[Comprehensive] Mr. Dazai who can't die

Looking at the delicious food in front of him, Mr. Dazai felt that this is really heaven.

"If only there were crabs."

"Please don't make such rude requests. Eating crabs early in the morning is not good for your health, General." Mr. Yakuza, who has an aura of 1.8 meters from Awataguchi's family, pushed his glasses and mercilessly rejected such unreasonable requests ask.

"Ok."

Under the temptation of delicious food, Mr. Dazai said that he is very talkative, even though these delicacies are a bit special, but... if you waste food, you will cry if you see it.After eating the exquisite breakfast in threes and fives, he yawned a little.

A mouthful of fishy sweetness welled up in his throat, and the scenery in front of him was blurred. Sure enough, life is full of surprises everywhere.In the end, he calmly glanced at the short knife sitting in front of him, it was really unbelievable.

"Good night, general." Sure enough, as I guessed, as long as you don't use the sword directly, you can kill people even with poison, right?

Quietly closing the notebook and recording the latest drug data, the calm drug researcher didn't even take a second look at the body of the examiner who was getting colder, and walked out of the front hall calmly.In this way, there will be no more pain for the companion.

However, the facts tell us that Flag cannot be easily established.

"Oh, it's too much, Mr. Hotaru actually ate crabs under the cherry blossom tree, but no one came to call me, I'm so hungry."

With sharp eyes and quick hands, he walked away a freshly peeled crab, "Sure enough, it's super delicious." I wanted to cry happily, my empty stomach was gradually filled with delicious food, and my mouth was full of the taste of love. I couldn't praise it any more, "Sure enough, Yaoyan-jun is a good boy with a hard-spoken mouth and a soft-hearted heart!"

Facing the sudden appearance of the god judge who is said to be dead and can no longer die, the Heianjing elderly group who was stolen and eaten crabs, His Highness Otachi Hotaru expressed that he was frightened.

"you……"

"Enn, do you still have crabs?" Blinking his eyes, his tone was flattering, "This taste is really amazing."

After breaking away from the port mafia, Mr. Osamu Dazai, although he is a core member of the Armed Detective Agency, has never been in arrears with his monthly salary, but...every time he commits suicide after he gets excited, it is easy to lose his wallet, mobile phone, etc. A class of loss.

Life is extremely tight. Most of the time, I either eat and drink in the coffee shop downstairs, or rely on the friendship and support of my current partner, Kunitaki Doppo.

Hotaru, who didn't know all this, silently handed over the plate, motioning for him to continue.

When another clean plate piled up a mountain of crab shells, the eldest lady handed over a handkerchief very thoughtfully.

Osamu Dazai also took it very bluntly, wiped his mouth, poured himself a cup of tea very naturally, sighed contentedly, and exuded a lazy breath from his whole body.

Hotaru said that he was in a very complicated mood at this moment, and he was not called to eat crabs that the judge complained about at the beginning.

Is he going to tell this very unconscious man in front of him that the reason why there are crabs is because it is an alternative sacrifice to the 'dead' god judge?And... For the good boy in the mouth of the god judge, it represents Yaken Toshiro...

Heh, the medical staff will teach you how to be a human being every minute.But the most important thing right now is another question.

"Why?" Why didn't you die?The pale green eyes of the rather straight Odachi were full of puzzlement.

Tilting his head, Dazai said in a very cute tone, "I don't know, it's super, super puzzling."

You just lie to the devil.Datachi stared blankly at the empty plate, then glanced at the man, Hotaru. up.

"Wow, no one believes what you say these days."

Dazai, who didn't miss any bit of crab meat, licked his fingers and muttered to himself.He really doesn't know what's going on.

"Ah, in the days when you can't commit suicide, how is it different from a salted fish?"

It wasn't just Osamu Dazai who was the judge of the gods who collapsed, but also the sword spirits in the pill.After two days of poisoning, assassination and other assassination methods all ended in failure, the sword men finally gave up.

According to an old man in Heianjing, "Hahaha, this is probably the guidance of fate." The grandfather who accepts new things well uses the lines he learned recently in a very trendy way.Although... I always felt that something was wrong, but it was a pity that I didn't have the time to express my complaints under the eyes of the three big bosses who were able to face the subtle control of younger brothers at the same time.

To be reasonable and factual, Sanriyue, who was clearly looking at a picture of a grandfather making a pie, turned out to be the smallest of the three pies, and the cute little Tengu turned out to be the big brother...

It can only be said that they don't understand the world of big brothers.

After the three big brothers spoke, to be honest, the first one who felt relieved was the commanding Hasebe.Hasebe, who was summoned in a later period, was less affected by the dark fall. It can be said that it is a big improvement for a main life to tolerate it to this point.

One side is the main life, and the other side is the companion who gets along day and night, and suffers from it. It can be said that Hasebe's every day is suffering, and it is simply out of sight.

And other sword men can fully understand such a companion, and more often they send him out on expeditions, or they send people to purify the dark breath together in the temple with Papa Ishikimaru.

Now, well, the boss has spoken, and the long-legged part of the master's order has just shown up in front of Dazai Osamu, and is diligently responsible for Honmaru's internal affairs.

It is also because of some unspeakable guilt, if it is not for Mr. Dazai's repeated evasion, he would like to directly start the Honmaru bedtime.

It goes from one extreme to the other.

Dazai first faced the earnest man in front of him, and the corners of his face twitched. To be honest, what he liked was the fragrant and soft beautiful young lady. Taking ten thousand steps back, he also wanted the kind of small and exquisite girl who could be hugged. The kind of petite in the arms.

The one in front of me... forget it.You can tell it's a hard lump at a glance, and you can tell how bad your hands are without looking.

Hasebe who was subtly dismissed: ...

Looking at the interrogator who swore to defend his virginity to the death, the innocent Hasebe was a little confused, isn't he just keeping watch outside?Why did it become like this, the sixth sense of the sword stopped him from asking further, always feeling that a door to the new century would be opened.But what can I do, the god judge in my own family wants to be pampered even on kneeling.

It's a pity that at this moment, the pure and unaffected long legs have not yet appreciated the deceptive ability of the judge who reads as Osamu Dazai's writing bear child.