sweet heroine

Osamu Dazai is not only dead, I feel like his whole family was killed by me! ?

I was so angry that I exploded on the spot, wishing I could tear his mouth open, I know why there are women chasing mistresses in the street, and now I want to set off a grand fireworks with him and that unknown lady.Twisting the doorknob of the detective agency, trembling with anger, I turned around and left without saying a word.

I was crying while walking, and the first day I came back, I saw my ex-boyfriend flirting with other women, um, it's too much.

"Xiaoyou...?" Dazai's voice seemed to come from behind the door, he seemed to be silent for a while, and suddenly raised his voice, sounding a little excited, "Xiaoyou!"

You mother, me.

I turned my head and walked out, don't die, Osamu Dazai.

As a result, as soon as I walked out, Osamu Dazai pushed the door open. A young man in a beige windbreaker with a thin round bow tie around his neck rushed towards me, grabbed my shoulders and He shouted excitedly, "Xiaoyou, you're back!"

Without saying a word, he was about to pounce on me. The handsome young man was more dazzling than the sun when he smiled. He leaned towards me with a soft voice, "I miss you so much!"

I pushed his chin away expressionlessly, looked at him with disgust, and gave labor and capital a roll.

Osamu Dazai showed an aggrieved expression, "Hey, Yuu misses me?"

I miss your mother, do you believe it?

The sadness I had just been brewing was interrupted by the other party's behavior. Although the tears were still in my eyes, it was strange to see him like this, so I didn't want to cry anymore.

"No, Dazai get out!"

He immediately looked at me with an aggrieved expression. He was obviously in his 20s, but the black-haired young man who was good at acting like a baby pressed my shoulder, "But I miss Xiaoyou very much. Xiaoyou has been away for four years. Didn't send me a text message."

I blocked you, and I'm on a business trip...

Strangely, a bit guilty, the light brown eyes of the other party were full of tenderness, and the face was filled with obvious joy. We stood outside the corridor, Dazai Osamu looked at me from top to bottom, and said to me seriously, " I really miss Yuu."

Ok……

I was silent for a while, and couldn't help the curiosity in my heart, "Is... how much do you think?"

He approached me again, his bandaged hand was still firmly pressing on my shoulder, and then he leaned in front of me and whispered, "I think about it every day."

...This...I love hearing this so much.

Looking at him with a blushing face, I put my hands on my chest and raised my head to look at him. Just when our eyes met, I suddenly heard a suspicious male voice from behind, "What are you doing?"

I turned my head immediately, only to see a silver-haired young man in a kimono standing in front of us. His expression was very serious, his facial features were like sharp knives. What is it, Dazai?"

"President." Dazai called out briefly, his face darkened, "Don't harass customers, Dazai."

After he glanced at me, "And at the door..."

"Yes, yes." A blond boy dressed like a fisherman and a straw hat also nodded in agreement, "Mr. Dazai, it's not good to harass female customers all the time. How many times is this already this month?"

His words immediately brought back my memories just now, I turned my head to look at Dazai, his face changed, "You keep harassing female customers."

All right, your whole family is dead.

"Ah... this."

I was so angry that I rolled my eyes at him and then turned around and left. Dazai seemed to want to chase me out but was stopped by the man in kimono who appeared just now.

Then I took a taxi and went home. When I got home, the more I thought about it, the more irritable I got, and the Armed Detective Agency too.

You should pay more attention, if there is such a tendency, you should break his leg immediately!

How could he be allowed to do such a presumptuous thing? It is infuriating, and he will give their detective agency a bad review when he has time.

At the same time in the detective agency

Fukuzawa Yukichi walked in with Dazai Osamu expressionlessly, and the people who were still eating melons immediately recovered their expressions. President Fukuzawa put his hands in his pockets and said to everyone, "You are here do what?"

"Don't you have something to do?"

The majesty of the president was displayed in an instant, and everyone dispersed immediately, and then he glanced at Dazai, "Dazai, come with me."

"Yes." Dazai shrugged his shoulders with his hands in his pockets, and then he couldn't help but slipped his eyes out of the door. His face was obviously absent-minded. The woman who was led in by him just now couldn't help but whispered, "That , Mr. Dazai."

"Ah?" The man who had just invited her to die together, waved his hand coldly, "Go over there, you can find someone else."

It was... too real!

Atsushi Nakajima watched from the side with a look of embarrassment, and the white tiger boy with drooping shoulders couldn't help but said to Kunikida Doppo next to him, "Mr. Dazai, your attitude towards that guest just now has changed."

No, it's not a change, it's a complete feeling of being a different person.

Is that Ms. Duanmuyou really Mr. Dazai's ex-girlfriend, and it seems that Mr. Dazai still likes her very much.

Ah... How should I accept Mr. Dazai's terrible identity, the former cadre of the gangster in the port.

"Well, I really didn't expect Dazai to like such a woman." Kunikida Doppo couldn't help echoing in a low voice, "No, I should say, I can't think of it..."

Before the other party finished speaking, Edogawa Ranpo continued, "Would such a cute woman like Dazai?"

"Huh?" Atsushi Nakajima turned his head in surprise, only to see Edogawa sitting cross-legged on the table in disorder, and asked the blond young man over there with a gossip, "How, that's right, Kunikida."

Kunikida nodded unnaturally, "Ah, well, a little bit."

"Does Mr. Ranpo know anything?" Nakajima Atsushi looked at the famous detective in the detective agency curiously, and couldn't help asking, "About the matter between Mr. Dazai and that Miss Duanmu."

Rubbing his chin with one hand, Luanbu lowered his face, "Well, I do know something."

The little tiger leaned over curiously, "Hey, what is it like?"

The other party avoided answering and started to say, "Speaking of which, Kunikida, don't you really want to act quickly?"

The blond young man in a dark green shirt looked at his colleague with a question mark on his face, only to hear Ranpo continue, "Because, if you don't act now, your ideal woman will probably get back together with Osamu Dazai soon. "

"Wait...wait a minute!" Kunikida Doppo blushed and couldn't help but clenched his fists and looked at Ranpo, "What are you talking about?"

Edogawa Ranpo thought for a while, "Don't you like that cute woman very much?"

"I..." Kunikida Doppo's voice weakened, and Ranpo continued, "Well, she is a woman who fits your aesthetics and mate selection very well, if you miss it, you probably weren't married when Dazai held the child. "

"No, I don't know whether it's scary to say that Mr. Dazai has a baby, or that Mr. Kunikida hasn't been married for so long!" Atsushi Nakajima said painfully, covering his face, "Mr. Ranpo, don't do this, and look at the Dazai-san's appearance, if known."

If it is known, according to Kunikida-san's innocent personality...

I'm afraid he will be killed by Mr. Dazai.

Ah... so scary.

"Isn't that great?" Edogawa Ranpo said with a smile, "If you don't go, I can think about it."

"Huh?" Atsushi Nakajima couldn't help lowering his voice, "Well, although Ms. Duanmu is indeed very cute, is there any purpose for Mr. Ranpo to say that?" what's wrong?

The boyish-looking teenager smiled softly, "Because, it's very interesting."

"This, woman."

Fukuzawa sat expressionlessly in the president's room and looked at the black-haired young man who joined the Armed Detective Agency. Although he was sitting here, he seemed to be thinking about flying out of the door, leaning on the chair with his legs crossed Osamu Dazai, who was on his back, looked cold and full of indifference.

"What's the matter, President?"

Although this man joined the detective agency, he did not display his strongest ability in the detective agency. He spent more time observing the world indifferently like a spectator. work will be less.What a headache, although as smart as Ranpo, but so passive.

"Is that woman your ex-girlfriend?"

The man who also knew the history of the young man in front of him asked, "Is she back?"

"Yeah." Osamu Dazai leaned on the sofa and complained, "So, let the president let me out, I haven't finished talking to Yuu yet."

"It's really surprising." President Fukuzawa said unhurriedly, "I used to doubt the accuracy of the information, but I didn't expect that you really have such an ex-girlfriend."

"What?" Osamu Dazai casually changed his crossed legs, and then said with half-closed eyes, "I thought the president was going to say something."

"That child is too different from you before."

"Ah..." Osamu Dazai showed a warm smile to President Fukuzawa, and his kite-colored eyes instantly deepened, as if they were an abyss.When he wasn't smiling, he was so imposing that Fukuzawa could almost feel the horrifying bloody wind instantly, "So what?"

Fukuzawa took a deep breath, and the man with one hand on the table looked at Dazai Osamu, "No, I'm just afraid that you will hurt yourself, Dazai-kun."

Fukuzawa is still a bit hesitant about the man in front of him who looks bright and bright, but actually has mafia blood in his bones. If the woman he saw just broke up and falls into the hands of Osamu Dazai, he doesn't know. what will happen.

"Let me change the question. Is she the reason you joined the Armed Detective Agency?"

Osamu Dazai was stunned for a moment, then turned his face to the side, and smiled, "It's one of the reasons, but..."

The man whispered, "It's the most important reason."

"Well." The president looked at Dazai Osamu who was reclining on the sofa, "Then, Dazai-kun, please restrain yourself, for your sake and that child's sake."

"President, what are you talking about?"

The former Hong Kong black cadre with black curly hair said, "I have been waiting for Xiaoyou for a long, long time."

Osamu Dazai, who was leaning on the sofa, smiled lazily, "She is mine."

"Yes...it can only be mine."