After teasing the dog, he got fucked

There was never room for tears in the port mafia.

No one has time for sentimentality or regret.

And crying has always been considered a symbol of weakness.

Therefore, Kokodo rarely sees other people's tears.

But when this kind of thing happens to the dog curly...

Doesn't seem to be annoying.

Even a little endearing.

Kokoto rested his chin, watched the dog's continuous movement of wiping tears, and took out a handkerchief from his handbag.

She pinched the dog's chin and gently wiped away the tears on his face.

"Why are you crying like this?"

Mikoto became more and more helpless.

"It's all right now?"

Seeing that Gou Juanji couldn't hold back her tears, she sighed, took out her phone, and sent a message to Ryomaru Ling who was nearby.

Before facing the real person, Kokoto had contacted Gojo Satoru, but the other party was currently in Hokkaido and obviously couldn't keep up.

However, she didn't have the contact information of those assistant supervisors in Tokyo Cursori either.

Therefore, she could only bring the two children back through her own means.

After urging Tatemaru Aya, Kokodo turned his attention back to Inu Makitou again.

It was the first time she was so tangled.

It was also the first time that I didn't know what to say.

She thought she had always been the most eloquent.

As long as she is willing, no one will be angry because of what she said.

But now he is just a fool who can't even coax a little boy.

No matter what she said, Gou Juici probably wouldn't let it go at the moment.

Not to mention the matter related to the real person just now, just crying out of breath in front of the person he likes is enough to hurt the self-esteem of a boy of this age.

but……

so cute...

Kokoto felt his heart was about to soften.

It is like a small biscuit that is broken and soaked in milk, full of softness.

It is a very novel experience indeed.

Kokoto comforted him half melancholy, half funny.

But the softer her voice was, the more ferociously the tears of Gou Juanji fell.

The more he wanted to stop, the more his body seemed to be against him, not listening.

In the beginning, it was because she deeply felt her own weakness and powerlessness that she couldn't help but cry directly in front of Kokoto.

And now why?

The dog curly spine couldn't figure it out.

Why can't I stop crying.

But such a gentle Miss Kokodo is really rare.

Even when he was still in Yokohama, he never received such treatment, let alone after returning to Tokyo.

Will it disappoint her?

Obviously he was the one who was determined to stop the curse spirit from committing crimes, but in the end he still asked Miss Kokoto to save him from the fire.

Too bad.

You should have said ["You run away first."] to her from the very beginning.

That would not put her in the position of negotiating with such a dangerous curse spirit.

Not to mention, that curse spirit...had done such an offensive thing to her.

The dog Curly Thorn vigorously wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, clenching his teeth tightly.

It seemed that what he was biting was not his own teeth, but the flesh of a real person.

Anger and resentment burned the dog's heart, which could not be calmed down for a long time.

It's just that the vocal cords were severely damaged, and he couldn't even cry at this time.

At this moment, Ryomaru Ling, who had been late, walked into the cinema.

She flicked the keychain, put one hand in her pocket, and stood at the entrance of the theater looking around.

"Where is the person?" She raised her eyebrows and asked, "Call me here in a hurry, where did you go?"

I saw a hand suddenly stretched out among the many seats.

On that hand was a watch that Aya Tatemaru looked very familiar to.

The watch is so exquisite that the owner can be recognized at a glance.

"Why are you sitting..."

Ryomaru Ling walked closer, and found two people sitting on the ground after speaking halfway.

She choked for a moment, then looked at the obviously injured dog Curlythorn.

"What's up with him?"

Kokoto held a handkerchief and spread out his hands: "I'm crying, can't you tell?"

"Of course I know he's crying." Ryomaru Ling squatted down, looking straight at the dog.

She didn't care about the other party's so-called self-esteem, she just looked at him calmly.

To provide proper treatment, it is necessary to examine the human's injuries.

Depending on the severity of the injury, she needs to choose different ways.

But the other party continued to sob, how would she check the injury?

Liao Maru Ling couldn't stop looking, and suddenly noticed the abrupt lip gloss on the young man's lips.

She cast a scrutinizing gaze at Kokoto again.

Within two seconds, she asked, "Did you make him cry?"

"This……"

Kokoto was about to refute, but after thinking about it, he had nothing to say.

"It's not too much..."

Although she originally wanted to comfort him, who would have known that the child would cry even more after the kiss?

Even if her intentions were good at the beginning, but the result is like this, what can she say?

This is also the first time she has kissed someone and cried...

Sighing, Kokoto continued to hold his chin, and tilted his head in the direction of Aya Tatemaru.

She murmured: "But so what... Is it not cute enough, or not pitiful enough?"

If there is a chance in the future, she even wants to make him cry again.

Those lilacs were wet and round, not much worse than the bullied little milk dog.

At the moment, the boy curled up his hands and feet, trying to cover his tearful face.

Plus his slightly messy hair from fighting.

It's like a newborn little hairball.

Actually, I don't like canines that much.

Kokoto rolled up his handkerchief and pursed his lips slightly.

But now it seems that it would be nice to have a puppy at home.

Unaware of the twists and turns in Kokoto's heart, Tatemaru Aya just wanted to quickly finish Kokodo's commission and go back to continue her own business.

She stood up and clapped her hands: "If you make you cry, hurry up and coax the patient. If the patient is still crying, how do you want me to check?"

"Before you came, I couldn't coax you well for a long time." Kokoto was helpless, "How could it be possible to coax you well?"

Tatemaru Aya didn't believe this.

Is there anyone in this world that Kokodo can't coax well?

Not to mention that the child still likes her, shouldn't it be enough to coax her?

Liao Maru Ling put her hands on her chest and said directly: "You can say whatever you want, anyway, let him stop quickly. I'm in a hurry, and I must snatch Xia Yu from that female fox today."

It was only then that Kokoto knew why Ryomaru Ling was impatient from beginning to end.

Knowing that there are always a few things that her friend can't be disturbed by others, she had no choice but to move her shoulders and neck.

"Anything works?" she confirmed again. "As long as he stops, right?"

"Yes, as soon as possible." Ryomaru Ling had a cold face, and her tone was full of doubts.

"Ok."

In fact, there is still a little thought of wanting the other party to cry happily.

Anyway, the more you make me cry, the harder you cry, isn't it?

It's better not to coax at all, just wait until the end.

But she really didn't want to get involved in the matter between Ling, Yan and Xia Yu.

So... so be it.

Kokoto pinched the buttons of his shirt, and unbuttoned the top two buttons one after another with just one click.

The collar of the shirt was wide open, revealing most of her chest.

Even without wearing shaping underwear, its shape can make people see the soft fullness at a glance.

While straightening his collar, Kokoto knelt and sat down in a leisurely manner, directly opposite the dog.

She casually called Curlythorn's name.

"Spine, sit up."

Even though he was still sobbing uncontrollably, the dog curly spine obediently changed from sitting with his knees hugged to his knees.

It's just that he didn't want the appearance of himself crying to be met by the second person.

He kept his head down, blocking his sight with his bangs.

Goujuanji saw a pair of familiar hands appearing in front of him.

It was the smooth curve that I had traced countless times with my eyes when I was distracted in class.

It eventually fell through the spaced air and hair and landed on the back of his head.

The dog curled the spine without knowing it.

Immediately, he was half-supported and half-pressed by the hand on the back of his head, and he lay down in the direction of Kokoto.

The young man only had time to see the whiteness flashing past in front of his eyes.

The brain that has been crying for too long and is a little hypoxic has not yet realized what it is.

He sank into a warm darkness.

What I heard next to my ear was the regular and steady heartbeat of Kokobe.

The tip of the nose smelled a dark fragrance that was similar to but slightly different from the perfume Kokobe used to use.

Then the side of the face is sticking...

Goujuanji couldn't tell whether he was awake or fell into a dream because of exhaustion.

The mind also seems to become dizzy in this tenderness that is only a short distance away.

Whether it was self-blame, guilt, anger, or unwillingness, all of them were completely eliminated.

He couldn't spare even an iota of brain capacity to think.

There was no way to say anything of refusal.

It's probably not the first time Ms. Kokodo has done this.

After all, she is so calm and skilled.

Gou Juanji didn't want to think about whether the last man she treated like this was Osamu Dazai.

He only knew that with her permission, he was the one who could be buried in front of her chest.

Softer than imagined, warmer than in the dream.

None of this seems so real.

Even the feeling of suffocation is enough to be called a kind of happiness.

Losing the ability to think, Gomaki was helpless again by Kokodo in a dazed state.

He didn't know when he would stop sobbing, let alone what he should do.

At this moment, the soul and body seem to be separated.

A body without a soul is no different from a puppet.

The chin was pinched by Ryomaru Ling, and the dog Juanji obediently and obediently said "Ah—" silently.

When Tatemaru Aya was concentrating on repairing her vocal cords with spider silk, he could only hear the sound of Mikoto flipping her handbag.

The soul of the dog that has been separated from the body, can't help but watch every move of Kokodo.

Watch her find a wet tissue from her handbag, tear it open and wipe away the tears she just rubbed on it.

Watch her pack the trash in the bags she prepared ahead of time.

Seeing her with lowered eyebrows, she fastened all the buttons again with a push and a twist of four fingers.

And Mikoto packed her handbag as if nothing had happened.

She was even able to communicate with Tatemaru Ling calmly.

Why are you able to make those actions so calmly?

The dog curly thorn is very incomprehensible.

Perhaps noticing the dog's gaze, Kokobe raised his head and smiled slightly at him: "Huh?"

Immediately she guessed the problem of dog curly thorns.

"Because it's clear that my only chance of bleaching was four years ago, and it's no longer possible now."

Kokoto didn't look at Tatemaru Aya either, but waved her hand casually to say goodbye.

"So after struggling for a long time, I think it's better to do something that the Mafia can do with peace of mind."

Ok?ah?ha?

Hearing these words, Gou Juanji was at a loss.

He didn't understand how this had anything to do with his question.

But Kokodo didn't mean to explain either.

She just dug out the menthol again and held it between her fingers.

After ordering Yuzu Yuhito who had been lying on the ground for a long time, Kakoto said, "Carry him on your back, we should go. Your people are in charge of the cinema."

Fortunately, the illusion on Yuzu Yuhito's body has not disappeared, and the "window" who hurried over can only see Gou Makiji with a girl on his back, leaving the theater with Kokoto.

"Remember to tell Gojo Satoru after you go back. At the end, the kid named Junpei chased the real person and ran out."

Kokoto held the menthol cigarette in his mouth, lit it and took a shallow puff.

"Salmon, mustard greens, mentaiko...whatever, try and see if you can talk."

"...Salmon?" As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Curly Dog's eyes widened in surprise.

His backlash is over?

According to past experience, the injury that has already lost his voice will take two or three days to heal even with Miss Jiaru's reversal technique.

If it were Ryomaru Ling's shot, the effect would be so fast?

"Don't be too surprised. The vocal cords you are using now are actually just temporarily woven by Aya with spider silk."

"It will probably take two or three days until it is really repaired."

"During this period of time, you can still speak normally, but you cannot use common spells."

"...Forget it, it's better not to use it."

Kokoto took a shortcut to Yinshin Office with his dog Makiji.

She pointed to the sofa in the living room, and signaled that the dog Curl Ji only needed to throw the knotweed Yuren on it.

After finishing Knotabagi Yuhito, Mikoto stood at the door, ready to bid farewell to the dog.

She waved her hand casually, but asked again: "So what were you thinking at that time?"

"You can't keep thinking 'Why did Ms. Kokodo do this'?"

Even with his back to Kokoto, the dog's ears turned red uncontrollably, and the foot that stepped out of the door fell stiffly to the ground.

He wanted to argue, but didn't know what to say.

At least, I can't say that I didn't think about anything at the time and thought about everything, right?

But Mikoto didn't ask any further.

She stared at the curling smoke from the top of the mint cigarette, and suddenly changed the question - "Are you happier?"

"Salmon."

Even though he didn't understand how the topic changed so quickly, Gou Juanji obediently gave a truthful answer.

How could you be unhappy?

Self-pity is useless, at best, it adds a lot of trouble.

And being able to indirectly contact the sincerity of the sweetheart hidden behind the mist can get the answer to "Where am I in her heart?"

No matter how you look at it, it is a hundred times better than continuing to lose.

It's not strong enough now, just work hard to become stronger.

The only proper use of grief and pain is here.

As long as he keeps moving forward, sooner or later he will have enough strength to protect everyone he wants to protect.

Yeah? "That's good."

Kokoto's eyes were dimmed.

Just like the spark that is almost extinguished on the mint smoke.

In just a split second, Mikoto reached out and snuffed out the menthol cigarette.

Knowing that Gou Juanji couldn't see her expression at the moment, she still closed her eyes and smiled softly.

"Then, don't mention the matter of Yuzu Yujin to anyone other than Gojo Satoru." Mikoto paused, "Be careful on the way back."

I hope that the spine will not meet the real person at this time.

The author says:

I also want to... sister look at me - I need comfort too - and I can't be coaxed well! ! !

Finally, Mikoto 23333 who set up a flag for himself

It was supposed to be updated yesterday, but dysmenorrhea killed me OTL, and when I recover, it's already... get it.

I'm so sorry, but I'm candy! ! !