From engagement to elopement with Dazai

For the sake of caution, Sanae did not choose to confront the weird liquid head-on.She led Osamu Dazai slowly away from the golf course under the cover of flames, and re-sealed the scene.

Perhaps because he was afraid of the flames, the pool of black liquid did not pursue the two of them, but it still stared at them and left.

After Sanae and Osamu Dazai disappeared, the black liquid melted into a thinner puddle on the ground—almost as flat as the water poured on the plastic floor, and then moved into the pool bit by bit, and melted again As a thick shadow lurking on the wall of the pool.

The scooter abandoned by Sanae and Osamu Dazai was still quietly parked by the pool, as if it was waiting for the next person to ride it.

"This is going to be difficult." Back in the lobby of the sports club, Sanae searched for names in the mobile phone address book with a sad face, "Who should I call? I don't know what's in there, so I can't rush." Let's go in again?"

"Can you get a list of the witnesses?"

Sanae stopped flipping through the address book and looked at the boy who asked the question: "Yes, yes... Do you have any ideas?"

"A little bit."

"Then I'll ask someone to transfer the information."

Before the information was sent, the first thing to deal with was the grass dust that the two of them had covered in the stadium.Because she is expected to stay in Tokyo for a long time, Sanae has already booked a hotel before coming.

Sanae's authority is very high, and the speed of calling data will naturally not be slow.When she hadn't finished washing, the mobile phone rang to receive the mail.By the time she walked out wrapped in a bathrobe slowly, Osamu Dazai had already ordered room service for two people.

"Let's eat something before watching." The young man said calmly.

Sanae responded, and then contacted someone to bring over two sets of clothes.Although the original clothes did not come into direct contact with the black liquid.But she couldn't get through this psychologically, and she still threw away the changed clothes in disgust.

"Are we looking at user profiles to interview those witnesses?"

Osamu Dazai shook his head: "It's not just the witnesses, from the first witness to the last guest before the stadium is closed, we have to visit once."

"Is it so troublesome..." Sanae bit down on the soft bread as if venting her anger, "What is the purpose of doing this?"

The young man held the fork with his palm up, letting his palm fall towards the end of the fork, the whiteness of his wrist dangling far away, which especially attracted Sanae's attention.Looking at Dazai Osamu's unadorned bathrobe, Sanae suddenly thought uncontrollably—is the picture in front of her a picture of a beauty coming out of the bath?

Although it was very inappropriate, Sanae still couldn't hold back her little hobby.She hasn't seen many beauties since she came to Yokohama. The last time she wanted to use illusion was when she saw Mr. Zhongyuan at the engagement banquet.But it was interrupted by Mr. Dazai.

Suddenly, the restaurant was filled with damp water vapor, and the boy's soft black hair looked even more squishy.

"Miss?"

Sanae came back to her senses, and found that Osamu Dazai was smiling narrowly.She coughed a little embarrassedly, and became serious: "Where did you talk? The purpose of the investigation? Ah... it is to collect as much information as possible, right?"

"That's not right." Dazai Osamu ruthlessly pronounced the verdict, "Miss is not listening at all."

Sanae: QWQ

"It's to find the conditions for the appearance of that mysterious creature."

Suddenly unable to understand the meaning, Sanae tilted her head to the right to express her doubts: "The conditions for appearance?"

"When we inspected the hole before, although we didn't leave each other's line of sight, there was still a big gap. Wouldn't it be easier to get it if we did it at that time?"

Seedlings are too late.Obviously there were witnesses who were attacked at the entrance of the hole, but she and Dazai Osamu checked the entire hole of the golf course and found no movement of the black liquid, and they only attacked when they were about to go back.

She suddenly had a guess: "Is it because of the scooter?"

Osamu Dazai put down the knife and fork, and did not declare right or wrong: "The answer can only be revealed after asking those witnesses."

"Then our first stop is...?"

The brightness of the mobile phone screen was automatically reduced due to insufficient power. In order to see the content on the screen clearly, Sanae had to lean forward.On the screen was the customer information she had just sent to Osamu Dazai, which recorded in detail the contact information and visiting time of each customer.If you look carefully, you will find that the customer's name is a link that you can click on, which contains detailed records of the customer's recent photos and basic family information.

And Osamu Dazai's phone screen just stopped at this page.

The red-haired boy in the photo looked gentle and polite, but there was a sense of alienation between his eyebrows and eyes.

On the right side of the photo is the boy's name - Akashi Seijuro.

"Does the young master of the Akashi Zaibatsu still stage such a show every day that he doesn't want to expose his superior status?" Sanae looked at the back of the red-haired boy in amazement.

Akashi Seijuro was only a middle school student, and Sanae and Osamu Dazai agreed that school was the easiest place to find him when they wanted to find him.They woke up very early in the morning to come to Teiko Middle School to find someone, but they just ran into Akashi Seijuro getting out of his low-key luxury car and walking into the school alone.

Dazai Osamu was not surprised: "Students are very simple."

"Mr. Dazai, are you saying that I'm not innocent enough?"

Osamu Dazai shook his head when the girl complained bluntly: "Simpleness can be good or bad. Being low-key can save a lot of unnecessary trouble."

The two sneaked into the school by virtue of Sanae's illusion.

Akashi didn't go to the teaching building, but went straight to another building.

"Basketball gym? What a passionate youth." Osamu Dazai, who had never had anything to do with words like youth and vitality, sighed like an old man who was dying.

"Shall we go now?"

"Go, Sanaemon."

The girl who was eager to strike up a conversation froze for a moment. She seemed to have been scalded by something, and she pinched the earlobe with both hands and kneaded it back and forth, with a girlish attitude: "What did Mr. Dazai call me just now?"

Dazai Osamu repeated with a smile: "Sanaemon?"

What a furry and cute name!Sanae covered her face silently.This was the first time since she and Osamu Dazai were called by their names.

"If you don't go, Akashi-kun will start training right?"

"I'll go!"

Looking at the back of Sakura seeing Sanae running away, Osamu Dazai put away his smiling face: "Since you are here, why don't you come out and say hello to her?"

The shadow of the tree swayed in the slightly cold morning sunlight. If Osamu Dazai hadn’t been so sensitive to sight, he wouldn’t have discovered that there was a person hiding in the tree. No, it should be said that he was standing. He watched him and the girl with a condescending attitude.

The people on the tree were not annoyed when they were exposed.He landed crisply, with the lightness of a feline.The young man has short smoky gray hair, and he is holding an unlit cigarette in his left hand. The expression on his face is stern and impatient.

This is the guardian of the tenth generation of Lan, the prison temple Hayato.

Facing Dazai Osamu's questioning, Kikuji bit his unlit cigarette and responded vaguely: "No need. I just came to see what this idiot is doing. Since she is still alive and kicking, I will gone."

"Are you worried that she will be deceived and abducted by me?" Osamu Dazai asked knowingly.If there is one thing he is best at, perhaps fighting can be ranked first.

"If you have any thoughts that you shouldn't have, Pengo Li will not sit idly by."

Is this threatening him in the name of the whole family?Osamu Dazai smiled.

After leaving Teiko Middle School, Gokuji finally lit the cigarette.The subordinate who had been waiting outside the door for a long time picked him up by car: "Shall we go back to Italy now?"

"No." Prison Temple blew out a smoke ring, "Go and Sheng."

Although Bingsheng is small, there are too many people who are very important to them living in this small town. The whole town is the weakness of Vongola's current ruler.Therefore, the personnel placed in Bingsheng is not a small number.

Sanae never knew these things.Personnel scheduling is the responsibility of the Ozora department, and Sanae has never been interested in these things. She didn't know that the small one was almost full of her family's eyeliner.

Even though she used illusion to cover up their appearance when she took Oda Sakunosuke and his group of seven into Niseko, it would still attract people's attention that so many fresh faces came in the town at once.

Gokuji Hayato stared at the rearview mirror outside the car window in a daze, and sighed slightly after a while.

The prison temple Hayato here is going to pull Sanae's pigtails in a car, but Sanae himself at the other end asks Akashi Seijuro for some information: "Did Akashi-san use a scooter that day?" ?”

"No." The young man stood upright, fully worthy of his refined face.If it wasn't for the inappropriate location, Sanae would have activated her illusion filter.

"Are you present with your father that day?"

"A business party, I'm just a foil."

Sanae was thoughtful: "Mr. Kawata, who registered at the club and claimed to have seen monsters, is he doing well recently? Is he also one of the companions?"

"As far as I know, not very well."

"Huh?" Sanae was a little surprised by this news. After so many days, no witnesses came to the door to make trouble. She always thought it was just a witness. "Can you provide Mr. Kawata's contact information? I want to visit .”

Akashi Seijuro obviously hesitated for a moment, and there was undisguised doubt in his eyes: "Yes, yes, but isn't Ms. Sakurami the conjurer invited by the club?"

... She seemed to have heard some strange term just now.

Sanae breathed weakly and asked, "I've only heard of illusionists, not conjurers."

Akashi, who was completely opposite to Sanae, also gradually showed a trace of confusion: "Didn't you say that you have contacted the conjurer?"