But what did Dazai do wrong?

A liar, a damned big liar!

Dazai was furious.

Gin keenly noticed that Dazai Osamu reversed the fate of being set on fire for him, and he ran away briskly with vodka without saying a word.

go!

Riri Yamabuki watched gin and vodka quickly get on the roller coaster with an "enthusiasm" that didn't match their identities, and couldn't wait to fasten his seat belt, looking like a prodigal son who said goodbye to mom and I'm going on a long voyage tonight.

"The seat is full, we have to wait for the next trip." She said regretfully.

Osamu Dazai stood beside him, relentlessly: "Gift! As a boyfriend, don't I deserve to have a gift?"

Riri Yamabuki: You would rather die than submit, and you didn't look like this when you refused to admit your relationship.

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"I'll buy it for you after playing the roller coaster." Riri Yamabuki looked up at the speeding train on the roller coaster track, coaxing him perfunctorily.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The roller coaster is one after another on the track, and the tourists who cling to the handrails are exclaiming one after another, and the people waiting below are looking forward to and fearful, and the excitement is the heartbeat.

Yamabuki Riri suddenly frowned.

"Let's go." She tugged at Osamu Dazai's sleeve, "I won't line up, I'll go buy you a present."

"What's the matter?" Osamu Dazai was dragged by the hem of his clothes and walked out of the roller coaster queue, and the tourists in the long line around looked puzzled at the young couple who left suddenly at the front.

"The emotions in the screams are wrong, there is the smell of blood and the sound of heads falling to the ground." Riri Yamabuki explained simply.

"Murder on the roller coaster, and the tourists who line up are not regarded as suspects and must be recorded. Today's date, don't mix things with bad mood."

She hooked Osamu Dazai's chin to bring him back to his senses: "Didn't you say you want to play the jumping machine? Let's go."

"Is that so... I thought I could see the famous 'Sherlock Holmes of the Heisei era' in Tokyo." Osamu Dazai withdrew his gaze and followed Riri Yamabuki with a good acceptance.

Hooking the chin, rubbing the hair and twisting the hair, the small movements that seem to be intimate are all practiced on the cat.

She had a cat?

Osamu Dazai started acting like a demon again as he walked, pinching his voice to imitate a girl's voice: "Is he my sister's most beloved kitten?"

Tea is natural, tea speaks tea language, and tea looks pleasant.

A good-looking face is indeed popular, and it is not against the harmony to have a high-pitched girlish voice, and the romantic and affectionate eyebrows and eyes are slightly curved, which makes people soften their hearts and coax him for nothing.

"I've fed many cats." Riri Yamabuki stopped by the mobile vendor, picked up a pair of snow-white plush cat ears, and gesticulated on Osamu Dazai's head.

"You are the only one at home."

Osamu Dazai obediently lowered his head and let her wear fluffy ornaments on himself.

The snow-colored fur is particularly conspicuous among the black hair, and the wind blows through the ear tips.

"Gift." Riri Yamabuki flicked the tip of the cat's ear, "If you don't like it, you won't quit."

So domineering, obviously you are satisfying your own sexual fetish.

Osamu Dazai thought so, relying on the fact that he didn't use up his share of death today, he dragged her into the water: "Lyuri-chan wears the same one as me."

When Riri Yamabuki put on the cat ears as promised, all of Osamu Dazai's objections to the "gift" evaporated.

The black-haired girl had a pair of soft snow-white cat ears, and the dark golden cat pupils narrowed slightly, which made people feel itchy, wanting to scratch her chin and let her roll comfortably in the palm of his hand.

Cat ears are the strongest!How can anyone not like cat ears!Only those who don't lift will refuse cat ears!

Relying on his taller height, Osamu Dazai stroked the girl's head itchingly, completely finding the fun.

He was playing until before jumping off the building, brushing along the fur one by one and against the other. If it were a real cat, he would have already caught it with one paw.

"Stop playing." After queuing up to them, Riri Yamabuki brushed off Dazai Osamu's hand, put on the cat ears on the top of his head again, and reminded Dazai Osamu by the way: "If you are not sure whether it will fall off, it is best to take it down and put it in the storage box." In the locker."

She doesn't have this kind of problem herself, and the fearsome fighters have enough energy to comb their disobedient long hair while falling at high speed.

Children must not learn this kind of bold behavior of a master of arts, and it is best not to learn Dazai Osamu.

"Then, later on, Lili-chan will put it on for me personally."

Osamu Dazai took off the cat ears on his head and put them in the storage basket next to the equipment console.

These storage baskets are designed for temporary storage of personal belongings for tourists playing intense sports, and they are unlocked and unattended.

In an environment where the staff move around from time to time and the monitoring is aligned, no one will take other people's items at will.On the contrary, there are often tourists who forget to take their belongings and leave. The staff will send the leftover items to the lost and found center of the radio station.

"3—2—1—start!"

call!

The rapid upward movement seems to be thrown high into the sky, and the sudden fall makes people's heart arouse. The erratic weightlessness makes the hands and feet cold, and I can't help screaming.

Osamu Dazai's forehead hair was blown up by the strong wind, revealing a smooth forehead and a bandage wrapped around half of his face.

His eyes were bright, and for the first time, he showed the color of a boy who really fit his age.

It seems to really like it.

Riri Yamabuki looked at him sideways, with a smile in his eyes.

The height of the jumping machine was not worth mentioning to her, so she naturally couldn't experience the so-called thrills.

But this kind of feeling is very good. The wide view from the high place and the whistling wind wash away the stale air in your chest. Here you only need to laugh, scream, and do all the happy things.

The only meaning of an amusement park is to have fun.

So happy as if she and Osamu Dazai were just one of the mortal beings, darkness and blood, confrontation and deception never existed.

"There are fewer people queuing up for the pirate ship than for the big pendulum." Riri Yamabuki glanced at it from a high place, "Let's go to line up for the pirate ship later."

The jumping machine landed slowly, and the tourists walked down shaking their legs, supporting each other. Osamu Dazai walked in front as if nothing happened, and Riri Yamabuki combed his long hair that was blown by the wind while walking.

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai pulled the storage basket, pulled out the whole bamboo basket and turned it down, wishing he could go in and look for it, "I lost one of my cat ears."

"It may have rolled into a gap." The bamboo basket is hollow, and the gap between the grids is huge. There have been many small objects like headbands falling off, and Osamu Dazai is not the only one complaining.

Osamu Dazai pursed his lips unhappily, until Riri Yamabuki bought another pair for him, and then rushed into the pirate ship queue cutely and headlessly.

There are also many people queuing up on the pirate ship.

"Have you heard? Someone died on the roller coaster."

The two girls in front of them whispered gossip: "The whole project was stopped in an emergency, the people in the car were detained, and the people in line had to make notes before they could leave."

"I've heard, I've heard, the murderer is so unlucky." Another girl said with a smile, "He actually sat on the same bus as Shinichi Kudo, a famous high school student."

"Let's just say, I guess the case will be solved soon." The girl in front said with a little sympathy, "I heard that Kudo Shinichi and his childhood sweetheart came to the amusement park for a date. Isn't this date completely ruined? What a tragedy .”

It's miserable, Mao Lilan has almost never experienced a date without someone dying halfway.

"Isn't it normal to date dead people?"

Riri Yamabuki whispered to Osamu Dazai: "Think about it, if we meet at ten o'clock in the morning, but I actually get up at seven o'clock, it would be too wasteful to spend all three hours waiting?"

"Wouldn't it be a good time to take an order at this time? It's just enough to offset today's expenses."

"That's what everyone does in Bodo. It's great that you don't miss out on dating and work."

"Well... what Riri-chan said makes sense." Osamu Dazai put his hands in his pockets, "But, if it were me, I wouldn't do it even if I had time to work."

"Waiting itself is part of dating." He bent his lips.

"I was looking forward to meeting from seven o'clock, and my mood was always sweet until three hours before the meeting. This sweetness further fermented after seeing you, and filled my heart little by little until I separated from you."

"During the time we are apart, I will live on sweetness until seven o'clock when we meet next time."

Osamu Dazai smiled lightly, and the corners of his lips curled into a beautiful arc.

His lips were covered with honey, the tip of his tongue was full of sweetness, and his breath was filled with the rich aroma of datura.

To lure you into a trap, to lie on a spider's web, to wrap a poisonous snake around your neck like a silk scarf.

Riri Yamabuki licked his tooth socket, as if his mouth was full of fishy sweetness.

Rotting golden apples with maggots.

Bloody crow heart.

Dazai Osamu's sweet talk.

"The truth is, you never get up at seven."

Riri Yamabuki casually found a loophole to change the subject, "It sounds so good, isn't today's date also because of work?"

She suddenly remembered: "Aren't gin and vodka suspects? Will they be invited into the bureau for tea?"

"Probably not. The detective who claims to be Sherlock Holmes is not that inefficient in solving the case." Osamu Dazai shrugged. "The meeting with us should not be delayed, but they still have a deal with someone else, so it's not certain whether they will be late."

The party who is late takes full responsibility, and he can just play all the items he is interested in.

However, Osamu Dazai never imagined that the party at fault turned out to be himself.

After sitting on a pirate ship and playing with the big pendulum, Osamu Dazai and Riri Yamabuki, who looked excited but hungry, held a corner of the map of the amusement park and looked for the location of the restaurant.

"Aquarium themed restaurant?" Riri Yamabuki pointed to the dolphin icon, "There are water shows to watch."

Osamu Dazai nodded: "Okay, we..."

"—Hello, are you the owner of this card issuer?"

An unfamiliar male voice forcefully inserted into the conversation.

A mighty group of people blocked their way, and the leading police officer, Mu Mu, took out his police officer card to prove his identity.

At the same time, the plainclothes police surrounded the surroundings.

Riri Yamabuki and Osamu Dazai turned a blind eye to their trapped state.

The indifferent girl folded the map and put it in her pocket. The lazy boy's eyes showed a little unhappiness and boredom, and he didn't have the panic of normal people when they were surrounded by the police.

"This is really interesting."

Osamu Dazai looked at Shinichi Kudo with great interest.

The high school student detective was carrying a transparent evidence bag in his hand.

Lying quietly in the evidence bag was a blood-stained cat ear headdress, with red blood stuck to its snow-white fluff.

It was the one that Osamu Dazai was missing.