How to put on the character of Wen Haozai in front of Buteizai

After all, Buteizai was found to be moderately poisoned by gas in the hospital before, so even though the members of the armed detective agency were busy fighting against the group that invaded Yokohama during this period, they had to give Buteizai a few days off.

10:30 p.m., on the streets of Yokohama.

This is a traditional Japanese izakaya. When you open the orange-red curtain, you can see a very long table.

On the left side of the long table is the cooking table, and the staff are rolling up the sleeves of their clothes, enthusiastically making dishes for the customers.

On the right side of the long table are tall stools. This design allows customers who come to dine to directly communicate with the chefs about their requirements for the next meal.

The inside of the cooking table is a huge wine cabinet, on which there are various Japanese sake and plum wine. The taste of the wine is mixed together, making the space unconsciously faint with the faint aroma of sorghum.

Far away from the wine cabinet is a row of dining tables, which are very similar to the layout of those ordinary restaurants. The rectangular brown wooden dining table is surrounded by leather sofas of the same color but a little darker. It feels very comfortable to sit on. .

In the innermost part of this izakaya, there is a shrine.

After asking the staff, I found out that the God of Inari is worshiped here, because God of Inari can bless their business to always be prosperous, so it can be said that it is the best choice for restaurants.

After entering the izakaya, Takenzai and Dazai ordered some salads, tamagoyaki, grilled skewers, various fish dishes, and the most troublesome stew...Of course, since they came to the izakaya, as the theme of drinks is essential.

Maybe it's because he drank too much wine and let go of the chatterbox.

Under the tandem of the staff of the izakaya, Buteizai, who had been drinking a lot, began to complain loudly about Kunikida Doppo's boredom.

"Every day, I have to write down the birth plan on the schedule, and the time is accurate to minutes and seconds. I really don't know what's so interesting about such a rigid life?"

Wu Detective Zai raised the beer glass in his hand high, and let go of his voice and shouted: "I kindly found something unexpected for him, but this uninterested guy actually hit me directly?!"

Butan Zai's eyes widened when he said this, and he kept repeating "He actually did something to me!" Then he stretched out his brown head to the others, pointed his finger on the left side of the head, and complained loudly——

"That's right here, that guy actually hit me on the head with his diary, he deserves that he doesn't have any girlfriends to date!!"

After hearing Wu Jingzai's words, the others applauded him one after another.

"That's right, such a serious and rigid person with no interest, maybe he won't be able to find a girlfriend in his 40s!"

"I also have a partner at work, who is a weird guy with a cleanliness..."

"Me too, me too, and so does my boss..."

After Takenzai complained about Kunikida Doppo, other people also complained about their job failures, starting with scolding from their cooperating partners, and finally refusing to let go of the boss who paid him.

Watching this confusing but lively scene, Osamu Dazai took a sip of plum wine with a smile, and looked at Buteizai who put his head on the table with a half-smile, showing a clear and bright look.

This guy is making trouble again!

But after all, they are the same person, Takenzai likes to take advantage of the opportunity to make good things, how could Dazai who watched all this not feel ready to move? !

So he also picked up the wine glass high, and complained loudly to everyone that he had managed to grow his favorite tobacco from an acre of land in order to make his lost friend happy. This matter was reprimanded by the parent (curator) and had to burn all the tobacco.

Hearing the complaints of those guests, the staff member who was wiping the wine glass in his hand for the third time facing the light smiled and bent his eyebrows.

So, it is precisely because he can hear a lot of vivid and interesting stories from time to time here that he has been working as a waiter in this izakaya.

.......................................

The so-called fake show is really done, and when the fake is real, the real is also fake...

Even if they just pretended to be drunk at the beginning, after several hours of non-stop drinking, they all became a little bit drunk.

Takenzai walked slowly outside the izakaya, his cheeks flushed with smoke, and his drunken eyes looked at the bustling scene of people coming and going on the street outside.

"you're drunk......"

Osamu Dazai said with a smile, then pointed at Buteizai wantonly, and repeated his previous words: "You're drunk..."

Hearing Dazai Osamu's firm words, Butei Zai waved his hand angrily.

"No......"

"I'm not drunk...you are drunk!!!"

Leaning against the railing beside him, he shouted slowly.

But Osamu Dazai said that someone as smart as himself would not be fooled by Butei, so he continued to say in a mocking tone, "You must be drunk..."

"I said no, if there is no, there will be no!" Wu Zhenzai shouted unconvinced.

Regarding Buteizai's performance, Osamu Dazai pointed to the blind man next to him, and said confidently: "There is a straight line here, if you get drunk, it will definitely go half way and get crooked... "Halfway through the speech, Osamu Dazai raised his head slightly, and said in a provocative tone: "...Do you dare to leave?!"

"Dare! Why don't you dare?!"

The aroused Wu Zhenzai jumped, and then walked quickly to the blind sidewalk, "...I'll show you right now!"

After he finished speaking, he started to walk in a straight line in a dizzy state. He could barely walk straight at first, but after a while, maybe he really felt very dizzy, and he wobbled from side to side for a while. , and then sat down on the blind sidewalk.

"Hahaha, hahahaha, I said you were drunk..."

Seeing this scene, Osamu Dazai hugged his stomach and started laughing, then he pointed his finger at himself and said jokingly: "...As for me, I can't be drunk!"

Perhaps in order to prove the correctness of his words, the somewhat fuzzy Osamu Dazai instinctively used spiritual power to go through his soul body, and the result...

The two people who were drunk at a distance before, now one of them really woke up.

Some words don't feel good when you are drunk, but when you wake up, you will feel very secondary and weird, and you can't help but blush.

Now Osamu Dazai is facing such an embarrassing scene. Looking at the drunken Buteizai across from him, recalling the scene of facing the spray in the izakaya before, Osamu Dazai feels that he wants to go into the water to calm down.

Fxxk, your fucking face is lost! ! !

Seeing Dazai Osamu's self-deceiving appearance, Butanzai, who was so drunk that he let himself go, laughed outright and neatly, and threw himself in front of Dazai Osamu.

"It doesn't count, the previous one doesn't count, at most it's because I drank too much!"

He held Osamu Dazai's neck tightly with his hands, and after admitting that he was drunk, he said word by word: "But it can't prove that you are not drunk. If you want me to admit this, you can do it yourself." To take such a trip, as long as..."

Before he finished speaking, he tilted his head upwards, rolled his eyes and fell into a coma.

Osamu Dazai was busy breaking free from Buteizai's shackles, but now he is fine, once this guy is unconscious, he has to be busy trying to find a way to give birth to him and carry him home.

As a result, with such a bump, the phone, which was already precariously placed in the pocket, suddenly couldn't collapse, and fell to the ground with a "click".

Looking at the phone with the screen facing down, Osamu Dazai, who was worried, didn't think much about it, and directly picked it up and stuffed it into his pocket.

Then he wrapped his arms around Wu Jingzai's waist, waved for a taxi, and drove home.

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After about half an hour, they arrived at the dormitory of the Armed Detective Agency. After paying the money, Osamu Dazai dragged Buteizai into the room one by one.

"Hey, Dazai-san..."

Hearing the movement, Izumi Kyoka pushed open the door and came out in a daze. Looking at Osamu Dazai who was out of breath, she pointed to the closet beside him kindly, "Do you need me to call Atsushi out for help?"

After getting along for a period of time, the terrible impression left on the cruise ship was basically washed away.

After all, Osamu Dazai is a black mud, but no matter which Dazai will not show it in normal times, after brainwashing by love brains and sand sculptures, Izumi Jinghua will no longer see the picture of Dazai as before. His face began to tremble.

"It's okay, we're almost there anyway!" Osamu Dazai said vigorously, and then pointed to the opposite door.

That's their room.

Quan Jinghua, who was rejected, didn't persuade her much, and closed the door directly after nodding her head, "Then you can do your work!"

After all, it is one thing to have overcome fear and become not afraid, but it is another thing to be tricked like this before. Quan Jinghua said that she is holding a grudge~

Osamu Dazai, who had expected such an attitude long ago, was not too annoyed, and dragged Buteizai into the living room with a smile, and then threw it on the sofa.

Then he began to take off the coat on his body, and at the same time took out the mobile phone in his pocket, intending to put it aside for charging.

At this moment, he felt that there was something wrong with the touch of the screen of the mobile phone he was holding, that kind of rustling and not smooth feeling at all.

Eh......? ! !

Osamu Dazai picked up the mobile phone in his hand and took a look, and found that the entire screen had been broken into a maze of characters at some point, with no good places up and down.

Seeing this, Osamu Dazai frowned and began to think, when did this phone break into this appearance?

A flash of inspiration flashed quickly, and he, who was not drunk himself, naturally caught this flash of thought.

It was when Butei Zai rushed over before, and at that time I even bent down to pick up the phone that fell on the ground!

Thinking of this, Osamu Dazai turned his head to look at Buteizai lying on the sofa bitterly, and then found that the guy who caused all this to happen was lying on the sofa and sleeping soundly on the sofa, and there was a bruise on his cheek from too much sleep. Comfortable, and a blush of two slices of apple red emerged.

How is this possible? !

Osamu Dazai thought angrily, why he had to bear the final result when it was clearly done by Wu Zhenzai? ! !

Unreconciled, Osamu Dazai walked up to Takenzai, and rubbed his hands vigorously on the other's cheeks, which felt good to the touch, until his fair skin gradually turned red.

Then Osamu Dazai sat down against Buteizai, and then thought about how to completely throw the blame to the other party...

After about three or four minutes, Dazai Osamu clapped his hands suddenly, and then put his mobile phone back into the pocket of the jacket he took off.

Then he put the jacket over Buteizai's stomach, and the side where the phone was placed was loosely placed on the inside of the sofa.

After arranging everything, Osamu Dazai happily leaned against the sofa on the other side and began to pretend to be asleep.

According to Wu Zhenzai's habit, when he wakes up tomorrow, the first step must be to lift off the clothes covering his body...

When the time comes...

I imagined that my mobile phone flew out of my pocket, and then hit the ground heavily. At this time, I was able to be woken up by the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, and then I caught someone's stolen goods and got them.

As long as this is the case, he can justly push the matter of the mobile phone to Wu Jingzai, and then ask the other party to pay him a mobile phone.

Perhaps the imaginary prospect was too bright, Dazai, not short of money, just wanted to cheat the martial arts, and he fell into a deep sleep unknowingly.

In the dream, there are peach blossoms stacked on top of each other.

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After an unknown amount of time, Osamu Dazai, who felt a little heavy on his body, opened his eyes in a daze.

Then he saw Butei Jai with his iris-colored eyes blinking and holding his hand with a smile, and then leaned forward to exchange a lingering kiss.

After kissing him, he felt that he was sitting on something, and then there was a "click" sound.

"Oh, how could you break this thing?"

Takenzai's eyes widened, and he took out the mobile phone that had been changed at some time from the sofa under Dazai's buttocks, and while looking at himself with obvious eyes, he said in an exaggerated tone: "Dazai , you should also lose weight, when did you grow so heavy?!"

When he said this, he still didn't forget to cover his mouth with one hand to express his surprise, but Osamu Dazai could tell that Buteizai did this to cover up the corner of his mouth that was completely raised under his hand.

Fuck, I got tricked! ! !

The author has something to say: Dazai: Hehehe, watch how I get rid of the pot~

Buteizai (takes the pot): Black pot is never mine!

Look around and choose the candidate

Wu Zhenzai: Since there is no other choice, then I am very sorry, this big, round and hot black pot is yours!

Dazai: Shit, when did this blame come?The house was stolen! !

Hahahaha, I finally wrote this part, I have been looking forward to the double slaughter and mutual pit for a long time~