Yamato Nadeko

"Say it again."

"Master Dazai died."

"Say it again."

This extremely calm tone has an inexplicable coercion on the contrary.

The cold sweat on the back drenched the clothes.The subordinates always thought that Mrs. Qing's character was very gentle, but it turned out that the lethality of gentleness was no worse than that of ruthlessness.

His voice was very dry, and there was a hint of trill when he listened carefully. He repeated the confirmation message for the third time: "Master Dazai, he died."

"Against the enemy, killed by mimic."

"He didn't resist."

"It was... suicide."

The voice got lower and lower.

Mrs. Mingming Qing didn't cry, her expression was no different from the past.There was an indescribably complex aura around him, and he felt as if he had been crushed by a boulder, and he was so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

"Feel sorry."

It wasn't really his fault, and he didn't know why he had to apologize.

"Oh." He replied calmly.

After being stunned for a full 3 minutes, Moya Shikiharu finally came to his senses.

"Take me to see him."

She stood up, remembering that the beneficiary is a clean freak, and she definitely doesn't like dirty clothes, so she walked two steps and went back to the bedroom to get a new set of undressed clothes.

On the way in the car, my brain was blank and in a state of chaos.

"arrive."

Someone whispered in her ear.

Holding the arm of someone who didn't know who got out of the car, a row of black-clothed mafia at the door lowered their heads and called out in unison: "Madam Qing."

Nekoya Shikiharu blinked.

At this time, the first thought that popped into my mind was that I don't even need to change into mourning clothes for a funeral in a mafia-style black suit.

through the crowd.

When passing by someone, the other person said to her: "Sorry." But her eyes and mind fell on the front, and she didn't care about the other person.

Step by step.

came to the front.

I saw Dazai who opened his eyes to look at her.

"Master Dazai."

Haru Nekoyashiki greeted him as usual, but there was no response.Stretch out your fingers to touch his face, the tentacles are a little cold, with winter ice.

His hair is a little messy.

I hooked my fingers to my forehead and found a bullet hole between my eyebrows. This should be the cause of death. "It shouldn't hurt if you kill him with a single shot." He took out a handkerchief and wiped off the residual blood oozing from the edge.

Get your hair done.

Haru Nekoyashiki carefully studied his face.

There is no painful expression on the face, but the curvature of the corners of the lips has a sense of happiness and happiness, and the pupils also have a look of joy.

"You're happy."

"Yes, you should be happy to die."

"Mrs. Qing." Akutagawa Gin, who had been anxiously beside her just now, yelled worriedly, and finally couldn't help but stepped forward and asked cautiously, "You, are you alright?"

"fine."

The corners of Nekoya Shikiharu's lips curled up, with a slight smile on his face, and he blinked, "I'm happy when Dazai-sama is happy. I'm happy, I'm happy, I'm really happy."

—But your eyes are crying.

"Master Dazai likes my smile."

"I'm happy."

"Look at me, I'm still smiling."

Akutagawa Gin wanted to say something else, but Nekoya Shikiharu interrupted her, "Oh, by the way, clothes, I'll change a new one for Dazai-sama."

Some subordinates handed over the clothes they brought.

Nekoya Shikiharu didn't let outsiders intervene to help.

In fact, Dazai is a bit of a mental cleanser. Apart from wrapping up wounds of various sizes and wounds all over his body, some bandages also loathe intimate physical contact with others.However, there is also some slight skin hunger and thirst. After accepting her, they all like to hug her and sleep naked.

It is cold today.

It had been a while since he died, and the body was a little stiff, and it took a lot of effort to change it.

After changing, I belatedly realized that the clothes I brought were white suits, and the happy smile on Dazai's face gave the illusion that he was going to a wedding.

"You look a bit ugly."

Nekoya Shikiharu stretched out his finger and rubbed it on his lips, the red that Dazai likes was applied in the morning.Smudged on the pale cheeks, it looks a little bloody.

I feel like something is missing.

He bit his finger and smeared the blood on his lips.

The red is gorgeous and dazzling.

"Xiaoyin, lend me the dagger." Nekoya Shiki Haru stretched out his hand.

Akutagawa Gin thought she was going to die for love, so he was a little anxious, and he didn't care about presumptuously dissuading him, "Mrs. Qing, Dazai-sama will be sad if you die."

"you misunderstood."

Nekoya Shikiharu shook her head: "Master Dazai doesn't like blood on my hands, including my own." She explained, "Don't worry, I won't commit suicide."

Akutagawa Yin dubiously handed over the sidearm.

Take the knife.

Nekoya Shikiharu grabbed the hair and chopped it off bit by bit.Akutagawa Gin wanted to stop him when he saw it, but finally stood still with his fists clenched.

With the hair cut off.

The suffocating rope wrapped around the heart seemed to be broken at the same time, and the chaotic brain began to become clear.Although there is still a tingling pain, it is suppressed by more joy and happiness.

Or cover up.

"This is Dazai-sama's favorite long hair, please accompany him instead of me."

The moment the hair was cut off, the body felt a little lighter.

God knows how troublesome it is for her to take care of her long hair every time in order to keep her hair fresh.Three thousand threads of trouble in the literal sense, but now it is really light to cut off.

Put your hair on the side of the gold master.

Nekoya Shikiharu's face was blushing with excitement and happiness, the breath exuding from his body no longer made people feel heavy and depressing, and his voice was as gentle as water, "Being married to Dazai-sama is the greatest happiness in this concubine's life."

The curvature of the corners of her lips became wider.

Happiness.

Think about the huge inheritance you have inherited, think about your partner Mr. Zhongyuan who is about to inherit, think about being able to play the black fight game openly and freely.

It's so happy.

Today is such a good day.

"Ah..." Nekoya Shikiharu slapped his palms as he remembered something, returned the dagger in his hand to Akutagawa Ginko, and then clapped his hands to beat the time and began to sing.

"Dazai sama succeeded in self-shaking today?"

"Success! Success!"

"That's a really good day."

"Good day! Good day!"

"Good days need to be celebrated."

"Celebrate! Celebrate!"

"How to celebrate?"

"First ask a band to play a festive and cheerful BGM, and then find a hundred dancers to dance for fun. These are not enough, not enough."

"I want a crematorium, I want to sprinkle flowers, I want to set off firecrackers, I want to explode fireworks, I want..."

"La la la~"

"The ashes are thrown away~"

"Blissful entry into eternal sleep."

Singing Dazai's self-composed death version "Today is a Good Day", Haru Nekoyashiki's tone is lively and cheerful, which is particularly strange in this oppressive mourning hall.

Nekoya Shikiharu is really happy.

Really happy.

The surrounding subordinates felt that she was forcing a smile, and obviously wanted to cry, but because Dazai-sama liked her smile, they couldn't help crying.

It was such a pain.

Finish singing.

Haru Nekoyashiki lowered his head and gave him a kiss, stretched out his hand and closed his eyes, "Good night, Dazai-sama."

"The funeral will be done in accordance with Dazai-sama's last wish." She told the old Mr. Hirotsu who was standing aside, "Please have a band play happy songs, and find a hundred dancers to dance for fun."

"The ceremony is over."

"Walk the way with flowers on the way to the crematorium."

"Afterwards, prepare [-] fireworks and [-] firecrackers."

"In the end, the ashes were scattered directly in the sea of ​​Yokohama."

Nekoya Shikiharu put the hair scattered around his face behind his ears, the smile on his face remained undiminished, and the end of his tone rose slightly, "It's better to hit the sun than to choose a day, let's do it today."

Guangjin bowed, "Yes."

"I'm a little tired, I'll go back first."

The funeral scene is a bit big, how to do it within today is a matter for the subordinates.The last meeting has been seen as a farewell, and it is reasonable to be sad and not want to attend the funeral afterward.

When leaving, I met Sakunosuke Oda.

He vaguely remembered that he had said sorry to himself just now.

Mori gives him a mission, and he asks Dazai to join him.At that time, a soldier in mimic pointed a gun at Dazai's head and wanted to take away a backless person. Dazai himself stepped forward and pointed his head at Dazai, begging him to shoot him to get rid of it...then the dog led him away.

"It's ok."

"It's not your fault, don't blame yourself." Haru Nekoyashiki comforted him with a smile, "This is what Dazai-sama asked for, and he left happily."

Oda Sakunosuke opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.

Shikiharu met Mori again at the door of the cat house, and she took the initiative to say, "I want to inherit the last wish of Dazai-sama. Although I don't have the ability to nullify [Disqualification in the World], I also have a way to calm down the filth. So, Please let me team up with Mr. Zhongyuan."

A flash of surprise and joy flashed in Sen's heart, and he almost couldn't maintain his sad expression.

He said, "I agree."

"In Port Mafia, the newcomer is generally taken care of by the person who persuaded him to join, as a symbol of giving the newcomer something of his own."

"I gave Dazai a coat."

"Since you want to inherit his 'last wish', this coat is for you."

Mori stretched out his hand to pass over the jacket that was hanging on his arm, and the corners of his lips were full of joy, "Welcome to port mafia, Haru-kun Nekoyashiki."

Nekoya Shiki Haru took the coat and draped it over his shoulders, and knelt down on one knee, touching his chest, and the hem of the black coat drew a beautiful arc.

She bowed her head in submission.

The voice swore firmly, "I will dedicate the rest of my life to the organization."

- the gravity makes.

"Loyal to the leader, give everything."

This wave has turned over.

Sen said gently, "You are still on vacation, so I won't disturb your rest." He said in a good mood, "You don't need to worry about the rest, I will help you deal with it."

"Thank you, Your Excellency."

Nekoya Shikiharu also wants to go back to playing games.

Sen watched her back leave.The moment she walked out of the room, facing the cold wind, she subconsciously pulled the coat off her shoulders to wrap herself more tightly.

In the wind and rain, her back is straight.

"Well,"

What a great day today.

---

In a dark room, the monitor on the screen is playing the scene of the funeral just now.

After a while.

Youdao sang in a low voice, "Failed again, failed again, today is really a bad day."

"Oops, too bad."

---

back home.

Haru Nekoyashiki ordered, "I want to be alone for a quiet meeting, don't bother me if I have nothing to do." The most annoying call from strangers is playing games.

In the eyes of his subordinates, he just wanted to heal his wounds quietly by himself.

The subordinate bowed, "Yes."

Kicked off the high-heeled shoes on the feet, they were not neatly arranged as before, and did not help them when they fell down.With bare feet on the floor, he strode toward the bedroom.

Pull open the cabinet.

One of the drawers contains all the models of a certain brand of mobile phones, like a collector.He took out one of the phones and turned it on.

Log in to the game and match teammates.

Queen Zaun is online.

"Aren't your fingers sticky? The vibration is so violent, it's a skill!"

"Are you thinking of strategy in chicken-and-egg?"

"A dog can roll a keyboard with his face better than you can type."

"The output depends on the roar, you are already the world champion."

"Sun thief, die!"

"Spicy chicken head dog, I accept your flying filial belt."

"Oh, it's so sweet, and it also comes with direct delivery."

"This bento delivery is faster than Meituan!"

Team of five.

One hangs up, one is rampant Mengxin, one refuses to listen to persuasion and faces the wind and waves, and one tries hard to give away people's heads, even the bosses can't handle it.

10 minute later.

The home crystal shattered directly.

A drop of water suddenly fell on the screen, Haru Nekoyashiki murmured, "Is there a rain leak in the house?" How could there be a rain leak in the newly built mansion.

Vision is a little blurry.

She wiped it with her hand, kneading out more drops of water, "What?"

"Is the game not good?"

"Or is Mr. Zhongyuan not fragrant?"

She is already a rich woman who has inherited a large inheritance and a partner, "Happy, I am very happy." Hypnotically muttering to herself, "Happy, I am very happy."

Match new teammates again.

Immerse yourself physically and mentally in the game.

---

night time.

Moyashiki Haru received a call from Hirotsu Yanagi, who was reporting the funeral, "The body has been cremated, do you want the ashes..."

"No need, you can figure it out."

hang up the phone.

The game suddenly became dull.

Nekoyashiki Haru dropped the phone and walked out of the bedroom, kneeling on the porch.The sky in the distance suddenly exploded with gorgeous fireworks, which are fleeting, but the beauty is engraved in my heart.

---

I took two days off with Mr. Mori.

Nekoya Shikiharu just stayed at home and indulged in the game for two days.The long-awaited Otome Raiders game has all been cleared, the wild men have been brought into the harem, and the grain in the wife's granary is all eaten and there is no food left.

Reach for the bag of potato chips.

Feeling empty, unknowingly finished eating.

I got up and went to the kitchen to get something to eat, but when the meal was ready, I didn't have any appetite.Thinking of going to work with a bald head starting tomorrow, the urge to drink suddenly appeared in my heart.

Sit at the dresser.

Seeing the most familiar dignified and graceful face, he was stunned for a while.It took a while to realize that Dazai was dead, and she didn't need to continue pretending to be Yamato Nadeko anymore.

It is also reasonable for a person to be stimulated to change his personality after death.

change.

Start with the image first.

Nekoya Shikiharu hesitated and took the system offline, adjusted his expression to try to change, but found that Yamato Nadeko's dignified face seemed to have been integrated into his flesh and blood.

After thinking about it, I decided to put on makeup.

Change face with magic.

Habitually painted a light makeup, dazed for a moment began to deepen.

After a while.

Haru Nekoyashiki was a little dazed looking at the glamorous woman with flaming red lips in the mirror.Her demeanor used to be soft and quiet, and she never knew that she could be so aggressive.

After the makeup is done, it's the hairstyle.

The previous long hair was chopped off and turned into shoulder-length short hair. The princess hair she kept before was not suitable for this kind of rich makeup.

It's too late to do my hair now.

Simply fix the bangs with a clip, turn out the curling iron to curl the docile and straight hair.

After finishing it, I feel that the pure black is still a bit monotonous. I think that Dazai bought a lot of colorful wigs as a prank before.

Find out.

In the end, I chose a vivid green among the colors of the rainbow.

I saw that there are a lot of tattoo stickers in the props, such as a skull with angel wings on the chest, a rose on the thigh, wrists and ankles.

Take a look at the final effect.

Not bad.

As expected of magic, it is no different from changing heads.

After the makeup is done, I change clothes. I searched through the closet and finally found a red skirt that I didn't know when I bought it.I think it's still a conservative, too good family woman.

Fortunately, she had studied sewing hard for the character design of Yamato Nadeko.

Although the level is not as good as professional fashion design, it is still no problem to change the clothes on the original basis.

After some thought, the sides of the skirt were slit up to the thighs, and the high collar was changed to a V-neck, revealing a proud career line.

Glanced in the mirror.

Sassy, ​​beautiful and coquettish, the queen of nightclubs who is absolutely appropriate to appear on the stage!

Pack it up properly, step on a pair of high hats and go out.

---

Nekoya Shikiharu went to a cowherd shop that is very popular with rich women.

It is said that the little brothers here are all beautiful, sweet and talkative, and have excellent professional skills.

She is not greedy for other people's body, but as a rich woman who has just inherited a large inheritance, she has too much money to spend, so she does some charity.

in the door.

Seeing the luxury car keys in her hand, the receptionist smiled brightly.

"Is there a designation?"

"Or what type you like, I will recommend it for you."

Mao Yashiki Qinghao said: "Ten if you are free." Compared with Jin's one hundred beautiful dancers to cheer her up, she only needs one-tenth of her little brothers to coax her.

"it is good."

After a while, different types of little brothers came in.Although the face is not as good as Mr. Zhongyuan, the gold master, but it is not bad.

Nekoya Shikiharu crossed her long legs, and the queen's aura was full: "Give each of them a champagne tower, the most expensive one."

The rich and the poor have money left over.

The eyes of the ten little brothers lit up in an instant, and their enthusiasm was visible to the naked eye.

In the past, she was the one who flattered the benefactor, but now she is really comfortable being praised by others.The little brothers are really professional, their mouths are very sweet and they can talk, and they are all a little smug.

"Miss Danba."

A little brother handed over a glass of champagne affectionately.

"If you have any troubles, you can come to me anytime~" Another cup was offered.

"Sister, look at me too~"

The most difficult to accept the grace of beauty.

Nekoya Shikiharu took it and drank it, and the other little brothers also began to persuade them to drink.

Not only persuaded, but also drank fiercely themselves.You can earn a sip of good wine, and you can make more money if you open a drink for the rich woman after drinking it!

Cowherd is just to make people happy, the male version of Jieyuhua.In addition to drinking too much, Nekoya Shiki Haru also felt a little bit like pouring out.

"Damn it, he took off his pants, but he asked me to tell him a bedtime story."

"I bought sexy underwear and TT. I thought I was going to go on the highway, but I put them all on, but they said they were for my male god! Prank tricks are more fragrant than my old lady!"

"Fuck!"

"Being the best, my mother has never seen such a dog."

"..."

"It's just a naive ghost, at most three years old and no more."

"The character is delicate and playful! My old lady once thought she was raising cubs."

"Now he's finally on the dog!"

"Hee hee hee. My mother has inherited his inheritance and partner now, and will spend his money in the future and sleep with his partner."

"Beautiful!"

He raised his glass and was suffocated in one breath, and it was empty before he drank much.

Nekoya Shikiharu threw away the small cup, disliked it, she stepped on the stool and picked up a bottle of spirits and blew directly on the bottle.

"happy!"

"Ahaha, my old lady is finally out of her head, and she is finally relieved! I am free!"

"hapiness."

Waiting will not hear the tout.

Nekoya Shikiharu looked down and found that the little brothers were pale, as quiet as a quail, trembling like a chicken.

"Why don't you speak?"

Nekoya Shiki Haru drank a little too much, and his brain reflexes were a little slow.

"not talking."

"At least give me a clap!"

clap clap.

There was applause behind him.

"Take off your pants and tell bedtime stories, naive, at most three years old, cute and pretentious..."

There was a deep voice recounting her complaints just now, Haru Nekoyashiki, who was anesthetized by alcohol, felt that the voice was familiar.

Turn to look over.

The gold master, who was already in the crematorium and whose ashes were scattered in the sea of ​​Yokohama, stood behind him.

As if stared at by the god of death.

Dazai smiled but asked softly, "Haru, are you happy? I came back from hell to find you."

Nekoya Shikiharu: "!!! Hiccup~"