Cat Breeding Manual

After casually greeting several people from the detective agency, Osamu Dazai and Nakahara Nakaya arrived at the abandoned factory one step at a time.

Rather than saying that this is the old place, it is actually just a hostile base that he and Zhongyuan Zhongye cooperated to destroy in the past.

At that time, it could be regarded as the initial stage of running-in between him and Zhongyuan Zhongye. The two of them kept arguing along the way, which made the ears of the subordinates baptized, and there was always no peace.

Mr. Sen's idea of ​​polishing diamonds is really unreasonable.

There was no one around, and Osamu Dazai laughed lightly.

Later, after he defected, unintentionally, when he called Zhongyuan Zhongye to return the favor, he would always pick this place.

After all, the abandoned factory is really abandoned. The last organization that occupied this place was destroyed so vigorously by the port mafia, and no one dared to come here afterward.

This place is quite out of the way, and the port mafia didn't like it, so it became desolate over time.

Osamu Dazai put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker, waiting for the arrival of Chuya Nakahara.

Yuan Mou glanced at the factory building piled up with discarded steel and iron plates, and he hid aside with a thought.

Leaning on the stone pillar, Osamu Dazai slowly closed his eyes.

Before I knew it, it had been so long...

Not long after, there was the sound of boots trampling on the piled debris that had fallen all over the floor.

Osamu Dazai squinted, a little surprised.

Chuya, seems to be wearing clothes that don't fit well?

The black-haired and kite-eyed young man pondered slightly, and was moved by something, and stretched out his hand to lift up the brown-haired kite-eyed young man in front of him.

oh oh oh...

"Chuya, have you gotten shorter?~"

Delicate and small, it is quite suitable for hugging.

It just blurted out, it was still a merciless blow to the height of the red-haired youth.

The next second, visible to the naked eye, a black mist-like terrifying aura rose from behind Zhongya Zhongya.

Zhongyuan Zhong also rubbed his fist, and said with a smirk: "Huh?"

An elbow was aimed directly at Osamu Dazai's wrist, and his slender legs quickly wrapped around his waist, and his body also turned with the turning force, turning the situation around unexpectedly.

Surprise flashed in the kite's eyes, Osamu Dazai let go of his hand naturally, and raised his hand to block Zhongya Zhongya's right leg flying towards him.

Nakahara was also restrained on one side, he quickly pressed on Dazai Osamu's shoulder, used his strength to quickly rotate his body, and knocked Dazai Osamu to the ground with a merciless whirlwind kick.

Now the unequal heights are finally equal.

Nakahara also stepped on Osamu Dazai's chest, looking down at him coldly, with a triumphant smile on his lips, as if a little proud of a successful counterattack: "I think this height is more suitable for you, Dazai .”

As he spoke, the cat ears on the top of his head also shook with satisfaction, showing the master's happy mood at this time.

Osamu Dazai was in a daze, as if he saw the young Chuya Nakahara whom he met on Leibo Street many years ago through Chuya Nakahara in front of him.

He lowered his eyes slightly and smiled lowly.

Zhongyuan Zhongye exerted a little force on his feet, forcing him to grunt, and asked in a bad temper, "Why are you laughing, mackerel."

Dazai Osamu who fell on the ground looked aggrieved, his eyes seemed to be full of water, and his clothes were wrinkled as if he had no resistance, and the bandages that were originally loosely wound were even more scattered at this time. fall.

The whole person looked quite embarrassed.

"Chuya, you are... so ungentle~"

Central Plains Chuya:?

Treating the green mackerel without putting you on the grill is his greatest tenderness.

Nakahara gave him an annoyed look, raised his legs and stepped aside, skipping over the naughty Osamu Dazai and getting into his own topic.

"Just now, you must have seen me."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also straightforward, without asking any questions, just throwing out the question like a statement.

Osamu Dazai stood up, looking weak, patted his dusty clothes pitifully, and looked innocently at Chuya Nakahara.

"I don't seem to have any impression of what Chuya is talking about."

Nakahara Chuya: ...

This guy is really good at how to provoke his anger.

"Well, if it's Chuya who used the cat's body to deceive ignorant teenagers, I seem to know a thing or two."

Osamu Dazai's voice suddenly softened a little, and fell lightly.

Central Plains Chuya:?

Why do you feel that this person is so eccentric that he can't say a single good word out of his mouth.

He said angrily: "Fart, what deceived the unknown boy. Forget it, that matter is not important."

Nakahara also gave Osamu Dazai a squinting look, and the more he looked at his current height, the more frustrated he became, he stretched out his hand and pulled his neckline, forcing Osamu Dazai to lower his head.

Surprise flashed in Yuan's eyes, Osamu Dazai always said what he had to say.

"Oh, why is Chuya so active today?"

The cobalt blue eyes that are close at hand, seem to be burning with fire, are so bright that Dazai Osamu is a little dazed.

It seemed that while speaking, there was also a faint warm breath gently brushing over his face.

Pulling the mackerel and lowering his head, Zhongyuan Zhongya was much more satisfied.

"Let's make a long story short, I'm going to experiment with changing into a cat, and you can help me see."

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows slightly, and quickly understood the meaning of Chuya Nakahara from the short words.

That's how it turned out, it seems that the young man he met in Central Plains also seemed to bring him an adventure.

Experimenting with changing into a cat... In other words, did he master the skill of changing freely?

It's just that he understands it in his heart, but it doesn't prevent him from hurting Zhongyuan Zhongye with his words.

"Chuya sure?" Osamu Dazai smiled slightly, his kite eyes looked straight at Nakahara Nakaya's cobalt blue eyes, "Don't let any accident happen, let Nakaya's height shrink again."

Zhongyuan Zhong also let go of him, stepped back half of his body slightly, and clicked his tongue softly.

"Tsk, stop talking nonsense, I owe you a favor."

One of the favors is owed, and the two are also owed. Zhongyuan Zhong, who has a lot of debts and does not worry about his life, is also very fearless.

"Yes, listen to Lord Zhongyuan~"

Dazai Osamu stood without a standing posture, and the whole person looked lazy, while chuckling and teasingly responded to Nakahara Chuya.

Nakahara Chuya... Nakahara Chuya has learned how to deftly ignore talking mackerel.

Mackerel should be a good fish, don't talk!

Zhongyuan Zhong also closed his eyes directly, and began to reconstruct in his mind the appearance of himself that he had seen in the window - Zhongyuan Meow.

If it goes well, it should be free...to change, right?

After the silence, nothing changed in the Central Plains in front of me.

...nothing happened

what? !

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows, and Nakahara knew what he was going to say before he opened his mouth, so he rushed over and blocked Dazai Osamu's mouth.

"Tsk, this is just the beginning."

He was a little lacking in confidence, and he didn't really want to explain the doubts in his heart to the green mackerel in detail, so he forcibly held on, and the base of his ears was stained with thin red unconsciously.

Osamu Dazai didn't speak, but only laughed lightly a few times, stirring Nakahara Chuya lightly like a feather, which made him feel even more uncomfortable.

only--

"who?!"

The rustling sound at the entrance quickly attracted his attention, and Zhong Yuanzhong also let out an angry shout, attracting objects scattered on the ground and projecting them there, as if taking the opportunity to vent the unhappiness in his heart generally.

Osamu Dazai pursed his lips slightly, and an imperceptible look of caution flashed in his eyes.

"——Zhongye,"

Halfway through the speech, Osamu Dazai opened his eyes wide, and his kite pupils trembled unconsciously.

A bullet grazed the windbreaker raised by Central Plains Zhongye, and the crimson light lit up from him and then quickly dimmed.

At this time, he turned into a cat just like that.

The phone rang extremely quickly, and Dazai Osamu just pressed the button to answer it, before he could say anything, he quickly reacted to the bullets that shot out like a chain effect in front of him.

The fire burst out from the gun barrel, and the trajectory was generated in the mind without judgment.

It's just that this bullet didn't come to hit them.

Like the pioneers to ignite the fuse, round bombs like rolling balls quickly rolled in, and the bullets accurately focused on one of these scattered bombs.

In the next second, a feast-like crimson flame exploded from the entrance of the factory building, and the heat wave mercilessly rushed towards Osamu Dazai.

This person doesn't seem to give his opponent a chance at all.

The voice of Kida Dubu on the phone is still coming intermittently——

"Dazai! Be careful, those people are following you!"

Outside the door, there was a faint sound accompanied by a crackling sound——

"I didn't expect to meet members of the failed armed detective agency."

The voice is full of joy, as irrational as a stranger.

"I'm really—Lucky."

Osamu Dazai hugged Nakahara Chuya, who was caught off guard and turned into a cat, and rolled neatly behind the stone pillar beside him.

There was no time to stay, and the things Nakahara Nakahara ran over were somewhat able to block the explosion. Dazai Osamu calmly scanned the space in front of him, and listened carefully to the movement behind him.

There weren't many bombs, but the abandoned factory building was completely crumbling under such an impact.

The sound of the explosion gradually stopped, thick fog spread from the factory building, and the crackling sound of cracking came to his ears without any surprise.

The sound of footsteps stepping on the debris gradually approached, a cold light appeared in the kite's eyes, and one hand closed the ocher cat in his arms.

Osamu Dazai curled up his knuckles slightly, leaned against the base of the wall and stood up slowly.

You have to think about it... how to get out of here.

And the Zhongyuan cat in his arms——

Not surprisingly,

Fried hair.

The cat's cobalt blue eyes were full of doubt and incomprehension.

Meow, what's going on here? !