[Comprehensive] I, the king of power, worked as a white worker in Yokohama

01

Planting Ears in May is a good time of the year for transplanting rice seedlings.

Zhizi stood on the ridge of the field, she was wearing a beige windbreaker and a scarf around her neck.With such attire, after staying in the sun for a while, I feel slightly hot.

Taking off the scarf and putting it on the crook of his arm, Zhizi looked around curiously, and then was attracted by the two figures in the paddy field.

The boy and the young man wearing a straw hat, the former is quick to plant rice because of practice makes perfect, while the latter effectively uses the convenience of supernatural powers to plant rice in parallel with the coat that has turned into a black beast to improve efficiency.

The straw hat boy is Miyazawa Kenji. Zhizi remembers that he joined the detective agency a few months ago after being invited by Fukuzawa Yukichi.As for the other black-haired youth...Ryunosuke Akutagawa of the port mafia—at least judging from his appearance and supernatural powers, he is right.

Because there was an experience of falling into a parallel world before, Zhizi quickly reacted to the sudden change in the surrounding environment.

It's just that when she saw the picture of "Akutagawa and Kenji getting along friendly and transplanting rice seedlings", she still couldn't help doubting the authenticity of this world.

——Could it be that the Hong Kong gangsters and detective agencies in this world have a harmonious relationship to the point that "important members of one side will volunteer to help members of the other side do farm work"?

Maybe it was because Zhizi's gaze was too prescient, the two who were planting the seedlings stopped and looked towards her.

One gaze is simple and straightforward, and the other gaze is vigilant with scrutiny.

"Hello, have you encountered any difficulties? Do you need our help?" Miyazawa Kenji asked.

"Thank you," Zhizi smiled back politely.She thought for a while and said, "It's hard to tell the specific situation at once, but I did encounter a lot of trouble."

"Then you have found the right person! We are members of the Armed Detective Agency, specializing in helping people solve troubles. You can tell us if you have any difficulties."

"Both are members of the detective agency?" Zhizi keenly grasped the key information in this sentence.

Miyazawa Kenji nodded: "My name is "Miyazawa Kenji", and his name is "Akutagawa Ryunosuke", both investigators of the detective agency.I'll take you to the office after we finish planting the rice seedlings. I'll trouble you to wait a little longer. "

——This is really...unexpected.

02

"...so that's the way it is."

"...I don't know why I ran to the countryside and got lost with my husband."

In the reception room of the detective agency, Zhizi was sitting on the sofa by the window, and she was telling the members of the detective agency opposite about the difficulties she encountered.

Except that "time travel" is disguised as "running from the city to the countryside", the other parts are all true, including her worry about Dazai and her urgency to find him as soon as possible.

Kunikida gently pushed down his glasses, and asked, "According to your description, Ms. Miyata, this matter is not simple. To facilitate our investigation, can you tell me about your husband's characteristics?"

"Well . . . he's got bandages all over his body except his face. He's prone to getting into the water, though that's rarely happened since he got married.—so I thought maybe a walk down the river might find him."

After listening to her words, everyone fell into an awkward silence.

At this moment, the door of the reception room was opened from the outside——

"Ah, sorry, I'm late..."

Zhizi looked back.

Their eyes met, but they couldn't read any useful information from the man's face.

The man just glanced at Zhizi and then looked away. As he walked towards here, he asked his companion: "Is there a new commission?"

Kunikida nodded, and then asked: "Are you being stopped by some talkative old man again, Oda?"

After getting an answer that was similar to what he expected, Kunikida rubbed the center of his brows with a headache, and said helplessly, "Respecting the elders is a virtue, which is very good, but you should give me a priority! Just reject it directly, hey!"

"--never mind……"

A similar conversation seemed to have happened not long ago, and Kunikida recalled it, so he had to quickly stop the topic, so as not to have another meaningless discussion.

"He is Sakunosuke Oda, and one of the investigators of the detective agency. This is Ms. Miyata, the client this time."

After introducing the two of them, Kunikida briefly repeated what Zhizi said earlier.

In the end, he handed over the task of finding people to Oda: "...Everyone else is busy, that kid Akutagawa put his heart and soul into collecting the stamps on the "OK" card, and I still have a lot of documents I haven't finished processing, so I can only leave it to you, Oda. "

Oda has no opinion.

He turned his gaze back to Zhizi: "Miss Miyata, let's go find your husband."

03

Oda and Zhizi searched along the surrounding river, but found no suspicious humanoid objects.

Zhizi was not surprised by such a result.

Because whether it was the king's vague sense of the clan members or the locator inside the wedding ring, they all told her the approximate location of Dazai's current location - the Hong Kong Hei Building.

On the surface, she commissioned a detective agency to find someone, but in fact she wanted to understand the situation in this world, find out why she and Dazai fell here and find a way to go back.

Zhizi felt that now might be a rare opportunity.

"What kind of work did Mr. Oda do before joining the detective agency?" She asked curiously.

"It's just a trivial job." Oda replied.

Zhizi decides to take back the previous idea, the opportunity is a good opportunity, but the person chatting may not be the right person.

For Oda, it may be more efficient to ask directly than to talk in a roundabout way.

"Mr. Oda, do you have a friend named "Osamu Dazai"? "

"No." Oda replied almost without thinking, "Among my few friends, including people I know, there is no one with this name."

Zhizi froze.

Not only are they not friends, but they have never even met before. This situation is indeed beyond her expectations.

After recovering from the daze, Zhizi moved his lips, wanting to ask some more questions, but was interrupted by a sudden sense of nausea.

She quickly covered her mouth and turned her body to the outside.

"Well……"

04

The highest floor of the Hong Kong and Black Building, in the chief's office.

The man who suddenly appeared in the room made the already oppressive and stagnant atmosphere even more breathless.

Standing at the back of the room, the young cadre responsible for keeping the chief safe came out of the darkness.

Although his height has always remained in his youth, his strong strength allowed him to occupy the second position in the organization-the highest cadre of the port mafia and the most powerful supernatural person-Gravity Maker Chuya Nakahara.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also planning to deal with the uninvited guest on the spot just like he did with the previous assassins, but he was stopped in time.

"Chuya, he is not a dangerous person."

Zhong Yuanzhong also stopped, and frowned at the young man in the sand-colored windbreaker.It can be said that, except for the clothes, this young man and Osamu Dazai, who is the leader of the organization, are almost like carved out of the same mold.

It was very suspicious, but Chuya still obeyed the order and prepared to retreat to the back of the room.

however--

"I want to chat with him alone, Zhongya, you go out first."

"Huh?" Zhong Yuanzhong also opened his eyes slightly.After making sure that he heard correctly, he said disapprovingly: "No matter what your relationship is, even if he is not in danger, he may be used by someone who wants to assassinate you. How can you allow you to talk alone?"

"I'm not asking for your permission, I'm giving an order. You are a subordinate, and I'm the leader. Orders are absolute in the mafia, and it's okay not to obey the orders of the "leader." "

The gentle tone contained a tough attitude that could not be refuted.

This man is the emperor of the dark world. In four and a half years, he has developed Hong Kong and Hong Kong into a terrifying existence that can rival the government.If you think he is easy to talk to and get along with because he has a smile on his face and his manner is modest and polite, then it is a big mistake.

No one dared to disobey the order of Osamu Dazai, and no one would disobey it.

Of course, these are not the reasons why Zhongye obeyed his orders.

Even if he hates "Dazai Osamu" so much, as long as he is the leader of the organization, he must protect and obey him - that's the simple truth Nakiya follows.

"...Then it's up to you."

Zhong also clicked his tongue lightly, turned and walked towards the door.His footsteps were extremely heavy, and it looked like he was venting his inner displeasure.

When he walked to the side of the young man in the windbreaker, he gave the young man a warning look, then pushed the door hard and went out.

The heavy door was closed, and the room was deadly quiet, and neither of the two people who stayed in the room spoke first.

After a while, they both spoke at the same time——

"The only world where Oda Saku survived and wrote novels?" / "In your world, Oda Saku is still alive."

A casual tone, like a cloud floating in the sky.A voice was hoarse and low, like a feeble cry from the mud with all its might.

【Osamu Dazai】—the man in black sitting behind the desk—the smile on his face faded until it disappeared.

Dazai—the young man in the windbreaker standing in front of the room—the corners of his lips rose a little, as if he understood the whole situation at once, and his mood, which had deteriorated due to being separated from Zhizi, also inexplicably improved.

If there is no comparison, there will be no harm. Even if the harm is to himself in the world of the "book", Dazai will not feel any pressure.

"Ah, actually, it was impossible for us to meet in the first place, but who told me to pay back the favor I owed? If it was in the past, I wouldn't owe any favor. After all, this is a super troublesome thing. But... It will change, so—in order to end the trouble quickly, so that I can leave here with my branch, can you please tell me where is the "book" in this world? "

[Dazai Osamu]'s face instantly sank.

For a moment, he had the idea of ​​killing the young man in front of him, but this ridiculous idea was quickly rejected by him.

In order to protect this false but unique world, he will eliminate all unfavorable factors that interfere with the plan, but if the unfavorable factor is himself in another world, he may need to spend some time thinking about countermeasures.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not interested in meddling in your affairs." Dazai shrugged his shoulders, with a look of "Don't be sentimental". "I want to find the "book" and you want to protect the "book", these two things are not in conflict.In a way, it's an upgraded version of your ultimate goal. "

The smile on Dazai's face suddenly deepened, accompanied by an imperceptible trace of confidence.

"...That is—the lie will come true, and the world will not be destroyed."

The author has something to say: 1. The background is that the mustard in the if line started to collect 6 "OK" card stamps, which happened to be the part of farming

2. If the original book mentioned that this is the world inside the "book", not a parallel world, so it is very unstable, and there is a possibility of collapse and destruction

3. The favor owed by Zaikou is the favor of Uncle Chuanping (Okay, I started to fill in the holes →→)

4. The next update will probably be on Sunday or Monday

感谢在2020-01-1317:09:59~2020-01-1710:39:40期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of meow;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!