My name is Dazai

"... Dazai, you're here." Ango Sakaguchi, a member of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, pushed his glasses.

Takenzai glanced at him and walked around Ango Sakaguchi.

This is already the second day after the Shibusawa Tatsuhiko incident.

The end of the clean-up, the wound that should be treated, the wound that should be treated.

Wu Zhenzai, who had been slashed severely, was alive and kicking again with his tenacious vitality like a small strong.

"Why is your mackerel here too!" Nakahara Nakaya saw Buthenzai from afar, and made a sound of vomiting.

It's not pretending, but he's really sick to his stomach.

In a short period of time, every time he sees Dazai Osamu, he will probably have this kind of stress reaction.

The new Yokohama nightmare - Osamu Dazai.

"Eh?" Takenzai was stunned for a moment, then trotted up to Zhongya Zhongya, "Little slug~" Zhongya Zhongya turned his head and continued to retch.

Anyone buried alive by thousands of Dazai will have such a shadow.

What's more, I also heard Dazai's chorus.

"Dark little guy~does he still look like a junior high school student when he walks on the street~" Buteizai continued provocatively.

"Bastard mackerel..." Chuya Nakahara shook his fist.

A hand suddenly grabbed his arm.

"What are you doing?" A man with a bag in his hand grabbed Nakahara Chuya's arm.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also slightly stunned. Although he didn't use all his strength, it was not something ordinary people could stop.

That is to say, Dazai Ke's biological resistance was not killed by him.

It was a man in a shirt, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked a bit fierce, but his temperament was not very compatible with this fierceness.

It's like a milk cat fluffing its fur and making a threatening sound of "meowing".

...It's not really a milk cat.

In just a short contact, Zhong Yuanzhong can also feel that this person definitely has at least a [-]v[-] combat power. Against a mid-level rookie like Dazai, he can be [-]v[-] or [-]v[-].

Tangun shifted his body to keep Butengzai behind him.

Nakahara Chuya looked at Tangun, the man's mirror frame was still wrapped with tape.

His other hand held a lot of things, which looked like daily necessities, such as toothpaste, toothbrush, and towels.There are also some things like a change of clothes and slippers inside.

There are several copies of each.

"I'm not the Dazai you know." Butengzai seemed not satisfied with the provocation, so he leaned into Tangun's ear and said.

"Aren't you Dazai Osamu of the Armed Detective Agency?" Tangun looked him up and down.

In fact, he can recognize every Dazai, even if he doesn't judge from the clothes.

Hei Shizai was underage, with a bit of baby fat on his face that hadn't faded away, exuding the aura of a difficult child.

Ms. Zhizi is a woman. If she is a man, she is the one who is really indistinguishable from Buteizai, but she actually seems to be less gentle than Buteizai.

The leader, Jae, was the thinnest, with dark circles under his eyes. If he hadn't talked to Tangun, he would have looked more silent and restrained, and he looked far more dangerous than the other Jae.

Writer Zai... is a little shorter than the leader Zai and the Butei Zai in front of him, and he is born from the heart, and his weak and unaggressive personality is more soft and well-behaved on the outside-even if this guy is actually the same Waves to fly.

So why can't Tangun tell the difference?

In his opinion, the difference between the Dazai and the Dazai is too great.

There are many similarities and many differences.

If you have to say it, the similarity between Wu Jingzai and writer Zai is quite high, after all, they are both people standing in the sun.

"...That's true." Wu Zhenzai nodded.

For Dazai, being confused by others is not a happy thing.

They have always been so narcissistic and self-loathing.

Tangun raised his head, helped his glasses that were almost useless, and suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to get a new pair of glasses when he went out today: "Ango, why are you... ah."

He looked at Wu Zhenzai, and immediately realized something: "Mr. Sakaguchi, hello."

This Ango Sakaguchi is very different from the one at home.

Two people seem to be two extremes.

At least Ango, the writer at home, can button only one button, and his hair is messy, with depravity written all over his face, but the person in front of him has buttons up to his neck and his hair is neatly combed.

She and the writer Ango are twins with the same appearance but very different personalities.

"Hello." Sakaguchi Ango didn't know what to say.

"Hey, let me say, can you let go of your hand?" Zhong Yuanzhong was also helpless.

Tangun stared at Chuya Nakahara as if he was staring at some dangerous drug: "...Then, sir, can you stop doing it?"

"Dazai this guy..." Nakahara Chu also felt that he had been insulted by his personality.

If it wasn't for Dazai's mouth, how could he do it "Anyway, beating people is not a good habit." Tangun seemed to understand the reason why Chuya Chuya did it, he let go of Chuya Chuya's hand, and was vague Dazai's fault.

Nakahara Chuya: "..." This person is also a dog, and his partiality is too obvious.

He felt he had seen through.

Tangun looked at Butengzai, "I won't bother you."

"Wait a minute, Tangun, I'm here to look for you." Butekunzai patted Tangun on the shoulder, he really watched a famous scene just now.

"...find me." Tangun tilted his head, "Can't we do it another day?"

He is going to prepare some daily necessities for the writer Ango today, and he has to tidy up his room when he gets back, so he is not very free.

"Although this is very rude, I don't have your contact information, so I can only come to you like this." Wu Zhenzai said, pointing to Nakahara Chuya, "Did you see this little man? This person is the port Mafia People. Surely he doesn't care if it's rude or not."

"Is that so..." Tangun was a little embarrassed.

The leader Zai told him not to have too much contact with the people in the port Mafia.

But it is also very troublesome to offend the other party.

Although he believed that the Dazai could solve most of the problems, he didn't like to cause trouble for others.

"There is one more thing, I just found out." Butaizai put his palms together on his cheeks, his gesture was too cute, "I also really want to meet your new humanoid ability Ango Sakaguchi."

Tangun: "..."

He glanced at Ango Sakaguchi.

Inexplicably guilty.