I love learning and I was forced to become a sea king

3:[-] in the morning.

Compared with the even breathing sound from the room on the left, which represents deep sleep, the atmosphere in the living room can be described as quite subtle.

A few small warm-colored lamps on the top of the wall cast a dim yellow light on the ocher hair of the man below, and a few strands of hair cast shadows on the face.

It was not the first time that Zhong Yuanzhong sat face to face with his former partner, but this time he felt very irritated.

Why was he taken to a hotel so far from the hotel by that goddamn car? !

Why would mackerel be in the same room with someone he likes? !

Why would they drink at a time when harmonious incidents are extremely likely to occur? !

And why... the money for this luxurious suite was paid by his card? !

The irritability in the cobalt blue eyes gradually became stronger, and the almost subconscious ability was stopped by the hand that suddenly pressed on the top of the hair.

Only then did he remember that the hat that was originally wearing a good hat was forcefully taken in by his bewildered Miss Rabbit.

Logically speaking, this kind of behavior can be regarded as a provocation against the cadres of the port afia, but it was dubbed by that person as "this can make Mr. Chuya behave better".

She is cute when she looks sleepy, and even cuter when she holds the hat in her arms.

Those caramel-colored eyes were covered with a layer of watery light due to tiredness, and the little teardrops oozed from the corners of the eyes were very cute, and every word sound was as soft as thick honey.

Looking at her in this state, besides the sudden acceleration of her heartbeat, there is an urgent desire to hold someone in her arms.

Although it was true that she had kissed his eyes in a dazed state before, it didn't mean that he could do something that he had rehearsed countless times in his mind with the other party's current state.

It's even worse than that relationship.At that level, he is willing to maintain the business relationship with his heart.

The powerful Mr. Beast has always been unrestrained, but Miss Trainer can make him willingly put away his terrifying claws and accompany her obediently.

Mr. Beast has never forgotten the goal of holding Miss Trainer in his arms and rua-rua.

Um?No, now is not the time to think about it.

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, the bandage wrapped around that arm hangs down, and the end hangs just in front of the tip of his nose, sweeping back and forth.

Thinking of the scene when he was on a mission with this former partner, Nakahara Chu also turned dark: "Bastard Dazai! Do you think you are fishing for turtles?!"

"Ah, ah, I didn't say anything, okay?"

The instigator's good-looking eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and his smiling expression was very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very embarrassing to him.

"Of course, if Zhong wants to think of himself as a tortoise, I don't mind. Wu~turtle~zhong~ye~jun~"

"Of course, after all, compared to lively, interesting and positive human beings, tortoises will not be favored by Bell Sauce."

"Bastard! Damn! Too! Jail!"

After finishing speaking every word, he raised his leg and swept towards the person fiercely as usual.

"Shh-"

The instigator quickly dodged, gestured for him to look at the bedroom on the left after making a silent gesture.

As if disturbed by his suddenly raised voice, he could hear the man's small humming and the rustling of the quilt through the door panel.

Tsk, this silly rabbit.

'Did you forget she just fell asleep? ’ the ex-partner mouthed silently.

Zhong Yuan, whose expression was a little more relaxed than before, tapped his chin lightly, and retracted the leg that was about to kick the coffee table in time.When he habitually made the movement of pulling the coat, he realized that the coat was not draped over his shoulders.

Another item that was forcibly requisitioned by my confused rabbit.Now... maybe being held in that person's arms?

He knew she had a habit of holding things while she slept.

As for the pillows... When she closed the door earlier, he sharply saw a pillow dropped under the bed.

Hmm, so her new pillow is his coat, that's right.

Thinking of this, the originally irritable mood was covered by bubbles called joy that kept popping up from the bottom of my heart.

"Chuya? Chuya? Slug~slug? Are you still immersed in some terrible memories?"

When he came back to his senses, he saw the magnified face and dangling hands in front of him.

Even the bandage that was hanging down was ready to be beaten.

"Bastard Dazai."

This is the third time he has repeated this sentence.

Although the emotion between the lines is consistent, the tone is much lower than before.

At the same time, he scanned the layout of the room again, and began to think about where to beat the mackerel for a while, so as not to make a sound that would disturb his silly rabbit's dream.

But the other party seemed to see through his thoughts, his smiling expression changed, and he stretched his waist and yawned big.

Even from his angle, he could clearly see the artificial saline in the corner of each other's eyes.

The irritability that had been suppressed by the bubble of pleasure resurfaced again.

"Tsk, what do you want to do?"

"what--"

He was answered by a yawn from his ex-partner, and then he saw the other party straighten up, turn around and walk towards the bedroom.

"It's so late now, of course I went to sleep in the past."

"After all, the door was kicked by Chuya, so the night watchman must fall on Chuya."

The ex-partner's footsteps paused in front of the bedroom door, and he turned his head to show him a smile that he couldn't beat, "Please, Zhongya~"

The moment the other party's hand was just on the doorknob, Zhong Yuan, who reacted extremely quickly, swung the other party in the opposite direction with a calm face.

"Which room are you going in when I can't see?"

He spoke in a calm tone, and if you read carefully, you could detect the murderous intent hidden between the lines.

"You should just watch the door in the living room, bastard Dazai."

It probably formed a set of biological clocks exclusively for working days. No matter how late he went to bed, Jiang Ling could wake up at the time of work.

Even if you are currently on vacation.

She stared blankly at the ceiling for a while before touching the phone next to her pillow.

Gojo Satoru sent her several messages half an hour ago, and Edogawa Ranpo's message followed closely behind.

[Gojo Satoru: There is an urgent matter at school and I need to go there to deal with it. I’ll come and play with Miss Squirrel later~ Don’t worry, I’ll remember to bring you delicious pine cones when we meet again... so you’ll be able to see the touching Miss Squirrel, right? =v=]

[Wujo Satoru: And when I came out this morning, I dropped by to help you take away a male creature that disturbed people's dreams.The squinting eyes look very similar to one of my students, maybe it's his distant cousin or something...]

[Wujo Satoru: Well, anyway, when we meet again next time, give me some rewards? 0v0]

The male creature... Could it be Mr. Ranpo?

Clicking on Edogawa Ranpo's information, her guess was roughly verified.

[Edogawa Ranpo: Bell Sauce!The famous detective went to fight monsters qwq, but don’t worry, the victory must belong to the famous detective. 】

[Edogawa Ranpo: Don't forget to reward the famous detective when we eat together at noon qvq]

Jiang Ling, who was more awake, blinked slowly, thought for a while, and decided to wait until she was fully awake before replying to those two messages.

Just as I was about to click on Olang Weibo as usual, my finger suddenly paused and slowly moved to the upgraded "Japanese Assistant".

The dots on the heads of the seven cubs on the main interface are all green representing the normal state.

Relieved, she clicked on [Location], and when she found that the coordinates of the two were indeed together, Jiang Ling stopped thinking about replying to the two.

After all, based on what she knew about the famous detective, if she sent a message... maybe there would be a scene of him shaking his phone in front of Gojo Satoru?

Like a cat walking around its territory with a favorite toy in its mouth.

Cute is cute, but it's still a bit... Well, the Zaizai filter is really bad.

Oh, by the way, Mr. Gojo may also be holding a mobile phone, and the two of them danced a mobile phone shaking dance on the street?

Jiang Ling, who had already imagined this scene in his head, laughed.

If you can't fall asleep, get up now.

She sat up and stretched before getting out of bed.

Just about to open the door to wash up, Jiang Ling paused when she remembered that there was a standby cub outside, and turned back to change into casual clothes.

It was during changing that she noticed a suit jacket with one sleeve hanging down to the floor.

Why is the style of this jacket so familiar?And what's with that little top hat on the armchair?

Tieing a ponytail casually, it was only when she opened the door that she remembered who the owner of that coat and top hat belonged to.

When is Mr. Chuya...?Did he know Mr. Dazai?

So after pushing open the door and seeing two figures lying on the sofa and lying on the coffee table, Jiang Ling, feeling the current temperature, paused and returned to the bedroom.

When she came out again, she had the jacket that seemed to be used as a pillow by her last night under her arms.

After carefully covering the owner of the coat lying on the coffee table, she walked lightly to wash up.

The bathroom door made a slight "click".

Osamu Dazai, who was lying on the sofa and wearing a camel long windbreaker, opened his eyes and looked at the port afia cadre who was covered with a coat.

The breathing sound of the latter was very even, but the redness gradually spreading upwards from the base of the ear revealed the fact that the other party had woken up.

Taking advantage of the stretched limbs while stretching, Osamu Dazai did not hesitate to print his shoe prints on the back of the jacket.

Jiang Ling, who didn't feel hungry until after washing up, took the two cubs who just woke up after opening the door to the hotel restaurant.

The morning tea is self-service. When she walked by, she glanced from afar and found that most of the food was still her favorite dishes.

Anyway, it's still early, so eating more of what you like won't affect your appetite at noon.

Jiang Ling, whose eyes were shining brightly, thought so.

She had just put the bag on the seat, and when she was about to get up to get it, she found that there were two dinner plates with food put down in front of her at the same time.

The dishes on the plate are almost the same, and the portions are quite substantial.

"Ring sauce, eat the one I brought you first. The food that is perfectly mixed with the sauce is the most delicious~"

Dazai Osamu who was standing on her left side bent slightly and said with a smile.

"Well... it's all your favorite food, and the sauce is extra on the side. Cough, eat mine first."

Zhong Yuanzhong, standing on her right side, coughed uncomfortably, and the cobalt blue eyes looking at her were filled with the gentleness she was familiar with.