Clow is perfect

Although Zhongyuan Zhong also sternly rejected the request to live together at first, but after hearing the dejected elf say that he was in a situation of energy shortage and lived only for three days, he couldn't help but agree.

"Even if I agree, there are at least three rules. First of all, you are not allowed to touch the things in the wine cabinet." Mr. Gravity is sitting on the sofa at the moment, facing Mian sitting in front of him, and solemnly raised his fingers.

That wine cabinet is full of precious wines that he has worked so hard to collect. If this guy who doesn't care about the importance breaks it up and wastes it, he will feel distressed to death.

"Okay." Jing glanced at the tight-looking wine cabinet and nodded obediently.

"Then, you can't easily divulge the fact that you are temporarily living with me, especially not to be known by that mackerel, understand?" Use it for fun.

Thinking of the possibility that Osamu Dazai would make fun of him with a smile, "Living with elves? Chuya is finally on the verge of degeneration, has he become a hopeless fantasy house?"He felt very angry, and his brows were so tight that they could pinch mosquitoes to death.

It's not that I'm really afraid of being accused, it's just that I don't like seeing that bandage ghost seem to have grasped the handle.

"Yeah." Seeing the vague displeasure on his expression, Jing naturally wouldn't retort ignorantly, and wrote it down seriously.

"The last point is to go home on time."

"Huh?" Jing didn't expect the last point to be like this, thinking that he would tell him not to do certain things.

"You are free, you can come in and out as you like, but as your cohabitant, I don't want to see you flying around in the middle of the night." The orange-haired boy calmly explained, "So time is very important, you can choose An appropriate time frame, before which, you have to come back."

Having said that, Zhong Yuanzhong was actually thinking that if Mian didn't have a fixed time to go home, he wouldn't be able to notice if something happened.With a time limit, it can serve as a warning.

Jing felt that what he said was reasonable, and he was currently in a state of being dependent on others, so he readily agreed and set a time that both of them could accept.

Early the next morning, Nakahara Chuya went out to work, and Kagami flew to a hidden corner, a flash of light turned into Hana Kinomoto, and took out other gifts he had prepared by the way.

I finally came to Yokohama, and I need to meet other friends.

The blond-haired pretty girl straightened her pink skirt, carrying famous Italian handmade chocolates, and walked briskly towards a red-walled building.

After entering the floor, he took the elevator straight to the fourth floor, found the door with the sign of the detective agency, knocked lightly, and waited to meet the person he hadn't seen for a long time.

It's a pity that the person he was looking for is not here today, it seems that he is on a business trip.

However, after receiving the gift, the lady clerk saw that he was a little disappointed, and handed him a note, saying that it was left by Mr. Ranpo before his business trip, and it was named for the girl with blond curly hair.

Unfolding the note, the handwriting on it was flamboyant, quite uninhibited: It's been so long since you came to me, you already owe Lord Ranbu a big meal!

Should it be said that things are predicted like a god?

The blond girl couldn't help laughing, thanked Miss Clerk, and Shi Shiran left.

It's nice to have a friend you can meet, and he hasn't forgotten how you feel.

On the way back, because I took a shortcut, I happened to meet someone from PortMafia who was dealing with funeral affairs at a certain alley. I glanced at him casually, and happened to see Oda Sakunosuke carrying the corpse.The rust-red-haired man had a calm expression, and he worked neatly without complaining. He looked calm and composed, no different from before.

Mr. Oda seems to have a good life, but unfortunately he can't disturb other people's work now, and he can't approach PortMafia rashly, otherwise it will be bad if he is found out.

Let's talk about it later.

The girl who kept the appearance of [flower] changed direction and restrained her aura.

Things went so well that three days flew by.

Mirror abided by the agreement, and also maintained a certain degree of physical contact with Zhong Yuanzhong, and finally got enough magic power to use [Chuang] again.

In the past three days, he hid in Zhongya Zhongya's clothes or hat when he was free during the day, and sat next to Chuya Zhongya's hair to sleep at night, absorbing magic power much faster.

Apart from not knowing why Zhong Yuanzhong would sometimes treat him like a little pet, touching his face and pinching his ears, and then blushing, everything was peaceful.

He even heard an unexpected news - Osamu Dazai is going to be the cadre of PortMafia.

It is said that his ability has reached the standard to become a cadre, and he has indeed made a lot of contributions to PortMafia. The leader made this decision after consideration.

When Nakahara Chuya talked about this, he gritted his teeth, dissatisfied that Osamu Dazai became a cadre earlier than him.Seeing him curious, tell him that after becoming a cadre, he can have his own subordinates.

"That bastard mackerel is just a little earlier than me. This time, his nose must be up to the sky." The orange-haired boy clenched his fists and slammed the concrete wall hard. The dilapidated warehouse was hit by this punch. Gotta shake a bit.

"Before he thought about asking me to do things for him, but now he has become a boss, maybe he wants to find a leader and let me be his subordinate, and he can do as much as he wants." He clicked his tongue impatiently, with anger in his sharp blue eyes Emerging, sneering, "If it really becomes like this, we can only kill him first, and it can be regarded as fulfilling the long-cherished wish of this suicidal maniac."

Mr. Nakaya seems to really hate Mr. Dazai, and every time he talks about it, he gets very upset.

The mirror in his pocket saw the slightly murderous expression, shrunk his neck, but was also a little curious, what kind of subordinate Mr. Dazai would find.

Probably the very capable one?

Help Mr. Dazai complete all the things, and he can be lazy.After all, Mr. Dazai doesn't seem to like working hard all the time.

If it is really Mr. Nakaya, I guess Mr. Dazai will really enjoy a day trip to hell.

At that time, Jing guessed like this, but he didn't expect that he saw this subordinate quite early.

That was after he said goodbye to Zhongyuan Zhongye and thanked him for taking him in, saying that he would go back to work in the store and start working again.

Zhong Yuanzhong also knew that he would leave a long time ago, so he didn't hold back much. He just said that he could come to him next time if he had something to do, then he stuffed a wallet in him and then turned around coolly and left, even the suit he was wearing was lifted. All handsome.

Jing froze for a moment, opened the wallet and found that there was a lot of money in it, probably wanting to say that it doesn't matter even if he doesn't have a job, he will help.

Mr. Chuya is indeed a good person, how about giving him some gems next time?

Thinking of this, Jing put away her wallet, and soon reopened the trading shop that had been closed for a long time.After all, as long as the magic power is enough and the location is convenient, it will be very fast to use 【Creation】to create a shop.

It's just that because he still has to accumulate magic power for [Song], he didn't use other powers this time, but wrote the conditions for people with "strong desires" to enter in the store's settings.

Will anyone really come this time?It will probably take time for Fyodor to confirm that the store will reopen.

Somewhat worried about this, Kagami who had turned into a chestnut shape sat on a chair, resting her chin on her hands, thinking that a peaceful time might pass.

"Boom, boom!"

The knock on the door broke the expected calm. Before Lizi ran to open the door, the unexpected guest seemed impatient and directly destroyed the wooden door. Amidst the splash of sawdust, against the light, he stepped in while coughing.

The person who came was a boy wearing clothes that had been washed white and the corners were severely frayed. He looked poorly nourished, with a thin face and a frail figure. The end of his long black hair was white for some reason.

But his eyes were ferocious and brutal that didn't match his figure. He stared viciously at Chestnut standing in the store, like a restless and manic beast: "Where is this? Why did I come here? What did you do?"

As he asked the question, a black-red unknown substance extended from the corner of his clothes, floating in the air like a spider's legs, showing sharpness and terror.

This person seemed to be about the same age as A-Dun, but he looked much scarier than A-Dun, not like an ordinary child at all.

"This is a trading shop." The little girl with two ball heads said crisply, and didn't approach rashly, "You come here because you have something you want, which drove you here. In our shop There are a lot of commodities, how about it, do you want to trade with me?"

"Are you the manager of this store?" The visitor looked him around and asked questioningly, the ability was still being used, and he didn't relax for a moment.

"That's right. I'm Lizi, the store manager. Do you have anything you want? Why don't you come and listen." Mirror introduced himself naturally, and looked at the man with peaceful eyes.

"Heh, trade?" As a result, the guy sneered, looking in disbelief, "You got me here for no reason, and you still want to make a trade? Do you think I can't see through your trap?!"

"Just grab what you want, this is the way to survive! Rashomon!!"

The corner of the black and red clothes moved in response to the sound, aimed at the target very quickly, and rushed over without hesitation. It was as sharp as a sword, and more flexible than any sword. It could make people unable to react for a moment. A deadly trick.

Many people tried to challenge this ability, but they all died under its attack, turning into a smear of red blood on the corner of their clothes, which earned their master the reputation of "unintentional mad dog".

At this moment, its owner Ryunosuke Akutagawa also waited confidently and indifferently, with familiar screams and wailing.

"Alas." The little girl on the opposite side sighed unhurriedly, and lightly grasped the blade that was rushing towards her. It didn't even make anyone see what she had done, but in just a split second, it turned back into the cloth. "Why do you do it when you disagree? I just want to have a good talk with you."

"You!" Akutagawa Ryunosuke's eyes widened in astonishment, and he wanted to say something, but he felt a huge force coming from the hem of his clothes that was being held, and pulled him irresistibly, dragging him to Chestnut. in front of.

Li Zi found a piece of white cloak from nowhere, and while he was still staggering, tied it around his body two or three times, completely restraining him.

What frightened Akutagawa Ryunosuke was that he wanted to use his ability to break free, but he didn't get a response for a long time, as if he had lost the trace of the ability since the upper body of the white cloth.With his poor physique, he can't get rid of this mediocre cloth at all.

"What did you do to me! Where's my ability?" He stared at the unpredictable little girl, with anger bursting from his eyes. If he could turn into a real body, he would almost tear her to pieces.

"In order to ensure everyone's safety, it is temporarily sealed." The little girl with the ball head clapped her hands "hey", explained casually, took two steps, and stood in front of him with a smile.

"So, do you have an idea to talk about it now? This guest."

"..." The black-haired and white-haired boy still looked at her with hatred, without answering, as angry as if he wanted to eat her flesh and blood.

"So, let's start with the name. I've already said mine. What's your name?"

"... Akutagawa Ryunosuke." It's just the situation that compels him to go out, and he must tear this guy to pieces!

"Okay, Mr. Akutagawa, can you tell me what you want?"

"..."

"Mr. Akutagawa, let me remind you. In my place, if you can't go out as a guest, you can only go out as a corpse." Of course, these words are deceptive, but they are very appropriate at this time.

"...food." After weighing, he reluctantly replied.

"Huh?" Jing was a little suspicious that he had heard it wrong.

"Food, clothes, and shelter." Unexpectedly, Akutagawa Ryunosuke repeated calmly, looking at Chestnut with fierce eyes, but calmly, "This is what I need."