[Wen Ye] Miss Sea Rabbit

Kunikida Doppo didn't respond immediately, he lowered his head to digest the thunderous idea of ​​Atsushi Nakajima, calculating the possibility of cooperating with Mafia.

"Cooperate with the mafia?" Dazai Osamu suddenly raised his head.

The fluffy black hair was wrapped with snow-white bandages, Kunikida Doppo was wrapped casually, the bandages were intertwined with the slightly curly hair, making his hair a little messy, and a little blood was smudged on it, like a dye Embellish it as well.

Osamu Dazai raised his eyes, and Atsushi Nakajima looked at him firmly at this moment: "That's right."

There is no hesitation in my heart.

It is not impossible to cooperate with the port mafia, but Chisui Fujiwara needs to negotiate with Mori Ogai.

With the help of the Mafia, the detective agency can be more relaxed in dealing with the combination.

"But, will the president agree?" Tanizaki Junichiro asked.

The door of the detective agency opened with a creak, Haruno Kirako poked his head: "I have already asked the president, and the president said that the full authority is left to you."

Other members: "..." Is it so efficient?

"Okay!" Osamu Dazai stood up on the spot, turned around and walked out, "Then let me negotiate with the Mafia~"

Kunikida Doppo: "Dazai, be careful."

"Okay..." Osamu Dazai returned with a bright smile, turned and went out.

The next second, Kunikida Doppo chased him out angrily: "Osamu Dazai, come back to me! Let me finish the entrustment first!"

But at this time, Osamu Dazai was no longer outside the door.

Osamu Dazai walked happily on the street after escaping a day's workload. The road was almost cleared in a few hours, and many cars were already driving slowly on the asphalt.

If you calculate the time, Qianshui should go to the monument in a short time, Osamu Dazai pondered, then go there and wait for her~

……

Today's flower shop has a baby's breath.

There are small clusters of flowers in a delicately packaged bouquet of dried flowers, with a little bit of white against the dark blue. Holding it in the palm of your hand seems to pick off the whole night with the distant and bright stars.

It's so pretty, Chisui Fujiwara held the bouquet in front of her eyes. Although it was dried flowers, it still had a refreshing floral fragrance when I heard it recently.

Just buy this one.

Holding the newly purchased bouquet, I walked all the way along the coastline. The sound of footsteps was crisp and sharp. The waves beat against the rocks, and the white foam was thrown high.

The crystal-clear and beautiful waves of glass and emeralds sway with the ebb and flow of the tide. In the distance, there is a giant ship whistling, which is ethereal and long.

The disaster that affected the entire city was stopped in time, and Yokohama's losses were not large. The port was re-opened after a short period of time to clean up, and the stores reopened soon.

LED screens are embedded on the surface of high-rise buildings, which are colorful; the neon lights at the intersection are as usual and orderly.

Chisui Fujiwara walked briskly, sure enough, this is what Yokohama should look like.

In the distant memory, the wreckage of the huge passenger plane gradually sank into the deep sea, gradually faded and turned into dust.

And the Ferris wheel behind it is more vividly painted with rainbow.

"Huh?... Dazai?"

There is a person standing in front of the usually empty monument, wearing a light-colored windbreaker, slightly curly black hair fluttering with the sea breeze, the bandage covering the wound is blown away with the wind, and the long and slender white hand with clear bones is grasped by the wind and held in it .

He is tall and straight, with a dignified appearance.

Hearing the movement, he turned around to look at her, his slightly slanted kite eyes reflected the sunset at dusk, the corners of his lips were raised up, and his lips were slightly parted, and the magnetic and melodious voice seemed to be about to roll down like pearls.

Fujiwara Chisui clearly felt that her lively heartbeat stopped for a second for some reason, and then it started beating again quickly and violently, even faster than before.

Even though he didn't get close enough, the figure of Dazai Osamu seemed to be blocked by the air, and he was about to suffocate.

She took a deep breath, put her left hand on her chest, her heart was beating violently, what does it feel like?

Chisui Fujiwara raised her eyes and collided with Osamu Dazai's eyes.

My bamboo horse smiled brightly, looking straight at her without concealing it.

Untimely, something seemed to explode in Chisui Fujiwara's head, and fireworks bloomed, covering the clear and clear sky.

She looked away in a panic, and looked at the vast sea as if avoiding it.

"What's going on..." Fujiwara Chisui murmured, somewhat at a loss.

Is it because someone is waiting for me today?Or is it preventing the group from being too happy?

The heartbeat was unstable for a long time, Fujiwara Chisui frowned, standing here is not a solution.

Forget it.

She took another step and walked towards Osamu Dazai.

"It's so slow - Qianshui -" Osamu Dazai's voice floated lazily.

"It's such a short road, why did it take you so long—"

Fujiwara Chisui: "..."

Her heartbeat stabilized.

Fujiwara Chisui glared at him, and quibbled: "There is no urgent matter, why not walk over slowly?"

"Oh? Is that so~" Osamu Dazai looked down at her with a smile.

Covering the smooth black hair with his hand and rubbing it, he saw that the rouge that was about to disappear had returned to normal, even deeper.

Osamu Dazai: It was fun :)

Raising his eyebrows, he slowly approached Fujiwara Qianshui's ear: "Qianshui, your ears are very red~" As he spoke, his slender fingers gently brushed the edge of her ear.

Fujiwara Chisui:! ! !

"Osamu Dazai!" She jumped away from him, covered her ears and took a few steps back, her fair and pretty oval face was flushed red now, "You!"

Osamu Dazai looked at her innocently: "What did I do?"

Fujiwara Chisui is extremely arrogant, you obviously have it!He wanted to open his mouth to refute, but when he opened his mouth, he realized that his cheeks were heating up faster, so he closed his mouth aggrieved.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" She blocked Mantianxing in front of her, not wanting Dazai Osamu to see her blushing face.

"Don't block it~ I've seen it~ super red~" Osamu Dazai's teasing voice came with the wind, and at this moment Chisui Fujiwara wished she could be deaf.

"To shut up!"

"But let me tell you, Qianshui." Osamu Dazai approached slowly, moved away the bouquet of flowers that Fujiwara Chisui was covering her eyes, and watched her dark eyes slightly widen, and her head and forehead lightly touched her heaven.

Fujiwara Chisui's eyes cannot be avoided.

"You're like this, I can't help but wonder if you like me~"

The man in front of him seemed to say something lightly that made Fujiwara Chisui's heart beat faster and doubted himself.

"I, I, I..." She spoke incoherently, her language was fragmented, and Osamu Dazai was approaching, making her unable to think normally.

hi, like? ! !

Fujiwara Chisui took a few steps back in bewilderment.

"I didn't! I, I, I, I don't know... I don't know, I don't know..." She retorted, and in the end she didn't know whether she was refuting Osamu Dazai or herself.

Self-hypnosis has failed, the heartbeat is unstoppable, and even breathing becomes rapid.

Fujiwara Chisui pursed her lips, the one she likes is obviously, obviously...

Obviously, it should be a warm and jade-like, meticulous... person.But, but why?Why do I feel happy for no reason every time I see Osamu Dazai?Why can Osamu Dazai be indulged in every prank?

Does this make no sense?

Yeah, that doesn't make sense.

So, do you like it?

Clenching her hands unconsciously, and rubbing the matte paper wrapped around the starry sky against her skin, making a slight sound, Fujiwara Chisui's thoughts became more and more chaotic.

Osamu Dazai stopped walking and looked at Chisui Fujiwara who was standing still with his brain in place, his eyes were deep.

Osamu Dazai: cute :)

It was already obvious, the corners of his lips raised slightly, why not just confess.

"Qian—" Before the words fell, that Fujiwara Qianshui made a move first.

She turned around, and the bouquet in her hand pointed directly at Osamu Dazai's door, mixed with strong wind, blocking his way forward.

Forget it, don't think about it for now, if he opens his mouth again, he will only become more and more chaotic.

Fujiwara Qianshui expressionless: "Shut up, if you talk again, your tongue will be pulled out."

Osamu Dazai: "???"

Can you walk through a plot normally? ? ?Chisui Fujiwara? ? ?