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

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"It's not because of disqualification in the world." I complained, "It's because of Dazai."

Osamu Dazai's speech is the same as he only has supernatural powers but no self.

The last question was fooled by Osamu Dazai with a few words.

I wrapped the cooled salmon in the parchment paper used to wrap the sandwiches.

"This salmon is so unpalatable." Osamu Dazai picked up his piece, took a bite, and frowned in disgust.

"Salmon should be eaten first." I didn't have high requirements for food, and silently took another big bite of fish: "Try it with tomato sauce, it might be better."

Osamu Dazai squeezed the tomato sauce served with thick potatoes on the fish, and then took a small bite: "It's not bad."

"The first shipment will arrive soon."

"There are still 10 minutes." Osamu Dazai put down the fish with two bites, showing that he was full: "The delivery operation is ready, and the goods will be sent to other cities in Europe as soon as they arrive."

"I made an appointment for Miss Caroline to come and see. She should be here soon." Putting the box we finished eating into the bag, I stood up and patted the windbreaker.

"That's right." Osamu Dazai stood up with a smile, "Qianli has been with Miss Caroline recently."

He made trouble out of no reason.

I sighed: "It's work, by the way, I asked the designer to make a necklace for "Tears of Death"."

Obviously such a large sapphire is more suitable as a collar button, but Osamu Dazai always wears a black trench coat, and the sapphire collar button does not match the black trench coat at all.

When I jumped off the container, I suddenly thought: "By the way, Dazai, what is the Transcendence?"

"Where did you know this word?" Dazai Osamu was a little puzzled.

"Mr. Edogawa's place."

Speaking of which, I contacted Ranpo Edogawa again, because the person I was interviewing was involved in a murder case. That person was a good candidate. I couldn't bear to give up. I remembered that there was Ranpo Edogawa's contact information in my phone. I contacted him if I had a specialization in art.

After commanding me remotely to solve the case, Ranpo Edogawa refused the reward and thanks, and asked me to answer a question for him.

I'm currently having issues with several abilities.

Edogawa Ranpo revealed my concealment and worries in one word, just let me answer his words obediently, and he didn't ask for details.

I had to tell him, by the way, why should I know this.

Edogawa Ranpo's answer is very intriguing. He said that because I am a seedling of a transcendent, I may be able to use it in the future if I have a good relationship.

This is the second time I have heard the word Transcendence, both from Edogawa Ranpo.

Transcendent, what is it?

Osamu Dazai squinted his eyes: "The transcendent... is a powerful supernatural being at the national level, the top secret of every country, a walking biological weapon, and every transcendent has the ability to easily destroy cities, even small ones. The power of the country represents the country's right to speak in the world."

so smart?

I thought about myself, I don't seem to be so good.

"The ability of thousands of miles is an unlimited growth system. It is scary to plunder other people's abilities and control the dead, so they are seedlings." Osamu Dazai rested his chin: "Every transcendent is a state with money. Yes, it needs to be cultivated the day after tomorrow."

"How many transcendents are there in Japan?"

Osamu Dazai said, "Not one."

Eh?Isn't Zhongya in the Central Plains considered a transcendent?

No wonder I think so, after all, the most powerful person I have ever met is Chuya Zhongyuan.

"The filth can barely be counted." Osamu Dazai also felt a little disgusted when he mentioned Zhongyuanzhong.

"If there is no concept, the cadre in the basement is the transcendent."

"Huh? He's the Transcendent?" I was shocked: "Why would the Transcendent be in the port mafia?"

I have always felt that Mr. Verlaine is not as strong as Zhongyuan Zhong.

After all, Zhongyuan Zhong also destroyed the world outside and pushed the building, and Verlaine's biggest activity was from one end of the basement to the other.

"Let's make a deal." Dazai Osamu yawned: "He killed many members of the Port Mafia, and now he is working part-time to pay off his debts."

In this way, it seems that the port mafia, which allows Transcendence to work and pay off debts, is more powerful?

"So, be careful when you ask Qianli to use his powers. If he is detected by the Special Forces Department, he may take you away."

"...Then why hasn't Zhong Yuan Zhong been taken away yet?"

"Tch, I didn't cheat a thousand miles."

"It's a ghost to be deceived, not to mention that my ability is not without flaws." I was a little dazed: "I don't know when I will have problems."

Without Osamu Dazai, I would have died on the day of Hyakki Yakō.

My ability, to me, feels a bit strange, like a knife without its sheath, blunt.

I remember the negative emotions I had to bear every time I killed a person, especially when killing a person with supernatural powers, the feeling of being out of control and running wild.

My abilities are unknown.

I don't know one day, I will lose control.

If today I lost control because of killing supernatural beings, tomorrow I may lose control because of killing ordinary people.

It is precisely because of this that I am cautious. The tasks assigned by Mori Ogai on weekdays must be confirmed to be free of supernatural beings.

It's unsettling.

"Fortunately, there is Dazai."

"Of course." Osamu Dazai was proud, he smiled: "As long as I'm here, Qianli is safe."

I gave him a blank look: "You are not here, where else can you go."

Osamu Dazai didn't answer me, he leaned close to me, kissed me lightly, and then ran away.

When the freighter carrying thousands of smuggled cars docked on the shore, all transactions were successfully completed.

My online mission in Europe is officially completed.

The initial business was fairly stable, with the help of Dazai Osamu, and there was no problem in the later operation. After all, this business was covered by the Caroline family, and it was a legal tax-paying business.

It's just that the taxes and goods paid are not right, a little less, but it's not a big problem.

Three days before Osamu Dazai's birthday, we flew back to China.

As soon as I returned to the headquarters, Osamu Dazai was called away by Mori Ogai, so I had to go back to the office alone to deal with the documents left over from the business trip.

Although the secretary has helped me share a lot, there are some things that the secretary cannot touch and have accumulated a lot.

Sign the black lizard's application form for weapons, turn to the next page, and cooperate with overseas organizations to purchase a list of new weapons, sort it out, and send it to Mori Ogai for review.

I glanced at the rest of the stack, my face blank, why should I come back.

The secretary brought me my favorite sweet milk tea. She wore a high ponytail today, and said neatly, "Mr. Bo Ye, I have sorted out all the approvals for your business trip. I will show them to you later."

I took a sip of the sweet milk tea with a lot of ice cubes in it, when I heard that there were still a lot of things I needed to see, my heart was ashamed: "Miss Secretary, we are still good friends if we don't mention the documents."

Miss Secretary revealed a perfect smile: "Mr. Suzuha, my name is Suzumiya Nako, and I have already screened the types for you and compressed the quantity to the minimum."

"Okay Miss Secretary." I waved my hand, sat on the office chair, turned around, trying to clear myself up and continue approving documents.

Suzumiya Nako has gotten used to the question of my title, so she turned and went back to her office to get me the files she had sorted out.

I stared in horror at another stack sent by the secretary.

"These are things that need your signature, these are things that need to be signed by you, and these two copies need you to go to Black Lizard."

"I see." I was full of despair, and I didn't have to go to get off work today.

Damn, why is the Port Mafia so short on people.

Miss Secretary saw through my exhaustion and comforted me with a smile: "Mr. Nakahara in the building next door hasn't come home for a month. Mr. Nakahara handles the documents for you and Mr. Dazai's absence from business trips."

That's fine.

I blinked, drank the sweet milk tea in one gulp, grabbed the pen, and continued to work hard.

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The author has something to say:

I have always thought that the setting of the transcendent in Wenye is quite fascinating. Isn't Fukuchi Sakurachi the transcendent? ? ?