Mori Chef's self-cultivation

After determining the source of the sense of disobedience, Kurihara Tsubasa simply propped up his upper body, as if to deliberately scare the feline, shortened the distance between the two, and looked up and down at the man in front of him.

Of course, he can't directly ask questions like "Have we ever done this?" Even if there is no external interference, based on his understanding, there is absolutely no way to get the truth from the other party - in order to ensure the man's Face and control of his loyalty, Mr. Sen will definitely give a positive answer.

And in this way, he, as the questioner, will fall into a disadvantage instead, attracting rounds of temptations.

After all, how could he, as one of the parties involved, not know exactly what happened between the two of them?It's really weird.

In order not to startle the snake, he quickly entered the state of being inexplicably pressed into the social animal state, tilted his head, and changed the lines in his mouth freely: "Why did Mr. Sen call me here? I always feel that if you just want to It's too selfish to satisfy yourself, don't you think?"

"Mr. She is still as bad as ever."

First of all, the master is quite adaptable to the changing style of the cat owner, his expression has never changed at all, as if he was ready to brake suddenly when he was seduced by him, and even calmly helped him back the long messy hair on his cheek On the side of the ear, Cai just responded in a warm voice: "Recently, you have done many missions with Mr. Nakaya, and you should have gotten used to the work within the organization, so I want to arrange you and Mr. Akutagawa as partners to carry out the new mission. wheel task."

"Eh? Don't you have any vacation time at all? You are such a devil—" Thinking about the mission report that Alice said before, the pink-haired boy immediately understood how badly he had been tortured, and immediately complained in a long voice .

Even if he is well aware of the oppressive nature of the other party, he will definitely not let go of such a useful labor force as himself, but once the imagined picture falls into reality, he still feels an unacceptable sense of suffocation.

——He really doesn't like to go to work, obviously the former Mr. Mori was very willing...

What would you like?Are you raising him?Let him be an innocent kitten who lives by being cute?It's completely impossible.

Confused by the strange thoughts looming in his head, he frowned subconsciously again, falling into an unknown fugue.

That appearance made the man in front of him instinctively vigilant, but he couldn't figure out the source of everything, and he still had a lot of business to do, so he said thoughtfully: "Mr. She seems to be very tired, how about , go to the back room and have a good sleep? Anyway, it’s not a particularly urgent task, so let’s meet up with Akutagawa-kun later.”

"Well, okay."

Seeing that the opportunity of laziness was presented to him, Kurihara would not let it go, and hurriedly jumped off the table happily, and followed Alice who had been waiting for a long time into the special lounge in the chief's office area.

In the past, only one person, Mori Ogai, could enter here. He would not even do things like cleaning and changing the interior decorations. He maintained a consistent cautious and suspicious style, so the interior felt very private, almost like a It's like a mezzanine space created out of thin air by magic.

The cat owner who was lucky enough to walk into it looked up at the high roof structure and the retro European decoration, and couldn't help but feel that the air became heavy together, as if it was full of condensed desire for power, and there was no casual atmosphere at all.

——Is it really possible to sleep well in a place like this?

If it were an ordinary person of the same age as him, I am afraid that special film scenes such as horror and haunted houses will pop up in his mind at this moment. atmosphere.

Fortunately, he was very courageous, so he didn't feel afraid. At most, he used the little blond loli who accompanied him on the bed as a pillow to improve the overall comfort.

It's a pity that before he started his wonderful sleep time, he heard a call from the leader of Gang Hei, who was handling the work alone, asking the supernatural body beside him to get out quickly, and not to disturb him by touching the cat (exclusively behind his back) rest.

Perhaps seeing the essence through the phenomenon, the little blond loli stood up reluctantly, and immediately complained loudly with a face full of reluctance, not leaving any trouble for her maker, "Are you afraid that me and Miaomiao will do something alone? What's the matter, stingy Rintaro! Since you don't want my help, you should do it yourself!"

The word "上" was used very delicately, causing the big cat behind her who was trying to replace the owner with a pillow to slump down, his whole face buried in the soft bed, leaving only the long hair on the top of his head up. The long hair kept shaking with the ups and downs of his body - don't get me wrong, it was definitely not shyness that shivered, but that he controlled himself not to laugh too loudly, and endured it very hard.

There's no way, Mr. Chief, who almost has no time to do bad things, is so pitiful!

But then again, according to the age difference and strength value of the two people, he doesn't think he must be the one in the lower position... Ah, if Mr. Mori cried and begged him, it might soften his attitude, However, changing the upper and lower positions doesn't seem to affect his result of eating people up and wiping them clean.

The person who can't get out of bed the next day is definitely not yourself.He is very confident about it.

The pink-haired boy who has read countless technical books and can be called a theoretical veteran driver thought wildly, and fell into a light sleep unconsciously, his body habitually tucked into a circle, like a cat with its tail in its mouth It seems that there is no intention to change the posture for a long time.

There is a sense of tranquility in that picture, which makes people feel that their body and mind have been greatly relaxed when they look at it.

But in fact, Kurihara Tsutomu in his sleep did not get the peace and happiness he deserved. It seemed that there were many people talking to him constantly, weaving a giant net of reality and illusion for him——

"Ignore the lives of others and go your own way. Is this the character a doctor should have? Sure enough, entering the other world will only make your dark side continue to magnify, dragging more innocent people into the water before completely engulfing yourself .”

"You're blocking the light source, Your Excellency Fukuzawa, please don't talk too much, just get out of the way, how about it?"

"The child clearly said..."

"President, he must have touched some crucial information, why don't we wait and see—"

"But bleeding like this, how can you save your life...Are you sure he's really fine?"

"He risked his life to gamble on a possibility, don't waste his determination."

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The conversation quickly turned into a messy and noisy staccato, like a harsh symphony played irregularly, which caused pain in the eardrums, extending all the way to the heart, and then slammed down hard.

"Hoo, hoo...!"

Kurihara Tsuru, who was caught in a nightmare, struggled to open his eyelids. He couldn't tell where he was for a while, but felt that his body was firmly nailed by a transparent sharp weapon, so that even breathing was followed by heart-piercing pain. The pain caused him to break out in a thin cold sweat instantly, almost piercing through the clothes on his back.

He had suffered too much trauma, the more he felt something was wrong, the more he wanted to break free immediately, so he clenched his fingers tightly like a stress reaction, creating more pain to fight against it.The neatly trimmed nails were inserted into the palm of the hand, not only burned the pinch mark like a half moon, but also pierced into the skin, mercilessly drawing bloody fingerprints.

That behavior that could be called masochistic finally succeeded in helping him get rid of the abnormality, and the next moment he turned over nimbly, standing on the side of the bed, calming down his slightly shortness of breath.

——What the hell is going on, nightmare?Or was it tricked by someone?It seems that there are more and more things that are wrong...

He has come into contact with supernatural beings who can create mental hallucinations. If it is said that he encountered an accident when he was on a mission before, it can be regarded as an explanation for the current situation.But maybe it was the disadvantage of thinking too much, which made him unable to believe the judgment without evidence. Now after thinking about it, he decided to ask the superior who was said to be leading him to carry out the mission for inside information.

He walked out of the closed bedroom, and unexpectedly found that the owner of the room was still diligently correcting the documents, and the supernatural body in charge of acting as the mascot was much more relaxed. At the moment, he was so bored that he needed to pass the time by eating snacks. Seeing him reappear Immediately dropped the things in his hands, and trotted over, "Meow, play games with me!"

"Oh, I have to go to work, Miss."

The pink-haired boy was distracted by all kinds of doubts spreading from the bottom of his heart, but he didn't pay attention to the reason why he called the other party "Little Miss". Send it to my email, see you~"

The arrogant guy who dared to ask his boss for the email version openly, he is the only one in the whole organization, even Dazai Osamu has never asked for similar privileges - I know, the happiest thing is to act like a baby with your own breeder , cat owners are very picky.

"Wait a minute, Mr. She."

In the end, under the premise that he thought he was safe and ready to run away, the man who didn't look up stopped him, and said in a tone that couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad: "Before you leave, at least say goodbye to me."

Whether it is the other party's attitude or words, they all reveal signs of abnormal awareness. If his psychological quality is not firm enough, he may jump out of the window and escape on the spot to avoid the BE ending of the canary in the cage.

However, it was really difficult for him to refuse all the requests related to Mori Ogai, so he finally turned around at this moment, and walked to the desk honestly, maintaining a state of being face to face with the other party.With some obstacles, at least there is some time left to react when something goes wrong, so as not to be caught on the spot.

First of all, will the gentleman suspect that he has the intention of betrayal?In case of turning his back on him and not allowing him to go out, should he choose to forcefully leave to pursue the truth, or trust the intermittent memory fragments in his head and stay with "Mr. Mori"...

Compared with Mr. Chief who just throws the work to him, he really prefers—who is it?

"Don't show that expression again, Mr. She."

The black-haired man sighed lowly, wondering if he wanted to redeem his cold-blooded and ruthless image, at this moment he spread his calloused right hand and said to him: "Show me your hand... don't worry, it's just helping you treat the wound." .”

Inexplicably, Kurihara subconsciously resisted his overtures. He always felt that once his heart softened, he would fall into the fog of the unknown, so when he turned his head and opened his mouth, it was an unstoppable swearing.

"—I heard that saliva can also be disinfected, do you want to lick it clean for me?"