chaldea travel agency

Zhong Yuanzhong also woke up from the cold in the middle of the night, and finally found the door of the house. He didn't have the key, so he had to fly to the balcony and turn in.

When he caught sight of the two people hugging and sleeping on the sofa, the first reaction in his still hazy brain was: These two people didn't move his room randomly, so they were very polite.

So, Zhong Yuanzhong also got a quilt, covered them so as not to catch cold, and went back to the room to sleep.

When his head was touching the pillow, he suddenly felt something was wrong. There was more than one sofa in his house, why did they sleep together?

However, this thought did not last long, and the fierce drowsiness engulfed his consciousness in a blink of an eye.

Nakahara also came back to his senses and found himself sitting on the sofa at home, Fujimaru Tatsuka and Getia sat opposite him, the two of them were holding hands, looking very close.

"Zhongzhong, you're here~" Fujimaru Tatsuka pursed her lips and smiled, her voice was very sticky no matter how it sounded, especially like a bustard in a red-light district.

In Zhongyuan Zhongye's terrified eyes, the young man with black hair and blue eyes pinched his orchid fingers and called the blond man tiredly: "Gai Gai~"

Getia also responded with the same voice: "Xiangxiang~"

The vicious mafia was woken up by fright.

The sky is bright, and the rising sun comes uninvited, urging people to start a new day.

When Nakahara Chuya got up, Fujimaru Tatsuka and the others had just woken up, their black hair was strewn in disorder, not to mention the long blond hair, which was curled up everywhere and was extremely messy.

"Morning..." Fujimaru Tatsuka rubbed his eyes, and greeted him while yawning, "Morning, Nakaya-kun."

The vicious Mafia's eyes were dark, and she didn't seem to be sleeping well.Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded to him: "Morning, Xiangxiang."

Fujimaru Tachika: ...?

Then, Chuya Nakahara nodded to Getia next to him: "Morning, Gai Gai."

Getia tilted his head:?

The two watched him go to the bathroom to wash up, and looked at each other in dismay. This was a little more terrifying than Fujimaru Tachika waking up to find himself sleeping in the arms of a magic formula.

"What's going on...?" Fujimaru Tachika hesitated for a while, but the nerves awakened by the shock did not let go of this teasing opportunity, "Gai Gai?"

Looking at his teasing expression, Getia fell silent, and the momentum around him became more and more frightening.

He can't call Xiangxiang, it's too cheap, but he can show Fujimaru Tachika what is a flower and why it is so popular.

With the palm facing up in the magic style, it is about to weave a new magic trick.He has already experienced Fujimaru Tachika's routine twice, the first time is high five, and the second time is rock paper scissors, Gaitia can't believe that he raised his hand flat this time, what other corresponding tricks can Fujimaru Tachika have? .

The young man's gaze shifted from his face to his hands, and he thought for a few seconds.

The palm of his hand felt a little heavy, Gaitia was stunned for a while, but his breath became much calmer.

Fujimaru Tachika put her chin on the palm of his hand, opened her eyes slightly, making his eyes look more cute, and asked, "Did you do that?"

A dog is a dog and will never become anything else, Getia snorted coldly and let it go.

Seeing that the battle was successful, the young man jumped off the sofa and went to the bathroom with Zhong Yuan Zhongya to wash, leaving the magician alone to meditate on the empty palm.

Port Mafia has tailor-made novels for its cadres at Chaldea Publishing House to add some mafia's sense of legend.

Under the reminder of Zi Shibu, the children's writer and playwright abolished half of the spirit foundation and successfully closed the manuscript.There are still complicated matters such as proofreading waiting, and Fujimaru Tachika will definitely need to go over to take a look.

I heard that he opened the publishing house downstairs of the Armed Detective Agency, and Nakahara Nakahara scratched himself until he was about to go bald before he squeezed out a word: "Damn."

In order to prevent Tatsuka Fujimaru from getting involved in other troubles, Chuya Nakahara gave the two of them a general overview of the basic situation in Yokohama, including the delicate relationship between the port mafia and the armed detective agency.

The young man thought hard for a while, and asked him: "The port mafia hasn't announced anything related to Chaldea, right?"

"Ying Lin... At the request of your consultant outside the door, it is currently top secret." He endured it, and did not say the name that caused him a psychological shadow.

"That's good." Fujimaru Tachika heaved a sigh of relief, at least he can still go to the publishing house to show his face, without worrying about being blocked by the armed detective agency.

Seeing this, Zhong Yuan became even more curious: "Who are you looking for?"

The young man looked at him with a fierce look in his eyes. He killed gods when he saw gods, and killed Buddhas when he saw Buddhas. He said in a deep voice, "A man who had a good chat with my most important school girl on the Internet."

Nakahara Chuya: ...

This routine seems familiar.

Nakahara Chuya: "...Understood, liar."

Fujimaru Tachika echoed him viciously: "Yes! That's the most important person who fought Getia with me!! How can he be easily taken away by guys on the Internet, damn it! I must see who he is !"

"Uh, I didn't say... your relationship is so complicated." He showed a rather subtle expression, and Getia next to him also looked offended, "That means, you already know the other party's name Yet?"

"Osamu Dazai, most likely he is a member of the Armed Detective Agency. This is what I have learned so far."

As Fujimaru Tachika said, he felt that the breath of the orange-haired youth suddenly withdrew and became extremely restrained, but that restraint was more like a precursor to an explosion.

As soon as I think of my own experience, and then connect with that bastard who can make people's lungs explode.

"Hehe." Zhong Yuan took a deep breath, clenched his fists and shouted, "That is definitely a fucking liar!!!!!! He will only bring your school girl to die for love!!! That mackerel bastard!"

Fujimaru Tachika projected a sword in a flash, and was about to go out with it: "Don't move around here, I'm going to kill someone, and I'll come back after I go."

At this time, Zhongyuan Zhong also calmed down first.

"This won't work, neither the boss nor the Armed Detective Agency will let you succeed."

The young man with black hair and blue eyes was called to a halt. He checked the blade in his hand while listening to him. After listening, he flicked the blade of the sword with his fingers. See how scary it is: "I can't tell, Zhongzhong."

Nakahara also believed for a moment that as long as it was something Fujimaru Tatsuka wanted to do, he would be able to do it, even if he wanted to fight against the powerful port mafia and the armed detective agency that should not be underestimated.

"What are you worried about?" At this time, Getia's cold tone woke him up from his thoughts, "He won't turn against you until he earns money from your port Mafia, what are you afraid of."

Nakahara Chuya: ...

Although this reason is very strange, Gaetia has said so, and his heart is a little relieved.

"Thanks... Forget it, I'll go with you." He rubbed the back of his head vigorously through the hat, and finally came to such a conclusion.

Fujimaru Tachika gave full play to her empathy: "Is it okay? Didn't it mean that your relationship has always been delicate."

After all, he shoulders the position of the mafia of the port. If he does such a thing rashly, it is very likely to become a trigger for the conflict between the two sides, and it may even be caught by someone with a heart.

Zhongya Nakahara replied: "You also need someone who is most familiar with Yokohama to remind you of what you can do and what you can't do at all times, right? I am the most suitable here, and you have no choice."

Fujimaru Tachika obtained some information about Osamu Dazai from him, and it can be seen that he was not at ease about his action this time, trying to act as a safety bolt or a safety rope.

"At that time, you only need to stand on the outermost edge, preferably in a slightly hidden place, yes, stand according to the monitoring position that your port mafia likes." Fujimaru Tachika said so, and began to create a monitor to monitor Yokohama The emissary came.

It's going to be a battle of wits...

The young man thought nonchalantly, it's a pity that there are bugs like clairvoyance on his side, and there are only three of them.

Use bugs to deal with bugs, this is the truth.

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The news that a building collapsed in the port mafia cannot be concealed no matter what, because the building is there, and you can know what's going on by counting it.

However, it depends on what mafia means when you read the newspaper.

Atsushi Nakajima pinched the newspaper, and couldn't bear the bandage man's gloating laughter: "Mr. Dazai! This is not the time to laugh at something like this!"

"Well, that's right!" Dazai Osamu responded very readily, his smile narrowed, he opened the newspaper, looked carefully at the photos, and commented from time to time, "'It's a miracle that no one was injured or killed. Miracle' and the like, although I want to say this, but it's really not the time to laugh, let me see... Well, it's definitely that guy's handwriting, but is it such a large scale...? Or did you absorb it again? New abilities..."

The series of analyzes seemed to be specially for the teenagers, but Atsushi Nakajima couldn't keep up with his thinking rhythm and was quickly thrown off.

After about a few minutes, the bandaged youth crumpled up the newspaper and threw it into the trash can.

"Young man—" Osamu Dazai hooked his fingers at Atsushi Nakajima and drew out the tone, "Come here."

The white-haired boy walked over obediently, but his expression was helpless: "Mr. Kunikida has already said about borrowing money, it is absolutely not allowed, especially if you use it to die in love with a woman."

"Ah, put that aside for now, I have other things to confirm." The young man narrowed his eyes and smiled meaningfully, "Someone will probably come to me later, please pretend to be Don't know me."

"Huh? Who will come to find Mr. Dazai... Could it be that he was found out for molesting a young girl?" Nakajima Atsushi had a broken expression and wanted to see him in prison.

Osamu Dazai shook his finger and announced a name: "Fujimaru Tachika."

Of course he still remembered the name. After returning from being a guest at the publishing house that day, Osamu Dazai asked the people he had met recently who left a deep impression on him, among them were Tachika Fujimaru and Getia.

After such an emphasis, Nakajima Atsushi also recalled the meaningful voice when Fujimaru Tateka recited the name Osamu Dazai.

"Could it be Mr. Dazai's enemy?" he asked.

The young man who was undoing the bandage on his head paused for a while, and said in an ethereal tone: "It would be fine if that was the case. I have to say, Gaetia...is really an interesting name."

After speaking, he returned to his previous rough appearance.

"It's none of my business that they are looking for Dazai Zhi?" The young man bent his kite-colored eyes and made up his name without hesitation.