[Bungo Stray Dogs] Yokohama Renka

What I do now is not so much a member of the guerrillas as Dazai's personal bodyguard.Except for meeting other people during the first mission, the rest of the working time is either doing clerical work or taking on the role of guard beside Dazai.

It seems to be similar to the work I used to do. I have been living as a mafia until now, and only the first traitors have been killed.

To be honest, I feel that this luck is really rare.In addition to his own restraint, I think Dazai should have more or less noticed my unwillingness to kill people. He could send me some tasks that require hands-on work, but he didn't do that.

Dazai and I sat on one side of the dining table, facing the leader of a small organization that had agreed to surrender to Hong Kong gangsters.

There was a harmonious atmosphere during the chatting and laughing at the dinner table, the middle-aged man opposite was quite respectful, completely treating Dazai as if he was talking with someone of the same age.

When Dazai gets serious, no one will underestimate him because of his age, and no one will mistake his identity.

The aura of the dark world on the young man was undisguised, his handsome face was full of gentleness and gentleness, but everyone knew that such elegance was just a false appearance of the young mafia.Hidden under that elegant surface is an unpeekable abyss.

I don't like him at this moment.

At this time, the knife in the man's hand accidentally fell to the ground, he laughed, and said awkwardly: "Sorry, I was too involved in chatting with Dazai-kun, please allow me to be rude."

He bent down, his body submerged in a blind spot blocked by the tableclothed table.

I squeezed the unused table knife expressionlessly, and when the man's body reappeared within the visible range, I threw the knife over and stabbed him precisely in the shoulder.He tilted his hand, and I heard the dull sound of a silencer/gun. The bullet missed its aim and shattered the oil painting hanging in the box.

It seems that my intuition is also working normally today, I thought so, I turned over the dining table, pressed the man who was trying to resist on the ground with his left knee, and snatched the penis he had hidden under the table board and threw it away to the side.

"Aren't you willing to accept the conditions of the port mafia?" Dazai said with a smile, as if the person who was almost murdered just now was not him, and said softly: "I am really honored to make you think that it is worth dying together. But You can't kill me, if you want to say why..."

He bent his lips and smiled: "I'm not interested in being killed by a man."

I stunned the struggling man, got up and clapped my hands, and the members of Hong Kong gangsters outside also entered the door at this time and carried the man out, only me and Dazai were left in the room, and there was silence for a while.

I stared at the cold dishes with regret on my face.

What a waste, I can't eat anymore. In order to keep my nerves tight, I didn't take a bite just now, and I was a little hungry.

Dazai walked up to me, put his hands on my shoulders dishonestly, put his head close to my face, and said in a rippling tone: "I hate it, I was protected by You-chan again. Although it is a pity that I can't go to Santuchuan, but You-chan Sauce is very handsome, so I forgive you, there is nothing to do next, Xiaoyou wants to die for love with me?"

"Don't say terrible things with a refreshing expression. I have said it many times. I will not die with Dazai-sama, because life is precious." Whether it is your own or someone else's.

"Xiaoyou is so cold, but he is also very handsome."

"It's disgusting, please don't say that again. And don't rub your head on my shoulder."

"Unlike me, Xiaoyu thinks that life is a precious thing." Dazai said, "That's why you never kill people. You can't be a qualified mafia..."

Hey, did the topic suddenly become serious?

"It doesn't matter, Xiaoyou, who can't be an excellent mafia, is still my perfect love object. Don't worry, I have already reserved a place in Yuchuan Shangshui. It is a clear and good river, and the surrounding scenery is beautiful. It can be said that entering the water Location Top.1..."

Dazai chattered, shaking my shoulders excitedly.

"...Let me refuse!"

Obviously, I have organized my words well, and I want to say to Dazai, I know that you respect life as much as I do, and you feel pain because you take the definition of living too seriously. I feel like I have been waiting for a dish for a long time, but I suddenly come to work.

"No. 30 failed seven times, Xiaoyou is such a hard-hearted woman, I will be made to cry by you."

Dazai let go of his hand, took two steps outside the door, and looked back at me: "It's not okay to die for love, so why don't you come and eat something with me? There's a good restaurant nearby that I know. If Xiaoyou wants to come , this time I will treat you."

I was taken aback for a moment, and after I realized it, I quickly followed the boy's footsteps.

Sure enough, Dazai is a very careful person.

I thought dumbfounded, and the way of expressing concern was also awkward.Just invite me directly, you have to use the invitation to die for love first to cover up your real purpose.

Is it a variant of Tsundere?Oops, when I think about it this way, Dazai, who needs to be beaten every day, is actually kind of cute.

In the afternoon of the next day, Dazai asked me to send a document to the casino affiliated with Hong Kong Hei.

Speaking of which, since I came to this world, I haven't been out much. It's even worse than before. At least I had to wander outside in order to run missions.

I once again deeply realized that I have a heart that belongs to an abandoned house.

When I went to the logistics department to get the address, I met Chisaki Kimura again.She greeted me with a calm face but a strangely excited tone.

"Hey, long time no see, how are you doing?"

"Well... that's it."

"I didn't ask you, I asked Mr. Dazai."

"Ah, what about Mr. Dazai?" I raised my voice, saw the eyes of the woman opposite me light up, and said indifferently, "Sorry, it's information that cannot be disclosed."

"...Damn brat!" Kimura flicked me hard on the head, not afraid of damaging his nails.

"Tch, what's the big deal. I don't need you to tell me about Mr. Dazai's situation. I heard that Mr. Dazai recently found a new lover who is similar to his age."

Um?How did I not know about this?

Seeing my confused eyes, Kimura smiled triumphantly: "How did you become a subordinate? You can't even catch the gossip of your boss."

Oh, I'm so sorry that I can't smell gossip because I only know how to fight.

"Mr. Chuya's subordinates told me that they went drinking with Mr. Chuya that day, and he went to the toilet halfway, almost thinking he was dreaming."

I have a bad feeling.

"He saw Mr. Dazai making out with a little girl in a hoodie outside the bar. It was by the side of the road. That girl still dared to hug Mr. Dazai tightly, her posture should be so crooked and crooked, tsk tsk, can't you tell? , the type your boss likes is wild...Mukai, why is your face pale?"

"No, nothing."

I obviously didn't hug him, and I'm not wild, and I'm not Dazai's little lover!

Even though it was not discovered that I was the one who stayed with Dazai that night, I still blew up and was quite angry.

——Don't let me know who is talking nonsense outside, let me catch me and beat him until he can't get off the ground for three days.

"I also heard from that person that the girl has big breasts, thin waist and long legs. Mr. Dazai has quite good taste. If there is a chance, I would like to take a look..."

Kimura looked me up and down sympathetically, she probably misunderstood something.

"Don't be sad, Mr. Dazai doesn't like it, there will always be people who like you with small breasts. It's okay, Mukai, your face is still very beautiful."

Stop your office hard-working secret love stories, I'm not the kind of person you imagined, I never regarded Dazai as a love object, okay?

I wrote down the address depressedly, and made up my mind that I would never come to the logistics department again unless necessary, and I would miss Kimura's schedule if I came.

After that, I went to take the subway.

Don't ask me why there isn't a car to take me to Hong Kong. First, I'm a low-level employee. I usually use Dazai's driver when I go out on business. Second, the traffic jam is currently reported, and the subway is faster.

While waiting on the platform, I went to buy some peach pies for a snack, only to hear an argument break out between two people next to me.

Looking sideways, there are two people standing beside me who are getting louder and louder. One is a black-haired boy about 16 years old, dressed like a detective in an old novel, and the other is a male service staff of the site, who is being irritated. Get flushed.

Wow, the noise in public places is not of any quality.I thought out of my mind.

"That's why I said it all. The map on the stop sign is too complicated for me to understand. Why don't you understand such a simple thing? Sure enough, everyone is an idiot!"

"You brat!" The man raised his left hand high.

Hey hey, his mouth is stinky but he shouldn't be violent, it's not good for the body to be so impulsive as an adult.

I held the peach pie in my mouth, and subconsciously pulled the station attendant back. His hand that wanted to slap the boy in the face was lost because of this, and he turned around and yelled at me angrily: "Why are you meddling in your own business?!"

"Mr. Station Attendant, if you do something to the customers, you will lose your job." I shook his hand and warned, "There are a lot of people passing by here, and you also know that if the video was posted on the Internet just now, you will lose your job." What will happen to you?"

"..."

The man made fun of it and left angrily.I swallowed my last bite of peach pie and belched contentedly, just as the car was coming.

"If I were you, I wouldn't get in this car." The boy who was left in the same place said to me, I stopped in my tracks, and the boy's tone was convincing.

"Very good! Now I will give you a chance to temporarily follow the famous detective." The boy took my hand without any explanation, and dragged me to the stop sign. He tapped a certain station with his finger, "Tell me how to get here."

Just kidding, the professionals haven't explained it clearly to you, how can I explain it to you.

You shouldn't have listened to this guy just now and stayed!

I controlled my facial expression and resisted the urge to roll my eyes: "Oh. Since you are a detective, you can figure it out yourself."

"Because I'm a detective, I have to leave this kind of boring question to others."

"You can find someone else, little brother, I am in a hurry to drive the car and take a step first."

"Didn't you tell me not to get in the car? What...so you didn't notice." The young man came over familiarly and touched a peach pie in the paper bag I was holding. Didn’t the person carrying the black nylon bag get on the bus?”

"In that nylon bag—" the boy said vaguely, "it contains a highly poisonous substance. It should be something that can volatilize poisonous gas, and the people in that car must suffer."

"……Eh?"

The author has something to say:

Dazai, who is awkward to care about his sister, and he can feel that he cares about his sister~ Just a little reminder, Kimura is not just a gossip sister.And here comes the question, how many times will Xiaoyou in this chapter say "Zhenxiang" in the future?

Everyone must have seen the random step that appeared at the end of this chapter, but to be honest, he is so difficult to write...