[Comprehensive] There is a Master's House in Yokohama

"Ahahahaha, is it really okay to just let my capable men go away like this? Hahahaha..."

In the office of the farming chief of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, a man in red who still insists on wearing sunglasses indoors, making people feel like a blind man and wearing a pair of two-tooth clogs, is scratching his head and showing a silly smile.

Opposite the man in red, the chief farmer is showing a very patient look, and said with a good-natured smile: "Ango Sakaguchi has his own pursuit, and I respect his ideas, and he is not the kind Someone who can draw the line of the Secret Service."

"So that's how it is, hahahaha."

"Let's not talk about that, thank you for putting pressure on the Ministry of Internal Affairs this time, Mr. Sakamoto Tatsuma of the fast aid team."

After hearing this, a more silly smile appeared on the face of the man in red clothes and sunglasses: "Ahahahaha, you don't have to thank me, I'll leave this trivial matter to Mutsu."

Chief Tanada said seriously: "Then please convey this thank you to all of the Supernatural Secret Service Division. It really helped a lot, otherwise I wouldn't even dare to send Misaka Mikoto to the pier. Yokohama suffered major damage."

"What are you talking about, Chief Taneda, you obviously sent Misaka Mikoto out before that, didn't you?

"If the quick aid team fails to put pressure on the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and if the Ministry of Internal Affairs still refuses to act according to the Ministry of Internal Affairs' instructions to the Supernatural Secret Service, you will still choose to let Misaka Mikoto 'act privately' to save Yokohama.

"It's just that after this, if the Ministry of Internal Affairs blames you, you will throw Misaka Mikoto out as an abandoned child. Am I right?"

When he was suddenly questioned like this, Chief Farming still kept calm. He seemed so calm that he was a little cold-blooded: "The mission of the Supernatural Secret Service Division is peace. As long as it is for peace, good people can sacrifice. Killing one person to live a hundred people is not enough. It is the basic strategy for the existence of the Supernatural Secret Service Division."

"...Ah... I really think that Misaka Mikoto will follow the example of Sakaguchi Ango and resign in two years." Probably surprised by Taneda's straightforwardness, Sakamoto Tatsuma was stunned for a few seconds before speaking.

Then, he laughed foolishly again: "Ahahahaha, the Ministry of Internal Affairs made a mistake this time, which almost caused Yokohama to be destroyed by the anti-government forces. High-ranking officials who have secret cooperation with foreign forces have been quarantined for review. Now that the Ministry of Internal Affairs as a whole is in danger and has no time to care about others, it seems that I should congratulate the Supernatural Secret Service Division in advance for breaking away from the Ministry of Internal Affairs and existing independently. Hahahaha... "

Chief Taneda's expression loosened slightly, and he showed a smile unconsciously, and Tatsuma Sakamoto's words hit his sweet spot.

From the moment he handed over the supernatural power opening license to Mori Ogai, he has been waiting for such an opportunity, and he vowed to separate the supernatural power secret service department, no matter how difficult it would be.

Although the mood is dark, Chief Farming is still very cautious on the surface: "It won't be so fast. At least in a few years, the Supernatural Secret Service Division still needs the Ministry of Internal Affairs as the nominal leader, and the actual command of the Ministry of Internal Affairs will only be controlled by the Ministry of Internal Affairs." Weaken bit by bit, the Supernatural Secret Service will use the most peaceful way to achieve independence."

"Is that so? That's great. Speaking of which, I haven't seen Jin Shi for a while, and I suddenly miss him so much. Then I'll go find him right now. Goodbye, hahahaha."

Sakamoto Tatsuma waved his hands, turned and walked out, and then hit the wall with a "bang".

"So if you can't see the road clearly, don't wear sunglasses..." the farming chief complained secretly.

"I'm fine hahahaha..." Tatsuma Sakamoto laughed foolishly, his forehead was flushed from the impact, and he staggered away from the Special Ability Department.

As the No. [-] guy on the Clippers, he looks really unreliable.

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On the other side, at the Lupin Bar, Osamu Dazai and Sakunosuke Oda sat relaxedly on the high stools, and the bartender served them the same drinks as before.

Some old places are like old friends. No matter how long we haven’t seen each other, we can still quickly enter the most comfortable state for each other.

"It was a very smooth and fun 'battle'." Osamu Dazai happily raised his glass.

Oda Sakunosuke also nodded slightly: "It's really hard work for you Dazai, you have reduced the casualty rate of people with supernatural abilities in Yokohama by at least [-]%, and saved the lives of many people with supernatural abilities trapped in the fog. How do you feel now? ?”

"Ah, not bad." Osamu Dazai thought while resting his chin, "Although everything was calculated and nothing interesting accident happened, it is indeed a very novel operation, is this the feeling of helping others? "

He picked up his glass and took a sip, his whole body filled with a lazy sense of relaxation: "It is indeed better for me to be the one helping others. Although I am a little tired, I feel very happy to be able to cooperate tacitly with Oda. .”

"That's really good." Odasaku took back the manuscript of Dazai Osamu from the boss, and looked down at it.

"Eh? Odasaku, didn't you say that the light here is not good for reading?" Osamu Dazai asked puzzled.

"Well, the light here is not good, but I can't help it anymore, and I really want to read the story written by Dazai right away." Odasaku said quite flattering words with a sincere face.

It sounds like a very blatant flattery, but as long as you consider how honest the person who said it is, it's hard not to be impressed.

Even the well-informed Osamu Dazai widened his eyes a little at this moment, and felt subtly embarrassed: "This is just a story that women would hate after reading it. There is nothing good about it."

"If you want to write a novel, you must be able to impress women?" Oda Saku was slightly taken aback, "I'm afraid the novel I want to write is not qualified."

"There is no such rule, it's just that it can't be used to strike up a conversation."

"That's it." Odasaku nodded, and continued reading with peace of mind.

But he didn't ignore the friends beside him because he was concentrating on reading: "Speaking of which, it would be great if Ango was here at this time."

"What are you talking about him?" The smile on Osamu Dazai's face disappeared in an instant.

Oda Saku expressed some confusion: "Have you not forgiven him yet? I received a text message from him saying that he has resigned from the Supernatural Secret Service Division."

"Oh, that's right." Osamu Dazai looked indifferent.

Probably because although I have forgiven in my heart, I still refuse to admit it on the surface?Odasaku guessed based on his knowledge of Dazai, and considerately started another topic: "When is it certain that Kyoko can solve the fog alone?"

"Probably at the time when I died in love with Kyoko." Dazai Osamu bent one leg and put it on the high stool, which was a cool posture. "At that time, I was sure that if there is anyone in this world who can refuse to die without hesitation, it must be Kyoko."

"Didn't you say that Kyoko has always wanted to die?"

"It's because she wanted to die that she became so firm and admirable." Dazai Osamu looked a little emotional, "How do you say that sentence? 'The world kisses me painfully, and I reciprocate with singing.' But the original words don’t seem to be like that, so what should I say?”

Oda Saku thought for a while and said, "Give this world your best, and you will be hit hard. Even so, give this world your best."

"Hahaha, that's right, this is definitely something Kyoko would say!" Osamu Dazai waved happily. "That's it. Whether it's the resurrected ghosts or the rats everywhere, there is nothing to worry about when Kyoko is around. I believe she will definitely choose hope, and it turns out that she is indeed credible, right?"

"Yeah." Odasaku nodded, "Kyoko."

"Respect Xingzi."

The two toasted together, and drank it down for the same reason as last time.

After that, Dazai Osamu left first, and Oda Sakunosuke finished reading the manuscript of "No Longer Human" in the Lupin bar alone.

When he raised his head again, he just saw Ango Sakaguchi walking in.

"It's not a coincidence that you came here, Dazai has been away for a while."

"Mr. Odasaku, did you send me a text message asking me to come over?"

Oda Sakunosuke naturally pushed the finished manuscript to Sakaguchi Ango's hand.

"This is?!" Ango Sakaguchi saw the title of the manuscript clearly and was extremely surprised.

"This is a story written by Dazai."

"So why give it to me?"

Oda Sakunosuke blinked his eyes and thought for a while, he was working hard to organize his words, because he was not good at doing this kind of thing that offered to help his friends.

Even so, after being the owner of the Wanshiwu branch for a period of time, he also understands that the things he is not good at actually only need to be done a few times, and he will gradually become proficient.

Now that he has made up his mind to set foot in Dazai's lonely world, he has to be more active in meddling his own business.

At the moment when he was deeply trapped in the illusion created by Kyoko, when he thought he was going to die, the feeling he felt was regret.

Obviously, he has seen Dazai clearly, understood that Dazai is a lonely child, but he just stood there with Ango and never set foot in that loneliness.

Now, he intends to insert his foot in and drag Ango along by the way.

Occasionally, when I exchanged my experience of opening Wanshiwu with Yinshi, the other party also suggested this way.

So—"Ango, after you finish reading this, take it to Dazai, and then tell him your evaluation of this story."

"Why?" Ango Sakaguchi began to doubt himself. He found that he had encountered a time when he couldn't understand Mr. Oda Saku's words at all. This feeling was like the leader of the field suddenly pretending to be a woman. It was magical and scary.

"I remember that day we were all here." Oda Sakunosuke explained, "Dazai said something to you, he said: 'Thanks to you, my inspiration has completely stopped, and I can't write anything at once. If you can give me some inspiration by commenting, I will forgive you.'”

"Wh-so... ah... that's what you mean, but... well, I'll try."

Ango Sakaguchi reacted quickly. On the one hand, he thought that he might really get Dazai-kun's forgiveness by doing so, and on the other hand, he felt that it was useless to change concepts like this.

But he actually wanted to apologize to Dazai-kun a long time ago, it's just that he lacked such an excuse to linger on and beg for forgiveness.

Although it's just a sneaky change of concept and strong words, but as an excuse, it seems that this is enough.

"Thank you, Odasaku-san, did you forgive me a long time ago?"

"I never blamed you."

The excited Ango Sakaguchi hurried away with the manuscript in his arms, and Sakunosuke Oda stayed in the Lupin bar to listen to the boss's nonsense, and it took a long time before he was released by the boss.

He walked out of the bar, looked left and right on the street, and said to himself: "Ah, I suddenly want to eat curry, let's go and have a meal."

The author has something to say: About Oda’s retelling of Dazai’s words, the location is: Chapter 34 Fate Brings Us Together

The plot of that chapter is Dazai writing love poems in a bar.

At that time, I asked Dazai to say the words with the word "forgive" to Ango, just for Dazai to forgive Ango in the end.

But I really didn't expect that the foreshadowing that I planted casually on a whim would actually be dug out after so long! ! !

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The world kisses me bitterly and asks me to sing in return. ——Tagore's "Flying Birds"

Give the world your best, and you'll be hit hard, but even so, give the world your best. —Heidi Lamarr