I heard that I am a Yokohama tycoon

I was relieved until I walked out of the encirclement of Hong Kong gangsters. In broad daylight, gangsters ran rampant on the streets like no one else, and no one from the police dared to come forward to stop them.

Could it be that Yokohama will become the second Gotham?

I sat at the bus stop sign with melancholy about the future of Yokohama, and my heart was full of twists and turns.

Yokohama's future... is broken, let's go get the side dishes first.

Unexpectedly, so many twists and turns happened on the way to pick up a side dish. Could it be that my Mercury is retrograde?

The bus came, and I thought about how the side dishes would not go bad after a day. My mother always put a lot of ice cubes in the insulated box.So I decided to go see a fortune teller.

The fortune teller lives in a century-old street in Yokohama, and turning a corner through modern buildings is like coming to another world.

My fortune teller is a fan of Yokohama Mary, and her biography is always kept in the store, and every regular customer has received it.

There is no one in the mysteriously arranged divination room, so it must be inside, I raised my voice, "Ahem, Miss Shiori?"

The fortune teller dressed as a gypsy woman lifted the curtain, "Fu Jiang? Why are you here today?"

I am a punctual person and like to do things according to the plan. If I am early or late, I will feel uncomfortable, which may be a manifestation of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"It's very unlucky today, and I was implicated in the accident again."

"Are you wearing the fortune necklace I gave you?"

I touched my collarbone subconsciously, it was empty there.

"Ah! I forgot it at my hometown."

"Really, you have to wear it every day. You have very, very strong karma wrapped around you." The fortune-teller, Ms. Shizhi, said and gave me another necklace that was exactly the same. .”

"It always feels like wholesale."

"The necklaces are all the same, and they will have magic power only after they are consecrated by me." Miss Shizhi said solemnly.

"Is the consecration done by a monk?" I asked again. Although I would buy it anyway, it is one of my principles to ask clearly.

"It's just called differently."

Fasten the necklace, and my restless heart seems to have found a safe haven.

Paid 3 yuan for this.

auto repair shop

My Qiu Mingshan has a new look, it has been repaired, and it is wiped like a new car.

"This is really a good car." The owner of the repair shop looked at me with the same kind of eyes, "The moment I lifted the lid, I put aside other work at hand."

I understand, it's like seeing a nine-point beauty, and the seven-eight percent beauty that I usually think is good-looking suddenly becomes worthless.

Opening the food box, the ice pack was still hard, and my mother actually packed about seven or eight catties of stewed beef, which is really bold.

On the way home, I went to Granny Hua to order flowers for tomorrow. Recently, the minds of people who buy flowers are changing. If they sell well today, they won’t be able to sell them tomorrow.

I suddenly remembered that I made an appointment with Nakajima to deliver tofu from prison. Now that I think about it, this agreement was too reckless. Nakajima didn’t know why I would come out. What if he waited stupidly at the gate of the police station.I thought about it and called Hei Sheng to tell him to pay attention to tell him where I live if there is a boy with white hair around.

In this way, I finally returned home after ten minutes.Downstairs is a flower shop and upstairs is where I live, a very simple two-story Japanese house.

The name of the florist is Traveling Cat.

There is a rest sign on the mahogany door, so I didn't turn over it if I didn't plan to open today.

The moment the door was opened, there was a bark and a meow at the same time, an Akita dog with a curled tail and a pastoral cat that looked like a beckoning cat, the Akita dog was a minibus, and the cat was a Lu.

A Lu is a milk cat picked up when he opened the shop ten years ago. This year he is already ten years old, and Minibus is only three years old, which is still very young.

Ah Lu stepped on the head of the minibus and jumped into my arms, with a dexterous figure, not at all like an old man's cat.

"Mi." Ah Lu stuck the wet tip of his nose to the two-legged animal's neck, and sniffed it repeatedly. A cat's sense of smell is much more sensitive than a dog's. Suddenly, Ah Lu sneezed and jumped away in disgust.

The minibus rubbed against my calf without distaste... rubbing off a pile of hair.

"You are a mature dog, it's time to learn to shed hair in a fixed place." He patted the dog's head of the minibus and said seriously.

Minibus was very happy to be petted, wiggling his big fluffy tail wildly and wittily.

Shake it, minibus, shake that song "Dancing Dog Hair".

After sticking a dog fur ball, I took a comfortable bath. I wanted to sleep for twelve hours to comfort myself. I lay down and slept after eating some bread.

I closed the curtains, and the last twilight of the dusk dissipated little by little. I didn’t know how long I had slept. I heard the minibus scratching the door frantically. I sat up in a daze and turned on the light. Suddenly the door creaked open, and the minibus melted into a As a bolt of lightning, he rushed onto the bed, plunged into the quilt, and let out a mournful cry, very pitiful.I touched it and found it trembling.

I squinted my eyes and looked at the cat's nest. Ah Lu stood up at some point, looked at me solemnly, jumped on the bed, and got into the quilt.

At this time, it doesn't dislike the minibus anymore.

Something seemed to have happened downstairs.

I put on my nightgown and stepped into my slippers. The head of the minibus stuck out from under the bed and bit the corner of my clothes: "Wow..." I can't go, there are fierce wild animals downstairs!

I stroked the minibus reassuringly, and picked up the umbrella standing by the wall. The umbrella was special, and the handle was a long knife.It is also engraved with the family crest of Ito Jun's family, in the shape of a Wuming fan.

With the knife in hand, I have a sense of security. As long as the opponent is not a person with supernatural powers like Akutagawa, I have the confidence to deal with it.

A few days ago, my old father, the abbot of the last swordsman of Heisei, called me and said that he hoped that I could shoulder the glory of Junke Ito, Yusheng Hyakaya, and become the swordsman of Reiwa without losing the family's century-old reputation.

Although I was once known as a swordsmanship genius when I was young, I haven't picked up a sword for more than ten years. How can I have the confidence, and don't I usually look down on me.He even said back then that "you who abandoned the knife are not qualified to bear the name of rain and a hundred valleys."

Things like swords died long ago. Is there still a need for a sword that can't hurt people?I still hold this idea.

Downstairs was pitch black, and there seemed to be some dim light.

I keenly felt the breathing of large animals, mixed with the unique smell of animal fur.

The animal has no intention of hiding.

I made up my mind and turned on the light.

The suddenly brightened room made the large beasts invisible, and a huge black and white patterned tiger was squatting on the dining table. Its fur, like fine silk and satin, was reflected under the light... Stop it!

I tried to close my eyes and open them again. No matter how beautiful the tiger is, it fits my taste for fur, but it's too strange to appear in a residential area, and how did it get in?I obviously locked the door.

The window is open, it's impossible to come in due to its size.

What is this, the mystery of a tiger killing a woman living alone?

However, the tiger that could kill me in an instant didn't pounce on me, probably because it didn't like the flesh on my body.A zoo with a high level of protection like this feeds it with high-quality beef. Maybe the cow even enjoys a daily massage.I can't compare, and when I think about it this way, I feel relieved.

I shook my head quickly, no, no, I understand the truth, but why the tiger is shining!

It looks like a planetary belt around a star is wrapped around the tiger like star fragments, and its posture doesn't look like it's ready to hunt. It sits on the table obediently on all fours, and its tail like a steel whip keeps shaking dangle away.

One, two, three, four, two, two, three, four, three, two, three, four, one more time... That's right!

It doesn't appear to be malicious.

I clenched my weapon tightly. Although the physical gap is too large, the tiger looks like two to three hundred catties no matter what.

Maybe it's the fluffy hair.

I hesitated and took two steps forward, small steps.

"Ow~"

Seeing me approaching it made a very soft cry.

I'm getting closer--

"Ow~"

continue--

"Ow~"

Finally, I am only one step away from it.

At this time, I noticed something in its mouth, and I took a closer look. It was a small package for it, wrapped in a small floral cloth. I hesitated and put my hand under the tiger's mouth, and its teeth snapped. Released, the package fell on the palm of my hand, not very heavy.

I have a hunch.

Unwrapping the wrapped cloth, inside is a wood grain lunch box, a round one.

"Bah-"

The lid was lifted, and inside was preserved egg tofu.

——"Take soy milk to get rid of bad luck."

"It's agreed."

"It's agreed!"

It's about soy milk, what do you use tofu for?

Thinking of this, I raised my head and proudly poured the preserved egg tofu into my mouth, ah, it was the sauce from the store I frequented.

"Nakajima...Hoton?"

Then I stood on tiptoe and hugged the big furry head of the tiger.

Sure enough, because the fluffy hair looks heavy, it is actually a thin tiger, no wonder it can squeeze in through the window.

That's right, Atsushi Nakajima doesn't look like he grew up on a full stomach, and it's impossible for him to become fat enough to become a tiger.

Really thin.

Because it's not orange.

I quickly took out the big dishes packed by my mother and threw them into the pot and microwave oven. Fortunately, for some reason, there was no shortage of ingredients at home, and even the overnight meal was prepared in an 8L rice cooker.

Let's make bibimbap!

I didn't idle during the heating time. I fried a few catties of pork chops made of stewed meat, beat ten eggs and stirred them to make an omelette, and spread them with shrimp paste. The taste is really delicious.

Hotun jumped off the table, resting his chin on the countertop, looking at me with wet purple eyes.

So nice!

I quickly calmed down and got busy with cooking.

Ten minutes later, the bibimbap for more than a dozen people was ready, and I carried the wooden basin to Hu Dun with some difficulty.

Hu Dun rubbed my cheek with his wet nose and plunged into the food bowl.

Looks like it very much!

He ate all the bibimbap very quickly, and licked the rice bowl very frugally.

Lazy wash basin, worth having.

After drinking all the iced sour plum soup and oolong tea, Hu Dun finally burped.After the fight, he looked at me nervously, as if he was afraid that he would be disgusted if he ate too much.

I probably know that Atsushi Nakajima is also a person with supernatural powers. The white tiger and the Rashomon are the same, but the Rashomon of Akutagawa has no fixed form, and the one of Nakajima is a big and furry one.

Considering that he was still a teenager, I didn't do anything shameful.

Upstairs, the minibus and Ah Lu were squeezed into the same bed, and Ah Lu didn't dislike the minibus any more. The cat was under its belly, and it didn't have the fearlessness of the elderly at all.

Why hasn't Twoleg come back yet?

I don't know woof... I'm back woof!

The sound of footsteps approaching, the door creaked open, and the minibus Alu's belly arched out against the head of the bed sheet, before the meow could come out, and before it could make a sound, I saw that their home would make two-legged animal belts with delicious and delicious food A prehistoric monster came into the house!

The rather large room suddenly became smaller.

"Mi!" (⊙o⊙) I'm going to die

"Wow!"_(:з」∠)_I'm done

Hu Dun didn't care about the two abandoned animals at all, and sat obediently at the door as soon as he entered the house.

I took four quilts and threw them on the floor, including those covered by the minibus and Alu, and patted the place beside me, "Come on."

Hu Dun shook his ears, came over quietly and lay down.

I'm a mature woman, it's time to cuddle the tiger to sleep.

I smiled like a winner in life.

After all, Tiger Atsushi's consciousness seemed to be separate from Nakajima Atsushi's.

The author has something to say: the man-eating tiger came with tofu in its mouth, and fell asleep in the arms of the big sister.

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small theater

Nakajima Atsushi (chaos and evil) said to Akutagawa: Whether Mr. Dazai or Miss Tomie, they all like me, haha.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke (Rashomon limit output): Die!Sick cat!

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【Known information】

Jun Tomie Ito

furry lovers

cats and dogs

The flower shop seems to have memory killing

I like tofu dishes

Lots of food in store

superstition metaphysics

folklore lover

Doubts about the existence of knives

is a cooking expert