After teasing the dog, he got fucked

The always good-natured dog, Curly Thorn, also becomes difficult to deal with when he is "willful".

But Kokoto wasn't angry at all, just tapped the side of the phone, lowered his eyes, and replied to the messages he sent one by one.

She didn't even notice the smile on her face.

The mechanical pill was left hanging aside, and his heart inevitably became anxious.

He didn't dare to act rashly, and couldn't hide his anxiety.

After hesitating again and again, he finally opened his mouth apprehensively: "If I join the Port Mafia, what... do I need to do?"

"Are you worried that I will tell you to kill someone?"

Kokoto glanced up at him, and kept typing.

"My plan for you is to be a researcher. Unless you like studying death as much as Kajii, you won't have the chance to kill someone."

As she spoke, she asked back: "Have you heard of the Swordtail Organization? I have shares there. If you join the Port Mafia, then you have to study there for a while until you can independently take charge of a project."

This condition cannot but be said to be superior.

Swordtail tissues are well-known in various professional fields such as biology, chemistry, materials, and even mechanical design.

It is a high-intelligence organization that only geniuses with an IQ of over 200 in the Mensa test can be invited.

Due to various reasons such as health and spells, Jijiwan has not participated in the Mensa test, and naturally it is impossible to get the entry ticket for the swordtail fish.

But the opportunity to be exempted from the test is in front of you...

"On October 31, Xia Youjie will launch an incident in Shibuya. I don't know exactly how he will do it."

Mekimaru lowered his voice, trying to make sure that only Kokobe could hear clearly.

"For the rest, I only know that the time agreed with him is October [-]th. After the transaction is completed, I will be free from the shackles of heaven and curses and become a healthy person."

October 31st...

Kokobe realized the urgency of time before pressing the send button.

She browsed through the message from Curly Thorn again, politely rejecting his request to celebrate his birthday together.

It's just that the weekend appointment that was promised before this is not easy to go back on.

Kokoto frowned with a slight headache, locked the screen and looked up at Kikumaru.

She stared at the other party for a long time before slowly opening her mouth and said: "I see. The only thing you need to do is to save your life during the transaction. After the matter in Shibuya is over, I will arrange for you to go to Swordtail Fish Further study."

As soon as the words fell, she stretched out her hand to beckon.

Zhiwan looked at her without knowing it, until she said impatiently, "Here is the mobile phone", then he quickly took out the mobile phone and gave it with both hands.

After getting Jijimaru's mobile phone, Mikoto called up the address book and entered a number.

"Remember to contact this person when you have time, just say it's my subordinate. She will arrange it."

As she spoke, she typed the last character on the name, and returned the phone to Jiwan.

Kokoto planned to bring up the Gigi-maru with Mutsumi Minazuki on the way back, and then thought about how to persuade Yingami Drum Yachi to establish an illusion in Shibuya that could fool Kaso.

With the excuse of "still have work", she left enough spider silk bandages for the dog curly thorn and left the high school of conjuration and ran to the hidden spirit office.

It's a little strange that Kokodo didn't find Mihai, a thousand-year-old otaku, in Yinshin's office, but only found Yinshengu Yachi.

Although it is not only a little difficult to set up a large-scale illusion in the entire Shibuya area, but considering the long-term plan of the scorpion, the impact is even less likely to be small, so neither of them dare to neglect.

Once you get busy, time flies by.

As a top-notch civet cat in illusion, no matter how capable Yinshengu Yachi was, it was no match for the limited time that Kakoto stayed, so he had to work overtime to make arrangements.

Kokodo is also intensively arranging the capital deployment of the port mafia, but he has not forgotten that he has already made an appointment with the dog this weekend.

So why didn't you refuse firmly in the first place?

Kokobe lay on the sofa, staring at the date displayed on the phone screen in a daze.

If I had been more determined before, wouldn't I not have to face this reality now?

The more I think about how to end such an ambiguous relationship, the more upset and irritable I become.

Kokoto turned over and sat up, and stretched out his hand to the coffee table where the cigarette case used to be stored, but unexpectedly found nothing.

She suddenly came back to her senses, and withdrew her hand as if nothing had happened.

Even though no one was watching, Kokobe always felt extremely embarrassed.

It's not that I don't remember that as early as the day I returned to Yokohama from Kyoto, I had gradually disposed of all the menthol cigarettes on hand.

It's just that at this time, she really needs a way to cover up her expression.

Even Kokodo feels lazy.

After all, the mask on my heart has been worn for a long time, and I really need to take it off to rest.

It's a pity that I'm afraid I will have to persist for at least another day anyway.

The sudden ringing of the doorbell woke up Kakoko's tiredness.

Only then did she notice that several unread messages and a missed call had accumulated on her phone.

It's all from the dog curly thorn, presumably he was the one who knocked on the door.

Just why knock on the door?

She obviously didn't change the locks.

Kokoto collected his thoughts, hid all kinds of expedient measures in his heart, and opened the door for the person who was waiting.

As soon as the door opened, the white-haired boy suddenly raised his head, through the mask, smiling so much that his brows and eyes curved into crescent moons.

Putting away the phone, he took a half step back and stretched out his right hand to Mikoto.

His palm was covered with thin calluses, the palm was facing upwards, and his five fingers were naturally separated, showing a depression where he was about to grasp.

Kokoto glanced at his thick eyelashes, and wanted to put on a sullen face, but couldn't help softening his tone.

"It's my problem." She stretched out her hand habitually, but realized the problem when she put it on, "I didn't notice that the phone was still on silent."

Seeing Kakoto stretching out towards him, the dog curly spine naturally grabbed it.

He didn't really care that he didn't get a reply, and he came to her apartment because he was worried that something happened to her.

It was enough for him to be sure that she hadn't lost contact with her heavy and dangerous work.

Gou Juanji took out his mobile phone with his left hand, and typed out a line of words with one hand: [Then can you go out now? 】

Seeing that he was unaware of his hesitation just now, Kakoto was half melancholy and half helpless.

Sighing secretly, she let go of the dog's hand, smiled and said nonchalantly: "I'm going to pack a handbag, put it on before going out."

"You wait for me for a while."

Maybe it's the fact that "someone is waiting" that lends a stark sense of urgency.

Kokoto quickly packed his things, and handed the bag to the dog to carry it.

She roughly put on her belt, took off a wide-brimmed hat hanging in the cloakroom, and buckled it obliquely on top of her head: "Why? Are you not leaving?"

The wide-brimmed hat covered most of her face, only revealing her jade-like chin and red lips.

If it weren't for being a little shorter than her wearing high heels, Goujuanji felt that he might not be able to see her smiling eyes that were different from her cold appearance.

The azure blue, which is heavier than the sky blue, contains star points, as deep as it will be at night, but warmer than autumn night.

Does she know that her eyes are smiling?

Dog Juanji had no choice but to pretend to be calm and clenched his fists as he could not do anything about the heartbeat reaching his ears.

Feeling the sweat in his palm, he finally gave up holding hands.

Has nothing to do with interests, but unabashedly expresses double-standard treatment in front of everyone...

Can take time out of the heavy work to agree to his unreasonable "compensation" request...

Not to mention, you can't hide the smile in your eyes when you look at him...

Even if Kokoto always said that he was just using him to amuse himself, Gou Maki felt that it was an excuse.

It felt even more so when her slightly cool fingertips stroked the back of her hand.

The night wind in Yokohama is a bit cool, but the dog curly thorn doesn't feel it at all.

He turned his head in embarrassment, but dared to grab the hand that Kokodo just rubbed against with his backhand.

As expected, it was not thrown away.

Goujuanji frowned even more, and his mood became a little lighter.

She likes me.

This should be a fact that cannot be refuted at all.

Even when she was alone, she would always think about the Port Mafia, but at some point, she would think about him, right?

The dog who was thinking like this had no idea what was going on in Kakoto's mind at this moment.

All the things that were running through your head that had nothing to do with anything in the Port Mafia, only about one person.

The slightly cool fingers were gradually soaked in another person's body temperature, and for a moment it made Mikoto reluctant to let go.

Just how can you not let go?

What was going to happen on October 31st, she had not yet had enough information.

In order to keep everything within a controllable range, all actions can only be hidden in the dark, thereby making it possible to use tricks.

In fact, the best way is to maintain the status quo, so that everyone feels that nothing has changed.

Only in this way can he be paralyzed and make him feel that everything is going according to his plan.

But how could she be willing to...

Let him stay in Tokyo?

When that day comes, this kid will be called to Shibuya, right?

Whether it is a student or a teacher of Tokyo Manga High, they may be called to Shibuya to rescue them.

Even though she had made all the preparations in Shibuya, she didn't dare to take this risk.

When facing a real person for the first time, the dog curly spine almost lost his voice.

During the sister school exchange meeting, he even shouted out of strength and fell into a coma.

So let him participate in a battle of this level, maybe he will die, right?

She had a way of getting him through October 31 safely.

...even if it hurts him to a certain extent.

But as long as he can survive smoothly and not become a victim of the Shibuya Incident, what are these things?

Kokobe looked up at the sky, which was already stained black, and took a sip of the oden soup.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of Gou Juanji to lower his head to eat fish balls, she rehearsed what she had been thinking all the way, and finally said it when he returned to her after throwing away the trash.

"After today, don't come to me again."

Probably because he had practiced it many times in his mind, Kokobe felt numb and even wanted to light a cigarette.

"It's not interesting to be ambiguous for too long, and I don't want to spare any more time to play with you."

She slightly bent her mouth, glanced at the dog curly thorn, and then quickly turned her eyes: "I told you from the beginning? I'm very busy, so you should take it easy."

Seeing that Goumaki did not reply for a long time, Kokodo was not prepared to wait for his reply.

After all, she not only wanted to act without telling the truth, but also took the child to a place where it was impossible to return to Shibuya that day.

Kokoto took the bag from the dog, nodded slightly, then turned and left without looking back.

She waited until she was sure no one was chasing her before limping into Lupine's bar.

"Boss, a cup of Monte sour." The woman wearing a wide-brimmed hat sat on the edge of the bar with ease, "Do you still sell women's menthol cigarettes? If so, come with a box too."

Cigarettes and alcohol were placed on the bar by the boss as required.

He habitually took out a stack of bills, added a different style of painting, and waited for the other party to finally settle the bill.

The woman opened the cigarette case, pulled out one, and held it in her mouth.

She didn't speak, but kept flipping through the bag, as if she was looking for something.

Looking at the menthol smoke on her lips, the boss took out the lighter from behind the bar and pushed it to the glass.

"Here is the lighter, please help yourself."

She should be looking for this.

However, to his surprise, the woman stared at the lighter for a few seconds, but did not pick it up after all.

She just held the cigarette in her mouth, but didn't light it.

"...or not."

The boss vaguely heard her muttering to herself.

The author says:

The subconscious is still talking about loving him.

But reason demanded to push him away.

It is the ruthless Kakoto (?)

Long time no see - every day from [-] am to [-] pm and then [-] days in a row, there is no OTL

I will definitely finish Mikoto! ! !After all, it will be the Shibuya incident that I have been thinking about! ! !

感谢在2022-02-0923:28:28~2022-02-2823:59:47期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Adishka;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Lonely 11;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: Xiaoguan 10 bottles; Adishka 5 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!