I'm not a bomb, so please don't throw me out

There is also the baby clothes worn by the captain brought by Sister Biyangqi... Captain, you were very Q when you were young. "

"Then, we and Yan Maosang watched the captain's album when you were a child...you are such a cute captain."

"..." Prison Temple was desperate.

pigs also have spring

After receiving the prison temple's madness and three and a half hours of moral education, Yanmao offered to say that she was going home, and the prison temple nodded in satisfaction. The rest of them rushed out of Lanshou's private house because of this, their mouths were already dry After the dry-tongued prison temple became empty in the villa, he poured 200ml of mineral water.

Tsuna Ji-kun wanted to cry, which was completely different from what he had imagined.

Rabbit Ji Gouxue's vision: Prison Lord and Yan Mao live in the same room → → Prison loses to Yan Mao's cute sleeping face → → enlightenment → → "Oh——Yan Mao is my natal!".

Rabbit Ji, you've watched too many soap operas. Really, not all romantic dramas can be staged in this world, especially in this ghostly mafia world.

Saying goodbye to the mafia who sent her home, Yanmao turned and entered the house.Close the door and lock it.There is only one key on the blue frog key ring, and she is already familiar with this routine every day.

Although it is indirect and between lunch and dinner, Yanmao's point of view has always been "when you are hungry, you have a meal".Turning around and going to the kitchen, I rinsed my hands a few times under the faucet to finish washing my hands.She opened the refrigerator door, looked at the remaining ingredients, and was probably sure that she would be full.Opening the cupboard door to find a fruit knife, Yanmao cut vegetables.

Except for meat, she only cuts other ingredients with a fruit knife.The reason is that she thinks she has a special aesthetic feeling when cutting Chinese cabbage with a fruit knife.

Because he was too concentrating on cooking for Xanxus, for the sports waste Yanmao, the rest of the time should be spent with as little effort as possible.So if she cooks for herself, she often makes some low-level mistakes, such as confusing vinegar and soy sauce, such as putting more green onions than vegetables.

In fact, she is a person who doesn't care much about the sentiment of life, because she can't be romantic.

Eat alone, do the dishes alone, sing the Teletubbies theme alone, and twerk alone in the living room.

"Yamamoto Kuro said that if you are lonely, you can keep a pet. 』

"Here comes the problem. 』

"Although I am lonely, I have no money to buy it. 』

"And there's no pet store around here. 』

『Sure enough, I still want to ask Xanxus for a box weapon. 』

"Brain, it turns out that you smoke more than I imagined. 』

"Oh, Yanmao, good morning~...a pet shop? Oh, there is a place not far from your home....It's not expensive~...I'll pay? Haha, Yanmao, you really like to joke~...Okay, Bye~" Yamamoto hung up the phone, changed into casual clothes and went out.

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"Hey, Mr. Wu." Yan Mao greeted politely.

"Yo, Yanmao! Sorry for being late."

"It's okay, because I will answer you very politely, and I have just arrived, Mr. Wu."

"Haha, let's go."

Yan Mao recalled everything that happened half an hour ago in his heart, silently pricking the villain in his heart.

"Mr. Wu."

"what's up?"

"You said it was very close to my house, so I gave up the idea of ​​taking your ride." Damn, I haven't arrived yet after walking for half an hour. Hey!

"It's not far away~ Look, it's right there~"

"That's half an hour's walk from the other side of the bridge to the opposite side!"

"Well, calm down~"

"How can you calm down!"

After listening to Yanmao's answer, Yamamoto suddenly chuckled a few times.Received Yanmao's suspicious gaze, Yamamoto stroked Yanmao's head smoothly, and replied, "It's nothing, it's just your answer that reminded me of the prison temple before, well, although the prison temple is still the same now."

Amid Yanmao's resentment that was about to materialize, the two finally arrived at the pet shop.

"Mr. Wu, look at the mouse eating cat meat posted on the door, and you are the product of two worlds."

"Haha, why don't you go in?"

"Let's talk first, I have no money."

"Don't worry, I brought it~"

"I guess pet stores don't take credit cards."

"Don't worry, it's cash."

"Sure enough, it's faster to directly threaten with force."

"What are you thinking, let's go."

After entering the pet shop, Yanmao was glad that he didn't directly and subconsciously calculate how many catties of meat these animals could turn into.

"How about buying a dog? Dogs are cute." Yamamoto suggested while thinking about Jiro.

"Hmm." Yanmao thought for a while, then nodded.

While Yamamoto was picking up the puppies intently, Yanmao was also making eye contact with a little fragrant pig.

"Pig, are you a man or a woman?"

"It's really rude, I belong to the mother."

"What does this palace call itself! 』

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"Who wants to answer you. I'm still single."

"Go on a blind date with me."

"I have high vision. How is the other party?"

"Born in a wealthy family, she is good-looking, her temper is cold and challenging, and more importantly, she is male."

"...Hmph, I happen to be bored recently, so I'll let you go and have a look."

"Yanmao! It's ready!" Yamamoto shouted energetically at the other end of the shop.

"Oh—the meat here is also very fresh, ah, the pigs here are also very cute." Yanmao replied slowly, obviously seeing the sow's eyelids twitch.

"For the first time, I discovered that pigs have eyelashes..."

Yamamoto paid the money very generously, and Yanmao said sincerely that she would get the money back from the prison temple and return it in full. Yamamoto said it didn't matter, and then Yamamoto sent Yanmao home, and finally the two said goodbye.

A certain idiot's house suddenly had three more creatures, and the idiot continued to make eye contact with the sow:

"Tudou, Gu will take you to see him now."

"Don't just give me such a stupid name! And what kind of weird self-proclaimed name you are! Besides, I haven't dressed up~"

"You piggy pretending to be a fart! Cough cough, it doesn't matter, the other party pays attention to the inside."

"Yes, is that so. I like that kind of intellectual man~"

"Are you really a pig, Potato?"

"Of course! Well, hurry up and take Ben Gong to see him~"

"Yes--"

Papaya, who was far away at Lanshou's team headquarters, sneezed violently.

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After a arduous journey, one person, one pig and two dogs finally arrived at the long-lost headquarters of Lanshou, and they couldn't help but shed tears.

"Italian people are really good people~" thought Yan Mao, who finally arrived at the destination after asking for directions 27 times.

"Yanmao! Why are you here?"

"Excuse me, where is Prison Lord?"

"Do actual combat training with Fancy in the training room, it's on the eighth basement floor of that building."

"Thank you."

Standing in front of the training room, Yanmao politely cleared his throat and said loudly, "Excuse me! Everyone in the training room, please pause! I'm coming in!"

The banging sound in the training room weakened significantly, and Yanmao smiled at the subordinates waiting at the door, indicating that they could open the door.

With the sound of "swipe", the door of the training room slowly opened, and the smoke filled the air.

name or something

Intense gunpowder smoke, a vast expanse of whiteness.Yanmao is holding two dog leashes in one hand, while the other pinches his nose and mouth and breathes heavily, and then finds that this makes him more choking, so he covers his mouth and nose with one hand, his brows are tightly frowned, and his cat's eyes are not working Blinking, standing on tiptoe, trying to make his 1.62m height into 1.65m, shaking his body vigorously.

Oh, what do you think she is doing?Isn't that what you do when you're looking for someone?

"no one? 』

Yan Mao said that she was blind, so where are the two people who are training in the legend?

"You idiot!"

A duet suddenly came from behind, and before Yanmao could react, he was hit hard on the head.

"Damn it, you know I'm an idiot and still start. 』

Turning around, Yanmao covered his head and stared at the prison temple resentfully.

Wanting to beat up the prison temple but not being able to beat the prison temple is Yanmao's tragedy.

Prison Temple is safe and sound, but his hair is a little messy because of the intense action. Well, in fact, his hairstyle is already messy.On the other hand, Fancy, who was standing on the right side of the prison temple, looked a lot more embarrassed. On her face and hands, the naked skin had dense scratches and abrasions, but there was no serious injury.Although he tried his best to control himself not to pant, Yanmao could tell at a glance that if he panted more violently, he might lose his breath and faint gorgeously in the arms of the prison temple, ah bah, he fell to the ground.

The melon in the form of a leopard stood on the left side of the prison temple, looking proudly at Yanmao, obviously believing that Yanmao was not a threat.A rabbit stood behind Fancy, its two-story-tall figure looking dull.It is like a melon, with flames of Lan attribute spraying from its drooping ears.The eyes are thick and straight, like two pieces of seaweed sticking to the face.Although the hair all over his body is pure white, there are two heart-shaped red circles around the eyes, which directly poke Zhongyan's cuteness.

Raising his head vigorously, he vaguely saw Lantu's seaweed eyes, and Yanmao spread his hands to express that he was working hard.

"Uh..." Yanmao was speechless. "Standing on the ground and looking up at you is indeed very hard, yes, Kokokoko—"

"Why did you lift me up, dead rabbit!Do you know that I have acrophobia, high blood pressure, hyperopia, acromegaly?Although your paws are big and big, it’s true, but your eyes are very small!In case you didn't see I thought I'd fallen and pulled back then I wasn't real