I'm surviving in a love game

"Ms. Tan Tian recommended you to join the club?"

Fukuzawa Yukichi flipped through the resume of the man named Osamu Dazai in front of him.

So clean.

As soon as he finished reading it, this idea popped up in his heart.

It's so clean, it's so ordinary that it looks like it's been tampered with.

However, this revised resume can win the trust of Mr. Tan Tian from the Supernatural Secret Service Division. It is impossible not to doubt the reason.As early as when Mr. Taneda called and said that he needed to take care of the newcomer, Fukuzawa Yukichi sniffed out the way through years of experience.

"Yeah, I didn't expect that one day I would be able to join the famous armed detective agency. What an adventure!"

As soon as he spoke, Osamu Dazai changed his unpredictable state of smiling but not smiling, and gestured repeatedly, just like all ordinary people who knew that they could join the Armed Detective Agency.

"But before that, there is an entrance test."

The knock on the door interrupted Fukuzawa Yukichi's next words, he turned his head to the door and said, "Come in."

The door was opened forcefully, and the visitor's chest heaved up and down, panting heavily, and it took a few seconds to adjust his breathing to a regular pattern. With a glance, his eyes widened as if he had discovered some new continent.

"This guy--!"

"Ah, isn't this the Kunikida-san who took care of me at the time? I will be your colleague in the future, so please take care of me."

Osamu Dazai leaned halfway, with his elbows resting on the back of the chair and his chin raised slightly. Although he used all respectful names and polite words, his body language all revealed a sense of indifference.

"Wait! Didn't you mean the last day of your life..."

"Hey! So Mr. Kunikida still remembers me? Well, I'm seriously ill or something. If it's an illness, miracles do exist. That's right, a miracle happened to me, and the illness was cured all of a sudden. It is your fault." Halfway through the speech, Osamu Dazai pinched his chin with his index finger and thumb, and said earnestly, "And I heard that being so impatient all the time is very bad for your health."

"What, is there such a saying?"

Seeing that Kunikida was about to be fooled by Osamu Dazai into writing "impatience is harmful to health" in the ideal booklet, Fukuzawa Yukichi ended this unequal dialogue in time, "There will be a task next, you need to pass this You have to pass the test to join the detective agency."

"So what's the mission?" Osamu Dazai asked.

"Investigate the supernatural organization 'Claw'."

Fukuzawa Yukichi said that the air in the room froze for a moment.

"'Claw'?" Hoshimiya Shiori turned her head and asked Luanbu, just at the moment when the bathroom door was pulled open from the inside, she glanced at Atsushi Nakajima who was a little embarrassed, "Well, it looks very good. "

Nakajima Atsushi reached out to smooth the folds of the corner of his clothes, with a bit of timidity in his movements.

Washed, dried, clothes full of sunshine, warm enough to make people want to cry.

I don’t mind the presence of Atsushi Nakajima, and said: “It’s an organization of supernatural beings lurking all over the world. A few days ago, the prison under the jurisdiction of Tokyo’s Blue King was attacked. There were a lot of supernatural crimes. Prisoners escaped, according to Based on the available information, the government believes that a large proportion of escapees are contained by Claws."

"What's more interesting is that shortly after the prison was attacked, news of a tiger-shaped supernatural being spread in Yokohama."

Ranpo's gaze slid across Atsushi Nakajima intentionally or unintentionally, "Well, let's go back to the detective agency now."

The hint just now, no, almost made it clear that it was Atsushi Nakajima who attacked the prison, but he should have lost consciousness at the time.

Rather than caring about Atsushi Nakajima's attack, it is more important to find out who is behind the scenes.

After mentioning the tiger-shaped supernatural being, Atsushi Nakajima froze for a moment, and his breathing was uncontrollably out of order.

"We'll talk about other things when we go back to the detective agency." Hoshimiya Shiori didn't intend to use such words to provoke Atsushi Nakajima anymore, so she urged them to leave the staff dormitory and walk to the detective agency.

At twelve noon, the sun rose to the very center of the sky, sending out heat continuously.

The breeze was blowing in front of her face, blowing away the broken hair hanging on both sides of Hoshimiya Shiori's cheeks.

The wind mixed with warmth slid in along the open window, blowing Osamu Dazai's fine hair swaying slightly, "'Claw'? It's something I've never heard of before. But this kind of task is assigned to me. Can people really do that?"

"There will be other investigators with you at that time." Fukuzawa said.

Seeing this, Osamu Dazai also stood up and was about to leave. When he passed by Kunikida, the corners of his mouth turned up politely, and he even nodded slightly to show respect.

This guy……

"President, is this person really suitable?"

Although it was recommended by Mr. Taneda, the other party's impression is too unpredictable, and at a certain moment, he can catch a dark temperament from him, this is what Kunikida is most worried about.

"The decision to judge whether he is qualified or not is in your hands. Once you realize that the other party is an unjust person—" Fuze opened the drawer and took out an automatic hand from it.Gun, slowly pushed towards Kunikida, "Just kill him."

Fukuzawa's words caused the atmosphere that had been easing to stagnate again.

Kunikida shook hands.Gun, cold metal in his palm silently, he said: "Yes."

Osamu Dazai, who left the president's office, stood by the window, dizzy from the glare of the sun, and his memory began to go back unconsciously.

"Da da da--"

The sound of footsteps was infinitely amplified in the quiet and long corridor, and the boy in a black windbreaker stopped in front of a ward.

"Yo, Odasaku, I heard that you are going to be discharged from the hospital. I left work to come and see you." The young man raised his hand and knocked on the door. The people in the room seemed to have expected his appearance, a man with dark red hair Said, "It's you, Dazai."

The ward had been cleaned to the point that no one was there, and the only luggage that the man called Odasaku had on hand was a small hand luggage bag.

Both Odasaku and Dazai knew what was inside.

It was a gift specially bought by Odasaku for the children, but there was never a chance to give it away.

"I heard what Ango said." Odasaku picked up the luggage bag and turned to face Osamu Dazai.

"I wanted to give you a surprise, but now it looks like it's gone."

Osamu Dazai spread his hands helplessly.

"I'm not here to oppose you. Dazai, you should also know that the port Mafia doesn't have what you want." Odasaku's voice was very flat, as if he had been gliding on the same tone, "Then you find now Yet?"

"I seem to have found it." He went on, "No, I found it."

The black-haired boy showed a pure smile since he became conscious, and the seemingly shallow smile soaked into his eyes.

It was less than half an hour before Hoshimiya Shiori and others arrived at the detective agency.

The most urgent task is to bring Atsushi Nakajima to Fukuzawa.

The elevator slowly ascended, and the bright red number showing the floor flashed several times. The strange red light seemed to indicate something.

"Ding--"

The elevator door opened, Hoshimiya Shiori walked in front, the door of the detective agency was open, and she jumped into the darkness as soon as she stepped into the field of vision.

Osamu Dazai's eyes that stayed on Shiori Hoshimiya were diverted by the random step who came in later.

His eyes flicked past her, meeting with Ranbu's eyes from afar.

"Hello, Mr. Ranpo, please give me your advice in the future." Dazai Osamu said, the same tone as when we first met.

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