Group Pet Career in Yokohama

"It's really delicious!" "It's so spicy...ah...ha..."

Hill and Osamu Dazai said at the same time.

Hearing this, she raised her head, and saw Osamu Dazai holding a spoon in one hand, while fanning his mouth with the other hand, with a blush on his cheeks, complaining inarticulately.

"Is it really that hot?" There was a trace of contempt in the clear pupils.

A spoon full of curry was suddenly stuffed into Hill's mouth involuntarily.

Caught off guard, he was stuffed with a mouthful of curry, and Hill chewed subconsciously.

Well, it's a few degrees hotter than my own, but it's just a little bit, and it's still within the range I can bear.

Continuing to cast a ray of contempt at Osamu Dazai——

"Eh——?! What's the matter?" Looking at Hill's fair cheeks that didn't change color, Osamu Dazai scooped up a large spoonful and threw it into his mouth.

"Ah... so spicy... so spicy!" Yuan Se's round eyes instantly burst into tears, extremely pitiful.

"Here, drink some water." Odasaku thoughtfully handed over a glass of ice water.

"Ha...thank you." Osamu Dazai took the ice water and gulped it down in one gulp, "Ah—I'm saved."

"How does it taste?" The boss came out from the circular bar with a kind smile.

"It's still the same as before." Said so plainly, but Odasaku's curry is rapidly diminishing.

"Super, super-delicious!" Hill looked at the boss adoringly.

The boss obviously couldn't bear this kind of eager and pure eyes. He scratched his thinning hair embarrassingly, put on his gloves and took out some cold creme brulee from the refrigerator, and disguised: "...it's rare to knit Tian Zuojiang’s friends come to patronize, so I’ll give you a few more puddings to relieve the spiciness.”

"Boss, you have never sent me pudding before." Odasaku pointed out the facts calmly, but he seemed not to realize that the boss had already changed his name under the influence of Hill and Osamu Dazai.

"Hahaha... What kind of pudding do you eat, a big man?" The boss smiled awkwardly, covering up his double-standard behavior.

"Ah...ha, the curry is so spicy, uncle, did you put hell magma in it?"

"I didn't put too much spicy in your curry. Next time, I'll order the original flavor. The little girl's one is even less. I'm afraid you can't accept the spiciness for a while. After all, the taste of Oda Saku-chan is not something ordinary people can taste. Accepted."

Osamu Dazai lowered his head and continued to eat the curry silently, spoonful after spoonful of masochism, as if he didn't care about the spiciness at all, but his red ears revealed that he didn't seem to be as relaxed as he seemed.

"..." Even knowing that he was 100% acting, Hill couldn't help feeling sorry for him.

Osamu Dazai emptied his spoon because Hill took away the plate in front of him in exchange for her less spicy curry.

"My share is too much to finish, you can eat it."

"Little Hill is the best~" he said sweetly, with tens of thousands of stars shining in his iris-colored almond eyes.

Oda Saku sighed slightly: "The relationship is really good, you two."

"That's not it..." Hill murmured awkwardly.

"Yes." Osamu Dazai confirmed with a smile, "We have a very good relationship."

"..." Hill lowered his eyelashes, but still did not refute him.

For a while, only the sound of the collision between the ceramic plates and spoons could be heard, and everyone was enjoying the food attentively.

Osamu Dazai was quiet for a while, then suddenly raised his head and said: "If the torture team uses peppers with a Scoville index of more than [-] to interrogate the captured people, then let them eat three meals a day without telling the truth. Pepper, even a tough guy with a will like steel will cry bitterly and even tell the embarrassing things about his childhood?"

Hill: "..." You will die of gut piercing! You devil!!!

"...Even if I eat this kind of spicy chili three times a day, I will be admitted to the intensive care unit." Oda Saku said hesitantly, even for him who likes spicy food, this is an inhuman torture.

"Don't say such a terrible thing suddenly, idiot Dazai!"

"Eh?" Hearing that, Osamu Dazai smiled a little embarrassedly.

"...I'm not complimenting you, idiot!"

A black car is driving on the road, and the neon lights on the side of the road are starting to work to embellish the darkness.

The car of the same model and the same road made Hill look at Osamu Dazai who was sitting beside him in a daze, after all, the picture of him covered in blood is still vivid in his memory.

"Huh?" Sensing the sight, Osamu Dazai raised his head and showed a simple smile, stroking Hill's fluffy little head.

"Dazai is very interested in Odasaku?" Hill subconsciously rubbed against him and said to him.

"It's the 'me in the mirror' effect." Osamu Dazai said something confusing in response to non-questioning questions.

"I'm in the mirror?" Hill questioned, is it related to Oda Saku?

"Reflect yourself with other people's views and attitudes, and form a new 'self-view' during the change, but his self-feeling is determined by other people's thoughts, isn't it interesting?" Osamu Dazai analyzed enthusiastically, with the corner of his mouth With a faint smile on his face, "The person Odasaku met was amazing, he changed a person's life with just a few words, is he the pinnacle of 'worrying'..."

"It's really amazing. Odasaku is getting better now, and he's very happy, isn't he?" Hill smiled happily at his friend's luck.

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai was taken aback, "Better?"

Rubbing his chin, he murmured softly: "What is the so-called 'good' standard? Is it just the kindness of 'being a good person and doing good deeds'..."

"No." Hill smiled embarrassedly, "Although I'm not sure, but what I think is 'good' is to live in a way that I sincerely agree with."

"Dazai will find it one day, so don't be envious~"

"...not at all."

"Duplicity~"

"Oda Saku is really a miraculous person, in a sense." Dazai Osamu changed the subject silently.

"Yeah." Hill was successfully distracted, and then he was shocked to find out: "He hasn't complained yet when he's with you! Will time overcome it? Odasaku!"

"Ah lah, the prize is the prize."

"I've already said that I'm not praising you!" The conversation changed, and Hill showed an admiring smile, "Oda Saku is really a healing person, it's very natural to be with him, as if he can be tolerated no matter what he looks like .”

Is this what human beings call fatherly love?

"...Hmm." Osamu Dazai pursed his lips in dissatisfaction, "I really think highly of Oda Saku! Little Hill~"

"Are you a lemon?" Hill raised his delicate eyebrows, "And didn't you bring up the topic of 'what kind of person is Odasaku' first?"

"Then little Hill, smell the lemon!" Osamu Dazai approached maliciously, and held Hill's tender cheeks.

"Get up, it stinks!"

"No! You should smell it again." Then he pulled Hill into his arms.

"...Can you be more childish?!"

"Ah—it hurts! Don't slap your face, little Hill."

The driver in front was in a cold sweat, trying hard to focus on the road in front of him.

It's obviously just a child's play, but what's the matter with this "you are in the car, but I should be under the car" feeling? !!