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Preferences are unexpected surprises and cares about minutiae.

Osamu Dazai didn't expect Ling Ling to be so sensitive to his emotions.

lonely?It's normal.As long as he thinks about it, it's easy to agree to the invitation of the passing girl and get along with her classmates.

It doesn't even need a lot of rhetoric, just this face worth a billion paintings can do it.

Coming to the amusement park alone is to use the carnival of the crowd to contrast the loneliness of oneself, and Osamu Dazai is even more special.

—He doesn't belong to this world.

From the beginning, I adapted well to everything in the different world, not because Conan's world is similar to this world, but for Osamu Dazai, they are actually the same.

It doesn't matter where you go, you are always alone.

Until another person appeared and unreasonably broke into his world.

The soft touch spread along the warm fluff to the fingertips, Osamu Dazai scratched Zero Zero's pink rabbit ears, and the back of his hand was gently tapped twice by the carrot.

"No messing around." Lingling looked dissatisfied at her little short hand, round and useless except for being cute, "Tsk, I made a mistake, I should have a little monkey."

Tutu, nothing but cuteness, does not conform to the value of zero-zero force supremacy.

"What's wrong with being cute?" The back of his hand hit by the carrot didn't hurt or itch, and Osamu Dazai buried the tip of his nose into the doll's hairy belly and rubbed it. "Cuteness is the highest standard weapon."

"I can't understand," Ling Ling tilted his head and thought for two seconds, but to no avail.She patted Osamu Dazai's head with her short hands, and said briskly, "However, as long as the master likes it."

It was originally a product born to make you happy, so the rabbit is a rabbit.

Today's Zero Zero is also a day full of maternal love.

With the pink rabbit, Osamu Dazai swept away the indifference before, and he was flirtatious all over his body, more girlish than the 16-year-old JK.

Excitedly, he took Ling Ling to play on the carousel, and by the way, he checked into the famous Internet celebrity dessert shop in the amusement park.

"Look at the camera with zero sauce, 123—eggplant." Osamu Dazai put the rabbit on his shoulder and stuck it to himself, holding the phone with one hand to find the focal length.

Ling Ling, who was forced to pose for a photo, is like a photo shooter who is helpless to his girlfriend, holding his own carrot of forced business to match the girl's heart of the owner.

The selfie saved in the mobile phone was affixed with cute stickers. Osamu Dazai sent the photo to Teruki Maeda, who was about to die suddenly in the magazine, with the caption: "A day to play with the sticky bunny".

Teruki Maeda, the gold medal editor of Rice Flower Magazine who was bald and stayed up late because of Osamu Dazai's frequent troubles, got promoted and raised his salary. He ran out to play, and even sent photos to envy him!Too much, Tsushima-sensei is a devil!

Woohoo, Tutu is so cute, he also wants Tutu.

Osamu Dazai quickly blocked Maeda Terugi after posting the photos, to eliminate the possibility of being urged to publish from the source.

What a joke, he is already very hardworking, why are these greedy guys still not satisfied?

It's really gone. If Mr. Mori saw him so diligent, he would laugh off his dentures.

Mori Ogai: Dazai-kun, this is my real tooth.

Osamu Dazai: After breaking it, it will be fake (indifferent).

There was a round table for two, Osamu Dazai sat here eating a banana split, and Ling Ling sat opposite him dutifully playing a doll with no emotion.

Osamu Dazai seemed too lonely eating Haidilao alone, so he was forced by an enthusiastic waiter to give him a doll as a companion. The beautiful sister passing by couldn't help feeling affectionate.

It might be embarrassing to change to another boy, but Osamu Dazai would not.

He even asked the waiter in a good mood for a silver ribbon, and tied a delicate bow around Lingling's neck.

Ling Ling looked down at the bow on her neck with her bunny eyes: her master is indeed a JK man with ingenuity and ingenuity, and he can teach girls how to dress up dolls without a teacher.

She said it long ago, no one can resist a dress-up game, no one.

"Lululu, martyrdom, one person is not allowed, but, two people are fine~" Osamu Dazai put Ling Ling on top of his head, carrying a packaged cake box in his hand, and went home humming.

The soft pink and white rabbit lay on the boy's soft black hair, and the long hanging ears flickered as he walked.

Lingling gnawed on his own carrot, but didn't move, instead went to play with Osamu Dazai's hair.

The doll's cartoon claws had no grip, and she picked up a strand and it quickly slipped through her fingers.Lingling patted persistently, Osamu Dazai felt that he was being slapped crazily by Fuzzy.

"Don't play tricks on me, Zero-chan." Osamu Dazai grabbed Ling Ling and carried him into his arms.

The little rabbit frantically punched Wing Chun in his arms, but still couldn't escape the shackles of humans.

This is also the first time Lingling has obtained a real entity, and everything she does is very fresh.

Osamu Dazai didn't let her move around, Ling Ling turned to hug Dazai Osamu's arm, and gnawed his wrist with the force of gnawing a carrot.

The most primitive organ for humans to perceive the world is the lips. Lingling is no different from a newborn child. Her eyes can only see endless numbers, but her lips can bring sensual experience.

Osamu Dazai stretched out a finger for Lingling to hold and grind his teeth. Although he didn't know why a rabbit doll needs to grind his teeth, he had learned not to care about the details with Lingling.

Human adaptability is truly limitless.Osamu Dazai used to be offended by his mentally retarded behavior, but now he is used to it, and even finds it a little cute.

AI fights against humans, cuteness wins big.

"I'm back!" Osamu Dazai pushed open the door of the haunted house, not minding the dilapidated planks on the ground that had not been repaired, and happily returned to his master bedroom.

Although he has lived in this house for a while, he is as lazy as Osamu Dazai and still only cleans the master bedroom and kitchen of the study, unmoved by the eerie atmosphere of the haunted house.

When Rum delivered food for the first time, he lamented that this place is very suitable for the secret organization's behind-the-scenes BOSS to live in seclusion, and it really came true.

"Holding it in your hand feels so different from using it on your phone." Osamu Dazai lay on the bed to study Lingling's new body. He grabbed the trademark on the rabbit doll and took a closer look. "Can't you put it in the washing machine and stir it?"

Osamu Dazai: Are there things in the world that washing machines can't clean? Why?

Osamu Dazai never bothered about housework in the port of Mafia. His subordinates always send his clothes to the dry cleaners for cleaning. Many clothes in his wardrobe are luxuries that can only be worn once.

When he came to Conan's world, he went bankrupt at the beginning and could no longer be as extravagant as he was in Yokohama.Osamu Dazai finally learned how to use the washing machine and got rid of the title of disabled person, which is gratifying.

As for the fact that he scrapped countless T-shirts because he threw the white shirt and black trousers into the washing machine and the clothes were dyed, it can only be said that learning has a price.

"Please be gentle with my temporary body." Ling Ling was pressed on the bed by Osamu Dazai with one hand, like a little turtle that couldn't turn over, thumping with limbs like paddling water.

"I think of the housewife experience sharing program I watched before." A small light bulb popped up next to Dazai Osamu's head, "The rabbit doll needs to be hung on the clothesline with clips on its ears, will Zero Sauce be caught too?"

Why do you, Mafia, watch housewife programs and study them with gusto?Zero can not understand.

"No, I can take the separated consciousness back into my body." The little girl in the phone was speechless. Why is this person so vicious? Is AI a vegetarian?

"So cunning." Dazai Osamu puffed up his cheeks and said dissatisfiedly, "I really want to see Ling Ling dangling in the wind with his ears clamped!"

A supernatural event like hanging himself from a shark suits his taste!

Lingling glanced at her master with the eyes of an old mother looking at a vexatious goose, her eyes full of vicissitudes.

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Osamu Dazai spread himself out on the bed like a pancake, and then picked up Lingling and put it on his back, "I'll leave you with the massage."

Lingling took two steps on Dazai Osamu's back with her short legs, and her pink and tender rabbit paws pressed against the warm body.

The little rabbit holding a carrot fell into deep thought: Isn't her master a little too shameless?

Really worthy of being the direct disciple of the first-class capitalist Mori Ogai, Osamu Dazai is better than the blue, and he has already surpassed the realm of oppressing the human subordinate 007, so frantic that he will not let go of even a weak little rabbit.

How can a rabbit be so cute that it can be squeezed, stop it, no matter what, you can't squeeze the rabbit oil!

While thinking, Ling Ling didn't forget to jump on Osamu Dazai's back, running from his shoulder blades to his calves, and then from his ankles to the back of his head.

"Hmm, come a little to the left." Dazai Osamu hugged the pillow in his arms with his eyes closed, "Zero-chan is great, I like Zero-chan the most."

Is this how you treat free massage workers, phony men who only talk nice things.

The artificial mentally handicapped with Mo De's feelings will not feel tired. Lingling set up the hang-up for the rabbit doll clone, and the main body lays down on the beach in a learned manner, letting the black soil step on her.

"So happy, move to the right, good dog." A few seconds later, Ling Ling made a really sweet voice.

The expressions of the two inside and outside the phone were amazingly synchronized, and two little blushes of happiness floated on their cheeks.

The gatekeeper from the underworld, the famous and popular idol in purgatory, and a three-headed hell dog Cerberus who can scare the enemy to death: Gan.

Three people's massage, only it is not worthy of enjoyment.

It was night, the hanging lamp on the ceiling was extinguished, and the night light by the bedside faintly illuminated a hazy twilight.

Lingling got off Dazai Osamu's back over the mountains and stretched his body by bouncing on the bed.

The little rabbit with lop ears hugged his beloved carrot and moved closer to Osamu Dazai, listening to his shallow breathing.

"Is this the living life?" Lingling scratched Osamu Dazai's nose with his ears, his eyes full of inquiry, "It's fun."

Will her future body look like this too?A warm, soft, fragile body that bleeds when scratched.

"What a fragile life." Ling Ling touched Osamu Dazai's cheek with his fluffy hand, the tickling touch made the eyelashes of the sleeping person tremble slightly.

Carbon-based life is too fragile for Lingling. Her parasitic mobile phone has been broken countless times without damaging her body, but the human body has only one chance to be destroyed.

"Although it is fragile, it is not easy to be killed." Lingling murmured.

She witnessed all the actions of Osamu Dazai in the world of Conan.Zero Zero provided Osamu Dazai with data, routes, maps, surveillance and a series of black technologies beyond the times, but the final judgment and decision-making were all Osamu Dazai's ideas.

The ability to easily disrupt the situation that makes countless people fear is hidden in this fragile body.

"Looking up in the middle of the night, what is Zero-chan doing?" Osamu Dazai muttered sleepily.

Without opening his eyes, he casually grabbed the ribbon around Ling Ling's neck, dragged the little rabbit into his arms and hugged him.

"Sleep, sleep." Osamu Dazai calmly coaxed a few words, regardless of the fact that Ling Ling didn't need to sleep, he closed his eyes and buried his head in the fur of the doll.

"The bow is messed up." Lingling pursed her mouth, and patted Osamu Dazai who was sucking her belly with her paws unhappily.

"I'll tie a new one for you tomorrow." Dazai Osamu's voice became softer and softer, and he fell into a dark and sweet dream, "Don't mention the bow tie, we, Zero-chan, have no problem with Chinese knots..."

"Is it a Chinese rabbit?" Ling Ling jioed well, "It's the Moon Rabbit!"

After she finished speaking, she regretted a little, "But Yetu is also a good Yazi." Very strong, she likes it.

Osamu Dazai didn't respond any more, the moonlight gently shined on the sleeping young man through the window.

He hugged his own little rabbit and fell asleep peacefully.

The author has something to say: Ling Ling: I can't hold back my mother's love!

Sit and wait for the day when mother's love turns bad (gently)