[Comprehensive] The way of a giant baby's group pet

I was worrying about having nowhere to go, but I was brought home by the poke ball.

Siganmu leaned on the sofa in Xinshi apartment, and listened to the introduction of the elf ball: "My sister is traveling with my mother, and my brother is busy with work and won't come back recently. You can live here with peace of mind."

Shikuragi took a look. This is a suite in a high-end community. Although the overall design is European-style, there are many ingenious Japanese-style decorations, paintings, flower arrangements, and dolls in suits collected by girls. The environment was nice, but Niigaragi looked at the charred convenience bag and found that it was filled with all kinds of instant soba noodles.

Do I have to make noodles with this guy from now on?Shizuoki thought hesitantly.

Sensing Sigangmu's eyes on the convenience bag, Hong Jiaodong immediately said in order to increase the occupancy rate of Sigangmu: "Of course, I will cook for you."

"Let's stay here for a few days." Right now, my body is still numb, and it's inconvenient to move around, and if it's a Poké Ball, it should be reliable.

"It's just..." Hong Jiaodong said hesitantly, "There is no spare room at home, can you squeeze with me?"

Shizuoki felt that this was all right, so he nodded.

At that time, he hadn't visited the house carefully, and didn't know that apart from the common room of the four members of the Hong family, there were also two study rooms with beds and two clean and tidy guest rooms.

On the first night of staying, Hong Jiaodong gave up the bed to Sidangmu, and made a floor beside the bed. Sidangmu invited him to come up and squeeze together, but Hong Jiaodong refused, claiming that he was "not used to sleeping with other people" , At that time, Niigaragi thought that the Poké Ball was really good.

The next day, when Sigangmu washed his face, he found a red mark on his neck near the collarbone. ? ?

Right there at the neckline, which would have been missed if it wasn't for the sloping neckline.

Shikaki rubbed it with his hands, and it felt like a trace of congestion. It was pink, very fresh, and very light. If he accidentally scratched it out, it was not impossible.

He straightened the neckline and skipped it.

It has to be said that Hong Jiaodong is a delicate person, and Shikangmu is still on vacation, but after waking up, he can see the breakfast made by Pokéball and the note left behind.

Niigaragi once again lamented that Pokéball is really a good guy. He doesn't talk much in ordinary times and looks like he can only talk about noodles, but the meals he makes are also delicious. Niigaragi is very satisfied with the current boarding life.

There are still three days before that ghost [estrus], so it should be fine here, right?

At this moment, Shikuragi felt relaxed and felt that everything was planned, but soon he found that there was a big problem.

When Hong Jiaodong came back that night, he brought snacks for himself, and the two had a meal in a friendly manner, and Shigaraki sat on the left side of the sofa, eating snacks, watching news reports, and seeing which small group took his place now He was making trouble for the society, Hong Jiaodong sat on the right side of the sofa and read a book seriously, and he could read the original English version with gusto.

The two of them were doing their own things, and they were very harmonious here. They went back to their respective beds at night, and there was nothing wrong with them here. In the middle of the night, Shikaragi felt heavy on his body, and he found a problem here.

Who is it that lies on itself?Who is it that breathed out hot air on his neck?I can even think about it with my eyes closed.

Elf Ball, I didn't expect you to look so serious on the surface, but you are just like your brother.

Even though Sidangmu's EQ is low and he is in an embarrassing situation now, he knows that this scene is not easy to expose.

Shigaraki calmly waited to see what the poke ball wanted to do, and found that he was lying on his body, hugging him gently, probably because he was afraid of waking him up, and he didn't dare to put too much weight on himself.

Siganmu opened his eyes and saw the top of his head, which was scorched and frozen in red and white. It really looked like a poke ball. Seeing him getting up in the middle of the night and attacking him, he vaguely realized that the poke ball might be of interest to him, but Poké Ball is usually reticent, so I really haven't thought about it.

After hugging for a while, Hong Jiaodong carefully went back to the floor. When Sidangmu thought that nothing would happen again, his hands warmed up, and Hong Jiaodong held Sidangmu and placed it beside the bed. With his hands, they connected the two people who had one higher bed and one lower bed.

The act of Hong Jiaodong gently holding his hand reminded Shikaragi of something about the Hong family.

In the previous life, after Dabi's identity was revealed to be the eldest son of the Hong family, Hong Deng Ya, the Hong family staged a family ethics drama. In order to cultivate a better personality, the father with a personality of fire took the means to marry Hong Leng with a personality of ice. Dabi, who gave up high-intensity flames but had a cold physique, finally gave birth to the successful product of Hong Jiaodong. I am afraid that it is in this native family that Hong Jiaodong's natural dull temper that does not like to talk.

After all, the two are classmates, and Shigaoki is not so heartless, he suddenly wants to hold Hong Jiaodong's hand back, but this will only make the situation worse, so it can't be done.

……

In the early morning, Osamu Dazai was going to play with Nakahara Nakaya, and met a man at the corner of the stairs. Dazai, who had a keen sense of smell and could distinguish people, was immediately attracted by this man.

very dangerous.This was Dazai's first instinct, Dazai smelled a danger from the other party that was no less than that of the former leader.

The white-haired and red-eyed man in a suit looked only four or five years older than himself, but he had the aura to control everything. He was holding a bouquet of white roses, pale and coquettish, as if they were still blooming one second, and the next It's about to rot.

There was a habitual smile on the man's lips, and when he cast his eyes on himself, Dazai realized that he had been staring at him beyond the normal time.

There is no way, the line of sight has already met.

"Flower, very beautiful." Dazai said with a smile, staring at the other party confidently and boldly.

The other party lowered his head and took a sniff. The white roses actually don't have much fragrance, but the man's elegant and gentle movements endowed the flower with fragrance. The smile on the corner of the man's mouth widened, and he raised his head and said, "Thank you, but I can't give you one. "

He said with a big boy's naughty look: "Because, this is for important people."

"An important person?" Dazai savored the words.

They stared at each other, then laughed at each other, going their separate ways.

It is AFO who is holding the flowers, and it is self-evident who to give them to. His shadow has just been caught by the floor in front of 404, and the next second has been projected from the glass in the dead handlewood room. He put the bouquet on the On the desk, a pale petal fell on the brown table.

He glanced around the empty room, the owner of the room had left, but he was not in a hurry, it was easy to find it back, he walked towards the wall, and in the next second he was in the next door.

Dazai put his hands in his pockets, his amber eyes rolled slowly with a smile, his hound-like sense felt that he had a new watch list, which made him feel more comfortable.

He raised the corners of his mouth, took bigger steps, and even started humming a little song.

Walking on the side of the busy street, occasionally his three-dimensional facial features under slightly curly hair are reflected in the glass window, causing the women in the coffee shop to look sideways, and their eyes followed his slender figure in the long brown coat until he turned the corner Vision is limited and can no longer see.

Dazai was thinking about how to tease Nakahara Chuya today, and he couldn't help but look forward to seeing Nakahara Chuya's long golden brown curly hair like a long-haired dog and those bright blue eyes full of hot flames.

Too much anticipation that the little brother across the road is very similar to Chuya... No, Osamu Dazai took a closer look, isn't it Chuya?

Where is he going?Not wearing his dark hat and long coat with the same bad taste?

Brown leather jacket, black slacks, the current outfit is almost the same as the 15-year-old they met, just like a handsome boy, but is this outfit really suitable for the cadres of the largest organization in Yokohama?

At this time, the yellow light just ended and the green light turned on. Dazai walked quickly to the opposite side of the road. From the corners of his mouth, it could be seen that he was very happy now, and found it very interesting. He even turned on his phone and secretly took a photo for future use. It will be a tool to laugh at Nakahara Chuya in the future.

Nakahara Nakaya kept walking towards the crowded commercial pedestrian street, Dazai became more and more curious, Nakahara Nakaya turned into the side road, Dazai also followed with a smile.

There was a movie theater around the corner, Chuya Nakahara stopped at the entrance of the theater, Chuya Nakahara's side face was full of smiles, but Dazai's eyes showed a hint of cold irony.

A meek girl in a short skirt tugged Chuya Nakahara's sleeve, and then Chuya took her hand into the cinema.

Dazai really wanted to laugh at Chuya Nakahara, as one of the members of the underground organization, he actually had time to talk about this kind of love like playing house, but his smile became weaker and weaker, and finally he couldn't hang on.

He stood there with a cold face for a few seconds, then closed his eyes and smiled, and when he opened them again, he regained clarity and determination, turned and left.

When Nakahara Zhongya returned to his residence, the lights were already on. He had just pointed the key at the door of the house, but the door opened automatically. A ghost-hating face protruded from behind the door panel. Someone said with a smile: " Welcome home, Zhong..."

Before he finished speaking, Nakahara had already kicked Dazai's head, "Bastard Dazai! How did you get in here!" Dazai quickly retracted his head by two inches in a timely manner to prevent his brain from sloshing like a layer of lime on the wall. Su fell down, and then stretched out a hand, a piece of wire wrapped around his middle finger.

"You bastard! Do this kind of thing again." It can be seen that this is not the first time that Dazai used a wire to pry open the door of Nakahara Chuya's house.

"Damn it! It's time to change the lock again!" It can be seen that Zhongyuan Zhong has also been disturbed.

Dazai opened the door and said, "You don't need to stand at the door, come in, I'll pour you coffee."

"Oh, thank you." Nakahara Chuya said, and suddenly he realized it later, "Why should I be polite to you! This is my home!" He complained and entered the house.

Chuya Chuya poured the coffee and placed it in front of Dazai, who was holding an exquisite gift bag in his hand, "Dangdang..." He said to Zhongya Zhongyuan like a treasure, "This is a reward for a business trip."

Chuya Nakahara raised his eyebrows: "A reward?" Chuya Nakahara, remembering that Dazai had never given him anything, immediately yelled, "This is a bomb!" Then he threw the gift bag out vigorously.

"What are you doing!" Dazai fished it back quickly, opened the gift bag and showed it to Nakahara Chuya, "Look clearly, this is a snack."

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the first-class dim sum in the bag and said in surprise: "It's not a conspiracy." He has been tricked by Dazai for countless times, and now he has formed a thinking reflex and action reflex, so he naturally thinks about it.

Dazai smiled and said, "This is a snack, eat it with peace of mind."

Looking at Dazai's sweet smiling expression, Nakahara felt that there was an indescribable violation, but he couldn't find any evidence, so he had no choice but to continue, feeling that it was not good to take other people's things for nothing, and choked out a small "Thank you" for a long time. .”

As soon as the words came out, he felt regretful, thinking that Dazai would definitely laugh at him, but in the end he didn't hear anything, Nakahara Naka also looked up, Dazai was sitting more than half a head taller than him, looking at him with downcast eyes.

Although there is a tacit understanding to fight together, Nakahara Chuya can't always read Dazai's expression.

"Hey, what are you thinking?" Nakahara Chuya asked.

Dazai gently grabbed Nakahara Chuya's collar with his hand, leaned down to close the distance between the two, and said in a cold tone: "Chuya, have you forgotten that you are my dog?"

Chuya Chuya immediately remembered the agreement they made when they were 15 years old, whoever lost the game would be their dog. Although Dazai did win at the time, Chuya Nakahara's eyes almost burst into flames and said angrily: "Who is your dog?" Ah! Defeat my bastard Dazai on a console by cheating!"

Seeing Chuya Nakahara's angry expression Dazai was amused, he loosened Chuya Nakahara's collar, and said calmly, "Even if you don't cheat, you can't beat me."

"Stop being so self-righteous, you bastard! Since that's the case, let's go heads-up now!"

Dazai clapped his hands and said, "Unfortunately, I'm going to work now."

"Then go!"

"Yes, yes, I'm leaving." Dazai stood up, but walked around behind the sofa, put his lips next to Nakahara Nakaya's ear and said, "Snack, remember to eat."

The author has something to say:

Cat:

-- Straight paralyzed and trying to sleep.needs to be pampered

-Too lazy to deal with all kinds of circus catchers around me

- always craving snacks

- sometimes wants to kill everyone

- cute, but ready to fry the dry rack

Diao:

Ibid.

Conclusion: Brother Diao is a cat in a human shell.