Days as a Reincarnator in Yokohama

"What time is it now?"

Hirakawa Yaji looked at the dark sky outside the window, feeling a little dazed.

The huge difference in time flow can easily create a sense of dislocation between illusion and reality. He worked hard in the Regenerative Research Institute for eight months, but only about six hours have passed in the outside world, but the memory of eight months ago has already disappeared. Weakened a lot, can't remember.

Opening the terminal, he saw the chat record of the day before yesterday that he had a chat with the King of Green, and the record of inviting Chuya Nakahara to attend the dessert banquet.

Memory is like the stars reflected in the lake, one by one, I can't remember clearly, but I still have a little impression.

Entering the system panel, I saw [Summer Festival] written on the eight-month special task, and the progress has become 10/176.

"Ah yes, brother Dubu should be on duty tonight."

He slapped his palm, and suddenly remembered that if Brother Dubu was at home, it would be impossible for him to stay in the study so late.

At this time, everything was silent outside the window.

From near to far, the high-rise buildings in various residential areas and office areas became black silhouettes in the dark, and the five buildings in Mafia, the port in the distance, were unique in a group of buildings. After watching for a long time, he felt a sense of intimacy and stability. feel.

"Meow~"

He was feeling outrageous about his inexplicable thoughts, and a cat meowed outside the window attracted his attention.

It was only then that he noticed a black cat appeared outside the window at some point, but he didn't feel it at all.

If it was an enemy, he would have died seven or eight times already.

A layer of sweat broke out on Pingchuan Yaji's back, and he immediately calmed down from his trance.

Seeing his changing expression, the black cat outside the window tilted its head, squinted its eyes and lay lazily on the window sill, shaking its ears and licking its paws from time to time.

After Pingchuan Yaji calmed down, he confronted the black cat for a while, and after confirming that it wasn't weird, he opened the window.

The black cat is very spiritual, jumping into the study from the window lightly and naturally.

With the help of the light, Pingchuan Yaji finally saw its whole picture - black hair and red eyes.

The whole body is smooth black hair, a very pure color without any adulteration, but the eyes are actually scarlet.

Generally, red eyes would give people a sense of panic, which means losing control, but Hirakawa Masaki did not feel panic when facing this black cat. The first thing that came to his mind was Nakahara Chuya.

"Strange, why do I suddenly think of Chuya? Mingming also has beautiful blue eyes." Hirakawa Masaki rubbed his nose, a little amused at his wild thoughts.

The black cat moved lazily around his ankles, its long tail hooked around his ankles, and the fluffy hair was a little itchy.

Hirakawa Yaji couldn't help moving, picked up the black cat and put it on his lap.

The black cat found a comfortable place to nest by himself, and when he smoothed his fur, his scarlet eyes narrowed slightly, and he snored comfortably, with the cat's tail loosely wrapped around his wrist.

Hirakawa Yaji was stunned for a moment, his heart suddenly softened into water.

"Little cutie, is someone raising you?"

Hirakawa Masaki asked in a low voice, scratching the opponent's chin with her white fingertips, without any nameplate or anything like that.

"Would you like to stay with me? I mean if you don't have a master."

He smiled as soon as he finished asking, but the cat couldn't understand him again.

But he wasn't joking, he really wanted to raise this cat, and it felt very eye-catching.

From the president to the members of the Butei Club, they are all invisible cat controlers. They will feed the cats around here regularly, so he counts all the cats, but he has never seen this one.

I will go to the pet registry to look for it tomorrow, if there is no him, I will adopt this little cutie~

Hirakawa Masaki couldn't help hugging the cat tightly.

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Zhongyuan Zhong also fell asleep at home in his seaside villa, with the white noise of the waves in the distance, and the dream seemed to be the vast sea.

In the haze, he seemed to be half asleep and half awake, feeling that he was moving very fast.

The wind in the middle of the night brushed his hair, and he dexterously shuttled through the streets and alleys.

In the dream, he seemed to have the right direction, and he kept on going.

In the shadows, the slender ghost was wriggling, his slender sharp claws wanted to grab him, he was a little annoyed, he raised his hand, and seemed to just swipe it casually, the slender ghost suddenly screamed, and was torn as easily as paper broken.

He avoided the remnants of the slender ghost in disgust, not wanting his hair to be dirty by him.

When his figure gradually disappeared at the end of the alley, there was a "ho ho" sound from the slender and strange throat that was torn apart, and a black-red energy spread from the torn edge, and his remnant body seemed to be Like being swallowed by a black hole, it disappeared little by little.

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Nakahara also dreamed that he was standing outside the window of Hirakawa Yaji's house and saw his tired face.

"It's time to go to bed." He said to him, but the voice that came out was a soft "meow~".

The young man in the study didn't understand what he said, instead his eyes widened in shock, and he seemed uncomfortable holding his chest.

He frowned, and simply lay down to look at him, his fluffy tail slapping the glass anxiously.

Later, the person he was worried about opened the window and looked at him softly.

Now, is this inviting me in?Are you so careless at night?

Zhongyuan Zhong also murmured in his heart, thinking to himself, if the safety awareness is so weak, let me be on the alert.

Lying on the opponent's lap, the soft hand on the top of the head caressed just right, Nakahara also felt super comfortable shamefully, hooking his hand with his tail, not wanting him to take it away.

Come on for a while~ He put his forehead against the other's fingertips.

At this time, he suddenly heard the handsome young man lower his head and ask earnestly:

"...Do you want to stay at my house?"

There is obvious tenderness and laughter in the voice.

"Well, for the sake of your invitation, I'll just stay." Zhong Yuan Zhong also thought arrogantly, stepping on the soft plum blossom cushion on the opponent's leg with moderate strength.

The next moment, he was suddenly squeezed out of this body.

The soul floated in mid-air, and he watched a shameless black cat rolling coquettishly in Hirakawa Yaji's arms.

Nakahara Chuya: Convex!shameless!

The black cat seemed to feel his anger, its scarlet eyes looked in his direction, then squinted ironically, got into Hirakawa Masaki's arms, and even more wildly arched his pajamas into a mess, the neckline They were all lowered a lot, revealing a snow-like soft neck and delicate collarbone, and further down...you can't look at it.

Zhong Yuanzhong is also very angry!

He was so angry that he woke up when he opened his eyes.

Turned over and sat up, in the darkness, outside the window in the distance, the waves were beating against the beach, making a rustling sound.

He clutched his forehead, his eyes were full of confusion, such a real scene, could it be that he was really just dreaming?