[Bungo Stray Dogs] Snus

Truth be told, something could really go wrong with the sword slant treatment.

Nakahara Chuya was regretting his decision at the moment, and the guy next to him who always called his name in a drawn-out tone directly took him back to the past that annoyed him when he was a teenager.

His mouth was even more muttering "Chuya, you really stabbed me just now" "Ah, Chuya, it's too much, we are obviously partners, how can you backstab me?No, did you attack me so openly? 'Such words, and then make progress.

He was obviously in the temporary office of the detective agency, but the other party seemed to be in his own residence. Every word and deed had indescribable ego and willfulness.

That kind of free and unscrupulous behavior almost shocked the jaws of those around him. Even Nakajima felt that the person in front of him was not Mr. Dazai, let alone Oda who was still exploring Dazai.

And Dazai is completely like I don't know this and that.

Luanbu looked at the young man who was sitting on the opposite sofa and was teasing the current leader of the port. He had an inexplicable thought that since his usual behavior was good, he should take care of those colleagues in the future.

And Nakajima kept asking questions like 'Mr. Dazai, you really don't remember what you said before'.

"You are so annoying, why should I know a brat like you?" The black-haired young man was wearing a clean hospital gown.

If it wasn't for Guangjin's dissuasion just now, he probably would have worn the clothes stained with his own blood and ordered the murderer arrogantly.

However, his current tone also has that kind of meaning. Looking at Nakajima, his face is full of strangeness, and the fingers stretched out seem to be picking the target of pranks. The arc of the mouth has indescribable malice. .

But it just made Chuya and Hirotsu feel inexplicably that 'this guy Dazai is full of energy', this feeling is very similar to before.

Nakaya glanced at the other party suspiciously. Nakajima's anxious questioning was also weird, but it was a good thing to be able to help him entangle the other party.

He wanted to deal with the matter here as soon as possible, so he said directly. "I planned to use this to put this idiot on your side as well, and the materials were prepared, but something happened right now."

"Which idiot is talking about idiot?" As if a radar was installed, Chuya's words did not include a name at all, and the idiot took the initiative to return the number. "Your name is Nakajima, right? Anyway, you have to shut up now, and I want to listen to this little man."

"Mr. Dazai—"

"To shut up!"

Although he didn't speak coldly, the curved corner of his mouth inexplicably reminded Guangjin that when the other party was a cadre many years ago, he would smile at disobedient subordinates, but his actions were completely impolite.

If the opponent had a gun at this moment, Nakajima must have been the one hit by the bullet.

Dazai noticed the inquiring gaze, which was suspicious, scrutinizing, and extremely cautious, and he raised his head and smiled in the direction of Guangjin.

But quickly focus on the real goal. "Chuya, you can't push yourself too hard. No matter how hard you think about it, you can't prove that your brain really exists. Why don't you just admit it openly?" He said, looking around at the people in the reception room. everyone. "Everyone here won't laugh at you!"

The conclusion is really decisive, but the members of the detective agency, whose expression was a little subtle from the beginning, are a little at a loss at the moment. They can't imagine that a person with such a bad mouth can be cured after going out with Dr. Xie Ye for a while.

Everyone turned their strange gazes to the female doctor, and then moved their pity gazes to the fist-struggling chief of the port.

Faced with such people every day, it seems that the life of the port mafia is not very good.

Zhong also understood why he had that kind of irritability in the truck, and the urge to attack the other party. This feeling really hasn't passed in a long time.

At this moment, he could really feel the veins on his forehead beating. "To make a long story short, I just received information that the farming of the Supernatural Secret Service Division was attacked." He suppressed his irritability.

What it brought was news like thunder in spring.

Fukuzawa Yukichi's expression changed instantly. Although the members of the other detective agencies didn't know much about the existence of Tanada, they still knew what the Supernatural Secret Service was.

At this moment, only Dazai had the same expression, and the other party looked at the others with an expression that had nothing to do with him and had no interest in it.

Finally, he set his sights on Zhong Ye.

Zhong also noticed his gaze, this guy doesn't know how to cover up when he sees people, but isn't he just such a character.

It's just that Dazai's gaze was a little strange, as if he was looking at some rare animal, Dazai also noticed that the air in the reception room had changed, but he still responded with a generous smile to those who looked at him.

On the contrary, it was this smile that made Zhong also frown.

eccentric.

"Specific things, can you elaborate?" Fukuzawa said.

Although he was able to listen to what happened in the government department with his contacts, he did not have the ability to go deep into the Supernatural Secret Service, which did not exist at all, and only people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs could get the news.

Fukuzawa still doesn't know what this information means, but Ranpo has already thought of it, and he frowned. Has the Mafia teamed up with the Secret Service?

"I don't know much. The intelligence only says that the farm was attacked not long ago. It is not clear who was attacked, the extent of the injury, or other things." The secret service department still can't trust the port. Give too much information.

Speaking of farming is probably to test whether this side knows something.

As he knew, the Secret Service did not have any real power and could use very little force, so they had only two options, one was to rely on the power of the port or an armed detective agency, which belonged to the outside world.

The other is the special force of the government department-hounds.

If the hound appeared at this time, it would be...

"Is Zhong also using his brain?" The annoying voice sounded again, and at some point, the mackerel who had moved over from the sofa was looking at him with his head tilted.

Those eyes no longer looked like they had just woken up, as if hiding some dangerous beast, but they were very clear at the moment.

It is not at all like being on the top floor of that building, as if you are trying your best to suppress something, and let yourself fall into the bottomless quagmire. On the contrary, there is a kind of freedom and happiness, as if you were unscrupulous just now, and you don’t take this at all. The people from the Border Detective Agency looked down on the speech as if no one else was there.

Nakaya's lips twitched, a bit like Dazai who just joined the Mafia not long ago.

Dazai blinked his eyes. It didn't matter if his partner looked at him like this, but seeing him in a daze would be a big problem. He stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Chuya. "Has Chuya finally broken his own brain?"

A hand knife hit Dazai's head, neither heavy nor light, and didn't use any supernatural powers at all, but the annoying kid still held his head, as if he had been hit hard, and pretended to say "ah ' cried out.

The appearance of this actor has not changed at all.

"Maybe it's not working overtime." Zhong muttered uncomfortably.

"Chuya, what did you just say?"

He followed the voice and looked at the other party again, and Dazai couldn't help but put down his hands with his serious and focused eyes, and even his expression couldn't help but get serious.

"It's quite normal that you don't have dark circles under your eyes." It's better to say that the current Dazai has become somewhat strangely close to himself, and he can't help but wonder if this guy is Dazai.

But there is no doubt that this poisonous mouth that deserves to be beaten is that guy.

The doubts in Chuya's heart disappeared, and the people around him frowned instead. Dazai couldn't help but look at Hirotsu behind him. The old gentleman lowered his eyelids, indicating that he didn't know anything.

"..." He turned his eyes to the side and closed his mouth strangely, and then looked at Nakajima who was hesitating to speak.

"The attack on the detective agency was planned by several foreign organizations with supernatural powers. I don't have enough information to share how many people are involved here."

"You know that, don't you? Chief."

Dazai turned his gaze back because of the disorderly address, and blinked his eyes. "I said why Chuya is so strange today. It turns out that he didn't wear a hat. Chuya, where's your hat that's aesthetically inferior to bugs?"

With curious eyes, he tried to challenge the limit of the gravity user. The members of the detective agency couldn't help casting admiring glances at this young man who kept jumping back and forth on the edge of death.

But for some reason, Kunikida felt his stomach throbbing at this moment.

Hirotsu bent down and whispered in Dazai's ear. "Mr. Dazai, Mr. Nakaya has accepted your letter of appointment to become the head of the port."

Dazai's face was blank at this moment, extremely short blank, and stunned, and when he looked at Nakaya again, his vitality seemed to have disappeared.

Just sitting properly, Zhong also always felt that he was going to do something again, so he couldn't help distracting part of his mind.

But he still answered Ranpo's words. "It's the Guild of North America."

This is an organization with supernatural abilities that can be regarded as an urban legend. It is said that there are strong supporters behind it, and even the opponent is active in the political arena.

But this combination, is it the main culprit who attacked them?

Chu also looked at Nakajima. "Two of the overseas organizations participating in the bounty offer have already landed in Yokohama."

"What about the other one?" Ranpo asked.

Hirotsu took out a photo from his pocket and put it on the tea table, Ranbu's pupils constricted, and Yosano also saw the photo. "He's been around the detective agency."

"When?"

"On the day of the attack, I met Ranbu and I when we rushed back."

"It's a devil."

Dazai's voice reached Chuuya's ears, Chuya looked at him, and found that the other party who had been relaxed since waking up, now had a serious face. "You know him?"

He knew that at this time, he should use words such as 'Why did you investigate him before' to show that the other party already knew it, but the words that came to his lips abruptly turned into this kind of doubt.

Dazai raised his head and smiled at his partner, a smile that rarely appeared on the other party's face, without any fake smile.

Not knowing what to think of, Dazai's eyes became hollow again. "Chuya, have you forgotten? The tragedy caused by the huge inheritance we encountered."

Dragon war.

That battle came to Chuya's mind, and then he thought of Shibusawa Ryuhiko, which was written in the information obtained from the clock tower attendant.

"It was in that tragedy that I became aware of this character, and I developed deep fear." Dazai's words at this moment reached Chuya's ears, making him feel like the other party was in a dream, Although the confided words were clear, they seemed to be raving. "Yes, that's right, I should have investigated him later."

"——" Dazai turned his head, looked directly into his partner's eyes, and asked as if confirming. "Did he appear in Yokohama again?"

Zhong also nodded. "yes."

The shadows always exist on this land and continue to spread, just like the fog seen a few years ago.

Zhong didn't stay on this topic for too long, he once again spoke to the detective agency who were still discussing something. "We have to be responsible for the control of the offshore waters, and I'm afraid we won't be able to spare energy on other things."

"Is it about Senator Fujimoto?"

Chuya frowned, didn't remember who it was, and handed over the newspaper in random steps. "It was the official who hired mercenaries to attack the port." It was Nakajima who spoke.

This matter was originally his responsibility.

On the newspaper that was handed in at random, the congressman committed suicide in the hotel, but his death was not what people cared about, and what occupied the entire page was the matter of his accepting bribes.

Chuya put down the newspaper and stood up. "No, it's the fact that the group may land in Yokohama through the port."

He kicked Dazai who seemed to be stunned. "This is about government departments, and even concessions."

The blue pupils turned and moved towards the direction where Chaobu was. "Don't meddle in events beyond your power, this is your advice to take our two members in."

Hearing these words, Ranpo couldn't help looking at Nakajima, but the girl named Kyoka hadn't seen it all this time.

Nakajima didn't look at anyone, but lowered his head. Immediately, everyone here knew what the other party meant. Fukuzawa was almost stunned by the news one by one. He only asked after being silent. "are you sure?"

"——I can't bring trouble to you who took me in."

Responding to his boy's low growl, Dazai couldn't help but look at him before stepping out of the door of the reception room.

"That's weird, Chuya."

"There's nothing strange about it." When he spoke, he pulled off the uncomfortable tie around his neck, such a formal dress didn't suit him at all.

trouble.

"No, nothing."

Dazai stepped on the shadow of the person in front with brisk steps.

"Now it's time to talk about you, Dazai."

"Didn't Zhong already guess it?" The black-haired young man caught up with the person in front with one big stride, and walked side by side with him. "It just means dead."

"Are you very interested in why I am alive again, but it may be that it is not me who died, but it should be difficult to understand what is going on with Zhongye's wisdom. The words are also right , you drink milk every day, and your height doesn't grow at all, look, the gap between us is really—"

A figure flew over and kicked, and the young man in hospital gown seemed to have known about it and dodged it, but his body was unstable and he fell to the ground. "Ahhh, I've been lying down for too long, and I feel like my body is not my own at all." He didn't get up, but looked at the smile of the person in front of him, and said. "It's too much, Chuya is actually laughing by himself."

Zhong also pouted. "It's not that you are too weak."

"Yeah, I'm still too weak."

"Tsk, it's kind of disgusting to admit it like that."

Nakaya kicked Dazai's leg, the force was too light, like a feather rubbing against the skin, but Dazai couldn't help laughing. "Borrow a shoulder, partner."

The clear blue sky was reflected in the black pupils, Chuya looked at him for a while, pulled his shoulders down, pulled his hands out of his pockets, and stretched them out.

He turned his head to look away and said something softly. "Welcome back." Qing seemed to be saying to himself.

Dazai looked at his partner, with an invisible arc pulling away from the corners of his mouth and eyebrows, and he grabbed that hand. "Did you say something just now?"

"no!"

Pulling people up with one hand, even though the heights are different, this hand has such strength. "Chuya, you just said something right, I heard it, it seems to be—"

"To shut up!"

"Do you want me to repeat it? Chuya, are you shy!"

"No."

"I saw it!"

"what?"

"The BOSS of the port mafia, looking ashamed and angry."

"...you bastard!"

"Ok?"

"Phew - Dazai, I really hate you!"

"That's what I want to say, Chuya, I hate you the most, you are obviously a dwarf, don't think that you can step on me if you become the leader."

"Who is stepping on whose body, bandage waste device."

"Hahahaha, you were wrong this time, I don't have any bandages on me!"

Nakaya was stunned for a moment, then looked at the other party, Dazai even had a winning expression, but it was true as he said, there was no bandage on the exposed skin all over his body, and the bandage was himself...

Zhong couldn't help but lowered his head and sighed, but someone hugged his shoulders, and his immediate reaction was to break away.

"I'm back, Chuya."

There was no sense of ridicule or mischief, only the faint, unique smell of new clothes lingering in the nose.

"Dazai."

"Ok?"

"You have to work overtime when you go back!"

"Oh! It's too much. I just woke up. Has Chuya started to enslave people like Mr. Mori?"

Zhong also pushed the man away, reached out and touched his nose. "It's not the mess you left behind!"

"Too much, if I knew it earlier, I would have slept till mid-morning and solved everything."

"Then I don't mind making up two more knives."

"Ugh--"

"It doesn't look like the usual Dazai-san."

Nakajima stood in the corridor, with Hirotsu watching the two figures in the distance beside him. "Yeah, it's really different, so I can feel relieved."

"Don't worry about what?" Nakajima looked at the old man beside him.

The old gentleman just smiled and watched the two figures with blessings. "Don't worry, Mr. Zhongya will not become a slave of this port. As long as there is that person, the eagle will always spread its wings in the sky, instead of being bound in a birdcage."

Hearing these words, Nakajima couldn't help feeling a little disappointed. "It's the first time I've seen Dazai-san like that."

"Maybe you can see more in the future." Guangjin looked at the boy. "Have you really decided?"

Nakajima didn't answer immediately, he pursed his lips tightly, time passed under their feet little by little, and then he no longer hesitated or entangled.

"This time, please let me use the port mafia, Mr. Hirotsu!"

The author has something to say: the background of this IF line is the background of the death of Mori Ogai