Group Pet Career in Yokohama

As night falls, it dyes the city in black; the lights are brightly lit, embellishing the streets with pearls.

Black and white are intertwined, and I don't know who is better.

The supposedly bustling commercial street is not too crowded, but it is far from as many as in the past. It seems that the recent turmoil caused by the competition between mafia factions still makes people feel a little panicked.

"Hi, welcome." Two 30-year-old female shop assistants saw that they wanted to enter the door, opened the door immediately, and greeted them with smiles.

All kinds of ready-made clothes sold in dress brand stores are considered luxury goods. Recently, due to the influence of the mafia, customers have withered and sales have dropped sharply. The number of products sold is related to their monthly bonuses.

Therefore, when customers come to the door, the clerks show enthusiasm that is 20.00% higher than usual.

If it weren't for the fear of rushing up and bumping into the distinguished guests...

Several other shop assistants sighed, regretting why they hadn't acted earlier.

"Sister, we are here to buy dresses for the party." Hill smiled sweetly, and pointed to Osamu Dazai beside him, "Is there any dress that suits him?"

Several shop assistants looked at the two customers who came in, and their emotions became even more agitated——

Cute loli, beautiful boy, it's a beauty control benefit.

"Is this sir?" One of the chestnut-haired shop assistants looked at Osamu Dazai carefully, and he politely returned a faint smile.

Gradually, her cheeks flushed slightly, and her heart began beating uncontrollably.

Hill looked at her, then at Osamu Dazai.

Here comes Da Jae's innate charm to attract women.

Another older clerk noticed that her expression was a bit wrong, so she immediately took over the conversation naturally, so as not to be rude and neglect the customer:

"It's such a gentleman, it just so happens that the exclusive designer in our store has newly designed several men's dresses, focusing on youth fashion, and some of them are especially suitable for this handsome gentleman. I will take it with you, please follow me , the fitting room is here."

Leading Hill and Osamu Dazai around the screen, it was a room decorated as a lounge with two fitting rooms built in.

She bowed and walked further inside.

After a while she rolled out a mobile hanger cart embossed with several men's gowns meticulously hung.

"This gentleman is relatively thin, so he chose a slightly round dress, which is guaranteed to fit. What do you think, young lady?" Seeing that girls dominated this shopping, she mainly talked with Hill.

"Thank you, ah...they all look good~" Hill looked at each piece, without taking his eyes off it.

Osamu Dazai suddenly had a bad feeling.

Hill turned his head.

Sure enough... Osamu Dazai thought to himself.

However, she did not speak, but showed a sweet smile.

Osamu Dazai couldn't help but relax, and returned a indulgent smile.

Immediately afterwards, Hill tilted his head slightly, and said, "Dazai, it seems to be all good, why don't you try them on one by one?"

"..." His original smile froze on his face.

"Ugh--"

In the end, Osamu Dazai sighed softly, what else could he do, of course he promised to pamper him.

"...So which one does Little Hill want me to try on first?"

Hill pulled out one with glowing eyes.

A dress that can be called "amazing".

The tailoring of this dress is extremely exquisite, and it can be seen that the fabric is also fine satin, which is composed of red and blue in total.

But the whole set must be viewed separately!

The main body of the clothes on the left is red, but the collar is sapphire blue; the main body on the right is red with some dark blue patterns, but the collar is red, and the sleeves are sapphire blue.

The trousers are exactly the opposite of the jacket, the left trouser leg is sapphire blue, and the right trouser leg is red... plus a red and blue checked tie.

This is an extremely intense suit with colliding colors, if you want to say how intense it is - the kind of "enemies meet, they are extremely jealous".

Dazai Osamu's originally calm expression was completely cracked, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. If he got closer, he might have heard the whining sound of the wind blowing through the crock behind him.

isn't it...

This set of clothes is simply designed to "divide a body by five horses".

I believe that wearing such a set of clothes and strolling around the banquet, assuming that everyone is short-sighted and without glasses, will have a head start.It is far enough to be eye-catching, but whether it will be regarded as a performance artist with a mental problem is another matter.

"Oh~" The three clerks on one side exclaimed, covered their mouths with their hands slightly, and quickly reacted, put their hands down and praised quickly: "It's really a bold color scheme, the enthusiasm of red and the calmness of blue are neutralized. It’s just right, the cut is exquisite, the design is trendy and avant-garde…”

Several people showed their skills, and they could almost boast the withered flower eyes to life.

Halfway through the conversation, they suddenly felt a biting cold like an arctic wind blowing through them. They all turned their heads, and Osamu Dazai was quietly watching them.

Seeing the gaze they cast over together, he smiled more kindly.

As a result, the shop assistants became even colder and began to shiver.

This is the result of Osamu Dazai's restraint.

"Huh? Haha..." He strode away with long legs, approached the hanger, pretended to examine the suit carefully, and then silently turned his head away.

It's more eye-catching when you look up close.

... Who is the designer of this store?He said he wanted to have a "good" chat with the talented man.

"Little Hill, this one is really too unrestrained, you say we change it..." Okay?

"[I thought about it, but it turns out that no matter what kind of clothes I am, I can handle it, so Xiao Xie just choose it] Someone said that just now~" Hill interrupted, and raised his head Staring at his kite eyes, she blinked innocently.

Osamu Dazai: Ah~ such a haunting memory :)

He showed a pitiful expression begging for mercy, "Let's discuss it, Xiao Xie~ I don't want to try this alone~"

Hill looked a little embarrassed and hesitant.

"Little Hill~" he called like a cat.

"...Okay then." Hill took a step back helplessly, loosened the clothes in his hands seemingly reluctantly, and let the clerk hang them back to their original positions.

Immediately afterwards, Hill quickly picked up a suit that had caught his eye at a glance.

Compared with the previous one, the color of this suit can be called fresh and elegant. It is light warm pink, lined with a white shirt, and silver-gray trousers. It's very similar to when Osamu Dazai acted like a baby.

As for why you didn't choose this one first, there is a phrase called "If you want to promote first, suppress first". There are no reasons for rejection.

"..."

Osamu Dazai looked at Hill expressionlessly, then at the suit she was holding in her hand without hesitation, and suddenly understood the cause and effect.

He felt that he was really stumped this time, and Xiao Xie actually set him up from the road...

But...he smiled helplessly, this time he was convinced of the defeat, the little guy who was ignorant and ignorant at the beginning has grown up.

There was even a feeling of nurturing, a faint sense of pride and arrogance rose from his heart, and for the first time, the idea of ​​"will definitely come back in the future" disappeared.

He shook his head, took the clothes and walked into the fitting room.

"Wow—it's so pretty, Dazai!" Hill exclaimed, and sure enough Dazai can control the pink color.

The clerk was stunned, the pink color was unexpectedly suitable for this young man with a rather gloomy temperament.

The warm powder sets off his cheeks with a fine powder and complexion, adding a bit of liveliness, but the fine product can feel the alienated temperament, which reduces the thick and cuteness of pink, and the bandage wrapped around his forehead adds a bit of morbidity , the whole person was contradictory and unbearable to pay attention to him frequently.

The clerks gradually felt Osamu Dazai's oppressive gaze, and the older clerks were keenly aware of his displeasure at being sized up.

"You choose slowly first, and you can try them on if you like." She leaned down slightly.

Led by the older clerk, she immediately led several young clerks to the counter at the door.

"Okay." Osamu Dazai smiled and watched them leave completely.

He paused, turned his head and smiled indulgently, "Do you like it?"

"I like it so much!" Hill smiled softly, with pink flowers all over his body.

"Well, as long as Xiao Xier is happy."

"That..." she whispered softly.

"Ok?"

"I want to hear Dazai meow like a cat in a pink dress~"

"..."

Too much oh little Hill :)

But Osamu Dazai changed his mind: Since he has retreated to the edge of the cliff, and there are no outsiders here for the time being, he might as well give up all the bottom lines and jump off the cliff in a clear and energetic way.

I saw him tilting his head slightly, holding his slender right hand wrapped in a white bandage, and resting his cat's paw on the right side of his cheek.

"Meow—~"

The voice line is lazily elongated, with the sticky sexiness unique to Osamu Dazai.

Hill silently covered his cheeks (*/w＼*)

So... so cute.

While the clerks had already retreated to the door, the younger ones looked at their seniors hesitantly, full of doubts.

"Don't ask, that gentleman has a different temperament, and he probably isn't an ordinary low-level position." She said seriously.

In Yokohama, what this description means is self-evident.

The others quickly held their breath, and swallowed their original words. They just didn't expect that the young man who looked so young turned out to be a mafia.

Fortunately, he didn't offend him... But thinking of the boy in the warm pink suit who looked away from them unhappily...

You shouldn't be offended, right?

"Welcome, sir."

At this time, another customer came to this dress brand store, who also looked like a young boy, wearing a black top hat, and the ocher carefully groomed hair was passionate and eye-catching.

The CHOKER on his neck and his own temperament make him present an inexplicable sexy atmosphere at a still immature age,

It was the sharp black long coat that was inexplicably familiar.

Seeing him, the older clerk hurried up to greet him, and said eagerly with a smile on his face: "Mr. Zhongyuan, you are here. The dress you ordered before has been finished and ironed a long time ago."

"Ah, it's troublesome, then take me to try it." He said without delay.

Thanks to that bastard Osamu Dazai, he has been working overtime until now, and now he just wants to get the dress as soon as possible, try to fit it, and go back to rest directly.

The older clerk hesitated for a moment, but then he thought that Mr. Nakahara was a senior member of the well-known port mafia, and the two wore clothes that looked similar in style, so they might know each other.

The main reason is that she doesn't dare to offend either side, so she can only let the two meet first, whether it is a friend or an enemy, then her sense of presence will be the weakest. This is her many years of experience in working in densely populated places in Yokohama.

Nakahara Nakaya strode towards the back of the store, and as soon as he got behind the screen, he saw that bastard Dazai Osamu, who was just about to lose his anger when his work was shunned——

Wait, what the hell is that bastard wearing?

At this time, Osamu Dazai's meowing came to his sensitive ears synchronously.

The gloved left hand, which was casually resting on the screen, lost control of its strength.

The dark red lights flashed one after another, and there was only a "bang--".

The screen exploded.

ha--? ? ? !

Zhong Yuanzhong also stared wide-eyed, and he just froze on the spot like a thunderbolt, not even noticing that he had damaged the finances in the store. His complicated mood at this moment can no longer be described in words...

This guy skipped work...

Just to come here for "role-playing"?