Forced to become a black young master in Hong Kong, I just want to win the Nobel Prize

The super cute little Mochizuki experienced a full-hand rubbing in the Armed Detective Agency, and finally stayed at Ranpo and Izumi Kyoka to share snacks, forming a new trio of "elementary school students".

Osamu Dazai asked the president Fukuzawa Yukichi for some information, and what he saw when he came back was the scene where Mochizuki was favored by all the stars.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

I don't know why I'm a little angry :)

Probably out of some kind of discomfort of "I'm working to support my family, but you are acting cute and eating melons".

Osamu Dazai, with a calm face showing dark air.

An invisible hairy radar on Dazai Mochizuki's forehead trembled, and when he looked back, he met Dazai Osamu's dark eyes.

The big eyes blinked and turned into crescents, and the voice was sweet and soft: "Oni-chan, you are back."

Stretched out two hands, with an expression of wanting to hug.

Osamu Dazai: ...Why can't this fire come out?

However, he got unanimous glaring from the Armed Detective Agency, as if he was upset about being robbed of something.

——Obviously they coaxed her for a long time, but at least this girl was not afraid of coming to a strange environment, but as soon as this guy came, Xiao Mochizuki gave him the sweet smile... It seemed that she had worked hard for so long and finally It's as if the results were taken away by a black-hearted boss. I'm unhappy, super unhappy.

After seeing their expressions, Osamu Dazai felt even happier, and rarely smiled at them.

Armed Detective Agency: "..."

No matter which world's Dazai he is in, he has a soul specialty called itchy head.

Walking around them and walking to the front, he didn't hug her as she wished, but just held her hand: "Let's go to lunch."

Little Mochizuki put down his other hand and jumped off the chair a little disappointed, but quickly focused on Dazai Osamu's words: "Lunch? Okay, let's go have lunch!"

Junichiro Tanizaki rubbed his nose, and he respected Mr. Dazai and Uji from another world: "Do you want us to recommend a place to eat?"

Osamu Dazai put one hand into the pocket of the windbreaker, and said in a flat voice: "There are not many differences between the two worlds, and I can handle them well."

Little Mochizuki was led out, looked up at the reliable Dazaini expectantly: "Where shall we have lunch, can we go to McDonald's?"

"..." Osamu Dazai was silent for a while, especially when he thought that Mochizuki paid such obsessive attention to his diet and health when he grew up, did Mochizuki also indulge in junk food when he was a child?

"No, I'll take you to eat something else."

"Wow——" Xiao Mochizuki made an expectant voice applauding the venue, but she said with some hesitation, "But I don't like Japanese food very much."

Although I grew up in a Japanese orphanage when I was a child, Mochizuki's food tastes quickly changed when he went to China, and he quickly got used to the same Chinese taste as his parents, and even became dissatisfied with the Japanese food he was used to. Caught a cold... Maybe the family-feeling food she ate after she went to China found her true soul home.

Osamu Dazai didn't panic at all, as if he had expected Mochizuki's words a long time ago.

"It's not the kind of Japanese food you think, it's the restaurant you like when you grow up." Just kidding, when Mochizuki went to the headquarters of Hong Kong and Hei for the first time, he almost went to eat fast food because of taste problems. The second unexpected!

"Want to eat seafood? There is a restaurant that is famous for its seafood. You like to eat crabs over there, and you took me there once too—although it was to tease me." Xiao Mochizuki instills private goods.

Little Mochizuki didn't realize that he was teasing her secretly by complaining. She thought carefully about the option of eating seafood, and then hesitated: "For seafood, it's better to eat at night?" Maybe this is a habit in China Habit of going to big pai stalls at night?

Osamu Dazai didn't bother, so he changed if he didn't want to go: "There is also a Chengdu-style restaurant nearby that you said is very authentic. Although the spiciness is a bit compromised, it is also one of the best in Japan."

Little Mochizuki was shocked, showing a shocked expression: "Spicy food? Do I actually like spicy food when I grow up? But I don't like spicy food. Spicy food is terrible."

"..." It turns out that the taste during the growth process is not static, "What about Manhe? It's Thai food."

Little Mochizuki showed a genuine blankness on his face: "What kind of Thai food is it? I haven't eaten it, is it delicious?"

...Forget it, it's also a very spicy dish.

"Barbecue?"

"So greasy..."

"In this case, it seems that we have to use our trump card..." Dazai Osamu said unhurriedly, "Then go to Matsukawa." He lowered his head and looked at Xiao Mochizuki, "—When you grow up, what do you say there?" The food has a homey feel.”

"Okay, let's go to Songchuan!" Little Mochizuki's eyes turned into crescent moons again, and couldn't help holding Dazaini's hand with both hands and showing him a sunny smile, "You are so kind, Ninny~ not at all. Think I'm a picky eater~"

Oops... the sugar content is a bit high...

Osamu Dazai originally wanted to tease her and say, "Who said I don't hate it?", but he really lost to the "Nini"...

He chuckled and said slowly: "It's just personal taste and preference, there is no need to insist on consistency."

"Hey hey hey~" It could be said that it came to the bottom of my heart, Xiao Mochizuki smiled happily.

The figures of two people disappeared at the door, and the voices became farther and farther away.

Wuzhen was a little shocked here.

Osamu Dazai...is he the one who remembers all the restaurants my sister frequents?

Originally, I thought that the adoption relationship formed in my teens was not the same as the brother and sister families who grew up together, but now it seems... what, it's not bad at all.

It's no wonder that when Mochizuki is still talking a lot in this world, how about bringing Brother Zhi one by one, they are like this, and they really have a very close brother-sister relationship.

For some reason, I was suddenly touched—maybe it was because I saw a person who was not born to belong to this world find a place to belong here.

……

Osamu Dazai thought he was a man of his word, so after Matsukawa took his seat, he told Mochizuki the truth that she wanted to pay herself.

Of course Xiao Mochizuki had no objection to this, and even showed an enthusiastic smile.

Pay for it yourself!Just like adults!

It's great to be an adult, and I've already made my own money!

"What about brother?" Little Mochizuki also rolled his eyes, and naturally saw Osamu Dazai taking a card from her, "Oni-chan, are you also using my money?"

Osamu Dazai was not in a hurry to tell the truth, he crossed his fingers and held his chin to look back: "If I say yes, what does Mochizuki think?"

"It's nothing." Little Mochizuki was very calm, and even waved his hand very boldly, "My money is also my brother's. You can use Oni-chan, if it is not enough, I will make money to support you!"

Osamu Dazai's laughter sounded cheerful, and his expression was a little helpless. He was really defeated by this guy. Is he so good at coaxing people at such a young age?It's amazing...

"Okay, I won't tease you. Don't worry about this kind of thing, I won't let you make money to support the family." Osamu Dazai said softly, "—this is my secondary credit card, so I use my own money."

Little Mochizuki wrinkled her little nose in dissatisfaction, and whispered, "What... I can do it too..."

"Yes, yes, but before Mochizuki grows up, leave this kind of thing to me." Dazai Osamu replied with a kind of good temper that was amazing to his subordinates.

Just after ordering, I suddenly heard a very familiar voice from a teenager.

"...Is that Dazai-san?"

Osamu Dazai didn't turn around, but Mochizuki looked over curiously, so he met the boy's eyes.

A mysterious boy with black and white gradient hair color, Xiao Mochizuki said seriously that such a hairstyle will definitely be criticized when he goes to school in China.

Akutagawa's hesitation is not unreasonable. Although the back is Osamu Dazai's, the familiar yet unfamiliar black windbreaker on the back of Mr. Dazai's chair was burned when Mr. Dazai defected to Hong Kong.

Where did Mr. Dazai find such a coat that was the same as before, and... what kind of mood did Mr. Dazai put on this coat again?

Then he saw the shrunken version of Dazai Mochizuki——

Little Mochizuki tilted her body, revealing a small head from Osamu Dazai's cover, looking curious about his identity.

And Akutagawa's expression was also very surprised, why did this supernatural being who should have returned to his own world appear here again?

I felt something for a moment.

Osamu Dazai still didn't turn around, but he also knew who the speaker was.

"Ah, it's Akutagawa-kun." Dazai Osamu's voice sounded very calm, although it was unexpected that a Hong Kong black person would be here by such a coincidence at this time.

After Akutagawa persistently walked in front of him, Osamu Dazai was finally willing to raise his head and gave him a look: "—Maybe you should have discovered that I am not the Osamu Dazai who taught you."

Akutagawa stared at the words, was silent for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "...Indeed, there are many differences between the two Mr. Dazai."

The most obvious should be the size difference.Compared to the Dazai-san in front of him, the Dazai-san in their world is too skinny.

"... Oni sauce, is this someone you know?" Little Mochizuki asked curiously.

"Well, this..." Regarding this question, Osamu Dazai thought for a while, and then said, "Although the conditions in the two worlds are somewhat different, but...we do know each other."

"What, Akutagawa-kun is there something else?" Although Osamu Dazai had a smile on his face, it was very obvious that he was driving someone away.It seems that no matter which world Osamu Dazai is not gentle with Akutagawa_(:з」∠)_

Ryunosuke Akutagawa seems to be quite reliable when he is not impulsive. He is a serious and cold-faced boy.

He thought for a while, then raised his eyes to look at Osamu Dazai again, there was some excitement and eagerness in his voice that was so secretive that it was hard to detect.

"If I'm not mistaken, you are Mr. Dazai from the parallel world—the Mr. Dazai who became the leader of the port mafia!"

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