But what did Dazai do wrong?

The skin on the neck is thinner than elsewhere.

Put your fingertips on it, and you can feel the slight beating of the pulse.The skin seems to melt together, and the vague sense of adsorption makes it impossible to remove your hands.

Even if the key is in the hands of Osamu Dazai, Riri Yamabuki doesn't seem to care.Her dark golden cat pupils, which were slightly squinted due to sleepiness, were covered with water mist, and her head was bit by bit, as if she was about to fall into a dark and sweet dream in the next moment.

"It's not okay to cheat by pretending to be asleep." Osamu Dazai asked urgently, "Is it so difficult?"

That question, from the superficial interpretation, is just an ordinary question and answer for couples, wouldn't it be good to say some love words without thinking?

If it was Riri Yamabuki in a waking state, he would never be silent for such a long time.

"Tonight's Riri-chan is an honest and good boy." Dazai Osamu's voice is intimate, and the hidden danger is deliberately hidden under the coaxing, "I don't want to lie, do I? It's okay, just tell the truth, I won't be angry .”

Drunk people are honest, drunk people are lying.

Yamabuki Riri didn't say a word.She just smiled, her tipsy smile dyed her earlobe red, as vivid as a colorful oil painting.

Riri Yamabuki raised his hand, and slowly stroked Osamu Dazai's eyes.

"Do you trust me?" she asked.

"Of course." Osamu Dazai said a lie that he himself would not believe, "I love you so much, how could I not believe you?"

"Don't use the word called love lightly." Riri Yamabuki sighed softly, "You deceive your tongue, words will deceive your heart."

Is she really drunk?

Osamu Dazai suddenly couldn't believe it.

The fingertips that swipe from the end of the eyes are no longer cold as before, but a comfortable warm touch.Looking carefully, the thin red spread from the cheeks to the back of the ears, and from the neck to the place covered by the clothes.His breathing was slower and lighter than usual, and his pale lips were reddened by the heat.

Osamu Dazai lowered his head and touched Riri Yamabuki's lips, sipping the aftertaste of brandy and champagne on the tip of her tongue.

The wine is good.

"I caught it." Ritsu Yamabuki groaned, his spirits uplifted, and the sleepy cat pupils opened at once, "Dazai is secretly drinking."

"I didn't steal it, I drank it aboveboard." Dazai Osamu stroked the slender curve of Riri Yamabuki's neck, "Ryri-chan went to a very nice bar, was it to celebrate? I also want to drink with Riri-chan."

"Because the work is hard." Riri Yamabuki said with his eyes closed, "You have to reward yourself well after work...Ah, there was a new customer at the bar today who tried to entrust me, but he didn't say what the entrustment was, so I was taken away by you, a great loss new customer."

"The men who strike up a conversation at a bar can't be motivated by a commission." Osamu Dazai said, "You should almost learn to sink every bad man who strikes up into Tokyo Bay."

"Does that include Dazai too?" Yamabuki put his law knowledge into practice, "He who comes to talk to you, bad man."

"Hey—it's too much, I'm one of the top ten boyfriends who can't be found even with a lantern." Osamu Dazai shamelessly raised himself up, "Immediately after work, I went to find my girlfriend who abandoned me at the headquarters to have fun alone, very Hard work to bring the drunk home."

"The top ten boyfriends don't ask life-threatening questions when their girlfriend is drunk." Riri Yamabuki squeezed Dazai Osamu's face, "I'm drunk, not stupid."

"So, you admit that you can't answer my question." Osamu Dazai said suddenly.

Exactly why he stayed with Osamu Dazai, the reason Yamabuki Riri thought he knew it well.

It’s to pass a boring time, to experience the feeling of ordinary people falling in love, to appreciate the eyes that are more attractive to her than gems at close range, and to sneak into the port Mafia to solve some troubles of hostile organizations...

She obviously intended to kill Osamu Dazai at first.Even if they agreed to live together, they planned to end everything in a simple way after getting bored.

She thought that Osamu Dazai had already reached a consensus with her on this point—they maintained this nondescript intimate relationship for the purpose of taking advantage of each other.

Things you know well can't be brought out of the water. Who would ask such an unsightly question as "When are you going to kill me" during a kiss?

Deceiving in intimacy and concealing in love language is the most correct way for them to get along.

Since when did Osamu Dazai's temptation go beyond the bounds?Since when did she back down from his bottom line again and again.

"Falling in love is indeed a troublesome thing." Riri Yamabuki muttered to himself, "It's been a long time since I've been questioned...and it can't be solved by violence, it's a headache."

"Obviously you won't believe anything I answer." Dazai Osamu Yamabuki Riri whispered softly, and he had to get very close to hear it clearly, "I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep with a big pillow, and I don't want to brainstorm."

The cold hair brushed against Osamu Dazai's fingers, bringing a soft itching sensation, and the murmuring girl with her eyes closed was so sleepy that her voice sounded like a small animal snoring.

Osamu Dazai unconsciously twisted a few strands of black hair and played with his fingertips.

...Are you kidding me?

Although it is atypical, it sounds like a baby.

She avoided the question in a rascal way, but she couldn't say that she was wrong.No one understands his suspicions better than Osamu Dazai himself. No matter what answer Yamabuki Riri gives him, he will only half-believe and keep probing endlessly.

So she refused to answer, and she wanted to knead her extremely talkative and annoying boyfriend tonight into a big non-speaking pillow, and sleep well in her arms.

He's wayward as hell and cute as hell.

The drowsiness brought on by alcohol surges up, dragging people into a dark and sweet dream.Osamu Dazai didn't make a sound for a while, Riri Yamabuki waited and waited, his eyes drooped unconsciously, falling into a peaceful sleep.

A string of diamond-like drops of water hung from her closed eyelashes, and she was so sleepy that she didn't even have the energy to rub her eyes.Osamu Dazai leaned down, licking the crystal clear teardrops with the tip of his tongue.

Sticky.Riri Yamabuki looked like a cat whose fur had been wiped with water by a wicked human being, wrinkled his nose in dissatisfaction, and buried his face in Dazai Osamu's palm sideways.

The gentle breath sprayed on the palm, and the fingers curled up unconsciously, avoiding the itching.

In the endless darkness, Osamu Dazai caressed Riri Yamabuki's long hair nonchalantly, and watched her quietly for a long time.

……

"Welcome~ Now is the great broadcast of the Morning, Time, Divination, and Divination programs! Are you waiting in front of the TV for a long time? Are you looking forward to it! Come, let's take a look at the constellations today. luck~"

"Today's Gemini's lucky item is ~Dangdangdang! A platinum necklace designed by a super-class designer! It's really very, very beautiful! It's a super lucky choice! There are also couple models for buying now, and you can get a discount if you buy together! Dear Audience friends can directly call the number below the screen to consult us, or go to the counter to try it on! At present, there are only counters in Shinjuku, Shibuya, Yokohama, Ikebukuro and other areas..."

The host's lively voice came through the speakers, and Riri Yamabuki slowly opened his eyes amidst the morning news broadcast.

It is her habit to get up early to watch the morning news. Osamu Dazai, who either stays in bed or works overtime, never turns on the TV in the morning. How did he change his sex today?

"Gemini's lucky thing, I'm a little tempted." Osamu Dazai sat cross-legged on the other side of the sofa, huddling aggrievedly in the small space not occupied by Riri Yamabuki.

"Are you awake?" Sensing Riri Yamabuki's gaze, Osamu Dazai shook his hand at her, "Good morning Riri-chan, how does the hangover feel? Is it like being hit on the head by a vending machine and thrown away?" How does it feel to be kicked into the Pacific Ocean by the brat next door as a soccer ball after being put into the washing machine for a dozen laps?"

"I heard a lot of malice in your voice." Riri Yamabuki patted his forehead, like repairing an electrical appliance that didn't work at all, "Although I don't remember clearly, I don't have the habit of going crazy with alcohol. It's also very good, absolutely nothing irreparable has been done to you."

"How can you say that!" Osamu Dazai hugged a helpless self, "I was obviously deprived of my innocence by you last night..."

Riri Yamabuki glanced at the high-heeled shoes on the heels, and pointed out calmly: "Don't touch porcelain, you don't even want to help me change into slippers."

"It's not my fault." Osamu Dazai refused to accept the accusation of being inconsiderate, "It's Riri-chan who pesters me so passionately that I can't even leave the sofa."

"Really?" Riri Yamabuki tried to recall, "Is your throat locked or your legs broken?"

Osamu Dazai: "...Is there no less bloody option?"

Riri Yamabuki fished out her mobile phone from the crevice of the sofa. She clicked on the secret mailbox and glanced at it, but she didn't see the message from Knight.

No news means nothing happened. As for how she got home from the bar, it didn't matter.

The hangover headache and nausea will not appear on the body strengthened by the supernatural power, but Yamabuki Riri feels that he slept well last night.

The faint fragrance of agarwood in the dream lingered gently on the tip of her nose, as if leaning against the bank of a gurgling stream, the grass under the peach blossom tree was soft, and her slender fingers combed her long hair little by little.

"Has Riri-chan ever been drunk before?" Osamu Dazai asked curiously.

"Yes." Riri Yamabuki replied, "It was said that after being drunk, it seemed like a completely different person. I kept smiling at them, scaring them into thinking that I would physically destroy the black history when I woke up."

She shrugged: "Actually, as long as you don't take pictures and keep it, it's not a black history just to say it-oh, did I smile at you for a long time last night?"

Riri Yamabuki spread out his palms: "Bring me your phone, I'll check it."

Feng Shui turns around, and the last time this line was Dazai Osamu.

Unlike Riri Yamabuki who forgets to mute and flash when taking pictures, Dazai Osamu did a good job as an agent, and his expression when he handed over his phone was very calm and calm, with a whole body of righteousness.

It is impossible to guess that he uploaded the photos to the cloud early, and deleted the mobile phone backup to destroy the evidence.

Riri Yamabuki glanced at the photo album on Dazai Osamu's cell phone, which was so clean that no problem could be seen. She didn't believe that Dazai Osamu had done nothing, but since the clothes were still worn on his body, they were only slightly wrinkled...it didn't bother him at all.

The morning news on TV continued to be broadcast, the horoscope segment seemed to have added a suspicious hard broadcast, and the host was still promoting the platinum necklace that was said to be "a must-have lucky item for Gemini today".

Osamu Dazai watched with gusto, his eyes sparkled: "Hey Riri-chan, if I don't wear the lucky charm, I will be shrouded in bad luck today, and then I will succeed in a super perfect suicide?"

He happens to be a Gemini.

"Successful suicide is a 'good thing' and 'lucky' for you, right?" Riri Yamabuki disagreed, "Unlucky should mean that no matter how perfect a suicide plan you have prepared today, you will not succeed."

Osamu Dazai was shocked: "Is this how it is interpreted?"

Yamabuki Riri: "Human beings pray for transshipment in order to achieve their own goals, which is very reasonable."

Osamu Dazai was convinced.Makes sense!Whether the rope broke when he was hanging himself, or he happened to be caught in a fishing net when he entered the water, it was the misfortune of misfortune, the unlucky of unlucky, which made him farther and farther away from the "refreshing, clear and energetic suicide"!

If he continues to be unlucky, his long-cherished wish is like looking up at the helpless sardine head in the starry sky school, he can only look up dully at the unattainable dream.

It is imminent to buy lucky items for transshipment!

"There is a counter in Yokohama, very good!" Osamu Dazai put on a bandage on his wrist again, ready to go out, "Ri Li-chan, let's go shopping for a date after a long absence today!"

"Do you know? I know someone who buys lucky things all over the street because of divination in the morning. He is a teenager who plays basketball. He has impressive green hair--would you consider dyeing your hair green, me? There are discount coupons for barbershops."

"Give it up, I will be laughed at by the little man and Mr. Mori for a whole year until the hair dye fades."

"You don't need to be afraid of other people's eyes to release your personality—in fact, the discount coupon is about to expire, so it doesn't need to be wasted."

"Then, I'll sell it to the little man tomorrow—I swear by my personality, and I will definitely trick him into sending money to his door."

"It's really reliable, I will repay you with a discount card from the ICU ward."

"It's so vicious, is this what a girlfriend should say?"

Riri Yamabuki and Osamu Dazai walked and chatted all the way, and the style of chatting and painting was incompatible with the stinky couple holding hands nearby.

In the morning news, the "platinum necklace designed by a super-class designer" sales counter is on the fifth floor of the store. This floor is extremely deserted, and even the fragrance in the air exudes a luxurious atmosphere of "I'm so expensive, you can't afford it" field.

"Has the luxury goods been reduced to the point of inserting hard broadcasts in divination in the morning?" Riri Yamabuki asked doubtfully, "Or is it that the ratings of that TV show are actually very high?"

"It is especially popular among middle and high school students." Osamu Dazai said affirmatively, "Look, aren't junior high school students rich nowadays? Atobe, Akashi, Suzuki... I heard that they are all audiences of morning divination."

"Study hard and don't engage in feudal superstition." Riri Yamabuki clicked his tongue. "I remembered that there are also killers in Hakata who have to bring a lucky item to act. The professionalism is worrying."

"However, isn't it good to have some spiritual sustenance?" Osamu Dazai walked to the counter and looked down at the exhibits in the glass cabinet, "Believe in the blessing of luck, and believe that you will be able to recover from adversity at any time... Yes Our kind of work hovering on the brink of death is quite important."

"It's not like what you can say." Riri Yamabuki and Osamu Dazai met and looked at the necklace together. "When I was in a desperate situation, I only believed in my own ability... Is it sustenance? Although I can't understand it, I feel a little envious for some reason."

"It's a very lucky thing to have something worth entrusting."

Platinum necklaces reflect dazzling light under the white light of the showcase. The lucky objects of Gemini always appear in pairs. It was also mentioned in the program that "there are also couple models, and you can get a discount if you buy them together."

"Although it is a lucky item for Gemini, Riri-chan can also wear it." Osamu Dazai decided briskly, "Please help me take out this pair of necklaces."

"Huh?" Riri Yamabuki was stunned for a moment, "I don't need to, I don't have the habit of wearing necklaces."

"You just need to accept the lover's gift, you can't bargain." Dazai Osamu put his index finger on Riri Yamabuki's lips, making a gesture to make her boo.

The actual necklace is more beautiful in the hand.The design is simple and elegant, with a perfectly polished diamond embellished in the hollow platinum birdcage, which just stays in the middle of the collarbone on both sides when worn, which is the finishing touch.

"It's so pretty." Standing behind Riri Yamabuki, Osamu Dazai let go of the long hair that he held in his palm when he put on the necklace for her.

Riri Yamabuki lowered his head, and the platinum necklace was submissively touching his skin, with the unique coolness of metal.

Although I don't understand the reason, I am a little happy to receive the gift.

"It's very suitable for you." The lady behind the counter praised with a smile, "Usually you don't need to take it off when you go to bed and wash up. However, some customers said that whether it is putting on or taking off the necklace, it is very troublesome to operate by yourself... But, this is exactly It’s romantic for couples, isn’t it? It’s also a lover’s privilege to take off jewelry for a partner.”

"That's right, it must be more troublesome for Riri-chan." Osamu Dazai leaned closer to Riri Yamabuki's ear and whispered, "I can't even get my fingers knotted. Takes a pretty pessimistic view—pain, no head, concussion."

"Don't think that the lucky thing will let you change your luck, so you won't be beaten into a small biscuit by me because of your unrestrained speech." Riri Yamabuki threatened in a low voice.

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"I bought the transshipment item, today's suicide will be super smooth." Dazai Osamu happily walked out of the store building, "Ri Li-chan! Do you think I should try hanging myself first, or find a quiet and beautiful water and jump happily?" ?”

Riri Yamabuki: "I think—your cell phone is ringing."

Osamu Dazai reluctantly took out his phone and glanced at it.

Suddenly, a dark cloud shrouded his back, and his whole body seemed to be wilted by the wind and rain, crying in despair.

Riri Yamabuki: "Mr. Mori's overtime message?"

Osamu Dazai: "Use the throne... usurp the throne... I can't do this job for a minute..."

The social animal person, the social animal soul, and the social animal usurping the throne is the master of man.

"After all, if a cadre dies, it's normal that the work will increase." Yamabuki Riri comforted Osamu Dazai, completely ignoring the fact that he was the culprit.

Osamu Dazai glanced faintly at Riri Yamabuki, and turned weakly back to the direction of Mafia headquarters at the port: "Don't say any more, everything is a blessing, I understand."

Riri Yamabuki just killed a cadre of Mafia at the port, and now he doesn't really want to hang around under the nose of Mori Ogai.She confidently gave herself a vacation, and was going to the bookstore to see if there were any newly published poetry collections.

The two parted at the intersection, Dazai Osamu turned his back to Riri Yamabuki, and took out the phone from his pocket again.

The text message sent before did not come from Mori Ogai.

[Gan Le: Dazai-kun really doesn't want to take over the information business...if you don't give too much. 】

[Gan Le: I did a little research.At that time, Dazai-kun entrusted me with the content that "we need some mercenaries as strikers, and those who can pay on credit are the priority", right?Your original plan was to let them be cannon fodder at the front, life or death. 】

【Gan Le: It's hard for anyone to accept such a business. Even if I'm as kind as I am, I can't find someone to turn to. The real desperadoes are a minority after all.Dazai-kun gave me a problem. 】

[Gan Le: As for me, I have always had some small opinions on you, Dazai-kun (really small opinions, I will not laugh out loud when you die, absolutely not), and you give me a problem again, Makes me very unhappy. 】

[Gan Le: So I went to find Lawyer - I have cooperated with her many times, she is a very powerful supernatural being, she definitely meets Dazai-kun's requirements, the only problem is... she hates doing white jobs, I hate prostitution the most. 】

[Gan Le: Even if Mr. Dazai is not dead in her hands, she can have some fun for me. That's what I thought, so I happily entrusted her. 】

[Gan Le: She also agreed to my request smoothly—this is the whole cause and effect relationship of your first encounter.At least on the surface, I was the only matchmaker. 】

No matter how you look at it, this matter is a personal grievance between Rinya Orihara and Osamu Dazai, and Riri Yamabuki only passively joined it because he was a "suitable candidate".

With a smooth causal chain, everything is reasonable, smooth, and unobtrusive.

But Osamu Dazai knew that it was definitely not a coincidence.

"Was it intentional to get close to... from the very beginning?" He said to himself, "There should be many accidents that she didn't expect in the middle. In her prediction, my real fate is to die on the day of first meeting."

As for why he should be killed, there are too many reasons, so many that it is impossible to even guess the position of Riri Yamabuki.

"It's not a good thing to be hated too much." Osamu Dazai scratched his hair irritably, "I think the faction and personal list of my death can be listed until next year, and the ghost knows which side she represents."

Riri Yamabuki's job is to be a killer, and he doesn't need a reason to kill him.

"Forget it, don't care about that." Dazai Osamu deleted the chat history with Orihara Rinya, "It doesn't matter what purpose she approached me in the first place."

The important thing is-

By the rainy and foggy river, young girls and boys who are drenched and huddled under suit jackets to hide from the rain.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows where the moonlight pours, it is like a waltz of blooming petals.

In the darkness and smog, the blade grazed his cheek and the icy force clamped his wrist.

The mountain villa where the snowstorm is howling, the soft touch of the kiss on the fingertips.

……

Osamu Dazai didn't care about Yamabuki's purpose.

Osamu Dazai didn't care why she stayed by his side, why she fell in love with him.

Now that he's tempted, she can only be his.

Any obstacles will be removed one by one.