The copy boss is FIVE

Ayako closed "BEAST" and sighed unsatisfactorily.

Mao Mao, who had been attracted by another possible story for a long time, couldn't calm down for a long time-who the hell wrote the fantasy story of the bastard fan, and let him be the bastard's subordinate!That guy patted his ass in the end, took a leap of faith, happy people did not realize the long-cherished wish of the dog... If you can save the world, you can also save yourself by the way!

Sure enough, no matter what kind of Dazai Osamu is very annoying!

Zhongye Maomao scolded his former bad partner in his heart!

If that bastard appeared in front of him now, he would scratch his face!

Then, his host conjured a card.

On the card, it was Osamu Dazai dressed as the leader.

Zhong Ye: ...

Zhong also suddenly had a bad guess.

Could it be—!

"Meow meow meow!"

"Hey, Chuya also thinks this person is scary, right? Speaking of which, I thought I would be drawn to Chuya in the Central Plains. Now that I think about it, compared to humans with complicated thoughts, cats are indeed better." The girl looked worried, "What should I do, this is the boss of a gangster, it looks super bad..."

The former gang leader suddenly became weak: "Meow..."

Accustomed to the special status of Port Mafia in Yokohama, it was only when the girl mentioned this that he realized that his career was really... far away for ordinary people?

Wait, why do people who can turn into monsters to kill monsters respect the mafia from the standpoint of ordinary people!Don't be so weak and ordinary at such a time that people forget your crazy and desperate appearance in battle!

"How to get along well after summoning..."

[Then stop calling! 】

"This card still needs to raise skills... Summon it early and level it up early."

[Treat Osamu Dazai as a simple card and you will definitely be fooled to death, wake up, Miss Owner! 】

"Sure enough, the explanation of erasing consciousness and downgrading to an SSR card is very necessary."

[What, can you erase consciousness? 】

Zhongye Maomao's tangled and wagging tail suddenly froze.

Now it is not the problem of Dazai Osamu that bastard, it is the crisis that he may be found to be not an ordinary card cat, but a cat turned into a conscious person!Will he also be wiped out of consciousness by that strange "system" after he is discovered?Or is his conscious existence acquiesced by the system and the girl doesn't know about it?

This girl... Don't be cheated by some system, right?

Zhongye Maomao is worried, always feels that her owner is optimistic, upright and heartless, and will definitely be pitted by Dazai, who can be the leader of the organization.

Ayako:? ? ?

"Why don't you look at other things, maybe there are other clues in the same work..."

Retracting the UR card with a slender hand, Ayako took out a full set of "Bungo Dog" comics and side stories.

Zhong also inadvertently saw that the authors of these books were all the same person.

Very good, let him see what other tricks he has!

Mao Mao licks her white gloves, her eyes are sharp, ready to accept the devastation of the new story!

—and find out that this is their story.

Zhong Ye: ...

Zhong also felt that his little heart was not well.

Why would anyone know so well about their affairs?

Did the author create their world, or did the author only create the story after they knew about it?

Zhongye Maomao fell into the philosophical thinking of "which comes first, the chicken or the egg", where the world view was shaken and collapsed. It shut down in place and closed its claws.

Ayako doesn't understand cat's sadness.

She stroked the cat's soft and smooth back fur, thinking that the cat was just taking a nap out of boredom, so she hugged it on her lap as a cushion and placed it on a book to continue reading comics.

Zhongye·Liquid Stretching Hand Warmer Table Mat·Maomao:...Meow?

The orange cat kicked its legs and turned over, flowing out from the gap between the girl's legs like liquid, fluffy hair climbed onto the other's shoulder again!

Cats are never down!

……

……

Upon waking up, she faced those six scrutinizing eyes directly, and Ayako, who was still immersed in the story of "Bungou Dog", looked bewildered.

"... Enlightenment?"

Gojo Satoru bent over, expressionless: "Ayako, what are you obsessed with in your dream?"

"Manga and cats?"

Gojo Satoru's eyes went blank for a moment: "Huh?"

He thought about many possibilities, the most probable one was that there was a dream-related curse or a monster entangled his sister—but his six eyes couldn't see it, so he was even more worried.

"What does this answer... mean?"

"I read a very interesting manga in my dream, and I also raised a cute orange cat." Ayako took the opportunity to raise her wish, blinking innocently, "Can I raise a cat in the backyard?"

"..." Gojo Wu curled his lips and eyebrows, "The one in the dream?"

"Ok!"

"Okay, if you can bring the cat out of the dream." Gojo Satoru touched his sister's head with a dangerous smile, "then go home first? School is already over."

After returning to Wutiao Zhai, no matter where the evildoer is, he must honestly explain all the plots to him!

The powerful head of the Wutiao family, He Shan, smiled.

Zhongye Maomao, who was taking a nap in the system space to calm down the fragmented world view, had inexplicable chills on his back, and his hair blew up, and the hat on his head was as heavy as a black pot.

When the car driving home was near the bookstore, Gojo Satoru suddenly yelled to stop.

"Cao Shuangzhi, go and buy a set of all the manga booklets and serials in that store, and let the store deliver them directly to your home."

"Okay, Master Wu."

The driver parked the car with a blank expression, and got out of the car very quickly to do business.

Ayako glanced at Nissan, who was wasting money at home, and suddenly thought of her first copy.

"Wu, have you heard of the Twilight Annex?"

"Twilight Annex?"

"Well, it seems to belong to a person named Renye Karasuma..."

"Renya Karasuma? I know this person. He is a rich man who has passed away." Gojo Satoru's originally lazy expression gradually became interesting, "You want the Twilight Villa? Why?"

"There is gold, probably."

"how do you know?"

"I went there in my dream, and I met 28-year-old Brother Wu there."

The smile on the corner of Gojo Satoru's lips disappeared immediately, and he pouted displeasedly: "Then that guy killed you?"

"It's not considered killing, because I am a curse spirit, so I was captured and placed in the confinement room at home. When I was placed, I couldn't hold it and collapsed."

Boy Wu raised his hand to poke his sister's forehead: "I really don't know what you are worried about, that you would have such a dream..."

Then he was entangled by a strange dream monster, even he had no clue.

No, maybe these dreams are clues.

"Then what is the manga you dreamed about today?"

"It's the story of some writers who didn't write books but became supernatural beings in the parallel world and fought in Yokohama."

"Which literary giants are they?" Wu Juvenile looked interested.

"It's just a setting, and I haven't heard of those names." Ayako didn't think so, and sneered, "Has Nissan ever heard of a writer named Osamu Dazai, Nakahara Chuya, or Mori Ogai? There are also port mafia and The Armed Detective Agency... is hilarious."

Gojo Satoru: ...

Boy Wu fell silent, staring at his sister with serious eyes behind the sunglasses.

He was going to look up the names of those people, together with the Twilight Pavilion.

Because, let alone the Armed Detective Agency, the Port Mafia...does exist.

"Where did you know about the Port Mafia?"

Ayako blinked and blinked: "Don't tell me there is such an organization?"

Boy Wu pouted in a relaxed manner: "Yes, but I have never heard of the names you mentioned. When did I accidentally hear this information, and then subconsciously pulled out this information in a dream?"

Ayako: ...

Seeing what Brother Wu said so confidently, she almost felt that her experiences were all dreams rather than a dungeon system.

Sure enough, let's summon a cat to prove it first?

What if I can't summon it?What if those are really just my dreams... In fact, no matter how hard I try, it's just an illusion, and I'm just a sad waste who thinks he can become handsome in his dreams?

Gojo Satoru immediately noticed that his sister's attitude had become gloomy and panicked.

He has observed her for so many years, and he has a clear understanding of her temper.

"you……"

"Master Wu, the matter is settled." Cao Shuangzhi opened the driver's seat door to report, and was about to get back to drive when she was caught off guard by the super fierce six eyes protruding from the edge of the sunglasses.

The foot of the straw paper raised towards the car was immediately retracted.

"Sorry, my subordinate suddenly remembered that I still need to go back and confirm, please forgive me for my ineffectiveness, Master Wu."

The door closed again.

"Ayako, what are you afraid of?"

"I didn't..."

"Ayako."

The girl bit her lower lip: "I'm afraid those are really just dreams... But if it's real, it's too unbelievable."

"That is to say, do you want the dream to be real, but worry that it will not be accepted?"

Ayako lowered her head, tugging at her clothes uneasily.

Then the boy pinched his chin and forcibly looked at each other.

"who am I?"

"elder brother?"

The boy who took off his sunglasses smiled arrogantly: "I am the strongest, and you are the strongest sister—"

"You can do whatever you want. I won't ask too many questions, and I won't let others ask too many questions. If you need help, just come to your brother and me. Don't be afraid of anything—"

Those pair of beautiful pale six eyes shone brightly in the dimly lit compartment, together with that dazzling arrogance, resonated with the same blood, and was deeply imprinted in her soul.

She couldn't look away.

She could hear her heart beating more and more, and the blood rushed to her head, as if she had really returned to the white sand desert, invincible with a knife, and there was no taboo.

"Understood, Ayako?"