[Comprehensive] Today's Yokohama is also very flat!

"Is it tasty?"

Dazai stared at Yoko closely, with rare tension in his amber eyes.

Yoko didn't speak, she was savoring the taste of the soup carefully.

The golden soup glides over the tip of the tongue. The chicken bone stewed soup and the light Chinese medicine taste of red dates and astragalus are perfectly blended.

Take another bite of the chicken, it is tender and delicious, not fishy at all, with a bit of sweet and sour wolfberry and asparagus, it is so delicious that it can make people swallow their tongues!

This taste, this taste is like a group of goose yellow chicks flapping their wings among the clouds!

——From a certain city with no culture.

"Super, super delicious!"

Yoko looked at his empty bowl in disbelief: "It's delicious, how could it be so delicious?"

She put down the bowl, couldn't help shaking Dazai's shoulders, and said like a cannonball: "You guys are very good at cooking, isn't it a bit strange that the skill tree is lit up? You are that Dazai, how can you cook? What are you? At that time, women's power became so high?"

"Oh my lady, be gentle."

Dazai smiled and was shaken back and forth by Yoko, complaining half-truthfully: "It doesn't matter if you know how to cook, you can make it just by looking at the recipe. The young lady's distrustful reaction just now really made me sad."

"Damn, is this the so-called smart person who can do everything well?" Yoko said angrily, "Can you lend me your brain?"

Oda Saku also took a sip, then nodded, approving: "It's really delicious."

"Dazai Zai~ You go to Yuanyue!" Yoko stared at the boy with bright eyes, and said in a rainbow fart: "It's so boring to be a mafia. Go to school, Yuanyue Shijie is born for you, Michelin The glory of the chef is waiting for you to climb!"

Dazai tilted his head, resting his chin on one hand, and said in distress: "But if there is no job, there will be no income. I still—"

"I make money to support you!"

Dazai opened his eyes wide, looking surprised: "Hey, so the dream of being a boy can be realized so easily?"

Odasaku almost choked on a mouthful of soup.

"Isn't your dream to be the greatest cook in the world?"

The red-haired young man didn't seem to agree very much: "Although I don't intend to interfere with Dazai's choice, do you want to think about it again? Little boy or something, it doesn't sound like a serious and reliable career."

Yoko covers his face with one hand.

"Odasaku, please complain!"

……

The last large pot of spiritual chicken boiled pot was divided by Yoko and Oda.

"I'm going to write the manuscript." After washing the dishes and saying goodbye to Dazai, Oda Saku returned to his study, and said that he was refreshed, as if he didn't need to sleep for three days.

He really didn't sleep for the next three days, and the two of them realized that there was something wrong with Dazai's cooking.

"He said that the reason why he chose the name 'Spiritual Chicken Boiled Pot' is because he will feel energetic after eating." Odasaku hesitated: "So it should be a normal reaction for me to be in good spirits now?"

"No, no matter how you look at it, this is not a normal reaction, is it? Dazai is indeed poisonous."

Yoko squatted on the ground and muttered.

Once the three days passed, Odasaku said that he was very sleepy. After sleeping, he was drunk and drank a piece of wine, forgetting everything that happened in the previous three days.

He also stared at the computer screen in a daze for a long time, then turned around and asked Yoko: "I really wrote this? Didn't you, Aheng, imitate my style of writing?"

"You overestimate me, Odasaku." Yoko broke down a bit: "I'm an uneducated Ah Heng, the kind of illiterate who has to prepare a speech several months in advance."

She really underestimated Dazai, he is more toxic than imagined.The food is like the person, and this pot of chicken soup is comparable to a biochemical weapon.

Don't harm Yuanyue's gourmets, but harm the mafia around you.

At this moment, Dazai's phone call came: "Good morning, miss, what are you doing?"

There is really no preparation for this question.

Yoko suddenly came up with an idea, she wanted to fight back!

So she booed Odasaku, pretending to be very puzzled, and said, "Dazai? Why did you call me...ah, it's so strange."

She intentionally groaned with a headache.

"What's the matter, ma'am?"

Yoko sneered inwardly, but said, "It's okay, maybe my head hurts after sleeping for a long time. By the way, did we drink that night?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and then Dazai suddenly laughed.

"Yeah, I drank."

There was a bit of a smile in the young man's clear and bright voice, and the words he said were very sensible: "Miss, you really drank a lot, and Oda Saku, I took care of you for three days. Don't drink like this next time, it's not good for your health. OK."

——Stinky boy, you really dare to climb along the slope.

Yoko complained in his heart, and asked him pretending to be panicked: "Then did I drool while sleeping? Grind my teeth? Talk in my sleep?"

- Let me see how you make it up.

"I don't drool, I don't grind my teeth, Miss is super obedient when she sleeps, and she sleeps very cutely. It's just talking in sleep—" Dazai drew a long voice, whetting Yoko's appetite.

"Did I say anything?"

Dazai didn't make a sound for a long time, it was so long that Yoko thought the other party had hung up before he heard his low and slow voice:

"Miss, you said, if one day you have to leave, we must live a good life and forget you well."

Yoko froze for a moment.

"Hey, miss, will you leave? Will you go to a place where we can't reach you no matter how hard we try to reach out? Or will we gradually forget you?"

Had he been worried about this kind of thing?

Just ask what you want to ask, why are you beating around the bush?

But with Dazai's personality that keeps everything in his heart, he can't speak out these words frankly without talking in his sleep.

Secretly worrying, carefully probing, secretly probing and analyzing people thoroughly, dare not trust, and it is difficult to try the taste of talking to people.

How difficult it was for him to grow up to this virtue.

The girl pursed her lips and asked with a smile, "Hey, Dazai, are you worried about me?"

After a moment of silence, Dazai said softly, "After all, Miss is not here, so my medicine is gone."

Yoko blinked and didn't break him down.

"I will always be in this city, not going anywhere."

Her voice sounded soft, with the warmth of the first ray of sunshine in the morning.

It is a traveler who travels long distances in the middle of the night, the sunshine that he wants to catch even in his dreams.

"Dazai, if you like this city, stay here." She paused and said, "Keep your heart here."

"My heart is already here."

Dazai on the other side of the phone seemed relieved, and continued in a joking tone: "Miss, you are still scolding him in your dreams, saying that he is reckless, stupid and short, do you want me to tell him? "

Yoko: "...I don't believe it."

What kind of grudge does this have with Zhong Ye, if you have something to do, diss him.

"Hey, miss, don't you believe me? Then I'll give him the recording right now."

(▼皮▼#) Liar, if you have the ability, you will give it to me!

"I believe it, believe it!" Yoko hurriedly said, "Well... what do you want?"

Dazai is too smart, if you want to deceive him, you have to trust him.

"Well... same as last time, just one wish. As for the content of the wish, I haven't figured it out yet."

Why is this again.

Yoko felt a bit troublesome, but agreed humiliatingly.

I always feel like I'm at a loss.

As if afraid of Yoko's backlash, Dazai changed the subject: "By the way, miss, the foreigner you mentioned earlier tried to block you at the gate of Ganghei a few days ago, but he was caught by the police, and he chased him for several streets, and finally let him slipped away."

"Is that so..."

Yoko opened the omniscient perspective and sent Dazai a position.

That kind Russian is so thin and weak, he looks sick and troubled, he must be lack of exercise, he should run more.

Another beautiful and peaceful day, perfect for morning exercises.

Dazai turned his head and sent the location to Chuya. The gravitational force of Hong Kong and black people lived up to everyone's expectations. The "sick and troubled" classmate Tuo Si was chased into a dog again, and there was no time to make trouble.

"Miss, I have a question." Dazai didn't know what to think, and his voice was low: "Since you know that this person has a conspiracy against Yokohama, why don't you just go and arrest him?"

Yoko held a cup of tea and drank it very Buddhistly, and said slowly: "He is good-looking, I will let him go."

That said, it's just an excuse.

She is not afraid of those who make trouble, and black and black will not hinder her. She has no reason to stop the death fight between gangs.From the moment these people give up their ordinary lives and choose to take up arms, they should be prepared for the possibility that they may die badly.

In any city, ordinary people account for the majority of the total population, and to ensure the safety of [-]% to [-]% of the living beings, the responsibility of the city's will has been fulfilled.

Such a big city can't live for human beings.

She just needs to maintain|stability.It's okay to do everything, but it doesn't have to be.

On the other side of the phone, Dazai was still complaining: "Miss also said before that gin is good, why didn't you let him go?"

"He's not like gin."

Qin Jiu started to attack the civilians first. This time, she prepared in advance, and then let people take advantage of the loopholes, so she wrote her name backwards.

Speaking of it, I still have to thank Tuo Si, if it weren't for that pretentious text message, she wouldn't have become defensive.

Well, it really is a kind Russian.

Of course Yoko wouldn't tell the truth, she thought for a moment and joked, "Maybe I prefer this kind of slender, sick and beautiful boy?"

There was another long silence on the phone.

Dazai cleared his throat: "Actually... I think I'm pretty good-looking too, miss."

He is also a slender and beautiful boy, and he is still wrapped in bandages, making him look even weaker. "

Why does that person get preferential treatment?

Yoko replied very arrogantly: "Hmph, otherwise why do you think you are still alive and well?"

"...Thank you, Miss, for not killing me?"

After hanging up the phone, Odasaku asked suspiciously: "Ah Heng didn't lose his memory, why did he lie to Dazai?"

"People have to have weaknesses. Only by having weaknesses can we get closer to each other and send a signal to the other party that 'this person is not invincible, so you can trust'."

Yoko squeezed his chin, full of self-confidence: "I want to create a weakness that doesn't exist, so that he can mistakenly think that the dishes he cooks can affect me. Once I step into this trap, I can wait for him to make a fool of himself. When the time comes You can laugh at him as much as you like."

Oda Saku made up the picture, and finally said with emotion: "Ah Heng is so smart."

From the perspective of Oda Tsukuru's love filter, Yoko and Dazai's narrow-mindedness is a sign of a good relationship, and there is no need to stop or intervene.As a child, friendship is stronger in the name of name.

That's right, it's friendship.Under Yoko's explanation, Odasaku already believed that that day was just an accident, and she and Dazai were really not a couple.

Yoko sauce is also a simple and cute but edible little publicity in the heart of the old father~

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Dazai is indeed a cautious person, in order to find out whether Yoko's "weakness" is real or a hoax, he cooked her two more meals afterwards.

Yoko mobilized all the drama cells in his body, and he finally didn't let him see the flaw, but the battle was a bit tragic-she had promised to fulfill his three wishes.

"Oda Zuo Oda Zuo~" Yoko ran over and cried, tugging on his sleeve and refusing to let go: "I think I'm out of luck."

Oda Saku thought for a while, then hesitated and said, "How about a showdown?"

Yoko tilted his head and said with difficulty: "But my pride and stubbornness don't allow me to give up halfway."

"Actually, Dazai also suffers." The girl said sullenly: "I can use amnesia to offend him as hard as I can, and then say 'I don't remember when I'm drunk' afterward, and he doesn't dare to say anything."

Oda Saku patted Yoko's head: "Then keep watching."

He felt that the two children were having a good time, and he believed from the bottom of his heart that they would be sensible and would not harm each other, so he didn't care about it anymore.

On the contrary, the gangsters in Hong Kong were quite frightened by Dazai's recent behavior——

"Have you heard? Mr. Dazai is studying cooking recently, and the cafeteria has been blown up by him several times!"

"What, is that Dazai! Can the food he cooks be eaten?"

"I heard it's a love bento for Miss Yoko. The prodigal son turned around and decided to save the love?"

"Hey, am I the only one who heard that Mr. Dazai plans to apply for the entrance exam?"

"Why does the mafia take Yuanyue? I dare say that even if Mr. Dazai gets in, he will be dismissed the next day."

"No matter what, 'I'm laughing at the sky' must be true!"

……

Ever since Dazai became obsessed with cooking, "Hengzhongdang" and "Hengshoudang" were not very happy.

Seeing that their own stock market is in jeopardy, and the stockholders are jumping on the walls, they had no choice but to resort to the law of joint vertical and horizontal, lobbying many brothers and sisters of "Henghong", "Hengai", and "Hengzhi". "Horizontal knife" pulled down the altar.

Mr. Sen tapped his fingers on the desk and said helplessly, "I think they are still too busy."

This group of people still have time to kowtow CP after work, and they kowtow so sincerely, what is it if they are not idle?

That being said, Mr. Mori started a gamble in the organization, letting himself be the banker, betting on Dazai "whether the love can be saved".

"Alice sauce, which one do you think I should buy better?"

Mr. Mori hesitates between "can" and "can't".

"No," said Alice, without looking up.

"Well, listen to Alice." Mr. Sen threw [-] yuan in the "can't" item.

Hong Kong gangsters are not upright and crooked, and the leaders gather together | Gambling, everyone comes to beat up, a bunch of people crowded in the corridor where the gambling tables are placed, making it impossible for others to walk.

"Hey, if you don't get out of the way, I'm going to beat someone up!"

Zhong also was blocked for 10 minutes before he could get out, and finally broke out.

"It turned out to be Mr. Chuya!"

The troublemaker's eyes lit up, and he pulled Zhong Ye through the crowd, pointing at the gaming table, "Would you like to place a bet?"

A group of people stared at him fiercely.

"What the hell are you doing—"

"Ah, Mr. Dazai!"

Among the crowded crowd behind him, someone who was not afraid of getting into trouble suddenly shouted: "Are you also here to place a bet?"

The author has something to say: Why was Butei Zai so poor——

Zai: Ah Heng will support me~

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Tuo in the manga is really delicious. I love this kind of delicate young man who is indistinguishable between male and female. I even wanted to jump off the wall. The idea of ​​his voice in my mind is similar to that of female voice actors such as Saiga Mitsuki and Ogata Megumi. male voice.

Until the anime Tuo came on the stage... Uncle emmm, who are you?

Give me back my slender, sick and beautiful boy wow wow wow QAQ

By the way, I also like the squint-eyed military policeman in the comics.