Cat Breeding Manual

The golden afterglow fell on the fair side face of the young man, the ochre-colored hair reflected the color of broken gold, and the cobalt blue eyes like jewels were also occupied by a vast expanse of whiteness, making it difficult to trace the traces of the past .

Since when... It seems that it has been a long time since I looked at Chuya Nakahara like this...

The energy was condensed in the hands of the young man, standing in the air like a god, and a roar was squeezed out from the depths of his throat.

"Hoo-"

——"Among the filthy sorrow"

There is no doubt that this is a forbidden force from the gods.

Osamu Dazai raised his head slightly, and unconsciously squinted his eyes under the backlight, and his eyes seemed to be filled with a layer of light spots like water mist.

The Central Plains in front of him seemed to have lost the consciousness of being a human being, and was just driven by his ability to drive the behemoth in front of him without any conception.

"This kind of power is really unheard of."

Osamu Dazai turned his head to the side, his kite eyes glanced coldly at Liudaokuku who suddenly sighed aside, then quickly turned his head back, staring at Chuya Nakahara for a long time.

"Yeah, it's really daunting, like trying to turn the world upside down."

For a long time, maybe just for a moment, his voice came out of his throat lightly, and he judged coldly like a very unfamiliar bystander.

The brilliance of the gods is really dazzling——

"Okay, it's time to start our work."

It's just that such a dazzling light can easily burn oneself.

"Huh?" Liu Dao Mu was a little puzzled.

Work?What jobs can they have?

Osamu Dazai commanded him very familiarly: "This gentleman with different-colored pupils, can you use your fire-breathing ability again?"

Even though it was the first time we met, his tone was as familiar as if he had known him for a long time, and he also seemed extraordinarily confident when speaking, making people have no thought of refusing.

Liudao Mukuro didn't know what was going on, and unconsciously followed Dazai Osamu's instructions.

A red flame-like pillar of flame rose from the front of the eyes, and sparks splashed down to the surroundings like fluttering catkins. At first glance, the scene in front of me seemed——

Zhongyuan Zhong also rolled up his sleeves and punched the energy body unceremoniously.

——It’s more like a Dragon Quest performance!

"Very good, very good, thank you very much for your cooperation." Osamu Dazai spoke lightly as if coaxing a child, and slapped his palms, and he said, "Then, let's find a place to sit." Come down."

Rokudokoku was fully expecting what Osamu Dazai was about to do, and saw him sitting down very loosely, as if on a picnic.

Liudaoku: ...

That's it, that's it!That's it?

For the first time, Liudao Mukuro's experienced heart felt as if it was about to crack, and there was an empty sound in his head.

Osamu Dazai looked innocent: "Oh, don't you know? The power of Chuya is completely enough to make the situation one-sided. Naturally, we don't need to make the enemy San look too miserable."

Liudaoku: ...

Seems to make sense?

its not right!Don't use other people's abilities to do things like increase the performance effect! !

Even so, the enemy is very miserable! ! !

Liu Dao Mu held the trident in his hand and chuckled lightly.

"KUFUFUFU——Dazai-kun, what an interesting person."

——It was so interesting that it was completely beyond his cognition.

……

After finally getting to Gao Tianyuan from the gods, it was rare for Yato to earnestly inquire about the news for Zhongya Chuya, and it was also for himself.

As a result, he ran into Bishamonten on the way, and that bastard woman kicked him down unceremoniously.

"That perverted slut—!"

Yato's resentful howl was about to cut through the sky, and as his body continued to fall, he turned into a rather mellow tone.

Fortunately, when he met Bishamonten, he had almost collected the information he wanted, but he only thought of that slut's merciless kick, and even wanted to use the power of the artifact in Gao Tianyuan.

Yato gritted his teeth.

Looks like it's time to write some little books about Bishamonten again.

But fortunately, although the posture of the fall was a bit embarrassing, the destination happened to be Yokohama, which he wanted to reach.

so good--

Not bad at all! !

Yato, who was in free fall in the air, suddenly panicked.

There was a low growl that pierced the eardrums from the ground, and in the blink of an eye, a huge energy group with an unstoppable momentum suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Yato's small head quickly analyzed his escape route.

Hmm, from this point of view, the probability of his falling parabola colliding with this weird energy cluster——

It's 100%!

"Ahh—help me, Dazai-kun—"

The sight range of the eye sockets quickly reflected the few people on the ground, and Yetou howled recklessly, and the moment of life and death was not the same thing for his own face.

A voice that sounded like going to the doctor for a sudden illness pierced from the air.

Osamu Dazai on the ground blinked.

Did you seem to hear the voice of a familiar god just now?

The sky has a dreamy color like burning clouds and smoke powder, and the clouds are so overlapping that they don't look like there are any impurities.

And the short-lived energy gathering body successfully turned into a shooting star in the daytime after Chuya Chuya's hard blow (?), and disappeared into the sky.

Dazai nodded in satisfaction.

Very good, it must be an illusion.

As for Ye Dou-kun's distress signal?

How can the vitality of gods be compared with that of ordinary people?

Yato who is firmly (?) on his face: QAQ

The energy ball flew out by brushing Fyodor's side, and the snow-white cloak was already stained dusty by the ground, flapping in the strong wind.

He raised his eyes and looked at Osamu Dazai, without any panic in his expression: "It seems that I lost this game again."

"Mr. Devil, why do you say that, in my opinion, everything is still as you expected."

Fyodor chuckled and said, "Where, Dazai-kun, thank you for your hospitality. I am very satisfied with what I saw."

"Why don't you stay here as a guest?"

"Dazai-kun has guests at this time, it really hurts me. After all——"

Fyodor smiled and looked at the surrounding circle of people from the Supernatural Secret Service Division. He seemed to have always been so calm about this kind of thing.

"In such a situation, I really can't fly."

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows, and suddenly grabbed the trident from Rokudo Mukuro's hand, and in a posture like throwing a javelin, he neatly raised his body and threw it into the empty air.

Liudaoku was a little surprised, obviously nothing had happened yet, why did the black-haired young man in front of him move first, the strength in his hands was unstoppable, and he let Osamu Dazai snatch his trident, as if he was faintly expecting it his actions.

With a chirp, it was the muffled sound of the trident piercing the skin.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Demon, it's more satisfying to send you back to Russia personally than to let you leave like this~"

Osamu Dazai smiled, watching Fyodor suddenly flashing out of the air in front of him, let go of the hand holding the rope ladder and fell straight down, nodded flatly and was about to turn around.

It was only then that Liu Daoku found out that everything in front of him had been quietly set up by a magician while he was "slaying the dragon" in the Central Plains.

If Fyodor hadn't actively used it, he might have lurked quietly like a seed, and even he wouldn't be able to easily discover it.

Osamu Dazai...is he actually a person with such talent?

No.

Liu Daoku quickly denied it.

He has read the information of Osamu Dazai and knows his supernatural power.

Under the wrapping of the nullification ability, it is impossible for the young man in front of him to feel the fluctuation of the fog.

It's more like...he just predicted Fyodor's escape path.

A few surprises flashed in Liudao Mukui's eyes. This time he came to Yokohama, he really learned a lot.

All the dust has settled here, but Nakahara Chuya over there is still waving his ability towards the flat ground like a criminal of pleasure.

The situation with Dazai Osamu and the others is almost like two film sets.

"Oh, it's true that Chuya is always so fond of nonsense."

Osamu Dazai sighed, looking as if he was suffering from a very headache. He waved his hand, and made a gesture with the members of the Supernatural Secret Service Division one by one, and stepped into the energy vortex of Zhongya in the Central Plains without fear.

Such a dangerous move——

"Wait, even if you can be nullified, you will die in..."

Liudao Mukuo subconsciously stretched out his hand to stop him, but his eyes unconsciously stopped on the thing in Dazai Osamu's hand.

hat?

When did Osamu Dazai get the hat?

As if by magic, a black bowler hat suddenly appeared on the hand of the black-haired young man. It seemed that he had worn it for a long time, and the traces of use were strictly engraved on the brim of the hat.

It was as if it had been rehearsed countless times, and there was no sign of unfamiliarity at all. It was obviously a wildly explosive ability, but it avoided Dazai Osamu's direction impartially.

The black-haired young man's hand appeared next to Nakahara Nakaya at some point, and gently grasped the arm that was entwined with the filthy mark.

Liu Daoku couldn't help sighing.

——What kind of relationship should it be if they can trust each other like this?

"Thank you, Mr. Hero~"

Osamu Dazai gently put his hat on Chuya Nakahara's hair, and smiled lightly as if teasing.

"You guy-"

——Please hurry up to remove the ability.

Chuya Nakahara spoke to his lips, and before he could finish, he fell straight down in the loss of consciousness.

Osamu Dazai caught him steadily, his eyes drooped slightly, he adjusted the brim of his hat a little casually, and quickly swept towards Liudao Mukuro beside him, and said with a smile: "Ah, by the way, this gentleman, I haven't asked yet. What do you call it?"

Liudaoku: ...

Did this person remember to ask his name now? ?

The smile on Liu Dao Mu's face seemed to deepen unconsciously.

A trip to Yokohama really opened his eyes.

……

"Dazai-kun, you are here."

"Mr. Sen, thank you this time too."

"Dazai-kun, why are you so polite to me. The port mafia welcomes your return anytime."

"Mr. Sen, stop joking."

Mori Ogai stepped into the medical room, and quickly swept through a room that was full.

Rokudokoku and Osamu Dazai stood and sat one by one, vaguely building a delicate wall like a diagonal.Beside him was a young man in sportswear whom he had never seen before, chattering about something.

Lying in the center is one of the protagonists of this incident—Chuya Nakahara.

After using the dirty Zhongyuan, he will always be extra tired. In addition to sleeping, he will also hang water to supplement some nutrition.

The liquid slid down the dropper on the wrist, and quietly poured into the body of the young man who seemed to be falling asleep.

"Hey, what was that one just now?"

Yato buzzed like an annoying mosquito, and didn't seem to be quiet for a moment.

Osamu Dazai, who was unfolding the "Complete Suicide Manual", looked very stable.

Chuya Nakahara in his sleep also seemed very stable.

"That sphere like a transparent glass bead, I've never seen such an existence, tell me tell me, please—"

"boom--"

After a loud noise, Lord Ye Dou was smashed into the wall.

Zhong Yuanzhong also sneered and pulled out the needle in his hand, with a fierce look in his eyes: "Ye Dou-kun, you seem to want to go to hell in advance to have a look."

"Ahem—how is it possible! Of course there is no such idea."

Yato coughed a few times very quickly, and immediately put on a flattering posture, he always seemed to be very handy with these.

Mori Ogai was quite surprised.

"This Lord Ye Dou is also a talent."

Flexible emotions, such a person uses it to talk to other organizations, it is really a very useful tool, no, right-hand man!

——even began to think about the possibility of poaching him to the port mafia.

"Ye Dou-kun, are you interested in seeing the work of the Mafia?"

Hearing the salary, Yato's eyes were instantly occupied by money, as if shamelessly wagging his tail at Mori Ogai.

"You said you said, you don't need to talk about the money in such detail. As long as you are willing, everything is easy to discuss." Yeto flatteringly picked up his fingers and gestured for counting money a few times, and soon came to Mori In front of Ogai.

Nakahara Chuya: ...

Does this god still have the principle of being a god?

He helped his forehead helplessly, and was about to get out of bed when he glanced at Osamu Dazai at the side.

Osamu Dazai smiled and showed a video on his mobile phone, which was exactly the silly appearance of Nakahara Meow sliding off the desktop while taking a nap.

"Chu↘ya↗~"

Osamu Dazai's voice was winding like a spiral.

Nakahara Chuya: ...

What do you want to do with bandages! ?

Looking at the chaos in front of him, Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help being a little silent.

——Looking at it this way, it is absolutely necessary to open the dirty again!

The author has something to say: what miu said today, good night and sweet dreams!

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of understatement;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!