Soon, Kanyo Kiyoka was immersed in the happiness of being tying Dazai's cat to come over and rubbing his face.
My heart was gurgling like a small bubble, slowly coming out, and then "pop" in the sun. It was a kind of feeling after being posted by the cat. Kamiyo Kiyowa was a little regretful of his distracted moment, and wanted to sincerely ask Dazai Cat if he could do it again, but he knew it was impossible.
In this kind of thing, Dazai has a very thin face.
no.
The more I think about it, the more regretful it is.
It feels like a huge loss.
Shen Dai Qinghe thought for a brief moment, and chose the way to make up for this loss—
He moved naturally and slowly rubbed the limited edition of tonight's thoughtful and proactive Dazai Cat.
“…”
Dazai Osamu pulled the quilt up, covering his cheeks, and refused to rub too much, only showing his soft and fluffy brown hair and eyebrows. The sound was a realistic, sleepy ambiguous, "Sleepy, I'm sleeping."
"Well. Good night, Dazai."
"Good night, Qinghe."
Yuanse's eyes closed, and her breathing gradually slowed down.
Lie flat, with your hands intertwined and placed on your abdomen.
This is a very well-behaved and standard sleeping position. It is paired with a slow breathing that will soon become smooth. It really looks like falling asleep.
Hmm.
Anyway, he tends to... Dazai is pretending to be asleep.
Kiyoka Kamiyo still maintained a sideways position, looking at the eyes of the boy's eyes closed in a good mood. She looked even denser and long eyelashes. She looked at her eyelashes trembled slightly like butterflies. After a while, she turned around and changed to a flat position. - Being stared at by the enthusiastic shoveler will make it difficult for sensitive cats to fall asleep.
Shen Dai Qinghe habitually starts the daily review before bedtime.
There are so many things happening today.
First.
The Weirlun's infiltration incident has basically come to an end. As long as you pay attention to the end, there will be no big problems.
Kanyo Kiyohe thought carefully about the equipment he sent to Weirren in the evening: a black turtleneck long windbreaker, a black top hat, a Berlee's tower hand gun, and specially told the other party to disguise his hair when he was in action. If possible, shoot with his left hand...
Although there are inevitably differences in details, such as not being able to buy the same hat - remember that there is a circle of dark brown on the edge of the black top hat of Gin, but it is fine to roughly match it.
To be particularly mentioned, he did not ask Weirren to wear dark green contact lenses.
First of all, this request is a bit abrupt, and everyone's relationship is not that far--although Weirren is likely to agree;
Secondly, green and blue are easy to confuse. There are blue and green blind people in this world, and people who clearly confuse blue and green when they see different words. Even the word "blue-eyed" in the word "blue-eyed" also has two explanations: blue and green;
Again, the top hat can block the probability of witnesses seeing the killer's eyes to a certain extent and see clearly the color of the killer's eyes.
Hmm.
As long as you don't get caught by Shibusawa Ryuko's white mist when you go out, it will be difficult for something else to happen to Weirren.
second.
Who does Dazai Cat like?
I don’t know if the aftertaste brought by the post is still affecting my thinking. After Kanyo Kiyoshi once again pulled out the five candidates, he still felt that he was the most shining star, the cat’s favorite teasing stick...
Kanyo Kiyowa tried hard to eliminate himself and think about it again, thinking about it, thinking that Naka might have taken the script of a happy enemy. Akutagawa should be the setting of Musai catching up with the main master...
stop.
According to this idea, is Dazai too versatile?
Kanyo Kiyohe recalled all the love experiences in his life - pure theory, which basically comes from web pop-up advertisements and game plots. After struggling, he had to admit that he was just a rookie in this regard, and was really not suitable to be substituted into the perspective of an emotional master, let alone analyzing clues about the love of sensitive teenagers in adolescence.
There are no objects to refer to around.
How do you think about this?
Needless to say, the bachelors are all single nobles, and there may be some kind of debuff, such as the higher the status, the less affectionate they are.
The same applies to the Special Services Department.
As for ordinary people... Aoko and Kuaif?
Hmm.
The reference value is not very valuable, and it has been a long time since he went to find Kuaidou, which should not be convenient in recent months.
——What should I do? The more I think about it, the more I feel that it is myself.
——Stop narcissism.
Kiyowa Kamiyo remembered the words in "Youth Mental Health Education". After staring at the ceiling with his eyes open for a while, he concluded:
Dazai is still young.
Love in underage often brings the purity of an ivory tower, the hazy beauty, the ambiguous and intimate that seems to be fake but true, and the existence and distantness often give people a strange illusion.
Shen Dai Qinghe believed that it should be placed temporarily.
Since Dazai didn't mean it, maybe he was just in the early stage of having a little affection for someone and was uncertain. He asked rashly and tried to test, and he might accidentally make a catalyst. It would be better to let it go. - Of course, it is also possible that Dazai just asked casually at noon, and he thought too much about everything...
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third.
How did he come from?
Experiment, or simply use superpowers to create it?
Perhaps it was the lack of memory. Until now, Shen Dai Qinghe still felt an unreal trance about his inhuman identity. He placed his hand on his left chest and above his heart, and thought in a daze about how Weirren's inhuman radar operated and whether there was any principle that could be explained.
For example, have you felt the special point in his body?
So is his body equivalent to a gunpowder depot?
--wrong.
——Special points are only the standard for artificial superpowers. After all, artificial experimental subjects do not have innate superpowers, and their abilities are chosen by researchers to reload; and if they are created with some ability, they may have their own superpowers after the factory settings, and there are no unstable special points in their bodies.
Let's ask Weirren again next time.
Although he suspected that the other party might not be clear.
above.
After sorting out all three things and adding to the to-do items, Kanami Qinghe remembered the unfinished dream about the Son of God on Gaotai.
The secret of inhuman identity should be in it.
Will you dream of the follow-up tonight?
Thinking of this, Kanyo Kiyoshi looked at Dazai Cat, who should have really fallen asleep. He gently moved the quilt that was covered by the other party a little, exposing his nose to avoid hindering his breathing. Then he lay down and closed his eyes and prepared to fall asleep.
There must be nothing I have forgotten...
etc.
If Shibusawa Ryuhiko arrives in Yokohama, it will be foggy tonight... Well, I have told Sister Hongye that she will arrange for the main abilities of Mafia to be given for free... Yesterday, he also invaded the surveillance cameras in various streets of Yokohama to make a fog alarm mini program, connecting Sister Hongye and her mobile phone...
Well, has the alarm program turned off?
It seems to be closed.
Um.
Closed.
Is Qinghe asleep?
Dazai Osamu listened to the regular and gentle breathing beside him and opened his eyes.
Matsu's eyes blinked in the darkness, and with the unclosed curtains, Dazai Osamu looked to him.
The black-haired teenager has a standard sleeping position and a peaceful sleeping face.
Dazai Osamu's gaze stayed on the other side for a long time, but he didn't see much heroic spirit, but his increasingly warm facial features. He felt that the more he looked, the more he was more and more attractive. In the dark night, Dazai Osamu stared at the soft lines of his friend's face for a long time, and remembered the smooth skin he felt when rubbing against the other party's face.
suddenly!
A rapid ringtone came from his ears, and Dazai Osamu was so shocked that he almost burst into tears. In an instant, but I saw-
He stretched out his hand like a afterimage in the quilt next to him, pressing the sound quickly and accurately, as if he knew that the alarm had been lifted, and then slowly retracted.
Dazai Osamu suddenly went to see the kamiya
Qinghe.
Complete, total, not, changed.
After doing this, my friend's expressions did not change at all, and his breathing did not rush or stop. If he was here in Zhongyuan, he would definitely suspect that he was confused just now.
Alas.
How could I think of that slug? It's unlucky.
Dazai Osamu continued to look at Kanyo Kiyowa suspiciously.
“…”
“…………”
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ah.
This feeling of being fooled.
Dazai Osamu had a strong urge to wake up his friend and let him explain. The young man with his eyes raised his body slightly and stared at the sleeping face that was not declining and peacefully. After a while, he was unwilling to lie back, and hummed softly and began to brew sleepiness.
late at night.
In the dark and sweet city sleep, white fog rises.
The night in Yokohama is a paradise of dark roads. Now, the dark music of blood and screams still echoes in the paradise, but it is slightly different from the past.
It's the first new song.
Shibusawa Ryuko stood on the unmanned rooftop, overlooking the most chaotic area of the city.
The fog dissipates.
The young man with long white hair raised his head slightly, letting the wind in the sky blow across his face, his eyes as bright as blood-drinking as if he was drinking blood, looking at the dark blue and dark curtain in the sky. His expression was a bit melancholy and tired, and his hands were waving gracefully, as if he was holding an invisible baton.
——After the command, the cruel mist that took the life of the superpowers emerged again.
"My friend, I don't seem to be in a good mood."
In the early morning, Fedor sat in the window seat, slowly swaying the bright red wine in his glass, and whispered to himself, "Or, are you in a good mood?"
"guest."
The sweet-faced waitress seemed to notice the movement of his lips and walked over here, "Is there anything I can serve you?"
"No, thank you."
Feodor showed a weak and harmless smile, "Sorry, I was humming just now."