[Comprehensive] Today's Yokohama is also very flat!

"Odasaku Odasaku~ Are you really not going to Hakone with us?"

Yoko was lying on the table, watching the young man help her pack the suitcase sullenly.

"Put the wallet in the pocket, put the towel and slippers here, and put the snacks on the road in the other pocket..." Odasaku said while he was busy: "The people who go to Hong Kong and Hei are middle-level and high-level, so I won't go. "

Yoko pouted and said in a low tone: "I'm next to you, who dares to say that you are not qualified? Besides, you are accompanying me. We pay for the travel expenses ourselves. What does it have to do with him?"

Odasaku closed the suitcase and carried it to Yoko's side, "Have fun, I told Dazai to take care of you. Ah yes—"

He took two boxes from the bookshelf: "I will give you New Year's gifts in advance, so you can play on the road."

"The latest handheld?!" Yoko's eyes lit up immediately, and he hugged the box tightly without letting go: "Wow, I've wanted this for a long time, thank you Odasaku!"

She saw another box, and her face was wrinkled like a bun again: "Odasaku~ When did you and Dazai get along so well? What if I'm a little jealous... Oh right, Dazai, can I keep it from him? ?”

"These two are the same." Odasaku was a little helpless: "What do you want two game consoles for?"

"One for collection and one for practical use?"

Odasaku squeezed his chin, thinking: "Well... Then I will give you two gifts in the future, shall I give you two? Or three, for viewing, collection, or practical use?"

I have to say that Oda Sakuta knows how to pinch Yoko's seven inches.

"No, no need." The girl said dejectedly, "I know, I will hand it over to Dazai."

It would cost a lot more to buy three copies of the same gift!

Odasaku’s money didn’t come from the wind, it was his hard work moving corpses, disarming bombs, mediating the relationship between the cheating boss and his wife, and a little bit of money he saved to buy a house.

The work of gangsters must be very hard. Oda Saku has aged a lot. If you don't believe me, look at the stubble on his face!

He is only five years older than Dazai, and his face is full of weather, he looks like he is ten years older!

Yoko didn't want to admit that Odasaku was born to grow old.

Odasaku couldn't hear Yoko's slander, so he stretched out his hand and rubbed her head: "Why are you competing with Dazai? You are different, Dazai is a friend."

"What about me?" Yoko pointed at the tip of his nose.

"Ah Heng is family."

Yoko spirals to heaven!

She was satisfied and was no longer jealous.

Heh, it's just a friend, Osamu Dazai is weak, okay?

The girl's heart was filled with colorful bubbles, and she felt light all over.

In this way, she walked lightly and lightly to a game hall on Leibo Street.

"I'm leaving for two days. If someone comes to kick the house, don't make a move." She told Zhongye: "Ah, why don't you just hang out with me for a few days? The children should also learn to grow up, Let them figure it out on their own."

Zhong is also too strong, there are almost no rivals in Leibo Street except her.He is too soft-hearted, and it is easy to develop these children into a dependent character.

"I know, don't waste time, let's go."

Chuya didn't even look back, focusing on his game character.

Thinking of something, he threw down a sentence: "I'm helping you look after the child again, do you have to treat me to dinner after you come back?"

Chuya has learned from Yoko recently that he always invites dinner, either someone else invites him, or he invites someone else.

If he becomes rich in the future, will he have to invite people to dinner every day?

In order to repair the yacht, Yoko made a bloody effort, and his wallet just happened to be a little bit flat recently.

She thought about how many banknotes were left in it, and looked at the sky: "I don't need the meal, why are you so polite, we brothers are with whom."

"Tsk, you invited me." Zhong Ye glared at her: "Also, who are you and your brother?!"

Yoko is very good-natured: "Then sister?"

"roll!"

In line with the principle of being cool even when you are angry, and always cool when you are angry, she said: "They are sisters, if you don't believe me, look at the screen, you are playing a female number!"

While Zhong didn't make a move, she ran out of the game hall like a fan, and Zhong also heard her laughing from a long distance, and was so angry that the veins on his forehead twitched, thinking about breaking up several times in his heart.

Forget it, let's live, what else can we do?

He couldn't beat her again.

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Yoko was carrying a small suitcase and wearing Little Red Riding Hood, and ran to the station, where Dazai was waiting for her.

There was a tram station before Yokohama, but the tracks were blown up because of the turmoil when the ancestors of Hong Kong and black were alive.After the new leader of the Hong Kong gangsters took office, he adopted a plan to recuperate and recuperate. He also temporarily ceased fighting with government departments such as the military, police, and secret services. This station was rebuilt not long ago.

The small house outside the station was built in the shape of a shark and painted with blue environmental protection paint. Yoko liked it very much after seeing it.

"The leader and the others have already set off first, and the hotel they booked is next to Sakamoto's hotel."

Dazai leaned against the wall outside the station like a boneless man, complaining half-truthfully: "In order to 'take care' of Miss, I gave up the Hong Kong-Hei special car on purpose!"

"Oh, the romance of travel is sitting on the tram and watching the scenery outside the window!"

Yoko looked Dazai up and down with those sea-blue deer eyes: "You don't even change into regular clothes when you go out to play?"

Is your mafia working so hard?You have to be fully armed when you are on vacation, for fear that others will not know what you are doing?

No, Odasaku doesn't even wear a black suit to work.

"Others have changed into regular clothes." Dazai said nonsense very smoothly, pretending to be pitiful: "I don't have any other clothes, and I won't be able to wear them if I change."

Yoko was silent for a moment, then quietly stood a little further away from him.

Dazai: "Why do you look so disgusted?"

Yoko glanced around, and lowered his voice as if he was afraid that others would hear: "May I ask, how long has it been since you washed your clothes?"

Dazai:? ? ? ? ?

"Will it stink?" Yoko said very worriedly: "Then I don't want to walk with you, or people will mistakenly think that I am also sloppy."

Dazai's smile instantly froze on his face, but he was in a good mood, and soon recovered: "Actually, I have two sets of work clothes, and I can change them, but I don't have regular clothes."

When Yoko heard this, he stood further away from him, and his eyes became a little more wary: "I have no money."

Dazai:? ? ? ? ?

"Don't ask me to buy you clothes!"

For a moment, Dazai felt that he was being laughed at by her.

"Ah, Sakamoto and the others are here!"

Yoko turned his head and forgot what he just said, grabbed Dazai's sleeve and hid behind him.

The boys and girls in the first grade of the County Literary High School all exuded a youthful atmosphere, talking and laughing past them, and no one noticed the two people in the corner.

After entering the station, Sakamoto turned his head as if feeling something.

"What's wrong?" Kubota asked next to him.

"It's nothing." Sakamoto pushed down his glasses, and his eyes fell on Kubota's backpack: "Your bag looks heavier than usual today."

Not only did it look bulging, but it also squirmed, as if it contained a living thing.

"What you said seems to be true." Kubota muttered: "Could it be that Mom stuffed me with something else?"

"Let's exchange." As soon as Sakamoto's voice fell, Kubota's backpack was in his hand, and he didn't know how to do it. He handed his much lighter backpack to Kubota.

"Actually, I can still carry it... Hey, oh, thank you..." Kubota murmured holding Sakamoto's backpack.

Outside the station, Dazai pulled the girl out from behind, and forced her to go forward: "They have already gone in, and we will follow."

"Oh..." Yoko tugged at Dazai's sleeve, trying to shrink behind him again.

Dazai frowned, his eyes flickered slightly: "I remember Miss is not so timid?"

The Miss Yoko he met at first was like the wind that goes forward, and also like the little sun that shines on everything.

Does the emotion of "like" have such a great influence on people?

Yoko cleared his throat and said in a vague tone, "There is a reason. Zimao's wallet was stolen before. To scare the thief, I killed a tree on the side of the road in the street, and he happened to see it. That's why I asked you Can you give up the little white flower route..."

Really upside down weeping willow.

It was the first time Dazai heard about this incident, so he burst out laughing out of embarrassment.

In fact, this is not the most embarrassing.

The most embarrassing thing was that Sakamoto said with a serious face at that time: "Miss. Yoko, this tree is a little uncomfortable. It said it can't breathe, why don't we restore it together?"

The tone was mild and non-reproachful, but Yoko somehow felt a little ashamed, although she did intend to restore the tree.

After that, the two planted trees together. The atmosphere was very good. The men and women matched each other, and the work was not tiring.As a result, here comes the point——

Willow: Hey, I was touched by Master Yokohama, so happy!It doesn't matter if you restore it later, please touch me again!

Pine Tree: Why wasn't I the one who was touched?I am much greener than willows!

Plum tree: I'm blooming, Yokohama-sama look at me, look at me!I give you all my genitals!

Yoko: "..."

For the first time, she felt that being able to hear too many voices was not a good thing.

·

The two got on the same tram with the students of the County Wen High School.

"Aren't you going to have a word with him?" Dazai asked without raising his head while holding the handheld console in his hands.

Yoko looked at Sakamoto who was blending into the classmates over there, obviously there was no expression on his face, but she saw some imperceptible softness in those eyes.

She sighed and shook her head: "No, he's fine like that, and my participation will spoil the atmosphere."

In the background music of the game, there is a youthful clear voice: "Miss, falling in love is like fighting a boss, the chance is fleeting."

Yoko smiled, resting his chin with both hands, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, and his tone was brisk: "I still hope that my love will never be like hitting a boss, otherwise it will be too tiring."

Intrigues, intrigues, plundering, tricks, all kinds of tricks are used, this is the enemy, but love should not be like this.

Her love should be as light as the summer wind, as wide as the coast, and as gentle as the sunrise.

Her liking should be like this city, with a little tenderness that takes root and sprouts in wantonness.

Hearing this, Dazai raised his eyes to look at her in surprise, and then expressed emotion blankly: "It's really lucky for this person to be so tenderly liked by Miss."

Dazai's voice was unhurried, he chose his words carefully, and each word carried a kind of consideration.

He pointedly said: "Suddenly I am a little envious of the person who won the first prize."

As soon as this sentence came out, Dazai frowned, as if he was not satisfied with what he said suddenly.

The author has something to say: Here comes the question, is the jackpot winner that Dazai was referring to, is it Sakamoto?

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Well, it was decided to be the grave head dancer 23333

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