In order to survive, I do many jobs

The sweet cream melted between the lips and teeth, the soft pineapple and yellow peach were poked away with a fork, and the cat pattern in the center of the cake was carefully preserved as the final touch.

The best thing to eat is to save it until the last breath!I start it.

"Crackling." I gnawed the cat's ear chocolate in two or three bites, and Osamu Dazai, who was sitting across from me, watched me "cruelly" eat the cat, and silently rubbed his suddenly cold arm.

Obviously the main body is mackerel, why do you feel empathy for cats?It must be the fault of Qianye brainwashing him every day.

"Are you cold, Mr. Dazai?" Sensing Osamu Dazai's small movements, I took the time to look up at him, the corners of my mouth were still covered with crumbs of dark chocolate, which were sucked away by the tip of my tongue, "It's winter, you should wear more, I Let me lend you the scarf."

Men, Gu Fengdu doesn't care about the temperature, and restrains your identity as a male model a little bit.

"No need..." Osamu Dazai said half of his refusal, and I was ruthlessly punished.I took off the beige plush scarf around my neck, half stood up and put it around his neck across a table, and tied a knot loosely.

One winding, one twisting, one tightening, all work together.

Osamu Dazai obediently lowered his body and let me tie a scarf for him, but after seeing my skillful technique, he suddenly felt something wrong. It seems that this is not a conventional way of tying a scarf... right?

"Is this knot the rope knot used for hanging?" Dazai Osamu touched the soft scarf, and it looked familiar no matter how you looked at it. Isn't this the special knot method he often puts around his neck?

I am right!Do you think my department is very professional?Perfect copy.

Osamu Dazai: Hey──Qianye, that's too much.

It’s just repaying the body in the same way as the person, the heavens are good for reincarnation, the heavens spared no one, I stuffed a cherry in my mouth, and avoided Dazai Osamu’s questioning as if nothing had happened.

Why do you embarrass an innocent kitten? I don’t want to. It’s my hand that moves by itself. This is probably the instinct engraved in my DNA. I admit that some weird things are engraved in my DNA. .

And I don't think there is any problem, Osamu Dazai and hanging knot, what a suitable match, let people see his essence at a glance.Please call me Miracle Zai Zai Fashion Collocation Expert, thank you for your support and applause, crab crab crab crab.

But Osamu Dazai deserves to be Osamu Dazai. After questioning to no avail, he quickly accepted my carefully selected outfits, and even adjusted the position of the scarf himself with great interest, making himself look like a man who hanged himself. A severely ill patient who escaped from a psychiatric hospital when half of the branches collapsed suddenly.

After returning to Yokohama, Osamu Dazai seems to have become a little more sculpted, is it my illusion?It is indeed my beloved hometown, rich in well-known cross talk artists, full of laughter everywhere, and every piece of land is sprinkled with the glory of righteousness.

However, I am probably the only one who would define Osamu Dazai in this way, because his appearance is so deceiving.

I cupped my cheeks and looked at Osamu Dazai from top to bottom, from his fluffy hair all the way to the shiny leather toe, I have to admit, even with such a magical product like the exclusive knot for hanging, Osamu Dazai still looks good .

The waitress sisters who have been going back and forth in the store have changed several batches. Their flickering eyes are hiding behind the menu book, looking at this side curiously and happily.

If you want contact information, you can boldly come and ask, Osamu Dazai's dedicated email address for confidante, you deserve it.I looked at the ladies and sisters, as if I saw new love letter materials one after another. If the emails in this mailbox number can be made into a collection, I would like to call it a masterpiece-"A Pile of Letters from Strange Women".

The charm of Yokohama Lanyan Huosui continued after shedding that layer of dangerous mafia shell, and those gentle and bent eyes took away the souls of many ignorant girls, and their souls broke Tsurumigawa.

I inserted a small piece of cake with a fork and put it into my mouth without any concern for myself, thinking: Sure enough, an overly outstanding appearance will make people unconsciously ignore strange details, and no one has noticed the scar on Dazai Osamu's neck. Hanging knot, observation ability 0 points!failed!

That soft off-white scarf was bought by me when I went shopping with Belmode last time. Not only is it furry as a whole, but there is also a pink cat's claw embroidered on the hem. It is obviously suitable for girls to wear scarf.

Although Osamu Dazai didn't feel disobedient when he wore it, it looked cute.

But there is always something different.Wearing it, Osamu Dazai seemed to be surrounded by my breath, leaving a mark of publicity that belongs to me alone, and every gap is filled with entangled connections.

──It’s really a greedy and satisfying metaphor, and the secret thoughts grow wildly like weeds.

I looked away from the scarf, poking at the leftover apple slices on the plate, looking for a topic at random.

"I heard that the Armed Detective Society has an entrance test. I haven't passed the test for so many years. Are you nervous, Mr. Dazai?" Little coup, this is the halo of blessing from the number one in the grade!"

I'm really worried, if the entrance test for the Armed Detective Agency is a written test, which includes knowledge points of physics, chemistry and biology, will Osamu Dazai bloodbath the Armed Detective Agency because the other party discriminates against him as a dropout?This is a big event, the files that have just been washed will be scrapped and invalidated in an instant, arrest warrants will be issued one after another, Mr. Munakata who has worked hard to clean up the ground, and the Fushimi boy who has fallen into overtime hell will beat us to death.

"Although I am very grateful for Qianye's kindness, the entrance examination and the entrance examination should be two different concepts." Osamu Dazai picked up a little cream with his little finger and licked it tentatively, staining his lips with white.

There was a little curiosity and more casualness in his voice, "Test, what kind of exam questions will that Mr. Fukuzawa Yukichi ask?" Mr. Mori's generation, the lone swordsman, His Excellency Silver Wolf.

"Mr. Dazai is definitely fine, and so is Mr. Odasaku." I am not worried, there is nothing in this world that Osamu Dazai wants to do but can't do, it's just a job application, he can do it.

After many months, can my guardian finally get rid of the status of a vagrant and become an honorable taxpayer?I was moved to tears.

It is difficult to find a job in modern society. It is not easy to find a job. If you don’t ask you to support your family, just don’t starve yourself to death.

In the past, nearly half of the interests of the port mafia came from Osamu Dazai. Compared with him, A is a waste.As a cadre's deputy, I am shocked by my boss's outstanding professional ability every day and am speechless. I especially want to persuade him to go to work in the tax bureau and report Senouwai, a black-hearted capitalist who abuses child labor.

However, the boss's own dream is to be a happy rice bug, and after resigning, he will let himself go and fly with joy.The same is true, if there is no oppression of life, who would want to go to work?Life is just too hard.

"Ah... it's time to make an appointment, time flies by so fast." Osamu Dazai looked up at the clock behind me, his eyes stayed on the junction of the minute and second hands, he was clearly facing me, but he didn't look at me, his eyes There is a thin layer of gray mist.

I'm not saying goodbye after sending him to the Armed Detective Agency, he and I know that.

──Now is the time to say goodbye.

"Then, Mr. Dazai, go, I wish you good luck." I reached out and smoothed the corner of the scarf for him, straightened the neckline, and smoothed every wrinkle, "See you in a while, don't forget that I will visit home from time to time oh."

Although it is difficult to get out of closed training, but in order to prevent my cat's fragile stomach from being poisoned by the nearby Sanwu takeaway, I have to spend at least one day to copy the lair of unscrupulous merchants.

Yokohama, your emperor has returned.The good days of Sanwu hawkers and illegal buildings are about to come to an end, and justice is like I will never allow you to appear in the sun again.Such is the determination of public officials!Make up your mind, scumbags!

"Also, don't eat super spicy curry rice with Mr. Odasaku, you will really cry, be careful of stomach pain." I couldn't help but reminded me again and again, like an old mother who is about to marry her daughter, wishing to have another Stew a pot of chicken soup for my Jiaojiao to take away.

Oda Sakunosuke, a man with a magical iron stomach, although he can’t tell from his appearance, he is actually a very good melee output. Our assistants should not follow other people’s ways, and will be blocked by curry rice in the hot spring water to death .

"I got it, I got it──Qianye sauce is super wordy~" Osamu Dazai dragged out the tone and said with a serious face.

"Please get out of here mellowly, and you're still standing here talking sarcastic remarks when you're almost late." I gritted my teeth secretly, and unceremoniously drove him away, let me go and harm Mr. Fukuzawa Yukichi as much as I want, and give me back my peace.

"I'm leaving." Dazai Osamu gave a final smile, hooked the broken hair on my forehead with his index finger, and gently scraped it along the cheek, "So is Qianye, you have to take good care of yourself by yourself."

"I'm very reliable. It would be better if Mr. Dazai could let me worry less." I puffed my cheeks, complaining coquettishly in my tone.

"Well, we'll talk about that later." He smiled and withdrew his hand, "Happy birthday, let's celebrate next year's birthday together."

Eh?Did he promise me that there will be next year?I was rarely stunned.

Osamu Dazai seldom makes promises about "the future" and "future", because he doesn't know whether he will die in the next second, so he never makes illusory promises.

That being said, at least in the new year he will live happily as I wish.

Cinderella's wish is heard by the fairy godmother, and until the clock strikes 12 midnight, the power of magic will live forever.

Osamu Dazai walked past me with his hands in his pockets. His tall and thin figure was wrapped in a light-colored windbreaker, and the hem of his clothes blown by the wind passed over my wrist hanging by the seat, like a fleeting fog , came briefly and then dissipated silently into the invisible.

Through the glass of the dessert shop, I saw his figure disappear little by little in the twilight light, and his whole body was embedded in the molten gold-like sunset.

The Armed Detective Agency in charge of Twilight... Unexpectedly, it might be quite a suitable place for Osamu Dazai.You should meet interesting people, and maybe you can slowly find the meaning of life and the value of existence.

"I'm really happy to be back in Yokohama." I stood up and glanced at the figure standing outside the window out of the corner of my eye. It looked like a black-haired young man in a neat military uniform with a strange serious expression on his face.

"Mr. Suehiro Tetsuchang?" I waved my hand with a smile, "Is this the first time we have met in reality?"

That's right, the black-haired handsome boy in front of me is named Suehiro Tetsuchang, and he is one of my amazing netizens. In the previous article, I pulled out another boy with a strong stomach to compare with Mr. Oda Saku.

By the way, adding ketchup and chili sauce to Osamu Dazai's crab porridge was also the idea of ​​this boy.According to him, food of the same hue has a wonderful chemical reaction together, it becomes super delicious, and the sincerity of the tone makes me jump to the edge of breaking the law-but it turns out that this is all bullshit, He was definitely assing me.

I don’t know if it tastes good or not. I only know that Osamu Dazai was almost dragged to a gastric lavage that day. He looked haggard and miserable. This bowl of crab meat porridge was also listed by him as one of the top ten suicide methods that should never be attempted again .

Even Osamu Dazai can't stand it. I'm afraid I would type gg in the next second. This boy must be trying to murder an innocent beautiful girl. I see through your plot.

If it is a metaphorical exaggeration to describe Mr. Oda Saku with a steely iron stomach, but it is just a more accurate adjective when applied to the boy Suehiro with an iron gut.

He is a real "iron gut", the kind that surpasses the limit of the human body, Master Pei will call him a ruthless person who will call his confidant and ask him to be his brother when he sees him.I have to say that his parents are really good at naming names, and the old point of view at the age of three will not deceive me.

I met Suehiro boy in sister Biyangqi's recipe teaching post. At that time, I still asked Biyangqi sister for advice on the 108 secret recipes for poisoning mackerel with secret vicious thoughts. I wanted to punish my evil boss. Toward the great harmony of the universe.

The boy Suehiro, who was listening, stopped my evil deed with a face of disapproval, and said, "Every piece of food is worthy of respect. Such an approach will undoubtedly hurt the self-esteem of the food." Such a deafening justice.

Shocked by the voice of the Great Dao, I changed my mind and humbly asked for advice, "What is your opinion?"

"Food must be eaten whole to respect them." Suguang Tiechang looked serious, "For example, eggs must be eaten with their shells on."

I was about to take out my notebook to take notes: Huh? exce?what are you talking aboutThe boy's teeth were so good that the pen in my hand fell to the ground with a fright.

The boy Suehiro gave me a puzzled look, and repeated honestly: "Eggs should be eaten with their shells on, what's wrong? Am I wrong?"

No, I can fully understand your respect for eggs, such a heavy love, I can't bear to look directly at it.

Until now, I only have one question: Do you eat durian with the skin on?If you respect durian so much, I respect you as a man, and I will say goodbye with my hands clasped together.

I don't know if Suguang boy eats durian or not, but when I heard from him that he had been waiting for me for three hours, I couldn't help showing a dazed look in my eyes.

"Sorry?" I apologized without knowing why, and asked him, "But, why didn't you come into the store to find me?" The cold winter wind was blowing, boy, you are very strong.

"Because I want to watch the ants move." Suehiro pointed to the slowly crawling ants colony under his feet, "It's very interesting, do you want to watch it together?"

Your Highness!This strange person has been staring at us for a long time!The little ants on the cement floor moved their tentacles and sent me a message.

Thank you for your hard work. When I was a child, I was trampled on by boring children, and when I grew up, I was raped by even more boring adults. I was shaking and cold, when will the ants stand up!

"No, no, I still want to solve my own moving problem as soon as possible compared to ants moving." I decided to give up communicating with Suehiro boy, our brain waves are not on the same frequency.

"Hound's staff quarters have bsp;" there are. "Suguang Tiechang honestly reported a list of hotspot names, "The top one: 'Goubuli steamed stuffed buns [-]% off' is".

"password?"

"The fake title of 'Tiao Ye Caiju is discounted in half'."

Understood, let me see: Goubuli buns are [-]% off, Tiao Ye Caiju is [-]% off... Is e Tiao Ye Caiju cheated?Not very cost-effective.

"It means: everyone buys steamed stuffed buns with a [-]% discount, but Mr. Jono is the only one with a [-]% discount? Why are you targeting him so much?" I asked in puzzlement, could he be someone who loves to kill and make trouble like Osamu Dazai? Man, so the Hound doesn't like him very much?

"That's not how I understand it." The boy Suehiro shook his head, "Buy buns and get [-]% off, do you want it?"

So it was like that, "Forgive me to refuse." I was categorical, although I like discounted products, but I understand the routines of supermarkets: discounts mean poor quality, look at this man, he is offering [-]% off, he must not be a good man, Discounted products are not allowed to be returned, whoever buys will lose.

Tiaoye Caiju: If someone offered you money to buy Osamu Dazai, how much discount would you get?

Me: free delivery, free postage home.

Although Suehiro, who is my guide, has a strange mind, he is undoubtedly a righteous man.I watched him holding the suitcase and moving up and down with me, and couldn't help but shed tears of gratitude.

My God, did I ever get treated like a weak girl?I don't know why my heart is so moved. Compared with the supernatural spy department where all living beings are equal as social animals, the hound is so humane.

"Can you restrain your heartbeat a little bit? It's disturbing my precious hearing." A lazy, mocking voice sounded behind me.

I turned around and was facing the squint-eyed boy. Although this fellow had a god-given good-looking face, what he said just now undoubtedly proved that he had a very mean tongue full of venom.

Poisonous tongue, squinting eyes, hissing, the symbol of a popular character.

"No, if you don't mind, I have cotton here, so if you plug your ears, you won't be able to hear." Facing the new colleague who seemed to be deliberately trying to make things difficult for me, I smiled kindly.

"That's so troublesome, why don't you let me completely stop your heartbeat." Tiao Ye Caiju said with a smile, not hiding the dangerous aura around him.

"You must have never been to school." I showed pity in my eyes, looking at the boy in front of me who might be a dropout again, "As long as you have lived in a dormitory for even a day, you will get used to the tireless teeth grinding and snoring. Such an insignificant sound as the beating of a heart."

Tiaoye Caiju: "...Very well, I fully understand the deep friendship Mr. Tiechang and you have established in a short period of time. Now, please shut up."

Suguang Tiechang nodded silently, still holding my pink cat thermos in his hand, and was about to put it on the windowsill for me.

During the short confrontation, I suddenly realized: If they were allowed to be two K, Mr. Tiechang should have a better chance of winning.Because it is obvious that black-bellied people cannot beat natural blacks, and natural ones are all monsters.

Hey, so the squinting-eyed boy in front of him is the spitting servant of the hound?

I touched my chin, it makes sense!Such a familiar tone, such a broken tone, such sadness and despair hidden under the smile, isn't this the evolutionary version of Mr. Ango?

Every organization has a Tucao servant. An organization without a Tucao servant is not a good mafia. After Mr. Ango quit, Mr. Nakaya took over his heavy responsibility, and went further and further on the road to collapse.

This is not my nonsense!I didn’t persecute Mr. Chuya, it’s all the facts: Look at that browless boy, can’t he arouse your desire to complain?If you look at the lemon bomb with the afro, he himself is a big walking slot.If you look at that evil young girl again, don't talk about it, and if you talk about it, you will call the police.

The boy with a poisonous tongue is actually a joker, this is an ultra-rare resource!In case something happens to Mr. Jono, I will take over the burden of complaining.No, no, no, the child is really tired, the child was forced by Osamu Dazai until he lost a drop, please save the child.

Thinking of this, I instantly forgave Mr. Jono's harsh words, and smiled lovingly at him: "Okay baby, you are right in everything you say, please be tenacious and shoulder your responsibilities, I will never take over for you."

The rapid heartbeat is because I have been climbing stairs to carry luggage, but after special training, I can completely control the rhythm of heart sounds and breathing. After thinking for a while, I sang a b-box to Mr. Jono with the sound of my heartbeat.

Tiao Ye Caiju, who heard it clearly: ... Is there something wrong with this newcomer who arrived by air?What about the promised king, that's it?

Hey, why did Mr. Jono's expression become indescribable? Could it be that he thinks my singing is not good?He really has no taste at all, and does not know how to appreciate my sublime art.Forget it, let me give him a piece of anxiety, a selection of famous songs, which will last forever.

"Shut up, please." I was still in the gestation stage, Tiaoye Caiju quickly and decisively interrupted me, "Mr. Tiechang, pack up and bring the newcomer over to the meeting."

"Mr. Tiechang, Mr. Tiaoye is really too good." Seeing Tiaoye Caiju disappearing from my field of vision, I complained aggrievedly, "I obviously didn't speak up just now, why did he ask me to shut up? "

Pure heart voice communication, 24k does not disturb the people, understands people and understands itself, all by tacit understanding.

"Maybe because you said he is a discounted product, he is not happy." Suehiro boy answered me after thinking carefully.

"Isn't that what you said? It's [-]% off!" I was shocked, "Is it possible to temporarily increase the price? A profiteer!"

"Actually, the price was set by the deputy chief." The honest black-haired boy answered me, "Ah, yes, I will take you to a meeting to meet Chief Fukuji and Deputy Chief Okura."

Meeting, a term I haven't seen for a long time, is full of strange bureaucratic style and cumbersome meeting minutes and paperwork reports, which I am quite tired of.

But according to my observation, if there are ig characters like Mr. Jono and Mr. Tiechang who are inexplicably natural black among the meeting personnel, plus a first-class cross talk player myself, no matter how serious the meeting is, it can be turned into a sketch show.

The military uniform sent by the logistics department hangs quietly in my closet. I gradually put on the uniform in order, fastening the metal buttons one by one, and the dark green coat cloak hangs down to my ankles.

"As expected of a military uniform, handsome." I looked in the mirror, took out my phone and took a photo.

Click, send, To: God of Mackerel.

Dazai Osamu, who was walking alone on the street with Kunikida, was about to go to the mission location, and suddenly heard a notification tone from a text message on his mobile phone. It was a very special "meow" sound, and his special notification tone was only set for one person.

Qianye sent him a message?

Osamu Dazai took out his mobile phone, opened the text message with his index finger, and a selfie in front of the mirror jumped into view.

"Dazai, wait a minute, let's do this... then that... Dazai? Dazai, are you listening?" Kunikida Doppo who was holding his ideal notebook and muttering suddenly found that the temporary partner beside him lost his voice.

"Dazai, what's wrong with you?" Kunikida Doppo didn't know why, was it his illusion?This man who always seems to act calmly and calmly...

Are his ears red?

The author has something to say: Military uniforms, you know everything.