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Liqueur is the code name of the courtier Mu Zai's organization in black. Everything in this organization seems to be related to wine. The sender of the spam message is the winery, and the code name of the members of the organization is also wine.

Could it be that the leader of the black organization that the courtier Mu has never met is a drunkard?

The glamorous woman in front of her is a member of the Black Clothes Organization. She has a high rank in the organization and is one of the few people in the organization who can directly communicate with the leader.

"What tasks does Vermouth need you to hand over to me in person?" Natsume asked meow.

For some reason, she had a premonition that the mission Belmode brought this time would be a breakthrough for her to find the mystery of the leader's disappearance.

"The task this time is not easy. The organization sent another member to assist you in completing it."

Natsume Miaomiao frowned and looked at the person hiding in the dark, wondering: "Bourbon? What kind of mission is it? Belmode, you don't have to keep it up."

The blond man who came out of the dark shrugged and said, "I also want to know what this mission is. It's not easy to sneak into the port mafia cadre Nakahara Chuya's men."

"Do you know 'book'?" Belmode asked suddenly.

Natsume Meow shrugged and said, "I haven't touched that thing since I graduated from university. I'm not a student."

Natsume Miaomiao glanced at the handsome man beside him. His back was straight, his hands were in his pockets, and his blond hair stood out a little in the dark. She joked: "Bourbon, you look like a school bully. You are handsome. You go to school. There must be a lot of girls chasing you from time to time, right?"

Toru Amuro smiled helplessly: "Liqueur, I don't think Belmode is talking about the book you want."

"What book is that?"

Amuro looked at Belmode, and a secret light flashed in his eyes. He affirmed: "She is talking about the book that has the ability to visualize the content written on it."

Natsume Miaomiao narrowed her eyes slightly, she was full of thoughts in her mind, she flicked her nails and said indifferently: "Oh, I haven't heard of it."

Belmode said: "This mission is related to this book. According to intelligence, this book is in the hands of the port mafia leader Osamu Dazai."

"So our goal is to take this book from Osamu Dazai." Natsume Miaomiao hurriedly replied.

Belmode shook his head unexpectedly, and refuted her, "No, your task is to protect the book in Osamu Dazai's hands, not snatch it from him."

Amuro smiled and said, "It's kind of interesting."

Belmode continued: "The organization has obtained information from the Supernatural Secret Service, and some overseas organizations have already set their sights on this book. The overseas organization 'Combined' and the Russian organization 'House of Dead Rats' are about to move, and Recently, a European supernatural organization Mimic has sneaked into Yokohama. Their purpose of sneaking into Yokohama is unknown, but the organization guesses that their purpose may have a lot to do with this "book" that can change the world, so the organization needs you to protect the book in the hands of Osamu Dazai. 'Book', this 'book' is the best choice in the hands of Osamu Dazai."

The familiar organization name of Mimic made Natsume Miaomiao think of Uncle Oda. In this world, there are Dazai, the Port Mafia, and the Armed Detective Agency, but she has not seen Uncle Oda until now.

The next day, Natsume Miaomiao went to work on time and took a bunch of documents to the top leader's office for Dazai Osamu to sign.

Osamu Dazai sat on the chair, half-closed his eyes and looked like he hadn't slept all night, the sound of her opening the door was very soft but still woke up Osamu Dazai who was in a light sleep.

His eyes opened suddenly, and there was a thick darkness in his eyes. He subconsciously clenched the knife under the chair, and after a few seconds, he saw the person clearly and his face immediately fell down.

He slumped his head on the table and said weakly: "There are so many documents again, I hate dealing with documents."

Natsume Miaomiao put the sorted and unquestionable documents in front of Dazai, and she piled up the remaining half that she thought was problematic.

She took coffee beans from the cabinet next to her, made a cup of coffee for Osamu Dazai as usual, and added sugar to Osamu Dazai according to Osamu Dazai's habit. The spoon was stirred in the coffee, and the cup was slowly steaming.

Dazai yawned, physical tears welling from the corners of his eyes.

"If I had known how tiring being the leader, I would not have agreed to Mr. Sen being the leader. Now I seriously doubt that Mr. Sen was exhausted to death!"

Natsume Miaomiao nodded as if coaxing a child, "Yeah, what the leader said is not unreasonable."

Dazai glanced at his confidant, and looked at her with twinkling eyes, "Yes, yes, Mu-chan thinks the same way."

Natsume smiled, pushed the document closer to Osamu Dazai, and said gently, "Can you sign it?"

The corners of Dazai's mouth dropped instantly, and he took a sip of coffee and shouted in dissatisfaction: "Isn't Yin a good learner? Let her take office soon, I want to fire this secretary who makes me trouble!"

Natsume Miaomiao ignored him, turned around and went downstairs to bring a document half a meter high. The document was placed on the table, and the dust on the table shook.

Natsume Miaomiao smiled kindly and said, "Let's ask the leader to deal with this pile of documents first, so that it will be convenient for me and Yin to hand over the work."

Dazai raised his head, looked heavily at the document in front of him, and said with a sneer: "Haha, haha, there is no other secretary in the world who is as good at work as Mu Jiang, and he doesn't know about my previous life. How much luck do you have to save to meet a secretary like Mu Jiang."

"Thank you for the compliment, leader." She removed the document from Dazai's desk, stretched out her hand and pushed the document that Dazai had pushed away back in front of him, and said with a smile, "Boss, sign it quickly. busy."

Dazai lowered his head and muttered, "Aren't you my secretary? Shouldn't you be by my side every day? Why do you look busier than me?"

Natsume Miaomiao satirized him calmly while sorting out the documents he had signed, "It's not that I'm too busy, but that the leader is too free."

Osamu Dazai slapped the table angrily when he heard this, "I am the leader! How dare you mock me like this! Fire you!"

A few seconds later, he covered his hand patting the table, his face turned ashen, "It hurts, hurts, hurts."

He raised his bandaged right hand and said pitifully, "Mu Jiang, my hand is injured, can I sign it tomorrow?"

Natsume Miaomiao looked at his hand with some distress, "Really? It's so pitiful."

Dazai expected her to say that she would not sign the documents today, but Natsume Miaomiao smiled slightly, took out a stack of documents from the side, and said cruelly: "Boss, you should also sign the documents from last week today, so maybe you can use poison to fight poison." Your hand will be fine."

Osamu Dazai threw away his pen and said angrily, "Chao! Minister! Mu! I'm the leader! The leader! If I don't want to sign the document, I won't sign it."

Chuya heard Dazai's childish words just outside the door, he picked up the pen on the ground, glanced at the calm female secretary, frowned and said: "Courtier, don't be disrespectful to the leader."

Natsume Miaomiao argued: "Master Zhongyuan, I am not disrespectful to the leader, but I am trying to lure the leader who is like a child so that he can handle the documents obediently."

The documents piled up on the corner of the table made Zhongyuan Zhong also twitch his brows. This kind of densely written documents gave him a headache for half a month just looking at them.

He can single-handedly kill a hostile force, but he can't sit in the office and process these documents.

He suddenly thought of the pile of documents in his office that had not been processed for more than two weeks, and he felt a little guilty, and seriously began to disapprove of Dazai's behavior together with Natsume Miaomiao.

"Boss, handling documents is a job that the boss must do, and you can't just let it go like a child."

It is inexplicably uncomfortable to be said so by Zhongyuan Zhong.

With a dark face, he said unhappily: "What are you doing here? I'm busy processing documents, why don't you go away if I have nothing to do?"

Zhong Yuan also held back his anger and said: "The members in charge of monitoring the Armed Detective Agency have discovered that a strange force is monitoring the Armed Detective Agency."

"Unfamiliar forces?" Dazai asked back.

Zhong Ye nodded and continued: "According to the investigation, this strange force is from the European supernatural organization Mimic."

Osamu Dazai stood up abruptly, the chair behind him was kicked over by him, he murmured: "It's different, it's early."

His scrutinizing eyes fell on Natsume Miaomiao, and after a while, he suddenly laughed inexplicably, and murmured: "It's getting more and more interesting, I want to see how much a butterfly can make a difference in this world." storm."

At four o'clock in the afternoon, XUANWO Cafe.

Natsume Miaomiao looked at the ten-year-old boy across from her without a word. She ordered a strawberry milkshake and handed it to him, and subconsciously said in a soft voice: "Nakajima, you don't have to be so nervous, and you don't have to look at me motionless." around, relax a little."

The young boy in ill-fitting clothes had pale skin, and even his hair was as pale white as his skin. Most of his immature face was blocked by obliquely cut bangs.

He said very seriously: "This is the task assigned to me by Mr. Dazai. I will definitely protect the safety of the courtier San. Even if I sacrifice my life, I will definitely complete Mr. Dazai's task."

Natsume Miaomiao was speechless, Dazai Osamu, the head of the pyramid scheme, look at how he brainwashed children.

Alas, to cherish life, we must stay away from Osamu Dazai.

The glass door was pushed in, and the boy in the straw hat jumped and ordered a lot of things. The young man beside him shook his head helplessly, and the braids behind him also moved with his movements.

The straw hat boy excitedly said: "Kunikida-kun, what do you want to eat? I've just paid my salary and I'll treat you!"

The young man sighed, took out his wallet and paid the money, "Xianzhi, let me do it, you have a big appetite, and you eat up every time you don't get paid, so save yourself."

The young man named Kenji scratched his head in embarrassment, "Then thank you Kunikida-kun, the people in the city are not as treacherous as they say."

Nakajima clenched his fists and said nervously, "Is it them?"

Natsume Miaomiao picked up the document next to him and stopped Nakajima, "You wait for me here, there is another order in the leader's order for you to obey my orders, Nakajima, I am now ordering you to sit here and not move, no You cannot leave this chair with my permission."

"Courier-san!"

"Nakajima, this is an order."

Nakajima reluctantly sat back in the chair, staring at Natsume Meow who was walking towards the two people.

Kenji curiously poked at the document on their desk, raised his head and asked naively, "What's in it? Is it for us?"

Natsume Miaomiao imitated him by tilting her head, and said innocently, "Yes."

Kunikida looked warily at the woman who suddenly gave them a document, "What's in it? Why did you give it to us?"

Natsume Miaomiao answered truthfully, "A document was given to you by our leader."

"Who is your leader?"

"Osamu Dazai."