Personality is to like [Comprehensive]

Oda Sakunosuke also agreed to this arrangement—or, rather, a chance to do meritorious deeds.

For most people, if they could really stand under the sun and live a bright and open life, who would linger in the dark and chaotic underground world?

But only for most people.

Because he had to make a plausible explanation to the public and the government for this matter, Fukuzawa Yukichi left early and rushed back to the headquarters of the Armed Detective Agency with two fresh and enthusiastic new subordinates.

After Zhuge Kongming got through the grand strategy, he happily turned into aura and left without even a second of delay.

It was rare for Ishtar and Fujimaru Tachika to come out, and after watching the whole drama, they happily joined hands, saying that they were going to go shopping.

In the huge villa, only Yayoi Aoki, Ichimulian, King Lanling, Uruk Friend Group, and the poor lords of the Friend Group who were locked up remained.

Considering the next content, Yayoi Aoki looked at Gilgamesh hesitantly for a few times, rubbed his hands together, and cautiously made a request to ask this big man to raise his feet and move around.

After Gilgamesh rubbed and flattened the dumpling face unceremoniously, he sneered a few times with a half-smile, and turned away under Yayoi Aoki's pitiful eyes begging for mercy.

Rubbing the red marks on Yayoi Aoki's face, maybe he was afraid that Gilgamesh would demolish Yokohama, so Enkidu also took the initiative to follow.

Yayoi Aoki finally untied the bond between the two of them.

Even if the two leaders in the port mafia were forced to pose for a whole night, Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chu also felt weak for a moment after losing the restraint of spiritual power.

Fortunately, Youfeng lifted it up in time, so they wouldn't stumble.

Putting the wagging tail back to the little girl's hand, Bailong lazily rested his head on Aoki Yayoi's shoulder, his long beard swaying slightly, hiding his merit and fame.

Before the two of them spoke, Yayoi Aoki folded his palms together and apologized very sincerely.

"I'm really sorry...Because of the command spell, before the contract between Xiaoen and Jill was terminated, I fixed the two gentlemen without permission, and accidentally fell asleep last night! I'm very sorry!"

Being treated so kindly and kindly, it was another girl who looked up to last year, and Zhong Yuanzhong was also full of complaints, stuck in his throat, and stuck in his shell for a while.

He hummed twice, and it took him a long time to manage to say: "What's wrong with the Command Seal?!"

"Huh? Because Kobayashi-kun was exposed, the master can order the heroic spirit to commit suicide through the command spell..." Yayoi Aoki was taken aback, and continued to speak quite naturally, "If you don't restrain the two of you, Xiao En will be fine, isn't it? Won't you take the opportunity to kill Jill?"

That's the universe's super invincible Thunderbolt crackling king of hatred and rage - Gilgamesh!

Nakahara Nakaya subconsciously glanced at Osamu Dazai, who was flexing his wrist, thinking for a second with mackerel, but he was speechless, unable to refute, and even felt that it was too fucking reasonable.

"Then, Miss Yamit... What is the purpose of distracting those two people and wanting to talk to us alone?"

While stretching his sore muscles, Osamu Dazai smiled calmly and distantly, with a face covering one eye covered by a bandage. When he looked up at Yayoi Aoki, he could almost call it a "beautiful" boy's face, showing a little An elusive evil.

Yayoi Aoki stared back curiously.

Although she only got rid of Dazai Osamu on a few occasions, she felt that this person's behavior and tone were a bit similar to Mr. Mukuro's, and he was very good at deceiving people... making something out of nothing, creating nothing out of nothing, maybe he would be a good magician with fog attributes.

However, the way he is wearing a black suit, holding a gun and talking, is a bit like Mr. Reborn.Or maybe it's the so-called big devil's temperament?

But these eyes—

Slightly relieved, Yayoi Aoki bent her eyes and was about to speak, but suddenly heard something strange.

After being dazed for a while, she cleared her throat, and looked away embarrassedly: "Um... I, I haven't eaten enough just now, and I'm a little hungry. Would you two gentlemen want to eat something with me first?"

Ignoring Osamu Dazai, Nakahara slumped on the sofa in despair: "Salt-roasted mackerel and miso soup, double serving of rice, thank you."

face?What face?Does he still have that thing? ? ?

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As an apology, Yayoi Aoki agreed that the two of them made a request to her that was not excessive.

Central Plains also refused.

"Huh? In exchange for the contract, Enkidu has already done a lot for us... Although that golden-haired bastard also caused a lot of trouble... they also found you, anyway, this matter is over. Yes. I will go and explain to the BOSS."

The boy in the black top hat shrugged his shoulders, he seemed not very close, but he was surprisingly polite and straightforward when he spoke and acted.

"As for what happened last night, it's because I'm inferior to others. I haven't hit you before, so I don't have to apologize. Thank you for your breakfast. Well~ But it's not me that you should have a headache, that's all."

Zhong Yuanzhong also turned his neck, held the collar of his suit with one hand, put his backhand on his shoulder, and stood up as if.

"Dazai is a caring, cheapskate who loves to hold grudges. You can talk to him slowly. I'll go out and hang around."

Halfway through the speech, his eyes fell on King Lanling, and he narrowed his eyes: "What's your name? Anyway, you're idle, so you want to try your hand outside with me?"

King Lanling shook his head lightly. Unlike the sharp sword aura last night, his voice was very gentle: "My lord, I dare not leave without authorization. I forgive you for not being able to agree to your request."

Zhong Yuanzhong also clicked his tongue, didn't bother anymore, hummed an unknown tune and left.

Glancing at his back, he whispered to Yayoi Aoki silently: [He went to sit in the courtyard, but didn't meet those two.I will be optimistic about him. 】

Yayoi Aoki turned her gaze back to Osamu Dazai who had just finished breakfast and was sitting gracefully on the sofa, waiting for him to speak.

Osamu Dazai curled up a small piece of bandage hanging down from him, only showing one side of his black eyes erratically, he just asked with a smile: "What kind of limit is the requirement of 'not excessive'? Yamit... Or, Miss Aoki Yayoi?"

Raising his hand to touch his face, Yayoi Aoki was a little surprised: "Mr. Dazai knows me?"

"Xiongying's sports festival is broadcast all over the world." Osamu Dazai smiled and said lightly, "My memory is relatively good."

Yayoi Aoki pondered for a while, and always felt that the subtext of this sentence should be that he has a good memory, so he is also good at holding grudges.

She chooses her words carefully: "The limit... I can't say right now. Maybe it can't hurt other people? Mr. Dazai, you can bring it up first, and I'll tell you if it's okay."

Osamu Dazai's smile deepened: "If I want you to be locked up for a whole day like me?"

"can."

"What if I ask you to kneel down and apologize?"

"...Although I don't really recommend Mr. Dazai to do this," Yayoi Aoki tilted his head, "but if you insist, you can."

And the eyes of the two behind her have cooled down.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha--"

Osamu Dazai suddenly clutched his stomach, leaned forward and backward with laughter, and there was even a tiny splash of water from the corners of his eyes.

"Little Aoki, you are really interesting. Then I decided—"

Wiping away the moisture at the end of his eyes with his fingertips, the black-haired boy put his hands on the sofa, and suddenly moved closer to Yayoi Aoki, face to face, and could even feel each other's warm breath.

He raised his eyebrows viciously, each word was raised slightly, and he wore a pair of small hooks happily.

"—for the next month, little Aoki can't eat any snacks or snacks."

Yayoi Aoki, who just happily finished eating a plate of pastries, was struck by lightning when she heard the words.

This is what Osamu Dazai wants to see(?)

After appreciating Yayoi Aoki's whole process from dullness, to sadness, to sluggishness, he slowly straightened his skirt and cuffs and stood up against the murderous gaze behind him.

"This matter is evened out. So, as a thank you gift for saving Odasaku and his little daughter, Yayoi Aoki, what wish do you want to make to me? I am so generous that I didn't set any restrictions for you. Super~Excellent Santa Claus only."

Although he thought with a slug's head, he also knew that the person in front of him couldn't make any difficult demands.

Ah——If you think about it this way, it's better to say that you have a little desire to look forward to her?

Facing Yayoi Aoki's stunned look who hadn't recovered from the grievance, Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows and made a flamboyant artist's curtain call: "Unfortunately, I have a better memory. It's good to remember grudges, and to remember gratitude."

Yayoi Aoki could have used Oda Sakunosuke to blackmail him, but she didn't.

Osamu Dazai may indeed not be a good person, and it would not be superfluous to apply all kinds of bad words to him-but when he treated his only two friends, he gave all his true emotions.

The author has something to say:

Went for a hot pot.

Ah, hot pot, the light of hope for mankind.

Is there any math test coolness and Calvin's pain that can't be solved by a hot pot meal?

If there is, then I will eat spicy hotpot tomorrow.

I think I should be able to code and update again... It's been a long time since I wrote, it's a bit boring, so good (.