Shirase, the leader of the Yokohama Supernatural Group

I looked at Nakaya who was eating deliciously with great relief, and the latter turned around and taught me who had stopped chopsticks, "Don't be picky eaters, Shirase."

In order to achieve the effect that I no longer listen to the left ear and the right ear, Zhongya even deliberately lowered his voice to intimidate me, "Picky eaters tend not to grow taller."

"No." I replied decisively and confidently.After all, in my previous life, I loved to eat or not, so I would still grow to be 1.7 meters five.

Chuya, who was completely helpless to me, sighed faintly, then handed me a glass of milk intimately, signaling that I was a hunk and fucked it.

I moved the milk back to Zhongye without hesitation, and decisively refused the milk that smelled like milk, "I won't drink it." I made a gesture of the subtle height difference between me and Zhongye, and started to talk He coaxed Zhongye with interest, "Zhongye drink. Drink more milk to grow taller."

Zhong also took the milk and suffocated it in one gulp.Holding the empty milk glass, he proudly showed me, "I will definitely grow taller than the picky eater Shirase in the future."

After finishing speaking, Zhong also took advantage of the situation and gestured at his imaginary height.

I calculated the height of Zhong Ye's gestures, and I deeply felt that the cub was very dreamy.

"Two meters are good, two meters are wonderful, and two meters make Zhong also croak." In order to avoid hitting Zhongye's expectations for his ideal height in the future, I praised him cooperatively.

Nakaya repeated and confirmed his dream in a low voice, "Anyway, I must be taller than Shirase." Nakaya nodded as he said, secretly watching my face.

Relying on the slightly taller height difference than Zhong Ye, I reached out and touched his head, and lifted his bangs directly.

"...Okay..." It's not a big deal.On the contrary, Chuya's hairline was compared with mine, and I suddenly realized that I was only a little away from being bald.

The good boy also reassured me, "Don't worry, Shirase, the hair will grow back."

"Yes, there will always be on the ground." I answered helplessly.

It's gold that always shines, it's hair that always falls out.

***

I followed Dazai Osamu for a long time, and finally couldn't help but grabbed the clothes of the person in front of me. "Don't tell me, you forgot your way home." I said viciously, without offending Osamu Dazai.

Dazai still had that smile on his face.Even through the bandages, I can still clearly feel that this guy is laughing at me for not discovering the truth about being slipped away by him until now.

"Shirase-kun, don't be impatient." Osamu Dazai spoke calmly, and lifted my unceremonious hand away lightly and easily.

I firmly believe in the principle of working hard to produce miracles, and stick to the collar of Osamu Dazai.

"Go forward and you will reach your destination." Osamu Dazai told me in a compromised tone.

I half-believingly let go of my hand, signaling him to continue to be a quiet guide.There is some reason why Osamu Dazai was asked to turn off the mic. After the other party turned on the mic, he seemed to be chatting with each other, but he was not (crossed out), although I probably thought he was too noisy.

The huge neon lights in front of the door flashed colorfully, shining on the road.

I pointed to the name of the bar and raised my clenched fist defiantly, "Explain."

"Did I forget to give the money because I was drunk?" Osamu Dazai said innocently.

But this has something to do with me?

When I was about to implement the idea of ​​exercising after meals without any reason, Dazai Osamu added, "My card is in your place."

"No." I refuted Osamu Dazai's statement righteously, and took it for granted, "That's my card."

"..." The other party looked at me incredulously, looking as if he had lost face.

A suspected clerk appeared in the bar. He greeted Osamu Dazai with ease and politely asked him if he came to pay the bill.

"Originally it was." Osamu Dazai admitted, and turned the topic to blame me, "Unfortunately my card was taken away by Shirase-kun."

The clerk stared at me.

"Why don't we go in and have a drink, Shirase-kun? Maybe you'll want to pay the bill while you're drinking." Osamu Dazai suggested enthusiastically.

I broke the stage unceremoniously, "I strictly abide by the rule of underage drinking." By the way, I asked the poor Dazai Osamu, "Besides, are you treating me?"

Obviously, the word "treat" I refer to includes the complete process of his treat and his payment.Instead, it is impossible for him to treat guests and me to pay for them.

To my surprise, Osamu Dazai nodded in agreement, and his left hand miraculously pulled out a wad of money from his trouser pocket.

Since there was a big treat, I unceremoniously followed in.

Sitting at the long bar counter, Osamu Dazai shook the glass full of ice cubes.The crisp sound of ice hitting the wall was covered by his words.

"Shirose-kun, don't you don't drink alcohol?" Osamu Dazai waited for my slap reply with great interest.

I admitted without batting an eyelid, "That's right."

"Here's a glass of juice. He pays the bill." I snapped my fingers neatly, motioned to the clerk, and pointed to Osamu Dazai beside me by the way.

"Then I'd like a glass of dishwashing liquid mixed with sea salt." Osamu Dazai opened his mind like a switch on a glass and let himself go, matching dark drinks by himself.

When the clerk refused, Osamu Dazai lowered his head in frustration.

"Shirase-kun." Dazai Osamu whispered my name softly.

Considering that he was the one I took advantage of tonight, I cooperated with Osamu Dazai and let out a hum.

"Why..." The other party seemed to be struggling with the next wording, and paused for a while, "Can you tell me."

Just when I thought that the serious Osamu Dazai would ask some questions, and thinking about his contribution tonight, I was about to answer, he gave me a complete sentence——

"How did you succeed in cultivating the thickness of your skin?" Osamu Dazai stared straight at me with one eye exposed outside the bandage.

I was not so angry that I was teased, but I looked back at the other party calmly, "Want to know?"

Obtaining an inexplicable smile from the corner of Dazai Osamu's lips, "I think so."

"I really want to." After finishing speaking, Osamu Dazai even nodded vigorously to express the intensity of his curiosity.

Without hesitation, I put my hand in front of Dazai Osamu.

"Give money."

"It's up to you to learn. If there is no effect, the goods will not be refunded."

Considering that the thickness of the other party's skin is no different from mine, I immediately added, "Don't be afraid, as a teacher, I believe that you must be better than blue." The tuition fee has not been paid, and I have already started the first step of teaching up.

"As a teacher, I still have full trust in the thickness of your face."