Cat Breeding Manual

"Really, I'm not a liar, don't look at me like a liar!"

Keenly aware of Zhongyuan Zhongye's hesitant gaze, the strange young man protested angrily for himself, speaking clearly and logically, and took out a business card from his pocket, introducing himself in a serious manner.

"Ahem, look, this is my business card."

The young man with dark blue hair tugged at the snow-white scarf around his neck, stood up and patted the dust on his knees, and fumbled for a crumpled business card.

The business card was held in his hand, and the edges seemed to be soaked with some suspicious liquid that looked like sweat from his hands.

Zhong Yuanzhong also paused, did not take the business card, only glanced at it from a distance, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Night Fighter.

Gao Tianyuan's only authorized god.

For just five yen, you can do anything.

It can fly up to the sky, and down can clean the dirt in the bathroom. Is it your best partner in difficult times?

This is like a small leaflet distributed on the street, like waste paper that will only be thrown into the trash can with disgust by passers-by, full of fluffy information that does not have a margin.

And the threshold of ability is too far away.

In terms of price...only five yen, compared to the ability, is it too cheap?

Nakahara Chuya waved his hand politely, declined the recommendation of this unknown Yato God, and turned his head only to find trouble with Osamu Dazai, not so interested in this young man like Ping/Porcelain.

Osamu Dazai straightened his buttonless shirt with one hand, his kite eyes swept over Yato, and soon stopped on Chuya Nakahara, looked at him with a bit of resentment in his eyes, and sighed softly.

"Chuya always strikes so roughly."

Central Plains Chuya:?

This is true, believe it or not, he has more brutal tricks.

"However, Wuyen God? It seems that I have heard such a saying." Osamu Dazai tilted his head, narrowed his kite eyes slightly, and commented on Yato behind him with a smile.

At this time, his neckline was open freely, and his originally unserious temperament seemed a lot more frivolous.

Osamu Dazai put his hand on Nakahara Chuya's shoulder, taking advantage of his height, he put it on it naturally. At first glance, he had the illusion of holding Nakahara Chuya in his arms.

Nakahara Chuya: ...

He didn't really notice the question of whether to hug or not, but he was really annoyed by the extremely smooth shoulder-shoulder posture of the blue mackerel.

Height is a pain forever.

If you just give him a few tens of centimeters, will Osamu Dazai be today?

Speaking of which, Zhongyuan Zhong also noticed that the height that had shrunk after being transformed into a cat last time recovered, and this time it returned to its original height smoothly.

No matter how you look at it, the power of Huangba's vomit seems to be unstable.

Dazai Osamu spoke slowly: "I heard from our members that the five-yen wishing saying is very popular in Tokyo recently. It's just that few wishes come true, and most of the time it's more like rumors made up by girls."

He uttered words slowly, his kite eyes slightly raised, as if curious and playful, he casually looked at Yato in front of him.

"...I'm wondering, is it because they don't know the name of the Five Yen God?"

Desires are unattainable and therefore impossible to fulfill.

However, it is not his job to analyze work performance for the gods.

Dazai Osamu also seemed to mention it casually, and then said to Nakahara Chuya frivolously: "Sa, Chuya, let's go, you have to go back to Yokohama as soon as possible."

Nakahara Nakaya had blue veins on his forehead, and without turning his head, he pressed on Osamu Dazai's hand, and threw him over the shoulder mercilessly.

"Shut up, Dazai, don't elbow me."

Osamu Dazai raised his hands in a gesture of surrender. He has never been able to beat Nakahara Chuya in physical skills, but his verbal kung fu is always better: "But Chuya, I just followed the laws of nature."

After finishing speaking, the handsome young man put on an innocent look.

It's true.

Nakahara Chuya: ...

Damn, I can't find anything to refute.

He gritted his teeth in displeasure, not wanting to see the blue mackerel again for a short time, and then turned his gaze to Yato.

"you……?"

Yato, who was wearing an old tracksuit in front of him, was looking at Osamu Dazai with tears in his eyes. If his name could not be remembered, he would have missed so many business deals! ?

He looked pitiful and aggrieved, and the tears seemed to converge into a turbulent stream, falling silently.

Central Plains Chuya:?

This guy, why does he look so empathetic all of a sudden?

"How are you?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also tentatively asked.

"Ahem, I can do it, you don't have to worry, I can see any wish for you at any time ~ Kira. This gentleman, just as you said. I am the five-yen god." Yato cleared his throat and closed his eyes The lingering tears quickly cheered up, and strange little stars flickered beside her.

?

What kind of idol-like term is kira?

No matter how you look at this Wuyen God, he looks very unreliable.

"It's only five yen, and you can try it before paying."

While talking, he suddenly sold out again, took out the empty and damaged wallet, and stood there desolately, as if he had a bleak aura.

"I don't have any money, I don't have a drop, I'm about to starve to death on the street, please have pity on me, make a wish to me, let me have a meal."

The god who came out to solicit customers by himself is really bleak.

Speaking of it, it really is one set after another.

Nakahara Chuya: ...

Anyway, if you only have five yen, you can't eat anything, right?

He sighed, his heart was moved with compassion, and before he could say anything, Yato over there seemed to read his mind, his eyes lit up, and he wanted to hold his hand without saying a word.

Nakahara Chuya had sharp eyes and quick hands, and he raised his hand sharply to block Yato's hand.

He hasn't forgotten the suspicious hand sweat just now!

Ye Dou smiled and said: "Accidents, they are all accidents. Thinking about earning the first income in my life, I am a little nervous."

He quickly took a cloth from his pocket and dried his hands carefully.

Nakahara Chuya: ...

What is the first income in life?

This deceitful/deceitful atmosphere is getting stronger and stronger.

Nakahara Chuya: "Come on, let's do this."

Chuya Nakahara paused, and picked up a loose bandage on Osamu Dazai's wrist.

I don't know how Osamu Dazai was wrapped around him, a lengthy piece was hanging down loosely, and it was able to cover half of his arm.

Osamu Dazai also seemed to be somewhat curious, looking at Yato thoughtfully, and just let Nakahara Chuya manipulate his position.

This seems to be the first time Dazai Osamu is so obedient since we met...

Strange thoughts came to mind, Nakahara shook his head, took the bandage that was hanging from Osamu Dazai and put it in Yato's palm, he held the other end and spoke solemnly.

"Okay, please teleport us to Yokohama, Goyen God."

Zhong Yuanzhong also said it seriously, and he was actually ready to take cash out of his pocket and pay directly.

After all, although the ability of teleportation is not without it, as far as he knows, there is no such ability person who consumes such a huge ability from Tokyo to Yokohama.

It's just doing good deeds every day, and the cadres of the port mafia are occasionally very warm-hearted.

It's just that Yato in front of him suddenly lit up his eyes, shining like a little sun with excitement.

"Yes, I have indeed received your wish."

With a ding sound like the crisp sound of falling coins, Yato gracefully flicked the five-yen coin that appeared out of nowhere from his fingertips, and the overflowing invisible power slightly lifted the ends of his hair, and in the blink of an eye, the scene in front of him suddenly appeared changed.

Zhongyuan Zhong also blinked slowly, and the five tall buildings standing behind him were the five iconic buildings of the Port Mafia. Looking up, he could still see several low-level members he knew were on duty.

Turning his head to look at Yato, Zhong Yuanzhong was also thoughtful.

Rather than using supernatural powers to explain it, he gradually tended to...the existence of gods.

only--

"I don't have five yen."

In the windbreaker that Nakahara was wearing, there were only two black cards and a thousand-yen bill mixed in at some point. He picked up the bill with his fingers, "Is one thousand yen okay?"

If you eat, you can't eat anything very good for [-] yen.

Zhong Yuanzhong also thought thoughtfully.

However, Yato in front of him suddenly reacted strongly.

"No, no!" Yato's voice suddenly increased, "It can only be five yen!"

He looked at Nakahara Chuya tearfully, and the speed of changing his face was always faster than expected: "Five yen means a lot to me, just give me five yen."

Nakahara Chuya: ...

What era is this again, when you give money to the other party for nothing, the other party is still not willing to accept it.

Is it special?Wuyen God's obsession is really deep enough.

Zhongyuan Zhong also sighed helplessly, and looked at Dazai Zhi as if asking for help: "Dazai?"

Osamu Dazai showed a five-yen coin with a smile, but he was not going to hand it to Yato himself.He paused, the end of his eyes raised slightly, and when he put down the coin, his fingertips brushed the palm of Nakahara Chuya inadvertently.

"Here, Zhongye. Favor once."

Nakahara Chuya: ...

Whoever is better at sitting on the ground and raising prices is worthy of you, Osamu Dazai.

After a light tut, Nakahara called out to Yato, raised his hand and put the coin into his palm.

The bronze-colored coins shone brightly in the sun, as if they were covered with a layer of golden light, making them more valuable.

The coin fell into Yato's palm, and it seemed that some kind of power was stirred up for a moment, and the ripples quickly shook Nakahara Chuya's body, making him stunned unconsciously.

"Thank you for your patronage, welcome to come again next time~"

With a bit of childishness, Yato raised his hand in the shape of a starting gun and tapped his forehead lightly, and there were twinkling stars beside him, and he finished his lines in a businesslike manner.

I didn't feel it when I teleported over just now, but now I suddenly feel a kind of...

"Wait, your power..."

——It feels like meeting the same kind.

Nakahara also raised his head, only to find that Yato had disappeared without a trace in front of him.

"..."

He seemed to be more certain that this Wuyen God was... a similar existence to him.

"Chuya, if there's nothing else, I'll go back first."

Osamu Dazai turned around and was about to leave when he raised his hand and showed a five-yen coin, and said very confidently: "Right, don't forget, this five-yen coin is also a favor you owe me~"

"Shut up, Dazai."

If it weren't for the gate of the port mafia headquarters, Nakahara Chuya would have even thought of rolling his eyes to Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai took back the coin with a smile, raised his hand and picked up the thousand yen that Nakahara Chuya was still holding.

"By the way, I don't have any money to go back to the detective agency, so I can use this thousand yen to take a taxi."

He said it with confidence, the robber looks like a natural and so logical.

Nakahara Chuya: ...

"Go away, Dazai."

He threw Chien Yen into Dazai Osamu's hands as if venting his anger, turned around to control the gravity, tapped the ground with his toes, and made a dent that was not light but not heavy, and quickly disappeared in front of Dazai Osamu.

Creatures like green mackerel are really incompatible with him from birth.

……

As soon as he walked into the gate of the Port Mafia, Chuya Nakahara was about to go back to his office when he heard a call from behind.

"Chuya-kun." Mori Ogai said gently, "I just saw Dazai-kun outside."

He had a calm appearance, as if he had everything in his mind and was mature and steady.

Nakahara Chuya raised his eyes slightly, and met Mori Ogai's jewel-like purplish red pupils.

"Dazai? He dares to come to the territory of the port mafia?" Zhong Yuan Zhong was also confident, avoiding the important point and avoiding the topic.

Mori Ogai raised his eyebrows slightly, and his smile seemed to gradually deepen, but he didn't ask any more questions. Just when Nakahara Chuya was about to speak and leave first, he heard the person in front of him speak again.

"By the way, Chuya-kun." Mori Ogai said suddenly, as if he had just remembered something, "The matter of the partner I mentioned to you last time, now a newcomer has just joined us. During this period of time, by Take him with you. Maybe he will become Chuya-kun's new partner."

New partner?

He forgot about this.

Nakahara was also taken aback, and looked in the direction of Mori Ogai.

Before that person appeared, the laughter came first.

- "Kufufufu."

Zhong Yuanzhong also narrowed his eyes slightly, his cobalt blue eyes aimed at the half-covered dark corner.

It sounds like an unusual person.

The author has something to say: The cheap and easy-to-use Yetou Jun is super awesome der

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Cielo; 1 bottle of Hu Ah Hu;

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