I saved the world after jumping backwards

The discussion was terminated by the boy's unexplained crying. After all, it was the first time for Oda Saku to bring up a child, and in the end, he just patted Xue's head helplessly.

The needle of the gramophone is pressed against the rotating vinyl record, and the song has changed from a relaxed and lazy jazz to a blues that sings of sadness and parting.

Until the sound of "ding", Dazai flicked his fingers to the cup, his eyes were empty, and he said lazily: "It's right to hug each other at this time, Odasaku, you really can't comfort people."

Oda Saku paused, and then he really listened to his words and put his arms around Yuki, "Don't cry." He seemed to feel that these words alone were not enough to express his inner thoughts, so he added: "I I will be with you, we are family."

Sure enough, the trembling of the boy gradually stopped, he pushed Odasaku, and the tears were no longer there.

Oda Saku has always thought that Yuki's emotions are weak, he treats everything with equal tenderness, and the gentle light shining in those black eyes is always empty and lonely.

He is like a fragile product. If you forcefully break the illusion on him, he will definitely be smashed to pieces in an instant.

But in fact, the incident just now also told him that Xue was just a child longing for his family.

Although he lost the memory of the past, the restlessness and loneliness after being abandoned always linger on him. Therefore, he desires to be needed by others more than anyone else, and he desires a sense of belonging and love more than anyone else, so he always plays Look the way other people like.

The boy's reddened eyes were still glistening with tears. He lowered his eyelids, his curled eyelashes trembling slightly, and his snow-white and clear face revealed a fragile beauty.

Although Yuki had left Odasaku's arms, his hands were still tightly grasping the sleeves of the man's coat, as if he was saying silently:

——I believe in you, Oda-san.

This is the hard-won trust of a coward.

The conversation between the two came to an end, Oda Sakunosuke, Dazai Osamu and Sakaguchi Ango agreed to send Yuki home and then returned with the boy and left.

Xue's apartment was not far from here, and it was already half an hour after he came back.

Odasaku stepped into the store on the wooden stairs, and the purple smoke floating in the store exuded a fragrance of aromatherapy. Odasaku heard Dazai say: "Welcome back, Odasaku."

Dazai and Ango had already returned to their usual seats, and Odasaku naturally sat beside them.

"Nah~ Odasaku, how is it, what does it feel like to be a father?" Dazai's voice was slightly smiling, his left hand rested on his cheek, while the other hand was playing with the wine glass, as if he was very satisfied with what he saw today Odasaku who is not usually seen.

An Wu pushed his glasses, and rarely followed suit with a joke: "I think it's pain and happiness."

Odasaku took the drink from the bartender and said, "It doesn't hurt."

Dazai couldn't help laughing, "Does it mean that there is only happiness? Today's Oda Saku is really carried away, you are right, Ango."

"Ah, there is a rare time when I don't complain about you, Dazai-kun."

"Hey - what do you take me for, it's too much, I'm not a cross talk talker." His eyes lit up, "Speaking of which, I haven't committed suicide today, boss, can I have a cup of dish soap? "

The bartender who wiped the glass ruthlessly refused: "We will not serve it."

After hearing this, the black-haired boy lowered his head in frustration and pretended to cry, "Odasaku, I can't commit suicide anymore, can you come and comfort me~"

His ending sound was still upturned, after all, he didn't hide the fact that he was fake crying, but Oda Sakunosuke still patted him on the head.

An Wu took a sip of wine helplessly, and the night belonging to the three mafia men finally kicked off.

"Speaking of which, Dazai-kun recruited a scout-type supernatural power user today."

Dazai asked the boss for a can of crab meat, he opened the can and scooped it up with a small spoon, "Well, that's right, I thought his information should have been submitted to Ango, after all, it is your future colleagues."

Anwu was silent for a while: "Then his wife and daughter..."

Dazai said disapprovingly: "Ah, that, in order to let him work honestly, Mr. Mori asked that dark little man in Chuya to rescue him, but I think he did it to suppress the overstretched hand. organization."

"Is it the Black Church?" The mirror in front of Anwu's eyes reflected light, but it was hard to see what he was thinking.

This topic also caught the attention of Odasaku, "I remember you and Nakahara dealt with the black church last time, Dazai?"

Dazai's kite-colored eyes stared at the front blankly, as if caught in some memory, but he quickly shook his head vigorously, "No, no, no, it's all your fault, Odasaku, I remembered something disgusting again."

A doubtful question mark appeared above Odasaku's head.

At this time, Anwu's curious eyes also fell on himself. He seemed to take a sip of wine in order to hide the corners of his upturned lips, "There will be something that Dazai-kun finds disgusting."

The subtext seems to be: What can make you feel sick, tell me quickly to make everyone happy.

Dazai said sadly: "It's too much, Ango!" Facing the eyes of his friends, he sighed, and said: "It's not something that I can't tell you."

With deep eyes, he slowly described the scene at that time: "...So, at that time, there was still a mystery left, which became a completely unsolved case."

"—that's how the man died silently and painfully on the bed due to mutilation."

Odasaku thought for a while, and said from the killer's point of view: "It is indeed possible to kill with one blow and then dismember the body, but it should not be possible to bleed to death due to dismemberment."

"I'm not used to listening to your serious discussions." An Wu sighed, and then added his guess, "Could it be his lover's sleepwalking murder? After all, he chose this method of killing, and it feels more like love to kill."

"Well, it's a pity that it has been razed to the ground before bringing back a stump for Ango, and it has become an unsolved case because it can no longer be proved." Dazai slid his finger along the edge of the cup boredly, and then flicked the wine glass with a fingernail,

Cold sweat dripped down Anwu's forehead, "That's still a big thank you, although I haven't tried it, but the stump is not an item after all."

Ango Sakaguchi's supernatural ability "Fallenism" can extract the memories left on the objects, but if Dazai really brings back the stumps for him to check, he will definitely go crazy.

So Odasaku changed the subject for him, "Then Dazai, what do you think?"

Dazai smiled, stopped persecuting Ango, and said while eating canned crab meat: "I prefer that he die from some kind of supernatural power, which can kill others invisible from a distance, or in other words, in a dream It can kill other people, it is a kind of ability that is very suitable for assassination."

An Wu frowned and said, "Is there such a superpower? It sounds really dangerous."

"It's just guessing, guessing, because no supernatural person was found, so there is no way to continue the investigation. Speaking of which, everyone's salary can be paid smoothly later, obviously it is thanks to me." Dazai said lazily, "The matter of the black church I'm afraid there is someone behind the scenes, after all, the money in their vault is enough to buy thirty buildings, especially the golden cage—"

"...I was sold to the Black Church. They locked me in a cage made of gold and said they would give me to a certain big shot."

Odasaku remembered the heart that Yuki had confessed to him, and there was such a paragraph in the middle.

The man's face was still expressionless, but his hands had inadvertently clenched into fists.

"Hey Odasaku, don't you think that Mr. Mori is not doing too much? He is earning a lot of money, but he still wants to limit the amount of bandages I use in order to save money. What an unscrupulous boss!"

"The leader hopes that Dazai-kun will reduce the number of suicides... After all, it takes a lot of time to find Dazai-kun from the place where he committed suicide."

"Ango, this is revenge, revenge!" Dazai raised his wine glass, and was about to take a sip, but because he remembered something, he raised the glass above his head, "Let's toast."

"Cheers? Why cheers?" Despite asking this, Ango and Oda Saku also raised their glasses.

"Well... then it's good for our leisurely life that is about to end."

The glass collided with a clear and pleasant sound, and the eyes of the black-haired boy staring at the liquid in the glass were like an abyss, and then he drank it all in one gulp.

It looks like it's going to be busy.

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