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Natsume meowed "tsk tsk" twice and followed in. Sure enough, it was fireproof, theftproof, and Dazai.

Dazai turned to Chuya's wine cabinet with familiarity, and unceremoniously opened a bottle of the most expensive 89-year-old Petrus in the wine cabinet.

Natsume Miaomiao quietly observed the room of Chuya Nakahara, the subject of the task. His room was very tidy, not like a single male's room.

The things in the room are very stylish, and there is a CD player on the cabinet next to the TV series.

On the wall behind the sofa was an oil painting from an auction. He really didn't care much about the money in his lost wallet. This was a rich man, and the lost money was nothing to him at all.

Osamu Dazai had already sat down on the sofa and started drinking. He tilted his head and downed a large glass of wine. The wine was poured too quickly, which made him cough violently.

Natsume Miaomiao complained: "It's not enough for you to blow up his car parked in the parking lot, but you also come to harm his wine. What a hatred and hatred."

"Don't you think it's interesting?"

Natsume Miaomiao smiled, and said without sympathy: "It's really interesting."

After Dazai drank half of the bottle from the wine glass, he poured the remaining half bottle into the toilet. Even if it was a waste, he would not leave the wine to Chuya Nakahara.

The amount of half a bottle of wine is not too much for him, he sat on the sofa and rested for a while before being revived with full blood.

He took a paper clip out of his pocket and straightened it in two or three strokes.

Natsume Miaomiao followed him curiously, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Secret."

Dazai blinked, took the paper clip into Chuya's bedroom, and ran to his bedside table purposefully.

The paper clip was inserted into the keyhole, and Osamu Dazai flipped it a few times casually, and the locked bedside table opened.

He took out a wallet from it and counted the money in it, "Wow, sure enough 'slug's' wallet is here."

Seeing his proficient and unprofessional movements, it is obvious that he is a habitual offender. Natsume Miaomiao finally understands why Nakahara Chuya keeps losing his wallet.

Defense by day and night, house thieves are hard to guard against.

Unexpectedly, the mystery of the disappearance of the wallet that has been puzzling for so long has been found in this way?It feels unreal.

After Dazai secretly played with the wallet, he kicked evilly on the white wall of Zhongya, leaving a big shoe print.

"Goodbye, little man."

Even in the Central Plains in the west, he couldn't hear his goodbye at all.

"Miaomiao-chan, do you want to play a game of defection together?" Dazai invited.

Natsume Miaomiao resolutely refused without any hesitation, "No." She still wanted to live a few more years.

Her ruthless refusal stabbed another arrow in Dazai's heart, and he said sadly: "It's so heartless, it's simply too heartless."

"Okay, you can go."

Dazai turned around and waved, "Goodbye."

Natsume meows her lips, it's best not to see her again.

"Before I go, can I ask a question?" Natsume Meowth shouted at Osamu Dazai's back.

"What's the problem?" Dazai stopped walking.

"Why did you defect?"

The sun shone through the window he was walking in, and he walked from the darkness to the place where the light bloomed.

He turned his head, his soft hair was dazzled with orange sunlight, and his iris eyes were shining brightly.

"Because I want to be a good person."

Dazai Osamu's back disappeared in the corridor, and the space began to distort.

[Congratulations to the host for completing the main task, where is my wallet? 】

[Find the wallet of Chuya Nakahara, the object of the mission, and solve the mystery of the missing wallet. 】

Ah, sure enough it was Osamu Dazai, an inhumane guy, who did it.

[Task Reward: Magic Boy's Blessing Fragment x1. 】

[It is just around the corner to collect the "Magical Boy's Blessing" from the host. 】

"Can you pick some more? Only one fragment will be rewarded?"

"89757" ignored her and continued to broadcast with a steady electronic tone:

[Countdown to leave the mission world, three, two, one. 】

The aroma of the toast pizza made Natsume Miaomiao inhale intoxicatedly. After waiting for so long, it could finally eat this piece of toast pizza that he had been longing for.

It took a bite and it was as tasty as it could have imagined.

It suddenly thought of the scene of sitting side by side with Uncle Oda and eating curry rice, and the toast pizza on the plate suddenly tasted bad.

It pushed away the plate, rolled a few times on the ground, and shrank into its nest.

Seeing Uncle Cat's actions, Taoya was a little puzzled, this cat is more active than people in eating.

Seeing the three-flowered cat scratching its head, even its ears drooped.

He squatted down, rubbed the cat's head hesitantly, and asked, "Is the fat cat not eating today?"

Natsume Meow turned around, facing him with her butt, not wanting to pay attention to the man who attacked him with words.

With a smile in her eyes, Taoya stretched out her hand and patted the cat's head.

Natsume Miaomiao couldn't help but feel comfortable. Taoya, a shit-shoveler, doesn't usually masturbate him. He can't get him to masturbate even if he tries to be cute. Today is a rare opportunity, and he doesn't really want to miss it.

It jumped into his arms even more vigorously, and the cat's paws softly scratched his chest.

Taoya separated the mischievous claws, "Get down."

"Meow meow!" No more!

"Then I'll drop you."

"Meow meow meow meow!" Try tossing one away, the title of uncle is not for nothing!

Seeing that Uncle Cat was relying on him, Taoya poked its swollen head helplessly.

"Little rascal."

Sakura secretly watched the interaction between one person and one cat, and whispered to Fujitaka next to her: "Look, Ernie-chan is licking the cat."

Fujitaka said with a smile: "Taoya still hated Uncle Cat before."

Sakura nodded with a serious face, "No one can refuse Meow Meow, not even Oni-chan!"