I was touched by Yokohama

Noticing the girl's subtle movements, everyone who was talking couldn't help but focus their eyes on her.

Chacha moved away from Saiki Kusuo slightly, rubbed his eyes, and the tips of snow-colored hair shook slightly.

"It's so noisy." She whispered, her voice was soft, giving people the illusion of being a little wronged.

If you don't pay attention, you can't even hear what the girl is saying.

The rich daughter subconsciously lowered her voice: "Boss Chacha, did I wake you up?"

"No." Chacha shook her head without hesitation, "It's another voice."

As soon as she finished speaking, a group of vicious mafia-dressed people rushed in, full of sex.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also sure that this was not a member of the port mafia, he raised his eyebrows, showing hesitation: "Could it be..."

"It's from our organization." The woman's neutral and magnetic voice came from the side, her red lips curled up slightly.

"Your people?" Zhongyuan Zhong also narrowed his eyes dangerously, his body was slightly stiff, and he was always ready to take this man's life.

Obviously, his and Dazai's identities were exposed.

"Chuya, you don't need to make a move." Osamu Dazai looked at the beautiful woman for a while, and suddenly smiled meaningfully.

"It's an infighting within their organization."

Zhong Yuanzhong is not stupid, and he immediately understood when he heard the words.Not that their port mafia identities were revealed.

"But I'm afraid they suspect that I have connections with the port mafia." Seeing that those people were about to come here, the glamorous woman spread her hands, not in a hurry.

"I happen to know a lot of what your port mafia wants to know."

Dazai stared at him for a while, then smiled meaningfully.

"It seems that not everyone is unaware of the strangeness of your leader."

"After all, my observation skills are pretty good." The glamorous woman spread her hands.

Zhong Yuanzhong also clicked his tongue: "So, we want to beat those people down?"

He glanced at Chacha, who was silently staring at those people dressed as mafia.

Obviously, it goes without saying who she was referring to when she said noisy.

Osamu Dazai also took a look at Chacha: "Well, it's okay, but the little man is too violent, and Hong Kong gangsters are going to be in deficit again."

He said this, but the indifferent expression on his face showed that he was not at all worried about the expenditure of Hong Kong gangsters for Mori Ogai as he said in his mouth.

Zhongyuan Zhong also let out a cold snort, and was about to refute something, when those who came with bad intentions had already arrived.

Nakahara Chuya temporarily put aside Dazai Osamu's words, just as he took a step, the corner of his clothes was pulled by a force.

He looked sideways and was taken aback for a moment: "Chacha?"

Chacha broke away from Saiki Kusuo's arms, rubbed her eyes, and stood up straight.

"Don't worry Qi Mukami, I'm not drunk," Chacha said softly, earnestly assuring, "I won't do anything."

Saiki Kusuo lowered his eyes and met Shang Chacha's clear cat pupils who seemed to be sober.

Probably feeling Chacha's perseverance, Kamisama with short pink hair thought for a while, and let go of her this time.

Obviously, the pink-haired Kami Sama chose to believe her.

Gaining the trust of Saiki Kusuo, Chacha stood up straight and pulled Nakahara Chuya back a little, and said to Nakahara Chuya, "Mr. Nakahara, you, you are blocking me."

Zhong Yuanzhong also showed a little helplessness, and walked back a little along her strength: "What do you want to do?"

Isn't it too noisy?

"Just...to do small things." Chacha took a few steps towards those people.

Osamu Dazai touched his chin, but looked at it with great interest: "What do miss want to do?"

Under the threat of the mafia, the other customers and male public relations in the store were too scared to make a sound, and huddled together. Soon the mafia noticed the movement here, and the leader strode over.

"You guys are so noisy, can you be quiet?" Chacha asked obediently.

"Huh? Quiet?" The man sneered, his face full of contempt, his eyes stayed on Chacha's face for a while, and soon he noticed the beautiful woman standing in the dark shadow.

"You really betrayed. These are your accomplices. No wonder these people react differently from ordinary people." The man quickly accused the beautiful woman of betrayal and waved his hand behind him. Surrounded.

"You guys..." Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned, and was about to make a move, but Chacha took another step forward.

"Could you please be quiet?"

The panic and prayers brought to everyone in the store are endless in my heart.

It was so loud.

It was impossible for these mafia to listen to Chacha. The leader was about to squint his eyes, and just as he reached out to touch Chacha's face, several sharp gazes fell on him.

The man froze for a moment, inexplicably terrified, and couldn't make the next step.

His gaze slowly shifted to the side, and this time, after careful examination, he finally noticed something was wrong.

"The Port Mafia's..."

However, before he could finish his sentence, Chacha had already softly muttered something loud.

Osamu Dazai put his hand on Chacha's shoulder: "Miss?"

Chacha looked up at him.

"Mr. Dazai, it's too noisy." She complained, a trace of distress appeared in her beautiful golden eyes.

Saiki Kusuo's complexion changed slightly: [Oops. ]

In the next second, a silent explosion swayed away.

……

Chacha was very sleepy, but now she seems to have regained some sobriety.

She felt her cheeks itch a little.

Chacha groaned and turned over, trying to avoid the itching.

Want to sleep, don't make...

"If Cha Jiang doesn't open her eyes again, I don't guarantee that I will kiss her."

A sweet voice rang out from his ears, and a smell of cotton candy lingered on the tip of his nose.

This very iconic scent reminds Chacha of someone.

Sure enough, a young man with white hair and purple eyes was reflected in her eyes, and the imprint of the purple inverted crown under his eyes was alluring and charming.

"Bryn...?"

"Chajiang actually called me by my name, what a great experience." Bai Lan gave a low laugh, and her warm breath fell on Chacha's neck.

It's more itchy.

Chacha stood up, with a small face paralyzed, and pushed him away without hesitation: "Have you strengthened the connection between the two worlds?"

Chacha shouldn't have entered his game in the first place, God knows what Bai Lan did again.

"Don't Cha Jiang want to see me?" After being pushed away, Bai Lan was not angry, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, "It's a pity, I really want to see Cha Jiang."

Bai Lan looked into Chacha's calm golden eyes filled with light water mist, and her gaze fell on her slightly crimson cheeks.

He raised his eyebrows: "But today's tea sauce... seems to be different."

Bai Lan seemed to be very interested, seeing that he was about to approach again, Chacha quickly stretched out her hand and pushed him away again.

"Did Cha Jiang drink?" Bai Lan asked.

He smelled the cool fruity aroma of Chacha mixed with the faint smell of wine.

Mixed with the pure and cool breath of Chacha itself, it made Bai Lan feel a little drunk.

Of course, whether it's just because of this smell of alcohol or something else, only Bai Lan knows in his heart.

"I really want to know what kind of wine Chajiang is drinking..." No matter how much Chacha resisted, Bai Lan leaned over. He whispered, seemingly gentle, but his voice was a little hoarse.

But compared to him before, Bai Lan seemed to be less aggressive at this time.

——Or it’s just a different way to reflect the aggressiveness.

"Would Cha Jiang let me know?" His voice was almost close to the ear.

The words spoken seemed to be politely asking.

It's just that in the violet eyes, the strong possessiveness cannot be concealed no matter what.

"It's a delicious wine, sweet." Chacha raised her hand, yawned lightly, and tilted her head, "Don't stick it, it's very itchy."

The rejection in the girl's eyes was obvious.

Bai Lan sighed regretfully, and moved away a little. He didn't intend to directly annoy Chacha this time.

He knew a lot about Chacha's character and the previous few confrontations.

"Cha Jiang, am I not good-looking enough?" He turned to the side and leaned on the bed, with some pretended sadness on his face.

Chacha glanced at him slowly.

At this time, Bai Lan looked a lot like a wife who was not satisfied by her husband, with a look of dissatisfaction.

Chacha didn't have this kind of association, she stared at Bai Lan's face for a while, and said honestly: "It's not ugly."

Bai Lan's appearance cannot be said to be unattractive, on the contrary, it should be said to be too outstanding.

But the point is, this character...

Chacha thought of the Cowherd's shop, there are all kinds of male public relations companions, although the appearance is definitely not comparable to that of Bailan, but the personality is good.

It's just so much better.

Drinking in it is quite comfortable.

So Chacha continued frankly: "But it's better to go to the custom shop."

"Custom shop...?" As soon as Chacha affirmed his appearance, before the corners of Bai Lan's mouth raised, she heard Chacha's words behind her.

The corners of the mouth were stiff, and the purple eyes suddenly darkened.

"It seems that Cha Jiang has been there?"

"Well, I just went there today." Chacha thought about it seriously, "There are a lot of male publicists, and the wine is delicious."

Wouldn't it be nice to give her fruit wine.

However, following Chacha's words, Bai Lan's complexion became darker and darker.

"Cha Jiang, you are really..." Bai Lan was still smiling, but her words seemed to be gnashing her teeth, her eyes were horrifying.

"Are you having so much fun in your own world?"

"It's a pity that Cha Jiang won't be able to be so relaxed soon."

"Mr. Bai Lan is angry?" She looked at Bai Lan's jealous face, and tilted her head in confusion.

What's there to be angry about?

It was relatively quiet in this dreamlike dream, and she was in a pretty good mood.

She hasn't thrown Bai Lan out of bed yet, which is already a sign that she is in a good mood.

So why is Mr. Bai Lan so angry?

The snow-haired, golden-eyed girl was full of doubts, Bai Lan let out a deep breath, and she was about to be defeated by this guy.

However, it is impossible for him to lose.

Even if you didn't win the previous few times, this time...

Bai Lan's fingers brushed Chacha's eyelids, Chacha blinked uncomfortably, and her eyelashes lightly brushed against his fingertips.

She couldn't hold back, and yawned lightly again, blinking her misty golden eyes, with a teardrop on her eyelashes.

The drop of clear water was quickly wiped away by Bai Lan's fingers.

"This kind of tea sauce is very beautiful."

"It's just that I'm looking forward to... the way Cha Jiang will cry after being bullied."

……

When Chacha opened her eyes, she found herself in Chuya Zhongya's office.

The sofa is covered with cushions, which are very soft, and Chacha does not feel uncomfortable when she wakes up.

Bai Lan's words... Well, what is he going to do next?

Chacha had to admit that she had an untimely curiosity.

...and a little bit of anticipation.

It's just that the troubles caused will also affect her sleeping plan very much.

Chacha thought about it, blinked her cat's eyes, and looked out the window, it was already bright outside.

Why are you in Mr. Chuya's office?Last night, at the Cowherd's shop... Chacha hesitated for a moment, then stood up slowly.

Scenes from last night flashed in my mind.

Chacha pressed her forehead, sighed a little, stood up and was about to step out of the office door, but found the door being pushed open.

A man in black came in. His black hair was only white at the ends of his temples.

"Mr. Akutagawa?" Chacha tilted her head.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke glanced at her, put down the things in his hands, and coughed softly.

Chacha followed his movements and looked over, it was a steaming breakfast.

Seeing that Chacha just looked at the breakfast and didn't speak, Akutagawa Ryunosuke frowned and put the things on the table.

"This is for you." He said flatly.

"Oh." Chacha walked over and said obediently, "Thank you."

"This is Mr. Dazai's order." Akutagawa Ryunosuke said expressionlessly, as if very indifferent.

Chacha blinked and took a bite of food.

The snow-haired girl was sitting there eating breakfast, she looked cute and quiet, Akutagawa Ryunosuke stared at her for a while, it is impossible to imagine that such a person can do things that will bulldoze the entire men's public relations shop .

Moreover, male PR...

Akutagawa Ryunosuke coughed violently a few times suddenly, a slight blush stained his cheeks.

"Mr. Akutagawa, what's wrong?" Chacha swallowed her food and asked suspiciously.

"It's nothing." Akutagawa Ryunosuke continued to remain indifferent.

"Oh." While eating breakfast, Chacha played with the lively Rashomon at some point.

The white and slender fingertips danced in the black coat, very flexible.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke stared at her. Sure enough, unlike his appearance, this guy is just very bad. How could he forget that this guy played with his Rashomon before.

"Do you want to tie a bow on it?" Sensing Akutagawa Ryunosuke's strong gaze, Chacha raised her head and asked.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke: "...No need!"

Now that people say no more, then don't tie a bow.Chacha let go of the ferocious black beast that was still reluctantly rubbing her fingers: "Do you know where Mr. Chuya and Mr. Dazai are?"

This is Mr. Nakaya's office. It's normal not to see Mr. Dazai, but Mr. Nakaya has never appeared.

Chacha thought seriously, could it be that what I did yesterday was too much and scared people?

"Mr. Nakaya and Mr. Dazai are in the chief's office." Ryunosuke Akutagawa paused, and said truthfully, "I'm finishing it up for you."

ending?

Chacha was startled, feeling as if she had done something too much.

"Did it cause a lot of trouble for Mr. Dazai and Mr. Nakaya?"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke stared at her for a while, the girl lowered her eyes slightly, her long snow-colored hair fell to her side.

It seems a little listless.

"No." He said with a stiff face, "Mr. Dazai and Mr. Nakaya have already settled it."

Chacha had some accidents, has it been resolved?

How did you solve it?

"You stay here first." Akutagawa Ryunosuke said, "Mr. Dazai and Mr. Nakaya should be here soon."

After Ryunosuke Akutagawa went out, Chacha thought about it, and slowly nestled back on the sofa.

Speaking of which, why didn't Qi Mukami go back in time to prevent himself from bulldozing the custom shop?

[Because it has been backtracked. ]

"Huh?" Chacha looked up, and a boy with short pink hair and green glasses appeared in front of her.

"Qimu Kami, backtracking is..."

Saiki Kusuo looked at her for a while, then sighed.

[I went back many times yesterday, but in the end it was always this result. ]

Either uprooted the Hong Kong and Black Building, or let the Supernatural Secret Service know that there was a humanoid disaster in Yokohama.

In the end, Saiki Kusuo discovered that it was the best result for Chacha to push the Niulang shop

No casualties, no subsequent chain of events, just money to be paid.

Chacha wrinkled her little face, a little surprised that she did such a thing under the stimulation of alcohol: "So I paid for the cowherd's shop..."

[It was paid by the Port Mafia. ]

The Mori leader of the port mafia is willing to lose money to finish it off, and Saiki Kusuo also has to say——

As expected of world consciousness.

But he himself is not qualified to say that the leader of the forest is just fine.

Saiki Kusuo stared at Chacha, couldn't help reaching out to rub her head, with a little force, Chacha's hair quickly became a little messy.

"Qimu Kami." Chacha covered her head, her little face wrinkled even more.

[Remember the lesson, try not to drink too much next time. ]

In fact, Saiki Kusuo can trace back to the fact that Chacha had never been to the Cowherd’s shop, but he knew that it was Chacha’s wish to go to the Cowherd’s shop.

And if you don't go this time, he won't be by your side next time...

Saiki Kusuo still didn't go back in the end, but after this time, Chacha satisfied his curiosity, so he shouldn't be so easily tempted to go to the Cowherd's shop.

Maybe.

The sound of pushing the door sounded again, Chacha looked towards the office door, but Saiki Kusuo had already teleported and disappeared.

"Chacha." Zhong Yuanzhong also walked in, "Are you awake?"

"Mm. Mr. Nakaya..." Chacha looked behind him, "Mr. Dazai."

"Miss really did something amazing." The black-haired, kite-eyed boy said with a smile in his voice.

He sat beside Chacha, his body seemed to have no bones, and he lazily fell on top of Chacha.

Chacha had to lean back, and Osamu Dazai was pillowed on her lap.

"Mr. Dazai?" Chacha noticed the tired look on his face.

"Miss, I didn't sleep all night last night." Dazai Osamu's voice became softer and softer, "I want to sleep on Miss."

"Miss smells...it smells good."

Light, cool, clean.

Like the snow in early spring.

"Damn mackerel...!" Zhong Yuan just gritted his teeth when Chacha tugged at the corner of his clothes.

Zhongyuan Zhong also didn't pick up the black-bellied guy in front of Chacha: "Chacha, have you had breakfast?"

"Eat, it was sent by Mr. Akutagawa."

Chacha hesitated for a moment, looked at Osamu Dazai who had closed his eyes, and looked at Nakahara Nakaya's faint black eyes for a while: "Mr. Nakaya, didn't you and Mr. Dazai sleep last night?"

"Ah." Zhong Yuan Zhong also responded casually, "It's just a trivial matter."

Chacha stared at him for a while, then asked earnestly, "Is it because of the damage I made last night?"

"It's not considered destruction, it's just a shop, everyone else is fine..." Facing Shang Chacha's golden eyes that were as quiet as a mirror, Zhong Yuanzhong also paused.

He suddenly reached out and knocked Chacha on the head.

"Mr. Chuya..." Chacha covered her head, first opened her big round cat eyes in surprise, and then stared at him unhappily.

"Mr. Chuya, don't hit me on the head."

"If I don't teach you a lesson, how can you have a long memory." Zhongyuan Zhong also laughed, and stretched out his hand to smooth her hair.

"Why is your hair a bit messy?"

Chacha remembered that it was probably messed up by Qi Mukami before.

"It was an accident." She put her hand on the top of her head and touched it, then turned her eyes to Nakahara Chuya with a little curiosity, "So what did Mr. Nakaya and Mr. Dazai do last night?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also downplayed it: "It's just closed."

By the way, destroy the small organization that has been looking for gangsters in Hong Kong recently.

Chacha stared at him for a while, with faint curiosity in her eyes.

So how did it end?

There was a little curiosity in Chacha's eyes, but Zhong Yuanzhong didn't continue talking, his fluffy and snow-white long hair slipped between his fingers, with a slight coolness.

After helping Chacha straighten her messy hair, Nakahara Nakaya put down his hand and lifted Dazai Osamu from Chacha's legs.

"Hey, you bastard, stop lying down!"

"Hey—the little black dwarf is really a jealous creature." Osamu Dazai opened his eyes and cut.

Chacha blinked, seeing the atmosphere that the two were about to fight again.

Speaking of which, what happened last night—is this considered a turning point?

As it turns out, not yet.

I worked with Mr. Dazai and Mr. Nakaya twice before, and I should go to Mr. Mori today.

When Chacha stepped into the chief's office, before she had time to speak, a limp body rushed into her arms.

"Chacha, you're finally here!" The young girl with blond hair and red dress shouted happily, holding Chacha's waist with both hands.

Mori Ogai closed the document, his purple eyes looked at the girl at the door.