Married life with Bakugo

I couldn't resist Dazai boy's soft-heartedness, and finally agreed to help him draw the so-called "[-] Ways of Dazai Boy's Death".

There are a hundred ways to die, and it makes my head bald to think about it.

Obviously he was the one who wanted something from others, but he also made a lot of demands cheekily: "You must have a new way of death. I have tried jumping into a river and jumping from a building. It is not interesting at all. Ms. Ueno needs to put a little thought into it." It's over."

His eyes were shining as he said these words, and he was holding my hand and stroking it restlessly.

This guy has become frivolous and can't change it in the short term.

I could only take advantage of my spare time to think about the novel ways to die, open a small notebook and write down the title seriously: One Hundred Ways to Die a Boy Dazai.

1. Put on a lightning rod on a thunderstorm night and pretend to be the electric shock kid and run fast in the heavy rain.

2. Invite ten ex-girlfriends to the store at the same time and ask to get back together (without paying for the meal).

Looking at this line of text, I pondered for a moment. If you are a guest in the store, it will cause trouble to the store manager. Well, cross out "in the store" and change it to "home".

3. Invite the global heavyweight murderer to drink tea at home.

4. Travel to the North Pole on foot, play cards with polar bears and cheat.

When I was thinking about how to write the fifth article with my pen in my mouth, milky came to my hand and asked to touch it.

"Hey, my sister is doing business, can you go to the side to play first?" I rubbed the cat's head perfunctorily and wrote the fifth item in the notebook.

5. Stealthly wear the president's kimono, go to the hospital to find Dr. Mori and say to him: "If you are a brother, come and kill me."

Article [-], um, it’s so difficult, it’s so difficult to find a novel way to die, and I’m a little bit lost after writing the sixth article. It seems that Dazai boy usually has a hard time finding a novel way to die.

No, how could he have led his thinking astray.

Milky started to rub against the back of my hand and made a purring sound.Forget it, write these five items for now and let me go home and think about it slowly.

Pick up milky and start massaging it, rubbing the cat's head, scratching the chin, pinching the claws, the cat is full of treasures.

I buried my face on the hair on the back of his neck and rubbed it, and cut off its pointed nails. My god, it must be too obedient, and it didn't struggle at all.

"I'm going to send you back to grandma in a while, I really miss you." I touched it and said sadly.

"Meow?" It tilted its head in doubt.

"Oh, why are you so cute, baby." I hugged it like a baby goose and shook it.

Today is also a peaceful day. After I got off work, I said hello to Ms. Yazaki, and immediately took Milky to my grandma's house. After all, I have to go to the house to pack my things and rush to Bakugo.

Then something weird happened.

"This—what's going on here?"

I walked with milky for more than ten minutes to its original home, only to find that the house where grandma used to live has now turned into a deserted villa, and the surrounding walls are covered with unknown vines, which do not look like It looks like it just moved out.

Although I was a little surprised when I came to deliver food that day, it would be inconvenient if there were no other residents around here, an old lady, but she said that she was in good health and it was not far from the city, so I believed it.

But now it seems that I must have bumped into a ghost, right?

"Milky, you are also the legendary cat ghost, right?" I looked at it and asked suspiciously.

"Meow?" It was soft and innocent.

There should be no such thing as cats and ghosts in the world.

Come here, just go in and take a look, maybe you will find other cats.

I carried milky into this desolate house, the layout inside was exactly the same as before, the only difference was that the furniture and the floor were covered with thick dust.

Walking a few steps inside, the strength deduces what is called one step at a time.

"Milky, milky, where did you come from?" I said wistfully.

At this moment, I heard the sound of gunshots and hurried footsteps approaching this way.

My mind went blank and I hugged Milky subconsciously, and my body was too stiff to move.

The door, which had been in disrepair for a long time, was kicked open, and a man rushed in with a gun in his hand.After looking at each other for a few seconds, he immediately pointed his gun at me, and before I could speak, he pulled the trigger.

No way, am I going to die inexplicably like this?

At the very moment, the milky in my arms let out a low growl, and jumped out like lightning to hit the man's face. The gun went sideways, and I didn't die, but the bullet still grazed my arm.

"Meow!" Milky punched the man in the face angrily, and then saw him pass out.

What's going on?A man who nearly shot me was stunned by a cat?Was - cat - beat - dizzy? !

I'm still sleeping on the bar counter of the coffee shop.

Regardless of the issue of waking up or not, escaping for life is the most important thing, so I hugged Milky and ran away quickly.

After running for a few steps in a panic, I ran into Mr. Zhongyuan wearing a hat again at the corner.His eyes widened: "Why are you in such a place?"

The situation was so complicated that I couldn't explain it clearly at the moment, so I had to say dryly, "I'm here to find the cat."

He glanced at Milky in my arms, probably thinking that this milk cat ran into this house, so I came to look for it: "It's dangerous here, hurry up—"

"Mr. Nakaya, be careful!" Just as he was speaking, several men with guns ran out from behind. They were dressed like the man who wanted to shoot me just now, and they were already aiming at Mr. Nakahara to shoot.

I didn't have time to think about it, so I rushed over and hugged him with the cat and then overwhelmed him.Eyes closed involuntarily, I heard the sound of gunfire from above, but there was no sound of bullets shooting through objects.

Squinting his eyes, he lifted his body and saw that there seemed to be a barrier in front of him, and the bullets that had been fired stuck to it, and then bounced back and accurately hit the foreheads of the shooters just now.

Help, this house is really haunted!

"Hey, get up quickly!" I lowered my head, only then did I realize that Milky and Mr. Zhongyuan were still being held down by me.

Mr. Nakahara's face was a little red, and the top hat he had been wearing had rolled aside in the confusion just now.

"Sorry, sorry, the situation was urgent just now—" I quickly stood up.

He picked up the hat that had rolled aside and put it on, his face could not be seen clearly because of the shadow cast by the top hat: "Get out of this place quickly, it is dangerous here."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Nakaya, let's run quickly." Without saying a word, I hugged Milky with my left hand, and took his hand with my right hand to start running.

"You—what are you doing?"

"Don't be shy at this time, Mr. Chuya, if you don't escape from this haunted house, we will both be in danger." I said anxiously.

But he looked blank: "What are you talking about, do you guys know that I—"

Yep, the shooting ghost is back.

But this time, there were no bizarre incidents such as cats punching people or magical barriers intercepting bullets. Instead, Mr. Chuya relied on his powerful force to clean up these people in a few tens of seconds.

I:……

Is this how it feels for a weak chicken to stray into the world of a big boss?If I'm not mistaken, Mr. Nakaya seems to have used the trick of blocking bullets just now. Why is there such a big hole in the ground? Mr. Nakaya is flying - did he fly up...

"Why are you still standing here stupidly? Let's go, I'll take you back." Mr. Nakaya looked at me with a frown after cleaning up.

"Mr. Chuya, I want to ask what is your ability?"

"Tsk, to put it simply, it is to manipulate gravity." He seemed to find it troublesome, and explained it succinctly.

My tongue can't be straightened out: "Fuck...manipulate gravity?"

"Oh my god, that's amazing! Is Mr. Nakaya such an amazing person?" My compliments are too poor, so I can only repeat it over and over again.

He lowered his hat in embarrassment after being complimented by me: "Let's go!"

"...Mr. Nakaya, I'm so scared that I can't walk anymore. Can you use the ability to manipulate gravity to take me away? If not, can you let me go slowly..." I begged uselessly.

Mr. Nakaya: ...