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After 5 minutes, room 1207.

"It turns out that the child that guy chased and killed was Odasaku's child." Dazai sat at the small round table familiarly, poked a piece of hot bamboo wheel with a bamboo stick and delivered it to his mouth, vaguely Complained, "Tanizaki didn't tell me."

Oda Saku scratched his head, and did not blame the Armed Detective Agency's secrecy, "I can understand... After all, they are a neutral camp, and I am very grateful to help me protect the children. Now that the children are safe, then this I don't need to pursue this matter."

Dazai nodded, and turned to look at the girl who was busy eating frozen tofu, "That means, this guy is a Master just like Odasaku?"

"Not only that, I'm still an illegitimate child, visiting idol's friend's private house late at night, plotting something wrong." Shibukawa Yao laughed at himself angrily, and got a black-haired young man who looked like he didn't deserve a punch.

Although this sentence was a self-deprecating joke, Odasaku actually took it seriously, and quickly explained: "There is no such thing, Shibukawa and I are innocent! She is not a bastard, Dazai."

Dazai Osamu & Shibukawa Yo: ...

Why do you take it seriously when you're joking?

In order to save the increasingly weird chat, Dazai could only change the subject, "Can I see your heroic spirits?"

The two masters looked at each other, for some reason, this subtle tacit understanding made the black-haired young man's teeth ache.

Shibukawa Yao: "Yes, yes, after all, you have seen Hijikata Toshizo and his master, and now you can't hide it from you."

Odasaku: "But Dazai, don't talk nonsense when you turn around."

"I'm not that kind of person, really." Osamu Dazai sighed like a child disappointed in the adult world.

Now, the small apartment was directly filled with five people.Osamu Dazai looked at the two heroic spirits with curious and fresh eyes, and leaned over to knock on Dungal's wheelchair and touch Karna's golden armor, like a brat with bad ideas ready to move.

The heroic spirits let him study in a good temper, and Dungall also explained a little bit how his wheelchair works, such as why it runs faster than Western reporters.

In the end, Osamu Dazai showed an excited smile, and it seemed that the work of accumulating energy had been completed.

"Okay, things are almost done here, we have to be more serious about the next thing..."

"Isn't it you, Dazai, who has been dishonest?"

"...Odasaku, save me some face when we meet once in a while, okay?"

"Sorry, I'm trying."

Regarding the relevant situation of this Holy Grail War, Osamu Dazai has almost figured it out.

There are currently five pairs of master and slave, of which Berserker has retired, and the rest are the two heroic spirits formed by the alliance of Oda Sakunosuke and Shibukawa Yo, and a combination of a mafia cadre and Caster, and finally Saber plus a perverted criminal. partner.

"According to the usual situation, in order to counteract our alliance—" Osamu Dazai gestured with his hands, obviously putting himself in the [Oda Sakunosuke Support Club] camp, "Caster and Saber are very likely to choose the same Team up, especially when they know Berserker is out of the Holy Grail War."

"In all fairness, slug...cough, Chuya's ability is very strong, you can treat him as a heroic spirit servant." Dazai looked at Karna who was standing in the corner as a decoration, "Since you have already fought, you Should be deeply touched, right?"

"Yeah." Karna maintained a concise posture, folded his arms and replied, "That person is not bad."

After getting an affirmative answer, Dazai continued: "As for Saber, that is, King Arthur's lord Sankixuan, Tanizaki and I have also witnessed each other's combat power with our own eyes, and his record speaks for itself. He is definitely a person who will do whatever it takes to win. "

"If these four people form an alliance, I am afraid that we will be at a disadvantage."

"Then what should we do?" Oda Sakunosuke humbly asked for advice.

He has always trusted this friend's mind. Since the other party dared to point out the problem, there must be a solution.

Osamu Dazai suddenly smiled confidently: "It's very simple, as long as..."

At this time, Dungall suddenly said coldly: "——Let us form an alliance with the gravity envoy of the port mafia first."

Dazai raised his head abruptly, staring at the foreign guy who stole his lines.However, how many storms and waves has the latter seen?Naturally, he was not afraid of such harmless gazes, and even looked back innocently.

"You don't need to look at me like that. Are you the only one allowed to use your brain in this room?"

Dazai: ...

He really thinks so.

In fact, Sakunosuke Oda doesn't care who puts forward this point of view, he doesn't care about the wonderful process of turning an enemy into a friend, he has always only cared about the result and feasibility.

Normal people will definitely subconsciously resist the sudden change of the enemy's camp, but unfortunately, the guys in this room are not very normal.

"Will Mr. Nakahara agree?" Oda Saku wondered about the feasibility of this plan, "After all, he only attacked us tonight."

"Don't worry, just leave that guy to me to persuade." For some reason, Dazai is very confident about how to deal with that former partner, "But as for the other party's servant, the emperor Nero in the Roman monarchy... I'm afraid I have to Hand it over to someone else."

Everyone has a tacit understanding for an instant.

So the elders silently turned their attention to Shibukawa Yao who was eating oden. The latter ate like a hamster with bulging cheeks. He suddenly felt the crisis coming, and suddenly raised his head in horror: "Why are you looking at me like this? Let me explain in advance that although I am a killer, I am not selling myself!"

"No, no, we didn't mean that. Shibukawa...just smile at that child more."

"As a fan of mine, it's too embarrassing to say such words of running away? You know, Oda Saku just confronted those terrible gangsters in order to help you grab some Holy Grail. Besides, we are just It is not certain whether it will be successful or not if we negotiate to win over our opponents."

"Hey, it's a pity, the Roman emperor doesn't seem to like my style, otherwise I don't mind multiple lovers, hahaha."

"Master, no matter what you do, I will not discriminate against you."

Yoshikawa:? ? ?

Listen, are you speaking human words?One is more heart-wrenching than the other!Why would I team up with you bunch of dead straight men!Most importantly, why should I fall in love with an ancient queen just to win the Holy Grail War?

However, seeing her delicate expression, Karna calmly stabbed her one more time, "Master, consider it a marriage."

Ancient India and ancient China were also neighboring countries, and the demigod youth also understood certain diplomatic and cultural terms that came from the east.Shibukawa Yao suddenly blushed with anger, grabbed the pillow beside him and threw it at it.

"Kiss your head! You just went to make a kiss!"

The heroic spirit with white hair and green eyes did not hide or dodge, raised his hand to grab the pillow, and said in a flat tone, "I am a man, so I cannot make love."

"Ah ah, marry Karna you bastard tomorrow—"

In the chaos, only Osamu Dazai happily said to Sakunosuke Oda: "The matter has been decided so happily, let's start work tomorrow, and end this inexplicable Holy Grail War as soon as possible."

"Okay, okay." The dark red-haired youth agreed hesitantly.

It's just that no one knows why he hesitated so much.

…………

"Ding dong—welcome to visit next time."

Accompanied by the gentle reminder of the electronic doorbell, Nakahara, wearing a white shirt and black vest, also walked out of the 24-hour convenience store with a bag of things.

Nero, who was wearing his black overcoat, was leaning on the telephone pole at the door with an unhappy expression on his face, staring at the night sky in a daze.

Zhong Ye was taken aback by this position: "Don't lean so close to the electric pole, or you will be electrocuted to death if you turn around and leak electricity."

"Oh? Musician, are you worried about Yu?"

"No, I'm worried that the coat you were wearing was buried for you." The port mafia official said grimly. "It's very expensive."

Nero resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and sneered, "I think back then when I was the richest man in the world, and the land of Europa trembled under the vanguard of the Roman legion, bowing its head and bowing its head..."

Zhong Yuanzhong interrupted her bragging: "Then what? Being expelled from your own country, and finally forced to commit suicide?"

"..."

Nero suddenly fell silent.

At this moment, this petite blonde girl had an unconcealable sadness and sadness flashing across her face.

She is the king of failure, and the story of the ending of the life of a trapped beast is still an eternal pain in my heart after many years and turning into a heroic spirit.

She silently lowered her head, stared at her toes, and poked at the shadow, looking angry and waiting for someone to coax her.

In fact, Zhong Yuan felt regretful the first time he said that sentence, no matter how annoyed he was, he shouldn't say such heavy words to a girl.

"...Sorry." He said unnaturally but still trying to keep his voice normal, "I was wrong."

This step was given so timely.

Nero immediately swept away the weak expression just now—as if it was an illusion of others—immediately asked him aggressively and softly: "You are wrong? Do you know where the mistake is?"

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't want to answer the proposition at all, so he said to him, "I bought you a bento."

"Player, don't avoid the topic!"

"It's a pork chop bento."

"It's ridiculous! You can buy a mere pork chop bento..."

"Five boxes of bento with different flavors, all for you to eat."

"Is Ru Dangyu a pig?! How can you eat so much!"

After half an hour.

"Hurp, it smells so good."

Nero, who was sitting on a park bench, stroked his chubby belly with satisfaction. Next to him were five empty bento boxes with not even a single grain of rice left, which obviously proved the famous saying of the essence of human beings.

Zhong Yuanzhong on the side also drank beer on his own. Although he preferred red wine, the cheap red wine sold in convenience stores did not catch his eye.That being the case, it's better to drink some drinks to sober up.

In the middle of the night, the two were sitting on a bench in an empty park, eating supper and drinking a beer. Those who knew their identities would feel inexplicably forced, and those who didn’t know would think they were acting out some homeless father-daughter plot. .

"Hey, Musician, why did you let that Lancer go just now? Don't think that I didn't pay attention to your side because I was fighting with that old man. You didn't use all your strength at all, did you?"

Because he can't hold back if he uses all his strength... The bastard Ao Ma is not in Yokohama...

Of course, you can't tell the truth in front of girls, Zhong Yuan also twitched the corner of his mouth, "What are you talking about, Nero, didn't you put water on Rider yourself, you didn't put a treasure."

"Yu Na is pitiful for him! He's still sitting in a wheelchair at an old age!" Nero defended himself strongly.

Mr. Hat nodded perfunctorily, "Let's be like this, but when the other party summons a chariot to escape, why don't you stop it with a treasure?"

The heroic girl sued him angrily: "Because you only have so little magical power, the performer, so little that people can't stand it, and you still have to open a treasure... Of course, you have to use it sparingly."

How did it end up being his fault?Speaking of which, does Huangbatu actually have a little bit of magical power... Zhong Yuanzhong was also pondering inwardly.

But fortunately, Nero seems to be in a much better mood after throwing all the blame on the uninterested fool player, and even became interested in the beer he drank.

"What are you drinking?"

"beer."

"I want to drink too!" Nero leaned over like a real underage girl, and Chuya hurriedly held the beer high to avoid being snatched away.

"No, you didn't open your mouth just now, so I just bought a can."

"Then give me a taste of this can of yours." Nero, who did not give up, showed a small expression of expectation, "I don't mind if you drink it!"

Zhongyuan·straight man·Huangba spit·ruthless hater·Zhongya vetoed: "No, I don't mind."

"Cut! The performer is stingy!"

"You naive ghost, you still say that you are the emperor of Rome."

Zhong Yuanzhong also deeply doubted whether Nero could only be domineering in front of the children.

Nero stared at him angrily, like a cat that was about to jump up and bite at any time—Chuya quickly changed the subject again, "Speaking of which, what kind of drinks did you Romans drink before?"

"Wine. Everyone drinks wine."

As expected, Nero's attention was diverted, and he proudly introduced the terroir of his hometown, "We Romans' custom of drinking wine came from Greece, and it is said that it originated in Persia a little earlier. Because this drink is popular all over the world. Empire, we cannot do without it in our daily life, marching and fighting, and cultural creation. Earlier, there was a law that prohibited women from drinking wine, and if they were found to have drunk wine secretly, their husbands could even flog these women.”

This is true.

As a loyal wine lover, Nakahara also knew that in history, after Caesar conquered the Gaul region, he also spread wine-related technology there... Later, he became one of the top wine exporting countries in the world ,France.

"At that time, everyone drank wine as water. Whenever there was a banquet, the royal family and the highest nobles drank the best high-quality wine, and ordinary officials and middle- and lower-level nobles drank medium-grade wine. Drink the first-class wine..." Nero couldn't help showing a smile of nostalgia as he spoke, "I still remember when I was very young, I used to sneak into the wine cellar under the palace and drink half a barrel of French wine. Rhenian white wine, which is made from the highest grade grape variety - Aminem grape. The taste of that wine... It's like a flame, like a sharp knife, but it's so wonderful that it makes people forget everything in an instant trouble……"

Zhong Yuanzhong also calmly watched the girl emperor immersed in memories, and asked: "You also said before that there should be many beautiful bars on the Seat of Heroes that are beyond ordinary?"

"Yes, that's right. There are many good wines on the Seat of Heroes, and there are also many wonderful wines brewed by gods and phantoms." Nero raised his head, looking at the exotic night sky rather melancholy.

"...but I've never had a drink like that now."