Guide to Part-time Work with Animals in Judaiime Club

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Sawada Tsunayoshi blinked.

Dazai also blinked.

Sawada Tsunayoshi twitched the corner of his mouth.

Dazai smiled.

"Mr. Dazai."

"Yes, what's the matter, Mr. Sawada?"

"If you want to take revenge on me, there are actually many ways. There's no need to be so extreme."

"Hey, Mr. Sawada, how can you think so, I am discussing this issue with you very seriously~" The man sitting opposite swayed his body, his voice was up and down, as if he was singing.

"Then I refuse." Tsunayoshi Sawada looked disgusted.

"But I'm so pitiful now, I lost my phone to prevent being tracked, and I spent all the money that Kunikida gave me before he left." The black-haired man flipped out of his jacket pocket with a playful smile, "You Look, there's nothing there."

Repeated tricks.

Sawada Tsunayoshi no longer believes that this guy really has nothing on him.

He rolled his eyes and looked away from the smiling curly bastard.

"What on earth are you going to do?" he asked impatiently.

The anesthetic used to bandage and suture the wound before has long since expired, and now there are sharp and burning pains all over the body.The pain made it almost difficult for him to think, and he couldn't distract himself from guessing what Osamu Dazai was trying to do.

"I beg~bag~raise~ah~" the voice rippling up and down, the man half closed his kite-colored eyes, fluttered his slender eyelashes, and the smile on his face became brighter.

Then, Sawada Tsunayoshi casually grabbed the paper drawer on the small cabinet next to the bed, and smashed it hard.

"Mr. Sawada think about it," Dazai Osamu dexterously dodged by tilting his neck, then returned to his previous sitting position and said with a smile, "I'm easy to feed, my appetite is very small."

Sawada Tsunayoshi closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying his best to tell himself to stay rational, otherwise the wound might open due to excessive movements.

"Get away from me within three seconds. Otherwise, I'll call the Central Plains cadres to tell you where you are." He opened his eyes and looked into the man's brown eyes again, with a sharp sword-like streamer.

This time, there was a murderous intent in those eyes.

Osamu Dazai shrugged his shoulders indifferently, facing the threat of Sawada Tsunayoshi, he even snorted a few times.

"No, if you are in contact now, the situation will become very bad."

Sawada Tsunayoshi was about to speak, but Osamu Dazai held the corner of his lips, raised a finger and nodded at Tsunayoshi, "It's not me who will get worse, but you, Mr. Sawada."

"The people who came with you should all be dead, and there is still no body left. The mission must have failed. After all, it is really difficult to survive in the [field]." The young man's tone was frivolous, and his words The room is all fun.

But what he said was also true.

"'Curse spirit' is a concept that ordinary people hardly understand after all, and Mr. Mori must not be very clear about it. Therefore, the records submitted by the Hong Kong/Black intelligence agents must be that all of you are missing, and the mission target is missing. Because there is no body, it can only be said that life and death are uncertain."

"At this time, if you call and contact Zhongye." He paused, turned his eyes to look at the brown-haired young man on the hospital bed, with a calm look on his face, "How about it? Do you want me to continue?" Go on?"

The afterglow from the window fell on his face, making his skin extremely fair.The overly handsome and delicate face coupled with that fake mask-like smile made him look like a doll that was carefully cast by a craftsman.

The body hurts and the head hurts too.

Tsunayoshi Sawada didn't want to think about it, but he knew Osamu Dazai was right.

Everyone is missing. If he is the only one who suddenly contacted the port mafia, even if he tells the truth and tells the story of his personal experience, it will be difficult for Hong Kong/Black to believe him, let alone Renye Karasuma, their mission The target is also dead.

If he still dared to run back to Yokohama and walk into the Hong Kong/Hei building, he would probably be caught in the torture room for interrogation.

"Well, look, so Hong Kong/Black can't stay any longer, how about taking this opportunity to pretend to be 'died in the line of duty'?"

"That place is really terrible. For a person like Mr. Sawada, there is absolutely no need to go back." The young man lowered his voice, leaned closer to Sawada Tsunayoshi's ear, and whispered softly.

After speaking, the black-haired man blew a small breath of hot air towards the sensitive ear.

too close.

The unbearable ears trembled a few times, and gradually covered with a layer of light red.

Sawada Tsunayoshi immediately moved towards the side with a cautious face, so that there was a safe enough distance between them.

After getting along more times, Tsunayoshi Sawada knew very well that Osamu Dazai's words were like poison wrapped in a layer of honey, tempting people to swallow it, and finally the sugar coating melted, and the poison would immediately spread to the whole body, plundering the poison human life.

To him, the Port Mafia was just a place where he could use his research institute to figure out how to understand that leaf.

Other than that, he has no regrets.

However, Osamu Dazai was not without reason.

In the current situation, even if he wanted to go back, he couldn't go back.He couldn't explain what the hell was going on, especially about why he was alive when everyone else was dead.

"Tsunayoshi-kun." Dazai Osamu's voice sounded a little gentle at that moment.

Sawada Tsunayoshi's thoughts were pulled back immediately, he looked at Osamu Dazai with disgust on his face, he didn't understand why this guy suddenly called his name when he used the honorific "Sir, Mr" every day.

"Hey, can I call you that? Because you will be my 'golden master' soon." The man propped one arm on his crossed legs, and lightly supported one cheek with his palm, slightly He tilted his head and looked at him.

"By the way, Tsuna Ji-kun will not only pay to treat me to dinner, but also be responsible for protecting my personal safety."

.So why is this guy so determined? Where does his confidence come from?

Tsuna Yoshi felt powerless as if his fist had hit the cotton.

"Osamu Dazai."

"Yes~"

"How on earth did you survive until now?" Why haven't you been beaten to death yet.

"Hey, there must be a way." The man frowned, smiling like a cat who had done something bad and succeeded, and was very satisfied at this moment.

So noisy.

Sawada Tsunayoshi looked numb.

How can I get this guy out of here?

Probably because he saw the loveless face on the other party's face, Osamu Dazai smiled for a while, then calmed down.

"Gangji-kun." The voice was soft.

"I actually have a question now."

"Ask." The body could not make large movements, so Sawada Tsunayoshi simply collapsed on the hospital bed, staring at the ceiling, and answered in a flat voice.

"Are you an artificial human?" The man asked lightly.

"Huh?" The brown-haired young man who was lying flat just now frowned, had to sit up, and stared at Osamu Dazai with the eyes of a madman.

"Well, it really isn't it." Dazai Osamu stroked his clean chin thoughtfully.

"Then, next question."

"Tsunayoshi-kun, what are you doing in another world?"

When this sentence was asked, Osamu Dazai noticed that the brown-haired youth lost all expression on his face.

Without the slightest emotion, as if he had undergone some special training, on some important issues, he never let his demeanor reveal any information.

In this way, it makes sense.

Regarding why this person couldn't find any identity information at the beginning, and when [Disqualification in the World] was touched, it didn't have any effect.

At first Osamu Dazai thought that his supernatural powers could only work against supernatural powers.

Until he realized that there is another kind of power called "spell power" in the world that does not belong to the same system as supernatural powers, he found that the spells of those conjurers also disappeared under his touch.

Now, exclude the option of artificial human again.

There is nothing else to choose.

Sawada Tsunayoshi, this man who appeared out of nowhere came from another world.

The power system he has does not originate from this world, therefore, [No Human Eligibility] has no effect on him.

In the next second, there was a loud noise in the room.

The wooden seat slammed heavily on the tiled floor. The black-haired man who was sitting on it frowned and snorted before rolling to the side.

Sawada Tsunayoshi moves quickly.After throwing off the quilt, she threw herself directly on top of him.

It's just that his face was pale, with a little cold sweat on his forehead, and the corners of his mouth were pursed into a firm straight line.His wound seemed to have opened, and the hospital gown on his abdomen was gradually stained red, but this hand was tightly pinching Dazai Osamu's neck.

Osamu Dazai lay flat on the floor, looking up at him slightly, even though his neck was strangled, he didn't show the slightest expression of pain, his beautiful eyes even had a smile on his face.

"Gang Ji-jun, as the 'gold master', are you a little too impatient?" He even smiled and teased relaxedly, letting the other party grasp his life and death at this moment.

"Osamu Dazai, you know too much." The brown-haired young man pressed above, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.

It's not that Tsunayoshi Sawada didn't think that the fact that he came from another world would be exposed.

At that time, he was thinking about what he should do if someone really found out about it.

If it is a situation with myriad consequences, if necessary.

Sawada Tsunayoshi can't forget that in an operation after he inherited the Vongola family, he and his teacher disagreed about the task deployment and almost had a big quarrel. In the end, Reborn rarely let him carry out his duties.It was not until Tsunayoshi Sawada paid a painful price that Reborn taught him.

Tsunayoshi Sawada will never forget that course.

"There are some things that should be killed in the cradle from the very beginning, idiot."

"You can never imagine what those things will look like in the end, and what harm you and your companions will suffer because of it."

I'm sorry, but.

Sawada Tsunayoshi's eyes darkened.

"Tsunayoshi-kun, you can't kill me yet." Osamu Dazai said softly.

He stretched out his white right hand with well-defined knuckles, and slowly and gently placed it on Sawada Tsunayoshi's wrist.

"You're looking for the original power of this world, aren't you?" he asked.

Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't speak, but his face became more stern, and the force in his hands became heavier.

Osamu Dazai was forced to cough a few times.

After coughing, accompanied by the suffocating feeling of lack of oxygen, he smiled with some difficulty and said, "That leaf is not enough."

"If you are looking for the power of the source, that leaf can only be called a 'fragment' at best."

Sawada Tsunayoshi let go of his hand.

The man fell to the ground with his arms wide open, his black hair was messed up by the conflict just now, he looked a bit embarrassed, but the smile on his face was as unpredictable as usual.

"Now would you like to have a good talk with me?"

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ovo is a bit busy in the afternoon, and I'm going to send flowers to the counselor, but I'm going to make the second update today~