Group Pet Career in Yokohama

"Hey, Odasaku, this way." Hill walked out of the elevator first, holding Dazai in his arms, and waved to Odasaku with a smile.

"Yeah." Odasaku walked towards her.

His work today has just come to an end, and he should go to the commercial district to collect taxes one by one.

To be honest, he is very bad at doing this kind of work.

If he is too talkative, the shopkeeper will think that there is an opportunity to take advantage of it, and he will not follow the rules well, so that he will be approached by Hong Kong gangster tax collectors and treated rudely.But it's not in his nature to ask him to make a strong threat.

Instead of letting him talk, it is better to let him do it directly.

He thought helplessly.

In fact, he was relieved when Hill came to him.

He paused, and looked at Hill, who was holding the cat in front of him and seemed to be in a good mood, with a slightly hesitant expression on his face.

"... Hill, there is one thing I've been thinking about for a long time."

"Huh? What's the matter?" Hill and Meow Dazai turned their heads together, their expressions and actions were unexpectedly consistent, if Dazai Meow's little black face could see the specific expression clearly.

"I mean Dazai Meow seems to have come back to life suddenly, but after thinking about it for a long time, I still can't figure out why it came back to life." His expression was very serious, and he looked like he was humbly asking for advice.

"..."

Hill was startled, and opened his eyes slightly, "Odasaku...why did you ask now?"

She thought that since he was so calm, since he never asked, he should have ignored this question out of a big heart, but she didn't expect him to have such a small question with big eyes.

It does seem to be troubled for a long time.

Hill gently touched the little head in his arms, "That's because there is little Yuke living in Dazai Meow's body, he is a very obedient and obedient child."

Slightly warm and fluffy, it feels super good to the touch.

The little guy rubbed her wrist back very attached.

Of course, if Shizheng or other victims heard this, they would be terrified to the point of doubting their lives.

That terrifying feeling of being dominated by negative emotions is absolutely absolutely in this life... no, I don't want to experience it again in the next life.

Let’s use an analogy—it’s like someone suddenly said that Dazai Osamu is a kind and enthusiastic young man, and Mori Ogai is a good boss who cares about his subordinates.

Gang Hei will definitely vomit blood immediately.

"Well, that's it." Odasaku nodded calmly.

Without any doubts, he stopped searching after he got the answer. Hill secretly pursed his lips and smiled, this is Oda Tsukuru.

It is this kind of over-abundant comfort when getting along that attracts her and Osamu Dazai to keep getting closer.

But sometimes I feel that the sense of distance is too heavy.

Get out of the elevator, turn a corner, and the bright corridor is different from the common corridors of the port mafia. The color of the walls is no longer serious dark red and beige, but lively light blue and light green.

In three or two steps, there is an exquisite lamp, and the weak light makes the whole corridor feel drowsy.

Hill walked in front, and Oda Sakunosuke followed her a step behind.

"Miss Hill."

Two port mafia members who did not match the childlike style of painting stood guarding the door at the end of the corridor with guns, and nodded slightly after seeing Hill.

"Excuse me, who is this?" A member asked with a little doubt.

"Ah, this is Odasaku, let's play with Xiaokusaku together." Hill said with a smile.

"But—" He looked hesitant and embarrassed.

"I've got Dazai's consent." Hill replied before he could ask a question.

"Well, then... please come in."

Mr. Dazai is the person who was ordered to supervise Yumeno Kusaku, that is, their immediate superior.

In front of the heavy metal door, the two entered the pupil membrane and password into the system at the same time, and pushed the door open together with a little effort.

Oda Sakunosuke frowned slightly, not understanding what kind of person would be so closely guarded by the port mafia.

In his mind, he had vaguely sketched out a terrifying and weird adult image with a childlike innocence.

It was a room full of toys, painted more childishly than the outside, colorful patterns of small light blue squares painted on the walls, a waxed and shiny mahogany floor—the mirror beside Mingjie’s car , reflecting each other.

The dark blue blackout curtains are rolled up in a regular manner, leaking out the bulletproof glass behind which cannot be opened, so the problem of air circulation is solved by the air purifier.

Looking up, you can still see the ceiling painted like a starry sky. Hill knows that if you close the curtains, you can see the twinkling stars, as if you are in the universe.

After all, she and Yumeno Hisaku designed it together.

"Sister!" The small body suddenly rushed out from the corner.

It threw itself into Hill's arms like a small cannonball, and Hill skillfully reached out to catch it.

She rubbed the fluffy little head in her arms, and there was a nice faint milky fragrance, it seemed that she had drank milk after listening to her words.

Odasaku looked into Hill's arms calmly. Before he saw the closely guarded members, he was slightly on guard. In order to prevent emergencies and protect Hill in time, he has been activating the seamless, so Already had a hunch.

But I didn't expect that it could be said to be imprisoned here - just a child who looked like six or seven years old, with a pale complexion that had not been exposed to light for a long time.

His compassion was ready to move.

"Hey——sister, what are we playing this time? You haven't come to play with me for two days, so you must play with me for a while this time!"

Little stars twinkled in Yumeno Hisaku's eyes, and his mental state was much more stable than when he first came here.

"Okay, but Xiao Jiusaku, this time it's not just my sister playing with you, but also this uncle...brother." Hill smiled sweetly and changed his words without leaving a trace.

No wonder she made a slip of the tongue... Odasaku and Kokusaku really don't look like peers standing together.

Yumeno Kusaku seemed to have discovered Odasaku just now, he looked at Odasaku blankly for a while.

Odasaku's back was a little stiff when he was being looked at. For him, the sight of a child is always more challenging than that of an adult.

Yumeno Hisaku suddenly squeezed out a bright smile, and said obediently: "Okay, 'Uncle' will play with us~"

Hill: Deliberately... Is this a small animal's stress response to seeing a stranger?

Oda Saku touched his chin, could it be that he forgot to shave today?

scratched...

Or is it that he looks so old in his early twenties?He thought blankly.

Hill sighed softly, "Oda Saku is only 20 years old, and he is not worthy of the title of uncle."

"And Kusaku-kun doesn't need to force himself to accept Odasaku just to please me." Seeing this, Hill gently took Yumeno Kusaku into his arms and stroked his hair gently.

The little body in her arms froze when he heard the words. He raised his head, tilted it slightly, and said expressionlessly: "...then sister, let's each take a step back. If I don't play well with this uncle, we won't be able to play." Play with him."

"Ah, Xiao Jiusaku's language organization ability is getting better and better!" Hill took out a candy from his pocket, "Here, reward."

In the end, Yumeno Hisaku is really fragrant.

Hill sat on the lazy sofa and looked at the other side with a smile on the tongue, but the two people who were discussing in full swing, or just Yumeno Hisaku who was in full swing, and Odasaku would always be that tepid. The nature of fire.

"Hey! I heard that the Little Mermaid finally turned into a bubble. Since she didn't want to kill the prince, why didn't she kill the princess? Then the prince won't marry someone else!" Yumeno Hisaku was excited as if he had discovered a new world.

"I probably didn't expect this...but who is the Little Mermaid?"

"The Little Mermaid is not a person, but a fish."

……

"Hey, Odasaku, you and your sister are good friends, so you must be a mafia, right? What do you do every day?"

"Oh, it's nothing. It's just trying to persuade people to fight, clean up the garbage, and collect taxes."

"...Is this really the Mafia?" Yumeno Hisaku's eyes widened. Could it be that Mr. Dazai also does this?

But he really couldn't imagine that scary Mr. Dazai picking up trash.

Odasaku recalled, "It doesn't seem like a mafia, but I do receive a salary from the mafia."

"My sister said - it's wrong for you to seek a job in her position." He had a serious face, as if what his sister said was the truth.

That was actually what Mori Ogai told Hill.

When Oda Saku heard this, his conscience ached for no reason, as if it was true—he had no professional ethics.

But he can't do things like killing people and intercepting goods.

He was a little distressed.

The culprit who caused his distress is still sighing: it is precisely because of Oda Saku's touching patience and tolerance that he can chat with anyone.

For example, when she was looking for him before, a lost old man came to the gate of Hong Kong Hei to ask for directions, and Oda Saku took the initiative to go up and talk to her (actually, he was afraid that the old man would not be able to stand the stimulation, and Dazai Osamu was executing the traitor, but fortunately The old man’s hearing is not very good), and in the end the old man held on to him and asked him to be her son-in-law, saying that he had never seen a young man who liked her so much, and pointed to Hill and said that it doesn’t matter if he has a daughter, Said to believe in his character.

So Hill was not surprised that Yumeno Hisaku accepted him very quickly.

This level...is it okay?

Hill lowered his eyes and thought lightly.

"Ah, that's right—" Yumeno Hisaku seemed to suddenly think of something.

He stumbled to his desk and carefully pulled out a painting from the drawer.

"Sister—look!" He pulled the painting away and looked at Hill expectantly.

Hilton felt dizzy and his eyes turned black...

On the white paper is only a blurred figure painted with a gray-black crayon. The stretched old elder has a long body, his toes are spread out strangely, his fingers are also bent, his mouth is holed and split, his nose is also holed, and his eyes are shaped like a hole. Whirlpool shape, through the hole it seems that black souls can be seen twisting and howling.

No need to guess, Dazai must have demonstrated something strange to him.

"...that's amazing, is it a self-portrait?" Oda Saku glanced at him and exclaimed.

He was shocked.

"Wow! You can tell it at a glance?" This painting was inspired by Yumeno Hisaku after seeing Osamu Dazai's painting.

He can describe the sense of horror with just one glance. To some extent, he is indeed very talented in painting.

"Because the pattern inside one of the black holes looks like a star." Oda said straightforwardly.

"Eh? That's not a black hole! It's an eye!" Yumeno Hisaku corrected dissatisfiedly.

"……Feel sorry."

Hill silently turned her eyes away, she understood that it was not a self-portrait.

Maybe Kusaku himself didn't know.

That is--

The manifestation of fear.

The fear that belongs to Yumeno Hisaku.

So she strengthened her decision even more.

"Hey, Kusaku, what do you think of Odasaku?" Hill asked naturally.

"Huh? Why did my sister suddenly ask such a question?" He was keenly aware of something.

"……Okay."

In fact, he admits that Oda Saku can get along well, much more relaxed than Mr. Dazai, but Dazai has an inexplicably attractive temperament, and he is a bit like the same kind.

If Hill was to him what a deserter craves for the water of life, Dazai was to him what a moth craves for fire.

One is towards life and the other is towards death.

"Hey, if there is a chance in the future, would you want to live with Odasaku?"

After Yumeno Kusaku heard this, the stars in his eyes suddenly darkened, gloomy and unhappy.

The body of Oda Saku next to him tensed secretly.

This child... has murderous intentions towards him.

Yumeno Hisakuza was silent for a long time, and finally asked:

"...Sister, don't you want to do it for a long time?"

Like his mother?