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"Of course it's to celebrate Ango's 'two' good jobs."

Osamu Dazai's voice exploded in Ango Sakaguchi's ears, like a thunderclap on the ground, which made his scalp numb, his fingers spasmed slightly, and he recovered after curling up a few times.

"Dazai-kun," Ango Sakaguchi pushed his glasses unconsciously to cover up his momentary gaffe, "this joke is not funny."

"Really?" Osamu Dazai tilted his head, one hand was still on Sakaguchi Ango's shoulder, and his tone was relaxed: "I think it's quite interesting. Ango, why don't we have king crab, eat it if you want."

"Dazai." Oda Sakunosuke tried to rescue Ango Sakaguchi who was in a dilemma. "King crab is too expensive, and Ango's salary is not enough. We can go eat super spicy curry rice."

Thank you Mr. Odasaku.Ango Sakaguchi closed his eyes resignedly, never mind, there is no difference between you and Dazai-kun in essence.

Isn't this still a treat for him? !He is just an innocent boy, hugging his weak, pitiful and helpless self in distress.

"How could it be!" Osamu Dazai leaned back exaggeratedly, with a look of admiration, "Ango is the only one among us who has won the perfect attendance award!"

Oda ·Although he worked very hard, he missed the clock-in N times because he was too Buddhist. Sakunosuke: Yes, Ango has full attendance.

Ango, I'm hungry, I'm hungry.

Ango Sakaguchi looked sideways at Dazai Osamu, who was singing with Oda Sakunosuke, and finally sighed helplessly: "Okay, I'll treat you, Mr. Oda Sakuno, please bring the children."

"Bleeding, Ango." Dazai Osamu held the Lingling Rabbit on his shoulder to his chest and rubbed his ears, and said, "It's not bad to lose money and avoid disaster, it's a good omen."

The implication is to expose this matter.

Ango Sakaguchi picked up the wine glass on the bar counter.The sticky cold sweat adsorbed the fabric of the suit to the skin, and with the movement of raising the hand, there was a stagnant pulling feeling, as if being strangled by an invisible rope on the back.

Just now, he had the feeling of surviving after a catastrophe.

The cold liquor slid down his throat, burning hot all the way, and it was rare for Ango Sakaguchi to drink a whole glass of spirits in one gulp, and the bottom of the cup hit the wooden bar with a crisp crashing sound.

His identity was definitely exposed, but I don't know how Dazai Osamu saw it.

Ango Sakaguchi laughed at himself: What is impossible?He is Dazai.

There are many rumors about Osamu Dazai in Port Mafia. As an excellent intelligence officer, Ango Sakaguchi will consciously collect relevant content and integrate it. The more confidential information is, the more it will be hidden in secret clues.

The rumors are more or less exaggerated and dramatic. Among the confusing legends, there is only one thing that everyone affirms: never, never be an enemy of Osamu Dazai.

For Dazai's enemies, the greatest misfortune is that they are Dazai's enemies.

Ango Sakaguchi both agrees with this statement and disagrees.

"After all, he's just a 16-year-old boy," thought Ango Sakaguchi.

When he learns that his friend is an undercover agent sent by his opponent, he will choose to hide the secret for him.

A meal of king crab is the attitude of Osamu Dazai: I know your identity, but this does not prevent us from continuing to be friends.

"I feel that Dazai-kun will change jobs in the future." Ango Sakaguchi pondered carefully, "Can I pull him into the Supernatural Secret Service Division?"

It's time for Moyu Daren to experience the atmosphere of working overtime in hell, their department is really short of people!

What bad intentions does Ango Sakaguchi have?He just wanted to sleep.

Even such a humble and small wish cannot be fulfilled, miserably, Ango, miserably.

"By the way, Dazai." Oda Sakunosuke seemed to have remembered something, turned to Dazai Osamu and said, "Editor Matsushita sent the payment for the last manuscript, and asked me about the preparation of the new article."

As soon as he heard the word editor, Osamu Dazai shut himself in place.

He put the Lingling Rabbit in his arms on his arm, pressed his forehead down hard, and buried his head in the soft fluff: "Tell him, Mr. Tsushima is dead, if you want to burn some crabs for me, that's fine. People don't have to come."

In the face of Ling Ling's reminders, he was obedient, and in the face of Panasonic's editor, he fought hard.

"Editor Matsushita didn't rush your manuscript." Oda Sakunosuke calmly took a sip of his wine, "Nor did he rush Ango."

"He only urged me."

Ann Matsushita: Mr. Tsushima is Mafia!I thought it was too long before I went to press him for the manuscript.The things written by the spicy curry rice teacher (Ango Sakaguchi) are too academic, I don’t want to be rubbed on the ground by the god of learning.After much deliberation, Mr. Odasaku is the most reliable!It's decided, I'm going to urge his new article!

Matsushita An's judgment is not wrong. Among the three members of the rogue faction, only Oda Sakunosuke is the best at speaking. He is kind, honest and kind, and has a big conscience.

But at the same time, he is also the goofiest of the three.

Hmph, didn't expect that!Although this man nicknamed Oda Pigeon's Suke looks mature and reliable, he is a fat pigeon inside!Coo coo coo coo coo!

He vowed to become a novelist a few years ago, and a few years later, his manuscript paper is cleaner than Dazai Osamu's wallet, which is as white as snow.

If he hadn't been dragged by Osamu Dazai to debut together, Sakunosuke Oda would still be cooing, doing the most annoying thing to the editor with an honest face, letting you be stormy, and he would become a Buddha on his own.

Anzai Matsushita understood a truth after a long talk with Mr. Oda Saku all night, the rogue faction is worthy of being a rogue faction, how precise their positioning is, and how specific their generalization is.

Rogue faction, you can tell by the name, they are a group of rogues!

He probably won't be able to urge this manuscript, and Matsushita An packs up her bags and prepares to go home and farm.

Hearing Oda Sakunosuke's words, Osamu Dazai couldn't help showing a gloating smile on his face covered by the rabbit doll.

It was indeed a wise move for him to drag Ango and Oda into the water, he wanted to let the world feel the pain of being urged!

"Do you have any ideas for Odasaku's new article?" Osamu Dazai finally put his smile back and asked solemnly.

He said this with elation, usually he was the only one who was urged to write, and now it was finally his turn to press for the manuscript!Osamu Dazai immediately felt refreshed, his back straightened.

"I told him I'm writing." Oda Sakunosuke said calmly, "I've written the first ten characters so far."

"My thesis is half written." Ango Sakaguchi interrupted suddenly, facing the surprised and envious eyes of Oda Sakunosuke and Dazai Osamu, he said: "The response to the time management paper last time was good, and my inspiration came again."

Osamu Dazai was suddenly alert: It seemed to be the same, only his new article was missing.

That's not right, Rogue Pie is an amazing combination, how could he be left behind by them?

"It's decided." Osamu Dazai said with difficulty, "Today... I will decide on the title of the book."

Of the three writers, one has not decided on the title of the book, one has not written the beginning, and one has just finished writing.

Everyone is in the same boat, so don't laugh at anyone.

The place where Ango Sakaguchi treats guests is a restaurant that Osamu Dazai often eats. This master cooks spicy crabs, which can make diners want to continue while pouring ice water down their throats.

Oda Sakunosuke's family can eat spicy food, and Ango Sakaguchi is not bad, but Osamu Dazai has red eyes, crouching in the corner like a bullied Jiaojiao, eating crab claws.

"Dazai-kun, don't be brave." Ango Sakaguchi handed over a glass of ice water, and he asked curiously, "I've wondered for a long time, is that rabbit doll a new type of weapon? You keep it with you all the time."

"Hiss," Osamu Dazai gasped, his lips turned red like blood, he stuck out his tongue quietly, "Zero-chan is a super cute girl, isn't it a little too much to describe her as a new weapon?"

Although in a sense there is not much difference between zero zero and human-shaped nuclear weapons...especially in the field of mental attack, it is more brainwashing than infinite monthly reading.

Ango Sakaguchi looked at Dazai Osamu who had blurred eyes, and then at the little rabbit sitting on his shoulder, his eyes suddenly became wrong.

According to Ango Sakaguchi's shallow parenting knowledge, only children who lack attention and companionship will take dolls as their spiritual sustenance, name her, make settings, and play house.

There is no doubt that this is a lack of love performance!

Thinking about it carefully, Dazai-kun dropped out of school since he was a child, and has been abused as child labor by the black-hearted doctor Mori Ogai. His childhood was full of bloody disputes in Mafia, and the life trajectory of a normal child does not overlap at all.

Such Dazai-kun suddenly showed the tendency of atavistic children, which is a very obvious omen!

No, a sense of responsibility weighed on Sakaguchi Ango's shoulders.He understands the lingering darkness and loneliness that Osamu Dazai suffers from, and he and Sakunosuke Oda are able to understand Osamu Dazai's loneliness but do not interfere, so they become friends with him.

It's one thing not to interfere, it's quite another to not treat a disease when it's detected.

Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, and Ango Sakaguchi's conscience does not allow him to turn a blind eye.

He had to find a way to make Osamu Dazai feel love and warmth.

The idea is very good, but after all, Ango Sakaguchi is a man who has dedicated his life to his work, and he doesn't know how to play romantic things.

"What should I do?" Sakaguchi Ango muttered in a very low voice, "Is there any special festival recently?"

Yes, I have.

Lingling, who was pretending to be a doll sitting on Osamu Dazai's shoulder, heard Ango Sakaguchi talking to himself, and the little rabbit's eyes lit up.

Ling Ling, who was nestled in the mobile phone and used the black soil as a pillow, touched her chin, and she understood what Sakaguchi Ango meant strangely.

As expected of Mr. Ango Sakaguchi, the great writer who was able to write "Theory of the Fall", this kind of concern for his friends is really moving, Ling Ling decided to help him.

"If you want to talk about special days, isn't there the most special one recently?" A young and beautiful girl held the small materialized calendar and turned it page by page, and the circle drawn by the red marker was outlined as a sun flower picture of.

June 6th is Osamu Dazai's birthday.

Birthday, the most important day of the year for someone.

Lingling sat on the black soil, and the hell three-headed dog that had grown up a lot after eating the first box of bone biscuits carried its mistress steadily, and walked slowly on the loess.

One after another news messages passed by Lingling's fingertips, like bunches of auroras held in the palm of the hand, the faint blue color flashed faintly.

In the end, the pale pink fingertips landed on a text message, and the girl raised her hand, throwing the text message into the ocean of information.

The small drifting bottle drifted along the digitalized sea water, and finally fell into a little gray glow.

Ango Sakaguchi's mobile phone trembled, and the news platform he followed had new news push.

Seeing that it wasn't important news, Ango Sakaguchi quickly glanced over it to cross it out.

"The current news is just boring enough. What is there to report about a father celebrating his son's birthday...birthday..." Ango Sakaguchi stopped his hand to remove the crab shell, and the fog in his heart was suddenly waved away forcefully with one hand.

It's June!Osamu Dazai's 6th birthday is coming!

Ango Sakaguchi's brain instantly calculated:

If he doesn't sleep today, 30% of the remaining amount of work will be left on Dazai-kun's birthday, if he doesn't sleep tomorrow, it will be 25%, if he doesn't sleep the day after tomorrow...

In addition to the work of the Supernatural Secret Service Division and the Port Mafia, Ango Sakaguchi also needs to complete a thesis for ICU as a "spicy curry rice teacher", excluding the time to rush the manuscript before the deadline...

Ango Sakaguchi made a calculation in his heart and came to a conclusion:

As long as he doesn't sleep at all before Osamu Dazai's birthday, he will be able to spend a day full of love and warmth for his friend!

Isn't it just all night, isn't it just hair, can't he let it go?

Zero doesn't think so.

When Ango Sakaguchi was doing mental calculations, Ling Ling also calculated his work arrangements with Oda Sakunosuke by the way.

Port Mafia will not hold a birthday party for Osamu Dazai, because Ogai Mori knows that Osamu Dazai will definitely not be happy to face his annoying face on his birthday (Osamu Dazai), usually he will choose to give Dazai directly Administer paid leave.

"Mr. Oda Sakunosuke has no problem. According to my reasoning, his job that day should be to mediate the family dispute of the chairman of a Mafia affiliated group of the port." Lingling called out the big data and took a look.

To put it simply, it is a family ethics drama of "You don't love me, you cheated on me, I want you to kill your whole family" and "My wife, I was wrong, I just made the mistakes that men all over the world make".

Ling Ling calmly sent the evidence of the scumbag's infidelity to his wife's mobile phone, and calmly removed them from Oda Sakunosuke's work content.

The situation of Ango Sakaguchi is more complicated. This man who works two jobs, bah, is a self-proclaimed master of time management, but from Lingling's point of view, his time management is obviously failing.

A real master of time management will not let himself have no time to sleep. Ango Sakaguchi did not learn the great method of fishing for fish taught by Osamu Dazai because he was too responsible.

Don't be afraid, Ling Ling, the all-purpose artificial intelligence assistant who lives at home, travels and kills people in the office, will serve you.

The work of the Supernatural Secret Service was assigned to the undercover agents secretly dispatched by Port Mafia to the Supernatural Secret Service. People were caught off guard.

The undercover agents brainstormed and couldn't figure out whether the sudden extra work was a sudden brain twitch or a deliberate temptation by the boss. They had no choice but to work hard to complete the task with 12 points of energy.

The task of destroying Ango Sakaguchi's sleep and hairline was quickly solved in twos and threes. From the perspective of Ango Sakaguchi himself, his colleagues took the initiative to help him because of the hard work of two jobs. What a touching companion like!

"Lululu, the guests are already seated. Next is the banquet arrangement and menu selection." Lingling thought about it: "Although I think cooking a whole mackerel banquet is very good, it will make the host burst into tears while eating, but the birthday party Crying so badly at the time will make others suspect that Mori Ogai is abusing children... I don't want it anymore."

A full meal of crabs?No, you can't eat too much cold food.

"Yes!" Ling Ling burst out with inspiration, "This year is the owner's 17th birthday, and it is the last year before he becomes a minor at 18 years old. If he misses this year, he will never have the opportunity to eat M's children's set menu again!"

It's decided, she will order a table full of children's set menus for Osamu Dazai, and ask him to disassemble the blind boxes of toys.

"Even if the master only has one year left to be a child, he will always be Ling Ling's big boy." Ling Ling swore in his heart, "I will protect the innocence of the master!"

The banquet was determined to be a children's set meal, and the layout of the venue naturally followed the style of a fairy tale, and Dazai gave Osamu a little princess.

On that side, Ango Sakaguchi was still choosing the venue on his mobile phone, Ling Ling glanced at him, and shook his head at his taste.

The classical Japanese style, old-fashioned and rigid, does not suit her superficial Zazai at all.

No one knows Osamu Dazai better than Ling Ling. She said that she wanted to surprise Osamu Dazai, and she must be frightened!

"Heh heh heh, it's time to show you the real technology." Lingling took out the pocket money she earned from stock trading, and contacted all the Ms in Yokohama with one click.

"100 children's meals, hurry up, human, don't try to challenge my patience."

At this time, Osamu Dazai is still concentrating on eating spicy crabs. He is so focused and forgetful about eating spicy crabs that he has no idea what kind of shocking conspiracy his reliable friend and domestic AI are plotting.

Oda Sakunosuke's seamless clothes miraculously inspired him. He looked at his five cubs who were eagerly eating crabs: I don't know why, but Dad thinks that you all have toys for the next year.

Not only that, you probably won't be willing to step into the door of M Ji within three years.

This night, all the mji children's meals in Yokohama were sold out.

That night, all the children in Yokohama lost their dreams.

Ling Ling: "My child will always be the happiest Zai Zai."

The author has something to say: Zai: Although, I am older than you.

Zero Zero: The ages of AI and humans are not interchangeable. I am an adult at birth. Can humans do it?pride.jpg