Port Nanny, Dementia Online

"Since Onikiri's true identity is a youkai, then his commission cannot be fulfilled."

Osamu Dazai gave Shima Yuu a stack of banknotes as a reward, and the banknotes made a clattering sound, "The lifespan of monsters is so long, and the difficulty of finding monsters is much more difficult than that of humans."

"He lost all his memories, or he never had any memories at all." Dazai Osamu said seriously, "Have you ever considered that Onikiri, like Ayu, may be a youkai who suddenly becomes conscious and has no past."

"But in terms of Onikiri's martial arts..." Dazai Osamu held his chin and said, "It may be too far-fetched to say that he has no past."

Having a past, anyway, means that the easier it is for him to be bound by the past, it is a good direction.

"I'll see if I can ask Nura-san to ask if there are any youkai who know Onikiri."

When mentioning the existence of monsters, the first thing Shimao Yu thought of was Nura Koiban who told him that he was a monster at the hot spring hotel. He was a monster who lived for an unknown amount of time, and he was also the leader of a monster organization. Wide knowledge.

"I said Mr. Dazai..." Shimao said dissatisfied again: "Is it too easy for you to earn this money?"

"Then what can I do? I'm not the one who sets the reward." Osamu Dazai shrugged and said, "How about I waive the follow-up consulting fees?"

"No matter how you look at it, I have suffered a great loss." Shima Yu murmured, "It seems that I gave the money to Mr. Dazai."

"Thanks to Ayu, I can finally repay the debts I owe." Osamu Dazai whistled on the office chair, "If I go to the store to pay on credit again, I feel that the eyes of those waitress girls seem to want to pay me back." It's like eating it."

Shimao rolled his eyes, "I think you wish to be eaten by others."

Osamu Dazai cupped his cheeks shyly, "Ah~ Ayu, how can you say that, those little sisters are so kind to me."

"I decided to go over today and ask them if anyone is willing to accompany me to die in love."

Shimao looked at the young man who was caught in a strange fantasy and couldn't extricate himself with a dark face, "He's going to die, he's going to die very badly."

The communicator on Shimao Yu's desk rang suddenly, and the very pleasant voice of the front desk lady came from the receiver.

"Hi, Mr. Island, there is a person who claims to be your relative is waiting in the lobby on the first floor, do you need to receive him?"

"Wait..." Shimao repeatedly confirmed that it was indeed the contact number from the front desk, and he couldn't help but raised the communicator to confirm that there was no strange equipment inside, "You said there are my relatives?"

"That's right."

Yuu Shimao covered the position of the microphone, and raised his voice to Osamu Dazai: "Mr. Dazai, please don't play any pranks, I won't be fooled."

Osamu Dazai on the seat blinked innocently, "What prank?"

"The acting is quite similar." Shima Yu said angrily: "Where did you find a so-called relative? I will not be fooled by this level of prank."

Osamu Dazai sat up straight suddenly, as if he had heard some big news, "I won't do such boring things."

"You look like that kind of guy."

After hanging out with the front desk lady on the other end of the communication for too long, Shimao Yuu regained his senses and said to the other end of the microphone: "I'm sorry, please arrange the person to the reception room."

Osamu Dazai approached Shima Yu furtively, and he wanted to eavesdrop on the conversation in the communicator, but Shima Yu had already hung up the communication.

He pressed his brows with some headaches, "If it wasn't for Mr. Dazai, who would have pretended to be you?"

Shimao wondered if there might be an inner ghost in Hong Kong gangsters, but there were so many orphans after the war, who cares whether you have relatives, let alone pretending to be.

"I definitely didn't do it." Osamu Dazai said with reason and evidence, "If it was me, it would be more interesting to find a pregnant woman to say that she was pregnant by Ah Yu."

"This is going too far!" Yuu Shima's scalp was numb by Osamu Dazai's 'high-level' prank idea.

"How about using this to cheat?" Osamu Dazai's eyes lit up, "When I think of the reaction of the little dwarf, it must be very funny."

"Mr. Dazai." Shima Yu just said indifferently: "Because of this incident, I won't be responsible for the treatment if I got shot in the head."

"Hey -- so cruel." Osamu Dazai drew his voice to express his dissatisfaction, he followed Shima Yu's footsteps closely, and walked towards the reception room, "Let me see what A Yu's relatives look like, A Yu Aren't you curious?"

"Not at all." Shimao looked calm on his face, but his heart was full of impatience. Whether he had relatives was not of great significance to him, and it could even be said to be dispensable.

"If they look alike, I will reluctantly recognize them." Dazai Osamu said plausibly, "By the way, I would like to ask if Ayu has any relatives such as sisters and sisters. Maybe we can become a family."

"This is my relative, what the hell do you think?!" Shima Yu said without a word, he walked into the reception room, turned his head and said to Osamu Dazai, "Don't think about harming my unnecessary sisters."

Shimao knocked lightly on the door of the reception room, and did not open the door until the person inside responded. There was a person sitting on the sofa. Shimao just glanced casually at first, but his eyes seemed to be attracted by a magnet, firmly Stare at the man on the couch.

"What's the matter, Yuu?" Seeing Yuu Shima standing motionless at the door, Osamu Dazai poked his head out to look.

The person sitting on the sofa couldn't see his face clearly, half of his face was covered with a fox face with red stripes on a white background, he was holding an exquisite fan in his hand, and the colorful fingertips protruding from the sleeves to the white With a transparent complexion, one can vaguely identify a woman.

"Oh? There are others?" She stood up, walked over the tea table slowly, and walked to the door in a few steps. She opened her arms, as if she was about to embrace Shimao Yu, "Good boy, let me see you."

Shima Yu just woke up like a big dream and wanted to avoid it, but he was still embraced by the visitor, his head was stuck to the soft kimono coat, the tip of his nose was full of fragrant fragrance, not choking, Shima Yu even felt Somewhat familiar.

It sounds like it is indeed a woman's self-proclaimed name. Could it be that she is her own mother?

"Don't you like warm ones?" Seeing Shimao's slight resistance, she let go of Shimao slightly, and her speech became more polite, "Let me introduce myself, my name is Yuzao, and I am your relative .”

Hearing that the other party did not admit that she was his mother, Shimao was relieved. He was far more resistant to the role of mother than he imagined.

"Is there any proof?" Osamu Dazai didn't believe in the simple confession of relatives in a few words, "DNA test reports, tokens and the like are all fine."

Shimao noticed that there were obvious loopholes in Osamu Dazai's words, or he was deliberately leading the other party to say wrong information.

"Hmm... I wonder if this is okay?" Yuzao pondered for a while, and she raised her hand to remove the fox mask from her face, revealing her true face.

"...Wow." Osamu Dazai exclaimed.

Yuzao was born with an alluring face, heroic and beautiful, as the saying goes, men and women can take it all, no wonder it needs to be covered with a mask.

Shimao was also a little surprised, the faces of the two were three points similar, and the gilt color on the eyes looked at each other as if they were looking in a mirror, but Shimao hadn't grown up yet, and his eyes were slightly rounder.Of course, he was the one being compared.

"Ah Yu, is this trimmed according to your appearance? The trim is too good, there is no trace." Dazai Osamu and Shima Yu whispered.

"...It just so happens that they look alike." Shima Yu said uncertainly, "And can I look so good looking like me?!"

"Then can I invite her to die for love together?" Osamu Dazai asked softly, "With such a beauty to accompany me to die together, I will have no regrets in this life."

Smiling, Shima Yu stretched out his hand behind his back and squeezed the itchy flesh on Osamu Dazai's waist, making a gasping sound of gnashing his teeth, "Don't even think about it—!"

"Hiss—it seems that it's not bad to recognize such a beautiful relative." Osamu Dazai gasped.

Tamazamae didn't seem to notice the small movements of the two of them coming and going. She reached out and touched Hiyori on Shima Yuko's shoulder, as if she already knew what kind of existence Sunshine Doll is.

Hiyori didn't pretend to be a doll in front of this stranger, and Shima Yu was surprised by his affectionate response.

"What a passionate child." Tamazamo teased, and Hiyori almost hugged Tamazamo's fingers and walked away, "Does this remind me of my existence?"

Yuu Shima pressed Hiyori back in embarrassment, and explained: "Hyori treats good-looking people like this."

"Is this child called Rihe?" Yu Zaoqian chuckled softly, "It really suits you."

Shima Yuu was a little at a loss, compared to the imaginary scene of pretending to be a relative, he did not have such resistance to the existence of Tamamo Mae.

Osamu Dazai suddenly asked: "I remember that the name Tamamomae is one of the three great evil spirits in Japan. Is there any meaning to this name?"

Yu Zaoqian just laughed without talking: "It's just a title, don't worry about it too much."

"I really miss it." Tamamomae used the fan handle instead and handed it to Hiyori's eyes. Hiyori stretched out her two small hands to hug the fan handle, but Tamamomae would retract the fan maliciously just before embracing it. One point, out of Hiyori's reach.

After a few back and forth, Hiyori was out of breath from playing, and two small blushes appeared on his face.

"I made such a sunny doll before. It is a very cute existence. With him, every day is sunny."

Yuzao said regretfully, "It's a pity that the sunny baby was lost later, and I haven't found it after searching for a long time."

"Wouldn't it be nice to make another one?" Shima Yu said: "Sunny dolls don't exist for a long time, and they will be wet by rain one day."

"But this sunny doll is different. In fact, this time I came out, I brought his portrait specially to see if anyone picked him up."

Tamamomae took out a piece of paper from her armband, and after she unfolded the paper, Shima Yuichi fell into a long silence when he saw the portrait on it.

The black color extends on the white paper, and Shima Yu always feels that he has vaguely seen the things outlined.

Shimao looked at the rough facial features that Hiyori had drawn casually, and compared it with the ones on the portrait, feeling that he was going to be overwhelmed.

"This painting skill that has been inherited in the same line, it looks like it was born in person." Osamu Dazai commented.

Shima Yu: I was offended.

The author has something to say: 69 bottles short and one change is owed~ Counting the number of mines with your fingers will also add a change

Sure enough, the debt will never be paid off! !

All are private.

It's not Abba's shikigami, otherwise I really can only leave with Abba.

When the time comes, Chuya will chase after him angrily (I don't allow gahahaha!

Don't ask me how Nine-Tailed Fox and Sunshine Doll are relatives hahahaha

Uncle: I am going to ask my nephew for a meeting gift.

Abba: You really don't see the outside world.

My Qixi Festival was just missed... Qixi Festival was too crowded and I didn't make it. I suddenly went out of town yesterday, and I have something else today...

Also want to apply to go out with me on weekends to play games all night

Me: Die to me, spit out my Gagen!Made me wait so long.Revenge.jpg

感谢在2020-08-2605:56:40~2020-08-2705:03:03期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Shisha 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 30 bottles of Moshi sentimental; 20 bottles of random; 10 bottles of map mother-in-law, Jiagegegegergegergeng; 1 bottle of Wanye Qiansheng;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!