[Bungo Stray Dogs] On the Compatibility of Reaper and Black Slime

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Sigma returned on the third day after Osamu Dazai returned from Meursault.

Just from Meursault's side came the day after Fyodor was rescued by unknown persons.

A young man with pink and white hair suddenly appeared in front of the villa, and was discovered by Quan Jinghua.

After I received the call, I went to the villa as soon as possible. Osamu Dazai, who was recuperating at home, would follow him no matter what.

"Brother, I'm back."

I was taken aback: "You remember?"

I'm ready to rekindle my relationship with Sigma.

Osamu Dazai leaned on the sofa and yawned lazily, like a lazy cat: "Before the book is returned to the Supernatural Secret Service Division, please write something in the book in disorder."

Quan Jinghua rushed up and hugged Sigma tightly, and Atsushi Nakajima jumped directly from the second floor.

I saw them reunited, sitting next to Osamu Dazai, and felt a little emotional: "It's like the ending of a novel."

"Huh?" Dazai Osamu leaned over and leaned on my shoulder: "Yeah, it's finally over."

When Yunju Jinshan asked me what reward I wanted, my brain froze and I said I wanted a book.

It turned out to be for me.

It was snatched and used by Fukuji Sakurachi, torn off by Fyodor, and rushed by Edogawa Ranbu on the page that could only write a dozen characters at most.

But anyway, it's a book.

I said casually, I really got it, I had no desires or desires, and the people around me had nothing to worry about, I didn’t know how to deal with it, my head twitched, I went to Verlaine, and gave him the book.

I told Verlaine that this can change the reality, and I will treat it as a thank-you gift.

It was what he taught me that kept me alive in the Port Mafia.

Verlaine was silent for almost half a minute, and said thank you.

The next day, I heard that Verlaine and Mori Ogai talked on the phone for an hour, and then, someone from the port mafia witnessed a blond man and a black-haired man walking out from the direction of the gang room, and then disappeared.

Ogai Mori said that Verlaine had asked for leave and wanted to go on a trip with his revived lover. He didn't know how long the trip would be or when he would come back, so he left as soon as he said it.

I don’t know if Mori Ogai remembers it or not, anyway, after the combination is resolved, I will never forget the one-month vacation he promised me.

With Mori Ogai hesitating to talk, Ozaki Koyo happy to see what happened, and Nakahara Chuya gnashing his teeth, Osamu Dazai and I started our long-lost honeymoon trip.

"Yokohama will be handed over to you, Atsushi-kun, Akutagawa." I solemnly begged them: "I announce that starting today, I will retire."

Although I am only 22, I am full of peaches and plums.

Our first stop was to Hawaii.

We were surfing in the sea, and Osamu Dazai was overturned by the waves, and had a close contact with the sea, so as not to embarrass him, I also jumped into the sea, and splashed water on the head of Osamu Dazai who had just crawled out of the sea.

We looked at each other, I was thinking that Osamu Dazai was insoluble in water, Osamu Dazai was curious why I threw the surfboard away.

In the end, with a dark face, I dragged Osamu Dazai, who was choking several times from laughing, back to the beach.

When we went shopping, the aroma of food and the hustle and bustle of fireworks complemented each other, entangled the gluttons in our stomachs, and Osamu Dazai ordered three king crabs in one breath at the food stall.

Of course I didn't finish it, there was a whole one left.

After returning to the hotel, Osamu Dazai hugged his chest and got angry with me: "You actually want to give my crab to that brat."

"My child has been hungry for a long time." I coaxed him helplessly: "Besides, if you can't eat it today, the seafood will not be fresh. How can you eat seafood that has been overnight."

Osamu Dazai cut it: "I don't care, how can I give to others what you gave me."

"It's better than losing it." I blinked, and complained in my heart that Osamu Dazai finally gave the crab to the child, and I was still talking about my European-style childish behavior: "Okay, okay, I was wrong."

I leaned over and gave a skilled kiss: "Don't be angry, okay?"

Shunmao succeeded.

After leaving Hawaii, there were still two weeks left in the vacation, and we went to many places. During the limited one-month vacation, we walked through the mountains, went down to the deep sea, went to the snow field, watched the sunset, watched the sunset, Hand in hand, through the years, enjoy the time.

After returning to Yokohama, Verlaine and Rimbaud traveled somewhere, so I went to the lying room, fished out Q, and gave it to Sigma.

That's right, the almighty Sigma again.

"New family?" Sigmar, who had moved to the headquarters of the port mafia, pulled Yumeno Kusaku with tenderness in his eyes.

"It's a direct subordinate." I handed Mori Ogai's letter of appointment to Sigma, feeling a little helpless: "Congratulations, my lord."

There is no way, I was finally released from prison, and I was going to travel again. Verlaine also left, and Mori Ogai had no one to use, so he brought Sigmar, who had been secretly controlling the port mafia company, to the headquarters.

Mori Ogai summed it up, Sigma has so much power, and there are just a few cadre positions in the port mafia, so he was given to him.

"After attending the celebration banquet tonight, go back to eat early?" I patted Sigma on the shoulder: "Atsu-kun and Dazai, the Armed Detective Agency, just finished a big case and were commended. Double happiness."

"Yeah." Sigma nodded: "Take Kusaku, let's go together."

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The author has something to say:

Although jj didn't finish his speech, I still have to write one.

The reason for writing the article is that I have read almost all the articles with the Wenye label, but I am not addicted, and many of them are not the pure Wenye world I want to read, because I want to write this book because I want to write a comprehensive article.

To be honest, I just wrote it when I wanted to. At the beginning, Qianli didn’t even have a personal setting, let alone a plot outline, and there was only so much to write.

My writing is not very good, and the plot is a bit long-winded, but I am very grateful to the treasurers who chased after me. I am really grateful, it is great to have you.

I heard that it is difficult for jj to post articles, and no one reads them after I write them. However, I posted Chapter 1, and there were ten favorites on the first day!

Because of those ten favorites, because of that, and everyone’s comments every time I post an article, I finished writing this novel with more than 60 yuan.

The joy of generating electricity for love is that someone watches it!

Really very happy!

Thank you to the wife who helped me draw the cover, and when I saw the picture of Qianli in the old Ford, I felt really indescribable. In short, I am very grateful to everyone for being able to like Qianli.

I have written the story of Qianli here, but maybe there is a parallel universe in this world, there is really Qianli living happily, goodbye.

[That's right, push Xinzai Yinwu, next door Wen, please miss Wen, don't miss me]

I dragged on the extra content of Qianli and Boss Zai. As I said earlier, I have a bad memory, and I forgot all the settings in this episode.