After becoming a wage earner in Yokohama

I was shocked by Osamu Dazai's words.

I, Yu Shiraki, have been single for 21 years. Today, out of nowhere, I have an extra boyfriend. This boyfriend's name is still Osamu Dazai.

I was so shocked that I forgot to refute.

"You-chan, what are we going to play later?" Osamu Dazai said in my ear affectionately.

I turned my head slightly uncomfortable.

Osamu Dazai was too close to me.I could clearly feel Osamu Dazai's breath hitting my exposed skin.

I feel that this action is really a bit dangerous. Before I could think of a way to push away Osamu Dazai without a trace, he suddenly let me go.

I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately Osamu Dazai let me go.

I didn't expect something more suffocating to come.

He took my hand and interlocked fingers.

I almost didn't come up in one breath, I tried to break free, but found that I couldn't break free at all.

I quietly approached Osamu Dazai, touched his arm, and signaled him to let go.

Osamu Dazai glanced at me with a smile, and clasped his hands tighter and tighter.

I:……

I smiled and looked at him, expressing my anger with my eyes.

You, Osamu Dazai, let me go right now, right now!

Fyodor Dostoevsky stood aside with his hands in his pockets.

He watched the interaction between Yu Shiraki and Osamu Dazai, and smiled inexplicably.

Regardless of whether the current Dazai Osamu is selfish or what, he suddenly wants to do something.

Fyodor Dostoevsky looked at Yu Shiraki, with a flash of interest in his eyes.

Then let's abduct Bai Muyu first.

"Yuko, so the man next to him with bandages all over his body is your boyfriend, sorry." Fyodor Dostoyevsky paused, then continued, "I'm meeting Yuko It's been so many times, but I haven't seen him mention it, I thought he was single."

I almost shed tears of approval when I heard Fyodor Dostoyevsky's words.But after Osamu Dazai pinched me hard, I shed tears of pain.

Osamu Dazai saw that my attention was all on my hands, and this time he looked up at Fyodor Dostoyevsky.

"Hey, you don't need to worry about that. You-chan is very shy, and usually he won't tell outsiders about it. We just had a quarrel two days ago, and You-chan naturally won't mention me." Said At this point, a trace of self-blame flashed in Dazai Osamu's eyes.

At this time, Osamu Dazai's iris eyes were full of melancholy, which coupled with his delicate face was even more heart-melting.He held my hand and trembled slightly, as if he was afraid of being abandoned.Osamu Dazai's current appearance will give people an illusion that if he does not forgive him, it will be a heinous crime.

Of course, this is just the perception of bystanders.

As for how it really feels.

I stood aside smiling and didn't want to talk.You can see that the corner of his mouth is raised 0.5 degrees, he is actually smiling.If you look at his trembling hand again, it's actually because I pinched him and it hurt.

As a party, I don't even want to complain.

Tired.

Fyodor Dostoevsky had to admit that Osamu Dazai's performance was quite good, and he wanted to applaud after seeing it.

It's just Osamu Dazai, please take a look at the shocked Shiraki Yukao next to you.

"So Yu-chan, can you forgive me today?" Osamu Dazai looked at me sadly.

At this time, there are more and more onlookers.The people passing by here all stopped when they saw this scene.

Someone in the crowd shouted, "Forgive him!"

The people around started booing: "Forgive him! Forgive him!"

I nearly choked on my own saliva.

Do you know what you are talking about, I have nothing to do with him, why should I forgive him?

Osamu Dazai glanced at the people around him apologetically, and said in a gentle voice, "Sorry, I made you laugh, I took Yuko and left first."

After speaking, Osamu Dazai pulled me away from this place surrounded by crowds.

I was taken away before I could say goodbye to Fyodor Dostoevsky.

I had to wave to him, not knowing whether Fyodor Dostoevsky saw it or not.

Fyodor Dostoevsky watched them leave with a slight sigh.

This is your purpose.

How should I put it, as expected of you Dazai Osamu.

Fyodor Dostoyevsky looked up at the sky, saw that it was not early, and it was time to go back.He already knew almost everything he wanted to know today.It's more interesting to go back and make a plan and add some chaos to Osamu Dazai.

Fyodor Dostoyevsky straightened the hat on his head, and tidied up the clothes that had become a little messy just playing with the big pendulum.

He glanced at the crowd and found that their attention was on the person who had just left, so he prepared to leave with confidence.

Don't leave now, waiting to be watched?

Before he could take two steps, a person suddenly appeared in front of him and stopped him.

"Well, don't be sad. Where is my grass in the end of the world? Why bother to fall in love with that married one. Come on!" After finishing speaking, the man took out a tissue from his pocket and stuffed it into his hand, then quickly left here.

Fyodor Dostoevsky even doubted whether this was a navy army invited by Osamu Dazai.

He felt that he was not leaving now, that something terrible would happen later.

Sure enough, before he took two steps, the people around him looked over in unison.

Fyodor Dostoyevsky: ...fucking

I was led out of the crowd by Osamu Dazai, and followed him to this place.

My head is going to explode just thinking about what just happened.Before I could ask Osamu Dazai what was going on, Osamu Dazai interrupted me.

I looked at Dazai Osamu's face that suddenly approached, and my breathing was slightly stagnant.

His face is very close, and I can clearly see his curly eyelashes, his straight nose bridge, and his red and full lips...

I backed away slightly unconsciously, but the moment I raised my head, I looked into Dazai Osamu's kite-colored eyes.

I found that there seemed to be affection in his eyes, but if I looked carefully, I would find that there was nothing in his eyes, it was empty, terribly empty.

I blurted out, "Why is there nothing in your eyes?"

After I finished speaking, I felt something was wrong, why did I say such a sentence.

A gleam of light flashed in Dazai Osamu's eyes, and it disappeared so quickly that people couldn't catch it.

Osamu Dazai stood up straight, and he said casually: "Yuko, I can save your life. I'm afraid you don't know how dangerous that person was just now. If you are not careful, you may die unexpectedly. You said how dangerous you are. Didn't I tell you last time to keep you away from him? It seems Yuko didn't remember that."

I was taken aback when I heard it.It turned out that Fyodor Dostoevsky was the person he met on the road when he completed the commission last time?

"Yes, it seems Yuko has forgotten." Osamu Dazai sighed.

"Is...really? I thought he came to ask for directions when we first met." I was a little at a loss.

It turns out that I had so many interactions with such a dangerous character inadvertently?

When Osamu Dazai saw Bai Muyu like this, he knew that Fyodor Dostoevsky had been in contact with Bai Muyu for a while.

Let him guess, it should be that they have met many times.There may be many of them by chance, but definitely not every encounter is by chance.

Just like this time, Bai Muyou should have been tricked this time.Fyodor Dostoyevsky coming to the funfair?He might as well believe that slugs grow taller.

Fyodor Dostoyevsky should also be on the move by now, and he will definitely do something.

I'm in trouble...

Yu Shiraki, you are such a trouble.

I tried my best to recall the last entrustment.They seem to have met a strangely dressed person, because they just passed by without leaving any traces in their minds, and they didn't expect to meet them later.

So so many coincidences should not be a coincidence.

Gee, why didn't I remember it.

I'm just annoyed now.

I felt my hair being rubbed, I looked up at the person in front of me, but I still didn't escape.

I muttered: "Don't rub my hair, it's all messed up..."

Osamu Dazai smiled gently, but did not speak.

After returning home, Osamu Dazai turned on his phone and deleted the note on the top of the phone.He lay on the sofa, typed new words on the phone with his fingers, and pinned it to the top.

After finishing this, Osamu Dazai threw the phone aside and ignored it.

"Why is there nothing in your eyes?" Dazai Osamu said this sentence lightly.

Osamu Dazai raised his hand and held it tightly, as if he was about to grab something.

"Didi—" The phone vibrated on a plate.

Osamu Dazai didn't bother to take care of it, so he let it sit aside.

"Drip-"

"Drip-"

"Drip-"

The phone kept vibrating.

Osamu Dazai took the phone and was about to turn it off, when a message displayed on the screen instantly made him alert.

[Crime and Punishment: Hello everyone, you can call me Fei Jia.I also don't know how I joined this chat room, does anyone of you know? ]

Osamu Dazai stared at the news.Why is Fyodor Dostoyevsky here?How did he get into this chat room?

Tsk, things are getting more and more troublesome.

Because after the interview, there has been no news in the chat room for a long time.

"Drip-"

I was a little surprised, someone spoke in the chat room?

I took a look at the phone and found that there was a newcomer in the chat room.

Really surprised, I thought this chat room would never have new people coming.

I looked at the message sent by the newcomer, thought for a while, and began to type with my fingers.

[Yu, not Yuko: Welcome! ! ! ]

[Yu, not Yuko: I thought no one came to this group.Hello, you can call me Yu or Yuko, I don't know the conditions to enter this chat room, I also entered very suddenly. ]

Fyodor Dostoevsky on the other side almost laughed when he saw the reply.

Looks like he's been really lucky lately.

Fyodor Dostoevsky looked at the chat room with a slightly meaningful smile.

Look, isn't the next thing going to be a matter of course?

The author has something to say: QAQ

Didn't finish QAQ at [-] o'clock

I took the QAQ test this morning

I haven’t had a bye this week due to poor earnings, it’s pretty good QAQ

The drug list is also the list (lay flat)