I was touched by Yokohama

Because of witnessing the incident of the player, coupled with a vague fear of Chacha, Hayakawa Masami temporarily lost the arrogance that belonged to the player these days.

Chacha: "...Standing on two boats?"

What ship?

"It's Dazai-kun and Nakahara-kun." Hayakawa Masami gritted her teeth, her face was not very good, "You can't tell me you don't know anything?"

"Now the rumors about the three of you are going to spread throughout Hong Kong!"

Cha Cha: "..."

"Mr. Dazai and Mr. Nakaya, there is no such thing as stepping on two boats."

Even if it's Chacha, I can't help being a little speechless at this time.

"How did that news come?" Hayakawa Masami didn't quite believe it.

Masami Hayakawa has noticed Dazai's special feelings for Chacha, and tried many ways to save her, but Dazai's favorability for her has been ups and downs. Did not rise.

As for Zhongye in the Central Plains, the favorability is only falling but not rising.

But Hayakawa Masami didn't expect that even Osamu Dazai would be taken down by Chacha unknowingly? !

Thinking of this, Hayakawa Masami complained dissatisfiedly: "Aren't you going too far? There are only a few people who are qualified to be the target of the capture, but you captured two at once, and there are even fewer people left!"

Chacha: "I think you misunderstood something."

Has Masami Hayakawa decided that she is a system player just like her?

"I don't think I misunderstood." Hayakawa Masami pouted.

After a few seconds, she suddenly asked softly.

"By the way, since you are also a player, have you noticed anything wrong?"

"What?" Chacha tilted her head to look at her.

"Don't pretend to be stupid! Didn't you see it that time?" Hayakawa Masami stomped her feet and said in a low voice, "Do you think players will really die?"

Hayakawa Masami always felt that the player would not be harmed in any way. She also suffered a fatal injury due to an accident, but she did not die.

However, the scene where the man fell to the ground bleeding for the last time after suffering more than a dozen fatal attacks made Hayakawa Masami feel uncertain fear.

Chacha looked at her for a while, and her golden eyes showed a calm and indifferent determination: "I will die."

Hearing this answer, Masami Hayakawa refused to believe it, muttering how it was impossible, and ran away in a hurry.

Chacha looked away and walked towards the office.

She knew that Hayakawa Masami had already believed more than half of it.

It shouldn't be long before Hayakawa Masami will agree to transfer the system to herself.

A system with a higher level is really troublesome.

Pushing open the office door, Chacha saw a black-haired boy with kite eyes reclined on the sofa, seemingly focused on the game console in his hand, without looking at Chacha.

Chacha was a little surprised.

Osamu Dazai didn't skip work or be late today.

But what's the matter with Chacha?

She tidied up the documents on the table, yawned, and then started to be in a daze.

In fact, her job is really easy, especially as Dazai Osamu's subordinate.

Osamu Dazai suddenly threw away the game console: "The things in the drawer are yours."

Then he got up and went out, the loose black windbreaker drew a curve in the air.

Chacha was stunned for a moment, and opened the drawer.

She remembered that there were various important documents and seals in the drawer, but now it is completely different.

It is filled with all kinds of snacks, and they are all Chacha's favorites.

Chacha: "...um."

She picked up one of the small bags of snacks, thoughtful.

When I was working during this period, I went shopping with Mr. Dazai quite a few times, and it was found that my hobbies were normal.

But Mr. Dazai... his memory is too good, too sharp.

"Is this... a test?" Chacha felt helpless, so Mr. Dazai must have noticed something.

Just yesterday, Chacha realized that she had made a low-level mistake.

Mr. Dazai gave her the salary card, allowing her to use the money for other purposes, but that was just the past.

The current Mr. Dazai does not remember the past, the past is meaningless to him now.

The salary card belongs to Mr. Dazai in the past, but it also belongs to Mr. Dazai in the present.

But in "now", she used the salary card that Mr. Dazai gave her in the "past".

Chacha thought that in some places, she still didn't completely separate the past from the present.

It shouldn't be too close to the human beings I once knew.

"It's a bit difficult." Chacha put the snacks back in the drawer and sighed softly.

The connection...has been made.

……

When Osamu Dazai returned to the office, the girl had already fallen asleep on the desk.

Soft, pure white long hair scattered on the table, like fluffy and clean first snow.The sunlight outside the window shone on the girl, casting a hazy halo.

There was a small pool of light and shadow under her slender eyelashes, and her face was quiet and serene.

Osamu Dazai knew how indifferent and calm she was when she opened those eyes and focused on a person.

But it is also sweet enough to make the heart tremble.

"Miss." Osamu Dazai put his hand on her side, stared at her for a long time, leaned over and sighed in a low voice, as soft as a whisper.

"Where are you from?"

Why do I feel like I've seen you.

Chacha was half dreaming and half awake, and felt a very light touch on her cheeks, like a feather brushing.

She slowly opened her eyes, her cat-like round pupils were still a little confused from sleep.

"Dazai... sir?"

The handsome black-haired boy moved away, her shadow reflected in his kite-colored eyes.

"Miss, the boss caught me sleeping during working hours."

"Sorry." Chacha rubbed her eyes slowly.

"This matter can't be let go lightly, or it might bring down the gangster atmosphere in Hong Kong—" Osamu Dazai pulled out his voice, obviously looking for trouble.

Chacha felt that Osamu Dazai's focus was on the back: "So?"

"So it seems that in order to let this matter go lightly, the young lady can only try to get the boss to change his mind." Osamu Dazai spread his hands, pretending to be embarrassed.

"Well, so what method will the lady use? For example, being successful in the unspoken rules of the workplace by the boss?"

Chacha: "...Mr. Dazai, stop joking."

She just stood up, but Osamu Dazai grabbed her wrist.

"Miss." Osamu Dazai said softly, with a rising sound, "I'm not joking."

Meeting his eyes, Chacha thought about it for a while, and suddenly realized: "...so Mr. Dazai wants to see my reaction?"

Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes: "It's okay to say so."

Chacha said, "I understand."

Then, with her delicate and lovely face paralyzed, she put her hands on her chest, and said without any ups and downs, "No."

"Is this the reaction to the unspoken rules Mr. Dazai wants to see?"

Dazai Osamu: "..."

He was stunned for a few seconds, then quickly realized, and laughed: "Miss, you are not convincing at all."

"Miss, do you want to learn? I think I can teach you~"

Chacha: "..." No, she doesn't want to learn, she just wants to satisfy Mr. Dazai's bad taste.

"Compared to my learning, I want to see Mr. Dazai's reaction to the unspoken rules."

Osamu Dazai rubbed his chin, and was eager to try: "Miss, do you want to try?"

"If it's Miss, I can do it."

"Mr. Dazai, have you ever seen a boss whose subordinates have unspoken rules?" Chacha couldn't hold back her complaints.

"Hey, what's wrong with that~"

Chacha ignored the playful boss and opened the drawer to unpack a bag of snacks.

Still the best snacks.

As for keeping the distance... It seems that Mr. Dazai will not allow it for the time being.

For the rest, let's wait until the system is completely resolved.

……

I don't know if it was a good deal today, but Nakahara Chuya and Alice came to find Chacha one by one.

Let Chacha put aside the idea of ​​​​drawing boundaries for the time being.

What's even more frightening is that the rumor that Chacha has won two cadres in a row has been confirmed.

What Hayakawa Masami and other raiders failed to do, Chacha managed to do it within a week.

And Miss Alice seems to be...

Chacha, who was watched secretly by Hong Kong black members with admiring eyes: "..."

Are people in Hong Kong and black so imaginative?How did you come to this conclusion?

Chacha felt helpless.

When I left the Hong Kong and Hei Building, I saw Hayakawa Masami who seemed to be in a daze.

Chacha stood on the street, ready to think about whether to become a cat next.

Until someone bumped into her arms.

No, or rather, this posture is more like a snow-haired girl crashing into each other's arms.

Chacha raised her head and saw clearly the appearance of this boyish black-haired man dressed as a British-style detective.

It's a familiar person again.

Chacha took two steps back with a calm expression.

She was just about to leave, but the other party was looking at her fixedly, and the emerald green eyes had opened at some point.

"You know Lord Ranpo."

There was a shout behind him, Edogawa Ranpo's expression changed slightly, he grabbed Chacha's wrist and ran out directly.

"Why are there always people who covet Master Ranpo's favor!" He complained unhappily.

Chacha, who was inexplicably led through the crowd, looked at the unwilling stranger behind him, and then at the black-haired detective in front of him.

"...Wait, you don't need to run with me."

Edogawa Luanbu turned his head to look at Chacha, and blinked his emerald green eyes, revealing a hint of cat-like cunning.

"No, Master Ranbu knows that if you don't run with you, you will regret it."

Chacha: "...Huh?"

She knew that Ranpo Edogawa had a miraculous mind, but why... would she see such a strange thing?

When I finally stopped, it was in front of a shop selling coarse dim sum.

"Okay, it's been thrown away." Edogawa Ranpo was satisfied.

Chacha glanced at the dim sum shop: "..." No, I suspect you stopped here specifically for this.

Before she turned her head to look at Edogawa Ranpo, she heard the other party's clear voice suddenly appearing in her ears.

"You really know Lord Ranpo."

Chacha turned her head and saw Ranpo Edogawa wearing a pair of old-fashioned glasses at some point, approaching her, staring at her without blinking.

"Why do you know me? Obviously Lord Ranbu doesn't remember you."

As Edogawa Ranpo continued to stare, his childish expression also changed, and his emerald-like beautiful eyes flashed sharply.

"But Ranpo-sama...should know you too."