[Comprehensive] I don't want to be the heroine

The remote control under his head turned on the dimly lit porch light near the door.

Only then did she see the black hair ball pressing on her chest.

The culprit who caused her sleep paralysis and nightmares - Osamu Dazai.

She turned her head and saw half of the pillow stuck under the sofa, and then looked at the empty bed - that was where Osamu Dazai should have been.

This guy stayed up on a good bed and crawled here, obviously with a crooked idea.

Even though he looks like a soft and harmless cat now, the soul in this body is Dazai Osamu!

Su Woyan moved the cat off her body.

She picked up Osamu Dazai's cell phone on the table, entered the password to unlock it, and turned on the camera function.

Su Woyan knelt on the sofa, while the black, chubby cat was spread out on the pillow, sleeping unconscious.

She stretched out her hand and scratched the cat's belly, but Osamu Dazai didn't move as if he didn't feel it.

Su Woyan tugged the cat's upturned feet again, and stroked the soft fur that was so black that it didn't reflect light at all.

After taking pictures like this for a long time, Su Woyan threw the phone away in despair.

——The fur color of this cat is too black, and the mobile phone can't tell where it is.

After opening the video recorded just now, I'm afraid I can only see her palms rubbing in the darkness.

However, giving up recording video doesn't mean she intends to let Dazai go.

Su Woyan stepped on the ground, went to find his handbag and took it out.

As a magical girl, she occasionally collects some cute trinkets.

For example, bow scarf, with white and light lace edge.

Su Gayan gently tied the scarf around Osamu Dazai's neck.

This is definitely the first time in Dazai's life that he wears women's clothing.

When Osamu Dazai woke up, it was already morning, and the sun was just right—just right?

He is now sleeping in a box with a soft quilt under his body. No matter how you look at it, he is now in a simple cat litter.

And not yet indoors, Osamu Dazai stood up and shook his hair, so hot that he couldn't help sticking out his tongue.

His current location is probably on the balcony of Su Woyan's room, which is a balcony that is completely enclosed by glass and is built outwards.

When the weather is not hot, the isolation door between the balcony and the room is raised, and the whole is integrated.

But in the hot summer, the balcony is used for heat insulation.

Osamu Dazai remembered that he found a good place to sleep last night, and slept in the arms of the warm and fragrant nephrite...

The girl's breath was soft and even, spraying on his fluffy fur...

So, why do you wake up without a bed?

And still locked on the balcony?

"Meow~" Osamu Dazai jumped out of the nest, raised his paw and scratched at the glass isolation door.

But before being put into the room, he saw his own reflection in the glass.

A black round briquette, so black that you can't see the nose and mouth, only a pair of iris eyes staring round.

He was wearing a bow-knot lace scarf around his neck, which matched the cat's shape very well, and added a bit of "cuteness" to Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai gradually lowered his paws, staring at the reflection on the glass for a long time.

When Su Woyan came to open the door, he saw this cat in women's clothing with the word "autism" written all over its face.

She didn't really care what Dazai was thinking.

In short, as revenge for climbing the bed in the middle of the night, as long as it gets him.

Su Woyan picked up Osamu Dazai by the back of the neck, supported the cat's butt with one hand, and fished him back into the air-conditioned room.

Of course, Su Woyan's revenge is not over yet.

She poured a cup of yogurt, spread it all over the granola with nuts, and topped it with fruit.

But Osamu Dazai didn't have these things, all he faced was a bowl of cat food.

After raising his head and meowing coquettishly at Su Woyan for a while, he finally got the extra meal in the morning.

Osamu Dazai was in tears, drooping eyelids, and licked the yogurt cap reluctantly.

He swore that after he transformed back, he would absolutely confiscate all of Su Woyan's yogurt, so that she would never know what yogurt was like again.

But Osamu Dazai didn't think about the reality—Su Woyan has already got back her household registration and her huge property with the help of the headquarters. She is completely independent financially and can decide what she wants to eat.

But he soon changed his mind.

Osamu Dazai, who was angry and decided to ignore Suga, was carried into the arms of the girl after eating breakfast.

He stretched out his cat's paw, adjusted his posture, and obediently lay in Su Woyan's arms without moving.

There's no way, I can't get angry at all, after all, this is his favorite person.

As long as he was hugged and coaxed by her, Osamu Dazai calmed down, lying in the girl's arms and wagging his tail once and for all.

When facing the person he likes, no matter how cunning and ruthless he is as the leader of the port mafia, he can only obediently put away his paws at this moment.

If you can please this little girl, it's worth being a cat for the rest of your life.

"I'll take you to the headquarters to find someone to take a look."

Su Gayan stroked Osamu Dazai's hairy head.

"Although it's cute to be a cat, I really like you better than usual."

Osamu Dazai was still lazily lying on his stomach, but he flicked his tail more cheerfully.

Flicking and flicking, the big black plush tail wrapped around the girl's wrist.

"You also need to buy some canned food." Su Woyan said, "If you can't change back, you should eat and drink well."

Osamu Dazai has never encountered setbacks in money in his life.

When he was a human being, he had the ability to quickly convert human lives into cash—of course, this is not worth advocating.

After turning into a cat, he is also a cat that can only eat canned food from the Peak, and also uses this canned food as his staple food.

Su Woyan put on the sandals at the entrance, and walked out with the cat in her arms, chattering along the way.

"I don't know if you can accept raw flesh and blood."

"You need to buy some nutrition cream and hair removal cream."

"I also need to buy cat litter..."

Osamu Dazai was hooking his claws on the girl's sleeve, pulling out the cotton thread.

He was moved.

But...he wanted to ask Su Woyan, after doing so much homework, don't you really want cats more?

Fortunately, this world is not so cruel to Osamu Dazai.

After the research at the headquarters of the magical girl was fruitless, Dazai Osamu was discouraged and decided to be a cat. When he sneaked into the bed of the pink-haired girl again one night, he suddenly turned back into a human form.

He opened his eyes, because of this sudden change, there was a bit of astonishment in his eyes.

As for the reaction of the awakened Su Woyan, it is unknown——

The author has something to say: Yanmei: I don’t have to rent a house for three days.

Next articleWe are planning to write the story of the encounter between Yanmei, a 14-year-old girl, and Shuanghei

It's the story of Yanmei sending the double black squatting game (hello)

14 years old (1)

The author has something to say: the story of Yanmei, who was 14 years old, and the 16-year-old Shuanghei.

Yanmei is fierce, Dazai is dark, and Nakaya will come out in the next chapter.

This is a small incident that happened in Yokohama.

In November of this year, there was a light snowfall in Kanto.

The fluttering snowflakes fell into the soil, taking away the warmth of the earth, and finally accumulated a thin layer.

The snow that disappears when you step on it is fully playing its unique role.

- Make people slip and make the brakes fail.

After leaving Narita Airport and returning to Yokohama on the JR line, Sogayan was very upset.

She came back at a very bad time.

Most people like to watch the snow, and they will use all kinds of beautiful words and poems to describe the pure white and flawless things that fall in this winter.

However, the trouble it causes to people who need to travel and are on the road cannot be ignored.

Su Woyan, who slipped on his feet twice and fell off his buttocks when he came out of the airport, was already in a bad mood amidst the loneliness and misery of going home alone with no one to greet him.

Also, the Yokohama vibe doesn't seem quite right.

The little girl with pink hair pouted, her damn accident physique is really unlucky wherever she goes.

Studying at Big Ben and being sorted into the El Mello classroom as a freak—accidents can come at any time and anywhere.

After she was exhausted physically and mentally and decided to retire, she learned that the headquarters had arranged for her to study in the third year of junior high school in Academy City before she had time to board the plane back home.

Before heading to the accident-prone Academy City, she had five months to go home to eat, drink, and be merry, which sounded like "The Last Supper" and "Break Meal" or something.

But now... It seems that eating, drinking and having fun is not very good.

The city of Yokohama is shrouded in fear—

You know, when the leader of the port mafia changed two years ago, Yokohama had just begun to recover from the bleak sorrow of being dominated by the tyranny of the previous generation.

When Sogayan left Yokohama for London a year ago, the city was just beginning to shine.

But now, it seems to be back to normal.

Everyone had a look of fear on their faces. They walked in a hurry, and the flow of people was much less than usual.

There were few private cars on the road, and the doors and windows of every house were closed, as if refusing to go out.

It seems that diseases are rampant on the street, and it seems that they will be attacked by terror at any time, so they have to hide with their tails between their legs.

Even the shops on the street close their doors early and never open after dark.

Well, it's not like they're going to be attacked, they've been attacked.

Su Woyan pulled the box and walked down an alley with his head down.

Inside the cramped pitch-black box, there were faint flashes of fire.

She ignored the faint smell of gunpowder and the sound of gunshots beside her ears, and walked home with her suitcase.

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