The strongest working girl in Yokohama

"Disqualification in the World" is a novel that is very gentle and healing in the eyes of Nanazi, but depressing and depressing in the eyes of more people.

Even so, liking is liking.

Nanazi was holding the physical book "Disqualification in the World" ordered from the Government Library of Time, lovingly stroking the hard cover of the cloth texture.

The book was ordered and mailed by Shizheng directly after purchasing the article and selecting a custom book cover—the price of ordinary literature books is not high, and the E-level tasks that Nanazi had done before were enough for her to buy a favorite book first. Quenching.

Nanazi was wearing a long sleeveless nightgown, leaning against the bed and holding a book, reading silently, her eyes were full of stars.

Lilith adjusted the bedside night light for her master, and there was a knock on the bedroom door.

It was Mikami Tsukimune holding warm milk.

"Please rest early, the main hall."

The beauty under the lamp is gentle and hazy, hard to refuse.

Nanazi has always been hard to resist the kindness of others - especially those who she has enclosed in her own territory.

"Thank you." The girl obediently picked up the cup and gulped down the warm milk, got up and ran to the bathroom that came with the bedroom, "I'll go to bed after brushing my teeth! Sanriyue also go to bed early, good night!"

"Yes, the main hall."

Hei Xinyue, a demented old man who has figured out the best way to increase the favorability of his master, has completely adapted to the harmless and caring Bai Yueguang's character design, but he still doesn't know that the mace he once chopped off has returned. For peace of mind, he started his plundering plan of boiling Nana in warm water.

Lilith, who saw through everything, stuffed the empty milk cup to Sanriyue, and left with a cold face: "Remember to wash the cup, if you really want to help, come clean the house."

The smile on Sanriyue's face was not messed up at all: "Grandpa, I'm not good at housework at all, I'm really sorry, Your Highness Lilith."

Lilith showed a pitiful sneer, like a proud and elegant black cat, without looking back, she grabbed Sanriyue's back collar with her backhand, and with a force that the other party could not resist, forcibly pulled the male blade who was staying in the master's boudoir. Towed away.

Mikazuki: ...the maid's strength is so terrifying, I can't help but think of the fiery moonlit night when the master almost smashed the knife a few days ago_(:з」∠)_

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Nanazi put "No Place in the World" beside her pillow, and fell asleep happily and refreshedly.

Probably because she was able to study in a large circular library with golden gears on the roof since she was a child, and she clearly understood that she was dreaming. Nanako often realized that she was dreaming in her dreams.

So when the feeling of being able to obtain certain aspects of intelligence information but unable to see the whole picture of the surrounding environment, and even having difficulty fully controlling her own words and deeds appeared, she understood——

This is a dream.

In front of her was a drawing board, painted with Western paintings that made her want to frown, without aura or art at all.

This person has no talent for drawing, does he?This kind of thinking is a bit disrespectful, but Nanazi, a painter who was a genius in the Renaissance period, subconsciously gave such a sharp and true judgment.

Of course, it was her courtesy to keep silent.

The students in the studio wore all kinds of old-fashioned uniforms, as if they were from different colleges and universities in the old days, discussing various things vigorously.

What about the beauties at the school, how about the women at the izakaya in Hanamachi, what is the news about the owner of this school...

——It turns out that this is a painting school.

——By the way, do these adolescent male students only have women in their heads?

"Yo." Someone patted her shoulder lightly, approached her and lowered her voice, asking anxiously and expectantly like a thief, "Are you still going to Horaicho today, Horiki?"

Horiki?

Nanazi lowered her head to catch a glimpse of the man's uniform on her body, and only then realized that she had turned into a man.

There is nothing special about becoming a man in a dream.

His eyes glanced at the nameplate on the side of the drawing board, and the name "Masao Horiki" was indeed written on it.

Wait... Masao Horiki?

Wasn't that the culprit that the hero Oba Yezo met in high school and caused him to completely degenerate, addicted to women, drunk, money crisis and even participated in certain activities?

In other words, the one who is patting her shoulder right now may be...!

Nanazi's heart was beating wildly, pretending to be calm, she looked back slowly.

It was a handsome and cute young boy with red hair, golden eyes, wandering eyes, slightly red face, and wearing a uniform of the same style as a slim man.

——Sensei Dazai when he was young! ! !

In Nanako's heart, Oba Yozo is almost Dazai Osamu himself!

This kind of surprise of dreaming about idols...she can turn on the beauty filter to level [-] for the other party! ! !

But this body is beyond Nanazi's control.

She heard the voice of a man who was a little impatient and teased maliciously.

"Why, have you become obsessed so quickly? You're such an amazing guy. All the women in Horai Town are obsessed with you." The man also lowered his voice, hooking the neck of the beautiful boy like a cherry, " Of course, I'll go with you—if you'll lend me five yen."

The excitement in Nanazi's heart, like a volcanic eruption, instantly condensed into lava ice in the North Pole.

She likes "Disqualification in the World", and was moved and healed by the tenderness of Oba Yozo, who is not suitable for living in the world, struggling to be a normal person, and will not hurt others even if it is hard to survive.Ridiculously touched, right?Because she also realized that she was a child who didn't know how to survive in the world, couldn't understand the rules of survival, and was at a loss to survive.

The difference is that she has "power" - the power to hurt others, plunder and trample the "weak".

But she did not choose to resist fiercely, but closed herself silently.

That "good boy like a god" always existed in her heart, and at the same time let her know the way to avoid that path of depravity—Oba Yezo, who has been chasing a good result unintentionally or intentionally all his life, But forever on the path of tragedy.

——Is that the wrong life?

—Nobody should judge someone else's life of struggle.

However, now she has begun to know that true friends are by her side, and even if she doesn't understand the feelings of ordinary people, she can understand the rules of society and live well.

Since this is just a dream...

A certain thought burned fiercely in Nanazi's heart.

She took away the right to control the body of "Masao Horiki" at that moment, and blocked Ohba Yezou's flustered movement of pulling out five yuan coins with her palm.

"Horiki?"

"Compared to five yuan, I suddenly thought that my family will check my homework in the painting school." Nanazi lied, "Dating, I don't have any other close friends, why don't you take a look at my homework first?" Let's draw."

"Daba Yezang" looked at his "friend" in surprise.

Nanazi withdrew her overly friendly aura, and narrowed her eyes pretending to be displeased, with a hint of threat: "Is it strange?"

Ohba Yozou was taken aback, and he threw away the terrible thought of "Horiki is no longer Horiki" that he had just now, so he had no choice but to agree, with a smirk to ease the atmosphere: "I didn't expect Horiki to worry about you." This kind of thing."

Nanazi showed an acting skill of 12 points, endured the pain in her heart, and arrogantly cast a sideways glance at her lovely literary idol, who she wished to rush to hug and stick to, and said indifferently, "Do you think I am worldly? The schoolwork has dealt with the parents and the people around you, so you can do what you like more freely, isn't it?"

She thought she was crazy.

Because this is a dream, she wants to slowly change Ohba Yozo—or Mr. Dazai's repressed and depraved nature and his flattering personality.

She must be crazy.

In the dream, she wore the shell of Horiki Masao, and occasionally let the original owner go online and take Oba Yozo to those unscrupulous places to maintain the character, and more often discussed with him about schoolwork, hinted at the future, painted together, and even When the end of the semester was approaching, he took the young master of the big family who wanted to escape from the pain, and frantically reviewed at his house.

She is not ignorant of humans.Having seen all kinds of life experiences, she knows all kinds of situations that may arise in life, but it is difficult for her to "empathize".

Even so, from the standpoint of a friend, it is more than enough to fool a coward who is afraid of human beings simply because he does not understand the complicated rules of getting along with human society.

The court also thought about resisting.

But as long as she behaves a little stronger, the other party will immediately persuade her to give up and let her manipulate her——

It's just that Masao Horiki arranged for him to borrow money to go to Huajie before, and Nanako arranged for him to endorse books and paint.

Since it is doomed to a tragic fate, why not study together—right, Mr. Dazai?

Nanazi was full of guilt, but also extremely high-spirited, she couldn't stop such happy devilish behavior at all.

She doesn't think it's correct to "deny Osamu Dazai's works".

She simply wanted to see different results while dreaming.

With the mood of "I'm very sorry for ruining Mr. Dazai's work", I tasted the love of bullying a beautiful boy while oppressing the cherry boy to study forcibly. Dou Shaking S is happy.

Oba Yozo is not as indulgent as the original book, but it is not clear whether the life in the original book is more painful or the life of being forced to become an elite is more painful... In short, he and Horiki graduated as honors students, and even got Letters of praise from family members and a large bonus.Daba's father said that he was proud of Ye Zang and hoped that he would continue to work hard and enter the political circle where his family belonged as soon as possible.

Nanako has long been used to freely entering and leaving the big family's house that was used for Ye Zang's high school. Even after hearing that her best friend, a top student, had indelibly helped Ye Zang's excellent grades, she He also received a sum of thanks from Oba's father.

"Is this your purpose, Horiki?" The beautiful boy with red face rushed forward to hit someone in a rage, "For such a small amount of money, I was forced to spend such a painful high school time!"

That is to say, Nana is spoiled by him, and the frail cotton boy who was willing to be a clown and only had to look at other people's faces to please him in everything he did, turned into this lively and bold madman who dared to beep beep and act like a baby with her.

Nana snorted coldly, and easily threw the young master over his shoulder onto the carpet in the living room—then stepped on it unceremoniously while the other was covering his face and weeping and howling.

The old housekeeper and his wife in the living room watched their eyes and noses, and they were used to the scene of teenagers fighting.

"Horiki, are you really Horiki?" Ye Zang, who was stepped on and rolled on the carpet with useless feet, and cried from real to fake, suddenly collapsed, and his golden eyes stared straight at him. Looking at his best friend who is handsome and handsome, a top student who is popular both inside and outside of school, "I always feel...you shouldn't be like this, and I shouldn't be like this."

Of course Nanazi knew it shouldn't be like this, so she just asked him: "Then what do you think it should be like?"

The gate of the house was knocked and violently kicked open!

"Of course Dazai can't be such a person!"

"That guy will actually become a social elite? It's ridiculous--social elite Dazai Osamu, besides Peach Blossom Boy, you can have a new nickname hahaha hiccup!"

"It can be seen from this that the intruders really spent all their money this time, and they were able to turn that Dazai into an independent existence with excellent character and learning... It's really scary."

The smoke and dust cleared, and three figures in different clothes that did not look like ordinary people emerged.

A man with black hair and golden red eyes with a single braid hanging down his chest.

A man with short blue hair wearing brown sunglasses.

A man with short blond hair and a black hat.

They carried weapons such as hidden weapons, short knives and double guns in their hands, and they appeared on the stage with a murderous aura of different heights.

"Dazai, how long are you going to lie there!"

"Do you remember who you are!"

"Hurry up and get away from that senior corroder!"

Corruptor... where?

Nanazi suddenly heard this vaguely impressionable word, and instinctively felt that it was not a good thing. She subconsciously hid in front of Oba Ye, whom she had always regarded as "Dazai Osamu", and looked around blankly.

Then he was attacked by the thrown dagger Kunai and guns.

Nana quickly picked up the little prince Cherry and rolled on the spot to avoid the three long-range attacks, her pupils trembled.

"Damn it, you actually took hostages!"

"Peach Blossom bastard, what the hell are you doing!"

Relying on Masao Horiki's stature, Nanako was holding Cherry Zaizai firmly in her arms, her eyes met with each other in a bewildered manner.

"Hey, hey, the attack is coming again, quickly dodge, Horiki!"

The little cherry prince decisively hugged his best friend who felt overwhelmed with security.

The three of them, Sakunosuke Oda, Chuya Nakahara, and Ango Sakaguchi, came in to try to save a certain Sakurazai: ...

#This slaughter can’t be saved, let’s just chop it together#

#The same as the rogue sent recruit deadly is what enmity#

#中也你Why do you still carry a wine bottle when you fight#

A dream secretary Nana who has no self-awareness as an alchemist and thinks that she is dreaming, so she is working hard to do the work of the corroder: ...

#WanWanWanWanWouldn’t Think, The First Meeting Was So Exciting#

——Battle writer, why did you beat up the secretary online?Is this the annihilation of humanity or the loss of morality?Please let us stay tuned for tomorrow's report.

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Preview of the next episode: Sacrifice for Love and Double Killer Shura Field.

Although the current progress of "Writer Heroes and Alchemists" is also "Disqualification in the World", Nanazi is taking another route of erosion that I can't say whether it is more terrifying...

Nanazi: As a secretary, I am extremely sorry to appear as an intruder.

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Cherry Zazai: Hey QAQ! ! !

Tweet a friend's text! ! !Super funny and cute!The writing is good and the taste is good! ! !Hurry up and collect her hehehe! ! !

"But what did Guardian Sweetheart do wrong" by: Yan Yan

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Kazuhiko Moritani, male, 17 years old, a time traveler, a world-class phantom thief, and an associate cadre of a well-known brewery.

At this moment, I found that I was held in the palm of my hand by a kid in a black suit with a bandage on his right eye and looked at him strangely.

"Dazai, what are you looking at?"

"Huh? I gave birth to an egg~"

Kazuhiko Moritani looked at the common sense stuffed into his head, and wanted to pick up the AKM for a moment and suddenly jumped into the world.

Knock in the mother heard it!Knock in mom!He is the majestic ghost thief Noah, a quasi-cadre of the transnational black-clothed organization, why would he dress up as Dazai Osamu's guardian!protect!sweet!Heart!

感谢在2020-07-0622:05:19~2020-07-0723:58:43期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Xiaosu 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 9 bottles of Dome; 3 bottles of barley; 2 bottles of house;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!