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I took Osamu Dazai’s black card, and I helped Mr. Mori, the leader who needs me to please, brush up several skirts along the way. The brands of these skirts include but are not limited to Bxby, AxP, ExC, Mxta, Ix, etc. I can’t help but question Are there still so many brand stores in Yokohama?

You must know that the skirts in these stores are more expensive than the other, there is no most expensive, only more expensive.It's not enough to buy a skirt, there are matching small accessories, shoes and bags.

Even Mori Ogai and Alice expressed shock—"Do you actually have so much savings to spend?"

I replied with Alice's bright smile: "Aside from other things, I am more confident if I make money, and I can spend this money as I like. And I am also very happy to be able to buy dresses for such a lovely Alice. "

"..." For some reason, Alice looked at me like a scumbag, "You are quite good at talking."

"...Thank you for the compliment?" I laughed awkwardly.

This is definitely not a compliment, is it?Absolutely not!May I ask what is wrong with a sweet mouth who can say good things?I am also very innocent!

Then again, I'm not really lying.After all, I never said that my black card was mine.I just told Alice that I have the ability to earn money.

As for how she understood it—what does that matter to me?

Anyway, as far as I am concerned, Osamu Dazai’s money has been swiped, and the card has been used. I will apply for a job change in two days, and the debt is none of my business.

Osamu Dazai still wants me to be his dog for the rest of his life and a coolie for him. It's impossible to think about it. How could I, Yagisawa Yayoi, give in so easily?

however.

I still lost.

hateful!I knew Osamu Dazai would not be so kind! ! !

This bastard black mud monster, if it weren't because I have a mission and can't use superpowers casually, I would have beaten him so much that even Mr. Chuya couldn't recognize him.

I can see that Osamu Dazai has the word "beaten up" written all over him from head to toe.

I said how could he lend me money so generously, and even took out a black card for me to swipe at will, and the conditions proposed were not so difficult to meet.

Now that I think about it, he was probably just trying to put on an appearance to appease my doubts in my heart, so as to let go of my doubts about his behavior.

I was completely fucked by the bastard Dazai, and I blamed me for being too naive. I have not experienced the beatings of society, and I have already been mutilated by Dazai in this way.

Yes, that's right.

That card didn't belong to Osamu Dazai at all, but Mr. Chuya Nakahara.

This bastard black mud monster stole his black card from Mr. Nakahara Nakaya, and after finishing swiping it himself, he gave it to me. In fact, he wanted me to take the blame for him.

In this way, even if Mr. Nakaya finds someone to settle the score in the end, he will not be blamed on him, and he will probably only be cruel to me.

It was too late when I understood this matter.

Because Mr. Nakaya has already come to the door with the bill.

At this time, I had just finished working overtime to go shopping with the leader, Mr. Sen, and Alice. On the way back, I bought some materials needed to prepare the nutrient solution.

How can I say that I am also one of the only eight superpowers in Academy City, with a brain whose computing power is comparable to that of a computer.

Not to mention the amount of knowledge reserves, it is not difficult to configure a mere nutrient solution, I can do it successfully with my eyes closed.

For the whole process, preparing the nutrient solution is probably the easiest part.

Although it is a simple and rude thing to take away the oxygen around Accelerator, what I need to overcome is my inner emotions.

Here I need to correct a very important point, I am not afraid of killing him or fear of being killed back.I was afraid that I would be too excited, and my revenge would overwhelm my rationality, so I couldn't restrain myself for a while and killed Accelerator directly.

The relationship between me and Accelerator - it can be said that we love each other and kill each other.

No, there is only mutual killing, not mutual love.

Speaking of a person like Fang Xing, would he really fall in love with someone?It's incredible to think about this kind of thing.

I put on the rubber white gloves I bought, and the brand-new syringe I straightened out from the pharmacy has been unpacked and filled with nutrient solution, and the silver needle has been properly sterilized.Now it is only up to me to solve the subconscious reflex problem of Fang Accelerator.

For Accelerator, reflection is the most basic formula.Even in deep sleep, his subconscious will subconsciously calculate this formula, thus forming a reflection that never disappears.

However, the maintenance of superpowers requires energy. If he does not have any food intake, the energy will be exhausted soon, and the reflection will naturally cease to exist.

But it has not been a few days since I stole One Accelerator, and it will take about three or four days until its energy is exhausted.

At that time, I was in a dying state of starvation, and it was impossible for me to stay at home and watch him all day, so there was no way to grasp an accurate time difference.

Why don't I do it myself, let his brain be in a state of suffocation, and stop the reflex is the same.

Speaking of which, I have never enjoyed the opportunity to pump oxygen at the side of Accelerator.

Because I usually don't have this opportunity at all, and when I just start pumping oxygen, I usually have already been beaten by Accelerator and flew out.

This is a sad story with only a beginning and no end. The subtitle can be named "108 postures in which Yagi Sawa Yayoi was beaten by Accelerator".

And now, in a state where Accelerator has fallen asleep and has no power to restrain the chicken, I can finally breathe out the oxygen.

Take the opportunity to kill him - it's not that I don't have this idea.

But actually it's mostly a joke.I knew I wouldn't lay hands on him at all.

When did I meet with Accelerator?I don't remember clearly either, but he lent his body to the research institute when he was very young. I have lived in the research institute since I was a child, and I have come into contact with it many times because of the research institute's experiments.

My inherent impression of him is that of the evil party.

He is also a veritable villain killer in fights, and he is never soft.But there are moments of tenderness, and I just remember getting canned coffee from Accelerator on a starless night.

The brands he likes are very mixed, and they are always different every week.Thanks to Yifang Accelerator, I have basically drank Japanese coffee brands all over the place.

If you are a close and familiar person, even if you do something a little bit out of bounds to him, he will not be very angry, and he will not beat you to death for a single disagreement.

No one has strong strength and a strong heart from the beginning.Even if I'm a cyborg born by experiment instead of normal way, it's the same as ordinary people.

Even the doctor doesn't know, Accelerator - this person is the strongest evil I have seen in my more than ten years of experimental career, and it is also a place of protection.

Since he's very strong, it doesn't matter if I want to take a break.

***

I started to use super powers to accurately mobilize the oxygen around Accelerator.The air was quickly sucked out in an instant, forming a vacuum around him.

At this time, I need to be very careful.

I accurately calculated the limit of what Accelerator's body could bear, and I had to focus on two things, being ready to inject nutrient solution into his blood vessels at any moment when his reflection disappeared, so as to maintain his vitality.

When Accelerator's body began to show some color changes due to suffocation, the reflection state disappeared.I quickly plunged the needle into his vein.

It is normal for me to be proficient in techniques. I have seen too many intravenous injections in the research institute, and I have done it myself many times, so it is not a problem at all.

When I saw the nutrient solution being slowly injected into one of the passing blood vessels through the transparent gel tube, my heart immediately fell.

But the reality didn't give me a little time to rest, and the sound of knocking on the door rang.

I locked the bedroom door vigilantly and opened the door in the hallway.

The person standing outside the door was not Osamu Dazai who I thought had finally learned to knock on the door, but Mr. Chuya Nakahara with a dark face.

The ochre-haired boy wearing a black bowler hat frowned slightly with an impatient expression on his face.He was still wearing the dark attire, but he changed the windbreaker, revealing the slim shirt and vest inside.

I'm at a loss, I don't know what he's here for.

——But in the next second, I knew that Mr. Nakahara Chuya had come to Xingshi to ask his crimes.

He clutched a long list of bills in his black-gloved hand.

Zhong Yuanzhong also slapped the bill on my face roughly, I was stunned, picked up the bill and started to scan down.In the end, the more I read, the more I felt that these entries were very familiar, and suddenly I found that they were all about some foreign clothing brand stores that I was familiar with.

I froze for five seconds, and my pupils began to tremble violently.

"Could it be...Could it be that that is Mr. Chuya's card? Damn, Mr. Dazai lied to me again!"

Nakahara Chuya looked at me coldly, "Actually, you and Osamu Dazai's mackerel are basically in the same group."

"Why are you swearing at people casually?" I was very upset, "It's okay for you to say that I am a fetish, pedophile, and fetish like Chief Mori, but you say that I am in the same group as Osamu Dazai—Mr. Nakaya, why do you want to Insulting me for no reason?"

Nakahara Chu was also stumped immediately, he didn't expect that I would speak ill of Osamu Dazai so openly.

Not only am I not Dazai Osamu's accomplice, if I were to poison Dazai Osamu, I would definitely not hesitate for a second!

And two seconds later, when I realized that I had said something, I immediately started apologizing and decided to restore my broken image.

"I'm very sorry, Mr. Nakahara Chuya, but it's actually Mr. Dazai's fault! He lied to me that it was his card, so I just swiped it. I'm really, really sorry. I will definitely pay back your money as soon as possible Yes. If it really doesn’t work, let me apologize by harakiri!”

I made an apology pose of Dogeza.Originally, according to my experience, it is common sense to show thick breasts and buttocks when asking others, but because I have no balls to show, I simply rejected this option.

"Stop acting." Zhong Yuan interrupted me, "If I remember correctly, your current salary is not very high, how do you pay back the money? Are you going to participate in some disgraceful things? ?”

"Where do you want to go?" I paused, and looked up at Chuya Zhongyuan, "You may not know, but I still know how to gamble."

"It's not me bragging. People who can beat me in gambling are usually cheaters."

"I'm known as the little prince of the casino. I've won all battles and never lost. In the casino, only others give me money. I haven't lost or lost a dime in it. So you believe me, I will sweep Yokohama tomorrow." The major casinos will return this debt to you as soon as possible.”

Zhongyuan Zhong couldn't bear it anymore, raised his hand and knocked on my head, "What are you thinking? You are only 14 years old, right? It's not good for a little girl to go to such a place."

"As for the matter of money—this small amount of money is not worth my grudge."

"I'll ask him to settle accounts with the dead mackerel. You can take your time and don't have to do that kind of risky thing." He squinted at me, "Anyway, you are here, and you can't escape .”

I was stunned, and rushed forward to hug Nakahara Chuya's waist—wow, his waist is so thin.

This thought flashed through my mind, and then I started to murmur: "Mr. Nakahara Nakaya, you are so gentle and kind, you are completely different from the annoying guy like Dazai Osamu It would be great if I could be your subordinate, woo woo, I don’t want to work with Dazai-san for a second longer!”

"Hey!" I saw Zhong Yuan Zhong also blushed. He probably had never been so close to a girl, and it was the first time someone made such a bold and bold move.

"Let go! You idiot, don't give me an inch!" I also understand that Mr. Nakahara Nakaya will not just be shy, but will go crazy after hugging like this.

So I loosened his waist very obediently, knelt down on the ground obediently, and made a sincere apology to him again.

It is possible to make sand sculptures of people, but it is also very important to restore the image.

I have to let Mr. Nakahara Nakaya know that I am actually a dignified, intellectual and responsible girl.

And I live in IKEA, without the pressure of my parents, I can buy a car and a house by myself, and I am young and beautiful, so I am a potential stock that should not be underestimated.

"I know about this," Zhong Yuan Zhong also paused, then raised his hand and flicked my forehead again.

"—— Pain!" I covered my forehead, pretending to cry and looked at Chuya Nakahara.

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't feel that this was an excessive thing, "Let's learn a lesson."

He is different from Osamu Dazai, he will close the door for me carefully before leaving, and leave me a sentence before closing the door——

"You idiot should rest early."

The boy's slightly deep and hoarse voice was particularly sexy and seductive, and the bright ocher color that came out from the gap in the door also disappeared in a flash.

I'm suffocating.

What kind of treasure is Mr. Nakaya?

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