After becoming a wage earner in Yokohama

At my own expense, I took everyone from the Armed Detective Agency and Mr. Nakahara to go to the hot spring under the name of the gh company to enjoy the joy of life (money).

When we arrived at the hot spring after a few hours of long-distance driving, my smile gradually froze.

I looked at a big mountain in front of me and fell into deep thought.

Why is it in a deep mountain? If not, I still have to climb up. If you are physically weak, you can’t do it. Hey.

I and the others looked at each other, speechless.

I suddenly thought of something, Osamu Dazai smiled at me, and I smiled back.

Consensus was successfully reached.

Osamu Dazai and I looked at Chuya Nakahara, who was standing idly by, with a bright smile on his face.

Nakahara looked at our smile and felt chills, "Dead mackerel, don't laugh so disgustingly, please? And Yuko, don't learn from this dead mackerel!"

I was not angry when I was called Yuko, it was just because I asked for something.

It's definitely not that I'm used to being called Yuko often recently, absolutely not!

I rubbed my hands together and tried to open my 24k Bulling Bulling's big eyes to look at Chuya Nakahara, trying to let him see my sincerity and desire.

"Mr. Zhongyuan, can I trouble you with something?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt a chill behind him, and had a bad premonition.

"Can you take me up there with supernatural powers?" I whispered more and more.

The surrounding air suddenly became quieter.

Most afraid of the air becoming quiet.

Zhongyuan Zhong also heard this sentence and was speechless for a long time, "Go to hell with me, and go climb the mountain honestly!"

I'm a little sad, as if I failed.

"Mr. Zhongyuan, are you tired? Are you thirsty, Mr. Zhongyuan? Are you hungry, Mr. Zhongyuan?" I asked worriedly.

Zhongyuan Zhong also gritted his teeth and replied, "Shut up, thank you."

I hung my head in disappointment, ah, I'm so sad that I can't help.

But the scenery in the sky is really good.

Time passed slowly, and the sun moved to the center.

Osamu Dazai gasped for breath while holding on to a tree, looked up, and saw that I was playing games leisurely in the sky, not only did I feel sad from it.

He tried to influence the hard-hearted Chuya Nakahara, "Good Mr. Nakahara, can you let me float up too?"

"roll."

I was in awe in heaven, great, really great.You can see that the meaning of this rolling character is far-reaching. It not only reflects Mr. Zhongyuan's indifferent mood, but also reflects Mr. Zhongyuan's helpless mood. In order to prevent this kind of behavior, Mr. Zhongyuan had no choice but to harden his heart and reject him.

Ah, as expected of the most conscientious Mr. Nakahara.

I took a sip of Coke and exclaimed.

Well, actually Mr. Dazai Osamu's ability is [Disqualification in the World], and the ability is invalidated.

Why do I know because I am now forced to descend and hang from a tree.

Tsk, Mr. Zhong Yuan beat him hard, don't show mercy, I'll cover the medical expenses.

After many hardships (?), we finally reached the top of the mountain and saw the hotel.

I put down my luggage and took a breath, "I'm so exhausted, I will never climb such a high mountain again."

"Shut up, you who haven't taken a step." xN

Sigh again, Mr. Nakahara is the best person in the world!

Even if he is a 1.6-meter petite man, he can't hide the golden light in his heart.

Mr. Nakahara Saigao!

I knocked on the hotel door and waited for someone to open it.

I looked around, the surrounding environment was cool and cool, and the door of the hotel was still closed at this time.

Wait, why is a hotel in a tourist area still closed?

I'm afraid I stumbled into some weird occasion, right?

Suddenly someone from behind tapped me on the shoulder, "Hey, handsome, what are you doing here?"

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

"I'm just saying hello to you, why did you hit me?" An aggrieved voice sounded.

I heard this and slowly opened my eyes, ah, it's a person.

Fortunately, he was alone.

I looked at the person in front of me and felt a little familiar. I looked at him carefully and tried to identify him.

The man rubbed his eyes, and said in a complaining tone, "You turned your back on me so quickly, don't you remember me? Let me remind you a little, I'll be there soon!"

The people eating melons next to them opened their eyes wide in an instant, there are melons.

I remembered it soon after I heard it, and I suddenly realized: "So it's you, where's your beard?"

He touched his head in embarrassment, and suddenly remembered that he had no hair, so he put down his hand slowly, "Isn't this a new job? The boss asked us to have a good appearance and spirit, so I put my beard and hair together Shaved." After finishing speaking, he sighed.

I'm a little sad, it's so pitiful.

"Then you are the owner of this hotel now?" I changed the topic to prevent him from crying sadly.

"Yes, I'm an agent, mainly because I didn't compete with others, so I was sent here to be the agent owner of the hotel." He was a little sad when he said this.

I nodded thoughtfully, "I'm a customer here, isn't this giving you business achievements?"

He opened his eyes wide, "So you are one of those idiots, not me..."

I narrowed my eyes dangerously.

I feel offended that I have evidence.

He touched his head in embarrassment, trying to change the subject, "I mean you are welcome to come here, quickly, come inside."

I took a deep look at him and followed him to discuss the subject.

He took us to the hotel room, suddenly he thought of something, and instantly stiffened his body.

"Now there is a problem. There are only ten rooms in this hotel. You have booked half of them, and the other person has booked half of them. So, how many of you have to share one room now." His voice became weaker and weaker.

At this time the air was quiet again.

A group of us squatted at the door of the room and stared at a lottery bucket.

I took a deep breath and drew out a lottery first.

is white.

Five rooms, one for the three girls, and four rooms left.

Twelve people, three women and nine men.

Two two two three.

So who's rooming with me?

The atmosphere was still very dignified, and they all grabbed a lottery in their hands.

They were pulled out slowly.

Two whites, two reds, two blues, two greens.

Wait, white is triple?

I looked at the drawn white check and fell silent.

"Why would I live with a dead slug?"

"Why would I live with a dead mackerel?"

I don't know why I live with you.

If only I could come again...

Forget it, climbing the mountain is tiring, so be it.

Everyone who walked past me looked at me with pity, patted me on the shoulder sympathetically, and then left here gracefully.

Look how happy they are when they leave.

I am sad.

I entered the room between them.

Because they said they didn't want to go in with each other.

Then you go in one after the other!

"I don't want to get behind dead slugs/dead mackerel!"

Stop it, I regret it.

After all the hard work, I finally made my bed and assembled with others in the lobby.

Stop talking, I'm so tired.

But Mr. Nakahara is really virtuous.

As expected of Mr. Nakahara.

Mr. Nakahara Saigao!

I looked expectantly at the quick man, "Where is the hotel's hot spring?"

The man froze for a moment, then froze.

Grass (a type of plant), why!