I'm Knotweed, I called the police

Although Mr. Sen is a very black-hearted boss, he is indeed working hard to maintain the city.

Speeding along the bridge, Hu Zhangyou could see the lights in the distance, the gradually recovering traffic on the road, and the ships passing by at sea.

For a port city, it is not too much, but it is precious.

Yokohama is a city deeply influenced by supernatural beings.Even after the power war ended, large-scale power battles often broke out here, and peace and stability have always been a dream that only exists in extravagance.

Fortunately, many people are working hard on this and it has achieved initial results.

After thinking about it, Yu Zhang forgave the 5000 billion thing, and concentrated on enjoying the cool evening wind and the roar of the locomotive.

At least in the future, if she has no money, she can go directly to the port mafia for a meal. Even if she has a five-bowl meal, she will not be able to eat 5000 billion in her lifetime.Shibusawa Tatsuhiko is still undergoing labor reform, and there will always be a way.

Osamu Dazai sitting behind her didn't know what was going on in her heart, but put his arms around her waist thinking about when someone would come to make trouble.

In all fairness, this young lady who has just been found is very likable.

Unlike him, who pretends to be cute with his face and acting skills, when she smiles, she can illuminate a five-meter radius, sincere and contagious.He has a kind personality but does not judge people around him by right and wrong. He seems to be straightforward but has a high emotional intelligence.

Even when he hugged his waist, he was slender and flexible, with hidden strength.

The cold metal tassels brushed the back of his hand one after another, Osamu Dazai subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab it, with some doubts in his heart.

Does she wear any jewelry?

"If you touch my chest, I'll stop immediately and throw you into the sea."

A cool swishing sound came from the front, and Osamu Dazai belatedly realized that his hand reached an extremely sensitive place, and if he got any closer, he was about to touch it.

It is said that the girl who is only three months older than him is not only taller than him, but also very mature, youthful, cute and sexy.

Bigger than Sister Hongye's.

Slowly put his hand back, relying on the fact that the other party couldn't see his burning face, he continued to say in an innocent tone: "It seems that something hit my hand, are you wearing a chain?"

Knotweed: "No."

It’s only Monday, I had no money in the morning, and when I had money, I encountered so many messy times, and I didn’t have time or mood to buy accessories.

Even though he was thinking this way, Yuu Kojou stopped the car, looked down at what hit Dazai, and then showed a hellish expression.

She actually wears a chain.

The golden double-layered chain, the long one is hung with tassels and falls to the upper abdomen, the short one is attached to the collarbone, and a metal plate is hung horizontally. The metal plate is very long, but there is no word on it.

Her hoodie had a high neckline and the chain wasn't touching her skin so she didn't notice it.

She has seen a person who can teleport and move objects out of thin air today.

"I haven't had time to engrave it yet, so you can engrave my name." The white-haired boy sitting above the railing happily raised his hand and read out his name, "My name is Nikolai Vasilyevich Guo Gory Yanofsky, don't think it's too long, it's more eye-catching if you write it longer!"

Knotweed: "..."

Still engraving a sign and treating her as a pet?

"You are very handsome and cute when you start the car! It would be great if you didn't have children with you."

Gogol graciously praised her heroic appearance again, and classified Osamu Dazai as a child, throwing the rose bouquet in his hand towards her.

"Bam—"

After a piercing gunshot, the bouquet of roses in mid-air was scattered, and countless broken petals fell from the sky, beautiful red, mixed with the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood.

Osamu Dazai who fired the gun pointed a gun at Gogol with a cold expression, and then he could not see his face with the knotweed stick, and said in a scared tone: "I'm not good at fighting."

"Although I really want to say that I protect you, I can't beat him unless he loses his ability." Knotthu Zhang You agreed in his heart to his behavior of destroying flowers, but he didn't show it on his face, but poked his elbow backwards He poked him and said, "Hold me tight, ready to run."

You can't beat it for sure.

I can only hope that the other party will show mercy because she is a fake girlfriend.

Osamu Dazai clasped the girl's small waist with both hands, pressed his whole body against her back, and glanced at Gogol provocatively.

Then got thrown in the face by her ponytail.

"Presumptuous." Knotabagi Yu pretended to scold him, and after he obediently opened up a little distance, he slammed on the accelerator and sped away.

Gogol played with his fingers on the spot for a while, and then slowly used space jumps to chase them, shooting with the pre-arranged snipers and ambushes, looking like the water was full.

In fact, he didn't avoid Knotweed Yu on purpose, and even attacked her on purpose, praised her loudly after she dodged swiftly, and then accelerated the attack frequency.

A little carelessness will kill her.

But instead he felt excited and happy about it.

This white girlfriend can bring more surprises than he imagined.

Yes, Gogol was the first to discover the "fact" that memory does not exist.

She's brilliant and likeable.

The only problem is that he doesn't fall in love.

The extra memories in my mind are fluffy and falsely sweeter than cotton candy.

Hope she does the same in the future.

Looking at the waves caused by the crash of the locomotive into the sea, Gogol thought happily, and left with no one to search for him.

Knotweed Yuu, who was hiding under the bridge, breathed a sigh of relief after the sound of the people went away. When he turned his head, he saw Osamu Dazai, who was still floating just now, poured a few mouthfuls of seawater into the sea, and then sank peacefully. The wounds on the two of them The blood that flowed out polluted the surrounding sea water, and he would soon lose his presence.

she:?

"Osamu Dazai, I'm injured, if you sink, I will probably die with you."

Polygonum cuspidatum explained her choice calmly: she would save him at the risk of death.

During the short time with Osamu Dazai, she learned that this is a person who is used to pretending to be himself, and is very indifferent.

In the slums, there are many people who have been tortured by life and have lost their desire to live, living in a daze with the feeling of "it doesn't matter".

Osamu Dazai was a little more serious than them, he didn't even have the desire to live.

But he is unexpectedly obediently looking for the meaning of life, carefully observing the world he lives in, and he is not completely hopeless.

As a good boy, even if he didn't want to live anymore, he wouldn't want to bring trouble like death to others.

After a while, Osamu Dazai floated quietly to the surface of the sea again, and Knotaba Yu, who felt that he was taking things seriously as if he had calculated everything, dragged him to the shore with his uninjured arm in satisfaction.

Osamu Dazai, who had been shot several times because of his provocation, and had water in his chest, let her drag him like duckweed, coughed a few times and said vaguely: "So it's okay to just leave it alone? "

The tone seemed to be complaining, and also seemed to be acting like a baby.

Knotaba Yu sneered: "Then you yell three times now 'My Dazai Osamu is looking for death, don't come to save me', I will let you go." Then I beat you unconscious.

Osamu Dazai: "...Shouldn't a cute boy like me be loved? Why don't you even say a nice coaxing word?"

She changed her tone of kindness and love for the mentally handicapped and said, "Do you want me to save it?"

"...Go ahead." He said in a low voice.

I have to admit, this woman was damn handsome when she was protecting him and saving him.

Occasionally, I would also think that if someone came to save him, he would live a little longer.

The next morning, Zhong Yuan, who had lost his car, came to the ward. Since a certain mackerel did not speak the truth, he chose to ask Knotweed where his car was.

Yu Zhang Yu thought about something in a blink of an eye, and said without changing his face: "What motorcycle? When I went out with Dazai yesterday, it was his car."

Then he lay down very weakly, gathered his own quilt, his face was pale, and he seemed to need rest very much.

Zhongyuan Zhong also had an ugly face, but he still managed to say in a gentle tone: "You have a good rest, I'll ask someone else."

One minute later, Chuya Nakahara scolded Osamu Dazai angrily from the ward where Osamu Dazai lived three rooms away from her. Two minutes later, Osamu Dazai knocked violently on the door of her room.

Osamu Dazai: "Help, save—"

Polygonum cuspidatum covered her ears with the pillow, and quietly closed her eyes to get sleepy.

And soon, all the noises went away from her, presumably dragged to a corner to teach her a lesson.

It's only Tuesday.

She thought sadly, and fell asleep worryingly.