In order to survive, I do many jobs

In front of the mirror, the black-haired girl's knuckles were loosely clasped with a corner of the bandage, and the black coat she found out from the royal purple wardrobe was draped over her shoulders, the gauze on her face and the layers of bandages wrapped around her arms Lingering sickness.

The already slightly pale face made her look sickly. The thin neck and slender wrists made people feel pity and sadism secretly.

If one hadn't looked into her eyes, such a face and build would have been well suited to be kept in an ornate cage, to be fed with fine food and sumptuous jewels, to sing and dance as a nightingale.

But if you face those smiling eyes, all the conclusions just now will be swept away, completely subverting human imagination and cognition.

The eternal fire of life is burning in the black pupils, the fearless arrogance and indifference are hidden in the full smile, the pulse fluctuates with the breathing, the gurgling power flows in the blood, and the soft fingers are full of blood. There is a faint smell of gunpowder smoke.

Lies and betrayals are entangled in her shadow like snakes, and her unexposed fangs are unparalleled.

Harmless appearance and dangerous essence, weak body and brutal style, the contradictions appear so harmonious in the same individual, it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false.

...For example, just looking at my inexplicably serious expression now, do you think that the new ruler is thinking about a terrible strategy to affect the situation in Tokyo?Or is the leader of the mysterious organization in the dark plotting a dangerous operation?Or is it the half-price potato chips in the convenience store next door who eat dirt and is calculating the balance of her wallet?

No, no, you think too much. In fact, my mind is full of 108 tricks of how to deceive the guardian. From the golden cicada's escape all the way to the bottom of the pot, 36 tricks keep coming and going in my mind.

Any teacher knows that when a student makes a mistake, being punished to stand and copy and write a review will not have too much impact on them. The real killer is always-please parents.

Teacher, we promise not to voluntarily use nuclear weapons—Mr. X, call your parents over tomorrow.

Dangerous, Mr. x, dangerous.

I'm no exception, I don't love anything, I just love Osamu Dazai.

Don't laugh at me!If it were you, you would be cowardly!

I have been brought by Dazai Osamu since the Hong Kong black period, and I have a deep understanding of the horror of this man

The hostile organization will scream when they see a piece of Osamu Dazai's clothes. They would rather kill themselves on the spot than fall into his hands. Seeing their hard work, as an enemy, I can't help but shed two drops of crocodile tears;

No matter how much the employees of the Hong Kong and Black Headquarters laughed because of the forum gossip in the last second, they would stand at attention quickly after receiving the news from the sister at the front desk that "the Dazai cadre is here", and would like to say "I am a tool person, please ignore me" paste a large character on the face;

Except for Akutagawa Ryunosuke, the overbearing butcher who doesn't listen to persuasion, among Dazai Osamu's trusted subordinates, they would rather raise money to buy snacks and bribe me than step into Dazai's cadre's office. so that their hairs stand on end;

Not to mention the subordinates who work in the interrogation room, Osamu Dazai is the psychological shadow of their life, the severity of which can be regarded as a work-related injury, and they can be reimbursed by Mori Ogai.

Even if the current Dazai Osamu is a good Dazai Osamu, we cannot relax our vigilance and rashly change our judgment on him.

Underestimating the enemy will surely pay a bloody price.

Let me explain in advance, I think there is no conflict between Osamu Dazai being a terrible person and I think he has no shortcomings. "Terror" is a plus in Zaichu's heart.

——Are you asking about deduction items?No, it doesn't exist at all.

Rather, if Osamu Dazai was a gentle and soft-hearted boss, let alone offering the greatest loyalty, I would not hesitate to sell him backhanded.

I am a rebel by nature, those who cannot tame me do not deserve my allegiance, and players who lose in the first round of the game will only be out of the game.

Yes, my way is so wild, if you don't accept it, come and bite me, my teeth are good.

...Although I have praised Osamu Dazai so much, when I think of the big troubles I will encounter when I go back with injuries all over my body, even Dazai Chef can't bear it.

It's Dazai Osamu's fault that Zai Chu will become Zai Hei, what are you doing so smart!

That’s the bad thing about living under the same roof. Even if I spend the winter early, cover myself tightly with a military coat and spray a catty of toilet water on my body, believe it or not, Osamu Dazai can still smell the blood on my body , can't hide it at all.

Temporarily leaving home on the grounds of "society activities" and "suspended school trips" is not feasible, not because I can't persuade the chairman of the ice emperor to take a trip, but because paper can't hold fire, Osamu Dazai You will definitely notice something wrong.

If Osamu Dazai knew that I decided to play Vanish to escape his punishment, and left him alone at home for ten days and half a month, with no one to cook for him or play games for him, I would definitely lose my Of cats and cats, absolutely not!

I will not leave Dazai Osamu "I will leave his impression" because of anything, this is a matter of principle.

So, doesn't Tokyo have people with healing abilities?For the first time, I regretted so much that I was not a nanny.A nanny is a good nanny second, if you have milk, you are a mother, even a violent priest, save the child!

I'm sorry for Bishuiliu, except for Mr. Pan who will be a cameo as a meat shield, Jungle is all output. We are a pure chopper team.

The Black Clothes Organization and the Worshiping Mackerel Sect cast helpless looks at the same time, and we have no nanny.

This tragedy tells us why the Armed Detective Agency has so few members but they are still one of the Big Three in Yokohama?Because they have milk.

I cried with envy.

After the last hope was shattered, there was not much time left for me to think, and I had to go home before the gate control time today.

You heard me right, as an underage girl, my house not only has access control, but also irregular medical examinations.

The former is aimed at me, and the latter is aimed at Osamu Dazai.

"Because Qianye is still a student, you can't go home too late." Osamu Dazai set up a gate control for me for this reason. In special circumstances, he would find fault with me if he didn't go back on time normally.

And "unscheduled physical examination" is my sanction method for Osamu Dazai, which is specifically reflected in his sleep status and weight.

After the lethal dose of sleeping pills was confiscated, Osamu Dazai's work and rest schedule was gradually brought back to the human track by me. Not to mention his overall mood improved a lot, and the headache and low-grade fever never recurred.

They all said to go to bed early and get up early, don't listen to the nonsense of the black-hearted doctor Mori Ogai, staying up late will inevitably lead to baldness, do you think his current hairline is much later than ours?Bloody chestnuts, don’t they exist by pretending to be invisible?Open your eyes and take a good look!

The physical examination items also include the weight. My favorite part is to drive Osamu Dazai to the scale after the meal. Watching that cute little number increase with tiny progress, the sense of accomplishment is overwhelming.

Osamu Dazai stood on the small pink weighing scale in a slightly difficult posture, facing my ardent expectation of "Mr. Dazai, you have gained a little weight again, please keep it up!", only left to me An awkward yet polite smile.

…Then he will lose weight again the next day, and he only gained a little weight in total. I showed a dissatisfied look in my eyes.

As everyone knows, Osamu Dazai, who carried me to the scale like a rabbit, looked at the number that had decreased again at some point, and the resentment in his eyes was exactly the same as mine.

Osamu Dazai Why is my little piglet getting thinner and thinner... Where did all her food go?

Why is my cat not fat... Where does the food I feed go?

The two masters and apprentices who were puzzled began to doubt life.

The "unscheduled physical examination" was originally a means against Osamu Dazai, but I have a hunch that he will use it on me today.Lifting a rock and hitting one's own foot, a mistake will cause eternal hatred.

"Tantong, do you think the excuse of masturbation is okay? I'll go buy another catty of pig's blood and come back to confuse my eyes, okay?" I grabbed the black coat that Zi kindly lent me, and was forced by life to start doing whatever I could.

Vegetables are unique in color, fragrance, and people, so what can the smell of blood prove?It would be nice to have a meal of pig blood stew tonight, there are always more ways than difficulties.

I think my idea is very creative, as to whether it is feasible, I will only know if I do it.

You can try it, after all, it really looks like it.Although my system father is very reliable, but because he was tricked by Osamu Dazai several times, it tends to crash on matters related to Osamu Dazai, and he can only express his views tactfully.

Anyway, there is no better excuse, he won't believe anything you say.System, honest person, never fool around.

That's right, I, who is full of lies, met him, who is a master of lies. The competition is not only about skills, but also brains that determine the outcome!

Only in the field of sand sculpture, no one can match my wisdom, and no one can defeat me in my bg.

"You're right, it really looks like it." I tapped my cheeks with my fingertips, looked at myself in the mirror and made different expressions, and behind each expression was the shadow of the same person.

Dazai's superficial smile, Dazai's contempt of the king, Dazai's dementia in the world——

Acting in her true colors, Ms. Osako Dazai will participate!

Except for the wrong color of eyes, there is no difference between me now and the sex-transformed version of Ms. Dazai Osako, especially the dark eyes that I show now are three parts cold and three parts dead silent and three parts indifferent, which is the most difficult to be known as Hong Kong black at the beginning. How similar is Osamu Dazai who is a cadre.

My guardian and former boss Osamu Dazai is a man who almost wrote "difficult" on his face. As my only teacher, while retaining my personal style, it is inevitable that I have learned something from his body. It belongs to the characteristics of Dazai Osamu.

As the saying goes, teaching benefits each other, he learned from my sand sculptures, and I learned from his black clay, and each draws on its strengths.

"Zi, I will wash this coat and return it to you, just lend me a few days." I made up my mind and decided to go home and fight to the death.

"No need, I bought clothes that were too small, but I didn't wear them." Yu Shaoshen Zi shook her head, I looked at his sky-defying long legs, and then at the "too small" coat he said— — If I were a little shorter, the corners of my clothes would have to be dragged on the ground like a mop to sweep away the dust in the street.

OK, the world of tall people.

The wind is blowing, the water is cold, and the strong man will never return once he is gone.Farewell to jungle, I embark on the road to death.

Even though I have become the king, but I am still so humble when facing the guardian, do I want to lose face?

Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t panicked by Dazai Osamu’s identity. As an onion essence, I have so many vests that I’m not afraid of people picking them off. something.

Besides, the two swords of Damocles that appeared at the same time today are extremely conspicuous. There have been several rumors on the Internet, and Osamu Dazai knows about my relationship with Jungle. I am not going to hide from him that I am the new colorless King fact.

"Really? Qianye is amazing." He would be praised like this, and the topic would be over.I like to talk about the ability of the Colorless King, but Osamu Dazai won’t explore it too much—not in front of me, but he will investigate it by himself in private. I never underestimate his desire to control.

The thing that rattled me the whole time was "I hurt myself"—the seemingly trivial thing.

The burn on the thigh was still stinging slightly, the old wound had not faded, and the new wound struck again.

When applying the medicine, Osamu Dazai has been acting very casually, but I can feel his slightly depressed mood-although I am not sure whether this depression is because he caused me to be hurt, or because of his vitality. The splashing didn't hurt me—but in short, "injury" is what he cares about.

I seem to be dancing in Osamu Dazai's Thunder Point, can I not panic?

"I'm going, all." Standing at the door of the house, I took a deep breath, prayed in my heart that Osamu Dazai was not at home, and then quickly opened the door and entered the room.

Today Lady Luck didn't love me, and Death gave me a hand instead.

"Qianye-chan, welcome back~" Dazai Osamu, who was lying on the sofa, raised his hand cheerfully and waved his paw at me.

Halfway through the swing, Osamu Dazai paused for a moment due to the faint smell in the air, his face suddenly turned cold.He simply got up from the sofa and walked towards me, the smile remaining in his eyes gradually froze.

Come on, don't come here!

I roared helplessly in my heart, but still maintained a calm and calm smile on my face, "Good evening, Mr. Dazai, I will try a new recipe tonight, it is Maoxuewang. It looks a little spicy, and I bought a lot of it. Would you like to invite Mr. Odasaku and the children to eat?"

Change the subject, let me change the subject!Mr. Odasaku, spicy food is calling you, have you heard the voice of Maoxuewang!

"Spicy food? I don't like it." Osamu Dazai said bluntly. He stood in front of me, his tall and thin figure shrouded me in his shadow, his iris-colored eyes were cold, "I'm more curious Ye’s outfit today—you didn’t go out in this outfit today, did you?”

The clothes are covered in blood, how can I wear them? Fortunately, the nearby supermarket sells clothes in one size fits all, otherwise I would be handcuffed by the police officer Meguro when I walked on the road in "ketchup".

"Mr. Dazai, don't you think it looks familiar?" I decided to preemptively add the buff of winning first for myself, "It's sy, does it look similar? I prepared very seriously to play Mr. Dazai, and everyone in the club said it was very It was great and took a lot of photos.”

I took out my phone and opened the photo album for Osamu Dazai who was not smiling.

The non-existent "play your guardian" activity, all the photos are from Bishuiliu, who retouched the photos with full marks, and it is impossible for ordinary hackers to find the flaws through the perjury produced by editing, splicing and other s.

I know Osamu Dazai won't believe in acting and doing a full set, but there is no shortage of preparations that should be made.

Even if there is a one-in-a-thousand chance that I will pass the test?People always have dreams!

"Hey——that's how it looks, it's really similar." Osamu Dazai didn't even look at the photo I deliberately showed. His slender fingertips gently picked the gauze on my face, his eyes were cold, "Even my face They are all wrapped in gauze, which is excellent."

Except for the color of the eyes and the bandage covering half of the eye, the rest of the details are exactly the same. I am stunned by this amazing coincidence, it must be God's will.

"It smells so strong." Osamu Dazai took another half step towards me, held my cheek with one hand, lowered his head and sniffed.

Following his movements, the fine and soft strands of hair slid across my chin, the knuckles stuck on my neck moved intentionally or unintentionally, Dazai Osamu's cold fingertips hovered in an inconspicuous place, and stopped moving .

My breathing became short of breath.

Neck, one of the most vulnerable parts of the human body, the acupuncture point under Osamu Dazai's fingertips is the fatal point he taught me personally.I have no doubt that all the initiative will be seized and left to him before I react to the technology of the ruler of the ether.

I have seen the betrayer struggling helplessly under Osamu Dazai, his breath was deprived, his personality was torn apart, and he decided to give the other party a good time or prolong the pain indefinitely according to his mood.

My heartbeat control is a skill taught by Osamu Dazai, and my breathing returned to normal after only a moment of disorder, and I dialed back to the correct frequency little by little.

The hand caressing my neck... I lowered my eyes, rubbed the tip of my thumbnail against the pad of my index finger, feeling undecided.

If I were asked to choose the one thing that is most important to me, I don't even need to think for half a second, the answer is nothing but my life.Compared with my life, morality, ethics, truth... all have to stand aside.

I can condone all Dazai Osamu's willful behavior to the end, but I can't threaten my life, not even the slightest threat.

It is better to strike first, the gun is just under the hem of the clothes, within easy reach.If I miss the moment when Osamu Dazai is distracted, all the next initiative will not belong to me.

Do you want to do it now?Or...believe he can't do anything?

If he wasn't going to do anything, why put his hand in such a sensitive place?He personally gave me a perfect score in this course, and we both know it can't be a coincidence.

One second, two seconds, my fingers curled up, my nails dug into the flesh, and my eyes swept over the black crow on the window sill.

Its small black eyes are like two colored glazes, and its wings are quietly and docilely retracted.

The crow's beak and claws shone coldly in the night.

For three seconds, nothing happened. I let go of my knuckles, and the black crow lowered its head and pecked at its feathers, waiting idly for my next command.

"Aren't you going to draw your gun?" Osamu Dazai's voice broke the silence.He maintained his original posture and looked up at me, "Why didn't you draw your gun? How did I teach you before?"

"?" Looking at each other, I slowly typed a question mark, exce?

Recovering from the stagnant atmosphere, my IQ recovered in an instant, and I subconsciously analyzed the meaning of Dazai Osamu's words

He deliberately put his hand on the fatal point to induce me to attack him, but I didn't draw my gun just now, so Osamu Dazai was very dissatisfied.

Do you shake? !

"You must have been injured in the same way today." Osamu Dazai straightened up, pinched my jaw forcefully, forcing me to look up at him, "Where did Qianye's vigilance go? Don't you care about your own life the most? This is you Care about the result?"

His voice was extremely cold, as if my love and death had nothing to do with him.

"No...but, but he's dead!" I retorted, and retorted subconsciously, "There is no fatal injury, and I will not let myself have fatal injuries - in order to obtain a satisfactory result, a certain sacrifice is worth it, Didn’t Mr. Dazai teach me this before?”

"But—Qianye didn't think about the possibility of accidents." Osamu Dazai was not convinced by me, he looked at me almost firmly, "You didn't think about it when you rushed out."

"..." I couldn't refute it. What Osamu Dazai said was not wrong. In fact, I only discovered this when I replayed the game afterwards. Because of my arrogance, I underestimated the enemy.

Even though the little brother is a younger brother, he is indeed a king. I should have been more cautious.

Maybe it's because I have a crazy side in my flesh and blood. Even if I regret my life, I can't be cautious in every step-it's too tiring and boring.

"It was the same just now," Dazai Osamu slipped his arm, and took away the gun I hid under my clothes in an instant. He raised the gun and looked at me, "Why didn't you draw the gun? If I want to attack Qianye now, what resistance do you have?" ?”

What a familiar tone, recalling scenes in the Hong Kong black training ground and torture room, "Practice is the best classroom", Dazai Osamu is the most standard pragmatist in teaching.

I have done thousands of calculations and calculated all the possible reactions of Osamu Dazai, but I never thought that he would choose to give me a vivid case analysis class.

As expected of my mentor in life, Osamu Dazai's routines made me clueless.

"I'm keeping back." After a few seconds of stalemate, I sighed, my jaw being pinched by him was faintly hot, "Don't pin your hope on the enemy's kindness── Mr. Dazai's teachings I have never forgotten .Little guy, come out and say hi to Mr. Dazai."

The black crow fluttered its wings and galloped from the edge of the window. Its pointed claws covered the muzzle of the gun, and the whole bird hovered over the gun. fluff.

My choice is not limited to drawing a gun, the risk is the risk, I won't really take my life as a joke, don't be so angry.

"A new ability? Congratulations to Qianye, who has become the new king." Osamu Dazai's tone softened a bit, but he was still cold.

"Mr. Dazai really knows everything." I said without surprise, "Although I was injured a little, the result is quite good. At least, as the price for killing the king, I paid almost nothing."

"Zero?" Osamu Dazai put the gun back under my clothes with one hand, and hooked the bandage on my arm with his little finger, "Qianye's math teacher must like Qianye very much, right? Very well done."

Don't suddenly connotate me in a weird way, metaphor!Do you understand the metaphor?Dropout children are not qualified to laugh at the advanced education of our country's high school graduates!

"It's the art of masturbation." I still remember the excuses I made up. Now that I have said everything, even if it doesn't work out, I won't give up easily and let it go.

"S me? It's not bad." Osamu Dazai followed my nonsense. He unceremoniously tore off the coat on my shoulders and shook it in front of me. "This dress is for men. Right? Where did Qianye borrow it from?"

There is still the smell of men's perfume on it, which makes people angry just thinking about it.

Yu Shao Shen Zi, an exquisite and handsome man, it is his habit to spray perfume in the closet.Every day is a day full of rituals. Life is not only mask and yoga, but also lipstick and eye shadow.

I couldn't argue with my mouth, as if the humble owner who secretly went to the cat cafe to pet the cat and then came home and was greeted by his own cat screamed loudly, with thousands of words stuck in his throat, almost choking himself to death.

Don't panic, friends, Neptune warmly reminds you that you must not panic now, you can get back, trust me.

"What is Mr. Dazai talking about? If you are talking about it, of course you should wear men's styles." I cast an inexplicable look at him, as if he was making trouble for no reason.

When you don't know how to answer someone's questioning, don't hesitate to question him in turn.As long as I am not embarrassed, it will be someone else who is embarrassed.

Like Osamu Dazai, I also smelled the smell of rose water on the suit, and I knew he was going to ask me where the smell of the perfume on my clothes came from in the next second——I didn’t quite understand, his tone seemed to be questioning my husband’s cheating My glamorous wife, but not only do I not feel disobedient, but I am also deeply integrated into the role, why!

Rose perfume, of course, is the main fragrance of roses. Now that it is autumn, the roses on the balcony at home have withered for a round, waiting for the next year's flowering period. Only the flower shop still has roses that are still in full bloom.

"By the way, because I'm going to make spicy dishes today, I'm worried that Mr. Dazai will be unhappy. I'm planning a surprise." I put my hands behind my back and quietly issued a command with my mobile phone.

A huge amount of cash flows from this end of the network into the account of the ignorant flower shop owner. The young proprietress who is watching the eight o'clock file with her mother at home does not know that at this moment, she has a big client.

The big customer was very considerate of her not wanting to work overtime suddenly, so she chose to pick it up at home.

One after another white pigeons got into the store door through the narrow window, picking up the fresh roses carefully preserved in the warehouse.They come and go well-trained, their beaks firmly hold the rose vines, their white wings spread their wings, and their meteor-like tails streak across the night sky.

Under Dazai Osamu's gaze, the black crow completely pushed the window open with its body, and flew into the night with a clatter.

As it exited, the new little messenger cooed into the house and circled the living room.The rain of roses fell from the sky, and the scattered petals fell in Dazai Osamu's hair, and he gently picked them off and crushed them with his fingertips.

The moist flower juice dripped down drop by drop, and the dark and hot flower fragrance permeated the entire living room, and the faint smell of perfume was suppressed to the point where it could not be smelled at all.I quietly deleted the text message that the transfer was successful, and slightly curled my eyelashes to meet Osamu Dazai's unpredictable eyes.

"Aren't you angry?" I grabbed Osamu Dazai's sleeve and shook it slightly, "Then I'm going to cook? I won't make too many spicy ones. Try a new recipe. If you don't like it, you won't make it in the future. .”

Osamu Dazai sighed helplessly, the aura of indifference dissolved in his gentle eyes, "Do you want to use this method to escape punishment? Qianye is really cunning."

"There will be no next time." Dazai Osamu reached out and rubbed my head, and took away the ingredients I brought back, "My arm is still hurting, I'll make dinner today."

I"……"

What did you say!What are you going to do to the fresh pig's blood I just bought!etc!Put down my pot!Leave my kitchen alone!I behaved so well just now, you can't change hands and come and poison me!

"This, is this the punishment for tonight?" My pupils trembled, and I lost my soul for a while.

I'm sorry, little brother, if the time can be restarted, my sister will never hit you again.Let's eat the meal cooked by Osamu Dazai, as long as you are willing to share even a bite for me, we will immediately become half-siblings, and we will be a family from now on.

Think about that pot of vigorous stewed chicken, and then think about that pot of green radish that was brutally murdered...

Osamu Dazai, you are murder!

The author has something to say, Officer Qianyemumu, save me!Kudo-shounen, if I die, the culprit will be...uh! (burp)

Zai (holding a plate of unknown black paste) Isn't this Kudo boy... have you had dinner already?You're welcome, just have a taste.

Danger, Kudo Shinichi, danger.