ideal lover

It was a gunshot wound.

If Kobayashi Hirano Ling hadn't tilted her head just now, the bullet should have hit Kobayashi Hirano Ling's temple.

It was just a scrape, and the amount of bleeding from the wound on Kobayashi Hirano Aya's face still terrified the lady.

"It's just scratched by bullets, please calm down."

The wound was still hot and painful, but Kobayashi Hirano Ling's mind was extremely clear. She immediately squatted down on the lady with her head covered, and found a shelter to cover her body. It could only be delayed temporarily. Once there was another killer nearby, the two of them Human beings have only one percent ability to resist.

If the people from Wuzhen are still there, they can still ask for help now.

No, if they were there, there would be no one around to provoke them.

"I'm sorry for bringing you into this." She took out a handkerchief and handed it to Kobayashi Hirano Aya. The lady had recovered her composure, took out her mobile phone and sent a message, as if asking someone to come over to deal with this "dangerous incident".

"It really doesn't show any affection at all. After all, they have been husband and wife for three years..."

Looks like a property division issue.

"Don't worry, please leave it to Mr. Dazai and the others." Leaning relaxed against the wall, the lady murmured.

"Really, I let him marry because I liked his ability, but I didn't expect it to be only three years, and I have such a big heart, and I want to change the child's name back, what are you kidding?!"

"Are you, and your husband, planning to divorce?"

"...If possible, I would also like to get a divorce, but public opinion doesn't think so. Even if a man cheats, it's just to blame him at the beginning. In the end, the public relations will still stand on the man's side and blame the woman. It's very unfair to women. Isn't it?"

The lady smiled wryly, with frost in her eyes. According to their family tradition, even if a girl is not raised as an heir, the person who gets married must be the "son" of the marriage, and the property is jointly inherited by the husband and wife, which can be regarded as saving the woman. rights of heirs.

As it turned out, her husband was so big that he wanted to change the group's name.

"Your name is Aya Hirano, right? I heard Mr. Dazai call you that."

"Hmm." Aya Kobayashi Hirano nodded, and when she saw the lady laughed, she joked:

"At first I thought Aya Hirano was a very beautiful woman, but when I saw you in person, I realized that Aya Hirano was a boy. How should I put it, I was a little surprised~"

"You look like a family-oriented child. How should I put it, when I see you, I feel like you are the type who is rushing to get married."

The blood from the wound had already stained the entire handkerchief red. Kobayashi Hirano Aya tilted her head and looked at her, and replied: "You are joking, I am still an ignorant boy."

"Hey~ But your reaction just now was very reliable~ You don't look like a student who is still in school at all."

Blinking, the lady smiled happily, "Don't get me wrong, I just thought of one of my female companions, she is like me, a child of a big family, and needs a reliable 'husband', if you are interested If so, you can call me on this number."

Taking out the business card from the wallet, Aya Kobayashi Hirano just wanted to take it out of politeness, but was stopped.

"It's not good to poach people casually, President Kanda."

Throwing away the handkerchief in Kobayashi Hirano Aya's hand, Dazai Osamu put his arms around Kobayashi Hirano Aya from behind and smiled at President Kanda.

Afterwards, Atsushi Nakajima came over with the killer on his back, and the first thing Kobayashi Hirano Ling noticed was his big soft paws.

Different from Atsushi Nakajima's shy smile, those big paws of the white tiger looked extremely dangerous. At least the killer who was caught said: It was very scary. He was innocently caught in front of the employer's mission target.

At this moment, the poor killer Sese is mobilizing, and he is doing things with money. Why is he so miserable, because he is a long-range shooter, and he is useless in close combat? !

"President Kanda, what do you want to do with these people?"

"They are all hired killers, and they have no value in themselves. Has the supernatural person solved it?"

"It has been handed over to Mr. Kunikida."

"That's good. Next, Mr. Assassin, I'll give you ten times the amount of employment money my husband gave you. I only need you to do one thing." President Kanda patted the killer's face with a smile, and said What he uttered was words that made all men fear.

"It's easy to create a small accident and make my husband infertile, isn't it?"

Evil, vicious woman!

Nodding wildly, Mr. Killer said that as long as they have money, they can do it, yes, that's how it is so unscrupulous.

"Just agree, otherwise it will be very troublesome to deal with you and find another one. Next, I need to call the secretary. By the way, you can do it well tonight, right?"

Mr. Killer, who dared not do anything but nod his head: ...

President Kanda, who expressed his satisfaction, called his secretary, "Have you got in touch with the newspaper office? Yes, just write it like this. The son-in-law of the Kanda family lost his fertility due to an accident, so he was depressed. The company gave me this Poor wife struggling."

"You must make me write as pitifully as possible. The biggest pages of newspapers and periodicals, including the homepages of major websites, must also have the most explosive headlines. You can also wait a week later to release gossip on the forums, saying that his mental state is not good, love Going to S/M, or other corrupt games, no matter how perverted it is."

After explaining everything, President Kanda thanked with a smile: "Thank you very much for the help of the Armed Detective Agency this time. If you need help from the Kanda family in the future, just report my name."

"By the way, Aya Hirano, if you have that wish, remember to contact me."

Holding the phone at Aya Hirano, President Kanda got in the car and left. Aya Kobayashi's eyes once again fell on Atsushi Nakajima's big paws, which looked very soft.

"Mr. Nakajima, forgive me for being rude, your hand, can I squeeze it for you?"

Sincere request, Kobayashi Hirano Aya rarely put forward her wish so clearly, Nakajima Atsushi naturally couldn't refuse.

"Give me a pinch, if you don't mind."

I pinched the meat claw as I wished, Kobayashi Hirano Aya's movements were very skillful, first squeezed, then fell to the center of the claw, rubbed it, and pressed it hard, Nakajima Atsushi suddenly felt a strange feeling spread along the claw. whole body.

There is a feeling of being about to explode but being soothed.

"No ears..."

"Huh? Ears?"

"It's nothing." Spreading her fingers, Aya Kobayashi Hirano felt the fur between the claws. Should it be said to be a big claw?It feels really great.

"That, Mr. Aya Hirano."

Atsushi Nakajima blushed, wondering if he should stop Aya Kobayashi Hirano from acting like this. If he was turned back into human hands now, their current posture would be like interlocking fingers.

"Meow."

Turning her head forcefully, Kobayashi Hirano Aya looked at the face of Osamu Dazai who was so close that her breath was almost intertwined, and frowned.

"There is also a cat here, don't you want to pet it?"

Instantly lost desire, Aya Kobayashi Hirano let go of her hand and pushed Osamu Dazai away. Kobayashi Hirano Aya touched the wound on her face. It had stopped bleeding, but the scratches were still obvious. If the ointment was not applied properly, It is normal to leave marks, after all, it is a wound grazed by a bullet.

"Mr. Aya Hirano, do you want to treat the wound on your face?"

"It's okay, I'll go home and disinfect with iodine."

Patting the dust from the backpack on his body, Aya Kobayashi Hirano said goodbye to the two. Except for the wound on his face, he looked the same as when he went back in the past.

Will ordinary people behave so calmly after experiencing such emergencies?

Atsushi Nakajima looked at Aya Kobayashi Hirano's back and thought about it, but when he thought about it carefully, Aya Kobayashi Hirano's "predecessors" were all mafia. I'm afraid I'm used to such things, probably?

It's not that I'm used to seeing this kind of thing, but Kobayashi Hirano Aya has experienced some worse things before, and the threat of death seems less terrifying.

What's more, he has a blind sense of trust.

Even if he didn't want to admit it, Kobayashi Hirano Aya still believed that no abnormal things would happen in the place where Osamu Dazai was.

Obviously Osamu Dazai is the weakest of the four, but Kobayashi Hirano Aya has the illusion that this person can fight anyone [-]/[-].

What a hell of an illusion.

Tiredly, she took out the key and opened the door. Aya Kobayashi Hirano turned on the light. Just as she was about to change her shoes, she heard movement on the balcony.

Damn, he almost forgot, the door of his balcony was not closed today, shouldn't thieves get in?

Picking up the baseball bat that was a souvenir from high school, Kobayashi Hirano Aya gripped the bat tightly and assumed a baseball posture. It is best to hit the abdomen with one hit. If it misses, it can only hit the head.

Taking a deep breath, Kobayashi Hirano Aya was ready to swing the club, but...

Before he could take all his actions, the person who appeared in front of his eyes made Aya Kobayashi Hirano's nerves relax immediately.

"Mr. Nakaya, what are you doing on the balcony?"

Nakahara Nakaya, who was successfully captured, expressed embarrassment at the moment, very embarrassed, but when he saw the wound on Kobayashi Hirano Aya's face, an alarm bell rang in his head immediately.

"You are hurt?!"

"It's just scratches. Please keep your voice down. Breaking into private houses and disturbing the people in the middle of the night. If the administrator comes over, it will be very troublesome for me to explain."

Blocking Nakahara Chuya's mouth, Kobayashi Hirano Aya first found out the medicine box, disinfected her wound, put a band-aid on it, then moved out of the small table, boiled a pot of hot tea, poured it into a cup, and handed it to Nakahara Chuya.

"There is only black tea prepared at home, Mr. Nakaya, you just make it up."

"Ah, thanks."

After taking the cup, Nakahara looked at the layout of the room. To be honest, it was a bit too simple. Although this kind of room can be seen from the side, Aya Kobayashi Hirano is a clean person.

"Now, Mr. Chuya, can you tell me why you appeared on my balcony?"

Getting straight to the point, Aya Kobayashi Hirano glanced at the time, it was almost eleven o'clock, and he had to go to school tomorrow, so it's not good to sleep too late.

"I was just passing by, and I was a little worried when I saw that your balcony window was open."

With justifiable reasons, Kobayashi Hirano Aya covered her face: "Next time, please come in from the main entrance and turn over the balcony. You are not a brat, please don't do that."

"I see, by the way, don't you like the flowers I sent you?"

"Ok?"

Looking at Aya Kobayashi Hirano, Chuya Nakahara said: "That's right, the flowers I sent you before, you obviously put them on the balcony."

"...No, Mr. Chuya, I want to ask you more than flowers. Is this the first time you sneaked onto my balcony? Please answer honestly."

Hearing Kobayashi Hirano Ling's question, Nakahara Chuya bowed his head guiltyly, lowered the brim of his hat, and said vaguely: "No..."

"Mr. Chuya, your behavior is a bit too much, but it is a crime."

Kobayashi Hirano Ling also knew that it was ridiculous to talk to the mafia, but at least he had to keep the most basic privacy.

"Sorry, I won't do it again next time, really."

Seriously swear, Nakahara stared at Kobayashi Hirano Aya like a large dog showing loyalty to his master, which gave Kobayashi Hirano Aya a desire to believe him.

But it's just "thinking".

"Also, please don't send flowers here, the weather is hot, it attracts bugs, and it's very troublesome to deal with."

"Well, I see."

"Do you really understand what I mean?"

"real."

Aya Kobayashi Hirano: I don’t know why I feel like I can’t trust Mr. Chuya.

☆, rice balls