Group Pet Career in Yokohama

In the deep water, Osamu Dazai floated with the speed of the water, and the clear, cold and somewhat turbulent water kept him thinking clearly.

When Osamu Dazai was enjoying this rare peace leisurely, a meteorite rain suddenly fell from the sky, and huge stones mercilessly hit him, causing him to sink directly to the bottom of the water, out of breath.

...and then he was kicked awake.

Osamu Dazai opened his eyes in confusion, and there was a white and delicate foot close at hand, exuding a sweet smell of strawberry milk shower gel——

But that doesn't hide the fact that it's a foot!

I saw a boy and a girl lying opposite each other on the small double velvet sofa, or half a boy and a girl.

Most of Osamu Dazai's body fell to the ground, only his upper body remained intact on the sofa, obviously Hill pushed him down.

Hill's right leg was raised high and stepped on his chest, and his left foot passed through his armpit and rested on his right shoulder, making close contact with his handsome face, which was obviously the culprit for kicking him awake .

Osamu Dazai subconsciously pinched this fair foot—well, it was soft and felt good.Then his hand was stuck in the air with some embarrassment, he subconsciously wanted to rub his forehead, but he froze as soon as he raised it.

So he gave a wacky grin, lifted Hill's foot, scratched it...and scratched it again.

"...!" Hill was woken up for no reason, kicking his feet indiscriminately.

Osamu Dazai grasped her ankle quickly, and said with a smirk: "I've already been kicked by you, so I can't get kicked again."

Hill sat up in a daze, and put the blanket on the side.

Osamu Dazai got up from the sofa, came to Hill's side, bent down, put his hands on Hill's tender face, rubbed it, and it felt better than his feet.

Then he turned from a gloomy mood to a cheerful one and said, "Come on, little Hill, we're going back."

Mori Ogai was away at this time, so he wanted to go back early and use the kitchen to study the recipes in the method of suicide that he had only discovered a few days ago.

There was a faint smell of disinfectant on his slightly cool fingertips, which relieved Hill from some drowsiness. She shook her head, shook off the disgusting hands on her face, and rubbed her eyes.

Then he finally realized something hesitantly, staring seriously at Dazai Osamu's smiling eyes: "Did you scratch my foot with your hand just now?"

"To be precise, I squeezed it." Osamu Dazai moved his fingers, not knowing whether it was recalling the touch of the feet or the face, or both.

"Oh." Hill nodded calmly, then quickly pulled his large black suit jacket and wiped his face carefully.

"Let's go." Osamu Dazai turned around, not minding Hill's actions at all, after all, revenge for being kicked awake has been avenged.

Although Osamu Dazai is a person who is extremely vindictive and...or very vengeful, he has gradually become accustomed to picking up Hill and putting it down gently.

"...Hmm." Hill rubbed his eyes sleepily again, got up from the sofa, straightened his messy hair and skirt, and stepped up to Osamu Dazai.

"Where's Rintaro?"

"Go do what adults are supposed to do."

"...Are you going to inspect the mafia? Dazai, do you treat me like a child?"

"Isn't Little Hill a child~ A small one." He even made a low-key comparison as he spoke.

"Eh?" Hill stomped his feet angrily, "You're obviously a child too, right?"

"You are only 1.5 meters. The average height of a normal 14-year-old boy is more than 1.5 meters five. You need to work harder."

"I'm still in the growth period, the growth period, and males are naturally slower in development." Osamu Dazai shook his hands, and said in a mean way: "But if you keep eating sweets, be careful and become a little fat~"

"Huh?!" Hill trotted to catch up with Osamu Dazai and said viciously, "Then I'll curse you for ever trying to commit suicide!"

"Pfft—that's too vicious, little Hill!!!" Osamu Dazai's eyes widened in shock, and the hand that had just taken out the phone from his pocket trembled slightly and remained in midair.

"Humph!"

When they went out, a driver specially arranged by Mori Ogai was waiting there.

After Osamu Dazai and Mori Ogai had a phone call, Mori Ogai temporarily transferred them over. Due to the advance time, the driver who usually picked them up was still outside on duty at this time.

The three of them took the public elevator down to the underground parking lot together.

The leader elevator is faster and has access to all floors. Originally, it could only be used by Mori Ogai, the leader of Port Mafia. However, after Hill visited the Port Mafia building for the first time two months ago, Mori Ogai gave an extra She issued a green card and made no secret of her love for her. Even Dazai Osamu can only ride with Hill.

But Hill is rarely used unless necessary.

Hill understands that this kind of favor is very dangerous in the current crisis moment of port Mafia. After all, Mori Ogai's hostile party is lurking in the dark and watching, waiting for Mori Ogai to reveal his weaknesses so that he can show his fangs. Tear off a piece of meat.

Using her to let those with malicious intentions take the initiative to expose, I didn't expect that I still have the potential to fish, Hill thought to himself while walking.

Is it because of her supernatural power that Lin Taro is so relieved?As long as it is not an absolute one-hit kill, it will not die - because the archangel will be triggered passively when its own life is threatened, and it is indeed a black-hearted adult who "makes the best use of everything".

A group of three walked silently in the parking lot on the second basement floor. It was empty, with only a few cars.

The time of encountering magic after dusk is most suitable for the mafia, an organization that masters the night, and it is a good time for missions. Assassinations, ambushes, transactions, and escorts are all shady underground activities.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps in the distance, which was very clear in the quiet space, and then a bald man in a black suit and sunglasses came out from the corner.

When passing by them, he gave a natural nod to the temporary driver, and then walked straight towards the elevator.

Osamu Dazai flashed a look full of interest when he passed by that person, a smile that was not a smile.

After the man walked away, he turned his head to look at the temporary driver, and asked casually, "Does Mr. Sasaki know that man?" It seemed that it was just a whim.

Sasaki was a little surprised that Osamu Dazai asked suddenly, "I don't know him, Mr. Dazai."

Then he explained: "There are many members of the port mafia, and their physique and temperament are very similar. I have not been here for a long time, and I only know members of the same team. The person who greeted me may have met somewhere before."

He didn't dare to underestimate the young man who was always brought by the leader, and answered Dazai Osamu's question honestly.

"Ah, that's it." Osamu Dazai observed Sasaki gently for a moment, then stopped asking questions, as if he had lost interest in exploring.

Sasaki let out a sigh of relief.

Although Osamu Dazai's eyes were calm just now, he only felt as if he had been scanned by a perspective instrument, and he couldn't help holding his breath subconsciously, his body tensed up.

Regarding their abrupt conversation, Hill looked up suspiciously, obviously she didn't pay attention to the episode just now.

Although she likes to observe others, ordinary people cannot get the attention of the child-like Hill, so she is not like Osamu Dazai, but everyone who has seen her can clearly remember various details and subconsciously collect information around her .

The black car was driving on the road, and Hill found Osamu Dazai secretly observing something behind the car, and couldn't help wondering, "Dazai, what are you looking at?"

"Huh? I was wondering if I would be run over by the passing vehicles behind me if I suddenly jumped off the speeding car." As if confirming something, Osamu Dazai turned around and replied happily.

"...Are you thinking about suicide again?"

Although Hill said that, she knew that Osamu Dazai was not telling the truth, and she didn't know exactly what he was thinking about. This feeling of being unpredictable made her a little obsessed.

"Ah, by the way, Mr. Sasaki." Putting away the phone, Dazai Osamu suddenly leaned forward, "Stop at the Japanese restaurant in Sakuragi Town ahead."

The restaurant is about 5 minutes away from the Mafia building in the port, not far away.

He turned his head and asked with a smile, "Little Hill, what do you want to eat? I'll buy it for you~"

"Wait..." Hearing that Hill stared at Osamu Dazai vigilantly, "Don't get out of the car, I'll go buy it."

Don't let this suicidal maniac buy food, he has a criminal record——

Either she made some unreasonable demands in the store to make it difficult for the young lady who ordered food, or she forced the store to put MSG enough to kill people. The painful lesson of accidentally getting a taste bomb is still fresh in her memory.

"I'll go shopping with Miss Hill." Sasaki turned the car key to turn off the car. He didn't dare to let Hill go alone. If there was any mistake, he couldn't bear the consequences.

"Okay then, I'll wait for you in the car." Osamu Dazai said regretfully.

"Well, you have to be good." Don't make any fools.

"Hey, hey——" Osamu Dazai agreed obediently, every time he agreed so simply, every time he would go his own way.