The human disqualification of an outsider

The death of Sanlun Yiyan did not cause much change, people lived as usual, and no one knew that a king would fall to the world at this time.

Osamu Dazai who came out of the mourning hall did not speak, he just walked peacefully like this, even though the person who passed away was his uncle, he was not too touched, maybe because he didn't know him very well since he was a child, or maybe it was because he He is a person who does not shed tears easily.

He put his hands in his pockets, allowing the hem of the windbreaker to be shaken by the wind, but it didn't fall off at all, as if it was stuck to his shoulders.

"It's amazing..." Atsushi Nakajima followed behind Osamu Dazai, staring blankly at the windbreaker that had never fallen off under the strong wind, and murmured involuntarily.

"What magic?" Kunikida closed his "ideal" notebook with a snap, and Kunikida pushed his glasses, not quite understanding what Atsushi Nakajima was talking about.

"Windbreaker, Mr. Dazai's windbreaker hasn't fallen off at all." Nakajima Atsushi stretched out his hand, he pointed at Dazai's fluttering windbreaker, and exclaimed, "It seems to be sewn tightly, maybe there is some glue left. "

"Huh? What are you talking about?" Osamu Dazai turned his head to look at Atsushi Nakajima. When he heard what the other person was thinking, he laughed out loud. While laughing, he rubbed Atsushi Nakajima's head. Stirring the hair of the hand, he said, "Of course the windbreaker must be worn like this to be majestic! Otherwise, why do you think Chuya wears the windbreaker like that?"

"Eh? But Mr. Nakaya has the power of gravity, which can ensure that the windbreaker will not fall off." Blinking his eyes, Atsushi Nakajima subconsciously refuted a few words, and then found Osamu Dazai's teasing smile, I realized that I probably guessed wrong.

"Well... After I met Mr. Mori, he gave me the windbreaker, saying that he wanted me to wear it to find out how to feel." Looking up and thinking for a while, Osamu Dazai touched his chin, thinking of himself as a kid In the scene where he was almost suffocated by the windbreaker, the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

"Looking for a feeling?" Atsushi Nakajima didn't understand the reason behind this, so he saw Osamu Dazai tear off the windbreaker and threw it into his arms. He caught it in a hurry and gave him a puzzled look.

"Here, why don't you try it on?" With his chin raised slightly, Osamu Dazai watched Atsushi Nakajima put on the windbreaker, and then directed him to jump up and down on the railing, "Go for a run, and then go to the railing Jump up and come back."

"Eh...?" Although he was a little puzzled by Osamu Dazai's order, Nakajima still followed the other party's request. He was a little flustered when he was running, because a windbreaker over his shoulders was too much. An obstacle, from time to time, you need to grab the windbreaker with your hands to prevent the windbreaker from falling with the wind, let alone jumping around the railing.

"It's hard." Osamu Dazai smiled, took out his mobile phone to take a picture of Atsushi Nakajima's ugly face, and then smiled, "Control your own strength, ensure absolute balance at all times, and integrate the windbreaker with yourself Only one body can wear this thing smoothly and move freely.”

"Hmm... this can be regarded as a way to exercise." He thought for a moment, and put a label on himself for not wearing a windbreaker properly, then took his windbreaker back and put it on his shoulders, "So, you are still far away, Dun-jun, work hard."

"Yes, Mr. Dazai!" With bright eyes, Nakajima Atsushi realized the difficulty of this matter after trying it himself. When he thought of Dazai Osamu often wearing a trench coat, committing suicide from time to time, and occasionally getting into a fight, he felt The opponent is really amazing.

——Although I know that Mr. Dazai is very powerful, but from time to time, I will refresh my understanding of how powerful Mr. Dazai is... Sure enough, I still need to work hard!

Thinking so, he ran back to Osamu Dazai, and curiously asked about other things, "Mr. Dazai, the mourning hall you just went to is...?"

"Huh? That's the mourning hall of the Colorless King." Dazai Osamu said lightly, and moved his feet to put a little distance away from Atsushi Nakajima, "Is it a consolation or something? Well, it doesn't matter. "

"Is there any intersection between the port mafia and the king?" Kunikida Doppo quickly wrote this information into his notebook. He didn't know anything before. Who would have thought that the mafia in Yokohama would have any relationship with the king in Tokyo? What about the intersection?

"Intersection...does it count as mutual pitfalls?" Dazai Osamu smiled, and didn't take this matter to heart at all, or to him, this matter is not important at all, and it will not involve the core of the port mafia, naturally It doesn't matter.

Even if Kunikida Doppo told the other members of the Armed Detective Agency about this, it would not have any effect on the port mafia.

Osamu Dazai is now the Osamu Dazai of the Port Mafia, even if he has the memory of Osamu Dazai who became the Dazai of the Armed Detective Agency, it will not change the position he is in now.

His eyeballs rolled, and his eyes fell on a woman in kimono not far away. His eyes lit up, he took a step, and ran over with sweet words: "Ah, what a beautiful woman, you are the light of this world." Ah, it is also my light, an indicator that can guide me towards the light~"

Atsushi Nakajima's mouth twitched. He still remembered Osamu Dazai always flirting with girls. He pointed to Osamu Dazai who started hooking up with girls again, and asked, "Mr. Kunikida, don't you want to stop him?"

"According to experience, Dazai will not be successful, and now he is not corrupting the image of our armed detective agency." Pushing his glasses, Kunikida Doppo analyzed rationally, and nodded very seriously, with a serious look on his face with distinction.

"Um...it seems to be like this." Atsushi Nakajima opened his mouth and found that what Kunikida Doppo said was correct. Osamu Dazai is indeed not a member of the Armed Detective Agency. The strange behavior will not affect the image of the Armed Detective Agency.

"Ah~" Osamu Dazai turned his body to avoid the dagger that the woman in kimono was poking towards him, he held the blade with two fingers with a smile, and said in a low voice, "This is really troublesome. Drugged dagger."

As he said this, his eyes turned and fell on the back neck of the woman in kimono. The tall collar slightly covered the white back collar, but some weird spider patterns could still be seen. Osamu Dazai smiled and held his hand The last effort made the dagger out of the woman's hand.

The woman in the kimono seemed to have expected this, seeing that the move would not work, she quickly pulled out a rib from her waist, and slashed towards Osamu Dazai, the blade was covered with strange yellow mucus like a dagger.

"Ahhh~" Dazai Osamu exclaimed, but his body dexterously dodged every attack. His physical skills had been tempered in the port mafia, even though it was not as good as that little guy in Chuya Nakahara, But it's still above average.

Blinking his eyes, he jumped a few times and landed on the lid of a trash can, fiddling with the dagger in his hand. At the moment when the woman in kimono rushed to attack, he turned his head to avoid the blade, the sharp blade Swept through his fine black hair, cutting off the few strands.

"What a pity..." Dazai Osamu said so, and let go of his hand, the dagger had already scratched the woman's neck at the moment when he tilted his head to avoid the attack, leaving a shallow knife mark.

As long as there is a knife mark is enough, Osamu Dazai smiled. He jumped off the trash can, let go of his hand, and let the dagger fall to the ground, completely ignoring the sluggish woman in kimono behind him, smiling Nakajima Atsushi and Kunikida Doppo waved at Nakajima Atsushi and Kunikida who came over after realizing something was wrong.

He pouted and complained: "You guys are really slow... If I hadn't dodged just now, I would have died, and my head was cut off and I died."

"Huh? Isn't that kind of thing great for you?" Kunikida Doppo looked around vigilantly, pulled Osamu Dazai behind him, and sneered.

"Yeah, yeah, it's really great, but what I want is a refreshing death without pain, it's not this kind of painful death," Osamu Dazai shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, he glanced over there still The woman in the kimono, who did not move, put a smile on her face again, "Let's go, I have to go back to report the mission."

"Mr. Dazai, what should I do with this person?" Atsushi Nakajima poked the woman in kimono cautiously, and found that the woman didn't respond at all, as if she had been immobilized, a few drops dripped from the small wound on the other's neck Beads of blood hit the ground, fainting a gloomy red plum, and then her wound healed automatically.

"Huh? Just put it here." Tilting his head in doubt, Osamu Dazai asked pretendingly puzzled, "Aren't you going to take her back for an autopsy? She will die."

"But she just attacked Mr. Dazai! Don't you need to find out what the problem is?" Atsushi Nakajima felt that Osamu Dazai was changing the subject, and he pursed his lips slightly. I touched it curiously and felt it in my hand, but it didn't seem to work.

"Don't just touch things you don't know." Osamu Dazai snorted twice, thinking that Atsushi Nakajima was really disobedient. Is this really the apprentice he will teach in the future?Why are you so stupid?How about letting Akutagawa get rid of this stupid Atsu-kun?

"Atsushi Nakajima! Go wash your hands!" Sensing something vaguely from Osamu Dazai's attitude, Doppo Kunikida narrowed his eyes, and directly dragged Atsushi Nakajima to borrow a bathroom from a nearby store to wash his hands. Fortunately, the mucus Nothing seemed to work, which made him relieved.

"Speaking of which, where is Mr. Dazai?" Coming out of that shop, Atsushi Nakajima looked around as if nothing had happened. He looked around suspiciously, but suddenly there was no trace of Osamu Dazai.

"Tsk... Where did the bastard Dazai go?!" Kunikida Doppo opened his eyes wide. He looked around, but he really didn't find Dazai. Whereabouts, according to experience, the place where the opponent is more likely to appear is...

His eyes immediately fell on the big tree or the river. Very good, he didn't hang himself from the tree branch, and he didn't jump into the river. That's the beam inside the house!Kunikida Doppo turned his head to various shops to see if Osamu Dazai was there.

"Mr. Kunikida's movements are really skilled..." Atsushi Nakajima couldn't help complaining. From Kunikida Doppo's skillful search operation, it can be seen how many times the future Osamu Dazai has tossed Kunikida. As for the other party, practice makes perfect.

However, the person who will be tormented by Mr. Dazai in the future does not seem to be Mr. Kunikida, but Mr. Nakahara...

As he was thinking this way, he suddenly saw the hem of a familiar black windbreaker in a certain corner, and Atsushi Nakajima ran over quickly, shouting, "Mr. Dazai! Where did you go just now..."

Before he finished speaking, his footsteps stopped for a moment. At the corner, what appeared in front of Atsushi Nakajima was not Osamu Dazai with a smile on his face, but Chuya Nakahara with a cold face, and someone who had already begun to call "people!" Tiger's irascible Akutagawa.

"Why are you here?" Nakahara Chuya held a black windbreaker in his hand, and the windbreaker was swinging in his hand. The corner of the windbreaker that Atsushi Nakajima saw just now was exposed at the corner.

"Naka...Mr. Nakahara." Subconsciously took a step back, Atsushi Nakajima looked at Chuya Nakahara in front of him, and then at Ryunosuke Akutagawa who was about to rush over to beat him up behind him, and couldn't help but take a few more steps back. "And Akutagawa-kun..."

With a glance, Nakahara saw Kunikida Doppo approaching this way, and raised his eyebrows. He remembered the situation of these two guys when he went to the Armed Detective Agency, and he had a little calculation in his heart. He said, "Are you two responsible for following that bastard Dazai?"

"Ah yes!" Nakajima Atsushi quickly stood up and responded to Nakahara Chuya's words.

"Atsushi! What's the matter?" Due to the angle, Kunikida Doppo didn't notice Nakahara Nakahara and Akutagawa Ryunosuke on the other side of the corner, he just found Nakajima Atsushi standing motionless at the corner, and ran away with some doubts When I came here, I didn't expect to find two evil stars of the port mafia as soon as I came here.

"That...Mr. Kunikida," Atsushi Nakajima tugged at the corner of Kunikida Doppo's clothes, interrupted the silent staring between them, and pointed to the windbreaker in Nakahara Chuya's hand, "That seems to be Dazai Mister's windbreaker."

"What? Dazai's windbreaker? Isn't he wearing it..." Kunikida Doppo looked in the direction that Atsushi Nakajima pointed, and he really saw the somewhat familiar windbreaker in Nakahara Nakaya's hand, and then looked at Nakahara Nakahara The windbreaker that was also worn on the shoulders, oh, it is indeed not from Nakahara Chuya, that is to say, it was that guy Dazai who fell behind?

"Nonsense! Otherwise, why do you think I picked up a windbreaker for no reason?!" Nakahara Nakaya glanced at Kunikida Doppo and Nakajima Atsushi in disgust, isn't this talking nonsense?If he hadn't seen Dazai's trench coat inexplicably appearing on the ground, how could he have deliberately bent down to pick it up, let alone holding it in his hand now.

"Then, what about Mr. Dazai?" Atsushi Nakajima was a little puzzled, he didn't quite understand what was going on.

"Wait," Kunikida Doppo pondered for a moment, he suddenly thought of something, turned his feet, rushed to the alley where Dazai was attacked just now, opened his eyes wide, "that woman is gone!!! "

In some dark alleys, the few red plums that have just been stained by blood stains are still eye-catching, and there are traces left by the blade entering the wall on the wall, and even the lid of the trash can has dents caused by the impact , the dagger on the ground shone with a faint silver light, reflecting the faces of everyone, the only thing missing was the woman in kimono who couldn't move.

"Hey, Rentora, what happened?" Akutagawa Ryunosuke frowned, he glanced at this place, wondering why these two people came here suddenly.

Atsushi Nakajima pursed his lips slightly, turned his head to Akutagawa Ryunosuke and said loudly: "Mr. Dazai and the woman in kimono who just attacked him are gone!!!"