365 days of playing the knife

Seeing Dazai here, Tsurumaru was actually a little surprised.

Because he knew that the "Armed Detective Agency" in Yokohama should be a detective group specializing in dangerous work that cannot be handed over to the army and police.

The detective agency is in charge of the two, and is known as the "twilight armed group" that lives in the gap between the day world and the night world. ①

In a macro sense—the people inside should be regarded as "good people" in the eyes of ordinary people, so Tsurumaru is also very relieved to retreat here. (After all, fighting other than this is extremely short, so it's hard for people to worry about it, Tsurumaru said.)

He thought that even if this detective agency doesn't have such "good guys", it should also not have such "bad guys". ——At worst, it is "gray" between black and white.

But this man...

No matter how you look at it...they have nothing to do with "good people" at all.

It was the kind that even a person like him who had been infested with black mud would be surprised by it—it seemed that the blood under the skin, and even the pores all over the body, were filled with pure black factors.

This person will probably be Hei Ni's favorite nourishment, Tsurumaru thought so.

Although the current him and this person... are pretty much the same.

"Yeah, we meet again." Tsurumaru put the magazine on his lap on the table, and smiled brightly at Dazai. He was as handsome and shiny as an idol loved by countless people on the Internet, " It scares me a little bit."

"Yes! Me too—" Osamu Dazai sat on the opposite sofa and agreed, "I didn't expect that the person I met just now was Tui Jun's elder or something—"

And Tanizaki walked aside very habitually and made a cup of coffee for Dazai, and then put milk in front of Taihe Atsushi.

"Ah, thank you..." Atsushi Nakajima and the Five Tigers retreated to thank them.

"Elder?" Tsurumaru repeated the word, turned around and said in an affectionate tone, "Xiao Tui, you use the same words as your brother."

"My brother...?" Wuhu retreated and blinked his eyes, not quite understanding why Tsurumaru didn't call his name directly, but spoke in such a roundabout way.But the five tigers retreated and nodded cooperatively, "Because... they are the elders."

"That's it," Tsurumaru smiled at the members of the detective agency present, or rather, the smile on his face has never gone down since the beginning, "Since I am an elder, then I can say this sentence Let’s talk? Well... I’m really thankful for taking care of my little Tail during this time~”

"Tui-kun is very reliable! He usually helps us a lot!" Dazai Osamu replied with a bright smile.

I don't know why, but the smiles of the two always look a little similar.

Dazai asked curiously, "Listen to you, don't you think you are Tuijun's elder?"

"Ah, I'm sorry." Tsurumaru seemed to be belatedly aware of Dazai Osamu's words that he hadn't introduced himself, "I'm Tsurumaru, Yoshimitsu Tsurumaru. As for not thinking that I'm their elder... Is it okay to say that?"

"Tsuramaru...Mister, it's the elder..." Wuhu retreated and said in a low voice, but he glanced at Tsurumaru complicatedly, and Tsurumaru immediately realized it. ——It was the same complex emotion as the previous one, because of the name "Yoshimitsu".

But retreating won't be like chaos, just go to him angrily and ask the reason afterwards.

Following Tsurumaru's self-introduction, Tanizaki and Atsushi also said their names, and it was Dazai's turn, and when Dazai said his name--Tsurumaru's face clearly showed unexpected emotions.

"Huh? This reaction—does Tsurumaru-san know me?" Dazai asked with a smile.

"I don't know." Tsurumaru replied in a natural tone, "But I always feel as if I've heard it somewhere—"

"It seems to be a famous person?" Tsurumaru squeezed his chin and recalled.

Five Tigers thought about it for a while, and then interjected, "Mr. Dazai...the job is the same as yours."

When Atsushi Nakajima and Tanizaki on the side heard this sentence, they suddenly remembered what the Five Tigers said before——

【"Because my brother's friend is..."

"Then, then my elders, my elders' colleagues are also..."]

And the question answered by this sentence is the work of Mr. Dazai.

After understanding this equation, Atsushi Nakajima's eyes lit up immediately.He stared at Tsurumaru with burning eyes, waiting for Tsurumaru to speak.Because he knew that the 70 bounty was quite close to him!

But that being said, are Mr. Dazai and Mr. Tsurumaru really not idol actors?They all look so handsome... So Dun thought.

Tsurumaru, who is sitting in his original position, is very sensitive to the sight of others looking at him (Tsurumaru: Even if he is not keen, right now I am facing this silver-haired boy, it is difficult to pretend not to see!), but At this time, it is still intentionally or unintentionally ignoring this point.

The reason is very simple, because - being looked at by a man like this, like a treasure (70), even he would not feel happy.

As if he didn't realize that the atmosphere suddenly became weird and subtle, Tsurumaru blinked his eyes after Wuhutai said that, and said innocently, "Same as me? Is Mr. Dazai a teacher too? But I don't seem to listen I told you about a teacher named Dazai."

"... Huh?" ×4

Everyone present, including the Five Tigers, including Osamu Dazai, was surprised by this answer.

"Wait! Why did you even quit '... Huh?'?" Atsushi Nakajima discovered the problem.

"Ah... don't you mean the teacher?" Tsurumaru looked at the reactions of these people and smiled happily. He asked, "Then you mean the job I did before I became a teacher?"

"Teacher?" Blinking back twice, he looked at Tsurumaru suspiciously, ignoring Tsurumaru's last question for the time being.

"It seems that I didn't mention it to you." Tsurumaru didn't care, Canjin's pupils were full of smiles, "I'm your brother's Japanese history teacher! The one who has a certificate and has already started working! "

"How? Was it a good scare?" Tsurumaru said in a familiar tone.

"Hmm..." Tui said sincerely, "Brother, he... must have been shocked..."

"That's right, that's right! Your brother's reaction at that time pulled me directly to the rooftop for a heart-to-heart talk!" After Tsurumaru said this, he took a sip of coffee, and the bitter taste filled his throat in an instant.

He lowered his eyes slightly, and his tone finally became more serious, "Since you didn't refer to the teacher, then it means——you saw it completely on that day? "

Before the five tigers answered, Tsurumaru nodded and muttered to himself again, "No, neither your brother nor I guessed that you were there that day... and that guy's phone number, you are so smart, you can't guess That's weird."

The legs of the Five Tigers retracted somewhat uneasily, and this kind of riddle-like words made it difficult for Atsushi Nakajima and Junichiro Tanizaki to understand.

Only Osamu Dazai easily extracted the information he wanted from these few words.

"Then...may I take the liberty to ask?" Atsushi Nakajima asked cautiously, "Your last job...?"

"The last job..." Tsurumaru thought for a while, and he hesitated, "Demolition?"

"Pfft..." Dazai couldn't help laughing.

Wu Hu retreated to recall the scene he saw that day, he lowered his head and held a cup to cover half of his face, but his slightly shrugged shoulders revealed the fact that he was holding back his laughter.

"Tui-chan—" Tsurumaru said helplessly, "Just laugh if you want to laugh, anyway, I think what I said is quite appropriate."

"However, according to what you said. If Mr. Dazai is my colleague, I probably remembered it." Tsurumaru put his gaze on Dazai Osamu, in the pair of pupils that were as warm as sunlight facing the five tigers, at this moment But it has a metallic coldness. "A few years ago, I heard the name—"

"What a surprise!" Dazai put his hands together, and in the eyes of Atsushi Nakajima and Tanizaki, his expression was complete surprise, "Has Mr. Tsurumaru even heard my name?"

"Yeah, it's beyond famous!" Tsurumaru also laughed, "For example, the demolition of many places at one time has provided a huge contribution to the reconstruction of Yokohama—my colleagues feel that they should learn from Mr. Dazai!"

"Is that so? But I don't seem to have heard of your name, Mr. Tsurumaru." Dazai tilted his head in doubt, "I always think it's so unfair!"

"Of course?" Tsurumaru replied, "Compared to Mr. Dazai, I'm just a small character. Because I need to work hard every day, I feel too tired, so I choose to become a teacher!"

The only Wuhutui who could barely understand what the two were talking about looked up at Atsushi Nakajima who wanted to complain but seemed to believe it, and drank milk in silence.

When the two people's quarrel was finally over, the five tigers retreated and faintly felt that the two people seemed to have reached a consensus secretly.

——At this time, Tsurumaru proposed something, and wanted to take half a day off to accompany him to visit Yokohama.

Dazai agreed of course, and there was no reason to refuse.Watching Tsurumaru pick up his baseball bag and the Five Tigers retreating from the back, Dazai hummed a self-composed love song with his earphones on.

Nakajima Atsushi and Tanizaki looked at each other, feeling that they and each other were redundant throughout the whole process.But Atsushi Nakajima hesitated for a while, and didn't mention whether the demolition office was Dazai's last job.

Although both Dazai Tsurumaru acted as if they were real...but Atsushi Nakajima couldn't believe it.After all...the temperament of these two people doesn't match the demolition or anything like that.

"Death to love~I can't die for love alone~" Dazai Osamu sang, lying on the sofa with his eyes closed and intoxicated himself, "But it's only~ if two people can do it~"

Looking at this scene, Atsushi Nakajima, who was packing the teacups, sighed. He could only be thankful that Mr. Kunikida was out on business at the moment, otherwise Mr. Kunikida would probably be very angry.

Atsushi Nakajima, who was thinking this way, would not know what was playing in the earphones of this black-haired young man who seemed to miss work again.

Osamu Dazai supported the earphone and adjusted it. Following a few sizzles of electric current, Osamu Dazai could easily hear the sound of clothes rubbing against each other.

After waiting for a while, he heard the sound of the waves again.Following a moment of silence, he heard the white-haired youth speak in a voice that could not detect emotion.

"sorry"

"I lost your brother, back."

The author has something to say: ①From Baidu Encyclopedia

"ごめん" is pronounced as, gomen is more intimate, sorry.