Cat Breeding Manual

Central Plains is also somewhat autistic.

Mori Ogai in front of him was dressed very ordinaryly. At first glance, he didn't have the temperament of a so-called mafia leader at all. He looked like a lost doctor. He didn't even shave his beard, and he looked a bit downcast.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, the heavy blow hit Zhongya Nakahara's heart.

The half-closed eyes of the cat opened its eyes keenly, as if disturbed by the very close sound, its slightly drooping ears also stood up.

...The leader's words were too sharp, and he didn't know how to react.

The cat opened its bright cobalt blue almond eyes, and looked like a cute plush toy, staying motionless in Dazai Osamu's arms.

Gan, if the bastard Dazai admits it directly, he will throw this guy into the ground.

Zhongyuan Meow gritted her teeth quietly, thinking violently in her heart.

He could even think of Dazai Osamu's tone of teasing him, how he would reveal the stupidity of his transformation into a cat one by one.

Is it better to give him a back throw first, or a strangulation?

Mori Ogai glanced at the ochre-colored cat, then turned his gaze back to Dazai Osamu who remained expressionless, and smiled lightly.

"Well, it's just how can a human become a cat. Dazai-kun, right?"

Although the words he spoke were interrogative sentences, his tone had already been determined, as if he had already known the answer to the question as if he was asking and answering himself.

Osamu Dazai only smiled, neither rebutting nor agreeing: "Mr. Mori is right, if Chuya becomes a cat, it should be the worst kind of cat."

Humans cannot become cats, but in the final analysis, the Central Plains cannot be regarded as pure human beings.

Dazai Osamu answered Mori Ogai with ease, but he didn't block all the possibilities.

Central Plains Chuya:?

Thanks, was offended.

Subconsciously, he wanted to scratch Osamu Dazai with his paw, but he remembered Mori Ogai who had an ambiguous attitude.

Central Plains Meow: ...

After a moment of silence, Zhong Yuanzhong quickly made a decision.

Although I don't know whether the leader has already guessed it, but since the window paper has not been torn, let it hang on it like this first.

He quietly retracted the claws again, looking like a well-behaved cat as if nothing had happened.

"Meow."

He just retracted the claws, and when the pad of flesh lightly stepped on Osamu Dazai's arm, a small meow sound came out of his mouth inadvertently.

There is also some silence in the Central Plains.

... This is not what he thought.

He quickly shut his mouth, pretending that it wasn't him who made the sound.Suo Xingsen Ogai didn't pay much attention to his movements, so he just fooled him.

Over there, Mori Ogai was still talking to Osamu Dazai.

"Hmm...really?" Mori Ogai smiled slightly, and teased, "That's right, Dazai-kun and Chuya-kun have always been so wrong."

"What do you think, cute cat sauce."

As he was talking, he suddenly asked about the ocher cat's thoughts, and even leaned slightly to meet those cobalt blue almond eyes.

The water light flickered slightly in Nakahara Meow's beautiful almond eyes, Mori Ogai suddenly lowered his head, and he caught Mori Ogai's sight so unexpectedly.

There wasn't any scrutinizing suspicious expression in the purplish red eyes, but just like the usual mentality of stroking a cat, with a kind of loving expression, it seemed that Mori Ogai became more and more normal.

Central Plains Meow: ...

He thought to himself, as a harmless kitten, why should he be sandwiched between Dazai Ogai and Mori Ogai, and bear such unreasonable pressure.

Nakahara Chuya, at this time, has been able to substitute very well for his cat's identity.

Mori Ogai raised his hand with a smile, seeing that the cat showed no resistance, he gently stroked its soft ocher hair.

The gentle and proficient way of stroking the cat made Nakahara Meow gradually close his eyes comfortably, and a few soft purrs came out from the tip of his nose, and his two front paws began to step on Dazai unconsciously. Zhi's upper arm.

"Meow-"

Regardless of other things, smooth hair is really comfortable to touch.

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows slightly, and a little playful look flashed in his kite eyes.

Such a sound finally attracted Alice's attention.

Alice looked away from a distant corner of the street. The slightly curly blond hair that was almost waist-length reflected the warm color of maple leaves in the afterglow of the setting sun. The whole person seemed to be surrounded by doubts, and curiosity flickered in the blue eyes. Emotions.

She tilted her head, stretched out her hand and carefully touched the tip of the cat's nose.

"Rintaro, is this a cat?"

The blue eyes, which were lighter than those of the Central Plains Meow, cast their eyes on Mori Ogai. Alice seemed to be a little immersed in the touch of her hands, her eyes were shining brightly, staring at the ocher cat as if she had discovered a new world.

Central Plains Meow: ...

Alice, what dangerous idea do you seem to have?

Stop it, Alice!

Mori Ogai looked thoughtful, and his purple eyes stopped on Nakahara Meow again.

"It's not impossible for Alice to have a cat if she wants."

The ochre-colored cat became more obedient, Osamu Dazai even felt the cat in his arms trying to sneak deep into his arm.

He couldn't help laughing, Zhong also became a cat, and his thinking seemed to become more fluffy.

Osamu Dazai said: "If Alice keeps a cat, I'm afraid she will spend less time with Mr. Mori."

He seemed to have heard Nakahara Chuya's inner cry, and very tactfully proposed a vision to Mori Ogai.

"Alice-chan, I'm more important than cats..." Mori Ogai looked at Alice pitifully and beggingly, as if he had suddenly realized.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also silent for a moment.

Why do you think that he is like this, so there is no silver 300 taels here?

Obviously something is wrong!Be sober, Nakahara Chuya, don't be overwhelmed by the cat's fluff!

Thinking of this, Zhongyuan Meow's movement of drilling in also stopped abruptly.

The cobalt blue eyes squinted slightly again, and Alice in front of her seemed to be caught in some kind of dilemma, and she didn't speak for a long time.

... Dazai Osamu really knows how to easily provoke conflicts.

Zhongyuan Meow thought for a while, and felt that he, who had been tortured by Dazai Osamu's words, didn't throw him into the wall.

"Forget it, it's enough for Alice to have Rintaro." Alice frowned as if in distress, and made a difficult choice between Mori Ogai and the cat, and finally sighed like a little adult, helplessly Looking at Mori Ogai beside him, he said.

Mori Ogai was overjoyed, he lowered his body and hugged Alice, and rubbed against her with tears in his eyes: "I didn't expect me to be so important to Alice."

Alice was wearing a blue-and-white petticoat with a beige blouse outside. Looking from the wrong eye, she really looked like the 'Alice' in "Alice in Wonderland", as smart and lively.

She patted Mori Ogai's hair, and sighed softly: "What a useless Rintaro."

Having said that, she still disliked the way Mori Ogai cried while hugging her.

Central Plains Meow: ...

It's just a cat, and the leader doesn't have to perform such a farewell show.

It shouldn't, really shouldn't.

It's just that the matter of raising a cat was rejected by Alice, and the topic seemed to come to an end like this, and finally moved away from Zhongyuan Meow.

"Speaking of which, Nakaya-kun seems to have looked for Dazai-kun once before."

What Mori Ogai mentioned was not long ago, Nakahara Nakaya drove straight to the door of the Armed Detective Agency without any concealment, and just broke in so carelessly.

Osamu Dazai paused, and slightly changed the position of the hand holding the cat, so that Nakahara Mew turned his back to Mori Ogai, and put his front paw on his shoulder.

The fluffy fluff is close to the face and neck, bringing a warm and comfortable touch, making people want to step into the fluffy fur of the cat.

"About that, Mr. Mori, I still have a lot of bills to send to you. Chuya rushed in for no reason, but it caused me a lot of mental pressure."

Ogai Mori said it bluntly, and Osamu Dazai answered in a very undisguised manner, only skipping the little detail of when Nakahara Chuya turned into a cat, and everything else is completely consistent with the facts.

...So it seems that Zhongye's car is still parked in the parking space downstairs.

He looked like a ruffian who was ripping off things, and when he spoke, he looked a little bit unscrupulous.

Mori Ogai smiled: "Dazai-kun, it still hasn't changed."

In fact, he didn't care much about the whereabouts of Zhongye in the Central Plains. His subordinates had to have their own private lives, and what the leader had to do was to gather them together at the right time and arrange them in suitable positions.

The guess about the cat was a sudden flash of thought like a whim.

After all, Nakahara just suddenly raised a cat, and it was very similar to the cat raised by Osamu Dazai.

It's really hard not to think too much about it.

Has the relationship between the two changed unexpectedly?

Mori Ogai even joked about himself in an entertaining spirit.

His once-bankrupt diamond-polishing plan is now revived...

Osamu Dazai also counterattacked with a smile: "Mr. Mori too, he is still a hopeless lolicon."

"Rintaro, Rintaro, that seems interesting."

Alice was attracted by something on the street, and pulled Mori Ogai's white coat twice. Seeing that he hadn't been pulled, she jumped into the crowd like a little butterfly without looking back.

Mori Ogai turned around, and saw Alice disappearing into the crowd, and he only had time to tearfully reach out to the girl's disappearing back, and called out plaintively, "Wait, ah——Alice, you where--"

The purple eyes quickly turned to Osamu Dazai, Mori Ogai didn't care about his embarrassing appearance being seen by him, and bid him a brief farewell.

He quickly glanced at the hat held in Osamu Dazai's hand, and felt that it looked a little familiar, but the heart of chasing Alice prevailed at this moment, and Mori Ogai had a lot of considerations in his mind, and a rough guess gradually took shape , but in no hurry to ask Osamu Dazai at this time.

"Then, Dazai-kun, let's talk again when we have a chance."

The speed of changing his face from front to back is so fast, it can only be said that he is worthy of being the man who can stand as the leader of the mafia.

"See you again, Mr. Sen."

Osamu Dazai smiled, and his kite eyes quickly caught the mischievous Alice, but he didn't remind Mori Ogai, and only looked at Mori Ogai anxiously looking for someone with a playful vicious taste.

Alice always likes to play hide-and-seek with him to test the sincerity of Mori Ogai's feelings for her.

After all this time, it still hasn't changed.

Port Mafia, seems to be pretty much the same as he left it.

No, something has changed.

Seemingly getting used to the feeling of Osamu Dazai hugging him, Meow Nakahara seemed to regard him as a useful tool man at this time, raised his paw and patted his strong back, urging him to leave quickly.

Osamu Dazai gently held his front paw, and stared at each other face to face with Nakahara Mew for a moment.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also full of doubts, restraining his urge to scratch down with his paw.

Zhongyuan Meow:?

Which nerve is wrong with the blue mackerel?

The weirdness really made him uncomfortable.

...For example, the cute cat in his hand, Mr. Cadre, has become a bit earth-shatteringly huge.

Nakahara Chuya: ...?

He seemed to feel the chill on his back again.

This kind of thick malice surrounding him is too concrete, as if wrapping him around him.

Osamu Dazai suddenly said, "Chuya~Mr. Mori seems to be very concerned about you."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he could hear his weird smell going around, but he still couldn't get to the topic he wanted to talk about. Zhongyuan Meow was too lazy to talk to Osamu Dazai, and closed his eyes again, only wagging his tail and landed gently on the On his arm, it seemed to indicate that he heard it.

The young man's low laughter lingered in his ears, and Zhong Yuanzhong was quite annoyed at hearing it.

Tsk, it really is the annoying green mackerel.

He raised one eye slightly, moved and still maintained the curiosity of a cat, full of curiosity about the changes in the streets outside.

The cat's ears also stood up following the change of Zhongyuan Meow's mood, and the erected cat's ears showed that the whole cat was much more energetic.

The small head kept turning with the passing people, and the ocher kitten seemed to have discovered something, and suddenly shook its ears, and its tail quietly wrapped around Dazai Osamu's arm.

Ok?

What about the light yellow rag doll that can only move?

Zhongyuan Meow paused, seeing that the doll was about to disappear from his eyes, he raised his front paws and stepped on Dazai Osamu's arm, turned his body, his cobalt blue almond eyes followed the figure seriously and turned his head.

Small bean-like eyes, unable to tell the shape of the palm, the limbs are round and round, and the whole body has the texture of an ordinary fabric toy no matter how you look at it.

But this toy just stuck its head out of the backpack of the brown-haired girl, looked around vividly, and then the girl nervously stuffed it back into the backpack, and carefully closed the opened zipper go up.

The tea-haired girl quickly walked into the store together with the girl with black curly long hair, talking and laughing, and the moving doll just disappeared in front of Zhongyuan Meow, as if it was only him. general illusion.

Central Plains Meow: ...

Obviously, he couldn't be wrong.

After becoming a cat, the dynamic capture of sight has improved a lot compared to humans. Such movements are obviously living creatures.

How do you feel that since becoming a cat, from monsters to moving dolls... His world view seems to be being hit and reshaped by these strange creatures.

Is this still the ordinary world in his eyes?

Zhongyuan Meow complained ignorantly, completely forgetting that he is also the incarnation of unscientific supernatural powers.

The world really couldn't be better.

……

"Then, I have to try it now, have you learned the ability?"

All the way until he got home, he didn't meet any acquaintances who suddenly appeared again. Osamu Dazai hung Chuya Nakahara's hat on the hanger at the entrance, and put him next to the cat bag in his arms as if unintentionally.

The limbs fell to the ground again, Zhongyuan Meow seemed to have parted with this down-to-earth feeling for too long, and took a few steps tentatively with some doubts.

It's just that it feels like a cat bag as soon as you see it, which is really not very good.

Hearing Dazai Osamu's words, he didn't turn his head, but just shook the cat's tail casually, as if declaring that he had heard it.

The cobalt blue eyes pondered slightly, and Zhong Yuanzhong also closed his eyes. At first glance, he looked like a cat that had fallen asleep standing up, standing there motionless.

A red light suddenly appeared from him, and Osamu Dazai folded his legs gracefully, staring at Chuya Nakahara who was experimenting quite leisurely.

It doesn't seem to be going well?

Although there is still no movement from Zhongyuan Meow, Dazai Osamu has already foreseen one of the possibilities that will happen soon.

Sure enough, the first attempt failed directly.

Zhongyuan Meow spread out his strength and paced on the spot. The timing of the pacing coincided too much with the timing of the power dissipating. With a soft clang, Zhongyuan Meow froze on the spot with its front paws raised.

Central Plains Meow: ...

No, it was the table that moved first!

The cobalt blue almond eyes have been filled with water since some time ago, and at this moment when looking at Osamu Dazai, he looks even more innocent.Zhongyuanmiao retracted its front paws without a trace, moved forward a few steps quietly, and sat directly on the crack of the table.

Hmm... It's impossible for a cat to understand such things as compensation.

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows slightly, his kite eyes took in everything, but he didn't open his mouth. He only watched with interest as Nakahara Meow covered himself up, and then raised his slender hands and hugged him. This is a rogue ocher kitten.

He held Zhongyuan Meow's front paw, and pressed it against a hollow on the table, which fit perfectly with his front paw, just like a match made in heaven.

Osamu Dazai said coolly: "Oh, Chuya, look, it matches your paw very well."

Central Plains Meow: ...

Or just do nothing and just let this table disappear?

Destroy the evidence, and there will be no crime!

Zhongyuan Meow's thoughts gradually became dangerous.

Osamu Dazai seemed to know the speed of his explosion, and at this moment he let go of his hand in a timely manner, carefully placed the ocher cat on the depression, and spoke again as if nothing had happened.

"Well, it looks perfect this way. Chuya, do you want to come and wave?"

Zhongyuan Meow:?

Gan, don't this guy treat him like a beckoning cat?

Waving is impossible, but there is a 90.00% possibility of violently beating a blue mackerel.

"Heh——" Osamu Dazai was not expecting Nakahara Meow's response either. Since his return, this ocher cat seemed to be consciously controlling himself to make a soft meow, and used the meow without saying a word. Twin cobalt blue almond eyes accuse him.

Just looking at it like this makes it even cuter.

The oversized cobalt blue almond eyes only reflected his appearance, as if he had fallen into the boundless sea of ​​stars, and he felt like wandering in this transparent sea of ​​stars.

Osamu Dazai suggested as if talking to himself: "It's still early, let's try a second time, Chuya."

His calls to Zhongyuan Meow were finally much more normal. For the time being, there were no sticky, weird and elongated tail sounds, and the hair that made Zhongyuan Meow unconsciously became fluffy gradually settled down a lot.

After turning into a cat, although Xi is invisible, as long as she is a little angry, her tail will blow up unconsciously like some automatic feedback machine.

It has become much easier to spy on the cat's mood.

Central Plains Meow: ...

It is obviously a part of the body, why do I always feel betrayed?

It shouldn't, really shouldn't.

The second attempt will soon begin. Osamu Dazai still has an expression of anticipation or playfulness in his eyes. He leans one hand on the side of his face, and the light in his kite eyes shines slightly, as if he is watching seriously. The Central Plains are also average.

Zhongyuan Meow used its ability to vomit wildly, and before transforming itself back into a human form, it urged its light cat body to float in midair.

It was obvious that he was pushing in the wrong direction.

Zhongyuan Meow is a little autistic.

After being born for so long, I realized for the first time how difficult it is to be a human being.

Even if it changes back, there is still a pair of ocher cat ears on the top of the head. Although others can't see it, this kind of existence, which seems to be concealed, really makes Zhongyuan Zhong feel uncomfortable.

"There's still a lot of time, and it's not too late for Chuya to try again."

Osamu Dazai's words sounded extremely normal, like ordinary words to comfort a friend who had failed, not at all like the sneering style he should have when facing Chuya Nakahara.

Nakahara Meow raised her head suspiciously, and saw Dazai Osamu's expression on the verge of being unable to hold back, as if he was trying to suffocate himself to death by holding back his laughter.

Meeting Nakahara Meow's cobalt blue eyes, Osamu Dazai finally couldn't hold back his laughter, and laughed lowly as if he had done his best.

"Pfft, I didn't expect Zhong Ye to be quite talented in being funny."

Central Plains Meow: ...

You guys are the least qualified to say such things.

I just tried many times, but there is still no result. The petite body of the cat is still petite. The Zhongyuan cat is really tired. Naturally, the power of the Huangba vomit is endless and will not be exhausted, but the sense of spiritual gap makes him feel tired. Exhausted.

Or just be a cat like this, there's nothing wrong with it anyway, it's okay to punch someone into the wall.

Zhongyuan Meow thought a little bit self-destructively.

Thinking about it this way, I feel that I have worked hard for nothing.

Zhongyuan Meow paused, and decided to give up his endless and clueless attempt.

With a slap, the cat landed lightly on the table. Nakahara Meow's tail was raised high, occupying the high place domineeringly as if inspecting its own territory, and casually glanced at Osamu Dazai's table.

It hasn't changed much from the last time I came here.

The fluffy body was still combed neatly, it was Osamu Dazai who just got a cat hair comb from somewhere on a whim and used it on him.

Zhongyuan Meow accepts things like grooming well, perhaps because of the nature of cats. He lay on the table with his limbs drooping, his eyes half closed, and enjoyed the rare service of Osamu Dazai.

Hmm...the green mackerel still has its merits.

Just as he was about to praise Dazai Osamu in his heart, he heard Dazai Osamu's surprise sound like a treasure.

Mr. Cat raised his eyes and glanced to the side, and the next second the red light wrapped his body.

Osamu Dazai took off a ball of ochre-colored hair from the cat comb, which seemed to be quite small in size, he put the ball of hair that he had just combed from Nakahara Meow in his palm, Said smugly——

"Chuya, look, it all fell from you~"

"Meow—!"

Too--jae--!The bastard! !

It's unbearable.

what, shedding? !

It is impossible to shed hair, it is all manually combed by Osamu Dazai.

In order to prevent my cat from becoming bald, it is also a matter of course to get rid of this bandage spirit first!

With a loud bang, Meow Nakahara successfully threw Osamu Dazai into the sofa not far away.

The wall is too far away and there is too much movement, so it is rare to let Osamu Dazai go and let him land on the sofa.

Zhong Yuan also thought to himself, how generous, friendly and kind he is.

Osamu Dazai buried himself in the cushion of the sofa, but still held the ball of hair in his hand, as if he was unwilling to let go no matter what.

Even if he is a meow, he is still the invincible gravity manipulator.

The cat raised its head slightly, its soft pads stepped on Dazai Osamu's fair side face as if confirming a prize.

Hmph, Osamu Dazai should know how powerful he is now.

Osamu Dazai was not annoyed, he raised his hand to hold Nakahara Meow's proud front paw, and with a slight lift, he caught the ochre-colored cat over.

Zhongyuan Meow had a big reversal, and quickly used his ability to turn the situation around, but found that the power circulating in his body suddenly appeared a little hindrance.

Osamu Dazai smiled, and said softly, "Supernatural power—"Disqualification in the world". "

You don't need to think about it, you know, it must be Dazai Osamu who used his ability to restrict him.

Zhongyuan Meow gritted her teeth, and began to think about how to beat Dazai Osamu so hard later.

Osamu Dazai didn't take the opportunity to fight back against Chuya Nakahara, he just let him sit on the sofa and let go of his hand.

Zhongyuan Meow:?

Suddenly feel that something is not going right?

What did the blue mackerel not take the opportunity to do?It's really unusual.

After all, just now, this blue mackerel shouldn't have the character of standing aside and watching him try, without even saying a word of trouble.

Thinking about it this way, there are really a lot of suspicious places.

The cobalt blue eyes lighted up slightly, and Meow Zhongyuan raised her head vigilantly.

Just let him see, what the hell Dazai Osamu is going to do.

It was just the things that caught his eye that made him a little frozen in place.

Osamu Dazai shook the small dried fish in his hand with a smile, and fanned it gently in a manner.

He waved his hand and explained as if he was talking to himself: "Qi Luozi recommended this small dried fish to me. Before I had time to give Chuya a taste, you ran after Mr. Bailan that day." .”

Dazai Osamu's tone carried a touch of regret that was not easy to detect: "It was a pity that such a fragrant dried fish would be wasted like this."

Central Plains Meow: ...

Oops, the will of the body will no longer be able to resist the instinctive pursuit of dried fish.

"Why, do you want to try it, Chuya~?" Osamu Dazai was still eloquent.

The aroma of the dried fish was passed directly into his breath.

The salty smell hits the face without any gaps. This kind of smell is definitely not something a young and weak kitten can resist.

Thinking of this, Zhongyuan Meow approached Osamu Dazai unconsciously, rubbed his wrist and begged for Xiaoyu, without the vigorous and resolute appearance that a Hong Kong gangster cadre should have.

"Meow meow—"

Give him the little fish!

Compared with what changes into a cat and remains the same, it is still more important to be a small fish.

Cobalt blue almond eyes fixed on the small dried fish in Osamu Dazai's hand, as if in a hurry, the ochre-colored cat raised its upper body slightly, grasped Osamu Dazai's wrist with both paws, trying to reach it by itself, but it was about to The moment he touched it, he watched the little fish fly away in front of his eyes. .

Dazai Osamu was very happy, he kept seducing Nakahara Meow, who was only interested in small dried fish.

Central Plains Meow: ...

In the next second, the tabletop on which the ocher cat was standing sank again, and the slight cracking sound came from the legs of the table, as if it was under unacceptable gravity, it began to squeak. The sound of protest.

Osamu Dazai smiled: "Want it, Chuya?"

He dragged the end of his voice, and his originally frivolous tone became more vague and ambiguous. It fell down like a feather, and when he raised his hand to grab it, he ended up empty-handed.

Mackerel really doesn't go to the house for a day.

"Meow!"

As long as he is handsome in his heart, no matter how soft his words are, it will not damage his pre-war aura...it should be.

Nakahara also shouted angrily, skillfully manipulated the gravity and jumped up, his elongated front paws touched Osamu Dazai's forehead effortlessly.

There wasn't too much time to prepare, or in other words, Dazai Osamu knew the ending before he said such words, but he let Nakahara just jump over like he was caught.

He even closed his eyes, as if he was welcoming death.

Zhongyuan Meow:?

You're trying to do something weird with this bandage-wasting device.

The paw pressing on Dazai Osamu's forehead just stopped, followed by the pads of the flesh gently pressing down, without any lethality at all, Nakahara Meow just jumped back to the table.

Of course, the cat had that evil little dried fish rightfully in its mouth.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also full of ambition, and the cat's little head seemed to be somewhat satisfied, and it lifted up slightly.

Osamu Dazai raised the corners of his lips, and raised his hand to lightly support the area in front of his forehead. There was a sparkle of light in his kite eyes, mixed with complex emotions like headache and joy.

Zhongye's thoughts are really easy to understand.

Just thinking about it, in the next second, the coffee table in the room collapsed like that, and it still looked like a shattered wound, completely hopeless.

Zhongyuan Meow was taken aback, and the moment her hair exploded, she immediately used her ability to wrap herself up and jumped into the air.

The little fish didn't bite at once, and just fell into the debris on the table below.

Small dried fish——! !

Zhongyuan Meow cried for the lost dried fish. He had just snatched it from the bandage master, and had to send it away before tasting it.

No, Nakahara Chuya, is it time to mourn Xiaoyugan? !

Heck, he forgot, the table was already overwhelmed by himself, why did he subconsciously drop it heavily on it.

Looking at it like this, Meow Nakahara felt a little guilty, and didn't dare to look back at Osamu Dazai behind him.

Anyway, he is just a cat now, whatever a cat does can be forgiven... right?

With its back to Osamu Dazai, Nakahara Meow tiptoed away from the scene of his crime as if trying to cover up, ignoring the fiery gaze of his master who seemed to be about to materialize.

Well, it has nothing to do with him.

Osamu Dazai's desk collapsed, how could it have anything to do with Chuya Nakahara!You see, he wasn't in this room at all.

What, you mean Zhongyuan Meow?

He was nothing more than a weak and innocent ocher kitten.

Zhong Yuan's self-deception skills seem to have grown by leaps and bounds after becoming a cat.

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth slightly: "...Chuya?"

This appearance of running away after doing bad things is completely different from the usual cadre who is not afraid of anything and only knows how to punch him.

Congratulations, congratulations, Zhongya has finally made great progress in this regard.

Zhongyuan Meow:?

Although it was silent, he always felt that Osamu Dazai was being angry with him.

The ochre-colored kitten turned its head vigilantly, the pupils in its almond eyes formed a thin slit under the light, the cobalt blue color was more obvious, as if the clear sea was dipping into it, it was so blue that people unconsciously looked at it. It was much more peaceful.

Osamu Dazai also turned his back to him. Judging from his back, the bandage wasting device raised a hand, which seemed to be pressed against his forehead helplessly, and seemed to have a bit of resentment for the accident in front of him. Emotions.

Meow cough.

Nakahara Mew paused, turned his head tactfully, put his two front paws in a comfortable posture, and lazily enjoyed the afterglow of the setting sun in front of Osamu Dazai's window.

Look at the sunset, which is like a yellow wine red hue, and his ocher fur is almost like a fusion, how quiet and peaceful everything is.

The temperature is just right, and there is no annoying bandage to bother him. Zhongyuan Meow temporarily put aside the troubles of changing from a human to a cat, and half-closed his eyes as if he was about to fall asleep.

At this moment, he felt something suddenly touch his tail.

Meow Nakahara woke up with a jolt, and turned to look at Osamu Dazai who was still cleaning up the wreckage of the table on the ground.

Dazai Osamu was half-kneeling on the ground, working hard to clean up the mess caused by Zhongyuan Meow, completely unaware of Zhongyuan Meow's gaze.

Well, from a distance point of view, it is completely impossible for the guy with the blue mackerel to teleport over and then teleport back in such a short period of time.

Zhongyuan Meow thought so, subconsciously licked his paw, and continued to meditate.

So--

Zhongyuan Meow looked suspiciously at the books lying quietly beside her tail.

It can't be that this book is perfect, right?

Ok……

Meow Zhongyuan thought about the cat teacher he had seen in the past few days, and then thought about the moving doll that flashed by, and the suspicion in his heart seemed to finally have a certain direction.

It seems that there are monsters, so it is not surprising if the book becomes a spirit?

Otherwise, his tail stayed peacefully and didn't move, how could there be a sudden touch from the outside world?

It can't be that the tail is rebellious and runs counter to the owner's mind once again.

Zhongyuan Meow stared at the book firmly, and the comfortable lying position also changed. The ochre-colored cat lowered its body slightly, and quickly turned its head, aiming at the reddish-brown book, with a look like Prepare to hunt like prey.

The tail swung slowly as if sensing something, and the claws on the pads also stretched and retracted, for fear of frightening the unknown visitor.

The cobalt blue almond eyes are staring at the book seriously, afraid of missing a moment and letting the book escape.

The book didn't move, neither did the cat, the situation seemed to be in a stalemate, only the breeze brushed the white curtains and gently swayed over the window eaves behind.

finally--

The Central Plains is moving!

He rushed up like an arrow leaving the string, and slashed up with his claws without mercy, and the cobalt blue almond eyes quickly met the appearance of the book.

Surrounded by brown strips, it looks like ordinary paper, but it feels fluffy to the touch. The center of the paper is empty, with only a ribbon-like pattern.

Just looking at it like this, I feel that this book exudes an unknown and powerful atmosphere, with an uneasy feeling.