Mr. Oda and his friends

Osamu Dazai, who was born in a wealthy family in Aomori and is now the backbone of PortMafia, has lived for more than ten years in his life. He never imagined that one day he would be slapped in the face and he would not know how to answer.

Should Miyata Hiyori deliberately mock?Her expression and demeanor all indicate that she thinks so.But, but... Could it be that someone is so natural that he can't even tell the difference between swimming and entering the water?

Yes, that's right, he did float on the water and didn't sink, and he looked a bit like he jumped into the river and swam twice on a whim.The question is what if it sinks?In case of sinking... No, the desire to commit suicide by sinking will be successfully fulfilled...

Wait, is there something wrong here, I seem to have wrapped myself in it?

After receiving a completely unexpected answer, Osamu Dazai fell into a daze.It was only when the spring breeze blew that he was awakened. His thin body couldn't help shivering: "Woohoo, it's so cold!"

I was only wearing a thin shirt, but now it was soaked and stuck to my body, it was a real pain.

Without even thinking about it, Hiyori took off the white plush coat borrowed by Uchiyama Koharu and gave it to him, revealing the uniform shirt and red ribbon tie in the woolen vest.

I wanted to be a hero, but unexpectedly, except for the beginning, the plot continued to unfold normally, and the plot became more and more crooked as it went on.Dazai Osamu was relieved of the sluggish state until a warm fragrance hit his shoulders, and the next second the boy jumped up on the spot: "What did you wear for me!"

This is women's clothing, okay?

"Huh? Didn't you say it's cold? I'm not cold, so I'll lend you my clothes."

She spoke naturally, and casually stuffed the second button on the coat into the third buttonhole: "There is still class in the afternoon, and I don't want to be late."

If President Fukuzawa saw this scene, he would definitely be moved to tears—the children know how to take care of others!Don't say whether the buckle was right or not, at least she took action.

Osamu Dazai grabbed the crookedly buttoned skirt and looked down: "..."

This guy... has a solid eye!

Hehe, she doesn't have the brain that can think of meaning between words, she is as simple as a single-celled organism.

"You must be the one who was isolated in school!"

He couldn't help showing dead fish eyes.Hearing this, Rihe thought about it seriously, then shook his head: "No, I'm not hated."

There are friends who are invited to clubs, have lunch with, and classmates who drop by on their way home from school. How could I be unpopular!

Thinking of this, she nodded affirmatively: "Everyone likes me very much."

"You look so confident."

The black-haired boy let out a long sigh of relief: "Go forward through a residential area and you will reach the back alley of China Street. Don't forget the curry crab we made."

When interacting with such a person, the more you think about it, the more angry you become, and the other person still doesn't know why you are angry.

It is even possible to turn around and complain innocently that you are too angry.

Who the hell taught it!unacceptable!

——The wish is to be a human being, and the desire and ability of the examiner to learn are so strong that it is unimaginable.Not only did I learn Mr. Edogawa's sense of direction and Mrs. Yosano's open-mindedness without a teacher, but I even learned Mr. Fukuzawa's honesty and Mr. Oda's straightforwardness.

This wave, the Armed Detective Agency is a big victory.

"okay."

Wearing only a woolen vest over his shirt and a plaid skirt uniform for high school girls, Hiyori stood in the warm and cold spring breeze, like a young tree just waking up from the cold winter.

Osamu Dazai turned his face away resentfully, wrapped himself in a women's plush coat and walked beside her to lead the way.

Don't look at how many years older than this kid, Shangrihe is actually shorter, and with her immature face, passers-by will think they are brother and sister when they see her.

The elder brother scolded the kitten, and the younger sister was also expressionless, did they quarrel?

"This way."

Crossing the Tsurumi River, they entered another complex residential area.There are alleys within alleys here, and there are so many forks in the road that it is outrageous.

Hiyori was like a fishing boat with a broken GPS, turning his eyes around the mosquito coil and completely crashing.

Every intersection looks the same, there is no difference at all, how does Oba Yezo rely on to distinguish the direction?Smell?

When he came here, Osamu Dazai didn't care about what he was wearing.Anyway, no one knew him, as long as he wasn't guilty, let alone a women's plush coat, a maid skirt would be fine if necessary.

He untied the twisted seam, took out the posture of wearing a black coat, and swung the hem of the plush coat flying. After walking for a while, he even stuffed his hands into other people's pockets without any sense of disobedience: "Huh? Hard, yes What?"

"Fruit candy, Sakunosuke bought it for me, and I can share one with you." Hiyori didn't care about his familiarity, and generously shared his favorite snacks.

Oda Sakunosuke?

According to the intelligence, it was a genius killer with red hair and a suspected supernatural ability...

No, it is certain that he is a person with a different ability, but I don't know what the effect of the ability is.

Osamu Dazai doesn't believe in the term "genius", there is a reason for every result that outsiders can't see.But as far as Oda Sakunosuke is concerned, the black-haired boy is very interested in his choice to quit the killer circle.

A killer with a [-]% success rate, has never left a flaw, and the only reason for entering the game was "disturbing the law and order"?

It can't be for Miyata Hiyori.Before this little mascot appeared, Oda quit. If it weren't for the "red-haired killing order" of the old leader, maybe they would be colleagues now.

Armed detective agency...

Mr. Sen's eyes were almost green with hunger.If it weren't for the support of "Lone Swordsman Silver Wolf" Fukuzawa Yukichi, it would be easy for the current PortMafia to break up this small organization and absorb it as its own.

Why didn't Mori Ogai launch a sniper attack on Fukuzawa Yukichi?

Don't say it's because Mr. Fukuzawa's personal strength is strong.

No matter how powerful a person is, he can't do anything against hot weapons.Are there still few celebrities and dignitaries who have organized the deaths of their subordinates recently?It doesn't make sense for a retired and elderly swordsman to be so feared.

There must be some reason why PortMafia didn't dare to shake Fukuzawa Yukichi!

The black-haired boy rubbed his chin, decided not to touch this landmine, and instead followed Hiyori to chat with her about daily life—as long as Osamu Dazai is happy, there is no one he can't coax.Under his unremitting efforts, Miyata Hiyori's expression remained as indifferent as before, but his gaze became closer and closer.

Although they have been chatting about Mr. Oda.

Oda Sakunosuke is writing, Oda Sakunosuke likes spicy curry, Oda Sakunosuke is a good person... Dazai Osamu can hold back his yawns, and he can't help but feel bad.

hateful!Why no complaints?

He took out the hard fruit candy that he had been pinching for a long time from Hiyori's coat pocket, carefully peeled off the wrapping paper and stuffed it into his mouth, the smell of cheap essence instantly swept over his taste buds.

I thought it was delicious...

The black-haired boy pressed the hard candy between his teeth and gnawed it hard, couldn't help stuffing another one, and then one after another.

"Eh? It's gone?" After groping for nothing, Osamu Dazai reluctantly lowered his head and opened his pocket to look in, hoping to find the fish that slipped through the net.

This stuff is far less mellow and pure than the chocolate smuggled by the organization, and it is not as sweet as the high-end candy from Mr. Mori, but it is full of human touch.

Ordinary, hopeful, high-spirited life interest.

It was something he couldn't understand and couldn't possess, but he always yearned for.

Rihe poked his head and took a look at the past, with a light tone that could not hide his accusation: "You have eaten it up!"

Osamu Dazai seemed to have been shocked, and shrank his neck, feeling guilty: "Eat it, it's not very tasty."

"Where do you live? I'll bring you some really delicious candy next time, so that you can learn a lot!" He clutched a handful of plastic candy wrappers, like a child grasping the wings of a butterfly at the end of summer.

Hiyori pursed her lips, and moved forward to pull out the two pockets again: "This is the candy bought by Sakunosuke, which is different from other candies."

As a human god, hasn't Kongchan eaten exquisite, precious and rare food?She ate too much, even though it was cold, light, and not full...

But to be fair, the government of the time has never treated her badly in material aspects such as food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Different.

No matter how exquisite and gorgeous the plate is, no matter how extravagant and cherished the ingredients are, they are just "offering" to the gods by human beings, and they are equivalent conditions in exchange.

Full respect, zero caring.

Kong Chan doesn't want to sit in the shrine with only dead bones and be worshiped by people, she prefers to live freely and truly as she is now.

Like a human being, just like a human being.

So even if it's just a few of the cheapest hard candies, it's better than countless delicacies on a jade plate.Not to mention that it was bought by Oda Sakunosuke, which has an incredible BUFF.

A sense of grievance never before accumulated between her eyebrows, and the little girl's eyes and tip of her nose were red.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Being chased by a group of dangerous elements and running for several streets, you are not even out of breath, and you will cry for me if you eat a few cheap hard candies?

There is no mistake!Which of the two of us is a gangster? Why is your gesture of touching porcelain more standard and skilled than mine?

"Ah, don't cry, I apologize to you, okay? I'll buy it for you!" As he spoke, he twisted and gritted his teeth and fumbled all over his pockets.

Well, fine, no wallet.

Speaking of which, he can’t be blamed for this matter. Under normal circumstances, Mr. Dazai, the guerrilla captain directly under the leader, never has to consider the issue of expenses when going out.He has developed nearly two-thirds of PortMafia's financial resources by himself. Wherever there is a lack of three melons and dates, he can just take it and leave, pay the bill and hand it over to his subordinates.

I never expected that not only was I successfully blackmailed today, but I also lost face because I couldn't afford the bill.

At this age, even Osamu Dazai still cares about face.

The face of the black-haired boy with baby fat flushed suddenly: "I will pay you back next time! Double! That's it!"

Losing big!

Hiyori: "You finished the candy that Sakunosuke bought me."

"I said I'll pay you back when I buy it next time, shut up, you're so annoying!"

I actually had a day when I was successfully blackmailed by someone. Sure enough, I can encounter all kinds of rare things after living a long time.

Osamu Dazai scratched the back of his furry head: "Enough is enough, I warn you."

"You finished eating the candy that Sakunosuke bought for me!" The girl turned up the volume and looked straight at the boy who started to scratch his head: "You have finished eating the candy and still think it's not good! Why do you hate it? finish eating!"

and so--

"Is this the point! Ah? Is this the point? Enough!"

What about my royal servant who complains?Where did the dead go?