Cat Breeding Manual

"Your Majesty Fukuzawa, you seem to be in a good mood."

Mori Ogai kept his mouth shut about the Inagawa Club, but instead opened his mouth to tease Fukuzawa Yukichi.

Fukuzawa Yukichi touched the cat, he always speaks straight to the point, and rarely circles around like Mori Ogai, his silver eyes slightly closed, and he asked again: "Doctor Mori, what about the Inagawa Society?" Is there anything you can't say about it?"

Mori Ogai sighed, seemingly helpless at Fukuzawa Yukichi's persistence: "There's nothing to say, but I haven't found any movement from them so far, so it's really inconvenient to start. What's the difference with Fukuzawa Your Excellency?" Opinion?"

Fukuzawa Yuji paused, before he could speak, he heard a soft child's voice, as sweet as if soaked in honey.

"Hey, this cat, can I let Alice touch it?"

Fukuzawa Yukichi looked at Alice, who was soft and lovely with blond hair, and then at Mori Ogai: "Dr. Mori's taste has not changed for so many years."

"But the cat...it's Dazai-kun's cat, so it's impossible to hand it over to Mori Ogai of the port mafia."

Fukuzawa Yukichi's eyes suddenly burst out with a murderous aura, and the silver eyes reflected a cold and sharp light.If it wasn't for his ordinary clothes at this time, he might already have the silver wolf aura of ambushing and killing people on the battlefield.

Mori Ogai: ...

It's okay to lose to the cat.

That said, he didn't know whether he was protecting Osamu Dazai or the cat in his arms.

But it's no wonder that this person looks like this. After all, in memory, the silver wolf Fukuzawa Yukichi always keeps all cats at a respectful distance.

He is obviously a cat lover, but he can't get close to any cats.

Mori Ogai smiled, and spread his hands to look innocent: "Well, Fukuzawa-dono, don't be so nervous, I'm not the kind of person who likes to take advantage of others."

"Really, Alice-chan~" He agreed with Alice, and the tacit cooperation seemed to be running on Fukuzawa Yukichi.

Fukuzawa Yukichi: ...

Holding a cat, you don't care about it like Mori Ogai.

"The Inagawa Club has been sending some threatening letters to our agency recently."

Fukuzawa Yukichi passed Alice, raised his eyes calmly, and stated as if he was telling an ordinary thing.

"I don't know if the blood on the letter is from animals or humans. The smell is very strong. It's just this level of harassment, but it's not enough to convict them."

Harassment like pranks, it was hard to hit him quickly, even Ranpo Edogawa, who has always been good-tempered, was not very happy, and it was much harder to smile, which was almost threatening.

—— "Don't worry, this Inagawa Society cannot last long."

"I heard that Inagawa will attack the Port Mafia."

"It can't be regarded as an attack." Mori Ogai said lazily, his purple eyes darkened slightly, "I just bought some abandoned children with money, and it's like a big baby over there."

Although he has obtained a certificate of opening of the supernatural power, under the strict supervision of the Supernatural Special Service Division, the port mafia is within the scope of Yokohama, and it is temporarily impossible to take the initiative to cause major disturbances.

However, Mori Ogai is not as interested in fighting and killing as the previous generation, and it is not difficult to destroy an organization. As long as he catches a handle on the opponent, it is time for him to come back.

It's just that Fukuzawa Yukichi would come to seek cooperation, which surprised him a little.

Zhongyuan Meow flicked its tail. When thinking, the body would always have these subconscious movements. With those cobalt blue eyes, the cat began to think seriously.

The Inagawa Society... is not only targeting Osamu Dazai and the Port Mafia, but also threatening the Armed Detective Agency?

But if he is just a 'ghost' of GSS, it doesn't seem so necessary to find an armed detective agency.

After all, it would be too reckless to provoke two local organizations in Yokohama like this.

"It's just that to this extent, it's not so convenient for me to retaliate on a large scale. I'm really upset."

Secretly, the Black Lizards are slowly taking action, but they are related to the GSS after all. The people who stay here are all useless miscellaneous soldiers, and the real behind-the-scenes are still hiding overseas and remotely controlling them.

Seems to be in...Russia?

This place is really not an ordinary place.

Mori Ogai paused. According to the information collected by Koyo Ozaki recently, the high-level executives there will come to Yokohama in the near future, and they seem to be planning to meet with the people from the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

No matter how many people at the bottom were bribed, Mori Ogai didn't care. After all, those people would be severely tortured before they spoke.

The fate of a traitor is always impossible to be good.

"Hmm..." Fukuzawa Yukichi was silent for a moment. He had a different philosophy from the port mafia, and neither agreed nor denied Mori Ogai's words. "Cooperating with the port mafia is Dazai's idea."

Mori Ogai raised his eyebrows: "Oh, Dazai-kun, this really surprised me."

"Ara, Mr. Sen, it's really rare."

This side was about to continue talking on the topic of Osamu Dazai, when Osamu Dazai just came out of the store over there, he looked up and saw what seemed to be a harmonious scene.

He raised his voice, raised his hand and waved it ostentatiously. The bandage on his wrist was bent into several knots by the wind, looking like a bright and sunny ordinary person.

Just looking at it this way, who would recognize him as Osamu Dazai, the all-powerful cadre of the Port Mafia?

Mori Ogai raised his eyes and said without hesitation, "Dazai-kun, I happened to be talking about you."

Fukuzawa Yukichi also nodded: "It's just right, Dazai, let's settle the matter of cooperating with the port mafia here."

Central Plains Meow: ...

Wait, are you serious?

At any rate, it is also the two major organizations that divide Yokohama Twilight and Night, so it's okay to just complete the cooperation on the street! ?

And for some reason, there is always an ominous premonition in the Central Plains, as if something is lurking around.

In the afternoon, the sun was just right, Mori Ogai stood under the shadow of the tree, the shadow rustled across his face that seemed to have grown a little stubble.

Osamu Dazai raised his leg and was about to go over there when he stopped suddenly and raised his voice, "President, Mr. Mori!"

He yelled endlessly, as abruptly as a prank, but all the people present became solemn without exception.

Mori Ogai put one hand on Alice's shoulder, and his purple eyes looked aside vigilantly.

As soon as Fukuzawa Yukichifu heard the sound, he immediately pulled out the portable sword covered by the haori from his waist, and while holding the cat in one hand, he was able to slash horizontally in the direction where Osamu Dazai looked away.

It's just that before his knife could reach the trunk, the shop next to the tree suddenly exploded with a bang.

A man wearing a peaked cap stood not far from the split tree shadow. Seeing that the three of them were all looking at him, he hurriedly put on his cap and turned around the corner and ran away.

Osamu Dazai also became solemn on a rare occasion, which unexpectedly exceeded his expectations. It seemed that the bomb suddenly decided to turn around just now.

Behind this person, there should be someone manipulating him.

"President, I'll go after him."

Fukuzawa Yukichi nodded, his hands were not idle, and he quickly took out his mobile phone to call the relevant personnel. Before the call was connected, he threw the cat to Mori Ogai first, and rushed into the flames by himself save people.

The fire in the store in front of me is not light, and because of the literary and artistic decoration, the flammable materials in the store are even more abundant.The explosion happened suddenly, and there happened to be customers inside. If it weren't for a master like Fukuzawa Yukichi, it would be difficult to rush in to save people in such a fire.

Mori Ogai paused, a greeting came from the phone, and Fukuzawa Yukichi in front of him had already plunged into the flames.

He and Fukuzawa Yukichi really have different ideas.

Sighing indistinctly, Mori Ogai picked up the phone and said casually: "Good afternoon, is this the field department of the Supernatural Secret Service..."

Even Dazaiji saved his favor.

Nakahara Meow paused, and soon struggled between Mori Ogai's arms.

His premonition was indeed correct, but the bomb seemed too childish, making one doubtful... It seemed that the ultimate goal was to lure Osamu Dazai there.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Zhong Yuanzhong was also a little worried about the bandage spirit chasing after him at this time, so he was naturally unwilling to sit here and watch the result.

Even if it's a cat, he's still that gravity manipulator—

Sensing the movement in his hand, Mori Ogai was stunned for a moment, just picked up the cat, and let it jump down without knowing why.

The ocher cat nimbly jumped to the ground, looked back at Mori Ogai, and ran towards the direction where Osamu Dazai left without looking back.

Mori Ogai thoughtfully touched the place on his arm where he had touched the cat, his purple eyes stared at the direction where the cat disappeared for a moment, and Alice on the side came up and grabbed his arm again.

"Rin Taro, Rin Taro, let's go and have a look."

Mori Ogai smiled: "Okay, Alice-chan~"

……

Osamu Dazai followed the man and ran all the way, although he ran away first, but the physical fitness of the other party seemed to be really bad, so Osamu Dazai chased after him without much effort.

The place in front of me seemed to be another abandoned warehouse.

As a port city in Yokohama, there are always a lot of abandoned warehouses like this. Osamu Dazai took a glance and judged that this place was something he had never set foot in.

"Hey, you, don't run away, you are from the Inagawa Society."

"I, I..." The young man in the peaked cap trembled, his body trembled and his voice trembled violently, he stammered, as if he was afraid of something.

Osamu Dazai followed his line of sight to look back, and couldn't help but slightly widen his eyes.

"Fyodor...it really is you."

His words were full of certainty, and he blocked with his right hand back, blocking the blow from the young man in the peaked cap who was charging straight at him, snatched the knife from the opponent's hand, and twirled it casually at his fingertips.

"Okay, this puppet show can come to an end first."

Fyodor smiled, as if he was holding something between his knuckles: "No, Dazai-kun, everything is just about to begin."

"Do not--!!"

As soon as Fyodor's voice fell, the young man in the peaked cap suddenly yelled in pain, and scars like knife-edges began to appear on his body for no reason.

He knelt down on the ground, as if he was struggling to resist some kind of force, his eyes were full of unwillingness and pleading, staring at the man in front of him covered in snow.

It's just that he couldn't resist that force in the end, so he was forced to fall down in a direction that violated science by force majeure.

It looked like he was murdered.

Osamu Dazai paused, and glanced coldly at Fyodor.

"So is Dazai-kun, and so is Zhongyuan-kun. They are all very interesting people." Fyodor Dostoevsky said casually, sweeping across the dead man indifferently, with the corners of his mouth slightly curved, "God I also want to set foot in the realm of adults."

Fyodor put away the broken pages held between his knuckles, smiled softly, and said kindly like a close friend——

"The murderer is Osamu Dazai."

When his words fell, Osamu Dazai suddenly had blood spatter marks on his body, and the knife was firmly held in his palm, and it was difficult to shake it off.

It is the power of books...

Osamu Dazai raised his forehead, his kite eyes swept around the empty surroundings.

Now, things can become troublesome.

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