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"How about going to the bar for a drink of Fuxue sauce?"

Dazai stood behind me and watched Sigma leave surrounded by bodyguards, with a low voice.

I pushed the table and stood up: "OK."

By the way, exchange information.

A Dun was driven to the buffet area to eat while he was underage, and the two of us went upstairs to the bar attached to the casino under the guidance of the waiter.

"Why are the lights in the bar so dark?" I walked beside Dazai Osamu carefully stepping on the five-centimeter thin heels.There are shiny marble decorative tiles under my feet. If I slipped and slipped accidentally, it would definitely be a lifetime of black history, especially when I was still wearing a skirt.

The young man with one hand in his trouser pocket gave an answer after a few seconds: "Why... Maybe it's for the atmosphere. The dim light makes people feel more private and protected, and can relax the management of facial expressions. "

"This is the first time you've come to this kind of place?" He was about to laugh, and I shook my head: "I've been to that kind of restaurant for drinks with Akiko before, and the nature is similar!"

Osamu Dazai led me to the bar, and a rare gentleman helped me to sit on the round stool: "That's different." He snapped his fingers, and the bartender came from the other side: "Hello, may I What do you two want?"

"I'll have whiskey, just cream liqueur for the lady, she's trying it for the first time."

The young man sitting next to me sent the bartender away and leaned over and said in a low voice, "In this kind of place, don't let the wine glass out of your palm or sight, otherwise just put it there and don't drink it. You don't have to be so careful in the kiosk."

He sat back again and made a happy voice: "Oh~ show hand-cut ice hockey? Look, look at Fuxue-chan!"

The bartender wrapped a square ice cube in a clean soft cloth, slammed the chisel quickly, and as the ice shards scattered, it didn't take long before there was only a crystal clear ice ball left in his hand.

The ice puck "clinked" into the cup, and the golden liquor poured over it and flowed into the bottom of the cup, and was pushed over less than half of the way.Soon there was a glass with a round bottom and a square mouth in front of me, and cute little ice cubes frozen in a heart-shaped mold floated in the milky brown liquid.

"If you are trying these for the first time... Please use some fruit during the tasting, and be careful not to drink too quickly." The silver knife under the bartender flew up and down, and after 3 minutes, a small saucer was gently placed next to the wine glass, There are all kinds of fresh fruit pieces inside.

Dazai was so jealous of my extra fruit plate that he almost deformed: "What, I didn't encounter such a good thing when I went to the bar for the first time, why! Could it be that the grade is not enough?"

The bartender smiled and said nothing, wiped his hands and walked away to serve the next customer.

"Probably... this is the reward for a good boy who obeys the law?" One can imagine what kind of virtue this guy will be in the bar for the first time. He wouldn't threaten the bartender to pour detergent into the cup, right?

Osamu Dazai fell sideways on the bar counter, speechless for a while: "... To a certain extent, Fubuki-chan, you are exactly the same as Oda Saku."

"How is it possible! I won't adopt so many children at once, I won't be able to take care of them."

After eating a piece of peach, I curiously picked up the wine glass and sniffed it.There is a hint of alcohol hidden in the smooth aroma of sweet cream silk, which doesn't seem to be too bad to drink.After tasting a little carefully, I couldn't help but look up at the wine cabinet: "It's delicious, can I buy it in the market? I want to go back and ask Jingzi to drink with me."

"Of course, it's not a very expensive category..." Osamu Dazai stretched out a finger to poke the puck in his wine glass: "Fubuki-chan, always caring about others? Delicious snacks, delicious drinks, Interesting game, beautiful street view... All you think about is sharing, so you never thought about monopolizing anything?"

"Hmm..." I looked up and thought for a while: "Towels, toothbrushes, lovers and white paint must not be shared, there seems to be no other than that?"

"Sure enough, there is no correlation at all." He got up from the bar, and took out a black cube as if by magic and put it on the table: "Micro signal jammer, you don't have to care about this. After all, we are on someone else's territory, so we can't be too concerned about it." Don't take the owner seriously, especially when the owner is a mouse that is very good at digging holes to hide. If you want to ask anything, ask quickly~"

"I want to know information about 'that thing'. What is it that makes me have a 'close relative'?"

Putting down the small wine glass in my hand, I pushed the fruit plate between me and Osamu Dazai.He hesitated to choose for a while like a young master, and accurately snatched the biggest piece of apple: "Well, I knew you would ask this. 'Book' Yo, it is sealed in the Supernatural Secret Service Division and supervised by the chief himself. Functional item. It looks like a blank literature book, and it is said that as long as a logical description is left on the page, the written thing can change from illusion to reality.”

"..."

So I don't live in a scientific world, do I?

Once you accept this setting... you find it interesting?

"The seal means... can't be destroyed or can't be destroyed?"

As soon as I mentioned the seal, I knew that something would happen. Since ancient times, all sealed things have to get out of trouble to do something. No matter people or things, they can't escape this rule.Dazai Osamu answered vaguely while chewing an apple: "Yeah, yeah, even if I can destroy those people above, I wouldn't bear it. It's a prop that can change reality. It's very intimidating to use it to scare people."

"Hey, first of all, it must conform to the logic of literature. Only this limitation means that this thing can only be effective for a small range of specific people. Even if it is effective, it can't really completely change the reality. For example, I can still clearly distinguish..."

"That's not necessarily true~" He interrupted what I hadn't finished speaking.

"Because Fubuki-chan, you are different from everyone else. Don't you find that all people with supernatural powers have a natural sense of closeness to you?"

"Huh?" The difference I can imagine from my colleagues... probably is that I am the only ordinary person in the whole society, and I am fast and useless.It might feel humiliating to change someone else, but I think it's okay, after all, Osamu Dazai is telling the truth.

By the way, Mr. Ranpo is not a person with supernatural powers, but he is more omnipotent than most people with supernatural abilities. He is not in the scope of the discussion.

"Is this discrimination? It's too much!"

"Pfft! Hahahahahahahaha! Fuxue sauce is so interesting!" He almost rolled off the stool and went under the table, while arranging the table with a smile: "Why do you always feel that there should be a tacit understanding, and you will definitely give in to those who cannot be evaluated?" What direction to think about?"

"You are the living seal that can be seen as both a lock and a key, which is why you are different. The 'book' has a natural resonance with you, just like a writer will doubt his own work, even in the 'book' ' and writing on it won't modify your cognition."

After listening to the explanation, I immediately reacted: "So Dostoevsky got a part of the book, and experimentally described a gambler who is related to me. In order to make him easier to manipulate, he was set up as a Ordinary people who have a sense of responsibility and value their families? No, Sigma should have supernatural powers, be quiet and unobtrusive, and have the ability to obtain real information, otherwise this cute character design would be a waste of ink.”

As a solid ordinary person, I turned out to be the "seal" of a powerful item?This feeling is really absurd enough.However, it is reasonable to turn around and think about it again—no matter what kind of masterpieces are handed down by the writers, they will eventually maintain their vitality in the evaluation and word of mouth of ordinary people.

A book that no one reads is worse than charcoal that can keep warm.

"Books" are tools that appear to convey knowledge and ideas to ordinary people. Those who can really keep, use, and use them are ordinary people who seem inconspicuous but indispensable.

It's just that the probability falls on me right now.

"Bgo! That's right. He was testing the scope and limitations of the 'book', and the loss of that page of the 'book' proves that the Supernatural Secret Service and related organizations have been completely infiltrated. But those are Ango's work, It's not important." Osamu Dazai picked up the small black cube that was put out before and threw it into the wine glass, and suddenly changed the subject: "I heard that Fubuki-chan has an extra foreign suitor, do you feel troubled?"

"Ah... um..." I didn't answer, drank the liqueur in a vague way and bit the ice again: "It's been a while, he's pretty good." That's hell.

The bartender came over with a smile and asked me if I had any other needs. When I spoke, the cubes soaked in Kung Fu Dazai's wine glass disappeared without a trace.

"Okay, I played a game of poker, ate something, took a walk, had a drink and chatted before going back to my room to sleep... It was a wonderful vacation~" He stood up and stretched himself, if he hadn't If you look good, you will definitely be kicked out for the reason of "unsightly": "Where should I take you, do you want to visit my room?"

The light shone on his fine hair, and this grown man looked cramped like a teenager, and said some vague words on purpose.He was joking with me very seriously, and the depths of his iris eyes were full of teasing that was about to jump up.

My response was to raise my hand and press hard on his fluffy hair for a messy rua: "Are you very proud? Don't forget that you are three years younger than me, little! Brother! Brother!"

"Wow! Damn it! I was counterattacked by such a helpless reason!" The black-haired young man jumped up from his seat to avoid the end of being blown into hair by rua, took a step back and spread his palms to me: "Today's Lady Luck , I will send you back to rest."

I put my hand on his arm, get up to say goodbye to the bartender, and walk out of the dimly lit bar on what looks like an ice floor.The waiter at the door rushed to greet him, and Dazai asked him how to get to the hotel. After explaining the route, the man pressed the door button to the elevator for us: "Have a good rest, both of you."

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