I'm surviving in a love game

It was already one or two o'clock in the afternoon when we returned to the detective agency, and everyone basically returned to their work.Shiori Hoshimiya placed a large bag of potato chips on the chaotically walking desk, and the owner of the desk sat down on the office chair, unpacking packs of potato chips with great interest, and picked out Parts of the model.From time to time, I bring the parts closer to my eyes to see what is different, and then put them together again.

Just as Shiori Hoshimiya breathed a sigh of relief, she heard Mr. Kunikida asking her to prepare tea for the guests.

This game pursues the sense of reality too much, and the tension of work in real life is also copied. She nodded and got up and walked to the tea room. After making two cups of black tea, she put the cookies on the plate and walked away with the tray. Arrived at the reception room.

"So your commission is...'I hope to have a lovely young lady to accompany me to spend the last day of my life'?" Kunikida held the power of attorney with the client's request in his hand, and explained the client's request word by word. Read it in a stick-reading tone, with a strange pause in the middle.

Kunikida adjusted his glasses, looked at the man in front of him, no, or a man between a boy and a young man, and asked, "Are you sure? I'm afraid this commission..." Kunikida's rejection in the second half of the sentence did not He was interrupted by the handsome young man opposite, he pompously held his chest, and said sadly: "I also know that it's too much to always trouble others like this, but I, who is about to end my life, don't care anyway. I want to experience the feeling of happiness."

As he spoke, he even wiped the corners of his eyes that were glistening with his fingertips, and when he looked up again to see Shiori Hoshigong holding the tray, there was a faint flash of light in his eyes, but it was so faint that it was difficult to catch the flash. Hoshimiya Shiori, who was concentrating on hearing the familiar voice in her memory, saw the change in his eyes.

Subtle and fast, the boy, no, it should be said that Osamu Dazai, who was pretending to be a seriously ill boy, quickly switched back to his own seriously ill character set, which made Kunikida on the opposite side startled and quickly apologized, "Sorry! I didn’t take into account that this commission is of great significance to you, but our detective agency may not have the person you need.”

Dazai Osamu, who had expected Kunikida to say this for a long time, was filled with an invisible sense of pride. Shiori Hoshimiya put the tray on the small wooden table and was about to leave. Dazai Osamu's voice was one step ahead of her.

"If this young lady can accompany me through the last day, even if it is death, I can greet it with a smile."

Hoshimiya Shiori erected the metal tray in front of her belly and looked at him calmly. Being able to come to the door now can prove that the last encounter was enough to make him suspicious. She smiled politely and said: "I It's not as perfect as you said, I'm afraid it will live up to your expectations."

Dazai Osamu, who is dressed as a student, does look cute and bookish at first glance, but the real inside is inadvertently revealed.Kunikida was still thinking about how to tactfully reject his commission, but Osamu Dazai expertly pretended to be wronged, as if Shiori Hoshimiya would die sadly if he refused.

Since he was sure that he would come to the detective agency in an open and aboveboard manner, he would naturally not fail to consider her refusal, so what if she refused?As the youngest cadre of Port Mafia, he has plenty of other ways to get her to agree.

"Indeed... For a person like me who was born meaningless, even if he dies, he won't be looked at by anyone. Even my little wish can't be fulfilled." He half hung his eyes The broken hair swept across his eyebrows and eyes, hiding his eyes.

"I really still..."

Xinggong Shiori sighed deeply in her heart, and said that no matter what age she was, it would be extremely difficult to deal with, she said: "Then I will accompany you for a day."

"Accompany you to spend the last day of your life." As if mocking his lie, Hoshimiya Shiori deliberately repeated his entrusting conditions. The understanding Dazai Osamu raised his head and was hit by a sudden surprise, his face full Surprised, he blinked at her, "That lady is really a kind person."

She doesn't want to hear Osamu Dazai praise her at all now, it is mocking in her opinion.

After taking a sip of the black tea made by Shiori Hoshimiya, Osamu Dazai exclaimed that it was delicious again, and then said with a smile, "Maybe it's because of the young lady's company at the end of life, even the black tea tastes better."

Ha ha--!

Feeling guilty about Osamu Dazai and indulging in Osamu Dazai are two completely different things. If she starts to feel [-]% guilty about Osamu Dazai, then after saving Oda, it has been reduced to half. Her only guilt has been reduced a lot.

But so what, now that the commission has been accepted, she can only bite the bullet and accompany Osamu Dazai for a day.

It was finally time to get off work. In order to avoid being caught by Luanbu during the lunch break again, she deliberately slowed down her movements, abruptly dragging the time from evening to night, and finally saw no one at Luanbu's position. Leaving the detective agency through the desks like a thief.

From the detective agency to the train, you need to pass a small path, and there are many dark alleys beside it.Putting it in the game is definitely a good place to trigger events. As a game clearer, Hoshimiya Shiori naturally knows what events can be triggered.

So she wisely chose to avoid all the alleys, and took a long detour to the station. Usually, there would be absolutely no people on this road...

Wait a minute, she retracted that sentence, she stood where she was and looked at Fukuzawa Yukichi who was half kneeling to feed the cat.

The movement of the silver-haired man with coffee stains on his body froze. Corresponding to him was his extremely resisting cat. Probably because he had finally found a chance for the man to lose his mind, the pitch-black stray cat "meowed" viciously. One sound, and then fled away in a hurry.

Hoshimiya Shiori and Fukuzawa Yukichi were left alone with big eyes and small eyes, not knowing what to say.

Hoshimiya Shiori originally planned to see nothing, but Fukuzawa Yukichi patted the corner of his clothes to recover from the stiffness just now, and asked, "Are you leaving get off work so late?"

Saying it this way, it feels as if, as the president, he gets off work first and then squeezes the employees, Shiori Hoshimiya waved his hand and said, "Ah, no, I just took a walk around, you, the president... are also taking a walk Bar?"

Fukuzawa Yukichi, who failed to play cats, accepted her words.

"Hmm... I heard that cats are particularly sensitive to smells. It may also be that the smell of coffee I accidentally spilled on you today made cats hate it."

"So that's the case?" Fukuzawa Yukichi was persuaded by her string of words, and even lowered his head to sniff the divination.

Uh, it's still surprisingly natural.

The author has something to say:

Hhhhhh, as expected of you, you are especially good at pretending.

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