"I didn't catch a valuable fish, no matter how I think it's your fault! You must have sucked up all my luck!"

Yoko pinched Dazai's neck and shook vigorously, while shaking, he said angrily, "I, sure, yes, because, for, you! Give me back!"

"Oh, my lady, be gentle, I'm dizzy~"

The young man was sitting on the deck, with a cheerful expression on his handsome and delicate face, and a coquettish tone in his mouth.

Odasaku set up the pot, quickly opened up the mackerel, cleaned it up, threw it into the hot oil, and occasionally looked up at the two of them.

"It's a good relationship, you two."

Yoko said angrily, "Nonsense, I don't have a good relationship with this liar! I wish I could kick him into the sea and let him stand shoulder to shoulder with the mackerel!"

"Hey, miss, are you going to throw me into the sea?" Dazai's eyes lit up: "Then please, throw me farther away!"

"That's what you said!" Yoko raised his foot eagerly.

"Aheng, do you put green onions in the fish soup?" Odasaku raised the lid of the pot and asked.

"If you want to put it, you need miso and tofu!"

Smelling the smell of food, it didn't matter what immoral things Dazai had done in an instant, Yoko left him and ran to Odasaku's side, squatting obediently, staring straight at the pot.

After a while, she called Dazai without looking back, "Hey, liar."

Dazai tilted his head: "Huh?"

"There are towels and electric heaters in the cabin, as well as Odasaku's dry clothes."

Dazai was taken aback.

Yoko's tone was very disgusting: "Go and dry it! It looks like a big wet mushroom with poisonous spots, which is an eyesore."

The boy was silent for a moment, smiled, and said softly: "I thought Miss hated me."

He frowned, looking a little happy.

Hearing this, Yoko looked back at Dazai, his clear eyes reflected the blue sea and blue sky in midsummer.

"I don't hate anyone."

She paused every word: "As long as you live in this city, I don't hate you. It doesn't matter whether it's a human, an animal, a flower, a plant of grass or a grain of soil, whether it's sunshine, air, or the sea. I don’t dislike everything in Yokohama.”

Dazai opened his eyes slightly, and his tone seemed inconceivable: "This is the first time I have experienced this type of Aiwujiu. Miss really loves this city."

Yoko turned back and continued to stare at the pot. The pot was steaming hot, bubbling with milky white bubbles, and a slightly intoxicating warm aroma permeated the air.

Although this city is chaotic and disorderly, large and small wars break out every day, it is very unsatisfactory, and it is a first-class dangerous city classified by the government.

However, these are all part of her, an open, enthusiastic and energetic martial artist Yokohama.

How could she hate a part of herself.

When Dazai changed his clothes and walked out of the cabin, the fish soup was already cooked, and Odasaku took out a bowl and handed it to Yoko who had been waiting for a long time with bright eyes.

"It smells so good, please bring me a bowl too, thank you." With a towel on his head, he squatted next to Yoko, without the slightest sense of eating.

Odasaku handed him a bowl, saw Dazai's clothes, and said, "This color suits you quite well."

Dazai was wearing a sand-colored coat made by Oda. The young man was much taller than the slender boy, and the coat was draped over him like an overlong windbreaker.

Dazai smiled and said, "I think so too."

Yoko took small sips of the fish soup, and finally agreed to look up at Dazai, but almost exploded again: "Asshole, that's my towel, Odasaku, can I throw him into the sea to feed the fish?!"

Odasaku replied calmly: "Then my clothes will get wet too."

Yoko puffed out his cheeks and stared at Dazai hostilely.

She suddenly discovered that the boy's eyes were actually amber, and they were somewhat clear under the sunlight, not like the suffocating darkness that he saw in the middle of the night before.

"Sorry, sorry, I saw that the towels hanging on the rack looked very similar, so I just took one at random." Dazai pulled the towel off his head, exposing his fluffy and fluffy hair to the sea breeze.

"Your eyes should be rebuilt, there are cute little fishes on my towel." Yoko said unhappily.

Dazai unfolded the towel, and sure enough, he found a blue shark embroidered in the corner... with its mouth wide open and full of teeth. The shark stared at Dazai ferociously, as if it could bite off his hand at any time.

"Well, this is really...cute." He stretched out his fingers and poked the diamond teeth of the embroidered shark, and the touch was soft.

There was a little wind and waves on the sea, and Yoko suddenly raised his head and looked at the plane where the sea and the sky meet.

She narrowed her eyes, her complexion became ugly.

"how--"

Dazai's voice paused, and he followed Yoko's gaze. On the corner of the sky where the two were watching, a transport plane flew from the east.

"Look at this model, it should be an American DC-3 transport plane." He rested his hand on his brow bone and looked into the distance, "I don't know what big person is sitting on it."

He turned his eyes and said with a half-smile: "I heard that an American military official died in Yokohama, probably to deal with this matter."

There was a subtle arc at the end of his eyes, and the color at the bottom of his eyes seemed to have darkened again.

again!

Yoko frowned irritably, if she said "throw Dazai into the sea" just now she was more of a joke, now she really wants to do it.

Can this person die without temptation? !

"I can die." Dazai smiled and bounced repeatedly on the edge of the trap.

Yoko: "..."

No, you have to be patient, maybe killing people is what he wants!

The blowing sea wind suddenly became violent, and the deck began to shake with the waves.

"Ah, it's going to rain."

Odasaku looked up and discussed with Yoko: "Should we go back?"

Dark clouds gather, the sky is sparse, lightning plows out a gully, and the tumbling water vapor weighs down heavily, and the entire sky gradually loses balance.

"The weather forecast is not very accurate." Dazai stretched out his hand, as if to feel the arrival of rain, "The sky in June is really childish."

"Boom--!!"

The thunder followed, but the rain never fell as if it was waiting for something.

When the yacht returned to the port again, Yoko waved goodbye to Odasaku with a smile in the first minute, and got Odasaku's old father-like advice "Don't fight, if you really want to fight, remember to avoid surveillance", the next 1 When Min saw Dazai who hadn't left yet, his expression changed instantly.

"Why are you still following me, waiting for me to throw you into the sea?"

Dazai watched Yoko with great interest, and said slowly, "I apologize for cheating on Miss before, why don't I buy you something to eat?"

Yoko crossed his arms and sneered.

"Is it roast duck with added ingredients?"

Sure enough, it was discovered.

Dazai sighed, and resignedly took out... Dr. Mori's wallet:

"Which one do you want to eat, the lady can choose whatever you want, and I will pay the bill."

The dark clouds above the head dispersed, and the sky seemed to clear up again inexplicably.

"This is what you said, don't go back on your word!"

……

Looking at the mountains of hamburgers, cokes and fries on the table in front of him, Dazai's hand holding the wallet began to tremble.

The lady dragged him across most of the city, eating from Motomachi Square to Yamashita Park, from the Consulate to Shantian Garden, from the Art Museum to Xingang, and finally to KFC near Leibo Street.

"Chinese food, Japanese food, pastry, steak, Korean food, street food... eat from dawn to dusk." Dazai counted his fingers and said with emotion: "Is the lady's stomach connected to the black hole of the universe?"

There is no cash left in the wallet. As for the balance in the card... it should be enough, right?

"I have a dream." Yoko gnawed on the hamburger and said vaguely: "That is to eat all the delicacies in Yokohama, where is it?"

"Do you have any abilities similar to the big stomach king?"

Dazai lay faceless on the table, his whole body seemed to be melting.

If so, be sure to let him touch it.

"No." Yoko started to start with the tenth burger.

"Are you really human?"

Dazai's casual complaint made Yoko's chewing slow down.

Seems a little carried away.

She stuffed the burger into her mouth in two or three bites, patted her flat belly after eating so much, and sighed contentedly: "Ah, I'm full... Waiter, I want to pack it!"

Dazai's cell phone rang just in time, and when he saw the caller ID, his hands stopped shaking, he became more energetic, and the action of pressing the answer button became vigorous.

His tone is very cheerful:

"Hey, it's Mr. Mori... You said the wallet? Yes, I took it... What, it turned out that I received the bank statement. I thought it would take a few days for you to find out... Eh, stomachache? Because of psychological problems Pierced a hole in the stomach? Oh, congratulations~"

He was very happy to say scary words, and then he heard something, his eyes were suffocated, and his tone suddenly changed:

"Is he seriously ill again? Tonight? Okay, I see, I'll go back right away."

Dazai hung up the phone, looking a little dangerous with a deadpan expression.

— There is something wrong with this person.

Yoko frowned.

Something in the depths of the boy's pupils was shaking weakly.

It was a handful of Leng Youyou's fireworks, which went out with a "poof" the moment he blinked.

Yoko thought for a while, swept the remaining hamburger into the bag with a very heroic action, and said with a smile: "Let's go first if you have something to do. I have invited me to eat so much today. I decided to forgive you. I will meet you again later." Not against you."

Dazai rested his chin on his hands and looked at the girl silently. After a long time, he said something: "Miss has a really good character."

Easy to satisfy, don't like to hold grudges, live a simple and happy life, like a radiant little sun.

Such a person must have a full heart.

Will she change?

Bearing pressure, shouldering responsibilities, being forced to sacrifice, being betrayed... After going through all these, will she still be what she is now?

"Miss, the gangsters in Hong Kong may be changing recently." Dazai's eyes flickered, trying to lure someone: "At this time, it is a good opportunity for other organizations to expand their power."

Yoko paused, blinked, and looked shocked:

"You mean let me raise a few more children?"

The voice was too loud, and the eyes of the surrounding melon eaters were all focused on.

"I don't need money for eating and drinking at home? When I'm fishing, I have to worry about whether the children will eat or not. Occasionally, when someone treats someone, I still remember to pack it and take it home for them to taste—"

Dazai: "???"

I suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Do you know what 'widowed parenting' is? Do you know how difficult it is for a mother to bring up children alone?"

The condemning eyes of the melon-eating crowd almost burned a hole in Dazai.

Yoko pointed at him, with a sad expression on his face: "You scumbag who doesn't care about raising children, if I knew you were such a person, I shouldn't have had a second child in the first place!"

The author has something to say: Thank you Mo Fei and Liu Suifeng for the mines, thank you for the coconut milkshake and Liu Suifeng for the nutrient solution

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