Since I picked up the strongest cub

Su Ge was really angry. She stood up tremblingly, but she did nothing under the terrified eyes of the three of them. She just glared at the three of them, turned and left with a livid face.

Dazai Osamu and Gojo Satoru looked at each other, Nakahara Nakata was also panicked.

He opened his mouth to stop Su Ge, but before he could speak, he heard the door shut with a "snap".

Osamu Dazai watched Nakahara Nakaya chase after him, turned around and gave Gojo Satoru a glance.

The mastermind began to shirk responsibility: "It's all your fault!"

Gojo Wu said "Huh?", then jumped to his feet and exhaled: "Obviously you told me to go, no matter how you think about it, you are more responsible!"

Osamu Dazai spread his hands: "I didn't do anything last night, I just stood there and watched you fight."

Gojo Satoru protruded from his forehead with a well, and he stretched out his claws trying to scratch Hana Dazai's sinister face.

"It's obvious that you are plotting against me on purpose. Damn it, look at me scratching your face."

Osamu Dazai is second to last in this family, but when it comes to this small method of scratching people's faces, he is confident that he can at least rank second, second only to 747.

The two of them fought together immediately, using both hands, trying to let the other party see how powerful they are.

On the other side, Zhong Yuanzhong also caught up with Su Ge. He glanced at Su Ge's angry face, did not speak, but followed Su Ge silently.

After a while, Su Ge stopped, sighed, looked back at Nakahara Chuya who was still panicking, and stretched out his hand, "Come here."

Zhong Yuan's eyes lit up, and he hurried to Su Ge's side.

He looked at Su Ge's face again, and said cautiously: "Sister Asu, don't be angry."

Su Ge patted the boy's head, carefully avoiding the wound on his head, and said, "I'm not angry with you."

Chuya Nakahara: "Is that because of Dazai and Wu? In fact, Sister Asu, you know Dazai, he never does things that are not sure."

And last night was not as thrilling as Su Ge thought, because of Dazai Osamu's previous instructions, he didn't even use [Dirty].

Seeing the undisguised confidence in the young man's eyebrows, Su Ge smiled, "I know."

"But Chuya, do you know?" She stared at Zhongyuan Zhongya's cobalt blue eyes, which were bright and clear under the sun without any impurities, "As a family member, I can't judge myself by reason alone Do I need to worry about you?"

Holding the weapon all year round, his rough fingers gently brushed the wound on his face, as if he was afraid of hurting him, Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his head, and seemed to understand something under Su Ge's gaze.

Su Ge: "They also went to the orphanage, and this battle is inevitable. I know you and Wu are very strong. If it is an enemy that the two of you can't retreat completely, then wait until they take the initiative to attack. Orphanages are also doomed."

"I also know that Azhi is very smart, and none of his plans have been unsuccessful."

Su Ge smiled, with a little pride in his tone.

"but--"

Zhong Yuanzhong also saw that Su Ge put away his smile and was always optimistic. Even though Dazai always got up and beat people in anger, in fact, he was always calm like a huge rock that has been tempered by wind and rain, and he never showed any signs. People with negative emotions look a little fragile in a trance when they look in the sun.

She said, "What if, Chuya."

"I'm really scared."

Dazai Osamu and Gojo Satoru rushed to the Armed Detective Agency, pushing and shouting. They refused to give in to each other, and they were unwilling to be the leader. In the end, each of them could only put one hand on the door.

Taking a deep breath, the two gave themselves a psychological warning and pushed open the door.

"..."

They poked out a small head from the door, looking around.

In the room, only the clerk and Kunikida Doppo were working hard in front of the computer. Gojo Satoru and Dazai Osamu looked at each other, and saw the same doubt in each other's eyes.

How could it not be here?

The heart was pounding with fear, the two of them seemed to have forgotten that you were still tripping me and I was tripping you, they hated each other, holding hands, they quietly floated in like ghosts.

Hearing the movements of the two people gradually walking towards the president's room, Kunikida paused while typing, and his face, which had been tense all the time, relaxed, with a somewhat sympathetic expression.

If Dazai Osamu and Gojo Satoru looked back at this time, they could probably tell that they should turn around and run away at this time.But they didn't, so they still set off to the president's office fearlessly.

Suddenly, the two people who were advancing slowly felt that something was being pulled by the back of their necks, and they were lifted up suddenly.

Gojo Satoru's whole body tensed up, and he turned around like an old machine "clicking".The black-haired girl had a kind face, carrying Gojo Satoru, who was about the same height as her, was like carrying a small chicken.

"Since you want to learn the reversal technique so much, let me help you."

In her other hand, the chainsaw was buzzing.

Gojo Satoru's face was ashen, his whole body was like a kitten sealed by the back of the neck, and he even swayed when the wind blew.

In the next moment, Gojo Satoru reacted, his feet thumped, and he said, "No, no need, I suddenly don't want to learn that much..."

But it was too late, he was mercilessly snatched by Yosano Akiko and brought into the infirmary, Gojo Satoru tried to make the last dying struggle, his two gripped the door of the infirmary tightly, fingernails and the door panel rubbed against each other There was a sound of "Zi la Zi la", and then I watched my two hands powerlessly slide over the door, and the gate of hell was slowly closed.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Dazai Osamu: "..."

He slowly raised a hand: "...That, that, please don't die is of no use to me."

Huge beads of sweat slid off his head, and he shivered: "So I'm really going to die, really."

Osamu Dazai's kite eyes had never been so bright. He looked at Su Ge flatteringly, and said sincerely, "I really know I was wrong, and I don't dare again, Asu."

"Huh?" Su Ge tilted his head: "It's okay, I think you are right."

Su Ge's considerate words not only did not alleviate his anxiety, but instead made Osamu Dazai feel a strong and ominous premonition that had never been seen before in history.

"But I thought about it, Azhi, your skills are too weak, so I won't worry about it in the future,"

Su Ge looked behind Dazai Osamu, and Dazai Osamu's head also "clicked" as she moved.

"Aji, you can learn some skills from Mr. Fukuzawa."

"By the way," Su Ge clapped his hands and said with a smile, "The assessment standard is to beat Gongya."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Zhong Yuanzhong on the side also looked away reluctantly.

Everyone in the family knows that fighting with Hibari Kyouya has only two consequences.

If you lose, you will be beaten up; if you win, you will be beaten up next time.

Facing Su Ge's irresistible gaze, Osamu Dazai's whole body went limp all of a sudden, his head slumped, his eyes circled, and his half-open mouth faintly spit out a white soul.

Even Fukuzawa Yukichi looked away calmly when he saw Dazai Osamu's miserable appearance at this time, and still held Dazai Osamu firmly with his right hand.

The president's office is like a scene in a ghost movie, it opens slowly with a "squeak", and Edogawa who has all his snacks confiscated sits on the chair inside like ashes, without holding anything He sent a breath of air into his mouth with his hand, and chewed a few times in vain.

Winter has passed and spring has come again. With the first green shoots sprouting from the branches of the trees, Yokohama, which was shut down due to the dragon head war, gradually came back to life.

During this period, Su Ge waited to see if there was anyone who wanted to trouble her because of the money, but no matter whether it was the government or the mafia, they were silent.

So Su Ge, who didn't pay much attention to this matter at first, simply left it behind and concentrated on drawing cartoons.

Some time ago, Su Ge didn’t continue to update. I didn’t expect that everyone liked her works, and they posted comments below to remind her to update. Some people judged that she was in Yokohama through her previous tweets, and even sent private messages to ask her if she was okay. No need for supplies.

Ignoring some bad comments in it, Su Ge looked at the warm comments and private messages, smiling with a lollipop in his mouth.

At this time, 747 walked over on catwalks. It gracefully stepped on the sofa, approached Su Ge slowly, and put a paw on her leg.

Su Ge looked down at it suspiciously.

747: [Kyoya is supposed to be in elementary school this year. 】

Su Ge: [I know, I picked three better ones and sent them up to him,] She asked a little worried: [But does Gongmi really want to go to elementary school? He hates crowds so much. Willing to go to kindergarten. 】

But it’s not enough if you don’t go to elementary school, Su Ge frowned, thinking sadly.

747 patted her: [He chose it himself. 】

Su Ge immediately sat up in surprise: [Really, which school is it? 】

She was worried that Hibari Kyoya would refuse to go to school again, and she was thinking about what to do.You can't force him to go either.

747 recalled the materials that Su Ge had left untouched on the table after sending them up, and felt sympathetic. After all, it knew how hard Su Ge had worked to pick a school with a quieter atmosphere, and because of Hibari Kyoya's habit, He also specially selected aristocratic schools with few people.

But it was silent for a few seconds, and still said: [... Bingsheng Elementary School. 】

[? 】Su Ge quickly searched for the information of Bingsheng Primary School in his mind, but failed: 【How do I remember that there is no primary school called Bingsheng Primary School in Yokohama. 】

747: 【...Because it's in Tokyo. 】

Su Ge jumped up and grabbed 747's two front paws, shocked: 【You mean you want me to send a 7-year-old Kyoya to Tokyo?Who will take care of him? 】

Kyoya Hibari's real guardian cat, 747, gave a knowing blow: [He doesn't seem to need your care here. 】

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