In order to survive, I do many jobs

In the sunny afternoon, under the umbrella outside the coffee shop, two figures, one big and one small, stood facing each other.

"Guess, which hand is the candy in? If you guess right, I'll give it to you." I stretched out two clenched fists, and the sun went around the umbrella and sprinkled on my wrists. It was warm and filled the air. The dust is clearly visible in the light path.

The little girl with a carrot hairpin, Saku Le, bit her nails, and pointed to my left hand hesitantly and excitedly.

"Cannian—the answer is wrong." I smiled and spread my empty left hand, shaking it at the little girl, "It's empty."

"That's the right hand?" Saku Le raised her hand and answered confidently.

"Congratulations—it's still a mistake." I stretched my clenched right fist and showed it to Saku Le, "This one is also empty."

"Sister lied!" Xiao Le pursed her mouth unhappily, her face full of accusations of "you even lied to children", "Big villain."

"I'm not lying, just watch it." I snapped my fingers, turned my right hand, and the delicate lily bloomed from my palm, and colorful chocolate beans gushed out of the stamen like a fountain.

Saku Le exclaimed, and hurriedly stretched out her hand to catch the falling chocolate beans, the surprise in her eyes almost fell out, "Is it magic? Is my sister a super-powerful magician?"

"It's a magician of love and dreams that fulfills the wish of a good child." I handed the lily to Sakule, and stroked her hairy head, "Go and play, my sister has something to discuss with your guardian."

"Mr. Odasaku of the Armed Detective Agency, good afternoon." I straightened up and looked sideways at the red-haired man standing in front of the coffee shop.

His expression was calm and vigilant, until Sakule happily ran back to him holding flowers and candies, Oda Sakunosuke's expression gradually eased.

"Go back to Kosuke and the others, I'll be right back." Oda Sakunosuke paused for a moment on the candies in Saki Le's hands, "Eat less, remember to brush your teeth."

"Got it, goodbye sister!" Saku Le waved to me, and ran away with a jump.

"Would you like to talk?" I tilted my head to Mr. Odasaku, "Just in this coffee shop. It's so close to the detective agency, there's no time to call for help."

"Miss cadre of the port mafia, why did you come to the detective agency?" Oda Sakunosuke kept a safe distance from me, and his eyes gradually became suspicious, "My surname is Oda, not Oda Saku."

"I know, but I think Mr. Odasaku is more fluent, and after so many years, it is very embarrassing to change." I pointed to the coffee shop with my chin, "Standing is so tiring, let's sit down and talk."

"We probably don't know each other very well." Oda Sakunosuke walked into the store a few steps behind me, and said frankly, "The last time we met was when I raised a gun at your leader, you looked so angry that you wanted to kill me on the spot look."

Eh, what else?I dragged the progress bar of the small movie in my mind, and finally left the mouse on several freeze frames.

Well, "I" is indeed an expression that explodes and destroys the world on the spot. The long black hair is windless and automatic, and the shadow line spreads from the front of the forehead to the back of the head. It is short of writing "has been blackened" on the face. Big characters, true colors starred in "The New Black-haired Witch".

I can fully understand the thinking of "I": the "I" in this world is not familiar with Mr. Oda Saku, even though Osamu Dazai regards Mr. Oda Saku as his most important friend because of the existence of the "book", but only a few words from him The "I" who understands this person in his explanation has no real sense of this, and can't talk about likes and dislikes.

In this case, although Mr. Oda Saku identified Dazai Osamu as an enemy and raised his gun, although it was correct, this move definitely exploded the scales of "I".

My cat is so skinny, picky eater and self-willed, he is always on the verge of pissing me off, so I am not willing to hang him up and beat him, how can I let you kill him!

"It's strange, the mentality of an old mother." I scratched my chin, thought about it, and found it quite novel.

The same two people will have some differences more or less under different circumstances. Come here to experience different plots, and it is worth the fare.

"Mr. Odasaku, do you believe in parallel worlds?" I ordered a cup of matcha latte and threw shredded marshmallows into the cups. The sweetness almost overwhelmed the bitterness of the coffee.

"I've seen it before." Oda Sakunosuke's eyes followed the spoon I was stirring the marshmallows, and with the heart of an old father, he couldn't help asking, "Will you brush your teeth when you go back?"

It’s not so sweet that it’s so sweet that you’ll get tooth decay after taking a sip… I stopped throwing marshmallows into the cup, and took a sip of the coffee pretending to be calm, “That is to say, Mr. Oda Saku thinks that the parallel world is completely A product of imagination?"

"Probably." He thought for a while and said to me, "Your attitude towards me today is very different from before, is it because of the parallel world you talked about?"

"In this world, Mr. Odasaku seems to be completely hostile to me," I said with my head propped up, "We were originally good friends who fought together to fight for coupons."

"...Fighting friends?" Oda Sakunosuke slowly put out a question mark.

"That's right!" I counted them one by one with my fingers, "Extra eggs from the supermarket, buy two get one free Bawang shampoo, children's anti-lost bracelets, canned mackerel, M's children's meals, etc., we all They've all been spelled out!"

Mr. Odasaku, a family-oriented man who is as diligent and thrifty as I am, my eternal comrade-in-arms on supermarket discount days, a super reliable young man who will quickly help me bargain for prices whenever I give him a new shopping link.

"...It seems that our relationship is indeed very good." Oda Sakunosuke, who is still worrying about the living expenses of raising five children, instantly believed my heartfelt words.

As a man who is inspired to become a writer, Oda Sakunosuke has always had a rich imagination. He carefully compared the "I" who smiled at him and the "I" who was full of blackness. The world is real" wavering between two thoughts.

I could see what he was thinking at a glance, thank you, as a fugitive patient in a mental hospital, I have caused you trouble.

"If you don't believe me, I can tell you from the beginning, from the first time I met you now." I pointed to my head, "Although the things about you in that world are my main perspective, it's okay."

"Why?" Oda Sakunosuke didn't answer my words, "Even if you really come from a parallel world, isn't Osamu Dazai the most worthy of your attention and persuasion? Why did you come to me?"

"I made this trip because of Mr. Dazai." I put down my coffee cup and looked at him lazily, "I don't care about the relationship between Mr. Odasaku and the 'me' in this world. There are no friends that 'I' can't make, it's just that I don't want to."

"I've heard that the port mafia has a powerful and weird mind-controlling supernatural power." Oda Sakuyuki's assistant pointed the gun, "What do you want to do?"

"I won't use my powers on you, because this matter is not about you and me." I took out a book that looked like it from my arms, and gently pushed it in front of Sakunosuke Oda, "Want to read a story?"

"In my case, I am a very selfish person." I twisted a marshmallow stained with coffee liquid and stuffed it into my mouth. Great reason."

"If I treat someone well, I must also hope to get the same love from him. One-sided giving is just self-touching and self-redemption. I don't like it." I watched Oda Sakunosuke open the first page of "" Page, "Of course, I respect other people's opinions that are different from mine. Since he didn't want you to know, I didn't plan to come here."

"But he made me very angry." I murmured, "I was so angry that I wanted to hang him up and beat him up, and I was so angry that I didn't want to hear a word from him. The linkage between the two worlds is so simple, I even I can't imagine how I in this world planned all this after his death."

After finally completing the task, I returned to the Port Mafia, thinking about whether to eat crab fried rice or seafood risotto tonight, and happily watched the floors of the elevator go up one after another.

Falling, black, wing-broken bird.

Unable to hold hands, even if his arm was bloodied by the broken glass, he could no longer grasp the corner of his clothes.Words and tears no longer have meaning, only a piece of pale letter paper, with a few words written on the document of succession.

"I don't accept it." The thin voice leaked from the lips and teeth, and the [book] was opened, and the words were written after chewing and thinking word by word.

The power to connect the two worlds, the gate of time and space that was torn open by force.I came here with all her rage.

It's beautiful to think, not everything can make you want.Just because I rarely show my fangs to you doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

"It's interesting." I rested my chin on my overlapping palms, watching Mr. Odasaku's expression gradually change, "I guess you know what it is, so don't think about taking it away."

Since I dare to bring the [book] out, no one can snatch it from me.

Oda Sakunosuke closed the pages of the book, and gently stroked the cover with his fingertips, "Sorry, I may not be able to give you the answer you want for the time being."

"I can understand." I reached out and took back the [book], flipping through the pages, "After all, the power of words is no match for the facts we have seen with our own eyes. We were enemies before, and it is not Mr. Odasaku's style to trust the enemy's one-sided words. "

"So, I only have one request." I held up a finger, "It's very simple, a small matter that won't embarrass you."

"Aren't the Port Mafia and the Armed Detective Agency negotiating a truce? Let this request be added." I blinked. "Eight o'clock tonight, Lupine, I'll buy you a drink."

"You want to..." Oda Sakunosuke said hesitantly.

"I think he worries too much." I shrugged. "A friend is a friend. Even if you have different positions and different positions, the souls you know will not change."

"Well, I just want to create an opportunity. If it doesn't work out, forget it, don't force it." I took out two banknotes from my pocket and pressed them under the coffee cup, smiling at the red-haired young man, "The relationship between people The strings between the two are very delicate things, if you don't take a step to try, how can you be sure that things are really that bad?"

"I'm a superb optimist, of course I will consider everything from a positive perspective." I threw an unopened pack of marshmallows into Mr. Odasaku's arms, "Go back and bring them to the children, it's me A little thought."

Oda Sakunosuke stared down at the bag of marshmallows with excessive sugar content: If Saku Le got tooth decay, none of An and Qianye would be innocent.

On the way back to Ganghei, I bought a box of octopus balls and looked down at my phone while puffing.

My subordinates have already done what I have told them: the hidden pop-up protective pads set up around the buildings with more than five floors in Yokohama, the protective nets and patrol posts covering all the rivers in Yokohama, and all the facilities that supervise the circulation of the black market. Lethal drug record sheet...

I don't prohibit Osamu Dazai's little hobbies, self-shark is a way of entertainment for him to relax his spirit, and I like to play galgame is essentially a concept.The devious tactics were taught by him himself, so it is not too much for me to use what I have learned.

"It's a big project." I wrinkled my nose. In the future, Yokohama's self-shark rate will be infinitely close to zero. Whether it's a brain-dead boy who couldn't think about jumping off a building because of drinking and falling out of love, or a girl who threw himself into the river to feed the fish, he would find himself invisible. It was arranged so clearly that it was impossible to seek death in the true sense.

If this continues, Yokohama will finally have a slight possibility to break away from the list of the least livable cities in Japan, vigorously develop tourism, and create a new high for GDP.

"I'm really a qualified public official." I thought with relief, "It's time for our country's civilized city to add our Yokohama name. How can it be compared with Tokyo! The most unlivable must be them!"

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"Master Anhe." The subordinate guarding the door of the infirmary bowed and saluted, "You are back."

"Yes, I'm back." I entered the room with only half of the takoyaki left. Osamu Dazai was half leaning on the hospital bed, concentrating on a document.

"I thought Mr. Dazai would use the injury as an excuse to give the paperwork to Mr. Chuya." I sat on the chair next to the hospital bed and passed the octopus balls, "Have you eaten the green peppers and carrots at noon? ?”

"It's over." Osamu Dazai pursed his mouth calmly, and the disgusting taste seemed to still remain in his mouth, "Chuya is so stupid, if you let him read the paperwork, Gang Hei will definitely go bankrupt."

"Mr. Dazai is actually a model worker, and he can be on the awarding stage of the top ten people who moved Yokohama." I held my face and watched him bite a small ball, "If Mr. Dazai's hard work can give [-]% to myself in the parallel world, the country Kida-san will add more than ten years to his life."

"Is that too much?" Osamu Dazai didn't put down the document while he was eating the small balls. He pressed his hand on the paper, signed his name, and casually placed the document among the processed ones.

"May I help you look at part of it?" I flipped through the unprocessed stack of papers, "I'm going to finish work today before eight o'clock in the evening. I'll take Mr. Dazai to a good place."

"Dating?" Osamu Dazai turned his pen around, "It's really exciting. When I think that that guy must be having fun with my Qianye now, I can't help being very jealous."

Me: ... Please check your wording, a good trip to another world, don't make it look like a wife-swapping literature, you may have no morals, but I do.

"It's not a date between two people, it's three people." I said ruthlessly under Osamu Dazai's unbelievable eyes, "There is another man who wants to join our date."

"If it's Chuya, I'll hang myself on the eaves for Qianye to see right now." Osamu Dazai said grimly, "I'll make the little guy work overtime until he's exhausted. The leader will do what he says."

What does this have to do with the innocent Mr. Nakaya?Can't you have a little less yellow trash in your head?

"No, it's someone Mr. Dazai wants to meet but dare not meet." I showed the same gloomy expression as him, "I've already reserved the venue, and I won't allow you to run away."

Osamu Dazai was stunned for a moment, he stopped the pen in his hand, pondered my words back and forth for a while, his pupils suddenly dilated.

"No, pretending to be sick is useless." I cut off his words directly, "It's useless to intimidate me with a super scary expression. You who stay in the chief's office all year round and don't exercise have no chance of defeating me who spends every day in the training ground. .”

Life lies in exercise, always sitting will cause kidney failure, I will use the knowledge I have learned from the hound to design a fitness plan for him that is accurate to two decimal places.

Although I have a lot of experience in the mafia in this world, she is still too immature without the status of "King of Two or Five Cubs": what's the use of only staring at recipes and sleep, exercise is the first step to health .

The first step to get up every day is to cheer yourself up, and you will start to run at [-], full of vitality without limit.

Osamu Dazai suddenly had a chill. He rubbed his arm covered in goosebumps, and found that things gradually turned in a direction he couldn't understand.

Of course, as a super-class crosstalk master and the strongest king in the other world, my thinking is definitely not a trick that ordinary people can easily see through. Osamu Dazai of that world has passed the stage where I was shocked to the point of being speechless. Now, it's your turn up.

At eight o'clock in the evening, at Lupin's bar, Osamu Dazai, who was changed into casual clothes by me, walked into the bar slowly.

He just had stomach bleeding and couldn't drink, so I gave him a bottle of Nutrition Express.Osamu Dazai took a sip from the bottle, deeply doubting whether he was an adult male.

"Mr. Dazai, don't be cowardly. The most important thing to make friends is to take the first step." I said while wiping the glass in my bartender uniform, "Don't worry if there is no topic, I will warm up you with a cross talk first."

"Thank you Qianye, I appreciate it." Osamu Dazai put the half bottle of Nutrition Express on the bar counter, "I'm not so timid yet."

He sighed helplessly, "Qianye has already achieved this step, so I can't be too useless. I'll do what Oda does by myself."

"OK," I put down the glass, took out a few hangover mints from my pocket and gave him, "Then it's up to Mr. Dazai."

"Do you think they'll get on with it?" I retreated to a corner of Lupine, and a dark figure silently appeared behind me, asking aloud.

"Yes." I nodded affirmatively, "No matter which world they are in, they are them."

"What do you think of this place? It's very different from yours, isn't it?" A girl who looks exactly like me came out of the darkness, holding a strawberry-flavored lollipop in her mouth. The two who started communicating.

"A little bit." I stepped back step by step, blending into the shadows, "I like the way Mr. Dazai wears the leader's uniform, and it feels like my artistic soul has been ignited again."

"Ha," "I" laughed, "I like it too, but your regular clothes are also very good, and he is also suitable for bright colors."

"I think the white one is the best." As expected of me, the brain waves completely coincided.With the attitude of looking at my confidant, I asked my system to transmit a package file to the other side, which was full of my treasures for many years.

"Grass (a type of plant)," "I" blurted out, "how did you coax him into taking pictures?"

"Don't coax, he can still refuse me after all the photos are taken." I patted "me" on the shoulder suddenly, "Sister, to tell you the truth, I want a set of mafia photo albums. You change."

"Deal, give me two days to prepare." "I" agreed without hesitation, showing the capable style of the top mafia cadres.

We looked at Osamu Dazai who knew nothing about the conspiracy at the same time. The hands of the chefs were tightly clasped, everything was silent, and I knew me best.

"It's time to go back, is there someone waiting for you over there?" "I" laughed, "Leave this place to me, please make this trip, and I will take care of the rest."

"Yeah," I looked at my body that was gradually being rejected by the world and began to blur, "Mr. Odasaku seems to be progressing well... Indeed, I don't need to worry about it anymore."

"Before you leave, give me a page of [book]." I took out the seemingly ordinary book from my arms, tore off a blank piece of paper, folded it and put it in my pocket.

"Here." I handed the [book] back to "I", "To be honest, we are still fighting for it. My plastic friend Fei Jia will be thrown into prison sooner or later."

"Driver Dostomi Oki?" "I" said with a smile, "Your experience has inspired me a lot, and I'm thinking about starting my main quest."

"Come on," I raised my eyebrows, "Twenty-Five Boys are so interesting, wouldn't it be nice to have multiple salaries?"

"It's heart-stirring." "I" watched me become invisible, and said to myself, "It's interesting, why don't we start with Jungle first?"

At this moment, let us applaud and welcome a new [-]-year-old who officially embarks on the journey. She will have multiple salaries and multiple identities, and she will happily run towards the road of Neptune with her community of destiny.

"Ah!" Osamu Dazai sneezed hard, holding the Nutrition Express and toasting Sakunosuke Oda.

"Dazai, what's the matter?" Oda Sakunosuke, who gradually became acquainted with new friends during the conversation, took a sip of ice wine, "Have you caught a cold?"

"I feel that someone is poaching my corner..." Osamu Dazai looked solemn, "And I don't know why, my instinct tells me that I can't take revenge on this person."

It's me, it's me, our friend little Nezha!

"Qianye is so slow." Just after returning to this world, I was hugged by the young man who was guarding the resurrection point, Dazai Osamu's fluffy head was rubbed against my neck, "I thought Qianye didn't want me gone."

"How is it possible." I laughed, kissed his earlobe quietly, and whispered in his ear, "Although I really like Mr. Dazai's appearance in the leader's uniform, but he has suffered too much. I prefer to eat Sweet."

The cross talk princess should match the sand sculpture prince!The white, chubby, cute and cute cat that I have finally raised cannot be stolen by others, not even myself!

"Speaking of which, I learned a lot of new knowledge in that world." I said with great emotion, "They are obviously the same age, how can they be so good at playing?"

Osamu Dazai paused, distanced himself a little from me, and looked down into my eyes, "Does Qianye know what he's talking about?"

"?" I tilted my head and pointed to myself, "Why don't you know? I don't seem to be an innocent person?"

"Then, do you want to try?" Osamu Dazai traced my side face weakly with his hands, "I'm no worse than him."

"Can a man's competitive spirit be used here?" I put my face on his palm, rubbed it lightly, and showed a sly smile, "Okay, let's compare."

Tomorrow isn't the weekend, but as a boss, it's totally fine to miss work or something.

The author has something to say: Qianye: pull the lamp——

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