i have a date with leader jae

Shuangye was moved by the other party's sincere speech.

Unexpectedly, in this icy world, he still has a little warmth.It's just that although Shuangye is very moved, she still has a bit of moral integrity. If she really had a lover before she lost her memory, then it's best to seek his opinion first to avoid misunderstandings in the future.

"Wait a minute, let me ask if my boyfriend agrees."

Thinking of doing it, Shimoba, who has a vigorous nature, said this scumbag speech very naturally in front of Dazai, then took out the mobile phone in his coat pocket, remembering the impression of Dazai's previous thumb movement in his mind, and quickly typed A string of passwords.

Dazai blinked the whole time: "Huh???"

Is it so exciting to unfold?

Then I saw Shuangye dig out the number of the previous 'virtual boyfriend' in the address book, and press the dial button hands-free in front of Dazai.

In fact, she was obviously nervous when she did all this, and she didn't even know that her fingers were slightly trembling in the air while standing above the call interface.

'Du...beep...ka, the number you are dialing now is not within the service area...'

The cold mechanical sound echoed in the air very clearly, and the black eyelashes of the Frost Leaf Crow who was holding the phone couldn't help trembling slightly, and his eyes seemed a little at a loss.

She suppressed the lingering sense of loss in her heart at this moment, hung up the phone and redialed again, but the feedback she got was exactly the same as before.

"The number you are dialing now..."

"You now..."

For a while, it seemed that the whole person was abandoned in the corner of the world. She only knew to mechanically dial the series of numbers that no one answered, and then listened to the phone over and over again, saying 'not in the service area, No answer' prompt...

Why, exactly?

Just when Shuangye dialed the string of numbers that did not belong to this world again, the phone was suddenly covered by a warm palm, protecting her from the harm that the world caused to her.

I only felt that the black-haired young man covered the back of her head with his palm at the same time, and with a little force, he placed her forehead on his bandaged neck.The shadows he wove fell around the field of vision for a while, so that the bottom of the eyes, which was dyed another color, even if the little fire that gave birth to hope was extinguished by reality, such embarrassment would not be noticed by outsiders.

Hiding in the darkness surrounded by the windbreaker, he leaned his head close to Shuangye's ear and said softly, "...it doesn't matter, it's the same if you fight again later."

With a bang, the crumbling transparent water bottle stored in Shuangye's heart finally lost its balance, and fell to the ground at a tilt. The overly considerate tenderness made the emotions contained in the bottle overflow, and sprinkled the surrounding desolate dusk. land.

Shuang Ye couldn't help but quietly grabbed his sand-colored windbreaker, and pulled out several obvious creases on it, but the other party didn't seem to care, and let her try to grab one in this lonely twilight sea to support him. of driftwood.

Even time gradually slowed down because he couldn't bear to be disturbed.

It's hard to count how much time has passed, Shimoba finally let go of the movement that tormented him with the windbreaker, and slowly raised her arm, half buried her head in the current posture, and half gave Dazai a thumbs up.

"you're right."

As expected of a gold-medal investigator from a detective agency, she could easily discover the blind spot she didn't find——

The famous detective Ogiido gave him a thumbs up!

Since the so-called "lover" learned from Master Ranpo is still in Schrödinger's state, Shuangye still can't stand it for the sake of someone who is extremely attentive with the script, and temporarily agrees to arrange a "substitute" for him Lover' this little identity.

In fact, this man named Dazai Osamu was indeed the type Shimoba liked in terms of appearance, and he gave people a feeling that the more he stared at him, the more he liked him.

Although he has no money, even the house is a dormitory uniformly allocated by the company, and he often pays on credit when eating out.

But he is good looking.

Some people only need to look at him, and their hearts will burst into pieces of fragrant flowers with a bang like a salute.Moreover, this 'stand-in lover' speaks nicely, even if he eats soft food, he can eat as beautiful as a fairy, making any woman feel pity.

Shuangye said that she could do it.

But there is a very strange thing is, clearly looking at the face you like is something that can make you happy.

But her heart was like a bottle that had been thrown out of a hole. When she was by the other party's side, the joy she had finally obtained could not satisfy her needs at all. out.

What remains in my heart is all contrasted and highlighted textures that are becoming more and more empty.

...wait, compare?Who is she comparing Dazai to?

Shuang Ye was stunned by her own speculation, and her fingertips unknowingly stayed on the phone interface, above a certain contact number that had been missing until now.

Seemingly seeing her absent-mindedness, the young man in a sand-colored windbreaker came quietly behind Shuangye and made a proposal: "Little Shuangye, do you want to try to be my 'temporary assistant'?"

As if trying to hide something, Shuangye put away her phone, turned around and looked up at the black-haired young man who stepped on the tatami mat behind her, and repeated in a little confusion: "Temporary assistant?"

Dazai raised a cheerful smile, and said in a sweet tone: "That's right~ she is a special temporary assistant who has been with me all the time~"

Shuang Ye suddenly had some strange thoughts in her mind, and her expression changed: "Is this not good? This kind of dangerous contact can easily turn into a 'negative distance'..."

One thing to say, what's the difference between this and a man saying 'I'm just hanging out and not going in'?

Unexpectedly, Dazai turned his back in the next second and couldn't help laughing out loud. Only then did Shiroba realize that this guy was deliberately teasing herself, and immediately climbed up to his back expressionlessly and pulled Dazai on the back of his neck. bandage.

"Gee... I'm going to suffocate Little Shuangye..."

Dazai couldn't help touching his neck with his hands. Because this terrible man was about to face a special way of death, he said to her with a happy face: "Ha, try harder, little Shuangye, you, you are the most beautiful person I have ever seen!" Awesome woman... no wonder me in other worlds..."

Frost leaf stuck here neither advancing nor retreating: "...Suddenly I really want to return the product, I feel that the real thing does not match the original picture in my imagination or something."

In order to continue to maintain the good impression of this stand-in lover in her mind, Shimoba decisively deleted this episode from her mind, "cleaned up" Dazai a little bit, and tidied up her own attire, and went with Dazai His workplace "Armed Detective Agency".

The president of the detective agency is a silver-haired man who usually wears a light green kimono and has a haori on his shoulder. Possesses an air of integrity that comes down in one continuous line.

At this time, he and Dazai were talking face to face in the president's office, and a few pieces of their clothes could be glimpsed through the gap between the half-closed doors, but it was a bit difficult to hear the conversation clearly .

But Shimoba didn't pay much attention to the ongoing conversation between the two, she was arranged to sit at Dazai's desk, and glanced curiously at the paperwork he had piled on the table.

It's a stack of mission reports that need to be written urgently, without a single word being moved.

Suddenly, a strange sense of déjà vu emerged, as if in memory, someone who often sat behind the desk hugged her intimately on his lap, and the desktop in front of his vision was full of unapproved paperwork.

And that person is...

Just as Shuangye was trying to recall carefully, the intruding sound from outside unexpectedly interrupted her train of thought.

"Miss Shimoba, that bandage... that Osamu Dazai, he didn't do anything rude to you these days, right?" It was Kunikida, who pushed his glasses next door, upholding the basic qualities of a partner, whispering concern to her .

"Is it impolite...?" Shuangye, who came back to his senses, tilted his head slightly to think, and after a long while, Shuangye, who understood what he was talking about, said with a straight face: "It's better to say, in fact, I want it every day. Do all kinds of 'disrespectful' things to him, and in the end have to stick to the defense due to the moral issue of not being able to NTR—”

Kunikida: "..."

He shouldn't have asked.

Fortunately, other colleagues came to relieve them.

"Miss Shuangye, let's have a cup of tea."

The one who brought the tea was a blond boy wearing a straw hat, with a few freckles on his face, looking simple and cute.

The people in the detective agency seemed to show great tolerance for her appearance. Being in such an environment obviously made Shuangye, who had lost her memory, feel a lot more at ease. She took it over and said to the boy: "Ah! ,thanks."

But as soon as she took a sip of the cup of tea cream leaves, Dazai, who had left the office at some point and walked around behind her on tiptoe, snatched it away in a playful way, and gulped the rest of the tea directly into his stomach.

"Thank you for the hospitality ~ I just said that I am thirsty for so long."

With the excuse of wasting time in the office, the black-haired young man who was supposed to drink up the cup of tea that should have been Shuangye proudly showed her the bottom of the cup with only a few tea stems left, which made Shuangye dumbfounded. Put your face on this childish ghost.

Dazai, who had never felt any psychological burden on what he did, put away his smile and finally got down to business after joking: "I've already discussed with the president, Xiao Shimoha, you can go out to work with me these few days .”

So Shuangye met the silver-haired lone wolf with a terrifying expression beside him, and after a while, she defiantly asked the man who was astonishing in everyone's mind: "...do you get a salary?"

In the eyes of almost everyone in the detective agency, Fukuzawa Yukichi seemed to burst out with murderous intent at that moment.

At this moment, his majestic eyes stared like copper bells, and then he nodded imperceptibly: "The salary is paid by Dazai."

Shuangye immediately breathed a sigh of relief, feeling much more at ease.

"I'll trouble you to take care of Dazai." Fukuzawa Yukichi closed his sleeves.

Shuangye stood up, grabbed Dazai's hands as if at a grand occasion at the father-in-law's house, and said solemnly, "Please leave Dazai to me with confidence."

Dazai couldn't help but snort.

……

After leaving the Armed Detective Agency's office, Dazai walked with her on the side of the street, recalling the dumbfounded look in the office before, the corners of his mouth slightly bent to laugh again.

"I didn't expect you, Xiao Shuangye, to get along well with our president?"

Shuang Ye didn't take it seriously: "Probably because of the sympathy between the same killers in the past."

Dazai tilted his head: "Did you see it?"

"Yeah." Shuang Ye nodded, and the aura from her peers could still be clearly identified, not to mention that the opponent's martial arts practice seemed to be engraved in his bones, and it was difficult to be washed away by time.

She is no longer interested in the conversation that has been left behind, and she is holding a notebook borrowed from Kunikida, drawing something in circles with a pen, "I heard that the work of your investigators is average They are all in charge of unsolvable cases entrusted to them by the government and the military and police? There are also things like sending secret information on behalf of them, and handling some complicated commissions?"

"Yes~"

"Then what work arrangements do you have today?"

After all, she promised to be someone's temporary assistant, and Shimoba had to pay attention to whatever she said, so as to live up to her name of detective Ogiido.

But when she buried her head in the pages, someone pressed the edge of the notebook. Shuang Ye raised her head slightly, and saw the black-haired young man tapped her soft lower lip with his finger, and answered the question just now with a smile. a question.

"A date with you."