Get rid of the crumb boss and go back to your hometown to get married

As an idle young man who sometimes gets melancholy and checks the mailbox several times in an attempt to find fun in it, Osamu Dazai feels that his popularity is not bad.Anyway, he is definitely not an annoying guy... Well, maybe Kunikida-kun will have some objections, but that's not important, a gentleman can be bullied, and it doesn't matter if he can be stronger.

It is precisely because he knows that the Armed Detective Agency will never give up the style of any of his companions, so he is worried that no one will come to pick him up from prison.

Cough cough, I am definitely not frightened by this unexpected state, they will definitely come, just afraid of any accidents on the road.Oh, after all, not everyone can be as smart as himself, borrowing from Mr. Ranpo's point of view-as a smart person, it is right to forgive and tolerate the stupidity of ordinary people.

So he was worried that the "hound dog" who had lost its leader would turn into a mad dog and bite the detective agency, so that he couldn't help it. "Hound dogs" are people who rely on surgery to master and enhance their supernatural abilities. In terms of their minds, they may be more distorted than ordinary superhumans.

He respected those real soldiers, but did not abandon reasonable doubt.

Tsk, in short, I am definitely a popular and handsome man, and I will never be hated so much that no one will come to visit me even when I leave the prison!

If you don't come, people will cry!

——Don't look at the calmness on the face, the sensitive and fragile heart is only a line away from crying.

Goncharov stood on the shoulders of the stone giant and looked down at the ground. The tall and thin man with black hair was the target that his master ordered to kill. Standing beside him was a woman wearing a long dress and a French hat.She looks gentle and quiet, and her gestures are full of the subtle beauty of the East like a work of art.

According to the intelligence, Osamu Dazai is a romantic man who has caused countless love debts. It seems that this is one of them.I don't regret being able to go to the underworld with such a beauty.The Russian looked down at a man and a woman on the ground, his eyes full of pity, he raised his palms and fingers together suddenly, controlling the sudden gathering and squeezing of rock and soil.

"No, it's troublesome now..." A drop of cold sweat dripped from the forehead of the black-haired young man.This guy is Fyodor's diehard loyalist, and Dazai felt that it was not very good for the devil to arrange him here.

Kaoru was startled by the sudden "living" stones, and dodged backwards to avoid the broken pieces of falling rocks, looked up and glared at Goncharov sitting on the giant's shoulders: "Do you still have a sense of public morality! "

High-altitude parabolic is a no-brainer!

"Poor lady, may God forgive your sin."

Master Fyodor wants Dazai to die, even if it affects innocent people. If he wants to resent, he will resent the bad luck.

He manipulated tons of yellow-brown rock and soil to smash down on his head, determined to complete his mission.A hill was smashed out of the ground, and he felt satisfied from the bottom of his heart looking at this "masterpiece".

It is a great honor to be able to fulfill the wish of the owner.

Rock and soil collapsed and poured all over the ground, and there was nothing but the sound of falling rocks.

"Let me see how it goes..."

Killing [Disqualification in the World], the only person with anti-alien ability, would greatly weaken Yokohama's civil defense force. Dostoevsky gave the death order before evacuating, and he certainly remembered it in his heart.The last time he lost at the hands of human tigers and evil dogs, he will be ashamed now!

The rocks and hard soil automatically condensed and moved aside, leaving the ground empty.

"Huh?! As expected of Osamu Dazai, who even the master fears!"

He muttered to himself and rummaged through every corner covered by rock and soil, but found nothing.

How can it be?That man is surrounded by only an overly beautiful and weak woman and nothing else, could it be that...

"What is it? Excuse me, are you looking for me?" The joking voice almost stuck behind his ears, and Goncharov suddenly turned his head and bumped into the oncoming fist.

There was a crisp sound of bone cracking, and Goncharov, who had received Dazai's eight punches, was dispelled. The giant made of rocks and soil shattered instantly, and he also fell down and fell into a coma.

"Next~" Protected by the cherry-colored skeleton skeleton to avoid falling rocks, the black-haired young man clasped his hands together and raised one leg backwards in a very girlish way: "Miss, please allow me to invite you to dinner to show my gratitude?"

Dazai-kun's father...does anyone know him so well?The father and son's personalities are very different, but there is also an inexplicable similarity, which makes Kaoru want to laugh.She dismissed Susano with a wave of her hand, and declined his invitation by the way: "No need, it's just a matter of little effort, don't you want to send you to the police station?"

He pursed his lips and smiled, with a bit of childish sweetness: "It's a pity that you didn't give me a chance to thank you?"

The young man walked around her with his long legs, and when he returned to the front again, his knees softened and he knelt on one knee. He quickly pulled Ah Xun up and clenched his right hand, and drew a circle on her palm vaguely with his fingers: "like a white lotus." Gentle, beautiful and intoxicating lady, your long hair binds my heart tightly. May I ask, are you willing to die in love with me~"

"Uh...what?"

Facing such an unexpected situation, she didn't know how to react, so she raised her left hand and slapped the other person's forehead to test the temperature: "Isn't it burnt?"

"No fever! No confusion at all! Miss, your dazzling vitality fascinates me!"

He talked more and more vigorously, and he was overjoyed by the confusion in her eyes.

Her supernatural ability is too weird, and only by direct contact to trigger [Disqualification in the World] can she barely control it...

Dazai was not killed on the spot because of his own blessing in another world line. If it wasn't for the fear that "Dazai-kun" would once again live on the street and fall into Dr. Mori's hands, Kaoru would definitely have him understand the word "regret" instantly How to write.

"Please let go! Otherwise I will..."

"Dazai you idiot!"

Two voices sounded at the same time, and the woman angrily refused to go with Kunikida Doppo and roared even more angrily, almost blowing the tall and thin young man away.In the next second, the ideal hand grasped someone's neckline and dragged the rogue away. The silver-haired elder calmly walked up to the "victim" amidst the noise of beatings and bowed his head to apologize.

"I'm sorry, the words and deeds of the members of the agency are rude to you. As long as it is within the scope of morality, you can make any request, and the Armed Detective Agency will do its best to ask for your forgiveness."

He waited for a while, but without any response, he secretly looked up at the petite woman in front of him.

She is very young, wearing a light blue plain long dress, not as pretty as the modern girls nowadays, with only a little decoration on the hat.Her eyes were black and bright as if wrapped in a clear spring, and she looked up at herself with concentration and sadness.

How can you not know me?

"you……?"

"Sorry, I'm sorry."

She turned around and ran away with a slight bow, rushing into the dense forest full of grievances like an infatuated girl who has been let down by her lover.

Such a young woman might not have any good results in breaking into the deserted forest alone.President Fukuzawa wanted to chase after him himself, but he stopped after taking half a step and called out to his disciple, "Kunikida."

The young man with yellow hair threw the partner in his hand and appeared immediately: "Yes, President!"

"Take that lady back to the detective agency, and I'll take Dazai away first."

Dazai is indeed a bit frivolous, but he is definitely not a person who forces women, there must be a reason for acting like this.

He glanced at the neatly lined military police on the ground, and soon saw Goncharov lying between the mud and rocks. He took out his phone, hesitated for a moment, and contacted his old friend Tantian Shantouhuo who had not been discharged from the hospital.

Hearing Taneda saying that the person responsible for the rescue is about to arrive, President Fukuzawa stepped forward and stared at Osamu Dazai who got up and rubbed his buttocks and twisted his neck: "We are here to pick you up from prison, and report on the way if there is anything going on."

"Ah, I'm so sorry, ahahahaha." The young man immediately returned his twisted body to a normal posture, and followed the footsteps of the elder towards the car parked in the distance.

On the other side, holding the notebook tightly in one hand and pushing aside the lush branches with the other, Kunikida chased the blue forward alone. The young lady suspected of being harassed by Osamu Dazai suddenly accelerated, and then he heard the girl complaining to the other person in a soft voice: "How can you look at me so coldly! I'm going to be angry~"

The other party coaxed him, but he didn't hear what he said clearly, because the voice was so familiar that he was at a loss for what to do.

Well, I'm really familiar with it, just now I asked him to "invite that lady back to the detective agency"...

Kunikida Doppo broke through the bushes, branches and miscanthus like a robot and went out, and saw the "teacher" who was 20 years younger, holding the woman's waist with one hand and tidying her messy long hair with the other.The woman in the light blue long dress was lying in his arms, her small plain white hands were clutching the dark lace of the blue feather weaving, her cheeks were puffed up with a healthy color, like a kitten throwing its teeth and claws at the shit-shoveling officer and throwing a tantrum.

With a gentle smile, Fukuzawa Yukichi was coaxing his wife who was acting like a baby on purpose: "Regarding this matter, 'I' will definitely regret it, don't be angry, do you want to eat bean curd sushi or wagashi?"

"Clap!"

It was the sound of a handbook full of ideals falling to the ground, and the mood of the young man with yellow hair at the moment was not far from seeing the sun explode.

That's the president, right?The president of youth, right?So the Armed Detective Agency has a proprietress, and just now she was harassed by Dazai, who is also a member of the detective agency... Wait, it’s not right, the president is 45 this year, this young man is almost the same age as me, maybe he is a teacher brother.

But this is too similar, it is unscientific!

What's even more unscientific is that they turned their heads to look at the same time after hearing the voice. The silver-haired young man was stunned for a moment and nodded briefly: "Kunikida."

This demeanor, this way of addressing...why are there two presidents?

At this time, the lady made a voice: "He seems to be frightened, what should we do? Do you want to erase this memory for him?"

After speaking, without waiting for any of the men present to make a sound, she stared straight at Kunikida Doppo, her black crystal eyes instantly turned scarlet.

"President!" The long-standing respect at the critical moment prompted him to bow ninety degrees in salute, narrowly avoiding the control of Sharingan.

Ah Xun let out an "Hey" and gave up using the pupil technique to return to normal.Fukuzawa Yukichi pleaded in time: "It's okay, just tell him the troubles we encountered. Kunikida is a trustworthy person."

Five hours later.

Armed detective agency staff dormitory.

"Country~wood~field~jun~"

Osamu Dazai dragged his ups and downs, blocking the door of his colleague's house, lying on the door frame of others like a cockroach, and slapped and shouted: "Did you bring back the object of my love?"

略带几分紧张的黄发青年把门开了一道小缝伸出一只手驱赶“瘟神”:“没有！你是变态吗，随便拉一位女士就要和人家殉情，欠揍！”

Is Dazai the kind of person who gives up when others say no?

How can it be!

A person as slippery as a loach slipped in through the crack of the door, and Kunikida, who was not thick-skinned and heartless enough, was doomed to fail in defense, and he got into the room.

He hurriedly turned around to catch up, but it was too late.The silver-haired young man sitting on the futon and hugging the cat put down the chess record in his hand: "Dazai, I heard you... what were you talking about just now?"

Rarely, Osamu Dazai was a little confused: "Huh?"