In order to survive, I do many jobs

In the closed kitchen there were constant crackling sounds of fighting, accompanied by weird "Jie Jie Jie" laughter, Dazai Zhi, who was sealed and refused to go outside, shuddered, not daring to think about the tragic fate of Brother Crab.

Although, it was so delicious that he couldn't refuse it.

The wreckage of the king crab was scattered on the coffee table. I pushed away the bowls and chopsticks contentedly, and Osamu Dazai, who was sitting across from me, was lying on the table with a grunt, with expressions like "Help me!" and "I can still eat." ” Repeatedly jump horizontally.

"Sure enough, the food cooked by Qianye is the most delicious." Dazai Osamu, who has been relying on takeaways and fast food restaurants all year round, finally lived a happy life of being raised again after two years. He is like a full-fledged cat Like a cat that has drunk enough, it lazily stretches out the soft meat pad to the owner, and allows the owner to pinch it as a reward.

Innocent!The kitten that fell into my hands couldn't just be pinched!I'm going to bald him today!

Just as Osamu Dazai had no resistance to my cooking, I was captivated by his shaggy hair, and his posture on the table is so good that I feel sorry for myself no matter rua or rua.

"Hmm." Osamu Dazai buried his head in touching me, with a gurgling sound in his throat.He can always pretend to be good, but if you have a bad stomach, you will be willing to be blinded.

The gifts bestowed by fate are often marked with a price in secret, and the deposit is instant and the final payment is a crematorium.

"Don't you touch it?" Osamu Dazai raised his eyes slightly to look at me, because the quilt was so comfortable, there was a little sleepiness in his eyes, and he yawned a little.

"I choose to make profits in installments." I looked away honestly, remembered what Osamu Dazai said just now, and began to settle accounts after autumn, "Mr. Dazai, how do you solve your three meals a day?"

Mr. Odasaku doesn't care about him?Young old father, your cub is more than five radish heads in the family, don't forget the biggest scourge!

"Atsushi-kun will help me bring meals." Dazai Zhizhi said confidently, "Running errands for seniors is the duty of juniors." For this reason, he once ate chazuke rice with Atsushi Nakajima for a whole week and vomited. Needless to say the matter, he wants face.

"I see..." I rested my chin on the table and looked at him, my eyes gradually became blank, "Is Dun-kun Mr. Dazai's new student?"

It's just been two years since I've seen you, and you actually have another cub!I'm going to make a fuss!

"That's right," Osamu Dazai admitted frankly, "I want him to form a team with Akutagawa, maybe it will show a stronger power."

Teaming up with Akutagawa, the butcher and Du Wei, to stage Mission: Impossible: Black and White, Infernal Affairs...Since you think so, don’t make any distinctions, I’ve already heard the applause of "fight, fight" in your head .

I was speechless looking at this guy who didn't realize what he was talking about. If I were Akutagawa, my heart to kill Atsushi would start a prairie fire instantly.He already has an iron head, so he wants Akutagawa to evolve directly into an iron man? InroMan?

Osamu Dazai, he is not a qualified water master. The consequences of uneven water handling are very serious. Don't underestimate the jealousy of human beings.

"I'm a little curious. Isn't Atsushi's nickname a man-eating tiger? But I don't think he looks like he has killed people today." According to the report of the Supernatural Secret Service, Atsushi Nakajima is still a designated disaster beast in the area. I have destroyed crops and warehouses, I looked left and right, but I didn't see where the danger was.

Is this tiger a vegetarian?

In Yokohama, where the sound of explosions is like firecrackers, it would be embarrassing to tell people that you are a supernatural being without demolishing a few buildings during a fight.The onlookers who have lived here for generations have seen so many storms and waves. A trampled crop field and an abandoned warehouse built illegally can’t even win the attention of people who eat melons. They only deserve to have a small corner in the gap between the advertisements of the Yokohama Daily .

...I always feel that this unlucky kid was tricked by someone, don't be so honest!Learn from Mori Ogai's shameless spirit of turning black and white and referring to Hong Kong black as a private enterprise. This is an excellent role model for my generation of Yokohama people.

"After all, Atsu-kun didn't even know that he was a person with supernatural powers at the beginning." Osamu Dazai shrugged. I've thrown myself into a trap."

Facts have proved that Wu Song is not necessary to catch a tiger, but tea and rice can also be used.Letting a domesticated Osamu Dazai into the water can catch a wild Atsushi Nakajima, what an easy SSR to catch, and I don’t even need to take out my long-cherished master ball.

"He really likes ochazuke," I felt sorry for the child, hoping that the salary of the Armed Detective Agency would be enough for him to have a full meal.Mr. Qing Xingfuzawa Yukichi is not Fyodor's cheating father-in-law who specializes in defrauding people and doing white jobs. A child as easy to deceive as Dun Dun will sooner or later be sold by Fyodor to pull a sled to subsidize his family.

Atsushi Nakajima is currently the worst protagonist I have ever seen. He was so hungry that he was robbed in the street at the beginning. Shomon's "gentle" embrace and Akutagawa Ryunosuke had a passionate fight.

For him now, the house is kindly provided by the company, the clothes are put together by co-workers, and the wallet was confiscated by Osamu Dazai. He not only has to support himself but also the little girl he picked up. The only thing worthy of envy is probably his goodness. Mentality: As long as you are alive, everything is fine.

Happy too early boy!The real crisis has not yet emerged!Akutagawa is at best an appetizer. Who doesn't know the complicated history of friendship between Hong Kong gangsters and Butei. The real danger is always foreign forces!

"Didn't I work in the Guild before?" I dipped my index finger in the cold, and wrote a big 70 on the coffee table, "My godfather——is the leader of the Guild, Francis Scott Key Fitzgerald De, he spent 70 billion rewards on man-eating tigers, Mr. Dazai should know the details of this matter?"

Although I saw a portrait of Atsushi Nakajima when they offered the reward, I didn't know him at the time, and I didn't know that he would be related to Osamu Dazai, so I didn't tell Osamu Dazai about it.One must always have a bit of professional ethics. Professional youngsters understand the balance between leaking and keeping secrets.

"I know." Osamu Dazai nodded, and added with a very shallow smile, "I was caught by the port mafia and put into a wet and cold dungeon, and then I was punched by the unfilial son Akutagawa, and I was severely mocked by Nakaya I just got the information in one meal."

I:"……"

Grass (a kind of plant), what's the matter with this deep resentment?That guy Akutagawa finally lived up to his expectations and did something I wanted to do but never had the chance to do. Well done!

So is Mr. Chuya!To be able to successfully ridicule Osamu Dazai is simply the pinnacle of his life. Today's Chuya Nakahara is 1.8 meters tall!

Those brothers who took Osamu Dazai back to Hong Kong and Heilongjiang were really brave. Being a human being requires this kind of spirit of challenging the limit. What about the devil boss?As long as you live long enough, there will be a chance to wear the little shoes back!The way of heaven is reincarnation, who will the heaven spare!

"Qianye, put away your gloating expression." Osamu Dazai reminded him friendly, "It's too obvious, I'm so hurt."

"Cough, I've lost my composure." I wiped my face, picked up my script of harmony, friendship, parent-teacher-disciple again, and retracted the little jio who was on the verge of death.

As for Osamu Dazai's claim that he was injured, heh, I don't believe it at all.

Dazai ruled this person, an invincible overlord crab that walked sideways in Hong Kong and black, and did a lot of things that violated laws and regulations, arrived late and left early. Mr. Mori protected him like a son, and the journey was smooth.The only shock may be that Mr. Odasaku was cheated by Mori Ogai, but I handed in the script in time with my open eyes, and finally it was a happy ending.

The days after the defection were even more early retirement. The rice worm in the house was full of joy. Someone fed the rice to his mouth, so he didn’t have to worry about eating and drinking. There were also people working overtime to wash the ground for him. The biggest labor load every day was condescending to water the small green plants The soil is loosened, very much like the painting style of the sunset red uncle.

Returning to Yokohama with a breeze in his sleeves is even more joyful. Mori Ogai's hunting order is basically just for show. The ordinary Hong Kong gangsters will run as far as they see him.

There is only one over-the-top chef who will occasionally trouble Dazai, but based on Akutagawa Ryunosuke's IQ and his blind worship of Dazai, it can be concluded that as long as Dazai is willing, he can counter Akutagawa and directly usurp the throne in minutes.

I don’t know why, although I recognize Mori Ogai’s ability very much, and I also admire him for being able to overshadow Osamu Dazai, but I always feel that as long as Ogai Dazai wants to usurp the throne, his success rate is almost 100%.

It is no wonder that Mr. Mori is so afraid of him. It is a serious loss but the best solution for him to leave Hong Kong and Hei.

In the context of the above, let’s not mention that being caught in Hong Kong’s prison is a sure thing because Osamu Dazai committed suicide. It is estimated that in his long series of accusations just now, only one punch by Akutagawa may be true, at most one punch, No matter how many times, I would go to the rooftop of the Hong Kong Hei Building with a loudspeaker and shout "Akutagawa Ryunosuke is a handsome man with eyebrows" three hundred times.

I hypocritically comforted my cohabitant and continued the topic just now, "Mr. Fitzgerald thought the port mafia could win this windfall - because I told him Mori Ogai was a dead man Qian’s unscrupulous boss, I think there is nothing wrong with what I said—but in fact, the Armed Detective Agency has guaranteed Atsushi Nakajima, and Mr. Yukichi Fukuzawa’s reputation has enough weight on the government’s side, so let’s let this matter go.”

Osamu Dazai listened to me seriously, and the elementary school student seemed to raise his hand, "Qianye just said that he is your godfather? What's going on?"

"Well, that's a long story." I tilted my head, and gave a brief overview of my first encounter with Mrs. Zelda and the subsequent incidents, "That's not the point, the point is that Guild will come to Yokohama soon to capture [ Book】."

[Book] is the origin of all contradictions, not only the Guild, but also the Rat of the Dead House and the Five Decays of Heaven and Man who have disappeared for a long time. Fyodor's eyeliner always exists in Yokohama.

"I noticed that there is a girl named Izumi Kyoka in the detective agency." I put my hands on my chin and asked Osamu Dazai, "Is she the '35 people cut' mentioned in the files of the Supernatural Secret Service Division?"

"That's right," Dazai Osamu imitated my posture and looked at me cutely, "So everyone in the detective agency has not yet reached a conclusion on whether to keep Xiao Jinghua, but Atsushi insists on saving her, so I am also very embarrassed. "

At the end, he dragged out his voice, cutely talking nonsense that no one would believe.

I stared at Osamu Dazai silently, not understanding how this person who had committed 130 murders, 310 intimidation, fraud and other 620 crimes would have the face to say, "Little Kyoka, who was beheaded by 35 people, is really It's horrific," shameless words.

The little girl has just entered the industry, she's just a new and can't be newer, silly boy, you've been bullied by these unscrupulous adults.

"...For the file, I can help, it's not a problem." I swallowed the words of accusation in my mouth, and made a congenial voice, "Mr. Anwu, work overtime, and it will be settled soon."

Highlight instructions!I don't mean to persecute Mr. Ango!Because he works overtime every day, 360 days a year, every day without interruption, what he does is not what he does, I am not a black-hearted boss like Mori Ogai--Compared to cleaning Dazai Osamu's dark files, Izumi Kyoka The file does not increase the workload at all.

"That's right." Dazai Osamu rubbed his chin, "I originally wanted to ask Ango to use the special agent Kola as the help of the detective agency, but with Qianye around, the special agent department and the hunting dog will be on our side. However, If the Detective Agency and Guild match up, will Qianye really choose to help the Detective Agency?"

"No." I put my head on the table and looked up at him, "I'm not a member of the Armed Detective Agency. Mr. Fitzgerald treats me very well. And the Hound will not rashly intervene in this matter, the ability The Secret Service will also be bound by the premise that the Guild has diplomatic status."

"For me, of course it's the most cost-effective to watch. I don't care who wins." I said with a smile, "I am very concerned about the safety of Mr. Dazai, and the life and death of others has nothing to do with me. Mr. Dazai will not Do you think I will be a freelancer for the Armed Detective Agency?"

Have you already said that?The idea of ​​the Armed Detective Agency is not in line with me. I am a typical person who helps relatives but does not help. I have eaten so much rice from Guild.

Except for Fyodor, I am a player of the chaotic good camp, and I still have basic moral conscience. The chaotic evil camp is not suitable for me and is an absolute enemy.

"However, the Armed Detective Agency is an organization that Mr. Dazai cares about, and I will help if I can." I looked into his eyes and said with a smile, "Is it a trick for suitors? As I said, from today From the beginning, I will try my best to pursue Mr. Dazai."

"Do you want to refuse?" I said deliberately, "I am a suitor with excellent character, and I am definitely not the kind to mess around. But a person with a strong purpose like me wants to see something in return for what he gives. I don't know Dazai Would you like to pay the 'price', sir?"

"What's the price?" Osamu Dazai propped his face on one hand, thinking for a while as if in distress, "What does Qianye want?"

"I want you to kiss me." I said generously, pointing my face with my fingers, "Here, just like what I did in the detective agency."

The light-white fingertips sank into the soft cheeks, and quickly bounced back. The young girl asked him with a smile, but her sly eyes were full of casual provocation, "Come on, it's your turn."

Everyone knows that the other party does not match the words of pure love, and they want to cooperate with each other to play a young love game, compete with each other, and even if they take a step back, they will lose completely, but both of them are extremely competitive and refuse to admit defeat easily.

"Just a kiss?" Osamu Dazai stretched out his hands to hold my face, knelt on one knee on the tatami, leaned his upper body over the coffee table, and his lips were slightly cool on my fingertips.

Before I could let go of my hand, he turned his face slightly, put his cheek against my palm, pecked and kissed the skin where my fingertips pointed, and his long eyelashes swept over my fingertips like a small brush.

"...What a cunning Mr. Dazai, there is no reason for him to increase the price." I rubbed his cheek affectionately with the tip of my nose, "I began to wonder if my asking price was too low, after all, Mr. Dazai is not a disadvantaged person. Is it a language trap?"

"That's right, Qianye really understands me." Dazai Osamu was almost close to me, he rested his chin on my shoulder, and his slightly curly hair brushed my earlobe, "I want a bedtime story, this time Qianye Night can't fool me with conic sections."

"Mathematics is obviously very hypnotic," I said unconvinced, I have tried everything, look at how soundly you slept before, "What does Mr. Dazai want to hear? "Snow White and the Lost Crystal Slipper" or "Sleeping Beauty in High School" "On the Tower"?"

"Listen to Qianye's story." Osamu Dazai said softly, "What did Qianye do during the two years when he was not by my side? Who did he know? I want to know everything I don't know."

"That's a very, very long story." I tickled the ends of his curly hair with my fingers. "Every day is a sitcom... Maybe we can write an entire "Arabian Nights"."

"Then let's talk about One Thousand and One Nights." Osamu Dazai closed his eyes, "The king is so lucky, he is such a tyrannical and cruel person, yet someone is willing to lull him to sleep day after day... In the right story Shouldn't his fate be sent to the guillotine?"

"The story doesn't make sense," I said. "In the fairy tale world, the whole world is turned by only one person who is favored."

Time is suspended in the country without Sleeping Beauty, the rotation of the planet without the little prince is stopped, and the meaning of existence in Utopia without Snow White is erased.

Osamu Dazai is the man who is alienated from the "right", and I like the unconventional way best.

The house assigned by the detective agency was just right for one person, and if there was only one more person, the sense of presence would be too strong to ignore.I was sitting in the living room biting my nails and looking at the documents. The figure of Osamu Dazai washing dishes in the kitchen was behind the computer screen, and I could see it as soon as I looked up.

Living alone for two years failed to let Osamu Dazai learn to cook in the kitchen, and the plastic-packed and unopened apron was only shown today.Osamu Dazai asked me to tie his apron with his wet hands, and unexpectedly volunteered to wash the dishes.

"Don't look at me with such unbelievable eyes, I am much more diligent now." Osamu Dazai didn't care that the water would wet his bandage wrapped around his tiger's mouth, and he mixed it with the detergent in the sink, "Mr. You can't let Qianye do everything."

That's not what you said when you rolled around in Tokyo playing lazy and pretending to be dead to avoid housework.The character illustrations unlocked with different favorability are different, galgame sincerely does not deceive me.

I glanced at the Izumi Jinghua information sent by Mr. Anwu, and then went to the internal forum of Hong Kong and Black to look at the relevant gossip. Run away with the wild man! ! ! "

It's really... not beyond my expectation at all, it's you, black people from Hong Kong!

Sister Hongye, because of her failed elopement experience, she is extremely disdainful to most men, and a mafia cadre who likes to raise cute and cute girls. After I defected with my scumbag boss, I smashed Dazai Osamu's office. The low pressure haunted a For weeks, Mori Ogai had to keep his mouth shut in the face of death threats from his competent subordinates.

After thinking hard about my "failed" education, Sister Hongye met a new girl, Jinghuajiang.How well-behaved Jinghua is, she is quiet and doesn't talk much, she doesn't take out allegro street performers anytime, anywhere, and she hasn't been seduced by a male vixen early on. She has safe labels written all over her body, which makes the eldest sister feel relieved Unable to stop, I vowed to let Jinghuajiang understand the evilness and unreliability of men.

——Then Izumi Kyouka was abducted by the only reliable and sincere pure boy Atsushi Nakajima, and rounded up to Dazai Osamu.

Osamu Dazai, the source of all evil, the eternal source of all evil in Yokohama.

It's embarrassing for Sister Hongye. The three cubs she raised, Mr. Nakaya, me, and Kyoka-chan, were all severely punished by Dazai, and none of them escaped.

I moved the mouse and put Quan Jinghua's file under my name.My intuition tells me that Osamu Dazai is likely to make a fuss about this, and it will be much more convenient to transfer the authority to me.

I clicked the mouse while chatting with Mr. Ango, my eyes hesitated and hesitated on the bar Ye Caiju in the contact column, but I still didn't click it.

Tiaoye Caiju is innately immune to all Internet trash talk. No matter how you try to be passionate about Zaan, his text-to-speech reading speed will be a lot slower. You have finished typing, and he may have only listened to half a sentence. It doesn't hurt or itch, and I don't care much.

Just, very, angry.

When I finished processing the documents, Osamu Dazai not only washed the dishes, but also washed himself clean. He was lying on the tatami and lifted half of the quilt to pat me, his eyes full of expectation and urging.

Oh yes, I promised him bedtime stories.

The bathtub in the bathroom of the single room is definitely a plus. After a comfortable soak, I walked out of the bathroom in old but soft black cat head pajamas, and couldn't help yawning.

It is easy to get sleepy when you return to a familiar place. The dormitory of the detective agency does not even support single beds, it is only suitable for sleeping with quilts on tatami.I heard that Atsushi Nakajima lived with Izumi Kyoka, and Atsushi Nakajima slept in the closet all the time.

If it were me and Osamu Dazai, it wouldn't be necessary. Love games are a kind of fun, but deception is purely tormenting ourselves.I also didn't care about the fact that I took the title of "suitor" and actually stepped into cohabitation. I got into the half of the space specially set aside by Osamu Dazai, and rolled in the soft quilt.

"Now is the good night story time for Mr. Anhe, children, please tuck your hands and feet into the quilt." I happily moved out the long-lost kindergarten teacher role card and said to the only child in the family.

"It's already been put away, the teacher rewarded me with a good night kiss." Dazai Osamu also changed into a coquettish tone in coordination.Ordinary adult men who speak in the voice of such a little girl will definitely be disgusted by the public, but Osamu Dazai is different, he has first-rate coquettish skills.

I was so eaten by this routine, I lowered my head and kissed his forehead lovingly, moved away a little, and dropped a light kiss on his eyelid.

Osamu Dazai closed his eyes subconsciously, his soft lips touched the most sensitive part of his nerves, his eyelashes trembled unconsciously, and felt a sense of emptiness in his heart after noticing the departure of the familiar breath.

"Okay, let's start telling the story." I lowered my voice, "Where do we start... when the Hound? There are a lot of interesting people in the Hound, but the most worth telling is of course our disabled and strong Mr. Ye -- he is a very admirable man."

"?" Osamu Dazai, who had closed his eyes obediently, suddenly opened them, his tone full of unbelievable questioning, "Qianyechan, this is the first night talk since our reunion, you want to tell a story about you and another man?"

Me: "Huh? Yeah."

What's the matter, what's the matter, why do you look at me with such scumbag eyes?Am I doing something wrong again?

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Zai: Outrageous!This is not my bedtime story, bad review!

Qianye: Scratching your head, didn’t you want me to tell you in chronological order?Nothing wrong.

After many years, Osamu Dazai finally recalled the fear of being dominated by Aquaman that day.