But what did Dazai do wrong?

A woman's mouth, a liar.

Stay up all night studying hard to study the complete book "Heartbeat dokidoki!108 Sweet, Romantic and Exciting Tips" Dazai Osamu is no longer the former Dazai Osamu!

He, super evolved!

"Are you free on weekends?" Osamu Dazai leaned lazily against the door frame, and handed a pink and white rose with a smile, "Do you want to go on a date with me?"

Afraid that she would say "working overtime on weekends is another price", Osamu Dazai spoke very quickly and added emphasis: "You want the 'love of ordinary people'."

is your request!It's not that he deliberately went whoring for nothing!

Riri Yamabuki took the rose, pinched the branches and leaves and twirled them around his fingertips.

Her focus is not on working overtime on weekends, but on—

"Why don't you pick the flowers on the balcony? After a few flower buds bloomed, you will water next week."

There are not many single seedlings in total, so you can be a prodigal.

"If you leave it to me, even a cactus can't survive the first seven years." Osamu Dazai said calmly, without any guilt for his plant killer physique.

"Are you going, on a date?" he asked again.

"I'm going to perform a mission, let's make an appointment by the way." Yamabuki Ritsuri was not fooled.

"Just the two of us? Am I your thug or bodyguard today?" she asked.

"Wrong answer—neither."

Dazai Osamu said with a smile: "Of course Riri-chan's identity is my girlfriend."

So sweet today?

Ritsuri Yamabuki raised her eyebrows, and casually inserted the rose into her ear obliquely, and the rich fragrance of the flower lingered in her hair.

On the rest day, she rarely changed from her simple white clothes and black pants to a light blue dress, her dress was no different from that of ordinary high school girls.It looks fresh and clean, like the girl from the literature department that every boy admired in his school days.

It is indeed very similar. If there is no date arrangement with Osamu Dazai today, she will spend the whole day on a bench in a nearby park with a book of poetry with a white cover, and walk home in the shadow of the sunset.

The blood on the hands of the murder.

Clean fingertips for flipping through poetry.

Contradictions exist in her in a split and harmonious way.

Osamu Dazai didn't wear the iconic Mafia black suit today, and walked with Riri Yamabuki in regular clothes like a couple of high school students who skipped class and went on a trip.

What I took was the script of the senior high school senior who was about to graduate and the senior high school junior who had just entered the same high school with her girlfriend and was about to be separated.

Youth Pains Literary Warning.

"Going to Tokyo?" Riri Yamabuki leaned against the corner of the tram, and the crowd was so turbulent that Osamu Dazai was almost standing next to her.

The lone mercenary asked puzzledly: "I did take the tram to Tokyo, but you...the port Mafia didn't provide you with a car?"

"Yes." Osamu Dazai frowned from the crowd, "It's a date, how can I bring the driver?"

Riri Yamabuki wanted to ask Osamu Dazai if he couldn't drive?Belatedly realizes that her boyfriend is underage.

So what?Uncle police officer without a driver's license still taught him how to behave.

It’s okay to drive without a license in Yokohama. The police dare not stop when they see the license plate of Mafia at the port.It's too much to break the law across the city. They are out on a date today, not to play the series of movies of the road escape series.

"I have a driver's license, don't embarrass yourself next time, stand here."

Riri Yamabuki straightened up, changed positions with Osamu Dazai, let him stand inside against the wall, and stood next to the flow of people.

After leaving the harsh crowded environment, Osamu Dazai heaved a sigh of relief visibly.

Riri Yamabuki held the handrail hanging from the railing above his head, and stood motionless like a mountain. No matter how turbulent the train was, he firmly separated a separate space for Osamu Dazai, preventing the crowd from affecting him.

Her boyfriend was so strong that the girl next to her was so envious that she cried, and her elbow hit her useless boyfriend who was squeezed so pale: Look at her!

The innocent boy who was being scolded looked over delicately, first he was shocked by the incredible looks of the couple who got their roles wrong, and then he glanced at Osamu Dazai with envy and hatred.

Damn it, it looks like a useless little boy at first glance, and he actually wants his girlfriend to stand outside at this time!If it's a man, just face the danger of the crowd just like him!

Of course Osamu Dazai saw such an obvious gaze.

The boy's thoughts are written directly on his face, so you don't even need to guess.

Do you think Osamu Dazai will be angry?Will he take the initiative to ask for a change of position in order to maintain his masculine dignity?

Naive, people who think that way really don't understand Osamu Dazai at all.

Osamu Dazai purposely glanced at the couple next to him, then shrugged his head pitifully, as if made uncomfortable by the turbid air in the tram, the kitten's ears folded into airplane ears.

"Sister, the smell in the car is terrible." He said in a very sweet voice, "I can't stand still, can I hug you?"

Boy: I lost.

Totally lost.

Saying the word "sister", he has no chance to stand up again.

Osamu Dazai did it on purpose, but Riri Yamabuki took it seriously.

In her heart, Osamu Dazai is really synonymous with "very careless" and "squeamish", because it is very reasonable to faint and fall to the ground because of poor air quality!

You said Osamu Dazai is a Mafia after all, so he wouldn't be so delicate?

I'm sorry, Riri Yamabuki is measured by her own standard, and Osamu Dazai is just a younger brother in her eyes.

"Uncomfortable?" The black-haired girl touched Osamu Dazai's face and said softly, "Would you feel better if you lean on me?"

The request was easily granted, and Osamu Dazai's bracelet was around the girl's waist.

The fragrance of rose flowers was washed away by the crowd, and she could only smell a little when she was buried in the crescent of her neck.

Each person has their own unique smell, and Osamu Dazai hung himself loosely on Riri Yamabuki's shoulders, and it took a long time to smell a little clue.

It was as if the smell of hot blood sprinkled on the snow would turn into frost in the next second, and the boiling blood mist was between the extreme cold and the extreme heat.

Someone stood on the snowy field on the edge of Russia and exhaled a mouthful of white mist, and blood dripped down her chin to the ground.

All eyes are white and boundless, and the world is free from now on.

"If you can't stand up, give me all the weight." Riri Yamabuki stroked Dazai Osamu's hair, "Isn't it more than enough to support you?"

"It hurts my self-esteem, Riri-chan." Osamu Dazai said sullenly, "Isn't Tokyo here yet?"

Riri Yamabuki glanced at the stop sign: "Next stop."

"Oh." Osamu Dazai replied, rubbing his forehead against the girl's shoulder.

He kind of wanted to sit and pass.

The tram pulled into the station slowly, the doors opened, and the crowd poured out like a tidal wave, going in all directions.

Osamu Dazai walked out holding Riri Yamabuki's hand, and stopped a taxi waiting at the station.

He gave an address: "Go to Dorobica Paradise."

The underworld organization in Tokyo and Yokohama have two styles of painting. They are so childlike that they unswervingly chose an amusement park as the venue for the meeting.

"Do you want to talk about business here while sitting on a rotating teacup? If you can't reach an agreement, just turn the other party dizzy and talk again. Whoever spits out first loses first."

Riri Yamabuki thought about it for a while, and felt that this method is really good. It is neither embarrassing nor bloody and violent. Every Mafia organization should learn it.

It's time to call Mori Ogai to Tokyo for a visit and study, to learn from the advanced experience of other organizations.

"It's the place I chose." Osamu Dazai was not happy that his credit was taken away, "The main purpose is to date! Let's discuss business casually."

It's best not to let Mori Ogai hear this, otherwise he will definitely bite his handkerchief and groan, my son's rebellion breaks my heart.

Ritsuri Yamabuki asked inexplicably: "The organization on the other side agrees?"

Osamu Dazai took her hand and crossed the road, while observing the traffic lights, he said casually, "They already have a deal in Dorobega Paradise today, so it's easy to save trouble by not having to change places."

Isn't this still very childlike.

To explain is to cover up, and to cover up is the fact.

"Have you ever heard of Riri-chan? It's an organization codenamed after wine, and everyone is dressed in black like a crow." Osamu Dazai wrinkled his nose, obviously not agreeing with the taste of the black organization.

If she remembers correctly, isn't your port Mafia the same?All black suits.

Fifty steps laugh at a hundred steps and stop Liao, the eldest brother does not talk about the second brother.

"I met it when I was doing the task." Yamabuki Riri said, "I've always been curious, are there any members whose code name is Erguotou?"

"So, I really want to know if there is a member named Kanjiu?" Osamu Dazai rubbed his chin. "If possible, I would like to name him to discuss business."

Riri Yamabuki: "Don't talk about illegal transactions like the name of a cowboy's shop."

Duoluobijia Paradise is very big, so big that after playing around, you will be the most beautiful cub on the WeChat step ranking list, and the old man walking in the park is so angry that he can't take away your shining No.1 even if he jumps.

The staff in doll costumes at the entrance of the park enthusiastically handed out the map book of the amusement park. Osamu Dazai took a copy and flipped through the pages.

"Let me see..." He held up the map to study, "The pirate ship is here, the roller coaster is diagonally opposite to it, and the music fountain show is still a few hours away—are you playing on the jumping machine?"

Osamu Dazai raised his head from the map, and the girl standing next to him didn't say a word, staring straight at the left.

Osamu Dazai turned his head to see that a thick-headed little boy took a marshmallow from the hand of the big rabbit doll, and happily gnawed his mouth full of sweets.

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows: "Marshmallow?"

Riri Yamabuki pursed his lower lip: "Cotton candy."

In the next shot, the tall, black-haired girl of Yujie type is holding a cotton candy that is popular among children under ten years old, and curiously took a small bite.

It was the first time she ate marshmallows, and she hadn't mastered the delicate girl's way of eating without sticking sugar.

The cotton candy was big and fluffy, and the long hair that slipped mischievously stuck to a little white candy, which made her a little flustered for a while.

Osamu Dazai couldn't help looking at it for a while, then raised his hand to push her long hair behind her ears, revealing her girlish nephrite-like earlobes.

It was really soft, Osamu Dazai twirled it slightly with his fingertips, and retracted his hand without any trace.

"Do you want to play on the jumping machine?" Osamu Dazai asked seriously, "The purpose of coming to the amusement park is to play exciting things."

He was ready for Riri Yamabuki, who had never been to an amusement park before, to ask him "what is a jumping machine?"

"I've been to the amusement park." Osamu Dazai's expression was so obvious that Riri Yamabuki couldn't understand why she gave him the impression that he was out of tune with the world. She emphasized, "I've been here many times."

Osamu Dazai didn't believe that she was here to play, and which unlucky ghost lost his life in such a happy place like an amusement park?

"Have you ever been to a haunted house?" Yamabuki Riri threw the cotton candy stick into the trash can, "I often work there part-time."

Osamu Dazai: "Part-time job?"

You are very professional.

"The haunted house is a good place. The environment is dark and air-conditioned. There are artificial blood and bloody smells everywhere." Riri Yamabuki said in admiration, "It's my favorite place to work, bar none."

"The client will invite the target to the haunted house in advance, and I will break the surveillance during my part-time job, and wait for the target to come to the depths of the corridor unconsciously..."

She quickly spread her five fingers like a cat's paw, frightening Dazai Osamu: "Dug out his heart, wrap him in a black garbage bag, carry him and run away. The whole process will take less than 10 minutes."

"Are you afraid?"

"I'm afraid... Hahahahaha, I'm scared to death." Osamu Dazai covered his mouth and twitched his shoulders, laughing so hard that he was about to die.

"You, where did you learn the threatening gestures, like a little milk cat... I must come to the door with fruit and thank your teacher hahahahahaha."

Riri Yamabuki's eyes gradually became dangerous: "Is it funny? Do you think my nails really can't dig out your heart?"

Dazai Osamu was still laughing wildly, he shook his head desperately: "Xin, I completely believe that Riri-chan has already dug out my heart a long time ago?"

Today's Osamu Dazai has a full business model.

He really studied that precious textbook on love.

Riri Yamabuki couldn't handle the suspected broken Osamu Dazai in public. She snatched the crumpled amusement park map from Osamu Dazai's hand, and pointed to an item nearby.

"Let's go on the roller coaster."

The roller coaster is also an exciting project. The only bad thing is that there are relatively few people who can get on a ride and need to queue up.

"After we finish this, we'll go play the jumping machine."

Osamu Dazai has an inexplicable obsession with the jumping machine, and Riri Yamabuki feels that he has to watch over him to prevent him from taking off his seat belt when the jumping machine reaches the apex.

So what if the seat belt is welded to the seat, do you look down on our little prince of Yokohama unlocking?

The roller coaster is a two-seater. This setting leads to a very high concentration of couples in this project. Riri Yamabuki glanced at a pair of real high school student couples waiting in line with great anticipation.

She and Osamu Dazai belong to the mutant species that are irrelevant except that they are high school students.

"Ryri-chan." Dazai Osamu tugged at Yamabuki Riri's sleeve, and asked her to look ahead with a subtle and weird expression.

"See those two men in suffocating black coats?"

"What's the matter?" Riri Yamabuki asked curiously, "You like the style of their coat, and want to strike up a conversation and ask about the brand?"

Osamu Dazai: "No, my custom-made suit is obviously more expensive and breathable--I didn't mean to say that!"

Why is your focus so novel?He was so close to being carried away that it was horrific.

"Those two people," Osamu Dazai said succinctly, "are the objects of our discussion today."

"Who would have thought," his eyes sparkled, "even gin has been learned to use for public and private use! To fill up my childhood regrets during working hours, and ride a roller coaster with vodka."

Osamu Dazai stopped Riri Yamabuki from queuing up to get on the bus, and said righteously: "Don't disturb them, let's sit next."

"It's okay to wait a while." Riri Yamabuki asked suspiciously, "But what are you doing with your phone?"

Osamu Dazai who turned on the camera mode replied without hesitation: "I am recording the hard-won precious childhood moments for them."

He wants to leave behind the dark history of gin.

Threatening them while organizing talks!