I was touched by Yokohama

"Sandwich?" Osamu Dazai slowly narrowed his eyes upon hearing this.

Chacha nodded, with an affirmative expression: "Yes, sandwich."

Osamu Dazai stared at her for a while, then suddenly laughed, and touched his chin: "Where did you hear that, Miss?"

"On the forum."

"So that's it. Is it an internal forum for Hong Kong gangsters? Miss actually came into this forum." Osamu Dazai seemed a little surprised, and curled the corner of his lower lip.

"It seems that the forum needs to be cleaned up a little bit."

Chacha blinked and urged: "So Mr. Dazai knows the meaning of sandwich?"

"Of course——I know." Osamu Dazai dragged his tail, meaning unclear, "However, it is difficult to explain this word only in words."

"Huh?" Chacha was puzzled, "Then what should I do?"

"Miss, do you really want to know?" Osamu Dazai didn't answer directly, but asked suddenly.

Chacha hesitated for a moment, feeling that Mr. Dazai seemed to be making trouble again.

But she also really wanted to know what the word meant.

Even Mr. Chuya doesn't know.

"Miss, if you really want to understand the meaning of this word..." Dazai Osamu showed an obviously embarrassed expression.

As if in order to satisfy the girl's request, he reluctantly got up from the sofa and walked towards her unhurriedly.

"It's up to me to demonstrate it to the young lady myself."

Chacha: "...?"

Demonstration?Demonstration sandwich?

Chacha became even more curious.

Until Osamu Dazai stood behind her and stretched out his hand in front of her, almost holding her in his arms, Chacha didn't dodge.

"Miss, don't you avoid it?" He let out a low laugh in his throat.

The loose black windbreaker rubbed against the girl's light blue skirt during the action, making a subtle and ambiguous rustling sound.

Being circled from behind and unable to see the other person's expression clearly, Chacha didn't show the slightest bit of nervousness.

"If you avoid it, Mr. Dazai won't be able to demonstrate to me." The snow-colored long-haired girl said seriously, her voice was as calm and soft as ever.

Dazai laughed again inexplicably.

"Miss is obviously very difficult to deceive... Sometimes she can give people the illusion that she is very easy to deceive."

"What a deceiving lady."

Chacha, who was staying in the other party's arms quite obediently, had a slumped face and slightly puffed up cheeks.

Why are they all saying that she is a liar, even though she hasn't done anything yet.

Chacha feels wronged.

"Mr. Dazai, didn't you say you want to demonstrate?" Chacha urged unhappily.

Osamu Dazai paused, as if he had caught Chacha's dissatisfaction.

"Okay, okay." He smiled, his tone slowed down, "Miss is really cute."

Then he put his hands around Chacha and stretched out in front of Chacha, nimbly and quickly pulled out a bag of biscuits from a drawer full of snacks.

Then came the sound of the package being opened.

With bony white fingers, he took out a biscuit from the bag.

Chacha looked at the sandwich biscuit being handed to her mouth, her eyes widened in confusion.

"Mr. Dazai, what does this mean?"

Osamu Dazai said in a calm tone, "This is the meaning of sandwich."

Chacha remained expressionless: "Mr. Dazai, why do I think you are the one who lied to me?"

"Eh, is there? No." Osamu Dazai's voice was full of innocence.

"Doesn't sandwich mean sandwich biscuit?"

Hearing this, Chacha continued to remain expressionless and motionless, she felt that she had been fooled by Osamu Dazai.

If sandwich only meant that, she wouldn't need to ask Osamu Dazai at all.

"Miss, are you angry?" Osamu Dazai sighed, as if very helpless.

A few seconds later, he said as if tempting: "The latest flavor of vanilla ice cream, miss, don't you want to try it?"

It was only then that Chacha noticed that the hand on his lips still hadn't moved away. The newest flavor of sandwich biscuits was next to his mouth, and he could eat it with just a little movement of his mouth.

The biscuits are beautifully made, and the sweet taste is also very attractive.

Chacha hesitated for a moment.

Well, sandwich cookies do nothing wrong.

So without any further hesitation, she took a bite of the biscuit with Osamu Dazai's hand, and with a click, a little crumb fell off.

While chewing, Chacha moved her cheeks, and was even poked by Osamu Dazai in a playful way.

Chacha turned her face away so he wouldn't poke her.

Biscuits are delicious, but cheating on tea is wrong.

"Miss is still angry?" Osamu Dazai chuckled.

"Mr. Dazai, that doesn't mean sandwich at all." Chacha complained without any ups and downs.

"Huh - isn't a sandwich biscuit a sandwich?" Osamu Dazai blinked his iris-colored eyes, his handsome face was full of innocence.

Chacha: "..." There's nothing wrong with saying that.

"But Dazai-san is sophistrying." She muttered sullenly after a while, "That's not the answer to the question I asked at all."

"Mr. Dazai knows the answer, but he won't tell me."

Apart from a little melancholy, Chacha was more puzzled.

It's just an answer, why not tell her directly.

That post is also true. After all, no one explained the meaning of sandwich.

The black-haired boy with kite eyes bent his eyes, and fed Chacha another sandwich biscuit.

Chacha is not polite and continues to eat.

"I'm showing the lady." His eyes fell on the biscuit crumbs in his hands, the dark chocolate-colored crumbs were particularly obvious against his fair complexion.

He lowered his eyes and licked them casually.

"Have you already demonstrated it?" Chacha, who didn't notice Osamu Dazai's movements from this angle, asked in confusion, "I didn't see it."

Osamu Dazai smiled pointedly, his voice was a little hoarse, "This posture, that's it."

Not only did Chacha not solve the problem, but she became even more confused.

Mr. Dazai standing behind her is sandwich?

How could it not be persuaded at all.

"What I said is true." Dazai Osamu hooked his lips, "Miss, think about it, does the sandwich on the post have my name on it?"

Chacha thought about it and nodded.

"So what I'm doing to Miss right now is sandwiches." The black-haired, kite-eyed young man breathed out softly.

Obviously his expression is normal, when he uttered these words, it seemed that he was speaking sweet words of love.

"..."

Seems to make sense, but...

"Mr. Dazai is lying to me." After a pause, the snow-colored long-haired girl said firmly.

"Oh?" Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows, lowered his chin, resting on the girl's shoulder, his black hairy head brushed against her cheek coquettishly.

"Miss, why do you say that? I'm not lying to Miss this time."

Chacha, however, was full of integrity: "Because the name on the post is not limited to Mr. Dazai."

"In addition to Dazai-san, there is also Nakaya-san."

"If the sandwich is related to the name? Shouldn't there be one less Mr. Chuya?"

"..." Osamu Dazai's mouth twitched.

Miscalculation.

"That little black dwarf is not important, the important thing is that I am right with the lady." Dazai Osamu said without hesitation.

Chacha: "...Mr. Dazai, it's not convincing to repeat it again and again."

She finally realized that Osamu Dazai had no intention of telling her the truth today.

It's just a sandwich. Is it that difficult to answer?

Osamu Dazai was stared at by Chacha with the eyes of a liar: "..."

Show a tired smile.jpg.

Still failed to bring the young lady into the ditch. Sure enough, the slug that is an eyesore should be dealt with humanely.

Heh, don't let slimy slugs get involved.

……

Today, Chacha didn't meet that human named Kurokawa until he left the Ganghei Building after get off work.

Chacha couldn't help but feel a little regretful, she really wanted to see the effect of yesterday's debuffed ice cream.

However, Chacha probably came to whatever she wanted to see, and when she arrived at the ice cream shop that was almost yesterday, she was stopped by someone.

No, instead of being stopped, it was thrown directly into her arms.

Chacha was silent for a while, then quickly dodged away.

As a result, Heichuan, who was not caught, fell face down on the hard ground, and Chacha looked a little sympathetic.

Heichuan stood up and saw Chacha, his face flushed instantly in embarrassment, and he felt strong self-embarrassment in those beautiful golden eyes: "Hug, I'm sorry."

He tried to stand up and was about to speak, but before he could stand still, he poured over the chacha accurately.

Chacha escaped smoothly again, watched for a while, and understood this time, it wasn't that Heichuan intended to hit her, and he couldn't control himself.

But this is no accident.It can only be related to the ice cream with debuff added yesterday.

So what effect is this?Will it definitely hit people?But why just throw it at her?What's the use?

Chacha was puzzled, wondering if this is some new attack method of human beings?

Just when she didn't know why, she stood in place, seeing that Heichuan was about to fall towards her again, a hand suddenly stretched out beside her and pulled her hard.

Heichuan fell to the ground again and let out a miserable hum.

Chacha, who was suddenly pulled aside, turned her head and saw a beautiful young lady full of pride.

Chacha felt that the girl in front of her looked familiar, so she couldn't help but tilt her head.

The snow-colored, long-haired girl didn't speak, but she couldn't help revealing a trace of uncontrollable tension in Chacha's quiet gaze, who looked like a pampered rich daughter.

"I've been looking for you for a long time." Looking at the girl, the rich daughter's voice unconsciously softened, "The last time you disappeared in the hotel, I thought something happened to you..."

Chacha finally remembered that this rich daughter was the first person she took out the escape system and rescued.

Chacha could feel that this human being's worry was sincere.

Because of the grace of saving lives?

Chacha thought to herself.

Seeing that the girl with snowy hair and golden eyes didn't react at all, while the rich daughter was disappointed, she was also completely lifeless.

In her opinion, for such a powerful boss like Chacha, what happened that day was probably just a trivial matter, and it's normal to forget her.

"Is this person pestering you?" The rich daughter glanced at Heichuan who was on the ground and asked.

In the view of the wealthy daughter who witnessed the scene just now, this person is just a little boy trying to hook up with the boss.

Otherwise, the road is so wide, how can you keep hitting the boss?

Saying that there is no intention, the rich daughter who has seen too much of this kind of seduction will not believe it.

Seeing that Heichuan would not be able to get up for a while, the rich daughter was afraid that Chacha would be entangled later, so she hurriedly dragged Chacha away.

Chacha felt that it was a bit novel, so she didn't hide, and let her drag her away.

"That man is not good enough for you." The rich daughter spoke to Cha Cha righteously, for fear that Cha Cha would be abducted by a few words.

"Huh?" Chacha blinked.

what are you saying?

"Brother, look, he looks average. Judging by his appearance of being unable to get up after falling, he probably doesn't have much force, and he only fell down twice and was embarrassed like that, and his psychological endurance is also average..."

The daughter of the rich family broke apart and crushed it in great detail for Chacha to analyze. Her family is relatively rich, and there are many people of all kinds who look at it, so this kind of analysis is not a problem.

"Hmm..." Chacha listened and blinked even more confusedly.

But that Kurokawa just fell down, so why did he get involved in whether he deserved it or not?

The rich daughter understood Chacha's expression, looked at the snow-haired girl's clear eyes, and took a deep breath.

That person, obviously, just wants to fall into the boss's arms to seduce the boss again and again!

The boss is so good-looking and powerful, but she later heard from her father that the brown-haired man who appeared in the fire scene of the Hong Kong black weapon depot was probably one of the most famous double blacks of the port mafia——

Central Plains Chuya!

"I'll take you somewhere." The rich daughter suddenly gritted her teeth and asked after thinking about it.

"Boss, are you going to the Cowherd's shop?"