Before today's business ended, two special guests came, one was a silver-haired middle-aged man with awe-inspiring temperament, and the other was a black-haired young man with an innocent demeanor.

Their mode of getting along is not only like companions, but also like guardians and wards.At first, the young man passing by by chance caught a glimpse of today's main dessert macaron in the window, and Cheng saw him grabbing the sleeve of the older man through the glass. of the elderly.

"I'm gonna start now!"

After the young man got the snack box, he couldn't wait to unpack it, and the silver-haired man who changed his identity into a guardian quickly stopped him.

"Ranbu, don't do such a rude thing!"

"It's etiquette to taste it right away, like ramen."

Feeling that the tableware was too troublesome, Edogawa Ranpo directly picked up a macaron with his fingers and put it in his mouth.

"It's okay, sir...here." Kawasaki Sumire handed the clean tissue to Ranpo, "If it's convenient, can you tell me how you feel?"

"Look, my sister also said it's okay."

Edogawa Ranpo quickly finished the rest, took the tissue and casually wiped his fingers a few times, showing a thoughtful expression.

"Hmm... the taste is my favorite type, but isn't it a bit too boring?"

"What do you mean by boring?"

"The pink macarons are filled with strawberry jam, the green ones are made of matcha sauce, and the chocolate ones are, as expected, chocolate sauce. I don't like this kind of routine."

"Random!"

"It turns out that it has indeed lost its freshness."

Cheng carefully recorded Luanbu's unconstrained ideas in his work notes.

"However, if we don't distinguish in this way, it will be difficult for some customers to decide which type they want to buy... How about this, next time you come here, we will give you a random flavor that even the creator doesn't know how to match How about macarons?"

"that would be great!"

Ranpo was happy from the bottom of his heart, but Fukuzawa Yukichi couldn't help but give Cheng another look of "I'm bringing you trouble".

After Edogawa who said "Sister! I will come again next time!" walked away in a wild step, another young man of similar age but calmer walked in.

Cheng was resting his chin on his back, recording accounts with the other hand, and raised his face to greet the visitor.

"Is work over, Oda-san?"

"As usual, it's all piecemeal and difficult to deal with." Oda Sakunosuke rubbed the space between his brows, "Then, it's the same as usual, two for each."

"How is Sakule?" Wrapping up, she asked about the only girl among the five children brought up by Oda Saku, "I said last time that she had a fight with the little boys, is there any reconciliation? "

"Speaking of this, after asking, I found out that the dim sum was stolen, and I was so angry because no one was willing to admit it...but it was reconciled after a day."

He sighed.

"Women are so difficult to understand, even for such a small child."

"Then let's prepare an extra copy for Sakule today." Before Oda Tsukuru said his refusal, Cheng explained, "It's a thank you for lending me the book."

When she mentioned that story, she couldn't help but worry about it again.

"It's a pity that the ending page of the second volume is lost..."

Odasaku paused slightly, and asked seemingly unintentionally.

"What kind of ending will Ms. Kawasaki have in mind?"

"my words……"

Chung turned her head to think for a while, then smiled at Odasaku.

"Maybe it's not a comedy, but it's not purely a tragedy... I think it will be an ending where everyone can find their own meaning of existence.

The type of work undertaken by Akutagawa Ryunosuke, even in Hong Kong and black, belongs to the cruelest category. At this time, he has not yet become the famous and dangerous person in the future, but Akutagawa Ryunosuke walking on the streets of Yokohama , doesn't look like just a gloomy teenager either.

He never restrained the smell of blood on his body. Before people knew about him, their sense of crisis as a creature issued warnings of "high risk" and "avoidance".

But there are always exceptions to everything.

At least Kawasaki Summi doesn't seem to have that nerve at all.

"Akutagawa-kun! Akutagawa-kun!"

Seeing Akutagawa Ryunosuke from a distance, Summi jogged to catch up, panting because he was carrying a lot of things, and his face was stained a little red after exercise.

"...Miss Cheng?"

"Accidentally bought too much today, the refrigerator doesn't have that much space, and Dazai said that he can't come back for dinner, and he's worried that no one will solve the food together... Phew——"

Cheng took a deep breath, and finally managed to catch his breath, looking at the boy with bright eyes.

"It's great to meet you here!"

After Cheng took out the key to open the door, Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who had carried two bags of fresh vegetables at some point, suddenly realized that he had not been able to refuse Cheng's request.

"Miss Cheng, I really want to go back..."

"No way." The woman showed obvious disappointment, "I will prepare dinner soon, Akutagawa-kun, I'm serious...isn't that okay?"

Now even Akutagawa couldn't say anything to refuse.

So Cheng thoughtfully prepared tea and snacks for Akutagawa who was resting in the living room, and then walked into the kitchen happily.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke was sitting outside, his gaze fell on the TV screen blankly, and he found that all the incompatibility that once made him feel at a loss was gradually becoming thinner.He still feels uneasy about it, probably because it's so comfortable and natural to follow this inertia, like sinking into a soft place.

At this time, his gaze was clearly directed elsewhere, but his attention couldn't help but go to the kitchen... Xiang Chengpiao.He heard her footsteps, she turned on the faucet, her voice was still clear in the sound of water, she was humming the song that Osamu Dazai liked, with a strange tune.

"One person can't die for love~two people can~"

This kind of weird and ominous lyrics was sung by Kawasaki like some kind of nursery rhyme ditty, besides, she also changed the lyrics on a whim.

"What is Dazai Osamu~ Dazai Osamu is a lazy jellyfish and a melancholy bird~ Then what is Akutagawa-kun..."

Cheng stopped here, and Akutagawa Ryunosuke's heart paused heavily.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke, once regarded as a heartless dog, is now a blood-stained gun in Hong Kong, he is a symbol of blood, he is almost equivalent to violence itself, he is——

Cheng seemed to have thought of the lyrics suddenly, and continued humming.

"Akutagawa-kun is ~the gentle snow and the lonely star~"

--thump.

The heartbeat at this moment was terrifyingly clear.

The last time he felt such a heavy presence in his heart was the moment when his companion was killed, that memory filled his once empty chest with anger... But what was it this time, he still couldn't figure it out.

That is something only Miss Cheng knows.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa felt this inexplicably, and he stood up unconsciously.

He thought, if he came to Cheng's side now, she would probably be surprised first, after that, she would smile to herself, and finally...she might tell him the answer to this question.

The sound of the key turning suddenly came from the outside. Akutagawa, who was interrupted from thinking, was startled, and subconsciously walked towards the door.

"A Cheng..."

The person who opened the door was Osamu Dazai, and the first second his eyes caught Akutagawa Ryunosuke, the joy and warmth inside disappeared instantly.

"Ah, you are here, Akutagawa-kun."

Those cold, dark colors that seemed to see everything slowly seeped out from Dazai's pupils.

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