I have special resignation skills

Bingsheng is a famous tourist attraction, it is safer than Yokohama, and because it is lucky to see mafia fighting next door to Yokohama, it is the first choice of many tourists.

Since it is called a tourist attraction, there are naturally countless scenic spots in parallel.

But people tonight don't come for that.

The woman in fine clothes bent down slightly, and said to the innocent little girl in front of her, "Mao, you don't want to run around anymore, you know?"

When the auction was about to start entering, Mao suddenly disappeared from under her nose. She was so frightened that she immediately turned on her phone and looked for her location. She didn't see the little red dot. Mao suddenly appeared again, with a Smile sweetly at her with a freshly folded flower.

This made her reluctant to reprimand the little girl any more.

"This will make me worry." Hongye lightly tapped Mao's little head as punishment.

Mao also knew she was wrong, she shook Hongye's hand and said coquettishly, "I'm sorry, sister fairy, I knew you would find me."

The fairy sister can conjure a pumpkin cart by casting a small spell with a wave of her hand, so the trivial matter of finding her may not require half a spell.

Momiji rubbed Mao's head affectionately, and helped her tidy up her curled blond hair.

Every time little Shino acts like a baby to her, she always thinks of Shino who doesn't know where she is now, and she wants to work hard to change Shino's fate.

But no matter if it's a side kick or a straight ball, Mao will say angrily [Even the fairy sister is not allowed to speak ill of Dad] and then ask Hongye to coax her.

Hongye thought that her actions might bring about a butterfly effect, but it might be because she was arrogant, and her butterfly wings couldn't even flap a little at the moment.

His thoughts wandered away, and the fluffy little heads under his hands suddenly left.

The little girl resolutely abandoned her and ran into the arms of the visitor.

Hongye couldn't help sighing that a child likes the new and dislikes the old, and then spit a few words about Osamu Dazai's cunning and cunning behind his back.

She shouldn't have agreed to let Dazai take Mao to play at that time, but now it's better, the little naughty girl who was originally just a little naughty girl has become a kitten who even plays with the grass on the roadside a few times.

Moreover, I don't know what method Dazai used, but Mao's interest in him is increasing day by day.Ever since the day she was returned by Dazai, she always asked her when she would go to play with Mr. Little Mermaid.

"Mr. Little Mermaid!" Little Mao changed her clothes. Originally, Hongye wanted Mao to wear a kimono, but she didn't like several famous shops in Bingsheng, so Mao still wore a one-piece suit exclusively for children. .

It just changed from a white bunny to a brown bear.Mao likes this dress very much and calls it Little Mission.

Osamu Dazai caught Mao who was flying towards him. The kid weighed nothing, as soft as cotton candy.

Little Mao whispered in his ear, "Mr. Little Mermaid, when will you tell me more about my growing up?"

Yes, Osamu Dazai shamelessly used a group photo to deceive the children that the two of them are good friends, and then successfully aroused the curiosity of the children with that fictional future of her.

This group photo was taken as a joke by Osamu Dazai at the time, and Shino never paid attention to these trivial matters and let him take the photo.

After all, children always like to hear the compliments from people who know their future self, and under Osamu Dazai's hype, Shino becomes more and more curious about his future self.

Osamu Dazai talked about the magical adventures with "Mao Watanabe" and often told himself that he couldn't help laughing, but Mao firmly believed in those unwarranted things.

This kid is so easy to deceive.

Hongye is used to hearing Mao's weird address to Dazai, but here is the first time he heard it.Chuya twitched the corners of his mouth, and looked at Dazai several times with a slanted face.

How much does this guy look like a mermaid? !You said it was a sea witch, right? ? ! !

Osamu Dazai noticed Chuya's eyes, and he said to Chuya as if he was about to vomit: "Chuya, don't stare at me with that disgusting gaze, I know you are obsessed..."

Before Dazai could finish speaking, Naka used the physical shut-up method to shut him up - he took several pastries and stuffed them into Dazai's mouth.

In Mao's memory, this was the first time she saw Chuya.

The little girl buried her face on Dazai's shoulder, only showing a pair of eyes to look at him: "Gulu Guji..."

Hongye walked beside Dazai, the entrance of the auction was still a bit noisy, she didn't hear Mao's voice.

Dazai, who was closest to Mao, felt it, and asked in confusion, "What did you just say, Mao?"

Shino raised her face, her pupils trembling, and she said, "Sea witch..."

Dazai looked at Zhongya, looked at him disdainfully and laughed, "Chuya, as we all know, children can't lie."

Hongye also heard their movements, she tilted her head slightly and said, "If it's a mermaid, wouldn't Nakaya's hair color be closer?" On the other hand, Mr. Osamu Dazai, whom Mao called the Little Mermaid...

"Hey, I don't want to look like a mermaid." Zhong also tugged on his tie obediently under Hongye's gaze, and tied it up again obediently.

Chuya's hair color is indeed very close to Ariel's, but the smart little Mao will not be fooled by the appearance, she can really feel that the other party's... the thick bones that seem to have crawled out of hell, with The unfinished muscle tissue, those empty eyes looking at her, and the well-defined finger bones are about to wrap around her and pull her into the darkness.

It was scary... Mao hugged Dazai's neck tightly, as if he could draw courage from him.

Compared to the cowardly little mermaid who doesn't want to kill the prince to get a new life...it's horrible...

Mission was held by Mao and was about to cut his neck.

"Mao?" Hongye carried Mao over, and wiped the sweat from her forehead with the handkerchief she carried with her.

Dazai Osamu, who was still joking with Chuya, slightly curved his lips. He probably knew where Watanabe Chuya's "lukewarm, disgust, and fear" emotions came from.

Because of Mao's extreme resistance to Chuya, they can only let Mao and Momiji share a private room, and Dazai and Chuya have a private room.

The whole building is hollow and cylindrical, and each private room is on the wall of the cylinder, surrounding the central auction item.

The private room is very luxurious. Not only tea and desserts are provided, but also a large projector to project the auction items on the stage. The first auction item is a vase, which is an antique according to the introduction. You can see every small pothole on it Clearly.

The appearance of this antique vase immediately stunned the audience.

There is a bell between the two soft seats, and each private room has its own number. As long as you are interested in bidding, just press and hold the bell and tell them the bidding price.

There are a total of one hundred samples in this auction, and their goal this time is to kill the person who bought number 99.

Hongye made a cup of tea and found that the quality of the tea here was not bad. Should it be said that the Akashi Zaibatsu is rich and powerful?

Mao recovered a little bit of energy, she was holding a piece of pastry that was too sweet to die for, biting into small bites.

Now on the stand is the third auction item. This is a beautifully crafted silk fan, which was bought at an auction in a country across the sea.It was finally taken by the bidder of Box No. 13.

The big brother with orange hair... Mao lowered his eyes, his aura is very special, one side is white and the other is black, the two pull each other to maintain a wonderful balance.

But... Recalling the look at him just now, the cobalt blue eyes were as sharp as unpolished gems, and there was a continuous stream of malice visible to the naked eye spreading around him, like a surging semi-liquid black mist, screaming crazily Trying to swallow her up.

Mao shook his hand, and the pastry rolled down on the carpet.

Another private room.

Osamu Dazai ate and drank leisurely on the chair, and commented on the auction items from time to time.

Unbearable, Zhong Ye uttered: "Shut up, please!" Why are you talking so much nonsense if you don't buy it? !

"Not good." Dazai and Nakahara Chuya surprisingly agreed.They both thought that being in the same room with each other was the most horrific form of torture.

"Okay, okay, be quiet." Dazai pushed the grilled sausage he ordered to Chuya.

The latter was annoyed: "Do you think I'm a dog! And why is there such a thing as grilled sausage in such a high-end place?"

Dazai frowned, and pointed out Chuya's mistake sternly: "Chuya can't change attributes casually, and don't make clumsy imitations if you don't have glasses."

Nakahara Chuya: ...

The chandelier in the private room is dark yellow as a whole, and the color of the light can be adjusted, but they didn't really come to bid, and they didn't bother to care whether the light was yellow or white.So let it stay in the original state.

I had lighted incense, but Dazai extinguished it.

"Chuya." Dazai whispered, playing with the bandage wrapped around his hand, "Do you know why Watanabe always treats you like this?"