But what did Dazai do wrong?

From the first day when Chuya Nakahara and Osamu Dazai formed a relationship, they fought against each other countless times, and Osamu Dazai, who had an absolute disadvantage in force value, won Chuya Nakahara again and again, which made him puzzled. Exactly why.

Is his fist not hard enough or the beating not hard enough?Osamu Dazai was already in the ICU, so why was he the one who was killed in the hot post on the forum?

Today, Zhongyuanzhong also knows the answer.

——Because Osamu Dazai is shameless.

"It hurts too much to be hit. I don't want this kind of death." Osamu Dazai said briskly without any hesitation, "I choose women's clothing."

Nakahara Chuya: "Huh? Are you serious?"

Osamu Dazai: "Seriously, is it shameful to wear women's clothing? I know! It must be that the little dwarf's psychological endurance is too poor, and he will only hide in the quilt and cry secretly, so that he thinks that women's clothing is punishment, so pitiful. Shall I find you a psychiatrist and make an appointment for a few courses of treatment?"

"Women's clothing is a compulsory course for every qualified killer." Riri Yamabuki also agreed with Osamu Dazai's point of view, "I have an acquaintance who is very good at JK dressing, do you want me to contact him to give Port Mafia a group training?"

The internal business capabilities of your organization are not good enough, professional players feel uncomfortable.

"Since you keep saying that women's clothing is normal." Nakahara Nakaya grabbed Osamu Dazai by the collar and asked through gritted teeth, "Why do my photos of women's clothing still build tall buildings on the forum!"

"Of course it's Chuya's fault." Dazai Zhizhi blamed it bluntly, "If you accept women's clothing from the bottom of your heart, you won't be like this at all. Wearing a skirt like Chuya's, you can't wait to twitch and pinch the lady who walks the whole way. Isn't it super normal to be pointed at by everyone!"

"Could it be that you can be very calm in women's clothing?!" Nakahara Nakaya shook Dazai Osamu's shoulders to death, wishing to grab his head off and throw him from upstairs.

"Stop it, childish boys!" Koye Ozaki clapped her hands crisply, interrupting the murder scene at the door of the office. Haven't the high-level people lost enough face?"

Dazai Osamu's subordinates have all practiced the good skill of "the boss does not need us and never appears in his field of vision". The whole floor is as quiet as a tomb, echoing the roar of Chuya Nakahara alone.

Osamu Dazai's soft voice is also part of his conspiracy. People who don't know the inside story can only see how pitifully he is being bullied by Nakahara Chuya in the workplace, just like a small white flower trembling in the strong wind. Weak and helpless.

No fool would be fooled by him though Port Mafia :)

"It's pointless to show off your tongue, Chuya." Ozaki Koyo raised her hand, and rolled her sleeves to cover the smile gracefully on her lips, "Since Dazai has accepted the task, let's prepare now. In order not to be caught The client doubts the professionalism of Port Mafia, so please be sure to disguise it flawlessly from appearance, voice, and posture."

"The arrangement of the Akutagawa brothers and sisters is also left to me for the time being." Ozaki Momiji raised an eyebrow, "Dazai will be under the guidance of Riri and become a lovely girl."

The elder sister led a group of people to leave Dazai's office vigorously, Akutagawa Ryunosuke turned his head three times at a step, looking like he really wanted to stay and learn Mr. Dazai's new skills.

Young and unaware of women's suffering, Osamu Dazai's calm smile immediately collapsed, and he hugged Riri Yamabuki pitifully.

"Big sister Hongye and the little dwarf teamed up to set me up." He groaned, "Can you tell the client that I'm actually disguised as a man? If the transaction party doesn't believe me, I can blind him to convince him."

Osamu Dazai is eager to get the support of his girlfriend, and it is enough to scold Chuya Nakahara with him for three hours.

"Women's clothing, I want to see it too." The girlfriend's expectant voice made Osamu Dazai completely lose his smile.

He turned his head little by little, and Riri Yamabuki looked at him without blinking: "JK, Lolita, maid outfit, cheongsam...choose one, and I'll pay for you."

She is going to fill up the krypton gold bars that Miracle Zai travels around Yokohama today!

Osamu Dazai retreated slowly, one step and two steps, he fell on the sofa and could not retreat.

The enemy retreated and we advanced, Yamabuki Riri put his hands on the back of the sofa and trapped Osamu Dazai in his arms, his eyes burning.

"I read a manga before and saw a maid lady. She was wearing a black and white long skirt maid outfit, wearing a black leg ring, and a cold dagger stuck to her thigh. She lifted the skirt once and killed a person."

It's so astringent, it's even more astringent to replace the young lady with Osamu Dazai.He is tall and thin, but has a wide frame. He can hold up complicated and heavy skirts perfectly, with both beauty and strength.

"It's not impossible for me to wear it." Osamu Dazai said slowly, he really didn't feel ashamed to wear women's clothing, but he would never do anything that was not beneficial.

"Does Riri-chan want to see maid outfits?" Osamu Dazai raised his face and said bewitchingly, "It's boring for me to wear alone, and girls' clothes are very complicated. I would be very happy to have a demonstration."

His hand was on Shanbuki Riri's waist at some point, and his presence was too strong to be ignored.

"Even though my sister can choose clothes that are pleasing to the eye to dress me up, on the contrary, I also want to see the styles I like."

"That's fair."

It sounds reasonable, and there seems to be no pitfalls.

Riri Yamabuki hesitated for a moment, she didn't quite believe that Osamu Dazai was so honest, but she couldn't find any loopholes in his words for a while.

"I can wear it first." Osamu Dazai unhurriedly threw out favorable conditions for Riri Yamabuki, "I will fulfill my promise after the mission is over."

If Yamabuki Riri is a person who likes to renege on debts, she can regret it after receiving benefits.

Too bad she isn't.

"You will wear whatever clothes I choose?" Riri Yamabuki confirmed again.

"Of course." Osamu Dazai nodded calmly, "We have the same conditions, don't we?"

"Then, okay." The interest in the maid Zai overwhelmed the vague foreboding in his heart, Riri Yamabuki agreed, "Let's go shopping for clothes now."

Special shopping service Using a special shopping method, Osamu Dazai called the clothing store owned by Mafia at the port, and asked people to clear the shop and only accept their two customers.

His attitude was too positive and even a little impatient, which made Riri Yamabuki deeply doubt whether he had fallen into a pit.

"It's indeed the same condition, what went wrong..." She couldn't get an answer after thinking hard.

Osamu Dazai hung up the phone, caught a glimpse of Riri Yamabuki's slightly wrinkled nose from the corner of his eye, and gave himself a bright red [-] in his heart.

Too naive, Lilijiang, of course there is a difference, and it is huge!

Just think about the fundamental purpose of Osamu Dazai's women's clothing, and you will understand the gist of the trick:

He changed into women's clothing for the mission and to protect the client's role as the female companion's secretary. No matter what Riri Yamabuki chooses, it can only be limited to "can be displayed in front of people", "not offensive", "not fancy clothes", "Normal and convenient for combat" clothing.

On the contrary, Yamabuki Riri is purely for him to see.

"If you fall into the trap yourself, I won't be polite." Osamu Dazai closed the online shopping order submission page and smiled harmlessly at Riri Yamabuki.

I really look forward to the face of Lilijiang when he finds something wrong and has no way to repent~

The probability of being beaten is only 1%, and 99% of the time she will put it on properly after being speechless—after all, her general common sense is not enough to understand the subtext.

Even if you are a little more defensive towards men.

Yokohama Commercial Street, the high-end clothing store under Port Mafia welcomed two special guests today.

One of them is Mr. Dazai, the youngest cadre in the history of Port Mafia, who has gone crazy in gossip among non-high-level personnel. Even if he has never met him himself, he knows what horrible things he has done.

The other is his girlfriend who seldom shows up at the headquarters, and let Hakata netizens follow the network cable to Yokohama dark net to cry, Goddess, why did you leave us, Ms. Hakata Norihikari.

Shouldn't the daily life of two terrorists be a legendary story of countless deaths and injuries caused by fighting and killing? The sweet and sweet couple shopping together doesn't quite fit your bloody personality, adults!

The store manager guarded the door tremblingly to welcome the distinguished guests.

There are only two kinds of clothing stores invested by Port Mafia. One is tailor-made suits. The business covers the middle and low-level personnel of the organization, and the high-level personnel have one-to-one designer services. shop.

Everyone must make way for the BOSS's preferences.

Although Mori Ogai only needs clothes that fit Alice's figure, his taste is not bad. Some styles are very popular with women, and the store has gradually changed from a dedicated children's clothing brand to a full-age one.

"The stock of large-sized maid outfits in the warehouse has been put on the display rack." The store manager felt uneasy, "Mr. Dazai said that only the minimum number of people is left here, so I asked the store staff to go home on vacation... only me Is it really possible? Should I find a partner who collects the corpse for me?"

He is still very smart to be able to sit in the store manager's position.

Plus-size maid outfits are suitable for tall and wide-boned people, but he has heard that the legendary Miss Law Li is tall and slender, which is not suitable for plus-size at all.

Either Miss Law Li herself is different from the rumors, or...the person in the maid outfit is actually...

"Don't think about it! Don't think about it!" The store manager slapped himself on the face, "Calm down! No matter what happens, just pretend to be blind! No problem, I'm fine!"

"Is that the shop where someone slapped me at the door?" Riri Yamabuki asked curiously, "It doesn't look very reliable."

"The manager of that store is quite tight-lipped." Osamu Dazai said, "Although he is a bit nervous."

Isn't it really driven crazy by some people?Riri Yamabuki is skeptical.

"Welcome to both of you." The store manager bowed deeply, "All eligible clothing has been put on the display rack. If you have any needs, I will serve you wholeheartedly."

From the moment he saw that Riri Yamabuki didn't wear a plus size at all, he had already guessed the worst outcome.

"Is this the feeling of excitement and fear that the owner of the kimono shop next door felt when he saw Miss Hongye pulling Mr. Nakaya who was full of reluctance?" The owner held his heart, afraid that it would stop beating.

If it is Mr. Zhongye who is famous for being talkative, conscientious and honest, he may still have a bit of excitement to watch a good show. Although he does not dare to secretly take pictures, he will also upload photos of Mr. Zhongye's women's clothing in private and become a popular person on the forum. Stimulate sweet dreams.

But replace Mr. Chuya with Mr. Dazai, who is notoriously unkind, heartless and terrifying... The store manager's heart feels cold, as if someone has poured a basin of ice water on him in winter, shivering like a drenched chicken.

"I prefer bows and Sailor Moon." Riri Yamabuki stood in front of a black and white maid outfit, and his heart was moved by the large and small simple or complicated bows on the clothes, "Dazai, do you like this one?"

"I can do anything." Osamu Dazai, who was lying on the sofa in the rest area and refused to move, drew a long tone, pinching his voice to imitate a female high school student, "Master can let him wear whatever he wants."

The fake voice blasted dozens of streets of Dr. Ali's bow-knot transformation device, and the store manager almost knelt down for him when his legs softened.

Damn it, what kind of sex game is this between men and women, young people don't want to show off in public!

"Shop Manager, come and give me advice." Riri Yamabuki waved, "I like skirts that are easy to lift up, with daggers and straps underneath, best for shooting guns, please choose fabrics that look good after being stained with blood. "

Store manager: sluggish.jpg

Your taste, how should I put it, is not only avant-garde but also unexpectedly very personal, so that he was transferred back to the Mafia channel from the 18-ban set.

"Is it the costume chosen for the task?" The store manager pointed to another set, "I recommend this one, the design is very light and does not affect the movement, only a few laces are made of gold, and the whole is based on 'pure white angel' The clothes designed as a theme, the inconspicuous pattern on the white fabric is as beautiful as a weed flower after being stained with blood, it is very suitable for Dazai-san who is killing people."

No, what is he talking about?Did he really point to the maid outfit and tell the truth that it suits Dazai-san?Does his birthday end here today?

"It's just as a guard for the transaction. It's better not to kill." Riri Yamabuki touched the embroidery on the cuff of his clothes, "But it's impossible in Hakata. 'Pure White Angel', you are right, it is very suitable for Dazai .”

She had long thought that white might be more suitable for Osamu Dazai than black.

"Change the black suit into a white suit..." Riri Yamabuki simulated the cross-dressing in his mind, and paused for a second.

Well, it's her type.

Did Osamu Dazai look according to her aesthetic point of view?Riri Yamabuki thought puzzledly that when she met for the first time, she only saw his eyes.

It's strange, I don't understand, but it's rare to only pay attention to the eyes now, sometimes they will be attracted by his moist lips after drinking water, and sometimes they just want to smell the cold fragrance lingering on his body.

Hate place?Also, I hate the fact that I'm a Port Mafia officer.

"Ah, but wasn't it because of his identity that I approached Dazai in the first place?" Riri Yamabuki muttered to himself, "I don't understand."

Don't think about it, it's a headache.

"I've made my choice." Riri Yamabuki pushed Osamu Dazai into the dressing room with 'Pure White Angel' and a series of matching decorations.

Standing in the fitting room, Osamu Dazai shook his dreamy and beautiful long skirt, sighed and unbuttoned his shirt.

He really paid too much for falling in love.

"The interest will be paid back." Dazai Osamu whispered.

With no psychological burden, he expertly tied the bow, adjusted the hem of the skirt, stuffed the dagger into the tie on his thigh, and folded the cuffs.

In the end, all I had to do was zip up the back.

Osamu Dazai touched the zipper with his backhand. Halfway through the pull, he suddenly changed his mind and pushed the zipper back to its original position.

"Ryri-chan." Osamu Dazai poked his head out of the fitting room, beckoning to Riri Yamabuki, "Come and help me."

"What's wrong?" Riri Yamabuki walked towards Osamu Dazai, "Where can't you wear it?"

"The zipper is on the back, I can't touch it." Dazai Osamu said without blushing, "help me pull it."

Riri Yamabuki also had clothes with zippers on the back, she believed it without any doubt.Osamu Dazai let her in sideways, and closed the door of the fitting room behind his back.

There was a "bang", and the store manager waiting outside pretended to be blind and dumb, seeing and hearing nothing.

The two of them stood in the fitting room, and the space seemed extremely narrow. When they turned around, their limbs bumped into each other, and the air was hot and dry.

Osamu Dazai turned his back to Riri Yamabuki, and the unclosed zipper opened to both sides, revealing his fair back.

There are bruises and scars on his back, and the slightly thin body that is usually hidden under the suit shows a sense of strength unique to men, which is completely different from Riri Yamabuki.

She belatedly realized that males and females are naturally different in size.Even if she can hit ten Dazai Osamu alone, as long as Dazai Osamu turns around at this moment, he can easily hug her full.

There was a slight rattling sound when pulling the zipper, Osamu Dazai remained silent, and Riri Yamabuki could only hear his clear breathing.

Why care about breath sounds?Yamabuki's thinking is divergent, even if 1 people are in the same room, she is confident that she can find Osamu Dazai's breath.

Is there any use for this skill?Shanbuki Riri was at a loss for a moment, she put down her hand, her voice could not hear the waves: "Okay."

Osamu Dazai turned around, holding the hem of the skirt and shaking it around a little: "Is it suitable?"

Ritsuri Yamabuki was in a daze all the time, and when he heard him ask, he looked straight at Osamu Dazai.

she:"……"

It cannot be described in words.

To put it bluntly, only old-fashioned and uncreative words like "he's like an angel" can be said without stuttering.

How can it be so suitable?White and Osamu Dazai.

The maid costume is no longer the focus of attention, the point is that Riri Yamabuki really saw the holy light shining behind Osamu Dazai in a trance.

It shouldn't be, isn't this person a recognized black devil?Who put an angel filter on him without authorization?

Oh, it turned out to be herself.

"Falling in love really makes people blind." Riri Yamabuki closed his eyes, trying to turn off the feather holy light filter in his brain, "Let's stop here today, you go home first, I'll go to the hospital for an ophthalmologist.

Osamu Dazai quickly grabbed Riri Yamabuki who was about to rush out of the door, and forcibly pulled down her arm covering her eyes.

"Is this dress so inappropriate that Riri-chan won't even take a second look at me?" Osamu Dazai felt aggrieved, "Open your eyes."

The holy light was about to blind her, and the feathers flying all over the sky covered the ground layer by layer and spread over her ankles. Riri Yamabuki suspected that if she looked at her a few more times, she would not be able to help playing an aria with the BGM.

The ophthalmologist may not accept it. Which department treats delusions?

"Look, look, I tied a dagger on my thigh according to Riri-chan's sexual fetish." Osamu Dazai lifted up the hem of his skirt to show it to Riri Yamabuki, "It must be useful in Hakata."

Absolutely, Bodo is an unhappy city where there are no troubles, and its welcome gift is blood and violence.

Yamabuki Riri subconsciously imagined the appearance of the pure white angel stained with red blood: the bloodstains are scattered like camellias in full bloom on the skirt, white and red are intertwined with pure and cruel dreams, what is not revealed in the angel's eyes Compassion is the condescending indifference of the gods.

"Didn't I tell you, I can't stand this kind of thing." Riri Yamabuki hooked Dazai Osamu's neck, tiptoed against his wet lips, and murmured with his eyes closed.

"I haven't had time to do anything yet." Osamu Dazai wrapped his arms around her waist and involuntarily deepened the kiss on his lips, "What did my sister fantasize about? Tell me too."

"I'd be more than happy to realize your imagination..."

The ending was swallowed in the throat, and Riri Yamabuki pressed his back against the hard fitting room door.

"... Regarding the task, you should find a way to cancel it." Panting, Riri Yamabuki rubbed the tip of Osamu Dazai's nose, "Whether it's skipping work or neglecting duties, just find any reason and punish me for you burden."

"Why?" Osamu Dazai pecked her eyelashes and licked her eyes wet, "Because the clothes don't look good?"

"It's so pretty." Riri Yamabuki grabbed Osamu Dazai's hair, making him look at her more intently, "I don't want to be seen by others."

"Huh? Really domineering." Osamu Dazai rolled his eyes and smiled, "Ryuri-chan is also very good-looking, but I never said such willful words."

"Are you less self-willed?" Riri Yamabuki bit Osamu Dazai's chin, leaving a clear tooth mark, "If you are not allowed to go, you are not allowed to go."

"It's a big mistake to go back in the middle of the mission." Osamu Dazai pretended to hesitate, "Maybe he will be suspended from work and go home to reflect."

"It's better to just resign." Yamabuki Riri whispered, "It's not like I can't afford it."

It would be great if she could resign. Now she is directly taking people back to her base camp in Europe, and she will never set foot in Yokohama again in this life.

The port of Mafia is not only a black-hearted enterprise that only allows entry but not exit, but now it also forces boyfriends to sell themselves for work, and the more they think about it, the more angry they become and the more they hate it.

"I just got sulking because I didn't agree immediately..." Osamu Dazai put his head on Riri Yamabuki's shoulder and rubbed his head, with a deep smile in his voice, "My sister has a bad temper."

"You knew I had a bad temper the first day?" Riri Yamabuki squeezed Osamu Dazai's earlobe, "Hurry up, send a message to Mr. Mori to ask him to find someone else to go to Hakata."

"Yes." Osamu Dazai lazily agreed, he tugged at the hem of his skirt, "Do you want any more clothes?"

"Yes, swipe my card." Riri Yamabuki flipped his wrist, and the black card quietly appeared on his fingertips.

She casually stuffed the black card into Osamu Dazai's collar, and pushed open the door of the fitting room: "Go to checkout, or can you choose two more?"

"Put the card into the collar... I thought Riri-chan was going to open a champagne tower for me next second." Osamu Dazai drew out the tone unhappily, "Why are you so proficient?"

"If you want, I can also open it for you." Riri Yamabuki tilted his head, "Help you sprint for the first place in performance?"

"The yearly service with the best performance...Let me think about it, how much should I charge?" Osamu Dazai wrung his fingers and calculated carefully, "A black card is definitely not enough."

Riri Yamabuki only brought one card when he went out today.She patted her empty pockets, and spread her hands helplessly: "No more. What should I do, the number one performance will be transferred to the arms of other customers?"

"We have a special payment method for VIP customers." Osamu Dazai leaned over and kissed Riri Yamabuki's lips affectionately.

"Kiss to renew for one day, does the guest consider becoming my lifetime member?"