Yokohama Hearts Fraudster

It's not that He Quanlian has never seen death.

In the world he used to live in, there lived a Shinigami primary school student on the next street.

'Reaper' is the nickname that He Quanlian arbitrarily gave to Conan, the little boy wearing glasses, because whenever He Quanlian meets Conan by chance when he is idle and bored, he will always experience it in various ways on this day. Past the murder scene.

Sometimes it is a fall from a building, sometimes it is a poisonous outbreak in the dining room, and even walking into a public toilet at random, you can meet the dead who has already had a cold.

At the beginning, He Quanlian was frightened by the horror of these corpses, her heart was pounding, her breathing was short, and her mind went blank for a long time before she panickedly took out her mobile phone and contacted the police.

But as his experience increased, he could still calmly bite his lunch after seeing the corpse, and lazily called the police, explaining his location in detail and clearly.

To be honest, He Quanlian didn't want this kind of adaptation, but unfortunately, the world of Shinigami is too scary. The only thing he can do is to calculate Conan's action route in advance, and then detour away from him.

Therefore, as long as the corpse is not specially treated, He Quanlian can basically treat it calmly.

However, Osamu Dazai obviously felt that this kind of tragedy was not something an ordinary student could adapt to, and he kindly blocked his sight for him, so Izumi Ren would not disappoint his kindness, and just quietly acted like a student who had nothing to do. Knowing students.

After an unknown amount of time, the gunshots around have gradually subsided, and the sound of cloth rubbing can still be vaguely heard, and an unfamiliar voice sounded in a low voice not far away.

"Mr. Dazai, everything has been dealt with."

So the palm that covered his eyes loosened, allowing a few glaring beams of light to shoot in.

The moment he was stimulated by the strong light, He Quanren narrowed his eyes reflexively to adapt to the environment, and after a few seconds, he was able to see Dazai Osamu's smiling face clearly.

He subconsciously glanced at the ground, only a large area of ​​deep black marks remained on the dry land, and a faint smell of blood remained in the air, but nothing else existed.

"The time for the game is over." Suddenly, Dazai Osamu's voice was passed in front of him, and he also turned his attention back to look in front of him.

The curly black hair lay softly on the forehead, slightly covering the pair of iris eyes with unclear expressions.

Osamu Dazai looked at him with pursed lips, but the smile didn't reach his eyes: "You should go back."

As he spoke, he turned his head and chose a mafia subordinate, nodded and said, "You, send him out of the slum."

The mafia who had been named immediately stepped forward, and Quanlian glanced at him slightly, and found that his black suit was not stained with much blood, only a few drops of deep red were accidentally splashed on the trousers and leather shoes.

He stood respectfully in front of He Quanlian, without despising He Quanlian's identity: "Please follow me."

"..."

From the beginning to the end, he and Quanlian didn't say a word, but they had to be led by the nose by Osamu Dazai.

This feeling that the initiative is not in his hands subtly stirred Izumi Ren's self-esteem, his eyes narrowed slightly, and looking at Osamu Dazai with his back turned to him, a thought of revenge suddenly rose in his heart.

He wants to make Osamu Dazai face himself squarely, and wants to leave his own trace in the bottom of Osamu Dazai's heart.

Kaitou is not only good at stealing things, but also good at breaking into other people's hearts, isn't he?

"Wait a moment."

He turned his toes slightly, ran forward suddenly, and stopped in front of Osamu Dazai.

Under Dazai Osamu's puzzled gaze, he stretched out his palm, and there was a soft and delicate white flower between his fingers.

These are flowers that can be seen everywhere in the grass. They have no collection value, and the ones that bloom are not ostentatious. As a gift, they are almost considered the cheapest.

But the young man holding it smiled like a flower, as bright as the spotless sky, or as dazzling as the sun hanging in the sky.

He solemnly and cherished the white flower, and stuffed it into Dazai Osamu's palm.

"This is for you."

Osamu Dazai looked down at the petals, which were so fragile that they were about to scatter in the wind, a moment of confusion flashed across his eyes.

This seems to be the one they hid behind the rock and bloomed with difficulty... When did they pick it off?

"Although it's not a colorful white..." The young man in front of him touched his hair in some embarrassment, then scratched his cheek with a smile, "But I think this flower is very suitable for you!"

The silver pupils were focused and serious, and he wrapped Dazai Osamu's cold palm with his warm hands, as if he could melt Dazai Osamu's frozen heart.

"May your life bloom as beautifully as this flower."

He smiled brightly: "You are indeed a very gentle person. I am very happy to meet you."

Osamu Dazai's curled fingers moved slightly, and even the eyelids trembled slightly.

But soon, the warm body temperature left his palm, like a dragonfly skimming over the lake, drinking lightly, leaving only the rippling blue lake spreading round and round.

He Quanlian jumped back a few steps energetically, and waved to him excitedly: "See you again when we have a chance, Dazai!"

As he said that, under the leadership of his subordinates, his back became smaller and smaller.

Only Osamu Dazai was left staring at the flower in his hand in a daze. The breeze blew by, rolling up a faint floral fragrance, and the trembling petals seemed to be blown away in the blink of an eye, swaying constantly in his palm .

I don't know what kind of mentality it is for the all-powerful cadre who can mercilessly kill the enemy, but carefully holds the flower path, uses the palm to help block the wind blowing around, looks at the brilliantly blooming petals, lips The corner couldn't help evoking a gentle arc.

It wasn't until the weather was calm and there was no more danger that he lightly touched the white petals with his fingertips, twitched the corners of his mouth, and muttered to himself.

"What does it mean that life blooms like a flower? The fundamental meaning is not clear, okay... And he wants to send me away just because of this random flower. Does he think I'm stupid?"

After thinking about it, the flower was still pinched between his fingers, and he never relaxed for a moment.

Since then, there has been another lovely bouquet of small white flowers in the vase in his office.

And every time before going to work, Osamu Dazai would lean on his chin silently and stare at the flower in a daze, with the softest smile on his face that no one can appreciate.

……

Being able to be liberated from Osamu Dazai, to be honest, Izumi Ren was indeed secretly relieved.

After this in-depth understanding, he finally understood how tricky Osamu Dazai was. If possible, he didn't want to face him again as a student.

The last flower was just his bad revenge, revenge never trusted him, and repeatedly tested his Dazai Osamu.

It is the most perfect ending in He Quanlian's heart that everything stops here abruptly.

——It should be like this!

The corners of He Quanlian's eyes twitched as she stared at a smiling person who came uninvited, and then she suppressed the tyranny in her heart and punched him.

Obviously today he perfectly avoided Osamu Dazai's possible course of action, but where did this person come from? !And it seems that they came here specifically to find him!

"I came to play with you, Lian~"

This is the second meeting, look, they all called his name affectionately.

Resisting the sarcasm that was about to blurt out, He Quanlian blinked her eyes as much as possible, pretending to be confused: "Dazai? How do you know I'm here?"

Osamu Dazai was still wearing the familiar black suit and overcoat, but compared to his serious and indifferent appearance when he had a mission, he now looked much more active.

Facing his question, Osamu Dazai winked at him mischievously, and raised a finger at the corner of his lips: "That's a secret."

He circled around He Quanlian twice leisurely, then stretched out his palm and pushed He Quanlian's back, motioning him to go forward: "Aren't you going to travel in Yokohama, then leave it to me, I will It will take you to a very famous place to check in, so hurry up."

He Quanlian was pushed by him and could only walk forward, asking helplessly where to go.

But at a position where Osamu Dazai couldn't see, half of his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he ground his teeth quite viciously.

He came to Yokohama to meet Chuya Nakahara, not the troublesome Osamu Dazai!Tsk!

However, there is no other way, because Izumi Ren has such a soft and warm personality, and she can't refuse Dazai Osamu's 'good intentions' at all.

Therefore, Osamu Dazai took a "Complete Suicide Manual" with a blood-red cover and led him to visit various spots in Yokohama where he could freely commit suicide.

Sometimes he wanted to demonstrate the method of suicide written in the book himself, which frightened He Quanlian, and hurriedly grabbed his clothes.

——True Yokohama Thrilling Suicide Sightseeing Day Tour.

In short, after visiting four or five scenes, no matter how good-tempered He Quanlian is, he was exhausted physically and mentally, and once again experienced the feeling of basketball class.

While Osamu Dazai was watching with high interest where the next scene of jumping into the river would be, Ren Izumi stood up from the bench abruptly, with the overly long hair on his forehead covering his dim eyes, then lowered his head, He walked hurriedly in one direction almost without looking at it.

"Lian?" Dazai Osamu followed closely as if he couldn't detect his dark inner world at all: "Where are you going, wait for me~"

He Quanlian turned a deaf ear to it, and just wanted to quickly escape from the palm of this demon. He was afraid that if he persisted for a while, he really couldn't help but collapse his character, and he wouldn't be named Izumi unless he beat Osamu Dazai to death!

His mind was completely occupied by the word escape, so he didn't notice the figure coming out of the corner.

And when he was about to hit him hard, a pair of hands in black gloves helped him by the shoulder in the blink of an eye, avoiding this tragedy.

"Be careful..." The person opposite just wanted to remind him coldly, but when he noticed He Quanlian's appearance, he paused again: "He Quan?"

He Quanlian subconsciously 'bowed her head' to meet a pair of azure blue eyes. In an instant, joy and surprise burst through his chest, causing his eyes to light up suddenly.

It was the Chuya he had been looking for all along!

But in the next second, Izumi Ren, who sensed the approaching sense of crisis, hurried to hide behind Nakahara Chuya, curled up carefully, and directly wrapped his hands around the opponent's waist.

Although he couldn't see Chuya Nakahara's expression, he could still feel the body surrounded by him stiffen suddenly.

He Quanlian's eyes rolled quickly, and while she was eating tofu without a trace, she complained pitifully, "Help! Zhongyuan, I'm being targeted by a pervert."

The scorching breath sprayed on Nakahara Chuya's neck, making Nakahara Nakaya's body stiffer, but Izumilian's appeal for help made him quickly divert his attention.

He immediately stared forward with sharp eyebrows, intending to teach the perpetrator a lesson.

What caught his eyes was an extremely familiar face.

"Mackerel?!"

"Chung Ye?!"

Two surprised tones sounded at the same time, and naturally fell into a strange silence.

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows and looked at Ren Izumi who was hiding behind Nakahara Nakaya, and then his eyes slowly fell on the intimate movements of the two.

Afterwards, a slightly weird smile slowly appeared: "Hey... so you know each other."

The author has something to say: the happy time of the three~

The thrilling Yokohama suicide sightseeing one-day tour has finally come to an end, and the next step is to eat tofu + threesome trip~

In addition, everyone is climbing the wall! !No, chuya will cry!

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感谢在2020-05-1721:10:57~2020-05-1918:08:24期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Agnie, Dawn Sky 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 81 bottles of Luobai;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!