hat and bandage

Yokohama, Japan.

At night, the moon was sparse, and the headquarters of the port mafia, a [-]-meter-tall building, was grandly built in the center.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

There was a faint, inaudible coughing sound.

Inside the mafia headquarters.

The man covered in only black and white is walking slowly in the darkness like a fierce beast staring at him. He is slender and thin, his lifeless eyes are as black as ink, and his slender and pale hands are covering the corners of his mouth with a low cough. Indifference as if everything could not be reflected in his eyes.

Cold and dead.

"Senior Akutagawa, everything was done according to your orders."

Higuchi Ichiyo stood in front of the side, straightened his back respectfully, folded his hands behind his back, raised his head slightly, and looked expectantly at Akutagawa Ryunosuke's pale and unhealthy face.

"I see, you step back, Higuchi."

The black-and-white-haired man who was watched by his subordinates with longing eyes responded without any waves. He put his hands in the pockets of the black stand-up collar windbreaker, and brushed past Higuchi Ichiyo with a gloomy expression.

He walked in the dark corridor of the port mafia headquarters, with his head slightly lowered, and a look of anxiety rarely flashed across his cold face.

——He couldn't find Mr. Dazai.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke was impatient, bit his lower lip unconsciously, and as he thought about it, he increased his strength, and accidentally broke a small hole. The rust-like bloody smell and slight tingling brought him back to his senses.

The most respected and valued teacher in his life gave him the meaning of existence from the slums. The man Dazai Osamu who led him into the world of the underworld with his own hands disappeared from the Armed Detective Agency. I also couldn't see the black-haired man who changed his face and changed completely from the past.

Even Mr. Nakaya, who was kind to him, was nowhere to be found.

hateful……

That man... Could it be that he is hiding again?Two years after he and Mr. Nakaya defected, he found out his whereabouts and chose to leave again?

No, with the frightening strength of Mr. Dazai and Mr. Nakaya in partnership, it is absolutely impossible for them to leave just because they are discovered by mere subordinates.

just why?Why can't I find Mr. Dazai and Mr. Nakaya?

Where, where?Where the hell! ! !

Akutagawa Ryunosuke let out a quick breath, and when he raised his head again, his dark eyes were cold and firm.

[Akutagawa-kun, if you meet with Chuya-kun, can you give me another word? ]

[Hongye-kun and I welcome him to come back as a cadre at any time... Please, ahh, the port mafia is in the process of losing Mr. Ye, too many things have caused me headaches in these years. ]

When Mori Ogai summoned him, the smiling words seemed to be still vivid in his memory.

He had an expectation in his heart that he was not sure about himself: Mr. Chuya and Mr. Dazai are lovers, so, since the leader is willing to let Mr. Chuya come back, then as long as Mr. Chuya speaks, can Mr. Dazai come back with him? ?

Returning to the port mafia, reappearing the feared partner Shuanghei in the other world...!

"Mr. Dazai, Mr. Chuya..."

Akutagawa murmured stubbornly, his steps were fast, and the black windbreaker rolled and waved behind him as he moved.

Only the port mafia is your home.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke pursed his lips with a firm expression.

I want Mr. Dazai to see my strength, my strength...to make him realize that leaving the mafia is wrong and stupid.

Mr. Chuya... If Mr. Chuya, who is gentle and responsible, will definitely--

"Jinghua, it should have been dispatched."

Akutagawa got off the elevator and stepped out of the Mafia Building.

so muttered.

Capturing human tigers...just take it as the first step to show your strength.

The weak person who is protected by Mr. Dazai and will definitely be taken care of by the gentle Mr. Chuya, but still feels sorry for himself.

It's up to me to take his life!

The emaciated dog from the Mafia stared forward paranoidly, baring his fangs.

……

The next morning.

Atsushi Nakajima has spent several days in fear since he narrowly escaped death that day.

During this period, the black lizard unit of the mafia also came to the door, but was beaten back by the companions of the detective agency. Only then did he fully understand what the word "armed" in the detective agency's signboard really meant. He took a deep breath, but thinking about Ryunosuke Akutagawa who might be ready to attack him somewhere, he couldn't help worrying again.

That is the man that even Kunikida-san would warn him to stay away with a solemn expression.

Atsushi Nakajima recalled Akutagawa's slender and thin figure and handsome pale and sickly appearance, and then thought about his tyrannical ability [Rashomon], which was the opposite of his weak appearance, and sighed worriedly.

Dun came out of the rented house, closed the door, and went to work at the detective agency on time.

Speaking of which, Mr. Dazai has been absent from work for several days, is it time to come back?

"If Dazai, I might come back with Chuya." Mr. Ranpo lay on the swivel chair with snacks in his arms, and said casually, "After all, Yokohama is only more than an hour away from Shizuoka by Shinkansen." Except for the period when Chuya and Dazai quarreled, plus the busy period of recruiting Yingying and the beginning of school, if there is no urgent matter, the two of them will probably come back on the weekend of one or two weeks."

"Huh? Dazai will miss work for at least a week!?" Kunikida raised his head from his desk, pushed the reflective glasses on the bridge of his nose, let out a shocked roar, and was forced to become Dazai's temporary partner himself, It's bad enough having one person do the work of two, especially if the guy has no serious reason to skip work - what's the point of throwing work at a co-worker just to impress a lover! !

Deducting that bastard's salary can't comfort his wounded heart, okay?

And that guy himself is so stubborn that he wants to be raised by the middleman, so it doesn't make any difference to that man whether he deducts his salary or not!

The bandage waste device that eats soft food!

Kunikida gritted his teeth and broke a pen.

Dun paid attention to another aspect.

He opened his special purple-gold eyes, and stammered: "Eh, eh? Is Mr. Nakaya coming back?"

The one I haven't seen before is said to be the most solid backing of the detective agency, and Mr. Nakaya, who is called the strongest combat power by everyone.

Although I have never seen him, after hearing about his existence and his status as an orphan, he remotely paid for the kind-hearted senior who bought himself household items and helped pay the rent.

Oh, the latter point alone is enough to increase the favorability of Nakajima Poor Tun.

He was a little nervous, a habitual nervousness under long-term oppression.

Atsushi Nakajima, who grew up in the lonely and sad environment of the orphanage, was always too sensitive to his seniors who didn't know each other. Everyone who loves Detective Agency.

This is the only place where he feels warm, and this is his home.

That kind-hearted senior Chuya...would he accept him?

"Don't worry too much, Atsushi." Mr. Tanizaki and his sister were still together early in the morning, as if seeing through Nakajima's worries, and smiled: "Nakaya is a very handsome, reliable and gentle person, For example, he can accept even a man like Dazai, so what are you worried about?"

Atsushi Nakajima:? ? ?

Atsushi Nakajima: Mr. Dazai, what kind of image do you have in people's minds?

Atsushi Nakajima: What's worse is why I was somehow relieved!

"Speaking of which, it seems that there are no commissions today." Junichiro Tanizaki said.

"Even so, there is still quite a lot of paperwork." Tanizaki Naomi tilted her head, and her eyes wandered to Kunikida Doppo, the only conscience in the entire detective agency—the other refers to Nakahara Chuya, who has a pile of paperwork on his desk. The files are stacked higher than people.

Originally, Kunikida was responsible for a lot of affairs, and now Dazai's part is added, so he is really busy.

Not easy.

Atsushi Nakajima hesitated for a while, and cautiously went up to ask Mr. Kunikida if he wanted to help.

It seems that the detective agency is about to have a third conscience.

"Huh? If you want to help Kunikida with work, you might as well go out with me."

Ms. Yosano Akiko yawned and pushed open the door to come in. Just in time to hear Atsushi's question, she blinked, she showed a smile with an inexplicable meaning, stretched out her hand and nodded her lower lip: "It just so happens that I need someone to go shopping with me." stuff people."

"Or which one of you would like to accompany me to go shopping for Dun Jun?"

The others present paused for a moment, and continued to do their own things as if they hadn't heard it for a second.

"Dun Jun, go early and come back early."

Mr. Tanizaki waved his hand and took his sister away directly, leaving Atsushi Nakajima with a dazed expression on the spot at a loss.

……

Early in the morning, the slaughter started again. After waking up from a hangover, Zhong Yuan was also stinking and trying to clean the graffiti on his face at the sink.

The memory of last night was a bit hazy and fragmented, and he was in a trance after drinking too much again.

"Tsk, headache."

Zhong also muttered and splashed cold water on his face.

"Chuya~ Breakfast——I want breakfast, breakfast, breakfast..."

Outside the door, a self-willed man with a long voice sat cross-legged on the blanket on the ground, swaying back and forth, shouting non-stop, "Come out to make breakfast, Zhongya?"

"Shut up, I have a terrible headache, do it yourself when you're hungry!" Zhong Ye raised his head and yelled back, reluctantly taking care of himself, he changed his clothes after washing, and then slowly walked from Go to the bathroom.

As soon as he opened the door, he was caught off guard by Dazai who was standing at the door at some point. Chuya subconsciously raised his eyebrows and put on a fierce expression. In the next second, the black-haired man handed him a cold soda can.

"Give."

Dazai bent his iris-colored eyes, shook the can in his hand, and said with a smile, "The canned hangover soup I bought by the way last night, if you still feel uncomfortable, why don't you take a rest? Anyway, I don't have any plans for today."

"..." Chuya took the bottle of drink with one hand, looked at Dazai's rarely considerate face suspiciously, his kite-colored eyes were as gentle as if one could drown.

Zhongyuan Zhong also found painfully that he couldn't arouse any suspicion at all.

"Don't worry about breakfast." Dazai said happily: "I've already made it, just to tease you, after all, if you let a hangover little slug cook, you might be confused and treat sugar as food." Put the salt."

"Humph……"

Chuya stared at Dazai's smiling face self-destructively, slowly opened the can, he took a sip, and muttered in a low voice, "How long has it been since you cooked, is it okay?"

"Well, I still think Chuya is more delicious." Dazai explained honestly: "Breakfast...except for the fried eggs being a little burnt, isn't it okay?"

"That must be because my cooking tastes better." Chuya raised his head slightly, with a confident expression of "need to say".

"So let Chuya do it in the future."

Dazai spread his hands, with a helpless expression on his face: "I really like the days when I get up and have food."

Zhong Yuanzhong also disliked him, "Why didn't you say that you want to be a useless person who is served by others?"

"He is a man who is served by his lover."

Dazai bent down and kissed his lover's cheek, it was a soft touch.

"If it's not Chuya, then I don't want other people to serve me."

Zhong Yuanzhong also paused, and turned his face away uncomfortably, "Even if you say good things, I won't forget the good things you bastard did yesterday, okay?"

"Yeah, just remember me like this." Dazai was quite satisfied, and nodded shamelessly.

Anyway, the relationship between them is like this, although they love each other, they fight and fight at the same time, and they also hold grudges against each other.

The author has something to say: Mustard: After finally finding the whereabouts of Dad (Bushi), did Dad elope with Mom (Bushi) again?

Kakashi: No, no, Mr. Dazai and Mr. Nakaya will definitely come back.

Jiejie: ​​No matter what, it’s right to beat the tiger first.

Happy Qixi Festival, although Qixi Festival has passed by twelve o'clock.

This blessing should have been said in the previous chapter, so here comes the question, why didn’t I say it.

Because I am a single dog, I completely forgot that today is Qixi Festival (be bearish/what kind of Qixi Festival/I just need to watch my cub on g).