In order to survive, I do many jobs
Chapter 104 Day 104 of part-time job
The woman who claims to be Mr. Dazai's suitor and Mr. Dazai who shows off his cohabitant, which one of them lied?Heaven or Bamboo Horse?The complicated story between the two is waiting to be revealed, welcome to watch today's program - "Detective Atsuyuki Nakajima Brain Supplement Reasoning".
"Hey, detective boy, long time no see." The black-haired girl who pushed the door and walked in waved her hand to greet the pillar of the detective agency without timidity, Edogawa Ranpo raised his head from the manga, squinted and said, "Oh, it's you Ah, long time no see."
"Does Ms. Ann and Mr. Ranpo know each other?" Atsushi Nakajima helped me carry the huge suitcase, chewing the lemon fudge I gave him.
"We've known each other a long time ago," I was busy taking out colorful candies from my pocket, soft candy, hard candy, lollipops, and even a few squashed strawberry Daifuku mixed in. I was like a loose red envelope seller Choi Boy, "Candy, my friends?"
"I want thick sweets." Ranpo Edogawa murmured while picking up some fruit candies with extra-pretty candy wrappers. Izumi Kyoka, who was holding a rabbit doll, carefully took away two big white rabbit toffees, showing a slightly happy smile. .
"It's candy again, eating too much will cause tooth decay." Yosano Akiko walked out of the infirmary, "Fortunately, Oda Saku is not there, and his children have to cry to pull out their teeth if they eat candy."
"Huh?" I looked at the glamorous female doctor in surprise, "Saku Le and the others have tooth decay? I remember that Mr. Oda Saku didn't bring them candy back every day..." Oda writer's repertoire is not super spicy curry rice?I have always suspected that their family has been training children's diamond iron stomachs since childhood.
"It's that guy Dazai," Yosano Akiko blew on his well-maintained nails, "every day he brings candies that are not the same kind, and he doesn't eat them himself, and they end up in the stomachs of those little guys."
Is it candy for me... because the habit formed during the days of low blood sugar has continued until now.
Atsushi Nakajima put a cup of hot tea on the coffee table for the guests, "Mr. Dazai and Mr. Kunikida have gone out to work, please wait here for a while."
"Don't worry, I don't have anything urgent." I took a sip from my teacup and typed quickly with one hand, making the screen of my phone rattle and sparks were almost sparked.
Knowing that after I returned to Japan, my relatives and friends were all over the place. For many years, the diving party has been popping up. I chatted with more than a dozen people online at the same time, and my fingers danced. I only hated myself for not being like Love. Kraft also has [-] hands that are like octopus tentacles.
I was chatting on the Internet. In reality, I answered the questions of the curious baby Atsushi Nakajima. By the way, I listened to the complicated love-hate story between him and Ryunosuke Akutagawa.
"That guy Akutagawa was very hostile to me when we first met." Atsushi Nakajima complained, "What do you say: 'Obviously I came first, why does Mr. Dazai like you more', 'You have to be like Is that guy mocking like that?’ and so on, I can’t understand what he’s talking about at all.”
My typing hand stopped suddenly, and I slowly raised my head to look at the pure boy Atsushi Nakajima, "Atsushi, tell me the truth, are you Mr. Dazai's new disciple?"
"Should be?" Atsushi Nakajima nodded honestly, "Mr. Dazai introduced me to the work of the detective agency, and has been guiding me...Why is your expression suddenly so scary?"
"Atsushi-kun, I think it's not unreasonable for Akutagawa to hate you." I patted Atsushi Nakajima's shoulders with both hands, showing a "friendly" smile, "What a lucky guy, Mr. Dazai was completely gentle when he taught you. It's not like the person in my memory, compared with Akutagawa, it's probably the difference between a real mother and a stepmother, I can completely understand that he wants to kill you."
"Uh...what do you mean?" Atsushi Nakajima scratched his head.
"I haven't introduced myself yet." I pinned my hair behind my ears and looked into Atsushi's blank eyes, "The deputy of Osamu Dazai, one of the five major cadres of the Port Mafia, is a rank higher than Akutagawa. Later, I defected with my former boss—the "you" in Akutagawa's mouth refers to me."
"Hey——" Atsushi Nakajima couldn't help but leaned back, "Mafia? Was Ms. Anhe a Mafia before?"
What is it before?I'm the same now, I'm born a villain, maybe I will change careers, my black side has a lot more identity cards than white side.
"Well, regarding my identity, all you need to know is that I am Mr. Dazai's most beloved disciple." I tightened my hand on his shoulder a little bit, and the smile on my face became more and more kind, "I am Dazai Mister's most beloved disciple, whether it's the defeated dog Akutagawa or the new junior brother, can't compete with the seniors."
"Okay, okay." Nakajima Atsushi glanced at my terrified expression and nodded frantically.
Terrible people!It is completely different from the "super cute girl" that Mr. Dazai said, right?When I just sat down, the gun in the clothes was exposed!Is it really okay to carry a gun with you?They're all lawbreakers, right?
If he is willing to express his doubts, I will be more than happy to answer him: no problem, my authority is enough to walk sideways in Yokohama, the kings are such a wayward group of people.
"I'm back, hey, are there any guests?" Osamu Dazai happily pushed the door open, "The work is very hard, so the reports are all the work of Kunikida-kun~"
"You bastard, don't take your work for granted to others." Kunikida Doppo said angrily, he pushed his glasses, but found Osamu Dazai stopped in his tracks.
Kunikida Doppo frowned, and stretched out his hand to give Osamu Dazai a little push, "What are you doing here? If you want to play a stone sculpture, wait until I get in before starting."
"Mr. Dazai! I'm back!" A brisk female voice rang out, and a figure flashed past at a speed that the naked eye could not catch, and was immediately embraced by Osamu Dazai, "Isn't it a surprise! surprise~"
"...Yeah, very pleasantly surprised." Osamu Dazai tightened his arms, the girl's warm breath began to spread from his chest, and the hot feeling covered every skin. He lowered his head and rubbed the soft hair of the person in his arms, "Why? Came back suddenly?"
"Because the work is over, come back and get promoted." I sniffed secretly, and the familiar medicinal scent surrounded me like the wind, mixed with the sweet scent of peaches. It was the scent I picked for him before. Nothing has changed.
"Promoted?" Osamu Dazai relaxed a little so that I could raise my head to look at him, "Yes, I have been promoted to the highest level." I pointed to the ceiling and smiled slyly, "I didn't expect that, the part-time job who was ordered by others The days are over, and now it's my turn to enslave Mr. Ango."
Heh heh heh, Tiao Ye Caiju, you wait for me, I won't let you work overtime and die from overwork, I'm sorry for all the past years when you cheated me.Ten years is too late for a gentleman to take revenge, but it only takes one year for my sister to hang you up and beat you.
"As the same king, my authority cannot be limited to the position of a small employee. I went abroad to improve my qualifications, so this year's work is really hard." Part-time work is a trivial matter. God knows how many extra tasks have been stuffed for me at the Imperial Pillar Tower. Otherwise, how could I, who is good at fishing and time management, end up here?
"I can tell." Osamu Dazai stroked my spine with his hand, "Did Qianye lose weight again? Did he really eat well?"
"Mr. Dazai doesn't have the right to accuse me, right?" How could the villain sue first, I gestured with my hand around Dazai's waist, and the cat I had carefully fed shrunk a lot, and the heartache was so unstoppable.
"Because it's not Qianye's cooking, I don't want to eat it. There's nothing I can do about it." Osamu Dazai coquettishly said, "Shall I make crab tonight? I want crab fried rice and tamagoyaki."
"Crabs... Let someone airlift fresh king crabs from Hokkaido." I nodded thinkingly.
My Worshiping Mackerel Sect has been developing very well in recent years, especially after Jungle opened a road for food delivery, unemployed boys put on green jackets and walked all over the streets and alleys.
And because "mackerel" occupies an absolute position in the organization, more people want to develop ocean trade.Last time, my secretary, salt and pepper mackerel, said that our people have successfully defeated the local snake and occupied the best fish market stall in Hokkaido. Whenever I go to the fish market, I can see a group of muscular men in sunglasses squatting Spectacular scenery yelling next to the tricycle.
Very well, we working people earn money through labor, and labor is the most glorious.What a villain, isn't fishing fun?Fishing is the best!
"Has Qianye achieved the freedom of the king crab? It's amazing!" Dazai Osamu exclaimed, and I nodded proudly.
That's right, I want to raise Dazai Osamu's rich woman, a mere king crab, and I will no longer feel sad because of my lack of money!This is a small step for An and Qianye, but a giant leap for the workers!
Tsk, because I stayed with Mr. Fitzgerald for too long, I almost forgot that I was not short of money, and I almost dreamed back to the famine years when I couldn't afford food.It's all the fault of this guy who casually put out a 70 billion bounty for people and tigers. I, a person who doesn't hate the rich, have the idea of beating people: show, call you show!
"Um, Dazai, who is she?" Kunikida Doppo, who was stuck at the door and couldn't get in, and was forced to eat a large bowl of dog food with citric acid in his mouth, pushed his glasses calmly, asked.
Osamu Dazai: "It's my child."
Me: "I am Mr. Dazai's suitor!"
Kunikida Doppo: "?" The small head was full of doubts, then why do you look like you are inseparable from each other, that's it?
Osamu Dazai's shocked eyes spoke from my head, "I've passed my 18th birthday, I'm not a child, don't listen to Mr. Dazai's nonsense."
"Qianye, it's meaningless to joke too far." Osamu Dazai slowly let go of my arm, and touched the corner of my clothes with his fingertips, his voice was astringent, "Is that right? Are you kidding me? Learned to lie."
"Mr. Dazai is joking." I hooked his little finger with my little finger, and the hand touched by me trembled slightly, subconsciously wanting to retract, but I involuntarily stopped the retreat.
"No one will treat me like a child except you." I sighed, "Don't argue with my age, Mr. Dazai is only three years older than me."
The Seventh King is the colorless king, a high-level member of the black organization, the leader of the newly promoted mafia organization in Tokyo, and the highest government official in Yokohama... My title and experience are far beyond my biological age. I laugh and laugh together, but when doing business, I will always be the best commander and the best executor.
"Will the child treat you like this?" I stood on tiptoe and kissed Osamu Dazai's side face, looking directly at the pair of unreal kite eyes, "I am very greedy. Refuse to give me a title, and now you still want to maintain a state where you can earn everything but don’t need to pay a cent? No, I don’t agree.”
Leave you to me, or I'll get it myself.
The ambiguous period is not annoying, it is like a gradually elongated sugar thread, the sweetness dissipates little by little, leaving only a long tug of war and a network of connections that will not be broken.Before the aftertaste wears off, I want to hold your hand.
But pushing too hard will have the opposite effect, especially for the prey who will flee in a hurry at the slightest sign of trouble, I slightly restrained the exposed edge, and put on Dazai Osamu's familiar coaxing tone, "So I am Mr. Dazai My suitor, everything I do next has a purpose of pursuit, don’t get me wrong again.”
For example, the king crab that was transported by air from Hokkaido, why didn't anyone see my domineering temperament?Is it because my posture when I took out the black card to check out is not handsome enough or my sunglasses are not bright enough?
Yokohama is really a magical city that accommodates all kinds of ghosts and monsters and still treats them calmly. The people here have no interest in the popular literature of Ba Zong.
I pulled Osamu Dazai inside and let Mr. Kunikida, who was stuck outside the door, enter smoothly.His face was full of bewilderment of "I saw another big news today", and he habitually opened his notebook and started to work mechanically. Needless to say, he was another poor social animal.
"I have already settled Mr. Dazai's credit at the coffee shop. As a thank you, accompany me to pack my luggage." I pointed to my huge suitcase, "Do you mind if I put something in your place?"
"Ah... Qianye doesn't live in the dormitory?" Osamu Dazai blinked lightly, and slowly regained his senses, "Do you want to move here and live with me?"
"There is a dormitory for employees, but the overtime work in the Supernatural Secret Service Division is terrible. I want to use Mr. Dazai's place as a place to be lazy." To be honest, I don't really understand why Dazai is so calm when it comes to the topic of cohabitation. When it comes to falling in love, he retracts into the shell?This is the complete opposite of normal people's love order, right?
To put it bluntly, this person is afraid of long-term and responsible relationships. Those young ladies who have been deceived by him in the past are right. He is simply a natural scumbag.
Why be afraid?I know your past, I know your bloody hands under your beautiful skin, I know your dark and dead thoughts, I know all your flaws, but I still love you, I love your desperate but tender soul.
"Although Mr. Dazai is self-willed and picky, has a bad taste and is a stickler, there is nothing wrong with me." I said in a low voice, "It's like so many people want me to leave the darkness and live like an ordinary girl life. But I don't like it, I don't like a stable and peaceful daily life, and I don't like the boring every day."
Since you want to pursue excitement, then follow through to the end, be the best boy, and tease the wildest man.
"It's a straight ball." Yosano Akiko clicked his tongue strangely, "It's amazing, that guy Dazai looks like he has surrendered."
"Because he's an idiot." Ranpo Edogawa opened one eye to look at the blue glass bead, the brilliant brilliance constantly changing with the movement of the angle and light, "What the famous detective has seen a long time ago, he insisted on Deceive yourself."
That's right, who is the one who is holding the mobile phone and sending messages to follow the live broadcast every day when the girl is not back?Now he was knocked out with a straight ball, and he was like a turtle with no future. Does it mean that other girls have to throw him directly to know that he is going to turn against the customer?
He is not such an innocent character, is he?Yosano Akiko felt that there was a conspiracy, she stared at Dazai Osamu's obediently held hand, and recalled the previous "bad deeds" of her colleagues, "...how do I feel that he did it on purpose?"
When it comes to swearing sovereignty, this childish ghost who shows affection 24 hours a day has much more secret tricks than the little girl who just talks about it.
"I suspect that girl has been tricked." Yosano Akiko said heavily, "I don't believe a word of Dazai's character."
"Not necessarily." Edogawa Ranpo objected, he opened Leng Cui's eyes, "Anhe Qianye himself is a king of the sea."
Do you think it's a story about a domineering rich woman and an innocent little white flower, or a story about a scumbag and an infatuated girl?Naive, routine versus routine, this is clearly a battle of kings without gunpowder.
In the love brain battle of geniuses, the one who loves is not necessarily the loser, and the decisive moment is to see who can eat the other party to death.
Two people with ulterior motives left the detective agency with suitcases and dog food. Osamu Dazai has been living in the dormitory assigned by the Armed Detective Agency. It is a slightly old but well-equipped dormitory building.
"Mr. Dazai has very few things." I sat on the tatami and looked around. Except for a few necessities, the room was empty and cleaner than a hotel.
"Well," Osamu Dazai replied vaguely, took a cup of water and poured it on the green plants on the window sill.
In the overall white room, this pot of small green plants is particularly conspicuous, with tender green leaves stretching outwards, and the small porcelain pot in which it is placed is slightly old, with a small piece of broken scratches on the edge.
"Is this... the little tomato we planted together?" The more I looked at it, the more familiar it became, and I stood up and walked towards Osamu Dazai who was standing by the window sill, lowering my head and gently fiddled with its leaves.
When I was still in Tokyo, Saku Le gave a packet of seeds, and I made an agreement with Osamu Dazai that whoever died in the pot of tomatoes would wash the dishes for a week.
Because I was too busy with work and study, I gradually forgot about it. When I left Tokyo, I didn’t remember whether I brought it back. Who would have thought that I would see it today.
"It has borne fruit a few times," Dazai Osamu said, "it's very sour, and the sour teeth fell off, so it can't be eaten at all. If I listened to Qianye at the time and chose to grow shallots, it probably won't be long before it will come in handy."
"Stupid, is this kind of fruit for people to eat?" I couldn't help laughing, "The bright red fruit is so beautiful, Mr. Dazai has raised it very well."
"I originally thought that I would leave it to Qianye to eat sweet words, but it has been making things difficult for me." Osamu Dazai puffed his face a little unhappy, "I hate it, Qianye is not allowed to call me stupid, please respect your teacher ?”
"Mr. Dazai is just stupid." I put my hands behind my back and leaned towards him, "Sweet and sweet, sour and sour, if you don't tell me, how will I know?"
Is it so difficult to say it?I'm so entangled here that I don't want to ask the other party's opinion. What crime did I do in my previous life to come here to play a sitcom with you?
"Tell Qianye, can something sour be turned into something sweet?" Osamu Dazai asked me back.
"No, but I can eat with you." I said.
Our teeth were soured together, looking at each other's wrinkled faces and laughing.I will kiss you with a small red fruit in my mouth, and the sour taste spreads between my lips and tongue. No one cares where the gradually smashed pulp goes, and whether the flowing juice will wet the newly purchased carpet.
I don't care if Osamu Dazai understands what I mean - with his magic IQ, as long as he wants to understand, there is basically no understanding problem, other than that, he is just pretending to be stupid - pull away In my suitcase, all kinds of strange specialties brought from Russia to the United States and back to Japan were taken out and piled up on the ground.
"Mr. Dazai, give some to the colleagues in the detective agency. I bought a lot of bits and pieces." I opened his closet, and the simple casual clothes were hung on the side, deliberately vacating more than half of the space, and the intention to invite you into the urn was very obvious.
"..." Pretend not to see it, don't expose the fact that each other has premeditated, always keep in mind our "pure love" personality.
The clothes I brought back just filled up half of the vacated space, and all kinds of daily necessities were placed in corresponding positions according to my habits and his. The originally empty room was filled with a familiar sense of life, as if we had never been separated. Years, as if I've always been here.
"Qianye, someone sent something over—is it a crab?" I was setting up my Bawang shampoo in the bathroom when I heard Osamu Dazai's voice and the meerkat poked his head, "It should be, put it in the kitchen, I'll be right over."
My little brother is very efficient. When he heard that the boss needed their help, he immediately carried his small fishing boat into the water to catch crabs. He vowed to let the boss in front of him take a look at the outstanding efficiency of the mackerel cult.
I haven't eaten crabs for a long time, and the guild gang don't like shelled creatures. The only Lovecraft who is willing to eat seafood with me is an octopus-like fish. Seeing his cannibalism, I A little loss of appetite.
I fastened my apron, and Osamu Dazai stood behind me and rolled up my sleeves for me. The two of us stared at the little crab who didn't know that we were in danger, showing expressions of eager anticipation.
"Wait, Mr. Dazai, please stay at least two meters away from the kitchen." I came back to my senses, thinking of Dazai Osamu's feats, and crossed my arms to draw a big X.
"No, I want to make ¥( with Qianye!!!" The strange humanoid creature was pushed out of the door by me, and the door slammed shut, and I clapped my hands neatly.
Heh, the kitchen killer has no human rights, leave my sanctuary.
"Then," I smiled and took out the kitchen knife, "Baby, it's your turn."
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"Hey, detective boy, long time no see." The black-haired girl who pushed the door and walked in waved her hand to greet the pillar of the detective agency without timidity, Edogawa Ranpo raised his head from the manga, squinted and said, "Oh, it's you Ah, long time no see."
"Does Ms. Ann and Mr. Ranpo know each other?" Atsushi Nakajima helped me carry the huge suitcase, chewing the lemon fudge I gave him.
"We've known each other a long time ago," I was busy taking out colorful candies from my pocket, soft candy, hard candy, lollipops, and even a few squashed strawberry Daifuku mixed in. I was like a loose red envelope seller Choi Boy, "Candy, my friends?"
"I want thick sweets." Ranpo Edogawa murmured while picking up some fruit candies with extra-pretty candy wrappers. Izumi Kyoka, who was holding a rabbit doll, carefully took away two big white rabbit toffees, showing a slightly happy smile. .
"It's candy again, eating too much will cause tooth decay." Yosano Akiko walked out of the infirmary, "Fortunately, Oda Saku is not there, and his children have to cry to pull out their teeth if they eat candy."
"Huh?" I looked at the glamorous female doctor in surprise, "Saku Le and the others have tooth decay? I remember that Mr. Oda Saku didn't bring them candy back every day..." Oda writer's repertoire is not super spicy curry rice?I have always suspected that their family has been training children's diamond iron stomachs since childhood.
"It's that guy Dazai," Yosano Akiko blew on his well-maintained nails, "every day he brings candies that are not the same kind, and he doesn't eat them himself, and they end up in the stomachs of those little guys."
Is it candy for me... because the habit formed during the days of low blood sugar has continued until now.
Atsushi Nakajima put a cup of hot tea on the coffee table for the guests, "Mr. Dazai and Mr. Kunikida have gone out to work, please wait here for a while."
"Don't worry, I don't have anything urgent." I took a sip from my teacup and typed quickly with one hand, making the screen of my phone rattle and sparks were almost sparked.
Knowing that after I returned to Japan, my relatives and friends were all over the place. For many years, the diving party has been popping up. I chatted with more than a dozen people online at the same time, and my fingers danced. I only hated myself for not being like Love. Kraft also has [-] hands that are like octopus tentacles.
I was chatting on the Internet. In reality, I answered the questions of the curious baby Atsushi Nakajima. By the way, I listened to the complicated love-hate story between him and Ryunosuke Akutagawa.
"That guy Akutagawa was very hostile to me when we first met." Atsushi Nakajima complained, "What do you say: 'Obviously I came first, why does Mr. Dazai like you more', 'You have to be like Is that guy mocking like that?’ and so on, I can’t understand what he’s talking about at all.”
My typing hand stopped suddenly, and I slowly raised my head to look at the pure boy Atsushi Nakajima, "Atsushi, tell me the truth, are you Mr. Dazai's new disciple?"
"Should be?" Atsushi Nakajima nodded honestly, "Mr. Dazai introduced me to the work of the detective agency, and has been guiding me...Why is your expression suddenly so scary?"
"Atsushi-kun, I think it's not unreasonable for Akutagawa to hate you." I patted Atsushi Nakajima's shoulders with both hands, showing a "friendly" smile, "What a lucky guy, Mr. Dazai was completely gentle when he taught you. It's not like the person in my memory, compared with Akutagawa, it's probably the difference between a real mother and a stepmother, I can completely understand that he wants to kill you."
"Uh...what do you mean?" Atsushi Nakajima scratched his head.
"I haven't introduced myself yet." I pinned my hair behind my ears and looked into Atsushi's blank eyes, "The deputy of Osamu Dazai, one of the five major cadres of the Port Mafia, is a rank higher than Akutagawa. Later, I defected with my former boss—the "you" in Akutagawa's mouth refers to me."
"Hey——" Atsushi Nakajima couldn't help but leaned back, "Mafia? Was Ms. Anhe a Mafia before?"
What is it before?I'm the same now, I'm born a villain, maybe I will change careers, my black side has a lot more identity cards than white side.
"Well, regarding my identity, all you need to know is that I am Mr. Dazai's most beloved disciple." I tightened my hand on his shoulder a little bit, and the smile on my face became more and more kind, "I am Dazai Mister's most beloved disciple, whether it's the defeated dog Akutagawa or the new junior brother, can't compete with the seniors."
"Okay, okay." Nakajima Atsushi glanced at my terrified expression and nodded frantically.
Terrible people!It is completely different from the "super cute girl" that Mr. Dazai said, right?When I just sat down, the gun in the clothes was exposed!Is it really okay to carry a gun with you?They're all lawbreakers, right?
If he is willing to express his doubts, I will be more than happy to answer him: no problem, my authority is enough to walk sideways in Yokohama, the kings are such a wayward group of people.
"I'm back, hey, are there any guests?" Osamu Dazai happily pushed the door open, "The work is very hard, so the reports are all the work of Kunikida-kun~"
"You bastard, don't take your work for granted to others." Kunikida Doppo said angrily, he pushed his glasses, but found Osamu Dazai stopped in his tracks.
Kunikida Doppo frowned, and stretched out his hand to give Osamu Dazai a little push, "What are you doing here? If you want to play a stone sculpture, wait until I get in before starting."
"Mr. Dazai! I'm back!" A brisk female voice rang out, and a figure flashed past at a speed that the naked eye could not catch, and was immediately embraced by Osamu Dazai, "Isn't it a surprise! surprise~"
"...Yeah, very pleasantly surprised." Osamu Dazai tightened his arms, the girl's warm breath began to spread from his chest, and the hot feeling covered every skin. He lowered his head and rubbed the soft hair of the person in his arms, "Why? Came back suddenly?"
"Because the work is over, come back and get promoted." I sniffed secretly, and the familiar medicinal scent surrounded me like the wind, mixed with the sweet scent of peaches. It was the scent I picked for him before. Nothing has changed.
"Promoted?" Osamu Dazai relaxed a little so that I could raise my head to look at him, "Yes, I have been promoted to the highest level." I pointed to the ceiling and smiled slyly, "I didn't expect that, the part-time job who was ordered by others The days are over, and now it's my turn to enslave Mr. Ango."
Heh heh heh, Tiao Ye Caiju, you wait for me, I won't let you work overtime and die from overwork, I'm sorry for all the past years when you cheated me.Ten years is too late for a gentleman to take revenge, but it only takes one year for my sister to hang you up and beat you.
"As the same king, my authority cannot be limited to the position of a small employee. I went abroad to improve my qualifications, so this year's work is really hard." Part-time work is a trivial matter. God knows how many extra tasks have been stuffed for me at the Imperial Pillar Tower. Otherwise, how could I, who is good at fishing and time management, end up here?
"I can tell." Osamu Dazai stroked my spine with his hand, "Did Qianye lose weight again? Did he really eat well?"
"Mr. Dazai doesn't have the right to accuse me, right?" How could the villain sue first, I gestured with my hand around Dazai's waist, and the cat I had carefully fed shrunk a lot, and the heartache was so unstoppable.
"Because it's not Qianye's cooking, I don't want to eat it. There's nothing I can do about it." Osamu Dazai coquettishly said, "Shall I make crab tonight? I want crab fried rice and tamagoyaki."
"Crabs... Let someone airlift fresh king crabs from Hokkaido." I nodded thinkingly.
My Worshiping Mackerel Sect has been developing very well in recent years, especially after Jungle opened a road for food delivery, unemployed boys put on green jackets and walked all over the streets and alleys.
And because "mackerel" occupies an absolute position in the organization, more people want to develop ocean trade.Last time, my secretary, salt and pepper mackerel, said that our people have successfully defeated the local snake and occupied the best fish market stall in Hokkaido. Whenever I go to the fish market, I can see a group of muscular men in sunglasses squatting Spectacular scenery yelling next to the tricycle.
Very well, we working people earn money through labor, and labor is the most glorious.What a villain, isn't fishing fun?Fishing is the best!
"Has Qianye achieved the freedom of the king crab? It's amazing!" Dazai Osamu exclaimed, and I nodded proudly.
That's right, I want to raise Dazai Osamu's rich woman, a mere king crab, and I will no longer feel sad because of my lack of money!This is a small step for An and Qianye, but a giant leap for the workers!
Tsk, because I stayed with Mr. Fitzgerald for too long, I almost forgot that I was not short of money, and I almost dreamed back to the famine years when I couldn't afford food.It's all the fault of this guy who casually put out a 70 billion bounty for people and tigers. I, a person who doesn't hate the rich, have the idea of beating people: show, call you show!
"Um, Dazai, who is she?" Kunikida Doppo, who was stuck at the door and couldn't get in, and was forced to eat a large bowl of dog food with citric acid in his mouth, pushed his glasses calmly, asked.
Osamu Dazai: "It's my child."
Me: "I am Mr. Dazai's suitor!"
Kunikida Doppo: "?" The small head was full of doubts, then why do you look like you are inseparable from each other, that's it?
Osamu Dazai's shocked eyes spoke from my head, "I've passed my 18th birthday, I'm not a child, don't listen to Mr. Dazai's nonsense."
"Qianye, it's meaningless to joke too far." Osamu Dazai slowly let go of my arm, and touched the corner of my clothes with his fingertips, his voice was astringent, "Is that right? Are you kidding me? Learned to lie."
"Mr. Dazai is joking." I hooked his little finger with my little finger, and the hand touched by me trembled slightly, subconsciously wanting to retract, but I involuntarily stopped the retreat.
"No one will treat me like a child except you." I sighed, "Don't argue with my age, Mr. Dazai is only three years older than me."
The Seventh King is the colorless king, a high-level member of the black organization, the leader of the newly promoted mafia organization in Tokyo, and the highest government official in Yokohama... My title and experience are far beyond my biological age. I laugh and laugh together, but when doing business, I will always be the best commander and the best executor.
"Will the child treat you like this?" I stood on tiptoe and kissed Osamu Dazai's side face, looking directly at the pair of unreal kite eyes, "I am very greedy. Refuse to give me a title, and now you still want to maintain a state where you can earn everything but don’t need to pay a cent? No, I don’t agree.”
Leave you to me, or I'll get it myself.
The ambiguous period is not annoying, it is like a gradually elongated sugar thread, the sweetness dissipates little by little, leaving only a long tug of war and a network of connections that will not be broken.Before the aftertaste wears off, I want to hold your hand.
But pushing too hard will have the opposite effect, especially for the prey who will flee in a hurry at the slightest sign of trouble, I slightly restrained the exposed edge, and put on Dazai Osamu's familiar coaxing tone, "So I am Mr. Dazai My suitor, everything I do next has a purpose of pursuit, don’t get me wrong again.”
For example, the king crab that was transported by air from Hokkaido, why didn't anyone see my domineering temperament?Is it because my posture when I took out the black card to check out is not handsome enough or my sunglasses are not bright enough?
Yokohama is really a magical city that accommodates all kinds of ghosts and monsters and still treats them calmly. The people here have no interest in the popular literature of Ba Zong.
I pulled Osamu Dazai inside and let Mr. Kunikida, who was stuck outside the door, enter smoothly.His face was full of bewilderment of "I saw another big news today", and he habitually opened his notebook and started to work mechanically. Needless to say, he was another poor social animal.
"I have already settled Mr. Dazai's credit at the coffee shop. As a thank you, accompany me to pack my luggage." I pointed to my huge suitcase, "Do you mind if I put something in your place?"
"Ah... Qianye doesn't live in the dormitory?" Osamu Dazai blinked lightly, and slowly regained his senses, "Do you want to move here and live with me?"
"There is a dormitory for employees, but the overtime work in the Supernatural Secret Service Division is terrible. I want to use Mr. Dazai's place as a place to be lazy." To be honest, I don't really understand why Dazai is so calm when it comes to the topic of cohabitation. When it comes to falling in love, he retracts into the shell?This is the complete opposite of normal people's love order, right?
To put it bluntly, this person is afraid of long-term and responsible relationships. Those young ladies who have been deceived by him in the past are right. He is simply a natural scumbag.
Why be afraid?I know your past, I know your bloody hands under your beautiful skin, I know your dark and dead thoughts, I know all your flaws, but I still love you, I love your desperate but tender soul.
"Although Mr. Dazai is self-willed and picky, has a bad taste and is a stickler, there is nothing wrong with me." I said in a low voice, "It's like so many people want me to leave the darkness and live like an ordinary girl life. But I don't like it, I don't like a stable and peaceful daily life, and I don't like the boring every day."
Since you want to pursue excitement, then follow through to the end, be the best boy, and tease the wildest man.
"It's a straight ball." Yosano Akiko clicked his tongue strangely, "It's amazing, that guy Dazai looks like he has surrendered."
"Because he's an idiot." Ranpo Edogawa opened one eye to look at the blue glass bead, the brilliant brilliance constantly changing with the movement of the angle and light, "What the famous detective has seen a long time ago, he insisted on Deceive yourself."
That's right, who is the one who is holding the mobile phone and sending messages to follow the live broadcast every day when the girl is not back?Now he was knocked out with a straight ball, and he was like a turtle with no future. Does it mean that other girls have to throw him directly to know that he is going to turn against the customer?
He is not such an innocent character, is he?Yosano Akiko felt that there was a conspiracy, she stared at Dazai Osamu's obediently held hand, and recalled the previous "bad deeds" of her colleagues, "...how do I feel that he did it on purpose?"
When it comes to swearing sovereignty, this childish ghost who shows affection 24 hours a day has much more secret tricks than the little girl who just talks about it.
"I suspect that girl has been tricked." Yosano Akiko said heavily, "I don't believe a word of Dazai's character."
"Not necessarily." Edogawa Ranpo objected, he opened Leng Cui's eyes, "Anhe Qianye himself is a king of the sea."
Do you think it's a story about a domineering rich woman and an innocent little white flower, or a story about a scumbag and an infatuated girl?Naive, routine versus routine, this is clearly a battle of kings without gunpowder.
In the love brain battle of geniuses, the one who loves is not necessarily the loser, and the decisive moment is to see who can eat the other party to death.
Two people with ulterior motives left the detective agency with suitcases and dog food. Osamu Dazai has been living in the dormitory assigned by the Armed Detective Agency. It is a slightly old but well-equipped dormitory building.
"Mr. Dazai has very few things." I sat on the tatami and looked around. Except for a few necessities, the room was empty and cleaner than a hotel.
"Well," Osamu Dazai replied vaguely, took a cup of water and poured it on the green plants on the window sill.
In the overall white room, this pot of small green plants is particularly conspicuous, with tender green leaves stretching outwards, and the small porcelain pot in which it is placed is slightly old, with a small piece of broken scratches on the edge.
"Is this... the little tomato we planted together?" The more I looked at it, the more familiar it became, and I stood up and walked towards Osamu Dazai who was standing by the window sill, lowering my head and gently fiddled with its leaves.
When I was still in Tokyo, Saku Le gave a packet of seeds, and I made an agreement with Osamu Dazai that whoever died in the pot of tomatoes would wash the dishes for a week.
Because I was too busy with work and study, I gradually forgot about it. When I left Tokyo, I didn’t remember whether I brought it back. Who would have thought that I would see it today.
"It has borne fruit a few times," Dazai Osamu said, "it's very sour, and the sour teeth fell off, so it can't be eaten at all. If I listened to Qianye at the time and chose to grow shallots, it probably won't be long before it will come in handy."
"Stupid, is this kind of fruit for people to eat?" I couldn't help laughing, "The bright red fruit is so beautiful, Mr. Dazai has raised it very well."
"I originally thought that I would leave it to Qianye to eat sweet words, but it has been making things difficult for me." Osamu Dazai puffed his face a little unhappy, "I hate it, Qianye is not allowed to call me stupid, please respect your teacher ?”
"Mr. Dazai is just stupid." I put my hands behind my back and leaned towards him, "Sweet and sweet, sour and sour, if you don't tell me, how will I know?"
Is it so difficult to say it?I'm so entangled here that I don't want to ask the other party's opinion. What crime did I do in my previous life to come here to play a sitcom with you?
"Tell Qianye, can something sour be turned into something sweet?" Osamu Dazai asked me back.
"No, but I can eat with you." I said.
Our teeth were soured together, looking at each other's wrinkled faces and laughing.I will kiss you with a small red fruit in my mouth, and the sour taste spreads between my lips and tongue. No one cares where the gradually smashed pulp goes, and whether the flowing juice will wet the newly purchased carpet.
I don't care if Osamu Dazai understands what I mean - with his magic IQ, as long as he wants to understand, there is basically no understanding problem, other than that, he is just pretending to be stupid - pull away In my suitcase, all kinds of strange specialties brought from Russia to the United States and back to Japan were taken out and piled up on the ground.
"Mr. Dazai, give some to the colleagues in the detective agency. I bought a lot of bits and pieces." I opened his closet, and the simple casual clothes were hung on the side, deliberately vacating more than half of the space, and the intention to invite you into the urn was very obvious.
"..." Pretend not to see it, don't expose the fact that each other has premeditated, always keep in mind our "pure love" personality.
The clothes I brought back just filled up half of the vacated space, and all kinds of daily necessities were placed in corresponding positions according to my habits and his. The originally empty room was filled with a familiar sense of life, as if we had never been separated. Years, as if I've always been here.
"Qianye, someone sent something over—is it a crab?" I was setting up my Bawang shampoo in the bathroom when I heard Osamu Dazai's voice and the meerkat poked his head, "It should be, put it in the kitchen, I'll be right over."
My little brother is very efficient. When he heard that the boss needed their help, he immediately carried his small fishing boat into the water to catch crabs. He vowed to let the boss in front of him take a look at the outstanding efficiency of the mackerel cult.
I haven't eaten crabs for a long time, and the guild gang don't like shelled creatures. The only Lovecraft who is willing to eat seafood with me is an octopus-like fish. Seeing his cannibalism, I A little loss of appetite.
I fastened my apron, and Osamu Dazai stood behind me and rolled up my sleeves for me. The two of us stared at the little crab who didn't know that we were in danger, showing expressions of eager anticipation.
"Wait, Mr. Dazai, please stay at least two meters away from the kitchen." I came back to my senses, thinking of Dazai Osamu's feats, and crossed my arms to draw a big X.
"No, I want to make ¥( with Qianye!!!" The strange humanoid creature was pushed out of the door by me, and the door slammed shut, and I clapped my hands neatly.
Heh, the kitchen killer has no human rights, leave my sanctuary.
"Then," I smiled and took out the kitchen knife, "Baby, it's your turn."
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