I was forced to team up with Dazai

Driving to a fork in the road, Osamu Dazai stepped on the brakes suddenly, and the car slowly stopped on the side of the road.It took a while for Hyuga to realize, he turned his head and looked at Osamu Dazai in surprise.

"Tonight, go to my place." Osamu Dazai lay on the steering wheel, tilted his head, his voice was a little lazy.

Did he find out?

Hyuga Morito had every reason to believe that Osamu Dazai saw that he didn't want to go home, he controlled his facial expression, tried to make himself appear natural, and nodded smoothly.

He wasn't ready to go home yet.

Osamu Dazai hummed a little tune, stepped on the accelerator again, and the tires slid across the asphalt road to turn right.After passing through a bustling commercial street, he arrived at the place where Osamu Dazai lived, a luxurious residential area with a pretty good environment.

As soon as Hinata followed Osamu Dazai into the room, someone didn't even turn on the light, and pressed him against the door neatly and kissed him, groping his body dishonestly.

It happened so suddenly that Hinata Morito was stunned for a long time before he could react, his actions were faster than his thinking, and he broke away from the kiss.

"Dazai." Panting heavily, he called softly in the darkness, the voice was too soft to hear the meaning of reproach.

"Juren, let's forget our troubles together." Osamu Dazai whispered in his ear, before he could answer, kisses like raindrops slowly extended from his earlobe to his lips.

Hyuga Tsuruhito felt numb, and the proposal to forget his troubles was indeed very tempting. He stopped thinking, hugged Osamu Dazai and let himself sink in the pleasure of the senses.

When he was pressed by Osamu Dazai on the black leather sofa in the living room, Osamu Dazai stopped his movements suddenly.

Hinata Yurito slowly opened his eyes, his eye sockets were slightly red, and his green pupils were shining brightly, looking at Osamu Dazai's face through the moonlight coming in from the floor-to-ceiling windows. "What's wrong?"

"It must be very tiring after tossing people one by one, let's continue tomorrow." Osamu Dazai gently kissed him on the forehead.

Hinata Tsutomu has always been unable to grasp Dazai's rhythm, but since he doesn't want to continue, he can't be cheeky to ask for it, so he replied "Yes" with a hint of displeasure.

Osamu Dazai uncharacteristically did not tease him this time.

The two of them huddled together on a half-meter-wide sofa in the dark, and after a while, Hyuga Toruren fell asleep in a daze. He was indeed a little tired.

After listening to his even breathing for a while, Osamu Dazai opened his eyes and watched his sleeping face silently. After a few minutes, he spread out the note that he just took out from him.

Borrowing the moonlight, he finished reading the content on the note, and the corner of his mouth ticked off. "Me when I was 22?"

He flipped down the sofa lightly, looked out in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking for the sight that followed them all the way—the killer in the darkness.

☆、Nightmare ([-])

A cloud covered the moon, and the shadow without lights fell into a deeper blackness. A mouse looked around from the sewer mouth, listening to the surrounding movement with its ears alert.

The sound of footsteps not far away was getting closer and closer, and it rushed out quickly, disappearing into the vast night in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, Yirmi Beat the Enemy appeared in this dark narrow alley. His face was expressionless, and his big lifeless eyes were looking forward, like a lifeless statue.

The moonlight secretly diffused light from a corner of the cloud, just happened to shine in, and a shadow approached slowly and stopped in front of him.

"Irmi, how does it feel to join the Port Mafia?" Fyodor D curled his lips, his Japanese pronunciation had a distinct Russian accent, and his voice was casually lazy.

He was wearing a white velvet hat and a gray velvet collar coat. He was slender and slender, with deep ruby-like eyes exuding a cold chill, and he was not as weak as he appeared on the surface.

Irmi's face like beating an enemy was covered by the shadow, and she said without emotion: "Food is better than a house of dead rats."

"Oh, I'm really sorry for the poor hospitality." Although Fyodor D said so, he didn't feel a little bit sorry in his attitude, "However, only the living are eligible to enjoy delicious food, and the dead can only be in the karmic fire of hell." cry."

Irmi beat the enemy exuded a strong murderous aura, so far no one has dared to threaten him so blatantly, but he did not act rashly, he will clean up this arrogant Russian sooner or later, but not now.

"Since even the most basic information sharing cannot be achieved, our cooperation ends here."

"Without my plan, are you sure you can achieve your goal while fighting against the armed detective agency, the port mafia, and the supernatural secret service? Ilmi, I just received the letter, and I didn't hide it from you on purpose."

Yirmi beat the enemy, put away her murderous aura.

"Mori Ogai has already issued a warning to Osamu Dazai, and he wants to use Osamu Dazai to control Hinata Oujin, and he will not let me use the needle unless it is absolutely necessary." He stared at Fyodor D and asked suddenly : "What are the rules of the game?"

"This world was born from the consciousness of Hinata Tsukiren, that is to say, his strong consciousness has the potential to change the world. If we can control him, it will not only be the wealth of the port mafia, but the wealth of Yokohama, and the entire world It's all yours."

The wind blew away the dark clouds, and the moonlight sprinkled a layer of radiance on Odor D's fair skin, showing a deeper sense of coolness. "And I, too, can get what I want, and liberate this world from sin."

Irmi Beaten doesn't like the rules of the game. If Hinata Tsuruto is turned into Needleman, he will lose his sense of freedom and completely obey him. Such Hyuga Tsutomu cannot change the world, it is tantamount to invalidation.

"However, there are only two days left for us. After two days, Hinata Tsuihito will make a decision to continue to allow this world to exist, or to destroy this world. Therefore, the plan to deal with the port mafia must be postponed."

"It seems that I will stay in the black party at the port for a while." Irmi beat the enemy with a disgusted expression, "Music, I hate music."

"But it's the best way to convey news." Fyodor D said lightly.

Just like when he came, after a gust of wind, Ilmi Beat the Enemy disappeared without a trace, leaving only Fyodor D in the empty narrow alley.He looked up at the plate-like moon, and murmured, "The world will be purified."

The sun shines through the hollowed-out wooden window screens, creating circles of white fluffy balls of light on the ground, and black mist floats in the air.

While half asleep and half awake, Hyuga Tsukiren smelled a pungent burnt smell. After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes and jumped out of bed. Last night he slept so hard that he didn't realize that he was hugged to the bed by someone Changed into his pajamas.

However, now is not the time to care about this.

Hyuga opened the door of the bedroom one by one, and the choking smell of burning rushed towards them. If they were not accustomed to this situation, anyone would think it was the scene of a large-scale fire.

He walked into the kitchen quickly, the black smoke choked him to tears, before someone could speak, he quickly turned off the gas stove, and dragged Osamu Dazai away from the disaster scene.

Osamu Dazai wore a cartoon-patterned apron over his white shirt, his fluffy hair was slightly curled, and his fair face was white and black.Holding a spatula in his hand, he smiled and said, "Zhuren, I made you breakfast."

Hinata looked at him one by one, annoyed and funny, and while wiping his face with a towel, he responded, "Well, thank you Dazai. "

He remembered that when he lived with Osamu Dazai, Osamu Dazai would always show off his disaster-level cooking skills when he had a whim, and even alerted the police a few times, so he couldn't help smiling.

"It's obviously the first time I've cooked for Zhuren, so why isn't Zhuren surprised at all, instead he looks familiar?" Osamu Dazai complained dissatisfied.

"Because when I lived with Dazai..." Hinata blurted out one by one, but soon realized something was wrong, stopped immediately, and changed the subject abruptly, "What delicious food did you make for me?"

Fortunately, Osamu Dazai didn't care, he turned and went into the kitchen, and quickly brought out a plate of half-cooked and half-cooked scrambled eggs.He proudly handed the chopsticks to Hiroshi Hyuga, his small expectant eyes urging Hiroto Hyuga to taste it quickly.

Regarding the matter of eating the local cuisine made by Osamu Dazai, Hyuga Tsukihito has experienced many battles, he ate the whole plate without frowning, wiped his mouth, and praised: "It's the first time I can do it so well Eat, not bad."

Osamu Dazai pushed his face in front of him, and the verbal praise was obviously not enough.

Hinata Tsukihito raised the corner of his mouth, and kissed Dazai Osamu's lips lightly, the kiss was too shallow, someone was not satisfied, so he kissed back again.This series of actions reminded him of the unfinished business from yesterday, and his face turned red. "I... I'm going to be late for work."

As he spoke, he frantically went to unbutton his pajamas.

"Well, I saw it last night, so it doesn't matter if you change it in front of me." Osamu Dazai said righteously.

Hinata Tsukiren gave a meal, this is too misleading.

"I forgot to take my clothes." He entered the room as if oiling the soles of his feet.

Osamu Dazai stared at his back, with a relaxed smile, today will not be a peaceful day.

"Dazai, where are my clothes?" Hinata's chasing voice came from the door.

"I took your clothes to wash, wear mine today." Dazai Osamu walked to the door of the room, but his hand holding the doorknob did not move for a long time.

He let go of his hand and took a few steps back.

☆, Nightmare ([-])

Hyuga Mori waited in front of the open wardrobe for about a minute, but no one came in. He absently picked out a white shirt and put it on, with a serious expression on his face.

He ran away last night, unwilling to face the problem, and now he can't run away again.

At present, he only knows one piece of information. This is the world created in the game. Judging from what happened last night, the port mafia seems to have known some important information, and Dazai...

Hinata closed the closet door casually, Dazai obviously knew everything, but he didn't want to reveal anything to him, the situation should be more complicated than imagined.When it comes to solving complex incidents, Hinata Morito immediately thought of the famous detective Edogawa Ranpo.

He took out his mobile phone, and as soon as the call was connected, a detective's calm and calm voice came: "Ziren, what time is it now? I just want to fall in love and forget about work. This month's bonus will be fully deducted."

Hyuga Morito froze, and then remembered that he forgot to go back to the Armed Detective Agency last night. He looked at himself wearing a Dazai Osamu shirt and the hickey on his neck in the glasses. With Edogawa Ranpo's reasoning ability, as long as See, you must know what happened last night.

Dazai is going to test Ranpo-san, to see if the famous detective can figure out whether they did or not?

Hyuga squeezed the temples of his forehead, pushed all these things out of his mind, and asked, "Ranpo-san, why didn't you let me enter the port mafia headquarters building last night?"

"Even if reminded, didn't you still go in?"

"Ranpo-san, I can't let Dazai take risks alone."

"Yesterday, the president received a black envelope. After opening the envelope, a powerful idea will be directly instilled into his mind, just like a revelation from God, which cannot be doubted."

"What did the letter say?"

Black envelope, Hinata Masato remembered that he had also received a black envelope, and the addressee column said: Oda Sakunosuke.

"The letter says that you are the creator of this world. If you leave here, this world will be erased and everyone will die."

Hyuga was too shocked to speak, and familiar faces flashed in his mind, he asked in a panic: "Ranpo-san, what should I do?"

"Go home and ask your parents."

"..." Such a willful answer.

"The president said that the Armed Detective Agency supports any decision you make. There will always be gains and losses. Don't regret it when you make a decision."

"Well, thank you President for me."

Hyuga hung up the phone one by one, sorted out her emotions, opened the door and walked out of the room.

Osamu Dazai was standing in front of the French windows in the living room, wearing a black overcoat as usual, the stars cast by the sun through the screen window cut him to pieces.He tilted his head, his eyes were slightly cold. "Going home?"

"En." Hinata Tsuruto responded softly, without saying anything more.He stepped forward, clasped Dazai Osamu's hand with five fingers, and held it tightly. "Let's go."

After inserting the key in a strange place twice, Hinata Morito gave the driver's seat to Osamu Dazai, making frequent mistakes that pierced his apparent calmness.

When Disqualification was launched, when he saw the 22-year-old Dazai Osamu, the real memory returned to his mind, but the memory about Oda Sakunosuke and his five younger siblings did not change at all.

Is that book the clue to unravel this memory?

Thinking of this, Hyuga Moriren's heart is pounding. If it is true, this is the world created by his consciousness and his wish. Then what will be the real memory of Oda Sakunosuke and his five younger siblings? ?

"Pursuing people." Osamu Dazai leaned back on the driver's seat, paying attention to the road ahead and called out worriedly.

Hyuga returned to his senses, only to realize that he unconsciously left a few red fingerprints on the back of Dazai Osamu's white hand, and carefully rubbed the red fingertips with the pulp of the other hand. place, said in a deep voice, "Dazai, I remembered the Dragon Head War."

"Do you remember the first time you met me?" Osamu Dazai joked, "At that time, everyone hid behind Odasaku and didn't even let me touch them."

Hyuga Tsuruto seemed to have remembered something, and the dark clouds covering his face dissipated a little. "If I hadn't met my father, I would have died in that war, with my parents."

"Odasaku's meager salary at that time was spent on you, so please be filial to him in the future."

Hinata smiled. "Dazai can always change the subject without a trace."

Before Osamu Dazai could answer, there was suddenly the sound of a violent explosion, followed by harsh brakes and screams one after another.Under the action of the air waves, the car shook violently a few times, and the windows were cracked, covered with lines of varying thickness, like spider webs.

The shattered glass slag poured down like a torrential rain, hitting the car body with a crackling sound.It took Hyuga everyone a long time to hear their ears ringing before they recovered. The bomb was some distance away from them, so they were only affected by the shock and were not injured.

"Dazai, you stay here, I still have a few cards left, I can carry out the rescue." Hinata finished speaking, got out of the car quickly, and ran to the place where the smoke billowed.

Osamu Dazai sat motionless in the car, watching Hinata's back gradually receding away, a smile of unknown meaning appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The location of the explosion was the upper floors of a commercial building. Hyuga stopped a man in a suit and leather shoes one by one, and the middle-aged man who had just escaped from the building asked about the situation inside.

The middle-aged man told him that there was a bomber who used lemon bombs inside and threatened to blow up the building.

What is the port mafia up to?

Hyuga Tsukiren frowned, one of the few cards left was a "lemon bomb", but he didn't plan to use the same ability to fight him, after all, the opponent would not be affected by the lemon bomb.

He took out the ability card of "Rashomon" and snapped his fingers lightly. He put on a black coat over the white shirt, but upon closer inspection, it was not any clothes, but a black beast that could tear everything apart. the black beast. (including space)

Taking advantage of Rashomon's transformation form, Hyuuga quickly arrived at the floor where the Lemon Bomber was located. Except for a "Golden Yaksha", the rest of his cards are not strong in fighting power, and the next step is unknown No matter what will happen, it is necessary to preserve strength.

Therefore, he must make a quick decision and solve this bomb demon within 15 minutes.

Kajii Keijiro sat leisurely on the window lattice, throwing a lemon bomb casually, admiring the beauty brought by the explosion.

When Hinata walked up to him one by one, he laughed arrogantly, and said in a strange tone: "Hey, the hero is here."

☆、Nightmare ([-])

"Kejiro Kajii, we meet again, this time I will catch you."

As Hinata Tsuihito's voice improved, Rashomon transformed into countless black lines, and the sharp point pointed directly at Keijiro Kajii.

The port mafia has always been low-key, but Kejiro Kajii is an outlier.Last month, he led the Maruzen Building bombing, killing 30 innocent people.At that time, Hyuga Tsuruto was near the building, but at that time, he couldn't fight with his supernatural power, and he was just an ordinary citizen in the background wall.

Kajii Keijiro jumped down from the window sill, the green scarf fluttering with the movement, the corner of his mouth was grinning, holding a lemon bomb in his hand, the purple-red sunglasses reflected the light, looking like a villain who wanted to be slapped to death.

The black linear Rashomon waited for an opportunity to launch an attack and stabbed Kajii Keijiro. At this moment, Kajii Keijiro suddenly raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, weak and helpless, and said pitifully, "I surrender, please let me go."

The attack stopped in an instant, Hinata Tsuruhito twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, and looked at him expressionlessly, with a slight contempt in his eyes.The sound of the spiral wings turning came from outside the window, and a strong wind flowed in, making Hinata Mitsururen's whole body messy.

Through the glass curtain wall, Hyuga saw several helicopters parked in mid-air, and the doors of the helicopters were wide open.

A man holding a camera in the back frame is adjusting the lens to point at them, while a half-body-protruding woman in the front frame is facing them with her back, turning her head from time to time, talking into the microphone.

"Immediately the whole of Yokohama will report the deeds of 'the hero subdues the bomber and saves Yokohama'. You will be admired by thousands of people. In this world, as long as you want anything, you can achieve it..."

Before Kajii Keijiro finished his impassioned words, he was knocked to the ground by his audience, and Hinata said coldly, "I'm not interested."

"When you are admired by the stars, you will change your mind. Think about how wonderful the world will be if all the people in the world surrender at your feet and no one dares to say no to you."

Kajii Keijiro lay on the ground, tilted his hips, and said while covering his red and swollen face.

Needless to say, this handwriting was done by Mori Ogai, who first threatened and then bought, clearly telling Hinata Morito that if he obeys, he will get everything he wants, and if he disobeys, the port mafia will not let it go, and will definitely do whatever it takes to achieve their own goals.

"I don't have the ability to control the world, and I don't want to control the world."

Hyuga Morito didn't want to talk nonsense with him anymore, walked through the crooked desk that had already been shaken, and looked for the severely collapsed place to see if there were any injured people who needed help.

Half an hour later, fire trucks, ambulances, and police cars gathered at the entrance of the building. At the same time, there were countless media blocking the entrance. Hinata Toshiren wanted to sneak away in the chaos, but the flashing lights seemed to have spotted him, and they kept staring at him to shoot.

The reporters rushed forward, like a group of birds and beasts robbing things, chasing Hinata and chasing everyone.It took a lot of effort and several circles before he got rid of the people who followed him.

"Quick, drive."

As soon as he got in the car, before he had time to fasten his seat belt, he said in a hurry.

Osamu Dazai didn't ask anything, hummed a little tune, and started the engine very cooperatively to drive.

When the car drove out of this area, Hinata Osei was relieved. After calming down, recalling what happened just now, he thought it was really amazing.It was only at this moment that he noticed a slight pain. He lowered his head and looked at the back of his hand, only to see that the back of his white hand was scratched at some point, and there was a small cut.

A purple icon floated above the wound, with the number 40 written on it.

It won't be...

Hyuga searched for the suspicious person in his head one by one, but the scene just now was too chaotic.It was obvious that someone had mixed into the crowd and scratched the back of his hand with a sharp weapon wrapped in poison.

At present, he didn't feel any discomfort. It seems that the toxicity will not occur until the number on the back of his hand returns to zero.

"Everyone seems to leave Tsuruto in this world." Dazai Osamu said, turning his eyes away, glanced at the back of Hinata Tsuruto's hand.

Hyuga Tsukiren hesitated for a while before asking, "Where's Dazai? Do you want me to stay?"

Dazai definitely wanted him to stay, he knew it, but for some reason, he wanted to hear Osamu Dazai tell him personally.In that false memory about confession and dating, Osamu Dazai never said that he liked him, and now he wants to hear this sentence.

Osamu Dazai turned the steering wheel and turned to the intersection on the right.The blue sea outside the window was sparkling, and a few seagulls were floating on the sea like kites on strings.

After a long silence, he said, "Dazai is waiting for you to go back, isn't he?"

"I'm asking you."

"Am I not Dazai?"

"Dazai."

Hyuga Morito didn't expect Osamu Dazai to answer like this, and he didn't know how to answer the words for a moment. The 22-year-old Osamu Dazai and the 18-year-old Osamu Dazai are both Osamu Dazai. Is there any difference between them?

Two people?wrong.one person?Not right either.

Hinata Tsuruto couldn't figure it out.

The car stopped in the open space in front of the house where Hyuga Tsui lived, and the two didn't speak any more, they got out of the car with their own concerns.

When stepping up the stairs leading to the second floor, Hyuga Morito deliberately slowed down and followed behind Dazai Osamu. He stared intently at Dazai Osamu's back, his eyes full of pain.

He understood what Osamu Dazai wanted to say, we are just one person, a person named Osamu Dazai, so it doesn't matter which one you choose.

Osamu Dazai turned the doorknob and found that the door was locked.He came out too hastily last night, Hyuga Toshito forgot to bring the key, the two exchanged glances, Osamu Dazai took out a thin wire, turned it in the keyhole for a while, and the lock opened with a 'click'.

This inexplicably familiar picture made Hinata Morito feel that they were really one person.

The room is very dark, the lights are not turned on, and there is no school today, so it is impossible that there is no one at home at this time.Hinata shouted and searched each room, and found that no one knew, and the book with the red cover on his desk was also missing.

When Hinata went back to the corridor one by one, Osamu Dazai just hung up the phone. "Odasaku and the children are at the Supernatural Secret Service."

"Ango?"

"There is no trace of the room being turned over, and the door was locked when you left, so it shouldn't be forced to leave. It's not a bad thing for them to be protected by the Special Ability Department at this time. However, if you want to see them, you have to go to the Ability and Special Affairs Department Take a trip."

Hinata glanced at the icon on the wound one by one, and the number changed to 39. He raised his hand and pointed to the back of his hand. "Let's solve this first."

"Go to the Armed Detective Agency first, a famous detective should be able to provide a lot of clues."

"Yeah." Hyuga Morito straightened his collar subconsciously, trying to cover the hickey on his neck.

☆, Nightmare ([-])

When he arrived at the Armed Detective Agency, Edogawa Ranpo was the only one in the office.

Ranpo Edogawa was wearing a brown hat and a brown cloak, sitting cross-legged on the table bored, squinting his eyes, peeping at the two people who had just entered the door through a blue glass ball.

The images of the two people in the glass ball were distorted and distorted, and Edogawa suddenly said, "I see."

Hinata Zhuren froze for a moment, the roots of his ears were slightly red, he coughed, pretending to be calm and said: "Ranbu-san~~ Everyone is not here?"

Edogawa moved the glass ball away in disorder, stared at Osamu Dazai for a while, and said, "Thanks to you, today is the busiest day in the history of the detective agency."

"?"

So it's about him again?

"Someone didn't want the detective agency to intervene in your affairs, causing many incidents, and everyone went to perform the mission." Edogawa Ranpo added, he took a bag of snacks from the table, tore open the bag, and ate up.

Hinata Morito turned his eyes embarrassingly, apologetic but also a little disappointed, he wanted to take the opportunity to collect some ability cards to defend himself, but now it was useless.

He raised his finger and pointed to the back of the other hand, and said, "Lanbu-sang, I must know where the poisoner is?"

"Supernatural Special Affairs Division." Edogawa Ranpo bit a piece of potato chips, casually said.

Hinata Masui's heart sank, and he quickly turned around and rushed to the door. The person who poisoned him wanted to force him to submit, which would probably be detrimental to Oda Sakunosuke and the children, so he had to go there immediately.

When the Armed Detective Agency went out, turn right and it was the elevator entrance. Hinata Tsuruto pressed the elevator switch only to find that he came out without saying hello, and Osamu Dazai was not behind him.

He turned back anxiously, stopped at the door, and heard Osamu Dazai say, "Someone asked me to come to you, but I'm not sure you can really help."

"Since Zhuren didn't refuse, why endure it? It's not good for your health." There was a crisp sound of potato chips.

"..."

Hinata Zhuren froze in place in a daze, neither leaving nor staying.

How did Ranpo-san see it?

"Poker or dice?"

"poker."

"So it is."

This inexplicable question and answer made Hinata confused. When Osamu Dazai appeared in his sight, he asked curiously, "What are you talking about?"

Osamu Dazai chuckled and said, "Everyone will know soon."

Before Hyuga Moriren had time to ask any more questions, the elevator door opened with a "ding".

They got into the elevator, and Hinata looked at the ever-changing number of floors and wondered how to ask. He really wanted to know how Edogawa Ranpo figured out what happened last night.

"Dazai, Ranpo-san...how did you know?"

"Know what?" Osamu Dazai turned his head, acting like I don't know what you're talking about.

When the words came to a circle, Hyuga Misaki twisted "last night" into "Special Ability Division" forcefully, feeling unclear, and added: "How did Ranpo-san know that the person who poisoned him was Ability Secret Service Division?"

"The purpose of the poisoner is to control you. Of course, the more chips in hand, the better. Moreover, the port mafia and the supernatural secret service department are also determined to win you. Whoever has Oda as their hand at present will have a greater chance of winning. But don't worry, Odasaku and the others will be fine, I don't think they dare try to offend the will of this world."

"Ah."

Hinata Morito hasn't adapted to becoming a key person being competed by various organizations for a while. If he can really control the world, what should he do?

He got into the car with wandering thoughts, and just sat down in the passenger seat, Dazai Osamu suddenly leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Because it's the first time, you can't run so fast."

"..."

Dazai Osamu's warm breath swept over Hinata Tsuruhito's ears, causing a tingling sensation, accompanied by Dazai Osamu's words, the effect was remarkable.

Hyuga Tsuruhito suddenly turned his head, almost face to face with Osamu Dazai, he looked directly into Osamu Dazai's eyes without blinking, his long eyelashes swayed slightly, his voice trembled slightly, like grass blown by the wind . "Dazai, after this matter is over, let's...do it."

Dazai Osamu was stunned for a moment, he wanted to let Hinata Morito relax, but he didn't expect Hinata Morito to make such a direct request.

Without waiting for an answer, Hyuga turned her head.He knew it was stupid, but he just wanted to keep the one he liked.

He couldn't understand Osamu Dazai, but he knew that Osamu Dazai had his own ways and choices. The words between Osamu Dazai and Ranpo Edogawa just now showed that they were planning something.

However, Osamu Dazai never told him.

"Okay." There was a smile in Dazai Osamu's voice.

Along the way, the two of them didn't speak any more. The car drove at high speed, turned around and turned to a quite secluded place, where there was a government office building alone.The shape is nothing special.

Hinata followed Osamu Dazai into the building, there was no guard at the door, and there was no one in the building, and the atmosphere was abnormal.He took out his pistol reflexively, and watched the movement around him vigilantly.

It wasn't until Osamu Dazai stopped that he noticed that they were standing at the toilet door.

Hyuga looked at the mark on the door, closed his eyes for two seconds, and opened them again, and found that they were really at the door of the toilet instead of being dazzled.

"Hurry up, I'll wait for you outside." He put the gun on his back and looked around.

Osamu Dazai didn't move, and three seconds later, Hinata Morito looked at him strangely. "What's wrong?"

"I want to kiss you." Osamu Dazai suddenly put his arms around his medicine, and supported his head with his other hand, bringing him to his side.

Is it time to kiss me me?

Hyuga struggled to speak, but was a step too late, his mouth was already blocked, Osamu Dazai gently rubbed his hair, his will to resist immediately disappeared, and he let someone pry his teeth open , Take by force.

"Stay here and wait for me to come back." Dazai Osamu whispered in Hinata Tsukito's ear.

Hinata Tsukino frowned, but because the end of her eyes were slightly red, she didn't feel any displeasure. "Dazai, I..."

Before I finished speaking, he felt a cramping pain in his stomach and kept gurgling.

"The timing is just right." Osamu Dazai raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction.

"That scrambled egg in the morning..." It was too late to remember now.

Hinata Tsuruto clutched his stomach, glared at Osamu Dazai, and cursed angrily. "Dazai, you're so weak." After saying that, he hurried into the toilet.

"How could I let my boyfriend take risks."

Dazai turned around and continued walking forward.There was only one wall lamp turned on in the corridor, which stretched his shadow extremely long.

☆, nightmare (thirteen)

The phone rang, Osamu Dazai picked it up, and Ango Sakaguchi's voice came out. "According to the plan, Fyodor D was locked in the No. 1 secret room. First... when Mr. Sen entered the Supernatural Secret Service Section, the assassin named Irmi who beat the enemy disappeared, Fyodor .D voluntarily surrendered, there must be no conspiracy, you should be more careful."

Osamu Dazai hung up the phone, and quickly found the location of the No. [-] secret room according to the route map sent by Ango Sakaguchi.There were two men in police uniforms on the door of the secret room. When they saw Osamu Dazai, they whispered something into the portable microphone before opening the door.

After Osamu Dazai entered the door, they quickly locked the door.

"Yo, long time no see."

Osamu Dazai greeted casually.

The secret room No. 1 was empty, with a half-meter-wide iron bed leaning against the wall, a small square table and two chairs under the hanging lamp.Fyodor D leaned back in his chair, not showing any surprise at Osamu Dazai's appearance. "I haven't seen him since we separated from Kaisai. I didn't expect to meet again, but I'm still in the cell."

Osamu Dazai sat down on the seat opposite him, took out a deck of cards from his pocket and put it on the table. "I don't want to see you again."

Fyodor D glanced at the playing cards, a playful smile flitted across the corner of his mouth. "Sure enough, Dazai understands me best, so why don't you cooperate with me to drive the evil out of this world?"

"This world is nothing but a dream made by others. When he wakes up, the world will disappear, and you and I will return to nothingness. Why bother to catch something in vain."

"Such a good opportunity, I won't let him wake up, and maybe he himself doesn't want to wake up, isn't he?"

Osamu Dazai was noncommittal to his words, took out the cards and said, "You decide the rules. If you lose, hand over the person who poisoned you. If I lose, I will let you out."

Fyodor D chuckled softly, the sharp light of a hunter flashed in his red eyes. "I can come in by myself, and of course I can go out by myself. If you lose, join the House of Dead Rats."

"Do you dare to accept it?"

"of course."

"make a deal."

Fyodor D picked up the cards and began to shuffle the cards. He shuffled them very carefully. After about a minute, he began to deal the cards. He placed two rows of cards upside down on the table. "You come to guess, I will turn it over, below 1 is small, above is big, if you guess more than five correctly, you win."

Osamu Dazai glanced at the poker. "Memorize the small pattern differences on the poker? Aren't I guaranteed to lose?"

Fyodor D spread out his hands and said with a smile: "If Dazai is afraid, just exchange it, I have no choice but to exchange it.