Today I also want to resign from Hong Kong black

Some ambiguous whispers disappeared before they had time to react.

The long windbreaker was lifted up with the young man's steps, and some messy bandages slipped out of the collar, swaying with the wind.

But this situation only existed for a moment, and was quickly broken by myself.

Osamu Dazai turned around, with a smile in his kite-colored eyes, but the words he said were full of playful malice: "Anything is fine, even if it's a late-night topic like a love discussion, it's fine."

Rina Komatsu: ...?

Why is love discussion a late-night topic?

No, why did she ask Osamu Dazai to talk about this kind of thing? !If she stabs her now, can it be judged as self-defense?

This person caused too much psychological trauma to her!

Osamu Dazai restrained his smile: "Rinna, go and tell Akutagawa, the cooperation with the Demon Slayer Squad is left to him."

Rina Komatsu was puzzled: "Master Dazai, why can't it be me?"

Moreover, Akutagawa has been plotted against. If he is asked to cooperate, according to his personality, this cooperation may not be peaceful.

Rina Komatsu, who could already imagine that scene, raised her forehead.

"Secret." Osamu Dazai pretended to be mysterious, and pressed down with one hand to mess up Rina Komatsu's hair, "That's a special mission for you, go think about it, Rinna."

Don't make her sound like an unthinking idiot.

Rina Komatsu held her hair down, missed Osamu Dazai's hand shortly, and said perfunctorily: "Okay, okay, I understand, Dazai-sama."

Osamu Dazai smiled, didn't say anything, just turned around and left.

The harbor in the distance reflects the reddish-brown sunset, and the afterglow makes the whole building dark red,

There are so many things that happened that day. Obviously, she can be regarded as just discharged from the hospital, and the conscience of the social animal is still constantly urging her.

Rina Komatsu covered her chest with one hand, leaned against the wall and sighed softly.

Before she called up Ryunosuke Akutagawa's number from the address book, that thin figure just appeared in front of Rina Komatsu.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke raised his eyebrows high, and the word Sichuan in his eyebrows was so deep that he could hardly erase it.

He still didn’t have a good tone when he spoke: “Get out of the way.”

"Good good."

Rina Komatsu raised her hands helplessly, and obediently took half a step back.

Although judging from the distance comparison, she won't be in the way of Akutagawa Ryunosuke at all!

Ryunosuke Akutagawa seemed to have fought fiercely somewhere, and there was still a smell of fishy smell on his body, which aroused Rinna Komatsu's stress reaction, and the hair on his arm stood up unconsciously.

Subconsciously, Rina Komatsu took another half step back, suppressing the thought of covering her mouth and nose.

Did this guy Akutagawa deal with it again?When will the person in front of me learn to deal with it more cleanly!

Rina Komatsu looked at the violent Ryunosuke Akutagawa with disgust.

It's just that Ryunosuke Akutagawa didn't even look at Rina Komatsu, he just jumped over her and walked into the elevator.

Rina Komatsu stopped him: "Akutagawa, Dazai-sama has a new task for you."

As soon as he heard Dazai Osamu's name, Akutagawa Ryunosuke braked a step visibly to the naked eye, and he stopped in front of the elevator entrance, tilting his head and squinting at Rina Komatsu.

"What did Dazai-sama say?"

Rina Komatsu did not answer, but asked instead: "Did you do it? Is the blood loss so serious this time?"

The closer Ryunosuke Akutagawa got to her, the stronger the stench of blood became, which gave Rina Komatsu a headache.

Even if she didn't go to the scene, she could still imagine the bleeding after being penetrated by Rashomon.

"I'm in a hurry." Akutagawa Ryunosuke's tone was cold, and his gray eyes fell on Komatsu Rina indifferently, "As long as it is finally resolved, it doesn't matter what the means are."

That's right, that's right, this is the value orientation of you Akutagawa Ryunosuke all along.

Rina Komatsu sighed quietly. Although she disagreed, she really had no position to refute.

"When you went on a mission, you missed a lot of things. The few people we met that night were members of an organization called the Ghost Killing Squad..."

After taking a deep breath, Rina Komatsu endured the discomfort that invaded from the nasal cavity, and quickly explained the cause and effect of the incident to Ryunosuke Akutagawa.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke's eyes moved slightly, but the reaction on his mouth was very flat: "I see. Is there anything else?"

Komatsu Rinna was taken aback, a thought flashed through his mind, and he blurted out without thinking——

"Before you go to see the leader, why don't you change your clothes first?"

After speaking, she saw Akutagawa Ryunosuke's indescribable expression, frowning tightly like a bitter gourd, opened his mouth slightly for a moment, and then closed it tightly again.

In the end, the young man in front of him glared at her angrily, then flung off his windbreaker indifferently and left. Rashomon also made a sharp turn in the air, and the scene looked a little funny.Rina Komatsu shrank her shoulders timidly, and stuck out her tongue behind Akutagawa Ryunosuke's invisible back.

She must have been thoroughly infiltrated by Dazai Osamu's thoughts, but she actually said such things to Akutagawa Ryunosuke.

However, Ryunosuke Akutagawa, who always had a sullen face, rarely became childish.

Don't you suffer from Osamu Dazai's mental pressure with her, and finally mutate?

Rina Komatsu waved her hand, waving away the random thoughts in her mind.

The figure of Akutagawa Ryunosuke disappeared before her eyes, and the pocket buzzed and vibrated the next second as if she had made an appointment.

As if she already knew who was on the other end of the phone, Rina Komatsu picked up the vibrating phone and responded softly: "Well, Mr. Dazai, I have already met Akutagawa, and he is responsible for that matter."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Rinna. Would you like to come out for a drink on such a good night?"

"Don't make jokes like that. I'm still a Prohibition minor."

Komatsu Rinna paused, thinking about it carefully, Mr. Dazai is actually still within the scope of the ban.But he has always had no taboos, and his style of acting is eclectic.

Well, as expected of him, Rina Komatsu nodded in conviction on the phone.

"Ah."

A low-pitched and pleasant laughter came out of the microphone, with a tingling texture like electricity, like the melodious music of a cello.

"Then, good night, I wish you a sweet dream tonight."

"...Good night, you should go to bed first."

Looking at the slightly bright sky, the pointer on the watch has just pointed to the end of seven o'clock.Rinna Komatsu was speechless, and deftly responded to her boss.

"Dazai, why are you still talking about business while you're drinking?"

Osamu Dazai put down the phone, and looked at the unshaven male with short red hair sitting beside him with a smile.

He was dressed very casually, with a loose coat that almost covered his entire body, and the wine glass on his lips was already half empty, looking like a slovenly and decadent uncle.

But the person in front of him is actually just 23 in his youth.

"It's a lovely subordinate. I've caused some troubles recently, but it's okay, the matter will be resolved." Osamu Dazai smiled, his iris-colored eyes penetrated the clear yellow wine, and the truth in his eyes could not be seen in the rippling water. Emotions.

He put down his wine glass, propped his head sideways and looked at Oda Tsukuru beside him with his chin propped sideways, and joked again as usual: "Oda Tsukuru, do you know, she is the work I am most satisfied with so far."

"Calling a person a work? You really have a bad taste." Oda Saku ignored the excited Osamu Dazai and shook the round ice cube in the glass. The ice cube collided with the glass wall lightly, and the cold gradually spread to the fingertips. , he asked casually: "Speaking of which, Ango was late today."

Osamu Dazai chuckled a few times, raised his wine glass to his lips, and murmured indistinctly.

"Yeah, Ango is a busy man."