Mori Chef's self-cultivation

It was the first time Mr. Chief, who enjoyed the scene of loli turning into a royal sister, stood up very strongly.

Although he is an out-and-out lolicon, and he clearly emphasized that his hobby is about 12-year-old girls, but he has never really committed any despicable illegal acts.What's more, being forced by Kurihara Tsubasa again and again, his orientation is no longer as firm as it was at the beginning, so his mood is still calm at this moment, and there is no violent fluctuation as imagined.

But as the other party slowly fastened the buttons, and the figure under the coat became more and more clearly outlined, his brows furrowed unconsciously.

It is impossible for a top medical student to fail to distinguish the difference between male and female skeletons.

In the line of sight, although the thin and straight figure is very moving, especially the waistline is so narrow that it seems unbearable to be grasped, but the hipbones connected under it are not as wide as they should be, and it seems that it starts from the navel when covered by the coat. Long legs, excessively slender and full of strength.

——Strange, everything seemed to be normal not long ago... Could it be another new trick created by supernatural powers?

The smile on the black-haired man's lips gradually faded.

However, when his brain is wide open, it is easier for him to think of words such as "transformation". For example, not only can he change his age, but he can also temporarily replace his female body with a male body, and maybe his face will also change.

Under normal circumstances, it is definitely an extremely convenient and easy-to-use ability, very suitable for completing various infiltration tasks.

As long as the supernatural beings have a strong psychological quality, they can withstand the sugar-coated shells of the outside world, concentrate on serving the port mafia, and even send them to other organizations or governments for long-term undercover, and return various confidential information.

So it's definitely a treasure.

But Mr. First, who vaguely began to change his mind, couldn't maintain a normal mind at all, and reaped his results with the attitude of "how many surprises are you hiding for me?" At this moment, just maintaining a stable sitting posture has become A very hard thing, let alone take the initiative to say something.

The blond loli beside him was influenced by him, and she also didn't dare to act rashly. She could only stare blankly at the young man not far away who turned around, showing his usual beautiful smile.

"Sure enough, it's better to recover the adult body."

As if he didn't know how much impact he had brought to the man in front of him, Kurihara waved away the long hair in his coat casually, making his soft pink hair fall down like a waterfall, sparkling under the white weaving lamp , adding more sweetness to the smile on his lips.

"What do you think of Mr. Mori?" The little devil who deliberately did not choose the [Assassin] job agency to apply the concealment buff to himself asked this question on purpose.

Of course, Mr. Chief, who had lost the ability to organize his speech, had no way to respond in time. He could only watch him approaching him step by step, his bare feet stepping on the ground, like a cat with pads on the soles of his feet, without agitation. There was no movement at all.

I don't know if it's a habit, or he made up his mind to remind something, but he still uses female language, and his movements are indescribably elegant and charming.Because it is the complete opposite gender, and has a nearly devilish beauty, it doesn't look weird at all, but it magnifies the indistinguishable charm of male and female, which is particularly eye-catching.

The air in the room seemed to become a little thicker because of this, and it couldn't enter the lungs normally, so it became difficult to even breathe.

It felt like witnessing the magical reality that was unfolding. Mori Ogai saw the beautiful young man who was as beautiful as a ghost straddling his lap in the same posture as before. Whether it will be exposed after the filming - but the difference between males and females can also be found with the sense of touch, and too much cover-up seems to be redundant.

Through the fabric of the trousers, he had already intuitively felt some of the extra parts of the other party, and he had completely confirmed the guesses that emerged in his head.

——That’s right, it’s true, it’s completely turned into a man...

"Don't evade my question, Mr. First..."

Enjoying the pleasure of taking the initiative to lift his vest, the vicious guy moved closer again, making his face continue to enlarge in the man's pupils, until the moment before the tip of his nose touched, he stopped dangerously, and muttered softly in a breathy voice : "If I stay silent for too long, it will make me very sad, and then I will do a lot of bad things-is it okay?"

"... Mr. She obviously enjoys it, doesn't he?" The leader who saw through the essence of the cat master got out of the shutdown state in a trance.

Even though his spirit suffered a lot of shock, his brain still didn't stop working. He faithfully analyzed every bit of the relationship between the two of them, and finally came up with an answer that made him extremely tired: "From the very beginning, you have been Plan how to scare me. Sigh, this is too much..."

"Mr. Mori who likes loli is even more extreme." Kurihara complained half-truthfully, his bright blue eyes were no longer as round as they were when he was a child, and he looked lazy and sly when he squinted slightly, with the ability to incite others' hearts The extreme lethality of desire.

"—But the favored person is always confident. You must know that I can't really do anything to you. Instead, you can do anything to me..."

As he spoke, his right hand reached into the pocket of his coat, skillfully rummaged through it to find the scalpel in a special small box, and then calmly lifted it up to meet the man's sight.

Compared with the small dagger he used for appearances before, the tool specially used to cut skin and organs is obviously much sharper, and even the ray of light reflected from the edge seems to be able to cut a human eyeball and create a real wound.In short, it is a tool that is completely marked with a dangerous level.

At this moment, instead of imitating the original behavior pattern and tracing the silhouette of the man from a distance, he directly returned the handle of the scalpel to its original owner, and guided it to slowly approach his chest, facing the position of the heart.

"It's annoying to be tricked, so you can get in."

The pink-haired boy's smile was slowly stained with an unpredictable sense of erratic, like a pure lamb who took the initiative to sacrifice himself to the devil, with a little pious look in his eyes.But the more you understand his usual style, the more weird it is, as if you are the prey being targeted by the devil, and there is always the possibility of falling into the abyss.

Maybe he thought of something, he chuckled lightly, and said with emotion in an ambiguous manner: "Mr. Mori's technique is top-notch, it won't make me feel too painful~"

"Such words are really fatal. If you don't do it, it's like losing somewhere." The leader who interpreted the lines with an adult mind couldn't help but sighed, expressing his helplessness, but The knife in his hand deflected slightly in the next second, and touched the nearest button instead, taking it away from its original position with a snap.

It happened to be a button that the other party casually regarded as the top cover, so the coat, which had already exposed the thin white neck and collarbone, was opened more boldly, and it slid loosely to the sides, making the slightly protruding delicate shoulder blades follow. exposed to his sight.

If it was a real woman, I'm afraid she would have covered her almost naked chest with one hand and slapped her with the other to scold the hooligans by now.

But the little devil who didn't take the usual path was not only not angry, but coquettishly urged in a long voice: "Mr. Sen, stop playing, I can't wait—"

"It's obvious that Mr. She is playing, right?"

Gradually regaining the initiative, Mori Ogai held down the end of the hilt with his thumb, causing the sharp blade to stand up and directly against the opponent's jaw.Probably because he was undefended, the outline looks very soft, as if it has been modified by a filter, with a delicate and smooth feeling that is heart-pounding, and there are bright red marks when it is touched lightly by the blade, giving people a pleasant feeling. An illusion that the rich rose juice is being squeezed.

The innate sense of beauty suppresses the scene that should have been bloody, which is extremely pleasing to the eye.

"Restore your 'real body' on your own, and then decide on the punishment method..." His eyes rolled over the young man's Adam's apple along with the falling blood, as if he was using this to touch such a sensitive place , as if putting an inescapable shackle on the other party, showing absolute possession and control, and said slowly: "It's really too cunning, Mr. She, it's very unpleasant."

"Let me guess what you're thinking... It would be too cliché to use a romantic term like "sacrifice for love", but it should actually be "fleeing", right?It seems that Mr. She has accepted the conjecture that 'he is the mastermind who caused the trouble', and decided to do the same, to try to see if he will escape after being killed, right? "

"As expected of Mr. Mori, you can see through my thoughts at a glance." Kurihara Tsuru, who could never give up his cooking skills, boasted face-to-face, then curled his lips, regretting slightly: "Actually, I really want to try it too. Let’s try to take you away together. After all, even a fake death for love is very romantic, but as you can see, the dagger I brought has become a decoration, and there is no way to play a role..."

In case, death is not the way to escape from the "world", wouldn't he really kill the leader?Really, even if he survived like that, he still couldn't escape the torment in his heart.

It's really a bad deal.

He shrugged, completely ignoring the sharp tingling sensation caused by the blade piercing the skin, raised his hand and pressed the back of the man's hand down a little bit, realigned the position of the heart, and then impatiently moved towards the direction of the scalpel .

The blade easily passed through the skin and moved deeper, causing the scarlet blood to stain the blade red, dripping down along the overlapping fingers of the two, continuously smearing the marks like red plums.

"So treat me as a test subject..."

The pink-haired boy is like a puppet lacking in pain. There is no haze in the bright blue eyes, and he even seems to have been injected with hallucinogenic drugs. His cheeks gradually flushed with a faint blush like drunkenness, and he sighed in a daze. He said: "It's okay, anyway, I'm used to this kind of thing—"

——Even if he was going to die, he would rather have his heart cut open by his beloved Mr. Mori than to be played with by a "book" and take his life away.