My name is Dazai

"If you ask me, Tangun, you should be a little cruel." The leader Zai put his hands on Tangun's shoulders and said as he walked, "Throw him out to sell things every day, and he can earn enough living expenses and him in a while." The cost of having fun."

"How did you talk to the owner!" the writer frowned.

In many cases, it's not that he doesn't have the ability to make money, but as a hedonist, he wants to lie flat.

In the previous world he had an older brother, in this world he has Tangun, if he had nothing... well, he would choose the bento.

"Even if you keep a pet, you should pay attention to training his hunting skills." Although the leader Jae was talking to Tangun, his eyes were fixed on the author Jae.

"When will pets need hunting skills? It's not about releasing wild animals." The writer Jae grabbed Tangun's clothes, "I still have a job anyway, and those at home need to practice hunting skills."

Miss Zhizi, Hei Shizai and Zaimiao are the ones who best fit the definition of pets.

Neither the two nor the cat worked.

Hei Sijae was underage, and Mori Ogai wanted to manipulate the underage, but Tangun's conscience did not allow it.

Miss Zhizi complained that a girl with no academic qualifications would be easily bullied when she went out to work like this, so Tangun regarded it as raising a daughter.

As for Zaimiao...

The kitten is fine.

Someone was chattering on the road ahead.

Tangun looked in that direction, a group of people formed a circle, lowered their heads and bent over, looking very respectful, but there was an unconcealable excitement in their tone, a bunch of bags were placed on the ground, and someone seemed to touch the bag from inside the bag. Bring out snacks.

It is human instinct to join in the fun, and Tangun also looked over.

There are two piles of snacks next to a black cat wrapped in bandages. The left side is for humans to eat, and the right side is for cats to eat. Its two front paws are closed and then swing up and down.

A woman puts a bag of treats on the left, and the black cat immediately meows happily and rubs against her face.

After the rubbing was over, the black cat immediately squatted down and became cold again.

If Hei Shizai was here, he would probably comment that this behavior is like a time-limited item in the game. If you want to continue to experience it, you have to continue to recharge.

Ms. Zhizi will probably say that this is a complete PUA behavior.

Cats are creatures that are probably born with this skill.

Tangun turned his head to look at the two Dazai family creatures behind him.

Zai Meow twitched his nose, as if he smelled a familiar scent. He looked up and saw Tangun, happily stepped on the head of the person in front of him and jumped into Tangun's arms, making a meeping sound with ten levels of sweetness. .

"Is this your cat? It's so cute." The cat slaves around said enviously.

Tangun was a little puzzled: "What's going on?"

The people around didn't really know that. The people in front did just that, and they just followed suit: "Anyway, those snacks are your cat's spoils. They're really little cats who can only do it."

Zai Meow meowed happily, and it climbed onto Tangun's shoulder, wagging its tail at Writer Zai.

A dog wags its tail for pleasure, while a cat wags its tail for aggression and excitement.

With Zai Miao's lively and disdainful eyes, the leader Zai fell into deep thought.

The leader Zai looked at Jiazai: "Did it see your match with that guy from the Armed Detective Agency?" So this little cat probably wants to prove that he is more attractive than Jiazai and Wuzhenzai.

Writer Zai and Butei Zai are both human beings with the advantage of making money, but Zaimiao is just a kitten.

But the way those two people get money is to sell things, at least they have something to give to others, and Zai Miao is completely free.

Zai Miao gave a meow of approval, then nodded.

The writer Zai laughed, and he stretched out his hand to pat Zaimiao on the head: "Oh, so what if the cat is more attractive? It is impossible for Tangun to be with the cat..."

The cat's sharp teeth bit through the flesh of the writer.

The writer let out a howl and pulled his hand back.

Zaimiao let go just in time, it bared its teeth and looked fiercely at writer Zai: "Ha—" Tangun was taken aback, he immediately bent down to look at writer Zai's hand: "Dazai, are you alright? "

Zaimiao's body size is about a circle larger than that of a milk cat, and the length of his teeth is limited, so even if he bites hard, it is not very deep.

The writer Zai bowed his body, pressed his fingers with the other hand, and gritted his teeth, not letting out his pain.

This is probably the pain to the point where I can't speak.

Tangun simply hugged the writer Jae: "Let's go to the clinic to have a look."

The writer's injury was not deep, but he looked so miserable that he couldn't help crying when he took the medicine.

Writer Jae's problem was solved, and Tangun went to find Jai Meow.

After all, it is in a clinic, and cats are not very suitable for it.

Zaimiao was just outside the waiting room, because there were not many people, and it lay motionless on the table, but no one asked Tangun or the leader Zai to put it in the cage.

The leader Zai didn't intend to take care of Zai Miao at all, and he didn't care about the writer Zai's injury, so he just stood outside looking at his phone with his legs crossed.

Seeing Tangun approaching, Zai Meow twitched his cat's beard, then yawned, stood up and turned around, pointing his butt towards Tangun.

Tangun smiled.His smile doesn't actually contain much joy, it can only be said to be a superficial smile, but it's not a hypocritical smile.

He was quite angry before.

Among the rankings that he would not say in his heart, writer Zai must be more important than Zai Miao.

But seeing Zai Miao like this, he couldn't help being angry.

Tangun reached out and stroked the cat's back.

The black cat's ears twitched.

"Don't bite Dazai from now on." What can Tangun do with Zaimow?

He couldn't beat and scold Osamu Dazai, he couldn't do it.

And cold and violent treatment is useless.

Zai Meow turned his head aggrievedly, and meowed at Tangun.

"Is it because of what Dazai said before?" Tangun put his chin on the table, squatted on the ground and talked to Zaimiao, "I like you, you are so cute."

Zai Meow snorted twice, as if he was being coaxed, but he was not too satisfied with Tangun's answer.

The leader Zai looked at Zai Miao contemptuously, as if he had seen through Zai Miao's thoughts, but he didn't take it to heart.

What threat could cats pose to him?

Zaimow's paws are itching, Tangun just said that it is not allowed to bite "Dazai", but scratching is okay, right?

But he didn't do it, not only because the leader Jae is not as easy to bully as the writer Jae, but also because of what Tangun just said.

Tangun thought about why Zaimiao was unhappy, and then he lifted the ring hanging around Zaimiao's neck with his hand: "Of course I like you too, otherwise I wouldn't have given you this ring."

The nurse's expression gradually twisted.

No, she is a professional, and her professionalism is so strong that even the walkie-talkie in the chrysanthemum can't move her.

It's just a human cat...

The writer Zai shouted: "You actually flirted with that stinky cat behind my back!"

The leader turned off the phone angrily: "Even if it's a hookup, it's still behind my back, okay?"

Nurse: I am professional, I am professional...