King of 25 Cubs

Bunny girl restaurant is a new erotic industry in recent years, and "Black Rabbit Pavilion" is one of the best. It is said that there are more than 100 chain clubs in the whole country.

The downstairs of this store is a music restaurant, and the upper floor provides accommodation. The background is half black and half white. At the same time, it has some cooperative relations with Hong Kong and black.

Outside the magnificent presidential suite, the Hong Kong black guerrillas surrounded it with a copper wall and an iron wall. Three steps, one post and five steps, one sentry. It is no exaggeration to say that even a fly can be stopped from flying in. See if it is equipped with miniature Explode | Bomb.

At the corner of the corridor, two Hong Kong gang members on duty are complaining:

"Since you know you're being targeted, can't you stay at home honestly? You still run out to have fun at this time, and you don't have any compulsions in your mind, and it's a drag on us so we can't rest."

"Hey, who gave him a high position and power? I heard that the organization has exchanged a lot of benefits with this person, and the one who pays is the uncle."

"It seems that he has taken a fancy to Lord Matilda and has been courting him all the way. I hope he won't be played to death by Lord Matilda."

"It's okay, Mr. Dazai is still here... Wait, Mr. Dazai, I always feel that this person is even worse."

……

In the presidential suite separated by a wall——

"Matilda, come and try the cake made by this Michelin three-star chef."

A slightly overweight man in his 40s pushed the cake trolley in front of me and said in a gracious manner.

I simply refused: "Thank you Mr. Fujii, but I don't like sweets."

The man was not discouraged, and poured me a glass of red wine himself: "This is 1990 Romanee-Conti, definitely worth tasting."

With a wooden face, I continued to refuse: "I need to protect you, I can't drink."

"Don't worry, this is red wine, not intoxicating."

"Really not, I pour it in a glass."

Hearing what I said, the man looked at me more eagerly, and began to try his best to persuade him to drink: "If you have money, you can't buy a 90-year-old Romanee-Conti. It's a pity to miss it."

He paused, and continued: "As for the task of protecting me, isn't there such a big killer."

Heh, you still expect others to protect you, but you even called your surname wrong.

I complained in my heart, and said solemnly on the surface: "Don't count on him, his combat power is equivalent to 0.5 social geese."

As soon as the words were finished, Dazai went out to check on the situation of Bugang... No, Dazai came back.

He also put a bottle of Pepsi in front of me.

"Matilda only drinks Coke with goji berries."

His cold eyes fell on the politician: "Also, my surname is Dazai."

Politicians are never nice when it comes to people other than me.I saw him waving his hand and said with a worried expression: "

"Dazai or Dazai, it doesn't matter what it is."

Then he turned his head, looked at me intently, and asked with a smile, "How many years has Matilda been a master of women's clothing?"

I:"……"

How can I answer this, it sounds inexplicably like "you have been back from Thailand for a few years".

Seeing that I didn't answer, the man didn't mind the silence, he just shook his red wine glass and said:

"I, I like boys who are good-looking and wear women's clothes the most, especially those who are fifteen or sixteen years old."

"Mr. Fujii has good taste."

Ignoring the man's cold eyes, Dazai sat directly between me and him, and raised the corners of his lips slightly: "Then you might like this model."

He raised the walkie-talkie: "Akutagawa, come in."

Dazai was summoned, and Akutagawa was bound to come. He knocked on the door and came in, bowing slightly:

"Mr. Dazai, what can I do next?"

Uncle Dazai leaned on the seat with his legs crossed, and said in a neutral tone, "Take off your clothes."

I almost spit out a Coke.

Akutagawa probably saw Dazai so unrestrained for the first time, his face was stunned, he covered his collar and took a step back: "No, even Mr. Dazai can't..."

The voice behind was inaudible.

Dazai said coldly, "I just asked you to unbutton your windbreaker, but I didn't ask you to take it all off."

Akutagawa hesitated for a moment, then unbuttoned the windbreaker with a confused face, revealing the white... small foreign skirt inside.

"How about it, Mr. Fujii, do you like this style?"

The politician grimaced, took a deep breath, and said, "This is not a buyer's show."

He turned his head to me again and said courteously: "Matilda, do you want to try this dessert? It tastes like cheese, it's not very sweet."

"Tsk." Dazai waved impatiently at Akutagawa: "Go out, useless thing."

Akutagawa couldn't accept the blow for no reason at all: "Mr. Dazai, if Matilda-senpai can do something, then I can do it too!"

As he spoke, he walked up to the politician with heavy steps, looked at him with "your mother is dead" eyes, and activated his ability.

Rashomon brushed against the politician's thigh with a sharp wind, and finally poked into the back of the chair, like a wall.

Akutagawa inserted a small piece of cake and fed it to the man's mouth, his cold tone carried the momentum of "I'll cut off your head if you dare to eat it".

"I'll feed you cake myself? Are you moved?"

Politicians are almost peeing in fear, and their calves are shaking: "Don't dare to move, don't dare to move!"

Under Akutagawa's hard-core wall, the politicians finally became a little more honest.

However, there is a type of people who just forget to eat but not to fight. Just a few minutes after Akutagawa left, he started to make trouble again.

"I'll go downstairs to play later, Matilda will come with me?" He said generously, "Don't worry, you can play whatever you want, and all expenses will be recorded on my bill."

I watched my nose, nose and heart: "I need to protect you, of course I want to be with you."

"Then do as the Romans do, you can put this on."

The man took out a bunny girl outfit with high slits from the closet, and shook it in front of me.

"Look at this fluffy rabbit tail, how sexy it is."

As he spoke, he squeezed the rabbit's tail with his hands, and his twinkling eyes fell on my buttocks.

This is considered sexual|harassment.

Although I don't hate bunny girls, who doesn't like bunny girls.But I hate this man's blatant gaze, just like the perverted animal teacher in Haichang High School, it is unpleasant.

I really want to smash the cake on his head.

Dazai stood up suddenly.

Before I could react, he picked up the cake and slapped the politician on the face decisively.

Then, with no expression on his face, he pulled out the cork and poured the bottle of Romanée-Conti, which money can't buy, all over the politicians' heads.

"Hey...hey, what are you doing?! You bastard, are you going to rebel?!"

Amidst the yelling, Dazai dropped the wine bottle and kicked the politician's chair violently.

Dazai's 0.5 goose's fighting power also depends on who he is compared with. At least this man was kicked out of the chair by him, and hit the wall.

Dazai's face was sinking like water, as if he was walking on a red carpet, he walked slowly in front of the shattered politician, stepped on between his legs with the heel of his leather shoes, and crushed him hard.

"Aww——!!!!"

"Did you see it?" Dazai turned his head amidst the screams, and smiled slightly at the dumbfounded me: "Next time we encounter such a thing, we can do this."

I cleared my throat: "... at least let him live."

The politician curled up and screamed, and cold sweat broke out instantly.

"I... I am a partner of Hong Kong Black! How dare you disrespect me! Aren't you afraid of being punished by Chief Sen later?!"

He screamed sternly, his face was still covered with cream and red wine, red and white, he looked more and more embarrassed.

"Hey, who do you think I am?

Dazai bowed slightly, and said slowly: "I am Dazai Zhi, one of the five cadres of Hong Kong gangsters, and my status is only below the leader; and to Hong Kong gangsters, you are just a puppet that can be replaced at any time."

He looked at the politician without emotion, his eyes were like a bottomless river frozen under the ice,

The bright and dazzling light of the crystal chandelier fell on him, but it was instantly absorbed by the black windbreaker, and even the outline could not be warmed at all.

"As long as I think about it, you can change from a collaborator to a betrayer at any time, but it only takes a few words."

He squatted down, and his light voice was like the whisper of a devil: "When I was investigating you, I found something very interesting. Mr. Fujii, why you were targeted by that organization is because you have done something with them before. Shady deal?"

The politician huddled in a corner and said tremblingly, "You, how do you know——

Dazai smiled and stood up.

"Remember, be more honest in the future, and take care of your lower body and eyes."

He took a step back and used the walkie-talkie to call in the members of the Hong Kong gangsters who were guarding the door:

"Mr. Fujii accidentally fell and hit the table. Please help Mr. Fujii to tidy up."

"Yes, Mr. Dazai!"

I looked at the slightly thin figure from the back under the light, facing Dazai's rare outburst, and didn't know what to say.

But he didn't look at me, and said without turning his head, "Matilda, come out with me."

"……okay."

I followed Dazai silently and left the presidential suite.

"Why didn't you resist just now?"

Leaning against the fence of the corridor, he asked me in a cold voice: "In the past, you would have smashed the cake on his head, just like I did just now."

I touched my nose and whispered, "Isn't it because he is useful to Hong Kong gangsters, so he shouldn't be too offended."

Dazai's gaze instantly became sharp: "It's not because of Hong Kong gangsters, but because of Zhongye, right? Just because of such a person, why do you work hard to treat Hong Kong gangsters as your own home?"

After staring at Dazai for a while, I looked away unnaturally, lowered my head and stared at my toes, and said in a low voice, "It's not that hard to be a family, but... if Mr. Chuya likes it, I also want to try to accept it." .”

Dazai fell silent.

He lowered his eyes, his eyelashes cast a curved shadow, and asked me seriously after a while: "Is it worth it? Will it make you happy?"

I thought about it, and curled the corners of my lips: "Although I don't know what the result will be, at least I'm happy now."

"Is that so..."

Dazai's eyes were dim and difficult to read. After a while, he suddenly smiled nonchalantly, then quickly reached out to lift the hair on my cheek, grabbed my ear and pulled it up forcefully.

"Ouch!" I yelled in pain, covered my ears and glared at him: "Is there something wrong with you? Why are you pulling my ears?!"

"I'm looking at whether you have dog ears or cat ears."

Dazai folded his arms, with a very obvious dislike on his face: "Obviously you have cat ears, why did you start to bark like a dog?"

I:"???"

I always feel like he's scolding me.

Dazai clenched his fist with one hand, covered his lips and coughed twice: "Matilda, I order you as a cadre, meow."

Big question marks popped out of my little head.

"why?!"

Dazai's tone was cold, but there was a gleam of interest in his eyes: "Hurry up meow, if you don't meow, I will deduct your performance for this month."

"Meow you big-headed ghost! The guerrilla leader's performance is given by the leader, what qualifications do you have to deduct it? I want you to meow yourself!"

"Okay, then meow."

He smiled and leaned close to my ear, softly, as if there was a hook in his voice: "Meow~"

The gentle breath brushed against my ears. At this moment, I stood there blankly, and the long and distant memories gradually flooded my heart.

……

"Dazai Dazai, you stewed the turtles, there is no life in the house now, I want to raise a puppy, do you mind?"

The boy lay lazily on the carpet, playing games while casually saying: "Mind you, I hate dogs the most."

"Mind is useless, and you don't need to clean and feed it."

The teenager threw down the game console, got up from the carpet, frowned and said dissatisfiedly, "I fed the 'mackerel' before!"

"That's the turtle you brought back, of course you have to feed it."

I said confidently, and I was very motivated to open the door: "I'll go out and have a look, maybe some stray dogs are willing to come back with me."

The boy suddenly grabbed my sleeve, pursed his lips, looked at me steadily, and said word by word: "Cat, can a cat be okay?"

I held my chin and thought for a while, and decided to give in a step. After all, the dormitory is for two people, so I have to respect the wishes of the other party when making a decision.

"Well, cats are actually fine too."

In fact, cats and dogs don't matter. I just used to raise Dengtuzi before, and I always hope to have a lively and cute little animal in the house.

Hearing this, the boy bit his lip, lowered his eyes, and whispered reluctantly: "Meow~"

Just like a little kitten.

And I stood there blankly, looked at Dazai with incredible eyes, and said stammeringly, "You...you meowed just now, right? Meow again?"

There was a bit of annoyance in the boy's eyes, he lay down again quickly, turned away from looking at me, and pulled off the blanket on the bean bag sofa to cover himself from head to toe.

I jumped in front of him, poked him and said excitedly: "Dazai Dazai, you meow again, meow again~"

"No!" A muffled voice came from inside the blanket: "You go, go pick up your kittens and puppies."

I covered my stomach and laughed out loud, almost laughing out loud.

"Don't pick it up, don't pick it up, I already have a cat!"

·

Hearing Dazai meowing in my ear, I took a sharp step back.

What does he meow in my ear mean?

Suddenly thinking of some possibility, I froze on the spot and raised my head hesitantly: "Well, Mr. Dazai, do you think I'm—"

Before I could finish speaking, my phone vibrated suddenly.

The author has something to say:

The Black Rabbit Pavilion is a shop that appeared in Conan, but it is just an ordinary bunny girl restaurant in the anime, similar to a maid restaurant.

There may be another chapter tonight, but I'm not sure if I can finish it, so... just let it go _(:з)∠)_