I write dog blood in Yokohama

I opened the window of the office and stepped on it without hesitation.

"Hey?!!"

I had already let go, and Zhong Yuanzhong, who was still standing there in a daze behind him, was finally able to say a word. He was startled, rushed over and grabbed my arm and pulled it back. Unfading red, "What are you doing?!"

"doing what……"

Standing quietly in the small office, with my feet on the balcony, I struggled to free myself from the boy's hand, looked out of the window with emotionless eyes, and said in a cold voice: "There is nothing in this world that is worthy of my nostalgia. "

"...Wait! Come down first, you bastard!" Nakahara Nakahara blushed and continued to pull me down. Seeing that he couldn't pull me down, he simply hugged my waist with two arms from behind and lifted me up forcefully. Afterwards: "Anyway, anyway, you calm down first!"

"No! Yabaa Butterfly! Yabaa Butterfly!!"

Obviously he should be the most calm!I screamed expressionlessly and struggled miserably, surrounded by thick death.

To be honest, the situation just now is completely equivalent to being seen by someone in a photo of me wearing a erotic ♂○, or by the male god in Two-dimensional, so why did he suddenly come in just now...

Kill me!

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo L L L L L L L I M A L I , HELPFUL HELP!!!"

"...You, don't shout like crazy!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also covered my mouth crying for help. At this moment, his posture really looked like someone plotting to do something wrong. It seemed that he couldn't stand me twisting and turning in his arms, but he let go of my hand. He broke down and yelled by the window again, the orange-haired boy almost collapsed, and had to lower his face: "You are messing around, I'm going to beat you!"

I:"……"

I almost turned around to look at him in disbelief. I was shocked. If I could control my emotions just now, I was really hurt now: "Uh...uhhh!!"

He opened his mouth to bite the boy who was covering his hand, but he didn't dare to use too much force. Nakahara Nakaya's black gloves were immediately wetted a little, and the strange feeling stuck to his fingers, which made him let go subconsciously. hand.

I was able to open my mouth again and immediately said: "You hit me, I will sue Mori Boss and Mr. Dazai."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

"Let's not mention Boss for now, what's the use of you and that bastard mackerel complaining!" The red-haired boy twitched the corner of his mouth viciously. I hugged me down from the balcony: "Enough is enough!"

"it hurts."

My arm hurts a bit from being clenched. Although I know how to let it go, but thinking about what happened just now, I really can’t bear it. It’s really too embarrassing to pass like this. I lowered my head and pretended to be hurt: "Zhongye Senior, I’m Japanese, so I don’t know, you guys here are quite open about sex, but we Chinese are, talk about sex.”

"It must be senior's fault that I can't find a boyfriend."

Then he took advantage of the opportunity to bring the topic to Ango Sakaguchi, so that Mr. Ango would definitely reject him and the like, and the opportunity to declare that he likes Ango to the outside world is now here!

I think the plan makes sense, before rubbing my wrists and continuing to say something, by the way, to ease my embarrassment just now, Zhong Yuanzhong has already pursed his lips, and pulled my slightly red arm, his neck is also very red No, the brim of the hat almost covered the expression on his face: "I see, you... I, I will take responsibility."

I:? ? ?

……What?What kind of responsibility does he take? Could it be that he made a portrait of himself to show me as compensation?

It can't be another kind of responsibility about men and women, wait a minute, although I'm a solo mother so far, but if I can fight with the legendary Chuya male god before I leave... cough cough!Get some sleep, and you won't have any regrets in this life.

I was overwhelmed by the things that jj would lock in my head, and I couldn't help thinking about it. At this moment, there was a very loud cough from the door of the office: "Cough——"

Zhong Yuanzhong and I were also stunned for a moment, and the two turned their heads to look at the same time, and it turned out to be the old man Guangjin Liulang, the centurion of the black lizard.

"You..." The orange-haired boy froze at what I was going to say just now, his cheeks flushed (although he couldn't redden anymore) and he looked towards the door, his whole body was furious: "Hey, before you come in Knock on the door first!?"

I couldn't help but stare at the other party. To be honest, I was also a little curious when the old man came. He wouldn't have seen my portrait too...

"I'm very sorry but." Guangjin Liulang who was standing outside the house coughed, and his tone was a bit inaudible: "I'm ashamed to say that the door was open when I came down, and I have knocked on the door three times."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

I:"……"

It was already on when I came here, indicating that it was after the male god Zhongye, and I couldn't help but quietly breathe a sigh of relief.

Guangjin Liulang is here to find someone. He obeyed the order from above and asked me to go to the torture department of the Port Mafia to help interrogate the new prisoner captured by the Black Lizard. That prisoner happened to be captured from the hostile organization we are about to infiltrate of.

"Okay." I pulled my arm out of Nakahara Nakaya's hand, "Senior Chuya, please stay here, wait, I'll come back and draw for you."

"Oh." The orange-haired boy glanced down at my arm and was silent for a few seconds before saying, "Sorry."

"It's okay, you have to take responsibility anyway." He still knows how to apologize!I touched Ba Ji's sore wrist, and couldn't help stabbing the boy a few words, damn it, a certain former black mud spirit and boss never treated me like this before.

I didn't notice that Zhongyuan Zhong also choked up, and lowered his head awkwardly. I took the painting tools, followed Guangjin Liulang out of my office, and walked all the way to the basement.

The old man is a very gentleman, he offered to help me get things, he was dressed similarly to the previous few times we met, he was wearing a black coat with a long tail, and his eyes with gold-rimmed glasses were staring straight ahead, but halfway through Several times he opened his mouth, looking hesitant to speak.

"Well, maybe I'm talking too much, are you okay?"

"Huh?" I scratched my cheek in doubt, always feeling that the other party had something to say. When I reached the basement, I reached out silently, took the bucket and paints carefully, and explained: "It's okay, thank you."

"It just hurts." After thinking for a while, I added another sentence.

"Cough! Terrified." Seeing my outstretched arm, Guangjin Liulang immediately clenched his chest and coughed several times, as if he was choking, and left quickly.

……

To be honest, I should not be a scourge.

He came to the torture department with paints and other things. Surprisingly, the red-haired woman in an elegant kimono was also standing not far away, holding a red paper umbrella in her hand, looking from afar, dignified And graceful.

"Sister Hongye, hello."

I ran over to say hello to the other party, and I was a little embarrassed to say that my supernatural ability is actually very suitable for the work of the torture team, so if there are any difficult problems in the torture department, before asking Dazai Osamu, I will come to him I solve.

For this reason, Ozaki Koyo often suggested that I stay in the torture department. I tried to talk to the leader again and again, but I stopped them.

Although, the black mud of the former Osamu Dazai boss is certainly scary, but the environment of the torture department is even more terrifying!

Every time I come here, there is a strong smell of blood in my nostrils, and there are screams from time to time, and some guys who really can't interrogate the results. Whenever I walk in, there are horrible stumps inside. Severing a hand makes people beg for a pair of eyes that have never been seen. If I hadn't practiced it when I was at the bottom, I would really vomit there.

"This time the captive is a little bit stubborn."

Ozaki Koyo gently touched my head, although the words in his mouth made people feel creepy: "Almost resisted all the plans, obviously that organization is not very grand."

Opening the door of the interrogation room, someone beside her even handed me a vise. Looking at the nails stuck in the pliers, I choked: "Ya...Ya Butterfly."

She motioned for the other party to take it away, and before she walked in with the painting tool, Koyo Ozaki suddenly changed her breath, and looked at me with a smile: "Xiaojiao."

"exist?"

"Hmm." The red-haired woman's tone was still very gentle, as if she said with tolerance: "Can you tell me, who taught you to say that word?"

"..."

Which word, ya baa butterfly?

I looked back at the other party in a daze, didn't Yabaa butterfly mean "don't"!It should be no problem to use it here, it can be completely equivalent to "taking away"...

Frozen like this for a while, looking at my very confused eyes, Ozaki Koyo couldn't help but sighed forcefully, she patted my shoulder: "Forget it."

"Speaking of which, I heard that you have been transferred to Zhongye's hands, so I can feel much more at ease now as a concubine."

Koyo Ozaki let go of this problem, and I was finally able to sit across from the prisoner, pick up a paintbrush and start creating.

The male god Zhongye is still waiting there, and with the task of sneaking into the hostile organization, we can't spend too much time here, so we can only hurry up and draw the enemy's head portrait.

It only took 30 minutes to draw the head portrait of the captive, and successfully obtained more detailed information from him, as well as some other things that the organization wanted to know. Anyway, there is an uncertain piece of information that can now be confirmed— —

The hostile group is having a dinner party tonight, so it's a good time for us to sneak in.

***

"Sure enough, it's more convenient for senior Chuya to wear women's clothing."

When I returned to the office, I couldn't help but say while drawing a picture of Nakahara Chuya.

"... Long-winded!" The red-haired boy hugged his chest, looking a little uncomfortable, and sat stiffly on the chair, "Did you see Big Sister Hongye when you went?"

"Yes, she, congratulations."

Originally, I wanted to say that Sister Hongye congratulated me on becoming the subordinate of the male god Chuya, and now the other party can feel relieved, but it is too long and difficult to say, so I just omitted it.

"Yes...is that so?" The orange-haired boy posed stiffly, and suddenly realized something, "Wait, how can you tell Big Sister Hongye about this kind of thing!"

I found that his attitude seemed to be a lot looser than in the previous discussion, especially after seeing a certain portrait of mine, he was not even as tough as before. I couldn't help recalling my original plan and began to try to persuade someone One thing that was rejected: "You get angry at every turn, you don't suki me."

"what?!"

A certain boy was stunned for a moment, and almost stood up: "You, what nonsense are you talking about!"

"When will I..."

Seeing his agitated expression, I reminded him to be careful not to move. By the way, I continued to work harder for my shady scheme: "Senior Zhongye, look."

"The hostile organization has a party tonight, right? I used my supernatural powers to pretend to be a man, and Chuya-senpai happened to be a girl. Be my female companion, sneak into the banquet, get things, perfect!"

"...Why must you be a man and I a woman?"

"Because of the gender swap, it's even more difficult to detect."

I explained in a plausible way: "Besides, my portrait is more convenient to use supernatural powers. Senior Chuya's is very simple."

I don't know if it was because of something I mentioned, but the red-haired boy's reaction stopped. He moved his blue eyes away and fell into silence for a short while.

***

Family, I did it.

I shortened my hair a bit through supernatural powers, raised my figure a bit, removed the too feminine organs on my body, and changed into a black suit, I coughed lightly, and walked out of the dressing room embarrassedly.

And a certain "girl" who took off the ten thousand year hat and the black suit, and put on a beautiful little skirt, also held the skirt tightly with both hands, gritted her teeth and walked out.

"Crack-knock-"

"...Hey, what are you doing?" The "girl" stared at her viciously: "I seem to have heard the sound of the shutter being pressed just now!?"

"Senior Zhongzi, your voice is too rough." I moved my eyes as if I didn't hear it, "Please keep it down."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

I think he might want to vomit a lot, and he didn't know which one to scold for a while, but finally he raised his voice angrily and said: "What the hell is Zhongzi! Did you just come up with a fake name!"

Hearing his voice, I nodded with satisfaction: "I like this voice."

"Also, please don't call me 'Oh Mommy', please call me—Jiao Ye."

Nakahara Chuya: "..."