I was touched by Yokohama

Central Plains also saw the cat again.

The little milk cat with fur as clean as snow squatted quietly on the top of the wall, seeming to have noticed Nakahara Chuya's sight, it tilted its head, and looked over with golden cat eyes.

Falling into that clear and quiet piece of golden color, Zhongyuan was stunned for a moment.

It is really an extremely beautiful bright color that is rarely seen in the slums, and it seems to reflect a brilliance that is so brilliant that it cannot be seen directly in the sun.

——Like, the light itself.

Zhongyuan Zhong also almost thought that he was about to drown in it for a moment.But that's not a disgusting feeling.

Phototaxis is the nature of most people.

"Zhongye?" Youxing noticed that he was a little distracted, and looked up to follow his gaze.

"It's that cat." Youxing said, obviously not the first time she knew about it.

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyebrows, a little puzzled.

"That cat has been around Leibo Street for a few days. Many people tried to catch it but failed to catch it. It's too difficult to catch." You Xing curled her lips.

From her tone, the other people in "Sheep" definitely participated in it.

Suddenly thought of something, Youxing excitedly pushed Chuya Nakahara: "Chuya! You must be able to do it, right? You are so good. This cat can be sold for a fortune just by looking at it."

Zhongyuan Zhong also frowned when he heard the words, and looked up at the cat again.

A little fluffy milk cat stayed on the wall, like a fluffy and clean cloud in the sky.It no longer looked at Nakahara Chuya, but turned its back to him and looked in another direction.

The same pure white soft tail tip swayed gently in the wind.

"Chung Ye?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also came back to his senses, his face darkened, and he refused without thinking: "No."

"Why!" Yuxing's eyes widened in disbelief, not only because of a cat that can only be sold for money, but also because this was the first time Zhongya showed such a strong rejection.

Facing You Xing's accusing expression, Zhong Yuanzhong also clicked his tongue a little irritably.

Can he say, because it is not a cat, but a man?

Yes, people.

Just yesterday, Zhongyuan Zhong also saw with his own eyes that the little girl with snowy hair in the alley turned into a snow-white milk cat, jumping lightly to a high place.

After meeting Nakahara Zhongye's unexpected eyes, the cat not only didn't panic, but also walked away quite calmly with its paws.

It seems that they don't care at all whether they are seen by others.

As the setting sun fell, the pure white cat was dyed a layer of dreamy pink, and soon the small figure disappeared, leaving only the silence after dusk in the alley.

Never left a trace.

Stunned by this wonderful atmosphere for a moment, Zhongyuan Zhong also almost thought that what he encountered was a monster at the time of encountering a demon. It wasn't until a handful of clear water rushed over his face before falling asleep that he suddenly woke up.

Where is the monster, this is clearly a person with supernatural powers!

But ordinary people have the ability to turn into cats, shouldn't they be tightly covered? !How much self-preservation ability can a milk cat have?

Why was he so calm when his secret was discovered?

Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't figure it out either, he didn't fall asleep all night with his eyes wide open.

It's also very strange, obviously it has nothing to do with him.

but--

"Don't grab it either."

The ocher-orange-haired boy took a deep breath and pressed his temples, not knowing what the urgency was stirring in his heart.

Youxing showed an unhappy expression, opened her mouth, and did not refute after all.

……

The two men walked away.Chacha blinked her golden cat's eyes slowly, and the cat disappeared silently on top of the high wall.

It captures the fleeting breath of "book".

It's a pity that the little milk cat followed the breath and chased after it. Sure enough, this time it was still in vain.

If the "book" problem could be solved so easily, Chacha would not have returned to the embrace of sleep until now.

In the long sleep, the world consciousness felt a "chain" bound, which made the world consciousness feel very uncomfortable.

So it was finally willing to emerge from its long sleep——

wake up.

Just being forced to get out of bed isn't fun.

The snow-white kitten licked its pink paws, and quietly watched the flow of people passing by on the street with its golden eyes.

If someone looks at this cat at this time, they will find that this seemingly ordinary milk cat has an inexplicable... majesty.

But not many people on the busy street noticed a tiny cat.

It is going to rain.Chacha thought to herself.

Today is a rare good weather, the sky is clear and the sky is clear, so there are more people on the streets of Yokohama than usual, and there are waves of noisy and lively voices.

A boy passed by with short pink hair and a lollipop hairpin. He was obviously dressed in conspicuous attire, but the people around him didn't seem to notice him at all, and they didn't give him any more eyes.

Chacha tilted her head, and looked at him curiously with her golden cat eyes.

Saiki Kusuo didn't seem to notice anything, walked into a very famous Yokohama dessert shop with a blank expression, bought a bag of coffee jelly and left blankly.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't look in the direction of the little milk cat.

Chacha blinked her golden eyes, and continued to lick her paws casually.

Tick ​​tock, a thin drizzle fell from the sky, with a hint of coolness.

"It's raining!"

People on the street were in a hurry, and the noisy voices began to gradually dissipate, but because the rain was very light, many people still stayed outside without umbrellas.

Chacha squatted under the eaves of the shop, looking at the city of Yokohama, with round cat eyes scanning the five dark buildings in the center of the city.

It will rain harder.

A gust of wind hit, and the rain slanted into the eaves.

Chacha wagged the tip of her tail slowly, thinking seriously about what a real cat should do next.

"Slap".Suddenly, a transparent umbrella that had been stretched open and was stained with raindrops was blown by the wind, rolled a few times on the ground, and wobbled towards it.

Chacha slightly opened her cat's eyes wide and did not dodge.

"Meow."

The handle of the transparent umbrella landed firmly on the ground next to the little milk cat, just blocking the slanting rain outside.

The white kitten looked up at the umbrella that protected it from the wind and rain, and a look of surprise appeared in its round cat eyes.

The raindrops gradually blurred the surface of the umbrella, and no one noticed that a little milk cat in the corner turned into a human.

Chacha held the handle of the umbrella, slowly stood up, looked at the direction in which a certain superhuman with almighty power left in the rain curtain, and slightly bent her eyes.

For a moment, the golden eyes were like a puddle of melted honey.

"Thank you." She said seriously and politely.

Just as Chacha was holding an umbrella and was about to walk into the drizzle, a burst of gunshots suddenly sounded, running through the entire street.

"It's the Mafia!" Someone exclaimed.

Two waves of people who obviously belonged to different forces quickly fought together in public. Gunshots, beatings, and the smell of blood filled the air. There are many mafia gangs in the city of Yokohama, and there are not a few people who act arrogantly. No concern for the safety of ordinary people.

The crowd ran away like birds and beasts and did not dare to stay, but children may not have such strong mobility.

"Help, help." A child who happened to be within the firing range of the Mafia looked at the scene before him in panic and fear, and suddenly burst into tears.

The crying stimulated the other two little friends, and all three started crying loudly.

Apart from the vicious mafia who were fighting fiercely and these few children with frightened faces, only Chacha was left.

Ordinary people who could escape would have already done so.

Chacha, who looked about thirteen or fourteen years old, although she was very young, was at least older than these children. The children all cried and stumbled to Chacha's side, holding on to the corner of Chacha's clothes tightly, as if they had found their backbone.

"Don't cry." Chacha said.

The little girl's long snow-white curly hair hangs down softly, light and dreamy like the cleanest cloud in the sky.When the beautiful pale gold eyes looked over, it seemed that there was a ray of warm sunlight covering her body lightly and shallowly.

She was so good-looking that several children stared blankly at her and even forgot to cry.

Strange to say, they always feel very at ease staying with Chacha, and even their fear subsides unknowingly.

"Little, be careful!" One of the children suddenly grabbed Chacha's sleeve in fear.

Chacha looked at him, and walked a few steps to the side without expression.

"This way." Seeing the children still staring at her blankly, Chacha reminded lightly.

Swept by those golden eyes, the children came back to their senses in an instant, trotted a few steps towards Chacha, and closely followed the little girl.

Like a group of poor little beasts shivering from the cold, they huddled together in front of a warm bonfire for warmth with great attachment.

In the next second, three or four bullets hit the place where they were originally staying, leaving several deep bullet holes in the cement.

The little beasts shrank and huddled tighter.

Chacha looked down at these children, and after thinking about it, she didn't push them away, and opened the umbrella in her hand.

The gradually growing rain was blocked out, and a small umbrella held a magical power in the hands of the little girl, as if it also separated the invasion from the outside world.

The little beasts finally relaxed a little bit.

Chacha suddenly walked a short distance to the right, but bumped into a soft and short body.

She looked up, and a little girl was reflected in her clear golden eyes.

The little girl with blond hair was wearing a small red dress with a bow on her head. She looked sweet and lovely.

"Hello." She looked at the coffee table and showed a sweet smile.

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I am afraid that some readers will not read the full text, so let me say it here again, this is just an illogical Mary Sue novel, illogical, Mary Sue, OOC everywhere, bugs everywhere, everything is for Mary Sue.

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