After lunch, at two or three o'clock in the afternoon, the dessert shop officially opened, and there were not many customers during this time.

Osamu Dazai hadn't left yet, he sat on the stool boneless, leaned his head on the bar, stared at the ice cubes in the glass, and talked to Fuyukawa Yuki one after another, "Xing, so in the future there will be What plan?"

The voice was lazy, as if he hadn't woken up, "You haven't noticed the leader's intentions, have you?"

"Let's take one step at a time." She added beer to Dazai's glass, which was about to bottom out, and her expression was calm when she spoke, as if she was not worried about this matter.

Osamu Dazai gave a soft "tsk", "It's really an unsurprising answer."

"I said, can't you be a little bit more principled? The other side can make you go back to Mafia willingly by playing tricks." Osamu Dazai rubbed his forehead, feeling a little annoyed. If he were the leader, he would definitely not Let go of Xing Xing, a supernatural being with high utility value and quite easy to handle.

"What does it mean to be principled?" Some of her soft words came into Osamu Dazai's words, "If someone falls down in front of me, I can't do nothing, it's not so much that I have no principles What, I'm actually just following my heart."

"So, do you know what they say about you behind your back?" Osamu Dazai said in an unusually cold tone, "A bad guy who doesn't fit in with Mafia."

"I've heard about it."

"Don't you care at all?"

"How is it possible?" She retorted softly, and after a short silence, she smiled, "Aren't those idiots better than a lesson in the end?" It feels really good to vent your anger.

"Although I'm a bad person, if the bad person refuses to heal them, they can't do anything about me." She didn't treat all the supernatural beings in need of treatment equally.

Osamu Dazai's eyes flickered for a moment, recalling some bloody and cruel scenes, he paused, and then spoke in a drawn-out voice, "So you just got the price of losing your limbs."

Fortunately, as a person with pure healing abilities, she was kidnapped by a person with supernatural powers and asked her to heal a heinous criminal. She, who has always been soft and talkative, refused this request as punishment for refusing treatment. Properly broke off her limbs.

"If you can't treat it, your hands and feet are completely useless."

The words that came out of the monitor that day, as well as the suppressed sobs, still shake Osamu Dazai's soul.

If Yosano Akiko was not there, Xing would not be able to survive at that time... Her ability can only heal others, but it has no effect on herself.

"Hey—" she imitated Osamu Dazai's tone, and was still in the mood to joke: "Isn't this kind of thing very common in Mafia?"

"Don't you think you're the same kind of people as those rough guys who resist beating?" Osamu Dazai's eyes fell on her soft fingertips, and he said while clutching his chest in pain, "Instead of seeing you die in front of me again, Why don't you go die with me now~"

When Osamu Dazai said this, there was a "ding" sound from the oven, and it was time for the biscuits baked by Yuki Fuyukawa, she turned her back to Osamu Dazai, the hot biscuits gave off a sweet smell, and the smile on her face became even stronger. He softened a bit, and replied: "Dazai, I completely respect your wishes."

"But I really love this world very much."

Her words wafted into Osamu Dazai's ears together with the smell of the freshly baked biscuits. Behind him, Dazai blinked in confusion, but soon returned to his usual hippie smile, and asked capriciously: "Is the freshly baked biscuit I Take the first bite!"

"Okay!" She agreed quickly, not just this time, as in her memory, she seemed to have never refused her willful and unimaginable requests.

After eating a small plate of biscuits, Osamu Dazai, who couldn't be idle, started to talk again. He suddenly proposed with great interest, "Why don't you go back to Butei with me, it's better than Mafia."

"Then Miss Yu Xieye doesn't think I'm competing with her for a job?" She said in a joking tone.

"Not at all!" Osamu Dazai writhed on the stool, looking at Fuyukawa Yuki with bright eyes.

"Osamu Dazai!" Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who heard that Osamu Dazai was going to poach a corner, slapped Osamu Dazai's head on the cold counter, and said with a smile on his face, "Oh, I just left for a while. Xiaohui, you started talking nonsense in front of my master again!"

"Pain~pain~" Osamu Dazai cast his eyes on Yuki Fuyukawa, his handsome face wrinkled into a ball, looking pitiful, "Mr. Tsurumaru is too hard on his hands."

"Tsurumaru, let go of your hands first."

"Scared!" Tsurumaru felt that he had no strength at all.

"Ah! It hurts!" A young man made a more exaggerated voice.

Did Osamu Dazai take some kind of human green tea training class?However, as a fast-moving sword, Tsurumaru Kuninaga learns and uses it flexibly, "Master, I don't use any strength at all. On the contrary, this guy has thick skin and thick flesh, and his hands are red."

"..." Fuyukawa pressed his forehead and continued to work on the work in hand, not wanting to talk to the two actors.

After the two saw that they could not get Fuyukawa Yuki's attention, they gradually subsided. As time passed, the number of guests in the dessert house increased, and Tsurumaru Kuninaga was sent by Fuyukawa Yuki to entertain the guests, while Fuyukawa Yuki stayed in In front of the counter, responsible for ordering and so on.

"It's so boring~" Osamu Dazai rested his head on the cold counter, tilting his head to look at Fuyukawa Yuki.

"Aren't you going back? Mr. Kunikida must be very anxious if he can't find you."

"Then let him be anxious." Osamu Dazai rolled his eyes with a smile, and then said willful words like a child, "If you are lucky enough not to return to Butei with me, I will not leave."

Fuyukawa was preparing seven-point sweet oolong milk tea for the guests, so he didn't reply to Osamu Dazai.

"It's really indifferent, fortunately, you were not like this before." Osamu Dazai clutched his chest, and said the lines like the sadomasochistic hero.

So it's a pure love studio, not a maid dessert house?

Gojo Satoru, who finally successfully walked into the dessert house for the fourth time, propped his chin and thought, it is a very warm decoration style, how did he have such a strange association at the beginning?Only rely on the word master?

"If this continues, I will be killed by you. Are you really not looking at me?" Osamu Dazai wailed in pain, his voice was full of emotion, it seemed that he was really a sad man who had lost his love.

Gojo Satoru looked up, and opposite the lovelorn young man was a slender woman who was busy with her work with her head down, and only her soft outline could be seen from his direction.

"The original promise really lied to me. After the relationship is gone, can't you even satisfy me with this request?"

After saying this step, the woman in front of the young man finally raised her head, showing a beautiful and gentle face, as if she wanted to say something, but at the same time, she noticed Gojo Satoru who came in, and briefly exchanged eyes with him, He laughed first, "Welcome, sir."

Her amber pupils were covered with light, and she gazed tenderly into his face, smiling beautifully and touchingly.

At a certain moment, the older single young man felt as if his heart had been hit by something, and he strode forward with his long legs towards her.

"Excuse me, can I pursue you? Beautiful lady." He said so.

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Crane Ball & Dazai: Huh——? ? !

Hahahaha I laughed first, 5t5 he is just being hot-headed and booing.

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感谢在2020-12-2923:48:50~2020-12-3021:41:29期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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