My Honmaru is alive

The government of Shi Zhi efficiently sent a specific task letter in the early morning of the next day, with more than ten pages, but after removing those useless official words, to sum up, there is only one thing that Heigong Wuyue needs to do.

Borrowed the "page" from the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

——This information was actively contributed by Osamu Dazai in order to speed up the progress.

Although it is not a complete "book", it also has the same ability as the "book", and the effect is the same. The problem is how to persuade the supernatural secret service department to lend them the "pages".

It is very difficult to say that this matter is very difficult, but it is also very simple to say that it depends on whether the King of Gold is willing to help.

There are always compromises under power.

After counting the favorability points she earned on the King of Gold, Wuyue Heigong felt that this matter should not be difficult, after all, she had passed the test from the other side, and even gave up the slate, so one more piece There's nothing wrong with paper either... right?

...is still a bit empty.

The King of Gold is not easy to fool, what reason should be used?

Power items like "books" that can change reality to a certain extent are probably as important as slates. If you don't tell the truth, it is really difficult to pass the test from the King of Gold.

etc!To be honest, it doesn't seem to have any effect?

In the special case of the King of Gold, with the permission of the government, she had previously revealed to him the general function of the Yokohama Spirit Array. Now borrowing "pages" is still for this purpose, and it is also an efficient method that can solve all problems once and for all. As a true national ruler, the other party should have no reason to refuse.

Just trust her enough.

But this matter has to be greeted by the government first.

Black Palace Wuyue was thinking while turning over a page of information in her hand.

……

One more page.

……

Turn again——

No turning over.

Kuromiya Wuyue turned her head to look at Osamu Dazai who was sitting on the side sofa doing nothing but staring at her.

"Dazai, do you have something important to tell me when you come here?"

The word "important" is accented.

Today Osamu Dazai came to the castle tower early in the morning to check in. At first, Kuromiya Wuyue thought that he was going to say something important, so he asked his valet Nanao Toshiro, but he just sat down on the sofa , also in the name of not disturbing her work.

But so far, this guy has been staring at her for 10 minutes!

The presence of eyes is so strong that people can't ignore it!

Facing the girl's slightly condemning eyes, Dazai Osamu said with a smile: "The room is too boring."

Black Palace Wuyue: "...you can go to other places."

Osamu Dazai: "I have walked the entire Honmaru twice."

Black Palace Wuyue: "..."

So that's why you're here to make trouble?

Heigong Wuyue said helplessly: "I'm bored here too, as you can see, I don't have time for now."

"It's okay, I won't be bored just looking at you." Osamu Dazai said in an unusually gentle tone.

What's wrong with you again!

Heomiya Wuyue felt goosebumps all over her body when she saw the eyes that seemed to regard treasures, she tried her best to adjust her tone to be calm, and said bluntly: "Dazai, your sight bothers me very much."

"Yesterday you said you were going to pester me, but today you are going to go back on it?"

Osamu Dazai said as if complaining, with a resentful tone.

The performance direction of this drama model has a bit of the taste of the detective agency's Dazai.

However, Wuyue Heigong knew that the other party didn't like to compare with another self, so she didn't make complaints about it. She subtly saved her wind comment: "Please don't deliberately misinterpret my original meaning."

"There is no misinterpretation. In my opinion, that is what it means." Dazai Osamu stood up, and after a few steps, he came to the girl. He propped up the table with one hand, bent slightly, and stared at her, "I am Wait until you punish me, May."

This situation does not cause much pressure on Kuroiya Wuyue at all. She glanced at the light and black eyes of Osamu Dazai due to lack of sleep, and asked, "You will accept any punishment?"

Osamu Dazai replied repeatedly: "I will accept any punishment."

"Then go back to sleep." Heigong Wuyue met his eyes, "Don't get up if you don't sleep for eight hours."

Osamu Dazai was startled, then smiled: "Okay."

He turned around and took two steps, then stopped and turned around, asking obediently, "Can I sleep here?"

Heigong Wuyue: "There is no bed here."

"I can sleep on the sofa." Osamu Dazai pointed to the couch with a pitiful voice, "I can't sleep when I go back."

Heigong Wuyue felt as if she had raised a 1.8-meter child. She sighed softly, looked at the time on her phone, and replied tacitly: "Eight hours, start counting now."

After saying this, when he turned his head again, he found that Osamu Dazai was lying on the sofa obediently, facing inward. The sofa was not long enough for him, so his legs could only be slightly bent.

Heigong Wuyue felt tired even looking at it.

So why do you have to stay here if you have a bed but don't sleep!

She hesitated in her heart whether to give up her own room to the other party, but felt that that would be too much accommodation?Maybe next time I will make more progress!

After struggling for a while, Kuromiya Wuyue finally made up her mind and decided to let Osamu Dazai just lie down. Anyway, it was the other party's request, even if his back hurts from lying down, it's not her fault!

She sat upright and continued to read the document. After reading the document, while the inspiration was still there, she wrote the action plan of "persuading the King of Gold to borrow a 'book' from the Supernatural Secret Service Division" into an application report. The application for battle was sent out together.

At this time, Heigong Wuyue understood very clearly that he was indeed a wage worker every month, and had to apply for major matters, and dared not do anything without the approval of his superiors, which was very social.

Unknowingly, nearly three hours passed, and it was noon. She looked at the time, and the cattail was about to deliver the food.

Heigong Wuyue stood up from his seat and loosened his muscles, and when he turned around, he saw a certain big one nestled on the sofa.

"—!"

Her heart skipped a beat, successfully scaring her.

I was so absorbed in my work that I completely forgot that Osamu Dazai was still here...

Heigong Wuyue took a break and looked at him for a while. The other party was in a deep sleep, and his body undulated slightly with his breathing. His two long legs were more bent than before. If it wasn't for the insufficient sofa area, he might be curled up into a ball.

This is a very insecure sleeping position.

Heigong Wuyue hesitated for a few seconds, and finally went back to the room to get a blanket, and covered him lightly.

At this time, the door was knocked, and Natsuo Toshiro stood at the door with a meal: "My lord, when it's time for lunch..."

The judge pressed his fingers to his lips, made a reminder to silence the sound, then walked slowly to the door, and whispered to the high ponytailed Wakizashi: "I'll go to the next door to eat."

After leaving the door, he said, "By the way, Nanao, please bring Dazai's lunch too."

Dazai Osamu couldn't hear Touken Fusangshen's answer, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Having to deal with endless assassinations all year round, his vigilance has long been tortured to be extremely sensitive. In fact, when Wu Yue got up and walked around, he was already awake, which was a habitual reaction of his body and consciousness.

But I have to admit that that moment just now was indeed the most peaceful sleep he had in the past four years.

It's so strange, obviously it's on such a cramped sofa, it's obviously such a bright place...

Osamu Dazai wrapped himself in the soft blanket and closed his eyes again.

Before eating, sleep a little longer.

"Punishment" is still five hours away...

Black Palace May has a headache.

Ever since Osamu Dazai completed his "punishment", he seemed to have suddenly turned on an extremely clingy mode, occupying the sofa in her office for three consecutive days, and even the blanket became this guy's property.

No matter what kind of murderous eyes the swordsmen stared at him, Osamu Dazai remained motionless, as if wishing to live here.

Heigong Wuyue had nothing to do with him, since this person was just sleeping and doing nothing, she didn't bother to drive him away.

But not today.

"I'm going to Tokyo today."

Seeing Osamu Dazai nestled skillfully on the sofa, Kuromiya Itsuki said flatly.

Subtext: You don't have much sleep today.

There are so many secret materials in the office, of course Dazai Osamu cannot be left here alone.

Osamu Dazai hugged the blanket: "Can't I be together?"

Heigong Wuyue looked at him knowingly and questioningly, and resolutely refused: "No."

"Okay..." Osamu Dazai's eyelashes trembled slightly, his expression became gloomy, "Then I'll come back when you come back."

Black Palace Wuyue: "?"

Can you spare this poor sofa?

Seeing the strange expression on the black-haired girl, Osamu Dazai smiled, and said unhurriedly, "I can't sleep without May."

Heigong Wuyue again: "?"

The valet at the side, the naginata frowned, pushed his glasses with a sullen face, and asked in a gentlemanly tone: "Master, can I chop him up? I will take care not to let him die."

Heigong Wuyue turned around coldly: "It's fine if you don't die."

cut!If you don't cut it, you will go to heaven!

……

The Gold King's condition deteriorated to the point where he couldn't get out of bed. His complexion visibly deteriorated to the naked eye, and his vitality was completely drained from that powerful body.

But even so, he still insisted on accepting the meeting request.

And after listening to all the content, the King of Gold didn't ask for details like Heigong Wuyue imagined, he directly agreed.

"...I see, just do as you say, I will arrange..."

The process went so smoothly, Heigong Wuyue was deeply surprised, and suspected that the King of Gold was affected by the disease, and there might be a problem with his judgment ability.

The old man who guessed the girl's thoughts through his expression gave her a hard look, and his tone became more serious: "Ahem, ahem...don't worry, my brain hasn't reached the point of dementia yet."

Heigong Wuyue immediately apologized: "I was rude."

"That prophecy..." he asked, "You can do it right?"

Heigong Wuyue bowed his head and replied respectfully: "It's already been done."

"Really..." King of Gold closed his eyes wearily, his voice became softer and softer, "...I'm going to rest."

Heigong Wuyue retreated quietly.

Before leaving, he glanced back at the old man who had fallen asleep on the bed.

The once strongest king is about to set.