[Comprehensive] The Traveler Walking Out of Meteor Street

Talking about ideal things is nothing like that.

Due to the reason, Oda Sakunosuke laughed when Bai Qi said that Osamu Dazai was a great writer.

The warm atmosphere instantly turned into a funny atmosphere.

"Ahem... Ha, Bai Qi, from what I know about literature, Japan does not have a writer named Dazai Osamu, and the Dazai Osamu I know has nothing to do with literature. He is a member of the port mafia."

"..."

"Bai Qi... wait, don't get angry! What I said is true!"

"..."

"The house is small! Please don't break things, I'm out of money ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Oda Sakunosuke's wailing came from the second floor of the cafe.

……

That afternoon, when Bai Qi ran away in anger, Oda Sakunosuke had to call the "culprit" Osamu Dazai, hoping to learn from him why Bai Qi thought the other party was a "big writer".When he told about Bai Qi, Osamu Dazai burst out laughing, and slapped the table with his hands while laughing, "He actually thinks I'm writing literature?!"

He took out a small mirror from his subordinate's breast pocket, and looked at it from left to right.

"I don't even look like it."

In the mirror, the dark brown-haired boy's face was pale and cold, his right eye was wrapped with a bandage, giving him an unfriendly aura.But the iris-colored pupil of his left eye widened like a teddy bear, round and cute.

Osamu Dazai still has a talent for being cute.

It's just that except for those who don't know his true nature, no one in the port mafia will follow him.

"Could it be... I have the talent to become a literary boy?"

Osamu Dazai walked away, rubbing his chin and speaking, the subordinate whose mirror was taken away happened to hear such a sentence, and shivered all over his body, unable to imagine that the boss had a part-time job to write.

That must not be some kind of chicken soup for the soul, it is definitely a poisonous chicken soup that drags people to death together!

Oda Sakunosuke just took this matter as a topic to reverse Osamu Dazai's impression of Bai Qi: "I don't know what's going on, since you haven't misled him so much, it's probably because he was confused by someone's words Yes, when I told him not to learn from you, he showed strong resistance and panic."

Osamu Dazai was in a good mood, and Bai Qi's frightened expression could be imagined in his mind.

"Odasaku, if it's just this matter, I have to hang up the phone here."

"... Dazai."

"Hmm~."

"Bai Qi is still a child, don't argue with him, I will apologize to you on his behalf."

"I don't want an apology from Odasaku."

Hearing this, Osamu Dazai decisively avoided the topic, and said with a sloppy look: "My subordinate is here, let's talk next time."

He hung up Sakunosuke Oda.

Oda Sakunosuke held the phone in a daze for three seconds, thinking: Dazai still holds grudges as usual.

Didn't I just hang up on him once... Sigh...

Near the headquarters of the port mafia, Osamu Dazai tossed his mobile phone in his hand, and tilted his head to look at a brat following him.The visitor was wearing a black windbreaker similar to his. The white shirt was blocked by the windbreaker at the hem of the ruffles, only revealing the elegant and retro medieval neckline of the shirt. This taste... made him a little indescribable.

The other party is two years younger than him in age, and Dabaiqi is one year old.

However, in his opinion, this is a complete brat, far from real maturity.

"Akutagawa-kun."

The corner of his mouth drew an arc, and subconsciously uttered words that stimulated the heart: "I know a child who was born in the same slum as you, he was raised by a good man, and now he goes to school like ordinary people, Akutagawa-kun Do you regret following me to join the Mafia?"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke said coldly, "No."

In order to strengthen the determination in his words, he looked at Osamu Dazai in front of him, "I'm only suitable for this place."

He was brought into the mafia from the ghetto by this man.

Become stronger.

surpass each other.

He longs for the approval of the other party, and dismisses others from the so-called ghetto.

"Well." Osamu Dazai made an interesting tone, "But he is better than you—" Before Ryunosuke Akutagawa's heart tightened and he inevitably developed a comparison, Osamu Dazai changed the subject again: "Next You can do some supervisory work for me, Zhongbu is not here, and I will leave the miscellaneous work to you."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke was more sensitive to his topic just now, "Mr. Dazai, who was the person you mentioned earlier?"

Osamu Dazai smiled and said, "No one."

Forget it, for Odasaku's sake, he won't involve Bai Qi.

Although--

A little upset.

On the other side, Bai Qi borrowed a computer from the owner of the bar and tapped on the keyboard, but she couldn't find Osamu Dazai no matter what.

He murmured: "There is no Osamu Dazai that I know in this world?" In the flower planter, there are only a few Japanese writers that a layman like him has heard of, and the author of "No Man in the World" is one of them.

Even after 15 years, Bai Qi still believes that her memory is correct.

He wanted to try the names of other literary giants, but he shook his head again. He was not a computer proficient person, so he had no reasonable excuse to erase the fact that he had searched the names of a few strangers for no reason.

Unless, smashed.

The second this thought popped up in her mind, Bai Qi suppressed it, "That's the behavior of a reckless man."

Such things as repaying kindness with revenge——

He won't do it.

"I'm not a white-eyed wolf, and I don't want to be a loser. It doesn't make sense to let the people who took me in have bad luck." Bai Qi manipulated the mouse to turn off the phone, with a trace of confidence in his eyes, "I'm just Bai Qi."

Just because everyone else on Meteor Street is an idiot doesn't mean he is also an idiot.

He is a good boy in the new era of socialism.

brackets, pseudo.

After nine o'clock in the evening, the streets of Yokohama are most full of people who don't want to return home at night. A man reeking of alcohol came out of the izakaya and headed to the nightclub unsteadily, hoping to find a woman there. one night.The more unsuccessful a man is, the less he wants to go home to see his yellow-faced woman.

When he was about to walk out of the dark path with the help of the wall and came to a brightly lit place, the man vaguely saw a boy wearing a peaked cap walking towards him, with a pointed chin and figure, like a child who hadn't grown up.

The man passed him by, and vaguely heard a casual thank you.

"thanks."

The next second, he felt a pain in the back of his neck and lost consciousness.

Throwing the man beside the trash can casually, Bai Qi picked up his wallet and counted the cash. People who go out at night bring quite a lot of money. In this man's wallet, there are two 980 yen and five The banknotes of [-] yen and [-] yen are equivalent to about [-] five yuan when converted into the coins of flower growers.He flicked the banknotes, held a few thin banknotes and took a look in front of him. His dark eyes were filled with thoughts at night, emitting a bright purple light invisible to others.

"Why does it feel different from what I saw in my previous life?"

Japan's currency, isn't it said that there are Fukuzawa Yukichi and Natsume Soseki on the banknotes?

The people above don't look like each other.

No matter how different the world is, money is still money. Bai Qi threw away the empty wallet. With the power of thought, it is impossible for any fingerprints to be left on the item.

Then, he picked up the other party's mobile phone and left.

Dare to act drunk at night without self-preservation, in Bai Qi's eyes, it seems that she is here to give money.

"Boss, I'm back."

Bai Qi looked around, there were quite a lot of people in the bar, mixed with dragons and snakes, there were a few men in suits and sunglasses talking in a low voice in the corner, it was inevitable that there was some noise around, no wonder Oda Saku never came to drink at this time.He greeted the boss in a low voice, and the other party asked after finishing the drink, "Have you finished your supper?"

Bai Qi smiled: "It's over."

The bar is not responsible for his meals, but will give him a share of the meal money.

He walked over to wash his hands, took over the boss's job, and suddenly said: "Boss, if someone is making trouble in the bar, do I need help?"

The middle-aged man who has been running this small bar for many years has a gentle and kind expression on his face.

"Help if you can."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and continued to wipe the crystal clear glass in his hand, as if what he said casually was nothing worth mentioning.

With his permission, Bai Qi picked up the paper and pen for accounting and walked over.

"Guest, please pay the bill."

Just now, he heard two rogue men discussing how to renege on their debts.

"An IOU." The man who rolled up his sleeves on purpose and had a tattoo on his arm burped, looking at Bai Qi as if he was looking at a weak little rookie.

The other younger brother who called his big brother one by one had sly eyebrows and said with a smile: "Our big brother is a member of the Yokohama underworld. He never carries money with him. Signing an IOU is a way of saving your face. From now on, this place will be under our protection." His words To put it bluntly, if it were another small bar, I'm afraid it would be impossible not to give this face.

However, Bai Qi asked suspiciously: "The Yokohama underworld? Are you a gangster?"

The two nodded triumphantly, waiting for him to subdue.

At the side, several men in suits who were drinking and talking with their heads down couldn't help but look sideways, with contempt in their eyes, as if they were saying that they were lowering their style.The leader of the underworld in Yokohama is the Port Mafia, and even the members of the Port Mafia will not be so owed for drinking.

The two men, one strong and one thin, separated their buttocks from the chair.

Bai Qi didn't even look at them, picked up the two of them, walked up the stairs of the bar, and threw them outside.

The thud was mixed with the screams of the two.

At the same time, two new wallets appeared in his hand. Bai Qi took the money in the wallet to settle the wine bill, bit off the cap of the pen, and wrote down the number, "A gangster has no money, can he still be called a gangster?" ?”

Under the faint light of the bar signboard, the black-haired boy smiled.

He waved his wallet.

"Walk slowly, don't send."

He was about to go back with his back to the two people who were lying on the ground in pain, and he heard the resentful voice of the "big brother" with keen ears.

"Remember... I'm from the Mafia..."

"..."

Bai Qi turned her head, her eyes focused on the darkness and ridicule of the night.

"Oh."

Sorry, he is still from Meteor Street.

When Bai Qi returned to the bar, the boss asked without even looking outside, "Is the drink settled?"

Bai Qi replied: "It's over."

Only then did the boss look at Bai Qi who was very happy holding the wallets of two customers in one hand.

"The rest of the money is your tip."

"thank you boss."

Bai Qi instantly forgot about the robbery that came in faster, and felt that it was more interesting to justifiably "charge" in the bar.

This is his labor reward!

When he was counting his tips quickly with his fingers, he paused slightly, which caught the attention of the boss.

"Bai Qi?"

"It's nothing...I'm thinking about what to buy tomorrow."

Bai Qi lowered her eyes, just now, the two guys who were thrown out by him lost their vitality.

Just less than 50 meters away...

He purposely used the "circle" in his telekinetic ability to monitor their every move, firstly to exercise his own ability, and secondly, he didn't want those two people to kill one another and cause trouble.But it doesn't matter if he dies, there is a surveillance camera at the entrance of the bar, and he stands under the surveillance camera the whole time, so he is not worried about clearing his suspicion.

In the process of retracting the "round" absent-mindedly, the cat that had been lying in the corner suddenly exploded.

"Meow--!"

The force originally radiated from the door spread to the inside of the bar.

Bai Qi looked over abruptly, and Da Huang lay down obediently again, as if she just cried out in the middle of the night.

His eyes suddenly became suspicious.

"Circle" is a high-level mind-power utilization technique. He learned by himself through comics. This ability expands outwards from the center of himself, forming a small-scale energy aura, which is enough to perceive any disturbance within this range.

Generally speaking...

Among ordinary people, only those with extremely keen nerves can perceive the strangeness of being monitored.

Isn't this cat too sharp?

The author has something to say:

#818 Natsume Soseki, a hot cat pretending to be a cat#

Bai Qi: Rhubarb?Are you really rhubarb?

Natsume Soseki: Meow.

Bai Qi: Shall we try the little yellow cat, yellow and yellow, with two cute ears?

Natsume Soseki: ...

Oda Sakunosuke: Heck, Bai Qi, it's just a cat, don't abuse it.

Bai Qi: But I think it's weird.

Oda Sakunosuke: I have fed small fish, it is a normal cat.

Natsume Soseki: [nods]

Bai Qi: But other cats are not as reluctant to approach me as it is...

Oda Sakunosuke: What's going on?

Bai Qi: [grievance] I don't know.

Natsume Soseki: →_→I only masturbate those I admire.

PS: Teacher Natsume Soseki's supernatural ability - "I am a cat".