Miss Silver's Note on Orphans [Comprehensive]

Osamu Dazai comfortably crossed his legs, lay on his back on the roof, traced the starry sky above his head with his eyes, and said softly, "Have you recovered yet?"

Du Wo was lying beside him, like a little squirrel poking his head, holding the eaves of the house with both hands and looking at the alley, with two blushes on his cheeks, as if he was in a state of drunkenness: "Let people come back again!" Aftertaste, people are still excited."

Dazai Osamu reminded: "But now the bottom is empty, there is not even a trace of blood left."

"It's said that people know!" Duwo yelled unhappily. Fortunately, even the police support staff had already left at this time, so there was no need to worry about yelling to attract attention.

Watari stood up unsteadily, and patted the dust off her body. She stroked her lower lip with her index finger, and her golden eyes shone with tiny streamers of light in the night.

"Osamu Dazai... Dazai, let me just call you Dazai? How do you know that you can see silver when you come here?"

Osamu Dazai stretched his waist and sat up: "It's half a coincidence, I didn't expect that Miss Yinzi would pass by here. But tonight the hero killer will appear, I already knew that."

Wataru tilted his head and looked at Osamu Dazai: "Oh? So you originally wanted to meet the hero killer? Why? It's a pity that he has already been captured, and your purpose has failed."

"No, the goal has been achieved unexpectedly and smoothly." Dazai Osamu smiled, "I originally wanted to see if Miss Yinzi could meet the hero killer face to face, but I didn't do anything, and they met by chance. "

Watari asked suspiciously, "Why did you let them meet?"

"Of course it's to help you pursue Miss Yinzi~" Osamu Dazai smiled brightly.

"I don't believe it." Wataru stuck out his tongue, and jumped off the roof deftly. "Is there anything else going on after that?"

"It's gone. I'll go to bed early. Staying up late is very harmful to the skin." Osamu Dazai waved to me friendly.

The black-haired young man with iris eyes stood on the roof, looked down at the body of Watagata below, put his hands together in the shape of a trumpet and put them on his lips, and shouted loudly: "I wish you all the best in your pursuit of Miss Yinzi." !"

In fact, he didn't need to be like this at all. Du I haven't gone far yet, even if I say it in a normal tone, I can hear Du clearly.

And Wataru was obviously happy because of Osamu Dazai's voice, he grinned and said, "I hate it, I'm shy! Goodbye!"

She waved her hand happily and ran away.

Osamu Dazai stared in the direction of the divination house for a while, then took a deep breath, and whispered to himself: "It's her... yes, Sakata Ginko, it's her."

It seemed that he had finally affirmed something important, and his hanging heart finally fell to the ground. Osamu Dazai's delicate face relaxed slightly, revealing a not-so-obvious expression of relief.

He looked around with admiring eyes, and soon noticed a small river.

The river is sparkling under the moon, and there are several cherry blossom trees planted on both sides, which are now in full bloom.

"What a beautiful river!" Osamu Dazai sighed sincerely.

He stretched out his hand, flipped down the roof neatly, ran towards the beautiful night scene without hesitation, and then jumped.

"Plop—!" There was a splash of water.

After a while, a bald man with a yellow uniform, a white cape, red gloves and red boots passed by the alley.

The bald head looked at the empty dark alley twice, touched his bald head with a puzzled expression, then turned and left.

The back is subtly lonely.

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After Yin Zi went back to the divination room, he fell asleep until the sun was up.

If possible, she would rather just sleep like this for a long time... No, let's forget about this, anyway, just wake up naturally.

But Atsushi Nakajima tried his best to wake her up, and called her very persistently to get up for breakfast.

"Dun Dun, eat by yourself, I still want to sleep for a while." Yin Zi was wearing a solid-color cotton pajamas, hugging the quilt and refusing to open his eyes.

Atsushi Nakajima stared at Ginko with black hair, and noticed Ginko's foot that was resting on the quilt.

That foot is white and slender, the shape of the toes is very beautiful, the fingertips are light pink, and the protruding knuckles of the ankle form a thrilling and sexy arc, tempting people to stretch out their hands to measure...

Atsushi Nakajima closed his eyes, took a deep breath, stepped forward and began to lift the quilt: "I'm sorry, Miss Sakata, but if you sleep again, it's time for lunch."

Yinzi hugged the quilt tightly unwillingly: "Then why don't you just eat lunch? Don't worry, people are very tenacious creatures. If you miss a meal, you won't die from starvation. You have been hungry too, right?" ? You should understand this."

Atsushi Nakajima added more strength to his hands: "It's because I've been hungry, so I don't want to miss any more meals."

Yin Zi was dying: "Then you can eat, but everyone has his own ambition, please don't disturb my practice, in fact, I am practicing on hunger management, referred to as active starvation."

Atsushi Nakajima turned a deaf ear to Ginko's sophistry, and pulled him up very forcefully.

Although most of the time Atsushi Nakajima is more suitable to be described by the word "cat".But the current Yinzi is obviously more like that useless house cat who refused to go out but was forced out by the owner in those stories that often happened.

"Ah, that's enough, I get it, I got it, I'll get up and take a shower right now?" Yin Zi's last bit of drowsiness was finally disturbed.

She still needs some face, she can't accept being dressed and washed by the opposite sex, so she has to do it herself.

The breakfast served by Atsushi Nakajima is very simple, with milk and bread.

This combination is convenient to buy, and does not require a kitchen and cooking.The back room of Yinzi's divination house does not have a kitchen at all, and the only food-related facilities are a small refrigerator, which is usually used by Yinzi to store cakes and other sweets.

After eating some bread and drinking some milk, Yinzi finally cheered up.

Atsushi Nakajima noticed the changes in Yinzi, secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and asked, "Miss Sakata, last night..."

Atsushi Nakajima wanted to wait for Yinzi to come back last night, but after waiting for a while, he couldn't hold on and went to bed first.

It was much better to see Miss Sakata sleeping in bed early in the morning than to disappear or receive a call from a kidnapper, but it was hard for Atsushi Nakajima to ignore his extra discovery—the one that was replaced by money. There were large bloodstains on the kimono.

What happened to Miss Sakata last night?

Yinzi raised his eyes and looked at Atsushi Nakajima: "Ah? What happened last night?"

Her tone was normal, with a little doubt in her eyes, and she didn't have any special awareness of her experience last night.

Atsushi Nakajima hesitated for a moment, and finally gave up asking: "No, it's nothing."

He found that as the party under the fence, he actually had no position to ask questions, although his original intention was not to ask questions, he just simply wanted to care about Miss Sakata.

"Well, Ms. Sakata, if you encounter any difficulties, you can tell me... and Mr. Dazai, Mr. Dazai is an absolute expert in dealing with troubles."

"Really? I really didn't see it." Yinzi nodded, "I made a note, and I will ask for help when I encounter difficulties."

After the meal, it was the opening time of the divination house. Nakajima Atsushi went to the door and hung up the "Open" sign, and then sat at the long table with Yinzi who was wearing a cloak.

Yes, sitting dry, the divination house has never been the kind of place full of customers, and there are really limited things they can do when there are no guests.

Ginko was bored for a while, and suddenly remembered what Dazai Osamu said when he was blocked by Osamu Dazai in the comic book store, and he took the initiative to raise the topic: "Speaking of which, Dundon, do you think I have the talent to write books?"

Atsushi Nakajima turned his head to the side: "Eh? Why are you asking that all of a sudden?"

Yinzi said: "There is no particular reason, it just came to me suddenly, being a fortune teller really doesn't make money, and occasionally I want to get rich overnight."

Atsushi Nakajima couldn't help complaining: "Writing a book doesn't make you rich overnight."

Yinzi made an objection: "Are you too sure? You should know that everything is possible in this world. Maybe I am the one-in-a-million chosen one. As long as I write a book, I will definitely be rich?"

Atsushi Nakajima: "... Then you can write."

Um?So give up?Is it so easy to stop insisting on your point of view?

Too weak, dun dun, you can't be a qualified object to pass the time like this.

Sighing in disappointment, Ginko cast a sideways glance at Atsushi Nakajima, and then leisurely withdrew his gaze: "Forget it, what you said makes sense, why don't I go buy a lottery ticket?"

"Please." Nakajima Atsushi gave up struggling and said along Yinzi.

Ginko touched the income from Genos on his body, stood up, and was grabbed by Atsushi Nakajima.

The eyes of the young man with golden eyes and gray hair were stinging at this moment: "You don't really want to buy a lottery ticket, do you? We still have enough money left to eat for a few days?"

"Ah... Let me think about it..." Yinzi scratched his head, "Excluding the utility bills to be paid at the end of the month, is there still enough food for a week or two?"

"Please have a little sense of crisis!!!"

Atsushi Nakajima wanted to cry so much. Before joining the Armed Detective Agency, his concept of money was still in the shallow stage of "it is important to be able to buy things and food", because he didn't have it anyway.

And after joining the Armed Detective Agency, he only needs to wait to receive his salary every month. There are too many things to worry about at ordinary times, and there is really no need to think about minutiae such as consumption.

It was this new world, this divination house, and this Miss Sakata who helped him establish a brand new outlook on money in a short period of time!

That is: it is really difficult to make money!Spend money must be careful!Even if the person making money is Miss Sakata, Miss Sakata can't be allowed to waste money!Because Ms. Sakata spends money randomly, it means that both herself and Ms. Sakata will be hungry and drink Northwest Wind!

The truth has been so deeply understood, but in fact, if Sakata Ginko is really determined to spend money recklessly, Atsushi Nakajima really has nothing to do with her.

After all, it was impossible for him to tie up Miss Sakata in the divination room.

The wind chimes at the door suddenly blew pleasantly, and Ginko and Atsushi Nakajima, who were tugging at each other, both looked serious, and quickly flattened their clothes and sat back to their original positions.

A man with short brown hair opened the door and came in. He was wearing a pair of goggles that made it hard to see his eyes, a long green scarf, and a somewhat dilapidated white coat. a lemon.

This attire is not a fancy dress, but it is also very fresh and refined. He simply stood in the divination room, and immediately turned the atmosphere in the room in the direction of a mad science laboratory.

Yinzi asked calmly: "Guest, welcome to the Divination House. What do you want to interpret through divination?"

The guest grinned broadly: "I want to find someone, a woman, she wears a blue flower kimono with a white background, short silver hair, and a wooden knife as her weapon, and her name should be 'Silver'."

Yinzi wrapped the cloak tightly around her body calmly.

The guest weighed the lemon in his hand and gently placed it on the long table covered with flannel, next to the crystal ball.

He leaned down, as if wanting to whisper something, leaned in front of Yinzi and said, "If you find it, please send her a message for me."

The author has something to say: Title: Please use the word "lemon" to make sentences.

Example sentence: Genos is obsessed with being rich, and I eat lemons.