Yokohama Script Team

"Where are you going tonight?"

"You can go to the temple to play!"

"Temple? Go to listen to the bell? Going to bed at midnight will not grow taller, so I don't want it."

One person said a word, Edogawa Ranpo and Nakahara Nakaya went to see the out-of-group Dazai Osamu, Dazai Osamu drank the milk with an indifferent face, and looked back with confidence.

Nakahara also glanced at Osamu Dazai's two glasses of milk.

"What's the matter? You drink two glasses of milk every day and you're taller than me."

"The little orange cat is the little orange cat. You are two months older than me but the same height as me. Sure enough, you have no brains to say such a thing."

"Tai, Zai, Zhi!"

"Eh? Angry? Am I not telling the truth?"

Nakahara Chuya's face was horrified, Fukuzawa Yukichi put down the bowl, and unconsciously held his palm on his waist, not touching the knife with him, Lantang looked at the two of them, Edogawa Ranpo was fighting with sweets, Makino Chihime Holding tea and smiling.

In the next second, Osamu Dazai's words dragged Chihime Makino into the water.

"Think about it, why Makino is taller than you."

Zhong Yuanzhong also wanted to beat him.

"Are you talking about it?"

Osamu Dazai said sympathetically, "Of course it's because you are malnourished and sleep upside down, while Makino has sufficient nutrition, regular work and rest, and has successfully grown taller."

Radium Bowl Street is short of supplies, dangerous regardless of day or night, sleeping upside down is normal, and the fact that there are quite a few tall people - the little orange cat would not have thought of that!

Zhong Yuanzhong also hesitated: "Really?"

Osamu Dazai was unwavering: "Of course it is true!"

Intuition and experience told Nakahara Nakaya Dazai’s words were not credible, but the temptation to grow taller knocked him down, even if it was fake... Wait, Dazai Osamu won’t touch milk, right?

The Central Plains generals are also skeptical.

Recall the history of those who were pitted.

Ever since Osamu Dazai came into the family, Zhongyuan Zhong has been tricked a lot.From deliberately provoking Chuya Nakahara to get angry, to deliberately pointing Nakahara Chuya to the farthest way when he was entrusted, there is nothing Osamu Dazai can't do.

It is impossible to completely forget that Osamu Dazai used to be as malnourished as he was.

Zhongyuan Zhong also ran to fetch milk.

[It's so deceiving. 】

Dazai was happy.

Huyou Zhongyuan Zhongye succeeded in adding milk to meals√

Don't always drink milk by yourself, the little orange cat looks at it with disgusting eyes, be careful not to grow taller in the future and be laughed at severely.

Edogawa Ranpo glanced at the kimono Dazai Osamu, Dazai Osamu did not hide his thoughts at all.

"It's you who are too dark."

"You can stop me."

The problem is, in the struggle between Nakahara Chuya and Dazai Osamu, Edogawa Ranpo, who always favored Nakahara Chuya, actually just watched Dazai Osamu Nakahara Nakaya's daily routine and didn't say anything?

Weird!

Osamu Dazai remained calm and raised his vigilance.

Edogawa Ranpo secretly thought, "Sure enough, it's more cunning than the little orange cat", and without saying anything, he left the dining chair, straightened his detective hat, and said in a young boy's voice full of energy:

"Muye, Mr. Lantang, uncle, leave him alone, let's go out and play!"

Detective boy does not change his attire in the New Year, with a detective hat and a small cape of the same color, full of liveliness.

Perhaps for Edogawa Ranpo, the detective suit is the most solemn clothing, and it is also the most everyday clothing, just like Dazai Osamu's love for bandages.

——So why did you dismantle my main body?

Osamu Dazai seemed to have two big characters in front of his eyes: double standards!

It is strange to say that Yokohama, which is known as an uninhabitable city, has temples.

When Osamu Dazai made the above remarks for the first time, Nakahara Nakahara on Raihachi Street nodded in agreement. I have never heard of Yokohama having temples and shrines, but if you are in Raihachi Street, it is normal that you have never heard of festivals held by citizens, right?

"There are many festivals in Yokohama."

Fukuzawa Yukichi said.

The reliable Silver Wolf Swordsman looked at the people around him and shook his head in his heart.These people who either came to Yokohama from other places or didn't pay attention to festivals and celebrations didn't know as much as themselves.

They entered with the flow of people outside the monastery.

Fukuzawa Yukichi slowly said: "Although there are many underworld organizations in Yokohama, they can't stop the development of the celebration. After all, the members of the underworld organizations are also human beings."

Osamu Dazai raised his hand: "Does that mean Yokohama is very dangerous on weekdays?"

Fukuzawa Yukichi looked at Osamu Dazai seriously, and Osamu Dazai had a slightly excited face. Fukuzawa Yukichi said, "Dazai, Chuya, and Ranpo, the three of you are together, and Yokohama is not in danger to you."

Edogawa Ranpo: "Ranpo-sama is the smartest person in the world!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also has the same proud face.

He is not afraid either.

Osamu Dazai asked again: "Mr. Fukuzawa, you seem to have ruled out Makino?"

Chihime Makino came to answer this question.

"There is no one in Yokohama who threatens me."

Makino Chihime, holding a folding fan, looked at Osamu Dazai and smiled slightly.The two looked like the same style of kimono put together, it looked like a sibling's parent-child outfit, Makino Chihime softened her face for this fact.

Osamu Dazai puffed his cheeks.

My IQ is not as good as Luanbu's, and my force is not as good as others... Is this family a professional shelter for geniuses?

Osamu Dazai, who was only ten years old——

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Fukuzawa Yukichi continued to explain the customs he knew, but Fukuzawa Yukichi didn't know much, so he quickly lost the topic.

The three boys gathered together and muttered.

At a certain moment, the voice of the crowd was unified, shouting the countdown to the new year. At this moment, the city of Yokohama seemed to be alive.

"Boom-thump-"

The New Year's Eve bell rang again and again, and the crowd became excited.

People touch people, people squeeze people.

Chihime Makino never thought that there were so many people in Yokohama.

So, it's understandable to turn around and find that the family has been dispersed by the crowd, right?

"..."

The girl in the black luxurious kimono was dazed in the crowd for a second, and after a while, a faint smile appeared on her face, and she shuttled through the crowd in one direction, and soon she couldn't even see the corner of her clothes.

The people watching from a distance covered their hearts.

"Hey, Alice-chan."

It was rare for this underground doctor on Radium Bowl Street to not be wearing a white coat. His eyes were bright and he knelt down to hold the blond girl on the shoulders, his face flushed and happy.

"There was a very beautiful girl in that direction just now, but it's a pity that I just took a look and then slipped away. What a pity! What a pity!"

At the end, there were two consecutive exclamations. The blonde girl Alice glanced at him and snorted coldly with her arms folded.

"Why, does Lin Taro still want to learn how to disappear quickly?"

"When you meet Rin Taro, you should run away!"

Mori Ogai stared at his injured Alice with a shocked expression on his face. Not only did Alice not feel bad, but she also said happily, "Oh, Rintaro, is he going to cry? Cry now! Cry now!"

"Alice sauce~"

Alice snorted, "Maybe he's over 12 years old."

"No." Mori Ogai cupped his face, "I guarantee from my professional perspective, that girl is definitely only ten years old, ah~ she is only ten years old~"

"Big metamorphosis!"

Alice glanced at him strangely, stomped and ran away.

"Big pervert Rintaro! Play with yourself! Don't chase me!"

"Is Alice-chan jealous~"

Mori Ogai smiled lowly, and the 28-year-old man who stood up casually swept around, and the people next to him looked at Mori Ogai with perverted eyes, avoiding this strange person from a distance.

Soon, a small open space formed here.

The running blond girl was scurrying around in the crowd, and it was possible to bump into someone in a disorganized way of walking. When Alice realized that she was about to collide with the boy, she stopped urgently, and fortunately she just brushed past it lightly.

The next moment, the blond girl's cry sounded in Mori Ogai's mind.

Osamu Dazai looked at the air curiously.

"Did someone run over just now?"

In the same black kimono, Osamu Dazai, who would be recognized as a family with Makino Chihime, smiled happily.

"Eh? Is it the same supernatural body as Qianjun?"

"Uncle over there?"

Mori Ogai couldn't hold back his smile, looking at the child standing in the corner across the crowd, the other party's eyes were slightly curved, and his kite eyes were full of malice.

—Whose child is this? !

"It's my little black mud monster."

Seeing this scene through the vision of the entire temple, and reading the collapse from Mori Ogai's expression, Chihime Makino smiled and relaxed his focus on Osamu Dazai.

Makino Chihime believed in Osamu Dazai, and the other party was stimulated by the chaotic steps, and made rapid progress within a few months.

Mori Ogai, who is not the leader of the mafia that has not entered the port.

It must not be Osamu Dazai who suffers.

Makino Chihime walked towards her task point tonight, wearing a kimono, she acted a little slow, so Makino Chihime was not in a hurry, so she walked on the road like this, Makino Chihime was not new to such complicated attire as a kimono.

"In the past, the one who presided over the family ceremony was 'Qian Muye'."

"At that time, the sacrificial crown clothes were more complicated than the twelve orders, and 'Qian Muye' never failed to do the best."

Qianjun appeared on the side behind Makino Qianji, and followed half a step away after listening to the person in front of him leisurely talking about the past.

How could Makino Qianji not know about Qianjun's movements.

"I don't really want to go back, I just miss it."

Qianjun bowed his head and said, "Me too."

"Really, say 'me too'." Makino Chihime sighed: "You are me."

Qianjun hummed lightly: "I am you, and you are me."

"Mr. Qian."

Makino Qianji called him softly, Qianjun bent down and called her name: "Qianji."

"It's been a long time since I heard you call me that."

Makino Qianji had a smile on her lips at the end of the bell, her jade eyes shone slightly at night, facing Qianjun's identical eyes, Qianjun stretched out his palm upwards, as if accepting something.

He said softly, "This won't be the last time."

"Obviously I'm no longer in "Thousand Clans" and even changed my name, I still can't escape that name."

Makino Qianji closed her eyes half-sighing, stretched her palm down to meet Qianjun's.

Qianjun turned into particles and disappeared.

In the body, the missing part was completed by the returning Qianjun.

……

Qian Muye.

Non-native creatures are people from another world.

Makino Chihime's power was not a supernatural power at first, but was changed to adapt to the power system of this world.

For example, the ability to manipulate matter becomes the ability "I am him".

For example, Qianjun became a manifested supernatural body.

Qiankun is the half body of Chihime Makino, something separated from Chihime Makino, representing a part of "self".

Is it Qianji or Qianjun?

Actually both.