Hong Kong and black wage earners

Timeline - 18 years old

Takigawa Qingxian woke up and found that his body had shrunk.

He stretched out two fleshy little hands from the baggy bathrobe, and his immature and round face fell into deep thought.

The memory of last night stayed at the scene where he took a sip of the drink in front of him, and he couldn't recall anything after that as if it was fragmented.

Is there something wrong with that drink?

He remembered that Dazai, Odasaku and Ango were present at the time, and Dazai was sitting next to him. If there is a problem with the drink, it is better to say that there is a problem with Dazai——

As long as Dazai is involved, nothing good will happen. This is an eternal truth.

His thoughts were quickly interrupted by the knock on the door, Takigawa Qingxian looked over vigilantly, and heard Dazai Osamu's voice urging him to get up.

Although he really wanted to rush up and grab his collar to question what was going on, but he didn't want to see him in this state at all.

So Takigawa Qingxian simply covered himself with the quilt, pretending that he was not there.

However, he ignored Dazai's lockpicking skills, and there was a clear sound of picking the lock next to his ear, and Dazai was about to come in.

Ahh...why does it feel like my brain has shrunk after my body has shrunk, what stupid thing am I doing?

"Qingxian~ Wake up~ Are you still asleep?"

"..."

Osamu Dazai stared at a small bag bulging on the bed, blinked and then lifted the quilt, and sure enough, he saw a small ball with his face buried in the quilt.

Huh?A small group?

The little bun on the bed looked only ten years old, with fluffy white hair, wrapped in an adult-sized bathrobe.

Little Baozi moved his head out hesitantly, looked over with two round red eyes, and wrinkled his eyebrows together in anger.

"Qingxian?" Dazai Osamu subconsciously asked, leaning down to look at him carefully.

"Dazai, is this a good thing you did?" Little Baozi Qingxian's voice was particularly soft now, with a strong nasal tone, which did not match the mature expression of a child, and there was a sense of contrast.

"Do you think I made you like this? You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately." Osamu Dazai had an innocent expression, "Also, Qingxian secretly drank alcoholic beverages very disobediently last night. Almost took a toll on the owner, the pub probably wouldn't exist if it weren't for me."

Takigawa Qingxian didn't seem to believe his words, "I clearly ordered non-alcoholic ones, and I didn't drink them secretly."

Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes, "Are you sure you remember everything? If you don't drink, there will be no problem with your memory."

"..." He really couldn't remember clearly.

Takikawa's expression gradually sank, he closed his eyes, "Dazai, ask Mr. Mori for leave for me."

"Ah, is this how you beg for help?"

Little Baozi puffed out his chubby cheeks in self-restraint, looked at him with accusing eyes, and said in a milky voice, "What do you want now that I am like this?"

Then Osamu Dazai covered his heart with his hands as if he had been hit by something, "Ah! Qing Xian, you are too foul--"

Osamu Dazai still asked for leave for him, and Ogai Mori kindly sent him care, but it was all useless nonsense, so he hung up decisively.

"So~ what should I do? If you don't want to solve it, you may never be able to change back."

Takigawa Qingxian gathered the wide collar to cover Bai Shengsheng's chest, "Give me a suit of clothes that fits first."

"Hey hey~" Dazai pinched his soft little face as a reward.

Not long after, Takigawa Qingxian changed into a British-style shirt, knitted vest and dark trousers, and stepped on a pair of shiny leather shoes.

He looks like a little master.

He couldn't reach the height of the mirror at this time, so he couldn't put on the blindfold in front of the mirror, so he looked at Dazai again.

"Am I your servant?" Dazai received the message from his gaze, and it happened that he gradually lost his resistance to such gaze.

Who made Qing Xian so cute now, she really deserves to be pampered.

Putting on the blindfold, Takigawa Qingxian has a fragile and fragile feeling, of course this is just an illusion.

In order to find out why he became like this, he had to go to the bar at night to confirm whether there was really a problem with the drink he drank. If not, it could only be something wrong with him.

Osamu Dazai followed him to the small restaurant where Oda Tsukuru often ate. He spent a long time in the morning, and it was almost noon now.

Takigawa Aozuru tiptoed to climb up the chair, but was hugged by Osamu Dazai through his armpit.

"..." Obviously this is his patent.

"What do you want to eat, brother?" The boss greeted the guests with a smile on his face, his eyes fell on Takigawa and he paused, "This kid looks so familiar..."

"Curry rice, not spicy." Takikawa said lightly.

"Hey...then I am the same." There is no crab meat rice.

"Okay, please wait a moment!"

After the hot curry rice was served on a plate, the two picked up spoons one after another and buried their heads in eating.

"Huh? Dazai, why did you come here to eat today?" The door was pushed open, and Oda Sakunosuke's voice came from a little surprised.

"Yo~ Odasaku, there is no other way, there is a child to take care of today, so I have to accompany him here."

"I didn't ask you to accompany me." Takigawa Qingxian turned to stare at him.

"Little friend?" Odasaku walked over and looked at the little Takikawa with slightly wide eyes, "Isn't this Qingxian? Or his brother?" No, it seems that Takikawa has no younger brother.

"It's Qingxian, it's probably because of drinking secretly last night that something went wrong."

"I told you I didn't drink it secretly."

Odasaku ordered extra spicy curry from the boss, and sat on the other side of Takigawa, "Yes, I remember Qingxian only ordered a glass of juice last night."

"Then it's not guaranteed that he stole any of our wine and drank it, and then he fell on the table motionless as if he was drunk?" Osamu Dazai spread his hands.

"..." Takikawa looked at the only honest person, Odasaku, "Really?"

"Well, it's true, so we're still wondering why you're suddenly drunk."

"Look~ Oda Saku has said that, but you are still stubborn."

"..." Takikawa fell into deep self-doubt.

He's not very greedy for alcohol either, how could he do such a thing as secretly drinking others?

"But I'm not sure if it's because of drinking." Odasaku rested his chin in one hand, and stroked Takigawa's hair that looked good to the touch with his free hand.

"Actually, it's good for Qingxian to keep like this. It's not too easy to use this protective face to deceive some mission targets." Osamu Dazai smiled viciously.

Takigawa Aozuru ignored him and focused on the curry rice in front of him.

After the meal, Odasaku said goodbye to them, and the two walked side by side on the street.

Coincidentally, they met Chuya Nakahara, who helped Ozaki Momiji get things.

"Isn't this a pitch-black dwarf? I'm also running errands for Ozakiden today~" Osamu Dazai waved to him with a smiling face.

"Tsk, it's really terrible. I actually met you, a green mackerel..." Nakahara Chuya walked over with his fists clenched with veins stretched out on his forehead.

When he noticed that there was a little boy who was only one meter tall beside Dazai, his eyes suddenly stopped.

"Qing, Qingxian!?" The man in front of him was exactly the same as the boy in his memory, and Zhong Yuanzhong was also a little surprised.

"Yo, Zhongye."

"How did you become like this? Did the bastard Dazai do it!?"

Osamu Dazai hugged himself injured, "I can only say that a slug is a slug, think about it with your fingernail-sized brain, is it possible for me to do such a thing?"

"Huh?! You bastard blue mackerel, tell me again! You don't even look at what you usually do! How can it be possible to have your share!?"

"..." Seeing that the two heads were about to stick together, Takigawa Qingxian put his hands into the narrow cuffs and left with a blank expression.

"There must be a limit to throwing blame, Qingxian hasn't said anything before you are so eager to convict me?"

"Tch... Huh? Where's Qingxian?"

The two belatedly realized that the little boy was no longer around.

In the small park, the white-haired boy sat on a swing and looked up at the sky, his two little feet dangling leisurely.

At this time, a silver-haired man in a kimono haori appeared, holding what appeared to be a small dried fish in his hand.

Takigawa Qingxian swept his gaze and saw a lazy cat squatting in the grass.

The man approached cautiously, squatted down in front of the flower cat gently, held his breath and stretched out his hand holding the dried fish to try to seduce it.

As a result, the cat turned its head away, walked away from him with small steps, and jumped onto Takikawa's lap under the man's disappointed eyes.

"..."

Looking at the man's expressionless face, Takigawa felt that the man was about to fall on all fours and let out a sound of frustration.

He picked up the tabby cat on his lap, walked in front of the man, grabbed the cat's forelimbs and brought it closer, and looked at him with calm eyes——

That scarlet eye read: Fuck it.

"..." The silver-haired man paused, but he didn't refuse. He squatted down and tentatively touched the flower cat's head.

The kitten wanted to struggle, but was grabbed by Takigawa Qingxian and had no way out, so it could only collapse into a cat cake and be stroked.

In this way, Takikawa spent a pleasant afternoon with a silver-haired man.

Night is the time of the mafia.

In the lupin bar, there are Osamu Dazai who never stops complaining, Sakunosuke Oda, a low-level mafia employee, and Ango Sakaguchi who has not fallen asleep for some time.

Hearing the clang of someone entering from the door, the three of them looked sideways.

The person who came was Takigawa Qingxian who disappeared all afternoon.

"Where have you been? It would be worrying to disappear suddenly." Dazai Osamu shook the wine glass in his hand, and the ice cubes collided with the glass wall to make a crisp sound.

Sakaguchi Ango narrowed his eyes behind the lens, "Is it true, Takikawa?"

Takigawa Qingxian waved to him casually, and climbed up the high stool in front of the bar with difficulty, and was even supported by Dazai during the process.

"Give him a sweet juice~" Osamu Dazai said to the bartender.

"No, please replace it with wine." Takikawa said in a milky voice.

"How can a child drink alcohol, drink juice obediently."

The bartender brings a glass of freshly squeezed juice.

"..." I'm obviously an adult!

"Who told Qingxian to get out of control when she gets alcoholic? Be obedient and don't cause trouble to the store manager~"

Takigawa Qingxian pouted, took a sip from the glass, and then chatted with them.

While they were having a lively chat, there was only a muffled "boom".

Takigawa Qingxian knocked his head on the table again as if he was drunk, Osamu Dazai suddenly grinned, picked him up and bid farewell to the other two.

"There's really nothing to do with him~ Before he loses control, I'll send him back first, see you another day~"

Seeing the relaxed back of Dazai leaving, Ango Sakaguchi frowned slightly, "Hey, this is definitely a good thing Dazai did."

"Well, I already felt—"

The next morning, Takigawa Aozuru's body finally returned to its original state...

The author has something to say:

In fact, it was Dazai who secretly changed the cup while Ao Xian was not paying attention~

Qingxian didn't pay attention to the cup, so he was cheated twice in a row to 233

The shrinking is the result of the ability getting out of control, there is no basis, don't take it seriously.

Is it sweet?Gaze from Googoo...