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

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I choked on Miss Caroline's words.

"We're gay."

Osamu Dazai would probably not accept me.

He's just a kid who enjoys being used to it.

"As long as it is love, it is worthy of blessing." Caroline said persistently.

I gave up thinking and threw my head back.

I suppressed the guilty conscience of being caught.

I didn't do anything wrong, I just did the task normally!

Isn't it normal not to disclose the content of the mission?

This hypnotic self-idea was shattered the moment Osamu Dazai knocked on the door and came in.

I haven't seen him for a week. The young man who I fed so hard to be healthy is a little thinner, with an unchanging black coat draped over his shoulders, a bandage covering his right eye, and a piece of gauze on his left face.

"Dazai, you..." Did you commit suicide again!

The river in a foreign country is so beautiful that I want to jump, and the tree in a foreign country is so beautiful that I want to hang myself. Osamu Dazai can definitely do this.

Osamu Dazai waved his hand: "No."

I was silent. Sometimes Osamu Dazai's transparency makes people uncomfortable. For example, in the current situation, he knows what I want to say before I speak.

Osamu Dazai entered the door, ignored me, walked up to Caroline, performed standard etiquette, and spoke French.

Caroline also responded to him in French.

I became more silent.

The illiterate was myself.

Miss Caroline seemed to ask Osamu Dazai a few questions, and Osamu Dazai answered them one by one. When they were talking, Caroline even looked at me a few times.

Is it about me?

I was so anxious that I couldn't understand anything.

I will learn French when I go back.

The two chatted for a few more words, and then I heard Caroline say, "Use Japanese."

She glanced at me with a smile in her eyes.

Miss Caroline is such a nice person!

Osamu Dazai glanced at me quietly, and sat next to me, facing Miss Caroline.

When I sat down, his windbreaker was placed on my lap, and I just wanted to move to the side, when Osamu Dazai held down my legs with a smile.

I touched my nose, not daring to move, and continued to read the auction album.

I fell in love with the "Tears of Death" which was aliased as "Sigh of the Sea God", and I had no idea about other items, so I just turned to the last page.

It's Miss Caroline, too, making a deal with me to protect her grand finale.

Unexpectedly, the final auction item was just a palm-sized cloth bag, dusty, without any pattern, and the bulging part seemed to be a cylindrical thing.

The name is "Amulet Bag", which is a supernatural product passed down from generation to generation by a family named Kavdras, and it has the effect of increasing wealth.

If it really has this effect, why doesn't the boss of the auction house keep it for himself.

Dazai Osamu didn't know when he moved his head over, and said quietly: "There are finger bones in here."

ha?I was a little startled: "Human?"

"Otherwise?" Osamu Dazai asked.

Caroline, who was sitting on the other side, took a sip of her drink and looked at Osamu Dazai: "You want this too?"

This talisman bag is Caroline's target.

"This is the goal of the Caroline family, I dare not want it." Osamu Dazai sat back and leaned against the back of the sofa: "And I can't afford it either."

I silently glanced at the starting price of a string of zeros, and sighed that there are so many rich people.

Caroline was very satisfied with Osamu Dazai's reply, and she introduced this talisman bag: "This is the work of Kavderas, a work made of nun Nadran and Bishop Mold's pinky finger bones. The Fudras family is good at making such blessing objects, and this one is the posthumous work of Master Kexius."

I heard an earful of complicated foreign names and didn't recognize any of them.

Besides, using human bones as a charm bag for luck is a little scary to carry around with you.

Osamu Dazai smiled gently, I glanced at him, I have never enjoyed his gentlemanly attitude towards Miss Caroline.

Thinking about what I have done to Osamu Dazai, I feel sad.

The auction started. The curtains of the private room were drawn, and there was indeed a screen broadcast on the wall. The voice of the auctioneer was clearly transmitted to the private room through the curtain. Those who were interested in buying could press the button in front of the sofa to increase the price by [-] at a time.

I was thinking about the fourth auction item "Tears of Death", and I was not interested in other items. Caroline was staring at the screen with great interest, and seemed to want to buy a few.

At this time, Osamu Dazai next to me stuffed a photo into my hand. I was taken aback for a moment, seeing Osamu Dazai smiling maliciously, and then looked at the content of the photo.

It is a candid photo taken in Chapter [-]. The content is that a boy in an off-white trench coat hands a bouquet of blue roses to a lady.

It was my first date with Caroline.

My first reaction was a guilty conscience, and my second reaction was, Mori Owai sent someone to spy on me?

I didn’t realize it yet. Unfortunately, I thought he threw me to France because he believed that I would not betray, and there was still someone to co-author.

When I think of a sniper rifle aimed at my head without my knowledge, I feel a little scared.

I thought that I would be able to calm down a bit when I went abroad. I didn’t have to put puppets around to watch suspicious people when I went out like I did in China. I never expected that danger is everywhere.

So, Osamu Dazai was sent to France to warn me?

"Why did you remind me?" I wanted to put the photo away, but Osamu Dazai snatched it away.

Osamu Dazai put away the photo, as if he didn't understand what I meant, he hooked my neck with an irrelevant answer: "Miss Caroline is really a beauty, isn't she?"

"It's okay." I was a little puzzled, what's wrong with Miss Caroline?

Osamu Dazai chuckled and shook his head: "No, it's nothing."

Then he retracted his hands and stretched his legs.

Regardless of Osamu Dazai's inexplicable question, I continued to think about my situation.

Mori Ogai, still don't trust me?

This business trip is a test of trust.

After all, for a person like me who has no relatives and no reason, and who doesn't care much about power, the best way to keep me is to cultivate my bond with the port mafia. For example, Miss Secretary and my subordinates all betrayed the port when I betrayed them. The best hostage bar for the mafia.

Mori Ogai is also too terrifying, the ruler's suspicion of taking precautions is really serious.

The auction below was called out for sky-high prices. Listening to the commodities sold for 200 million 300 million US dollars, I began to worry whether I would be able to bid "Death's Tears".

That gemstone is really beautiful, it has the same color as my silk threads and eyes, and the blue of the deep sea, it must be destined for me.

For Osamu Dazai, death-related gifts, curse abilities on gems can also be negated.

No matter how you look at it, "Tears of Death" was tailor-made for me as a gift for Osamu Dazai.

Finally came the fourth product. Different from the previous ones, which had a starting price of one million, when this gemstone was called out for one hundred thousand, the audience went cold.

When I pressed the auction button, I heard whispers outside, which outsider took this hot potato.

Is "Death's Tears" so famous?

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The author has something to say:

Isn't it tailor-made? When I wrote this paragraph, I also studied the exchange rate.

It is known that when Osamu Dazai defected, he also opened a bottle of red wine worth 5000 million yen to celebrate, begging for wages from the port mafia.

[Osamu Dazai: This is the first time we met. I am Chisato's friend, Osamu Dazai from the Mori-style club.

Caroline (indifferent to identity, just gossip): Are you lovers?This boy seems to like you very much.

Dazai Osamu (looked blank in his heart, his face has no flaws): He is my property

Caroline (cp becomes real): I see so]