Night Rabbit Inquisitor

The room is quiet.

Shenyao turned to look at Mr. Odasaku on the left, and then at Osamu Dazai, and found that their expressions and demeanors were surprisingly consistent at the moment.

Surprise and astonishment are intertwined, each other wants to step forward but no one steps forward, each other wants to speak but is waiting for the other to speak.

For a moment, Shen Yao felt that the atmosphere in the room was a little dull and awkward.

Damn, why are these two big men so coy and unable to express what they want to express?

Therefore, Shenyao turned on the small speaker beside her, trying to liven up the atmosphere.

It seems that Tsurumaru paused here after listening to this song not long ago. When he clicked the play button on his front foot, a melodious sentence sounded from it: "A Zhen fell in love with A Qiang~~ On a night with stars~~"

What kind of earthy songs does Tsurumaru usually put in the honwan? ?

Shenyao was so shocked that in order to stop the magical music, she hurriedly raised her hand and smashed the recorder with a punch.

Oh huh, the strength was confiscated.

Of course, this action perfectly caught the attention of the two of them. Dazai and Oda Saku stopped looking at each other with complicated emotions, and turned their heads to look at Kamiyo in unison.

"...I didn't mean to mess things up." Shenyao withdrew her hand silently, and said sincerely and innocently: "You guys continue."

The atmosphere that the two of them had finally created was ruined by her.

"Don't, don't just look at me like that." Shenyao pushed back the tape recorder that was hammered into cakes behind her: "Under normal circumstances, best friends should not give each other a big hug when they reunite after a long absence, and then Sitting under the eaves, talking about life ideals to poetry and songs?"

After listening to Kamyo's words, Osamu Dazai smiled.

"The little girl is right."

He walked forward slowly, looked at this best friend who had changed so many things about him, and said softly: "Long time no see, Oda Tsukuru."

How long has it been since that incident?three years?four years?

None of this matters.

Because Odasaku is now... standing in front of him.

Whether it exists in soul or in any other way, he is still the Oda Tsukuru he used to be, without any change inside.

Shenyao sensed the change in Dazai Osamu's temperament, and if he had to describe it, it was like Kamui after meeting his mother.

This Mr. Dazai, shed all the uncomfortable black mud, and faced Odasaku-sensei in front of him sincerely.

Shenyao was a little skeptical at first, but now...she really believed it.

Mr. Dazai is indeed the former colleague that Mr. Odasaku mentioned.

"...Long time no see, Dazai." Odasaku's eyes gradually softened: "You really did what I said, you went to the side that saved people."

Moreover, he unexpectedly appeared in the Honmaru of Shenyao so suddenly, in front of him.

It should be said... Osamu Dazai is worthy of being Osamu Dazai, can he easily do things that ordinary people can't imagine?

As for how to deal with the follow-up affairs and current affairs, Oda Sakunosuke hadn't thought about it at all.

Even if the current political affairs will be held accountable on the grounds of causing historical impact, he has decided to take this responsibility on his own head.

Shenyao held his breath and waited for a long time. Finally, Dazai Osamu stretched out his hand towards Odasaku with a smile: "Yes, I have followed what you said."

Odasaku was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and took Dazai Osamu's hand back.

Divine Ballad: "..."

That's it?

Parting from life and death, and reuniting her best friends, she originally thought it would be a grand and touching one...

Well, forget it, maybe men are not used to expressing each other's emotions calmly, right?

However, just by shaking hands, Shenyao saw small flowers floating behind Dazai Osamu, and the whole person became a Q version of the painting style, just like a little angel.

The current Mr. Dazai is in stark contrast to the bad-mouthed one before.

It was just a handshake with Odasaku-sensei... He was actually so happy.

Well, but this is also natural, because the entire Toki no Government is Oda Sakubuki.

"There is a nice tavern in Wanwu, and the spicy curry there is also delicious." Oda Sakunosuke suggested: "Would you like to sit there for a while?"

"of course."

Dazai answered with a smile.

Whether it's a tavern or a restaurant, as long as you can look at him like this and chat with him for a little longer... that's enough.

Just as the pair of close friends were overjoyed at their reunion, the door was pushed open again with a slam.

"Mr. Odasaku, hello." Yaken Toshiro first greeted Oda Sakunosuke politely, and then said to Osamu Dazai in a tone that was not gentle at all: "Before you leave, drink up the medicine. "

Osamu Dazai: "...Huh?"

"A possible side effect of a concussion is being stupid. You don't want to be stupid, do you?"

"Don't persuade me in such a coaxing tone... Isn't it just a bowl of medicine?"

Osamu Dazai sighed deeply, but he felt that he had to be brave in front of Oda Saku, so he picked up the medicine bowl like a strong man breaking his wrist, tons, tons, tons.

"Wow! It's amazing!" Shen Yao applauded from the bottom of his heart: "I usually can't drink the medicine prepared by Yaoyan."

Yaoyan: ...General, are you so straightforward?

Even the potion that would be disgusted by a race like Yetu who eats everything, Osamu Dazai poured it down without changing his face and heartbeat.

What a wolf.

Osamu Dazai's hands trembled slightly, he put the medicine bowl back on the tray, and looked at Odasaku with a forced smile: "Then, Odasaku, let's go to that store first—"

"Wait." Yao Yan raised his eyebrows: "When did I say that there is only such a bowl of medicine?"

He has 100% patience when dealing with patients.

"...?"

—

Nakahara Nakaya sat in the Dahiro room and waited for Shenyao to come back.

For various reasons, he seems to have to avoid the teacher of Shenyao.

Although Zhong Yuanzhong was very curious about the reason, he didn't pursue this issue. He just thought that the other party might be some kind of mysterious big shot.

only……

On the Daihiroma side of Shenyao Honmaru, no matter young or young, all of them cast scrutinizing gazes at him, making him feel uncomfortable.

Nakaya still remembers clearly the last time he was drunk by the two swordsmen under Shenyao and almost caused disaster.

He told himself in his heart that he must never be persuaded to drink again this time.

The swords quietly looked at Chuya, but Chuya didn't say a word even though he was watched.

The atmosphere at the scene seemed a little delicate.

A TV series that is popular in current affairs is being played in the Daguang room, which tells the story of love and hatred between the domineering emperor and his little escaped concubine.

Zhong also involuntarily moved his gaze away.

"Please have some tea."

Ranto Shiro brought him a cup of tea with a smile on his face.

Well, I didn't expect Fusangshen, who is incarnated as a sword, to have women.

Zhongyuan Zhong also thanked him politely, and took a sip of tea.

At this moment, the big screen is showing the scene of the male and female protagonists having a dispute because of a misunderstanding.

It's similar to the scene where the hero calls "Aifei, Aifei, listen to my explanation", and the heroine covers her ears and shakes her head, saying "I don't listen, I don't listen".

Tried to explain to no avail, the hero picked up the heroine's face, pushed her down against the wall and kissed her.

Zhong Yuanzhong almost spit out a mouthful of tea.

No, what, although he doesn't know much about ancient history, but are all the TV dramas now acting like this? ?

No way?Does Shenyao usually watch TV shows like this?How detrimental to the child's mental health development?

The knives of Awataguchi raised their heads one by one, and exclaimed "Wow".

Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro, who just came back from the episode, opened the door and saw this scene on the big TV screen, and his face turned red.

"You, what are you looking at..."

Yamabuchi Kunihiro turned around and wanted to escape, but was stopped by Qing Jiang, the smiling face who was cooperating with the gang, and the latter touched his chin with great interest: "Are you shy? This is just a normal human gesture to express intimacy Ah, the quilt is still an innocent teenager in his heart."

"Noisy, it's so noisy...I'm going to hang clothes in the laundry room!"

Yamabuka Kiri Kunihiro seemed a little bit unconfident even when he was fried, and he was pulled back by the smiling Qingjiang before he even took two steps: "Don't rush away, don't have a chat with the lord, this worldly friend." Hello?"

The quilt without polarized cultivation was looked weak, pitiful and helpless, and was pushed down on the cushion with a plop, just in time to face Zhongyuan Zhongye.

Zhong also looked at the blond boy who covered most of his face with a white cloth, and tentatively said, "That..."

"Don't stare at me!"

Kunihiro Yamababa hurriedly pulled the hood lower, his face was so red that it was almost steaming.

Chuya: ...I didn't even stare at you.

"It's the first time we met, I'm Smiling Aoe, and he's Yamabuki Kirihiro." Smiling Qingjiang put on a gentleman's smile, and reached out to Nakahara Nakaya to help his colleagues: "Yamabuki-kun's daily personality is like this, anyway, Nice to meet you, Mr. Chuya, the Lord often mentions you to us every day."

"...?" Zhong Yuan was also startled: "Is it often mentioned?"

"She said that when she was in the most dangerous time in this world, a human being extended a helping hand to her." Smiling Qingjiang omitted most of the adjectives of Shenyao, but his expression was still smiling: "Everyone has been guessing her for a long time. Who is that friend in the mouth... However, today I finally saw it with my own eyes."

"So that's how it is, that's how it is." Zhong Yuanzhong also suddenly realized.

He said why the fusangshen in the big room looked at him like this just now, so it was out of curiosity.

Yamabuki Kunihiro looked at the smiling Aoko expressionlessly.

How dare you pretend to be so friendly?

But this guy's attitude a few days ago was obviously not like this. He obviously belonged to the group who controlled the extremists.

However, when it comes to excessive master control, in the entire Honmaru, Hasebe is the number one, and no one dares to be the second.

If His Highness Hasebe sees Mr. Chuya now, I don't know what kind of storm will be caused.

Yamabagiri Kunihiro pulled his hood down even lower.

Life is not easy, being sighed.

He never thought that his thoughts could be so effective.

The front foot says Hasebe, and the back foot is Hasebe.

"Akashi country trip!"

The door of the Daguang Room was swung open and a certain gray-haired young man in sportswear rushed into the Daguang Room, a pair of sword eyebrows furrowed deeply, which accentuated his more stern and powerful demeanor. Oppressive, he asked, "Are you on the run again?"

Who?

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked in the direction where the swordsmen turned their heads, and he really saw a young man lying on his side with salted fish in the corner of Daguangjian, with fat house happy water and potato chips in front of him, flipping through the book leisurely comics.

Chuya Nakahara: ... This, this, this, this is simply Osamu Dazai at work × 2, even the paralyzed posture of the salted fish is exactly the same!

Akashi Guoxing yawned lazily: "I didn't run away. I let Mochizuki go to the hillside to graze well. A mature war horse should learn to find food by itself."

"You're making too much sense!" Hasebe became impatient: "Madang is the process of cultivating our relationship with war horses. Not only do we need to buy fodder for them, but we also need to brush, comb, and groom them—feed you! Not listening to anyone else!"

Nakahara Chuya watched helplessly as Akashi Kuniyo ignored Hasebe's words and lazily turned over, as if he planned to see nothing.

Vaguely, he seemed to see his own irritable appearance when he urged Osamu Dazai to do the task.

cough.

"You look like this, what will the lord think?"

【You look like this, what will the leader think? 】

"As an S-rank Honmaru swordsman, can't you be a little bit more motivated?"

[As a cadre of the port mafia, can't you show some energy? 】

"If this continues, I will report your work today to the lord!"

[If this continues, I will report to the leader about the completion of your mission this time! 】

"..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also took a deep breath.

Complete. Full. One. Consistent.

So, if he guessed correctly, the man with glasses will react next...

Cover your head with a comic book, give up struggling, and act like a salted fish at the mercy of others.

Of course, this can be regarded as Dapeng spreading its wings on the edge of the opponent's bottom line.

Hasebe rolled up his sleeves angrily and was about to step forward. While walking, he saw Nakahara Nakaya sitting next to him, and he said casually: "You are so unkempt in front of the guests, this will make this What does the unknown gentleman think??"

Smiling Qing Jiang smiled and reminded: "It's Mr. Chuya."

Hasebe repeated solemnly: "What do you want Mr. Chuya to think?!"

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he slammed on the brakes, took two steps back, and looked at the smiling face of Qingjiang with wide eyes.

"...what sir?"

"Mr. Chuya." Smiling Qingjiang nodded seriously, his brows and eyes curved: "My lord's friend in this world."

Yamababa Kiri Kunihiro: ...Hmmm.

Honmaru, things are about to change.