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

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Because of my outstanding performance in the leading war, Mori Ogai naturally proposed in the meeting that I be promoted to a reserve cadre.

Nobody has an opinion.

Except for Osamu Dazai.

Ogai Mori ignored Osamu Dazai's protest and promoted me.

After all, when I was in the leading war, I went out to fight with a team alone. When the building collapsed, I saved so many people, including getting back 5000 billion, which is obvious to all.

As a reserve cadre, the most significant change is that I have my own office, which belonged to Osamu Dazai's guerrillas, and was thrown to me.

Less obviously, I pushed open the door of my office and found Osamu Dazai's office next to it.

I worked hard and brought over the documents that belonged to him.

Osamu Dazai is not around, he is probably still working hard at some accounting firm to launder money, and he hasn't been home for several days.

The good thing is, the secretary that Mori Ogai gave me is still my secretary, hehe.

Otherwise, I'm really afraid of changing to a secretary, the newcomer doesn't know that my coffee needs double sugar.

When it was time to get off work, I took a look at the unfinished documents and decided to work overtime. Anyway, I was alone when I went home, which was boring.

What I didn't expect was that Osamu Dazai, whom I hadn't seen for many days, pushed open the door of my office and pressed down my hand holding the pen.

"Stop working overtime, Qianli, you are becoming more and more peaceful!"

Anwuhua... what is it?

I looked up at him confusedly.

Dazai Osamu knocked on my forehead with hatred: "I didn't say anything about you Oda Sakuka before, but Angohua is absolutely not allowed."

"It's off work, let's go." I didn't react until Osamu Dazai pulled me away from the port mafia building under the horrified gaze of the guard brother.

"What is Anwuhua?"

Dazai Osamu rubbed my head: "Ango's famous line, as long as you don't go to get off work, you don't have to go to work, as long as you don't sleep, you don't have to get up."

"It's too social, I'm definitely not that kind of person." I was shocked by these words.

In the past two days, I seem to be too social animal?

I began to wonder if I was brainwashed by Mori Ogai.

The main reason is that the subordinates around me are working harder than each other. Occasionally I go to see Zhong Yuanzhong and find that he is also working hard. I became like this before I knew it.

Roll.

"It's finally back to normal, Chisato." Osamu Dazai breathed a sigh of relief: "You went to the construction site and came back abnormal."

But the construction site is really happy, and I can still work on the construction site after I quit the mafia.

I twisted the steel bar thief six.

Even the Central Plains can't screw me.

"To celebrate Chisato becoming normal, let's go to a bar." Dazai Osamu changed my way home without waiting for my consent, and dragged me to the bar.

Lupine

Osamu Dazai and Sakunosuke Oda added a meeting place for Ango Sakaguchi.

It is also the place where I happened to meet Fyodor, the demon who wanted to change the world, and chatted with him for an hour.

There is no one inside.

Also, Sakunosuke Oda has adopted five children and should not have time to come to the bar. Ango Sakaguchi is favored by Mori Ogai because of his outstanding ability, and he is probably still working overtime.

"It's just the two of us today." Osamu Dazai sat down first, patted the stool beside him, and smiled maliciously.

What do you want to do?

"Sit for thousands of miles." Osamu Dazai tilted his head, looking very innocent under the light.

I swallowed, and sat down obediently.

"Boss, a glass of champagne and a glass of Long Island iced tea." Osamu Dazai ordered.

Champagne should be his own, as for...Long Island iced tea?

Osamu Dazai, don’t think that if I don’t drink alcohol, I don’t know that Long Island Iced Tea is alcohol.

"I do not drink."

"But you drank with the devil last time." Osamu Dazai said aggrievedly, his eyes seemed to glisten with water.

Why do girlfriends feel responsible for finding out that their boyfriends are cheating?

I suppressed the eerie feeling and corrected him: "I don't know who he is, and we're drinking tomato juice and lemonade."

Osamu Dazai corrected me: "Lemon champagne, with lemon, Long Island iced tea, red."

so?Does it have anything to do with them being wine?

"Drink." Osamu Dazai took the Long Island iced tea that the boss had made first, and stuffed it into my hand: "Qianli has been so busy dealing with documents recently, drink and relax."

Isn't the reason why I'm busy dealing with documents is that besides my own, I also deal with your Dazai's?

"I've never drank it." I looked at the glass of crystal clear red liquid and hesitated a little. The wine with ice cubes had small bubbles, which looked very attractive.

"There's always a first time for everything." Osamu Dazai didn't feel ashamed at all to induce minors to drink, he looked at me holding the cup eagerly and hesitated: "It's delicious."

Seeing that I still didn't want to drink, he changed his face instantly, and reminded me with a smile: "Hundred Ghost Night..."

Well stop talking.

With a cold face, I took a sip.

It's so spicy, the spicy taste hits the nasal cavity, but after the stimulation, it has the fruity aroma of orange and lemon. Is there cola in it?

"It's delicious, I knew this wine would suit Qianli's taste." Seeing my reaction, Osamu Dazai raised his champagne with a smile: "Cheers."

"Why cheers?" I shook my head, realizing the beauty of wine, which is no more exciting than a cake with white sugar.

"For your promotion."

"For my promotion?"

The two cups collided, and because I used too much force, some of the clear wine spilled on my hands.

What a waste...

I put down the wine glass, licked the liquid off my hands seriously, then raised my hand to look at the stain on Osamu Dazai's hand...

Osamu Dazai seemed to be laughing, he stretched out his hand, and let the tip of my tongue sweep away the beads of wine stained on the back of his hand.

What is he laughing at?

I heard a bang, like the sound of something hitting the ground, and I didn't react until the pain turned to me, ah, I fell to the ground.

dizzy.

I struggled to get up, but something pressed my head. I couldn't struggle, so I knelt down obediently, raised my head, and saw Osamu Dazai condescending, took a sip of champagne, he just retracted the pressure on my head. The culprit that got me up.

I just discovered that Osamu Dazai is not pure black hair, his hair is actually a little red under the light, and his iris-colored pupils are also red, like a pure and warm sun.

The bar's stereo was playing a hot song, as fast as my heartbeat.

I tilted my head.

"Dazai, you're so pretty."

"Thank you for the compliment." Osamu Dazai thanked him with a smile.

The chairs in the bar are very high. I sit on my knees and barely reach the height of the chair. It is uncomfortable to look up at people, and it is also uncomfortable to kneel and legs, but every time I think about it, Osamu Dazai will bend over hold my head.

After struggling several times, exhausting my already weak body, I finally gave up.

I lowered my head, thought for a minute, and finally came up with a direct solution, and asked Osamu Dazai, "Why don't you let me get up?"

Osamu Dazai looked at me and couldn't help laughing: "It's really interesting, Qianli."

I blinked and said seriously, "Thank you."

I remember saying thank you when someone compliments you.

"Can you meow like a cat?" Osamu Dazai had an idea and asked me suddenly, he smiled: "I will wake you up once you meow."

Why do I want to meow like a cat? Although I was puzzled, I still meowed obediently.

"Meow."

The young man's slightly hoarse voice, with a trailing tail, seemed to be slightly drunk after drinking. This soft voice was buried under the warm music of the bar.

Like an illusion.

Osamu Dazai coughed lightly, stood up from the chair, walked up to me, pulled me up, and told me, "Look, I didn't stop you from getting up."

I nodded obediently: "Yeah."

It always felt like something was wrong there, but I didn't want to think about it and just let it go.

I turned to see my unfinished Long Island iced tea on the bar table.

long Island Ice Tea?

Ah, that particularly delicious drink.

So I picked up the glass and took another swig.

Eh?

Why does my chest feel so cold when I drink it in my mouth.

I looked down and realized that I hadn't held the glass firmly, the liquid spilled over my chest, my shirt was soaked and smelled of wine.

What a waste.

Just when I was about to lick, Osamu Dazai held my shoulder.

He couldn't even speak smoothly, intermittently: "Okay... let's go back..."

"Why do you stop talking? Are you tired?"

"No, it's because I laughed out loud."

"What's a bifurcation?"

"Don't worry about it, go back quickly, poof..."

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Long Island Iced Tea, a super high alcohol cocktail made with vodka, rum, gin, and tequila.