Special A-level danger warning

in the afternoon.

There are many clouds floating in the sunless sky, and the blue sea and blue sky are refreshing and open.

"If you're not in a hurry, just relax after taking a nap."

Feng Xinzhi was walking on the street with his well-packed food and snacks, and he was talking to Osamu Dazai with the other hand: "The refreshments are already on the table, not too much, not too little, I'm hungry Just eat."

His iris-colored eyes were filled with warm-toned light, like crystal foam crushed from quietly burning fireworks.

Hearing the soft response from the other side, he felt a little bit of tension and trembling that seemed to be there.

It seemed that he was afraid that he would never return.

cute.

"It won't be too late." Feng Xinzhi naturally chose to comfort her quietly, with a gentle and gentle tone, "If you are too tired from work, you can pick urgent matters first. If you don't mind other things, I can help at night."

On the other side of the phone, Osamu Dazai nestled in the leader's seat, listening to Feng Xinzhi's gentle voice and shallow breathing, he was comforted by the other party.

He resisted the thought of rolling around on the seat, and continued talking on the phone in a sticky tone that he never forgot, ignoring the mountains of documents on the desktop.

After all, Yukun>>work.

Nakahara Nakaya, who watched Osamu Dazai chatting for more than ten minutes, was so angry that he exploded.

He clenched his fists tightly, his finger bones rattling, and the rough sea was hidden in his blue eyes, cold and dangerous.

The air pressure was terribly low.

Seeing that Nakahara Nakayori was about to rush over and throw him a tie A, Osamu Dazai had to step on his bottom line and hang up the phone reluctantly.

Hey, there are so many things I want to talk to Zhi-kun.

Zhong Ye is really disgusting, he has to find a way to send him out of business, so that no one in the port Mafia will threaten him to handle affairs.

Osamu Dazai, who was making small calculations in his heart, became honest after a while, and his eyes glanced at the refreshments on the table in the lounge from time to time.

Zhijun made it and wanted to eat it.

There was a look of longing in his eyes, and a strong emotional change appeared on his usually indifferent and world-weary white face.

Nakahara Nakahara, who temporarily acted as a bodyguard and guarded Dazai Osamu, was numb from the look of his eyes.

He could only bring over the refreshments with a sullen face.

If this dog wasn't the leader, would he be so spoiled with this mackerel?

dream.

Watching the documents placed in the center of the leader's desk being put aside at an extremely fast speed, an open area appeared in front of Mackerel.

Nakahara Chuya's face was stiff and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, he never expected Osamu Dazai to be so shameless just for one bite.

Gee.

Remember to choke to death.

Slightly distracted, a piece of delicate pastry suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and the sweet fragrance kept tantalizing his taste buds.

Does this mean to feed him?

Zhong Yuanzhong also hesitated, wondering if he should take it over.

On the one hand, he felt that Osamu Dazai was still a human being, and he knew how to show compassion to his subordinates, but on the other hand, he thought that this bastard would definitely not be so kind, maybe he had taken medicine or something.

However, it turns out that Osamu Dazai never thought of being a human being.

Before Zhong Yuan Zhong also reacted, he retracted his face nonchalantly, and handed him a look that didn't deserve to be beaten.

Ah, Zhong also didn't think he would be kind enough to share refreshments, did he?Just to show you.

If you want to eat, go out and turn right to China Street.

Nakahara, who was suffocated by Osamu Dazai's actions, took a lot of effort to restrain his violent temper, and decided to ignore this silly criticism for the time being.

Damn, he should care about mentally handicapped children and not be fussy :)

the other side.

Feng Xinzhi, who didn't mind chatting with her but could roughly guess the reason for hanging up the phone, walked quietly along the street, and her footsteps paused slightly when passing the park in the middle of the street.

There was an unexpected surprise smile on his face.

Cat, found it.

……

According to legend, Natsume Soseki, the most powerful person in Yokohama, used the power "I am a cat" to transform into a three-colored cat that will not be particularly noticed to observe all changes in Yokohama.

This change naturally included Mafia at the port picking up people at the station with great fanfare yesterday.

Originally, his student Mori Ogai was firmly seated as the leader of Mafia at the port, but he accidentally capsized and was usurped by the new leader Osamu Dazai, who announced his death from illness.

Fortunately, the dead Mori Ogai saved his life and became the director of an orphanage in Yokohama.

This result is neither good nor bad, but unfortunately, his three-minute idea will probably be shelved.

Natsume Sanhuamao secretly looked at Hyacinth who was sitting on the bench and was about to take a short break.

This is the boy who was picked up by the port Mafia yesterday.

Unexpectedly surprising.

Feng Xinzhi raised his eyes to look at him, but his eyes were almost peaceful, without any aggressiveness.

Natsume Soseki, who was discovered, rationally denied this cognition, but he didn't leave. Instead, he jumped on the armrest of the bench to observe closely.

Knowing that the other party is dangerous, but somehow want to get close.

...and then it became like this.

Natsume Mao, who was held in Feng Xinzhi's arms, was seriously reflecting on his behavior, and felt that he could not be completely blamed for such things as the collapse of the human body.

One is that the dried fish is too appetizing, and the other is that he can't get caught in the rain when it rains.

Natsume Soseki, who he had convinced himself, nestled in Feng Xinzhi's arms with peace of mind. Although it felt a little subtle, he was just a cat after all.

It seems nothing to be hugged twice after eating dried fish.

He flicked his tail and relaxed.

The shattered rain rolls softly with the light wind, and people come and go in the street in front of the red brick warehouse.

Feng Xinzhi put away the umbrella, hung it at the entrance of the corridor, then walked up to the fourth floor with the cat in his arms and the bag of snacks.

I'm going to the High School of Conjuration in a day or two, so I won't have time to visit at that time.

He knocked on the door of the Armed Detective Agency.

It was Oda Sakunosuke who came to open the door.

This older-looking man has copper-colored hair, a slightly mature face with a calm and almost natural expression, and the sand-colored windbreaker on his body fits him well.

No one can see that he was once a professional killer.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Oda."

Odasaku, whose surname was called out by someone he didn't know, gave a blank ah, replied a short hello, and turned sideways to let Feng Xinzhi walk in.

Ranpo Edogawa, who was so bored on the seat and rolled around, opened his emerald green eyes, straightened his body upright, and there was a gleam of light in his eyes.

Dessert taste!

Feng Xinzhi, who put the dessert brought over in Mr. Ranpo's hands, glanced at the president's office.

"Is Mr. Fukuzawa not here?"

Quickly disassembled the packaged Luanbu left-handed cake and right-handed pudding, shaking his head with puffy cheeks.

Oda Saku added for him: "The president went out with Dr. Yosano."

Ah, that would be such a pity.

Feng Xinzhi put down the three-flowered cat in his arms, let him take away the remaining few dried fishes, and quickly jumped out of the gate of Wuzhen.

I don't know if I can bring Natsume-sensei over when I visit next time.

"The purpose of coming here this time is one other purpose besides visiting."

Feng Xinzhi took the tea from Oda Saku and thanked him softly, with some unclear emotions in his eyes.

"I want to entrust Mr. Oda to adopt a person with supernatural powers."

He narrated softly, directly dispelling Odasaku's idea of ​​refusing.

"He lives in an orphanage in a remote area of ​​the western suburbs. He is 14 years old and cannot control his supernatural power very well."

"His name is Atsushi Nakajima."

……

Oda Saku, who sent Feng Xinzhi away and turned back, looked at Ranpo who was still eating snacks, hoping for an opinion from this famous detective who can see the truth at a glance.

Luanbu gnawed on the big cake with his arms in his arms, his voice was a little muffled.

He said.

"Of course I accepted the commission."

What's wrong with being a member for nothing.

It's just that Oda's house may be lively, he remembers that Oda just picked up a person with supernatural powers from the slums, right?

It seems to be called Akutagawa?

Luanbu ate until his cheeks bulged, thinking that the problem should not be serious.

The author has something to say: Feng Xinzhi (pointing to the script): Mr. Ranpo, please change it here.

Ranpo (holding the cake): OK

Osamu Dazai:?The guerrilla captain at my age is gone?

Odasaku who was raped by a cat: ...

Mr. Fukuzawa who made a mistake of [-] million: ...