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A man with a dark red scarf on his shoulders opened the door and walked in.After I watched him walk into the room, I glanced at the remaining desserts on the white porcelain plate on the table, and then walked over as if nothing had happened, and stretched out my hand to test the temperature of my forehead.

It should be due to staying indoors for a while, Dazai's finger touched it was much warmer than when he was on the rooftop before, "Well, it seems that there should be no signs of fever."

"..."

I looked at him with dead fish eyes, tried to slap his hand off but was dodged, and suddenly felt exhausted physically and mentally.

How thick-skinned this must be, and how shameless it must be, to be able to get along as if nothing had happened after knocking people out with drugs?

"If you don't like the cake, do you want to try other flavors?" Dazai rolled his eyes with a friendly smile, and said to me softly, "For example, cotton candy and ice cream are fine. Although the latter You have a bad stomach, so you can't eat more; the former..."

I don't know why, facing him like this always makes me feel chills behind me,

"If Jing Jun likes it, I can give you a house that is completely buried in cotton candy, that's fine too."

"No, I don't like eating very much." I refused decisively.

"Hey, really don't want to, how can you get better if you don't eat. Jing-chan is such a small one now, it looks like she really wants to be bullied—"

"What...? Wait a minute, don't come here... I said get out, you pervert!"

Dazai relied on his height and strength.He began to forcibly reach out to hold me, and took the opportunity to try to pluck my hair, "I can't beat me, but I can't run away, Jing-chan's physical skills are too weak."

"...You are too annoying, okay?!"

I think this person is the kind of character who likes to be restless (?) and mess with cats and dogs (??).You see, I have clearly used body language (middle finger. jpg) to show that I refuse to communicate with him, and he still has nothing to do to reach out, trying to pinch his face and touch his head.

Dazai turned a deaf ear to my complaints.It's just that he stopped suddenly, and slowly made a suggestion to me who was holding a fork and trying to die with this person,

"It's boring to make trouble like this all the time,"

He showed a bored expression, "Well, Jingjun, didn't you tell me before that you were looking for 'that'?"

Perhaps because of the presence of Ms. Nan, Dazai's words were very vague.

But on his hand, he made a flipping movement very quickly and covertly—could "that" refer to [book]?

I'm wondering where the world is so big, where should I start looking, "Really? Will you really tell me, S... where is 'that' now?"

"Of course."

"But since what Jingjun needs is the corresponding information on that level of secret collections,"

Dazai waved a finger in front of my eyes a few times, and then tapped on my forehead, "I have to charge a little price here."

"...You can make any conditions."

As long as this kind of thing is beyond the ability to accept, I will treat myself as a murder weapon without emotion.As long as you don't think or feel, you will gradually get used to it——

...Wait, being pressed desperately for rua is not included in this range!My hair... hurts!

I endured in silence.Who knew that this guy Rua suddenly said to me halfway through, "Ah, this is not a condition, it's all because Jingjun is so easy to deceive."

I was so angry that I picked up the fork and stabbed it back.

Probably because of the anger bonus this time, my movements are extraordinarily agile.Before Dazai dodged successfully, he left three red marks on his hands like scratched by cat's paws. It was like a milestone victory in the class struggle.

The reason why it was a phased victory was because he immediately reached out and pinched my cheek flesh and twisted it back and forth.

Although the pain is not painful, it is annoying.

And Miss Nan's reaction next to her was a little bit strange.

But compared to the way she just covered her face at every turn, hehehe, now she looks like she is about to faint.However, she still had to work hard to maintain a serious expression on her face, which made Miss Nan suddenly let out a "beep" sound like an indirect convulsion patient.

After arguing for a while, Dazai finally asked for his conditions.

"My supernatural ability is the nullification anti-supernatural ability that makes all supernatural abilities invalid. No matter how powerful your [Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea] is, it won't take advantage of me."

"But relying on this aspect to deter Jingjun is too boring. So in the next month, if Jingjun obediently obeys my arrangement, I will tell you the location of 'that', how about it?"

"..."

Dazai was right.

The observation ability that is the characteristic of human natural enemies made me quickly discover that compared with Dazai's, my human body is not only inferior in strength, but also much slower and heavier in terms of agility.

If he wanted to counterattack successfully, I am afraid that it is more likely to wait for him to stand still in place—that is to say, the possibility is zero.

As far as I am concerned, although I really want to perform my duty of destroying the world right now, unfortunately, my strength is not enough right now.

Flooding everything with water, watching life slowly suffocate in the sea, is something I was born with - but that's about it.

My strength has not yet recovered, and I am limited by this human body. I can submerge these islands called Dongpu, which is the limit of my current ability.

It was too far away from the previous situation when I jumped out of the sea and all I could see was water.

He was already weakened in ability, but he was given such a weak body for no reason.

The point is that I am still being bullied by people (scumbags) to the point where I can’t handle it, and I have to listen to Dazai for a month in order to get back my bubble, which makes me feel very depressed.

So melancholy, I moved the chair and put it in the corner farthest from Dazai, hugging my little rabbit and trying to shut myself up.

Just as I was moving the chair, that scumbag was still laughing at me behind my back!He actually made fun of me on purpose!I want to follow-eh?

Eh?

In... what?

……

"call……"

Dazai took a deep breath to calm himself down, he looked like he couldn't breathe from laughing just now.

I don't get it, what's so funny about messing up my hair?

Sure enough, the thinking of this kind of psychopath is so different from that of normal people.

"Did you see Xiao Nan, Jing-chan looks so cute, I don't even want to take him out."

"……Yes."

On Miss Nan's face, the distorted expression of forced patience just now was gone.She was looking at me with pity now, then handed Dazai a satin headband, and continued to act ruthlessly as this accomplice.

In order to "prevent Beijing sauce from moving around and causing problems with my hairstyle", my hands were handcuffed to the soft armrests of this European-style armchair by two pairs of shiny silver handcuffs.

My range of motion was forced to be bound to the chair, so I could only look at myself in the mirror expressionlessly, with a long ponytail on one side of my shoulders that had been combed.

Even if I am not very clear about these so-called sophistication of the world, I am still very clear about the option of using a satin headband to tie a double ponytail in the options of a [boy] child's ordinary daily going out.

What kind of pervert is Dazai!

Did he really think I couldn't see the row of little skirts hanging behind me?Or is it hanging there on purpose for me to see, so that I know how terrible (xiu) scary (chi) situation I will face next?

I can't believe it, what kind of shaky M was I before I lost my memory, that I could get along with this kind of person and become friends?

I used to think that there are tens of thousands of human beings in the world, and one Dazai is not considered black.

Now it seems that I am really too sweet, this bastard is made of black mud from body to heart, from beginning to end, the whole person is going to be black, okay?

Having said that, why is he so proficient in combing people's long hair? !Although this question cannot be thought about carefully at all, don't just use the word "handy" to deal with me!

Besides, why are there double ponytails? !

"Because, twintails are a man's romance." Dazai stood at the side behind me, humming a strange song with ease, and at the same time, he used his mind-reading expertise.

His extraordinarily dexterous fingers are inserting/entering the hair, and there is no need for a comb, and the movements are gently combed.I can even feel my hair being slightly pulled and picked up... nothing else, but hair is something I must pay special attention to - in short, it is all kinds of hair-raising touches.

It's not that I didn't think about fighting back, or struggling so hard that he couldn't succeed.

But ruthless is still Dazai ruthless.

Before I had time to fight back, he directly picked out a pink sailor suit that couldn't be shorter (it looked like some kind of sound-absorbing clothing) from the row of clothes, turned his head, and used quite The friendly tone gave me two options,

"For the first option, Jing Jun is obedient and cooperates well, and I will find a long skirt that can wrap you tightly."

"The second one, just change to this one and go out. Thinking about it this way, I'm quite looking forward to it. Jingjun walking on the road like this might be picked up by the uncle—"

"I don't choose either!"

I shook my tightly handcuffed hands, gritted my teeth and squeezed out these words, interrupting the words of this perverted temporary boss who was increasingly lacking the basic moral bottom line of human beings, "Besides, why do I have to Can't you go out in girls' clothes?!"

"It's a special plan."

Having said this, Dazai's face suddenly became serious.

He tossed the sound-absorbing sailor suit back in his hand, as if the choice just now was just a joke with me—but what if Dazai was not joking?

I don't want to go out in sexy clothes, where is the most basic sense of shame? !

"From a certain point of view, compared to the elderly and children, the pitiful, pure and innocent girls in distress are one of the easiest targets to lower a man's vigilance because of the human instinct for profit."

Just as I was getting a little confused, he came over and started to wet my hair with a softener spray.

"I have a man who I want Jing Jun to meet with him no matter what."

When Dazai said this, he brushed my hair with his hands without any pause, and his tone of voice was no different from just now, with a slightly mocking and sarcastic tone.

"When I went to see him last time, I was almost killed. The other party is a very powerful supernatural power user and physical master, and he is in the enemy camp with us—Xiao Nan, please bring the hair over there to me. Let me pass it on, Jingjun, what do you think of pink?"

"I don't want to die."

"You're really picky." He changed another light gray-blue hair and compared it to my hair. "I hope Jing Jun will be more tolerant to you after dressing up as a cute girl."

"You let me go, what exactly are you going to do?"

I glanced at those various small skirts in fear. The point is that under some skirts, there are even torture tools like high heels...! ?

"If it's just for me to kill a member of the enemy... it will hurt!"

"...Sorry, I accidentally hurt you."

Dazai apologized lightly.

But at this time, I couldn't see his expression in the mirror, and I didn't know whether he really missed it accidentally, or did it on purpose.

The author has something to say:

This is a benefit that only exists on weekends. You don’t even think about it at ordinary times. The addition of random QAQ does not add more conditions [I didn’t know that there is such a saying] mainly because I can’t do it and I don’t want to owe you.

Jing-chan's current state is about the same as that of the servants in Fate. He has basic common sense, but he has not experienced it personally-that is, the appearance of Bai Zhaza when he just picked him up from the underwater temple.In other words, in the end, I was actually developed into the mental state at the beginning of this article. Thank you for another guardian [My health is good at 27]

感谢在2020-06-1412:59:02~2020-06-1422:30:39期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Fangfeng, 1 golden branch clover;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: Shengge Zuitaiping, Eight-legged Sea Fairy Angrily Drinking Guda Soup 10 bottles; I am so sleepy, Qinghe, score +666, Lulu Nali 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!