The villain's love literacy

Miss Liar... Are you calling her?

Sylvia turned her head slowly, her eyes widened slightly involuntarily.

He looked more mature, completely different from the dejected look he had seen before, although there was still a certain haze in his eyes, but something had changed.

"Mr. Dazai?"

Hearing the sound, the black-haired young man smiled inexplicably, and narrowed his dangerous iris-colored eyes, but he relaxed in the next second. He moved to Sylvia's side, and the windbreaker swayed slightly with his movements. He was still the same style and taste.

With belated awareness, she finally realized what Dazai Osamu said, seven years have passed?

Could there be such a long time difference between the broken world and the outside world?It seemed that only a few hours had been spent in the illusion created by the mirror, Sylvia murmured blankly.

"Seven years...?"

No wonder the Central Plains is not in Leibo Street, and the "Yang" has been disbanded. How long can such an organization last?

How many seven years can an ordinary person have in his life, but it is just a blink of an eye to the god of death. For example, Osamu Dazai has changed from a teenager to a mature adult man.

"Although I don't know why Miss Asagiri 'resurrected' from the dead—"

The brown-haired man keenly noticed the eyes the others had on her, which meant that she at least looked like him now, a normal human being.

"But I haven't seen you for so long, I should buy you a drink."

He made an inviting gesture, and the two walked towards the cafe behind them together. Osamu Dazai opened the door for Sylvia in a gentlemanly manner, and when he passed by him, the man lowered his head and whispered in her ear.

"Miss Asagiri has a lot of secrets."

The hot air blowing on the earlobe made half of her body numb, and Sylvia couldn't help shrinking her neck.

She gave him a weird look, and when Dazai looked down, his iris-colored eyes deepened, as if she had been sucked into some abyss or quagmire, perhaps this person was more dangerous than Aizen.

Involuntarily opened the distance between him and him, and began to regret agreeing to the proposal of having a cup of coffee with him.

Realizing that he seemed to be too impatient, Osamu Dazai tilted his head, showed his smiling face again, and took the lead to sit in a booth.

"...So, what do you want to ask?"

Before the brown-haired man opened his thin lips, she added first.

"But let me tell you in advance, I'm afraid there are many things that I can't answer."

Osamu Dazai's smile disappeared for a second, and then raised the corners of his lips casually.

"Well, let's not talk about the past, just ask about the present——is Ms. Asagiri living in Yokohama now, and what kind of work is she doing?"

The first question caused Sylvia to get stuck. She just came to Yokohama from Karakura Town, empty-handed, without a place to live or a job. She shook her head innocently.

"No place to live, no job."

Dazai was silent for a few seconds.

"Are you planning to settle here?"

She nodded hesitantly.

"Maybe."

There is no other place to go other than this, and there are still people who want to find them. Since the spirit network cannot be used, it is not an easy task to search for a needle in a haystack in such a big city.

I still have the mission funds from the previous mission seven years ago in my hand. Although it is considered sufficient, I can’t just sit and wait for nothing. Besides, I have to pay back the high cost of the profiteer Kisuke Urahara. A suitable place to live and work is necessary.

It may be because I didn't expect that there would be an accident from the first question, and I said just now that I didn't ask about the past, this includes other people can't see her, and whether she has supernatural powers.

After so many years, the only person he can't see through is Yayoi Asagiri.

In fact, he has long forgotten the agreement made many years ago. I am afraid that no one took the words of "died for love" seriously. The only thing that made him persevere was this inability to see through.

Or what happened to her was beyond his comprehension.

"Then if you have no problem..."

Seeing the man on the opposite side holding his chin as if he had been thinking about his own affairs, Sylvia slowly stood up while supporting the table.

"The gaffe is imminent, I need to find a house and a job."

"I'm afraid I can't help you with the house."

The main reason is that the two children of Atsushi Nakajima and Izumi Kyoka have just been arranged recently, and he can't just stay in that place for the time being. A single lady like her should like to live alone.

"Do you need me to introduce you to work? You are satisfied~"

Sylvia gave Osamu Dazai a skeptical look when her foot that was about to lift her leg to sell fell back to the ground.

"You know reliable jobs?"

He crossed his fingers under his chin, raised his face to smile at her with a smile, and she suddenly became more suspicious.

Osamu Dazai's real job is not a human trafficker, right?

However, in the next second, the door of the coffee shop was kicked open vigorously, and the few customers inside were startled. Among them, Osamu Dazai reacted the most. Immediately, Sylvia knew why, and an angry voice came out. Come.

"You bandage is a waste of equipment! You're skipping work here again, don't you know how busy it is?"

"Oh... aren't there two new children here? Don and Jinghua are very capable, do you still need me?"

The brown-haired youth tilted his head to one side, muttering listlessly.

Kunikida Doppo unceremoniously took out his small notebook and knocked on Osamu Dazai's head twice as a warning.

"Don't always think about letting others do the work for you, besides, are you ashamed to let their two children do things by themselves?"

Sylvia seriously doubted his kindness, and the handsome man with blond hair and glasses gave her a gentle and sorry smile.

"It's really troublesome for you, miss. This person is like this. No matter what offensive words he said, please don't take it to heart. I will definitely teach him a lesson."

In fact, it doesn't matter, it's just what Osamu Dazai said..."There are two new children here, and he still uses him to do things." Now she only thinks that Osamu Dazai dragged her to work in his unit just to squeeze the newcomers and be lazy.

This coffee shop is better than the place introduced by Osamu Dazai.

"Don't forget to think about it! I'm at the detective agency upstairs~"

After being dragged away by Kunikida, he did not forget to wave to her, and when the door closed again with a "bang", the world was finally quiet, and even the other shop assistants had expressions of relief on their faces.

and many more!

This detective agency wouldn't be the armed detective agency she had noticed before, with many people with different abilities?Sure enough, it was not a job suitable for a peaceful life.

I took two more sips of the cold coffee. It was very authentic and strong, but it was a bit sour and bitter to Sylvia's taste. Even if she was a serious Italian, she didn't drink concentrated coffee.

Let's talk about the work for now, the most important thing is the residence.

Apart from the coffee shop, Sylvia saw information about rental houses on a certain billboard, calculated slowly based on her memory "seven years ago", and finally found a suitable house to live in.

Not far from the port, it is a small high-rise, and you can also see the sea view.

Just when I contacted the intermediary company and waited until the phone could start to visit the room, on the main road, across the busy street, Sylvia met a pair of cobalt blue eyes.

That person didn't care about whether there was a zebra crossing or the vehicles coming and going, and walked directly across the road to her.

"...So Chuya still didn't eat every meal according to my instructions."

He couldn't hold back the first sentence and said so.