Group Pet Career in Yokohama

Hill didn't speak, just stood up from the sofa, took a few steps to Yumeno Hisakuku, bent down and looked at him quietly for a while.

The goose yellow eyes met the black pupil where he placed the pattern.

The vortex stalled.

Yumeno Hisaku gradually withdrew his killing intent, a little unable to bear the eyes without any strong emotion, he hugged the doll tightly with both hands helplessly.

Rather than being watched like this, he would rather Hill scold him or cry because of him.

Whether the emotion is positive or negative, he always hopes that Hill can give him enough attention.

"What does Kusaku think about—the ability to hurt yourself before hurting others?"

"I..." He lowered his head, his black and white forehead blocked his view, "My sister said before that if you protect someone you care about, the wound will become like a compass, so it doesn't matter."

Hill lowered his eyelashes thoughtfully.

Hayashi Taro wants to bring Xiao Kusaku to the reception held by the Fushiya family to invite the Kunoki sisters and brothers. At that time, half of the people will kill under the control of supernatural powers, and no one will be spared.

This is unavoidable violence, Hill knows, but the premise is that only those who hurt Yumeno Kusaku will be "accepted".

The activation conditions for Yumeno Hisaku's ability may not be easy to meet, but Osamu Dazai will definitely propose a way to get the best of both worlds.

Based on what she knew about him, he would have Kusaku Yumeno wrap a blade around his body and make him stumble deliberately in the crowd, or wrap a very thin silk thread around his arm, and the other end would block the entrance, so as to impose The pain is small but effective.

A place like the Mafia never speaks of kindness, and Osamu Dazai never does.

"If Kokusaku has this ability... I believe you also know what you did in Dazai's experiment before." Hill bent down and approached him, "Then do you want to have this ability?"

But what Lin Taro wants more is to take the initiative out of compassion for Xiao Kusaku, right?It would be more stable and faster that way, really an adult with a twisted mind, Hill thought helplessly, and then he pushed away the effect of Cheng Xiaokusaku's supernatural ability.

After all, the government has strict regulations on dangerous supernatural abilities, especially supernatural abilities that affect quickly and have no definite range of damage, especially after they discover signs of indescribable things... Rin Taro will be very distressed if he is exposed?

It would be much more convenient if there was one.

"..." Yumeno Hisaku lowered his head. He knew the effect of his supernatural power. As he grew older, he could gradually feel that the reason why his father abandoned him probably had something to do with it. It would have been nice if his mother had been there at that time. Definitely will stop father.

But a pity.

This power...

If this kind of power could be chosen from the beginning, he would not want it!!

But at the hospital, the children who had been hurting him all this time finally learned their lesson.

At that time, he was instead protected by the supernatural power that brought misfortune to his life...

He tightened his grip on the doll in his arms again. The doll in his arms was made by his mother, but the leather that was originally used as skin was already mottled, but every time it was torn, it would miraculously return to its original shape.

...It's so good, the last gift his mother left him will never be broken.

In fact—gradually, watching the final pain of those who hurt him.

He is happy.

So he thinks this ability is not so annoying sometimes.

So he answered Hill in this way—

"With this ability, I won't be hurt again, right?"

He raised his head and asked in confusion: "Hey, I like to see people who hurt me in pain, is that right?"

The tone is worried and frightened.

Hill was stunned and didn't continue talking.

She looked at Odasaku next to her.

Although Oda Saku doesn't know the cause and effect, it is the responsibility of adults to answer children's questions.

He pondered for a while and said, "If you think it's right, then it's right. Follow your heart."

"As long as you don't just hurt others according to your own preferences, you are a good boy." His tone was particularly firm, "You must defend yourself to protect yourself, not take the initiative to attack."

……

Yumeno Hisakuku did not speak for a long time, his eyes widened.

"...I'm sorry." After a long silence, he whispered.

"Ok?"

"I suddenly wanted to hurt you just now."

"do not take it personally."

To Odasaku, that bit of murderous intent was nothing.

Would you mind if a kitten purred at you?

"...Sister, will you abandon me?" Yumeno Hisaku asked again worriedly.

"No, I'm just afraid that you won't be comfortable living here." Hill patted his head, "I can't go out to play, but I'm still a little lonely, right?"

"Not lonely! I have a sister who often comes to accompany me!" He showed a soft smile.

Hill lowered his eyes, but I don't want you to lose the freedom to go to the beach to watch the newborn sun.

Before Yuke came, she was also carefully guarded by Mori Ogai, and she was not allowed to go out casually. Of course, she could also understand that it was not only out of his own selfish desires, but he also wanted to protect himself.

There is no doubt that Yuke's ability overlaps with Yumeno Hisaku's.

If you have a license to operate with supernatural powers, the government has no right to interfere. It is still a question of what to do after Yumeno Kusaku's importance is reduced, but his danger will not be reduced, or he will be imprisoned permanently, or handed over to Government in exchange for benefits.

So to guide him, establish a sound and stable personality for him, and prevent him from being used by unruly people, at least to make Mori Ogai feel at ease, is what should be done now.

A sense of security, comfort, and dependence needs to be given with tolerance, maturity, and firm thoughts, but she and Osamu Dazai are obviously not qualified.

"Well... take your time." Hill smiled. It's still a long time, and there is still a chance to take your time.

As for the recent reception, she will think of a way to protect the child from harm. There must be a way to get the best of both worlds.

Saying goodbye to Yumeno Kusaku, Hill and Odasaku entered the elevator together.

"What's next for Odasaku?" Hill asked.

"Hmm." He took out his mobile phone and looked at it, "Well, it's off-duty time now, I guess I'll go to the bar for a drink."

"Aren't you going to eat curry?" Hill tilted his head.

"Let's go to the bar first." He paused, "Curry can be eaten another day."

He didn't just eat curry all the time, either.

lupine

There is a phonograph on the bar counter, and the old and hoarse music caresses the cheeks of the customers accompanied by the lavender smoke in the store.

Because it is located underground, there are no windows in the bar, except for the vinyl music of the last century that slows down the pace of time, and the clatter of cups and saucers when the bartender in a crimson vest is mixing drinks, skimming these things that have been integrated into the air like oxygen elements Aside from the sound, the bar was as quiet as a cave in winter.

Bar counters and stools, wine cabinets and vases, bartending utensils and human beings are all well-decorated here. If there are too many people, you may have to rub shoulders.

This is an old bar, known only by smell, giving the impression of a memento from the last century.

Osamu Dazai placed a glass of distilled wine in his hand, and the golden liquid decorated the spherical ice cube in the middle, shining like gemstones on the emperor's crown.

He didn't drink the wine that came, but just watched without saying a word, playing with the wine glass with his long and white fingers from time to time.

Footsteps came from above the steps.

"Yeah, Odasaku, are you here?"

Osamu Dazai didn't raise his head, his kite-colored pupils stared at the void, looking very bored, and he seemed to be familiar with Odasaku's arrival thousands of times, he didn't need to look to know it was him.

"What are you thinking about? Dazai." Oda Saku naturally sat down beside Dazai Osamu, and the bartender had already put the distilled liquor that he would order every time in front of him.

"I didn't think about anything, just relax the brain nerves after a tiring day." He rested his chin on one hand, and flicked the ice puck in the wine glass with his right index finger.

"Nothing interesting happened today." He sighed, then turned to look at Odasaku, "Hey, did you encounter anything interesting today?"

"Why do you ask this all of a sudden?"

"Then I have a reason to go to Xiao Hill, and I will have something to talk about when I chat."

Odasaku blinked and said doubtfully, "Do you still need a reason to go to Hill?"

"Oh, I like to hear that." Osamu Dazai looked very happy.

Oda Saku looked at the distilled liquor in front of him for a while, and then replied: "As for the interesting thing - you should also know that Hill asked me to see that child today."

"Yeah." He nodded, "Well, what Xiao Xier wants to do—"

He just wanted to say: I still know.

Suddenly, he was knocked forward by a strong force behind him, and Odasaku quickly moved the wine glass away from him.

It would be a pity if the wine was spilled.

"Hey, what do I want to do?"

Hill hung on his back and said with a smile.

She smelled the familiar faint smell of holly on Osamu Dazai.

——until a trace of bloody smell wafted to the tip of her nose in disobedience to her master's words.

Hill frowned slightly, "... Dazai, you are disobedient again."

Osamu Dazai straightened up with difficulty from the bar, and then lay back silently after hearing the words.

"Ah...haha, is this?" His face was buried in the gap formed by his arms, his voice sounded muffled, "Listen to me—"

"?" Before he could finish speaking, Hill interrupted angrily.

"Ah, little Hill understands me~" Osamu Dazai raised his head and looked at Hill, his iris-colored pupils were crystal clear like amber wrapped in honey.

"...It's useless to be cute."

But Hill still had no choice but to pursue it. The faint brilliance flowed from Hill's body to Dazai Osamu, and the wound under his always bandaged place has slowly healed.

Leaving the archangel aside, she can already use the healing ability directly, but in order to disguise, she still needs the carrier of the archangel outside.

"Ah—it's like being soaked in warm water." Dazai Osamu murmured.

"...It is estimated that you will have a long memory only if you have been soaked in boiling water." Hill let go of Dazai and sat on the other side of him.

Dazai Meow, who was originally hanging around Hill's neck, walked gracefully along the bar to the other side, and greeted the three-colored cat nestled at the end of the bar in a familiar way. Immediately afterwards, two cats, one big and one small, nested together side by side. Dozed off.

"Ah, boiling water? What is that? A reward? Will he die?" Osamu Dazai's eyes began to sparkle.

"Dazai is not afraid of boiling water." Oda summed up lightly, boiling water will not make this man afraid, and magma probably won't either, but curry with magma might.

"Pfft——" Hearing Oda Saku's words, Hill suddenly couldn't help laughing, and his shoulders shrugged violently as he leaned over the table.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Dazai Osamu and Oda Saku were confused, they looked at each other, but they only saw confusion in each other's eyes.

"Little Hill, what are you laughing at~" Osamu Dazai poked her immature shoulder, and poked his head curiously.

Odasaku silently took a sip of distilled wine.

Hilton paused, and said: "A dead pig is not afraid of boiling water."

"Pfft—" Odasaku's wine spurted out.

This sentence and his just 'Dazai is not afraid of boiling water' just replaced the subject.

What is embarrassing is not a coincidence, but that he knew this sentence but still caused a coincidence. He had indeed heard this common saying when he was looking for information, and he said why it was so familiar.

... for which he was deeply sorry.

Osamu Dazai is petrified.

"This is a common saying that comes from planting flowers next door that I heard on the Internet before. It is very funny to listen to it in combination with the calm context of Oda Saku hahaha..."

Odasaku's slightly raised mouth was covered by the wine glass in his hand.

"Ah——really!" Osamu Dazai put his face on the table in a self-defeating manner, feeling the faint coolness that came from it.

"I said you two will only bully me~"

"Speaking of bullying, Dazai is your day on duty today, isn't it?" Hill raised his chin, tilted his head and glanced at him from the corner of his eye.

"Sigh, my subordinates lack the ability to think independently, they can only move by holding a string like a marionette," he also raised his chin, confiding his troubles, "How can we have excellent subordinates who are smart and can move quickly?"

"That's really annoying." Odasaku responded.

"Well, that's true." Hill nodded, paused, and asked in confusion, "But what does that have to do with your skipping work?"

"Well, because as long as the boss doesn't do anything, they will think, 'Ah—this is not going to work' and then organize themselves and work hard in the right direction, right?"

Dazai Logic Taishi Ji said so.

"That's it, it's a smart way." Oda Saku sighed.