In order to survive, I do many jobs

"Odasaku, my family has a serious crisis." Osamu Dazai said in a solemn voice, lying on the bar counter of Lupin's bar.

"Really?" Oda Sakunosuke, who had just finished the draft, took a sip of wine calmly, and tilted his head in doubt, "Dazai, why did you cover your left eye?"

Layers of bandages wrapped around Osamu Dazai's eyes, very similar to how he was dressed in the mafia period, the only difference is that the right eye was covered before, and now it is the left eye.

Oda Sakunosuke still remembers that when they first met a long time ago, he asked Dazai Osamu if his eyes had been irreparably attacked, and expressed sympathy for his friend's tragic experience.

"Yes, Odasaku." Osamu Dazai nodded with a sigh at that time, "Actually, this eye of mine seals the evil dark power. Once the seal is removed, the world will be destroyed. In order to maintain world peace, I can only Bear the burden of humiliation and bear the corrosion of the seal."

"Oh, is that so? You have worked hard." Oda Sakunosuke nodded, believing it.Then he got Osamu Dazai's comment that "Saku Oda is really interesting".

"Did the sealed dark power transfer from your right eye to your left eye?" Oda Sakunosuke asked sympathetically, "You should go to the hospital as soon as possible."

"No," Dazai Osamu covered his left eye in pain, "Oda Saku listen to me carefully, my family has a serious crisis."

"Anhe finally couldn't stand your capriciousness and flirtatiousness, did you break up with you, Dazai-kun?" Ango Sakaguchi walked into the bar with his briefcase in his arms, rubbed his forehead and said to the bartender, "Please give me a glass of mint water. "

"It's too much, how can Anwu say that." Dazai Zhi turned his face away as if his teeth were sore, "Qianye will not dislike me, don't provoke our relationship."

And it's been a long time since he hit up a girl on the street and died in love. How can you look at him with colored glasses? An Wu is too much!

"Anwu~Qianye, why have you been working overtime lately?" Osamu Dazai said bitterly, "Isn't she the highest official? Shouldn't she be the kind of job where you can fish casually?"

"What misunderstanding do you have about government departments?" Ango Sakaguchi took a sip of mint water, using the cool feeling to stimulate his nerves corroded by staying up late, "Anhe has more responsibilities than anyone else, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko After the incident, only she can complete the handover with the Tokyo Pillar Tower, and she will not be able to get rid of it for a while."

"Dazai, what do you mean by family crisis?" Oda Sakunosuke brought the topic back in a friendly manner, "Did Anhe indulge in work and neglect you?"

What I said, it seems that Osamu Dazai is a little girlfriend who is unreasonable when his boyfriend is working. Although there is nothing wrong with thinking about it carefully, the sense of sight should not be too strong.

"That's not true." Osamu Dazai rested his head on the cold bar and counted one by one with his fingers, "The good night phone call, bento box and bedtime story are all the same as before, because Qianye has been staying up late and sleeping more Evening, if I can't sleep at night, there are chatting and sleeping services."

The little girl who was sleepy and muttering to him at night was super cute, like a kitten scratching his heart with its paws.She often fell asleep when Osamu Dazai was still full of energy, and the sound of breathing came through the receiver, and the sleepiness connected the two of them in their dreams.

"When I woke up in the morning, I found that the phone hadn't been hung up all night. Qianye was very angry. She would scold me and reflect on herself. Although she couldn't see it through the phone, she was definitely blushing. She was so cute when she was shy~ Osamu Dazai was covered in pink flowers all over, completely immersed in his own world.

"..." Torn openly and secretly, so angry.He just came here after get off work to have a glass of wine to soothe his heart that was overwhelmed by work, why did he give him a mouthful of dog food.

"Stop showing affection, Dazai-kun." Sakaguchi Ango said ruthlessly, "Mr. Odasaku and I don't want to hear this at all."

"Since everything is as usual, why is there a family crisis?" Oda Sakunosuke asked, "Could it be that you think too much?"

Couldn't be, didn't they have a good time when they were in a foreign country? Overtime work is really a universal magic weapon to destroy the relationship between couples.

"It's a long story." Osamu Dazai took a sip of wine, his face full of melancholy, "It happened one night, the night wind was rustling, explosions were blowing, and the white mist was thick. I was wearing clothes that were neither warm nor resistant to dirt. Handmade uniforms, stand on a tall building and cry first."

Understood, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko night, you stood on the fort and looked down at Yokohama in a handsome outfit, with the words "behind the scenes" written all over your body, and you brought countless overtime to the supernatural secret service with your own efforts source of all evil.

"I was thinking about life in the cold wind, until a murderous long sword appeared in front of my eyes." Osamu Dazai took another sip of wine, "I'm so stupid, I only knew that Qianye made the move, but I didn't expect her to die I was so angry. I called her, but she didn't answer me, that child usually listens to me, and as soon as she doesn't make a sound, I know something serious has happened. "

"Get to the point." Ango Sakaguchi interrupted Mrs. Xianglin's self-report, "The Realm of the King swept Yokohama, and then what?"

"Then, cough," Osamu Dazai coughed, pointing to the bandage on his left eye, "I became like this."

"Anhe?" Ango Sakaguchi pushed his glasses, raised his wine glass to cover the curve of his mouth, "well done." He is indeed the reliable chief of their Supernatural Secret Service Division, and he did what everyone wanted to do. things.

"It's too much, Ango..." It was the first time Dazai Osamu reflected on whether his popularity is really that bad?Even the honest man Ango showed gloating emotions unconsciously, is there any sympathy left!

"Oda Tsukuru, Ango laughed at me." Osamu Dazai asked another friend for support, "They are all too good, and so are everyone in the detective agency. Everyone said that Qianye played well, and even Atsushi-kun did not stand by me. Here."

How angry, it made him lose his mind and wanted to seek comfort from Akutagawa.In this world, there is only Ryunosuke Akutagawa who sympathizes with him unconditionally. His life is really a failure.

"Because Dazai did something too much." Oda Sakunosuke showed disapproving eyes, "It's normal for Anhe to be angry."

"But I still don't understand, just punched you, why did it rise to the level of 'family crisis'?"

"The point is this punch!" Osamu Dazai pointed hard at the position of the bandage, "Qianye actually chose to hit the face!"

Hitting people doesn't slap people in the face, it hurts self-esteem, but if you have a thick skin, everything can be broken.

"At the position of the eyes, if you hit too hard, it is easy to cause accidents. Since Dazai-kun can still go to the bar to drink happily, Anhe's strikes are considered very light." Ango Sakaguchi said, "It is completely different from her usual beating strength. One order of magnitude."

"No, you don't understand." Osamu Dazai waved his hands tiredly, "My face is what Qianye likes the most, and now she is grabbing my face and beating her, she must not love me anymore."

"Aren't you ashamed at all to keep your lover with your face?" Sakaguchi Ango couldn't contain his desire to complain.

"Why should you feel ashamed?" Osamu Dazai asked strangely, "There are so many beautiful faces around Qianye, isn't it only me who fascinated her in the end? This is something I am super proud of."

When it's over, this man takes the boy's script and thinks about it happily, not ashamed but proud, he is hopeless, let's push it into the crematorium and burn it.

"This shows that what she loves is actually your spiritual beauty." Ango Sakaguchi felt that he was too stupid for wanting to give love counseling to Osamu Dazai seriously. Why did he, an innocent boy who was single since his mother and child, mix with two veterans in the field of love? Love war between?No matter how the situation develops, isn't he the only one who is traumatized?

"There is another possibility," said Oda Sakunosuke who was silently listening, "Since Dazai said that Anhe likes your face the most, then she may have hit your eyes on purpose."

"Why do you say that?" Osamu Dazai and Ango Sakaguchi turned their heads simultaneously.

"Because this kind of Dazai is very similar to the Mafia at the port?" Oda Sakunosuke pointed to the bandage on Dazai's face and gestured twice, "Is it possible that Anhe actually likes your Mafia look better? After all, she I always say that she is a villain or something like that.”

This... makes sense!

"No, it should be said that it is too reasonable." Osamu Dazai's pupils quivered, "As expected of Oda Tsukuru, one word can awaken the dreamer."

Qianye chose to follow him during the mafia period, even though she had no objection to defecting and leaving, but he was the white moonlight in her heart during the mafia period - this kind of thing is clearly very possible!

"It's no wonder that Qianye went abroad without hesitation for two years after I joined the Armed Detective Agency. She never left me for a single day before." Perhaps his mind was broken by the iron fist of justice, Osamu Dazai began to follow Oda crazily. The idea proposed by Sakunosuke was brainstorming all the way, and the more he thought about it, the more dignified his expression became.

He might have turned himself green, how could this be the case!

"What's there to like about that gloomy and difficult kid?" Osamu Dazai couldn't believe it. "Isn't it good for grown men? Why does Qianye like little ghosts more?"

"Have you made up your mind to this point?" Sakaguchi Ango was almost choked to death by the water, he coughed twice in embarrassment, "Dazai-kun, you think too much, maybe Anhe didn't mean it at all." In other words, why do you despise yourself? , whether it is a kid or an adult male, isn't he Dazai Osamu?

Ango Sakaguchi: I don’t think so.

Osamu Dazai: I think there is a big difference!Not a concept at all!

"No, I think she has." Osamu Dazai picked up one incident from his memory and analyzed it in detail, "It's rare for Qianye to go out this morning after having breakfast at home."

Because she has been working a lot lately, she came back yesterday to pick up a change of clothes, stayed for one night by the way, and woke up very early the next morning.

"Breakfast is ready, remember to eat it while it's hot." Osamu Dazai felt a pair of soft hands gently hold his face in his half-dream and half-awake state, and leaned the back of his head against a soft place.

"Is there a knee pillow in the morning? I'm really happy." Osamu Dazai opened his sleepy eyes, the iris-colored pupils contained misty water vapor, he pouted his lips, and heard someone chuckle .The cold long hair brushed Dazai Osamu's cheek, Qianye bent down and gave him a shallow kiss.

"I'll change the bandage for you, go to sleep." The light-white fingertips untied the knot, and the bandages scattered like snowflakes, and she carefully stroked them aside.

"Does it still hurt?" Osamu Dazai heard her ask with a smile, "Is the medicine I brought back good?"

Didn't it hurt you to beat me?Osamu Dazai complained in his heart, and treated him as a guinea pig for drug testing, Qianye, hypocrisy, excessive!

Taking out a brand new bandage from the medicine box, Qianye put it on for Osamu Dazai and said with emotion, "I miss you so much, I feel like seeing the old Mr. Dazai."

"What is there to miss?" Osamu Dazai yawned, "I don't want to go back to face Mr. Mori's annoying face again."

"It has nothing to do with Mr. Mori, right? I'm talking about Mr. Dazai." With his fingertips dexterously tied the last knot, Qianye happily stroked Osamu Dazai's hair. He is cruel and cruel, but he only loves my feeling very much."

"I'm going to work, remember not to be late." Qianye went out with a briefcase, and suddenly sighed, "Although working hard to make money to support Mr. Dazai is very happy, but the Dazai cadre who indulged me in fishing and applied for field subsidies for me is really It’s very heartwarming.”

At that time, Osamu Dazai, whose mind was occupied by the feeling of returning to the cage, did not think deeply, but now that he is no longer sleepy, this passage alone made him very alert.

"What does Qianye mean?" Osamu Dazai poked the ice puck in the wine glass with his hand, "What do you mean 'officer Dazai is really exciting', who is officer Dazai! Stop empathizing!"

"Don't be childish, Dazai-kun." Ango Sakaguchi drank water indifferently, "Being jealous with your former self will only make you appear extra vexatious, and won't win the slightest sympathy."

Oda Sakunosuke nodded silently, and he said worriedly, "Dazai, if your brain is broken, it's better to go to the hospital as soon as possible."

Both friends were unwilling to believe him, Osamu Dazai pursed his mouth unhappily, drank the whole glass of spirits in one gulp, got up and left Lupine.

"When did Dazai-kun become so naive?" Sakaguchi Ango looked at Dazai's leaving back, "I think Anhe is too used to him, or is it like this for people who are in love?"

"Who knows." Oda Sakunosuke took a sip of his wine, "Anyway, it's better for us not to interfere in the affairs between them."

The strong wine entered his throat, and a fire-like stimulation gushed out of his throat. Osamu Dazai felt a little dizzy, but it was not serious.His drinking capacity is one of the top ten mysteries in Hong Kong and black. No one has seen him drunk on any occasion.

Osamu Dazai doesn't like to get drunk, and he occasionally feels that it's okay to be in a daze, but reason forces him to be sober, and looks at the boring world of nothingness with cold eyes.

Although the world is not so boring now, because there are people who are worth looking forward to and loving.

Osamu Dazai was still angry, his little temper was ready to move under Chun Shan's skin.It's not the time for Qianye to get off work, she must be buried in the documents and struggling, if he goes to find her in the supernatural secret service department now, and makes Qianye mess up, how angry and complaining she will be with her cute expression, it's really amazing People look forward to it.

"Should you be able to go in directly?" Osamu Dazai pondered for a while. Although the censorship of key government departments is strict, he is a top-notch relationship. As long as he pretends to be drunk and uncomfortable, Qianye will definitely send someone to pick him up.

"Huh, that's... Qianye?" Dazai Osamu was thinking about his plan to cause trouble, when he suddenly noticed that the girl who was supposed to be working overtime in the Supernatural Special Affairs Section hurried past the street, looking left and right, as if she was looking for something.

"Mr. Dazai!" Qianye called out in surprise when he saw him, and ran towards him hurriedly.

Something was wrong, Osamu Dazai opened his arms calmly, his eyes swept over "Qianye" carefully.

She didn't wear the light gray suit of the Supernatural Secret Service. She wore a white shirt with a black windbreaker on her upper body. It was a high-end product made by hand, and it was by no means the style of the Supernatural Secret Service, which is known for its frugality.Underneath was a black and white checkered leather skirt, and a black metal leg ring was tied to the straight long legs, with a sharp dagger embedded in it.

This is not public office attire, this is... Mafia style.

"Mr. Dazai." Qianye ran in front of him, trembling and reaching out to hug him, "That's great... It's because I wasn't prepared, there's still time."

"What is Qianye talking about?" Osamu Dazai restrained the person in his arms calmly, her body was dyed with a faint but distinct medicinal scent, which is the smell that Dazai Osamu often has on his body, entangled her like a rope net .

Qianye doesn't often have this kind of smell on her body, usually only in the morning after Dazai Osamu hugged her and slept all night, she will be covered with his smell.In a few hours, the breath he left behind will dissipate in the wind and become invisible.

They were separated for more than an hour or two, and the real Qianye would never come to him with such an aura.

But the person in front of him is not fake.

Osamu Dazai raised the lower jaw of the man in his arms, and took a closer look, feeling a sense of strangeness and familiarity rushing over his face.He reached out and hooked the silver necklace on "Qianye"'s neck, and found an expensive pigeon blood ruby.

Dazai Osamu sighed softly as the reflective surface of the jewel reflected his uncertain expression.

It wasn't the bullet he sent, Qianye would never let it leave his body.

Mafia outfits, expensive gems, smells...all unfamiliar details point to a new possibility.

"Which world do you come from? Where is Qianye in this world?" Although it wasn't his Qianye, Osamu Dazai still softened his voice. He gently held the girl's cheek and saw her unfazed eyes, "You What have you done?"

"As expected of Mr. Dazai." Qianye from another world frowned and smiled, her initial panic gradually dissipated after she confirmed that Osamu Dazai was alive.She was still hugging Osamu Dazai, and the extremely close distance made Osamu Dazai smell more details.

The smell of medicine, the smell of ink, and a strong smell of blood.

"Ink?" Osamu Dazai asked in confusion. The smell of blood is normal. She probably came here after killing someone. After all, it's the mafia, so it's not unusual.

"Yeah, because Mr. Dazai works really hard." Qianye reached out and stroked the bandage on Dazai's left eye, "Why does Mr. Dazai in this world have to wrap his eyes?"

Because he was beaten by you in this world, how can he say such a reason?

"Is the bandage wrapped around my left eye in that world?" Osamu Dazai asked back.

"Well," Qianye nodded, "It really looks the same, there is only a little difference." She used her fingers to show a gap of one centimeter.

"You are so gentle, Mr. Dazai in this world." The girl held Dazai's face in her hands and murmured, "You are such a gentle person, why do you have to hide yourself?"

"Did he treat you badly?" Osamu Dazai let her look at herself carefully, thinking of the pigeon's blood red that was priceless.

"No, Mr. Dazai likes me the most." The little girl laughed, "It's a unique preference, and all black people in Hong Kong know it."

"All black people in Hong Kong?" Osamu Dazai repeated her words.

"Ah yes, um, I don't seem to have introduced myself yet?" Qianye let go of Osamu Dazai.

She took a step back, rubbing her chest with one hand, smiling obsidian-like eyes, "My name is Anhe Qianye, and I am currently serving as one of the five major cadres of the port mafia, and I will do my best for my leader, Osamu Dazai."

Osamu Dazai looked into her eyes, and suddenly understood why he couldn't raise his guard against Qianye from another world.

They are one person, "Dazai Zhi" will go to different paths due to different circumstances, but An and Qianye have never changed: self-confidence, optimism, and the power to always go up, the will to never shrink after encountering hardships, and an exquisite heart. Heart.

"It's such a world." Osamu Dazai thought everything through, and then thought of the hurried look of this Hong Kong gangster official when we first met, "Is the me in that world dead?"

"That's right," the little girl was obviously a little unhappy when she mentioned this matter, "I didn't pay attention and jumped off the roof of the Hongkong building."

"It's something I would do." Dazai Osamu thought for a while, "That's why you brought Qianye there? But the me in that world is already dead, right?"

"Death? It's not something worth caring about." An and Qianye picked their fingertips, "I always have a way."

"If I don't want him to die, he won't be able to get what he wants no matter what." Her voice was soft and gentle, but with a kind of crazy ferocity, "Only this matter will not fulfill his wish. "

"Death is his own choice, right?" Osamu Dazai said, "He probably doesn't want you to do this."

"Who cares about him." The cadre gave Osamu Dazai a funny look, "I said, do you think I really won't get angry because I usually treat you in a submissive manner?"

"Are you kidding, there is nothing I want to do but can't do." An and Qianye restrained their smiles and said coldly, "I'm happy, who cares about his reasons for seeking death and life. Abandoning his girlfriend alone To die, I still have to be a scumbag who understands the deep heart of a scumbag?"

Osamu Dazai who was suddenly beaten into a scumbag: I am so wronged, what does it matter to me?

"So, what did you do?" Osamu Dazai brought the question back to the original point.

"It's very simple, I used [Book]." Qianye smiled and put his hands behind his back, looking cute and cute, "Mr. Dazai will not guard against me at all, the location and use of [Book] I know all the ways of it."

"Although it is a bit complicated because it involves different time and space, as long as there is a time difference." She stretched her waist, "I reversed the time of that world for a while, back to the time when he was not dead— —The rest is up to me in this world.”

On the other side, I sat at a mahogany desk with a villain's uniform to my taste and a note.

To "I": Dazai, Tiantai, Father, 【Book】.

"Why do I have to use a code to leave a note for myself?" I couldn't complain, lit the note with a match, and changed into the uniform prepared by "I".

"As expected of my taste." I looked in the mirror, "It looks much better than the uniform of the Supernatural Secret Service Division."

"Total, can you link your databases in different worlds?" I said to my old father, "I seem to have left the background of the story in your body."

[Okay, just synchronize it. 】My old father patted his stomach, and fished out a file package named "My Memory" from the endless sea of ​​data.

It is not a pleasant thing to receive other people's memories, but fortunately, the source of the soul is the same, there is no repulsive force as an interference, I am like watching a movie played at ten times speed, browsing through the "I" in this world Life.

"There is still one day before Osamu Dazai's death. It's really thrilling." I rubbed my forehead, "I understand, save people first and then save him."

In the face of stubborn pessimists, therapy alone is useless, and we have to use reasonable physical means to sanction them.

"Knock knock," the subordinate knocked on the door, "Master Anhe, the leader wants you to go to the office on the top floor."

Due to time reasons, I watched the short movie just now very roughly. Only when I encounter something that needs to be recalled will the corresponding clip be automatically triggered for me to make up for the reference answer.

I searched for keywords [Chief Office], and in an instant, countless memories flooded into my mind.

Take out half of the normal, subordinate-boss conversation, and the remaining half...sorry, it's too shameful, I can't say it.

"I'm too strong in this world." I covered my hot cheeks, my heart beating faster, "Is it so fast?"

Compared with the super strong progress bar here that has done everything that should be done and should not be done, I, who came from another world, feel ashamed.

It's also "me", how can I be so good, is this the gap between Xueshen and elementary school chicken?

Great, I'm getting motivated.

The author has something to say: Anhe? The focus is clear? Qianye: I have to work hard to catch up!Sure enough, the only one who can defeat me is myself, as expected of me!

Zai: Obviously I made the money, why does it feel green on the top of my head?

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