Yokohama Hearts Fraudster

The young man's hair was a little messy scattered on his forehead, and underneath were his half-closed eyes and eyelids that were trembling with some anxiety.

When he lowered his eyes, Osamu Dazai realized that there was a mole on his eyelid, which was so small that it could be ignored if he didn't observe carefully.

And when He Quanlian raised her head and smiled brightly, the mole was hidden, only a pair of bright autumn eyes were revealed, so clean that people could think of the endless sky.

The fingertips that had been kissed curled up slightly, and the itchy touch that was left just now seemed to still remain.

Osamu Dazai couldn't help showing a somewhat curious look on his face, like a cat who has found an interesting toy, is staring at the toy intently, stretched out his meat ball tentatively, fiddled with it, and tasted it.

In this numb and boring world, he finally found an interesting existence.

Moreover, it seems that this existence will always stay by his side from now on.

Osamu Dazai couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and there was a trace of expectation in his eyes.

He suddenly pulled out his arm, and moved his palm closer to He Quanlian's cheek, just like the first time the two met, he frivolously raised the other's chin.

Leaning forward slightly, she narrowed the distance to He Quanlian, with vague scrutiny in her eyes, lowered her voice, and whispered a few words.

"You don't hesitate to offer your loyalty to me and stay here. What is your purpose?"

The boy who was forced to raise his head was obedient and obedient as always, and his eyes were clear without any haze, full of trust.

But in fact, the real He Quanlian is far from being as pure as she appears.

From the beginning, there was a slight sense of disobedience, and it was not until this meeting that it was truly confirmed that everything He Quanlian showed was an illusion that he wanted to show to everyone. The real him is far more powerful than everyone imagined. scheming.

Just like just now, he accurately grasped his psychology and accurately threw out the bait, waiting for him to take the bait.

This pure smile is both fake and real.

The essence of the soul cannot be disguised, and neither can the persistence in the heart. No matter from which angle you look at it, you are absolutely the opposite of the mafia, a shining human being.

There is no purest thing in the world, and they will more or less subconsciously pretend to be themselves, and He Quanlian is just the best of them.

Osamu Dazai didn't hate this kind of disguise, and even felt that this kind of Izumi Ren made him feel more at ease, and also made him more interested.

When is he pretending, and when is he revealing the truth? Finding these flaws is a game that belongs only to Osamu Dazai.

Seeing that Izumi Ren opened his mouth, as if he wanted to defend something, Osamu Dazai blocked his lips with his fingertips ahead of time.

The warm and soft lips passed from the fingertips, and then conveyed the numb feeling. Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows in novelty, but said in a serious manner.

"Your background doesn't seem to be a problem. You have no father or mother, and you have been studying in school...but that's just an illusion you want us to see."

"Perhaps, you are a spy of the government or the Ability Division, and you want to sneak into the organization to find information, but according to those dead-headed ideas, it is too young for a 16-year-old to be a spy. Besides, you joined the organization It is full of loopholes and can easily arouse people's suspicion."

He was talking to himself, but his fingertips rubbed restlessly on the soft lips. The soft and waxy touch was unexpectedly addictive, and he couldn't help touching it two or three times.

It wasn't until He Quanlian finally couldn't bear the burning pain and pressed down his flailing hands that he sighed regretfully.

"So, the most likely reason is that you have something important to sneak in here, maybe you are looking for something, maybe you want to get something."

He held He Quanlian's wrist with his backhand, and pressed his fingers on the throbbing pulse. At the same time, a pair of kite-colored eyes stared at He Quanlian's expression, and asked slowly: "Am I right?"

"...Probably." Izumi frowned somewhat tangled, as if she didn't expect Osamu Dazai to speak so openly.

His pulse was beating very steadily, and the expression on his face had never changed. Osamu Dazai frowned slightly, more and more curious about his next explanation.

And He Quanlian also thought for a few seconds in distress, and suddenly raised her head solemnly: "Does it count if you want to win someone's heart?"

Dazai Osamu: "..."

The expression on his face was blank for a moment, and Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes, showing a somewhat confused look.

Before He Quanlian could appreciate his cute expression with interest, he quickly regained his composure, and uttered a name rationally: "It's Zhongya? You really like him."

"Why was Zhongye your first reaction?" He Quanlian stared at him with a chuckle, with an imperceptible light in his eyes, "Isn't there another choice, right in front of me?"

Facing his meaningful gaze, Osamu Dazai was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly turned his head and burst out laughing.

"Hey, so it turns out that the person you like is me~"

The tone suddenly became cheerful, and the serious atmosphere just now collapsed in an instant.

As he said that, he deliberately flirted with an ambiguous wink, and swayed his body shyly.

"……"vomit--

He Quanlian, who just wanted to flirt, didn't expect him to perform such an extremely nasty and malicious expression, and suddenly shivered with a little scalp numbness, and wanted to kill that cheap-mouthed self for the first time.

Doesn't he know what kind of black mud Osamu Dazai is?Why do you want to die! !

"...No, I didn't say that." He laughed dryly and wanted to step back, but was yanked violently by Osamu Dazai, who was much stronger than him, and directly folded up and down in a half-shameful way. The posture fell down on the sofa chair.

And Osamu Dazai took advantage of the situation to wrap his arms around his waist, bringing the tip of his nose close to his. The distance between his chest and his chest was only supported by Izumi Ren's arms. When Dazai Osamu laughed softly, Izumi Ren could even Feel the vibration that is crisp to the bone.

He intentionally leaned into He Quanlian's ear, and whispered in a gentle tone: "Then I'll wait and see what will happen to you...get my heart."

He Quanlian: "..."

Now, he has used all his mind just to restrain himself from teasing back, and the arm around his waist seriously blocked his thoughts.

Therefore, even if he wants to naturally block Dazai Osamu's words now... he can't do it at all!

This Mr. Dazai is also Mrs.—knows a little bit.

Picking the chin, stroking the lips, holding hands, hugging the waist... Damn, it's even better than him!

This makes the adult in his 20s who lives in his heart how to bear it!

Without flirting back immediately, the veins on the back of He Quanlian's hand that he had been holding back for a while suddenly appeared. If this ambiguous atmosphere continues, he will become a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle.

Fortunately, for his forbearance and silence, Osamu Dazai just thought that he didn't know how to respond, just smiled softly, and let go of his hand mercifully.

He Quanlian hurriedly backed away, and finally let out a silent sigh of relief after drawing a certain distance.

"You can go." Osamu Dazai, who was sitting on the chair, waved to him with a smile, "Remember what you said today."

This matter seemed to be over, He Quanlian nodded, and walked outside mechanically.

However, after the door was opened halfway, he realized that he had forgotten to say the lines he had prepared a long time ago. He paused on the doorknob, and slowly turned his head away.

"You haven't answered my question yet." He tilted his head slightly to Osamu Dazai's position, his neck was white and graceful, "Do you hate me?"

This is a very intriguing question, and the average answerer will not come up with a disliked answer, so whether the word is "liked" or "disliked" can determine the basic favorability, and at the same time, it is also a kind of Realized a very tactful way to like this sentiment.

It can be said that it is a little carefulness of He Quanlian who is good at provocative.

Hearing this, Osamu Dazai's eyes narrowed for a moment, and the answer really came to his mind.

But when he opened his lips, he tilted his head and showed a smooth smile.

"Do you care?"

So he replied, answering questions with questions.

The master fights, the soldiers come to block, and the water comes to cover up.

He Quanlian murmured silently in her heart, and returned the same unreserved smile: "Probably, I care more than you."

Without waiting for Osamu Dazai to react, he took a step forward and separated himself from Osamu Dazai in two spaces.

The fiery air in the room refused to dissipate for a long time, and it wasn't until he exited the room that the cold air hit him all of a sudden, and his brain and nerves that were about to move finally calmed down slowly.

In the room, Osamu Dazai also laughed out of his stupefaction, stood up, and lazily stretched his muscles and bones.

He walked to the window, pushed the window open, felt the breeze coming from the window, and took a slight breath.

Afterwards, he pulled aside the half-covered curtain on his side, revealing the pot of small white flowers that he carefully cultivated.

It was the one He Quanlian gave him when they first met.

The picked flowers are slender and fragile, and it is not surprising when they wither. It takes a lot of effort to take care of them in order to preserve them well.

That Osamu Dazai, whose hands are covered in blood, can take care of a small flower carefully is an extremely shocking thing, but it is even more astonishing to be able to prolong its life cycle.

Hearing that Izumiren was coming today, Dazai Osamu thought about it, and decided to hide this flower to perfectly cover up what Hequanren did and said that day, which touched him.

But today, He Quanlian touched his closed heart in a way he didn't expect.

As for Izumiren's purpose, Osamu Dazai would not naively think that what he said was the truth, but even if it was a lie, so what, as long as he kept staring at Hequanlian, he would not be afraid that Hequanlian would turn up any trouble.

Osamu Dazai has that self-confidence and energy. He finally met such an interesting person, so he can't just let him go so easily~

And... As a strong competitor, Zhong also seems to have not realized all this, so he has to take the opportunity to fix him internally.

A sly smile appeared on Osamu Dazai's face, and he immediately picked up the phone and dialed the internal number of the personnel department.

……

When he saw that He Quanlian, who should have been eliminated in the first round, was able to return here to report intact, the head of the personnel department was calm on the face, but actually panicked in his heart.

He never expected that the child who was called to take the test by that terrible Mr. Dazai would be able to pass perfectly and successfully become a part of them.

That is Mr. Dazai, who is good at torture, has established an intelligence network, and has an extremely meticulous mind... To be able to survive such a person perfectly, sure enough, this child must have the charm to make the cadres look up to him!

Since Mr. Dazai hopes to keep this person, even if this person's physical fitness is a piece of shit, they will definitely keep him!

What's more...

The head of the personnel department looked at Izumi Ren with admiration, and couldn't help but patted him on the shoulder: "You've worked hard...Mr. Dazai, don't feel bad."

He Quanlian was stunned by his slightly sympathetic expression, and then, she understood instantly, and stared at the other party with bright eyes: "You, can you understand me?"

"Well..." Seeing his performance, the head of the personnel department thought it was true, and said rather cryptically, "After all, Mr. Dazai's style has been heard, but he seems to like you very much, don't let him down That's good."

"I see." He Quanlian immediately bowed to express her gratitude, "Thank you for your suggestion."

"Yes." The Minister of Personnel Department nodded in satisfaction.

But thinking of Mr. Dazai's order just now, he began to feel a little puzzled again.

Obviously, Mr. Dazai wanted to bring Izumi Ren with him, implying that he would not be allowed to work under any cadres, but at the same time, he decided to let him do some chores with grassroots employees.

Grass-roots employees are generally places where people without talent and possibility go, and they do the hardest and most tiring chores. Let this child go here to exercise, and I don't know what Mr. Dazai's deep meaning is.

However, this definitely does not mean that Mr. Dazai has given up on Izumi Ren. In any case, the future of this child is full of bright future.

Therefore, the head of the personnel department immediately allocated the best double room to He Quanlian, and chose an honest and capable grassroots mafia to take care of him, almost taking care of him in every possible way.

And when He Quanlian saw the red-haired young man in front of him for the first time, his eyes lit up slightly.

He found the target person so quickly. It seems that the members of Hong Kong gangsters are indeed treasures.

The young man was probably in his 20s, and his hair color was darker than Mikoshiba's bright red.

Maybe it's because of the slightly messy hairstyle, and the fact that the stubble around his lips has not been carefully taken care of, making him feel a bit slumped, and he has a lazy and deep voice when he speaks, as if the flow of time has slowed down.

"Hi, I'm Oda Sakunosuke."

He Quanlian had already known his name through the scarlet letter above his head. Hearing this, she suddenly laughed brightly: "My name is He Quanlian, please give me your advice."

Looking at his face, Oda Sakunosuke fell into a state of thinking in silence, and the conversation between the two of them was cut off.

The weird silence made the smile on the corners of He Quanlian's lips a little stiff. Although he had expected that such a slow person would not like to talk, it was still a little embarrassing to be so quiet.

Since the other party didn't come to talk to her, He Quanlian could only adjust the atmosphere by herself.

He immediately stared at Oda Sakunosuke expectantly, and asked: "Can you take me to the necessary places to see, I am not familiar with anything yet?"

Oda Sakunosuke nodded, and finally had a clear goal.

Although he knew that his task was to lead the newcomers, the experience he had never had before still made him a little confused.

The first stop of the two was the dormitory. As soon as the door was opened, the simple and warm room met He Quanlian's eyes.

The room was strictly divided into two halves, one half was extremely neatly arranged in line with Oda Sakunosuke's personality, the beds were neatly made, the bookshelves were full of novels in various covers, and as for personal items, they were almost blank.

And the other half was the blank bed that He Quanlian was going to live in. The shelves were empty and needed to be filled by himself.

Izumi Ren was only interested in the treasures that Oda Sakunosuke might cherish. He scanned the room meticulously, but he couldn't find anything that looked valuable. Only an independent group photo standing on the table was very obvious.

He took a few steps closer to observe, and found that the photos turned out to be a group of young children, each with a bright smile on their face, looking very happy.

Just looking at it like this makes her feel better involuntarily, Izumi Ren couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips, pointed at the photo frame and looked at Oda Sakunosuke: "Are these Mr. Oda's younger brothers?"

"No." Oda Sakunosuke set his eyes on the photo, but there was gentle warmth in his eyes, "This is my adopted orphan."

"Hey..." I didn't expect to hear such an answer, Izumi Ren was surprised but also sincerely praised, "You are such a good person, Mr. Oda."

Unexpectedly, after hearing the words, Oda Sakunosuke denied his words as quickly as possible, paused, and then said lightly: "This is just my atonement."

Whether it was the slightly sad expression or the heavy tone, they all revealed a strong sense of complexity. He Quanlian immediately clicked on it and stopped asking, but a little curiosity emerged in her heart like a cat's paw scratching her heart.

Seemingly aware of the strange atmosphere, Oda Sakunosuke changed the subject: "Your things can be moved here, and the bed here is yours now."

"Thank you, but there's no need." He Quanlian touched the still-good bedding with a relaxed expression, "I don't have anything to carry with me, since the basic expenses are provided here, there is nothing I want to add. "

Oda Sakunosuke had a meal, boys of this age would be full of material needs, and it is rare to see a boy as fresh and ascetic as the boy in front of him.

Either it's just by nature, or... there's nothing outside of it.

Oda Sakunosuke thought of the boy's lively and cheerful personality, and thought it should be the second type.

After the two left the dormitory, they went to the lobby, training ground, canteen, gym and other facilities one after another.

It seems that there are many kinds of buildings, but only the first five floors are really free to move around.

It is said that the above are the offices, reference rooms, and dormitories where the middle and high-level people are located. Hong Kong and black strictly enforce class divisions, and basically the grassroots people cannot see other middle-level and high-level people.

He Quanlian listened carefully, and felt that even if he broke into the Hong Kong gangsters, it would be very difficult to attack the high-level officials.

The only elevator leading to the top of the building is guarded by special personnel. Even if you have permission to go upstairs, someone will follow you all the way. It is true that even a mosquito cannot fly over.

"Do you know where Mr. Dazai...sister lives?" Izumi Ren asked Oda Sakunosuke tentatively.

Hearing the name, Oda Sakunosuke looked down at him, but before he could catch the subtle change, Oda Sakunosuke shook his head, expressing his ignorance with actions.

However, he rarely added curiously: "Do you know Dazai?"

Noticing that he didn't add an honorific title, He Quanlian just paused when she wanted to deny the words, and a flash of light flashed in her mind, which suddenly turned into a bright smile and touched the hair at the back of her head.

"I like Mr. Dazai very much, and I also met him by fate."

As he said that, he carefully looked at the expression of Oda Sakunosuke, and saw that Oda Sakunosuke nodded, and there was still no special change in his expression, but the warmth in his eyes became more obvious.

This made Izumi Ren even more guess that he had poked Oda Sakunosuke's favor.

Perhaps, Oda Sakunosuke knew Dazai Osamu?

Probably the relationship between the two has made some progress. When it was time for lunch, Izumi Ren and Oda Sakunosuke sat face to face in the dining room.

Bored, under the deliberate guidance of He Quanlian, the number of conversations gradually increased.

As they got along gradually, Izumi Ren could feel that Oda Sakunosuke treated him like a child because he was much older than him.

For example, when he picked out green peppers and threw them away as if nothing had happened, Oda Sakunosuke would look at him lightly and remind him: "If you don't eat green peppers, you won't grow taller."

He successfully hit He Quanlian's pain point, so depressed that He Quanlian had to swallow it.

In addition, Oda Sakunosuke rarely uttered a series of extremely long lines, to the effect of introducing what they, the grassroots employees, need to do.

After mentioning mine clearance, anti-narcotics, or security work, he took a deep look at Izumilian, who was not very good-looking, and reminded vaguely: "This is not a world suitable for you, and it will be accompanied by injuries and deaths. "

So, He Quanlian understood that he wanted to persuade himself to get out of the bitter sea of ​​Hong Kong and black as soon as possible.

He Quanlian was very grateful for his kindness, but he also had a reason to stay here, so he just said a few reasons and prevaricated them back.

Oda Sakunosuke maintained this posture, frowned and pondered for half a minute, then asked stiffly, "What's your parents' opinion?"

"It's not in this world anymore."

He Quanlian thought about her parents who were far away in another world, and the light in her eyes suddenly dimmed.

As soon as he got lost, Oda Sakunosuke stopped talking, just stared at the food quietly, and the atmosphere became a little depressed again.

...It's a little troublesome.

Izumi Ren looked at Sakunosuke Oda who was thinking about something with his eyes downcast with some headaches.

In fact, he is not very good at dealing with people of this kind of temperament. His flexibility is his flexibility when he sees a trick, but when facing a silent person, he feels a little helpless.

But there is no way, He Quanlian wants to establish a good relationship with the target person, so he can only bite the bullet and ask: "Why did Mr. Oda join the Mafia?"

"Because I don't know anything except this." Oda Sakunosuke replied very calmly.

But He Quanlian gave a pause to the palm of the chopsticks, and looked at him rather speechlessly: "..."

"...Well, I think you have misunderstood your job, Oda-san."

He couldn't help but put down his chopsticks, stared seriously at Oda Sakunosuke's eyebrows, and folded his hands, showing a serious conversation.

As if influenced by him, Oda Sakunosuke also put down his chopsticks, with his hands hanging by his sides, with a serious face.

Even though he was in a messy cafeteria, it was full of solemnity as if he was having a meeting in a conference room.

This table with a distinctive style of painting immediately attracted the attention of everyone, but neither Izumi Ren nor Oda Sakunosuke cared about other people's opinions, they just stared at each other solemnly.

"Landmine removal, bodyguards, drug detection... No matter how you look at it, this is an amazing talent, Mr. Oda, because this is something ordinary people can't do, and you can be proud of your ability. "

He Quanlian said deeply: "Even if you leave the mafia, you can still accept private work and earn living expenses, and it is safe and secure. It is much better than this kind of black-hearted enterprise."

He said it happily, but when he heard the word black-hearted enterprise, the mafia who were eavesdropping all around immediately backed away as if they were facing a big enemy, wishing to poke their ears on the spot.

Just kidding, daring to slander your own organization, this is a desperate rhythm.

It's okay for these two people to die, they don't want to be involved in it!

The onlookers were so frightened that they shivered and hugged themselves tightly, but neither the speaker nor the listener showed any special expressions, and Oda Sakunosuke even fell into deep thought: "...Is this so?"

"If staying here is not for status, rights and vanity, Mr. Oda doesn't need to die here." Izumi nodded vigorously, "After all, talents like you will be popular everywhere!"

Listening to the endless persuasion in his ear, Oda Sakunosuke responded thoughtfully, and realized a problem later.

Obviously he was the first to persuade He Quanlian not to join the organization, why are the two people's positions completely reversed now?

"I understand." However, He Quanlian's words did open his mind and let him understand the lives of ordinary people better. "Thank you for the reminder."

He Quanlian gave a very helpful and reserved smile, thinking that it would be a matter of great merit if he could change the life trajectory of a person who was squeezed by black-hearted enterprises.

However, before he was happy for half a second, he saw Oda Sakunosuke suddenly turned his head as if thinking of something, and reminded: "Oh, yes, once you join the organization, you can never leave. Starting a second life should not work."

"..."

He Quanlian's smile instantly froze on his face, and he fell into deep thought.

So, is there such a rule?

Then he just wanted to take a part-time job for a summer vacation, and the idea of ​​resigning after school...wouldn't it be in vain? !

Realizing the importance of the problem, He Quanlian began to think hard, hoping to find a way to get the best of both worlds.

However, he couldn't find a solution, and instead, he was led by Oda Sakunosuke to start his first mafia job in his life.

——Mediate quarrel between husband and wife.

He Quanlian was stunned when he heard about this mission. Why is the mafia still responsible for mediating quarrels between ordinary couples? ?

However, it is said that as long as people in the upper class need help, whether it is looking for a lost kitten or running errands as a courier, as members of the grassroots mafia, they must accept it unconditionally.

Therefore, Izumi Ren watched how a noble lady was arguing with her husband in full swing, while Oda Sakunosuke, who was in charge of persuading the fight, maintained a blank expression, and occasionally echoed a few words.

Saying it was persuasion was more like listening to their grievances.

This slightly indifferent attitude annoyed the lady, the beautiful lady stared at Oda Sakunosuke furiously, and complained dissatisfiedly: "I didn't ask you to come here to see our family's ugliness, you just work like this of?!"

Hequanlian also nodded slightly. I have to say that Mr. Oda's strategy is really bad, and blindly agreeing will only be counterproductive.

But Izumi Ren is not worried, after all, Oda Sakunosuke is an experienced mafia, as long as this kind of small matter of persuading a fight is serious, he will definitely be able to catch it, and he is already ready to watch seriously.

But the later plot made Izumi Ren start to be puzzled, because instead of showing his unique skills, Oda Sakunosuke seemed to stand there in a daze.

Facing the lady's accusation, he blinked his eyes, his lips squirmed, and then closed his mouth as if he didn't know how to speak, as if he was being criticized by others.

"……"No way.

The corner of Izumi Ren's eyes twitched, could it be that this was not Oda Sakunosuke's strategy at all, but... He didn't know how to solve it from the beginning? ?

Seeing that the lady was so angry that she wanted to make a complaint call to report to the upper echelons of the organization, He Quanlian hurriedly stood up regardless of the onlookers.

He first praised the lady from head to toe with superb compliments, coaxing the other party to be elated, and at the same time, he began to praise his husband's vision and character.

Although the noble lady has not let go of her husband's anger, but she has vanity, even if it is to accept these compliments, she will go along with it.

And He Quanlian used this kind of psychology to continuously bring pleasure to the lady, making her float in the air like a feather.

After talking for half an hour, the lady looked at He Quanlian with joy and pleasure, and even insisted on holding his hand and inviting him to be a guest.

Looking at the fiery red lips, the winking eyes like silk, and the half-covered clothes, Izumi Ren's body was extremely stiff, and she almost subconsciously asked Oda Sakunosuke for help.

Fortunately, Oda Sakunosuke was very reliable, he didn't speak much, but his action was extremely strong, and he was pulled out of his clutches abruptly.

Only then did He Quanlian heave a sigh of relief, and while tidying up her somewhat messy clothes, she gloomily complained about her failure to succeed.

What he likes is Nakaya's flirtatious and handsome type, he doesn't care about others, okay?

"Thank you very much for today." As if feeling guilty about what happened today, Oda Sakunosuke looked down at his expression, and suddenly suggested: "How about eating curry at noon, the boss is very good at cooking."

Hearing this, He Quanlian immediately looked up at him with a smile, and deliberately asked, "Do you want to invite me?"

"of course."

"Then I'll have a big one."

"Okay, but you can't pick out the carrots."

"...How old do you treat me as a child?"

Oda Sakunosuke brought him to a very quiet curry restaurant. Only the boss was busy in the room, and no other guests could be seen.

If it wasn't for a special reason, you wouldn't notice such an inconspicuous shop, and Izumi Ren sat down next to Oda Sakunosuke while looking around.

"Boss, as usual, two copies."

Sakunosuke Oda skillfully ordered the food, and the boss also gave a thumbs up tacitly. Within 10 minutes, the fresh curry was out of the oven.

Noticing that the expressionless Oda Sakunosuke slowly poured the curry into his mouth, he immediately stretched his brows and eyes with warmth, and Izumi Ren couldn't help but began to look forward to it, and also dug a spoonful of curry into his mouth.

——"Good, so spicy!!"

In the next second, He Quanlian frowned in pain, and covered her mouth with her hands.

The pain that was almost numb to the base of the tongue continued to spread, He Quanlian panted continuously, and even spit out half of her pink tongue, fanning the wind with her hands: "This is too spicy."

"After all, this shop is famous for its super spicy curry."

"There is such a spicy curry, it's the first time..." Halfway through speaking, Hequanlian suddenly realized that the words just now were not from Oda Sakunosuke's voice, and immediately froze in place.

When he quickly turned his head to look to the side, the smiling face of Dazai Osamu who was sitting on his right caught his eyes unexpectedly.

At this moment, Osamu Dazai rested his chin on one elbow, sat carelessly on the chair and turned his body. Under the soft black hair, there were a pair of gentle iris-colored eyes, staring at him without blinking.

He Quanlian was startled: "... When did you come?"

Osamu Dazai squinted his eyes mischievously: "Guess?"

Before He Quanlian looked away and didn't bother to pay attention to his riddles, he suddenly added, "Isn't it spicy?"

"..."

The memory that had just been forgotten resurfaced again, and Izumi Ren only felt the hotness covering his tongue again, and immediately gave Osamu Dazai a look with reddish eye rims.

"Tongue hurts?"

Unexpectedly, Osamu Dazai leaned closer to him curiously, and his eyes fell on his reddish lips.

Then suddenly raised his chin with one hand, and chuckled in a coaxing tone: "Stick out your tongue, I'll help you take a look."

He Quanlian: "..."

Look, this is a natural hooligan, really amazing.

The author has something to say: He Quanlian: Do you hate me?

Osamu Dazai: Do you care?

——No winner——

Osamu Dazai: Stick out your tongue, let me lick it for you.

He Quanlian: Get lost.

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Don't climb the wall, we are firm in the CCP, and the CCP will come out tomorrow, hold on!

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In addition, the normal update will resume tomorrow, and I will update it at 21:[-] in the evening-first two chapters? (Because there are a lot of bosses feeding and feeding, there are even deep water and diving! Cover your heart, I am so touched by this little transparency, let me repay everyone on the basis of two chapters~)

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Here is a little explanation of the little angel's question~

1. The flirting between Ren Izumi and Osamu Dazai is hypocritical, that is, they are all acting!Osamu Dazai won't like him just because Ren Izumi flirts with him!Both of them think this kind of acting is very interesting.

2. It's not that He Quanlian has to be killed, but the relationship between the two is just a budding, and his character design just likes to tease people, so he will tease others, but it's only limited to teasing.

3. Joining the organization with the identity of Moon Shadow Mask will reveal the vest. I don’t quite understand the doubts of the little angels. I designed the storyline of Hequanlian, who is harmless to humans and animals on the surface, wearing a vest and stealing in Hong Kong. Lah, wait until the vest is taken off before you can truly become a member of Hong Kong black.

That's all for now, thank you for your support~