Perfect Lover Interpretation Plan

Under Zhongyuan Zhongye's sincere request for krypton gold, Bai...she didn't want to refuse at all!

But at the same time, she also felt a little lonely, that is, the client was too generous, and she only knew that spending money would not give her a chance to secretly poke and tease her!

That does not work!

In order to have more fun in the future, Bai immediately decided to temporarily krypton gold to unlock a bedroom room to change clothes. As for the bathroom and the like, he had to do tasks to obtain it. Task!

Bai and Nakahara Chuya were both very satisfied with this handling method.

Knowing that Bai can change his clothes in the bedroom in the future, without risking being peeped by the leader, Zhong Yuanzhong immediately heaved a sigh of relief and felt a lot more at ease.

And it turns out that he was indeed a wise move, because Mori Ogai called him over almost the day after the white update ended.

He said that he wanted to play with the upgraded Shiro for a while, but Mori Ogai unceremoniously kicked him out of the house and forcibly kept his mobile phone.

Ignoring Chuya Nakahara, who seemed extremely tangled behind closed doors, Mori Ogai turned on his phone, full of praise for the 3D image.

"It's really well done, the proportion of the body is almost perfect, oh, is there a touch system, can you feel my fingers, Bai Jiang~"

Shiro still couldn't get used to the idiotic smile on this man's face even after seeing it a few times, she dealt with Mori Ogai with a dry smile the whole time, trying her best to be well-behaved and harmless.

And when Mori Ogai started to study the mall system, this feeling of pain and happiness was extremely obvious.

"The shopping mall system is exactly as I expected. There are a lot of fluffy little skirts in it. It's really a blessing to be able to change clothes for Bai Jiang."

"Hmm... why don't you buy all the skirts and try them out, Bai Jiang must look good in anything."

Spitting out such terrible lines, Mori Ogai didn't even look at the taskbar system, and directly chose krypton gold.

50!Another 50! !

Shiro, who can get 100 million yen bills in two days, is instantly at ease.

Sure enough, this kind of dangerous organization is rich and big boss, wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow, thanks to Osamu Dazai for introducing her such a great benefactor I don’t want to work hard anymore!

This is where supreme happiness comes.

However, what awaits her next is an endless hell of dressing up.

Mori Ogai will not be like Nakahara Chuya, who is afraid to toss her, just choose something that can be worn and then finish the change.

On the contrary, Mori Ogai's whole body is rushing to change clothes. He seems to be able to experience the wonderful happiness in changing the girl's clothes. Once he starts, he can't stop at all.

But he won't urge Bai to change clothes quickly when he is in the bedroom, it seems that waiting for this process is also something worth aftertaste.

"Ah, sure enough, my vision is correct, Bai Jiang is so cute, and can control various styles."

"One more time ~ one more time, wear this."

Bai was exhausted both physically and mentally, but he still obediently accepted the gift that fell from the sky.

If she has a hot personality like Alice, she can refuse to try it on, anyway, Mori Ogai will not really pose any danger to her.

However, Bai is soft and cute, as non-aggressive as a bunny, she readily accepts everything, and will not have the idea of ​​​​refusing.

Seeing such whiteness, the corners of Mori Ogai's lips gradually evoked a satisfied smile, and he couldn't help stroking the top of the girl's head with his fingertips, and said softly, "Well, very good."

"...Rin Taro as long as he likes it." The girl blushed shyly and gave a reply that pleased him.

However, Mori Ogai was even more excited to open the dressing interface and had a great time playing.

This long dress-up game finally came to an end when Zhong Yuan Zhong also knocked on the door.

Looking at Shiro who had returned to Zhongya Nakahara, Mori Ogai clasped his hands on his chin, sighed regretfully, and then laughed softly: "Let's stop here today, let's play together next time." Oh, white sauce~"

A strange halo appeared in the purple eyes.

White:"……"

pain!

Help! !

Can't stand it, can't stand it!

When she was lying in her mobile phone and pretending to be dead, Zhong Yuan Zhong also took the initiative to turn off her mobile phone, even turning it off.

After confirming that Bai could not hear the next conversation, Zhong Yuan put his hands behind his back and reported the task just now:

"Boss, the investigation has been completed."

"Oh?" Mori Ogai casually stroked the hair in front of his forehead, some black hair scattered with his movements, slightly covering the profundity emerging from those purple pupils, "The result?"

"I didn't find the location of the remittance. The other party seems to have a top hacker, not inferior to the technical staff of our organization. I'm sorry." Zhong Yuan bowed his head and apologized respectfully.

He was ordered by Mori Ogai to secretly find the coordinates of the person who developed the AI ​​​​Shiro without telling Shiro, and presented all the information to Mori Ogai.

However, the result made him miss nothing, not to mention the coordinates, he didn't even catch the shadow of this person at all.

It seems that there is a mysterious force preventing their search.

"..." The result of this made Mori Ogai slightly surprised.

In any case, his port mafia is also an organization with the most advanced technology in the country. It can't even locate a mere address, which is obviously very weird.

But this also further proves the mystery of the person who designed the white.

Why this person designed Bai, the AI ​​lover, and why he gave her to Zhongya Zhongyuan is a mystery.

Mori Ogai faintly smelled some shady secret in it, and became more and more interested in this matter.

And the instigator of the true invisible secret - Dazai Osamu, is still wandering around Yokohama with a big swagger.

No one would involve him in this matter.

At this time, Osamu Dazai was playing with a newly bought plastic fishing rod, and hung a fluffy doll on the fishing rod. He just grabbed the end of the fishing rod recklessly, and deliberately brought the doll to the young cat on the ground. .

Shake a few times, move two steps away, shake a few more times.

The cat was lazily standing on the ground in a daze, but when it felt something soft approaching, its ears twitched, its eyes turned slightly, and soon it met the ugly doll.

"..."

Speechlessly staring at the doll that kept approaching her as if deliberately provocative, the white cat's eyes gradually moved up, and finally landed on Dazai Osamu who was smiling with a mean face.

... Well, it's amazing, looking at the weird smile on his mouth, why is he so angry.

She can no longer control her eager paws, but as an elegant kitten, she must restrain her temper at any time to be perfect.

Therefore, the white cat perfectly ignored Osamu Dazai's provocation, turned his head aside, and turned his eyes away.

But even so, Osamu Dazai still didn't let her go, and controlled the fishing rod to touch the white cat's cheeks, top of the head, and even the back continuously, harassing her.

"..." Finally couldn't bear it any longer, the white cat's forehead twitched, a flash of fierce anger flashed across the bottom of its blue eyes, and it patted the toy with its paw: "Meow~"

Being pulled by the fishing line, even if the toy is shot far away, it will rush back in the opposite direction at a certain moment, and hit the white cat's forehead with a snap.

Subconsciously taking two steps back, the cat stared at the ugly and cute toy, gritted its teeth viciously, and rushed forward to scratch and pat it.

The whole cat seemed to be controlled by anger and impulsiveness, excitedly resorted to all kinds of weird gestures to punish the toy.

Looking at this scene, Osamu Dazai couldn't help covering his stomach, rolling joyfully on the sofa, laughing loudly: "Hahahahaha."

After finally controlling his smile and lowering his head, he met the eyes of the white cat who was sitting coldly on the ground and staring at him.

For a moment, there seemed to be a murderous aura.

"Uh……"

Osamu Dazai twitched the corner of his mouth, subtly feeling some bad premonition, and smiled awkwardly, "Listen to my explanation, it's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding..."

Before he finished speaking, the little cat had already shown its sharp claws and sneered.

Misunderstand?

What kind of scumbag's lines are these!

Let her go to hell to misunderstand her! !

"Meow!!"

"Ow-!!"

The room was filled with the loud noise of a human-cat battle again.

The Armed Detective Agency was not surprised by this, and even calmly sighed, "Dazai is making the cat angry again today", and continued to immerse himself in work.

Indifferent, calm.

It perfectly interprets what it means to see too much and then naturally ignore it.

Among this group of people, Kunikida Doppo is definitely a complete workaholic, so he was frightened by Dazai Osamu's miserable cry for a moment, and then continued to work hard with a blank expression.

When he subconsciously picked up a pen to sign, the touch in his hand gave him a slight pause.

After carefully observing the pen, I suddenly realized that it seemed to be the pen of the president Fukuzawa Yukichi, and it had somehow been mixed into his pen holder.

"Oops, the president still likes this pen, so he must be looking around now."

Kunikida Doppo frowned, and said to himself, "Let's hurry up and send this pen over."

Just as she was about to stand up, a soft voice sounded from her feet: "Meow~"

He lowered his head, and what came into view was the petite and cute little milk cat, squatting on the ground, looking at him with those jewel-like blue eyes.

Just needing to meet those clear pupils, Kunikida Doppo felt his soul was purified in an instant, and his tone became soft involuntarily: "Why are you here?"

The white cat let out a sweet cry to him, then jumped onto his desk nimbly and quietly accepted his rubbing of the head.

Of course, she can only accept rubbing her head. If she dares to touch her body, she will serve her with paws.

"Has Dazai finished his lesson?" Kunikida Doppo smiled happily, with a very doting tone, "If he bullies you, just tell me, and I will beat him up for you."

White Cat: "Meow." Thank you for your concern, but I can fix that bastard myself.

Presumably a black-haired young man who was defeated in the war is still lying on the sofa, thinking about life philosophically.

With a soft cry to express its gratitude, the white cat tapped the pen in Kunikida Doppo's hand with its tail, making a gesture of picking something up.

"Huh?" This obvious prompt made Kunikida Doppo blink his eyes, and seemed to understand a little bit, "You want to say, you want to help me deliver the pen to the president?"

The white cat nodded proudly: "Meow."

"Well, you want to help me, it's amazing."

As a result, Kunikida Doppo's macho heart was almost transformed by the white cat, and all kinds of pink flowers seemed to appear on his side in an instant, and he grinned happily.

He couldn't help rubbing the cat's head again. He didn't want to squeeze such a petite kitten, but he suddenly thought, doesn't the president like cats the most? Wouldn't it be happier than him delivering it by himself?

After thinking hard for a while, Kunikida Doppo decided to create an opportunity for the president who has not been able to get a cat so far!

"Then I'll leave it to you." After thinking it over, Kunikida Doppo immediately gave the white cat a gentle smile.

The pen was a bit heavy, so in order not to damage the cat's teeth, Kunikida Doppo urgently took out the needle and thread and sewed a small cloth bag, and helped put it on the white cat.

Immediately, a handsome kitten responsible for delivery was born!

The white cat turned its head to look at the fashionable little cloth bag on its back. It really didn't expect Kunikida Doppo to be so dexterous, and immediately spun around happily.

Presumably she has experienced a lot of games, and one of the unlit skills is tailoring. There are so few people who can tailor these days, and even men who can tailor are rare.

And Kunikida Doppo can cook delicious meals and tailor, this, this is what a peerless master husband!

Mother!male mother!

Not noticing that the white cat looked at him a little strangely, Kunikida Doppo carefully put the pen into the cloth bag and fastened it carefully, making sure that it would not fall out, then told the cat, "Just send it to the president's office. ,be safe."

It's not that far from here to the president's office, at most he needs to walk to the end, but he is quite worried, more like a parent looking after a child.

The white cat meowed, then jumped to the ground lightly, and happily walked to the president's office with its tail up.

She has been cooking in this house without working, which makes the white cat who is used to work feel a little uneasy. No matter how small it is, if she can help, she will feel happy physically and mentally.

Along the way, she met several members of the Armed Detective Agency, who knelt down and rubbed her head when they saw her.

When they noticed the cloth bag behind her and the things inside, everyone quickly understood that the kitten was working, and they couldn't help smiling and praising: "It's so smart, and it can help with work!"

At this time, the milky kitten will immediately hold its head high, and its steps seem to be extremely elegant.

That cute look is so cute that it melts people's hearts.

The president's room was very close, but it took a lot of time because there were humans blocking it. In the end, the kitten managed to overcome all difficulties and came to the door. It scratched the door with its paws to remind the room, and then meowed .

When he first heard the sound of paws slamming the door, it was as if an electric current had passed through his mind, and the president, Fukuzawa Yukichi, straightened up suddenly and stopped moving.

When he was sure that the cat meowing outside the door was not hallucinating because he missed cats too much, he quickly stood up, hurried to the door in three or two steps, and opened the door.

——He met the eyes of the little milk cat who was still meowing.

"Meow..." Before the last cry was uttered, the closed door in front of him was opened, and the white cat directly swallowed the second half of the sound back into its stomach, with a look of astonishment on its face.

Um? ?Isn't this door opening speed a bit too fast? ?

Didn't even hear footsteps!

She looked suspiciously at the man who was looking down on her.

He was still wearing a dark kimono, with a kimono over his shoulders. This kind of clothing further accentuated his unattainable and indifferent temperament. In addition, his back was as straight as a pine and cypress, his face was serious, and his eyes were sharp... All in all, at first glance, he is the kind of character who is a powerful thief and not easy to mess with.

Different from Mori Ogai's usual useless smile and smile, President Fukuzawa Yukichi is a distinguished existence that people can tell just by meeting him.

At this time, Fukuzawa Yukichi just looked at her quietly without saying a word.

The silver hair on the forehead covered his eyebrows and eyes, and his expression looked more and more indifferent. The little milk cat stepped forward slightly hesitantly, and called tentatively: "Meow?" I came in?

So Fukuzawa Yukichi still had a sullen face, but his footsteps moved to the side twice, just revealing the gap that the white cat could pass through.

After the white cat nimbly got in, he still closed the door solemnly, but his movements were quite eager.

Now in the spacious room, there is finally only one person and one cat left. No one will see what happened in the house, and no one will... Hehe.

Originally, the white cat was standing there feeling a bit depressed and uneasy in the space, but a certain president who closed the door turned his head and stared at her expressionlessly for three seconds, but suddenly showed a silly and sweet expression. smile.

"Cats... so cute."

He murmured in a low voice, moving his fingers back and forth restlessly, showing a nervous look that wanted to stroke the cat but was afraid of scaring the kitten.

At this moment, the white cat seemed to be able to see the countless pink bubbles rising from behind him, each bubble was in the shape of a heart, almost covering her face overwhelmingly.

"..."

There was a sudden shudder all over his body, and the white cat looked at the president with complicated eyes, somehow reminding him of Mori Ogai.

Oh, it's really a bit rude, after all, Mori Ogai is really perverted, and Fukuzawa Yukichi just likes to suck cats.

However, this kitty is human-made and doesn't like being sucked.

Almost turning around quickly, revealing the cloth bag on its back, the white cat turned its head and reminded: "Meow." Your courier has arrived.

Fortunately, the president, who was about to lose his mind, could still notice her movements. His eyes fell on the cloth bag behind her suspiciously, and he reached out to touch it.

"This is...my pen?" After taking out a familiar pen, Fukuzawa Yukichi was slightly startled, and for the first time looked rationally at the cat below, "Did you send it here?"

White Cat: "Meow~" Of course it's me.

Then, on the face of the always serious president, a faint smile suddenly appeared, and a clear warmth was outlined in his eyes: "Thank you."

The white cat responded happily: "Meow~"

But in the blink of an eye, the president seemed to realize once again that his subordinate was a cute kitten, a blush suddenly appeared on his face, and he smiled foolishly.

"Cute... By the way, cat food... I bought it a long time in advance for this moment, where did it go?"

He stood up unsteadily, with a happy smile on his face.

After finding the canned cat food from the cabinet, he became visibly happy, and turned his head to look behind him.

"..."

There was already nothing behind him, and at some point, the door of the president's room opened slightly, and there was no sign of a cat anywhere.

! !

Fukuzawa Yukichi was petrified in shock, the canned cat food in his hand fell directly to the ground, and the whole person seemed to lose his soul, almost fell over.

The cat... his cat is missing...

I didn't touch it again.

Fukuzawa Yukichi wept silently, as if he had lost all his dreams.

After the white cat sneaked out of the president's office, it finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Sorry, although I know that the president simply likes cats, the horror of being shrouded by Mori Ogai still spreads in her heart. Faced with this obsessed human being, she consciously wants to stay away.

Fortunately, other members of the detective agency love her very normally, and the president barely touches her a few times.

Shaking his little head, the little cat who completed the delivery task for the first time walked back gracefully again.

This time, she ran into Atsushi Nakajima on the way again.

Nakajima Atsushi can be said to be the most normal and gentle human being in the entire society. He never does things that others dislike, and his personality is also very little angel.

So when he was wandering in the corridor holding the note in some embarrassment, the little cat noticed him at first sight, and took the initiative to say hello.

"Ah, it's you." The moment he saw her, the anxiety on Atsushi Nakajima's face receded, and he squatted down warmly, waving at the white cat.

Gently rubbing the cat's head with the palm of his hand, Nakajima Atsushi complained as if he had found a close person who could tell his thoughts:

"What should I do? This letter was sent to Mr. Kunikida. It seems to be very important, but the task assigned to me by Mr. Kunikida has not been completed yet. I am sorry to see him before then."

While talking, he looked at the envelope under his arm in distress, and sighed forcefully.

Looking at the envelope with sky blue eyes, the white cat thought for a while, then suddenly exposed the cloth bag on its back to Atsushi Nakajima, and meowed.

"Eh?" Atsushi Nakajima was startled at first, and then overjoyed, "Would you like to deliver the letter for me?"

"Great, I'll help you buy snacks, please."

He stuffed the envelope into the cloth bag and made a promise of snacks.

snack? !

And the white cat whose eyes lit up when it heard the snacks immediately raised its tail happily, and seized no time to deliver the envelope to Kunikida Doppo.

So far, the round and round delivery mission has finally come to an end.

Kunikida Doppo was pleasantly surprised when he received the envelope, and praised her cleverness in various ways.

And his words also attracted a group of members of the Armed Detective Agency. After hearing about the gift, everyone praised the white cat in various ways, and there was an endless stream of compliments.

"Awesome, so smart!"

"It's a cute little milk cat, but it's more useful than a certain person."

"That's right, some people are obviously humans but are lazy and don't work. They are not as good as a cat. What's the use of him."

Osamu Dazai felt that he had been connoted: "..."

Immediately, the feeling of lying on the sofa with nothing to do was not good, Osamu Dazai got up and started to battle with other people online.

"Who said that humans can do more things than kittens! We have hands!"

Yosano Akiko sneered: "There are many things you can do, but it doesn't mean you can do them. Look at what you are doing today except lying down."

Osamu Dazai retorted: "Of course it is for everyone to relieve their worries and boredom! I am the pistachio in the club!"

Kunikida Doppo pushed down his glasses with a dull face: "I don't need you, we have a cat and that's enough."

Osamu Dazai choked for a moment, and tried to defend himself: "I can still talk with you!"

Tanizaki Junichiro rubbed the back of his head embarrassingly: "To be honest, Mr. Dazai... It's more interesting to talk to the kitten."

"Huh?!" Feeling his heart being stabbed twice inexplicably, Osamu Dazai took a deep breath while covering his heart, and used a trick, "I am the mascot of the club! Am I not cute, funny, or gentle? !"

"Ah, mascot!" Hearing that, Kunikida Doppo raised his voice immediately.

In Dazai Osamu's eyes that suddenly lit up, he continued to say: "Yes, let's make the kitty the mascot of our club!"

"I agree!" Everyone present agreed.

Only Osamu Dazai was stunned, and immediately shouted angrily: "I am the mascot, don't take my job!"

"You, forget it." Kunikida Doppo looked at him with that extremely indifferent look, "The kitten is a hundred times cuter, a hundred times more fun, a hundred times more gentle than you."

"Mr. Dazai..." Junichiro Tanizaki couldn't help but also gave him a sympathetic look, "No matter how you say it's still incomparable, let's just give up."

"..."

Osamu Dazai, who was hit by everyone, was like a bolt from the blue, and immediately began to cry while covering his tears.

Hey, this group of humans is too much, he doesn't want to be a human anymore!

Aggrieved squatting on the sofa howling dryly, just getting into the act, but suddenly there was a rustling sound beside her.

The footsteps were several times lighter than that of human beings, and Osamu Dazai's kite-colored eyes quickly flashed a hint of cunning.

He raised his head, and met the eyes of the little milk cat looking up at him with teary eyes.

"Well, what are you doing here?" He flattened his mouth, turned his head skillfully, and hugged himself tightly angrily.

"Meow." The little white cat's cry was much softer than before, and every move was full of tenderness.

She came up to Osamu Dazai cautiously, stretched her neck and looked at Osamu Dazai's face.

Finding that Osamu Dazai didn't show her, she lingered on the sofa for a while anxiously, then suddenly jumped on her hind legs and landed on Osamu Dazai's shoulder.

"Meow?" After asking a question, she stared at Dazai Osamu's side face, and found that he still ignored him, so she couldn't help rubbing the top of her head against the young man's neck, soothing him gently.

The warm little stove was by his side, and he still came to look for him on his own initiative. Dazai Zhizhi's fingers were slightly itchy, but An patiently ignored it.

"I'm sad." He even played [-]% of his acting skills, "You all bully me, huh."

This soft cry made the kitten tense up a little, and it rubbed against Osamu Dazai's cheek more gently, and patted Osamu Dazai's back with its tail, trying to comfort him.

"Meow meow meow~"

It was also rare for her to say a few more words at once, to comfort the young man, and to bring out the character of a gentle kitten to the fullest.

So Osamu Dazai couldn't bear this kind of warm temptation any longer. After working hard a few times, he hugged the kitten's body and rubbed it fiercely: "Ah, it's super cute, you are really~"

"..."

The hair on the back and forehead was rubbed in a mess, and the little milk cat opened its eyes in confusion, but it didn't struggle.

She didn't seem to understand how the mood of human beings could change so quickly, and she was dumbfounded for a while.

It wasn't until Osamu Dazai became more and more attached to her that she narrowed her eyes and realized the truth of the matter.

Okay, the dog man actually lied to her? !

Find a fight!

With a whoosh, the claws immediately kicked towards the young man's face, and while giving him an invincible meow punch, he successfully turned over and jumped onto the sofa.

"Pfft——" Osamu Dazai fell backward in an instant, his legs and feet trembling, and fell to the ground.

The kitten watched him fall to the ground indifferently, and gracefully began to lick the messy hair.

At this time, the sound of footsteps came from outside the room, and the figure of Edogawa Ranbu emerged from the door, and waved to her with a smile: "Ah, I found you! I have new snacks here, do you want to eat together?" !"

"Meow!" Immediately, his eyes burst out with longing light, and the little cat jumped off the sofa and ran out in an instant.

"...Wait!" Osamu Dazai tried his best to get up from the sofa, stretched out Erkang's hand to the little white cat, "I'm so pitiful, don't you want to comfort me anymore, you are so ruthless, you are so cruel! "

The aggrieved eyes and complaining tone made the image of the little pitiful very vivid.

However, the white cat didn't even look at him, and left quickly on four legs.

In the room, only the lonely and cold Dazai Osamu was left.

"..." After waiting for a while without words, Osamu Dazai began to fake cry again.

However, no one was willing to talk to him, they all walked past his door naturally, Kunikida Doppo also scolded him for not working.

Feeling that this is really meaningless, Osamu Dazai restrained his fake crying, nestled on the sofa and yawned lazily, and closed his eyes a little bored.

I don't know how long it has passed, and when he was half asleep, he felt something very warm beside him, radiating heat like the sun, warming his body and mind.

He opened his eyes dimly, and found that there was a small white ball beside him.

The cute little milk cat lay quietly beside him, lying on its side, its ears moved from time to time, and its pink nose was especially cute.

She fell asleep peacefully, and seemed to find that Dazai's side was warmer, and subconsciously arched inwards, pressing her little furry head near Dazai's neck.

"..."

Those iris-colored eyes just stared at her without blinking. After a long while, Osamu Dazai suddenly smiled, and a warm halo appeared in his eyes.

He stretched out his arms, exposed the milk balls to his arms, gently stroked the top of the kitten's head with his chin, and closed his eyes again.

This time, I slept very happily.

Someone who happened to pass by the sofa found that the cat and the other were fast asleep, so he picked up a blanket and covered them, and tiptoed away.

Some people picked up their mobile phones, took pictures of this warm scene with the camera, and left with a smile on their faces.

Later, this photo was washed out and kept in the photo album of the Armed Detective Agency, which became everyone's best memory.

-

"Sorry, Bai, are you tired?"

After walking out of the chief's office, Zhong Yuanzhong immediately turned on his phone, looked at Bai who was listless on the sofa, and asked with some distress.

"It's okay... It's just that I changed a lot of clothes, and my head is a little dizzy." Bai forced a smile at him, but he didn't run towards him as brightly as before.

So Zhongyuan Zhong also understood her fatigue in an instant.

Opened the mall to search and found out, good guy, Mori Ogai actually forcibly hollowed out half of the mall!

If it wasn't for the time limit, he might be able to evacuate the whole mall! !

This is too scary.

Zhong Yuan Zhong was both surprised and distressed. After changing so many sets of clothes, it's no wonder he was so tired in vain.

There was a faint trace of guilt in his heart, the guilt of not being able to take good care of Xiaobai, and the helplessness of not being able to stop the leader, he frowned and raised his hat, and couldn't help but suggest: "Speaking of which, I haven't taken you out yet. Don't go out together to see."

It's good even to relax.

As soon as he mentioned going out, Bai immediately propped himself up from the sofa, and became interested: "Is this... the meaning of inviting me on a date?"

"Dating, dating?!" Hearing this, the young man who had proposed the invitation gasped in response, and his cheeks flushed.

And took a half-step back in shock.

"Men and women go out together, doesn't the translation mean dating, and we are still lovers." Bai said in a very serious tone, noticing the performance of Zhongya Nakahara subconsciously covering his expression with a hat, and hanging down a little disappointed He raised his eyebrows, "Or...is this actually my misunderstanding?"

"Uh..." Even though he was very shy, Zhongyuan Zhong didn't want to see Bai's expression the last time, he shook his head repeatedly, and admitted, "Yes, it's a... date."

When he confessed, his voice was so low that he could hardly hear him, his body was tense, and he subconsciously clenched his fists, showing a look of nervousness and not knowing what to do better.

It wasn't until Bai smiled and stared at him that he refused to look away, that he coughed dryly, and by adjusting the angle of his hat, he said stiffly: "Then let's... let's go?"

"Okay." Bai nodded happily, "This is the first time I've gone out with Zhongye, so happy."

Listening to the embarrassing words 'date' and 'date' in his ears, Zhong Yuanzhong, who was getting more and more embarrassed, also had a burst of heat from the top of his head, his cheeks were red, and he dared not speak.

The two said it was a date, but they were just wandering around according to Nakahara Chuya's thoughts.

So Zhong Yuanzhong also habitually came to the shop selling red wine, wanting to buy two bottles of good red wine.

But just as he was about to walk in the door, he suddenly realized that Bai was still peeking at the screen secretly.

In an instant, his footsteps stopped in place, and he gave up the idea of ​​bringing Bai into the room together.

Can't teach bad white!

"What's the matter?" Bai looked left and right curiously, and asked with some doubts after realizing that Nakahara Chuya's footsteps had stopped.

"I'll just go in this store by myself, just wait for me for a while." Zhong Yuan coughed dryly, and explained with a straight face pretending to be particularly mature.

It wasn't until Bai obediently agreed that he turned off his mobile phone, entered the store as if he had a guilty conscience and chose two bottles of red wine, and then sent them to the port mafia.

Satisfied, he pushed open the store door and walked out. With the corners of his mouth still raised, he suddenly met the eyes of a young man in a sand-colored coat in front of him.

Pause.

"..."

In an instant, the two showed disgust at the same time, staring at each other and neither of them would take a step away.

However, Nakahara Chuya's eyes were quickly attracted by the white fluffy balls on the young man's shoulders.

Suddenly, he looked over, with an unconcealable surprise on his face.

That's—a cat?

How could a dog like Osamu Dazai have a cat? ?

Unscientific!Not scientific at all! !