My Honmaru is alive

To separate a world that is attached to the cornerstone is completely a technical work of the government of time. The process requires the participation and assistance of an excellent god judge, and Wuyue Heigong was excluded from the options.

It's not that the government doesn't want to choose her, but because she really doesn't have the extra spiritual power to do this job right now.

Heigong Wuyue is happy to see this.

This kind of mentality is like when you received a new job from your boss, the boss babbled a lot of complicated content, you were stunned, and then you heard the boss say "Forget it, leave this to so-and-so some bar".

The whole person instantly rises from the clouds!Comfortable!

Feeling sorry for that colleague who suddenly had to work overtime all day, Wuyue Heigong sighed thoughtfully.

It doesn't matter, the government staff are working overtime with you!You are not alone!

The source of so many people working overtime is now sitting on the sofa in her office reading unnutritious idle books.

These past few days have been such a situation, Osamu Dazai clocks in every day to report, and then spends time on the sofa reading a book, while Kuromiya Wuyue is busy with office work.

... I feel a little unbalanced in my heart.

She lined up today's battle location and team, and handed it to her valet Jiang Xue to write: "Jiang Xue, please go and inform them."

Jiang Xue lowered her head slightly and took it: "Yes."

After Fu Sangshen, who spoke little, left, Heigong Wuyue turned to the young man with a leisurely posture and said, "Dazai, the matter can be settled tomorrow."

Osamu Dazai raised his head after hearing the voice, stuck his thumb on the center of the page, turned his face slightly, and lightly distorted the focus of the topic: "Well, the government is very efficient."

Black Palace Wuyue: "..."

She simply said, "I mean, you can go back tomorrow."

Osamu Dazai lowered his head and continued to read: "I'm already dead."

Black Palace Wuyue retorted emphatically: "You just disappeared."

Osamu Dazai paused, he closed the book, and looked at the girl again: "If I said, I don't want to go back, would you be willing to keep me?"

Heigong Wuyue tried to reason with him: "I don't have the right to decide."

"I can convince them." Dazai Osamu's tone was flat, without any emotional fluctuations, "You know I'm good at this kind of thing."

... What kind of dangerous speech is this? !

Before Kuromiya Wuyue could find a new excuse, Osamu Dazai followed up with his next aggressive sentence: "So, Wu Yue, are you willing to keep me?"

His eyes looked straight over, as if they were immersed in the bottom of the sea, but the girl's appearance could still be reflected in it.

Heigong Wuyue was silent for a while, and said: "According to the regulations, after you go back, I should close the transmission channel here."

Osamu Dazai's eyes trembled slightly and he didn't make a sound.

"However, I wrote an application for 'maintaining channel' just now." The girl's voice was exceptionally clear, "As for whether it can take effect, it depends on how 'good' someone is at eloquence."

The arc of Dazai Osamu's lips stagnated for a moment, then slowly rose, and when he spoke again, the rhythm of his speech seemed to change a bit: "Is Wuyue despising me for eating soft food?"

Dazai Osamu was the only person that Kuromiya Wuyue had met so shamelessly.

"I don't keep idle people here." The judge looked back at the computer on the desk, and said in a cool tone, "It seems to be in the way."

"But isn't this unfair?" Osamu Dazai said, "Only May has the right to decide 'when to see me', and I can only look forward and wait day and night."

Hearing this sentence of condemnation like an abandoned woman, Heigong Wuyue deleted the sentence just entered with a trembling hand.

She recovered silently, and reminded in a slightly speechless mood: "Don't you have my contact information?"

Osamu Dazai made an inch of it: "Are you on call?"

Heigong Wuyue ruthlessly refused: "Impossible."

Osamu Dazai rested his chin, tilted his head and refused to let go: "Look, if we go back, we won't be able to see each other every day like now."

Heigong Wuyue frowned: "Why do we have to meet every day, are you a child?"

Dazai had sufficient reasons: "Because Wuyue doesn't bother people at all, so I had to take the initiative to cling to her."

Can you let go of the topic of "tangle or not"!

Kuromiya Wuyue couldn't help but wanted to touch her forehead, and she was grabbed by this guy when she showed a little bit of braids, and she really couldn't be happy with Osamu Dazai for a while.

"you--"

"Just kidding." Osamu Dazai quickly interrupted what she was about to say in a peaceful voice, and inexplicably chose to let go, "I will go back."

Heigong Wuyue didn't trust her very much, and asked in confirmation, "Really?"

"Really." Osamu Dazai reopened the book, turned over a page with his slender fingers, "Brainless entanglement is the worst way to pursue, I will not make such a mistake."

Heigong Wuyue's tone of voice that had just recovered was stumped by the other party's words: "Chasing, pursuing?"

WTF? !

Osamu Dazai looked at her in surprise, and asked, "Isn't it? I thought I was acting obvious."

Then, as if worried that his speech was not strong enough, he added: "This time it's true."

Heigong Wuyue was in a complicated mood, insisting that she should not delay others, and immediately explained the matter clearly: "Dazai, you are not my type."

"I know." The curvature of Dazai Osamu's lips remained unchanged, "Mayue, you are good-looking and obedient and don't cause trouble. It's better to have a little contrast from time to time. You are more fond of the cute type, although your personality seems to be very talkative. , but I don't like being taken away from the initiative, um, I accidentally hide the queen's demeanor, I like you very much."

Heigong Wuyue, who likes to be stripped clean, has no expression on her face: Okay, shut up.

"I think I'm quite suitable except for the second point." Osamu Dazai smiled casually, "So should you think about it in May?"

Black Palace Wuyue: "Dazai."

Osamu Dazai: "En?"

Heigong Wuyue looked at him seriously: "I don't like to eat soft rice."

Osamu Dazai, who has been eating soft food for nearly a month: "..."

death penalty.

Dazai Osamu, who was sentenced to death, was driven into the teleportation circle by the judge the next day.

Kuromiya Wuyue didn't know how the other party told the person in charge of the Tokino Government, not only was there no formation to correct the memory, but also got a special item that could be used to contact Fox.

The man at the pinnacle of negotiation, in a word, awesome!

The light of the teleportation array flickered on and then faded, and the figures of Dazai Osamu and Foxanosuke who was in charge of guiding the way disappeared in an instant.

Black Palace Wuyue finally relaxed physically and mentally.

It doesn't mean that she dislikes Osamu Dazai, but that the task she took on on the "World Wall" can finally come to a successful conclusion today.

The rest is to wait for the world wall to recover on its own, and then clear all the spiritual power arrays in Yokohama.

Wuyue Kuroiya reckoned in her heart: the government has settled the issue of the "book" in the world over there; the "pages" of the world in this side have also been returned to the Ability Secret Service Division; the "world wall" has been rounded up; Osamu Dazai has sent it back ; and a stone slab...

Well, it's not a big problem, just wait a few more months, and when the government creates props that can suppress the stone slabs, she will be completely liberated!

All kinds of hard work overtime for a full year in social animal life!

It's not easy, it's really not easy!

Wipe away bitter tears.

Say goodbye to days like this soon!

Kuromiya Wuyue returned to the castle tower in a happy mood, and maybe it was because Osamu Dazai had a high sense of presence in the past few days, the empty sofa really made her feel a little uncomfortable for a while.

The dark blue solid-color blankets were stacked neatly on top of it, and on top of it was a long red velvet gift box that she had never seen before.

kindness?

Noticing the gaze of the god judge, Okurigara took the initiative to go over and take the box.

Heigong Wuyue took it and opened it, and found a delicately crafted silver necklace inside, and a piece of paper pressed on the bottom of the box.

It reads: This is better for you than that bracelet.

No name was left on it, but no one except Osamu Dazai would do such a thing, so it must have been secretly left when she was not paying attention.

Heigong Wuyue took out the necklace, the slightly cool metallic texture ran across her fingertips, and the embellishment inlaid with stars and moons lay on her palm.

Although it's not very good to compare the two gifts together, Osamu Dazai's vision and the way of giving gifts are indeed more mature and advanced than Zhou Fangzun. Thinking of the sentence that Wu Zhenzai said before, "Did you pass for me?" The women in tears may add up to fill five Hong Kong and black buildings"...

Well, it can be seen from this place that he is not bragging.

Heigong Wuyue put the necklace back into the box.

No woman would hate this kind of unexpected surprise. Being moved is moving, and I like it very much.

So the question is, where did Dazai get his money from?

(Gucun holding the IOU: Maomao Tears.jpg)

Kuromiya Wuyue needed to hide it on Natsume Soseki's side, but she didn't need to on Fukuzawa Yukichi's side. She conveyed to the other party the relevant handling methods of Shishibi and Osamu Dazai.

"In this way, my work in Yokohama is almost over." Kuromiya Wuyue said relaxedly.

"You have worked hard during this time." Fukuzawa Yukichi leaned forward and bowed his head to express his gratitude.

"Where, I also brought a lot of trouble to the detective agency, and I would like to thank Mr. Ranpo and everyone for their many times of help." She also bowed her head.

"Then are you going back later?" Fukuzawa Yukichi asked.

"No, the connection with the world here will always be maintained. At present, the government will give priority to the research on the slate, and try to solve the hidden danger of the sword of Damocles falling as soon as possible." Heigong Wuyue said, "If the detective agency encounters something Please feel free to contact me at any time, and I will try my best to help within the scope of my authority."

Fukuzawa Yukichi nodded: "Thank you."

Next, Mr. President has other things to do, Kuromiya Wuyue didn't stay any longer, she left the president's office, and after walking a few steps, she saw Ranpo Edogawa who was about to go out.

"Mr. Ranpo, please work hard." She stopped and said hello.

"You don't need to cheer up and you can solve the incident casually." Luanbu Maomao slumped his shoulders without energy, "I'm so tired, I don't want to work at all."

Black Palace Wuyue asked with concern: "What's the matter? Is Mr. Ranpo feeling unwell?"

Atsushi Nakajima, who was in charge of leading the way for Ranpo, scratched his hair to help and replied: "Mr. Ranpo has been supervised by the president to get up early and run every day."

Heigong Wuyue was taken aback when he heard the words, and said, "Is it muscle soreness? Do you need my help to treat it?"

Atsushi Nakajima's expression became subtle when he heard this.

Although it is running, in his opinion, the speed is not much different from walking... and it has been several hours since the morning, and Mr. Ranpo is obviously trying to use the excuse of "excessive exercise" to be lazy and not work!

Even he could see this, but Miss May didn't see it? !

Atsushi Nakajima slandered helplessly in his heart.

Miss May, you really doted on Mr. Ranpo too much!

Edogawa Ranpo did not rely on Wuyue's love (?) to become more self-willed this time. He squinted his eyes and observed the girl for a few seconds, and then said: "It's not necessary, but do you still have time to continue dawdling? If you don't leave It will be too late."

Atsushi Nakajima let out an "ah" in bewilderment.

Edogawa Ranpo grabbed his unscientific anti-gravity belt and walked straight away: "Okay, hurry up and show Ranpo-sama the way, I'm going to buy new snacks from that store on the street!"

Atsushi Nakajima was at a loss: "Wait! Wait! Mr. Ranpo, you can't...!"

Edogawa Ranpo raised his voice angrily: "If I don't eat, I can smell it!"

He strode forward while talking, and after walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped as if thinking of something, stretched out his other free hand to dig in his pocket, and then made a gesture in the direction of the black-haired girl. The action of preparing to throw something.

"May—" he called.

Black Palace Wuyue subconsciously reached out to pick it up.

Luanbu Maomao swiped its paws, and the milk candy in its palm drew a beautiful parabola along the air.

"Ranbu first...?"

Before he finished speaking, he looked up and saw that the famous detective had dragged poor Atsushi Nakajima farther and farther.

Kuromiya Wuyue curled the corners of her lips, put away the toffee, turned her head and said to Yamabukiri Nagayoshi next to her, "Let's go, let's go back to Honmaru first."

On the other side, the two people who stepped into the elevator.

Atsushi Nakajima, who is charged with the important task of "persuading Mr. Ranpo", said cautiously: "Mr. Ranpo, your candy..."

Ranbu Edogawa, who was asked by the president not to hide candy, turned his head to look at him and threatened coldly, "I don't have candy."

Atsushi Nakajima: "..."

This story tells us that we should not open our mouths when we should pretend to be blind.

Two hours later, the interrogator reappeared at the door of the familiar detective agency.

She knocked on the open door and asked aloud, "Excuse me, is Mr. Oda there?"

Hearing the voice, the person who came out to receive her was a black-haired boy in a sand-colored windbreaker, with white hair on both sides of his cheeks.

The other party frowned and looked over, with a fierce tone: "Who are you? What can you do with Senior Oda?"

"Hey, Akutagawa, be nicer to the client!" The blond young man who happened to be passing by hurried over with an apologetic tone, "I'm sorry, his personality is just like this, and he doesn't mean anything malicious."

Kunikida Doppo took the two people at the door to the sofa dedicated to the client, and asked with a notebook in his hand: "So, are you here to see Oda? Is it a private matter or a commission? I'm sorry. Didn't ask for your name?"

"Just call me May." The girl said so, and then took a bag from the silver-haired young man wearing a strange cloak beside her, and took out a new unopened novel from it.

Kunikida Doppo and Akutagawa Ryunosuke were stunned at the same time when they saw it.

The cover and title of the novel were too familiar to them. It was a work just published by Sakunosuke Oda some time ago, and it was very lively in the detective agency for a long time at that time.

But the bookstore probably hasn't started selling it yet, how did she get the news?

Both of them had this question in their hearts.

The pretty girl didn't care about the obvious confusion on their faces, but continued on her own: "It's a private matter, and it's also a commission."

She put the novel on the coffee table in front of her, and then raised her head, revealing those beautiful black eyes, speaking in a very gentle tone: "I want Mr. Oda to sign it."

"I have a friend who is a fan of his book."

She ends with this sentence.