[Bungo Stray Dogs] Yokohama Renka

I lay limp in a big character on the bed in the dormitory, and exhaled a long, dirty breath. The time was 48:[-] in the morning.

There is no part of my body that is not sore, and I haven't slept enough. It was already three o'clock in the morning when I came back here last night, and I couldn't sleep well even after a hasty wash.In short, I am now in an extremely painful period where I am tired and unable to sleep.

Just spend all your time in bed!Leave all the mafia, fighting, and supernatural abilities aside. I, Yu Akagi, just want to live the life of an ordinary person in an abandoned house (crossed out)!

I hugged the pillow, turned over, and saw that the Bo/La/Ta was placed on the top of the bedside table, together with the mobile phone. Coincidentally, they were all given to me by Dazai himself.

This pistol/gun is not so much a weapon Dazai gave me as a warning, and he wants me to always remember the horrors of the port mafia.

The consequences of escaping are very serious.

I can almost picture in my mind the appearance of the young man saying these words with a smile.

The bandage fell ill and died in the second class... I clicked my tongue and buried my face in the pillow trying to escape from reality.

Just when I was rubbing my pillow and enjoying myself, the door of the room was suddenly slammed hard, bang bang bang, the person who knocked on the door was very anxious, and dust fell from the ceiling.I staggered and struggled to get up from the bed.

"Who--" I opened the door, and a beautiful sister in a beige professional suit didn't expect me to open the door so quickly, staggered for a while, and fell straight into my arms. I was seven or eight centimeters shorter than her, and was pushed to the ground .

"Mukai Yui, what did you bastard do?! Do you know that I was almost fired by Mr. Dazai this morning because of you!"

The exquisite professional beauty patted my face vigorously, and the eyebrows of the people in the painting became angry like torrential rain pouring on the lake, which had a strange beauty.

I was pressed under this beautiful woman, and I was at a loss: "Well, beautiful sister, may I ask who are you?"

"Little bastard, do you dare to say that you don't know me?!" The beauty became angrier after hearing what I said, "The compliments you said that day were all fake?!"

I inexplicably felt that my scum level was soaring at this moment, I tried my best to pull clues from my muddy head, and finally remembered.

I have met this sister before. Her name is Chisaki Kimura, and she is the front desk lady who is in charge of my entry.There is a company in Hong Kong and Heiress to cover the outside world. At that time, she was wearing a very serious black formal suit. Today, this light and familiar style suit makes her very ladylike. No wonder I couldn't recognize her at a glance.

"Sister, you changed your look and you became more beautiful. How can I, an ordinary person, recognize that the unattainable ice and snow beauty that day is the beauty who stands like a magnolia in front of my eyes today?"

I said flatteringly, vaguely aware of what happened, didn't I, Dazai really went to trouble the person who gave me job training.

Hey, isn't he a cadre candidate? Why is he so idle!

The elder sister raised her eyebrows: "It's almost the same. Tell me, what did you do last night?"

"Forehead……"

They are all bloody content that is not suitable for children and needs to be harmonized by the mosaic. I briefly summed it up: "Maybe I didn't obey Mr. Dazai and acted on my own for a while?"

"You fucked me up, do you know how hard it took me to find this job? How popular are the high-paying and safe logistics jobs in the Mafia these days, do you understand, bastard! If I was Fired you to support me?"

"Well, I understand, I understand, it's all my fault, but sister," I said awkwardly but politely, "can you get off of me first."

"..."

Half an hour later, the gangster and I had dinner at a nearby izakaya, and I treated them as an apology.While drinking, Kimura Chisaki complained about members of the Hong Kong Black Field Service (fighting).

Chisaki said that the owner of this store is a retired member of the Hong Kong gangsters, and the customers who come and go are all his own people. Some words are convenient.

I thought to myself, wouldn't it be worse for my violent self to hear me.

There are people staring over there, wow...the eyes are so scary, but why is it me and not her?

Is it because I am a little devil with no hair yet, and the other party is a beautiful woman in bloom?

"This bunch of idiots fought to death and no one knows. We found out by looking at the job number sewn on the inner lining of the collar." She took a sip of wine, "At least remember how many comrades are fighting together. Hey, don’t just add other people’s jobs, okay?”

I happily ate a bite of yakitori and drank half a glass of apple juice: "Then I also have a job number hidden behind my neck?"

"That's not true," Qiansaki said half-drunk and half-awake, "A guy like you who loses and ruins his clothes just after wearing them for a day doesn't deserve to have a job number."

I stopped silently and drank my juice quietly.

The holiday ended with me sending my beautiful sister home who was drinking and throwing up.The next morning, the drunk sister asked her colleague to bring me new clothes.

Me: "This seems to be different from the previous one??"

I picked it up and saw that the jacket that showed my figure, the fancy shirt, and the short skirt were also made of fluffy design, which was light and fluffy. It was a flat-chested style that I had never worn before. There was a question mark on my head and six in the morning. The morning light at midnight reflected each other: "What's the matter, how can I fight while wearing this?"

"This is Mr. Dazai's request."

Me: ...I wear it.

Even though I was able to bend and stretch, I couldn't help feeling the pain of having to bow my head under the eaves.

When I arrived at the Ganghei Building, Dazai's office was empty, and this guy disappeared again, but the boy Chuya was standing in the office with his arms folded, with a displeased and impatient expression on his face.

I said: "Mr. Nakaya is good." Then I stood quietly beside the door like a chicken.

"Where do I look good?" Zhong Yuanzhong was obviously suppressing his anger.

I thought about it, and said honestly, "You have a good temper."

It is well known that Dazai and Chuya boy have a bad relationship, including the details of that anecdote, which Chisaki gave me a clean slate last night.

Last night, Chisaki hiccupped and said to me with a blurred expression: "Mr. Nakaya is short and thin. It is really a big regret for me. From my point of view, he is all made so angry by Mr. Dazai. Such a young man at the puberty stand Partner, bad luck!"

So, after encountering such and such things, you still never leave Dazai who gave up treatment, you are really working too hard, Nakaya boy!

And I heard that Chuya takes great care of the Hong Kong and Black compatriots, and it is very happy to be Mr. Chuya's subordinate.

Do you want to jump ship...

"Why are mackerel's subordinates as brainy as mackerel?" Zhong also frowned in disgust, "What are you doing standing here, why don't you go to the nearby river or some other tree and give me your boss Find it?"

I:……

"Why are you still not moving? Do you think he picked you up for nothing?" Zhongye's young man stared at the lake blue eyes, "Hurry up, there is still business here!"

I want to revise my thinking, as for Nakaya boy, he is a good boss to his subordinates and a good companion to the members of Hong Kong gangsters, but he has a good temper with the direct subordinates of Dazai who cheated him many times. It's hard to be human.

Job hopping or something, I may not be able to do it before I run away.

After searching for the bandage monster for two hours, I finally found a black figure who had stopped struggling in the river 750 meters away from Ganghei. I folded my coat neatly on the bank, took off my shoes and jumped into the river to catch the man.

It's hard for him to endure the cold river water. I was almost convulsed by the cold. Dazai lost consciousness and didn't struggle. It was easy for me to use the buoyancy of the river to pull him ashore.

I was just about to check whether his mouth and nose were blocked by foreign objects, when I heard him cough a few times, coughing up some river water, Dazai woke up slowly, his eyes were a little dull.

"Master Dazai?" I waved my hand in front of his eyes.Don't be stupid for getting hit on the head with a rock in the river.

"He was rescued again... obviously he almost reached the Paradise of Elysium!" Dazai sat up suddenly from the lying down position, and at the same time complained loudly about my behavior of saving him.

Ah, still out of my mind as always.I feel relieved.

"Really, Ms. Akagi looks so cute and sexy when she's wet. I can't bear to blame you. Why don't we fall in love together now? Sacrificing love is the best way to die! Come on, Ms. Akagi, very happy It's simple, just hold my hand and jump directly, it's not scary at all!"

"If you continue, I will sue you for sexual/harassment in the workplace, Dazai-sama." Without changing my face, I put on my coat to block the leaking sex on my chest, and my body was completely chilled by the river wind, and I shivered .

"Speaking of which, why did you save me? Don't you hate me?" Dazai asked.

"Because Mr. Chuya asked me to come to you." I said, "And I don't hate Dazai-sama. I just find you annoying."

"I hate it, Miss, why did you mention the name of the slug in front of me." Dazai said with a whimper.

"..."

When did we get close enough for you to say something like that.I looked at Dazai who seemed to be acting like a baby in disbelief.

It was this sweet-looking guy who aimed a gun at the innocent girl's head the night before yesterday.

"By the way, miss, you don't know our plan to go to Chiba County for a business trip, do you?"

"...I feel that as a newcomer, I don't have enough experience. So I apply for a mature senior to accompany Dazai-san, which is considered appropriate."

"No, the only one of my direct subordinates is Miss. You are a cute girl, and you are also a supernatural person whose information has not been grasped. Other than you, the next best Dazai-sama will not be considered."

"Is the order reversed?" I asked with dead fish eyes.

No matter how you think about it, the condition of supernatural beings is priority for girls.

"No," the boy replied in a good mood, "This time I went to Chiba County on the surface to discuss cooperation with the biggest gangster over there to combat the new forces that are active in the surrounding area. In fact, Zhong and I have also found out that our organization They are the ones behind the attack, and the Boss wants us to completely destroy the candle, so I need a dark card that is highly mobile and can protect me."

"So miss, you are following me on this business trip, not in the name of a subordinate, but as a lover who can stay close to me."

I was stunned, unable to speak for a while, only to feel that my life after that suddenly became dark.

Dazai was unaware of my stiffness, he cupped my right hand with his wet hands, the warm light in his iris eyes was full of false affection, his thin lips were slightly parted, and he uttered a sentence that made my stomach hurt.

"I'll take care of you from now on, Xiaoyou."

The author has something to say:

The writing of this chapter is extremely difficult, and the plot after the end of the black hour has not been thought out yet...

Added a new reminder: There is a reason why Youjiang here does not have a job number. In fact, she is not officially employed.

PS Little easter egg, Dazai was a little happy to hear that the girl didn't hate him, but he didn't want to face this feeling and immediately switched to the funny mode.