All fell

Even at such a time, Osamu Dazai was still playing games leisurely, without any sense of urgency about being hunted down by Hong Kong gangsters.

He even encouraged Sakura to play games together.

Oda Sakunosuke seemed to have no tension at all, and calmly carried the curry he just bought to the kitchen to heat it up.

"Does Dazai-san want to go there?"

After staying in Yokohama for a long time, Sakura has also heard of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, which is an organization similar to the government. If Hong Kong gangsters control the dark night in Yokohama, then the Supernatural Secret Service Division belongs to the bright side. .

"No." Osamu Dazai shook his raised index finger, smiling all over his face.

"Ango is there too." Oda Sakunosuke came over with several plates of curry.

Ango Sakaguchi, was their friend, whose name Sakura had heard last time at Lupin's bar.

"As an undercover agent sent by the Supernatural Secret Service Division, he deceived us in Hong Kong for so long..." After the game was won, Osamu Dazai simply threw away the game console and touched his chin.

Sakura blinked her cat's eyes, feeling that Mr. Dazai was going to play tricks.

"This time, the Mimic incident almost caused us irreparable consequences," Osamu Dazai said meaningfully, "Now we have to show some attitude to make up for it."

Oda Sakunosuke had no objection, and ate the extra spicy curry in silence.

Sakura also took a bite.

"I want to add more spiciness..."

"Ah."

Osamu Dazai complained dissatisfied: "Hey, are you all just eating curry? Why don't you respond?"

"I think Mr. Dazai must have a good idea." Sakura put down the spoon and said seriously.

Oda Sakunosuke nodded, and began to add spiciness to the curry.

"It's okay this time." He said to the little girl.

The little girl said softly, "Okay—"

Osamu Dazai also took a bite of curry, only the curry on his plate was of normal spiciness.

"I want to drink a cup of dishwashing liquid~" After eating and drinking enough, the black-haired boy wrapped in bandages began to act like a demon again, leaning his chin on Sakura's shoulder, and said in a long and coquettish voice.

Sakura expressionlessly pushed away a large Osamu Dazai pendant: "No."

"Eh—why?" Osamu Dazai puffed up his cheeks in dissatisfaction, and his kite-colored eyes looked at the little girl with grievances.

It seems that he has really been wronged by the sky.

Sakura was very firm: "Mr. Dazai, humans cannot digest dish soap, so eating it is a waste."

Oda Sakunosuke was a little stunned: "It is indeed so."

Osamu Dazai showed a helpless expression: "Okay, since the young lady has said so, then I won't drink today."

Isn't it...human beings?

Indeed, it should have been expected.

In the ensuing discussion about where to go, Osamu Dazai denied the option of going to the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

"Don't become a model worker like Ango." Dazai Osamu mercilessly dissed Ango, a poor man who was not there, "Hey, with Ango's current work efficiency, his hair will go bald very early."

Sakura thought of the phrase "As long as you don't go to get off work, you don't have to go to work, as long as you don't sleep, you don't have to get up", and she actually thought it was quite possible.

Although she has never met Ango Sakaguchi, let's mourn for the other's hair first.

"Mr. Oda, do you want to go to the Supernatural Secret Service Division?" Sakura tilted her head.

After all, no matter how you look at it, the Supernatural Secret Service Division is a good choice in Yokohama.

But before Osamu Dazai came up with such a convincing reason, Odasaku thought about it and shook his head without hesitation.

"No." The bearded man with wine-red hair said calmly, thinking of Ango Sakaguchi's usual work.

Occasionally, I still have to think about my hair.

As a result, the Ability Secret Service Division was passed.

In the end, the answer given by Osamu Dazai was actually the Armed Detective Agency.

Sakura was stunned for a moment: "Armed detective agency?"

"Yes, Miss, do you have any other ideas?" Osamu Dazai asked with interest.

The current armed detective agency is not very eye-catching in Yokohama. It is incomparable with the power of Hong Kong and black that pinch the heart of Yokohama, but it is naturally valuable to be selected by Osamu Dazai after some investigation.

Sakura shook her head: "No, I just think Mr. Dazai is very discerning."

"Miss knows about the armed detective organization?" Osamu Dazai was a little surprised.

"Yeah." Sakura hesitated, "If necessary, I can contact you."

"Eh-eh?"

……

The contact information left by Fukuzawa Yukichi last time is still there. Sakura called and helped recommend Dazai Osamu to Fukuzawa Yukichi, and Dazai Osamu can take care of the rest.

Sakura knew Mr. Dazai had this ability.

It seems that as long as Mr. Dazai wants to do it, he can do almost everything in this world.

"No, Miss, there are still things I can't do." Osamu Dazai said with a smile while propping his chin.

Sakura blinked her cat's eyes, looked at Osamu Dazai's smile, and didn't ask any further questions.

And Oda Sakunosuke was naturally drawn to the Armed Detective Agency.

The files of the two of them are too dark, and they need to be cleaned up for several years. This arduous task was given to the man named Ango Sakaguchi by Dazai as a matter of course.

"Ango is going to work overtime again." Oda Sakunosuke also knew how difficult it was to wash his and Dazai Osamu's resume.

A former killer, the youngest cadre of Hong Kong gangsters, is about to become black coal. Just thinking about the workload of cleaning his resume, it is enough for Ango Sakaguchi to go back and forth several times.

Of course, Oda Sakunosuke and Dazai Osamu couldn't just wait for their resumes to be cleaned up. They started the days of running between the Armed Detective Agency and the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

Sakura became the most leisurely one.

But she couldn't be free soon, and she was hunted down by the "disaster dogs" of Hong Kong gangsters.

"Why?" Leaping back slightly to avoid the ferocious black beast's attack, the little girl with silver hair and blue eyes tilted her head in confusion.

Mr. Dazai and Mr. Oda were not hunted down, but she was the one who was hunted down?

Of course, Sakura was not angry about this, she just felt puzzled.

"I have a mission to bring you back to Hong Kong." Ryunosuke Akutagawa stopped Rashomon and said coldly.

Thanks to Sakurari, he can not only use Rashomon to attack, but also learned to use it to imprison others.

Yingli blinked her water-blue cat eyes, looking at the ferocious black beast that blocked all her escape routes.

"Mr. Sen?" She simply stopped hiding.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke: "Yes." His expression was a bit complicated, thinking of Mr. Dazai who had defected.

However, the little girl in front of her is clearly not from Hong Kong gangsters, so why did the leader ask him to arrest her?

Sakura thought about it, and understood something.

"Please go back and tell Mr. Mori," the little girl with silver hair and blue eyes looked serious, "I don't hate him at all."

"Mr Mori uses his means to get what he considers important, and I do the same."

"I... don't hate myself."

Sakura paused.

"Also, please tell Mr. Sen that there is no need to buy extra skirts for Alice."

After saying this, Sakura wanted to leave, but Akutagawa Ryunosuke couldn't let her go, so he manipulated Rashomon to rush over.

"You can't catch me." Sakura said with a delicate little face inside.

She moved out of Rashomon's range at a speed that human eyes could not discern, slipping faster than a rabbit.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke who let Sakura run away under his nose again: "——Mera Sakura."

Grit your teeth.

Next time, he will definitely catch her!

Just as he had just taken back the Rashomon, the object he had been thinking about capturing back appeared beside him as if moving in space.

"I want to ask you something." The little girl touched his waist lightly with her fingertips and said softly.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa barely reacted.

What is this, to be caught without a fight?

"No," Sakura seemed to see what he was thinking, "I just want to ask you, please make sure to keep my coat safe."

Reminded by the little girl, Akutagawa Ryunosuke almost instantly recalled the cat-eared Rashomon incident caused by her coat...

This caused Akutagawa Ryunosuke to cough several times in a row, and a blush appeared on his pale face in the blink of an eye.

"I will never keep that dress!!"

However, this sentence was not heard by the little girl as she wished. After asking for help, before Rashomon could be used again, Sakura had already slipped away.

……

In the chief's office of the Hong Kong and Hei Building, after listening to Akutagawa Ryunosuke's report, Mori Ogai twitched his lips slightly: "That's right."

Sure enough, he was still angry because of it.

Alice put her hands on her hips in dissatisfaction: "It's all because of Lin Taro, Sakura doesn't want to come to me anymore, and she won't even wear a small skirt anymore!"

"Hey, Alice-chan, I don't want to do this either—" Mori Ogai sighed, showing a sad expression.

"However," the man's dark purple eyes looked out of the floor-to-ceiling windows, "This result may be much better than I imagined."

……

Sakura slipped away like a cat, and she would have no problem if she stayed there, but it was hard for Paul Shomon to destroy the surroundings in anger.

When passing by the candy shop, Sakura seemed to feel something and stopped.

Just as she was feeling the vague intuition, she was suddenly patted on the shoulder.

Yingli turned her head and slightly opened her cat's eyes: "Mr. Ranpo."

The black-haired boy dressed as a detective was squinting at her, wearing a pair of glasses, his green eyes staring at her through the lenses.

Sakura blinked.

Today, Edogawa Ranpo was uncharacteristically silent for a long time, before muttering softly: "Master Detective wants to eat rough snacks."

Sakura looked at the candy shop not far away, and thought of the scene when she met Edogawa Ranpo for the first time.

"Mr. Ranpo, let's go shopping together." Sakura softly extended the invitation.

Queuing up to buy some dim sum, Edogawa Ranpo seemed to be still not in high spirits, so he took off his glasses and put them in his pocket.

"Mr. Ranpo?"

Edogawa lowered his eyes at random steps, and met the little girl's cat pupils which were clear and shallow.

"Master Ranpo doesn't know how to take the tram." He stretched out his hand to hold Yingli's hand, and suddenly said this.

Yingli froze for a moment, "I'll take Mr. Ranpo to take the tram."

She grabbed Edogawa Ranpo with her backhand, and led him to the tram platform like last time.

After successfully getting on the tram, Sakura sat in the carriage opposite Edogawa Ranpo, looking out the window with her chin resting.

Everything seemed to be the same as last time, only this time there was one less bottle of soda with marbles and two more thick snacks.

As time passed, Edogawa Ranpo became more and more unhappy and pressed his side face on the small table, staring at Sakura with beautiful green eyes.

"You're leaving," he said.