The Vortex Café has almost become the staff canteen of the Armed Detective Agency, and nothing is missing without this boss.

This kind of restaurants with good quality and low price is a powerful weapon to reduce the work efficiency of employees. Because the taste is so good that I want to go downstairs and sit down when I have nothing to do, I can now deeply understand it.

Especially the boss's almost decathlon magical ability, as long as it is normal food, it will definitely be seen on the table within half an hour of asking.

—whether sweet curry or cream soup or beef rice, except, of course, coffee with added detergent.

My colleagues and I happily pushed open the glass door, and saw the boss standing behind the bar wiping glasses, and the pretty and lovely waitress in a maid skirt was clearing away the tea sets and tableware. The strong aroma of food proves that the boss is doing amazing things in the back kitchen "magic".

"smell good!"

Naomi bent down and stared intently at the fresh sliced ​​cakes in the glass cabinet, while Mr. Ranpo glanced at them and slumped his shoulders when he passed by—the amount of sweets he ate today was a bit too high, and he was probably at war with heaven and man at the moment.

"Oh? It's everyone from the detective agency. What do you want?"

After some calculations, it was indeed almost time for dinner. Everyone ordered food according to their own preferences, and sat in the booth facing the street laughing and laughing.

Osamu Dazai has returned to "normal" at this moment, jumping on his seat, dancing and performing a strange work encountered in a commission.It's hard to say whether the client is really as extreme as he is, but it seems to be a bit of a slaughter style with a strange temperament that will not be OOC no matter what he does.He intentionally made a funny pose, swinging his arms like overcooked noodles: "Oh~ Then Kunikida-kun said no, no...babababa...ahhahahahahahahaha..."

He was so excited that I couldn't bear to interrupt him to express his joy in such a weird way.

Dazai Osamu is definitely a close friend of Oda Sakunosuke.Only a profound feeling that cannot be forgotten can be so heartfelt and reckless for another person.Oda Sakunosuke, in the world I can't see, has a very good friend.

Good, so I'm not the only one who refuses to forget.

Death in the true sense is not as simple as the dissolution of the body. No one remembers, no one misses, and no one cares. That is the real death.

"It's great, it's great to be alive." I muttered a few words in a low voice, and the black-haired young man next to him fluttered his wings and was about to fly. Sweeping down from the booth, he shouted angrily: "Sit down for me!"

"Hey, Kunikida-kun is too serious!"

He was quiet for a few seconds, and suddenly leaned into my ear and whispered: "Fubuki-chan, Fubuki-chan, do you want to see what is recorded in Kunikida-kun's 'ideal'?"

To be honest, I'm really... curious.

A handbook with the word "ideal" written on the cover quietly appeared in front of him, and it was hard for people to resist opening it.

"Hey! Why did you steal it again...!" Mr. Kunikida was isolated one meter away by Osamu Dazai, so I took the opportunity to open my account and browse quickly.

this!this!This kind of detailed planning, precise arrangement to the second, thoughts generated anytime and anywhere, opinions on everything, even psychological changes in different time periods and a hundred housewives' housework tips...

In a sense, I lost to Mr. Kunikida in terms of women's power, and I lost completely.

"Oh, and here, here, Kunikida-kun's plans for future partners!"

Osamu Dazai sneaked out his hand to turn over a few pages, and what was listed in front of me was a black and dense text hell.

"...Mr. Kunikida."

I closed the account with a "snap" and solemnly returned it to Kunikida Doppo: "If there is such a beautiful woman in the world, please let us know!"

Osamu Dazai huddled into a ball and let out a strange laugh of "Hang Chi Han Chi", and was punched on the forehead by his partner who became angry from embarrassment: "It's so noisy!"

After eating, I asked the boss to make a snack suitable for tea and send it upstairs.We all ran out hay, leaving the president alone to sit in the office and read the report, thinking about it, I feel quite sorry.

After clocking out of get off work, I made an appointment with Osamu Dazai to meet the gem dealer he knew early tomorrow morning, and then set out to find the children in the data.At least we need to feed back some news to Sergeant Yasui to prove that we are working hard. Although "first come, first served" is indeed an important principle in arranging work, it is not unreasonable to "do things in a hurry".

A child who is wandering outside and may be in danger at any time is definitely more important than the old lady who is waiting to share the inheritance. I will also check the situation before the pigeons.

Taking Socrates back to the dormitory, there was an extra Osamu Dazai lying on the kitchen window.This guy tried to sneak in the door of my house on the grounds that "I didn't have enough coffee", but I quickly turned me away-I must remember the revenge of Dabai, and let him in and fight my cat.

"Crab rice bowl and report can only be one of two!"

The chicken liver soaked in blood in advance is boiled in water, and then taken out to cool and sliced. The minced meat cut from the fish is also soaked in water to remove the thorns, mixed together and put into the cat food bowl. The orange white eyes never left him during the whole process exclusive small rice bowl.

At this time, Osamu Dazai, who made a difficult choice, sobbed loudly: "Crab meat rice bowl, and salmon roe, the report will do it by myself..."

——Hehehe, I cried, but I was pretending!Anyway, the writing is not good, and Fubuki will help me redo it in the end.

How can such a beautiful day not end with something delicious?I can see the written work of Oda Saku within the expected time. It is very worthwhile to work hard to live until that time.

"...meow ha"

Socrates let out a loud cry that seemed to be mocking, despising the useless men who ate and drank.I bent down and added a boiled egg yolk that had cooled down, and the egg white went to Osamu Dazai.

What else can I do?It can only be regarded as a stray cat that has been raised too much and can only talk and eat leftovers.

"Hmm...crabs, it's so delicious! If you can eat them every day, you might be able to muster up the courage to linger until the next day..." He squatted outside the window holding his rice bowl, with food in his mouth. It is difficult to speak and the voice is distorted.

I heard it, and I scooped up a spoonful of fish roe and poured it into his bowl through the open window frame: "Yes, yes, thank you for your hard work, Mr. Dazai, I will make up for you."

The black-haired young man immediately moaned and squeezed out the word "report", and I ruthlessly shut the window out the next second.

——I shouldn’t have given him a good look!

"If you lack the ability to adapt to society, you will be lacking. If you don't want to laugh, then don't laugh. No one is perfect. Anyway, everyone in this world lacks something, but what you lack is not the right place. Loneliness and the harm of the crowd Which one are you more afraid of?"

Pushing open the window again, I held out an apple and shook it.

It took a long time before it was picked up hesitantly. After the clear and crisp gnawing sound, there was an articulate response: "How can you say that men lack things that are not in the right place, I hate it~"

No, I didn't mean to joke with you about the color, can Lenovo not click on such a strange place?

In the early morning of the next day, we went to see the gemstone appraiser whom Osamu Dazai had provided the contact information as originally planned. Mr. Kunikida split up with us and took the materials in advance to search for information about the first child.

On the way, I have already learned his name and basic information. In the words of the bandage man, it is - "He should be a pretty good guy, but unfortunately I find it boring."

I don't know why, but every day he can behave more rascally than the day before, and I am convinced.

The identification studio was opened in a high-end community. After the doorbell rang, the blond and blue-eyed foreign man opened the door.

There was no language barrier and we were met by the gemologist Richard himself.The traditional light-colored three-piece suit looks upright and energetic. Unlike the rough silhouette of Europeans in the impression, this man is unexpectedly delicate.He is not the kind of feminine delicacy in the traditional sense, but the self-cultivation and elegance that involuntarily reveal from the inside out.

"Good day, I have understood the purpose of the three of you."

Late yesterday, the mysterious black-haired man suddenly sent a message that he had made an appointment to meet today. Deep down in Richard's heart, Richard was surprised and suspicious about this.You must know that the sources of many gemstones are not able to withstand careful scrutiny. Generally, he will try his best to avoid such situations, but this person...

He was too dangerous, like a black poisonous snake coiled in a quagmire, easily killing a lost person who made a wrong choice.You'd better do what he wants and don't ask so much why, or you'll have to go to God and ask why He put the devil out of hell.

The first time I saw this guy, he was still wearing a black suit with a bandage on his right eye, and his expression was lazy and gloomy. Now that he changed his clothes, he seemed to be in a much better mental state than before.

He moved his eyes to the back, and there was a beautiful and elegant lady standing a little far away.

Race, religion, sexual orientation, nationality, etc. should not be prejudiced against others.This is his principle for himself, including appearance, and it should not be a reason for being misunderstood.But this lady has a formidable advantage of talent, which she doesn't know, and which she doesn't make use of, to such a degree that no one can deny it.

"Please sit down and wait a moment."

This man's voice is nice, quiet and pure, and he speaks in a leisurely manner, but just listening to it like this will subconsciously want to follow his words.

Three cups of milk tea and boxed foreign fruits were quickly placed on the table.Neither obsequious nor overbearing, Mr. Richard treats visitors with a very relaxed equal confidence.

The milk tea tastes very good, and the sweetness of the sugared milk is in harmony with the black tea, which can show the serious attitude of the maker.

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