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"Do you like white or black?" Bai Ze Zhizi asked earnestly, his chin resting on the shoulder of the black-haired living doll, and together with the black-haired living doll without sanity, he created a head-turning, serious-looking dream Nokusaku's actions.

Yumeno Hisaku held the doll and stared at him faintly: "I hate white."

"The question is what color do you like, but does it mean that you like black if you hate white? I like black too!" Shirazawa Zhizi raised his hand and cheered, and quickly brushed away the black hair that had lost his support and slipped down. Pick up the living doll, "Why does Mengye like black? Won't white be sad?"

"Because some annoying guy has white hair, so I hate white the most." Yumeno Hisaku said, his chin resting on the doll, looking at Shirasawa Chiko.

The most annoying guy showed a sudden realization expression, and then said seriously: "Does Mengye hate his white hair? It won't work if this continues, why not try to treat the person you hate the most as the person you love the most? "

...So, why don't you die? !Really unconscious.

Yumeno Hisaku: "Tch."

He turned around holding the doll sleepily again, and was easily pulled back by Shirazawa Zhizi: "Why is Mengye so unhappy?"

The guy who is not human is going farther and farther on the road of inhumanity: "No matter what happens, you have to laugh, otherwise you will be found to be weak, so Mengye, come and dye your hair!"

You still go to die ah ah ah

That doll has protected Yumeno Hisaku many times before, and also attacked many enemies. It may be strange to say that, but this time, it is not surprising that the doll attacks the enemy, but it is real.

Yumeno Hisaku threw the doll out, just hit Shirasawa Zhizi's face, and Shirasawa Zhizi subconsciously held it down.

Ah, no, there is a blade inside the doll that Shirazawa Shikoko deliberately left in order to appease him. The entire body of the doll is almost full of sharp blades, which can easily cut through the skin of the doll and stab out and cut humans.

Yumeno Hisaku froze, stretched out his hand, then retracted it: "...Are you okay? I didn't mean to..."

Although he said he hates white the most, but he just hates it. He hates other colors, so compared to it, he still likes white.

Baize Zhizi didn't move, lowered his head, covered the doll and his face, and didn't make a sound.

There was no smell of blood in the air, but Yumeno Kusaku hadn't smelled blood for a long time. He didn't know if the sensitive trigger system was still working properly, and he didn't know whether Shirasawa Zhiko used the doll to block the white light of the supernatural power. He walked forward slowly. Moved a bit, reached out and grabbed the sleeve of Bai Ze Zhizi's hand covering his face: "Hey, are you okay? I don't smell blood, are you secretly treating me? You guy..."

The black-haired live doll protruded from the crook of Bai Zezhizi's arms, and his expression was as cold as ever, as if he was looking at Yumeno Hisaku coldly. Yumeno Hisaku let go of the sleeve: "Actually I hate black more."

It can’t be summed up by simple disgust, he has been locked in a dark room all year round, only the darkness has always surrounded him, no, you can’t use “only” because sometimes Bai Ze Zhizi will come to see him, in this room Even Shirasawa Chiko's pure and casual indifference whiteness is also dimmed by the darkness, which can be caught by Yumeno Hisaku without any concealment.

So hating white doesn't mean hating white.

The next second, Yumeno Hisaku froze again.

Bai Ze Zhizi suddenly grabbed the child's loosened hand with his backhand, couldn't help laughing, and the doll fell to the ground.

The black-haired live doll trembled with his body trembling, and stopped being human. Shirasawa Chiko laughed and said, "Yumeno is so cute, do you think this kind of doll can deal with me?"

He was still laughing: "It's really cute, and it's still very childish."

He continued to laugh: "Oh, what's the matter with the inexplicable feeling of guilt? It really is the illusion caused by Mengye's cuteness."

He was still laughing... Then Yumeno Hisaku raised his hand to cover his face expressionlessly: "Shut up, bastard!"

"Is it that funny?!"

Bai Ze Zhizi held his hand and continued to laugh: "I'm sorry, but Yumeno is really cute."

Yumeno Hisaku forced his hand back, picked up the doll on the ground, and turned his back: "Bai Ze die."

"Children always say that words like death are not cute." Shirasawa Chiko said happily, then pulled Yumeno Kusaku back, put the black-haired live doll beside him, and looked carefully.

The black-haired living doll looked indifferent, and Yumeno Hisaku squinted his eyes.

"Hey, the original hair color is actually very cute." Shirasawa Chiko pondered for a few seconds, and happily made a decision, "Then wash off the hair dye, half black and half white are also very cute~"

"Would you like to go out with me, Yumeno?"

Yumeno glanced up at him sleepily for a long time before realizing what Bai Ze Zhizi was saying: "...what?"

He was excited for a few seconds, then calmed down: "What kind of trick are you playing again?"

"Well, it always feels weird if I take a doll to the street by myself," Shirazawa Zhizi tilted his head, smiling and turning his eyes rippling like red wine, "but if you bring Yumeno, it's very strange." It's normal!"

Yumeno Hisaku: ...

"And." Bai Zezhizi looked away with a smile, turned off the intimacy improvement prompt that popped up in the system, and said meaningfully, "If you stay with a creature like a sheep for a long time, it will become innocent and kind, so I don't want it." , it's better to be naive."

"If you are always plucked, a good boy will be sad, so Mr. Mori should change to a good boy!"

"Nakahara Chuya?" Yumeno Hisaku thought for a while, and he dragged his voice in an unclear tone, "Does Bai Ze think he is kind?"

He tilted his head and smiled, golden stars and moons were shaking in his black eyes, even though the room was dark, he couldn't hide his bright smile: "Ugh."

"So sad." Bai Ze Zhizi leaned back, covered his chest, pretended to be sad, and couldn't help laughing again three seconds later.

Yumeno Hisaku and Shirasawa Chiko looked at each other and smiled together.

What a nasty brat. X2

Shirasawa Nakiko stood up holding the black-haired living doll, took Yumeno Hisaku's hand, opened the door and went out.

There was no one outside the door, and not long after Shirasawa Chiko entered, Mori Ogai, who had finished talking, gave the order to release Yumeno Hisaku.

What a cunning lord, as expected of Mr. Mori, he can roughly understand what Shirasawa Chiko will do after he gets the hint that he wants to be more tacit with Nakahara Chuya.

Compared with Chuya Nakahara, Kusaku Yumeno, who was still released, needs Shirasawa Ichiko more, especially now after Osamu Dazai defected.

[System prompt: [Baize Zezhizi] and [Zhongyuan Chuya] have increased their intimacy value! 】

[[Central Plains Chuya]: Inherent responsibility. 】

Bai Zezhizi's eyes are empty: Tch——

I don't know what strange thing Mr. Mori hinted at, but the intimacy value can get such a nasty name, but thinking about the name of the intimacy value with Mori Ogai, this is barely okay, not too nasty.

He walked down the corridor holding Yumeno Hisaku's hand, and turned on other intimacy values ​​by the way, to see if anyone pityed his stomach and triggered other intimacy value titles. In short, just top it off.

If you want to be in a good mood, you have to be selective and learn to skip objects that will definitely make you unhappy. Shirasawa Shiko skillfully skipped Dazai Osamu and others, found Oda Sakunosuke, and felt a little better.

[[Oda Sakunosuke]: A very good child / Kitagawa Seiji’s younger brother / What will I do to save you】

Well, ignore the intimacy value that was biased by Osamu Dazai. Sure enough, Mr. Oda is the most comfortable~

Yumeno Hisaku yawned: "Didn't you really trick me to a place to plot against me? Also, be normal, you are so lively today."

He tilted his head: "Officer Ozaki sometimes watches the surveillance."

Bai Ze Zhizi restrained his jumping steps and regained his maturity and calmness: "Really? Why didn't I know?"

"Ah, what do you know? Do you know the last time you and Dazai Osamu were scratching the wall and rolling in the elevator, how long was it that Mr. Ozaki watched." Yumeno Hisaku's eyes swept across the sky outside the corridor, feeling the grip My hands froze.

Oh, sure enough, not being a human has regained a little bit of humanity today.

"Ahaha," Bai Zezhizi recalled frantically, "Of course I know, monitoring such trivial things..."

Damn it, which fight was it?Who would remember such a humiliating fight!