Complete Survival Manual

The frosted glass door of the convenience store slid open automatically, and Atsushi Nakajima walked out of the convenience store carrying a plastic bag.

The dinner in the evening had just ended, and he was the one responsible for sending Ranpo Edogawa, the senior in the company, home.

Originally, he thought that this matter should be fairly simple. After all, according to the address given by Kunikida Doppo, Edogawa Ranpo lived not too far away, and it was within walking distance to go back.

This section of the road even passed the dormitory of the detective agency. After he finished seeing off his seniors, he could just follow the road back to the dormitory. This place for dinner can be said to be very considerate.But soon, he realized that he was still too naive before——

The way back was full of accidents, and this accident refers to the sudden instructions of Chaos.

For example, sudden requests such as "The famous detective now wants the marbles in the pop soda".

Atsushi Nakajima has a deep understanding of what is called the workplace. The road is full of trials.

[Satisfaction, now I have a house that can shelter from the wind and rain, and I can even eat tea and rice. Compared with before, this is already a life like heaven. ] Atsushi Nakajima thought of Dazai who gave him a new life, and was full of gratitude: [Mr. Dazai, he is actually a very gentle person. ]

With such thoughts in mind, Atsushi Nakajima felt that he was so lucky.

In the next second, Atsushi Nakajima saw the person he had just thought of.He blurted out in surprise, "Mr. Dazai?"

The other party was wearing a white windbreaker, standing in front of the vending machine at the entrance of the convenience store, thinking about something seriously.After hearing Atsushi Nakajima's voice, he paused for a moment before looking in Atsushi Nakajima's direction.

"Oh, what a coincidence to meet you here. Good evening, Dun-jun."

"Good evening, Mr. Dazai." Atsushi Nakajima greeted obediently, and then he asked curiously, "Is the date over, Mr. Dazai?"

"A date, maybe." The young man laughed as if he had heard something interesting, "Atsu-kun, is the dinner in the club over yet? Kunikida-kun entrusted Mr. Ranpo to you."

"Ah, yes," said Atsushi Nakajima, "I'm on my way home with Mr. Ranpo."

"This is a very important task, do it well, Dun-jun." After he finished his words of encouragement to the younger generation, his voice changed, "Speaking of which, Dun-jun came just in time."

Atsushi Nakajima: "?"

"Because I'm worrying about what drink to buy." His fingers dangled between coffee and oolong tea, "Although I really want coffee, but the excessive consumption of sex and sleep at night are somewhat conflicting. It is better to switch to oolong tea." Isn't it better? Or... hmm? Oden?"

Atsushi Nakajima gave his advice seriously, the young man pressed the buy button kindly, and two cans of oolong tea rolled out of the vending machine.

"I'll go back first," he yawned, his voice was a bit vague, "It's getting late, Dun Jun should go back to rest earlier."

"Okay, Dazai-san."

"See you tomorrow~"

Watching him go away, Atsushi Nakajima realized something was wrong.The little tiger leaned against the wall with a few bottles of soda in his arms and thought hard for a long time, but felt that everything was normal. In the end, he could only blame himself for being too nervous.

"It's so slow—Dun!"

"Ah, Mr. Ranpo!" He ran forward a few steps, and couldn't help but look back at the direction the person left.

[Could it be that Mr. Dazai needs help with something?Let's find a chance to ask Mr. Dazai tomorrow. ] Atsushi Nakajima couldn't help thinking, [If I could be of any help...] Thinking of this, he became depressed again.

He probably has no way to help anyone, and his existence will only continue to hurt others.

["Get out, idiot! Just find a place where you can lay your dead body on the street to benefit society."]

Atsushi Nakajima's expression became cold little by little, and he whispered to himself: "...I can't do anything."

[Isn't this the truth that I already understood? ]

………………

"I am back."

Tsushima, who didn't hear a response, raised his eyebrows and turned on the light in the living room.

"Well--"

Osamu Dazai, who was nestled on the sofa, moved and shrank himself deeper into the sofa, as if he could avoid the sudden glare of the light.

"So bright..."

Dazai Osamu's voice was a little hoarse, Tsushima walked to the sofa and squatted down, stuffing the bought things into his arms, "Here, I bought them for you."

Osamu Dazai frowned, lowering his eyes unwilling to open them.Tsushima sighed, and put his hands in front of his eyes, blocking part of the light for him.

"I met Atsushi Nakajima today. He is the younger generation you picked up." Tsushima said, "Atsushi Nakajima is so simple."

"Have you met him? Today is a dinner party in the club. In order to come back to see you, I turned down a rare group activity." Osamu Dazai couldn't get up his spirits. He lengthened the ending sound, and every syllable seemed light, "Why? It's not coffee, coffee coffee - I'm going to die without coffee - Tsushima-kun - your upgraded spicy curry is really stomach-melting spiciness, this is nothing like the one from three months ago A thing."

"The formula has been improved again, today is the first work." Tsushima said, "As for the coffee, have you been insomnia for two consecutive nights? I can feel it."

"Hey——" Osamu Dazai opened his eyes and got up with difficulty. He reluctantly twisted away the oolong tea and took a sip in disgust. Come to me, is there something else?"

Tsushima: "There is a commission." He tilted his head and said meaningfully, "Because an old friend is involved again, I am considering whether to entrust part of the investigation to the detective agency."

The words "old friend" made Osamu Dazai's expression become subtle for a moment, and he reminded: "Recently, the wind and waves in Yokohama's port are a bit rough. When Tsushima-kun wants to do something, remember to pay attention to the weather."

Tsushima: "Where's the smuggling boat?"

Osamu Dazai: "It doesn't matter."

"Oh~" Tsushima laughed, "Then it doesn't matter on my side, I'll check it myself first, the detective agency may have some troubles of not being able to spare manpower in the near future - the detective agency has also recruited new people, that has a long life Do you have any intention of ending your professional activities?"

"Not at all." Osamu Dazai said, "Until now, no one has guessed my former occupation, and the bounties are piling up there. Kunikida-kun even suspected that they guessed it right, but I didn't admit it. Actually If they guess right, I won't deny it."

It was who he was, a part of him.

"The bounty may not be used." Tsushima clapped his hands together with a smile, "The detective agency and the port mafia will face each other head-on."

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai quickly understood, "There are external forces that broke the current situation in Yokohama."

"The other party is very high-profile." Tsushima said, "They directly issued a reward, and Dunjun is now a precious prey worth seven billion yuan."

"Dazai, the storm is coming."

The author has something to say: the timeline in the last chapter was indeed a bit sudden, and I checked myself later. Although the timeline had to be pushed quickly because of the needs of the plot, it was still too hasty.I didn't handle it well enough here, and the sense of fault in the last chapter seemed particularly abrupt.

Everyone seems to be very curious about what happened in the four years. There will be fragments in the follow-up plot to fill in the vacancy of the four years, which should be quite interesting.

………………感谢在2020-03-2800:57:39~2020-03-3123:59:06期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 shadow;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：树上的虫50瓶；null22瓶；九歌20瓶；柒柒、长樾10瓶；辻子、风微草阁、路上有你5瓶；淡色1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!