The main Hokage man will only hinder my speed in making hand seals

The store, which used to have a lot of traffic, now has its doors locked.

On a weekend morning, there was a notice of closure hanging on the door of the store.

〖I have important work to do in my hometown, so I am not sure when I will return~〗

Dazai's eyes were a little dull after reading the notice. Eh? He ran away again?

What about the photos? Are they useless?

He stood outside the door for a while before turning around and slowly walking towards the detective agency.

I don't know why, but I seem to have experienced this feeling of being just one step away before.

Dazai hadn't walked far when he heard a loud noise behind him.

The people from the Sword Cafe are back.

"Xiao Guang, are you really going to do this to me? Isn't this too much? I protest!"

Tsurumaru pointed at the collar around his neck and then at the chain on Chokudaikiri Mitsutada's hand.

He was heartbroken and regretful: "Are you really going to tie me to the door?"

The friendship that Mitsutada Chokudaikiri had for Tsurumaru had long been killed by Tsurumaru's dark cooking. In order to protect the kitchen, he had to control Tsurumaru.

"You are the storekeeper. If you are not at the door, then where are you?" There was a dark look in Zhudaiqi Mitsutada's smile.

Seeing that Cangdaikiri Mitsutada was unmoved, Tsurumaru had to ask for help from others: "Mikazuki, Yagen, Aoe!"

"Hahaha, very good, very good." Sanriku laughed and walked into the backyard.

Yaoyan pretended not to notice and continued to tidy up the decorations on the desk.

Smiling Qingjiang wanted to help, but he looked disapproving: "How about this one? Yours is too thin, I'm afraid it won't be able to tie Tsurumaru."

Tsurumaru looked at the iron chain in Smiley Aoki's hand that was twice as thick as before, and he was almost crying. He was just a little bit creative, what was wrong with him? !

Fortunately, the others were just talking and didn't really tie Tsurumaru at the door, but if Tsurumaru ran to the kitchen again, who knows what would happen.

Tsurumaru took out the time-space converter and spun it around while saying to the people in the store: "You are going too far. I am going to run away from home."

"Tell the master that she will lose me forever unless you let me into the kitchen."

Rantoshiro smiled sweetly and sincerely suggested: "Then we will arrange your room for Mr. Tsurumaru 2.0."

“…”Today’s Tsurumaru is the most melancholy Tsurumaru.

Yamaubakiri came out of the kitchen and glanced at the door, praising him casually: "Mr. Tsurumaru, are you going for a melancholy look today? Very good."

Tsurumaru: “…”Ah, no one understands his sadness.

The cafe is open again, but maybe because of the previous notice, there are not many people here today.

Dazai fell back, and as soon as he entered the store, he set his sights on Gokotai, who looked the easiest to talk to.

Wu Hutai approached with a menu in his hand and recognized him: "Eh? You are Mr. Dazai from the detective agency, right? Long time no see, would you like something to eat?"

Qinghe has no fixed time and space anchor point, and the time flow rate of the two worlds is different. The Five Tigers have been helping in Qing Country for nearly half a year.

Dazai silently analyzed Gokotsu's expressions.

Although we haven't seen each other for more than a week, judging from the way the Five Tigers are retreating, it seems like it's been longer than that.

"I saw your notice saying that you have important work to do back home. Have you finished it yet? Will you be closed for such a long time in the future?"

"No, no, we took over because they were short of people before. Now it's stable." Wu Hutui was very honest.

All the Uchiha in Konoha have been settled, and they will take over the work of Qing Kingdom next.

"That's great." Dazai continued to ask questions: "Oh, by the way, where is your daughter? Why don't I see her?"

Before Gokotai could answer, Yamaubakiri naturally interrupted, "Tai, can you go take care of Mr. Mikazuki? He doesn't know how to wear a uniform. I'll take care of this."

"Okay, I'll go help Mr. Sanriku sort it out." Gokotui didn't think much about it.

Yamaubakiri took the menu from Gokotai and continued to entertain Dazai: "Mr. Dazai, would you like anything?"

Dazai also put on a fake smile. He stared at Yamaubakiri thoughtfully and got straight to the point: "Your lady still doesn't have time now? Then I'll make an appointment for the nearest free time."

"I'm sorry, Miss has always been easy-going. It's normal for her to travel outside for seven or eight years." Yamaubakiri declined.

Not only is there no such space now, there will never be such space in the future.

"Yamaubakiri is very hostile towards me. I think there is no conflict between us in these few meetings?" Dazai pointed out directly.

He had already discovered that Yamaubakiri had an inexplicable hostility towards him when they first met.

First, he deliberately prevented Haruka from having any contact with him, and then he deliberately emphasized that Haruka had a good relationship with Mr. Izuna.

What? Did he do something that angered the heavens and the people? Dazai couldn't figure out how he had offended Yamaubakiri.

There was a hint of coldness in Yamaubakiri's eyes, and he couldn't hide his dissatisfaction.

But he still said: "Mr. Dazai, you are overthinking it. It's just that my lady is still young, and it's best not to come into contact with certain adult men in society."

"Really?" Dazai looked out the window, thinking about how to continue asking questions, but he happened to see someone.

At the intersection across the street, Haruka was walking towards this side with a shopping bag full of snacks.

Dazai chuckled, "Oh, looks like I'm lucky."

After saying that, without waiting for Yamaubakiri to react, Dazai rushed to the door to intercept him.

"Good morning, Xiaoqinghe, are you free today?" Dazai's eyes moved from the shopping bag in Qinghe's hand to her face.

Since you have time to buy snacks, it’s impossible that you will be busy again the next second, right?

"It depends on what you want me to do." Qinghe left himself a way out.

She can be free, but if there is trouble, then she is not free today.

Yamaubakiri saw what was happening outside the store and hurriedly chased after them: "Master, Miss..."

"Huh? Izuna is looking for me again?" Haruka looked at Yamaubakiri helplessly.

Couldn't he come up with another excuse? Izuna wasn't a clingy person, so how could he always be looking for her?

Yamaubakiri was speechless. He hesitated for a long time and finally said, "Let me help you get the things in your hand."

Qinghe handed over the things in his hand naturally: "Here, Qiguo, help me take it in first, I will be back soon."

Yamaubakiri was somewhat reluctant, but he couldn't think of an excuse, so he had to leave, looking back every few steps.

Dazai seized the opportunity and was determined to make everything clear today: "Xiaoqinghe shouldn't have any sisters, right? This person looks so much like you."

He took out the photo from his pocket. He wanted to see how Qinghe could argue.

The red-haired girl in the photo looked a few years younger than Qinghe, and they looked 80% similar.

"I don't have any sisters, so what?"

Qinghe took a look and although he was a little surprised that he was photographed, what did he want to express?

"So? So, I can assume that you are the same person?"

Dazai didn't understand why Haruka still looked indifferent.

Yes, there are thousands of reasons to refute this kind of evidence. There are no two leaves in the world that are exactly the same, but there are many leaves that are infinitely similar.

Dazai just felt that there was an indescribable feeling in his heart. The reason why he was so anxious was because he wanted this feeling to disappear as soon as possible.

"Sure. And then what?" Qinghe looked at him in confusion.

There is nothing to deny. Whether it is Qiu Lu or Qinghe, they are both her names.

She just admitted it so easily? Dazai was still thinking about how to press the issue, but she just came straight to the point.

And then…Dazai froze for a moment and forced her to admit it, and then what?

Dazai hesitated for a long time. He thought she would resist stubbornly, and he had not thought about what would happen after she admitted it.

Why did he want to force her to admit it? What would happen if he really found that person? Dazai himself didn't quite understand.

His gaze slowly moved to Qinghe's eyes.

There was no panic or urging in her eyes, she just looked at him with confusion.

Dazai retracted his gaze and looked in other directions.

He pondered for a moment before asking, "...Do you hate me?"

Dazai heard clearly in his dream, the blurry figure kept repeating the words:

〖Dazai Osamu, I hate you.〗