Dazai Cat's Amazing Journey

Dazai wandered the streets of Yokohama, looking at this very familiar city.The catwalk is graceful and flexible.

Back then, he was still one of the two gangsters, a cadre of the Mafia, squeezed by Mr. Mori all day long, soaked in the blood and smoke of the Mafia, so he had no time to take a good look at every corner of Yokohama.

Even if he could memorize all the maps of the streets and alleys of Yokohama and know the situation of each store, he still didn't have the opportunity to go shopping by himself.

At that time, he was never interested in this kind of shopping.Going shopping always seems to be the joy of ordinary people, the enjoyment of soaking in the fireworks.At that time, he didn't bother with this kind of enjoyment at all, and felt that everything was boring, and he could see through it at a glance.

Return to the past, revisit the old place.

What a wonderful thing, Dazai Maomao was shaking his whiskers, maybe he was laughing, maybe he wasn't.He jumped up the fence with ease, and his posture was vigorous. Now no one can connect him with the little guy who walked with his left foot and stumbled with his right foot.That's all black history.

Yokohama, Yokohama, where the concept of three quarters has not been particularly perfect.

The port of Mafia is developing crazily, the Supernatural Secret Service has too many restrictions, and the detective agency has just started.

Dazai Mimi whimpered and hummed an out-of-tune song of martyrdom. Unfortunately, no young lady would die with a cat, and he didn't want to die with a female cat either.

He's clearly in a good mood today.

There was one thing he had been thinking about and came to a conclusion today.Something that made Dazai hesitate for so long must be extremely important.

Cat Dazai jumped off the fence and looked at the alley ahead where gunshots came from.This is the slums of Lei Guo Street, where the chaos broke out, and there are many organizations with strongholds here.

Back then, wasn't "Sheep" one of the organizations in the slums?

Of course, later in the development of Port Mafia, these large and small organizations were eliminated or annexed by the Port Mafia.

Today should be the day when the mafia comes to clear the scene.

Dazai walked slowly towards the place where the gunfire was dense.He has been paying attention to the intelligence of the port Mafia.

Port Mafia, huh.

There was a complicated look in his cat eyes.

I am coming.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also wearing a small black suit, and still wore his old funny hat. His small body looked fragile, but he burst out with an aura of six meters one.

He commanded his men to mop up the enemy.

These enemies are too weak to be worthy of him.

There was blood, screams, constant gunshots, and gunpowder filled the air.

This is the world of the mafia, of blood and violence.

Dazai was once soaked in such a dark world, his blood was even darker than the mafia.

But he came out again, into the light.

Obviously, there is a bottomless abyss in his heart, despair and black mud are rolling in the abyss, overflowing a little from time to time, it has scared others into a cold sweat.

The most ironic thing is his current white and flawless hair and crystal clear eyes.Who would have thought that under such a perfect and pure body, there is a decayed soul.

Dazai flicked his tail, temporarily cleared up these black thoughts, and watched the little man sweep away the enemies.

Zhong Yuanzhong also works day and night. As the conscience of Port Mafia, he has such a good heart that it is too normal to be squeezed by others. Port Mafia is like this.He straightened his hat and squinted his eyes a little, feeling his fatigue.It's time to take a break, Chuya thought so.

Then he caught a glimpse of a blinding white.

This touch of white was so conspicuous in this world of red and black, Chuya's eyes were immediately attracted.

is a cat.

It seemed to be attracted by the things here, and stood there motionless.

Zhongyuanzhong also has a good impression of this kind of fluffy animal.Seeing that there were no subordinates around, he walked up to the white cat and squatted down.

Dazai Maomao successfully attracted the attention of Nakahara Chuya, and the first step of the plan was successful.

He watched Zhongya walk over, squatted down, and...

"Mi, mi."

Dazai: "..."

So do cat jokers all over the world like to say this sentence?

Zhong Yuanzhong also saw that the cat didn't move, didn't want to run away, and didn't accept his teasing, so he murmured, "Tsk, could it be that he was scared stupid?" The smell of blood and gunpowder smoke on his body Too heavy for little animals to like.

Dazai flicked his tail amusedly and angrily, jumped back onto the low wall of the slum, and looked at Nakaya from a high place.

Even if he becomes a cat, he still despises Chuya's height.Tsk, little man, let me tell you that I was scared to death.

Dazai Maomao, who must take revenge.

Zhongyuan Zhong also suddenly saw it through the cat's eyes...

Familiar contempt.

Why is it so like some disgusting mackerel?

Eh?

Really the same color eyes.

No, that mackerel was black from inside to outside, and his eyes were not so clear.

Dazai brushed his face on Chuya's side, and then left, anyway, we will meet again later.

By the river, a cat took small steps, blowing the river wind from the water.

Tsurumi River, the sparkling Tsurumi River.The breeze blew across the river, smashing the sky, clouds and shadows into pieces.

The scenery had a strange attraction for Dazai, so he walked to the edge of the water.

The figure of a white cat is reflected in the water. The cat's eyes are shining, and the fur is white and shiny. It looks like a rich cat.Although Dazai has always had a mysterious narcissism, it is really difficult for him to look at himself in cat form.If it wasn't for a strong mentality, suddenly turning into a cat, unable to communicate with people, and unable to enjoy what people can enjoy, I'm afraid it will collapse.

Dazai looked at his own reflection, getting closer and closer, wanting to observe carefully.

So he merged with the reflection.

Ah, it is art to commit suicide by jumping into the water with the graceful figure of a cat!

On Wuzhen's side, a newcomer has arrived today.

Luanbu sat in his own position, turned the chair, and spoke in a familiar tone.

"Here it is."

"coming."

"Hmm... For you, it seems that you don't even need to do the entrance examination..."

"Is that right?"

"Of course it is necessary according to the procedure."

The newcomer looks tall, but his expression is a bit silly.

Luanbu took out a strawberry-flavored lollipop and put it in his mouth.

"It just so happens that the guy hasn't come back yet, so let's find that guy first."

Therefore, the newcomer accepted the first task of joining the club.

Go find his predecessor, a cat who hasn't come back for dinner in the evening, and get him back.

There are plenty of pictures of this cat in the detective agency.One-third of the photo wall is it, one-third is Luanbu, and the remaining third is group photos and others.And many of the photos of other people also have this cat.

But looking for a cat is a kind of aimless thing.Do you want to yell "mi-mi-" while walking?

The new members thought about this question seriously.

Then he saw a mass of white in the boundary of his vision, floating across the river.

Rookie: "..."

After Dazai was salvaged, he was still a little bit unsatisfied.What a happy thing to commit suicide, but it is a pity to be interrupted.The feeling of being gradually eroded by the cold river water makes me really want to immerse myself in that black dream forever.Except for the cold spot, there is nothing wrong with it. Wait for the temperature to rise before entering the water next time.

He opened his eyes reluctantly, wanting to see which annoying guy interrupted his good deed.

Then Dazai Maomao was broken into pieces.

A meow was stuck in his throat, his beard was shaking constantly, and his whole body was trembling.

A cat's heart beats faster than a human's.

But Dazai never knew that his heartbeat could be so fast that his body could hardly bear it.And he even forgot to breathe.

The newcomer who looks a little dull is very unfriendly.He thought the cat was shivering because it fell into the river, it was cold.So he lifted the cat up without hesitation, and flicked it left and right.

Dazai was completely dumbfounded.

He stared at that person with his eyeballs, wanting to look but not daring to look, probably because he was afraid that everything was a phantom created by suicide.

Until the man's big hand passed through his armpit, lifted him up, and shook him dry like a clothes, a little rough, not gentle, but direct enough.

The palm conveyed the warmth, and Dazai's heartbeat miraculously calmed down.

Odasaku.

The living Odasaku.

In the morning, he went to find the Mafia, just thinking that it would be almost the time when he defected.

As for going back to the past, whether or not to see friends who have passed away.

Dazai really hesitated for a long time.

If it were someone else, of course they would want to see it, and even try their best to avoid the tragedy.

But Dazai is a coward.This kind of thing can think for so long, hesitate for so long.Is this world an illusion or reality?Things that have no answer can bother him and make him escape the happiness that is within reach.

It wasn't until something in the timeline was coming that he finally made up his mind that he had to save Odazuku.

Is this fate? In the morning he decided to see Oda Tsukuru, and in the evening Oda Zuku picked him up.

Dazai nestled wetly in Oda Sakunosuke's arms, and Oda Sakunosuke was obviously not a cat hugger, so the embrace was actually not that comfortable.

But Dazai felt at ease.

Couldn't be more at ease.

It's just... where is Odasaku going...?

When Oda Saku finally returned to the detective agency, which was his destination.

Dazai has been broken again.

Why did Oda come to the detective agency? Isn't he in the Mafia at this time?

Dazai cat cat pupil earthquake.

This is the lack of intelligence.

He didn't investigate Oda too much, he only knew that the other party was still the bottom-level staff of Mafia at that port.

But... why did you suddenly come to the detective agency?

The author has something to say:

What I cherish more than Dazai Maomao is the living Odasaku...

I applied for a contract, and I don't know what the result will be.But if you don't sign the contract, the review is a bit hopeless.