[Zhongzhu Wenye] Medicine specialization is amazing, isn't it?

"It's so troublesome, Odasaku." Osamu Dazai put his face on the desk, and said weakly, "Why do they throw this kind of thing to me one by one——"

He casually threw a processed document on Edogawa Ranpo's desktop: "The response plan for the organization that fishes in troubled waters should be managed by Mr. Mori, right? I am a member of the Armed Detective Agency, why should I give it to them?" Do these things?"

Oda Sakunosuke put a cup of steaming coffee in front of Osamu Dazai.

Ten minutes ago, he went to the coffee shop downstairs and ordered a cup of coffee for Osamu Dazai. When it was placed in front of Dazai, the white paper coffee cup was still steaming, and the translucent plastic cover on the paper coffee cup was stained. There was a cloud of water vapor.

"I'll ask for leave when the president comes tomorrow." With his free hand, Oda Sakunosuke picked up the documents that Dazai left on Edogawa Ranpo's desktop, and put them back in the stack of documents that Dazai had processed. , "Always staying up late is not good for your health, and your hair will fall out quickly."

"It's too difficult." Osamu Dazai pressed loudly, "I don't want to work anymore——"

"Then let's have a meal to change our brains?" Oda Sakunosuke blinked, "Curry?"

Osamu Dazai showed a sly smile: "No, let's go home and eat."

"Huh?" Oda Sakunosuke raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I'm talking about Shen Jun, Shen Jun." Osamu Dazai patted the documents on the table maliciously, "Since all the matters are pushed to me, isn't it normal to pay a corresponding price? "

"So you plan to ask Shen Jun to cook for you?" Oda Sakunosuke raised his eyebrows slightly, showing Oda Saku's expression of disapproval, "Shen Jun has similar tastes to mine... Dazai, your stomach can OK?"

"Men can't say no!" Osamu Dazai replied reflexively, but he paused after blurting out his mouth, then languished again: "No, it seems that I really can't do this... So, Oda Tsukuru, How did you and Shen Jun's taste buds grow?!"

"This kind of thing should be born." Oda Sakunosuke said, "After all, I almost can't remember things when I was young."

"Oh, that's really a pity." Osamu Dazai stretched his waist, "I'm actually quite interested in Odasaku's past..."

"Hmm...it's not a story worth telling." Oda Sakunosuke blinked, "It's just an ordinary orphan who was picked up and trained to be a killer, and then entered the hospital because of other people's murder when he was a teenager. Bureau, and the experience of deciding not to kill anyone because of a novel."

"What?" Dazai Osamu looked at Oda Sakunosuke in a daze, "Oda Sakunosuke's experience is excluded after you washed your hands because of a novel... Isn't this quite like the protagonist of a novel!"

"Is that so?" Oda Sakunosuke tilted his head, "What type of novel is it? I'll find two books later and learn from them."

"These are recommended to me by Shen Jun." Dazai Osamu said with a smile, "These are all novels on their domestic websites, and we can't see them unless we go over the wall."

"That's right, then there's no other way." Oda Sakunosuke showed a disappointed look, "It's better to get rid of these things quickly, and then ask Shen Jun directly."

Osamu Dazai originally planned to refuse, but he thought about it in a blink of an eye and changed his mind.

"Exactly, I also have something to ask Shen Jun." Osamu Dazai shrugged, "Before Mr. Ranpo comes back, I have to discuss with Shen Jun about the next course of action...Mr. Ranpo is our trump card , at least so far, Shen Jun and I have not planned to make Mr. Luanbu be scared by mice."

He calmly went back to his desk to process the documents, and Oda Sakunosuke simply sat across from Osamu Dazai.He requisitioned Kunikida Doppo's desk, took out the manuscript paper and began to write his own novel.

He had a natural encounter with his supernatural ability [Immaculate Clothes] in the fog the night before yesterday.

Perfect↓Seamless originally planned to have a solid fight with Sakunosuke Oda, but after finding out that no matter what he did, the crystal on his forehead would be shot off by Sakunosuke Oda, it immediately settled down, and it was even called He obediently pointed to the curry rice in the commercial street next door.

So after Oda Sakunosuke happily shared a meal of curry rice with his own supernatural power, Tian/YiSeam hiccupped and quite consciously shattered the crystal on his forehead.

So Oda Sakunosuke was really not hurt - most of the bruises he suffered were after receiving Dazai.

Both Dazai Osamu and Oda Sakunosuke were aware of this.

Therefore, after finding out his feelings for Dazai, Oda Sakunosuke confessed directly to Dazai, in order to let Dazai not think too much.

The effect of this method is really good, because Dazai's guilt is basically replaced by self-doubt, even after two days, it is difficult to see him and Oda Sakunosuke acting like a baby like before.

Oda Sakunosuke looked at Dazai Osamu, who was humming a ditty and writing vigorously, and sighed in his heart.

It doesn't matter, he still has enough time to make Dazai feel at ease.

Shen Yuehuan opened her eyes.

What caught my eye was the top of my Babu bed in the city lord's mansion in [Border Town]. The bed curtain hanging on it was changed from a blue background with white borders to a red background with gold borders at some point.

Shen Yuehuan twitched the corners of her mouth, and complained about the self-consciousness of [people in the city], and then recalled what happened a few hours ago.

After solving the monsters who escaped from Kyoto to Yokohama, he and Nakahara went crazy in [Border Town] for several hours, and Nakahara even unconsciously used his abilities when his emotions were intense.

Now his back and shoulders are covered with tooth marks and fingernail marks, and it is quite painful to be exposed to the air.

Zhongyuan Zhongye was curled up in Shen Yuehuan's arms at the moment, sleeping soundly with his eyes closed, his ochre-colored hair trembled slightly as he was blown by his breath.

Maybe because he felt itchy, Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his hand, wrinkled his nose, and buried his face in Shen Yuehuan's shoulder.

Shen Yuehuan took a deep breath.

This won't work, if you lie down again, no matter if it's yourself or Zhongye, you won't even want to eat lunch or dinner.

He got up from the bed, pulled the pillow under Nakahara Chuya's head, and walked into the bathroom with all the marks on his body.

When he brushed his hair and came out, his mobile phone specially used to contact Dazai rang.

"Hey, did I bother you to eat red wine slugs? Shen Jun?" Dazai Osamu's voice came from the other side with a hippie smile, "You and Mr. Mori leave all the work to me, won't your conscience hurt?!"

"Not only does my conscience not hurt, it's still alive and kicking." Shen Yuehuan replied flatly, "Go to my Chinese medicine store tonight, remember to bring Oda with you."

"Why." Osamu Dazai seemed displeased, "What does this have to do with Oda Saku."

"Oda is now a public figure, and it is your weakness. Fyodor will definitely not waste this information." Shen Yuehuan said, "Besides, you should have some confidence in Oda's skills, right? But the five kids on Oda's side are really troublesome."

"What are you going to do?" Osamu Dazai's tone sank.

"Send it to Tokyo." Shen Yuehuan said, "You should know the Nuliang group, right?"

"You know the Nuliang Group?" Osamu Dazai was taken aback.

"I know Lu Sheng's father." Shen Yuehuan said confidently, "Seven years ago, there were monsters causing trouble in the northwest of China. Several Taoist sects invited the onmyoji from the Huakai Academy to exchange and study, and Lu Sheng's father followed Hua The onmyoji from Kaiyuan's family came together and fought with that monster."

"It seems that you have a good impression of him?" Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows, "But seven years ago? Weren't you only fifteen then?"

"Yes, right after Zhongye's monitoring task was done." Shen Yuehuan replied indifferently, "I couldn't even make it to Zhongye's birthday that time."

"Ah, this is really..." Osamu Dazai smacked his lips, "Then you want to send Shinji and the others to the Nura Group?"

"With Oda around, their skills should be able to protect themselves, right?" Shen Yuehuan replied, "It's no problem in the Nuliang group."

"You're right." Osamu Dazai thought deeply, "The boss said back then that if they were five or six years older, or a few more people, they would be enough to rob the bank."

"The owner of that curry shop..." Shen Yuehuan sighed, "It's a pity, that's the rare chef I can find here that suits my taste."

Dazai was also silent.

Neither of them spoke until Osamu Dazai heard the sound of pushing the door.

"Mr. Dazai? Who are you calling?" A somewhat youthful voice came from over there.

"Ah, it's Atsu-kun." Osamu Dazai said briskly, "I'm calling your sponsor."

"Ah, it's Mr. Shen who helped us when we completed the commission last time, right?" Atsushi Nakajima's voice got closer and closer, and finally leaned in front of the receiver, "Mr. Dazai please tell me, I am very grateful to him... Besides, Mr. Oda is already waiting for you downstairs."

Before Shen Yuehuan had time to say something, Osamu Dazai hurriedly said: "You heard that, right? Then goodbye."

Then hung up the phone.

Shen Yuehuan looked at the mobile phone that was beeping and blinked, and decided that when Sakunosuke Oda came to meet the "parents" with Osamu Dazai, he would slightly trick Dazai, a guy who forgets his friends when he sees sex.

"What about you?" Osamu Dazai hung up the phone casually, turned to look at Atsushi Nakajima and asked.

"Well, you and Mr. Oda probably don't really want my light bulb to follow you?" Atsushi Nakajima laughed, his purple-gold eyes seemed to be filled with sunlight, "I'll go find Akutagawa and let him Invite me to tea and rice."

"When did you get so close to Akutagawa?" Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows, "Going to dinner with a member of PortMafia, are you really not afraid of his poisoning?"

"How could that guy Akutagawa think of this?" Atsushi Nakajima didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "That guy is a single-minded guy. He will never bring chemical reagents out of the laboratory. It is said that it is not allowed by the laboratory rules."

Dazai Osamu sighed.

"All right, all right." He sighed, but with a long-lost smile in his eyes, "Since you've made up your mind, let's do it."

"Besides, before you leave, remember to hand over the materials on Mr. Ranpo's desk to Jun Shen when he comes to the detective agency the next day." Osamu Dazai blinked at Atsushi Nakajima, "Anyway, the one that is stuck with Jun Shen Slimy slugs are bound to come, remember to hand the stack of papers with the red paperweight to the dark dwarf."

Atsushi Nakajima (complicated mood.jpg): ...Although I know that the little slug and dwarf you mentioned are both referring to Mr. Nakaya, but this title is too rude, right?Mr. Shen and Mr. Chuya will be angry, right?Mr. Dazai, please be more eager to survive, Mr. Oda has confessed, do you want him [cross out] to be a widow [cross out] and die alone? !

"Shut up, Atsushi-kun." Reluctantly, Osamu Dazai stretched out his finger and flicked Atsushi Nakajima's forehead, stopping Atsushi Nakajima's thoughts that were almost written on his face, "Whether it's a slug or a Shen-jun I'm used to-"

"We've known each other for almost seven years," he said. "In other words, the three of us are pretty much [childhood sweethearts]."

Atsushi Nakajima: ...With a childhood sweetheart like you, are Mr. Nakaya's lungs really okay?

The author has something to say:

Mustard...the two of them haven't figured it out yet.

Orota...Because Dazai's supernatural ability is a disqualification in the human world, so Oda Sakunosuke can't avoid danger and protect Dazai if he holds Dazai's hand, if Odasaku wants to protect Dazai from danger, he can't hold Dazai's hand ...so the pair are still grinding.

Shen Zhong... This pair of cars has been driven several times, all in all, it is currently in a state of being in a state of being able to sprinkle dog food at any time.

As for Fussen's couple... Well, old couple, occasionally the president will give the not-so-obedient Mr. Sen a little "lesson".

In addition, my previous original Western Fantasy wrote group portraits, which were just spoken by the troubadours. About the first ten chapters are about the troubadours and the background of the continent, and the rest are all the opening stories of the year.

In short, there are many brain holes, but I am not very patient in writing.

Speaking of my medical specialization, it seems that I have written it for almost a year, right?Why on earth did I write more than 60 words and haven't finished it yet?Why should I add so many units?Isn't it delicious to write a 20-word article like a kitchen knife shop?Wouldn't he be comfortable writing a text with a goal of less than 30 words like Mingjiao Dun's?

So why do I write so much?