My undercover organization eats jujube pills

silence.

Silence is Yokohama Bridge tonight.

In the suffocating atmosphere of embarrassment, Nakahara Nakaya and I stared at each other.

No matter what happens next - I've already taken advantage of it anyway!

Worth it!

Under the gaze of me who is upright and dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.Zhongyuan Zhongye's face gradually turned red, all the way from the neck to the tips of the ears, the blush was unambiguous.

Ah, he's so shy, so cute.

I sighed in my heart.

After regaining consciousness, I decided to still struggle to save my dying life.

"That... I didn't do it on purpose, Mr. Chuya." I let go, and immediately let go of Chuya Nakahara.

I wanted to take a few steps back, but since my posture was not favorable at this time, I was pressed against the wall and could not retreat.

Although Nakahara Chuya is indeed a very talkative person who has a very low bottom line and is extremely tolerant to his companions, but I am really not sure if he will turn to me out of embarrassment after I molested him. Inhumane beatings.

I didn't expect Zhongyuan Zhong to be so innocent to such an unimaginable level, just because of a pure kiss on the cheek, he would blush like this, as if I had done something to him that was more sexual , harassment, harassment behavior.

Presumably Nakahara Chuya has been a solo mother for 16 years, single so far, and has never been in love with a girl—maybe he hasn't even held hands.Otherwise, she wouldn't have blushed because of an extremely innocent kiss on the cheek.

"Next time," he said forcefully, "I'll kill you."

"Okay, okay, thank you Mr. Nakaya for not killing me." I immediately nodded madly, and I almost gave him a 1000-word letter of guarantee on the spot.

Of course, I don't take what he said to heart. After all, the way Nakahara Chuya blushed and said that he killed you is not lethal at all, but it will make people think he is acting like a baby.

It's like a little wild cat that you accidentally encountered in the wild, after being rubbed forcibly with its soft belly, it meows at you angrily. How can a cute kitten's meowing be lethal?

——Mr. Chuya is too cute.

It's completely different from that bastard suicide monster Dazai Osamu. After all, Dazai Osamu can only bring me stress and baldness, but Mr. Chuya-he can bring me unparalleled happiness! ! !

I definitely don't mean to have fun with Nakahara Nakaya, absolutely not.

The next thing went smoothly - Osamu Dazai was indeed captured by those stupid enemies as he planned.

Not only that, he was also beaten, because the other party felt that he was being played around, so he punched Osamu Dazai several times.I clapped and applauded at the scene and even wanted the other party to hit me a few more times. Next to me, Zhong Yuan Zhong also applauded loudly and echoed me.

The two of us are like enemies who have gone mutiny or extras who have gone on the wrong set.

The group who arrested Osamu Dazai had question marks all over their heads, and they couldn't figure out where we were for a while. They wondered whether Chuya Nakahara and I were undercover agents sent by some unknown organization to the port mafia. The scene was devoid of any sympathy.

Just kidding, we both sympathize with Osamu Dazai, who will sympathize with us?

In this regard, I just want to say that I don’t need any companion love for Osamu Dazai at all, maybe he will sell it to you when he turns around.Why don't I act first and sell him later.

Wanting the friendship of Osamu Dazai is not as real as giving him a shot or accompanying him to die in love.

The three of us sang together, and the violent members of the other organization began to wonder if they had gone to the wrong set. After all, no matter how we looked at it, the three of us seemed to be talking about cross talk and funny.

In short, this process is full of double crushing in terms of IQ and force.None of the three of us took this organization seriously, talking and laughing and killing the human organization in the blink of an eye.

The main combat force to eliminate them is Zhongya Chuya, and Osamu Dazai and I paddled and ate melons to cheer for Chuya Zhongyuan.

The slogan is the Central Plains Zhongye 666 Si Guoyi!

Maybe it was because Osamu Dazai and I were too out of tune, Nakahara Nakaya turned around and cleaned us up after cleaning them up.

Osamu Dazai was spared a beating because of "disqualification in the world", but for me, Nakahara Nakahara called it fighting training, but in fact it was me who was unilaterally taught to be a human being.

Train your hammer! ! !

***

Ever since I was ordered by Osamu Dazai, I always feel that I have been a bit Mercury retrograde recently.

No, it should be said not a little, but very much.

I had temporary tasks at night for several days in a row, and I was called out by Dazai to move bricks with a phone call like a dead fish.Even today is Christmas.

I obviously asked Osamu Dazai if he had any temporary missions today before leaving get off work!It was only after he told me that there was nothing wrong that I happily asked Nakahara Chuya to have a meal.

Oh, don't get me wrong, there is no other meaning to just having a meal, it is purely an apology for the last time I swiped his card.

But speaking of it, I have always wondered why Chuya Nakahara and Osamu Dazai are obviously equal in status, and Chuya Nakahara is so rich, but Osamu Dazai is so poor?

If my information is accurate, Dazai is responsible for a large portion of the Port Mafia's financial gain - which is a mystery.

It is said that Osamu Dazai's mysterious poverty is the first of the top ten unsolved mysteries in Hong Kong and black.

Before Osamu Dazai knew that I had an appointment with Nakahara Chu, an inscrutable smile suddenly appeared on his face.Because of this smile, I subconsciously felt chills in my heart, and I was in a state of suspicion for a period of time after that.

Sure enough, my ominous premonition came true.

It's all because of Osamu Dazai, my dinner with Chuya Nakahara was ruined again, and I was about to be dragged out by him again.

Life is so tiring, I want to quit my job! ! !

"Osamu Dazai, you are not human!" I was sure.

"Thank you for the compliment." Dazai Osamu showed a very unsatisfactory smile on his face, which made me want to punch him hard in the face.Even if his face is very good-looking, it still can't stop my desire to beat him!

"You..." I held my breath, "This stuff."

I endured Osamu Dazai's anger, and with the mentality that I had to continue to make a living under him, so I wanted to please my boss, I threw a flat gift box tied with a ribbon to Osamu Dazai.

"Christmas present."

"So I also have a share?" The surprise on Dazai Osamu's face didn't seem fake this time, and then he said in a heavy tone, "Could it be a bomb or something? I know you want to kill Yayoi. I've been thinking about it for a long time." !"

"Yes, yes, it's a bomb." I rolled my eyes, "It's the kind of super powerful bomb I specially made, the kind that can blow people to pieces. I wish I could blow you up in one go, so I would be less a source of stress."

"I'm just talking casually, I know Yayoi is reluctant." He smiled and opened the gift box.

In the gift box are gloves knitted with black wool. Although the stitches can be seen with care, in fact I only know the most mediocre stitches, so it probably doesn't look very delicate.

"Wow."

He held the glove with his fingertips, turned it around and looked at it, then looked up at me with a smile, "Did Yayoi make this by herself? I like it very much."

Who knows whether you really like it or not, Dazai Osamu is best at posturing.

"In that case," I looked at him sincerely, "Can Mr. Dazai reduce my workload for the sake of a gift? I don't want to be bald at such a young age."

"No." He put on the gloves slowly and carefully, and happily answered my request.

Grass.Then say a few words.I looked away indifferently.

By the way, what I gave Nakahara Chuya was a hand-woven hat.It seems to me that Zhong Yuanzhong can't live without a hat. The hat must be his body. In winter, he should also need a warmer hat like a knitted hat.

Although I don't expect him to wear this thing, but it's my heart anyway.

Nakahara Zhong also seemed a little at a loss when he received my gift. His cute reaction and saying that he would give me a gift in return made me secretly guess—this is the first time he has received a gift from a girl, right? ?

In fact, I hesitated before whether to give it or not. After all, Nakahara Chuya is covered in super-expensive luxury goods, so I don’t like my little gadget that costs only a few hundred yen excluding the manual cost.

But Chuya Nakahara's reaction left me with only one thought——

Ah, Mr. Chuya is so cute.

As for Osamu Dazai... He is so poor, what right does he have to despise me?

I gave Odasaku the Christmas presents of the five children and Odasaku. Everyone is a small toy that suits my heart, and the only snack I can get out of it; a wooden hairpin from sister Hongye ; Ango Sakaguchi is a Sudoku practice set - the joy of Sudoku is unimaginable!

"Then, if I finish the task, can you let me go back? Mr. Dazai." I sighed, "As you can see, there is still a little boy waiting for me to support my family."

Osamu Dazai has been fiddling with the glove I gave him, and I always feel that he will take it apart and study it the next second.After hearing my words, he paused for a moment, then raised his head, "That's not a boy at all, but a monster, right? I didn't expect Yayoi's hobbies to be so peculiar——"

"That's enough. If we continue talking, he will come back and beat you a second time. Then I'll go back first!"

Osamu Dazai stopped me: "Ah, wait a minute."

"?"

I stopped the steps I was planning to go out, and looked back at Osamu Dazai in confusion.

Osamu Dazai fumbled around his body, finally took out a roll of bandages from an unknown pocket on his body, and handed it to me.With a question mark on my face, I took the bandage that Osamu Dazai gave me, and asked him in confusion, "What is this?"

Osamu Dazai said naturally, "Bandages."

"..." I endured it, "Of course I know it's a bandage, what I'm asking is for me."

"It's a gift in return."

"???" I was even more confused.

"It's like this," Osamu Dazai finally solved my confusion this time, "There is such a rule in the Port Mafia, after introducing a newcomer to join the Port Mafia, as a congratulatory gift, the person who made the introduction will send Give the couple a memorable gift."

"Does Mr. Dazai have one too?"

"Yes, the leader gave me a coat," Osamu Dazai smiled, "By the way, the slug was given a very tasteless hat."

Are you qualified to diss other people's aesthetics?

"...So you just sent me this roll of bandages you used left?" I said with a stiff face.

"Don't say that, this is my precious bandage, and now it's given to you, Yayoi, aren't you happy?" Osamu Dazai looked very innocent, "Besides, you don't think bandages are very practical things. ?"

The word practical is very spiritual.

"Goodbye, Mr. Dazai."

I rubbed my sore neck and decided to go home.

I don't know if Fang Accelerator has come back.

***

Just on Christmas Day, it snowed in Yokohama.There is a thick layer of white snowflakes on the street, and every step you take will leave a deep and shallow footprint in the soft snowdrift.

Pure white snowflakes condense on the green and yellow leaves in winter, and the yellow veins at the tip of the leaves are clearly visible under the dripping ice crystals. Occasionally, a little snow falls on the crumbling branches and leaves, reflecting the bright light in the sun.

There are still colorful lights left after the lantern show hanging on the street, which restrain the gorgeous neon lights at night in the daytime, and a thin layer of snow has accumulated on the lights, shaking slightly in the cold wind mixed with freezing points, rustling Snow fell.

The dazzling white of Yokohama is a sudden and rare snow. The pure white that falls from the sky does not bring resistance to the cold, but pure joy.

Coincidentally, Yifang Accelerator and I got home from the front and back. I just came back for a few minutes, just took off the overcoat for keeping out the cold, and Yifang Accelerator came back.

He is still wearing very thin clothes, even less than me.Covering the young and thin body is only a jacket, a coat with a white fur collar, and thin white trousers.

I don't know when Fang Accelerator changed his gender, but this change is from one extreme to another - at this moment he is dressed like a innocent and harmless sick boy.

It's pretty nice though.

His whole body is extremely white, and the whiteness can blend with the snow outside the window. If this person stands in the snow now, I will definitely wear sunglasses because it is too dazzling.

I dawdled and took out the Christmas present I had prepared for him from the room. It was a white scarf, which matched Accelerator's attire very well.

"For you, a Christmas present."

Accelerator's usual dog couldn't spit out ivory, "Would your idiot brain also accommodate this kind of thing? Or did you buy it from a roadside store to deal with me?"

... If you have the ability, you don't want it.

I thought so angrily in my heart, but I still didn't dare to say it.

Fang Accelerator was worthy of textbook-style coquettishness and honesty, even though he said so, he still took the scarf honestly.

"Of course I did it. If you don't like it, you can return it to me."

I reached out to him, and Accelerator slapped my hand back lightly.He had already put the scarf around his neck, even so, he was still full of disgust: "There is no reason to take back what you give away. You don't understand such etiquette. Are you still in kindergarten?"

"Speaking like that, aren't you still very rare?" I became more courageous, and smiled complacently, "Accelerator, isn't it the first time you have received a gift from someone? "

"You talk too much today." Accelerator clenched his fist and knocked on my forehead.

When you think of winter, you usually think of kotatsu.Although Fang Accelerator and I don't really need this thing, I don't use superpowers all the time, my brain is very hard, okay?

Compared to using super powers to keep the temperature constant, of course I prefer a warm kotatsu.Nesting in the warm kotatsu and eating hot oden is simply the happiest moment in life.

The warmth of the kotatsu enveloped me, and I was a little drowsy driven by the warmth.Because the apartment is not big, the kotatsu was transformed from a coffee table, and Accelerator and I sat on the long side.

He didn't know where he found the academic journal. While drinking hot canned coffee, he began to criticize the experiments in the academic journal with extremely critical eyes, and it involved personal attacks on researchers—such as stupid Words that insult the IQ of its researchers, such as pigs, idiots, and low-level orangutans.

I must say that the Port Mafia does a lot of work and is very inhumane, there is a lot of child labor abuse throughout the organization.Yes, that’s right, I’m talking about me—not only me, Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chu can also be counted as child laborers.

To be fair, I have never been so physically and mentally exhausted when I was a supernatural agent or a winery, not to mention that my rest time in the past few days has been greatly shortened by Osamu Dazai.

Sleepiness surged up like a tide, I persisted for a few times, but I couldn't hold on, and my eyelids slowly began to close.Before I knew it, I leaned listlessly on Accelerator's shoulder.

It may be because I gave him a gift, so he was extremely tolerant of me today, even when I leaned on his shoulder, he didn't push me away mercilessly.This posture allowed me to just see the white snow slowly falling outside the window.

"……thanks."

Accelerator suddenly made a sound.

I didn't look back to see the look on his face.Accelerator's words were not very polite, and even his voice was full of awkwardness and toughness, as if this was not a thank you but a debt collection.

I stared at the snowflakes constantly falling from the window. The cold air condensed into blooming frost flowers on the clear glass window, and gradually the sunset glow in the west was dyed with beautiful and magnificent scorching colors.

After a long silence, I spoke out in a low voice.

"It would be nice if it could be this safe all the time."

But I also know that that is impossible.

Eternal stability is impossible, there are always so many ups and downs and setbacks forcing me to move forward with difficulty.

And in Yokohama, the most indispensable thing is disputes, corpses and tears.