Self-cultivation of fake wine

On the dilapidated street, a man in a white shirt and black trousers is holding an orange kitten, and his spotless leather shoes are stepping on the uneven stone road that has been somewhat discolored by the wind. .

It was a man who could tell just by looking at him, that he had a completely different temperament from this neighborhood, and belonged to the "upper class" man.

Countless vagrants were secretly staring at this man who dared to set foot on Leibo Street in such a leisurely manner.

Most people who hang around here know the existence of supernatural beings. No matter how hungry and jealous they are, they still remember that life comes first, and some people really can't afford it.

Moreover, this is the territory of 【Sheep】.

Two teenagers and girls came out of the alley.

A boy with white hair and a girl with pink hair.

They are at least dressed neatly than others, like children who are raised by their families but who go out and secretly become gangsters.

"Yo, outsider?"

"Are you looking for someone? Do you need us to help you lead the way?"

"But, you have to pay the tour guide fee?"

The white-haired boy took out a knife and played with it in his palm, threatening with confidence.

"Just hand over all the money you have on you!"

The cat in the man's arms looked at the two children unbearably.

[Shirase, Yuxing...] Nakaya, who had turned into a small milk orange, clutched the man's arm anxiously, 【We have come to this time. 】

[When you were 15 years old. 】The man's unsurprising voice appeared in Maomao's mind.

[You already knew? ! 】

[I just looked at the year and time on the street billboard. 】

Zhong Ye: ...

Zhong also doesn't want to face his black history back then, and wonders if he has a different destiny in this world.

If I remember correctly, this time...

"boom--!!!"

More than 1000 meters away, a white light ball of power exploded—even if you know that this street was destroyed by a huge explosion at the end of the war and turned into a spindle shape, hence the name Raibo Street, you will still see supernatural abilities even in normal times At this time, facing such a huge battle, the numb nerves of all the residents of Leibo Street were still shaken for a while.

"..." The two knotted children were also frightened by the gradually fading light source and the person who fell down after being affected by the light.

"Chuya..." the pink-haired girl said with a trembling voice, "Chuya seems to be going in that direction!"

The two children immediately rushed towards the light source.

Mao Mao felt somewhat comforted in his heart: [It seems that the "I" in this world is still valued by the sheep's children! 】

【Well... Shall I tell you their true feelings? 】The man ruthlessly destroyed the beautiful delusions of his cat, 【The child named Yuxing was indeed worried about "you" at the first time; but the one named Shirose was worried about "you"'s accident After the organization loses its shelter, it will be bullied and devoured by adults. 】

Zhong Ye: ...

Angrily, Mao Mao pawed at the man's wrist, then buried her face in the chest of the white shirt with her buttocks facing out, and rubbed the small bump vigorously in retaliation.

Herbal Salt:  …

The man helplessly grabbed Mao Mao's entire buttocks with his big hands and rubbed them.

What should I do if my wife teases me because of the wrong model?

[When I have time, I will become a dog of similar size to accompany you? 】

Little milk orange: ...

Hey!

What a tiger's word!

They have already become cats and still have to be threatened by dogs!

knot or something...

Maomao instantly changed from sad to shameful.

[The cat still has barbs. 】The man reminded calmly, and secretly touched the cat's balls.

Zhong Ye: ...

Little Naiju uttered a shrill meow that seemed childish because of her age!

Then he bit down on the small bump! ! !

【Want to breastfeed? 】The man is very happy,【I will go to the baby store to buy a milk bottle for you in a while. 】

Zhong Ye: ...

Damn it, cats are so angry!

Who wants a milk jug!

I am so angry that I step on milk!

Dog Salt: Happy to be trampled on by the little meat pad——

Happy cat ownership!Incomparable!

Especially when Mao Mao is your wife!

A mysterious smile appeared on the corner of the man's lips.

In the next moment, he disappeared in place, and arrived at the light source area one step ahead of Shirase and Yuxing.

The light waves just now seemed to have a certain impact and paralyzing effect. When Herbal Salt stood on the roof and looked down, what she saw was a cute 15-year-old Xiao Zhong who was also getting up from the ground, but was being surrounded by another man who was wearing very warm clothes. The warm-eared man was trapped with golden squares.

"It's Mr. Lantang, it's really a great help." Osamu Dazai staggered up while leaning on the wall, vomited blood, as if he sensed something, he immediately looked up——

I saw a man holding a little orange cat on the roof and looked over.

Four eyes facing each other.

Now, including Guangjin Liulang who was struggling to get up, all noticed the man on the roof.

"Ah, I was discovered." The man pretended to be silly and smiled, "I said I was passing by, do you believe me?"

"However, a group of adults bullying a child, you really don't look like an adult. Is this what the port mafia does? I love it."

Zhongye Maomao: ...

This yin and yang is weird, as if he himself is not from Hong Kong.

But indeed, since the man came to the organization, the atmosphere of the whole organization has become cheerful and relaxed...

Besides, it is still the early days of Chief Mori's power, no one has no money or information, and there is simply no such surplus.

only……

Zhongye Maomao looked at the warm-eared man with complicated eyes.

Lantang...

No, Rimbaud, Jean-Nicolas Arthur Rimbaud...

The man who pulled himself out of the darkness and lived in the Central Plains ever since.

Although his original purpose was to obtain the Huangba spit that could be used as a "weapon", he accidentally awakened himself as a seal to control his personality.

[In other words, is that your male mother? 】The man's teasing and laughing voice came into his mind.

In an instant, Zhongye Maomao lost all sentimental and nostalgic memories.

[Damn male mother, don't say such disgusting things! 】

"Who are you?" 15-year-old Dazai looked up and asked, "If you pass by, shouldn't you leave now?"

The man jumped off the roof and landed beside 15-year-old Nakaya.

15-year-old Zhong Ye: ? ? ?

Herb Salt smiled slightly: "I was indeed passing by, but I fell in love with Zhong at first sight, so I decided to draw my sword to help!"

15-year-old Zhong Ye: "...Huh?"

15-year-old Dazai: "Oh, he's a pervert."

This time, what the 15-year-old also uttered was not a question word, but a shock word!

"what?!"

Zhongye Maomao: ...

Mao Mao gave the man a paw expressionlessly.

"Ah, I'm sorry, my family is also angry." The man smiled and coaxed the cat, "This is my lover Zhongya, do you think his color is similar to this Zhongye? I heard that the King of Sheep After hearing the rumors, I wanted to meet this Central Plains Chuya, he looks very similar to my family and has the same name!"

The 15-year-old Zhong Ye met the orange cat who was about to be slapped in the face, and both of them were sluggish.

Then the cat screamed, turned around angrily, and grabbed his face along the man's arm!

"Meow—!"

What strange lines are you talking about!

What is a cat is your lover, and because of the name, I came to the King of Sheep!

It's great that I didn't have to face this kind of perverted speech when I was caught! ! !

"Hahaha, don't be angry anymore. I'll buy you the best cat food later." The man whose face was covered in blood from being scratched by the cat smiled kindly, "But I seem to have no money. The boy over there, Is your port mafia still recruiting?"

Osamu Dazai: ...

Osamu Dazai said with a wooden face, "Are you a supernatural person? What ability do you have?"

"I am a supernatural being, and my ability is teleportation."

Guangjin Liulang finally stood up straight against the wall: "Master Dazai?"

Osamu Dazai looked at the strange man who wanted to join Hong Kong and Black in order to raise cats, and Nakaya, who seemed to be disgusted by the pervert and cared about the blue-eyed kitten of the orange cat, and who seemed to be about to freeze to death Lantang...

Suddenly he laughed.

"Okay, I can recommend you to the leader of the organization. Lantang quasi-cadre, please take the king of sheep back."

"Hello!" Only then did the 15-year-old Zhong Ye realize, "You want to take me to Hong Kong. Hei?"

Dazai stepped forward, meeting Chuya's eyes.

In this atmosphere that seemed to use his eyes to force the other party to submit, Dazai Osamu took out a handkerchief very unscrupulously, and slapped it on Chuya's mouth and nose.

Even the 15-year-old fainted in disbelief: ...

Maomao Zhongye: ...

Cat fist hard!Really hard!

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After that, Osamu Dazai called Mori Ogai to report the situation, and mentioned the situation of herbal salt by the way——

"A teleportation user who has a serious love for cats and regards cats as his wife. His name is... what is your name?"

"Herbal salt."

"The name is toothpaste."

Mori Ogai:? ? ?

Guangjin Liulang:? ? ?

Lantang holding 15-year-old Zhongye:? ? ?

Zhongye Maomao: Hahaha toothpaste.

Herb Salt pinched her cat's paw: "Yes, toothpaste."

Osamu Dazai raised his eyes in surprise and stared at the man who was not angry when his name was changed and only focused on playing with cats.

After hanging up the phone, Dazai ran away.

The euphemistic name is to find a place to enter the water.

Therefore, Guangjin Liulang became the introducer of herbal salt.

"Where is Mr. Herb from?"

"It's a secret. If I insist, my hometown is Yokohama."

"How old is this year?"

"27 is old."

"Any family?"

The man raised the cat: "My lover, the kind who had a wedding and was married, but he didn't get a certificate because he was of the same sex. I believe that in terms of the soul contract between us, it doesn't matter even if there is no marriage, right? also?"

Guangjin Liulang: ...

Well, some psychics are just out of their minds, which makes sense.

"You said that your ability is teleportation... What exactly is it?"

"I haven't paid much attention to it, and I haven't used this ability to go to the other half of the earth... It's basically short-distance teleportation."

"Can you demonstrate?"

The next moment, the man flashed in the parking lot in the distance, waved to several people, and flashed back immediately.

Ah this.

Guangjin Liulang nodded.

There are many people in the mafia who don't know their origins and don't want others to know their past.

As long as capabilities are available to the organization...

All he has to do is recommend, and then the leader decides whether to stay or not.

The little milk orange rested its paws on the man's neckline, pressed the collarbone softly with the pads and asked curiously: 【What are you going to do?Why did he suddenly want to join the port mafia? 】

The man had a flawless smile on his face.

[Of course it is to watch your life in those days up close~]

Maomao didn't ask the man if he planned to interfere to change his betrayed past.

What the hell is this guy going to do?

The orange cat opened its watery blue cat eyes, jumped up the man's neck in displeasure, bit the black hair angrily, and turned into a liquid catskin blanket.