I have special resignation skills

The night was dark.

Mao took Dazai and ran up the stone steps leading to the shrine on the mountain.

The only sound in the quiet air is the rattling of shoe soles and stone surfaces.

The shrine is on the top of the mountain, and Shino's physical strength is not enough to support her to reach it.But Mao's destination is not the top of the mountain either.

Just between the top and the mountainside, Mao turned a corner and walked into an unpaved path.

Passing a few bushes of lush dwarf firs, the vision suddenly opened up, and the frightened wild cats meowed and jumped into the bushes.

Before Dazai could take a closer look at what was so special about this place, Mao pulled him onto a big rock.

She didn't explain either, and she didn't wipe her temples wet with sweat, she just raised her bright eyes and pointed to the distant sky: "Look!"

Dazai looked over and saw only a dark sky.

Mao gently counted down: "3., 2..."

The last number is like an instruction, engulfed in loud chirps and gorgeous fireworks.There is no gap between the fireworks one after another, almost occupying half of the sky, half of which is as bright as daytime, and the other half is normal black.

Bright fireworks bloomed on the black screen, and the flashes of light were like small meteors piercing the sky.After falling, it immediately dissipated in the sky.

The towns below the mountain have not yet fallen asleep, and people are curiously looking at the fireworks in the sky for no reason.

According to the gorgeous and gorgeous appearance, it is estimated that it is not cheap, and it can catch up with the highlight of the summer festival fireworks festival.

I don't know it's that rich man who spends a lot of money again.

As soon as he got home, Odasaku looked up, and was caught off guard by the children who rushed out to watch the fireworks. The store manager, as an accomplice, also stood at the door smiling and watched Odasaku being thrown down by several children.

Holding the steering wheel in his hand, An Wu accidentally saw the fireworks among the tall buildings. He took off a communicator, and let the sound fill his ears and restless heart.

"Hey, Senior Anwu, are you listening?" The other ear received the subordinate's message.

Anwu withdrew his staring gaze, put on the earphones again, and stepped on the accelerator when the green light turned on.The man's sharp eyes looked forward through the eye socket glasses, and he said firmly: "Okay, I understand!"

Living in this world, there are always things that you don't want to be done that have to be done by you.At that time, you need to calm down, think carefully, and then run to the path you choose without hesitation.

When the last drop of flame is also hidden among the clouds, the sky returns to wabi silence.

Mao turned his head to look at him, his beautiful eyes were bent, and the fundus of his eyes were as pure as if they had been washed by rain.

She looked up at him with a brisk tone: "Do you like it?"

The girl gave him a gift that bloomed in the sky.

With a twitch of the streamer's ribbon, the beating heart that was full of gloom and hiding under the ribs felt a tremor that was about to explode after a long absence.

This is a frequency that has never appeared even if he was handcuffed and tortured in the enemy's basement.

A strange and novel feeling, like a weak but tough flower bone or a shaking but unquenchable small flame.

Holding Mao's hand firmly with his right hand, he suddenly started to feel scared again.Obviously the girl's warm hand was still in his.

He... found that things were not what he expected for the first time.

This matter was wrong from the very beginning, from when he leaned against the door frame and saw the girl looking up at the sun, from when he pushed her out again and again as bait...

I don't know where to start, from boredom to habit.

I am used to thinking about how and what posture she will use to save him before entering the water, and then say [Let's go, go to perform the mission].

Mao is always tolerant to others, and always has a friendly and gentle smile on his young face.And because of this, she is loved by her subordinates and loved by her superiors.

But Osamu Dazai didn't like her being treated like this.He wants to ask for more from the unattainable sun, wants to pull her down, wants her to fall, wants her to sink.

He became greedy, and he wanted her to relieve his loneliness.He wanted to drag her out of this hypocritical world together.

"Like it." He replied.

Mao's eyelashes fluttered, and she felt an inexplicable chill.

Unlike when he came here, Dazai remembered the direction clearly during the rampage just now.He didn't let go of Mao's hand, instead he turned around and walked towards the stone steps that had been built.

Their steps are very slow.

Dazai said that on purpose.He knows how to coax any girl, as long as a few words that are not sincere, he can lure out everything the other party knows.

Shino is also a little girl, although she is a little harder to deceive than ordinary girls, but as long as he was a miserly person or pretended to be fine, he continued to prevaricate.With Mao's "sense of justice" that she didn't know where to learn, she would definitely care about him, like worrying about a kitten with a sloping foot, or a passerby with a broken bone.

He hates it.

Something is starting to spin out of control, the derailed train has no way of getting back on track, it's headlong into the fog.

Sure enough, Mao left, and Dazai knew that she was looking for Vongola's Judaime, because he was her friend.

Pengo Li's ten generations value love and righteousness. All his battles are for his family and partners. In his eyes, partners absolutely value interests.Contrary to the teachings of the new Vengley, Hong Kong and Hei are existences where even the bosses are slaves of the organization, and every small step they take is for the benefit of the organization.

Sawada is someone Mao admires, the kind of person with a sincere heart.

Dazai had no doubts that she would stay and never come back.

When the clogs finally stepped on the stone, Mao jumped up a few steps, turned around and had a box in his hand as if by magic.

For some reason, she always had difficulty expressing herself in front of Dazai.This man was a strange person, and there was always a secret scrutiny in his eyes, as if he had seen through her.

"Give it to you." Always take the first step, and now that you have decided, you must do it.

Dazai looked at the girl under the lamp, she stopped smiling, but even the tangled eyes were still cute.

Slightly pursing his lips, his eyes looked over unabashedly.

Inside the box is a pair of French opal cufflinks in rich color and texture.The natural beauty does not need artificial lighting, and the street lights alone are like gems lying in red velvet to be dedicated to the royal family.

The girl turned her back to the light and sang to the cicadas, she said.

"Osamu Dazai, am I your friend?" She paused, and then asked, "Can we be friends?"

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and the rustling of the leaves by the night wind was particularly noticeable.

A smile that Shino had never seen appeared on Osamu Dazai's face.He smiled, there was a faint light in his eyes, like an ordinary person encountering happy things, he just laughed out like this.

a long time.He opened his arms, raised his head slightly and said to the girl, "Why don't you give me a friendly hug?"

Mao walked down, she didn't think there was anything wrong, and she couldn't wait to show the joy that Dazai was her friend from today onwards.

What she could do, she succeeded.

The girl's hair fluffed against his neck, and he held Mao's thin shoulders.The slender neck was right in front of his eyes, he didn't even need to use the blade in his hand, he could bite off the throat of the defenseless cub with just a small turn of his head.

Presumably, Mr. Mori is also very happy to see the result, after all, he is an excellent leader who directly suppressed Maou regardless of his old feelings after he let Maou go and win.Ah, excellent slave.

Right now, she was defenseless in his arms.

Dazai's murderous heart seemed to be dead, or it was filled with something else when he wasn't paying attention.

He retracted the sharp blade between his fingers.

Mao once thought that Dazai was a combination of troubles and contradictions with black lines.But when her hand touched the boy's shoulder blade, she felt that slight tremor.

The stiffness of the body was instantly relieved.Mao stroked Dazai's back lightly and softly, as if coaxing a child.

She suddenly realized.It turns out that Osamu Dazai can also be loved.

……

After that day, Mao got busy again.And the bomb incident started by Dazai gradually became clear.

The policy adopted this time is team tactics, and Maou hardly needs to make a move. After Hirotsu Liunang bounced the door open, a group of subordinates rushed in with their guns in hand, and half of the work was done.

While his subordinates were carrying the stolen goods, Mao and Hirotsu stood aside.

When Guangjin turned his head, he could see the girl's steady eyes.

He couldn't help but think of the pale and thin little girl in the wheelchair.

Although Hirotsu was the leader of that incident, after bringing Mao back, the latter was handed over to Ozaki Koyo to teach.So in fact, there is not much intersection between them.

Quite miraculously, Guangjin saw the clearest bystander in the stage of the girl's growth.

Every time he was sent to join forces with Shino to perform missions, he was the one who watched the girl gradually change from a pool of calm stagnant water to the current appearance that she could take care of herself.

Now he can call out that address convincingly... "Master Mao."

"What's the matter, Mr. Hirotsu?"

Hirotsu is an old man in the mafia, and he understands the danger of that young man.Knowing that he didn't have the position to make irresponsible remarks, he still couldn't help reminding: "You...be careful, Mr. Dazai."

The existence that made countless creatures wandering in the dark fearful was not as simple as Mao thought.

Even if you eat with you with a smile, maybe the steak under your knife and fork was poisoned by him.

Even if the tiger restrains its paws, it cannot be a cat.

The rivalry among mafias is fierce.Today is a new star, tomorrow may be dust.

Not to mention that the opponent is that Dazai.

"Dazai..." Mao repeated the name in a low voice.

Careful about Dazai?

Osamu Dazai wants to deal with her?

Mao didn't doubt the possibility.

Just when she was about to analyze in depth habitually, she suddenly remembered that night.The night wind and the fragrance of flowers, the young man's slender chin resting on her shoulder.

Her fingers moved, and her thoughts stopped.

The two of them are no longer as concerned as before, they have a deeper bond, and this time, she is the first to take the first step.

Just imagine, if Hirotsu was talking about Dazai Osamu but Oda Sakunosuke, would she still think about how he would harm her.

Will not.

Mao thought, she should give Osamu Dazai basic trust.

trust as a friend.

So she shook her head with a smile, didn't say anything, just gave a normal response as if she heard Guangjin's words.

Hirotsu looked at Mao and shook his head, his expression changed as if he was about to say something.

Just at this moment, a series of funny sounds similar to a game mage launching an attack came out.

Mao took out his cell phone and connected the call.

"Hey."

I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone, and Shino's face paled visibly, and he was more helpless than panic and disbelief.

When Mao put down the phone and hung up, Hirotsu saw the caller on the communication interface.

[a Osamu Dazai]

"Really..." Guangjin didn't speak yet.

Shino ran to the side of the road, quickly opened the door and got into Hong Kong's special car.