[comprehensive] flower tone girl

That feeling is very subtle.

It's like Kusuo's brother suddenly met Kusuo's sister on the road, and Hanon is sure that if she uses "sexual transformation", she must look a lot like her.

But the expression is definitely not so fierce.

Hmm...he'll be taller too.

Almost instantly, Huayin confirmed the other party's identity.

"Mr. Slug?" she subconsciously asked.

Osamu Dazai once told her the story of another Shuanghei, his partner named Slug, one of the five major cadres of Hong Kong gangsters.

With a height of 1.6 meters and a small suit and black coat all the year round, he looks like a dark dwarf, wearing a shame hat, and has a bad temper.

Most importantly, it looks quite similar to Huayin.He mistook the two for the first time.

But there are many people in the world who look alike.Kanon has always been curious about what Mr. Slug looks like, but now that she finally sees it, she has no problem taking over the role that Osamu Dazai said.

And, the conjecture that "he might be my relative" came to mind again.

But when she was very young, she mistook Ranto Shiro and her blood relationship.

Does she really have blood relatives in this world?

The child born to the mother is indeed the only one.

But how could her father decide?

Want to ask?

Do you want to pursue it?

If it was really of patrilineal blood, would he be like that man?

--not the right time yet.

When he heard her address, those blue eyes seemed to be burning with great anger, burning her to death, and digging out the information he needed from the ashes.

What the other party saw was just a clue related to the defected partner.

What she saw in his eyes was not all the truth.

——She could vaguely sense that their fate would not stop at this moment.

So, don't be impatient, don't panic, don't act too hastily, so as not to be self-defeating.

The air became heavy and the body became heavier.The waiter next to her screamed and almost fell to her knees - Huayin helped her in time, and the young lady avoided the tragic fate of smashing her knee.

"Sure enough, Mr. Slug who uses gravity." Hanano narrowed her eyes, used one hand as a support for the waiter, and held the pure gold statue in an alloy suitcase with the other. She didn't feel the pressure caused by the doubling of the surface gravity at all, and her tone was brisk Extremely, "I remember that private fighting should be prohibited here, Mr. Cadre."

The other party's expression under the hat was gloomy and terrifying.

There was no way he would lose the clue.

Kanon immediately understood this.

"Who are you?" he asked. "What's your relationship with that guy?"

Huayin blinked: "I'm here to sell things. Who is that guy you're talking about? Shouldn't we find a quiet place to chat?"

The pressure around me slowly disappeared.The waitress shivered and made herself stand up straight, went to the side compartment and dialed the internal line - visitors without membership cards and special passwords must report directly to the boss.

"Is the guest here a black-haired young man, about 1.8 meters high." The voice from the phone was a bit distorted, mixed with a slight electric sizzle, but it was indeed their boss.

"No, it's a little girl with a long black wig that reaches to her waist. She is more than 1.6 meters tall... I just had a little conflict with Mr. Nakaya."

After all, it was Kanon's first time wearing a wig.Along the way, the slightly unnatural place is easily recognized by the guy with vicious eyes.

Including the Central Plains.Not only could he see that the other party was wearing a wig, but he could also see that the other party was wearing contact lenses.

"Alive?"

The amount of information in your sentence is horrendous.

The waitress, who felt that she was about to be crushed, choked up: "...they are all alive."

"How much damage was done to that entrance?"

"There was no damage and no casualties. The two are currently facing off."

Laughter came from the phone.

"Both are distinguished guests. Bring them in from the VIP channel, and I will receive them personally."

"Ok, I see."

The entryway to the auction is like an underground labyrinth.

Hanano followed behind Mr. Slug—although the other party strictly prohibited her from calling her by that name.

"Then..."The Dark Dwarf"? "

Chuya Zhongya's anger exploded again: "You really know that bastard, right?! Don't try to get away with it!"

No wonder Mr. Dazai likes to tease each other, it really blows up...

Kind of cute.

Huayin bent her eyes and smiled, with a very peaceful look: "Then I should call you Mr. Cadre?"

This feeling of being suddenly subdued...

Zhong Yuanzhong also snorted coldly.

Regarding the matter of Dazai Osamu, he was stupid to torture him in such an unfamiliar place.

It's just that the other party's attitude of not panicking despite knowing his identity and abilities, could it be that he has a back hand?

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the suitcase in the girl's hand.

Could it be that guy is short of money?What does he need money for?

When we worked together before, Osamu Dazai was often in a state of extreme poverty, making it completely unclear what he wanted to do.

However, when I see the boss in a while, this girl will definitely show the goods...

Even if there is only this one clue, it can be deduced where that guy is now, who he is in contact with, and what he is doing.

Zhongyuan Zhong also pressed his hat.

The BOSS still retains that bastard cadre seat, no matter what, there is no need to worry that the other party will be executed immediately after being captured.He still has a lot of things to ask in person—abandoning a partner like himself, defecting suddenly during a certain mission, and disappearing since then—

What happened during your absence?

-

The owner of the auction house is a middle-aged elite man who looks extremely smooth and sophisticated.

Appropriately known as "Mr. Zhongye", after exchanging pleasantries with Zhongye Zhongya, the man turned to the little girl who had been quiet and had no sense of presence.

"My surname is Xiaosong." He stretched out his hand with a look of great emotion, "The last time I heard this code was when Shuanghei hadn't become famous."

"You talk too much."

After entering the independent airtight reception room, Nakahara Zhongya's original fierce expression relaxed a little.Not only Osamu Dazai, he also has some personal relationships with the boss here.

When the double black is not formed, he still can't use "dirty".At that time, when he was young, he and Osamu Dazai teamed up to do missions around here. Due to intelligence errors, even Dazai Osamu, who was counted as a planner, suffered a lot——

At that time, Chuya Chuya knew that even this kind of place had connections with Osamu Dazai.

Although he was very angry at that secret signal, he really didn't have the strength to beat him up at the time, and he was so busy afterwards that he kept forgetting to settle the debt.

——Fuck you paralyzed third-class slug, dead Osamu Dazai.

Zhong Yuan, who threw himself into the sofa after greeting the boss, also cursed in his heart.

Even if the green mackerel disappeared, it would always make his liver ache with anger.

The boss here stretched out his hand, and Huayin had no choice but to shake hands in return.

She took off the white glove on her right hand—Osamu Dazai had said that it is best not to leave fingerprints in such places, nor on objects.

It was the first time for Xiaosong to hold such a palm.

Soft and soft without traces.

There is neither the thin callus that normal people have, nor the sign of pampering.

The only tactile sensation that can be brought is only - perfection.

This is a pair of palms that theoretically cannot exist in the world.

His heart skipped a beat.Originally, it was just for the sake of Osamu Dazai, whom no one could find, and wanted to spy on him, but unexpectedly...

Perhaps this little girl should not be underestimated.

"Boss Komatsu." The girl's voice was clear and pleasant even through the mask. It was the tone of a middle school girl who grew up in an ordinary family.

Is this kid still in school?

"Excuse me, what do you want to call Miss?" Xiao Song let go of his hand, making an invitation gesture, "Please sit down."

Even if it's a fake name, it's okay, but you can't always have a title, right?

Kanon blinked her eyes, as if she was thinking about what to call her.

The atmosphere suddenly fell into a terrible embarrassment.

Although everyone knows that you use a fake name, can you stop being so blatantly fake...

"Orange." Huayin finally spit out the name of a heroine in her novel, "Just call me Orange."

——You came up with such a name after holding back for a long time, can you have a snack?

"Is the thing that Miss Tangerine wants to auction here?" Xiao Song smiled and pointed to the alloy suitcase.

"En." Huayin took out the key and handed it to the other party.

The key was inserted, and with a few clicks, the suitcase opened from the top floor along the gaps of the four walls, like a four-leaf flower blooming.

The underlying thickened alloy plate is covered with a soft cloth pad.

Above that was a dark golden statue.

Like a person sitting cross-legged.

The loose garments were carved from emeralds and adorned with gilt ornaments of various gemstones.There are no facial features, but it is majestic and solemn.

Xiao Song tried to hug him.

But before the statue left the cloth pad, it was carefully put down.

He looked at the cute little girl sitting on the sofa in astonishment: "Is this... pure gold?"

How strong is this kid? !

Kanon nodded: "Probably. It was made by the royal family 400 years ago and enshrined in a shrine near the House of Devouring. Do you know the story of the House of Devouring? I heard that bandits once stole this statue. The people who took over died for various inexplicable reasons. And this statue will return to the shrine after the person who holds it dies."

"For about a period of time, people called that shrine a cursed shrine, and the house of devouring was gradually banned."

In fact, those in power, the Yin-Yang Dao, and the Buddhas and Gods all hope that someone will take over this mess.Who will take care of things when the statue that condenses the power of many beliefs is stolen?Whoever holds it will manage it, and if they can't manage it, they will be backlashed to death, that's all.

This is also the reason why Yato didn't dare to take over the shrine at first.

Then the times progressed, and Yushenmu grew up. In order to avoid further accidents, the government not only cut off the road, but also connected the high-voltage power grid.

The little girl spoke lightly, and the backs of the two men present were covered with cold sweat.

"Hey, are you kidding me? This thing..." Zhong Yuan, who had never heard of that kind of legend, looked at the statue that seemed to be smeared with poison from a distance, and frowned.

"Oh, I just told you about the origin, it doesn't matter now." Huayin took out a talisman paper drawn by herself, and said in a considerate tone, "Mr. Xiaosong, if you think it can't be sold, I can attach Give a piece of talisman paper to exorcise the town house."

Komatsu: ...

"That's not the problem. Legends are just legends after all." Xiaosong wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Strictly speaking, this is... something belonging to the royal family, right?"

"Well, once."

"once?"

"Isn't it good to ask too many questions? If I keep asking, I'm going to lose my vest." The little girl avoided the topic very frankly, and even gave her a thumbs up, "In short, it's absolutely fine to sell with peace of mind. I think Teacher Dazai's character guarantee."

Dazai... Teacher?

This guy, like Ryunosuke Akutagawa, was taught by that bastard?

No wonder it's so slippery and maddening.

Nakahara Chuya opened his mouth and began to mock: "Where does that guy have character?"

Kanon tried hard to think back, and nodded in agreement: "You are right, Mr. Nakaya."

She only knew the other party's name after listening to the boss's greetings just now.

Nakahara Chuya: ...Why am I so angry all of a sudden.

Boss Komatsu: ...

"If you are worried about the government, I have already said hello in advance, no problem." Huayin no longer teased the poor Mr. Boss, "According to your rules, the money will be sent to my account after the auction is over. Is it on the account?"

"The latest auction will be in three days. Wouldn't it be convenient for Miss Orange to come over?" Xiao Song appreciatively tasted the amount of information he had just learned.Have you spoken to the government?What is this girl from?true or false?

But since it was introduced by Mr. Dazai... For this kind of transaction, there is absolutely no problem with that one.

Central Plains was also shocked.But he couldn't believe that the guy who was so dark that his soul would rot would go to work in the government-that kind of rigid system was definitely not suitable for his former partner.

"Three days later, I can't be sure. Because the school has an exam. Otherwise, why do you think I have to cover my waistcoat? I am an ordinary middle school student. How could I expose my private information in front of the vicious mafia cadres."

The little girl naturally dumped the blame on the quiet crowd of onlookers.

They even gave an exam that didn't exist three days later to mislead them in the direction of their investigation.

Central Plains, the vicious mafia, Zhong also inexplicably thinks of the hard times he was trapped by Dazai again and again in the past.

Endure it, it didn't explode.

It's awesome.

"Anyway, here are my account and phone number." Huayin handed the boss a piece of cardboard, "I will take care of you in the future."

Boss Komatsu also took out his business card and handed it over.

"I'm talking about you." Zhong also walked to Hanyin's side, held her shoulder, and did not directly tear off the other's wig mask in front of Boss Komatsu.He couldn't believe that this girl wasn't lying at all, the cute and tactful attitude of the other party just now always made him feel as if he saw the female version of Osamu Dazai...it was really bad.

"Are you leaving? Just right, I have something to ask you."

Huayin actually wanted to teleport away directly.

However, when you get close, there will be a strange feeling of wanting to get close to each other.

Especially when looking closely at the other person's handsome face that can be called his post-sexual transformation.

"Hmm..." The girl hesitated, "If Mr. Chuya is willing to invite me to dinner?"

-

The influence of Hong Kong and black is not enough to extend to Tokyo.

This is also the reason why Zhongyuan Zhongye was ordered to come here to handle some special goods.

"What do you want to eat?" On the streets of Tokyo, Nakahara Nakaya was driving his car, and the passenger seated in the passenger seat didn't have much research on famous cars, so he didn't realize that this short man might be a slutty girl.

The girl's well-behaved appearance made Zhong Yuanzhong feel a little relieved.He has always been a gentleman enough to treat women, since he wants to treat him to dinner, there is no reason to be perfunctory.

It's also good to talk while eating.

"Steak, pasta." Kanon recalled that Osamu Dazai seemed to have said that Mr. Slug likes to eat Western food and has a good taste in red wine, but he is a bit addicted to alcohol and gets drunk easily, and the wine tastes bad when he is drunk.

perhaps.

Nakahara, who took off his hat after getting into the car, took out the map on his mobile phone and checked it out, then called and booked a table.

The tone is very polite.

Kanon looked at the other side's face.

He is obviously a young man who seems to be easily irritable, but when he calms down, he gives people a very reliable sense of security.

He also has the taste of the dark world.

However, if the body of Osamu Dazai is the pure black of despair that is extremely lonely and devours all those who are close to him, then this person is as enthusiastic as the orange dotted on his body, and like his The icy blue of the iris also gives people a sense of calm.He's not one to struggle with sentimentality, so it's a little easier for him.

yes.

He is a cadre like Osamu Dazai, isn't he also able to survive by stepping on the bones and being injured?

"I said you." When the traffic was jammed, the young man stopped the car, pressed the steering wheel with one hand and sighed, tore a tissue from the paper drawer and handed it over, with an uncomfortable expression on his face, "Just look at me... Why are you crying? The contact lenses are all misplaced."

Huayin: ...

When Huayin took the tissue, she suddenly grabbed the young man's hand and bowed down.

It was like being overwhelmed by a great sadness.

"Sorry, I don't know either." She lowered her head, opened her eyes wide, let the tears and contact lenses fall on the tissue and mask, and said calmly, trembling slightly, "Probably... the menstrual period It hurts too much."

She told a lot of lies today, and it's okay to add another one.

—Anyway, they are just strangers.