Hong Kong and black wage earners

The sushi looked delicious, and Takigawa Qingxian couldn't wait to start eating it. As soon as he clasped his hands together and prepared to start, he felt his clothes being torn twice.

He looked down and saw a curly-haired kid in a cow jumpsuit with his neck raised, his water green eyes wide open, revealing a look of surprise.

"Nah! You are that, that sister Qingzi!" Lan Bo pinched the corner of his clothes with his small hands, his tone was firm.

"Little friend, have we met?" Takigawa Qingxian didn't remember that he had ever seen such a child.

"I've seen it, but Mr. Rambo saw it in the world ten years later—"

"Eh? Ten years later?" Tsunayoshi Sawada murmured in surprise after noticing the movement here.

"Ah, that's right." Lan Bo took out a purple tube from his fluffy and curly hair, "Someone told Lord Lan Bo——If you see Sister Qingzi, use the ten-year bazooka!"

Sawada Tsunayoshi: "Huh?"

Takigawa Qingxian focused all his attention on the sushi. Just as he stretched out his hand to pinch a piece of nigiri sushi and wanted to swallow it into his mouth, he felt a sudden shadow on the top of his head. As soon as he raised his head, something enveloped his whole body. His eyes suddenly froze. dark.

"Boom—" a cloud of pink smoke exploded in response.

Osamu Dazai, who was closest, raised his hand to fan the smoke in front of him, and blinked curiously after seeing the figure that had grown significantly in the center of the dense fog.

The smoke dissipated quickly, and there was a man with a knife in his left hand pointing straight ahead where the white-haired boy was originally sitting.

"!" Everyone's eyes were focused on that person, and they were speechless in surprise.

Even Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows and let out a soft sigh of "Oh".

The person in the center of the line of sight has his back-length white hair tied into a ponytail and is scattered behind him. His facial features are more mature than those of a 14-year-old. He doesn't wear a blindfold, which makes him look soft but sharp, a beautiful face that blurs his gender.

The man was wearing a pure white kimono with black feathers on his shoulders, and he paused when he noticed the scene change.

Seeing the surrounding situation, the man turned his wrist to put the knife into the sheath, squatted down from the seat, and stared straight at the sushi in front of him.

"Ah, it's Takigawa ten years later!" Sawada Tsunayoshi's voice broke the frozen air.

But it seems that there is no change except that the hair has grown and the facial features have opened up. What's the matter with only seeing sushi at first glance? !

"Oh~ ten years later... so the Aoko-chan will look like this ten years later—" Osamu Dazai looked up and down with his chin in his hands, his eyes full of interest.

Ten years later, Takigawa Qingxian squatted on the seat with his knees bent as if he had never heard of it, his long curly hair slipped from his shoulders in front of him, he reached out and grabbed a piece of sushi and stuffed it into his mouth to chew.

While puffing his cheeks, he focused his attention on the people around him.

Seeing the brown-haired boy looking at him, he raised his hand and waved.

"Hey, Chief Sawada." The young man's voice was as clear as the first snow, and his slightly raised tone seemed a little casual.

"Oh, hello—" Has he already called him "Chief Sawada"?

"It's me, it's me, Lord Lanbo!" Lanbo ran over bouncingly and grabbed the young man's cuff, "Sister Qingzi!"

"Hmm—" the grown-up Takigawa touched Rambo's head.

Sawada Tsunayoshi opened his mouth slightly, why was Takikawa still mistaken for a woman ten years later?Lan Bo also called him "sister"!

The sight from the side was too obvious, the grown-up Takigawa slowly turned his head to look over, looked at it for a few seconds with examining eyes, and suddenly stretched out his hand to pinch Dazai's cheek.

"Did Dazai have such a small one before?" The young man pulled the soft flesh of Dazai's cheek, and even used both hands to try to squeeze out different shapes.

"Hiss... it hurts to pinch—" Osamu Dazai frowned, resisting with both hands, finally freed from the opponent's clutches, rubbed his red cheeks, and looked at him with resentful eyes.

The adult Takikawa took a few more sushi, and the corners of his mouth were stained with rice grains. He stretched out his fingers and twisted it off, and rolled it in with his tongue. It could be seen that he was in a good mood because he had sushi to eat.

"Hey, Qing Zijiang ten years later, you won't be the 'dog' of Hong Kong black, right?" Osamu Dazai stared at him and made a faint sound.

"..." The young man looked over with puffy cheeks, his breezy face showed no emotion, "The current Dazai probably hasn't joined Hong Kong gangsters yet, so I happen to have something to say to you—"

"?" Osamu Dazai tilted his head.

"It's too wasteful for you to enter Hong Kong with such good conditions. Wouldn't it be better to combine your own advantages and find another way? Miss Zhizi?"

"..." What is meant by this is that he wants him to sell his sex and do some sneaky things, right?And he deliberately avoided his question.

Why don't you admit that you are a dog of Hong Kong black as before?Obviously there is no burden at all.

"Ah—what happened ten years later?"

However, the young man just kept stuffing sushi into his mouth, making a whimper of satisfaction from the tip of his nose, and cleaned up the three plates of sushi in less than a minute.

Osamu Dazai held his face in boredom, "I've already eaten up, do you want to continue ignoring me?"

The adult Takikawa raised his hand and said loudly: "Please give me another plate of sushi, thank you."

"Okay, my sushi is really delicious!" Yamamoto just brought a plate full of it with a smile.

"..."

Looking at the white-haired young man who was eating deliciously, Osamu Dazai showed a slightly disappointed expression. It seems that ten years later, the relationship between him and Takikawa is still so neither salty nor weak, and it seems to be getting worse.

I'm so curious what happened...

On the other side, strange pink smoke suddenly appeared after the line of sight went dark. Takigawa Qingxian, who was sitting, suddenly lost the support of the chair, and sat down on the ground with a dazed expression, holding a piece of sushi in his hand.

When the smoke cleared, he could see clearly the environment he was in.

This is a narrow and deep alley with dim light and humid air, and in front of him stood a black-haired man in a sand-colored windbreaker.

"..." When he saw the man's face clearly, he paused when he wanted to get up.

The man has a handsome face that can be described as beautiful, his hair is soft and slightly unkempt, and a pair of iris-colored eyes hidden in the shadows seem to be beating with broken light.

The familiar facial features, the familiar bandages, and the iconic smile——

"Dazai." Takigawa Qingxian stood up and swallowed the sushi in his hand after speaking.

"It's just in time, Xiao Qingxian...ah no, it should be—Xiao Qingzi~" The voice of the adult Dazai Osamu was even more magnetic, and he took a step forward with a bright smile.

"..." Why is he so tall.

Takigawa stood up straight and only reached the adult Dazai's chest, and he had to look up to see the other's face.

"How is this going?"

"This is the world ten years later, Xiao Qingzi can stay here for 5 minutes—" the adult Dazai Osamu raised his arms and spread his palms, then leaned slightly with his hands on his hips, "So let's not talk nonsense, let's get straight to the point .”

"So it's your fault?"

"Ah, as expected of Xiao Qingzi, but this is because I want to help you out of good intentions."

Hearing this, Takigawa Qingxian raised an eyebrow, "Do you want to help you pay off your debts ten years ago? In that case, the total will be 5614 yen."

As he spoke, he stretched out his palms upwards, indicating that he would give the money quickly.

"..." The black-haired young man frowned helplessly with a smile, reached into the windbreaker pocket with both hands and took out the empty inner core to show him, "Unfortunately, my wallet has been lost for a long time."

"Then it seems that Dazai has remained the same for ten years." You don't look like an adult at all——

"Hmm—maybe~" Osamu Dazai stuffed his pockets back, shrugged his shoulders with a smile, and then took out a palm-sized piece of paper from the inner pocket of the windbreaker.

"Let's get down to business, Xiao Qingzi, when you see this man, you must kill him."

Taking the paper from the other party, Takigawa Qingxian looked down and found that it was a photo of a man with short white hair and blood red eyes.

"He is—" Although he had never seen this face before, he felt a faint connection with him, and the answer was already on his lips.

"Yes, he is Xiao Qingzi's father." Osamu Dazai half-closed his eyelashes, and slightly parted his curved lips.

"name."

"Bai Jingchi, Xiao Qingzi will definitely meet him in the near future."

"Why?" Takigawa Qingxian looked up, the knuckles of the fingers holding the photo turned white.

Knowing that his father was not dead, various doubts began to arise in his heart.

What did this father, whom he had never met since birth, do to kill him as soon as he met?Why did he show up again?

"Xiaoqingzi just do as I say, some things should not be revealed too much." Osamu Dazai said with a mysterious face.

"I have no reason to listen to you—" You fooled me not long ago.

Hearing the boy's uncooperative speech, Osamu Dazai still had that relaxed and smiling expression, "Then there's no other way, I've tried my best, and it's up to Xiao Qingzi to decide."

This adult Dazai seems to laugh even more than he did ten years ago, and he's becoming more and more fake, this man.

Takigawa Qingxian glanced at him, folded the photo in half and put it in his pocket, "Is this why you brought me here from ten years ago? What do you want to do?"

"Oh my god, are you still being questioned? Don't worry, I won't do anything bad to Xiao Qingzi—" Osamu Dazai walked towards the entrance of the alley, turned his head slightly and waved at him.

"By the way, it's not bad to eat curry rice once in a while."

"?"Curry rice?

Watching the tall young man walk away step by step, Takigawa Qingxian was silent for a while, and then the pink smoke once again caught his sight.

Back to the sushi restaurant in the next second.

"Ah, I'm back." It was Osamu Dazai who spoke.

Seeing Takikawa's silent expression, he blinked and asked, "Aoko-chan, did you meet something there?" His expression was a little strange.

"..." The originally silent person looked down at the empty dinner plates in front of him, his brows became entangled, "Where's the sushi?"

Osamu Dazai grinned, "It will be eaten up by you ten years later."

"..."

Ten years later, Takigawa Qingxian returned to that alley, and found that the man whose neck he held with a knife had already escaped. Although he was upset, his unhappiness was instantly wiped away after eating a sumptuous sushi meal. And empty.

The young man with a ponytail tucked his hands into his wide sleeves, stepping on clogs and walking calmly towards the entrance of the alley.

"Next time we must catch—"

"Dazai..."