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Got Chef?Eat whatever you want? ?Fetch the cat? ?

So what did he do last night!

Zhong Yuan was also flustered in his heart, but on the surface he nodded slightly calmly, and accepted the congratulations from his subordinates: "It's okay."

"Go back to your post if you have nothing else to do."

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"Okay, then this subordinate will take his leave first." After finishing speaking, the man was about to leave.

Zhongyuan Zhong also wanted to let this matter pass for the time being, and in private he was asking his subordinates what happened that night.

However, he wanted to just let it go, but some people didn't want to just let it go.

Osamu Dazai was in a daze for a while, the first thing he did when he came back to his senses was to stop the man who was about to leave: "Wait a minute."

The man trembled, turned around and asked weakly, "Is there anything you can order from Dazai?"

"Ah, it's nothing." Seeing the other party's obviously relieved expression after hearing this, Osamu Dazai went straight to the point, "I just want to ask you what you said just now, 'You can eat whatever you want in your life, and what else can you eat? Where did the saying come from, the days when you pet cats, you are really envious of others'."

"Forehead……"

"Please tell me the whole thing verbatim, okay." Osamu Dazai said with a smile on his face.

Speaking of the latter, Osamu Dazai almost stuttered every word. If you listen carefully, you can hear the gnashing of teeth. Nakahara, who has been with the other party for many years, naturally felt the other party's subtle anger, but-why is he angry?

Whatever it is, he's just happy to find Osamu Dazai angry.

I don’t know which article of the Hong Kong Black Survival Manual: Offend anyone and don’t offend Dazai, otherwise you will be in trouble.

Looking at the expression on Dazai Osamu's face, cold sweat could not help but run down the man's forehead, he is now... a big deal?

At this time, a voice that sounded like the sound of heaven in his eyes sounded like a god descending from the earth.

"You, go to work." Nakahara Nakaya finished speaking to the man and looked at Osamu Dazai, "I'll tell him."

"Okay!" Upon receiving the order from his superior, the man bowed immediately, then turned around and ran away, leaving this place where the atmosphere was starting to become strange.

After the man left, there was only silence between the two cadres.

In the end, it was the black-haired cadre who broke the silence: "What does Chuya want to say to me?"

What can I tell you?I don't even know what's going on!After just sleeping, I suddenly have a chef and a cat to lick. I want to ask someone more than you!

But in the face of Osamu Dazai, Nakahara also felt that he should not be stage-frightened or flustered, so he replied lukewarmly: "There is nothing to say."

"Oh, nothing to say?" Dazai Osamu slowly repeated the words of the officer Zhefa, nodded, "It's just right, I have nothing to say to you."

"Meow!" Mr. Zhongyuan!

A cat meow came suddenly, attracting the two's attention.

They turned their heads and saw a white-haired and black-striped cat running towards them with a bento wrapped in orange cloth.

"Ah, isn't that the little ghost's cat?" Nakahara Chuya, who recognized the other party, said subconsciously.

Dunjun's cat?

Osamu Dazai glanced at Nakahara Chuya vaguely with the eyes of a fool, and then he took a step to the side to distance himself from the other party.

What Dunjun's cat is, it is obviously Dunjun.

Thinking of this, Osamu Dazai squatted down and stretched out his hand to the cat with his palm facing up.

Atsushi Nakajima, who ran over, actually saw the person who was talking to Nakahara Chuya from a long distance. Since Osamu Dazai was avoiding his relationship recently, Atsushi Nakajima did not think of the other party for Osamu Dazai, but when he made a sound When the other party turned his head to look over, he realized that the man was Osamu Dazai.

What's the matter, Mr. Dazai is avoiding him, so it's not good for him to appear rashly, right?But this bento box and the cloth for wrapping the bento are all prepared for Mr. Zhongyuan, and I haven't shown it to Mr. Zhongyuan. This...

It doesn't matter, as long as you close your eyes, you can't see anything!

So Nakajima Atsushi closed his eyes and ran in the direction of Nakahara Chuya based on his impression. Naturally, he did not see Osamu Dazai who squatted down and wanted him to come over. Just like that, the striped cat ran into him with his eyes closed. The leg of the cadre with red hair.

This must be Mr. Nakahara!

Atsushi Nakajima thought so, kept his eyes closed and tilted his head to put the thing in his mouth on the ground next to him, then grabbed the thing in front of him with his two front paws and climbed up the pole, all the way to Nakahara Chuya's shoulder superior.

Atsushi Nakajima doesn't say anything else, but his speed is definitely number one!Especially when looking for a suitable location.

"This kid asked you to send it to me, right?" Zhongyuan Zhong also touched the cat's head, "Thank you."

He bent down to pick up the bento on the ground, looked carefully, and found that the cloth wrapping the bento outside was new, not the light blue cloth used to prepare the bento for Osamu Dazai before, but an orange cloth that he had never seen before. .

The cloth is new, and the bento box with the food in it must be new too, which means that this one is completely prepared for him.

Thinking of this, Nakahara Chuya's mood improved even more. With a bento in his hand and a cat hanging on his shoulder, he looked at Dazai Osamu who was squatting on the ground and wanted to call the cat over with an expression of a winner in life.

"Even cats hate you, Osamu Dazai, you are really amazing."

After all, Zhongyuan Zhong also left here.

"..."

Osamu Dazai got up slowly, and slowly, as usual, he went to find a suitable place to commit suicide.

What, that smug expression is really annoying.

And... Even if he is hated, he knows that Dunjun is the cat, and the little man doesn't know that the cat is Dunjun's pet.

Let's call it a draw.

In the past few days, everyone has discovered an obvious problem.

Central Plains cadre, Central Plains cadre——he has a cat! ! !

I really envy others!

The cat is very well-behaved, quiet and quiet, and when it wants to be petted, it will take the initiative to ask the Zhongyuan cadres to pet it. In just a few days, the Zhongyuan cadres have progressed rapidly from the beginning to the proficiency.

The most important thing is that the cat will bring the lunch provided by the chef to the Central Plains cadres every morning. There is food and the cat can lick it. What kind of fairy days are the Central Plains cadres living!

But there are also some regrets, the cat will not follow the Central Plains cadres all day long, and will slip away every meal time, probably to forage, and they have never seen a cat when they are on a mission at night, so Envy is envy, and it is still within the acceptable range.

If you want to say what you envy the most... Sure enough, it is still talking and laughing with the chef.

I don't know since when, the cadres of the Central Plains have become acquainted with the chefs. This is more enviable than having a cat!

……

Atsushi Nakajima has never seen Osamu Dazai since that time when he gave Nakahara Chuya a bento. It is estimated that the other party just came to take a breath that day, and seeing him was just an accident.

It's Mr. Oda's hesitant and hesitant eyes every time he orders food, which makes him a little puzzled.

"Mr. Oda, is there anything you want to tell me?" Atsushi Nakajima asked.

"..." Oda Sakunosuke slowly shook his head, "No."

Then he left with his own meal, which made Atsushi Nakajima very puzzled. Has he done anything recently that made it difficult for the other party to speak?

After get off work, I went to the supermarket to buy vegetables, met Dr. Xie Ye, and after chatting for a while, I checked out and went home, took a shower and went to sleep, everything was so peaceful.

However, this calm only lasted until the next morning.

In the morning, it started to rain outside. Nakajima Atsushi held an umbrella in one hand and carried a garbage bag in the other to throw out the garbage. Who knew that he was surprised by the garbage can in front of the house as soon as he opened the door.

I saw a person sitting in the trash can marked as non-recyclable, and that person continued to fall into the trash can, and the waist seemed to be in danger of breaking at any time.

The person sitting in the trash can is Osamu Dazai who has been missing for several days.

"Mr. Dazai! What are you doing, Mr. Dazai!" Atsushi Nakajima dropped the things in his hands and hurried forward to grab Dazai Osamu's hand and tried to pull it out, but the opponent was too deep and it was not easy to pull it out. Whenever he pulled hard, he murmured the pain under his breath.

Helpless, Atsushi Nakajima had no choice but to tear open the iron trash can with his hands like tearing paper, saving Osamu Dazai who was almost broken.

Osamu Dazai, who was liberated from the trash can, fell to the ground and rolled a few times, then lay motionless on the ground, and said angrily, "Dun-kun, my back hurts."

"If you know your back hurts, don't go into the trash can next time! Really!" Atsushi Nakajima sighed, he seemed to be fine, but he had an extra job, so he went to buy a trash can and put it back where it belonged.

Unmoved by the reprimand of the white-haired boy, Osamu Dazai closed his eyes and murmured, "It's cold..."

"Would it be cool to lie on the ground...wait a minute." Seeing Osamu Dazai's expression was wrong, Atsushi Nakajima raised his hand to caress his forehead and found it very hot, "Mr. Dazai, how long have you been in the rain!"

This is not lying on the ground cold, but a fever!

Atsushi Nakajima carefully hugged the other party in his arms without saying a word, got up and went back to the house and went straight to the bedroom.

He put Osamu Dazai on his bed and began to take off his clothes. After stripping off, he found that the other party was still covered with wet bandages. Atsushi Nakajima took off the wet bandages without thinking, and followed As he untied the bandage, the wound under the bandage appeared before his eyes.

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Atsushi Nakajima understood the movement of the bandage lightly, and when the last circle of bandage came off, his wrist was grabbed.

Looking up, Osamu Dazai, whose face was flushed abnormally, said weakly with a nasal voice: "Atsu-kun, you have to be responsible for looking at my body."

???

Atsushi Nakajima, the straight man of steel, was full of question marks: "Mr. Dazai, you have flat breasts and are not a girl. Why should I be responsible?"

In his cognition, everyone is a boy, and there are things like taking a bath together, not to mention that one of them has a fever in the rain, how can it be involved in responsibility?

Looking at Atsushi Nakajima with the expression of 'everyone is a good brother, are you kidding me', Osamu Dazai fell silent: "..."

What, what kind of scumbag speech is this?So you are this kind of dunjun!

Osamu Dazai, who was dizzy because of the fever, didn't want to talk. He closed his eyes and let the other party strip him off. After that, he covered him with a quilt. The soft quilt quickly soothed his heart, and he didn't realize it. impetuous.

"Mr. Dazai, you rest first, I'll get a basin of warm water to wipe your body." After speaking, Atsushi Nakajima got up and prepared to leave.

"Atsu-kun." Lying on the bed, Osamu Dazai opened his eyes slightly, and looked in the direction of the white-haired boy, "I'm hungry."

"Okay, what would Dazai-san want to eat?"

"I want to eat canned crab meat."

"How could it be possible for a patient to eat that kind of thing..." Seeing Osamu Dazai's pitiful eyes, Atsushi Nakajima had no choice but to change his words, "Okay, is crab porridge okay? But the taste is a bit bland, and I'll give it to you when the illness recovers." Is canned crab meat good?"

"Okay." Satisfied, Osamu Dazai closed his eyes and lay quietly on the bed.

Seeing that the patient was finally honest, Atsushi Nakajima breathed a sigh of relief, brought a basin of warm water over, lifted the quilt, wiped the patient's body with a warm towel, and took out a new quilt to cover the patient.

Atsushi Nakajima brought a dry towel and gently wiped the wet hair of the sleeping person.

The person who wiped his hair was too gentle, and before he was about to fall asleep, Osamu Dazai asked a question.

"Dun Jun is so strange. It is clearly written on the trash can that non-recyclable garbage is written. Why did you pick me up?"

Nakajima Atsushi looked at a fool: "Mr. Dazai, you are not stupid, are you? You are human, how could you be garbage."

"And how could I throw you away as non-recyclable garbage?"

The author has something to say: Nakahara Chuya: Let him speak!Let him talk! !He is trash! ! (loud noise)

The player Osamu Dazai resorted to a bitter trick, and the effect is outstanding√

I have been doing other things these two days. I bought two game accounts and was cheated by the seller. The customer service didn’t care. I had to roll up my sleeves and complain.

There will be more explosions!I believe I can do it myself! !

ps: Don't wait to go to bed!sleep more!Maybe there will be several more updates!