Mr. Dazai from Class E of the third year

"What you want..." A deliberately low voice sounded in Dazai's ear.

Dazai's expression remained unchanged, and he brushed past that person as if nothing had happened.

Regardless of the shock of the people behind him because of the lost things, Dazai casually twirled the cards in his pocket, and followed the students in front with easy steps.

It is indeed a very high-level intelligence dealer, but it is still inferior to Dazai Osamu who established the port mafia intelligence system single-handedly, but at present he can only make do with it.

It's not that Dazai doesn't have money to buy the information he needs, but firstly, it's easy to leave traces, and secondly... don't you think this is very interesting?

He is a poor ordinary teacher who can only live on government salary.

So far, all the additional tasks to go to Kyoto have been completed, so let's do something interesting in the remaining time.

For example, go to Zhongye's wine cellar and walk along a few bottles to improve your life.

Thinking about how to persecute his former partner, he walked towards the quiet place naturally.

"Say, Miss, what can I do for you? If it's for love, I'll be happy." Dazai said with his back to the alley, with a slight smile.

"Did you find out? Yes, after all, it's the double black, but when." The black-haired woman walked out calmly.

"Don't look at me like this. I was very impressed with the beautiful lady. I was a little confused when I met you at the station. I didn't expect you to show up for the second time. You are too confident."

"Let me guess, the accent of Kyoto...and knowing my identity, um, it can't be the remnants of the first mission that year! Ah, it's really surprising that I survived from Nakaya's hands, super Awesome, Miss." The man's smile was sweeter and more innocent than that in front of the students, but at the same time, the bottomless darkness surged silently in the iris-colored eyes.

"That's it! It's you! I will never forget the scene at that time. The orange-haired demon destroyed my home in an instant with black and red ominous power. What's even more frightening is that pair of There is nothing in Wubo's kite eyes. I won't admit it." The black-haired woman's expression became ferocious.

"A man like you, who stinks from the inside out, is trying to live a peaceful life? It's ridiculous! This will only let tranquility corrode your sharpness. Thanks to your weakness, I finally have the confidence to face the nightmare of the past." The woman laughed foolishly, as if she had fallen into a dream about the future.

For women, Osamu Dazai is just a brain powerist, out of the protection of his partner, he is completely at the mercy of others.

How stupid to run away out of fear, and now try to bully [weak], despicable humans out of false hope.

She is not a high-sounding revenge, but just to vent her anxiety.

Dazai curled his lips in boredom. He thought it was a good drama, but he didn't expect to see such a disgusting thing.

In that case, he wouldn't accept dying.

He dreamed of committing suicide vigorously and refreshingly, how could he die at the hands of such a woman who smelled like mud.

Ahhh, I'm a little tired. At this time, Mr. Sha should be on the way to save Kanzaki-san. What should we do?

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