I was touched by Yokohama

It stands to reason that most people would not be able to react at this time, and could only be hit right on the ground. Chacha moved her fingers holding the umbrella, and was about to avoid it.

Suddenly, as if she heard something, her bright golden eyes narrowed slightly, and she slowed down a beat at a normal speed.

There was no surprise in the next moment, Chacha fell into a ball with the black shadow falling from above.

"Hey, I hit someone, I'm sorry, I'm sorry—" The boy's clear voice sounded from Chacha, and the ending sound was slightly elongated, making it a bit soft.

The umbrella had fallen from his hand, the rain hit his face, and Chacha on the ground had drops of water on his eyelashes, half-closed his eyes.

Because she was pressed down by a huge unknown object, she had no intention of getting up first.

"Can you get up from me first?" Chacha asked politely as she lay on the wet ground, her voice as calm as ever.

After a few seconds, the unknown object moved away from her.

Then Chacha heard the other party mutter helplessly: "Yeah, what's the phone number of the nearby hospital."

Then came the sound of pressing a button on the phone.

"What are you doing?" Chacha sat up from the ground and asked with a paralyzed face.

"Calling an ambulance." The other party hung up the phone with a brisk tone, "But it seems that Miss doesn't need it."

Chacha stood up calmly, tried to identify for a while, and saw clearly the culprit who hit her just now.

Isn't it the human being I met in the river a few days ago?

Because of the series of behaviors of this strange human being, Chacha still has a deep impression on him.

"Could it be that Miss has seen me?" Obviously it was only a moment of silence, but the black-haired and kite-eyed boy caught something just by relying on this detail.

Chacha squinted her cat's eyes and didn't answer. She picked up the bag of snacks from the ground and walked in another direction.

"Hey, miss, don't you want to talk to me?" Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows.

"If I want to talk to you, I have to find a place to shelter from the rain first." Chacha's voice was calm and soft, "My umbrella was blown away by the wind, so you probably didn't bring an umbrella either."

Osamu Dazai raised the corners of his mouth, and quickly followed the little girl.

"Miss doesn't seem to be angry at all. I thought normal people would at least express their dissatisfaction when encountering such a thing for no reason."

Under the eaves of the shop, the two of them were soaking wet, but the rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and there was no intention of stopping for a while.

Hearing this, Chacha thought seriously, and said solemnly: "Maybe I'm not a normal person."

Well, she's not even human.

However, such an ordinary answer didn't know which point of laughter Dazai Osamu had hit, and the other party laughed for a long time.

"Miss really surprised me." Dazai Osamu said with a smile, and suddenly changed the topic, "However, it was not like the first time Miss saw me. I seem to have never seen you before."

When he said the last sentence, his tone was low.

Chacha smelled a sense of danger hidden under the relaxed surface, but she was still very calm.

The little girl turned sideways, and Osamu Dazai, who had never looked at her directly, finally saw her face clearly.

Snow-haired golden eyes, with a beautiful and harmless appearance, slightly curly long silver hair was wet by the rain, expressionless and downcast like a cat with wet fur, on the contrary, it looks more and more pitiful.

In addition, her reaction after the sudden disaster was in line with her submissive personality, which seemed to be no different from the investigation data.

However, as soon as she raised her head, Osamu Dazai knew that the person in front of her was definitely not "submissive" in the general sense.

"Mr. Dazai is a very special person." Chacha said calmly, "It's normal to remember."

The golden eyes were staring at him, bright and clear. At this moment, Osamu Dazai thought of the clear sunlight seen across the water in the afternoon, and the bright fire that moths swooped towards in the dark night.

"Miss is very cunning." After all, Osamu Dazai's mind is different from ordinary people, he quickly came back to his senses, paused, and said complainingly, "Obviously he didn't answer anything."

But the tense string in the atmosphere loosened slightly.

Chacha pursed her lips and looked at the rain outside.

Osamu Dazai stayed by the side, unable to walk by himself for a while, the little girl sat on the steps, squinting her eyes, feeling a little sleepy unconsciously.

The black curly-haired boy in a large black coat folded his arms, and his iris-colored eyes, which were not covered by the bandage, looked at Chacha in a vague way.

His face was full of sleepiness, and his head almost slipped off the wall he was leaning on - and there was an unidentified person beside him.

No psychological burden at all?

Osamu Dazai stroked his chin, with interest in his eyes.

So is it stupid, or is there some kind of unknown confidence?

Well, if we only look at the existing data, it is not impossible to rely on the deterrence of the so-called King of Sheep...

Osamu Dazai was really curious.

And with Dazai Osamu as a troublemaker, Chacha wanted to sleep peacefully, that was a dream.

"Woof woof, woof woof!"

Chacha was woken up by the loud dog barking, and it was less than 5 minutes after she closed her eyes.

"What's wrong..." Chacha rubbed her eyes in a daze, then slowly sat up straight, "Mr. Dazai, what are you doing here?"

"I'm arguing with this dog~"

"quarrel?"

"That's right, I hate dogs," Dazai said confidently, "It wants to hide from the rain under the same roof as us, how is that possible!"

Cha Cha: "..."

It was very dangerous before, but now it looks like a child who is full of possessiveness for the territory.

Osamu Dazai was really arguing with a dog seriously, and even ran to the store behind him to buy a bag of dog food.

"I'm going to eat the dog food in front of the dog, and make it mad!"

Cha Cha: "..."

The brain circuit is also quite special.

However, Osamu Dazai, who went to buy dog ​​food, also bought two towels.

"It's my consistent aim to commit suicide not to cause trouble to others. It's a pity that I caused trouble to the young lady today."

The dry and soft towel absorbs the moisture from the clothes, which is much more comfortable.Chacha put the towel on her body, her golden cat eyes slightly widened, and she looked at Osamu Dazai curiously.

Then, she watched Osamu Dazai eat up the whole bag of dog food in front of the dog.

The dog ran away crying and barking in grief.

I would rather brave the heavy rain than face Osamu Dazai again.

Cha Cha: "..."

Chacha thought for a while, then silently took out a bag of dried fish from the snack bag, and opened it.

Chew.

"Hey, is it too cruel to eat snacks in front of me who just finished eating dog food?"

Chacha hesitated for a moment: "Is that so? I thought Mr. Dazai liked eating dog food very much."

"..."

Osamu Dazai snorted, expressing his refusal: "I don't like dog food!"

"Is that so..." Chacha thought for a while, her expression became slightly serious.

Osamu Dazai blinked, looked down slightly at the small dried fish that was handed to his mouth, and narrowed his eyes.

"Miss, do you want to feed me?"

"So Mr. Dazai can still eat?" Chacha tilted her head, observing Dazai's stomach.

After eating a whole bag of dog food, it should be very full.

Thinking of this, Chacha was about to withdraw her hand, but the small dried fish she was holding was bitten by Osamu Dazai.

As if to prove something, Osamu Dazai rolled the dried fish into his mouth with his tongue and swallowed it.

Then he hiccups, losing all facial expression for a moment.

"Too stretched." He sat on the steps and lay back, moaning authentically.

"Compared to dried fish, is dog food delicious?" Chacha finally couldn't help asking the question circling in her mind.

She is quite concerned about this issue. If the dog food is not good, it's better to be a cat, anyway, it has almost the same use.

To other people's ears, this sentence may be considered as a deliberate ridicule, but Dazai Zhiyuan's pupils flashed a strange light, and Chacha's true intentions were quickly understood.

Thoughtful, he smiled and seduced without hesitation: "Dog food tastes much better than dried fish, do you want to try it?"

"I understand." Chacha said solemnly, "Don't worry, I won't try dog ​​food in the future."

It seems that the dog food is not tasty, but it will be better if the dog does not change in the future.

Osamu Dazai: "...Miss, I suspect you are playing tricks on me."

"How come?" Chacha showed a puzzled look.

Osamu Dazai stared at the little girl for a few seconds, then lay back and complained in a drawn-out voice, "It's so good, Miss, why don't you feed me a few more dried fish."

"Hold me to death." At this point, his eyes became bright.

"You can't survive this way, Mr. Dazai." Chacha looked at the rising and falling of Dazai's abdomen, and said honestly.

Osamu Dazai immediately changed his bored expression.

"Hey, I really failed today. I failed by hanging myself, and I failed by strangling myself to death. It must be the fault of the weather! Let's change to a sunny day next time."

Chacha sighed silently.

"Hey, since the cunning lady already knows my name, in exchange, shouldn't you take the initiative to tell me your name?"

Although Chacha didn't feel that Osamu Dazai really didn't know her name, she still replied, "Chacha."

"Miss Chacha is not a native of Yokohama, right?" Osamu Dazai stared at the sky with his kite-colored eyes loosely, with a faint smile, "Is this your first time in Yokohama?"

Facing Dazai Osamu's temptation, Chacha's answer was——

"It's my first time in Yokohama." Chacha said, "But I'm a local."

Yokohama belongs to the world, why not a local.

"Why is this? It's the first time I came to Yokohama, but I'm a local?" Osamu Dazai looked very curious.

"Miss is not tricking me, is it?"

"I didn't lie to you." Chacha said slowly, "But I don't want to say it."

"Hey—Miss, miss, please satisfy my curiosity." Osamu Dazai tilted his head, clasped his hands together, his beautiful iris-colored eyes seemed to be moistened with soft water.

"Miss, please tell me~"

The black-haired, kite-eyed boy called softly one after another. He was sweet and cute, and his eyes shone brightly with anticipation. It was difficult for anyone to say no to him at this moment.

Chacha thought for a while: "Mr. Dazai, why don't you find the answer yourself?"

Dazai raised an eyebrow.

"I think, if it's Mr. Dazai, he should be able to find the answer one day." Chacha looked at him, her golden cat eyes quietly reflecting his shadow.

After a suffocating silence, Osamu Dazai laughed with some pleasure.

"Miss really surprised me."

"you're right."

"Now, I am quite interested in this game."

The author has something to say: Later——

Chacha of Luanli Flag: Regret, I regretted it at that time