All the cp I knocked in Yokohama came true

"Akutagawa-senpai." Higuchi Ichiyo stood in front of Akutagawa Ryunosuke.

The most upscale door of the Yokohama Grand Hotel, which is durable and claims to be able to withstand bomb attacks, was forcibly pulled down by the clothes that turned into a black beast——Akutagawa Ryunosuke's supernatural ability [Rashomon], which is extremely destructive called terror.

As if he didn't care about his violent actions, in the smoke and dust falling from the cement, Akutagawa Ryunosuke gently covered his mouth and nose, and stepped into this luxurious suite.

Shinomiya Tsuru, who was holding the milk, was also startled, thinking there was an earthquake.

When the sound of footsteps came from the door, he saw a group of people dressed in black and looking like a mafia walk in.

The leader is Akutagawa Ryunosuke, followed by Higuchi Ichiyo who is a loyal Akutagawa fan, and the rest are similarly dressed subordinates.

Shinomiya Furu also hated this kind of visit.

But he can also see the situation clearly. Obviously, he only needs to appoint a few people to come over, but Hong Kong gangsters have come up with such a big battle...

Especially that supernatural person, judging by the strength of his ability, he can also think that the other party is by no means an unknown person in Hong Kong Hei. The emphasis on Shinomiya Tsuya.

After all, one side is Yokohama's boss, and the other side is a nobody, just a newcomer to Yokohama.

"The leader intends to meet with you." Akutagawa Ryunosuke said bluntly, "Please pack up and come with us."

Shinomiya She's expression didn't change, he still looked indifferent, no one could see that he was getting angry, they only heard him jokingly said: "Listen to this, those who don't know think it's the police who invited me to drink tea."

He stretched himself, put down his cup, and turned his head to talk to Osamu Dazai, but Osamu Dazai was nowhere to be found in the room.

Forget it, this matter has nothing to do with Dazai, it's better not to let the other party get involved.

It took him half an hour to clean up. Akutagawa, who was waiting, almost made a move, but the other party was very cooperative, and he didn't look like he was deliberately looking for trouble, so he could only hold back his anger──

This is Chief Mori's guest.

"Okay, I've been waiting for a long time, let's go." Shinomiya She also picked up the ledger, determined to collect the material of this mafia.

Where is Osamu Dazai?

Someone who disappeared was wearing a dust-stained jacket and went to the mall without stopping.

Bought a new one.

Osamu Dazai: Mistake.

In the coffee shop──

"Huh?" After listening to Osamu Dazai's explanation, Nakahara raised his eyebrows, and his tone was full of disbelief in Osamu Dazai.

"So you want to say that you were late because you met Akutagawa at the Yokohama Grand Hotel?" Nakahara Nakaya fell silent after finishing speaking. He suddenly realized that if it was Akutagawa, maybe he could really entangle Osamu Dazai for a while——

Although that loyal admirer of Osamu Dazai will most likely obey this guy, but...if it involves orders from Hong Kong gangsters, there may be some tit-for-tat confrontation.

Osamu Dazai picked up the coffee cup, raised his eyes after the dense heat, and looked at Chuya who was thinking opposite.

Zhong Yuan Zhong also has a bright appearance, whether it is the conspicuous orange hair or the eyes that look like the waves of the sea in the sun, he is influenced by Hong Kong black, wearing a black coat, wearing a He wore a black hat and a black gun, but despite this, even in the crowd, no matter who it was, he would always be the first to see him.

No matter the day is cloudy and rainy or the crowds are crowded, he is like light.

Like a shining gem in the crowd, no one can ignore him.

Osamu Dazai will inevitably look at Nakaya in front of him and think of the 15-year-old. Looking back carefully, during the time when they were still called "Double Blacks", in fact, most of the battles were avoidable——

If it weren't for the fact that Chuya, this too good-looking little man, always attracted some strange eyes.

Of course, Osamu Dazai would not count the events in which he was always favored by some perverts.

"Hey Dazai." Nakahara Chuya finished thinking, the strange thing is that the guy on the opposite side didn't even sneer at him, and he didn't even say a single word of beating, which made him a little awkward.

Not to mention that vague, seemingly invisible sight.

Zhong Yuan also frowned, he found Hua Dian, "So, why do you go to the Yokohama Grand Hotel early in the morning, if you don't go, wouldn't there be no such thing as being late at all."

After finishing speaking, Zhong Yuan immediately bowed his head, wishing to pour the cold coffee in front of him down his throat to plug his mouth.

He felt that he was also a little strange, why would he care about such a trivial matter?

The warm coffee slid down the mouth into the esophagus, and was almost startled into the respiratory tract. Dazai pursed his mouth "cough coughing", suppressing the choking feeling in his throat.

"That..." Dazai got stuck, "I have something to discuss with Shinomiya." He quickly changed the subject, "Are you here today about the 'Arrow'?"

Nakahara Chuya was also waiting for a topic to cover up his previous awkwardness. Hearing what Dazai said, he immediately replied: "That's right, the leader's order has been discussed with your president. , Cough, before the mission is over, we'd better act together... let's say it first, this is the cooperation between Hong Kong black and your armed detective agency."

Osamu Dazai closed his eyes, and after a while, he returned to his usual smiling expression.

He pushed away the empty white porcelain coffee cup, "Let's go, Chuya."

After speaking, he walked out the door without looking back.

"Tsk." Zhong Yuan pushed away the unmoving cup, put on his hat, and got up.

The waitress holding the menu stopped in front of her, "Excuse me sir, please settle the bill, please."

Zhong Yuan was also startled: "That bastard is too..."

Realizing that there was a woman next to him, what Nakahara Chuya was about to swear was gradually picked up, and he lifted the brim of his hat embarrassedly, "Sorry." While speaking, he not only paid the bill, but also gave an extra tip.

The waitress wearing glasses took the money and didn't leave. She stood there with her innocent eyes open and muttered.

Nakahara Chuya: "Is there anything else?"

Waitress: "Mr. Dazai said just now, please pay back the money owed earlier, 'After all, we are a partner, so we should have some sincerity'—that's what he said."

Nakahara took a deep breath, the tragic past of being dominated by Osamu Dazai flooded his mind, and the black windbreaker hanging on his shoulders almost shook off.

"Dingling", the bell at the door rang again, the glass door opened, and Osamu Dazai's furry brown hair poked in.

He turned his face away, his eyes shining brightly, like a child who has found a new toy.

"Chuya—" Osamu Dazai shouted in a drawn-out voice, "That royal blue latest sports car is yours..."

He only said so much, and he was sure that the car belonged to Zhongye. Before the questioner could answer, he immediately retracted his head, turned and left.

"Hey!" Zhong Yuan hurriedly chased after him, so he had to throw a card in a hurry, "Draw the money owed by Dazai from it!"

The waitress squeezed the card, "What about after that?"

How do I return the card to you afterwards?

Zhongyuan Zhong also pressed his hat and strode out the door.

"From now on? Let's use it as Dazai's coffee money from now on."