Disqualification of Chirps

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Chapter 65 Kick

Over Caught off guard at first, Hong Ying suffered a loss. When he adjusted himself, he unceremoniously pecked through the circle with his sharp beak and rushed to another line of words. Dazai Osamu looked at the big gap in the circle and sensed the provocation.

"Heh." He laughed, "Then let's have some fun."

Words, punctuation, connectors...

words, lines, blank spaces...

He played a paper game with the flying red cardinal, and the fountain pen was his weapon of conquest. His pen tip moved in the air on the paper, and his brain quickly deduced the possible position of the other party. Finally, he smiled faintly.

With a hook of the pen tip, the red cardinal was circled in the circle. Dazai Osamu thought about it, and it was hard to tell what his mentality was. He began to draw handles on the edge of the circle, and then added tofu, beef, crab sticks, and green vegetables inside the circle...

Red Cardinal: "..."

Is the hot pot okay!

"Chiu!"

Hong Que finally cried out in anger. He rushed around among the ingredients for a while, then shut up and exerted his strength. Dazai Osamu opened his eyes wide in surprise. The ink that outlined the hot pot was actually lifted up little by little. The bottom was still connected, but the main part of the top gradually rose. Finally, these thin lines were at right angles to the paper surface, and then with a "click", they flipped over to the other side.

The tofu in the pot was broken.

"Hum!"

Hong Que cried out again in anger, and hid in the blank space.

Hmm... This is difficult. I'm afraid it won't come out for quite a long time...

Dazai Osamu held the pen and pondered. He could feel that the red shadow behind the white paper was still observing him secretly. He wanted to continue playing this game, so he tentatively called the other party's name, trying to trick the bird out.

"A Zhao?" He called softly, "You are the cutest girl, come out quickly."

Hong Que was silent.

Dazai Osamu groaned again. There was really no good way out. He had a bunch of words to coax girls, but they didn't seem to work.

Thinking about this, he suddenly saw a red shadow flashing behind the word "he" that marked the male.

It was like a sudden enlightenment, and Dazai Osamu figured it out.

"No wonder... No wonder..." He laughed softly, "Whether it is the name 'Azhao' or the image of Miss Sparrow, I arbitrarily gave you. I have never asked about your will. I am sorry for arbitrarily calling you like this. Can you give me another chance to call you that?"

"I am Dazai Osamu, what's your name?"

After a short silence, he felt that the tip of his pen seemed to be pulled by something. He did not resist this pulling force, but obeyed this force and let the tip of the pen write another name next to "Azhao".