My Familiar is a Conjurer

When receiving the call from Aki, Osamu Dazai was lying half paralyzed in the interrogation room of Mafia port, boredly looking at the various records received in his hand, occasionally glanced at the caught tongue and curled up the corner of his mouth, Rao Interestedly motion to the person next to him to continue.However, after he received the call, the cadre of Mafia at the port jumped up from the sofa instantly, and when everyone thought the cadre was going to play in person, they heard his wailing.

"How can it be like this? Miss Yaji, obviously, obviously I came first!!"

"..."

"..."

Eh?Obviously Mr. Dazai came first?

As if they had heard something that shouldn't be heard, the expressions of all the people present became subtle in an instant, and at the same time, they hesitated for a while, and at the same time, everyone took a step towards the door calmly.

What is the trial? Gossip is not as important as trial.Could it be that the girl Dazai was chasing ran away with someone else?

"Ah, you go on first, I'll go out for a while."

As if aware of the thoughts of his subordinates behind him, Osamu Dazai waved his hand and immediately walked out the door, put the phone to his ear and continued to cry: "Aki, you agreed to wait for me?"

"Then please die. It's been six years, do you know how I've lived these six years? Every day I'm thinking 'Is Osamu Dazai dead?' and you send me a 'No' , do you think I am angry?"

It came first, I bah!This peerless pigeon should be stewed.

The voice on the other side was not polite at all, but the words that seemed to be curses made Dazai chuckle, and narrowed his eyes when he saw the photo and name sent by the other party.

Suddenly asked for an identity, the name is Jianren Qihai, male, 27 years old?Strange, according to what he has known about Yaji for so many years, the only thing she can do with such dedication is——

"Miss Yaji, do you really have another man?"

This kind of words that seemed to be said as a spare tire in mourning became a little intimacy and helplessness in Dazai Osamu's mouth, as if he didn't care at all.In a few minutes, after receiving all the approximate materials from Aki, Osamu Dazai casually sent them to the port Mafia to deal with his identity, and walked into the streets and alleys of Yokohama humming.

The sun outside was a little too bright, he stretched out his hand to slightly block the sun and smiled again, the curiosity in his eyes made him much more lively.

"I really want to know who the other party is."

Wearing a black overcoat, with one eye covered by a bandage, a handsome man between a young man and a teenager appeared at the door of the "Ms. Necromancer Aki" shop, and almost no one cast any strange glances at him. ——After all, this kind of dress looks really gothic.

"welcome."

Gentle words with a little smile came from the counter. Although the voice of this young clerk was a bit similar to that of a certain Mr. Detective, there was a big difference in it.The flaxen-haired young man looked at the visitor, and after thinking for a while, his smile was no longer so formulaic, but a little friendly: "Mr. Dazai, good afternoon."

"I've only been here once, I didn't expect Natsume-kun to remember me. That's right, good afternoon Natsume-kun."

Although he was not as old as the other party, Osamu Dazai didn't use honorific words, as if he just randomly took out a string of bracelets to check and put them back in place: "Where's Aki?"

"Miss Yaji went upstairs just now, let me call her for you."

Even though he has only been in the store for two weeks, Natsume Takashi already has a list of guests that Aki gave him to pay attention to.Among them, the name "Osamu Dazai" is not ranked high, but it is indeed a customer that needs attention.Gently knocked on the golden bell placed on the counter, Natsume Takashi waited for a while before he heard Aki's voice that seemed to be unpacking: "What's wrong, Natsume?"

"Miss Aki, Mr. Dazai is here, he seems to be looking for you."

"...I see, just wait, I'll be right there."

Listening to the phone being hung up without hesitation, Osamu Dazai didn't look at Natsume's embarrassed expression, walked around and walked to the dark wall and sniffed his nose lightly.

"Mr. Dazai, is there something wrong?"

"No, nothing."

Osamu Dazai turned back and smiled, sat leisurely on the empty chair and picked up a book, saw that it was actually in Russian, curled his lips, changed another one and continued to read: "I Sit here, okay?"

"Please, do you have anything to drink?"

"Then black tea, please."

However, before Natsume had finished making the black tea, Miss Necromancer stepped on her little high heels and walked over with a gloomy face, sitting at the table and spreading her hands to the other party: "Where is the thing?"

"Yaji is probably a little too impatient. Anyway, let's check on my latest situation first, right?"

Osamu Dazai looked at the necromancer in front of him with a smile, his eyes lowered slightly, and he smiled when he saw what seemed to be a new wound on her hand: "But I really didn't expect that you, Aki, would be injured."

"It's okay, just a small wound."

Such a wound from the palm to the wrist, which looks like a wrist cut, is called a minor wound?

"It's true that I don't need to talk about it, but Aki, I'm very curious."

"What are you curious about?"

Looking up at the other party, Yaji instantly understood: "Shibuya?"

"Yes."

What happened in Shibuya two days ago was too weird. Even though it was declared to be a terrorist attack, all kinds of information showed that this was definitely not a normal incident.

So many people died, it can already be compared to the Sa Lin poison gas incident that shocked the world - but that time 13 people died and more than 5000 people were injured.This time, the vast majority of people died, and even the corpses were incomplete. It was simply a hell on earth.

"What are you asking me for?"

"Because I think Miss Aki might know."

There was an ambiguous light in the kite-colored eyes. Yaji silently looked at the boy in front of him, reached out to take the black tea that Natsume Takashi had made for them, and first poured a cup for him. Looking at the reddish-brown liquid, he said: "You guessed right, I do know."

"Oh, as expected of Ms. Yaji, the necromancer. Could it be that you were there at that time?"

Hearing the frivolous words on the other side, Yaji smiled slightly, poured black tea for himself, and then slowly said: "I was indeed there at the time, but I was just an ordinary person, and being able to protect some people is already doing my best. "

"Ah, no wonder there are still people alive in Shibuya."

Seeing Dazai's bright smile, Aki didn't bother to say anything, and opened his hand to him again: "Did you bring something?"

"How could it be so fast? It's just that I wanted to see Ms. Aki, so I immediately turned down all my work and came here."

Turn down all jobs?

Aki glanced at Osamu Dazai who was smiling all over his face, and ran over before the smell of blood disappeared. It was really terrible: "When will that thing be ready?"

"Hmm... Can Aki answer a question for me?"

"No."

Seeing the somewhat stiff expression on Dazai Osamu's face, Aki raised the corners of his mouth and smiled happily: "If you say you just want to chat with me, I still won't accompany you."

"I just want to confirm that Jianren Qihai is really your familiar?"

"Correct."

"..."

After a moment of silence, Osamu Dazai raised a smiling face again, and when he stood up from his seat, he could even say that his smile was bright: "That's really great. Um, is it him?"

Looking in the direction he was pointing at, Yaji suddenly turned his head when he saw a man in a deacon suit walking out from behind the dark wall, and looked out the window as if he didn't hear anything: "Yes."

"Ah~ It's really—"

That's amazing, Aki.

Without finishing his last words, the boy briskly walked out of this shop whose style fit him very well.Looking at the other party's untouched black tea and thinking about the price of his own tea, Yaji emptied the teacup angrily, poured another cup and handed it to Jianren Qihai: "What do you want to say?"

"that person."

"Ok?"

"Although there should be no danger to you, you need to be careful."

When he heard Jianren Qihai's words, Yaji looked at him with a strange expression, then lowered his head, took the milk jug, poured some milk into his cup and stirred slowly: "Oh."

"It's not that that young man is a bad person to associate with, it's just that..."

Wait, wait, date, she and Osamu Dazai? ?

Come on, what are you kidding! !

Realizing that the other party's tone seemed a little too father-like, Aki almost threw away the spoon in his hand, and stared at the man in front of him in a daze, his voice trembling a bit: "What are you talking about? Who? Me and Dazai?"

"Is not it?"

"Absolutely not! The relationship between the two of us is a bit complicated."

After saying this, Yaji felt bad, especially when he noticed a shameless eavesdropping three-flowered big fat cat, he gritted his teeth, took a sip of tea and took a deep breath before speaking. : "Let me use an analogy that you can understand better to describe the relationship between me and Dazai."

"Please."

The person in front of him was calm and politely curious. Yaji searched through countless metaphors in his heart to find various analogies, and finally chose the most painful expression to say: "I accidentally used the magic I learned six years ago. I rescued Osamu Dazai who threw himself into the river. He said that he would commit suicide soon, and he would be my familiar after he died. So I am Party B and he is Party A. But this guy doesn’t know why in the past six years. He is looking for death I tried countless times without success, and I still want to keep going after six years of gooing."

"..."

"It is very correct to say that the scourge will last for a thousand years."

Staring at the cat teacher next to him with a face full of "the world is full of wonders", Yaji quickly picked up the cat from the ground, bent his fingers in the air threateningly, and looked at his aggrieved face and happily started to pet the cat: " Why do I feel that Jianren-san seems to be jealous? Could it be that seeing me chatting happily with Dazai makes me feel dissatisfied that I have ignored it?"

"No, no."

"Oh~"

The girl dragged out her tone, and complained as if she was being coquettish: "If you feel neglected, just say so. It's all my familiar. There's no need to be so restrained."

"There is no restraint. In this case, I would like to remind you that you are underage."

ah?Wait, who's underage?What happened to the underage?

Ya Ji hadn't reacted when he heard this sentence, and then looked at the man who was still dignifiedly buttoning the top button of his shirt and his hair was still neatly combed, and his expression became subtle.The cat on the lap also had a strange expression. When he looked at Jianren Qihai, he was about to open his mouth when Yaji grabbed Destiny's nape.

That's right, now I'm only 20 years old, and I really look like a girl who is at most 18 years old.

Since Jianren Qihai thinks so, it's good, then from today onwards, she will be a minor!