Cat Breeding Manual

"So, you mean, we can't lift this status for the time being."

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyebrows, as if a scorching flame rose from his eyes, and when he spoke, it seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of his throat, as if he was gnashing his teeth.

"Even if it is the original Goddess, the recipient should be given a chance to refuse, right?"

Yato laughed a few times: "Besides that, it seems that it will last a whole day. But His Highness Izanami's statement is-this is realized according to your wishes."

Yato coughed, and after conveying the message with a guilty conscience, he disappeared in front of the two of them.

The running speed can be said to be first-class.

Central Plains Chuya:?

To put it bluntly, he really wanted to grow taller.But becoming Osamu Dazai, this is not what he expected.

As for Osamu Dazai's wish...

Zhong Yuanzhong also couldn't help grinding his teeth.

This guy... thinks he's not tall enough! ?He actually wanted to become five centimeters!

Gan, get out, get out, Dazai Osamu, the more I think about it, the more uncomfortable I get!

"Puff——isn't it good, Chuya?" Dazai Osamu laughed, raised his small arms to cover his mouth, and looked cute in every move.

The only premise is that this body is not his miniature version.

Zhong Yuan also stared blankly at his lovely self in the palm of his hand, feeling very uncomfortable inside.

After the weird nickname, Osamu Dazai finally found a new way to disgust him. Congratulations... what a ghost!

Gan!

Osamu Dazai raised his hand and patted his palm, comfortingly said: "Well, Chuya, let's enjoy the time of 1.8 meters first, this is a very rare opportunity."

"Shut up! Such a 1.8 meters, there is absolutely no need to exist."

Osamu Dazai said self-consciously: "Sa, Atsu-kun's side should be over soon. Let's go, Chuya. But this time, let me stay on your shoulders."

Central Plains Chuya:?

He looked at Osamu Dazai suspiciously: "You... are so aboveboard?"

Although it's not a big deal to switch bodies... Well, it's still a big deal, but Osamu Dazai's magnanimity surprised Nakahara.

"It doesn't matter Chuya, it's just my own reputation. As far as you are concerned, an extra five-centimeter doll setting won't affect anything!" Osamu Dazai waved his short arm.

Nakahara Chuya: ...

Seems offended?

He paused, thinking that it was probably his own illusion, and finally agreed half-believingly, placing his shrunken body squarely on his shoulders.

The window on the side just reflected his current situation, with Osamu Dazai's skin on his face, which Nakahara Nakahara didn't like no matter how he looked at it.

...What's going on with this kind of aura like the host of the children's channel in the morning! ?

Osamu Dazai, as expected of you.

Zhong Yuanzhong also refused to admit that the core at this time was him.

Raising his hand to hold down the throbbing blue veins, Zhongyuan finally adjusted his mentality that was on the verge of collapse.

Compared with the fulfillment of wishes, this seems more like Osamu Dazai's carnival alone!

Izanami-sama, how did you listen to your wishes——

Osamu Dazai also looked at the window, and nodded in a dignified manner. His long hair hung in front of his body, and with the shrunken appearance of 'Nakahara Chuya', he looked very cute.

He raised his hand and put his chin up, his cobalt blue eyes were full of playfulness that would not have been in the past, and he seemed to be looking at himself at this time with great interest.

Not bad.

Osamu Dazai evaluated silently.

"Ah--Mr. Dazai!!! You are here, help--!!!"

Osamu Dazai hadn't reacted yet, Nakahara Chuya shook with a sense of crisis, and subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to press the hat, then braked suddenly and stopped in mid-air, his bandage-wrapped hand feebly slid in the air Pass.

"Zhong... Dunjun, what's the matter?"

He turned his head to look at Atsushi Nakajima, almost forgot to change his address in a haste, and changed his name halfway rather awkwardly.

The silver-haired boy in front of him rushed over in a panic, his purple-gold eyes were full of tremors due to confusion.

"The materials to be handed over to the city government are missing!!"

"Ah..." Zhongyuan Zhong was also stunned, opened his mouth, and didn't know what to answer for a while, so he comforted him according to his usual habit: "Don't worry, I will find it back."

Atsushi Nakajima blinked his eyes, but he stopped panicking. He just felt that today's Mr. Dazai... was unbelievably steady, and he couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

"Um……"

"Mr. Dun."

Atsushi Nakajima was stunned.

Osamu Dazai in front of him suddenly stopped him, his expression became more serious, he raised his hand and lightly pressed on his shoulder, and lightly kicked him behind him with a neat roundabout kick.

Atsushi Nakajima turned his head suspiciously, and the two men wearing sharp, thorny gloves were unconsciously stacked on top of each other like building blocks, hitting the wall with a muffled sound.

Atsushi Nakajima: ...

and many more!

Although Mr. Dazai occasionally has very reliable moments

But such a neat roundabout kick, it seems that it shouldn't appear in front of this person.

Mr. Dazai is suddenly so serious, one can't help but worry about what he plans to play today! !

And Nakahara Chuya at the side: ...

Leg pain.

Because of excessive leg elevation.

The black-haired young man in a sand-colored windbreaker faced the wall with an obscure face, and supported himself with his raised arms as a fulcrum. At this time, his mood was as if a heavy rain fell in June.

Just how neglected is Dazai Osamu to practice his physical skills recently! !

A peaceful life can't be so peaceful, right?

"Mr. Dazai's physical skills seem to have improved a lot recently." Nakajima Atsushi praised him sincerely, his purple-gold eyes were full of innocence, and Nakahara couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

"Cough—let's not talk about this, Dunjun, go and see if there are any clues on them."

"it is good!"

Atsushi Nakajima responded neatly, looked at Osamu Dazai miraculously, and added in his heart——

Moreover, there is no overly complacent and exaggerated performance! ?

While Atsushi Nakajima was carefully flipping through the pages, Nakahara Nakaya turned around, grabbed Osamu Dazai, and asked in a low voice: "Hey, Dazai, what's going on here, isn't your armed detective agency responsible for cleaning up?" Is it an organization of supernatural beings!? Why are there such things like being attacked after running errands?"

It must be a bit beyond the scope of business!

Ah no, even running errands and delivering documents is beyond the scope of business!

Osamu Dazai quickly understood Chuya Nakahara's meaning, blinked his eyes, and quickly called out tears from his eyes, looking pitiful.

"Chuya...it's too much." Osamu Dazai put on Nakahara Chuya's cute skin after he became smaller, and pretended to be pitiful without any psychological pressure, "Our armed detective agency has also done a lot to protect Yokohama. Contributions. However, if Chuuya is curious, why not see for yourself?"

"Mr. Dazai, I'm optimistic about it!" Atsushi Nakajima returned seriously, and couldn't help being taken aback, "Hey, is this the new doll that Mr. Dazai bought? It feels like..."

Some cadre of the port mafia seems to be.

Atsushi Nakajima silently swallowed the second half of the sentence.

Is he about to know some unknown hobbies of Mr. Dazai! ?

Nakahara Chuya: ...

The mood is very subtle, but I don't know if the subtlety is the body exchange between him and Dazai Osamu, or the eyes of the tiger cub in front of him, who obviously seems to want to be crooked.

"...Well, it's a new hobby."

Anyway, it was Osamu Dazai's skin, Nakahara Nakahara replied fearlessly.

"Mr. Dazai..." Atsushi Nakajima's eyes suddenly filled with a certain brilliance, and he shook Nakahara Chuya's hand with a snap, "I didn't expect you to be a fan of handmade fabrics, let's talk together next time." ! Your dolls are really lifelike, but I am quite complacent when it comes to manual work!"

Atsushi Nakajima's face was filled with pride for the first time.

Central Plains Chuya:? ? ?

There seems to be something wrong with this detective agency.

"Pfft." Osamu Dazai couldn't hold back for a moment, and laughed lightly.

Atsushi Nakajima was stunned: "Hey, Mr. Dazai, did the doll move just now?"

"...No, it's my shoulder that moved." Nakahara Nakaya explained bluntly that he, who always puts force first, clearly exposed the fact that his nonsense skills were completely inferior to Dazai Osamu.

"Dun Jun, what did you find?"

The speed of changing the subject is also a bit blunt.

It's just that Atsushi Nakajima in front of him is also pure-tempered, so he didn't realize Nakahara's lame ability to change the subject.

"Well, I found out from their mobile phones that these two people belong to the Inagawa Association."

"Inagawa Society..." Zhong Yuanzhong was also taken aback.

Are there any signs of resurgence until now?

"Yes, and judging from their contact information, the place where they gather now is the large warehouse next to the nearby commercial street."

"Oh—" Nakahara also raised his eyebrows, showing an air of arrogance and arrogance that Osamu Dazai would never have, "Then it's just right, let's go and catch them all."

"Eh?! Ehhhhh???"

Atsushi Nakajima stared at Nakahara Chuya's expression for a moment, and couldn't help but be a little dazzled by the wanton dazzling arrogance. Hearing his speech that he did what he said, he was shocked to the heart for a while.

"Mr. Dazai—don't you need to inform everyone in the detective agency?!"

More importantly, Osamu Dazai's taijutsu is not at the level where he can single out so many people! ! !

Atsushi Nakajima couldn't help panicking, but the black-haired young man in front of him had already left quickly, and was about to disappear into the alley in the blink of an eye.

"Chi——" There was nothing convenient on his body, so Zhong Yuanzhong tugged at the bandage on his wrist, and sneered vigorously, his eyes were full of enthusiasm that he hadn't seen before, "It's just a group of young people. Don't worry." Come on, Dun-jun, it won’t take three seconds—"

Osamu Dazai on his shoulder slapped him on the neck.

"—This kind of thing is not to the extent of dispatching a detective agency." Nakahara Chu also turned around abruptly.

Dazai Osamu helped his forehead helplessly, pulled the top hat on his head, and sighed softly.

Chuya's personality is also really distinct and very eye-catching.

Although Atsushi Nakajima was a little puzzled, but the person in front of him was Osamu Dazai after all, so he believed it without any doubt.

only--

"Hey, Mr. Dazai, this puppet really did move just now!"

Nakahara Chuya: "...The illusion is all your illusion!"

……

The three of them quickly came to the large warehouse, and as soon as they opened the door, they saw dozens of people standing in twos and threes inside, all wiping some kind of gun in their hands.

Seeing the door being pushed open, they all glared fiercely at the same time.

Atsushi Nakajima trembled at this look, and subconsciously wanted to block himself with the door.

"who are you?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also ignored it, and asked his own question: "Are you the remnants of the Inagawa Society?"

"Yes, so what?"

"Oh, don't you even know who I am?" Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyebrows, "But it just so happens that today is the last day of your organization's existence, so remember it well and keep it in your heart."

"The day of destruction."

He couldn't help but want to use his ability, and the inconsistent crimson light seemed to be shining brightly from his eyes.

"Wait a minute, Chuya, my ability is not [in the filthy sorrow]."

Osamu Dazai stretched out his small hand and rubbed against Nakahara Chuya as if embracing him, inadvertently counteracting the surging out of his superpower.

"Besides, my body can't shoot like Chuya. I'm a very fragile human being."

Central Plains Chuya's aura suddenly weakened: "..."

Osamu Dazai's body is too difficult to use!

"Well, then at this time, it's time for a gorgeous performance."

Central Plains Chuya:?

"This building also has supernatural powers."

Nakahara was also stunned, and looked around miraculously, feeling Osamu Dazai on his shoulders stumbling down the windbreaker, grabbed the belt of the windbreaker, and swung towards the door with great difficulty.

Seeing this wave of operations, Zhong Yuanzhong was also quite frightened.

Seeing that his hand was about to touch the eaves of the door, the people from the Inagawa Society over there didn't have the patience to continue waiting. They raised the gun in their hands and couldn't help but say it was a design.

Before he had time to think about anything, Nakahara Chuya stretched out one hand to reach Dazai Osamu, and used gravity to block the incoming bullets with the other hand.

After a burst of gunshots, the huge warehouse suddenly disappeared without a trace, and there was only one person left, like a child playing house wine.

The surviving person knelt down and begged for mercy: "I, I, I, I just thought it was fun to imitate, please let me go."

Nakajima paused, and subconsciously held down the other party before turning his head to look at Osamu Dazai next to him, seeking the other party's opinion.

only--

Osamu Dazai, who was wearing a sand-colored windbreaker, was lying on his back in some embarrassment at this moment, with one hand firmly restrained by the red-haired young man who was pressing on him, and the atmosphere seemed a little ambiguous.

Atsushi Nakajima: ...

Wait a minute, why did Mr. Zhongyuan from Hong Kong and Heiland suddenly appear in front of him with a bang! !

Nakahara Chuya, who was pressing down on Osamu Dazai, didn't know whether to laugh or to be angry, and even the corners of his mouth were neither awkward nor embarrassed.

Nakahara Chuya: ...

So, how is the time limit for this exchange set up——! !

"Pfft ha ha ha ha ha—"

Osamu Dazai endured it, and finally the small laughter merged into a torrent and inevitably burst out.

While laughing, he raised his hand and pressed the fallen hat back on the top of Zhongya Zhongya's head, and said happily, "Okay, okay, Zhongye is a good boy."

Central Plains Chuya:?

Before he had time to refute something, Osamu Dazai quickly pulled him into the distance, hugged him and whispered in his ear.

The pinnae of the ears inevitably flushed with the slight breath passing by, and the slender knuckles curled up and loosened slightly.

Zhong Yuan also thought to himself, it's okay to let him go once.

It's just that the idea hasn't fully matured yet, so Osamu Dazai added, "The five-centimeter Chuya is really cute."

boom--! !

As soon as the words fell, Zhongyuan Zhongye slammed him against the wall in anger, and the instigator smiled brightly and innocently.

Osamu Dazai said nonchalantly: "Okay, Atsushi-kun, let's take him back to the detective agency first. As for Chuya~ It's been a hard day for you today~ Do you want to die together later?"

coming!It was the frivolous Osamu Dazai he was familiar with!

"Huh?" Zhong Yuan Zhong also looked fiercely, "I haven't settled the score with you yet about the matter that you wished me to become smaller."

"Too-zai-!!"

Mixed with the vibrato of flicking tongues, the young man's angry voice almost pierced through the block.

Atsushi Nakajima couldn't help touching his forehead.

This chaotic day-to-day, when will there be an end?

The author has something to say: This is the end of the story!Thanks for following up

The next file is Eryan's "I am a detective in Yokohama" ~ If you are interested, you can come to the column Kangkang.

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Q: What is the experience of having the ability to predict?

Answer: Thank you for your invitation.He was in Yokohama, just out of the murder scene.The ability to predict is very useful, but the world line changes too frequently, and the script is in hand, and the detective is completely useless.Sincerely hope that Amaterasu can improve it :)

As a famous detective in Kyushu, Mochizuki Chiyo has no disadvantages in solving cases.

Until she came to Yokohama, a city where people with different abilities live in peace with ordinary people.

Here, gaudy people with supernatural powers wander around the city, unscrupulous street shops sell the Holy Grail without a license, and there are rumors of monsters taking people's hearts from time to time.

A Gravitator falls from the sky, shattering a large swath of the ground:

——Is it you who wants to fight gravity?

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

Turning around, he took out the figure of his beloved Gilgamesh.

Come on, the oldest king!To beat the weird with the weird (sure)

#My worldview collapsed along with the case#