Please let me have a dog on a leash, okay?

which one first?So what?

I forgot all the mousse cake tutorial taught by Amuro Toru a few days ago. Even with his kind cake making steps, I was in a mess.

"Mr. Amuro, help the world!"

Toru Amuro is on a mission, with his mobile phone in front, holding the steering wheel in his hands, chasing the vehicle in front of him unhurriedly.

The screen of the mobile phone shook violently, and after a few seconds it stabilized, only half of Toru Amuro's quiet and vigorous face could be seen on the screen.

He took the time to glance at the screen of his mobile phone, manipulated the steering wheel, and turned around corners.

"Put the peaches first... Stir your rio with jelly powder, and then let it stand." Toru Amuro glanced at the screen, and immediately stopped my behavior, "Wait! Don't put so much, shake off half a spoonful."

Following Amuro Toru's steps, my super invincible crab mousse cake is gradually taking shape. If it doesn't look like a hamburger, I really want to call it a crab burger.

After making the cake, I did not turn off the video, but asked Toru Amuro to switch the camera, just like watching a live broadcast, to see his superb driving skills.

I? ?How does this ability to drive sideways against the road wall work? ?

I'm confused, why can he let the vehicle overtake sideways?

Wait, how did you manage to ride side by side with the tram? ?

I swallowed and asked, "Mr. Amuro, where did you learn such thrilling driving skills?"

"Ah?" Toru Amuro was a little puzzled, "Driving school."

I pointed at the screen in disbelief, "You're a liar! The driving school won't blame you!"

Upholding a good upbringing, Amuro Toru said politely: "Kurihara, I'm finishing the task. Now that the cake is ready, let's talk next time."

He didn't give me any response and hung up the phone.

I tossed and tossed for a long time, and finally packaged the cake abstractly in the shape of a crab before dark. I looked at the crab packaging that became more and more cute and showed a satisfied smile.

What a genius I am!

Looking at the time, I hurried to the detective agency, and vigilantly observed whether there was anyone monitoring me.

The organization's monitoring of me has been relaxed a lot. During this period of time, the organization tasks were issued one by one, and everyone was very busy. There were also a few experimenters in the laboratory who were transferred by the boss and disappeared.

There is a high probability that they were transferred to speed up the research on drugs that allow ordinary people to have supernatural powers.

When I arrived at the detective agency, they had just returned from the coffee shop downstairs. Dazai didn't care much about his birthday, and it was Naomi-chan who planned a series of birthday procedures.

"Playground!"

I pushed open the door, and Dazai was paralyzed, rejecting Naomi-chan's suggestions one by one, "No."

"KTV?"

"It's noisy."

"Mr. Dazai, what exactly do you want?!" Naomi-chan almost shook Dazai's shoulder frantically to shake the water out of his mind.

Dazai stood up and said weakly, "I want to go home and sleep."

Naomi refused: "No, I must give Mr. Dazai a perfect birthday party today!"

The enthusiastic Naomi made Nakajima couldn't help complaining, "Why is Ms. Naomi so enthusiastic about the birthday party...it's not like Ms. Naomi's style of painting at all."

Haruno whispered: "Naomi-chan is trying out for Tanizaki-kun's birthday party next month."

Poor Dazai-kun, was treated as a test subject.

Naomi thinks about Dazai's usual hobbies, and the whole detective agency is well aware of his liking to molesting beautiful girls.

She said, "How about we go to the bar!"

She hasn't been to the bar yet, Tanizaki said with a dark face: "No!"

When Dazai heard the word bar, his spirits suddenly cheered up. There are many beautiful girls in a bar, and there are many beautiful girls who can die in love with beautiful girls.

The status of the bar in Dazai's heart is undisputed paradise on earth.

He didn't have any opinion, and he agreed with Naomi's words, "Okay, let's go now!"

He couldn't wait to put on his coat, and Nakajima pointed in the direction of the door, motioning him to turn his head.

Dazai understood, and smiled with his arms around Nakajima, "Aton has also reached this age, and I will take you to see it today."

Kyoka raised her eyes, and said flatly to Dazai with a slightly wretched smile: "He wants to say that Kurihara-san has been standing at the door for a long time, Mr. Dazai is going to be in trouble."

Dazai turned his head stiffly, and met my mocking smile, "Go to the bar? I heard that there are so many handsome boys in the bar, Mr. Dazai, as the birthday star, can you buy two for me, so that I can feel the right and left How does it feel to hug?"

Dazai pulled away the stool next to him, wiped it with his hand, stretched out his hand to fawn on him, and said, "Xiaobai, sit down!"

I put the cake in my hand on the table, Dazai looked at it curiously, "Is this a gift? A gift?"

I smiled and said, "I'm not going to the bar. This is a gift for the handsome little brother in the bar. It has nothing to do with Mr. Dazai."

Nakajima swallowed, moved the stool, and moved it behind the most reliable 14-year-old girl in the detective agency.

Jinghua tilted her head and was a little puzzled by his actions. Nakajima blushed inexplicably, and kept swiping the screen in her heart.

So... so cute!

Nakajima's eyes signaled him to look at the Shura field in front of him, and Kyoka still tilted his head, looking confused.

"Handsome little brother?" Dazai said fiercely.

"That's right."

He pointed to his face, "Aren't I handsome? Who else can afford the word handsome except Dazai?"

I shrugged and said, "If you watch too much, you will get tired of watching it."

Dazai took out the green hat that had been in his pocket for the past few days, and put it on his head.

Nakajima muttered, "Where did Mr. Dazai find so many green hats of different styles?"

Kenji, who knew something inside, raised his hand to answer the question, "When I went out to eat, I saw Mr. Dazai went to some cuckold club."

He took out several green hats from the drawer, "I was curious and followed them in. The people in the club are nice, and they gave me a lot of hats, but I still like my straw hats better."

Kenji smiled foolishly, not knowing the deeper meaning hidden behind the green hat at all.

Nakajima's expression collapsed, "Mr. Dazai still has green experience, and went to the club to learn from it."

I looked at the green hat on Dazai's head with a smile, and pinched the green wool ball on it. He was wearing a green hat and grinning, a bit like the coriander I must have when I eat hot pot.

I don’t know why this angry coriander with khaki-colored stalks caught my weird laugh.

I couldn't help laughing, and buried my head on his chest, smelling a faint smell of alcohol.

"Hahahahahaha, after the founding of the country, you can't become a master, Dazai fouled you!"

Dazai held my hand to prevent me from falling, he was a little helpless, "What kind of funny joke is that?"

I laughed so hard that tears came out, and I couldn't help hiccupping, "It seems to be fine coriander, or a coriander essence just dug out of the mud."

Ranbu's eyes closed, Nakajima took out the sunglasses he had prepared long ago, and hesitantly asked the calm Jinghua, "Kyoka-chan, do you want it?"

Jinghua took the sunglasses and thanked them very solemnly after putting them on, "Thank you."

Kunikida knocked on the table with the folder in his hand, and suppressed his faint anger, "I declare that today's detective club gathering is now over!"

I took a deep breath and wiped away the tears from the corners of my eyes, "Don't, my cake hasn't been opened yet."

Nakajima pointed to the packaged crayfish-like thing on the table and asked in confusion, "Cake?"

Everyone in the detective agency, except me, was also as puzzled as he was.

I unpacked it, and an unknown object with an indescribable color was exposed to the air.

"This... an invigorating color, and the snow-white decorations that complement each other..." Why is it so similar, the toilet is full of maggots.

I was very proud of my work, and I started to introduce my work to them, "I carefully crafted the world's only super crab mousse cake!"

Luanbu hugged the potato chips in his arms, and was the first to speak, "If you eat this, you will definitely die."

I was dissatisfied: "How can you transfer the grievances and hatred between the two of us to my super crab mousse cake?!"

Ranpo left the detective agency without hesitation, and left a sentence before leaving, "This biochemical weapon, Kurihara, you should solve it yourself."

I'm pissed off, I'm pissed off, I'm pissed off.

The bastard Luanbu insulted my hard work like this, it's so hateful, so hateful!

Nakajima, who was still hopeful about this cake, asked weakly, "Have you tried Kurihara-san?"

"Of course not! I want to give everyone in the detective agency the chance to taste this cake."

Nakajima pulled Jinghua and bowed: "Jinghua and I have an appointment to eat tofu tonight, so let's go first."

"Hey, hello! You haven't eaten the cake yet!"

Nakajima fulfilled his previously unrealized potential and disappeared in an instant.

Jinghua looked at the two holding hands, a little puzzled, "Why don't you eat?"

"It looks like something that will kill you if you eat it!"

"But Kurihara-san made it himself, I want to taste it." Even if it tastes bad, I want to taste it.

Looking at Kyoka's expectant eyes, Nakajima went back to the detective agency.

"Why did you come back?"

I was cutting the cake, and the biggest piece was given to Dazai. Even though Ranpo-chan had left, I still left a piece for him, violently broke open his safe for snacks, and stuffed it in.

Jinghua took the cake, "Tang Doufu can be eaten anytime."

Jinghua took a bite, and everyone looked at her expectantly, and I was also looking forward to it.

She uttered a word in the eyes of everyone, "Okay..."

Is it tasty?Is it delicious?Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's so unpalatable." Jinghua came to a conclusion.

I said dejectedly: "Ah, I would have listened to Mr. Amuro to make peach mousse cake if I knew it earlier. I shouldn't be concerned about Dazai's preference to make some crab cakes."

I put away the knife and fork, "I won't force you if it doesn't taste good."

Kenji let out a sigh and threw the finished dishes into the trash, "I'm full, I'm so sleepy, I'm going back to bed, thank you sister Kurihara for the cake."

Even Kunikida finished eating with a look of disgust, everyone was very face-saving, Dazai was the most active, and asked me after eating, "Did you go to heaven, did you go to heaven?"

Not surprisingly, I slapped him on the forehead.

After eating the cake, Kunikida and the others left with an ashen expression on their faces. They didn't expect my cake to have a dyed effect.

The street lights were dim, but the green hats on Dazai and I were very bright.People passing by all looked at the green hats on our heads, a little confused about the fashion of young people.

I touched the green hat with two crab pincers on top of my head, and said speechlessly, "Which idiot came up with the crab green hat?"

"I suggested to the green hat club to make it, and it feels pretty good." Dazai flicked the ball of wool on his head, and it hit my green crab claws, and got tangled together.

I took off the hat and separated the tangled ball of yarn from the crab claws.

Dazai said with some regret: "It's a pity that I didn't go to Elysium after eating Xiaobai's crab cake."

I was very thankful, "Fortunately, the cake is not big, and I didn't even taste a bite after dividing it."

I'm not stupid, Kunikida's expression like eating shit has fully proved how unpalatable it is.

Dazai complained: "Too cunning."

"Thanks for the compliment."

"Do you want to try it?"

The dim yellow light of the street lamp was somewhat hazy in the night, Dazai stopped, and the depths of his dark eyes were illuminated by the light.

I refused: "No."

"Rejection is invalid."

The smells of crab, wine and egg yolk are mixed, Dazai's eyes are slightly bent, soft and unbelievable by the misty light, under the light deep in the eyes, my shadow is gradually dyed.

I pushed him away in disgust, and wiped the drool from my mouth, "It's really hard to eat."

Dazai echoed, "It's very unpalatable."

I glared at him, "Isn't it because you like drinking and eating crabs that I thought of giving you crab mousse cakes!"

"A cake is too shabby, I will give you a green hat in return!"

"Hehe, a green hat in return?"

"It was you who gave me the green hat first!"

"Ha ha."

"The love-hate entanglement between you and your men has spread all over Neon!"

"Hehe, I haven't investigated the history of you and other girls' love affairs. Today we will make it clear and let the other party be clear about it!"

Dazai put his hands on his hips and said, "Okay, the green ones are clear!"

"Harassing Ms. Meizi, begging for nothing and letting her die for love with you, do you recognize it?"

Not to be outdone, Dazai said: "I keep the contact information of my ex-boyfriend, and I still contact you frequently, do you recognize it?"

Osamu Dazai, you have gone against the sky!

"It's not once or twice to bring the evil-minded Yamazaki Rongfu home without authorization, and take the girl home based on the clues provided by the detective agency, do you recognize it!"

"The gossip with men watching movies in the middle of the night is getting bigger and bigger, do you recognize it?"

I want to see who of us is greener today, I rolled up my sleeves and my fighting power increased dramatically.

"He Zhongyejiang is gay, do you recognize that he is gay?"

"I don't recognize it!"

"The dark dwarf showed off that you gave him a customized version of the princess pink motorcycle, do you recognize it!"

"I think."

After I went to work in the black organization, I had a lot of black income, and my younger brother who wanted to curry favor with me gave me money. Following the principle of not taking advantage of the hostile organization, I would not refuse anyone who came.

Since I missed Zhongye-chan’s birthday, I specially ordered a pink motorcycle to give to Zhongye. The reason why his original pink motorcycle was killed in battle is really inseparable from me.

Dazai snorted, and said aggrievedly: "How about I steal the motorcycle and sell it to pay back the debt owed by the coffee shop?"

"The revenge for stealing the car and the revenge you took to ward off evil spirits with the photo of Zhongye Jiang women's clothing, he is likely to raze the place where you live." The title of the head of the demolition team is not just talk.

This mutual green battle came to an end through Zhongyejiang.

The next day, looking at his safe that was violently damaged, Luanbu felt unhappy, took out the cake in the safe and ate a bite as if he was dead.

"It's really unpalatable."

The author has something to say:

Wuwuwu detective agency all angels

I have described it so concretely, you really want to eat this wine-flavored crab mousse cake, you are really warriors

Running with the ball next door, my ex-boyfriend and the Kinomoto family have been entangled for a long time

Thinking about it, April is Chuya's birthday

Let's run with the ball. Maybe I should be able to finish this article on Nakaya's birthday.

Pre-acceptance for running with the ball next door~

[Comprehensive] The undercover was successful, I ran away with the ball

My name is Rimu Yuange

My younger sister is the daughter-in-law of the half-brother of His Highness Saikuni, the heir of Higurashi Shrine

And my cousin is Kanyue Utaho, a shrine maiden from Tsukimine Shrine with powerful witch power.

I am currently working in the Supernatural Secret Service Division, eating public meals with an iron rice bowl

everything is perfect

The only imperfection is that the child's father came to the door

*The text is not No.1 title

*Privately set up like a mountain

*The male lead is a Hong Kong black hat man