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"Cough, Dazai is a wanted criminal in Hong Kong right now." Sawagawa reminded him calmly, "If I was found out by Hong Kong gangsters because I implicated Dazai, I would feel very guilty."

What you said is true, if this continues, your credit value will drop to zero, store manager.

Dazai thought this way, but he didn't expose him. It's easy to add icing on the cake, but it's difficult to give charcoal in a timely manner. What he has to do now is to provide a shelter for the store manager who is in the wind and snow... The best thing is to let him live forever. A place to stay.

Unintentionally blackened for a second, Dazai came back to his senses and replied: "You're right, let's deal with... those eyeliners around Yoshihiko."

He almost blurted out the word "store manager", but fortunately he woke up at the last second. If something goes wrong at this time, all previous efforts will be wasted.

Sagawa glanced at the short knife beside him, and the other party disappeared immediately after receiving his signal.

There were faint muffled humming sounds from several dark corners, and the men in black who were monitoring him fell to the ground unconscious before they could react.

Luan returned to Sawagawa's side, Dazai gently patted his head.

Seeing him looking at him strangely, Dazai put down his hands calmly: "Is this your man? You have really sharp hands and feet."

I almost forgot that I didn't know Xiaodao at this time, and the phrase "messy, beautifully done" was swallowed back in time.

Dazai sighed secretly, it is not a small test for people who are too familiar to act as strangers when getting along, especially his subconscious has been unable to hold back.

Those men in black staring at them were just the most basic surveillance method, but Dazai obviously didn't care about the Hong Kong gangster's tracking technology.

After spending ten minutes getting rid of everyone, the three pushed open the door of Dazai's house.

Sagawa was a little curious about how his anti-tracking was so proficient.

Dazai casually hung his coat on the hanger at the door, shrugged: "Because I invented the existing tracking technique for Hong Kong gangsters."

Sawagawa: "..."

Is Mori Ogai big-hearted or is there no one available?After the creator of such a technology defected, has the tracking technique not been updated?

Mori Ogai, who was stabbed straight in the chest by an arrow: "..."

Seriously, if Osamu Dazai's high-quality employees can be easily found, does he need to always lobby for them to come back?

It was only at this time that he would feel a little distressed that he had overdone Oda's calculations back then.

"Ding--"

The sound of the collision between the glasses brought back Sawagawa's divergent thinking. He followed the prestige and found that Dazai had already prepared three glasses, and shook a bottle of wine in his other hand: "Since we want to talk, how can we not?" Where's the wine?"

One person, one knife, the past came to mind in an instant, Qi Qi refused: "It's no big deal, just drink."

"No——can——oh——" Dazai dragged out a long tone, his voice was weird and funny, he dragged a chair and sat down, his arms drooping on the back of the chair, "Night talk without wine How can it be a night talk~ Wine is the soul!"

"I, I'm still young!" Luan immediately raised his hands high like a primary school student, then turned around and betrayed his master, "Brother Liangyan is already an adult, he can drink."

Sawagawa: "..." I think you are such a small knife.

But Dazai has never been a person who plays cards according to the routine. He put his hands on the table and bounced, and jumped in front of the two of them easily. Have a drink, let's experience the romance of adults~"

Seeing rejection written all over the face of a person with a knife, Dazai laughed out loud: "I'm just kidding you, since you don't drink alcohol, just watch me drink."

He took out two cans of drinks again and threw them one can at a time.

Sagawa carefully read every word on the package, in case it was some kind of juice mixed with alcohol.

Dazai propped his chin and looked at him with a half-smile, and waited for Sawagawa to finish his inspection before he said with a bit of resentment: "Obviously Yoshihiko wants to talk to me, so it's really sad that he doesn't trust me so much."

Sawagawa: "..." No, obviously you are no longer trustworthy, but the strange thing is that these two cans of drinks are indeed non-alcoholic.

It was a night chat, that is to say, several people chatted one after another. They didn't talk much but there was a wonderful sense of integration.

Until Dazai slammed his head on the table, Sagawa couldn't laugh or cry to help him, did this guy get himself drunk, just two glasses of red wine.

"No~ yes~ oh~" Zui Zai tilted his head, the faint smell of alcohol covered his face, and the breath he exhaled seemed to have an intoxicating smell.

Sawagawa just ignored him, everyone who was drunk said so.

Originally thought that the drunk Dazai would turn the house upside down, but he didn't expect the other party to be quite quiet, so Sagawa sent him to the master bedroom.

The drunk Dazai huddled under the quilt obediently, his eyes became watery due to the smell of alcohol, and he even spoke with a cute nasal voice: "Liang~yan~"

"Hi, I'm here." Sagawa said perfunctorily while wrapping the quilt tightly for him.

The other party was silent for a few seconds, but what he said again surprised him a little.

"I never thought there was anything bad about being alone, and I never thought about pursuing something. Anyway, I have nothing in the end."

Dazai stared at the ceiling, he seemed to be talking to Sawagawa, but also seemed to be talking to himself.

"I thought I liked this feeling of being alone...but suddenly I didn't seem so sure."

Probably because of being drunk, his eyes always felt an indescribable emptiness, like a small boat sailing alone in the sea, at a loss because he couldn't find the lighthouse.

Sagawa stopped when he was about to leave. He turned his head and sat on the edge of the bed. He stretched out his hand to curl the broken hair on Dazai's forehead, and his voice was as gentle as the moonlight: "No one likes this feeling, you are just afraid of losing."

"Where is Yoshihiko? Is Yoshihiko also afraid? What should I do if I'm afraid?" Dazai turned to look at him.

"Of course I will. If you are afraid, tell the other party. If the other party is worthy of your fear of losing, maybe I will stay for you for a while." Sagawa thought for a while, "In this way, even if the ending is unsatisfactory, I will not be sorry for my inaction. Regret."

Dazai opened his eyes and watched him quietly: "I'm afraid that Liang Yan will leave, can Liang Yan stay?"

Sawagawa didn't know why he was combined with Dazai on another branch line, so his heart softened, he touched his forehead that was slightly hot under the influence of alcohol, and said softly: "Yes."

The door was closed quietly, Dazai opened his eyes in the dark, without the slightest hint of drunkenness inside, he lightly touched his forehead with his fingers, and smiled with satisfaction.

Sawagawa returned to his room and slept soundly all night with his small dagger in his arms...

Then the whole roof was lifted off the next morning.

Hong Kong and black gravity stepped on the dilapidated roof, put his elbows on his knees, and looked at him condescendingly, with eyes full of the meaning of "you are dead".

Sawagawa: "..."

Little Dagger: "..."

Everyone swallowed their saliva in unison.

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