Yokohama Cadre Nakahara March

Madge lying on the blue bed, her long satin-like purple hair was pulled up in front of her body, revealing her smooth back, her elbows were propped on the soft bed, her slender and flexible waistline was pressed down, and her spine was slightly Concave, on the back waist is a ferocious twelve-legged spider, and on the belly of the colorful spider is the wanton number 3.

Miura Haru was amazed and carefully reached out to touch the tattoo on Ma Qi's waist, "Ma Qi sauce, doesn't this hurt?"

To be honest, Haru Miura doesn't like bugs, and neither do spiders.

But the spider tattoo entrenched on Madge's lower back, she finds it sexy, weird and dazzling, making people feel dangerous just looking at it, but they can't help but explore it.

"This has been around for a long time," Marche's expression paused, "and it's not tattooed."

It's a spider tattoo that Kuroro got from unknown where to get a mind ability, which can guarantee that the members of the Phantom Troupe will not betray.

It's a pity that Hisoka got a fake skin at the time and got away with it, so the principle of not being betrayed didn't work on him.

But it is also because the spider tattoo of the Phantom Brigade is not tattooed, so it will not deform as the body grows, let alone fade.

This is probably the best guarantee that they will not betray each other for those members of the regiment who have come back to life in another world.

Madge tilted her head, her hair rubbed against her neck, and fell into the underwear wrapped around her chest, "Have you seen it? Can I put my clothes on?"

The cold and charming girl lay on the bed and tilted her head to look at Haru Miura, her transparent cat eyes were slightly upturned, and even a slight glance was full of infinite charm.

"Hmm!" Miura Haru held his cheeks in his hands, blushing on his cheeks, and lowered his head to answer vaguely.

Madge sauce is not only beautiful, but also has a good figure.

When Ma Qi danced with the belt before, she found that Ma Qi's legs were super beautiful.

Supporting his body with his arms, Ma Qi reached out to grab the sweater that had just been thrown on the bed, and draped it over his body with a backhand.

"Knock knock—" There was a knock on the door of the room.

"March? Wake up, I'm coming in." Chuya Chuya's voice came from outside the door, following his words.

Just as the door was pushed open a crack, Miura Haru quickly picked up the small medicine box that had just been placed on his lap, and slammed it on the door, "Pervert!"

Chuya Nakahara, who had just pushed the door open and saw nothing, leaned back tactically, his cobalt blue eyes staring round.

If he had been hiding slower just now, his nose would have been slapped flat.

"Huh?" Zhongyuan Zhong also touched his nose with a confused face. He hadn't woken up just now, but now he was thrown behind closed doors, and he woke up instantly.

He didn't know what happened, but he heard a voice that wasn't Maggie's from inside just now, and he recognized it.

Just when Zhong Yuanzhong was also hesitating whether to go downstairs and wait for them to come down.

"Chuya, come in." March opened the door.

Sitting in the room was an angry Miura Haru, his light brown eyes widened, and he pointed at Nakahara Chuya righteously, "Hay! Even if you are Maggie-chan's boyfriend, you can't peek at her Change clothes!"

The ochre-haired boy looked bewildered, his cobalt blue eyes blinked twice in confusion, "Huh?"

"March was changing clothes just now, how could you open the door and come in without her permission!" Haru Miura yelled at Zhongya Nakahara indignantly.

Nakahara Nakaya, who finally understood the meaning of Miura Haru's words, turned his handsome and unruly face instantly flushed, and shouted back with lack of confidence, "I didn't see anything!"

His disdainful eyes looked straight at Zhongya Zhongyuan, "What else do you want to see?"

Zhong Yuan was also instantly speechless by her question.

The conscience of heaven and earth, he just woke up and saw the blanket on his body, thinking that Ma Qi should come down for a while.

But since he was not in the living room or other places, he should have returned to the room and was going to ask her to come down and go out for dinner together.

"Zhong also came to ask me to go out for dinner." Madge sighed softly, and raised his hand to touch the boy's drooping, slightly dull ochre-haired as if he had lost a battle.

The curly ocher hair has grown a lot longer compared to a year ago. I tied it with the hairband that Madge gave me and threw it in front of me. I am 19 years old and I am about to become an adult, but the man in the black suit Sometimes, it always makes people feel that he is still a teenager.

The high-spirited, rebellious youthful spirit has always been the most exciting thing in the Central Plains.

Madge knew that Zhongya Nakahara would occasionally drink and smoke with his subordinates after work, but for some reason he never seemed to smoke in front of her.

When it comes to drinking, apart from sweeping graves, she often received calls from Chuya's subordinates two and a half years ago, asking for help to control him.

They were not together at the time, and they hadn't noticed any signs of falling in love with each other.

Two and a half years ago, night.

The mission reports that belonged to Dazai Osamu were all pushed to Ma Qi, causing her to write Dazai Osamu after finishing her mission report.

Quickly write down concise and clear content with the hand holding the pen.

Madge closed the pen cap and breathed a sigh of relief, "Finally finished writing."

The mobile phone that was placed aside suddenly rang. Ma Qi picked it up and looked at the number. It was someone he didn't know.

With her elbow resting on the armrest and the pen spinning on her slender fingers, Madge casually picked up the phone, "This is Madge..."

Before he finished speaking, he was stunned by the ghosts and wolves on the other side of the phone. Ma Qi turned on the phone and put it on the desk in disgust.

With her toes pointing to the ground, the swivel chair turned her back lightly. Although she was not tall, she still had a beautiful body proportion. The girl with long legs crossed her legs and listened casually to the voice on the other end of the phone.

When you go back, why don't you go buy some oden?

Pike should have gone back a long time ago. No one has been arrested recently. Pike's interrogation team doesn't have to work overtime, but they leave work much earlier than her.

"Miss March, help us!!!!!!"

"Mr. Zhongyuan, ouch!!!!!!"

"Stop! No more smashing!!!!!!"

The pen stopped in his hand, and it broke into two pieces with a click, and the ink splashed on Madge's hand.

"You really deserve to be double black?" Ma Qi, who was just thinking about getting off work, broke the pen with an expression on his face, turned it back, and slapped the pen on the table heavily.

After Osamu Dazai tormented her, Chuya Nakahara came again, right?

The solid wood table was shot loudly, and the other end of the phone suddenly became quiet for a moment.

Not long after, the other side started howling again.

"Miss March, please help us!!!!!! We really can't control Mr. Zhongyuan!!!!"

"I heard from Mr. Zhongyuan that you once fought with him, and he praised you very much!!!!"

The other side was howling heart-piercingly, but March really wanted to leave it alone.

But thinking that both Dazai Osamu and Zhongyuan Zhong are quasi-cadres with a higher rank than her, she has no other choice but to be obedient and help out as a small middle-level.

Although Osamu Dazai did it on purpose, Nakahara was also unintentional.

But Ma Qi will hold grudges against anyone who disturbs her eating oden.

The oden restaurant has a very good business, and it will be closed when it is sold out, and there will be no one if it is late.

Madge took a deep breath, her high ponytail swaying behind her.

Reaching out to grab the coat, her purple eyes lowered, as if she had known Zhong Yuanzhong for so long.

How can I say that the friendship with Chuya Nakahara is still higher than that of an oden.

"Where are you? I'll go there now." March picked up the phone, turned off the speaker, and walked outside.

On the other side of the phone, Chuya's subordinates quickly reported the address of a bar.

Looking at the address of the bar, Madge raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect Chuya Nakahara and the others to like to drink in that kind of bar.

The bar where Chuya and the others are located is not under the name of the Port Mafia, but it is also under the control of a nearby big force, but these are not the reasons why Madge knows about this bar.

Rather, Madge had heard that the bar was quite chaotic. Apart from the famous bartender who could mix some special drinks, it was also famous for being a well-known one-night stand bar.

Because the background is hard, the bar is big, and the atmosphere is good, many men and women who like to hunt for sex will go there.

But if you go to Chuya in Central Plains, it is probably because you heard that the bartenders there can mix some drinks that are not available in other places, so you went there because of their reputation.

But the bartender is gay, and his favorite happens to be Nakahara Chuya's.

Arrogant and rebellious, but a straightforward boy.

She is not worried about Chuya Nakahara, what should be worried about is the bartender and the bar.

After Ma Qi arrived, as expected, the customers in the store had almost run away.

There were glass shards and fallen tables and chairs all over the floor, and even the disco ball on the top was torn off.

Zhong Yuanzhong also stepped on the bar, holding the bottle and yelling loudly, "Drink, why don't you drink it! Hiccup, didn't you just say that there is better wine?"

Underneath are the bartenders crouching on the ground with their heads in their hands, and the bar bouncers who are carefully forming a circle but dare not approach.

"Mr. Zhongyuan, come down first." Dacheng, the cadre of Zhongyuan Zhongye, persuaded Zhongyuan Zhongye with tears in his eyes. If he had known that he would not have brought him to this bar under the guise of letting Zhongyuan Zhongye see women.

Ma Qi put on his coat neatly and stood at the door to watch the excitement.

Dacheng looked back and shouted in surprise, "Miss March! You're finally here, woooooooo!"

It is said that men do not shed tears lightly, but now Dacheng really regrets, not only regretting, he also wants to cry.

Hearing Dacheng's shout, the bartender and the bar bouncer thought it was some kind of powerful person with supernatural ability, who knew it was just a little girl who could barely be called a girl.

After seeing Ma Qi's figure, their originally joyful expressions fell instantly.

March didn't care what they thought either.

She just walked over calmly, raised her head and looked at Nakahara Chuya, "How about it, do you want to get down by yourself or should I help you?"

The red-haired boy who was so drunk and stupefied squatted down and looked at Ma Qi, "Huh? Yes, it's Ma Qi?"

Ma Qi raised his eyes and gave him a cold look.

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The author has something to say:

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The tattoo is private, I don't know if it is like this, but I feel that Hisoka would rather fake it than make it real, maybe there is some reason?

Also, Chuya almost got slapped in the face when he didn't see anything