Mori Chef's self-cultivation

Rao is a well-informed and well-informed women's clothing boss, so he is a little speechless at the moment.

Although he has tried all kinds of magical outfits, and even often wears fake silicone breast pads in order to get closer to Yujie's image, but he can't accept lace-style underwear.

It's not some masculine pride at work, but...

"This thing is simply a design that lacks humanity."

He picked up the beautifully packaged bag in disgust, subconsciously glanced at the price marked on it, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Apart from cohabiting with her boyfriend for fun and so on, probably few women would choose fancy underwear, right?It's better not to torture yourself too much.

It seems that he has to educate the guy who doesn't know how to be considerate of women.

After a simple wash, Kurihara wrapped up the bathrobe that had served as pajamas all night, moved all the packaging bags placed on the sink to the bed, and then hugged his shoulders to wait for the return of the missing person.

In fact, he marked Yato as a teammate through his ability yesterday, so now he can perceive that the other party is not far away. He probably found another place to rest and rectify or do private affairs. He probably felt that the time was almost the same and he had already rushed The trend of coming to the hotel.

If it weren't for this, he really doubted whether the other party was teased too hard and chose to run away temporarily.

So the poor god who tiptoed into the bedroom with breakfast just raised his eyes, and saw the pink-haired "girl" in the first second who rarely took off her smile, and sat cross-legged with no expression on her face, as if preparing to interrogate the prisoner.

Reflexively, he started to hesitate, and stood at attention against the wall.

"Sit next to me, Yato-san."

The voice that came from not far away was a little lazy and hoarse, but it didn't contain any anger. It made people subconsciously think of cats patting the ground with their tails to express their dissatisfaction.

No matter how fierce it is, at most it will be scratched by two paws, which is not painful to him at all.

The blue-haired boy who was blinded by the illusion mustered up his courage and approached.

Perhaps because he was too close, he could easily smell what kind of shampoo the other party had used, and it blended with the light breath catalyzed by body temperature in the collar, forming a very pleasant smell.

Instinctively, he moved closer again.

As a result, unexpectedly, a light light fell from the top of his head and asked, "Mr. Yato, what do you want to do?"

"I want to sleep..."

Yato, who habitually found a shrine for the night and fell asleep with the cold wind, couldn't bear the atmosphere at this moment. He consciously uttered the most authentic heartfelt voice, and saw that his whole head was about to lie on a soft and comfortable knee pillow.

Ah~ The knee pillow service of a beautiful girl is the dream of all men!

——He dares to swear that he is really not a hooligan, eh!

The result can be imagined, the natural black (in his eyes) immediately rolled up the corners of his lips, as if countless flowers bloomed behind him in an instant, which made his smile extraordinarily bright, and even his voice added a lot of sweetness.

"sleep?"

The other party reached out to clamp his fluffy head and twisted it up, forcing him to look up at himself from a strange angle, so that he could cheer up and listen to his miserable fate.

"—Of course the cute girl will sleep with the cute girl, is Yato-san going to be my 'sister'?"

"Quack-"

Because the whole face is squeezed into a shape similar to that of a duck, his strange calls are all of the same style, which is very funny to listen to.

But he himself obviously didn't think it was funny. At this moment, he suddenly hallucinated that there were huge scissors closing back and forth in the air with a "click click", which made his hair stand on end in fright, and he wished to shake his head to make an afterimage.

He doesn't want to bid farewell to his OO at a young age (?), help—!

"Don't worry, I'm not a devil after all."

As if pleased by his terrified eyes, the pink-haired boy let go of his hand, turned around and grabbed a set of sailor suit and lace underwear from the bed, and threw them to the large canine creature instinctively clutching his crotch, then turned his head up. He raised his legs and shook them slowly.

"Wearing the same women's clothing, we are still good friends, Mr. Yato should have no objection?"

"I……"

The perpetrator who didn't know that he hit the muzzle of the gun widened his eyes, his face that had been deformed before turned white and green in an instant, and finally froze in a flush of shame, almost as if he wanted to find a seam to bury himself in.

And after looking at other people's pain masks, Kurihara Tsubasa's depression was barely overcome - no way, he really had no other clothes to change and wash, even if he was uncomfortable, he had to make do with it, and ran around wearing anti-human lace styles.

Well, when I'm having a hard time, I must never make Team Pig feel better.

This should be regarded as another kind of blessings and hardships:)

After tossing for a while, the two finally managed to leave the temporary stronghold and set foot on the road of taking the Shinkansen.

According to preliminary estimates, it takes about two transfers, and you can reach the center of Yokohama in five to ten minutes, and then you can see the shadow of the orphanage after walking for about half an hour.

But Kurihara Wataru didn't intend to go there directly.

The reason is just like what I was worried about before. Right now, he has not raised his HP and MP back to the peak, which means that he cannot switch to the strongest job agency. Going to Mori Ogai rashly will only bring disaster to the other party, and cannot provide sufficient protection measures at all. .

Sure enough, it's better to investigate the situation around...

"Let, let me go up there..."

A faint begging sound from beside him interrupted his train of thought.Whether it is understood from the literal meaning or the real content, there is a sense of weakness that is about to ascend to heaven, and people can't help but want to care about the other party's situation.

The cruel little pink-haired devil was unmoved, and leisurely blew on his bright and clean nails.

Seeing this, the guy who was forced to wear the girlfriend's outfit almost hugged the boss's leg and wept bitterly on the spot, sincerely repenting what he had done, but because the too short skirt would disappear if he didn't leave it, he pulled it awkwardly On the edge of it, it continued to maintain an awkward posture and carefully bent down to talk to him.

"Don't torment me, woo woo woo..."

Yato's handsome face was completely crumpled, as if he was performing a stunt of the unity of the five senses, and his nose was covered with tears, and he made a sticky sound like a new species, "At least let me go It's really, really embarrassing if there are few places..."

"How come? Well, Mr. Yato, haven't you heard that there are only zero times and countless times for women's clothing? If you get used to it, you will fall in love with it~"

The real master of women's clothing clarified the mystery in one word, completely speaking in the tone of someone who has experienced it.

The blue-haired boy, who didn't know the truth, felt isolated and helpless. The more he listened, the more he wanted to cry, and strongly accused the cat owner of what could be called torture.

They should be thankful that they missed the morning rush hour. At this moment, the people in the car are basically all tourists, each looking down at the map in their hands or chatting with their companions, but no one has the time to pay attention to other people's movements.

What's more, the hidden buff that comes with the god is effective for a long time. Unless he moves too much and actively reveals his whereabouts, no one will notice his existence at all.

In other words, it was just the hurdle in his heart that he couldn't get over.

Perhaps because he felt that the other party was too noisy, Kurihara Tsubasa, who wanted to concentrate on thinking, simply switched the positions of the two, and placed the god who had lost his dignity in the safe area created by his arms and walls.

Then he raised his head and asked patiently, "Does it feel better this way? Just think of me as the only one watching you, it's so cute."

"Okay, much better..."

After enjoying the real female preferential treatment, Yato, who is not used to it, stuttered and responded. He didn't know where to put his watery dog ​​eyes, so he had to use his too long forehead to cover himself Sight.

——It feels like the roles are reversed...

Although the guy in front of him often has a Yamato Nadeko-like expression, but the occasional imposing manner always makes him unconsciously imitate the sexually transformed (?) version of Kurihara Wataru in his mind.

If the other party is a man, I'm afraid it will be quite popular.

Not only is the appearance good, but the personality is also the popular natural black and natural flirtatious style nowadays, hiding the essence of the carnivorous type under the appearance of the herbivorous type, it must be very easy to touch the heartstrings of women.

Maybe even men... stop, stop, he has no tendency to bend!

Pulling back his random and divergent thinking in time, he passed the rest of the journey in silence, but he didn't know that he actually missed the truth, and almost detected the other party's disguise with his intuition.

If Kurihara Wataru were to comment on this, he would definitely think that Yato is the real natural dog breed, and it is a deadly threat to cats who like to hide little secrets.

Even if he can cut the vest, using the hidden buff that comes with the [Assassin] probably won't have much effect—in order to make his disguise more perfect, he hangs up a job post that was originally used for assassination methods every day, and makes himself alive. With the buff, it has been developed into a gender cheating device, which is enough to hide the eyes and ears of all human beings.

He dared to say that if Dean Mori hadn't known his gender from the beginning and met him in other scenes, he would definitely be able to hide until the critical moment of entering the marriage hall.

It's really fate that didn't give him a chance to turn things around.

The two people who were thinking about each other suspended the communication and immersed themselves in their respective worlds. They didn't recover until the sweet arrival notice came from the radio, and they got out of the car with the bustling crowd.

The unique humid breath of the sea breeze blows over, bringing a little sticky heat, as if adding more than half the weight to each strand of hair.

The pink-haired boy with a clear face took out a hair tie and held it in his mouth. He straightened his troublesome long hair with both hands, trying to comb it into a high ponytail for easy movement.

But an undetectable smell of gunpowder stopped all his movements.

"Is there someone fighting nearby..."

"It should be someone from the Mafia."

The god who often walked around the streets answered his doubts, then scratched the back of his neck, and said with some embarrassment: "That's why I don't trust you to act alone. Although Yokohama has been better in recent years than before, but The turmoil of land grabs has never stopped, especially at night, it is extremely unsafe."

"Strange, I remember that the port mafia is already the leader. Which group of desperate guys want to grab the territory?"

Kurihara recalled the known information, and his expression became more and more puzzled.

People like him who have been in a coma for two years have heard about the great achievements of the port mafia in recent years from various channels after waking up. It is said that because of its rapid expansion, both black and white are He was extremely vigilant, and sent many killers to assassinate the leaders of Hong Kong gangsters, but all of them failed.

Of course, in order to ensure his own safety, the other party also paid the price of almost staying at home, staying in retreat in the dark office every day, living like an otaku guarding the computer and injecting his soul.

If it were him, Kurihara thought he might go crazy.

After all, in such a high-pressure living environment, facing the crisis of assassination and heavy work pressure every day, giving up all rest and entertainment time, being able to survive is simply out of the scope of human beings.

Dun must have seen that fairy-like immediate boss.

If he hadn't been suddenly attacked by a suspected "book" force, maybe he would have taken time to inquire about the specific situation in order to satisfy his ever-growing curiosity.

Now... Forget it, what does the leader of the port mafia look like, and whether he lives a quality of life, what does it have to do with him?

"We can't talk about the leader for the time being, can we?"

Yato denied his statement, then lowered his voice and whispered to him pretending to be mysterious: "Recently, I heard that a foreign force smuggled into Yokohama and openly provoked the port mafia. At present, the two sides are at a serious stalemate .”

"—So you have to remember, if you accidentally meet foreigners, don't communicate with them, so as not to get into unnecessary trouble."

The author has something to say: (?▽｀) Finally entered the border of Yokohama, Kuriko and Yato have set up iconic flags...

There are currently two small clues + hints that can be marked:

1. Xiao Lizi only knows that Dazai is Dun Dun's adopter

2. The main world time is not synchronized with the IF world time

The next thing is to start doing things (rubbing hands

PS: I hope the babies have time to stick with my favorite ones. Everyone hugs together to keep warm. It’s really cold in winter (/ω＼)

感谢在2020-11-2420:16:11~2020-11-2521:44:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Momozawa Rabbit;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!