[Comprehensive] Professional kill MOMO sauce

Perhaps because he had been suppressed for too long in the past and needed an outlet to vent, when Dazai began to commit suicide, Hani Momozui also became "perverted".

Zhongyuan Zhong also once asked Banjing Momosui a question with a look of disgust: "You were obviously quiet when you were young, why are you so annoying now?"

Banjing Momosui, who is no longer worrying about gains and losses, said solemnly: "People will change, just like when I first came to Hong Kong Hei, I was not as tall as your predecessors, but now I can look down on you."

So, the underhanded Banjing Taoshui was chased and beaten all the way by Zhongye Zhongye, but he still kept his hand, otherwise, not to mention Banjing Taoshui, even the mafia headquarters would be razed to the ground by this humanoid demolition machine.

In short, the scene where Banjing Momosui jumps Nakahara Chuya angrily and is chased by him has become one of the regular daily programs of the Hong Kong and Black Affairs Office in those years.

There are so many programs that are regularly staged in Hong Kong and black that can be cut into a big river drama.I won’t mention the scene where the leader changed the princess dress for the young girl, but there is another thing that is worth talking about—the “God Servant” of the torture unit picked up Mr. Dazai from XX location again today.

Every time someone shouted: "I can't find Mr. Dazai again!" a helpless voice would follow behind: "Let me go."

The hair on Hanjing Momozuki's head is like an antenna, which can directly receive Mr. Dazai's location. Some people have done statistics, and the accuracy rate of the "antenna" is as high as 91.8%.

In fact, the antenna thing is completely nonsense, there are so many places suitable for suicide in Yokohama, draw a rough range based on his daily tasks and activity routes, and then check one by one...God knows how much effort she has to spend every time she finds Osamu Dazai!

If you use emoticons to describe it—from the beginning [I’ll start over again.jpg], to the middle [I’m so angry but I still have to keep laughing.jpg], and finally to [I don’t have any fluctuations in my heart or even want to laugh.jpg].At some point, "Osamu Dazai" has become her daily routine and habit.

It was such a person who could almost be called Banjing Taoshui's faith, but half a year after the Longtou war, he said to her personally: "I hope you quit the port mafia."

"It's not a suggestion, it's an order."

"You've been giving me trouble, haven't you, I've had enough."

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"Is this a suggestion, or an order?"

This was her first sentence after Dazai said that she did not want Banjing Momozui to continue to pursue OHTE.

"What does MOMO-chan think?" Osamu Dazai still had a relaxed smile on his lips.

"I understand." Banjing Taoshui lowered his head and sighed, "Let's... have a fight."

"Eh—?" Dazai's eyes widened, and he burst out laughing suddenly, with the back of his right hand in front of his lips, the sun poured down through the car window, and his side face seemed to melt into the warm orange.

"Momo sauce is still the same as before, it hasn't changed at all." He blinked, "Even if you know you will lose, you still want to do this?"

Banjing Taoshui raised his jaw, looking stubbornly proud: "Well, even if I know I'm going to lose."

"You know, if you lose, I will stop you from doing what you want to do." The smile on Dazai's face faded, and his eyes sank inch by inch. His dark pupils were like a bottomless abyss, as if there was something to make him In that abyss lies the thing that dreads the most. "The choice is yours, but it turns out that as long as I stop you, you won't be able to do what you want."

Just like five years ago, she was forced to leave the Mafia.

After being silent for a long time, Banjing Taoshui slowly opened his mouth: "Actually, in the past five years, I have been thinking about one question - am I relying too much on you?"

Her dependence on Dazai is not because she cannot be independent, but a sense of belonging psychologically.When the eyes can only see one person, when life is full of stories about that person, the meaning of existence becomes simple but barren.

Thinking about it now, no matter what Dazai's purpose in forcing her to leave Hong Kong and Heilongjiang may be, it may not be a good intention in terms of the result.In the past five years, she has traveled to many places and met many different people. There is no Dazai by her side, so she doesn't need to find someone in every corner of the city who doesn't know if she will kill herself.

Facts have proved that even without her, Dazai did not kill himself in the past five years.Time has its feet, and it will slip away by itself. No matter how much love she had at the beginning, she will gradually look down on it. Even if the seven-year agreement has passed, she will not be like when she first left, and she will never want to see him again.

She could actually live a life as free as a falcon fighting the sky.

Five years, neither sooner nor later, the time is just right.She received the unsigned letter, returned to Yokohama where she had been away for a long time, and saw Dazai again. Time has not worn away her affection for this person, and she will still think about it immediately when she encounters something delicious and fun. he.

But she will no longer be bound by this feeling. The retreat of the past years has turned into her courage to face him in the past five years.

"Even if I lose, I will not give up." Suddenly raised his head, the honey-colored eyes that looked directly at Dazai seemed to be suddenly lit up by billions of stars at this moment.

"If you want to stop me, you can come up with any tricks. If you are not afraid of us, just like this—"

"It's a suggestion~" Dazai said suddenly.

"—Entangled for a lifetime...Eh?" Banjing Momosui's expression was dull, "Is-suggestion... so it was a suggestion... ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Just halfway through the rhetoric, it got stuck in his throat, and it was a bit uncomfortable to hold back.

"If Momo-chan doesn't want me to intervene, I won't do anything that Momo-chan hates!" Dazai suddenly reached out and rubbed Hani Momozuki's head, the hair between the cherry color and light tea was messed up , the stupid hair on the top of the head that couldn't be tamed by various methods is trying to arch and arch, as if trying to escape from Dazai's "□□□".

"However—" he changed his voice, "you must pay attention to safety."

Dazai withdrew his hand and started the engine, Hani Momomizu huddled in the passenger seat covering his face, the tips of his ears were red under his hair.

——Too, too foul, Dazai-san!

She tried her best to suppress the little joy in her heart, always feeling that she seemed to have forgotten something.When she turned her head and saw Dazai stepping on the accelerator, she suddenly remembered the fear of being dominated by Dazai's driving skills in those years.

She was so nervous that she stammered: "No, no, don't let me go... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!"

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When you are with Dazai, don't try two things: [-]. Eat the rice cooked by Dazai; [-]. Take a car driven by Dazai.The former will cause amnesia, while the latter can be fatal.

Banjing Taoshui suddenly felt that if she could drive the car like this, she wouldn't have to work so hard to escape from the Black Organization a month ago.

The two-hour drive was abruptly cut in half by Dazai, and when the car stopped downstairs in Dazai's apartment, Banjing Momozui had already gone through life and death.

"...Ahahaha... Dazai, look at the river in front of you, it's so spacious and magnificent... The soup in the hand of the old woman by the river seems delicious, should I try it..."

"Is Huangquan Biliangzaka?!" Dazai's eyes lit up, and Qingjun's cheeks flushed with excitement. He shook Hanjing Momozuki's shoulders, and the ending voice raised slightly: "Where is where? I want to see it too." look~"

It took more than two minutes to resist the temptation of the bowl of soup, Banjing Momosui and Dazai entered his house.The luggage she left in the hotel before was taken back by Dazai, and the room was checked out early.This really helped her a lot - the insurance company did not pay for the scrapped van; the fine for damaging public facilities was not a small amount; if you add 30 days of hotel expenses, she will really suffer in the future!

She still has to rent a house!

"There is a reliable real estate agency nearby. I'll take you to have a look after dinner," Dazai said.

After arranging the itinerary for the afternoon, Dazai was eager to go to the kitchen to "show off his skills", but Banjing Momozu desperately held him down.

"Dazai, if you want to die for love with me, please speak up." Banjing Momozui said indifferently.I have already been in the car driven by this person today, please forgive her, she still wants to live for a few more years!

Dazai said in a long voice: "Hey, but I don't want to die in love with Momo-chan~"

"..." Being so straightforward hurts one's self-esteem, bastard!

Dazai’s refrigerator was pitifully sparse, several boxes of canned crab meat were placed on the horizontal grid alone, and there were a few eggs left in the corner who didn’t know how long they had been stored.Fortunately, there was still rice in the pantry. After cracking open the eggs and finding that they were not spoiled, Banjing Momosui made fried rice with crab meat and eggs, and the two of them simply settled for lunch.

In the afternoon, I went to rent a house, because the real estate agency is nearby, and most of the rental houses provided are in the same block.Dazai's apartment is a staff dormitory, not far from the Armed Detective Agency. When the intermediary boss took them to see the house, they met two of Dazai's colleagues.

One is a boy with strange bangs. He looks about seventeen or eighteen. Dazai called him "Dun-kun". The other one is a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl with a very artistic name, "Izumi Kyoka". The girl in the bright red furisode kimono looks like a cute doll.It's a pity that Quan Jinghua's attitude was a little unnatural when facing her, as if she was afraid of her, she grabbed the arm of the young man beside her and hid away.

"Do I look so scary?" After the two people separated, Banjing Taoshui asked a little depressed.

"You want to ask why that little girl is avoiding you, right?" Dazai walked beside Hanjing Momozui with his hands in his pockets, and said in a lazy tone, "She used to be a port mafia, but now she's a detective agency." Member, probably sensed the familiar aura about you."

Thinking of Izumi Kyouka's furisode kimono, Banjing Momozuki's eyes twitched, "She couldn't be brought up by Miss Hongye?"

Also as a child brought up by Ozaki Momizu, Hani Momozui knows the eldest sister quite well.Back then, the eldest sister's favorite thing every day was to trick Hanjing Momozu off the standard mafia outfit and put on the various kimonos she prepared.

It is said that Chuya Nakahara came here in this way when he was a child, and sister Hongye prepared all women's kimonos for him...

In the beginning, Banjing Momozui was very obedient, but later she found it inconvenient to move around in a kimono, and she was not strong enough to be able to live every day while standing still, and Dazai gave her a black windbreaker. From dolls and dolls to slovenly rough men.

Don't look at her current appearance of a beast, five years ago her hair was shorter than Dazai.If it weren't for a face that could still hold up the appearance, the "God Servant" of the torture unit would definitely become an existence that lowered the appearance of Koye Ozaki's sect.

Banjing Momosui quickly picked out a house. Her new home was just across an alley from Dazai's dormitory, a [-]-square-meter single-bedroom apartment.After paying the rent, the two strolled back, passing a Honda Fit parked on the side of the street.

A very ordinary black hatchback sedan, ranked second among the TOP30 household car sales in Japan. In Yokohama, the second largest industrial city after Tokyo, the low-key car can almost disappear in the eyes of everyone.

Banjing Momosui stopped suddenly, pointed to the cafe across the street and said to Dazai, "Can you wait for me there?"

"Yes." Dazai glanced across the black sedan, and raised the corners of his lips, it was impossible to tell what he was thinking from his face.

Banjing Momozui watched Dazai enter the coffee shop, took a deep breath, turned around and walked towards the black sedan.

She opened the car door: "Agent Nankong, long time no see."