All the cp I knocked in Yokohama came true

Takashi Murata is sitting on pins and needles.

The surrounding circle is full of beauties, three people of three types, it is the pinnacle of life, but when you think about it carefully, the three people around are all mafia, and the beauty seems to be shrouded in an indescribable sense of danger.

This scene of double acceleration of the heartbeat is probably the only one in life experience.

Seeing Takashi Murata's nervousness, and not wanting to be sandwiched between the two of them as a light bulb, Shinomiya Tsukasa asked a few questions quickly, waved his hand, and said goodbye quickly.

As he left, Dongfang Jousuke also quietly followed.

The rest of the Butei members wanted to stay where they were, but Osamu Dazai never gave them a chance to watch a good show.

"Chuya." Dazai Osamu said the first words after Nakahara Nakaya sat down, "I thought the little dwarf was going to break his promise and get fat."

He put his face on his hands, blinked, and stared at Zhongyuan Zhongye feeling uncomfortable. Zhongyuan pulled his hat, and snorted in his nasal cavity as an answer.

"What kind of answer is 'hmph'? Humans can't understand slug language." Osamu Dazai blinked again.

"Since I said... I will leave this whole day to you, of course I will do what I say." Nakahara also turned his head and hid his red earlobes in the shadows, "As for the meeting time... ..”

Osamu Dazai happily pushed away the coffee cup in front of him, "Of course it has to be extended, Chuka won't even embezzle this little time, right?"

Chuya Nakahara had a few blue veins popping out of his forehead. One second made people feel happy, and the next second made people want to send him directly to heaven, and only Osamu Dazai could do it.

"No! Yes!" Zhong Yuan said word by word.

"That's good, let's stop wasting time, there are 23 hours, 56 minutes and 42 seconds left." Osamu Dazai stood up suddenly, stretched like a cat, "Oh, ten seconds less between talking! What a time Fly away..."

Nakahara also gritted his teeth, God knows how he agreed to Dazai a few days ago in a flash.

He stared at the back with his hands in his pockets humming a song, no matter what he thought it was a conspiracy.

"Come on, Chuya, come and open the door for me." Osamu Dazai tapped the door of the coffee shop with his toe, turned his head and refused the service from the red-faced waiter, "Time is urgent, don't waste it!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also clenched his fists, stepped on the concrete floor silently, and squeezed out a sentence between his teeth:

"Dazai, you really should die!"

Regardless of whether the door of the coffee shop still exists, Shinomiya Tsuru at the other end finally explained it clearly to Takashi Murata.

"So that's Sensei Shinomiya's friend?" Takashi Murata patted his chest and let out a sigh of relief, "Let me just say, Sensei Shinomiya doesn't look like a mafia at all."

"of course!"

Suddenly there was a sound behind him, Takashi Murata shuddered and turned around in horror, followed by a person wearing a mask and sunglasses obliquely behind him, looking like a stalking madman.

Especially that hairstyle!It's not a decent person at first glance!

Murata Takashi did not hesitate to stand in front of Shinomiya Shinomiya, blocking the sight of the "pervert".

"Who are you? Why are you following us! Are you plotting against Mr. Sigong!!!"

Dongfang Jousuke was stunned, and Shinomiya Shinomiya could even see through his brown sunglasses, the other party's big blue-purple eyes staring round, with a look of shock.

Two seconds later, Higashikata Jousuke blinked, his long eyelashes flickering, he took off his sunglasses, and after removing the cover, the pure aura in his pupils leaked out, which made Murata Ryuto let go of half of his vigilance.

The remaining half of vigilance dissipated after the other party took off the mask.

He was tall and strong, with a bad-looking hairstyle, and when he showed up, he was clearly a high school boy!

Dongfang Jousuke scratched his face, and muttered to himself embarrassingly: "It seems that it is not wrong to say that it is a conspiracy."

The voice was so low that the two people in front of him couldn't hear clearly.

Fortunately, he didn't hear clearly, Shinomiya Tsuru also patted Murata Takashi's shoulder, "This is my friend's child, as for this outfit..."

Shinomiya She also showed an indescribable expression, "It's his usual personal hobby, don't worry about it."

Takashi Murata subconsciously looked back at Jousuke Higashigashi, the young man smiled awkwardly, and Shinomiya Tsukuru also gave a quick wink behind Takashi Murata, he was stunned for a moment, and he was already busy responding, "Ah yes, this is my personal hobby."

The three of them talked all the way, and at the moment of parting, Takashi Murata finally couldn't help but ask:

"What did Ah Ping do? If it was just defection..."

Halfway through his speech, he couldn't continue.

Although he has never been in contact with that dark world, Takashi Murata can also understand through various literary and artistic works that for the most loyal and benevolent mafia, defection is enough to sentence a person to death.

The scene of the younger brother being tortured in a dark corner and slowly losing his life came to Takashi Murata's eyes little by little.

His brain was blank, as if a cold wind was blowing through the hollow, Takashi Murata slowly stopped.

"He also killed a lot of people and took things that shouldn't be taken." Shinomiya Shibuya's voice pierced through layers of air, and entered Takashi Murata's brain from his ears.

"How, how is it possible?? Although Ah Ping is idle, but, but..." He trembled and couldn't continue.

Takashi Murata suddenly discovered that the figure of his younger brother in his mind seemed to have gradually blurred with the other party's estrangement over the years. of those...

He didn't know at all whether the current A Ping was the boy who was sitting with him in front of the TV playing video games.

Murata Takashi didn't know that his younger brother had to face the organization. In addition to the local government agencies in Yokohama, Butei and Hong Kong Black, there was also a SPW consortium. Root founded, following his will, to assist Joseph's descendants from generation to generation, a super giant consortium.Kujo Jotaro investigates and recovers the "arrow" that can create a stand-in messenger, and the spw consortium provides great assistance.

Naturally, Josuke Higashika, who is Jotaro's uncle, represents this organization invisibly.

Offending a bunch of big boss organizations in one go, if playing online games, then Murata Ping is really a perfect T, this hatred is full.

"Reporter Murata." Shiguya Shinomiya's face was serious, his eyes were like a sharp knife, piercing the chaos, and piercing Murata Takashi's heart, "Since he joined the mafia at the beginning, he should have the consciousness to bear the consequences. People have to do it for themselves. Take responsibility for every choice you make, whether it's defecting or killing."

The high-altitude wind swirls and blows down, and when it lands on the ground, it has turned into a gust of light wind, lightly blowing up the fallen leaves on the ground, blowing away what remained in Takashi Murata's ears, Shinomiya Shibuya's quiet and clear words.

"I..." He looked at Shinomiya Shiniya in confusion, his eyes were out of focus.

well.Shinomiya She also sighed inwardly, "I know you won't be able to accept it for a while, so go back and have a good rest today, and contact me if you have any questions."

Shinomiya Shinomiya and Dongfang Jousuke stopped a taxi and sent the confused reporter Takashi Murata up.

"I hope Mr. Murata can figure it out." Dongsuke Jousuke sighed.

When Murata returned to his residence, he didn't know whether he had thought about it or not, but when he saw the price of getting off the car and paying the taxi fare, he must have been overwhelmed for a moment.

Shinomiya Shinomiya, who never cared about taxi prices, and Higashika Josuke, who didn't know much about it, unintentionally buried all the cash in Murata Takashi's wallet.

"Okay, let's go back too." Shinomiya She also finished speaking, but there was no answer.

He turned his head curiously, Dongfang Jousuke was standing sideways, staring down at the ground, following his gaze, the three-flowered cat that had been squatting at the base of the wall was looking at him longingly.

One tall and one short, one big and one small, one person and one cat, just staring at each other quietly.

Are you hungry?

Shinomiya She also knelt down and rubbed the top of the cat's head.

"Meow~" the cat squinted its amber eyes, squealed sweetly, and slowly rubbed against Shinomiya Shinomiya's palm.

"Good boy." Dongfang Jousuke moved his eyes from the cat's head to the slender and powerful hand inch by inch. He squatted down, stretched out his hand, and rested it on the erect cat's ear.

Shinomiya She also glanced at him, and vacated half of the space.

Dongfang Jousuke's face was reddish, and he ran his fingers through the cat's fur. Although he tried his best to maintain the [-]-point line, the two of them would bump into each other accidentally.

The two of them squatted by the fence at the entrance of the street and happily stroked the cat, without even noticing the real coldness behind them.

Fukuzawa Yukichi has been following the cat for 10 minutes.

During the period, in order to prevent the cat from escaping in an instant, Fukuzawa Yukichi turned a corner and bought the most expensive box of canned cat food from a convenience store.

When he went out and returned to the original place, he heard a comfortable purring sound, and the kitten he tried his best to touch was obediently accepting the touch of two people.

Say no to envy, it doesn't exist.

This feeling is like a goddess who has been secretly in love for a long time. On the eve of carefully preparing to confess, she announced that she had a boyfriend today——

Still two.

Finally, worrying about balding the cat's head, Shinomiya patted the cat's fur on his hands, and was about to get up, when the huge shadow behind him seemed to be suddenly strong at this moment, covering his head.

Shinomiya She also stood up suddenly: "!!!"

When he turned his head to see the faces of the people behind him, he was dumbfounded.

"President Fukuzawa???"

Fukuzawa Yukichi put his hands in his sleeves, and the wide sleeves covered the canned cans that were warm in his palms, "Yeah."

He replied in a deep voice, "Mr. Sigong."

His eyes fell on the cat without blinking.

Shinomiya Shinomiya pulled up Higashija Jousuke, his eyes moved from President Fukuzawa's face to the cat, and then back to President Fukuzawa's face.

The picture of the president...serious and earnest, like an invigilator, and also like the dean looking behind the classroom door...

Shinomiya She also tilted his head, bent down, and placed his hands under the cat's armpit—God knows why this little cat is so well-behaved. He lifted the cat, and the long cat was dangling, and held it in front of Fukuzawa Yukichi .

The calm, steady, unsmiling, expressionless President Fukuzawa quietly squeezed the cat can.

Shinomiya Shinomiya saw the suddenly narrowed pupils of the president of the Armed Detective Agency who had only met once.

"President Fukuzawa, do you want to touch it together?"

One of the goddess' boyfriends suddenly made a 3P request.

Fukuzawa Yukichi, who had never even held the hand of a "goddess", tightened his expression, and his expression became more serious.

Just when Dongfang Jousuke thought that the other party was going to refuse, he quietly tugged at the corner of Mr. Shinomiya's clothes, the corners of the middle-aged man's lips moved slightly:

"touch."

The author has something to say: what am I writing (meditation

Countdown to the leader's appearance

感谢在2020-10-2000:35:18~2020-10-2100:09:55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 irrigated the nutrient solution: 2 bottles of Meow who came to remind me;

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