Group Pet Career in Yokohama

Mo Guang Tiechang stared blankly at the gray-robed man standing in front of him, without restraint in his actions.

"Don't be impulsive! It's inappropriate to fight now." Akata looked at the sharp sword in his hand entwined on the huge building like a dragon, and dared not approach, fearing that he would be sliced ​​into sashimi by his waving movement.

It is easy for the hounds to affect the accompanying military police when they act. They will not harm ordinary people, but because the hounds are too strong, no matter whether they are hit by a car, exploded, or penetrated by bullets, they cannot cause much damage to them, and their actions are too large. Violence, the accompanying auxiliary military police are too close to them and it is easy to accidentally injure them. This is not without precedent.

After all, no matter how cautious an elephant walks, it will accidentally ignore the ants at its feet.

"Mr. Suehiro."

Suddenly, a light-haired boy appeared in front of Suehiro Tetsun, with white gloves on his hands, holding the blade of the sword.

The silvery-white blade was extremely sharp, and even though the glove was made of a special material, it was instantly cut open, but the underlying skin was not damaged.

"Please don't let the hearts of the people on the scene beat too fast, or I will shoot." It's like a hundred elephants tap dancing around their ears.

Joye Caiju squinted his eyes, showing a half-hearted smile, the silver pistol in his hand was already buckled on Suehiro's temple, and his fingers were eager to try when he pulled the trigger.

After all, Rao's body is almost invulnerable to hounds, and his temples have not yet developed bulletproof capabilities.

If Mr. Suehiro dies, report that he died on duty :)

Hill looked at the dense crowd of people downstairs, and then looked at Tatsuhiko Shibusawa who was a little impatient.

"...Ah, sorry, I seem to have caused trouble." Ayatsuji pedestrian flicked the cigarette stick on his waist.

Glancing out of the window, he found that his mood was not as pleasant as he had imagined. No matter how many extra tasks he added to the Supernatural Secret Service, his life in the future would still be the same as before. The right to live depended on the tug-of-war above. Need to be controlled and figured out.

He estimated that he would never be able to uncover the case with the integrity of an ordinary detective in his life, unless his supernatural power disappeared.

Ayatsuji pedestrian lowered his eyes, he dissected his future soberly and indifferently, he couldn't tell what it was like, but he was a little bored.

Tsk, did something meaningless again.

Hill seemed to notice something and glanced at him.Losing interest in continuing to stay, Ayatsuji pedestrians waited for a while, found a suitable time to say goodbye to Shibusawa Tatsuhiko and Hill, nodded to Kazuranpo, and pushed open the door to go out.

"Wait, Mr. Ayatsuji." Hill chased after him.

In the long corridor, Ayatsuji pedestrians stopped, turned around, and said in a cold voice, "Is there anything else? Miss Hill."

"Mr. Ayatsuji." Hill spread out his hand, on which was a black wristband, made of cloth, which looked ordinary and inconspicuous, "This is for you——as a gift for you to cooperate with me."

Hill is the mastermind who makes the Supernatural Secret Service Division fearful, and Ayatsuji and others are just cooperating along the way.Hill observed the reactions of a group of people like an audience in the audience, and his unhappiness eased a lot, but it seemed that all this led to another protagonist's depression.

She still admires Mr. Involuntary Detective.The black wristband is an item for Hill to imitate the telekinetic ability based on Osamu Dazai's supernatural ability. Theoretically, telekinetic ability and supernatural ability are not related, but her special ability can act on both telekinetic and superhuman abilities.

"Although it can't free you from the imprisonment, at least it can make your hobbies go smoothly."

Ayatsuji pedestrians stood where they were, and frowned when he heard the words. If he had guessed correctly... Even if he was agitated by this guess, he still didn't take it, and just looked at Hill with no understanding.

Hill smiled, knowing what he was afraid of, "Just take it as compensation for making you feel bad."

After a pause, he added: "There is no limit on the use time, as long as it is not lost or damaged, it can be worn all the time."

Ayatsuji Xingren's eyes couldn't see anything under the cover of his sunglasses. He pursed his lips, as if he was suspicious of Hill's motives and seemed to be guessing something.

In the end, he was moved. He took the wristband in Hill's hand, glanced down, and held it loosely in his hand without any weight.

"Why? This thing doesn't seem to be an important thing to you, but putting it outside can cause trouble...Aren't you afraid?"

"Well, I'm glad that Mr. Ayatsuji is thinking about me." Speaking of which, Hill tilted his head and looked at him, and said seriously: "But I believe that as long as Mr. Ayatsuji wants to hide it, he can give reasons to make others believe it."

This "others" mainly refers to the Supernatural Secret Service Division. After all, for supernatural beings, it is like carrying a elimination ability Osamu Dazai with them. It is not too convenient to arrest and restrict supernatural beings.

"Of course." The corner of Ayatsuji pedestrian's mouth hooked up, and I have to say that this feeling of being trusted unconditionally is quite new.

He slowed his pace and walked out of the Karst side by side with Hill.

Regarding Joye Caiju's warning, Suehiro Tiechang explained: "That long neck is inside." He has wanted to kill this guy who does whatever he wants for a long time.

"Long neck?" The person in charge followed Shibusawa Ryuhiko Takeuchi after thinking for a while, and then reminded silently: "...it's the white unicorn, Mr. Suehiro."

Even if kylin and giraffe have the same pronunciation...but who would call giraffe!

"If Miss Yezi was around, I might go crazy with you..." Tiao Ye Caiju adjusted the military cap on his head, "But please restrain yourself now, don't cause trouble to others." Bai Qilin is not the time to get rid of it yet

, not only is it very troublesome to kill him, but also to be afraid of those old guys above who are full of interests.

Then he suddenly "looked" in the direction of the gate, "Come out."

"Oh." Suehiro Tieshang hesitated for a moment, staring at the sword shining white under the sunlight, and suddenly said: "I want to eat cotton candy."

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"Mr. Suehiro." Hill looked at the sharp knife blocking the door, and waved at the two, "If you want to eat cotton candy, I have it here, so can you take this back?" She happened to have some leftovers in her satchel.

"It's Hill." Suehiro Tiechang withdrew his power, looked at the mango-flavored marshmallow in Hill's hand, and asked, "Sill, do you have any pepper noodles?"

"Eh?"

"Foods of the same color should be mixed together." He replied concisely.

"……Eh?"

"Obviously Hill doesn't have pepper noodles." Ayatsuji pedestrian glanced at the troubled little girl, and took out a small kit from his arms, "But this should be a substitute."

He opened it and motioned for Suehiro to take some out of it.

That was a pack of tobacco.

Yellow and bright, it goes well with mango-flavored marshmallows.

Joye Caiju suddenly felt that Ayatsuji pedestrians were more pleasing to the eye.

Mo Guangtiechang frowned, reluctant to swallow the marshmallow shredded tobacco, how should I put it, the taste is very strange, but it is still acceptable.

"Mr. Suehiro is really amazing!" Hill opened his eyes wide and said excitedly, as if he was watching an acrobatics.

Ayatsuji pedestrians looked at Hill excited by such a meaningless thing, with an inexplicable smile in the corner of his eyes.

Well, it's still a child.