Goujin has something to say

Fukagawa Kirei remained extremely vigilant, the sudden tense nerves made his brain ache.

She has known Osamu Dazai for several years, and she knew from the very beginning that he was her own kind, and she could vaguely guess what he wanted to do.

Fukagawa Kirei tried to speak, blocking his speech ahead of time: "Shall we go?"

The suppressed malice suddenly disappeared at a certain moment, and the black-haired boy blinked his eyes, seeming to change his mind.

He took a few steps forward.

Fukagawa Kirei met Dazai Osamu's gaze, and the short black-haired boy shifted his gaze to the conjurer lightly.

The young man's appearance was harmless in itself, and he bent his eyes at this moment, looking extremely friendly: "Isn't this the sorcerer that Kirei-chan keeps mentioning? It's called... Goumaki-kun, right?"

Fukagawa Kirei took a step forward to block it, her body was still tense, and she made a "don't talk nonsense, let's go" expression towards Osamu Dazai at an angle that the dog curly spine couldn't see.

The atmosphere was a bit weird for a while, the driver of the port mafia looked over, the big god fought the kid and suffered - so he chose to escape.

Goujuji knew Dazai Osamu, and had a relationship with him when he was on a business trip to Yokohama.If memory serves me correctly, at that time the port mafia boy had subtle hostility towards him.

But the relationship between Fukagawa Kirei and him should be very good.

The dog curly moved the hand held by Fukagawa Kirei, and the pulling of the clothes attracted Fukagawa Kirei's attention. When she turned her head, the spell master asked softly, "Salmon roe?"

Fukagawa Kirei: "...It doesn't matter, Inumaki-kun go back first, I will arrange the rest myself."

It's a pity that Osamu Dazai is not a person who can look at others at all. To a certain extent, he is still the kind of existence of "the more you tell me not to say it, the more I want to say it".

Osamu Dazai tilted his head: "I thought Kirei-chan was completely rejected by Gomaki-kun, after all, Chuya said that you cried for a long time on the phone—I heard that your eyes were swollen from crying... Ah, and you have a cold , how pitiful. Even so, do you want to continue to follow Inumaki-kun?"

Having been publicly exposed, Fukagawa Kirei felt that his hair would explode, and he was afraid that Osamu Dazai would stop talking too much in the next second.

The dog curled his eyes slightly wide, just in time to meet Kamifukagawa Kirei's slightly flustered gaze.

Did she cry a lot that night?

On the day she went to the playground, she was dressed very cutely, and it was indeed a little thinner. At night, the two of them had their own concerns, and the dog curly thorn was only delivered to the door.

Dog Curly Thorn logically deduced that Fukagawa Kirei stood outside blowing the wind for a long time after being silently rejected.

The boy was a little annoyed. In order to avoid thinking about it all the time, he didn't look at LINE. He should have watched her enter the house.

The dog curly spine whispered: "Dried bonito."

Fukagawa Kirei was about to cry: "Koumaki-kun don't need to apologize to me!!"

She reacts a little to anything related to [sorry], and never wants to hear it in the mouth of a dog roll if possible.

"After all, I was rejected by Inumaki-kun on my birthday." Dazai Osamu continued to stab the knife, smiling: "Besides, do you realize that you still add honorifics to the end of the address? The honorifics were removed."

Fukagawa Kirei: That's because I think you have nothing to respect.

The dog curly thorn pursed his lips.

It was not an illusion, the port mafia boy in front of him was indeed deliberately showing to him that he was familiar with Fukagawa Kirei, and made the spell master clearly feel unhappy.

——Worse than the previous unhappiness.

"And—" the young man prolonged his voice: "Wasn't it very dangerous yesterday? If you were targeted by the curse master."

He seemed to be talking to Fukagawa Kirei, but he was actually reminding Goujuji.

See, here is the danger you put her in.

Fukagawa Kirei let go of the hand that was holding the dog, and wrinkled his nose: "I'm fine!"

Osamu Dazai approached, put his hands on her shoulders, and took her a step closer to him.

"Dougaki-kun." Those iris-colored eyes flickered maliciously: "My supernatural ability is to nullify other people's abilities~ If you want to talk to Kirei-chan, I can help you—"

Fukagawa Kirei raised his foot to step on his shoes, and suppressed his voice: "What are you doing?!"

Osamu Dazai met the eyes of the spellcaster: "Otherwise, if he refuses, this guy will treat it as if he didn't understand, and he won't give up so easily."

Fukagawa Kirei swiftly took his hands off his shoulders and dragged him towards the car: "Dazai!! Let's go!!"

While twisting Osamu Dazai's arm, she turned her head to Gou Makiji and said, "Sorry Gou Maki-kun, his brain is not very good, I hope you don't get angry."

Dog curly spine: ...

The dog curly spine shook his head, indicating that he was not angry.

Fukagawa Kirei forced a smile: "Then I'll go first, I'm sorry to trouble Gomaki-kun yesterday!"

Fukagawa Kirei stuffed Dazai Osamu into the back seat of the car, Dazai Osamu half pushed, and slowly sat down on the seat, watching Fukagawa Kirei rush up, and quickly closed the car door.

"Osamu Dazai!" She patted the seat between the two angrily: "Do you hate me?"

The car was covered with film, so the inside could not be seen from the outside, Fukagawa Kirei almost grabbed Osamu Dazai by the neck and shook him.

The driver in the front seat saw that the car door was closed, and without saying a word, he silently acted as a qualified driving tool, looked at the road ahead, and stepped on the accelerator.

Curlythorn the dog stood there for a while.

The spell master put his hands in his pockets and stared down at the ground in front of him. His figure was slightly thinner than the people around him, but he should have a lot of muscles.

The morning sun shone on him, casting a beautiful golden radiance on his short, light-colored hair.

Fukagawa Kirei is a member of the port mafia.

The mafia is always in danger, sometimes even from people close to it.

Gou Makiji clearly knew that Fukagawa Kirei was not necessarily as pure as he appeared on the surface, but he didn't care about it in essence.

Everyone has their own secrets.The boy couldn't help convincing himself like this.She is close to me only because of [like], I should respond to such like.

If the matter of the cursed master can be resolved.

It doesn't matter if you have a slightly better relationship with her, right?

……

On the black car, Osamu Dazai folded his arms and sighed in regret.

Both Fukagawa Kirei and Komakiji had to attack from both sides, and it would take a little more effort to completely break them apart.

The conjurer has a special status and cannot be removed by physical means, otherwise it would only take a few minutes to hand it over to Zhong Yuanzhong.

Osamu Dazai's gaze fell on the rearview mirror, and within his field of vision, the figure of the spellcaster became smaller and smaller until it disappeared.

He quietly turned his gaze back, moved the bandage on his face casually, and turned his head to bear Fukagawa Kirei's continuous venting of anger.

"So, why do you know I'm here!!"

"Because Mr. Mori also has eyeliner in the conjurer." Osamu Dazai blinked and rescued the game console in the middle: "Don't you know his style very well?"

Fukagawa Kirei: "I didn't ask this!! How did Mr. Mori know that I was catching the Curse Master!"

Dazai narrowed his eyes.

"Maybe it's because Kirei-chan is more important, so everyone pays attention to you, and the leader of Pengo Lie specifically expressed his concern." Osamu Dazai pressed the button of the game console.

When Fukagawa Kirei mentioned this, the dominance was about to be switched: "Sister Hongye and Chuya were very angry when they found out."

Fukagawa Kirei thought of the bloody storm he was about to face as a reflex.

Those two were really kind to me, even when they were fierce, they were really fierce.

Osamu Dazai lowered his head, arched his back slightly, and manipulated the characters on the game console casually: "But let's not mention this~ Mr. Mori has a very important thing for you to come back this time, let me tell you here in advance .”

Fukagawa Kirei instantly thought that Mori Ogai needed military assistance: "Didn't you already get the right to use the port before? What else is Mr. Mori planning to do?"

After all, for her, Yokohama like this is already a very good place.

Osamu Dazai replied casually: "The current port mafia is very short of money. Even if they have the right to use it, it is useless."

Fukagawa Kirei raised his hand, expressionlessly pulled his bandage and pulled it to the side fiercely. Osamu Dazai swiped his hand, and the game villain he was manipulating fell into the water happily, and a huge monster appeared on the screen again. [GAME OVER].

"Don't be mean to me, just speak directly."

Osamu Dazai reluctantly took off the bandage that she had licked for a while, revealing the forehead that had been covered all along.

"A guy who is internationally known as a collector arrived in Yokohama with a treasure trove, as well as some government matters." He narrowed his eyes, patiently smoothed out the bandages, and tied them again: "In short, there is a big You and Chuya need to fight over the property of the pen~"

Fukagawa Kirei was heartbroken: "...are we so short of money that we want to grab it?"

Osamu Dazai was rarely silent: "Isn't it always like this?"

Fukagawa Kirei thought about Vongola's base stationed in Tokyo, and then thought about the port mafia's base, and a sharp contrast appeared instantly.

The gap is too strong, and I suddenly feel that it’s okay to grab it.

"By the way, almost all organizations will participate in the melee, because the former leader has many enemies, and most of them are Kirei-chan's old friends."

Fukagawa Kirei corrected: "The defeated general who has been beaten up."

Fukagawa Kirei raised another question mark: "Then we started with a mess and a bunch of hostile camps?"

Osamu Dazai: "That's right, the early vision is good, you have the potential to play games with me."

The driver in the front seat was hesitant to speak, and one of the two members of the port mafia behind him was a famous killer before the current leader took office, and the other was expected to become the youngest cadre.

They talked lightly and jokingly about what was happening in Yokohama.

Drivers wouldn't even want to go back to that place if they were allowed to.

Right now Yokohama is in the midst of chaos, with corpses strewn all over the fields and rivers of blood flowing, it is simply a purgatory on earth.

The high-speed intersection ahead was blocked by fog. Osamu Dazai had seen such a scene when he came out, and he briefly explained that this is a special ability for people with special abilities.

"When encountering the fog, the supernatural power will separate from people until it kills you." The young man said briefly: "But it doesn't matter. After all, I am here, and not all places have these fogs."

Fukagawa Kirei blinked: "In that case, let's solve it quickly, my vacation is not that long."

Osamu Dazai threw the game console into the back seat of the car, and relaxed with his legs crossed: "The speed of the resolution mainly depends on you and Chuya."

The car slowly drove into the border of Yokohama.

However, what Fukagawa Kirei did not expect was that she returned to Yokohama this time...

…for a full 88 days.

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