But what did Dazai do wrong?

The party concerned ended the topic lightly.

As if she didn't drop a thunderbolt that blows Osamu Dazai up to his feet like a static-covered cat.

"What's wrong with you?" Hearing the movement beside him, Riri Yamabuki turned over and looked at Dazai Osamu, guessing: "The little crab crawled into your clothes and caught the meat?"

It would be fine to catch it out and eat it, throw it into the fire and roast it, and it will be crunchy every bite.How can such a good thing as heavenly snacks be easily let go?Say thank you, little crab, for its great love and selfless dedication.

Dazai dared to ask him what's wrong with a calm face... Osamu Dazai wished he could bite off a piece of Riri Yamabuki's meat and let this heartless girl be educated, and he couldn't understand his hatred without seeing blood.

Who dropped a thunderbolt and blah blah blah and blah blah blah and blah blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.Are you playing tricks on him?It was on purpose!

"No, it's nothing." Osamu Dazai looked at the calm Riri Yamabuki with a complicated expression, and repeated through gritted teeth, "It's nothing."

really all right?He had a strange expression, as if he wanted to kill but couldn't win.Riri Yamabuki recalled the teachings of the Book of Love, but did not find a case that could be analyzed by Osamu Dazai.

Her boyfriend is really hard to understand.It may be that her cultivation base is not enough, she does not have the level of a love master, but she meets a difficult object at the level of a bottom boss.

"Did I hurt your heart by saying you were underage?" Riri Yamabuki tried to analyze Osamu Dazai's complex psychology from the perspective of masculinity, "But that is clearly the truth... Or should I lie better?"

Riri Yamabuki has never cared about the issue of male dignity before, but she has met some enemies who knelt on the ground and hugged her legs and cried, "Mom, I'm your big brother, stop hitting me, woo woo woo... Could it be Dazai?" Zhiya——

"Yawning—so sleepy, so sleepy." His intuition told Osamu Dazai that if he continued to chat, the situation would turn to an unimagined path. He immediately took out his level of fooling the Oscar statuette, covered his mouth and yawned big. Riri Yamabuki yawned unconsciously.

"I'm a little sleepy too." She did some strenuous work today, and when she was free, sleepiness surrounded her like a cocoon.

Riri Yamabuki rubbed his eyes, his voice gradually lowered, and he half-closed his eyes sleepily: "Sleep, who will watch the night...Although there is no threat worthy of attention... Phew..."

The soft grass weaves a natural bed, the breeze sends a hypnotic serenade, and the occasional crackling matches burn warmly, everything around is quiet and leisurely.

Riri Yamabuki curled up unconsciously, resting his forehead on Osamu Dazai's arm.

The girl purred a few times like a kitten, and her breathing gradually became gentle and long.

Tonight, the moon is half-hidden in the clouds, the sea is roaring and the tide is ebbing and flowing. The deep sea reminds people of the silence and fear of sinking in the deep sea. Even the sound of birdsong on the deserted island is startled, only the rustling of branches rubbing against each other. The sound is like a ghost.

"Staying here alone will be very scary." Osamu Dazai turned sideways, looking down at the sleeping girl on his arm, with clear eyes.

He lied to her by saying that he was sleepy. He had slept for a long time before, and now he couldn't feel sleepy at all.

His arm must be numb to the point of losing consciousness when he gets up tomorrow morning, Osamu Dazai thought aimlessly, gently brushing away the broken hair from Riri Yamabuki's face.

No matter how you look at it from any angle, it's a very beautiful face. When you close your eyes, you can't see those inhuman indifferent golden eyes. Instead, it shows a bit of youth and freshness unique to young girls. The appearance of sleeping relaxedly makes people feel People mistakenly think she is a very close person.

If he had kissed her, he would not have thought so.Osamu Dazai traced the pale and thin lips with his fingertips, which felt cold to the touch, and together with the ice and snow breath on her body that had never melted for thousands of years, it showed a sense of alienation.

"It will remind people of characters like the Snow Queen... Living in a country favored by cold wind and winter snow, I don't know anything about human relationships..."

etc.Osamu Dazai suddenly thought that if a person believed in some strange love textbooks when she fell in love, it could only prove that she was a theoretical school through and through, and that she was as deep as the Grand Canyon of Africa from actual combat experience.

No one knows better than Osamu Dazai how much Yamabuki Riri lacks the common sense of ordinary people.

"So - did she say it without knowing the consequences?" Osamu Dazai was shocked.

Deserted islands in the middle of the night, lonely men and widows, taboo topics for adults, any keyword you pick up can be a chicken coop warning, and only the person involved knows: the tire of the car bound for Qiu Mingshan has burst.

Even if it is a laboratory that cultivates killing machines, at least some basic physiological knowledge education is given to children!Osamu Dazai thumped the ground, and picked up the doctor Riri Yamabuki was talking about again in his heart, violently slapping him.

Learning from Mori Ogai, the educators who practice on the front line, their supernatural powers are filthy, and their names are filthy, and the juniors they teach have no common sense problems at all!

"So, when she first met me, she huddled on the sofa and played games all night, and she didn't shy away from sleeping with men at all." Osamu Dazai played with a strand of black hair in his arms, "Except In addition to the confidence in one's own strength, there may also be reasons for the lack of awareness of the consequences."

"I always feel like I'm underestimated."

Osamu Dazai let go of the hair that was wrapped around the base of his fingers, turned to raise Riri Yamabuki's chin, and stared at her peaceful sleeping face.

Choose a suitable time to give my sister a practical class.

There are some truths that cannot be understood without practicing them.

Nights without anyone to chat with and no drowsiness are difficult, with your arms being pillowed, and you can't explore an isolated island like Robinson Crusoe.Osamu Dazai picked up a long blade of grass beside him and slowly weaved it into a small ring with one hand.

His dexterity is beyond ordinary people, and the operation of weaving grass rings with one hand made it impossible for Yamabuki to learn the fur in a year. His nimble fingers hooked and twisted, and the thin rings gradually took shape.

"I can weave you a little rabbit with just two hands. You made me unable to weave it yourself. Don't complain to me when you wake up." Osamu Dazai scratched the tip of Riri Yamabuki's nose, and put the little ring into it gently. Her left little finger.

The decoration is too simple, it is enough to put it on the little finger.

"Mr. Mori must have received the news. There will be a boat to pick him up tomorrow morning. Thinking about the report I will write to him after I go back... I might as well be a happy savage on a deserted island." Osamu Dazai sighed deeply.

Even if you want him to eat burnt grilled fish without cutting the scales or guts of the fish, it's okay, the coconuts on the island are very sweet.

"If Mr. Sen asks me how I feel about jumping into the sea and surviving in the wild, I'll kill him and buy a little black pig from the vegetable market to take his place." Hao Daer cursed his inappropriate old father gloomily, " He'd better act like nothing happened."

Perhaps aware of Osamu Dazai's terrifying murderous intent from across the air, Ogai Mori not only did not mention the accident they encountered after seeing Osamu Dazai and Riri Yamabuki, but also voluntarily reduced Dazai Osamu's report, expressing that he would not Such surface engineering is required.

Osamu Dazai: This job can continue.

"Leave the rest to Suzuki, Akashi and the Tokyo police. Dazai-kun and Lawyer have worked hard."

Mori Ogai was about to end the conversation and let his subordinates who came to the office to see his subordinates go home to rest just after escaping from the island, when there was a knock on the door of the chief's office.

Knocking on the door at this time is not enough to make him work overtime, Osamu Dazai vigilantly grabbed the corner of Riri Yamabuki's clothes, glanced at the entire floor-to-ceiling window glass of Mori Ogai's office, and quickly marked the best point of force in his mind.

It only takes [-] seconds to break out of the window!He will swear to the death to defend the labor right of workers to take paid leave!

"Calm down Dazai-kun! Don't be impulsive!" Mori Ogai didn't want to face the "Shock!In order to protest against the black-hearted capitalist port Mafia, a senior executive resolutely jumped from the chief's office! ", "Blood and Tears Complaint!Contemporary workers fight to the death and vow to seek justice! ", "Dark Secrets of the Office, Take You to Uncover the Second Face of the Chief of Port Mafia" Yokohama Headlines.

His reputation is already very bad, there is no need for Osamu Dazai to continue to add bricks and tiles, let the adults save some face.

"Let someone come in and ask what's the matter, and you won't be too late." Mori Ogai signaled the subordinates waiting at the door to come in and report.

"Boss, there are two policemen waiting at the gate of the headquarters." The boy in black suit who was guarding the gate for Mori Ogai opened the door and came in and bowed. "The front desk asked us to make an announcement."

"Huh? The police?" Mori Ogai touched his chin and said doubtfully, "It's so strange. I thought the first lesson of the Yokohama police was how far away from us they were. They have to report for something important. I'm here?"

"Sorry, I didn't report it clearly." The subordinate immediately said, "It's not the Yokohama police, but the police from Tokyo. They're calling for Mr. Dazai and Ms. Lawyer."

Call them by name?Could it be—

Osamu Dazai: "Is it found out that I cheated in Tokyo?"

Riri Yamabuki: "Have I been found out about my private work in Tokyo?"

The two asked in unison.

Mori Ogai: "Ladies salemen, please refrain from violating the rules in private in front of your boss, do I want to lose face?"

Roll call to find the top executives in the organization who are known to be difficult to deal with. No wonder the front desk staff hurriedly reported to Mori Ogai.

"Just letting two policemen come to Yokohama to arrest people with arrest warrants is too small for Mafia." Osamu Dazai said coldly, "Let's go, Riri-chan, let's settle the trouble cleanly."

"Understood." Riri Yamabuki lazily followed Dazai Osamu's pace, "One minute."

"No, no, no!" The subordinate hastily stopped the terrifying high-level man who had two big characters of sharks written in his eyes, and clarified: "They did bring something here, but it's not an arrest warrant, it's a pennant!"

It is a pennant that shines brightly and shines the light of justice on the earth!

Riri Yamabuki/Osamu Dazai: "The pennant?!"

"Is there some kind of April Fool's Day hallucination event in Tokyo?" Riri Yamabuki immediately took out his mobile phone to search for news headlines.

"Is it a prank?" Osamu Dazai asked vigilantly, "It must be a conspiracy by the little man and Mr. Mori to join hands, we will not be fooled!"

"Dazai-kun, aren't your words a little too much?" Mori Ogai covered his heart quietly, "What kind of image do I have in your heart? Have you ever respected your elders a little bit?"

"Rintaro is so poor." Alice mocked Mori Ogai irrelevantly, and said happily to her subordinates, "Hey! Bring the pennant up quickly! I'm going to post it in Rintaro's office!"

"Ai, Alice-chan—" Mori Ogai looked like he was about to pass over after being too shocked.

At the entrance of the Mafia headquarters building in the port, the two policemen who failed to draw lots and were pushed by their colleagues to Yokohama to present the pennant wiped off the cold sweat on their backs, and solemnly handed the red and gold bronzing pennant to the members who received them.

"I am very grateful to Mr. Osamu Dazai and Ms. Riri Yamabuki of your organization for their strong support to our Tokyo police. They have defended the dignity of the law and protected the human rights of criminals. Our company appreciates this. A small pennant is not enough The envelope contains the rewards given by the two for their bravery. I hope that the two will continue to actively do good deeds in the future, and the police and the people will work together to contribute to the construction of a beautiful Tokyo."

The policeman’s voice echoed through the walkie-talkie in the chief’s office on the top floor, and the reverberation lingered for a long time. Dazai Osamu and Yamabuki Riri looked at the walkie-talkie as if they had seen a ghost.

"It's the first time I've received a bonus for being brave." Riri Yamabuki looked at Osamu Dazai blankly, "Why didn't the Hakata police ever send it to me?"

"Probably because you are afraid that your status as the number one hitman business leader will be dragged down by the bonus." Osamu Dazai covered his forehead, "Protecting the human rights of criminals... referring to the airship? No one except Kudo Shinichi should know what we did. , How could he apply for a pennant for us for no reason? Provocative?"

No, wait, Osamu Dazai remembered.

【"Standing over there——Kudo-kun? The prisoner locked in the utility room will be handed over to you. Mafia at the port is a rare kindness. It is not too much for the police to send me a pennant, right?"】

Osamu Dazai: Sending me a pennant is not too much, is it?

Kudo Shinichi: Alright, here's the arrangement for you.

Man, walk the talk.Putting his dignity as a detective on the line, he must send this urgently customized pennant to Osamu Dazai!

Gossip blows all over Mafia port like the wind, and within 3 minutes, everyone knows that Mr. Dazai, who is the most ruthless in the organization, and Ms. Lawyer, the emotional killer, have received a banner of bravery from the Tokyo police.

It was as red as fire and as golden as the sun. When the two men in black suits walked towards the elevator holding the pennant in both hands, countless people stared at them in shock, as if their hearts had been baptized, and for a moment there was a slight desire to abandon evil and promote good. sense of mission.

"Are we really the Mafia organization that does all kinds of evil and uses all means to scare the enemy?" Some people questioned themselves, "Superficial! It's too superficial! We are clearly the Batman who is active in the night to bring justice! Batman! It is the beautiful boy who guards the darkness of Yokohama Girl warrior! I have only seen through my mission until today, and I am ashamed of the BOSS who taught us so hard!"

Whenever the lights in the leader's office are turned off at night, the leader must put on a dark cloak and a cool bat mask in silence, and stand alone on the wind-blown rooftop looking at his beloved Yokohama.

"What kind of complicated and unspeakable thoughts did the leader have at that time? As a loyal subordinate, I never thought of understanding the lofty ideals of the leader. It was my dereliction of duty! Pretending to be a miraculous Alice around Yokohama krypton gold boss, I misunderstood you, boss!"

In the office on the top floor, Mori Ogai shuddered with an aversion to cold, almost unable to maintain his ability.

It was so terrifying, as if the soul was twisted into a creamy little twist, it made him shudder.

Mori Ogai originally wanted to hang the pennant at the most prominent position on the first floor of the headquarters building to persecute his eldest son, but a strange premonition told him that he was probably the one who died socially!

No, no, daba!

"The pennant, let Dazai-kun take it back." Mori Ogai said calmly, "As the leader, I am deeply proud of having subordinates like you."

"I don't want it." Osamu Dazai said with disgust, "It's disgusting, just thinking about it makes me sick. Right, Riri-chan?"

"Our names are written together." Riri Yamabuki carefully looked at the gilded text on the pennant, "It's quite fresh... I don't care, you can throw it away if you want."

"Yamabuki Riri" and "Dazai Osamu", the two names are listed side by side on the silk banner, which is extremely conspicuous.

Coupled with the celebration red background and the correct bronzing font, Osamu Dazai suddenly found it pleasing to the eye.

It can be regarded as a rare commemoration, if you show it to Oda Saku and Ango, you will definitely receive praises of surprise and admiration!

"Just hang it on the background wall of the sofa at home." Osamu Dazai decided on the destination of the pennant in an instant. How pitiful, he is a decadent middle-aged uncle who is not helpful to society."

As one of the high-level executives of the port Mafia and one of the "double blacks" who make the enemy fearful, is it something to be proud of being named a representative of righteousness and bravery by the police?Mori Ogai has nothing to complain about.

He also thought of Nakahara Nakaya, who never ran through traffic lights and liked to help the old lady cross the road, and Yamabuki Riri, who was keen to help stray cat rescue stations in his spare time. Mori Ogai couldn't help but reflect: I was the villain?

As the boss of an evil organization, he does not strive to be a good person and do good deeds, but he is the one who is at fault?

Mori Ogai is often out of place with his subordinates because he is too normal.

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Riri Yamabuki and Osamu Dazai walked side by side on the way back to the apartment.

It's nine o'clock in the morning.The rescue ship found the deserted island where the two lived at five or six in the morning, and reported to Mori Ogai non-stop after returning to Yokohama, until now it was completely over.

"I'm on vacation today. Do you want to play some games after taking a shower?" Osamu Dazai suggested, "The game I played before has a new one. I asked my subordinates to buy it."

"For two-player games, I will only play the cracked version of Forest Ice Fireman with you." Riri Yamabuki said numbly, with his left hand always in his pocket.

She hadn't taken her left hand out of her pocket since boarding the rescue boat.

"I wanted to say it before." Osamu Dazai took a step closer to Riri Yamabuki, put his arms around her shoulders naturally, and lowered his voice, "Mr. Mori has looked at you several times in the office."

"Isn't his hunting range females under the age of 12?" Riri Yamabuki said flatly, "I have nothing worthy of his attention."

"Yes." Osamu Dazai whispered, "He has been looking at Riri-chan's hand, very curious why you didn't take your left hand out of your pocket - obviously Riri-chan is much more polite to him than me, the sudden abnormality It’s impossible not to explore without curiosity.”

"It's just a straw woven ring." He said with a smile, "Since you're afraid of people looking at it, why don't you just take it off?"

The thin ring wrapped around the little finger was faintly hot, with a strange sense of presence.

Riri Yamabuki stroked the rustling saw on the edge of the grass blade, and she found the ring when she woke up on the lawn.It's just that she was in a daze at the time, and was half-carried by Osamu Dazai to the rescue boat. The pleasant voice kept coaxing her to sleep, and the boat swayed, unable to resist the drowsiness.

Instinctively, she didn't want others to discover the ring on her little finger, so she persistently stuffed her left hand into her pocket, and kept it all the way.

Wearing it on the little finger is just a simple decoration... right?

Maybe Osamu Dazai wanted to weave a bunny out of grass leaves to pass the time, but with her arm under his pillow, he decided to make a simpler one.

It didn't fit her finger shape perfectly either, it was a little loose on the little finger, and if it wasn't put in the pocket, it would fall to the ground inadvertently.

Since it is an ornament on the little finger, wouldn't it be better to weave it tighter?It's just right to wear it on the ring finger...

Yamabuki Riri suddenly interrupted his thoughts.

Osamu Dazai is very good at handwork, yes, paper roses are folded lifelike and budding, but such a simple and simple thing as a ring is really a product of casual weaving, how can he pay attention to too many details?

Riri Yamabuki slowly pulled her left hand out of her pocket, and the straw ring was hooked loosely on her little finger.

"I'm just afraid of losing it." She said, "I always cherish gifts from my boyfriend."

It was clearly a blade of grass ring that was so simple and cheap that it couldn't stand on the table, but Riri Yamabuki bent his little finger deliberately, maintaining a somewhat inconvenient posture with a slight stiffness.

It's hard work, Osamu Dazai thought, because it's not the right size for the little finger.

He has the habit of perfection in handwork, the more delicate the work, the more attention to detail, and the dexterous people always have a strange obsession with perfection.

It fit on her other finger just right, exactly.

But it was a straw ring that was put on that finger for the first time, and I felt more or less regretful.

"It doesn't matter if you drop it." Osamu Dazai smiled, "I will give it to you again."

The girl beside her looked slightly surprised, she might want to go to other places, muttering "I want to be a rabbit or a cat", Ren Dazai took her hand.

A loose straw ring hangs empty on the little finger of her left hand, shaking in the air as she walks.

On the sidewalk, the shadows of two people overlapped to form a single person, and the breeze swept away the small voices of conversation.

"The game I mentioned earlier, although it's not the cracked version of Forest Ice Fire Man, is still the same. Lilijiang is definitely a man!"

"You said the same thing last time when you compared the black soul and the little crocodile's love to take a bath. I won't believe it anymore."

"What's the difference? It's easy for me, it's hard for you—it hurts! Don't start, you'll be stupid."

"I'm training you to stay sane when you get hit on the head. Say thank you."

"Please give Mr. Sen a copy of the same service. I am very grateful."

"Will you be fired?"

"Then just resign and let my sister take care of me. Wouldn't it be nice for me to be a happy little boy at home?"

The two chattered irrationally, and walked into the same house one after the other.