Bandage fine tricks

Furutani Rei also saw the net bag carried by Osamu Dazai's subordinate. Although the light around here was not very good, he could still see the identity of the kitten in the net bag at a glance.

It's Nana's cat.

When Osamu Dazai contacted him, he didn't mention Nana's cat - this is normal, generally speaking, people are the most important thing, no matter how smart cats are, they are not as good as people, and there is no need to use them as bargaining chips.

But... did Nana know that her cat was caught?

The blond youth moved his eyeballs slightly.

At the request of Osamu Dazai, he will bring Nana over and exchange Nana for "Mafia at the port will not investigate the organization's previous actions in the hotel". The answer from the girl who sent the message was yes to Osamu Dazai.

She seems to have some goal that Osamu Dazai can achieve... Furuya Rei vaguely guessed this.

Could it be related to what she was busy with some time ago?

Osamu Dazai has a great reputation. At first glance, it would make people think that he wants to join forces with Osamu Dazai or use his brain to achieve some goals, but Fuguya Zero feels that what Nana needs is not this: Nana has a good enough brain and The scheming is fighting against Osamu Dazai, and she doesn't need another person who doesn't necessarily agree with her to join the plan.

...So, the goal is [Disqualification in the World]?

The two sides had nothing to talk about. After a routine swearing and repeating the code-like transaction content, Jiang Gu Ling hugged the girl who was still in a "coma" and put it down. With the thought of pulling it down to cover the thin white wrist, he nodded to the young man who had been looking at this side with a blank expression: "Since the deal is concluded, I will leave first."

He didn't ask Osamu Dazai what he wanted Nana to do, this was not what the organization's intelligence team cared about.

——Is it really okay for Nana to be alone...

After driving for a while, Fugu Ling touched his wrist, feeling very worried: During the time when he hugged Nana just now, in just a few tens of seconds, he felt that the cadres of Mafia at the port fell How cold is the sight on my body... At that moment, he happened to block Osamu Dazai's sight, otherwise, it would be Nana who "bathed" with that gaze.

Can Nana really handle him... No, he has to trust Nana and Nana's judgment.

Excellent judgment, but due to the problem of the angle of view and posture at that time, the target was wrongly judged. Rei Fuguya didn't know it. The gaze of the boss is like the coldest snow in Hokkaido.

Black suit: "...!!!"

The black suit stepped back decisively, bowing his head to express his submission, not daring to raise his head.

He heard the boss snort softly, and saw the hem of the boss's clothes appear beside the girl.

"Hey," the young man said lazily in his clear voice, "Stop pretending, I know you're awake."

Osamu Dazai glanced at the healthy little black cat in the net bag from the corner of his eye, and snorted: If the master loses consciousness, the life form with supernatural powers will also not be able to exist normally.

So from the existence of that cat, we can know that this girl is definitely pretending to be dizzy!

no response.

Osamu Dazai put aside the hem of his clothes and squatted down, tilting his head to look at the girl's quiet expression: "Would you deny it if you beat her to death...then I'll do it?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and his slightly bandaged palm touched the girl's delicate skinned cheek.

After waiting for a while, the breathing and heartbeat of the girl under the palm did not change at all. Dazai Osamu looked at the net pocket with some surprise: the little black cat in the net pocket still had a "stupid human" expression on his face, not as he expected disappear.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Without thinking, he reached out and pulled out the big fluffy tail from the net bag.

The little black cat exploded instantly: "Meow!"

[Disqualification in the World] There will be no mistakes, that is to say...

What a normal cat! ?

Nana the cat was nestled in the net bag, and flicked its tail angrily. Osamu Dazai was in shock and didn't react, which really made her pull out the tail.

Well, thanks to the high enough level of awakening of my bloodline - Maoyou's puppet talent makes her distracted body no longer an existence like a supernatural life body, but a real individual. If I insist on describing it... probably a cat Existence like a cat's tail?

But, Nana has to reiterate the point, the young Osamu Dazai - she's too pissed off to call him respectful anymore - was really a dog!

Bear boy is just a bear, he is a real dog!

Dazai Osamu, who has not studied Nana cat language, but still vaguely understands its meaning: "..."

Oops, I was rejected—no, it seemed like I was rejected all the time.

That's fine.

He picked up the girl who hadn't woken up, and was surprised for a moment by the much lighter weight in his arms than expected. After Dazai Osamu asked his subordinates to send him back to the vicinity of his residence, he asked his subordinates to leave: no one dared to approach the garbage disposal Because they didn't know whether they would be greeted by Osamu Dazai's smiling face or the cadre's gun when they approached there.

Taking off his shoes and jacket, the unconscious girl was put on the bed, Osamu Dazai hesitated.

Nanaimao, who had just struggled out of the net pocket, looked at the young boy coyly for a while, and then seemed to be struggling, but couldn't wait to put the quilt on the young girl.

Nana Cat:?

It's just covered with a quilt, why do you have to squirm for a long time, even the roots of your ears are red?

Do you feel that the quilt you usually cover is not clean enough and you are afraid of being rejected?

The little black cat approached a little puzzled, and sniffed carefully, but its keen sense of smell didn't smell any unhygienic smell.

Osamu Dazai's own body smell, the residual smell from the body wash and shampoo -- hey, this smell is similar to what she used... Other than that, there is no bad smell...

The wooden cat also expressed that he could not understand.

As soon as Osamu Dazai turned his head, he saw the little black cat looking at him with question marks on his face.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Although I already know that Miss Cat is not herself, but... it really seems...

With a strong sense of shame, Osamu Dazai decided to treat the cat as if it were a cat regardless of whether it was real or not: the little black cat’s eyes went dark, and then he found himself being held in his arms by Osamu Dazai, even pressing his head down. It looked up and saw nothing: "Meow meow!!!"

Osamu Dazai loosened his hold on the kitten in his arms firmly under the premise of ensuring that it would not slip out, while he sat on the only chair in the room, half curled up, hugged the cat tightly, and used his chin to Resist its attempts to look up.

Thinking that if she was awake now, she would most likely react in the same way when she saw what he did just now, Dazai wanted to grit his teeth: this kind of stupid behavior...

How can a girl be so careless!

People don't know if they eat tofu!

Or... Osamu Dazai's eyes froze, who deliberately formed such a habit?

...It must have been done by that person, the guy who almost made himself a stand-in.

He intentionally cultivated her into a character who is not sensitive to such things, and she is not conscious of being taken advantage of by others. Although this is convenient for him, but... But, what if she is taken advantage of by others! ! !

What rubbish!

——Osamu Dazai didn't realize that most people would not regard lying on someone else's bed as being taken advantage of. Rather, the overly strong possessive desire caused by the late puberty agitation made him have a strong desire for any object with his own breath Ownership is exceptionally keen.

That's why he felt that "lying on his bed covered with his usual quilt, his body was stained with his breath" made him secretly happy in his heart and intuitively felt that he seemed too perverted and shy.

The kitten, which was struggling in the boy's arms and tried to poke its head, expressed that it could not understand such perverted behavior.

The body functions have almost recovered, and the consciousness can be transferred back to the main body, but...

I don't want to wake up.

The cat sighed silently again.

Not really wanting to face it, but...

The iris-colored eyes of the young man who smiled and looked at her in her memories were always shining with light, so that she never realized the pain and despair hidden under the light.

...Will it be what she thinks?

Letting out a long breath, the girl closed her eyes, rolled over and pinned down the boy beside her, and then opened her eyes.

The black-haired boy was suppressed by her limbs, and from the pair of iris eyes, she clearly saw her own appearance.

Because of her unexpected action, the young man's face was obviously surprised, and there was no usual gloom in his wide-open eyes, but a bit of clarity that he should have at his age.

——If people who know Osamu Dazai know her evaluation at this moment, everyone will probably think that this person is blinded by something, right?

But she really felt that Dazai Osamu, who showed a surprised expression, did not have the usual appearance of the city's calculations, and really looked like an ordinary high school student.

At his age, he should indeed be a high school student, not...

Sink into darkness.

So she bent down, met those eyes, and slowly lowered her head at a speed that Osamu Dazai could definitely turn his head away if he wanted to.

Osamu Dazai did not escape.

As a result, the slightly pale lips touched the lips that were as pink as cherry blossoms.

no further.

After a few seconds of silence, Osamu Dazai smiled, and said in a breath-like voice, "Is it just a kiss, and you didn't even close your eyes...Are you some kind of innocent elementary school student?"

——Although he opened his mouth to speak, he minimized the changes in the shape of his lips as much as possible, so that when he spoke, he didn't...separate the connection between the two.

It was like trying to maintain the connection between the two and not wanting it to be broken.

The breath that came out naturally when he spoke, and the calm and unchanging breath of the girl on his body, made Dazai Osamu convinced that when he spoke just now, the breath that had circulated in his lungs was once breathed out. ...inhaled into her lungs.

...to die for.

The girl raised her head slightly, and the lips that had just touched parted. Osamu Dazai restrained his urge to catch up, and tightened his lips.

But she did not separate too far, but maintained a distance that seemed to be kissed at any time.

"No," she said, "you don't close your eyes because," she said after a pause, "if you feel uncomfortable, I will stop."

——What Dazai Osamu did before made her deeply realize one thing, that is, Mr. Dazai she is familiar with and this 18-year-old Dazai Osamu, really, cannot be regarded as one person.

So, is the person that 22-year-old Mr. Dazai will fall in love with deeply, the person that 18-year-old Osamu Dazai will also fall in love with?

If you fall in love, will you be willing to... contact?

——The person who regards himself as a disgusting existence, and even puts his residence in a garbage dump, as if he was born to belong to the garbage, will be willing to touch the existence he thinks is beautiful, not Dodge?

She couldn't give a definite answer, so she chose to observe.

"If you don't feel uncomfortable, I will...continue?"

Osamu Dazai was quiet for a while, and then he muttered in a low voice: "What..."

He seemed to be just complaining, but... After complaining, the lips that were originally tightly pressed were still slightly loosened, and the lips and tongue hidden behind could be vaguely seen.

...It should be ok to hint here, right?Can she understand?

I can definitely understand it!

Obviously so smart, if you don't understand it, you are pretending to be stupid!

Osamu Dazai looked away, and instead of looking at the person close at hand, he glanced to the other side. On the chair by the bed, the little black cat had already rolled itself into a ball of black fluff, with its abdomen rising and falling, obviously asleep .

...So, it's really not a supernatural life form.

Osamu Dazai was thinking wildly about the idea that he had already reached an accurate conclusion.

The warm touch on his lips took away his ability to think.

This time, instead of just sticking, she stuck out her tongue and licked it gently along the curve of his lips, as if she was using the tip of her tongue to trace the shape of his lips.

Then, he reached in and slowly rolled up his companion who had been waiting there for a long time and was about to pounce on him.

"Hmm..." Osamu Dazai made a little noise, and couldn't help turning his gaze back, wanting to see what kind of expression she would have at this time, would she be...intoxicated?

But his vision was pitch black—as if he realized what he wanted to do at that moment, the girl raised her hand to cover his eyes, preventing him from seeing his expression at all.

Osamu Dazai was stunned for a moment, and soon understood.

——What, pretending to be so calm and at ease, I thought he was the only one whose emotions were so affected...

It turned out that I was still shy.