Boss vest is omnipotent

"... Delivery?" Atsushi Nakajima repeated his words dully.

"Didn't I just say it, it turns out that Atsushi-kun never believed me, it really hurts my heart." "Osamu Dazai" in black took out a handkerchief from nowhere and wiped it lightly. Tears in the corners of my eyes.

The clean corners of the eyes wiped away the loneliness.

Atsushi Nakajima really wanted to complain, but he felt that if he said it, he would lose.Maybe it was because of the other person's appearance, but he still felt that this person was Dazai Osamu, and his bad personality was exactly the same.

His eyes drifted unconsciously to Mr. Dazai of their Armed Detective Agency, with a smile on his face as if nothing happened at all.

"Can I see Mr. Edogawa? I haven't paid yet." "Dazai" asked in a drawn out voice, he took two steps towards the inside, and was stopped by a man in a sand-colored windbreaker .

The young man with the same appearance as him, but with a fresher and gentler overall tone stretched out his hand, "Why don't you let me pass it on for you."

Dazai-kun in the Armed Detective Agency... Tokieda Chisato is a little distracted, he has known Dazai for a long time, and he has never thought of such a path.

That Dazai came to the Armed Detective Agency, playing and chatting with his friends, looking at ease.And in that world, at least during the time he spent with Osamu Dazai, he hardly ever saw that man smile.

A genuine, heartfelt smile.

Fake smiles used to perfuse the world are very common, and even such smiles are rare after getting acquainted with him.

"It hasn't disappeared yet." Thinking of the past, he sighed.

"Will you die if you see another self?" Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows, and instantly understood what he meant.

"Yeah." "Dazai" looked at the young man opposite.

Looking at it this way, it is easy to see the difference between them. No matter from which angle you look at it, Osamu Dazai on the opposite side is more refreshing than him.

These two people said a few words in a cloud like a riddle, like old friends who have known each other for a long time, but I don't know if it is his own illusion, Atsushi Nakajima thinks that they don't seem to like each other very much.

"Oh, have you arrived yet?" Mr. Detective poked his head out from the door and saw Chieda Chisho standing not far away.

Edogawa looked him up and down randomly, then asked, "Is it mine?"

"It's Mr. Edogawa. The meal you ordered has arrived. If you like it, please give us a five-star review." "Dazai" rolled his eyes, and passed the bag in his hand with both hands.

"Wait...!" Kunikida Doppo was worried about the "Dazai Osamu" who had just appeared, and when he saw that he was about to touch Edogawa Ranpo, he finally couldn't help but wanted to stop him.

Edogawa Ranpo took the bag without seeing it, opened it for a look, and said, "Akiko said this store is good, and ordered it for me. I still have to personally... hello."

His voice suddenly turned cold, and Kunikida Doppo and Nakajima Atsushi looked at each other, wondering if Ranpo-san had discovered something.

"This is not something from your family." Edogawa Ranpo opened his eyes, revealing green eyes, and looked at this man.

Mr. Detective, who often squinted his eyes, suddenly became serious, and he was still very imposing. However, the young man who looked exactly like their members on the opposite side didn't notice it, showed a flustered smile, and nodded.

"We just opened, and there is nothing." The young man dressed like a mafia said confidently, "And I have already run errands myself, is there any dissatisfaction?"

Edogawa Ranpo didn't like this, puffed up his face and said to him, "Sure enough, the Mafia is very annoying."

After finishing speaking, he walked away angrily, as if he knew that there would be no result if he continued to entangle.

Atsushi Nakajima suddenly turned his head to look at him, at first he couldn't believe it, but when he met the young man's dark eyes, he felt it was imaginable.

If Mr. Dazai is now a member of the mafia, it should be like this.

"Oh, it's not good to say that." The young man in black showed a naive smile, walked briskly around behind Atsushi Nakajima, and patted him on the shoulder, "Excluding me, there are at least two mafia here .”

"...You, what do you mean?" Nakajima Atsushi didn't dare to move, looking at him out of the corner of his eyes, always feeling that the other party would say something he didn't like very much.

"Well, you are my guerrilla captain, Dunjun." The young man with one eye bandaged laughed, "I'm super—I like you."

"Wait a minute, sir." Osamu Dazai walked in front of him, reached out and grabbed the wrist of the man who fell on Atsushi Nakajima's shoulder, with a slight smile in his voice, "This is my subordinate, and I also very much Take him seriously."

"A nuisance of the Armed Detective Agency, it is enough to have Akutagawa as his subordinate, don't fight me." The young man's eyes fell on his wrist, and he broke free gently.

Osamu Dazai probably didn't have the intention to grab him, so he let go of his hand, but unexpectedly, he was held back by the young man in black.

"Not only do you need to confirm, but I also need to confirm whether you are a supernatural person sent by a hostile organization to target the leader of the port mafia."

Holding Dazai Osamu's hand, "No Human Qualification" came into effect automatically.

Nothing happened.

Originally, "Disqualification in the World" was a supernatural power that nullified supernatural powers. It couldn't be used for combat, and it had to be activated by touching the opponent.Touching Osamu Dazai who also has this ability, the abilities of both parties are nullified.

Nothing happened, except Shizhi Qiansheng's head suddenly hurt violently, and some fragmented memories entered his mind.

He let go of his hand first, without any change in expression, "I'm not interested in holding hands with men."

Osamu Dazai: "What a coincidence, neither do I."

Osamu Dazai exhaled lightly, and looked at the "self" who was wearing black clothes on the opposite side. Although he could feel that this person was trying his best to show a cheerful appearance, there was still a sense of gloom that couldn't be resolved, and there was a dead silence in his eyes , half lost.

But just now, Osamu Dazai noticed that the young man pursed his lower lip imperceptibly.

"I thought there would be something special, it's really boring." "Osamu Dazai" covered his mouth and yawned slightly. The corridor wall was just painted this summer, and the bright color made him blink. "And I actually use the rare rest time to come here, it's too extravagant..."

"It's not a supernatural power, then it's me." Osamu Dazai interrupted him, "Parallel world?"

"The parallel world is obviously a paradox. Since I appear here, it is only natural for you to integrate with me." The young man in black looked at him with his head tilted, and the corner of his mouth curled down, "However, the guy who betrayed the port, I'm not interested either."

"Oh, are you serious?"

The two looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

"Of course it's fake. In my dreams, I want to throw away these jobs and fall into hell."

"Actually, this is also my dream, but Kunikida is too harsh, and I live very hard every day."

"It's the same in Zhongya. All risks are blocked, and even the food must be tasted first."

The two happily communicated about the difficulties at work, although it can be seen from the words that most of the difficulties are caused by themselves.The fastest way for contemporary social animals to get in touch is to complain about colleagues and bosses, but one of them is the boss himself, and the boss of the other has nothing to complain about, and the objects of humiliation become the colleagues around them.

"Wait, Dazai! What do you mean by that?" One of his colleagues, Kunikida Doppo, was on the scene, but he was in no mood to scold Dazai at this moment, and more importantly, he wanted to know, "Who the hell is he? And the leader of the port mafia just mentioned..."

"It's me." The young man readily agreed. He held his chin with one hand, pondered for a moment, and added with a smile, "Now he should be the leader of the previous generation."

"Varied……"

"You are so fierce, why not be more gentle with me." "Osamu Dazai" smiled with his eyes bent, he put his hands behind his back and took two steps, "I don't know what to do, you can treat me as..."

He said without abruptness, "Think of me as one of you, I really want to join the Armed Detective Agency."

Seeing the instantly vigilant expressions of several people present, Chieda Chisei did not hide his intention - he wanted to have a more reasonable reason to contact Osamu Dazai here.

When he borrows someone else's identity, he will also receive the other person's memory.Originally, he thought he had obtained all of Dazai's memories and emotions, but when he just came into contact with Dazai Osamu of the Armed Detective Agency, more things entered his mind.

There were only a few, but if that was the reason, he probably knew why Dazai wanted to kill himself.

It's not that they can use more roundabout and tactful methods to make them accept themselves actively. He can think of [-] such schemes in a second, but it's not necessary.And based on his understanding of Osamu Dazai, it would be easier for him to accept weird behavior.

To put it simply, if he used tricks to approach them, it would be easier to attract Osamu Dazai's attention. Coupled with the similarity in their thinking, there is a great possibility that nothing will be accomplished in the end.And it is easier to get the result he expects by showing that he has something to do.

The other self who suddenly appeared and claimed to be the leader of the port is an existence that must be guarded from any angle.Because he didn't know his purpose, he had to jump in even if he knew it was a trap.

"Leave me alone." He slowly stretched out a finger and put it on his lips, his voice was slightly lower, "I can do anything."