Even Dazai can't think of it

Due to the busy work of the detective agency, this inexplicable solicitation meeting ended soon after Kunikida shook his head and sighed, "Young people nowadays are really squeamish".

Before walking out of the medical room, the blue-eyed detective turned his head to look at Osamu Dazai, and then he left a sentence of unclear meaning to Hatsusaki.

"—You can enjoy your last leisure time."

"...?"

Hatsusaki looked at him in a daze, but Edogawa Ranpo didn't mean to answer, she just pushed open the door and walked out. She instinctively turned her eyes to Osamu Dazai for solutions, but the black-haired young man deliberately turned a blind eye, pitiful and He held her hand affectionately.

He worked hard and tried to persuade again: "Working alone is very hard, so let the hardworking and reliable detective agency senior—"

"Gadong—!"

The closed door was pushed open vigorously, and it slammed heavily against the wall with a loud noise.

The blond young man with braids angrily stepped into the medical room with his sleeves rolled up. He unceremoniously dragged Dazai Osamu by the back collar and walked out the door: "What is the most reliable senior! The detective agency has the worst appearance of a senior!" It's you! Hurry up and write this mission report!"

Unwillingly, Osamu Dazai grabbed the leg of the bed: "It's too much Kunikida to say that! I have completed this task seriously—"

Kunikida: "Then hurry up and write your report seriously! Don't try to procrastinate and be a coolie this time!"

The blond young man walked out proficiently like dragging a bunch of bandages. When he reached the door of the medical room, Kunikida Doppo paused for a moment, as if thinking of something, he turned his head and said: "Ah, Miss Saki, I haven't No member was injured, so don't worry about using the medical room, please rest well here."

Hatsusaki was flattered: "Hey, um, thank you."

But having said that, Hatsusaki didn't want to continue dawdling on the bed anymore, she didn't feel sleepy after an hour of sleep, not to mention the pungent smell of alcohol and bitter medicine in the medical room, it's really not a suitable place to catch up on sleep .

She stretched without looking, then straightened Zou Baba's clothes, got out of bed and opened the door of the medical room.

Opposite the medical room is the office. The door of the office is wide open. The office staff are busy shuttling back and forth. For some reason, Atsushi Nakajima stood there alone in frustration. He heard the opening of the door, as if he was found to have made a mistake. The child who was doing this fluttered his arms in a panic: "Woo, hey, hey, that, ah, Miss Azaki..."

"You're all alone here... what happened?"

Hatsusaki walked to the door without going in, and asked while holding the door frame.

Atsushi Nakajima opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but the brief conversation with Mr. Dazai just now resurfaced in his mind, which caused his eyes to waver hesitantly, and finally turned his eyes away, nana said: "No, It's nothing. Has Misaki-san rested already?"

"It's alright, I wasn't seriously injured at all," Hatsusaki replied relaxedly, and a few pictures of memories came to mind, "By the way, when we met at the supermarket before, didn't you ask me for something? Did you have something to do at that time, so I didn't have time to ask, what's the matter?"

"Ah, that..."

Atsushi Nakajima didn't expect that she would still remember, he was speechless for a while looking at the girl's clear gray pupils, and he shook his head reluctantly after a long time: "It's all right now."

Although there was a plan to tell the other party first no matter what, no matter how you think about it, it is absolutely impossible for him to get along with the other party for a few minutes a few years ago, compared to being intimate with her for several years Memories of Mr. Dazai.

And so was the port mafia cadre.

...If you do that, Saki-san will only feel troubled.

He kept repeating the thought, as if repeating like this could press back the little seedling that had just sprouted in his heart, Atsushi Nakajima said emphatically, "It's all right now."

"...?" Hatsusaki nodded in confusion, "That's good, I'll go first, see you next time."

Nakajima Atsushi looked at her in a daze, he seemed to understand something vaguely, his heart felt empty and uncomfortable as if a hole had been opened.

But he still said goodbye gently and carefully as usual: "...then see you later, please be careful on the road."

In the office.

The members of the detective agency and ordinary clerks were busy in a mess, and the documents were placed everywhere. The girl with long black hair affectionately helped her slender brother catch the crumbling documents, and said with a smile: "Oh~ brother, I was really careless, did I want to Do you want to act like a baby with Naomi? That's also very cute."

Tanizaki Junichiro blushed slightly: "Nao, Naomi..."

The two siblings played affectionately for a while, and then they separated stickily. Junichiro Tanizaki moved the documents to his desk with great effort and began to sort them out.

"Well, um, I remember that this document should be in area a..." Junichiro Tanizaki judged the date mark, flipped through the content, and then scratched his head in confusion, "...that's weird, obviously It’s a mission report after I joined the company, but I don’t have the slightest impression.”

"Huh? This signature... is my report," Kunikida Doppo passed by him, and he paused when he heard this: "Is there any problem?"

Tanizaki Junichiro handed over the document: "It's nothing, it's just that I have no impression of this task at all, so it's a bit strange."

"you--?"

The blond young man paused, and he found that as a report writer, he also had no impression of this, but he could indeed turn to the corresponding schedule in his ideal notebook: "This is really strange..."

Clerk Haruno Qiluozi said helplessly: "It's not just this one, many of the reports that were dug out today are not remembered very well, probably because they were too busy to forget?"

"Even so, I shouldn't have no impression." The blond young man turned the book upside down in disbelief, carefully compared the handwriting with a magnifying glass, and finally ruled out the guess that he was a prank, "... Alright, let's sort out the report now."

Osamu Dazai, who was staring blankly at the computer blank document, suddenly said: "Speaking of Kunikida, don't you have a mission today to help foreign tourists investigate smugglers near their accommodation?"

Kunikida Doppo: "? What, I don't remember that I have that kind... I really do!? And it's only 5 minutes away from the meeting time——!"

In the detective agency, the screams of the upright and reliable senior resounded throughout the building.

As soon as Hatsusaki walked out of the corridor, she was yelled at. She covered her ears, like a kitten that was scared out of the ears of an airplane, and watched the blond young man rushing out the door in a daze.

Osamu Dazai spread his hands innocently: "This time, Kunikida himself forgot, I didn't do anything wrong."

Tanizaki Junichiro looked at the back of the blond young man going away: "It's really rare that Kunikida-senpai would forget the scheduled schedule or something."

Zhimei said: "That's why I said that everyone is too tired recently?...But if brother feels tired, Zhimei can help me massage for free, okay?"

Tanizaki Junichiro: "...Woo...!"

Because the Detective Agency town was very busy, Hatsusaki didn't bother too much. After saying goodbye, she went to the whirlpool coffee shop downstairs to order a sufficient amount of afternoon tea. After paying the money, she went straight home.

There is no one at home, but the decoration has changed a lot. Hatsusaki touched the brand new soft sofa and wondered: "Why did Chuya suddenly change to a sofa?... Obviously that one is also newly bought."

The previous sofa was the same model as the one four years ago, and Hatsusaki was used to it, but now she felt a little awkward sitting on the new one.

She lay facelessly on the sofa cushion, only feeling that the fatigue accumulated for many days came back after a short sleep, but she was just sleepy, but couldn't fall asleep.

The system just completed its self-inspection right now, and asked, "What's wrong? Are you still tired?"

Hatsusaki lazily shook her head: "No, I just can't cheer up, what's going on with you?"

System: "Oh, it's nothing serious, it's just that the communication code assigned to me by the main system to open and transmit information has changed, so I can't contact the main system, I just need to change the old communication code."

Hatsusaki: "It's fine if it can be resolved."

System: "However, it's really strange to say that the communication code will only change when the world is changed... Could it be that Dazai and Zhong also appeared here because of the beast line?"

"Huh?" Hatsusaki thought, "Maybe? After all, they seemed to have drawn a hole in the world before and went back... We were so close at the time, it is not impossible to be mistaken for a different world?"

System: "That should be the case. If you want to sleep, go back to your room and sleep, Saki, you will catch a cold if you sleep here."

Hatsusaki lazily said: "I'm not going to sleep anymore, I just lie down for a while... I don't want to move now."

But saying "I don't want to move now", when she heard the sound of a key being twisted to open the door, Hatsusaki suddenly jumped up, sat up straight and looked at the door.

A familiar black figure appeared in the porch, he looked up inadvertently, and then the two of them froze in place.

Hatsusaki instinctively thought of Chuya Nakahara before, and she greeted dryly: "M-Good afternoon, would you like something to eat...?"

Zhongya Zhongyuan: "...!"

The orange-haired youth, who was older than her, took a few steps back and stammered: "Mmm, yes, it's indeed time to eat late—"

Then he seemed to remember something, and his whole body turned red like a boiled prawn, and he added the second half of the sentence just relying on the instinct that he was not ashamed to go offline: "...It's time for dinner."

The brown-haired girl didn't seem to notice his strangeness, and she fled in despair, "Then, then I'll cook first!"

The orange-haired young man watched the girl take out the bright yellow apron from the cupboard, and the scene in his dream played back uncontrollably before his eyes.

——It’s too bad, Nakahara Chuya.

The young cadre seemed to be in boiling hot water. He seemed to have returned to the morning when he woke up after having that dream a few days ago.

It is not the first time that Zhong Yuanzhong has had such a dream, but compared to the vague and meaningless dream in his youth, which cannot be realized until the next day when he wakes up and thinks about it, the dream a few days ago is really too straightforward. don't hide.

Although he didn't think about hiding it after he realized it.

...But such a dream simply dragged the even more unspeakable desire deep in his heart directly into the sun to reveal it nakedly.

Nakahara Chuya: "...Really, isn't this a completely bad adult?"