King of 25 Cubs

"No, I refuse!"

This is too subtle, it feels like parents taking their children back to their natal home.

I don't want it, the association is horrible, I just want to go home and sleep!

Dazai's kite-colored pupils were slightly bent, and his long eyelashes hung down innocently: "But that stone puppet in Takaho Yuka's room—"

"What?!" I interrupted him and said angrily, "You actually searched my goddess' house!"

The stone puppet was stuffed into the cabinet by me, and it was impossible to find that puppet without searching the house.

So the only person who came to visit my house that night was Dazai who got his wish and searched my house?

"Have you seen the murals in my Goddess's house?" I stared at him and paused every word: "The moon is sleeping and you don't sleep, you are a bald little baby?"

As expected of being Dazai, Dazai showed an expression of excitement mixed with embarrassment, and his voice was mixed with a soft nasal sound, which sounded a bit coquettish: "She actually called me little baby, isn't it too exciting?"

I:"……"

System: [Show off but show off. 】

"Actually, I want to talk to Miss about that stone puppet."

Dazai showed an inscrutable smile: "Takaho Yuka's disappearance is not unrelated to that doll. Miss must also be very interested in the true identity of the stone doll, right?"

One sentence was so effective that I could only nod my head.

"Then send the child home first."

As soon as I opened my mouth, Sakule was stuffed into my arms by Dazai.

"Arms are so sore."

He moved his wrist, showing a "I'm so weak" expression.

I took a deep breath and suppressed the complaints.

Osamu Dazai, you are worthy of being you with a combat power equal to 0.5 geese.

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When we sent Sakuru home, Odasaku was taking care of Shinji who had a fever.The other older children were not at home, they should have gone to school.

"Where's the owner of the western restaurant downstairs?" Dazai asked softly.

"I went to Jiuzhou to visit relatives a few days ago, but I haven't come back yet." Oda Saku explained: "Thank you for sending Sakule back, and I will treat you to dinner another day."

I quickly pointed to Dazai: "It's his credit, I'm just a passerby."

Odasaku showed a confused expression, most likely he was confusing my relationship with Dazai.

But he just tilted his head to look at Dazai, and didn't ask any further questions.

After leaving Writer Oda, I went directly to the topic: "Tell me, what happened to that stone doll?"

Dazai didn't seem to hear what I said, and looked up at the tall buildings on the side of the road, looking yearning and fascinated.

"This building is really nice. If you jump from the top floor, you will surely usher in a sweet death."

"Jumping from this height may not necessarily lead to death, but it may also lead to permanent disability, which is even worse."

I pointed to the tallest Ferris wheel in Yokohama, and said solemnly: "That should be fine, jump off when it reaches the highest point, and guarantee that you will never die again. Maybe you can make the headlines of the day and become famous forever."

Dazai's eyes lit up: "That's right! And jumping off the Ferris wheel, it feels like a very poignant scene."

Then, as if thinking of something, he pinched his chin thoughtfully: "But isn't it a bit strange to ride the Ferris wheel by yourself?"

I shrugged and said casually: "Then find a girlfriend who is willing to die with you."

Osamu Dazai was stunned after hearing my words.

After a while, he tapped the palm of his hand, and his iris-colored eyes shone brightly, as if he had opened up some new world.

"That's right, die for love! Why didn't I think of this method before!"

He used an exaggerated tone like an aria, looked at me gratefully, and said affectionately: "Miss, you are really my soulmate! Die for love? Mmm, die for love! It's such a happy decision!"

He suddenly grabbed my wrist: "Miss, would you like to—"

I pulled back my wrist and interrupted him with a wooden face: "I don't want to."

Dazai's cell phone rang suddenly.

"Tsk."

His face suddenly turned cold, and the corners of his mouth curled up, showing a bored, displeased expression, as if he had eaten a big mouthful of slugs. After answering the phone, he covered his head and face with a reprimand: "Could it be that you can't take care of yourself without me?" Is it your baby? You can do whatever you want with the mission, don’t delay me and my soulmate from going to hell together!”

Wait, who is your soulmate?Who wants to go to hell with you? !

Dazai hung up the phone and looked at me with burning eyes: "I can treat you to milk tea!"

It's not easy for Dazai to treat him once.

I was very moved and refused.

"Miss, are you really unwilling?" Dazai pointed at himself, and said a little wronged: "Is it because I am not good-looking? You stared at me for a long time when you were at the shrine."

"No, it's not about being good-looking—"

"Am I really not good-looking?"

I stared at Dazai's beautiful face, unable to say anything against my will.

then--

"You are good-looking, but not as good-looking as Takaho Yuka."

Dazai's face suddenly collapsed: "My love rival is actually a girl?!"

"Let me tell you the truth." I straightened my back, and said in a solemn tone: "Actually, I am a master of women's clothing."

Osamu Dazai was taken aback for a moment, his eyes subconsciously fell on my chest, and his voice changed: "No, it's impossible, right?"

"There is something called a silicone breast patch." I directly brought his hand to my chest: "Do you want to touch it, the touch is quite real~"

When Osamu Dazai's hand was still a centimeter away from the fabric of my chest, he flinched back.

"If you still don't believe me, you can do an on-site verification to ensure that there are not enough parts." I started to untie my belt after speaking.

The system was stunned:

[Fuck stop!This is on the street, there are people coming and going!Is that what you want to do? ! 】

I didn't change my face, and my tone was very indifferent: "It's Matilda Goben, what is the relationship with me Takaho Yuka."

[...Host, you are really a wolf. 】

Just as I undid my belt, opened the zipper, and made a gesture to continue taking off my pants, Osamu Dazai took three steps back, his face livid, and he showed a very reluctant smile: "It's better not to verify it."

Some people on the street have already paid attention to this side, and some even pointed their fingers.

I re-fastened my belt, and when I looked up, I saw Osamu Dazai leaning against the wall as if he had no bones, far away from me.

I showed him a kind smile: "Didn't you want to invite me to drink milk tea, let's go?"

Dazai: "..."

I walked in front of the dejected Dazai with great interest.I used to treat him to drink milk tea, but this time I have to find a way to squeeze it back.

"Yuko—"

Dazai suddenly spoke.

Startled, I turned my head to look at Osamu Dazai.

He didn't look at me, but just raised his head and looked at the signboard of the milk tea shop on the roadside with a very serious expression.

The sun was a bit glaring, but he didn't cover it, so he narrowed his left eye slightly facing the sun, and some dark, sticky, heavy things like flocs receded like the ebb tide, exposing the stagnant water, like Beautiful and clear color like glass.

He paused word by word: "Pomelo honey tea... this is the one."

It turned out to be the name of the milk tea shop. I was taken aback and thought I had lost my horse.

Moreover, Dazai never called me Yugo. He used to call me Bald Qiang, but now he calls me Wuguajiang.

"welcome--"

When I opened the door and saw the clerk, my face almost became as dark as the other person.

Light blond short hair, wheat-colored skin, looking at Jun Lang's face with malicious intentions, and a smile that is too bright to be a bit fake... Bourbon!

Why is it you again? !

He also pretended not to know me, and while Osamu Dazai was looking elsewhere, he gave me a wink.

I pretended not to see it, and said blankly, "Is there a menu?"

Osamu Dazai raised his hand and asked enthusiastically, "Is there any crab-flavored juice~"

There are a lot of eccentrics in the winery. Mr. Toru Amuro, the well-informed chef, did not show any surprise. After handing me the menu, he continued to smile with a standard smile and said: "This restaurant does not have crab-flavored drinks. But customers Your proposal sounds very innovative. For vegetable juice...then we need to use crab-flavored mushrooms. I will think about how to improve it and try to make delicious crab juice."

"Hey~ okay." Dazai showed a disappointed expression: "Then I'll have a cup of bourbon vanilla tea."

I immediately looked down at the menu, do you have this drink?

Are you making some kind of code?Bourbon and Osamu Dazai knew each other before?

I'm starting to feel something is wrong.

"The bourbon herb tea contains alcohol, the customer is underage."

Bourbon's eyebrows were curved, and his words were sincere: "Would you like to try carrot juice, it's very good for your eyes, especially for a child like you who has eye problems."

Me: "...Pfft!"

Do you feel that Dazai was stunned for no reason?

Dazai raised his head, crossed his hands to support his chin, narrowed his only exposed left eye dangerously, and looked at Bourbon as if examining him.

Bourbon's slightly drooping eyes set off his pure and innocent expression: "Any operation of the store is in compliance with the law."

Dazai suddenly laughed.

"Forget it, uncle, I really prefer the services of young girls."

He turned his head and waved to the lady in maid outfit who was busy at the bar: "Beauty, please bring me a cup of signature pomelo honey tea~"

27-year-old uncle Toru Amuro: "..."

The kid who just turned 18, Osamu Dazai, hummed a song in a low voice with a smile on his face.

I was calm on the surface, but my heart was almost full of complaints.

These two must have a story!I'm so curious what to do?

So I blinked my eyes and asked, "You two know each other?"

Bourbon said evasively: "Because of 'work' reasons, we met once."

Oh, then I see.

The winery has business dealings with the port of Mafia, and they probably met in a certain transaction.

"Why didn't Mr. Bourbon tell the truth?" Osamu Dazai said in a leisurely tone, "For example, a few days ago, I tricked me into the women's restroom of the shopping mall by disguised as a woman."

Bourbon interrupted him suddenly: "Why didn't Dazai-kun say that you also went into the women's toilet in order to deceive me?"

I was reminded of the red dress in the bourbon washer.

Wow, there are melons!

I looked at the two of them with burning eyes, and asked very excitedly: "And then?"

Dazai spread his hands: "Then we were discovered. When the mall security came to arrest people, Mr. Bourbon, who was dressed as a woman, wanted to push me out to top the tank, so I stretched out my hand and pulled his wig off."

I clapped my hands involuntarily.

This time the melon is too delicious!

No, I have to write a couplet for these two people——

Kill the enemy and harm Dazai Osamu, take the risk by yourself

Toru Amuro, the master of women's clothing, can bend and stretch

Horizontal Pilot: Vegetable chickens pecking at each other

·

In addition to tea, there are even cakes in the store.

In line with the principle of being cheap and not being a hero, I ordered another piece of cake, and was moved again to the point of crying.

Fresh jams of different colors are sandwiched between the cake embryos, which are crystal clear, like gems.The jam is handmade, almost no sugar is added, and it is a little sour, which highlights the freshness of the fruit. The cake embryo is soft and has a sweet and milky aroma, which is perfectly combined with the slightly bitter chocolate. It is rich in layers and melts in the mouth.

"Wow, it's delicious!"

So I once again strengthened the action policy of "eating and drinking during the day, dancing and singing at night".

Dazai absent-mindedly dug a piece of cake and stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "The real stone puppet, named Ivan Goncharov, has been arrested."

I paused while digging the cake, and said with a sullen face:

"This is my cake, if you want to eat it, go buy another piece."

Dazai was unmoved, and continued: "I was arrested before dawn this morning. It was the 'Hound Dog'."

He showed a slightly mocking expression: "One of the members of the Hound was hit by a ground-to-air intercept missile of the Ministry of Defense while traveling and fell into the sea. His hair was almost burned."

I silently repented in my heart for three seconds.

"After investigation, they targeted Ivan Goncharov."

I froze for a moment.

The firewall of the Ministry of Defense was broken by me. I remember that the IP was located abroad.

Although this result is in my favor now, but...who did it?

I glanced at Dazai who poked the cake into honeycombs.

Shouldn't it be him?

Wait, he poked the cake into honeycombs, how can I eat it?

"you--"

Dazai suddenly put down his fork and stood up.

"Ah, I need to go to the bathroom."

He quickly ran to the bathroom, only to never return.

I gritted my teeth secretly, took the empty plate as Osamu Dazai's face, poked it, felt puzzled, and poked it again: "I just knew!"

It was the same when he ran away from the order before!

Bourbon passed by the table with a stack of leaflets in his arms, and said thoughtfully: "It seems that he will not come back."

"It doesn't matter." I took out a men's wallet and said triumphantly, "It's fine if the wallet is here~"

Bourbon's expression froze for a moment.

"You stole Osamu Dazai's wallet?"

"That's right. This wallet is of good taste, and it looks like a brand name." I paid the bill with Dazai's money, and asked Bourbon in an unhappy tone: "Speaking of which, why are you here?"

"I used to work in this store."

He showed that innocent expression again, and sat directly across from me, with bits and pieces of light in his bent eyes: "It seems that we are destined! Do you really not think about my proposal last night?" ?”

The system eagerly urges me:

[The host promises him quickly, think about the split index! 】

"Yes you can."

I said casually.

Bourbon is still lobbying hard: "If you're worried about wages, we can... wait, what did you say?"

I rested my stomach on one hand, and calmed down and said: "I said yes. What is your expression?"

"You weren't as happy yesterday as you are today."

"Hey, yesterday I was afraid that your face would be too dark, which would affect my card draw. I just got the ssr I wanted, so I promise you today."

I spread my hands and said with a smile: "I'm a very talkative person. If you can persuade Takaho Yuka to marry me, let alone work for you, I will be your cow and horse for the rest of my life."

"You are embarrassing me... Hey, wait!"

Bourbon suddenly tapped the palm of his hand, with a slight smile in his eyes: "I came up with an idea, I can pursue Takaho Yuka and try to marry her, so will you be my cow and horse for her?"

Hearing his words, I was dumbfounded.

What kind of show operation is this? ? ?

Bourbon was still very complacent, and winked at me playfully: "How about it, it's a very good idea... Hey, don't hit it, just do it when you say it?!"

The blond-haired, black-skinned young man protected his head, stood up, and ran away.

I grabbed the rag from the hand of the maid lady, threw down a sentence of "sorry" and caught up with Bourbon, whipped my head on his head, cursing as I whipped: "I beat you to death! I beat you to death!" You son of a bitch!"

The author has something to say:

Touzi's thoughts——

My lover is the country↓

Matilda is very powerful and wants to recruit her to protect the country↓

In order for Matilda to protect the country for the rest of her life, I want to marry Gao Sui↓

I married Gao Sui for the sake of the country

Youguozi: Are you aggrieved?

So who is greening who?

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感谢在2020-01-1409:32:13~2020-01-1618:52:29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 who threw the mine: Falling Following_Eighteen 1;

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