I'm acting in Yokohama

"I'm so hungry. I didn't expect to be starved to death." Osamu Dazai touched his flat stomach, then buried his head on a white cat, with no expression on his face after eating the fur Spit out the fur.

The Frenchman who had been sitting there without moving: "...I'm also very hungry."

When the wind chime rang, the two people's attention was instantly attracted. Yoshihiko Sagawa came in carrying a plastic bag from a convenience store. The sound of friction between the plastic bags was heard in the ears of the two starving ghosts as if they were wearing a mask The pork chops were generally crispy.

Yoshihiko Sagawa, who was about to be pierced by the fiery eyes of the two, didn't panic at all. He took out the bento and pressed the lid when they were about to open it. He smiled and said, "I'm sick."

Rimbaud:? ? ?

Osamu Dazai:? ? ?

"You must remember that I am sick, otherwise I will take these two bentos." Sagawa Yoshihiko slightly loosened his hand holding the bento, hot air mixed with aroma poured out of the bento box, teasing the other The heartstrings of two people.

"...Remember." Rimbaud guessed that he probably fooled Chuya Zhongyuan.

On the other side, even Osamu Dazai, who knew nothing about the previous summary, nodded with his keen intuition.

"Let's sign it." Seeing their promise, Sagawa Yoshihiko quickly took out a pen and paper, and signed a contract with the ability he had brought in from the Ability Secret Service Section.

After the ignorant two signed their names, the paper disappeared.

They watched helplessly as the young man who was threatening them just now fell limply on a pile of cushions next to him, and then the door of Maoca was kicked away...it really flew out kind of.

"Ryo, Yoshihiko, don't worry." Nakahara, who rushed back as fast as he could and even used his abilities, supported his knees and gasped for breath.

He saw the young man lying on the cushion at a glance, and rushed over to help Sagawa Yoshihiko who seemed to be in a coma, regardless of the dripping sweat.

"Hello! How are you?! It doesn't matter!" Zhong Yuanzhong didn't dare to move him, so he could only shout anxiously from the side, seeing that he didn't seem to respond, he immediately picked him up and wanted to send him to the hospital.

"...Chuya." Sagawa Yoshihiko, who woke up just right, called him "weakly".

"Are you okay? What's wrong with you? I'll take you to the hospital right away." Zhong Yuanzhong also heaved a sigh of relief when he saw him open his eyes, but he didn't let go of his insistence on taking him to the hospital for a checkup.

"It's okay, I don't feel well like this, please let me lie down." A certain cup shamelessly pretended to be a little white lotus and said softly.

Zhong Yuanzhong also put him down immediately, and thoughtfully stuffed an extra pillow behind his head.

"It's probably because I was too active at work in the afternoon. Don't worry, I'll just take a break." Sagawa Yoshihiko grabbed Nakahara Chuya's cuff and swayed it slightly.

"It's not that I'm particularly short of money, why are you working so hard?" Zhong Yuanzhong, who had calmed down, complained and poured him a glass of water, and then looked at the big and small ones who had been ignored by him on the other side.

A big "dangerous" word popped out of the heads of the Frenchman and the future bandage master at the same time.

"We—" Rimbaud held his hard-won bento lunch box, inexplicably feeling that his aura was much lower, and his whole body looked like a huddled little pitiful person. He whispered, "Well, we—"

"You obviously came to work with him, but now you let him work hard all afternoon! You are still enjoying dinner here as if nothing happened!" Zhong Yuan also gritted his teeth, "Lan, Bo, sir, what do you want to explain? Is it!"

Rimbaud: "..."

He looked quietly at Yoshihiko Sagawa, who was pretending to be a sick beauty, and saw a sense of gloating at the theater from his honey-colored eyes with a smile.

"Actually..." The dying Frenchman wanted to justify himself. You must know that there was only one customer in the whole afternoon, and this customer was finally lured and abducted into an employee of the store.

What this young man who was working part-time in name but was actually the store manager did all afternoon was just teasing that orange cat!

"Actually, he's not sick." Osamu Dazai said slowly.

Yoshihiko Sawagawa squinted his eyes, and finally remembered what he had overlooked. The special ability of this bandage spirit-disqualification in the world, can remove his constraints.

"Chuya." Sagawa Yoshihiko said before Dazai Osamu, "I remembered, I made soup in the upstairs kitchen before, can you help me to see it?"

After fooling people away, Yoshihiko Sagawa stared at a black-haired carrot with a kind smile.

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"I didn't see the soup you cooked?" Zhong Yuanzhong, who had walked around upstairs, also went downstairs inexplicably.

"Ah, maybe I remembered it wrong." Sagawa Yoshihiko sat up without changing his face, and pretended to press his temple twice, "I feel much better."

"That's good." Nakahara Chuya turned his gaze to Osamu Dazai who was pretending to be a mushroom in a corner, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong with him?"

Sagawa Yoshihiko took out two more boxes of bento, and pushed one of them to Chuya Nakahara. After hearing his question, he said casually: "Don't worry about him. Children nowadays are really weird. They are probably thinking about life."

Indeed, he was too quiet for a child, and he didn't have the eyes that a child should have at all. Those brown eyes seemed to be filled with black mud.

"But then again, what's the matter with this child, why is he here?"

"Well, because he is currently homeless, I temporarily took him in, and staying in the store can be regarded as a mascot." Yoshihiko Sagawa poked the "little mushroom" emitting black air.

"Good boy, don't be awkward, come and eat."

The autistic mushroom slowly moved to the small table.

"What's going on with this store? Why didn't you see any other store staff besides you?" Zhong Yuanzhong was also a little surprised, they were as comfortable as if they regarded this place as their home.

Although Sagawa Yoshihiko would take care of some troubles for him intentionally or unintentionally, he would not keep this kind of thing from him all the time, so he told him about the night attack last night and the meeting this morning.

"Huh?" Nakahara Zhong also opened his eyes wide, and then slapped his chopsticks on the table angrily, "Why didn't you tell me such an important thing... Wait! I won't be the only one who doesn't know the inside story, right? ?!"

The Frenchman silently speeded up his meal, almost burying his whole head in the bento.

Zhong Yuanzhong also clenched his fists. He could probably guess what the two of them were thinking. Either they thought he was too weak to handle such a situation, or...he didn't treat him as a family member at all.

In short, no matter which one it is, it makes him unable to cheer up.

"Hahaha because Chuya's expression after knowing the truth is really funny, just like this." Yoshihiko Sagawa took out his mobile phone at some point and took a picture of him.

In the photo, the orange-haired boy was angry with a little imperceptible grievance. Yoshihiko Sagawa took its rice bowl from the orange cat who was eating with them under the table.

The orange cat who suddenly lost its dinner was stunned for a moment, and even turned around in circles—where is my cat meal?Such a big pot of cat rice!

Looks silly and fufu.

It didn't realize what happened until Yoshihiko Sagawa passed the little basin in front of its eyes, and then grabbed his trouser legs and scratched its paws.

Sagawa Yoshihiko also took a photo of the orange cat, and then showed the photo to everyone: "Look, it's exactly the same, isn't it interesting."

This reason made Zhongyuan Zhong also realize that he fed the dog with grievances, and suddenly felt that he was mentally retarded for struggling with this problem: "..."

He already knew about Yoshihiko Sagawa's bad taste, didn't he?

But when it came to working part-time, Zhong Yuan suddenly remembered something, he hurriedly took out his mobile phone and made a call.

Yoshihiko Sagawa knew who he was going to call, but he just watched and didn't stop.

"Hey—foreman, I'm very sorry that I..."

Before Chuya Zhongya could finish apologizing, the other party immediately said tremblingly: "Don't, please don't say that, I, I, I, I have already asked our boss for instructions, and you have done a very good job, so we decided that you Your wages are not settled by the day. We will give you today's wages based on the results of your labor, and it will be transferred to the card number you left."

"That's right, because Yinyin is already full, so you won't come tomorrow!"

The other party dropped these words and hung up the phone quickly.

Why does it feel like the foreman has changed?

If it weren't for the distorted voice on the phone, but it sounded familiar, he almost thought that the foreman's phone had been stolen.

Zhongyuan Zhong also hung up the phone with a strange expression on his face, and when he turned around, he saw the three of them staring at him: "...what's wrong?"

"Foreman—" Yoshihiko Sagawa prolonged the ending, which seemed a little meaningful, "Chuya, the place where you work today is..."

"No! It's definitely not a construction site. How could I work part-time at a construction site!" The hot-headed Zhong Yuan Zhong also stood up and shouted all at once.

"Hahahahaha I'm teasing you, let's eat quickly."

Zhong Yuanzhong also quietly grilled rice.

After the meal, Sagawa Yoshihiko went out briefly, saying that he wanted to report today's movements to the Supernatural Secret Service Division, but in fact the main purpose was to find someone to repair the door.

Osamu Dazai was too young, and not everyone was able to command children without any grievances, so he was able to watch the other two people clean up the table idly.

"Human beings are really strange. It's obviously because of your subtle self-esteem that I didn't tell you that he went to the construction site to find you." Osamu Dazai pressed his face on the table boredly, "But why is it so troublesome, and you Doesn't seem surprised."

Zhong Yuanzhong also paused after cleaning up: "Ah, about this, I accidentally heard it on the second floor before."

"That's why we say that human beings are weird." Dazai Osamu sat on the ground with his chest folded, but it was strange that no one felt that this child was pretending to be old.

"One knows that the other party is working at the construction site, and the other knows that the other party knows that he is working at the construction site, um... it seems like a tongue twister."

Rimbaud grabbed his collar and put him aside: "Don't get in the way."

This is probably the tenderness of the two people.

In short, this cat cafe is considered to be in operation. Although it is operated in an alley, basically no one will patronize it, but the daily life is not boring.

until one afternoon.

"Dingling——" the wind chime made a cool and crisp sound, and the red-brown haired boy calmly pushed open the door of the cat cafe.

The author has something to say: a warm chapter, suitable for Tonosuke to play.

The second update is... There is no second update!Let's eat peaches!

Thanks to the big baby Xiezhu for watering the white paste x2, and the big baby Biyu makeup for the white paste x1 duck

Thanks also to all the cute little ones who supported

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