Group Pet Career in Yokohama

"Odasaku... You can't do this, you'll spoil him, you should point out this guy's logic error!" Hill sighed.

Osamu Dazai was obviously looking for an excuse, what he needed was not praise and approval, but to hammer him into reality with sharp words.

It's a pity that I don't have this talent, Hill thought to himself regretfully.

"Ah? Why?" Odasaku looked back in confusion.

Why point out Dazai's mistakes?Did he say anything that needed to be corrected?He thought about it but found nothing.

"Alas~" Hill turned his head speechlessly.

Osamu Dazai looked at the two of them, propped his chin with one hand, and smiled without saying a word.

"Does this lady need any drinks?" The bartender finally asked after seeing the familiar conversation of several people come to an end.

"Well, what should I drink?" Hill hesitated, "Then milk."

She thought that since it was a drink in the bar, it must be the main type of alcohol. In order not to cause trouble, she chose milk. This is a relatively common drink, so there should be it.

And her height grows a bit slowly, it is better to drink more milk.

Hill thought sadly.

"Little Hill, milk doesn't help you grow taller." Osamu Dazai smiled lightly, "Isn't Oda Tsukuru tall?"

Hill looked at Oda Tsukuru, who was sitting a little taller than Osamu Dazai, and nodded.

Aware of Hill's secretly contrasting eyes, Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows, he turned his head and asked, "Hey Odasaku, did you often drink milk?"

"Well, I seldom drink it. If I remember correctly, I prefer to drink beer and plain water when I was growing up."

"Look~" Osamu Dazai turned around and spread his hands, "Only that little guy in Nakaya would believe that drinking more milk can make you grow taller. Although milk can indeed supplement some nutrients, it also has innate height. limit."

He showed a malicious smirk, and compared a narrow area with his hands, "It's like planting a pea - no matter how hard you fertilize the day after tomorrow, it won't grow into a towering tree."

Hill: ...Then you always mock Chuya's brother's height while urging him to drink more milk to supplement his nutrition.

It's so bad!

And Nakahara really believed Osamu Dazai's nonsense, and kept a lot of milk in the refrigerator.

She scanned the album handed over by the bartender with her eyes, and found that there were a lot of non-alcoholic drinks, and the most important thing was that the pictures were beautiful.

"Please give me a copy of this." She pointed to one of the exquisite finished products.

"OK, just a second."

Osamu Dazai enjoyed the music playing on the phonograph for a while, then changed into a more relaxed posture, leaned over the bar, and asked, "Hey, Xiao Xie doesn't want Q to be hurt in Mr. Mori's next plan, right?"

Although he thinks it's nothing, if even this bit of work can't be done, the value of Yumeno Kusaku will come to an end.

"That's right." Hill put down the drink picture he was admiring.

"But letting Q participate is the most reasonable and convenient way." He took a sip of distilled wine and said lightly.

"That's right..." Hill sighed, "But I can't bear to see him covered in scars, and it's not good for the little guy's growth. For him, getting hurt is addictive."

And how can a person who doesn't even care about the harm he suffers have empathy to care about the suffering of others?

...will become a demon.

Even Osamu Dazai is afraid of pain.

"I just want Dazai to help me... Dazai is so powerful, he must be able to find a more convincing way to persuade Lin Taro, right?"

It's not that I don't want to solve it myself, but Dazai Osamu knows better about the relationship between the Mafia and Fushiya, and she can only let Yuke brutally control people's emotions, and it is easy to arouse the vigilance of the government on a large scale .

For Hong Kong blacks who do not have it, the government has a logical reason to conduct in-depth investigations.

"Well, this..." His expression loosened slightly after being praised.

Osamu Dazai helped the tall hat that was put on by Hill, and lowered his eyes helplessly.

Ah~ He really didn't want to care about that kid whom Xiao Xie cared so much about... But Xiao Xie took the initiative to ask him for help, which really made him very happy.

Hill tilted his head and stared straight at his face, blinking his big eyes full of honey, and then showing a soft smile.

The two looked at each other for a while.

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Osamu Dazai hp-1000

"Ah——I can't stand it." Osamu Dazai suddenly blocked his eyes with his left hand as if the sun had directly hit his eyes.

He leaned down and remained silent for a while, and finally sighed helplessly: "Being entrusted by such a cute little Hill, I can't bear it at all with such a soft heart~"

"..." Hill was blocked for a moment, and she asked suspiciously:

"Who is the soft-hearted talking about? Is it Jizaita from the upside-down world?"

"Sa~ Maybe."

"Actually, there is a very easy way. Just clean up everyone at the scene without leaving anyone alive." Osamu Dazai straightened up and said calmly.

Oda Tsukuru's movements froze, the wine glass paused slightly by his mouth, and he continued to drink as if nothing had happened.

"Um……"

Seems like this would work too...

However, Hill turned his head to look at Odasaku who was sitting quietly drinking.

"Hahaha..." Osamu Dazai, who had seen the movements of the two from the corner of his eye, chuckled. He took a sip of his wine before continuing: "Don't worry, killing them all will waste resources. Mr. Mori has to say me."

Osamu Dazai put down his wine and gently stroked the top of Hill's head with the palm of his hand, with a gentle tone: "Don't worry, no bloodshed is the best solution. At that time, I may need a little help from Hill."

Obviously, in an instant, he had a plan in mind, and quickly found a solution that had the best of both worlds.

As if thinking of something, he soon had a new worry, "Hey, tomorrow night is the time for the reception, but now I don't have a suitable dress, so troublesome."

"There's a new commercial street nearby, why don't you stop by and buy one after drinking?" Odasaku proposed a solution.

"Well, even though that's what you said." He looked annoyed, as if going to buy clothes was like asking him to work, he sighed and said, "Just pick one at random, and just deal with it."

At this time, the bartender put a goblet that was dyed ice blue by the liquid in front of Hill, and a small iceberg was shaved with ice in the middle, which was exquisite and natural, just like a scene in the Arctic and served Put it in a mug.

"It's so beautiful...thank you~" Hill's eyes sparkled, and he took it with admiration.

She took a sip through the straw. At first, it had a strong blueberry flavor, and then it turned into a light mint flavor. The sweetness was moderate and refreshing, which suited her taste very well, so she narrowed her eyes slightly enjoying it.

"Then Dazai, I'll accompany you to pick out a dress later." Hill felt that as himself who had been dressed up all the time, he might be able to experience the joy of dressing up someone else.

"Well, then I'll leave it to Xiao Xie." Osamu Dazai said with a sigh of relief, and then took a sip of his wine.

So at an angle where no one could see, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

The rays of the setting sun are rolling in the golden-red clouds. Although the light of the sun is a little dim, it still has brilliance after all. It is full of fiery red light. On the glass of the top of the five buildings in the distance, a prairie fire is projected. Bright light like a fire.

Night was about to fall, so the lights on both sides of the street had gradually begun to light up. Hill and Osamu Dazai strolled on the street, heading towards the newly emerging commercial street not far away.

"What style and color does Dazai like?" Hill hugged Dazai and turned his head, asking Dazai who was walking slowly beside her.

The two shadows derived from the light were connected together, and Osamu Dazai quietly looked down.

Hearing this, he raised his head bluntly, and then showed a clear smile, "I like whatever Xiao Xie chooses~"

"...Don't be glib," Hill tugged at the strap of his coat in displeasure, "clothes should be worn by the owner if they look good and like them, right?"

"Well," he thought for a while, then blinked at Hill, and said brazenly:

"I thought about it, but it turns out that no matter what kind of clothes I am, I can wear them, so Xiao Xier just choose."

After hearing this, Hill ran up to him and looked up at his face.

"..." Osamu Dazai was confused and had to stop.

The skin that was stared at closely showed signs of wanting to heat up.

"It's really handsome, Dazai." Hill came to such a conclusion after carefully and cautiously looking at him.

"Well...it's obvious." Osamu Dazai said with his heart pounding, without changing his face.

"You're blushing! Dazai?"

"Oh...how is that possible?" He has always been very skillful in managing his expressions, and he can control his temperature and even his heartbeat...

But because of Hill's words, he subconsciously touched his cheek.

Hill tilted his head innocently, and said triumphantly, "I lied to you~"

Osamu Dazai lowered his head slightly, his hair covering his iris-colored eyes.

"Hey...hey! What are you doing?"

Hill flopped about helplessly, like a stranded fish.

Dazai meowed in dissatisfaction, jumped on top of Dazai Osamu's head, stepped on it a few times, and jumped on Hill's back in disgust.

It turned out that Osamu Dazai suddenly hugged Hill up.

"The luggage is delivered." He put Hill on his shoulders, as if carrying a small sack, and ran quickly at the same time.

"...I'm not luggage." Hill muttered, but she also calmed down. She had no choice but to walk, even if there was a little pain in her stomach, she could bear it.

Following Osamu Dazai's pace, her two calves swayed like a doll.

"Hey hey—Xiao Xier is not luggage, but a sweet burden~"

Realizing that Hill might be uncomfortable, Osamu Dazai put Hill down while smiling and elongated his voice, and replaced it with a princess hug.