Natsume Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow

After dinner, she went back to the Port Mafia. She hadn't been able to do anything recently, and Zhongyuan Zhong was sent by the leader to the west to suppress hostile forces.

With the subject of the mission gone, she was even less concerned about the work of the port mafia.

She just wants to finish the task quickly, find out the mystery of the disappearance of Chuya Zhongya's wallet, and leave this ghost place.

She still misses her pizza on toast.

I miss the days when I was at Kinomoto’s house. Someone waited on me. When I was bored, I could still watch the two-person cross talk between Toya and Sakura.

Being a cat is so much better than being a human.

There is no need to manage people's emotions, no work, no worries.

Eat when you need to eat, and sleep when you need to sleep.

Don't lose weight, get fatter and cute.

"Meow meow sauce!"

While Natsume Mew is reminiscing about her days as a cat, the Annoying Spirit starts to bother her.

"Bring me something, let's go!" Osamu Dazai was full of energy, and it was rare to see him like this.

"Why go?" Natsume Meow asked.

"Collect the protection fee!"

Natsume Miaomiao got up immediately and took the weapon next to her - a baseball bat. This is a good thing, she likes it the most.

This is the busiest street in Yokohama and belongs to the sphere of influence of the port mafia.Hong Kong gangsters cooperate with merchants, and merchants are responsible for handing over money in exchange for protection from the port mafia.

Protection is not limited to adjusting the relationship between merchants, preventing vicious competition between merchants, and even mediating emotional disputes between the boss and the proprietress.

There are many members of the port mafia, and usually this kind of thankless and unreasonable work is not willing to do it.

Natsume Miaomiao followed Dazai and counted the money with a smile on her face. Some merchants paid in cash, while some merchants paid directly by credit card. At this time, Natsume Miaomiao handed it over with a smile on the credit card machine.

Her eyes were bewitched by money, and her eyes were full of symbols of money.

A lot, a lot of money, with this money, she will not have to worry about it for most of her life, and she still has a wallet and several male public relations to enjoy her old age together.

Who wouldn't want to be a rich woman if she could.

"Huh, woo, woo, woo, get rich, get rich."

Natsume Miaomiao happily counted the money, Osamu Dazai took the money and shook it in his hand, "These are money from the port mafia."

She snorted, as if she knew some big secret, and said, "Master Dazai, you overcharged many merchants, and you even got red envelopes."

She leaned forward like a dog's leg, rubbing her thumb and forefinger, "I'll share the order."

Dazai pondered: "You share? It's not impossible."

Natsume Meow Meow bowed and said, "Thank you Dazai Papa for your reward!"

Dazai changed the subject, "But, I don't want to give it to you."

"Osamu Dazai! You are so childish!"

"Not only do I not want to give it to you, but I also want to confiscate the red envelope you got in the name of a subordinate of the port mafia cadre."

Natsume Miaomiao clutched her pocket tightly, "I want to live and die with my red envelope!"

Dazai smiled and said, "How about arranging for Miaomiao-chan to clean the toilet tomorrow?"

Natsume Miaomiao handed over the wallet with both hands, "This is a gift for honoring you."

Dazai accepted a stack of red envelopes in a good mood, "Miaomiao-chan is really sensible."

She scolded Dazai angrily behind her back, her expression twisted.

Dazai looked back, Natsume Meow immediately changed his face, and he immediately changed back as soon as he turned around.

The sound of throwing things came from the street in the distance, and glass shards fell all over the ground.

There was also a woman's shrill cry, "Dare you go out to find a woman? I feel disgusted when I see your face, and you are so ugly to find a woman!"

"Aren't you afraid that your shattered face will become even more shattered?"

She looked at Osamu Dazai calmly, applauded and said, "Well said, a man will scold him like this!"

Oda has a headache on his face, emotional disputes are the most troublesome thing for him, the matter of officials and mistresses he dealt with some time ago gave him a headache, but today this is also a headache.

Oda Sakunosuke is a low-level member of the port mafia. He usually does all the miscellaneous and tedious tasks, and he does what others don't do.

After all, he is not willing to kill, and his value in the port mafia is only this.

"Okay, stop!" Oda waved his hand, "Just like this..."

After Oda had a headache and finished solving the matter, he saw Dazai Osamu who was watching the fun outside with a smile on his face. He clapped his hands carelessly when he saw Oda.

"As expected of Oda Saku-kun, such troublesome things can be solved so perfectly."

Dazai poked a head out from behind, and asked curiously, "Is there any weirdo named Odasaku?"

Oda said helplessly: "My name is Oda Sakunosuke, but Dazai used to call me Oda Saku."

Thinking of Dazai's address to her, Natsume Miaomiao muttered strangely: "What kind of problem is this?"

"It's you, lady from the curry shop."

Dazai pulled out Natsume Miaomiao behind him, his messy hair became even more messy when the wind blows, he said happily, "Odasaku knows Miaomiao-chan?"

"Meow? Meow-chan?" Oda read it again, "very cute name."

Dazai said unhappily, "Miaomiao-chan can only be called by me!"

Crazy, why can you call her that, but others can't?This is what the boss possessive of his subordinates.

Natsume Miaomiao pulled him by the collar and threw him aside, "Don't pay attention to him, I'm Natsume Miaomiao."

She pointed at the aggrieved Dazai, "That guy's subordinate."

"You don't look like his subordinate." Oda said.

Dazai leaned over in surprise, "Odasaku, you actually complained!"

"really?"

"Really, Odasaku, you finally got the hang of it and learned to complain!"

As Dazai said, he led Oda farther and farther.

Natsume Meow shrugged, today was another day of no harvest.

The author has something to say:

感谢在2020-06-2600：09：57～2020-07-0121：42：37期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of small letters on red paper to complain about love;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!