Mori Chef's self-cultivation

Even if he is the leader of the Brain School, it is absolutely impossible for him to think of the intersection and specific content of Yuru Kurihara and himself in parallel time and space when he has a small amount of evidence, which can be regarded as almost no evidence.

In other words, he lacks the most crucial information, which makes him unable to accurately predict the next move of the person in front of him.

With such disadvantageous prerequisites, being able to achieve the current seemingly equal negotiation is already beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

But unfortunately, it was far from enough for him to make a complete comeback.

So after a stalemate of torturing his soul, he had to (temporarily) give up his principles and hobbies of bad taste, and chose to use a roundabout way to please the cat owner who was about to get it, "...no matter what kind of Shejun, I like them all .”

Well, the impeccable perfect score answer made him fully experience the life and death of his girlfriend brought about by the delayed first spring.

However, his opportunistic answer did not satisfy the pink-haired boy. In order to completely reverse his bad habit, the other party simply broke the news.

"I already know that Alice is your humanoid supernatural body. The so-called 'killing' by Dazai-kun is actually due to the effect of the elimination department's supernatural ability, nullifying her existence."

Although it is well known in the organization that he dotes on the blonde loli and is keen to change her clothes, except for the high-level inside the port mafia, no one knows Alice's real identity, so when Kurihara revealed the almost secret After receiving the same information, his expression immediately changed slightly, and he subconsciously pursed his light-colored thin lips.

The feeling of being seen through is obviously not very good.

Fortunately, the boy who has a special affection for Mori Ogai has the talent of a love brain. Even if he is trying to target his weakness, it is definitely different from the starting point of the hostile organization.

"Since you keep saying 'fancy' me, how about changing her into my appearance?"

The little devil, who was thinking of something, slowly approached, almost touching his forehead, making the warm breath intertwined, creating the illusion of intimacy, "Would you like it?"

The concealment buff applied is continuously reduced.

The slightly hoarse and neutral voice, the magical beauty hidden under the black cloak, and the slightly cold and frosty fragrance were revealed to him unreservedly at this moment, which was like a cheating crit effect.

As a man, he knows how big the difference is between having a code and having sex. It is no exaggeration to describe it as one in the sky and one in the earth.

Although he has always emphasized that his hunting range is young girls around the age of 12, he still has to admit at this moment that it is really difficult for him to resist the sudden sense of amazement.

——Miss Yu...seems pretty good.

There seems to be nothing wrong with describing the activities in his brain as being obsessed with ghosts. When he reacted, he found that he had already proved his approval with actions——Alice, who had been summoned to appear, was standing beside her with condemning eyes look at him.

Of course, it was still the version of the cute little loli, but she obviously sensed his wavering.

"Ah, Rintaro!"

Alice initiated the final struggle on behalf of his conscience (?), accusing with a bit of grief and indignation: "As a human being, you must face your own hobbies honestly, and you cannot lose your human rights just to raise a cat!"

"This..." He couldn't help but feel ashamed because of this, with a pitiful face that couldn't bear the blow and was crumbling, he didn't dare to argue a word at all.

Oh, what a mistake to say.

Facing his supernatural body, he has always had no psychological burden. No matter how embarrassing his appearance is, he can perform to the fullest. He is completely a standard middle-aged lolicon image.

How humble and humble, as if she was the master who gave orders.

The pink-haired "girl" raised her brows when she saw this, but she didn't show any disgust on her face. Instead, she leaned over to approach the angry Alice, and at the same time raised a finger and pointed in her direction, beckoning with a smile: " Doesn’t Missy like keeping cats?”

"...Barely, barely."

In the final analysis, it was she who first wanted to keep a cat, and then specially asked her own creator to set up a net to catch it. She had no right to protest at the moment, so she glanced away guiltily.

As a result, the feline, who was good at attacking breeders, didn't give her a chance to evade. It just turned its head and gave her a sweet "meow~".

"???"

"Meow meow~"

Kurihara changed the name again, not forgetting that at the moment when she turned her head instinctively, she put the middle and index fingers of her left and right hands together and compared them to the top of her head, artificially made a pair of cat ears on the spot, and "humbly" asked her: "How is it? Do you like me more then?"

If it wasn't for the little bit of self-esteem left, even the supernatural body that was fabricated into a human form couldn't help shouting "You foul!", and then rushed to rua to ruthlessly seduce the bad guy.But in order to ensure her status in the future, she had no choice but to raise her head pretending to be cold, and commented in a critical tone: "For the sake of your hard work, I will make an exception and help you once."

After finishing speaking, she quickly grabbed the arm of the man beside her and shook it, shaking Mr. Chief who was witnessing the NTR live version out of his sluggish state.

Mori Ogai's stupid hair on top of his head shook in a daze.

Although he had read similar scenes through Alice's memory, and understood that it was not the first time that the other party had actively released his charm, after all, he had a strong sense of substitution, so he didn't find it strange... But from the perspective of a third party, it has not yet been revealed. The scumbag that left his lap turned around to please another person, it was really too subtle.

Now he really wanted to repeat the previous question and return it to Tsuru Kurihara intact.

— How many people have you sent similar signals to?How many good owners are there!

"Don't be dazed, Mr. Mori—"

She could clearly understand the turmoil in his heart, but the pink-haired "girl" put on an extremely innocent face, and reminded with a soft and long tone: "We can't waste any more time~ You know, cooperate with me!" Even if the guys here don’t like to use their brains, it’s impossible for me to stay here for a long time.”

The relaxed atmosphere that had just risen was disrupted by a few words, and returned to the heavy reality.

The black-haired man ignored his off-line thoughts, and immediately returned to his usual calm demeanor, as if he was not trapped in a small interrogation room, but was sitting behind the large leader's desk as usual, manipulating the overall situation in a leisurely manner. "Since you want to try, let's give it a go."

Even though the two of them have been chatting gags and have not communicated anything serious, they still know each other's thoughts well, as if they have an extraordinary tacit understanding, relying on brainwaves to happily finalize the deceitful plan.

Immediately afterwards, the petite supernatural body transformed into an exact replica of Kurihara Tsuru's appearance and voice, and even his words and deeds carried his unique temperament, which can be called amorous feelings.

She touched her face, and asked with a coquettish smile, "How~?"

"Not to mention fooling others, even I feel like I'm looking in a mirror." The pink-haired boy stretched out his hand out of curiosity to touch the other side of her cheek, and then looked sideways at the other side while maintaining this movement. The capable master asked again, "What do you think, Mr. Mori?"

With two sisters at the same time, the beauty is naturally doubled.

Mori Ogai suddenly had the weird sense of sight that the ancient monarch harvested a pair of sisters, which further impacted the lolicon attributes that have been stationed in his brain all year round, and consolidated its previous reverse love.

——Miss Yu, it seems really good!

"Pfft."

The two identical "girls" covered their lips and smiled at the same time. If it weren't for the slightly different clothes, it would be impossible to tell which one is the right one.

Kurihara finally stood up lazily, took off the black cloak and helped Alice put it on, and then whispered as he approached: "Listen, wait until you get out, you want to say this..."

After the pink-haired girl walked out the door humming a little tune contentedly, she saw a gloomy atmosphere outside the room, especially the silver-haired man sitting firmly in the middle of the sofa, exuding a frightening cold murderous aura.

Probably caught the sound of closing the door, Gide raised his head suddenly, and locked on her with a pair of scarlet pupils as sharp as a falcon.

She casually tore off the black cloak used for camouflage, revealing a harmless and beautiful face, then smiled and said: "Why, did you run into a wall at Osamu Dazai's side?"

"He said he wanted to meet you."

Perhaps comforted by her attitude of not evading, the man who was originally full of anger couldn't help calming down a bit, and tried his best to suppress the questioning in his tone, "No matter which side you are from, anyway, he won't let you go until he sees you." Be willing to answer well."

"Well, what a difficult guy, then I'll go meet him~"

"I'm with you."

Since the alliance between the two parties is temporary, the man's trust in Kurihara She is not high at all, and now he is unwilling to let her act alone, so he quickly stood up and personally escorted her into the room like a guard escorting a prisoner. house.

In order to avoid the leakage of information about "that" thing and cause natural disasters, he of course waved his hands and dismissed his subordinates, leaving only himself and the heart players in the same room.

The black-haired boy with most of his face wrapped in bandages did not have the nervousness that a hostage should have. As soon as he met, he greeted him first with a warm attitude: "Are you okay? Oh, I'm really worried. "

"Thanks to Mr. Dazai, he is still alive."

The pink-haired girl responded with a half-smile, as if she was really implicated by him and fell into a dangerous situation, and went straight to the point impatiently: "What exactly did you want to say when you came to me?"

"I don't want to communicate with rude men—"

Speaking of lines that were willful or complaining, Osamu Dazai curled his lips angrily, bringing the pampered young master's temper to the extreme, but every word he said was full of interlocking traps.

"So, I will trouble you to be a transit point."

He looked critically at the girl in front of him, his gaze swept across the prom dress she was wearing, and the corners of his lips changed into an upward arc, slowly deepening his smile.

"I can tell you everything he wants to know. As for how you convey it, it's a problem between you two."

"I think you shouldn't lie to him?"

There should be no guy in the world who knows how to sow dissension better than Osamu Dazai.