I was touched by Yokohama

As soon as Chuya Nakahara, who was reporting the task, came in, he couldn't help being confused when he heard Mori Ogai's words.

To rectify Hong Kong triad forums?

He intuitively felt that this matter had something to do with Chacha, and looked at Chacha, and she also had a puzzled look on her face, as if she didn't understand what Mori Ogai meant when he suddenly said such an order.

"Can't Mr. Sen answer?" Chacha's voice was soft and harmless.

Mori Ogai met her eyes: "..."

Two seconds later, he rested his forehead and sighed: "Mr. Zhongye, take Miss Chacha out, she's getting off work."

Nakahara Chuya: "...?"

It's not right, it's not right anyway, even if it's really off work, there's no reason for the leader to ask the cadres to send people out.

After leaving the office, Nakahara Nakaya glanced back, Mori Ogai was pressing his temple, as if he was very helpless because of something unexpected.

Looking away, Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help asking Chacha.

"How is this going?"

Chacha's expression didn't change: "I just asked Mr. Sen a question."

She paused for a moment, and the eyes of the golden cat rarely showed a little doubt about life.

"Mr. Chuya, is it difficult to answer the question of sandwiches? Why don't you know?"

Mori Ogai, Dazai Osamu, and Nakahara Chuya, all of them are people with important talents and luck in this world, but they can't answer all of them?

Is there any loophole in my world?

Chacha is doubting her life, and Zhong Yuanzhong is also doubting her life.

"You asked Mr. Mori... Sandwich?!"

"Well, Mr. Chuya, can't you ask me?"

"Of course you can't ask—" Zhong Yuanzhong also stared at Chacha's puzzled little face. After a while, he let out a heavy breath as if he was defeated, "Are you an idiot?!"

Chacha dodged Zhongyuan Zhongye's hand that wanted to hit her head, and solemnly declared: "Chacha is not an idiot."

"Why would you ask such a question to the leader of the port mafia if you're not an idiot?" Nakahara Zhongya, who had recovered his strength, gave her a sideways glance and pressed his top hat.

"Okay, at this time, it shouldn't be a big deal... let's take you to dinner, what do you want to eat?"

From the leader's appearance, it didn't seem that he had any opinion on Chacha because of this kind of thing.

Thinking of this, Zhongyuanzhong also grinned grinningly—the Hong Kong gangster forum should be rectified, and so should the internal atmosphere!

Chacha pressed her pocket, a little tangled, and looked at him tilted: "Eat? Mr. Nakaya, I heard that red wine is very expensive."

She hesitated for a moment: "So can you... order other wine?"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also stunned for a moment, and when he understood what she meant, he suddenly laughed: "Hey, how could I ask you to invite me..."

But the snow-haired girl's appearance of thinking about inviting him to dinner is a little... ahem, cute.

"Is there anything you want to eat?" Nakahara Chuya asked.

Chacha's eyes light up slightly: "I heard that chazuke is delicious!"

Overwhelming human desires were noisy in her mind, but she overheard a voice saying that she wanted to eat chazuke.

If the desire to eat chazuke is so strong, it must be very delicious!

Chacha is tempted to be greedy.

"Huh? Chazuke?" Zhongya Zhongya pressed the elevator button and raised his eyebrows, "Hey, can this save me money?"

"Is this not tasty?" Chacha stared at him and asked eagerly, "Is it still not edible?"

"It's not a matter of whether it tastes bad or not, but...do you really want to eat it so much?"

"Yeah." Chacha quickly nodded her head, her fluffy and soft hair swaying with the movement.

When Chacha said this, Zhong Yuanzhong also decided very simply: "Okay, then go eat."

"Mr. Chuya is awesome." Chacha cheered slightly, curled her lips, her voice was clear and soft, with a hint of sweetness.

Nakahara Chuya: "Tsk, where did you learn how to speak well?"

Although he said this, his tone seemed to be not very polite, but there was a smile in his cobalt blue eyes.

"I'm not saying good things, I'm telling the truth." Chacha said seriously, "Mr. Chuya is very good."

"Ah, forget about being a good guy..." Zhong Yuanzhong seemed to be muttering something to himself.

"Mr. Chuya?" Chacha looked at him.

"It's nothing." Zhong Yuan pressed the brim of his hat and rubbed her hair, "Let's go."

"Mr. Chuya, you messed up my hair again." Chacha held her head in her hands and raised her face in dissatisfaction.

"I'm really sorry." Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his eyebrows, and reached out to smooth her somewhat messy hair.

The snow-white and soft hair passed between the fingers, like a cool and clean cloud.

Chacha sensed his movement, and obediently stood still.

The members of the Hong Kong gangsters passing by pretended not to see anything, and quickly posted live broadcasts behind their backs.

I saw that the cadres in the middle were arranging that man's hair!That look is completely different from usual!

The matter between Dazai Osamu and Zhongyuan Zhongya and Chacha has already attracted attention in Hong Kong and Hei. As soon as the post was posted, a lot of people responded quickly.

Chacha felt some attention, she blinked and looked around.

"What's wrong?" Nakahara Chuya asked.

"It seems to have……"

Before Chacha finished talking, a crisp voice suddenly sounded: "Chacha!"

The blond-haired young girl in a small red dress ran over, with a very clear goal, and threw herself into Chacha's arms.

"Alice?" Chacha showed some doubts, "Is there something wrong?"

It's already off work, why did Alice suddenly chase after her?

"It's okay, I just feel that I want to give this to Chacha." Alice raised her hand and handed the painting on her hand to Chacha.

Chacha looked down and saw the painting of her wearing a light blue dress.

"Thank you." Chacha put it away.

Alice smiled sweetly, her gaze lightly swept over Nakahara Nakaya Shun Chacha's haired hand.

"Is this the only thing?" Chacha asked.

Alice nodded with a bright smile: "Well, and I really want to see Chacha."

Chacha's face was paralyzed: "But we just separated, have you forgotten?"

Alice looked at the straight-faced snow-haired girl: "... Chacha, just listen to me."

Chacha: "Oh."

The blond girl tilted her head, "And I like Chacha very much. Isn't it normal to want to see Chacha all the time?"

Chacha who was suddenly confessed: "..." No, she didn't think this was a normal thing.

Not knowing if it was an illusion, she heard someone gasping not far away.

"Alice, aren't you going back to the leader?" Nakahara Zhong also frowned slightly, and suddenly said.

Alice glanced at him, and said in a nonchalant tone, "Rintaro doesn't care."

However, Alice had no reason to keep pestering Chacha after get off work, and soon she said goodbye reluctantly and left.

Chacha put away the painting in his hand, and Zhong Yuanzhong also paused: "Alice seems to have a good impression of you."

It's not just a superficial liking.

"Is that so?" Chacha was not surprised by this.

Mori Ogai loves Yokohama. In the face of Chacha's world consciousness, his optimal solution is even subtle and difficult to use.And it's not surprising that he expresses closeness and affection for Chacha with his supernatural ability.

But in Chacha's mind, that's all.

"Mr. Nakaya, let's have tea and rice together."

"Ah..." Zhong Yuan put his hands in his pockets, his eyes fell on the girl beside him, "Let's go."

……

Chacha stood on tiptoe, looking at the things on the supermarket shelves.

Nakahara also said that the ingredients for ochazuke are very simple, so it can be eaten at home.Chacha had no objections at all, so we went to the supermarket to buy materials together.

Zhongyuan Zhong also went to the cashier to pay the bill, while Chacha was looking at other things.

"Cola……"

Reach out and take it down.

It seems to be delicious.

An emotional voice came from the other side of the shelf, Chacha ignored it and only looked at the Coke in her hand.

Now she is more interested in this shelf full of various drinks.

Not long after, Chacha stared at the different drink in the bottle next to her.

Probably due to the negligence of the staff, the milk in the glass bottle is placed relatively high, and Chacha was about to reach for it, but someone accidentally bumped into it on the other side of the shelf, and the glass bottle shook twice and fell off.

It hit Chacha directly on the head.

Chacha didn't seem to have reacted, she was still standing there, but at the moment when she was about to be hit, the glass bottle of milk was caught by one hand.

"Are you OK?"