Hong Kong and black wage earners

"I've figured it out—"

Takigawa Qingxian's eyes flickered slightly, and he stood up abruptly, "The car is driving."

The interrupted Osamu Dazai put one hand on his waist and said in dissatisfaction: "I'm talking about something very important, hey, Qing Xian, are you listening?"

What an impolite guy who does his own way...

"Dazai—"

"uh-huh?"

The hair of the white-haired boy was blown by the wind from the passing train, and the ends of the hair gently scratched his cheek.

"What kind of landing posture do you want?"

"..." Osamu Dazai blinked silently.

Then there was a burst of earth-shaking, he couldn't control his body like a rag doll in the center of the wind, and was...

Caught by the waist by a slender boy who was a bit shorter than him, he was flying in the messy wind.

After grasping the object with both hands to stabilize the center of gravity of the body, Takigawa Qingxian nodded with satisfaction, "Mmm! It landed perfectly."

Osamu Dazai turned pale, "I feel bad—"

Sure enough, he still hated this person. He talked to himself, looked at no one, and always changed the topic intentionally or unintentionally.

Although he has to admit that he is a combatant with some brains, except for a certain point that interests him, he is against him everywhere.

"By the way, what did you want to say before?" Takigawa Qingxian hung leisurely at the end of the train, but now he seemed to be listening attentively.

Osamu Dazai sighed, with a helpless and reluctant smile on his fair face, "Well, it seems like it's not a good time to mention this now." It would be bad if the other party kicked him down again without saying a word, after all, the other party is a Unreasonable people.

"I found out that Dazai is a smart guy, did he deliberately make things difficult for me because of my honesty?"

"...I won't comment on the first half of the sentence, but I only know—"

Osamu Dazai twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Qing Xian's mouth is a deceiving ghost."

"Since you said that, then I can only bear it silently, who made me just a hardworking wage earner—"

Takigawa Qingxian entered the gangsters to repay the debts, not the debts of the gangsters, but the debts of Mori Ogai, which is one of the main reasons why they can quickly negotiate.

Then Mori Ogai half coerced him to become the only "witness", which completely cut off his retreat.

It was Mori Ogai himself who suggested him to join Hong Kong Black——

Who can know that the other party is not only his creditor, but also his immediate boss?

Therefore, the newcomers recommended by the other party must ride on his head.

Speaking of which, his salary hasn’t been raised for a long time, Yukiko’s hospitalization expenses have been in arrears for a long time, and the debt owed to the black-hearted doctor Mori Ogai has not been paid off...

If this continues, he may have to spend his entire life in Hong Kong gangsters.

Osamu Dazai looked at the white-haired boy in front of him, whose complexion gradually became calm. There seemed to be a whirlpool slowly expanding around his body. Even if he was speechless, he could clearly understand his psychology from it.

This kind of feeling that is easy to understand but also incomprehensible is really terrible, which makes him want to cut people open to find out all the time.

Takikawa saw that the time was almost up, and he should be able to avoid the ticket inspectors if he went in now.

It's just that the last carriage was locked, and he was thinking about splitting it open with a knife.

Osamu Dazai raised his hand to stop him, and took out a paperclip from his pocket, "Ao Xian always thinks about solving problems through violence, it's really a bad habit."

"..."

With a "click", the lock was released in response.

"Sa~ let's go in."

Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand as a gesture of "please", and Aozuru Takigawa stepped in with his sleeves in his hands.

The train seats in this period were made of wood, and the passengers sat in twos and threes. Perhaps Takikawa's forward posture was too natural, and no one noticed the sudden appearance of the two "stowaways".

After searching the carriages one after another, Takigawa successfully saw the back of a blond owl's head, and Tanjiro and the other sat beside him.

"Yo, Anjuro." Takikawa walked over, leaning his elbows on the back of the chair, and greeted Purgatory by the window.

"Qingxian, are you here too!" Purgatory Xingshoulang raised his eyes, his eyes were full of joy and enthusiasm.

Tanjiro also cast his gaze, and only then came to his senses when he looked at Takikawa who was glowing white all over, "Ah, that figure before was really you, Aoken."

The seat opposite them happened to be empty, and Takigawa Qingxian sat down to face Purgatory.

Then Osamu Dazai also sat beside him, looking at the two people opposite him curiously.

Takikawa looked at the wooden box beside him, and smelled a familiar smell inside, it was a ghost.

"This is Tanjirou's younger sister."

"Well, it's my sister Nezuko."

"Hey, why don't you introduce me?" Speaking of which, it's really strange for Qingxian to know this type of people. They all wear swords on their waists, and they are all swordsmen.

"Qingxian, is this someone you know?" Purgatory looked at this strange face suspiciously.

Takigawa Qingxian pushed Dazai Osamu who was almost close to his body, "It's just an insignificant person, please don't worry about it."

"The green string is too much——"

"Oh..." Purgatory's golden eyes showed "I understand", and then he pursed his lips and smiled, "Mmm! Hello, I am Purgatory Xingjurou."

"You are the person Qingxian will meet even if he 'smuggles'~ I am lucky to meet you, I am Osamu Dazai~"

"Huh?" What do you mean?

Purgatory Xingshou Lang didn't understand the meaning of his words for a while.

But Tanjiro suddenly became enlightened, he smiled helplessly, is that so?

"Yes, I'm here to look for you." Takigawa Qingxian raised his chin confidently, "I made this move because I didn't have any money—"

"Xing Shoulang won't be angry with me for this?"

Now that Purgatory finally realized what was going on, he laughed heartily twice, squinting his eyes like a big cat in good spirits.

"Just want to see me? Mmm, I'm very happy! To be so dependent on Qingxian."

Takikawa blinked, was he happy about this?Are you happy with your decision?

Osamu Dazai glanced between the two of them, then suddenly approached Takikawa and whispered in his ear, "Ao Xian likes this type?"

"..." Takigawa Qingxian elbowed the person away a little, thinking about this question in his heart.

like?Xing Shoulang made him feel very comfortable, being taken care of by others, and sometimes he felt like being stuffed with warm honey milk, which made his head dizzy.

fluttering——

Those red eyes widened slightly, "So this is 'like'?"

I like the feeling of lightness!

"Ahh—Actually, you don't have to think about it so seriously." Osamu Dazai really just wanted to tease him, but he agreed on his own.

On the other side of the aisle, my wife Shanyi, who has excellent hearing, could clearly hear the whispers of the two of them. He is now so shocked that he wants to hit the wall.

That's right, he believed it—Takigawa Qingxian liked the matter of purgatory.

"I don't know how Mr. Purgatory met our Qing Xian, can you tell me about it?" Osamu Dazai said with interest while crossing Erlang's legs and resting his chin in one hand.

"sure--"

Takikawa glanced at Dazai Osamu coldly, his eyes full of warning, but the latter didn't seem to notice it.

Purgatory began to vividly tell the story of their encounter.

It was a day more than a year ago, when Purgatory heard that there was another ghost on a certain mountain, so he rushed over immediately.

When they arrived, there was no trace of the ghost.

He looked around and saw Takikawa sitting on a money box with a Japanese sword in the shrine.

At that time, Takikawa looked much smaller than now.

If there is no accident, Takikawa solved those ghosts by himself.

Purgatory felt that he had discovered a talent.

He took the man back, and after learning that the other party didn't understand ghosts, he taught him carefully.

Later, he discovered that Takikawa didn't need to sleep at all, but would suddenly lose consciousness without warning, so he asked Yashiki Yoya, who was the main birth, so that Takikawa could stay in Choya during the period of unconsciousness.

This is the story of how the two met for the first time——

"It's surprisingly ordinary." Osamu Dazai leaned back on the chair.

"Haha, is that so? But I'm very glad to have met Qing Xian!" Purgatory laughed and joked.

"From now on, Dazai is the air." Takigawa Qingxian folded his arms around his body, and turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window.

Dazai Osamu secretly looked at Takikawa's side face, the other party seemed a little uncomfortable with the words behind Purgatory.

In other words, is there such a creature as a "ghost" in Taisho history?What is Ghost Slayer?

Is this an overhead history?

Just as he was thinking about this, a humanoid creature with crooked features and horns suddenly appeared in the carriage.

This is a ghost, it looks too disgusting——

As soon as Purgatory Xingshoulang saw the ghost appearing, he got up and drew his sword, and his whole body changed drastically.

The ghost was beheaded on the spot by one of his moves.

Purgatory faces the fallen ghost with its back facing, and the posture of closing the knife is extremely handsome.

Tanjiro, Zenitsu, and Inosuke all clamored to worship him as their teacher.

"Well! Let me take care of everyone!" Purgatory, who loves to take care of others, agreed almost in one breath.

The matter came to an end, the sky had darkened, and they leaned on each other to sleep.

Takigawa Qingxian suddenly felt drowsy like a tide, and the second before his eyelids closed, he was still thinking, why did he leave so soon this time?

He opened his eyes again, but he didn't appear in his apartment. The simple Japanese-style building in front of him was his former residence.

what happened?

Takikawa looked down at his hands, which had obviously shrunk a lot, and the clothes on his body were also worn before.

With countless doubts in his heart, he walked towards the house, and as soon as he stepped on the floor, a tall, faceless man walked towards him.

It's Mr. Takikawa.

"Qing Xian, come here."

Although the man was tall, he was a little thin, and the dark kimono looked a bit out of place on his body.

Takigawa Qingxian followed, he was a little curious about where the other party was taking him.

And this plot is somewhat familiar——

Following Mr. Takikawa to the practice room where he usually practiced swords, he saw several knives lying quietly on the knife rack, and his eyes stayed on the samurai sword that was snow-white from the handle to the scabbard.

"Pick one, and it will be your saber from now on."

Takigawa Qingxian bent her lips, "I want my mother to help me choose."

The author has something to say:

Taki · Honest Man · Chuan: Damn, I'm just a wage earner.

Too Simple and Harmless Zai: In fact, my heart is very fragile.

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