My undercover organization eats jujube pills

"Hey... Ango-san doesn't look too surprised."

I always thought that Ango Sakaguchi didn't know anything. He seemed to treat me the same as he treated others.

"I expected it." He pushed his glasses and replied calmly.

A black umbrella hung over the heads of the two of us, and the rainwater formed a small pool of water on the uneven ground.

I didn't use the super power, the water dripping from the edge of the umbrella soaked the ground, mixed with the dust and splashed on my calf, and there were a few black spots on the white socks.

"The Chief Farmer told me that a junior has lurked in. It is said that it was used as the trump card of the assassin." He answered my question in a calm and unwavering tone, "So, I guess that person is you. Time, ability Everything is right."

Sure enough.

"If the connection is over, I can breathe a sigh of relief." I hesitated to tell him about Dazai Osamu's unusual behavior towards me, I pursed my lips, and reminded him carefully, "... Dazai Osamu may have doubts about me. .”

"You don't have to worry, the Supernatural Secret Service Division values ​​you very much, and there should be nothing for you to do for the time being. It's good to be safe, and you won't be caught." Ango Sakaguchi seemed to know Osamu Dazai very well, " Osamu Dazai...he looks like he won't touch you."

"You know Osamu Dazai very well." I said with lowered eyelashes, "You really are a very good friend, right?"

The air is filled with the smell of soil, and the moist water vapor floats on the skin, even the fingertips are covered with moist water vapor.The black spots mixed with mud and rainwater on the white socks have slowly faded away, leaving a little dark gray in the end.

Ango Sakaguchi was silent for a while, his eyes behind the glass lenses were silent and gloomy.

After a long time he said indifferently,

"……Maybe."

I stopped talking.

As long as this topic is discussed, it is doomed not to be happy.

Humans are sentient beings.Even though the positions are opposite from the beginning, the years of sneaking into such an organization and getting along with everyone are personal experiences, and no one can really be unmoved.

Perhaps the identity is false, the purpose is false, and the actions are false, but the feelings generated from the bottom of the heart during getting along will never be false.Even if you can betray your companions without hesitation and draw your sword against each other for the sake of the mission, the sorrow and pain caused by this are real.

This is the ultimate refutation.

On one side is an organization destined to betray, and on the other side is a companion who gets along with each other sincerely.No one can have the best of both worlds.

——One day I will defect from this organization too.At that time, what would Odasaku, Nakahara Chuya, Mr. Hirotsu, and Miss Momiji think of me?

Oh, Dazai Osamu, I don't want to, I always think he already knows.

Of course - just my feeling.The main reason is that I think Osamu Dazai has a rebellious face just like Bermoder. I think he will be the kind of person who will defect sooner or later, maybe he ran away earlier than me.

"arrive."

Ango Sakaguchi stopped suddenly.

I looked up and saw the sign of Lupine Bar in front of me.Ango Sakaguchi moved the umbrella a little forward, covering me thoughtfully, allowing me to enter the bar without getting caught in the rain.

Then he closed the umbrella after me and shook off the rain.

"Dazai and Odasaku should be inside."

I happily responded, and went straight to Odasaku after entering the bar, "Odasaku! Did you miss me?"

Odasaku, an honest man, told the truth as always, he thought for a while before answering me: "Actually, it's okay."

I was silent.

"Odasaku, I will be very unhappy if you say that."

Oda Saku's words are very natural, "Because I think you should live well, and I don't need to worry about you. If you just think about it, you can't do anything."

"...What you said is very reasonable, and I can't refute it." I looked serious, "But you have to know that some white lies are needed to make a girl happy."

"Is that so?" He finally had an expression of understanding, "Then I'll try it next time."

...Next time I'll already know you're telling a white lie.

"Girls like lies," Dazai Osamu looked very handy, "probably something like 'I miss you', 'I like you', 'I love you' and the like."

"...Mr. Dazai, you look very skilled, you have been picking up girls." My thoughts of complaining suddenly became stronger.

Dazai Osamu is indeed a man known as the Yokohama Thousand Killer, with a good-looking face he goes around bluffing and deceiving, and he has told countless people the above-mentioned love words to coax girls - he is really a scumbag.

As a reserve cadre, Zhongyuan Zhong is quite innocent.Dazai Osamu doesn't know how many girls he has dated, and I guess Nakahara Chuya has never dated a single girl.

His reddened ears, as I often say, are the ironclad evidence of virginity!

Ango Sakaguchi also came in. He pushed his glasses after hearing Dazai Osamu's words, and took over my conversation, "Dazai often picks up girls outside, and there are too many training subjects."

I looked at Dazai Osamu with contempt: "Tsk tsk tsk, scumbag."

"Ango rebelled! You actually joined forces with Yayoi to persecute me!" Dazai Osamu was full of disbelief.

"Where is the mutiny? Isn't it mutiny? Aren't we all colleagues?"

"Did Yayoi come with Ango?"

Osamu Dazai picked up the glass of beer and gently shook the ice cubes in the glass.The clear wine also shook together, and the ice cubes made a crisp sound due to the shaking.

He gently pinched the glass with his bandage-wrapped hand, his fingers were slender and well-articulated, and under the light, there were some desaturated warm tones.Under the warm light, the boy's expression was particularly ambiguous, and the smile on the corner of his mouth also seemed to have an unclear meaning.

"Because it's raining outside, I didn't bring an umbrella." I explained, "It happened that Mr. Ango was going to come with me, so I asked him to share an umbrella with me and come here together."

"That's it." Osamu Dazai let out a "huh".

The contact phone in his pocket rang suddenly, and the rapid ringing made me a little scared.

Osamu Dazai took out a mobile phone for communication from his windbreaker pocket, and after he connected it to his ear, he didn't know what the person over there said, so he immediately looked at me.

Osamu Dazai looked at me and smiled slowly.

"?"

I suddenly had a bad feeling.

***

My hunch came true.

Damn it, I think I've been too retrograde recently, and I'm unlucky for everything.

I shouldn't have come to the bar, and if I didn't come, I wouldn't be caught temporarily by that bastard Osamu Dazai.

I wanted to struggle a little bit, and asked him why he chose me instead of Ango Sakaguchi or Odasaku.

"Ango is an intelligence officer, and his combat power is equal to mine. It is better to take him with a stick."

Mr. Ango is too miserable to be called a stick by Osamu Dazai. Where does he have the qualifications?

"Writer Oda still has five children waiting for him to go back. I don't want the children to lose their father for a day."

...I believe you a ghost? ? ?

To put it bluntly, Osamu Dazai just wanted to order me around.

"Would you like to drive a little bit?" Osamu Dazai patted me on the shoulder, "Even if you come home from get off work now, you may still be called by me."

"No, I can choose not to come." I rolled my eyes.

"You will come," Dazai Osamu smiled, "If you don't come, I will give you small shoes to wear."

"Avenging private revenge, are you human?"

Osamu Dazai, a shameless man!

Osamu Dazai and I are currently on the roof of a building-because there is no other way to run here except suicide, it is very suitable as a place where there is no way to go.

Someone is planning to arrest us now. According to Osamu Dazai's strategy, he hopes that the two of us will pretend to be arrested and break through from the inside.

"Anyway, the slug guy is waiting outside."

——That’s what Osamu Dazai said.

Isn't the slug the Central Plains?Nakahara Chu is really a miserable man, always being used as a tool by Dazai Osamu.

But Osamu Dazai's strategy, I always feel that there is something unreliable.How could it be possible to live in a hotel safely after being caught?If I'm tortured or something, I can't stand it.

And don't want to suffer at all.

Osamu Dazai is now sitting peacefully on the low wall on the top of the building, while I am standing at the other end, observing the surrounding terrain.I plan to keep the surrounding area firmly in my mind.

"Wow."

Not knowing what he saw, Osamu Dazai suddenly exclaimed.Half of his body leaned out of the roof of the building where there was no protective net and only low walls.He tried his best to look downstairs, the expression on his face was pure excitement and happiness.

This man is not going to commit suicide again, is he?at such a time?

I was startled, and subconsciously thought that Osamu Dazai had read that "Complete Suicide Manual" again, and wanted to commit suicide and try a new way of dying.

My body rushed forward one step faster than my brain.I broke down and yelled at him: "Don't commit suicide at a time like this!!!"

Half of his body was already out of the conversation, and I grabbed Osamu Dazai's hand propped on the low fence and pulled him back.But because the momentum was too great, I couldn't buffer it for a while.

Moreover, the roof of this building is not very clean. I stepped on something slippery and knocked my leg against the low wall.Because of inertia, I flew straight into the air and fell out.

Just when I thought another free fall was about to happen, Osamu Dazai grabbed my hand tightly.

Because he had to hold a person, the smile on his face was no longer as calm as before, and he looked a little struggling.But even so, he didn't give up any chance to speak flirtatiously.

"Yayoi...you seem to really love me, are you willing to sacrifice to this extent for me?"

I looked down at the height of my feet, and then looked up at Osamu Dazai: "Mr. Dazai, you really know how to make sense of things when you say things that are not clear-headed."

I sighed: "Mr. Dazai, why don't you let go. I probably won't die from the fall, I haven't lived enough, I still have to live to continue to trouble you—"

Nonsense, I'm sure I can't fall to my death, but it's a bit difficult to decide whether to use superpowers or not.

"Why did you react so suicidally just now? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have fallen."

"I didn't, Yayoi, don't let me take the blame."

"It's all the same. Anyway, no matter what I say, you will still commit suicide in a fancy way." I complained to him calmly, "Of course I don't want you to die. As the saying goes, disasters will last for thousands of years. I think you must live Longer than 1000 years."

"But Mr. Dazai, you don't have to be too moved. My body is just a step ahead of my brain. If I realize it, I will definitely clap my hands to celebrate your jumping off the building. Maybe I will go back to the port mafia gate and set off a few strings of firecrackers."

Osamu Dazai is not the type who is good at physical skills.Physical strength is of course not necessarily good.Although I weigh very little, I am a fully developed human female after all.

It seemed that Osamu Dazai was gradually unable to hold on.

"Let go, Dazai-san. If you pull me, "Disqualification in the World" won't be able to let me use my ability. "

Osamu Dazai smiled slightly, "But Yayoi's words,"

"...I don't really want to let go."

However, in the next second, Osamu Dazai let go of his hand very simply and neatly.

???

Damn it, one second you said you didn't want to let go, but the next second you let go so neatly, men are big pigs! ! !

Just when I thought I would free fall to the bottom, someone caught me at half the height.

The man smells familiar, with a hint of cedar and orange.Scattered in front of my eyes was the ocher hair—it was Chuya Nakahara.

He caught me in mid-air, and I was surrounded by his arms.When Zhongyuan Zhong also caught me, I subconsciously put my arms around his neck and hugged him tightly.

Nakahara Chuya wrapped his arms around my waist and held down the top hat he was wearing with the other.The black windbreaker rattled as it fell rapidly.The boy's embrace was warm and clean, with a heart-warming temperature.

After he caught me, Zhongyuan Zhongye and I slowly landed on the ground—the place where we landed seemed to be a dark alley between tall buildings. According to the three-dimensional model I remembered just now, this place would of course be destroyed. Those who came to me and Osamu Dazai did a search.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for me to hear the extremely familiar footsteps, it was the group of people who grabbed me and Osamu Dazai like a dog's plaster.

"Those people are looking for me and Dazai-san."

Osamu Dazai planned it well, but since I'm all down, of course there's no need to pretend to be caught by them.I don't know what I'll suffer in that case, so I'll just let Osamu Dazai enjoy his life alone.

"Mr. Chuya, please cooperate with me." I whispered in his ear, and then turned around in the posture of him hugging my waist.

I turned my back to the wall, and he just hugged me, bowed his head slightly, and bent his body.The distance between me and Chuya Nakahara is very close, so close that the tip of the nose is against the tip of the nose, and it is only a little bit close to kissing.

I can clearly count every eyelash in Zhongye.

"What? It's a couple."

"Do something shameful in a place like this."

The man's vulgar voice gradually faded away.

At the moment when the group of dog-skin plasters came to this dark alley, because of the surging tension, at that moment of dislocation, I was caught off guard and lightly touched Nakahara Chuya's cheek.

The skin I felt was warm and soft, and his breath fell gently on the tip of my nose, surrounded by the faint scent of cedar, the boy's breath was clean and gentle.

The ochre-haired boy has blue eyes that are as dazzling as jewels.The expansive blue stretched out in front of my eyes, and I seemed to have crashed into a sea.