[Comprehensive] Confession Mask

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Two years later, Yokohama.

"Mr. Dazai, it was clearly agreed that today you will go to the Supernatural Secret Service Section to bring the list of dignitaries who entered the country this month! And there is an escort mission for a big shot tomorrow afternoon, why have you been missing since this morning!"

Atsushi Nakajima folded his briefcase and stared at Osamu Dazai curled up on the sofa. He was used to this guy not wanting to go to the Supernatural Secret Service Division, but the simple task of escorting a big shot is usually sent to His, he actually said he would turn it up!

"Well... with Dazai on the table, Nakajima-kun has really become independent in the past two years." Tanizaki Junichiro raised his chin and looked at the one who only knew how to cause trouble for everyone two or three years ago, only complaining. The newcomer Atsushi Nakajima, who has a relatively quick response, now knows to observe the signs of Dazai Osamu's absence from work, and has taken an extra step for the survival of the Armed Detective Agency.

"Yeah, I've been telling Dazai all the lectures before me recently." Kunikida pushed the frame of his glasses with a serious expression.

Moreover, Atsushi Nakajima's progress has greatly reduced the number of times they have had to apologize to the government over the past year. Recently, they have been able to assist him in handling official documents. It is completely impossible to see that he is just an orphanage born with different abilities. I don't know the little kitty anymore.

On the contrary, Dazai Osamu's side...really...has been making people angry for ten years.

Why didn't this guy leave with Mishima Yoshikazu in the first place?At that time, because the atmosphere was a bit sensational, this man who seemed to be working hard was left behind, and Kunikida still has to write down his regret every day in his small notebook.

"Mr. Kunikida, you really want to scold Mr. Dazai right now, right?"

And just when Kunikida was about to dig out the small notebook from his pocket, the elusive Izumi Kyouka suddenly reached out and put his hand on his shoulder, and asked with a calm cute face and clear eyes.

"No, Jinghua, I hope to scold him all the time."

"Yeah, then I have a good proposal."

"...for example?"

"For example like this," Izumi Jinghua tucked up her sleeves a little, then bent down to pick up a cardboard box from the ground, and then looked at the garbage man who was lying on the sofa and turned a deaf ear to Atsushi Nakajima's preaching, and then looked blankly. He said with an expression: "Ah... I just came back from the post office. For some reason, the Armed Detective Agency received a big package."

As soon as Quan Jinghua said this, the giant rice borer lying on the sofa pricked up its ears again.

And all members of the Armed Detective Agency naturally knew what was going to happen next.

"Hey, the sender's address is Italy..." Kyoka pretended to read the address on the cardboard box again, but before she could finish her sentence, Osamu Dazai, who hadn't moved all afternoon, suddenly rolled off the sofa He came down and ran to Quan Jinghua, tearfully begging: "...Jinghuajiang, give me that package!"

"...No way!" Izumi Kyoka put the package behind her back, let Bai Xue Yasha come out to block her face, and said with a straight face: "After Mr. Dazai submitted the work report for the past three months I will keep this package until it is handed over to Mr. Kunikida!!!”

"...Wuwu Jinghuajiang is so cruel!"

Osamu Dazai's hand froze in mid-air, but he couldn't rush to grab it—after all, the one standing in front of him was not Atsushi Nakajima, and because of the food chain, he couldn't make a move on Kyoka-chan, who was higher than himself, to play tricks on him. Anything more is impossible.

So, he really could only sit down in his almost dusty office with teary eyes, turn on the computer, and start sorting out his work analysis——

And Atsushi Nakajima was extremely amazed by Kyoka's methods, sighed again, walked to Izumi Kyoka's side, and folded his hands: "...It's a shame that Kyoka-chan can often use this to threaten Mr. Dazai."

"No, such dialogues and tricks..." Kyoka flipped out a letter from her kimono pocket. On it was written a detailed method of teasing Osamu Dazai in beautiful lines. Written by Sae Shima himself: "Mr. Dazai's weakness taught me himself."

"...Mr. Dazai and Ms. Mishima are really more ruthless than the other." Atsushi Nakajima sighed helplessly, and looked at Osamu Dazai who was working there who was a little puzzled, and couldn't help feeling sorry for him.

Speaking of which, it has been two years since Mishima-san left Yokohama...

When she said she was going to leave, Mr. Dazai really seemed a little bit wrong in the first year.

For example, at the very beginning, Osamu Dazai worked hard for a while as if he had really changed himself. Even the working hours seemed a bit regular. There is a task shift that belongs to him, and he will not say any excuses to refuse, but follow his partner out to work with a little refreshment.

...Although he still didn't show his ability and efficiency in the middle of the task, those spectator behaviors of tricking his partner or going around in circles have also decreased a lot, and when the work is over, he will read a book quietly by himself , as a matter of course, behaviors such as molesting the client have completely disappeared.

Sometimes, he would leave the detective office alone like that and go for a walk, or stand in front of the window looking at the scenery boredly, and whenever that happened, Atsushi Nakajima would feel that Mr. Dazai was clearly looking at the street scene, but His sight seemed to go somewhere he didn't know.

He thought, that place must be the street where Mr. Dazai and Ms. Mishima stayed together.After all, Mr. Dazai's gaze will suddenly become a little softer, and he will feel a little lonely.

At this time, he couldn't help thinking... It would be great if Ms. Mishima was here, after all, Mr. Dazai was really waiting for her to come back.

Everyone in the detective agency is also looking forward to it with Mr. Dazai, right?

Atsushi Nakajima thought about it for a while, and was about to look back when he realized that the member of the Armed Detective Agency, who had a little image in his mind just now, was having a party in front of that giant cardboard box.

Narrator Atsushi Nakajima: ? ? ?

"Wow! This is the new scalpel set I asked her to find before, how did she do it..."

"Hey, this is a brand new German cat movie. Whose is it... Ugh!"

"Needless to say, it must belong to the president! Don't say it so loudly, just take it in quietly later."

"Hey, these cute dresses, needless to say, are definitely for Jing Huajiang..."

"Wow, Naomi actually has a gift, brother, look!"

"...There is also one for Nakajima-kun, come and see!"

That unknown person waved to Atsushi Nakajima, and he actually got a new pair of leather shoes as he floated over.Is it because of that?The last time their youth group received a video call from Yusae Mishima, it happened that Kenji Miyazawa was joking with his old leather shoes that had broken holes, so Miss Mishima remembered it.

...Actually, Ms. Mishima is really a very powerful and caring person. After all, she is obviously not in the detective agency, but she can remember everything they said casually, and bring them gifts...Although, Nakajima Atsushi also Understand the purpose of the gift or the "bribe" purpose.

——For example, the postcard that came with new leather shoes and various gifts said "Dazai is really sorry for causing trouble to everyone", which perfectly expresses that she wants to apologize for making mistakes today Dazai's idea of ​​bribing all members of the Armed Detective Agency.

But what does it matter, everyone is happy about it.

Atsushi Nakajima, who has almost never received a gift from others in his life, looked at the gift in his hand that was selected by Yusae Mishima, and every time he was satisfied with it, he happily exchanged it for it.

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evening.

And when Osamu Dazai returned to his apartment with the cardboard box that belonged to him, it was already evening.After all, he just started working after a long absence today, and he had accumulated a lot of things, so he had to leave after dusk.

Speaking of which, since Mishima left, he has received packages and postcards from her every few months, and sometimes, she will make quite strange calls—for example, asking him whether he is red or not. Blue, black or gray and other questions, when he answers, he will receive a gift of the same color a month later.

Thinking of this, Osamu Dazai held the cardboard box, used a letter opener to cut the tape that sealed the box, and took out the things she gave him——

It was a scarf, dark red in color, and the material was more comfortable than any other clothes in his closet.

And following his movements, a white card quietly floated down, with a few numbers written on it in beautiful fonts——Winter is coming, keep warm.

He looked at those characters and was startled.

She always knows exactly what he needs, and sends him what he needs at the right time... However, Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes and picked up the scarf and sniffed the fragrance on it. Talk to yourself.

"...But I want to see you more than receiving gifts."

Jingle bell, jingle bell.

And just when Osamu Dazai was thinking about when he could use the scarf the soonest, the doorbell of his house suddenly broke the peace in his house. It's not often that people come to visit.

Osamu Dazai put down the scarf in his hand, walked to the door with unhurried steps, and looked through the security eyes, that person was wearing the uniform of a pizza company, presumably it was the dinner he ordered for himself when he left the Armed Detective Agency today .

Coincidentally, he also felt a little hungry, and it was a little cold in the room, so he just had something to eat to warm his body.Thinking of this, Osamu Dazai went to get his wallet again, opened the door directly, took out the banknotes with lowered eyes and made a deal with the delivery boy, put the pizza away and closed the door directly...

However, his action of closing the door was stopped by the takeaway boy who reached out his hand.

"...What's wrong? Isn't it [-] yen?"

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes and asked, but he just focused his eyes on the pizza guy for a moment, and he noticed that little sense of disobedience again. He hurriedly looked at the "takeaway boy" carefully, and saw that there was a little Under the peaked cap that is a bit out of size, the takeaway boy actually has a head of soft and beautiful white hair, followed by the takeaway boy's thin chin and delicate nose, his slightly too slender white arms and petite body...

After looking at this, the "delivery boy" even raised his head, and his clear eyes met Osamu Dazai's dark red eyes full of surprise and astonishment.

At this time, the girl's eyes and the corners of her mouth raised were somewhat sly and mischievous.

"What? I brought up the pizza specially for you, why don't you invite me in and have a sit? Zhi...uh!"

And just when the girl was about to take off the hat, Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand before her hand was about to touch the hat, pulled her into his arms quickly, and hugged her excitedly.The strength was so heavy, as if she was afraid that she would slip away from his palm——

"Wait, Zhi... Mmm!"

Mishima Yukae was obviously frightened by Osamu Dazai's aura. Although she wanted to hug him immediately, she patted his body to make him loosen. She called his name, but "Osamu" Before the pronunciation could be completely uttered from her mouth, Osamu Dazai had already let go of her and kissed her deeply.

It was a kiss full of accusations and grievances, and he suddenly kissed it with a strong offensive, and Mishima Yukashi, who didn't even have the strength to stand on his own, could only feel himself being pushed lightly by Osamu Dazai, and his back leaned against the door panel above.

Osamu Dazai, who was a head taller than her, held her in his arms. Without any objection from her, he stretched out his tongue to pry her lips open, and nimbly sneaked in, punitively Plunder all the gaps in her speech.

And Mishima Yuki, who felt a little dizzy from being kissed by him, had no choice but to follow the door and fell to the ground with Dazai Osamu. She was held in his palm and kissed seriously, occasionally responding to him, and then Covered by his stronger offensive...

Soon, she felt that her mind had become blank, and only Osamu Dazai, who could be seen and touched with her fingertips, was left in her world.

She panted in his arms with blushing cheeks, felt him resting his furry head on her shoulder, and asked him softly: "Why don't you let me finish my sentence... "

"..." Osamu Dazai was unwilling to answer her question.

Realizing that he was making a fuss, Mishima Yukae reached out and stroked his head, inserted/inserted into his fluffy and soft hair, and rubbed it gently: "Ji, you really look like a coquette." Like a big dog."

"...shut up."

"...Lonely?"

"Do you still want to ask this kind of question?"

Osamu Dazai gave her an annoyed look, while Mishima looked up at him from Sae, and raised the corners of his mouth again.

"Sorry for leaving you for so long."

She looked at him with apologetic eyes, she had indeed stayed in a foreign country for more than two years, and she had clearly said that she might come back to Japan on the way, but nothing happened, which made her feel that she was really sorry for Dazai He said: "But after that, I will live with you every day...Wait where did you put your hands!"

"Huh? Are you kidding? You sent yourself to my house. You didn't think I would just sit on the sofa and watch TV with you." Osamu Dazai approached her with a smile in his eyes Black belly is indispensable.

"I like that better..." Her eyes were dead.

"Impossible, after all, I am Dazai Osamu whose blood is black."

"Does it have something to do with this..."

He doesn't want to listen to her finish what she wants to say. Who is the wayward child raised by his tutor?

But even so, she still hugged him with a smile and decided to accept all of him.

— After all, she is the one who got into trouble and she will accept it all

"Start living together from today, Zhi."

"Well, thank you, Yuxi."

He leaned down and kissed her tenderly.

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