There is one thing to say, although Osamu Dazai is annoying, his ability is not blown out.

So where to go next...

With the queen on my shoulders, the queen mother squatting on the suitcase, and the prince lying on my feet, I stood at a crossroad and fell into deep thought.

Although the best way for now is to leave Yokohama temporarily, but I won't be able to leave for a while.

After all, there is an exam...

I scratched my hair in distress, and I didn't want to study because of such a mess.

No way, Huang Shang, I tried my best to cheer myself up, but I just slept with a man. You have already slept with his boss, partner, subordinate, and friend (no, thinking about Oda Saku, I don’t think I have slept with him yet), There is no reason to sleep, and he himself feels guilty.

The ancestors said it well, if you sleep with a man, if you are too flustered and unable to study, then sleep with another one.

But for now, who is better to sleep with... The one who can withstand the torture of this doggy man Dazai Osamu... No matter how I think about it, there is only....

I calmly took out my mobile phone and made a call to someone whose name was [Hong Kong Black Conscience] in the address book. I didn’t seem to hear the fierce sound of wooden warehouses coming from the opposite side, and said to myself: "Zhongye, It's me, I accidentally put Osamu Dazai to sleep, I don't want to study, I just want to sleep with you."

"Wait?!! What did you say?!" Nakahara Chuya almost dropped the phone just as he picked up the phone, "Say it again?!!"

"I want to sleep with you." I said calmly.

"Shut up, don't say such things in broad daylight!" He said angrily, "I meant the last sentence."

"I put Osamu Dazai to sleep."

There was a loud bang on the phone, and then it fell silent for a moment, and after a while I heard Zhongyuan Zhongye's flat voice that seemed to contain a trace of murderous intent, "You said you put that bastard mackerel to sleep? !!what happened?!!"

"He ran to my house last night to buy me a drink, seduced me after getting me drunk..." I complained in a calm tone, "He wanted me to be responsible when he woke up this morning, so I knocked him out and ran away."

There was another loud bang, and even if I didn't see it, I could imagine the other party smashing the wall with a black face.

"Don't worry, I will kill him for you when I go back—" He gritted his teeth and said, "Well...you are fine, do you want to ask for leave?"

"Huh?" I was a little confused, "What can happen to my body."

"This, that..." He coughed a few times, "I just heard that some people feel a little pain for the first time..."

"Oh, this," I suddenly realized, "No wonder Osamu Dazai said he was in pain, so you can help him ask for leave."

"Wait, what is it?" Zhong Yuanzhong was also a little confused, "Who are you talking about? What's wrong with that bastard Dazai Osamu?!!"

"Maybe it's because I was too rough last night." I recalled the tragedy of Osamu Dazai's clothes being torn in the bedroom. Your legs are weak and you can't get out of bed."

"...???"

"You men are so delicate. When you get on the bed, the pain will be unbearable if you get stronger." I sighed, "You're so weak."

"Hey, don't confuse that bastard Dazai with me," he said angrily, "Also, obviously..."

"I'm going to defect." I interrupted him.

"Wait?! Why did you defect?" Nakahara Chuya's voice became anxious, "Is it because of Dazai, who is such a bastard?! Don't worry, when I come back, I will definitely—"

"I'm going to defect, Chuya," I repeated calmly, "Osamu Dazai clamored to make me responsible, you know, I can't promise him."

"You can ask the boss to resign, there is no need to defect, if you defect, you will..."

Once he defected, he would face the pursuit of the entire Hong Kong gangster.

I knew what Chuya meant, but it was too late.

"If you want to resign, you must get the consent of Dazai Osamu, who is your boss," I explained, "And for various reasons, I have relegated Mr. Mori to the cold palace, and it is impossible for him to let me go with his temper."

"Ah, I see," Zhong Yuan's deep voice came over after a long time, "If I meet you one day in the future... I will not show mercy."

"Don't worry, I won't let you have a chance to make a move." I paused, and suddenly remembered the purpose of calling in the first place, "Chuya, I want to sleep with you."

"Wait!! Don't say such...!!" The other party said angrily, "Aren't you going to defect?! Since you are defecting, you should hide well. If you dare to run to me, I will definitely arrest you come!"

"Chuya, if you don't let me sleep with you, or if you dare to come after me, I will release all your photos." I narrowed my eyes and threatened.

"Wait, what photo?!" Zhong Yuanzhong also had an ominous premonition.

I counted: "Ah, for example, last time you fell asleep, for example, last time you drank too much and took off your clothes and sang, or for example..."

"Wait! When did I take off my clothes and sing?!"

"No, actually you were just singing," I said sincerely, "I took off your clothes, and you jumped on me first..."

"I didn't do anything to you, did I?!" He asked in horror, "Why didn't you tell me?!"

"It's not me who suffers anyway," I said indifferently, "You rushed over and rubbed against me and said something like 'so hot', so I will help you take off your clothes." By the way, I took a photo as a souvenir.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

"So, please think about it carefully," I felt like a prostitute who forced her into prostitution, threatening, "If you don't follow me, be careful..."

The phone was hung up.

Ah, I am too funny.

I feel a little sorry, but thanks to his troubles, I figured out where to go.

I made another call: "President Fuze? I'm Huang Shang."

"It's me." A calm male voice came from the phone.

"I don't know, did your invitation from a year ago still count?"

"...I remember you joined the Port Mafia?"

"It's just a part-time job to earn some pocket money. I'm just doing clerical work. I'm definitely not involved in gang fights." I almost put my hands up and swore I was right.

Fukuzawa Yukichi was unmoved: "Miss Huang, if this is the case, why did you come to the detective agency?"

"President, you also know the side effects of my supernatural ability..." I coughed lightly, "Because I accidentally slept with their high-level..."

"..." The other party was silent for a while, "How many?"

"...cough cough almost all of them."

"..."

"President, you can't leave me alone," I pretended to cry, "If you don't take me in, I, my bird, my dog, and my cat will all have to live on the streets—"

I don't know if he was touched by a certain word, Fukuzawa Yukichi immediately said: "You can come to the detective agency to report now."

"Okay, thank you, President~" I hung up the phone contentedly, planning to go to the detective agency with my suitcase, but as soon as I turned around, I was stunned.

On this crowded street, at some point, a familiar figure quietly appeared across the road.

The handsome young man in military uniform with three plum blossoms under his left eye looked at me quietly.

grass!Why is Suehiro Tieshang here? ! ! !

What I'm worst at is dealing with this kind of single-minded guy, so I'm going to turn around and leave as if I didn't see it.

"Are you leaving again?" His cold voice sounded clearly in my ears for some reason despite being separated by a sea of ​​people.

"I said I would be responsible to you," his voice seemed aggrieved, "but you just left."

Nonsense, if I don't leave, I will be entangled by you.

"Is there something wrong with me?" He continued to ask.

No, you're fine, but you're a little silly, others... No, you believe everything I say.

My hand was caught.

The queen pointed at him with her wings and asked aggressively: "Bold concubine! How dare you offend me!"

"Ah, sorry." He said so, but he didn't let go.

I sighed, and turned to look at the brown-haired young man behind me, "Few people here know about me, so tell me, who told you."

Based on my understanding of Suehiro Tiechang, this guy usually only pays attention to exercising his body and doing missions... Generally, he doesn't pay attention to some irrelevant news, so someone must have informed him.

Suehiro Tieshang immediately sold his teammates: "It's Mr. Jono, he suddenly told me that you came to Yokohama."

Damn, Tiaoye Caiju, I knew it was you, a bastard, who was behind the trick!

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