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

Ango Sakaguchi put the magenta satchel on the bar counter. He was very scholarly, and his complaints sounded as harsh as criticism from a scholar: "Mr. Odasaku, you It’s just that I’m too used to Dazai-kun, and you too, Mr. Sakata.”

Sakata Gintoki, holding the glass and burying his head, pretending to be absent, shuddered like a primary school student whose name was suddenly called by the teacher: "I'm innocent, I didn't do anything!"

"You didn't do anything, and that's the problem. Odasaku-san is just spoiling Dazai-kun, and your words are already in the same boat as Dazai-kun."

Osamu Dazai weakly raised his hand and spoke: "I want to interrupt, I don't agree with the word 'collusion', and... Long time no see, Ango."

"It's been a long time. I came back from another business trip. Sometimes I really feel that my job is actually a business trip. Ah, I'm really tired." Sakaguchi Ango sighed, and casually asked the boss for the same wine as before.

Dazai Osamu looked at Ango Sakaguchi, put his face on one hand and said, "Isn't it great to go on a business trip, I want to go out to play too."

"Playing? Dazai-kun, not everyone in the mafia like you spends every day killing time. Of course I went to work."

"So you went to work on a business trip and came back empty-handed?"

Ango Sakaguchi paused for a moment, probably because Osamu Dazai had poked something that he couldn't refute, and his mood became a little subtle: "Empty hands...not really, this time I took a fancy to and bought a good antique watch."

As he spoke, he opened the satchel that he put on the bar, and showed everyone a small box wrapped in paper inside.On the top of the box are business travel supplies such as cigarettes and folding umbrellas.

Osamu Dazai looked over, his eyes paused for a moment on the folding umbrella, and then suddenly asked: "Take it with you, did you go straight to Lupin's bar right after you came back?"

"That's right." Yasugo Sakaguchi nodded, "That's why I said I was very tired. The one-day trip to Tokyo that day ended at eight o'clock, and I rushed back without even having time to play."

After finishing speaking, he asked again: "Speaking of which, why are the three of you here tonight? Is it an appointment?"

Sakata Gintoki shook his head slowly: "No, everyone is a mature social person, and they don't go to parties all day long. Only naive junior high school students who like to play small group games are keen to go. What I did, I came here because I suddenly wanted to have a drink or two."

Ango Sakaguchi glanced at the glass held up by Gintoki Sakata, and the milky white milk in the glass, and couldn't help complaining: "You are the least qualified to say such a thing, Mr. Sakata. As far as I know, there are very few junior high school students nowadays. I like to drink milk."

"That's why they didn't understand the value of milk."

Ango Sakaguchi didn't want to continue this boring topic with Gintoki Sakata, so he turned his head to look at Sakunosuke Oda, who immediately understood and said, "It's true that it wasn't an appointment, I came here by accident."

Osamu Dazai smiled and said, "I had a premonition that I would meet you all when I came here tonight, so I came here."

"Ah, it's really a coincidence when you think about it." Sakata Gintoki held his chin, "Is that the one? The so-called guidance of fate makes us like like flock together."

Osamu Dazai turned his head: "Eh? Are we the same kind of people?"

Sakata Gintoki nodded: "Even if they are not completely of the same type, there must be overlaps and people who can attract each other. Otherwise, how can we explain that we gathered here by coincidence tonight?"

"Well, I think so too." Oda Sakunosuke echoed.

As if he couldn't take it anymore, Ango Sakaguchi rubbed his arms vigorously: "Wow, I really didn't expect that Mr. Sakata would like to say such nasty things."

"Nicky words are also a valuable language. Don't look down on this kind of words. Speaking them at critical moments can make you burst into tears."

"Okay, I already know you are serious." Sakaguchi Ango patted his head with a headache.

Osamu Dazai twirled the pen between his fingers, and suddenly pushed the paper with some words written on it to Ango Sakaguchi: "Thanks to you, my inspiration has completely stopped, and I can't write anything at once. If you can Comment and give me some inspiration, and I will forgive you."

"What are you saying about forgiveness or not? I don't admit that you just dumped me. Your inspiration has nothing to do with me." As Sakaguchi Ango said, he picked up the piece of paper and looked at it twice. The expression suddenly became surprised. "What's going on, it's really a love poem, Dazai-kun, are you serious?"

"Huh? I want to watch too." Sakata Gintoki put down his cup, dragged the high stool under his buttocks, "squeaked—" and leaned over, stretching his neck to probe his brain.

Oda Sakunosuke quickly accepted this somewhat sudden situation: "If you write a love letter, you must hand it over to the other party after you write it. Do you need me to bless you first?"

"Of course I need it. I really hope that the other party will accept me."

"No! Dazai-kun, when did you have a woman you fell in love with? Was it when I was on a business trip?" Ango Sakaguchi became frantic. He knew that Osamu Dazai always likes to provoke young ladies when he has nothing to do, but writing love poems is so serious The situation is the first time.

As a result, no one paid any attention to Ango Sakaguchi. Oda Sakunosuke honestly sent his blessings, and then Sakata Gintoki asked: "How is the other person? Do you know that you are pursuing her?"

"She, if you insist on describing her, she's probably an angel." Osamu Dazai showed a dreamy expression as if he was describing the lover in his dream, as if he had been fascinated. "And it was she who asked me to write love poems, and said that as long as my words could move her, she would accept me, so I must write the most beautiful love poems."

"That's it." Oda Sakunosuke nodded slowly. He seemed to accept it quickly, but he was really surprised in his heart. He had never heard Osamu Dazai speak so highly of anyone. It was really hard to imagine that lady. image of.

Angels, like pure white western sculptures?

"Is that what the other party said? It sounds like she has already accepted you. She only asked you to write love poems out of reserve. In fact, it's just a formality. When she receives the love poems, she will agree." Sakata Gintoki Someone who has been there is as experienced as he said.

"Eh? Gin-san, do you think so?" Osamu Dazai asked in surprise, as if he had received unexpected support from Sakata Gintoki.

Sakata Gintoki looked very reliable, and nodded like a professional love professor: "Don't worry, the girl offered to ask the boy to write love poems for her, so that must be the reason."

"Ah... So after talking for a long time, who is the woman? Don't tell me that you imagined it in your mind." Although he already had some confidence in his heart, Ango Sakaguchi still wanted to struggle, he begged Dazai Zhihui suddenly laughed and responded that he was a joke, so that Ango Sakaguchi could take good care of his shaky three views and his irritated little heart.

But Osamu Dazai ruthlessly broke Ango Sakaguchi's last fantasy: "I can tell you, but don't say it, the other party is..."

Osamu Dazai took a breath slowly, then exhaled lightly: "Yunfu Xingzi."

"I disagree!!!"

At this moment, everyone in Lupin's bar felt a strong vibration and was forced to be involved in a sonic earthquake.

The author has something to say: Yunfu Xingzi: I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense!