Group Pet Career in Yokohama

Nakahara Chuya twitched stiffly at the corners of his mouth. If someone else did this, he wouldn't think it was a big deal, but when he was in front of Dazai Osamu, he felt inexplicably—it was disgusting.

Osamu Dazai knew it was going to be bad when he heard what sounded like an explosion.

He turned around - sure enough.

"Ah, it's really bad, it's really bad~" Osamu Dazai wrinkled his facial features as if he had eaten a fly.

"...That's my line, right you bastard!"

He didn't want to see this honorable Osamu Dazai!

"Brother Chuya~" Hill hugged Dazai Nyan with one hand, and trotted around the moving hanger with brisk steps.

"Ah, Hill, you're here too." Zhong Yuan stroked the top of her head affectionately, and frowned slightly, "Isn't it bothering you to always see things with hot eyes?"

Although it was hard to see Osamu Dazai make an embarrassment, he could have laughed at him... But now it is more important to protect Hill's heart. Mental shock.

"Huh?" Hill was taken aback.

Spicy eyes mean... dazai?

"Don't be afraid..." He glanced at Osamu Dazai suspiciously, and then asked with a pleasant face, "Did that guy force you?"

For example, he wanted to satisfy his own perverted hobby and let people watch something. In order to prevent it from being revealed, he threatened to force the honest and trustworthy boy—— Hill.

"Hehe..." Osamu Dazai chuckled when he heard his indiscriminate remarks, but the darkness in his heart rolled like mud.

Then I saw him turn around and look at Hill with a pitiful expression, "Little Hill~ What should I do? I was misunderstood by someone with a bad mind as a weirdo with special hobbies."

"Bastard, who are you talking about... Tsk," Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at him, "Did I say something wrong?"

Hill nodded, and said pertinently: "Well, if suicide is considered a special hobby, then Dazai is indeed a weird person recognized by Hong Kong gangsters."

"..." Osamu Dazai choked.

"Hey, let me just say it."

"Really little Hill~ You clearly know that I'm not referring to this." Osamu Dazai loosened the pale pink tie on his chest with one hand.

"Hey, hey~" Hill turned his head and pulled the corner of Chuya Nakahara's clothes, and explained: "Hey, it's brother Zhongya like this, Dazai and I came to buy him a dress for the banquet tomorrow, because I think The pink suit is very pretty, so I asked Dazai to change into it, and he only learned how to meow under my pleading."

"So Dazai doesn't have some little hobby."

Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded dispensably, as if you were just trying to argue for him.In fact, he had already believed Hill's words in his heart, because she could indeed make Osamu Dazai—even if he didn't want to, do ridiculous behaviors like wearing pink and meowing like a cat.

Of course, if Hill is not with Osamu Dazai today, but anyone else - Osamu Dazai has an ulterior habit of absolutely stone hammer.

"Then Brother Chuya is here to buy a dress, right?" Hill asked, tilting his head.

"Well, that's okay, I'm here to get it..." He looked back, but only saw the wreckage of the screen, a little embarrassed.

And the clerk who was leading him here was shrinking away from the side. After noticing his gaze, he trembled and trotted here in fear.

"Sorry, I'm going to get Mr. Zhongyuan's custom-made clothes right now...Sorry..." She kept bowing, and even didn't know what to say other than sorry. Think about it.

Ordinary people are always subconsciously afraid of a strong man with a weapon in his hand, even if he can't shoot a gun or even has no bullets.

Zhong Yuanzhong also believes that he is the one who should really feel sorry for causing irrelevant people to suffer an indiscriminate disaster.

Seeing that the clerk was frightened by himself, he paused and said, "It's me who should say I'm sorry. The money for the screen will be directly deducted from the deposit. If it's not enough, I'll pay it together with the final payment."

"The deposit is enough... enough." She said as she hurriedly brought the bag that had already been ironed.

Zhongyuan Zhong also took the bag, turned to look at Hill, and was just about to speak——

I heard Osamu Dazai dragging his voice out of boredom: "Little Hill, help me choose another formal dress for tomorrow~"

"Hey, hey~" Hill turned his head away from the person who was unwilling to be lonely, and then turned his head and asked, "What does Brother Zhongye want to say?"

"It's nothing... just let me take you back later," he looked like a caring parent, looking directly into Hill's eyes and said earnestly: "I don't worry about that guy, and I can't say that I will kidnap you halfway What a dangerous place to go."

Even if he was interrupted, he still didn't change his original intention. Doesn't he know what Dazai Osamu is up to?

alone?

Huh~

Hill: ... Dazai probably has the image of a "human trafficker" in the eyes of Brother Zhongye, right?

"Chuya," Dazai Osamu's eyes darkened after hearing Nakahara Chuya's questioning of him, and then he smiled.

If you ignore the faint air-conditioning around him.

"Instead of worrying about whether I will abduct Xiao Xie, you should worry about whether your clothes fit well. Maybe at the banquet tomorrow, you will find that your trouser legs have grown a lot?"

"Before it's too late, let the designer design a set of rulers for Chuya." Finally, Osamu Dazai said with a half-smile.

Hill: Dazai's minefield bundling skills have always been good.

"Huh?" Nakahara Chuya's face was cloudy and rainy for an instant, and he was about to explode, but after thinking about it, he smiled disdainfully: "Tsk, this color suits you very well.

"...Why don't you go to Fushiya's banquet with this face tomorrow? If you meow a few more times, you might be able to make that billionaire's daughter... what is her name Yoko so dazed that she will lose her inheritance?" Is it distributed to you? Then everyone will be at ease."

Hill was caught in the middle, looking left and right, feeling that the air was a bit chilly, and finally decided to flee the scene and continue picking clothes.

The two people who had no more obstacles in the middle stopped their exchange of words.

Osamu Dazai paused, and finally uttered a sentence: "Little heartless."

The culprit who caused the dispute was the ease of hanging high.

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at Hill's cheerful and ruthless back for a while, nodded in agreement and said, "...um."

"By the way, Chuya, there is one thing." Dazai put away all the relaxed atmosphere in front of Hill, with an incomprehensible expression, and his tone became low, "Do you know the latest actions of GSS? "

"Oh? You mean that?" Zhong Yuan raised his brows.

He just got the news that GSS intends to withdraw from the cooperation between the Fushiya family and the Takase Society for self-protection.

He is more inclined to have an undercover agent reveal that the Hong Kong gangsters are going to clean up Fuwu's family and the two organizations that have joined forces with it. GGS is afraid after knowing it, and wants to shrink back its ambition.

"That's right," Osamu Dazai evoked an interested smile, "You said that we would disclose this news to the Takase Kai and the Fushiya family in advance, and then take the bottom line and fish in troubled waters...how about it?"

Do nothing, try to weaken its momentum, and then fan the flames - this is what he is best at, the enemy will be consumed by himself in a daze, isn't it very interesting?He was looking forward to the final look of those people who finally knew the truth but were powerless.

As if he had foreseen the ending, he smiled more happily.

Nakahara Chuya twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling a little bit of sympathy for the victims who were about to become the souls of Dazai Osamu.

"Dazai! Look at this one!" Hill chose for a long time and finally compared the dress she thought was the most handsome.

A long white tuxedo suit jacket, lined with a pure black shirt, and a white slim vest. The contrast between black and white has the effect of shrinking the waist. Coupled with white suit pants, it is capable and gorgeous.

"Oh, not bad~" Osamu Dazai walked over with a smile.

I thought to myself: at least they are serious clothes that can be worn out.

Osamu Dazai who finally came out after changing clothes made Hill's eyes light up.

White can indeed set off his elegant and decent temperament, has a strong aristocratic atmosphere, and embellishes his innate sense of danger, but it is only wrapped, if you approach rashly, it will be pierced His disguise fell hard into the shadows and suffocated.

What a man who was born to sink into darkness.

Nakahara took a look, and finally decided not to make a comment (sarcasm). He thought that even if Osamu Dazai looked like a man... at most he looked like a man, and the muddy water in his bones would not be less than one or two point.

Hill looked at it and felt that something was missing, so she went to the jewelry rack, searched left and right, and finally chose a silver-gray tie.

Hill walked to Osamu Dazai and handed it to him.

"Xiao Xier help me tie it?" He bent down and suggested with a smile.

"Wear a tie?" Hill blinked in confusion. Although she thought it was a trivial matter, she had never worn a tie before...

So she twisted and twisted and somehow ended up making a knot in the tie.

So Nakahara also taunted Osamu Dazai severely, but shouldn't the target of ridicule be the self-defeating Hill under normal circumstances?

Nakahara also said that it must be Osamu Dazai's bad character that made the tie knotted, and Hill was right.

"Ah—I see!"

Osamu Dazai fiddled with the tie that was wrapped around his neck, showing no sign of distress, and even opened his eyes wide in surprise, "This must be the hanging rope that Xiao Xierliang worked so hard to help me tie? It's so convenient, whatever you want Find a tree and hang yourself on it, and you can happily commit suicide~ Thank you Xiao Xie!"

"...Huh?" Hill was stunned.

...So she had this idea?

...So it turns out that her dead knot helped Dazai?

She blinked confusedly.

Before she could recover, she was already picked up by Zhong Yuan Zhong Ye behind her.

Chuya Nakahara: This guy's brain circuit is poisonous, and Hill cannot be polluted, so isolate him immediately.

That night.

Ni Feisi clubhouse.

The Patriarch of the Fushiya family stood at the door and strode towards the port mafia members.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time! The boss of the port mafia—Your Excellency Sen, I thought you wouldn't come."

Fushiya Dacheng is about fifty years old, tall and thin, with short gray hair and yellow skin.The two deep nasolabial folds on his face almost divided his face into two parts, and he should have looked haggard, but his eyes shone brightly, occasionally emitting a dark light of ambition that he thought was hidden.

Hill glanced at him and lowered his head, thinking that if there were to be a Yokohama BOSS aesthetic competition, Rintaro would definitely win the first place.

Mori Ogai did not reply, but first looked at Hill who was holding his hand, and said gently: "Sil-chan, don't run around for a while, follow me or Chuya-kun and Dazai-kun closely. .”

Under the guarantee of Dazai Osamu and Hill, he finally gave up the idea of ​​using Yumeno Hisaku.

"Don't worry Rintaro~" Hill gave him a cute smile.

"Hey, hey~" He looked at Fuya Dacheng who was left aside by him, and said with a polite smile: "Master Fuwu is very polite, since you sincerely invited me, how could I miss the appointment."

Hill didn't have the patience to listen to the hypocritical politeness of adults. Talking and laughing was born with swords and swords, and both of them wanted to kill each other as soon as possible and annex their power.

She looked around, fixedly staring in one direction, and tilted her head in doubt.

"What's wrong with Hill?" Nakahara Chuya asked.

That guy Dazai Osamu said that he didn't need to call him before the opening, he wanted to take a good rest for a while and left straight away. The venue is so big, who knows what he's going to do.

Hill pursed his lips slightly, "It's nothing."

I just saw a familiar rice ball velvet hat.