But what did Dazai do wrong?

At the entrance of the apartment, the pitifully betrayed man and the bad woman who slagged him confronted each other through a thin business card.

The smell of men's perfume on the business card made the scene even more anxious.

Wooden men's fragrance, good taste and price, like the wind blowing through the forest.

The literary point of view is elegant and expensive, and in layman's terms-it has no memory, and it can hardly touch the olfactory memory of Riri Yamabuki.

It is not at the same level as the agarwood that can drown people in the cold and gloomy on Osamu Dazai.

Strange to say, the smell on Osamu Dazai's body is actually weaker, so weak that he may not even notice it.On the business card is the smell dyed by solid and practical perfume, which is clearly audible in the air.

But Riri Yamabuki just felt that he couldn't compare, Dazai Osamu was too close, and his smell was all around, which made the business card extremely inconspicuous.

It's a pity that no matter how inconspicuous a business card is in her eyes, seeing Dazai Osamu's posture, she has to care about it to the end.

Finding a wild man's business card from a girlfriend who went out, the severity can be compared to a boy's white shirt with a strange woman's lip print, it is a big event that will kill people!

Riri Yamabuki is not worried about her own safety, she is worried about the lives of her clients.

If the business is not done, how can the money owner be killed?This is inhumane.

Osamu Dazai's questioning was simple and sharp. He didn't ask "Where is he better than me?" He didn't ask "Do you think he is better than me", but his question was very subtle - "Can he be better than me?"

He doesn't even give a chance to compare, he is so confident that he is almost arrogant, and he is proud that no matter what kind of person the other party is, he must not be as good as him.

"Of course he is not as good as you." Riri Yamabuki said reassuringly, "He is not as good-looking as you, and has a better future than you in work. In terms of pleasing me, he is not as good as our baby's hair."

When coaxing people, you should say something pleasant, and you can't call out "Dazai, Dazai". Yamabuki Riri found out the name at the bottom of the box-baby.

Osamu Dazai didn't appreciate it.

He was even angrier.

She would only call someone baby when coaxing others, and on weekdays, she didn't treat him as her caring little baby at all!

fraud!Lies, all lies!

"You actually took a closer look at what this guy looks like!" Dazai Osamu squeezed the business card with his hand, and there were crumpled marks on the edge of the hard shell paper. He insisted:

"Still comparing me to him!"

"A man without a name! Who has the right to compare with me!"

pissed him off!

"?" A big question mark appeared on Riri Yamabuki's forehead.

Didn't she answer truthfully when you asked "Can he have me?"

You're so good at hitting back.

It's not right to boast, and it's not right not to boast. It's really difficult to serve, like the cat ancestor.

Osamu Dazai never let this matter go easily, look what he heard on the other side of the bug:

"Exchange contact information? Yes."

"Ask me out... pick a time for one night."

"Good evening business."

The evidence is overwhelming, my friends!Who can say that Osamu Dazai has no right to be angry!Who can say that Osamu Dazai is not qualified to make trouble for no reason!

This is his legitimate right, this is his boyfriend's desperate cry of blood and tears!

He is super invincible and confident.

Osamu Dazai selectively ignored the illegal fact that he installed a bug on his girlfriend.

He has done too many illegal things, not one or two.

On the other end, Riri Yamabuki was questioned by Osamu Dazai's sudden questioning.

"Don't you want to compare with him?" The girl frowned and thought for a while, clenched her right hand into a fist and hammered the palm of her left hand, and suddenly realized.

"I understand," she looked up at Osamu Dazai, her eyes full of novelty.

"Are you jealous?"

Osamu Dazai did not admit it.

How could such a vicious word like jealousy have something to do with the cute little rabbit Zaizhi?

He is so pure and innocent, like a white lotus that emerges from mud and is not stained. Even if the stamen is cut open and it is completely muddy, there is no denying his perfect external beauty!

"I'm not jealous." Dazai Osamu loosened and tightened his fingers holding the business card, "I'm just a little jealous.

He shook the business card on his fingertips: "Vinegar the same size as it."

Hearing Osamu Dazai's words, Riri Yamabuki seemed to understand something.

"What is this, you can give it to you if you like it." She said indifferently, "Isn't it just a 99% discount for the first order? I didn't give you a discount before because you wanted to renege on your debts... Next mission It’s cheaper for you.”

Osamu Dazai: "...what?"

Are they talking about a topic?

One second, it's ambiguous and ambiguous at Shura Field, and the next second it's a supermarket sale with big discounts. Which channel is it tuned to?

"Aren't you jealous that my new customers get 99% off their first order and you don't?"

Riri Yamabuki calmly took back the business card from Osamu Dazai: "He is a new client I met at the bar. He is a businessman at home. He probably wants to entrust a transaction such as killing people and stealing goods, but he is too young to let him go. He is in the bar. There was no business deal, so I asked him to add my contact information."

She changed her nickname to "Private message for killing and stealing goods" just to facilitate customers' consultation. Mature mercenaries have excellent service awareness.

"I asked him to choose a time in the evening to come out to talk, and it would be more convenient to deal with the person directly after the talk." Riri Yamabuki shrugged, "I can also bring you a supper by the way, that would be great."

"Leaving a business card is used as a voucher for discounts. It is my tradition to give new customers a [-]% discount on the first order."

"It's just a discount, don't be angry anymore." She held Dazai Osamu's face and stared into his eyes, "You can have as many discount cards as you want, and you can give them away if you can't use them up. Be good, don't Delay my work, huh?"

The purpose of chatting with the striker is to attract customers, and the purpose of receiving business cards is to get a discount.

Doing business conscientiously from the beginning to the end, and being pressed behind the door by a vexatious boyfriend who came home and questioned him, what kind of outrageous life is this living?

Osamu Dazai understood clearly like never before——he was taking the script of "The Grieving Fairy Who Delays His Lover's Work".

His role positioning, big failure!

How should he tell Yamabuki Riri that that wild man wasn't looking for her business at all, but for her body.

The reason why people strike up a conversation with you for so long is not because they are "too young to do business outside", but because they want to pick you up!want to date you!Want to dig his corner hard!

Osamu Dazai has a lot to say, but he can't say a word. He shouldn't know what Riri Yamabuki said to people at the bar today.

Even if he is known as the man with the script in his hand, he can't do it for this reason.

"You have met many such people before..." Osamu Dazai said thoughtfully, "Is this kind of person who chatted with you for a long time, exchanged contact information, but always stopped talking about business?"

Help, how many suitors did she treat as clients?

"A lot." Riri Yamabuki was also a little unhappy when he mentioned this, "It's true that my asking price is more expensive, and the schedule is not easy to adjust, but it's really annoying to keep not talking about the topic after adding contact information, which delays my work. Generally speaking, if the business is not negotiated within a week, I will delete the contact information."

In other words, the guy can stay in her contacts list for at least a week.

One week, seven good mornings and seven good nights, and countless "Have you eaten?"

Osamu Dazai couldn't bear it, even if he himself would never send good morning and good night text messages to Ritsu Yamabuki in a nasty way, even if he still thinks their relationship is a unilateral forced act, even if he has doubts, fears and uses ——

He can't stand it.

No.

"Luri-chan." The boy's voice softened a little, calling her name.

He leaned over and buried his head on Riri Yamabuki's shoulder, making a gesture of compromising in a very oppressive posture that pushed her behind the door.

"Okay, I will delete him in a week."

His voice pierced through the vibration of the chest cavity, muffled and low.

"No business, I will delete it if you don't tell me." Riri Yamabuki rubbed the back of Osamu Dazai's head in confusion, "Relax, what are you doing all this time crammed in the entrance?"

"Hmm... a loving hug for your girlfriend who is working hard to support the family?" Osamu Dazai hung on Riri Yamabuki like a koala, and tilted his head.

"I'll be happy if you don't delay my work." Riri Yamabuki nodded his forehead, Osamu Dazai was poked and hid back, the hand around her waist was still not loose.

Dragging a rambunctious koala, Riri Yamabuki changed his shoes with difficulty, and walked into the house step by step with plush cat-head slippers and Osamu Dazai.

She was blocked by Dazai Osamu and couldn't see the road ahead. Dazai Osamu carried her and walked backwards. The feet of the two of them stepped on the floor alternately. Four cats, big and small, bit each other, oh Woooooo all the way to the sofa.

"They say they can't see the way... Get up quickly, the cuffs are entangled in my hair."

"Don't move, I'll untie it for you, don't pull the sleeves, the sleeves will be damaged..."

The unnutritious dialogue turns back and forth like a wheel, and anyone who reads it will shake their heads. There is only one sentence that can describe the scene in front of them:

Love makes a person less intelligent.

Jealousy, greed, arrogance... The seven deadly sins are vividly reflected in the heart of love. Some trivial things that were originally inconspicuous will be magnified thousands of times in love, making people think about it and refuse to feel at ease.

At night, in the dark room, the light from the mobile phone screen illuminates Osamu Dazai's face lying sideways on the pillow.

There is no death light more frightening than this. Any handsome man who is invincible and invincible in the universe will be expelled under such lighting, and can only be classified as a "handsome male ghost".

Except for some, very few, favored by the Creator.

The white and miserable light shrouded Osamu Dazai eeriely, not only did not look weird, but it set off his pale skin and black hair, and the bandages around his eyes were loosely scattered, like delicate and fragile dolls in old movies.

Osamu Dazai leaned against the snow-white pillowcase with messy hair, and new words appeared one after another in the dialog box on the screen.

He typed slowly, tapped the screen with his fingertips, and clicked send.

Three seconds later, the other party's replies came pouring in like a storm.

【Who are you? ! 】

【How would you know... Impossible, impossible! 】

【Fake!You don't understand anything at all! 】

[I have no choice but to!I had no choice but to kill him!Who are you?Yamamoto or Ida? 】

[Don't try to threaten me!If something goes wrong, no one can escape!Just wait to be drowned by Port Mafia sinking into Tokyo Bay! 】

……

Crazy like the news of Prisoner Molu flashing across the screen, Dazai Osamu waited for a while boringly, the other party finally calmed down, the words "typing in progress" ended, and a short message popped up.

[Make a price, we're private. 】

The man didn't know how he had offended Osamu Dazai, his hand holding the phone trembled slightly, and the files he had just browsed remained in his mind.

Even if only a few words are leaked, he is finished!It's all over!

The young man held his mobile phone like a spider's silk in the hands of a devil, and his eyes were bloodshot waiting for the other party's understatement but bloody trial.

No matter how much money he wants, he can give it!

After more than ten seconds, the second message from that person popped up on the screen.

The young man leaned closer to the screen and took a closer look. His back was soaked in cold sweat instantly, like thousands of spiders crawling on his fine hairs, and poisonous snakes with mottled and colorful patterns hung down from the ceiling, and their cold breath sprayed on the sky cover.

After a long silence, he wiped off the sweat from his palms and replied "OK".

Riri Yamabuki has the habit of cleaning up the messages on his phone after waking up in the morning.

Most of her clients are night owls, and the night will breed evil thoughts and courage. It seems that bloody and secret news is only suitable for circulation at night. In the middle of the night, she is red-eyed to order a spot kill service for the dead enemy, offering the curse from the night.

Staying up late is the natural enemy of women. Riri Yamabuki's work and rest during non-working hours is quite normal. If it is too late, she will stop looking at her mobile phone and stay until the morning to reply.

First reply to the message asking about the schedule and price, then check whether there are any new news or rewards from the peers, and finally clear the contacts, delete or blacklist unnecessary numbers.

"Huh?" Riri Yamabuki frowned, turned over and got out of bed, fumbled in the pocket of her skirt, and took out a business card that was so wrinkled that she couldn't see the prototype, and compared it with the phone contact list.

Gone, one person missing.

"He deleted me?" Riri Yamabuki was surprised, and sent another friend request to the number left on the business card.

The system automatically pops up a message:

[You have been blacklisted by the other party. 】

Avoiding like a flood beast, the huge red exclamation mark stayed on the screen.

After deleting and blocking a dragon overnight, she was a little curious about the psychological activities of the customers.

"Do you think the price is too expensive?"

The same situation happened in previous years. There are always customers who choose the cheaper one between the success rate and cost performance. The competition in Bodo's killer industry is so fierce.

Riri Yamabuki didn't think deeply about it. A client who didn't get a deal was not worth leaving an impression in her mind.

She sent a screenshot of the blacklist interface to Osamu Dazai, and typed: "It was deleted, so don't you quarrel with me now?"

"Hey, it sounds like I'm being vexatious." Osamu Dazai's voice appeared at the door of Riri Yamabuki's room.

Through a door, he whimpered:

"If I love to delete or not, what does it have to do with me?"

Is it better to meet in a mere bar for a while, to die in love when he first met, and to live together after acquaintance?

His tone was one-third distasteful, three-point complacent, and three-point unobtrusive.

cute.

It's bad, but cute.

Riri Yamabuki picked up the earring that Osamu Dazai had chosen for her, and gently stroked the crystal clear diamonds.

It is natural, with a smooth surface without any cracks. How did the bug get embedded in it?I'm afraid it took a lot of work.

"It's really worth it." Shanbuki Riri said to himself.

After a long while, she pinched the earlobe in front of the mirror, nailed the earring into the soft flesh with her fingers, and wiped away the blood from her fingertips.

The smell of blood was embedded in the fingers, turning into a bright red.

Riri Yamabuki opened the door and walked into the dining room. Osamu Dazai was sitting at the table holding a knife and spreading strawberry jam on a piece of toast.

His gesture of holding the knife is very beautiful, like when he was fighting with her that day, the veins on the back of his hand were bulging, against the bandage and pale skin, the coexistence of sickness and strength was very charming.

She should have cut the back of his hand too, the blood dripping down his fingers must be very beautiful.

Osamu Dazai was in a good mood today, he put the toast covered with strawberry jam on a white porcelain plate, and pushed it in front of Riri Yamabuki.

Along with it is a cup of black tea with sugar and milk, which has a strong aroma, and a rose petal floats on the surface of the tea and swirls leisurely.

Riri Yamabuki took a sip of tea, picked up the toast and took a bite.The toast is a bit burnt, the crunchy milk is sweet and mixed with the jam with strawberry particles, the layers are distinct, and the sweetness melts on the tip of the tongue.

"My love breakfast, isn't it good?" Osamu Dazai looked at her with a smile, and his eyes paused for a moment next to Riri Yamabuki's earlobe.

An extremely bright spot of light, hidden in the black hair, is also very conspicuous.

——It was the one he picked for her, the one inlaid with bugs.

Although there is no rule that the earrings should be changed every day like clothes, Osamu Dazai has seen Riri Yamabuki’s jewelry box. There are so many styles, and she can’t finish wearing it for several months without changing the same one. Why does she still wear this earring? nail?

Is... did you find something?

"The earrings don't match Riri-chan's clothes today." Osamu Dazai asked tentatively, "Why don't you change them?"

"I want Dazai Dai to choose it for me." Riri Yamabuki put down the black tea and looked at him with his chin in his hand, "Isn't it pretty?"

Her dark golden eyes were so clear that no one could say no.

How come, she looks good in anything she wears.

Osamu Dazai couldn't find any other reason for the temptation, seeing her expression as usual, as if she was ignorant.

The two finished breakfast with different thoughts, and today was another ordinary day of work after the meal.

They have a field job and a clerical job, the mission locations do not overlap, and the south and the north are diametrically opposed, and no one has the habit of sending the other to work.

The elevator stopped on the first floor of the apartment, the elevator door opened, and the two parted ways, one left and one right.

Until she was out of sight, Osamu Dazai put on the earphone connected to the bug.

The signal was connected with a "beep", and after the hoarse electromagnetic sound, the sound of wind, footsteps, and the soft humming of a girl poured into Osamu Dazai's eardrums.

She was humming a Russian folk song, biting the words into a ball, unable to understand the lyrics, and could only glimpse the coldness of frost, snow and winter from the melody.

Osamu Dazai hummed a few syllables while listening.

"Good morning."

The low singing voice was interrupted by another person's greeting, Dazai Zhi frowned unconsciously, and his eyes showed a bit of disgust.

Damn, this voice is so annoying that it makes people want to jump up and hit someone.

"Good morning, Chuya-kun." Riri Yamabuki nodded to Nakahara Chuya, "Are you sober?"

"Ah." Zhongyuan lowered the brim of his hat uncomfortably, "Please ask someone to take me to the hotel... Is the wine in that bar so strong?"

Yes, this is a treasure she brought over from Russia. Can you not be strong after taking a sip of the tearing bear with bare hands?

"Probably because you drank too much." Riri Yamabuki brought the topic over, "By the way? Let's go together."

"By the way." Chuya Nakahara and Riri Yamabuki walked side by side, "Thank you anyway. Oh, by the way, did I not give you a meeting gift?"

The wealthy Mafia executive snapped his fingers: "You're welcome, do you have anything you like?"

Giving gifts to girls shouldn't use such blunt rhetoric, but Nakahara also smelled a familiar smell of the same kind in Riri Yamabuki, and he instinctively knew how to get along with Riri Yamabuki.

She would be happy if she put aside all the twists and turns and explained everything in the simplest and most straightforward way.

Not everyone can make Yamabuki Riri have the patience to deal with him, to calculate, to circle in plots and tricks, and to have a poisoned tongue full of sweet lies.

Boyfriend, there is always some special treatment.

"I like gems." Riri Yamabuki squeezed the broken diamonds on his earlobe, "Beautiful gems like eyes."

The jewelry business in the port Mafia happened to be managed by Zhongyuan Zhongye. He waved his hand generously to show that he knew, and he would pick two beautiful stones and send them as gifts someday.

"Isn't your preference normal?" Zhong Yuan Zhong also hesitated to speak.

He expected to hear more curious answers.

"Of course my preferences are normal." Riri Yamabuki didn't understand, "What makes you think I'm abnormal?"

The Central Plains also suddenly had a lot to say.

which point?Lots of points!

The so-called normal people!I wouldn't use the word "weak and slender" to describe Osamu Dazai!

A normal person would not date and live with a guy who invited him to die in love the first time they met!

Apologize to normal people!His conscience does not allow you to mix into the ranks of normal people!

Zhong Yuanzhong is also a very conscientious person and a gentleman, he would not be rude to question her vision problems, taste problems and IQ problems in front of a girl.

Even if he felt from the bottom of his heart that the person who was in contact with Osamu Dazai might not have a serious illness, and you would sooner or later be framed by a scumbag and run away—he didn’t say it explicitly, but hinted as tactfully as possible:

"You like gems, shouldn't you also like people who are as beautiful as gems, both externally and internally?"

He accentuated the word "inner beauty", and he almost said by name that Osamu Dazai is a guy who can only see his face, and there is no such thing as spiritual beauty at all.

Riri Yamabuki heard it.

She couldn't help laughing, the corners of her lips curled up very shallow, but very real.

"I love gems not because of how rare or expensive their material is."

"Those cold and beautiful stones, no matter how they are carved, are still a stone, and have no value except to be admired."

She asked back: "Then why, I still like it?"

"Isn't it because of its beauty that I fell in love with it at first sight, and its color made me linger in my dreams, like a star in a moonlit night in the cloud, just looking at it, I admired it, and chanted the shallow beauty over and over again. North and South."

Riri Yamabuki shook his head with a smile: "It's too complicated, let me keep it simple."

"I fell in love with Dazai's outer beauty at first sight, whether he has the so-called inner beauty or not—"

"I'm already in love." She spread her hands, "There is no medicine for regret."