Shirase, the leader of the Yokohama Supernatural Group

Since I became a leader, my hairline has become proportional to my workload.No wonder the previous chief would subconsciously and secretly get supplements, and maybe even get the same wig from the wig wholesaler Dazai, and change it every day in turn to blur people's impression of his hair volume.

Dazai poked his head furtively through the narrow crack of the door, making an appearance of blatantly observing secretly.

Seeing that his abrupt actions didn't attract my attention, Dazai resentfully stretched out his jio and took a step, slowly moving from a distance to my front.

Dazai pulled down the document in my hand, which looked like a warm little padded jacket, and cared for me solemnly, "Boss, don't read the report at close range for a long time..." Dazai saw that my gaze was caught, and quickly continued, "Occasionally change For a change, look at me."

I nodded cooperatively and said, "I've finished watching." Stretching the claws took over the documents that Dazai took away, and browsed back to the viewing position a few seconds ago.

Dazai's eyes drooped instantly, showing a pitiful look. He secretly peeped at my expression, trying to remind me of something.

"Boss." Dazai couldn't help calling my name, and then fell into a situation where he hesitated to speak.

So is Dazai playing a pig game with me who speaks first?

No need to play, I will reveal the answer in advance, that is pig slaughter.

Dazai, who was quietly placed by me, said again, "Boss."

Referring to the fate of the wolf, I automatically ignore Dazai.

Speaking of which, when did Dazai get into the bad habit of talking at the beginning?Even hesitating is better than the status quo.

"Boss, do you remember what day it is?" Dazai finally surrendered and asked me straight to the point.

On the desktop calendar, June [-]th is conspicuously circled with a red water-based pen, combined with Dazai's overt and secret crazy hints a few days ago.I think I probably understand.

I couldn't help but put down the paperwork, grabbed Dazai's shoulders unexpectedly, and thanked Dazai gratefully, "Thanks for your reminder, otherwise I almost forgot the appointment with Bailan."

"You know, it's troublesome and difficult to make a woman angry."

"Especially a woman like Bai Lan who is extremely beautiful and foul."

Dazai's face turned stinky visibly, and his dark face reminded me of Chuya who blew up the pan.At that time, Chuya's face was also the same black as Dazai's now.

This may also be the reason why Dazai and Chuya are also called double blacks?

The above is purely my nonsense. If you have any doubts, please call the port Mafia. No rebuttal will be accepted.Because the words of the leader will be correct, if there is a mistake, refer to the previous sentence.

Bullying enough my beloved little black cat.I restrained my bad taste of asking questions knowingly, turned to look more serious, and asked Dazai what he thought, "So, dear birthday boy, is there any gift you want?"

It’s okay not to mention birthday presents, but when I mention it, I will inevitably think of the gifts Dazai gave me in the past.

Why did you send me and his fan...manga?

Outrageous.Don't let me catch who painted it himself.Otherwise, I guarantee that his end will be the first missing color among orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, which is extremely bright.

Dazai's listless iris pupils became brighter and brighter with my words.

The corners of his lips rose uncontrollably, and the dull look between his brows and eyes was replaced by an indescribable joy and relaxation.

"I want..." Dazai leaned over to my ear, making a presumptuous request softly.

It is also a person who has never studied in this life, why is there such a big difference between people?Dazai described the scene clearly by virtue of his understatement and unfinished sentences, showing traces of speed beyond the hearse.

It is extremely unscientific to make my old face, which has been practicing for many years, turn red these days.Dazai did it easily.

Satisfied, Dazai lifted my chin, admiring the unavoidable flush of my cheeks despite my efforts to contain them. "Boss, how can you be so thin-skinned?"

Are you teaching me to do things?

In a fit of embarrassment, I pushed away the other party's frivolous hand, and turned my head to avoid Dazai's smiling gaze.

damn it.This guy is simply committing the following crimes, provoking my dignity.

I decided to take back my reward for Dazai, there is no such thing as a birthday present.Since the other party begged me to be double thick-skinned, as an empathetic leader, I naturally followed the principle of respecting my subordinates and satisfied his ideas. (I mean the option of face, not the strange and indescribable things in Dazai's mind...)

"I don't have anything in particular to desire." Dazai seldom returned to the original topic, "As long as Shirase can remember, he has already received the best present." Dazai lowered his head and pursed his lips, smiling slightly.

Hearing the words, I turned my head to look at the other party. His lowered eyebrows and eyes showed a little bit of tenderness that made people feel soft. The whole person existed fragile and beautiful, like a crescent moon clarifying the water of a lake, and it disappeared at a touch.

I seemed to witness the scene of the siren's temptation, and I blurted out impulsively, "Actually, you can be bolder."

"I will agree to all reasonable and normal requests, only for today." As soon as I finished speaking, I regretted it.

Beauty misleads people (no).

The indescribable touch that rushed to my heart just now completely crushed my sobriety and rationality.

Dazai looked up at me in surprise.

I understand, it is too difficult to make normal demands for abnormal Dazai.

Dazai couldn't help recalling the past, "Is that the first idea I put forward, and the leader is willing?"

I wish you a big headed ghost.

Dazai was like a stealing cat, kissing me directly on the face.

Before I could speak in the future, Dazai disappeared in front of my eyes with a triumphant smile.He said he went to Zhongye to ask for a gift.

I subtly sympathized with Chuya, who is also a fallen man in Tianya, and wondered whether he could withstand Dazai's persecution.Maybe you will get used to it?

A birthday present... I pondered deeply, Dazai has always liked weird things.I figured out what gift he'd be surprised by.

***

In the evening, the sunset climbed high into the sky, fluttering like a trembling kite, staining the blue sky with its traces of color.

Every magic moment triggers an adventure.

I witnessed countless floating balloons in the office of the top leader of Mafia at the port.

A Q version of Dazai is drawn on the colorful balloons. Their expressions are not the same, and every frown and smile is from Dazai's daily expressions.Hang a long birthday greeting on the tail of the balloon.

I'm not quite sure what Dazai really desires, his little brain is really hard for me to figure out.I simply unify the format and wish Dazai all wishes come true.

"Please come in." I didn't turn my head, I still stood in front of the window.Through the reflection in the window, I know who is coming.

The visitor's tone was full of complaints, she raised her hands and watched my silence with cold eyes.

"You are really good at paying attention."

I turned a blind eye to Bai Lan's frivolous accusation, and it didn't bother me.

"The you of that year set off fireworks for me all night." Bai Lan lowered her arms, walked from behind me to my side, and fell into the memories leisurely.

"Every time the fireworks rise to the highest point, they condense into my face as I wish."

"Every time the expression is lifelike."

"You remember very clearly what kind of expression I have." Bai Lan's tone became lower and lower, until finally she simply turned off the mic for a short time.

Rarely, I didn't comfort Bai Lan, the positions were different, and the interests involved were also different from the past.

The vibe that breaks our silence is a call from a subordinate.

He asked anxiously, leader, is the Dazai head balloon outside a provocation sent by the enemy?

I couldn't help falling into the situation where Liangzi was silent.

etc?Could it be that everyone except me and Bai Lan thought it was a warning?Instead of a birthday present?

Oops.Dazai will not follow the public opinion, right?Uneasy thoughts arose in my heart.

Bai Lan, who guessed most of the truth from my strange expression, covered her stomach and laughed as loudly as she could. She had lost her mind and let out a goose-like laugh.

"..."

This was followed by a call from Zhongye.

Chu also sweetly asked me the same question.Is this optimistic about the enemy's ability to kill, or is it an affirmation of Dazai's ability to cause trouble?

It can only be said that it is Dazai.

I tactfully asked the onlookers for their opinions, and got his natural answer, "It's no different from the head balloons in horror comics, and there are unusual blessings on them."

Isn't it the most normal thing to want everything to come true?

"But Dazai is looking for..." Nakashi on the other end of the phone replied.

Baby, your dear vicious stepmother hasn't got me yet, it's impossible for him to give up on me and commit suicide first.This confidence, I think I can still have.

It's like a dog won't give up a bone until it gnaws on it.I feel that this metaphor has scolded myself.

Combined with many onlookers, except Hongye sister's opinion, she cast her eyes on me subtly, "I didn't expect Dazai's fanatic fans to come again."

I didn't have time to rejoice that all the staff of Mafia in our port finally had a living person who was in sync with my thinking. The words that sister Hongye said made me aware of my blind spot.

I asked blankly, "Crazy fans?" I was completely in the dark about this matter, and I didn't know it.

Sister Hongye expressed deep emotion that Dazai has a senior female fan, "She not only flirted with Dazai, but also had intimate contact with him."

Hongye sister intimately described everything from the backs of Dazai's fanatical fans to the clothes.The more I listened, the more familiar it became.

Isn't this me?

Oops, the women's clothing was witnessed by the subordinates, and was misunderstood by the other party as Dazai's female fan.There are too many slots, and I couldn't respond to Sister Hongye's statement for a while.

I nodded with a very stiff expression in agreement with Hongye sister's opinion, "Then... Dazai is really lucky." I praised myself, and instantly felt that there was nothing wrong.

Immediately regaining self-confidence, I caused Sister Hongye to look puzzled. She seemed to be at a loss, thinking that my reaction was beyond her expectations?

Fortunately, the arrival of Dazai saved the embarrassing situation.

Koba-san returned the alone time to me and Dazai, she smiled and left lightly.

"Shirose."

"I like your gift very much." Dazai revealed eyes that were as bright as the stars, and he said regretfully, "Unfortunately, I can't collect the balloons."

"They dissipate as soon as you touch them." Despite this, Dazai's smile remained unchanged.