Cat Breeding Manual

——Since birth, it seems that the process of realizing the existence of the outside world has come much faster than most people.

Life and death, such as mayflies, may not be a perfect way of life.

Why do people have to be obsessed with the purpose of living in this life?

"Dazai, do you... have anything to say to me?"

Zhong Yuanzhong in front of him also seemed a little cautious, a look he had never had before.

Coy... There seemed to be a strong itching feeling in the throat.

... want to vomit.

Osamu Dazai closed his eyes slightly, his gaze fell to the ground, his expression seemed a little cold.

——What is the origin of the world?

Sometimes I feel that the existence of human beings is obvious to the world... moths.

It is obviously a tiny existence, but it can deduce so many life styles.

"What's the matter, green mackerel, didn't you call me?! Why don't you say a word now?"

Nakahara Chuya, who was standing in front of him, suddenly became irritable, tilting his head to the side and raised his voice slightly to urge him.

When Nakaya was facing him, it always seemed to be easy to explode with a single touch.

Like a little powder keg.

Dazai couldn't help but chuckled.

At this time, it seemed as if he had completely picked himself out, and he started to watch as if he had a bit of bad fun.

"Dazai, what are you laughing at?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised the tail of his eyebrows in some puzzlement, his cobalt blue pupils were full of puzzlement, as if waiting for nothing, he felt involuntarily depressed.

"I..." Osamu Dazai lowered his head, his thin strands of hair clinging to his cheeks, lingering like spider silk, with a suffocating feeling of being tightly bound, as if everything in front of him was full of strong Thick deceitful false meaning.

"Chuya, I'm thinking... the matter of being alive is really a scam."

——Is it the mediocre mechanical repetition day after day, or is it the accumulation of infinite power to usher in the most splendid moment...?

"Huh?" The red-haired young man frowned, completely puzzled by what the black-haired man with kite eyes said.

...Even the reactions are indeed very similar.

"Dazai, don't be stupid, get up and follow me. We don't have any extra time to waste."

The slight rubbing sound of the heels rubbing against the ground seemed to be mixed with other noises, and a dark and gloomy atmosphere surged up.

Zhong Yuan in front of him squatted down halfway, with a somewhat helpless expression on his face, as if he was watching a child throwing a tantrum, and finally stretched out his hand to him.

Osamu Dazai looked at him calmly, his kite eyes seemed to flicker for a moment, and the hard-to-see emotions slipped quietly.

... But no matter what, Zhongya, Zhongyuan, shouldn't be like this.

"Dazai?"

bang—

It's like a mirror is shattered, and it's like the fragile paper is finally pierced mercilessly.

The illusion in front of him shattered in an instant, and what appeared from behind the illusion was a red glow like a god descending—Chuya Zhongyuan.

——It’s so dazzling.

But I couldn't help but want to open my eyes wide to see.

The cobalt blue eyes seemed to contain a red glow like a flame, and the bright emotions seemed to be ignited together with his whole body, swarming with an irresistible momentum.

"You guy, you encouraged me to tear down the Yan Mo Hall, and let go of your own hand. It's fine to fall into an illusion. Why are you still acting innocent now?"

"Zhongye..."

At that moment, the heart seemed to stop suddenly.

"Why Dazai, with a disgusting smile on his face."

"I... I'm laughing." Osamu Dazai seemed to have not escaped from the impact just now, he raised his hand to caress the corner of his mouth in a daze, and carefully touched the corner of his curved lip as if it was burning.

"Chuya...you're such an idiot."

Dazai Osamu's voice was a little low, light and light, almost blending with the surrounding environment.

"Tsk, you bastard... I shouldn't have come to save you!"

Zhongyuan Zhongye's angry mood was easily provoked by the black-haired young man who looked haggard in front of him in a second.

He raised his hand and clenched it into a fist, as if he was about to punch him, and seeing Dazai Osamu seemed a little dazed, he unconsciously lowered his clenched fist.

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help being curious: "Hey, Dazai, what did you see just now?"

The green mackerel in front of him really doesn't look like it used to.

Everything seemed to be hazyly covered with a layer of gauze, as if it could be pierced by raising a hand, but it was still as impenetrable as a cloud of mist.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also a little ignorant, as if he was always standing on a high platform looking up, everything was so fun, but when he really stood in front of the other party, he became inexplicably flustered.

This is not right... He and Osamu Dazai shouldn't be getting along like this.

That guy... is obviously the worst bastard...

"Hey, Chuya, can we perform that here?"

"Huh? That?"

The short, red-haired young man frowned unhappily, with a completely provocative expression, but coupled with his already gentle appearance, this violent feeling seemed to be diluted a lot.

"It's...the one of Missy." Dazai Osamu said with a smile, seeing Nakahara Chuya's expression was wrong, he said softly again: "Can't you?"

"Huh? You're not out of your mind, right? Why am I..." Zhongyuan Zhong also gave a sudden pause, as if he had choked on his insulting words.

In the kite-colored eyes, there seemed to be a light that he had never seen before. The words that were just jokes at first seemed to be filled with burning emotions, and it would burn him if he stayed for a while.

"Tsk."

The young man rubbed his hair in boredom, brushed his fingers over the brim of his hat, and seemed to be quite resistant to what was going to happen next.

It's just that the body seems to act before the consciousness, and it can't help but act according to the words of the blue mackerel.

"You bastard, shut up!"

The kneading voice squeezed out from the young man's voice, as if forced, and Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his finger, ashamed as if his ears were burning.

So, why on earth did he do such a thing! ?

"Pfft...hahahahaha."

Osamu Dazai's nasty laughter broke out in this dark corridor in an instant, and repeated laughter echoed along the stone wall like harmony.

Nakahara Chuya still raised his finger: ...

Gan, the more I think about it, the more irritable I get.

So why on earth is he so obedient! ?

Seeing that Nakahara Chuya in front of him seemed about to erupt in the next second and punched him mercilessly, Osamu Dazai paused in a timely manner, and changed the subject as if nothing had happened.

"Chuya, haven't you seen Mr. Nuliang?"

"Nura Rikusheng..." Nakahara Chuya's thoughts were easily distracted by Osamu Dazai, and he thought about the whereabouts of Nuliang Rikusheng seriously, "When he fell into the hole, he fell in the same direction as us It's the same. I just came all the way, and I didn't feel his breath."

"Well... If you say that, you are separated." Dazai Osamu nodded, his kite eyes swept around, and then he raised his head and praised Chuya Nakahara with a smile, "It's okay Chuya, you've done a good enough job .”

"? Dazai, what do you want to play with?" Nakahara Chuya looked at him suspiciously.

Moreover, the praise at this time always has a sense of stagnation like eating a green mackerel stuck in the throat, and it seems that the performance just now was picked on.

I don't know if it was embarrassment or anger that stained the young man's profile, and there seemed to be an itching feeling of resentment at the root of his teeth, and Zhong Yuanzhong also gritted his teeth resentfully.

Thinking about it carefully, he was really angry.

"Chuya..." Osamu Dazai sighed, seemingly aggrieved, "Don't think of humans so badly."

Nakahara Chuya: ...

Of course, he didn't think of humans that badly. It's okay for the green mackerel to take the opportunity to change the concept secretly. This guy's control over speech skills is really at its peak.

"But having said that, did these hairs on the ground appear just now?"

It only takes a second for the emotions to get back on track, and Osamu Dazai's regulation and control of his emotions is already beyond the existence of ordinary people.

Only then did Zhongyuan lower his eyes in a hurry, and his actions were mixed with a sense of haste as if he was escaping: "Hair? Just now, your side was surrounded by a layer of miasma like black mist, and there was no hair... "

"Hmm..." Osamu Dazai pondered slightly.

I don't know where it is, the sound of water drops falling lingeringly, splashing layers of ripples in the pool that exudes a certain cool feeling.

"Huang Ba spit... Huang Ba spit...it's you," the long-haired woman with hard-to-see ends lowered her head, her white knuckles scratched the ground in a disorderly manner, with a frenzied idiot meaning.

"...You who exchanged your ability for your wish, this time, do you want to get something again?"

"This time... I must keep you."

……

"Hey, Dazai, these hairs...should be growing?"

Nakahara also frowned, his cobalt blue eyes swept the cobweb-like hair around him coldly, as if they wanted to surround him and Osamu Dazai.

On the top of the hair, there seems to be some kind of obscure and clean power... a completely contradictory existence.

Osamu Dazai groaned, and boldly reached out to touch the hair.

"The feeling at that time is really not my illusion."

"What did you say?" Nakahara Nakaya raised his head, turned sideways to look at Osamu Dazai, but slammed into him, completely unexpected that Osamu Dazai was standing behind him.

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned slightly, as if something was wrong, he couldn't help taking half a step back defensively.

"Chuya, compared to my hair, I have something more important now... I've thought about it for a long time, and I think I should tell you as soon as possible."

"Huh? What bullshit are you talking about?"

The 'Dazai Osamu' in front of him, with the sweetest tone in the world, breathed lightly on the neck, and whispered to him with the most intimate gesture, and the lingering ending sound lingered in his ears.

"Why don't you just stay by my side this time?"

The cobalt blue eyes trembled unconsciously.

It's a bit like the moon in the mirror, the flowers in the water...

Difficult to distinguish the truth--

"Such Osamu Dazai, just thinking about it is really...disgusting."

The author has something to say: ok, this time it's Dazai's Temptation (Fog)

It is the setting of Izanami in my very cute Noragami (bu

Happy Dakar 520!This chapter seems to be sugar (?

FGO came to Zhongda in ten consecutive rounds, crying, Migou, look at others, I am about to have a red moon PTSD, is there a purple moon in this game, TUT.

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