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"cheers?"

"Okay, cheers."

"Ding--"

The crystal wine glasses made a crisp sound when they collided together.

Dazai still chose iced whiskey, while Yoshibakawa was drinking vodka—they are all in Mozi’s territory, how can they not have some eau-de-vie?

"Speaking of which, you didn't use 'underage' as an excuse this time. I still remember the last time when you were in Tokyo, you refused to drink with me and insisted on drinking juice." Dazai asked curiously, "You are full, Yu-chan. 20 years old?"

Shibukawa Yo thought about the date of birth on the identity certificate left by the former lord, and was shocked to realize that this year's birthday had already passed before he knew it.

Another year older, miserable.

"Yeah." Shibukawa Yao picked up the glass and touched his wine glass, with a serious face, "Now let's make up for this glass of birthday wine."

Osamu Dazai laughed out loud.

"Who's kid celebrates coming of age by drinking strong alcohol...the parents will definitely be angry."

Shibukawa Yao followed with a smile, seeming to point out: "They left early."

The smile on Dazai's face disappeared little by little.But before he could say anything, Shibukawa Yao added, "I thought you knew."

When I saw you on this ship, I knew you definitely knew something.

He silently lowered his head and took a sip of whiskey. The dim light in the bar illuminated his profile softly, and he didn't have the usual madness and excitement.

"You came for them?" he asked.

"They" refers to the group of people from the Psychological Freedom Association. As for why Dazai was able to guess his purpose, Shibukawa Yoshi no longer bothered to think about it.

Anyway, it's not surprising that this group of perverts who read the script in advance knew everything.

"Yes." Shibukawa Yao replied, "I can't stop, and I can't stop. Even if we are friends, you can't stop my actions."

"I didn't come here this time to dissuade you...Of course, you can also understand that I originally meant that." Dazai said words that make it difficult to guess his true thoughts, and his kite-colored eyes flashed with incomprehensibility The light made people wonder why he hesitated so much, "But You-chan, have you ever thought that the person who takes revenge all the way to the end will really get what he wants?"

Although it wasn't the first time someone advised him like this, Shibukawa Yao didn't mean to get angry this time.On the contrary, she was keenly aware of the hidden care in the other party like an undercurrent.This is a very rare emotion for Osamu Dazai, and it can even be called a rare emotion.

So the girl tilted her head and looked at him for a few seconds before slowly answering: "'These violent delights have violent ends. And in their triumphdie, like fire and powder, which, asthey kisses, consume.' When I was watching the American drama "Western World", I fell in love with Shakespeare. That's it."

"'These tyrannical joys will end in tyranny. They will die in triumph—like the collision of gunpowder and fire, devouring all at the moment of the kiss.' From Romeo and Juliet, Act II, Scene VI " Dazai Osamu said skillfully like an instinctive translator, "Modern people condense it into one sentence."

"—all cruel pleasures will end in cruelty."

The black-haired young man lowered his eyes and slightly turned the wine glass in his hand, as if regretting something he couldn't say.

"...I see what you mean, Yu-chan."

Shibukawa Yao looked at him with a peaceful expression, not at all the terrifying aura of cutting off someone's head while talking and laughing, she just smiled like bragging and chatting with a friend, "So what? What are you going to do? Call the police ?”

"Call the police? Of course not." Dazai couldn't help a little smile, "I never need to rely on the police to solve the troubles I encounter in my life."

"Isn't the first shortcut key on your phone the alarm call from the Yokohama Police Station?"

"Oh, that's what I lied to you earlier."

"..." Although he had already guessed that he was being fooled by someone, but being pointed out so bluntly still made Shibukawa Yoshi want to complain.

But in the end she still raised her glass, "Cheers, to our police comrades who work hard and are used as a cover."

"Okay, cheers to Uncle Cop."

Osamu Dazai clinked glasses with her in a kind manner, and the two guys who were on the verge of breaking the law every day continued to drink like this.

After taking a sip of the whiskey, the man asked the bartender for a post-it note and a marker, and wrote something on it.

Shibukawa Yo looked at him curiously, remembering that in another world, Edogawa Ranpo also wrote the reminder to her in the same way... Could this be the consistent tradition of their armed detective agency?

When Dazai finished writing with a few strokes, he folded the sticky note into a paper airplane shape, threw it forward, and the paper airplane poked the forehead of the girl who was close at hand.

"Ah, they can't fly very far." Mr. Dazai was very disappointed.

Shibukawa Yao, who was poked in the head by a paper airplane:? ? ?

What's the matter with this guy, sand sculpture?

She reached out to pick up the post-it note airplane that fell on her lap, and opened it to see a series of phones and a heart.

"Your number?" Shibukawa Yao couldn't believe it. "You don't want to target some beautiful woman and throw a paper airplane at her. If you succeed, you can arrange a romantic and beautiful cruise."

Osamu Dazai suddenly laughed triumphantly, "Hmph, Yu-chan, you guessed half right! I really want to do this, but this number is not mine, it's Kunikida-kun's number!"

——Kunikida-kun has been unlucky for several lifetimes to meet a colleague like you who helps to make an appointment with X!As [Wallet No. [-]] he is miserable enough, let's spare him for this trip!

"By the way, I lost tens of thousands in the casino before, and I also swiped his credit card."

Shibukawa Yao breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the number, "It's only a few tens of thousands, Kunikida-kun should be fine."

Osamu Dazai added shamelessly, "——it's US dollars~"

"...?"

"No!" Yao Shibukawa suddenly realized, "With your IQ and calculation ability, how could you really lose so much betting... You did it on purpose!"

Regarding this question, Osamu Dazai smiled and said nothing, pretending to be mysterious.So the answer is self-evident.

The girl was convinced, she smiled wryly and shook her head: "Mr. Dazai, if one day you are beaten to death by your colleagues, I won't be surprised at all."

"Haha, then please come and collect the corpse for me, Yu-chan!" Osamu Dazai blinked happily, "In exchange, I can help you while I'm still alive."

"Oh?" Shibukawa Yao frowned, "Did you originally plan to help after death?"

Osamu Dazai: ...

"That, that's not it." He muttered softly, and then patted his chest again, pretending to be a super reliable and good man, "If you can trust me, Yu-chan, when you want to act on this ship Now, follow my command!"

——Something is wrong, where did I hear this?

【"If you can trust me, follow my command in this Holy Grail War! I will ask that bastard Chuya to come out and talk tomorrow!" by a certain professional hero in the parallel world. 】

Then she was forced to use Xiao She's handicapped body to single-handedly fight a heroic elder brother, blow up an innocent church, and was finally eaten by the black mud of the Holy Grail.

Shibukawa Yo, who had a painful lesson from the past, immediately drank the rest of the vodka: "Farewell."

"Hey! Wait, wait a minute, Yu-chan! Did I offend you by saying something wrong!" Dazai grabbed her wrist sternly and refused to let her go, almost being dragged off the bar seat, "I am Seriously! I will never cheat you this time!"

[I'm serious], [I'll be at the cinema soon, don't worry], [I'm sure I've already left the house], [Really really], [Of course I'm taking Didi to see you, how can I take a bus and so on? For a long time], [Updating things like this will definitely be updated every day]...

Coo coo coo coo!It seemed that a few pigeons called out to Shibukawa Yao's ear, very innocently.

Right now, Mr. Osamu Dazai is the king of pigeons. If he doesn't agree, who knows what strange information will come out.

Shibukawa Yao, who was forcibly pushed back to his seat, only felt a sense of sadness in his heart, why was he always being entangled by such a strange guy?

Vladimir is like this, Dazai is like this...all seem weak, but none of them is a fuel-efficient guy.

Osamu Dazai graciously asked the bartender to bring her another glass of vodka as a treat.

"The point of the problem now is not who treats guests to drink..." the girl said weakly.

"Of course, of course, I am very clear. Our dear Youjiang is not short of these drinks." The black-haired young man approached her cheerfully, "You are ready to do it, right?"

Shibukawa Yao stared at this guy suddenly, knowing that he had been making jokes all night, and finally showed his fox tail.

"……Correct."

"They're on this ship."

"Yes."

"You were in the computer center room just to get passenger information?"

"Yes."

"Do you know the purpose of these people's actions?"

"I roughly guessed a little bit." Shibukawa Yao touched his nose indifferently, "It's not important. Anyway, as long as the person is found..."

However, Dazai categorically denied: "No, this is very important!"

"Only by finding out the enemy's true intentions can we completely destroy the opponent's actions! Not only destroying the body physically, but also defeating the opponent in terms of ideals and beliefs! This is the perfect revenge!"

At this moment, Shibukawa Yao truly felt that this guy was not joking, but... really wanted to help himself?

too frightening.

But—what is it that somehow gives people a very reliable feeling.

Just at this time, the bartender brought up new vodka.

"A glass of 'water of life', please use it slowly."

Dazai turned around and picked up the glass of wine and handed it to her, then picked up the half glass of whiskey he hadn't finished, and stared into the girl's pale blue eyes.

Even through the light blue colored contact lenses, he could imagine the flame burning deep in those real eyes.

The unending fire of vengeance.

Burning with life, one's own, and others', life.

But it was exactly what he lacked in his life... "virtue".

"Cheers." Osamu Dazai smiled meaningfully, "For... our lives can choose a free and dignified death."

Shibukawa Yao took the new glass of vodka without hesitation, his eyes were burning, as if he suddenly recognized his soul again.

"It's a deal, cheers."