Shirase, the leader of the Yokohama Supernatural Group

Dr. Hannibal is always good at conquering others with his charisma. As far as I know, except for Dr. Mori, Dazai, and me who don’t accept his routine, most of them are full of praise for him.

Dr. Mori spread his arms wide and looked at Alice dotingly, who was muttering about Dazai's crimes, and slowly refuted the loli//accusation title I put on him.

He said, "I am still different from the other party."

Is Dr. Sen referring to the essence of Alice and Misha?

False, all virtual come true.The common enemy of the two cannot avoid the innocent Dazai.

Or is it implying that he is not the same type of black clay as Dr. Hannibal?

Just like me and Dazai, I feel that I am much more normal than Dazai.

Alice avoided Dazai who was weighing the medicine bottle in front of the cupboard, and ran towards me.She hid her hands behind her back, showing a slight sense of shyness, deliberately avoiding Dazai's eyes and ears before speaking out, and motioned me to cooperate with her, so that her whispered words could reach my ears perfectly.

I readily agreed, and did so without error.

"Shirose-chan, when will you bring your old goat companion? Alice has prepared a more suitable little dress for him." Alice proposed with great interest, her sapphire eyes fluttering.

In order to avoid my misunderstanding, Alice sweetly added details, "Well, it's the orange-haired boy who threw Dazai into the trash can."

Dress it up.

How long has Dr. Sen been greedy for my Chuya Zaizai?

So much so that Alice was sent to signal me overtly and secretly.

On the one hand, I couldn't help feeling that I was not far from the leader's festival.

The long-eyed Dazai complained first, "Is Alice already a fan? Is she no longer the number one fan of me and Shirase-chan CP?"

You can simply say that Dr. Mori is the president of the support club of the magical girl Shirase-chan, anyway, the degree of outrageousness is the same as the unreliable.

As soon as the words fell, Dazai threw the medicine bottle straight into the air again, and the latter dropped the only one tablet just right, and it fell perfectly into his throat.

After Dazai swallowed the pill, he lamented slowly, "It actually tastes like Shirase."

Combined with Dazai's description of me before, I have to show a subtle expression.What kind of strange-tasting dark pill is that?I noticed curiously the empty medicine bottle that fell to the ground, with the words [brain fragments] prominently written on it.

"Dazai, you really know how to prescribe the right medicine." As expected of a famous teacher who gave birth to an outstanding student, Dr. Mori's beloved student.I cast my eyes on Dr. Sen with great admiration, although the latter reluctantly accepted my praise.

Alice, who was interrupted, suppressed her small thoughts, turned into a curious baby, and asked Dazai, "What does Shirase smell like?"

Dazai casually picked up the empty bottle, and uncovered the correct answer behind the brain fragment, "It's actually vitamin C, no wonder it's sweet and sour." He remembered Alice's question slowly, and mechanically turned his head to talk to Alice. Si looked at each other.

"Sweet and sour Shirase."

"Every time I get under the covers, I can smell him clearly."

"..." I was silent for a few seconds, hell, I couldn't help defending my innocence, "That's the smell of shower gel." I explained to Alice seriously.

trust me.

My sincere eyes did not touch Alice's heart, but made her laugh like a clucking hen, "It's really sweet."

Dr. Sen, you can't kill the immature flower of my motherland in advance just because your son can't get a partner.

This is not pulling people to match, this is pulling people to hell.

I don't have the compassionate heart to go to hell if I don't.

****

Thanks to Dr. Hannibal, he poured a lot of ecstasy soup into the leader, which is comparable to the special effect of blowing pillow wind. He immediately coaxed the leader into exhilaration, and actually made Dazai and I take a rocket to the sky.

"What do you want to do?" I couldn't help but intercept Dr. Hannibal.

I don't have the idea of ​​being good-looking if I get a cheap one, it's just that the other party's motives are hard to fathom.

"Misha likes you very much." Doctor Hannibal put away the documents on the table and gave reasons.

It's normal for objects to have emotions for their creator, not to mention the effort I've expended on her that would kill me.Even with the support of Zhongye's guardian buff, I am safe and sound.

Compared to Misha, I am more willing to believe that Doctor Hannibal just prefers that the water in the port of Mafia is a little more muddy.His bad taste is not ordinary bad.

"It would be nice to look at fresh and energetic young people when you are old and frail." Dr. Hannibal sighed inexplicably.

However, how did Doctor Hannibal determine that Dazai and I fit the three words of vitality?

Is it because my posture is graceful enough when slaughtering?Or Dazai's nimble hands and feet and amazing jumping ability when dodging?

Dr. Hannibal was shocked by my description. After he burst out laughing, he suggested with a responsible attitude that I should play more with normal people, which would help my recovery.

You see, even professional doctors do not support the statement that Dazai is a normal person.

I almost blurted out and asked Dr. Hannibal whether my condition is serious or Dazai's is more serious?

Wait, why am I competing with Dazai on this?I announce that Dazai has won the title of the number one sick person this time.The applause was warmly given to him, hoping that Dazai would get seriously ill soon.

Interrupting my chat with Dr. Hannibal was Dazai who came in openly after knocking on the door. He turned his eyes and greeted Dr. Hannibal with ease.

His expression was a little weird.

From Dazai's expression, I unexpectedly figured out his obvious dislike for Dr. Hannibal, which rarely surprised me.

"Then, I'll take my Shirase away first." Dazai's tone was faintly declaring sovereignty, which made me puzzled, and I felt that he was like a thoughtless little black cat, looking towards The vicious dogs clamored to fight.

"You don't look right." I chose to ask Dazai straight to the point.He hung his head and told me, "Eat well, tonight."

Realizing that something physically draining seemed to be about to happen, I agreed with a smile on my face.

I casually said, "I should wear black."

It's white with blood, it's too bright.

Who made the immediate boss think that I look good in white, like a spirited guy.My arms still couldn't hold my thighs, so I listened to the leader's advice from the heart and understanding, and changed into a white suit.

One black and one white accompany the leader, just like black and white impermanence who come out at night to harvest souls.

While Dazai was sent away to find Dr. Mori, the leader motioned me to bow my head, he had something to say.

"Don't trust Dazai's sweet tongue too much." The leader patted my hand lightly and told me in an admonishing gesture.Seeing that I didn't know why, he couldn't help but continued, "Although he now shows that he likes you very much..."

"Hey, you kid is too honest."

There are too many slots, and I was speechless for a while and missed the best time to defend.

Not to mention whether I can be classified as an honest person.

Why do they assume that I have an affair with Dazai! ?Obviously the two of us are still at the age of elementary school chickens!Are you afraid of being broken by your parents when you fall in love at this stage?

Oh, the two of us have no parents, only Dr. Sen, an unusually unreliable guardian in name.

"I'm only 12 years old." I weakly refuted the leader who seemed to be having a paternal love attack, and told him my false age.

The leader nodded, "Yes, you are still young."

"It can be changed." The leader's every wrinkle is full of loving feelings.

It can be said that it has a soul.

"The bad thing is that Dazai can't beat you, otherwise I always feel that Shirase will suffer." The leader thoughtfully recalled the scene where I held Dazai down in front of him. Tell me about being kicked out of bed by me.

Damn, the me that night was just jio with my own thoughts.

Who made Dazai mess around.I'm in a frantic dumping mode.

The leader said hesitantly, he had heard the rumors below.Dazai was very close to a red-haired woman, and the two behaved ambiguously, reaching the state of hugging each other's waist at one point.

He has red hair, is about the same height as Dazai, has fair skin, and speaks in a cloyingly sweet tone.Isn't this just the portrayal of my women's clothing?

It's not that I don't have it, it's that Dazai messed up.

You can't talk about people during the day, and you can't talk about killing at night.Dazai came slowly together with his old father.

Tonight's prelude is about to kick off.

I looked at Dazai calmly, and he smiled back at me.

In the heartbroken gaze of the leader, and the look of his own cabbage being crushed by the pig, I felt that the leader might have misunderstood. After he talked with me, I stuck to Dazai and ignored the leader's words.

It is hard to express the thousands of emotions in my heart.

Dr. Sen perfectly avoided the buff that the villain died from talking too much. He picked up the stethoscope and walked forward, pretending to be auscultating the leader, and then caught off guard and made a big move.

Before the astonishment in the leader's eyebrows could be fully reflected on his face, Dazai very politely covered the leader's lips, which were trying to ask for help.

Don't do it again and again.

A little moved, but he knew that I was just a condiment for him to take care of his body, teasing him like a cat for nothing, and saying the truth is just a casual talk when he has nothing to do.

Happy Memorial Day, dear leader.

I was indifferent to death, just staring at the leader's death, and stepped forward to close his eyes with some obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Dr. Sen let out a low chuckle of contentment, celebrating his fulfillment.I was not touched.

So far, nothing like the comic books.

The next strategy game is the highlight. Thinking about it this way, I finally showed an expectant smile appropriate to the occasion.

Dazai seemed to have misunderstood the meaning of my smile, but he brought the blood-spattered face close to him, and muttered aggrievedly, "I'm dirty, what should I do, Shirase?"

I'm not your mother, am I obligated to take the three-year-old Zai Zai to the bath?

Good guy, just rubbed my clothes as a towel, and obediently watched the compliments waiting for me.

"Boss, it's time for your [brain fragments] to be restocked." I turned my head and avoided Dazai calmly, and chose to leave the problem child to the other party's guardian.

Dr. Sen dodged that it was too early.

With the testimony of the two younger generations who were closest to me and Dazai, the two leaders, the storm will be much smaller, and the rest is nothing but benefits.

If my guess is correct, Sister Hongye should have boarded Dr. Mori's thief ship as soon as possible, right?Otherwise, she wouldn't look up to me again through Misha's charm, right?

People who obviously have no feelings for me, after getting in touch with Misha, invariably have a certain liking for the gentle big brother I described in Misha's mouth.

For the time being, I attribute it to Misha's ability.