate, but I almost died of curiosity."

"I remember that cats don't seem to be able to eat spicy food..."

The red-haired man recalled the cat-raising books he had read recently, and looked at the tree of the lost soul with some worry. He simply hugged his small body like bean sprouts and walked towards the bedroom on the second floor. I need to take a break, just right, I helped him prepare a bed before, so let’s send it over there.”

"Now it's getting serious."

The cadre reserve who has read a lot of books but has never paid attention to the common sense of cats and dogs, followed quickly, like a big black bird with light movements, dexterously followed to the bedroom, grabbed the headboard of the double-height bed and stared at it long time.

Even the cat-shaped Akutagawa slipped past silently, hid by the pillow, revealing a pair of round cat eyes, followed him to observe the boy's state, but failed to attract his attention.

As representatives of the brain faction and the fighting faction, the master and apprentice have always been invincible and ruthless characters in missions and battlefields. Their high trust in their own strength makes them rarely feel powerless.So, in other words, what can cause inner turmoil is always an indispensable existence around them.

Those people have the friendship, family affection, or leapfrog love between Dazai Osamu and Akutagawa Ryunosuke——

"Oh, Odasaku, am I too bad? If it continues, it may cause an irreversible situation. It's better not to do unnecessary things in the first place..."

After his friend helped arrange the felines that died with him, the black-haired boy lowered his head and muttered in a muffled voice.

This extremely rare abnormality made him lose his frivolous appearance and reveal a soft corner of his heart, as if he was no longer a fearsome mafia cadre reserve, but just an ordinary teenager who was confused at the fork.

What worries him, of course, is not just the unintentional accident, but the thoughts that spread from it, running towards different and inextricably linked futures, touching the most sensitive and timid part of his heart.

From the perspective of outsiders, he is strategizing, sure that everything is under his control, and he is so confident to the point of arrogance.But in fact, it was the opposite. He was afraid of too many things, and he was a guy who could be called a coward.

The few men who could see through his essence pondered for a moment, and once again relied on their natural (old father) aura to give him a blow that hit the depths of his heart.

"——Dazai, it should be fine. I believe that as long as you are willing, you can do well no matter what."

The author has something to say: Oda, who doesn't know what he is assisting, is as natural as ever _(:3∠)_

Dazai: Okay, I understand. After I succeed, I will be the first to send invitations to Oda Tsukuru (bushi

_(:3∠)_ This part of slowly enlightening is really interesting and tormenting...

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