My undercover organization eats jujube pills

When I took the first bite of curry, I couldn't help but shed tears.

Curry is indeed delicious, but the tears I shed silently are not because it is too delicious.

——but was spicy.

Oda is really a cruel person.

With tears in my eyes, I took the water that Oda Saku had been prepared to hand over, and poured the whole glass of water into my stomach in one breath, so as to relieve my sore throat.

"Is this the level of spiciness acceptable to humans?!"

"Yeah." Odasaku looked at me strangely, "I still like this level of spiciness. You may not be able to accept it at a younger age, but it's just right for an adult like me."

"...No." I said dumbly, "You are not a human being, and a human being who can't complain has no soul."

"Ok?"

I stopped talking.Adhering to the principle of not wasting food, I slowly put the curry into my mouth.If you ask me how I feel about this food, it is tasteless, or is it burning a candle that drips with tears.

The next time I eat extra spicy curry with Oda Saku, I will twist my head off and give Osamu Dazai a kick! ! !

"Before……"

I used a porcelain spoon to stir in the thick curry, and the spicy aroma was in the air. The potatoes and onion beef looked particularly appetizing under the light.

"Thank you very much, Odasaku."

"Thank you for taking me in for a few days, so that I can recover from my injuries. Your five children are also very cute, and they are all very good children. So is Oda Saku... It is obviously a mafia, but in fact it was an accident Gentle people."

I looked tentatively at the red-haired youth.

"So, even if I move out, I can still pursue you, right?"

Oda patted my head with his attitude towards children, "You are always welcome at home, Sakule and the others like you very much."

"There is no need to pursue, Yayoi, you are a beautiful girl, you can definitely find a handsome boy who is about your age."

"...Did you mean Dazai-san?"

About the same age - this guy is only two years older than me.

Handsome - Dazai Osamu's face is really nothing to say, rich women who want to pick him up can line up from Yokohama to Tokyo.

Oda Saku thought for a while, but he didn't notice that I was complaining at all. Instead, he warned me with a very cautious attitude: "For Dazai, he is not suitable for you. Marrying him is probably not the best choice."

I smiled, who wants to marry that guy Dazai?

What a pity for the woman who married him, who was either about to become a widow or on the way to becoming a widow.

"Odasaku, you are really honest."

***

First of all I want to repent.

I used the notoriety of the port mafia to persecute innocent people in Yokohama, and rented a house at a very favorable price. However, due to capital and location constraints, I could not rent a high-end apartment, and finally found a single apartment.

Saying it's a one-person apartment is really a one-person apartment, with one bedroom, one living room, and a kitchenette.

By the way, the house was provided by Osamu Dazai, who is a local snake in Yokohama. The specific price and conditions were of course negotiated by myself. I won’t repeat the unscrupulous methods in these processes, but just write them down. Maybe it will be verbal.

I packed up my own things after get off work the next day, and headed to the place I found.

When I was about to leave, Sakule, the only girl among Odasaku's adopted children, carefully pinched my skirt and asked me—"Will Sister Yayoi come to see Sakule in the future?"

The girl's voice was soft and thin, as soft and waxy as a star made of honey and sugar.

"Yes."

I knelt down to hook her up, and made a promise that a liar would swallow a thousand needles.

In view of Osamu Dazai's unreliability and his degree of black mud, I first checked whether there were monitors and listening devices installed by Osamu Dazai before moving into this apartment.

I checked every corner of the apartment carefully, not daring to let go of any corner lightly. At this time, my carelessness may be exchanged for the tears I shed in the future and the water of the West Lake.

After making sure Osamu Dazai hadn't installed anything weird in my apartment, I went to the place where I had buried the box before, and with great effort dug out Accelerator, the sleeping beauty.

I weighed the box twice to make sure that Accelerator hadn't woken up—if he woke up, the box would definitely be lost and it would be gone immediately.

The psychic powers were activated skillfully and naturally, and I lightened the weight of the box to lighten the burden on me, and sneaked the box containing the party back to my apartment in the dark of night.

I entered the password and opened the box. The white-haired boy in the black and white striped shirt was still sleeping peacefully in the original posture, with no change in posture or facial expression.

I rarely see him so quiet.

The boy's white hair was thin and soft, and the half-length forehead hair fell on the side of his face.His masculine signs are not obvious. Compared with boys of the same age, his Adam's apple is not prominent. On the contrary, it is the same as that of girls, and the protrusion of Adam's apple is almost flat.

Accelerator's complexion was very pale, the pale color of a dying person who lacks blood.

He is obviously a man with a big frame and high muscle coverage, but Accelerator doesn't have any masculine features on his body, his face is delicate like a girl's, and his weight is terribly light. I can lift him up without using superpowers .

I wrapped my arms around Accelerator's waist and picked him up - why is this guy's waist thinner than a girl's?

I struggled for five seconds, and finally chose to put one party in the only bedroom. Fortunately, the bed in the bedroom is a relatively large double bed, even if I put one party, it would not take up much space.

Do you wrong me to sleep on the sofa?

It's ridiculous, this house is obviously mine, why should I, who has the actual right to use it, sleep on the sofa in aggrieved way?

Don't even think about it.

Anyway, Accelerator is now a Sleeping Beauty who has no reaction to the outside world, even if I hit him - well, it may not be useful, but sleeping together is completely fine.

I don't think that Accelerator will have any interest in me other than fighting.

I hugged Accelerator's slender waist, slowly bent over, and slowly laid the thin boy on the bed.

Fang Accelerator's head rested on my shoulder, and his white hair on the side gently scratched the side of my neck, and I couldn't help shivering a little because of the itchy touch.

He lay quietly on the bed, his pale complexion almost blending with the white sheets.

Accelerator - I chewed the name on the tip of my tongue, and the familiar and happy emotions rushed from my heart to my eyes.

I never expected that I could meet people I knew before in this different world without Academy City.It's like a stranger who has been wandering abroad for many years suddenly encounters a local accent in a city full of foreigners.

In this quiet space where there is only me and Accelerator, I really feel the long-lost joy.

The loneliness of facing this bizarre world alone, the fear of unknown forces... and the fear of the black mud monster, these emotions have been crowded in my chest.

But if Fang Accelerator is here, I don't have any fear.

He's strong—the kind that's on top of the world.

I admire his absolute aesthetics of violence. Although this guy always clamors that he is a villain, he is actually not a dark and murderous villain at all.

He, like Oda Saku and Nakahara Naka, are actually gentle people.

Oh, not gentle when fighting.Anyway, I have been beaten by him so many times that I walked sideways into the infirmary of the research institute.

I'm such a miserable woman.

After setting up Accelerator, I found a change of nightdress and underwear from the few luggage, and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

When it comes to bathing, I'm a bath pie.I don’t know which child Odasaku gave me. The little rubber duck was ups and downs on the water surface of the bath, shaking its fat body and spinning slowly in the water.

I look at my own body through the white foamy water—the body covered by clothes has mottled scars, which are the traces left by countless experiments.

If I hadn't turned back a few years in time, I would only have more scars on my body.Fortunately, I don't have a scar constitution, and the scarred wound is not particularly obvious, only a little light pink trace.

I touched the light pink scars left behind. These wounds can no longer feel the pain at the beginning, and the memories mixed with blood and dust have been depressed in the deep memory.

The mirror in the bathroom was huge, and I stood in the mirror and looked at myself: the long golden hair was sticking to my skin wetly, and the girl in the mirror was fine except for some scars on her body.

—if developmental conditions are ignored.

I turned my body slightly, and the blue mark left on my lower back was clearly reflected in the mirror.

Cyan lines appeared on my lower back, and when I activated the ability of the Qing clan, this brand became slightly hot.

This is the ability of me to acquire the Qing Clan, the imprint left on me by Munakata Reisi's Qingwang power to represent me as a member of the clan.

Ten years have passed since the last King Qing, and the Qing clan has long since disappeared from people's sight.The leader of the port mafia, Mori Ogai, has only been in office for only three years, and he probably doesn't have a deep understanding of the king's power.

Osamu Dazai was only a six-year-old child ten years ago, and it is even more impossible for him to be clear about this kind of thing.

I changed into a conservative nightgown with long sleeves, opened the foggy bathroom door and walked out.

There is a small kitchen in the corner of the living room. I started to boil hot water with the equipped kettle, and the sound of boiling water soon floated out of the kitchen.

What I didn't expect was that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

As soon as I walked out of the small kitchen and came to the living room, I saw the door of the apartment at the entrance clicked open, and a black-haired boy with a bandage wrapped around his right eye and a black windbreaker greeted me with a smile.

"Yeah, good evening, Yayoi."

My head froze instantly.

"Why are you here? How did you open the door?"

My apartment door is triple locked!

Osamu Dazai answered me in a very relaxed and comfortable tone, with a nonchalant expression, "Oh, Yayoi, the lock in your house is not very reliable. I just poke it and it will open?"

Osamu Dazai held a slender wire in his slender and well-knit fingers.

My eyelids twitched twice.

"...Why are you so proficient?"

The author has something to say: #永流拉王大派治#

The old man who was coquettish in the golden house and Yayoi who was coquettish started cohabitation play(.)

Now even if there is a typo, the author has no money to revise the chapter!So just pretend you didn’t see it, and forgive the uneducated author

If you want to ask me what I have been doing for the past fifteen days, my fifteen days are like this: bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang

So there are cuties bang bang together?Let's work together x