After wearing the wrong Meiqiang tragic vest

After that conversation, Owl has never been able to find a suitable opportunity to talk to Ryunosuke.

Thanks to Ranpo's previous proposal, the pups organize an event of their own and venture out into the woods before Summer's Tail sneaks away.

Youtang watched the entire shelter, and the guardians were not too worried.Conscientiously preparing the fireworks to be set off at night.

The cubs carried small backpacks and waded together through a stream in the forest.On the branches of the forest, the unknown little Fat Jiu tilted his head and looked at them curiously with his black eyes.

Ranpo tried to pick the half-red and not green fruit on the tree, but was stopped by Zhong Ye and then went to harm the flowers. Anyway, he never was idle for a moment.

Oda came out with them as a way of picking up the wind, but Dazai dragged him to chase the little fox with a long tail before he had much inspiration in his head.

Yin pulled Ryunosuke and Dun Dun to walk in the middle, and the cameras of the three cats never stopped for a moment.

Ryunosuke taught Dun Dun how to use the camera before. Although he is usually taciturn, Black and White Mao Mao is actually very careful and responsible. After talking about it, he found that Dun still didn't understand very much, and took notes for him seriously.

Dun Dun watched the brother and sister with quick eyes and quick hands, recording the dark history of Dazai being kicked by a fox, chasing and pecking at the tree's fat dumpling. For a moment, he felt that he should not be here, but should be hung on a tree.

Near noon, they found a flat land not far from the river bank and decided to rest here.

"There are fish in the river!"

Luanbu was eager to try, trying to catch one for lunch.However, this black cat obviously didn't have any confidence in its own skills. It ran into the river and splashed all over. Not only did it fail to catch the fish, but it was also beaten in the face by the fish.

"Damn it!" Maomao gritted her teeth and called for foreign aid with a drawn out voice: "Zhongye! Come here quickly! Lord Ranbu is being bullied!"

Chuya: "..." I think you're quite proud of yourself, you just deserve it.

He went to the forest to find a few branches with sharp ends, and under the control of gravity, each branch was inserted into the fish precisely.

After processing a few fish with the pocket knife he carried with him, Zhongya thought for a while: "Which one of you brought seasoning?"

Dazai raised his hand, and poured out a mess from his backpack.In addition to various seasonings, the bento prepared by Ankolod also includes dish soap, bandages, a pot of cactus (the ghost knows how he packed it in the backpack), a white ball of unknown animal hair (… ...), two apples.

Taking out the seasoning, he gave Oda one of the apples, and Dazai put the other things back into the backpack as they were.

The little black cat squinted his eyes triumphantly: "I asked Mr. Jin to get it, and I guarantee that there are all kinds."

So they grilled the fish.

...So Dazai started grilling the fish.

At this time, whether it is a cat looking at the camera photos, a cat playing in the river, or a cat looking for wood in the forest to save a fire at night, they don't know what is waiting for them.

Dazai grilled fish smells really good.

Full color, aroma and taste.

After tossing all morning, everyone is indeed very hungry.

Since there were people around during the whole process, no one suspected that Dazai put something in it that shouldn't be put there.

Zhong Ye looked at the fish in front of him, quite surprised: "I didn't expect your craft to be so good."

After all, grilled fish looks really good.

Dazai had a natural expression on his face.

Everyone ate the fish without realizing it.

The normal memory is now fragmented, and the following is the time when the group of demons danced wildly.

The grass among the trees moved, and a little fox with a half-bald tail poked its head out.

Seeing the incomparably terrifying scene by the river, he uttered a shrill cry and fled away.

The fire gradually died down.

The sky darkened.

Zhong also woke up with his head covered, and found himself lying on the ground for some reason.As soon as he opened his eyes, he realized that the time was wrong.

A brilliant firework exploded in the sky.

"It's nine o'clock?" The time they agreed with the guardian was to set off fireworks at nine o'clock in the evening.

Oda woke up too.

"What happened? What happened?"

Others also woke up one after another, and invariably found that they had lost their memories from eleven o'clock in the noon to nine o'clock in the evening.

There was a mess around.

A piece of fish carcasses were neatly laid out on the ground, and Zhongya smelled like fish.

The fire had been extinguished, and the cactus that should have been kept in Dazai's backpack was cooking in the small pot with pots and plants on it.

Ryunosuke and Dun Dun's heads were covered with bandages, like two mummies that had just crawled out of the soil.Next to it was a bottle of dish soap, and the dish soap inside was missing.

The notebook where Oda recorded his inspirations was also floating in the pot. Oda himself coughed twice, and pulled out a ball of white animal hair from his throat.

Ranbu was hung on a tree, and Xiaoyin found that all the photos in the camera had been deleted.

Looking back at the memory before the fragmentation, there is no doubt that the culprit is the grilled fish.

"Where's that bastard Dazai?!"

Dazai was floating in the shallow water by the river, peacefully.

Among the countless fireworks exploding in the sky, the cats and cats worked hard to salvage Dazai who was almost soaked, and silently cleaned up the crime scene.

Zhong also dug a hole with gravity and buried all the dead fish bodies.

Ryunosuke and Dundon hurriedly unwrapped the bandages around their heads.After working hard for a long time, I just evolved from a mummy to a severely burned patient, and I can't even speak in a low voice.

After Luanbu was put down, Yin silently disposed of the pot of weird cactus stewed notebooks.

Oda mourned his troubled writing career, and secretly thanked that he did not bring a half-written manuscript this time.

Dazai was a little sad that a whole bottle of dish soap was poured on his head.