Self-cultivation of fake wine

The recent Yokohama is much more comfortable.

Even the mafia with local characteristics in Yokohama had a lot of free time, and even had time to make an appointment with the wine shop after get off work.

When drunk, men are not very good at controlling their mouths—although every newcomer must do the basic training to prevent the mouth from becoming a jar after drinking, but for men, when they get drunk, they are surrounded by themselves The good brother who thought it was still in the canteen of the organization, his tongue naturally grew louder, "Did you hear that? The Central Plains cadre found a new boyfriend!"

"hiss--"

The men who had been gossiped made a gasp at the same time, and then surrounded them enthusiastically.

"As expected of a big shot, he just knows how to play!"

"I don't even have a girlfriend, and the cadres are already looking for boyfriends!"

"Speaking with a man can really..."

"No, the predecessor of the Central Plains cadres seems to be that one?" Someone clicked his tongue, "Although the life and death of that one is unknown after defecting...but he taught many supernatural beings in the organization?"

"You don't want to say that some of those supernatural beings want to trouble the Central Plains cadres, do you? Don't be ridiculous."

"That's true, as long as that newcomer doesn't become a newcomer to the organization..."

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"A new direct subordinate?" Mori Ogai sat on the sofa in the office, looking at the blond-haired, blue-eyed girl with supernatural powers who was eating a cake. There was a smile that was extremely pleasant and even a bit ferocious on the corner of his lips, but his voice was steady and harmonious. Usually there is no difference, "Of course, this is your privilege, Chuya-kun. I also welcome newcomers who can be recognized by you as direct subordinates to join the organization-don't forget the induction gift."

After hanging up the phone, Mori Ogai smiled softly.

Then, the laughter gradually became wild and unrestrained, and the joy from the bottom of his heart made him as happy as if he had personally obtained a license to open a business from the farming chief of the Special Ability Special Service Division on a certain ship.

If he had the choice between obtaining a license for opening a business with a special ability or someone who could get a license for opening a business with a special ability at any time, he would definitely choose the latter.

Because that means that he can get more benefits that are equal to or exceed the value of the ability to open a license.

Betrayed his important cadres?

No, that's a love affair.

Mori Ogai felt that even if he was stuffed with dog food in front of the couple, he could swallow it without changing his face and then praised how delicious it was.

There is no other reason... Judging from the aspect he wants most, it is indeed too fragrant.

Mori Ogai happily picked up his little lolita and held it high and spun around in circles, and then was punched and kicked by Alice's dislike.

Zhong Ye hung up the phone with a look of disgust and confusion.

Only the familiar and delicious aroma of home-cooked meals in the air can make Maomao suppress the mood of stretching out its claws and beating people.

Zhong also took out a dark bathrobe from the closet. The oversized style encased him in a dark blue starry sky dotted with dark lines of silver threads that appeared like stars.

Just about to walk out of the bedroom, the red-haired young man suddenly stopped in his tracks, and then turned back to the closet with an uncomfortable expression, and changed out of the unsuitable bathrobe.

"...Tsk."

The dog man has already returned, so there is no need to use this kind of meal replacement.

Only by stealing your boyfriend's clothes will you feel at ease... This secret will follow you to death!It must not be exposed!

Mao Mao closed the closet door angrily, unaware that his man had already known this last night and was so excited that he thought of a few new poses that were not very friendly to Mao Mao's waist, and then practiced them on Mao Mao's body on the spot.

Zhong also walked to the semi-open kitchen bar and sat down, tapped the smooth countertop with his fingers as if ordering, and asked the black-haired man wearing an apron as a matter of course, "I'm hungry."

Although this "requirement" is tantamount to "acting like a baby" for men.

Then, in front of Maomao, was served hot fish ball soup, as well as small animal buns that were pinched beautifully and fluffed up when poked.

Zhong also picked up a kitten and took a bite. It tasted like corn with bean paste filling, sweet and soft, quite healing.

"I just told Mr. Sen that I want you to be my direct subordinate."

Zhong also put down the steamed buns and scooped up some fish ball soup with a spoon—it tasted like fish soup that had been boiled for a long time.

Take a bite of the fish balls, they are delicious and chewy. They are definitely pinched by a man himself.

Maomao felt the warmth of his stomach and snorted in satisfaction.

"Did you tell Mr. Mori your name?"

"No, I just said that I found a direct subordinate." Zhong also glanced at the figure of the man, then continued to enjoy his food with his head down, "Why, are you planning to get a new identity?"

"It's not impossible, but it's not necessary." The man put a plate of fried steak in front of Maomao, "I will be wherever you are in the future, even if you don't want to be a professor."

Chuya's hand that was about to cut the steak with the knife paused.

He thought of the first time he met the man. At that time, he felt for a long time that the other party was a gentle scum, a sexy professor...Of course, it is also very seductive now, especially in bed-it is undeniable that when the other party is serious about sucking cats, no matter what Whether it is the sound or the clingy appearance, it is extremely sexy and seductive.

cough.

"That's it."

Zhong also didn't say "you don't have to give up your apparent identity for me", after all, men are always stubborn and pure in loving him, which is also the most important reason why he has been attracted willingly.

Moreover, what the other party has decided... At first, he was also worried about some idiot's sacrifice factor, but now it seems that everything is within the other party's expectations, so there is no need to think about it, all he needs to consider is whether he can accept the other party's arrangement That's fine.

This kind of trust and dependence mentality is like thinking that men are omnipotent-how can someone be omnipotent?But there are such geniuses in the world.

Nakaya himself is standing on the top floor of supernatural beings, his former partner is a walking black mud holy grail, and his boss is a humanoid black mud who does everything for his own benefit. On the basis of the two, he meets the legendary magician Herbal Salt. Zhong also has begun to have the misunderstanding that the level limit of this world has been inflated and raised, and he has even begun to think that many people are simply unbelievably stupid.

... He's not stupid, he's just too lazy to use his brain!

Why do you have to use your brain when you have a universal think tank by your side?Isn't it delicious to pet a dog?

If Osamu Dazai was here, he would probably laugh at "the little black dwarf finally became a coat rack with an empty brain. Love is really a blind and stupid thing", but unfortunately, there is only one pure and innocent person here. cat lovers.

Correction is pure love for Chinese people.

If the wife thinks so, then he will definitely fulfill her wish

After all, it is not a difficult task, he is very happy and happy that he can bring satisfaction to Mao Mao.

Whether it's body, mind, or business money.

If you like someone, you will want to fulfill the other person's wish, and then present a small surprise, and use the other person's smile to satisfy the love in your heart.

And if the other party loves him, then there is no need to have any hesitation.

The man poked his head and licked the sauce off the corners of the cat's lips.

"It tastes good?"

Maomao is obviously no longer blushing for such a simple tease, but she still likes the closeness of men very much.

So he raised the cut beef on the fork and stuffed it into the dog man's mouth.

Then he took away a large plate of fragrant roasted pork belly that was placed in the man's hand without losing money.

"I have no doubts that Chief Sen wants you to work for the organization." Zhong also dipped in a special barbecue sauce, wrapped in scallop pancakes and ate his voice indistinctly, "But your identity as an illusionist can no longer be used Right? Or even mesmers can't prove you're the one?"

"Of course, occupation and ability can't prove anything, especially a popular occupation like illusionist—"

Chu also glanced at the black-haired man strangely, "Public occupation? I have only seen Ryan so far."

"There are many in Italy. Most of the fog attributes are illusionists. However, many illusionists will quietly hide their identities when facing ordinary people, and quickly run away after completing the task-most of their physical skills are not how good."

The corners of Chuya's lips twitched, obviously thinking of his dark history of losing to this guy in physical strength.

Regrettably, this black history seems to extend until his death.

Zhong Yuanzhong also didn't think that apart from death, there would be nothing that could separate him from his dog.

Apparently, Herb Salt thinks the same way.

Although he can use the undead spell to summon Chuya again, it is no longer his fresh Chuya - he does not deny that he will kiss the other party's skeleton, but he prefers the living Chuya.

As long as it is a living being, it will pursue life rather than death. This is instinct, and there is no need to disobey it.

"But I really don't intend to use the identity of an illusionist." Herb Shio smiled while leaning on the sink, his black eyes reflected the young man with red hair, as if only this person was allowed in the dark and deep universe shining with the light of stars As affectionate and sincere, "What do you think of the identity of a hypnotist?"

"hypnotist?"

"Yes, that kind of ability that can hypnotize the other party with a single line of sight, so that the other party has to recruit all the information." The man bent his lips cunningly and innocently, "This also explains the intelligence system of the former Hell Tequila. The exact reason is huge—because he is a hypnotist."

Chuya's expression was blank for a moment, and he let out a soft hiss, but he was not too surprised to lose his composure in front of the man, "Hey, you are not really a hypnotist, are you?"

"Wait, when did you awaken your illusionist ability and temperature control ability?"

"21 is old."

The man's understatement and conniving appearance made Zhong also have a ridiculous guess, "You...how much ability have you awakened?!"

Herb Salt smiled gently, as if applauding her cat for finally realizing this important issue.

"Illusionists are misty existences, Chuya."

The man took Mao Mao's slender and beautiful hand with snow-white joints, and stroked the thin calluses and some scars that hadn't faded--Chuya had a special constitution, probably because a container containing powerful power always had the ability to repair itself. As for being broken like a glass and then cracked, Nakaya, as a container for the energy block called "Rage God" by humans, his self-recovery ability is of course extremely amazing.

This is also the reason why he secretly nourishes the cat's body every time he massages the cat without being noticed.

At this time, in front of Maomao, he stroked the scar on the other's wrist that was barely visible.

In Zhong Ye's eyes, where the man's fingertips stroked, the scars completely disappeared.

Chuya opened his eyes wide in shock!

"Then, guess what." The man asked an interesting question as if he was playing a joke, his eyes looked directly at his cat, as if he was joking but also hinting at something seriously.

"what?"

Zhong Ye was almost sucked into the unknown abyss by those pitch-black eyes.

"Guess, is this a healing technique or an illusion technique, Chuya?"