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It turned out that the black hair on the little animal's body was not a trace of dirt, but a pattern that had grown on its body.

After rinsing the dirty hair and drying it with a hair dryer, the little tiger's wider nose, thicker paws and special patterns than ordinary cats are clearly displayed, indicating that he is just a cat, not a cat fact.

... This is a white tiger.If it is said that it ran out of the Ueno Zoo, people will believe it.If you keep him in the publishing house, you won't be reported, right?

Holding the hair dryer, Hualichun stared blankly at the fluffy white tiger dumpling after bathing.At the same time, the Zhongye dog sat on the stairs leading to the second floor, staring down at the white tiger condescendingly, with the demeanor of a big brother dog.

The little tiger seemed to be aware of the gap in his strength, and he didn't dare to roar any more.Aggrieved, he curled up on the couch where Dazai Quan had slept, and didn't move. He seemed to be using the sofa as a nest, and he didn't even dare to look up at Ye Quan.

Hualichun stared at the little tiger obsessively for a long time, and suddenly remembered that the little tiger whose eyes glowed green with hunger just now hadn't eaten yet.She got up quickly, wanting to find something to eat, but stopped after walking a few steps.

No card yet today.Let's see what we can get first.

Hualichun took out the handheld from her schoolbag, and used up the three opportunities of today in one go.

The items drawn were a 7000 yen money card, an ochazuke item card, and an overalls item card.

Ochazuke and overalls are items that have never been drawn before. They should be the exclusive cards of Atsushi Nakajima that appeared after the update of the card library.Hualichun has already mastered this rule - that is, whenever there is a new Wenhao stray dog, after the card library is updated, the chances of drawing a new Wenhao exclusive card will be particularly high in the first few days.

In the ochazuke rice bowl, white rice is soaked in clear tea, chicken slices and orange-red plums are piled on top of the rice, as well as shredded salted seaweed, and white and gray sesame seeds and seaweed are also sprinkled.

Although this bowl of rice is light, it has a refreshing color and a mild taste. It is a delicious dish that will not hurt the stomach for the very hungry.

Hualichun tried to bring a bowl of ochazuke to the tea table in front of the gray sofa, and the little tiger who huddled up really responded.

Even though there was a menacing pocket dog watching from above, the very hungry little white tiger temporarily forgot to be afraid, moved carefully to the coffee table, and stretched out its paws towards the bowl of chazuke.

Seeing the little white tiger stretch out its first step, Hualichun stretched his neck, and involuntarily made a movement of holding a bowl beside him, becoming like a mother with loving eyes full of encouragement.

Under Hualichun's encouraging eyes, the paws with thick black pads held the edge of the bowl, and the little white tiger impatiently stuck his head into the bowl and began to eat with a snort.

Looking at the little white tiger's eating, Huali Chun felt a feeling of warmth with a bit of weirdness and relief mixed with "it's still weird to see small animals eating human food".

——Temporarily set up the new Mr. Nakajima with a bowl of tea and rice, and the next one is Dazai Inu.

Thinking of this, Hualichun turned her head and looked in Dazai's direction.

Inu Dazai was sitting on the porch with his back to the room.His soft and thick sand-colored fur was slightly lifted by the wind, and his tail swayed slightly behind him, as if he didn't care what happened in the room.

"Teacher Dazai..."

Jun Huali's voice sounded from behind Dazai Inu.The sand-colored dog turned his head slightly, glanced at her, and turned his head back again.

"I never meant to stop paying attention to Dazai-sensei."

Hualichun didn't ask around, but said softly: "Maybe I misunderstood Teacher Dazai's attitude these days, but anyway, I want to tell you these words."

"Ms. Dazai has always been very important to me. I was really lucky to meet Mr. Dazai at Tsurumi River that day. Without you, there would be no beginning of "Monthly Literature", and I would not be where I am now The beginning of this period of life."

The first issue of "Setting Sun" and the first issue of "Monthly Literature" that published "Setting Sun" were the most difficult steps.Hualichun still remembers the plight of zero sales after the first issue of "Monthly Literature" was released, and the mood when she was running around to sell the magazine.

At that time, the magazine might fail, and Dazai Inu might leave her.Even though the first issue of the magazine was sold out after all the turmoil, the sales volume of only 1000 copies is not even a small boat struggling in the ocean, at best it can only be regarded as a fallen leaf.

But Dazai Inu didn't leave, he came back again.

Until now, her Hoshinosha and "Monthly Literature" are still far from worthy of the articles of the writer Osamu Dazai.The same is true for Nakahara, even Atsushi Nakajima who just arrived... Therefore, she will always be grateful to these teachers.

"These are my sincere words, and I didn't think of them just to urge Dazai-sensei to write. Dazai-sensei didn't write for me. Whether it is "Setting Sun" or "Girl Apprentice", every word Dazai-sensei wrote , it’s all Dazai-sensei himself.”

"So, no matter whether you write in the future, don't write, get angry with me, or hate me, for me, Dazai-sensei is Dazai-sensei, and there will be no change."

Dazai Inu's ears finally shook, turned his head, and looked at Hualichun quietly.

Looking directly at Dazai Inu's iris-colored eyes, Hualichun said seriously: "But if Dazai-sensei still wants to create works that only Dazai-sensei can write, I will wait for you!"

"I will always wait for you!"

Hualichun's voice alarmed the Zhongye dog lying on the stairs on the second floor and the little white tiger hugging the clean bowl and licking the bottom of the bowl.Two fluffy little heads poked out from the room in confusion.

"Yes, and this one!"

Hualichun suddenly remembered the things she had brought over on purpose, and quickly opened the plastic bag, revealing the boxed crab inside.

"In order to express my gratitude to Mr. Dazai, please accept the crab." She smoothed her skirt and was sitting on the porch, handing out the crab box in her hand, "Of course I will give it later." Teacher Dazai cooked it."

Dazai Dog looked at Hualichun, and finally raised his paw slightly.

The sand-colored dog approached Hualichun, and gently pressed its fluffy paws on her shoulders.

At that moment, the bright white sunlight cast from behind the sand-colored dog, gilding his fluffy body with a layer of light.The Dazai dog raised its paw and put it on Hualichun's shoulder, while Hualichun held the crab in his hands. The scene was like the holy father forgiving the believers who paid tribute to the crab. It was extremely sacred.

The little white tiger behind him was fascinated, and there was a trace of longing in his eyes that he didn't even notice.And the small orange-white dog looked at the somewhat proud Dazai Inu with contempt, and the little dog turned its head: "He——tui!"

……

After half an hour.

The water on the induction cooker is getting hotter and hotter, and in front of the pot are sitting onlookers, one person and one dog.

Hualichun looked at the crab that had been put into the water, and the one with the largest pincers actually broke free from the rope after entering the pot, and tried to climb to the edge of the pot: "Ah, it wants to escape!"

Although the crab with big pincers used to stare at each other with Hualichun, Hualichun couldn't help but feel a little bit of sympathy when he saw his enemy being boiled a few hours ago: "It's the first time I cook a crab. It feels like the crab is being boiled." It’s cruel to be scalded to death like this, Dazai-sensei.”

Dazai Inu on the side also nodded with emotion.

Sure enough, Dazai Inu is a delicate person, as can be seen from his writing alone.

Seeing that Dazai Quan understood what she said, Huali Jun couldn't help looking at him with emotion, her eyes were a little moist: "Mr. Dazai..."

But in the next second, the Dazai dog stretched out its claws, and at one stroke the crab that was about to escape from the edge of the pot was thrown back to the bottom of the pot.

Hualichun was shocked: "Mr. Dazai!?"

……

Finally, the crab is cooked.When the blue-black crab comes out of the pan, it has turned into a mouth-watering bright red.

Hualichun put the boiled crabs on the small coffee table, and said to Dazai Dog sitting on the sofa: "Since the crabs have died so badly, we must take responsibility and make their meat delicious. eat their dishes to make their deaths meaningful. Dazai-sensei, let me peel the crabs for you!"

Inu Dazai raised his useless paw in agreement.

Hualichun found the scissors, and quickly cut open a crab claw, revealing the plump and white crab meat inside.

Fresh crabmeat looks more tempting than canned crabmeat.Dazai Inu's eyes lit up when he saw the crab meat.

The sand-colored dog stretched out its paws, ready to take the crab claws from Hualichun.

Two dog paws hold the claws of the crab—the last scene before the frame freezes.

The fluffy dog ​​paw holding the crab claw and the human hand holding the crab claw were in a stalemate, trembling in the air due to too much force.

Dazai Inu, who couldn't pull the peeled crab claws out of Hualijun's hand with all his strength, raised his head, and saw the girl staring at the tender crab claws with straight eyes.

For the first time, Dazai Inu cried out anxiously: "Wow, woof!?"

***

The night moth walked forward along the ancient corridors of the Kyoto campus, and finally stopped in front of the meeting room.

It was too late for him to place his luggage, but fortunately, the High School of Magic is a closed campus.After Ye Mozhengdao took out the materials needed for the meeting from the bag, he put the bag and the "Monthly Literature" in his hand on the row of chairs outside the meeting room.

Ye Mozheng opened the door, nodded to Leyansi Jiashen who had already entered the meeting room, said "I'm sorry" and walked in.

The door of the meeting room was closed.

In the corridor outside the door, the silence lasted for an unknown amount of time.

There was a sound of footsteps, and three students in Kyoto school uniforms walked by.Some of them found something outside the conference room door, and asked in surprise: "Whose things belong to them? Did you forget them here?"

Three students stepped forward.Someone noticed that the door of the conference room was closed, and quickly said to his companions: "It may belong to the teacher who came to the meeting. Maybe it belongs to the teacher from the Tokyo school..."

"Really? It's better not to move..."

Just as the few people were discussing in a hurry, a hand with sharp bones suddenly stretched out and picked up the magazine on the briefcase.

The other two students were taken aback: "Naozai? That may be the teacher's thing..."

The one who picked up the magazine was a boy with short blond hair and studs on his earlobes.He was wearing a school uniform designed in the style of a kimono hakama, tilting his head slightly to look at the magazine in his hand, revealing the protruding Adam's apple on his neck, and the fox eyes with slanted tails were full of indifference.

"Teacher—" he spoke in a melodious Kyoto accent, "so what?"

"Yes, is that so..." Another student exclaimed in surprise, "So that's why the son of the Chanyuan family doesn't even look down on the teacher!"

"After all, Naoya was born in the Yusan family, and he was already a second-level conjurer just after entering the first grade. Maybe he already has the strength of quasi-first-level. Some teachers are not as high as Zhizai..."

"As expected of Naoya, he easily did what we couldn't do! It's really admirable and admirable!"

Zenyuan Naoya did not listen to the words of his classmates.His eyes glanced at the cover of the magazine, past the slogan of "Setting Sun", and finally landed on the publisher's logo in the lower left corner.

He whispered the name of the publisher: "Hoshinosha...?"