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Yato was frozen for a moment, his eyes narrowed: "Hey, hey, don't do such wicked things with such a cold expression, can you?"

Beichuan Xingji also lowered his eyes: "Don't make complaints while talking, okay? You are a god."

"Well, gods aren't omnipotent." Yato took the drink from Beichuan Xingji and rubbed his icy side face. "Besides, it's an instinctive reaction to rub something cool in summer."

He took a sip of the cold liquid, then suddenly stretched out his hand, and put the ice drink back: "How about it, do you really want to rub it? Don't worry, I will never tell you~"

Beichuan Xingji: ...

Beichuan Xingji pushed aside the canned drink, and pressed the back of his hand to Yato's forehead: "Sure enough, it's Jiangzhi."

"Do you need Mr. Kudo to enlighten you?"

Yato leaned back and lazily fell on the sofa: "Don't mention that guy, he has so much bad luck on him, and it doesn't affect himself at all!"

Yato and Kudo Shin had only met once, and the consequence was that Yato's next three or four commissions all resulted in murders for various reasons, so the first meeting was also the last.

"Then you came to see me with a bad look, because you want to pay tribute to Mr. Kudo?" Beichuan Xingji opened a can of drink and said calmly.

"Of course not," Yato looked over, showing a bright smile that didn't fit the image of a god in normal people's imagination, "Come and see you before you die, maybe every day is the last day, of course we should cherish meeting you Opportunity."

The drink can in his hand kept shaking as he spoke, Beichuan Xingji stared at it for a few seconds, then stretched out his hand to hold it down, "It's not considered dead, so..."

"The bill for vandalism of the bathroom is still counted, and, don't drink drinks on the sofa, otherwise, you will probably add another cleaning fee to your bill for the sofa."

Yeto sat up indifferently, clenched his right fist, hammered the palm of his left hand, and said thoughtfully: "So, in Beichuan's eyes, isn't death considered?"

"But since it's not considered death, even if half of your body dies, you're just made up, right? There's no need for you to make up for him."

Beichuan Xingji and Yato looked at each other for a few seconds, then looked away, put the two cans of drinks on the table next to the sofa, and then asked another question: "It seems that you helped me find Kaitou No. 1412."

Otherwise, I would not be free to think about this philosophical question of life.

"Besides, you are a Japanese god, right? The word half body..." Beichuan Xingji raised his eyebrows, he glanced at the system time, turned around, and planned to go out, "Tokyo is very lively at night, why don't you come and take a look?"

"What I mean is, there may be a murder case in the hotel. In order to prevent the mold from adding to the mold, I'd better take you out first. Your body smells too fragrant. Which shrine should you go to?"

His tail was pulled.

Wait, wait, tail? ? ?

Following the strength he felt, Beichuan Xingji turned his head slowly, and saw Yato grabbing his slightly shaking cat tail with a embarrassed face... No, it was Xu.

Thread, which looks like a tail, is used to connect the soul and the body, and is generally a symbol of the soul leaving the body.

Yato raised one hand to show his innocence, but the other hand was still subconsciously grasping the roots of his threads: "Ah, this, it's your soul that suddenly left the body..."

The lavender cat tail swept his chin, and he immediately held it down: "Listen to my explanation!"

Beichuan Xingji narrowed his eyes.

In the early morning, when the rising sun of Yokohama slanted into the office, Mori Ogai was still awake.

Bai Zezhizi opened his eyes, closed them immediately, and rolled a few times on the bed/top half.

Long hair fell on his face, and Alice's voice sounded: "Hey, Rintaro, Shiraizawa woke up~"

A little further away came Mori Ogai's voice: "Don't get too close, you will be kicked down, Alice-chan~"

His prompt was timely, and in the next second, Alice subconsciously leaned back, and fell back under the bed before the end of Mori Ogai's voice: "Well, I should really try to tie it up next time."

Baize Zhizi sat up, showing a disgusted expression: "Ah, this smell..."

Four years ago, the ancestor leader who slept on this bed was cut by Mori Ogai, and the blood splashed a large area of ​​the wall, and the blood was left there without cleaning it up, acting as a deterrent.

Every time I get close, Ikeko Shirasawa always feels that he can smell a very strange smell. This is of course an illusion, but adding up the recent things, the horror index of Mori Ogai's place soars immediately.

Mori Ogai looked at the bed with a smile, showing a concerned expression: "How do you feel? Zhizi is still so lethargic recently, do you want to take a rest?"

Ah, so hypocritical.

Bai Ze Zhizi squinted his eyes, rolled it down, and replied perfunctorily: "I know, I got it, I received the task reminder, really, squeezing the child's sleep time, it won't grow up~"

Oh, when it came to the question of height, Mori Ogai showed a subtle expression, and he asked slowly, "Have you met Dazai-kun since you came out?"

Of course not, Osamu Dazai is often elusive, and he can't even see him at the mission location. Shirasawa Chiko just came out not long ago, and spent most of his time sleeping.

This was originally a normal question, but after seeing Mori Ogai's expression, Shirasawa Chiko immediately became vigilant: "No, what's wrong?"

"So there wasn't any," Mori Ogai said lightly with a slight smile, "I just heard Zhizi mention growing taller, and suddenly remembered, then, you haven't met Nakaya-kun either, have you?"

Chuya Nakahara was transferred by Mori Ogai to go on a business trip before Shirasawa Shirako was willing to come out, so of course it was impossible to see him.

Bai Ze Zhizi compared his height, and said subtly: "... How tall are they?"

Oops, seeing Mori Ogai's smile, Shirasawa Shinoko felt something strange, something to do with height.

But it doesn't matter, no matter how tall those two people are, if Bai Ze Zhizi finds a chance, he will heal them and heal them to the height of a 16-year-old dwarf.

After all, he was deeply impressed by his 16-year-old height, so it is very normal for him to be unable to reverse his cognition~

Mori Ogai smiled: "This is completely unimportant, so let's leave it to the child to understand~"

Height doesn't matter at all, Bai Ze Zhizi agrees with this point, anyway, his height is completely normal among his peers, and he belongs to the taller group.

Three hours later, Shirasawa Nakiko found Oda Sakunosuke who was holding the silver oracle of the gods, and by the way met the guy who didn't want to see in the short term: Dazai Osamu.

The relationship between Dazai Osamu, Nakahara Chuya, and Shirasawa Chiko has always been clear. They dislike each other very much, but they have to live in peace for a while. Three equally sharp but not quite right knives are in the same kitchen. Fortunately, the knife holder It's Mori Ogai, but it's a pity.

If the person holding the knife is the leader of the previous generation, I am afraid that the three people will happily part ways on the first day they meet, and they will never see the person they hate again.

Oda Sakunosuke said: "I thought your relationship would be very good."

During the Dragon Head War, Oda Sakunosuke, Shirasawa Shirako and Nakahara Chuya had met a few times. At that time, the feeling was that the colleagues who had a surprisingly good relationship were not like people from the port Mafia. I didn’t expect them The actual relationship is that bad.

It was so bad that if Osamu Dazai hadn't said hello suddenly, Shirasawa Nakoko would have slipped away the moment he saw the bandage... In fact, he tried to slip past and was stopped.

It is normal for him to slip quietly by himself. If he slips away when he is stopped, he is a bit like a defeated dog running away with its tail between its legs.

Shirasawa Nakoko and Dazai Osamu looked at each other, showing disgusted expressions at the same time.

"Oda Saku always says scary things with a flat face," Osamu Dazai complained, "I have a very bad relationship with this brat, and the reason why I can live until now is because he is too short to wrap his legs around him." Where are my legs~"

wait, what are you talking about?

Oda Sakunosuke glanced at Shirasawa who turned his head in disgust, without any objection, and nodded calmly, expressing that he believed it.

"It's obviously because of your unique breathing skills that you can live up to now." Shirakawa Zhizi faked a smile, "If it wasn't for Mr. Mori..."

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai asked, "What, is Bai Ze still afraid of his parents? He always thinks of his parents when he fights, how naive~"

It seems that a fight is about to start... no, there will definitely be a fight!

The other port Mafias present bowed their heads deeply, pretending they didn't exist.

This topic is too difficult to talk about. Mr. Mori is really important, so we need to change the topic.

Bai Ze Zhizi tilted his head, pretending that the conversation just now did not exist, and retriggered the meeting dialogue: "Hey, am I not in confinement at all? Dazai-kun hasn't changed at all."

Osamu Dazai smiled and made a hashtag, he stretched out his hand exaggeratedly, and nodded cooperatively while gesticulating: "Wow, Bai Ze-kun is different, there is a very inconspicuous change, he has grown by three centimeters, no, it is two and a half centimeters right?" ?”

Oda Sakunosuke turned his head and looked over, thinking calmly: Has the ability not been triggered all this time?

"Pfft, so petite~"

Baize Zhizi smiled and took the hashtag.

14岁的白泽稚子、1.6米，15岁的白泽稚子、1.6米二，17岁的白泽稚子、1.6米五。

The 15-year-old Osamu Dazai is 1.6 meters, and the 16-year-old Dazai is 1.7 meters four. Fortunately, the old Dazai is also 1.7 meters four.

Ha, this kind of guy who suddenly grows taller and no longer grows will definitely be 1.7 meters four for the rest of his life.

for sure.