Mr. Dazai is angry every day

The sun at 10:[-] is not so hot, but it has a little bit of warmth. It is projected from the glass next to it, and it feels like even the delicately crafted cakes on the table are shining.

"I like strawberry cake, whipped cream cake!" Lan Bo reached for the farthest dessert: "I want tomato juice!"

"Okay, here you are." Zhongyuan Zhong also pushed the cake with a red strawberry on the side of the table in front of Lanbo. "Be careful not to drop it on your clothes."

Lan Bo's mind was all on the cake, he said "yes" cleverly, picked up the fork and began to eat.

"Then, the rest is for the detective." The detective clasped his hands together, squinting at the delicious dessert in front of him: "I'm going to start!"

The sense of ceremony before the start was quite satisfying. Ms. Zhongyuan picked up the hot coffee and blew on it. Her ice blue eyes looked at the satiated faces of the older and younger friends who were eating cakes, and a faint smile curled up on the corners of her lips.

I don't know if she will come to the dessert shop with her lover and children after she gets married.She also yearns for a normal and peaceful life.

Zhongyuan Zhong also blew on the coffee, brought the rim of the cup to his red lips and took a sip, the familiar mellow aroma and slightly bitter taste lingered in his mouth.

How could life in Hong Kong and black be peaceful? She really thought too much.

Zhong Yuanzhong also put down the coffee, and raised his eyes to see the kid Lanbo who was eating hard, the corners of his mouth were covered with white cream, he looked like a little Santa Claus, but unfortunately the kid's full attention was on the cake and dessert.

What a greedy mouth.

Zhong Yuanzhong also laughed: "You have cream on the corner of your mouth."

While Luanbu was eating with a spiky spoon, he heard Zhongyuan Zhong who was sitting across from him talking in a low voice. Her voice was not like the sweetness of ordinary women, but was hoarse and deep after long-term smoking.

There was a pause in the movement of his hands.

Cream on lips?Is there a big deal.A famous detective would never consider such small issues!

Luanbu curled the corner of his mouth childishly.

He calmly picked up the weapon in his hand and marched towards the next piece of cake. The opposite Zhongyuan Zhong also stood up unexpectedly. The detective raised his head and happened to see the scene where Zhong also stretched his arms.

Ranbu's eyelids twitched.

However, she found that the person who reached out her hand was the little ghost Lanbo. She took off the black leather gloves she had been wearing for a long time. Her fingers were slender and white with little exposure to sunlight. She reached out and wiped off the cream on the corners of Lanbo's lips.

The white and tender fingers were stained with milky cream.She retracted her hand casually, not knowing whether it was a whim or something.

Ranbu saw that Zhongyuan Zhong also stretched out the red tip of his tongue, licked off the cream on his finger, and then made a light evaluation.

"So sweet."

Luanbu opened his emerald eyes, and for a moment, he thought that Zhong Yuanzhong was also making a pun.

"What's wrong." Zhongyuan Zhongye blinked his icy blue eyes, showing suspicion, and looked at himself: "Is there something wrong with me?"

There is nothing wrong with that.

Luanbu squinted her eyes as if nothing had happened, Miss Zhongyuan didn't have the slightest sense of being provocative, hmph.

"No." Luanbu shook his head, stretched out his small hand and said "3": "The famous detective needs three pieces of strawberry cake before he can work seriously."

I thought you were a childish famous detective, but I didn't expect you to be a gluttonous and rambunctious cat.

"Okay." Zhongyuan Zhong also agreed to the boyish detective's request with a smile, and waved to the clerk: "Here are three more strawberry cakes."

"There's me, there's me!" Lan Bo raised his head from the snack, and said unwillingly to show weakness: "I want three, ah no, Master Lan Bo wants four strawberry cakes!"

"The famous detective wants five servings of strawberry cake!"

"Master Lanbo wants six servings of strawberry cake!"

The competition between the two children for the sake of food unknowingly kicked off the prelude.

"You like strawberry cake so much?"

Nakahara Zhongya leaned back against the soft back of the deck, and his whole body was illuminated by the sun. The relaxed and pleasant atmosphere in the store was very relaxed, and the bright eyebrows and eyes softened the sharpness that came with him: "If there is a chance, I will do it myself. You eat."

Competing with Lanbo, he took a random step.

When Lan Bo heard Zhong Ye's words, he raised his hand in a face-saving manner: "Master Lan Bo wants to eat, Master Lan Bo wants to eat!"

Zhongyuan Zhongye's long and narrow blue eyes curved up: "Okay. Let Lanbo do it."

The famous detective refused to admit defeat: "I want to eat too! The famous detective has the strength to help when he is full!"

"Good good."

Nakahara Chuya couldn't help laughing at the two little ghosts, one big and one small. While talking, the clerk had already brought the strawberry cake with a tray, and put it on the table one by one.

The creamy cream, fluffy cakes, and red strawberries look like works of art under the lights.

"Master Lanbo's five servings of strawberry cake!" Lanbo quickly moved the cake to his face, "Hmph, no one can take it away!"

On this side, the children Luanbu and Lanbo were snorting and grabbing the cake, and there was a crisp wind chime in their ears, which indicated that there was a new customer entering the store, and there was a weak wind blowing through the open and close door .

People in the store come in and out, and no one cares who leaves and who comes in

Nakahara Chuya didn't pay attention to it before. She noticed that the movement of poking the cake in disorder stopped, so she turned her head in doubt, and successfully ran into a pair of light-colored pupils without emotional fluctuations.

Ayanokouji Kiyotaka.

Nakahara Nakaya only glanced at the door out of the corner of his eye, and turned half of his body after seeing Ayanokōji Kiyotaka, his slightly widened blue eyes revealed her surprise.

"Shh."

Zhong Yuanzhong also heard Luanbu talking, she saw Luanbu burying his head in the cake and dragging his voice.

"He's on a mission."

Ayanokouji accepted the mission?

Nakahara also turned half of his face back, and looked at the door for the second time, only to find a girl in a floral dress standing beside Ayanokouji. She had loose hair and a delicate and graceful face.

Very dignified.

Could this be the object of the mission?Wait, why does the girl's eyebrows and eyes look a bit like... Long Yuanxiang?

Nakahara followed this discovery and remembered that Ryuuen Sho offended Osamu Dazai. Although he didn't know how Ryuuen Sho offended him, Zhong also knew that Ryuuen Sho had someone hack into Hong Kong's black computer.

...So now Ayanokōji is ordered by Osamu Dazai to seduce Ryuuen Sho's younger sister, making Ryuuen Sho disgusting?

"Strange," Nakahara couldn't help but murmur to himself when he thought of this, "Why does it feel like this mission is not only disgusting to Ryuuen Sho, but also disgusting to Ayanokoji?"

Is she thinking too much?

"Long Yuanxiang only has a half-sister. His father prefers his lover, but it's a pity that his lover gave birth to a daughter. Do you understand me when I say that?"

Dazai wants to!

Zhong Yuanzhong also opened his mouth in surprise, and took a look at her random steps while eating cake seriously, and touched his face with her hand:

Is her expression so obvious?

Luanbu proudly raised his chin, which was still sticky with cream, like a pompous little tabby cat: "I'm a detective! I know everything!"

"Yes, yes, yes," Miss Zhongyuan nodded in agreement, her long and narrow blue eyes showing traces of thought: but Ayanokōji and the mission object also appeared in the dessert shop.

It always feels like a coincidence.

Did Osamu Dazai plan it on purpose?No, there is no special meaning for Ayanokouji to appear in front of her.Osamu Dazai is not the type to do boring things.

And Ayanokouji didn't offend him.

Miss Zhongyuan was puzzled, but these were not important, since Ayanokouji was doing a task, she just had to pretend not to know her.

After making up her mind, Miss Zhongyuan turned around, pinched the handle of the coffee cup, and was about to take another sip

"clatter."

"clatter."

There were a lot of people in the store, and all kinds of noisy and frolicking voices kept coming, but Zhong Yuanzhong still keenly heard the sound of footsteps stopping beside her, and she saw a pair of white single shoes in the range that she could see out of the corner of her eye. The ankles are exposed, and the slightly protruding knuckles are unexpectedly sexy.

"Miss Zhongyuan, we meet again."

Nakahara Nakaya's eyes slowly moved up from the opponent's ankles, from the opponent's slender legs, up to the thin and blurred waistline, wearing a shirt and waistcoat upper body, adjusted to the opponent's lack of extra emotion, and his eyes were dull and boring on the face.

"........."

Ayanokōji, what is your situation? When you are doing a mission, you should concentrate on taking down the mission target and say hello to her.

"Hello," Nakahara Chuya took up the posture of the gangster's upper class, nodded aloofly and indifferently, and glanced past Ling Xiaolu: "Since I'm busy, there's no need to deliberately say hello."

Nakahara Chu also deliberately showed indifference, pretending to be Ayanokouji saying hello to his superiors, trying to remind Ayanokouji what he is doing now.

It's a pity that there seems to be something wrong with the other party's signal receiver.

"Unfortunately," Ayanokōji Kiyotaka stood in the aisle, his straight back and tall figure gave him a cool demeanor, and his light-colored pupils were reflected brightly by the sunlight. "I saw Miss Zhongyuan, so I came here on purpose."

"?????"

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka, don't you do everything you can to win? What do you mean by dismantling yourself?

Miss Zhongyuan was stunned. A while ago, Ling Xiaolu still vividly remembered the appearance of the inevitable victory. Why did she seem to have changed her personality at this moment?

Could it be that this is a deliberate show of interest in other girls, arousing the exclusive desire of the task target, and playing hard to get?

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka's eyes moved away from Nakahara Nakaya and fell on Lanbo and Ranpo, the calm and light-colored pupils deepened. "Has Miss Zhongyuan found a new target?"

Hey, don't say that she seems to have abandoned her from beginning to end, your mission goal is still there!

"Wait a minute." Zhong Ye shook his hands in shock, the liquid in the coffee cup almost spilled out and spilled on her body.She simply put the coffee cup on the table: "Ayanokōji, I have no affair with you!"

Don't hurt me!

Don't drag her into the water if she is interested in you in order to make the mission goal unwilling! !

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka looked at Zhongya quietly. Her loose dark orange hair fell on her thin shoulders, making Zhongye's face bright and moist. Her slightly parted red lips were slightly parted, and pointed canine teeth could be vaguely seen. His eyes widened slightly, with a lovely expression of being frightened by him.

"When you want me to say nasty words, when you grab my sleeve and tremble all over," Ling Xiaolu pressed her white fingers on the edge of the table, bent down in front of everyone, and whispered in Zhongya's ear. road:

"That's not what he said."