But what did Dazai do wrong?

February is the transition season between late winter and early spring. Hibernation and spring sleepiness work together to reveal a strange smile, trying to wipe out all the trapped human beings.

Riri Yamabuki was lazy and unmotivated throughout the New Year holiday.

She bites a lychee-flavored lollipop and curls up in the warm kotatsu, her eyes are fixed on the pretentious boys and girls on the TV screen, and when Osamu Dazai quietly reaches out to change the channel with the remote control At that time, he patted the back of his hand without looking back.

"It hurts!" Osamu Dazai rubbed the back of his red hand and hissed.

He wanted to take revenge to show the inviolable dignity of Mafia port. He put his palms on the carpet two or three times trying to stand up and fight back. Knees tucked back into the quilt.

Warm... the whole person is as comfortable as melting.

Man cannot fight instinct.Osamu Dazai collapsed in the futon with a peaceful mind, slowly peeling a small orange in his palm.

The air is filled with the sweet aroma of orange juice spray, and the warmth of the orange smell rises upwards. The comfort and security are like hot spring water pouring into the limbs and bones.

Ritsuri Yamabuki and Osamu Dazai stretched weakly at the same time, even less motivated to work.

Back then, Riri Yamabuki was the number one introvert in Hakata, a workaholic who worked diligently on the front line of overtime on New Year's Eve.

Up to now, after all, he was led by Osamu Dazai.

Being in love makes people lazy.

At first, Riri Yamabuki tried to struggle.She used her years of introversion experience to explain to Osamu Dazai the rationality and necessity of working overtime during the New Year's holiday, and sincerely invited her boyfriend to transform into a drum washing machine with her, killing all port residents.

Dazai Osamu refused and quickly took out the kotatsu that he had delivered to his door with a price increase.

In winter, there is no human being that cannot be sealed by a kiln.

After an episode of Gouxue TV series aired, in the ending song of crying like a complaining wife, Riri Yamabuki took half an orange from Osamu Dazai and asked him for the umpteenth time: "The New Year holiday has passed for more than two weeks. Now, you are not at work now, are you sure you are not fired?"

"Well, if Mr. Sen is willing to bear the consequences of the sudden rupture of the capital chain of the port Mafia and nearly half of the income wiped out, he can fire me."

Osamu Dazai casually wiped off the orange juice stained on his fingertips, holding a half of an orange that had only been eaten by one petal, secretly observing Yamabuki Riri's expression seemingly inadvertently.

"I'm really confident...Although I have no interest in working for Mr. Tisen, the salary for accepting orders in the New Year is more than three times. We freelancers use this money as an end-of-year bonus every year...This year is completely useless."

Riri Yamabuki pushed the lollipop to the left cheek with the tip of his tongue, tore off a piece of orange and put it in his mouth.

As with any fruit, there are always green and ripe sides.Green as a girl's clumsy noodles, mature as a lady smiling and feasting, or fresh as the wind blowing naturally, or sweet as thick and flowing honey.

The two tastes have their own preferences, but God seems to like to joke with humans. A small orange has subtly grown a little bit crooked and twisted a little bit during the step-by-step growth process with its brothers and sisters.

So much so that although it looks like oranges and smells like oranges, it tastes like durian and bitter gourd, a big boy who has two incomplete genes in one, born after his parents forced a marriage.

It's so bitter that it even has a strange smell of mutton that can't be deduced from the origin of Edogawa's chaos.

Osamu Dazai was the only one to draw this in the whole bag of sweet oranges, and he had to admit that there was a bit of fate in it.

He ate a piece and almost lost control of his expression.Forcibly swallowing with a choked throat, he immediately pretended to be a caring boyfriend peeling an orange for his girlfriend, holding half an orange on his fingertips and handing it to Riri Yamabuki, vowing to live and die with her.

"Gu." Riri Yamabuki swallowed the orange heated by the heater unconsciously, and slowly finished half of the orange in Dazai Osamu's shocked eyes, "Why are you okay!"

"It's not bad." Yamabuki Riri said pertinently, "It's comparable to your Vitality Stewed Chicken."

Osamu Dazai almost forgot that his girlfriend is the only one in the whole world who sincerely appreciates his bizarre culinary skills!

What a great love that can make people lose their sense of taste!

Riri Yamabuki is really not dissatisfied with Osamu Dazai's cooking skills.She has a very traditional concept in some places, such as when two people are together, at least one of them must be able to cook.

It doesn't matter whether the things you make are edible, poisonous, or hallucinating.

"Compared to me who can only boil eggs with an egg cooker, toast bread with a toaster, and heat box lunches in the microwave, isn't Dazai who can cook a complete dish very powerful?"

One day in February, Osamu Dazai was finally freed from the seal of the kotatsu. He reluctantly went back to the port Mafia to clock in for work. Riri Yamabuki, who came to Tokyo alone to do business, ran into Mori Ran who was out shopping with Sonoko Suzuki. The three daughters The children sat and chatted in a cute and exquisite dessert shop, chatting and talking about the topic of love.

"I've heard from Lan that Lili has a super handsome boyfriend! Wow, I'm so envious."

Suzuki Sonoko, a little rich woman with a good family background completely different from ordinary high school girls and the same spirit of gossip as ordinary high school girls, although she doesn't know when her real son will come, but she always has the biggest embrace on the topic of love of passion and love.

She was fed up with the awkward love affair of her friends Mao Lilan and Kudo Shinichi, who were too stubborn to say anything, and she was full of affection for Riri Yamabuki, who was making a quick confession, dating and cohabiting together. One's progress, why are the people eating melons so anxious to death!

"He is handsome, has a stable job and can cook, what kind of fairy boyfriend is this..." Suzuki Sonoko held his face and fell into pink fantasy.

Riri Yamabuki paused for a while while digging up the tiramisu with a silver spoon, and replayed Suzuki Sonoko's words in his mind.

Handsome - there's nothing wrong with him, Osamu Dazai's face would not dare to call it ugly even for a blind man.

Stable job - the youngest cadre candidate in the history of Port Mafia, and is likely to be the youngest cadre in the future, the backbone of the organization who has been forgiven by his father time and time again for blatantly skipping work to fish for countless times.

Know how to cook - the representative works are hard tofu for sharks, vigorous stewed chicken, superman hot pot and a series of highly toxic products. He is an eternal god in the dark cooking world.

"Yes." Riri Yamabuki, who had figured it out, accepted Suzuki Sonoko's compliment to her boyfriend frankly, "I will pass on your evaluation to him, Dazai must be very happy."

Maybe it was because he imagined Osamu Dazai's indescribable expression when he heard that he was praised for his stable job, good cooking skills, and being a hot potential stock in the blind date market. He thought it was funny, and the corners of Riri Yamabuki's lips sunken slightly, and he smiled lightly.

A person who reveals a coldness in his bones is actually very soft when he smiles.

Across a table and an assortment of desserts, Sonoko Suzuki, who was sitting directly opposite Riri Yamabuki, suddenly covered her eyes and groaned in pain.

"Yuanzi! What's wrong with you?" Mao Lilan was taken aback.

"Can you beauties be a little self-conscious... don't you know that it's very dangerous to laugh casually in public..." Suzuki Sonoko struggled, her cheeks stained suspiciously red.

She said loudly: "I suddenly became suspicious! What kind of man can be said to be good-looking by the law? I don't have a photo, and I will never believe it!"

Damn it, beauty belongs to everyone, where did the wild man dare to take her privately?

"I've seen it twice, and Mr. Dazai really looks very good." But Mourilan couldn't take pictures rudely, so he had to turn his eyes to Riri Yamabuki for help.

"I thought Sonoko had met Dazai." Riri Yamabuki took out his phone and unlocked it, and went through the photo album.

"Huh? Why?" Suzuki Sonoko asked curiously while leaning his head.

Because Riri Yamabuki and Osamu Dazai knew Suzuki Sonoko a long time ago, the second daughter of the Suzuki family, the children of chaebol families have their own boards on the dark web, and there are as many people who accept assassination missions as protection missions .

But these are not things Suzuki Sonoko should know. Yamabuki Riri said that she thought Suzuki Sonoko had met Dazai Osamu because she knew that Dazai Osamu had attended a banquet held by the Suzuki Group on behalf of Port Mafia.

You ask why a 16-year-old boy can represent the organization to participate in the banquet of the big chaebol?

——Because he is Dazai Osamu, this name is the whole reason.

"At the banquet at Suzuki's house, the desserts were delicious, but there were too many accidents." Riri Yamabuki remembered Dazai Osamu complaining, "Someone died suddenly during the banquet—no, I didn't do it, if it was me They won't find the body at all-it seems to be poisoned, and then a teenager who claims to be a high school student detective stepped forward to reason... It's troublesome to hide a gun when the police search, why didn't I drink that poisoned glass of wine? It's a pity that he could die painlessly in a little bit."

Based on Riri Yamabuki’s understanding of Osamu Dazai, it’s easy to imagine that scene: while Shinichi Kudo and Officer Megure were busy reasoning about the murderer, the boy from Mafia stood lazily in the corner holding a wine glass.With a black windbreaker loosely draped over his shoulders, Osamu Dazai held up a transparent wine glass to signal to the murderer in the crowd.

It was a farce, no wonder he was too lazy to do his best, and he didn't even bother to walk around in front of the host's young lady to catch her familiarity.

Riri Yamabuki opened the photo album on his phone.She has never had the habit of taking pictures, and she also likes to clear the album regularly. Now there are only a few dozen photos in the album.

Suzuki Sonoko was very interested: "Let me see what kind of peerless handsome guy he is..."

The photo album was opened, and the first photo that came into view was a teenager sleeping in the passenger seat.On his cheeks, three cat whiskers were drawn on the left and right with a black marker, and a dot of ink was dotted on the tip of his nose.

The overly cute look does not detract from his youthful handsomeness at all, but adds a unique charm that makes people tickle.

The person in the photo closed his eyes slightly, as if he didn't know that someone was holding a mobile phone to leave a souvenir.

It was still summer, Riri Yamabuki and Osamu Dazai visited the gem exhibition and the magic show of Kaito Kidd, and drove back to Yokohama after dating.

Suzuki Sonoko covered her mouth and let out a small wow.

Would a cold and indifferent person like Riri secretly take photos of her boyfriend when they were in a relationship?

"There was no secret filming." Riri Yamabuki defended himself, "Dazai woke up when I pressed the shutter."

To prove that she was telling the truth, Riri Yamabuki swiped the screen to show Suzuki Sonoko the second photo.

The second photo is also in the shape of a cat's beard. The person in the photo is awake, his iris-colored eyes are slightly rippling, but there is a pair of fluffy snow-white cat ears on the top of his head. His expression when looking at the camera is very matching.

Osamu Dazai found out that his girlfriend was not angry after secretly taking pictures of himself, but instead proactively proposed a new way to play.

The third one is not a photo, but a video: the lights outside the car are feasting, the light is blurred and blurred, and the traffic jam is so overwhelming that people have no patience.The person on the opposite side of the camera had a smile in his eyes, and he clenched his five fingers into a fist against the side of his face and let out a sweet meow. The tone was soft, but there was a lingering sense of provocation.

"Meow" couldn't be heard clearly, so he moved closer to the microphone and recorded it again.

Being too obvious to suit one's preferences is by no means flattery, but the product of equivalent exchange.

The evidence is the fourth photo.

The protagonist of this picture is not Osamu Dazai. The camera has obviously changed its angle, from the passenger seat to the driver's seat. The background outside the car window is still the street with traffic jams at night. It is obviously a series that happened at the same time.

Riri Yamabuki had the exact same cat mustache drawn on his face, squinting slightly to look at the camera.Under the bright white flashlight, the capitalized black letter "D" on her neck stands out.

It was obviously a very normal photo, but Suzuki Sonoko saw a very ambiguous, erotic meaning for some reason.

The cold tone is like the sharp pain of frost and snow cutting the skin in winter, and it is like the blood stains on the cheeks gently wiped by the fingertips. The man's eyes are downcast, and the tip of his tongue licks the blood on the fingertips, leaving wet heat marks.

Inexplicably makes people blush and heartbeat.

"Well, what does 'D' mean?" Sonoko Suzuki lowered her voice.She seems to have just realized that her exuberant curiosity led her to enter the adult film set by mistake. The color there is not the pink and pure white she imagined, but the black that makes people almost suffocate and hesitates to escape.

"It's nothing." Riri Yamabuki turned off the phone screen and said vaguely, "It's just a signature."

"...signature?" Suzuki Sonoko parroted it.

Perhaps it is because she has known high school detectives for a long time, and has acquired a little sensitive reasoning factor over time, coupled with her expertise in the field of love, Suzuki Sonoko has miraculously understood the unfinished words of Riri Yamabuki.

"D" is, D of Dazai Osamu.

Yes, the signature that Osamu Dazai left on Riri Yamabuki.

It's not an illusion, Sonoko Suzuki thought in a trance, the feeling I felt when I saw the photo was not an illusion.

The hidden possessiveness that only shows a little clue is exposed in the way of commemorating under the flash.Confidentiality and boldness are blended, openness and ambiguity are intertwined. What is that person thinking at the moment the shutter is pressed?

Suzuki Sonoko didn't know, she just wanted to yell that it's over!My family, I am really addicted!

The traces left by the markers were wiped away by alcohol early on, and only the photos left in the mobile phones of Riri Yamabuki and Osamu Dazai at the same time are left to prove their existence.

Riri Yamabuki is such a person who doesn't like to take pictures, and has the habit of cleaning out his photo albums regularly, so the photos left over the years are pitifully few.

However, this black history-like photo has been quietly lying in the album for several months, and the future still firmly occupies the memory.

"Help, I can't take it anymore, I'm stimulated!" Suzuki Sonoko lay on the table and beat the table slightly, "I also want to fall in love, talk about sweet love!"

"Yuanzi will definitely meet someone he likes." Mao Lilan gently comforted her friend.

"Ruri! Can you introduce me to a high-quality handsome guy?" Suzuki Sonoko cheered up, and looked at Riri Yamabuki with bright eyes.

Handsome guy... Riri Yamabuki really knows a lot.

"Yes." She nodded, "I know someone who is still single... Well, do you mind if your future boyfriend wears a dress more beautiful than you?"

Suzuki Sonoko: "??? Very mindful!"

Damn, isn't she a little beauty?It's fine to be compared by a big beauty, but how can you be compared by a man!

Okay, Lin Xianming is out.Working as a killer in Hakata is pretty stable, but it's hard to find a partner, and Riri Yamabuki tried his best.

"Stable job, good looks, good cooking..." Riri Yamabuki input Suzuki Sonoko's adjectives to Osamu Dazai into the search box in his brain, and finally two ID photos popped up.

"There are two." Riri Yamabuki was a matchmaker for the first time, and he was quite serious, "One lives in Shinjuku and the other lives in Ikebukuro."

"The one who lives in Shinjuku is a well-known information dealer in the industry. His job is considered very stable, although he is in danger of being hunted for revenge at any time. He looks like Dazai with a small, white face. He is very suitable for a rich woman, and he will not jump into the water easily. Shark, feel less worried than Dazai."

"The one in Ikebukuro happens to be the enemy of the one in Shinjuku. If Sonoko chooses a blind date in Ikebukuro, there is a high probability that he can meet both of them at the same time, which saves time. His occupation is a debt collection bodyguard, and he is also suitable for a rich woman. Although his surname is ' Heping Island' is not peaceful, but overall he is a very safe person."

"If Sonoko has confidence and is not afraid of life-threatening, you can go on blind date at the same time." Riri Yamabuki said the most terrifying words with the calmest expression, "No matter what the result is, I will protect you."

Suzuki Sonoko: "Is it my illusion? Why do I seem to hear Lawyer say 'no matter what the outcome, I will collect your body'?"

Riri Yamabuki: "How could it be? I have some confidence in my strength and character."

"This world is too dangerous. If possible, I hope that my future boyfriend can have a superhuman punch." Suzuki Sonoko didn't know that her casual complaint would become a reality in the future, and at this time she was still stuck in "It's over!" In her pink bubble, she loves Riri Yamabuki more than herself.

"Rule!" Sonoko Suzuki cheered up again, "Do you know what the next few days will be like?"

"Today is February 2th." Riri Yamabuki calculated, "Tomorrow is February 9th, the International Meteorological Festival?"

Suzuki Sonoko: "Is it necessary to remember this kind of non-holiday festival?"

"There is no holiday in February." Riri Yamabuki said with certainty, "Otherwise the price will increase when I receive the order."

Work on Saturdays, Sundays and holidays is all overtime work, and the starting price is at least three times the entrustment fee.Yamabuki's law is very clear, the whole Hakata has this logic.

"I'm often out of tune with you because I'm too normal." Suzuki Sonoko said quietly, "February 2th! St. Valentine's Day! A festival that I, a single nobleman, remember. Why do you two love dogs seem to know everything? Look like you don’t know! Unqualified! Are you a loser in love!”

"It's almost time to prepare Giri's chocolates?" Mao Lilan suddenly thought, "Yonko, when you go back, accompany me to the store to buy wrapping paper and materials for making chocolates."

"Hmph, it's just Giri chocolate?" Sonoko Suzuki crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows, "Lan, don't change the subject."

On St. Valentine's Day and Valentine's Day, girls should prepare giri chocolates for friends, and most importantly, honmei chocolates for sweethearts.

"Ah, St. Valentine's Day, I remembered." Riri Yamabuki whispered, "Isn't it the day when Hakata's poisoning and homicide cases were most frequent? Twice a year, and the other time seems to be called... White Valentine's Day?"

On Valentine's Day, girls give chocolates to boys. In Hakata, there are often incidents of girls giving homemade poisonous chocolate to cheating scumbags on this day.

On White Valentine's Day, when boys return gifts to girls, incidents of boys giving poisonous chocolates to cheating scumbag girls often occur. It is very fair to come and go.

In the past two days, other killers in Hakata will also replace all their killing methods with poison, which can be said to have a very Hakata-specific festive atmosphere.

Don't blame Yamabuki for thinking that February 2th is Valentine's Day. Whoever has lived in Hakata for several years will not have any pink fantasies about this day.

"Isn't Yokohama a city comparable to Hakata in terms of weirdness?" Riri Yamabuki remembers clearly that the two cities have been fighting wildly for the ranking of the most unlivable cities in the country, and the competition is extremely fierce.

"Is there a custom in Yokohama to celebrate St. Valentine's Day?" Riri Yamabuki felt bad.

She probably seemed to think of a small detail.

Since the day before yesterday, Osamu Dazai mentioned the keyword "chocolate" more than once in front of Riri Yamabuki.

It starts with "I really want to eat poisonous chocolate and leave this oxidized and decaying world", "Mr. Mori said that he can give the subordinates who receive the chocolate on the 14th a holiday", and it goes over to "I prefer liqueur chocolate with whiskey, Lawyer Where's the sauce?" Ended.

Between the lines, full of hints.

I almost wrote the words "Although we are already lovers and don't need chocolate to confess again, but Lili-chan likes it so much, I must have prepared my own chocolate" written on the face.

Riri Yamabuki couldn't imagine the terrible consequences if she couldn't get out the chocolate on Valentine's Day.

At the very least, Port Mafia rejoices in the fact that the unlucky kids who received chocolates from their girlfriends don't want to take a vacation to go on a date.Osamu Dazai is a typical ghost-level boss who can't get it for himself and must make everyone unhappy with him.

The fate of all Mafia boys in the port to leave the order is in the hands of Riri Yamabuki.

Even she cannot take such a heavy responsibility lightly.

"Are you going to the commercial street to buy ingredients for making chocolate?" Riri Yamabuki shook the car key in his hand and said to Mori Ran and Suzuki Sonoko, "I'll take you for a ride."

"That's too troublesome, it's very close, and we can walk there without trouble." Mao Lilan waved her hands again and again.

"No, please let me take you for a ride." Riri Yamabuki changed his rhetoric and said very sincerely.

"By the way, if you can, please teach me how to make chocolate that can't be eaten by anyone."