The lover that gravity makes is wrong

The rain is getting heavier.

The gloom gathered in the sky was like a huge curtain, and the transparent rainwater fell from the upside-down dark clouds and hit a red umbrella surface, making the sound of crackling rain.

In a deserted alley in Yokohama, a red-haired girl is squatting obediently in an open cardboard box with an umbrella.

The size of the carton is not large, only slightly larger than the common corrugated cartons for mineral water.

The slightly cramped space forced the girl squatting inside to carefully restrain her hands and feet to make room for the little creatures in the box.

I have to say, this picture is really a bit strange.

A big living man was holding a small red umbrella, like a wet puppy, huddled in a discarded cardboard box by the roadside.

If at this time, someone conveniently put up a sign next to it, and wrote words like "Please adopt me, I eat less", with the appearance of a ghost girl, maybe she will be killed by a good-hearted person. , Pick it up and take it home.

...Of course, before this, the possibility of being targeted by people with malicious intentions is even greater.

A hundred meters away, across the street, Nakahara Chuya, who got out of the car and strode towards him, clearly saw a group of people gathering in a corner, discussing something furtively and quietly.

Their eyes wandered, their wretched eyes concealed and dodged, and they thought they were hiding, and occasionally drifted to the position of the third son.

At this time, the red-haired girl was still holding the umbrella ignorantly, looking down at the box seriously, not knowing what she was looking at.

— Tsk, that idiot!

Zhong Yuanzhong also scratched the hair on the side of his neck angrily, moved his fingers, and walked towards the group with a sullen face.

By the way, this is already the third group of scumbags that the red-haired boy has encountered along the way.

Ever since Hong Kong and Black won the Dragon Head War and took over most of the black forces in Yokohama, the law and order in this city mixed with dragons and snakes has unexpectedly risen to a higher level.

But this by no means means that a young girl with outstanding looks who is regarded as "high-end" by some people can perform performance art while squatting in a cardboard box in an alley when night falls.

Judging from the number of Xiaoxiao who came out, it can be seen how satisfied they are with the third son.

After stepping the last wave of garbage into the trash can, tired of the gravity of the ending, decided to cut off this endless cycle of strange fishing at the source.

The red-haired boy put his hands in his pockets, stepped on the rainwater, and walked to the third son.

"What are you doing here?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also lowered his head, looked down at the little red umbrella in front of him, and asked.

The voice of the gravitational ocher suddenly sounded in the quiet alley, with the cleanliness and magnetism unique to the youth and adulthood, and against the background of the splashing rain, it seemed a bit distorted.

As if disturbed by someone's voice, the little red umbrella trembled slightly, then tilted to the left and moved away.

The accumulated rainwater slid down the umbrella surface, splashing raindrops all over the alley.

The girl under the umbrella raised her head upon hearing the sound, revealing her red hair stained with moisture around her cheeks, and her emerald eyes that suddenly shone with surprise when she saw the person coming.

"Ah, Teacher Zhongyuan, what a coincidence!"

The third son squatted in the cardboard box, full of energy, greeting acquaintances whom he hadn't seen for a long time,

"Long time no see, is life going well recently?"

The girl's familiar attitude made Zhongyuan Zhong unconsciously pause, and then blurted out: "Toefl, not bad..."

Only halfway through the words, the young man came back to his senses suddenly, now is not a good time to reminisce about the old days,

"No, I almost got caught by you!"

Zhong Yuan also raised his forehead as if he had a migraine, and pointed to the strange appearance of the third son,

"Are you sure you want to keep this posture and talk to me? What is this doing, performance art?"

"Huh?" Sanzi blinked his eyes puzzled.

The two just said, "What do you think I'm doing, I think you're sick", and after staring wide-eyed for a while, the third son finally realized from Zhongyuan Zhongye's inexplicable gaze, and said with a smile,

"No, I was sealed accidentally."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "?"

What print?

For a moment, the ochre-haired boy looked at a fool.

It was probably already predicted that if he continued to ask, it would be the end of an endless Che Jilu dialogue. Zhongyuan Zhong also simply gave up on asking, and directly raised his hand, ready to lift a certain girl who was squatting in a cardboard box.

Unexpectedly, as if he had seen through the intention of the red-haired boy, the third son raised his finger in front of his lips before the opponent made a move, and made a gesture of whispering.

"Shh, wait a minute, Teacher Zhongyuan."

As the red-haired girl spoke, she lowered her head and pointed to the box.

what?

The originally impatient Zhong Yuan Zhong also actually stopped the movement of carrying the person, and instead stepped forward two steps and squatted down, looking towards the position of the third son's finger.

The next moment, the boy slightly opened his eyes wide, showing a slightly surprised expression.

"This is……?!"

——In the cardboard box covered by the little red umbrella, there is an adult yellow dog curled up at the girl's feet.

The yellow dog's abdomen rises and falls with its breathing, surrounded by a few puppies that look like they have just been born, wrinkled, squinting, and raising their heads to accept the dog's mother's licking.

The newborn puppies could not be exposed to the wind, so they were almost picked up by the mother dog one by one, and stuffed under the skirt of the red-haired girl, only the little furry heads were exposed.

At first glance, it looks like a circle of yellow glutinous rice balls suddenly growing out of the hem of the long skirt.

Such a scene fits well with what the red-haired girl said a minute ago——

Accidentally, it was sealed by a group of cute creatures.

Perhaps sensing the unfamiliar sight, the yellow dog who was taking care of the child raised its head vigilantly.

The big dog's sharp eyes aimed at the direction of Zhongye Zhongyuan, and a low-pitched warning came out of his throat.

Zhong Yuanzhong also paused, ready to get up and back.

But the third son stopped him, shook his head at the yellow dog and said,

"It's okay, Mr. Zhongyuan is a good person and will not hurt you."

So don't be afraid.

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyebrows unexpectedly: "Are you talking to a dog?"

The next moment, he saw the vigilant yellow dog, as if he really understood what the red-haired girl said, and looked at himself humanly for a moment.

Then he looked away disinterestedly, nodded perfunctorily at him as if apologetic, and continued to nurse the cub.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

This is the first time in his life that he has received an apology from a dog.

Honestly, it feels pretty amazing.

For a moment, PortMafia's young gravitationalist showed a dazed and dull expression as if he had been kicked by a donkey.

"puff."

A certain red-haired girl accidentally laughed out loud.

When the other party saw it, he coughed knowingly, retracted the arc of the corner of his mouth, and explained with a serious expression,

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhongyuan, it won't take too long, they will leave soon."

"Leave? Are you sure?" Zhong Yuanzhong also expressed doubts.

A yellow dog that just gave birth, plus a group of newborn cubs.

Not to mention leaving, the red-haired boy had reason to believe that if he hadn't bumped into him, maybe this idiot would have held an umbrella and squatted in a cardboard box all night.

Oh, and by the way, I have to endure the harassment of a group of garbage in the dark.

Zhong Yuanzhong also thought with a blank face.

At this time, the gravitational force boy had obviously forgotten that a certain ghost girl can reverse the force value of weeping willows.

"All in all, send them to the pet hospital first. Professionals will take care of them, which is better than you."

After Zhongyuan Zhong also finished speaking, he glanced at the dilapidated cardboard box and the skirt of the girl who was used as a quilt by a puppy.

Then he looked away a little uncomfortably, pulled off the coat on his shoulders, and handed it to the third son.

"Use this."

The ochre-haired young gentleman turned his head, looked at the rain screen and said.

The black coat handed to him was dry and tidy, and because of the power of gravity, it was not contaminated with excess water vapor.

The tentacles still carried the temperature of the boy's body.

"Well……"

The third son looked at the jacket, showing hesitation.

Although she wanted to say that she wasn't cold, but at this time, if she refused the other party's words, the girl always had a feeling that the boy opposite would blush in embarrassment, jump up and cry.

Forget it, Teacher Zhongyuan's rare kindness.

The third son took the coat and raised his hand to put it on.

"Is it okay? Take them, we'll go to the doctor now..."

Zhongyuan Zhong also turned his head when he heard the sound, and when he saw the coat on the girl's body, his voice paused, showing a stuck expression.

—I mean take the coat and cover the puppy!What are you going to put on yourself!

Are you a newborn puppy!

Zhongyuan Zhong also hesitated to speak, and wanted to complain, but facing the girl's expression of "Look, I take care of your emotions, I put it on", he held back for a long time, and swallowed the words back .

...Forget it, there are no people on the street anyway.

Just use the gravity ability like this, take the person with the box, and take it to the pet hospital together.

The red-haired boy who had no extra coat wiped his face tiredly, and thought to himself.

Sanzi blinked obediently.

Well, although I don't know what Teacher Zhongyuan is thinking, but my intuition tells her that it is better for her to keep silent at this time.

"you……"

Nakahara Chuya opened his mouth and was about to speak. The next second, something even more bizarre happened.

The Huanggou family, who were resting weakly in the cardboard box just now, stood up energetically.

They shook their fur, and jumped out of the box one by one after the big dog.

However, the palm-sized puppies were not at all weak like newborn puppies. They happily wagged their tails, and with a whimper, they nimbly climbed onto the mother's back and squatted down in rows.

"Wang, wang!"

The lively puppy barked twice towards Sanzi and Zhong Yuanzhong.

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked confused.

The red-haired girl didn't seem surprised by this, and asked with a normal expression: "Oh, have you rested, where are you going to settle down next?"

"Woof!" The puppy flicked its tail energetically.

"Iori? It's full of spiritual energy, so it's a good place."

The third son seemed to understand, and nodded in agreement,

"I know there is a powerful fox demon who is now settling in Yayuan. If you encounter trouble in the future, you can ask him for help. Remember to bring the steamed buns from Nanatsujiya."

"Woof!" the dog yelled twice.

Before they left, the third son did not forget to take out a business card from his pocket and handed it to the silent big yellow dog, skillfully recruiting newcomers for hell,

"Sister Huanggou, are you interested in working at Buxi after death? Six insurances and one housing fund, annual leave and two days off, family members can also join the job!"

It's a pity that Miss Huanggou obviously has no interest in working after death.

It glanced at the business card, and was about to shake its head, but its own cub whimpered and arched its back.

Big Sister Yellow Dog: "..."

In the end, the dog mother, who refused to be a social animal after death, reluctantly took away the girl's business card under the urging of her cubs.

Probably thinking of the tragic future of being forced to work overtime after death, before the big dog left, he stared at the shocked Nakahara Chuya as if to reproach him.

The back view of leaving in the rain is full of 007's heartache.

"They are dog spirits, a rare group of animals with human intelligence."

The third son explained to the red-haired boy, "Isn't there often been a story about the dog fairy repaying his kindness and helping the kind villagers get rich?"

"Well, although getting rich is fabricated, they are very vengeful. Those who bully them will be bitten on the heels for a lifetime."

—until death.

What a good and touching quality, damn it later they will contribute to hell.

Sanzi sighed.

Nakahara Chuya on the side: "..."

He understands the truth, but he just wants to know... Why did the dog give him a special look before leaving?

Did he do something to be held against?

Third son: "No, I don't think so."

Zhong Yuan also turned his head and looked at the girl slowly.

"Based on my years of experience—"

The red-haired girl studied Chuya's facial features carefully, her eyes as beautiful as emeralds and emeralds stared at the boy without blinking.

The wind passed through the sky, and the dense rain subsided unknowingly.

Inexplicably, Zhong Yuanzhong also felt his breathing slow down.

He heard scattered raindrops, intermittently falling on the umbrella surface, making a clear sound.

The whole world is filled with the sound of falling rain, but under the umbrella, the two-person space where the boy and the girl look at each other is peaceful.

"cough."

The red-haired boy, who was uncomfortable being watched, pressed the brim of his hat and turned his head away first.

He raised his head sideways, his cobalt blue eyes were fixed on the umbrella covered with condensation, as if there was some incredible treasure on it, but his attention was always on the girl.

"You, cough, what are you looking at." Zhong Yuanzhong also cleared his throat vigorously.

"Teacher Zhongyuan."

Zhong Yuanzhong also subconsciously held his breath.

The third son looked at the side face of Chuya Zhongyuan, and his serious voice was sent to the boy's ears by the wind word by word,

"According to my many years of experience in knowing people, Miss Quanling should be on you, sensing the aura of a familiar overtime worker."

"Although labor is glorious, you should also pay attention to your health when working overtime."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

...overtime, ha!ha!ha!Overtime of course!

Otherwise what else can it be!

Zhong Yuanzhong also stood up with a "whoosh", even he himself didn't know why he was embarrassed and disappointed.

At this moment, there is only one thought in Zhe Fa's mind.

Whenever he gives this idiot another look, his name Chuya Nakahara will be reversed——

The red-haired girl, who was still squatting inside the box, hurriedly stretched out her hand and grabbed the corner of Zhongya Zhongya's clothes, seeing that the gravitational force was about to rush into the rain with a murderous look.

"Wait, wait a minute! Teacher Zhongyuan!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also stopped.

The girl's pitiful voice came from behind him,

"That...Mr. Zhongyuan, can you give me a hand before you leave? My legs are numb."

……

…………

Central Plains Chuya, Central Plains Chuya took a deep breath silently.

Then he turned around with a stinky face, and gave the girl his hand: "Grab it yourself."