I am forced to collect

In the coffee shop with the sign of "Whirlpool", the whole shop presents a nostalgic style. The boss's handmade coffee has a strong fragrance, and the comfortable air conditioner makes people want to immerse themselves in it.A young man with slightly curly black hair, lying on the coffee table like a lazy otter, made a moving voice,

"I really want to die~"

"Don't try to avoid work, bastard Dazai!!!" Kunikida Doppo, who happened to go downstairs to order a cup of coffee, heard this, and habitually raised his partner's collar in anger, "You bastard, you really ran here to be lazy again— —!”

"Yeah, I did my job well." Osamu Dazai replied with a brisk voice and a smile on his face.

Kunikida glared at Dazai, "You must have passed the job to Oda again!"

After Kunikida Doppo finished speaking, he turned his face to the side and started to look at the person sitting next to Osamu Dazai.

He was wearing a sand-colored long coat, and a rare short red hair, showing a warm tone in the sun, which also softened that person's face with unpredictable emotions and expressions, when he keenly noticed Kunikida's gaze , he turned his head slightly, raised his hand in a friendly way, and greeted with a flat voice,

"Good morning."

"Oda, don't pamper this guy too much!" Kunikida said, kicking in a roundabout way to Osamu Dazai, who was showing his disgusted expression again, and the latter deftly dodged the armed detective's attack.

Osamu Dazai rolled his eyes, "Don't blame Odasaku, he doesn't have time to write reports for me recently."

"...Don't tell me that you wrote those documents to Atsushi, who is still a newcomer." Kunikida Doppo said coldly.

"Atsushi is a very reliable junior." Osamu Dazai once again made a cheerful voice.

"Bastard! Damn! Too much! Slaughter!!"

Oda Sakunosuke calmly moved the draft in his hand away, avoiding the splash of coffee liquid on the table due to the fight between the two people next to him, or the one-sided beating.He rearranged his thoughts and wrote down his analysis of the war situation in Italy, as well as the possible strategic layout of Bran Jesso's next step, and what kind of response Vongola would make.Oda Sakunosuke has also paid attention to the information of Pengo Lie in recent years. Ten years ago, a group of junior high school students who happened to meet a few times, was beyond his expectations, and really inherited the ancient and huge Pengo Lie family, and even reproduced the rumors The brilliance of the first generation of the family.

However, what was even more unexpected to the Mafia community was that a new, previously unknown family grew rapidly at an unexpected speed, and even launched a war that now threatens Pengelie's lifeline.

Miru Fiore.Holding a black pen in his bony hands, the man gradually drew this string of Italian characters on the paper.

"Oda, let me tell you, since the last meeting, I knew about the current situation in Italy and the arrest warrants issued by the head of the family. Why are you always in a daze?" Kunikida asked suspiciously, "Bai Lan is offering a bounty on 'Human Tiger' on behalf of the forces in Italy, but his hand can't reach Yokohama yet. Dun stays in the Armed Detective Agency and won't be easily captured by the other party."

Osamu Dazai smiled and sang the song he composed, "Idiot Country~ Wood~Tian~"

Kunikida Doppo: "..."

"Killing people here will bring trouble to the boss." Oda Sakunosuke said flatly.

Dazai Osamu: "Hey——Odasaku, are you only concerned about this matter? Please take a look at me who is about to be killed by Kunikida."

Kunikida Doppo tried to pinch Dazai Osamu's neck expressionlessly.

The young man on the verge of going berserk, who had offended the honest armed detective several times, took out a cake fork to block Kunikida's attack, and smiled slightly.His sickly face was almost pale at this time, because of the smile, it seemed to be a little more angry than usual, and there was a little joy in his eyes that he was about to see something interesting.

"It's not a tiger, but a beautiful fairy who fell into the world suddenly and disappeared in a flash." The young and handsome black-haired man raised his index finger to his lips, as if reminding the audience to speak softly and not to make noise Some kind of bird that frightens away easily,

"I didn't expect that after a few years of that incident, I could still see her news in the terrible mafia wanted list."

(However, I still hadn't seen her then.)

(A person who suddenly disappears one day.)

The burning bus, the crying children, Minic's soldiers shot innocent people, when Oda Sakunosuke arrived in a hurry, he only hurriedly comforted the frightened children.When he was going to reorganize his equipment and want to avenge the children, he suddenly found that the pistol he was wearing with him was gone.It seemed that someone, using his usual weapon, rushed into Minic's mansion instead of him, leaving Gide to Osamu Dazai who appeared last.

Dazai helped him, which is considered to be helping the port mafia, and obtained relevant information from the surviving soldiers, only to realize that most of them didn't know what happened, and only met a strange man who seemed to be able to see through everyone's movements and foresee the future. girl.

Later, Oda Sakunosuke made up his mind, defected from the port mafia, and came to this armed detective agency with his friend Osamu Dazai.

A pretty girl with black mid-length hair, tied in a small braid, and with messy bangs.

Memories of ten years ago came rushing back.

boom.

The accident happened suddenly——Kunikida Dopō stepped back to avoid the smoke, he reacted quickly, and took out the notebook he used to change the weapon.When the detective with rich combat experience was about to give the inexplicable person a bad start, his other annoying partner suddenly stretched out his hand to stop his movement, with a calm expression on his face.

The lavender smoke suddenly appeared, seeing the "friend" who gradually showed his appearance in the smoke, the bored Osamu Dazai opened his eyes slightly.

"oops."

Osamu Dazai laughed softly, "Is this the accident that Mr. Ranpo said might happen? Isn't that the next plan to start?"

This is the rocket launcher ten years later. Did Oda Saku and Peng Gelie have such a good relationship before? Osamu Dazai rolled his eyes happily.

[Use the treasure card SSR-Blue Bana Flower, the reward is being sent]

[The unique medicinal material that can cure all kinds of diseases, all the negative effects of the player's body will be cleared, the physical data of the whole body will be raised, and the special effect "strange power" attribute will be given. Congratulations to the player for having a healthy and powerful body that is not afraid of the sun]

[Eating too many desserts will lead to a decline in physical fitness, please pay attention to players]

[Distance to the end of memory loss punishment: 16 days]

[Reading map data...]

If all the stamina statistics are improved, can she just blast through the wall and leave here?

Chunyan broke free of her handcuffs expressionlessly, and when she found that the iron handcuffs were really starting to collapse, she quickly withdrew her strength to prevent the handcuffs from breaking apart suddenly and attracting the attention of the man sitting opposite her.

At this time, the man observing Chunyan has red hair and a black hat. Chunyan associates it objectively, and the kind of roses that bloom in the dark appear in her mind unconsciously.

Especially the other party doesn't have an annoying face, it looks more suitable for something that is dazzling and beautiful.

Although his expression was cold at this time, Chunyan unexpectedly did not feel much fear—of course, there are many reasons why she can break free from the handcuffs at any time now, and can easily run out through the "any door".

"Now tell me, how did you suddenly pop out after ten years of disappearance, sneaking around the headquarters of the port mafia?" the man asked coldly.

Chunyan couldn't help but refute, in order to protect her legal rights, "I didn't sneak around."

"You didn't sneak around! You just came to the chief's office!! Do you think that if you have a low presence as a god, no one will be able to see you—!" the young man with red hair said angrily.

Chunyan sighed softly, "Mr. Zhongyuan, it's not my fault that only you can see me."

The man seemed to be choking, and finally said angrily: "Don't call me that."

(Too unaccustomed.)

(Ten years ago, the stupid guy who treated him like an ordinary kid——)

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned, "Do you know that the leader of Mirufiore is looking for news about you, because you were the only member of the 'Non-Power Special Affairs Department' who seriously inquired about the 'book' back then. "

"Who?" Chunyan was stunned.

Nakahara Chuya: "...Bran Jesso."

"I..." Chunyan thought of the memory punishment she hadn't lifted yet, and said blankly, "Do I know him?"

"Who knows if you saw him in the ten years you ran away." The capable cadre of the port mafia replied a little impatiently.

"Central Plains," Chunyan recalled that he didn't want to hear her call him that, and changed her tune, "Mr. Zhongye, can you please don't use the word 'run away ten years'."

Before Zhongyuan Zhongye asked in doubt, Chunyan gave the reason euphemistically but firmly,

"It seems that the statement of a scumbag running away, I haven't arrived yet, please allow me to refuse."

"..." Zhongyuan Zhong also turned his face away, not wanting to look directly at this annoying guy as always.

Her unchanging appearance reminded him of the red maple leaves that had been buried in his memory far away, the delicious instant sushi that was produced uniformly, the warm and cool wind, and another boy who played games with him noisily.

That is not only the barbaric tyrant, but also the "Central Plains Zhongye" born in the early days. It is rare that you don't need to bear any responsibility, and you don't need to worry about the dangerous moments of the next second. On Leibo Street, where violence coexists, and in the crowd of sheep, he occasionally wonders if it is some kind of illusion—that kind of soft, light and soft emotion, which has been gradually forgotten by him as time goes by.

Until I saw this unchanging face again and heard this unchanging clear voice.

"The chief will wait for my report later," the cadre of the port mafia lowered his eyes and reminded her from the bottom of his heart, "You will be fine if you take care of yourself, but... definitely don't go to other places at will."

As soon as he finished speaking, his subordinates slammed the door open and shouted nervously:

"Master Zhongyuan! That, that traitor—Osamu Dazai, he's back!!"

Zhongya Zhongyuan: "??"

Nakahara Chuya: "Damn it! Is this guy trying to lie to me again, this time I must stuff that guy into the stinky ditch—!"

Chunyan blinked her eyes, and saw this strange man who had been looking at her with an indescribable expression from the very beginning, and left aggressively. The creaking sound can't be heard, it only makes people feel uneasy.

After Chuya Chuya, is there another Osamu Dazai?

Wow, the people on this map are amazing-

Chunyan looked back through the iron fence, only a few people were guarding the distant exit, predicting that no one could see her on the other side except Zhongyuanzhong, Chunyan calmly pulled the gray quilt that was probably clean next to her and pressed her hands , using brute force to tear off the handcuffs, being pressed under the thick quilt with a crackling sound.While lamenting the miraculous effect of the SSR treasure card of the blue Bana Flower, the girl once again clearly realized that her current body is just a bunch of game data.

Before leaving, Chunyan picked up a stone and drew a few white marks on the dark gray stone floor.

Do as the Romans do, let her also choose a code name, lest everyone else is a writer, only she is too desolate—Chunyan began to seriously think about what name of a favorite writer to leave behind, and by the way, I can leave a message, which can make people guess at a loss For a long time I didn't know what she was going to do...

"That's it."

"I don't know where to pull out a door, did you just leave without paying attention... I thought that the low presence is her supernatural ability, didn't you think that the space type is counted? And the message she left- —”

In the office on the top floor of the port mafia, the leader who is good at strategizing chuckled, propped his chin with his hands, and fell into deep thought.

"Dostoevsky...Crime and Punishment?"