My Familiar is a Conjurer

Anyone who has stayed in Yokohama for a long time knows that Yokohama is peaceful on the surface, but in fact, there are different forces inside.Needless to say the official, whether it's the Supernatural Secret Service or the ordinary police, they are actually working hard.The gray part is handled by Yokohama's armed detective agency, and the underground forces and all kinds of dirty work are naturally under the control of the port Mafia.

In the port of Mafia, except for the boss Mori Ogai and Aki who are slightly at odds with each other, she is also quite familiar with Osamu Dazai and Nakahara.

Especially Chuya Nakahara, as long as he doesn't discuss the issue of height, he is the port Mafia, no, the best young man in Yokohama except Natsume Takashi.Caring, enthusiastic, polite and polite, handsome, cute and popular cadre - and he became a cadre at the age of 18, he is definitely a good man in every sense.

And now, this good man who is not yet 20 years old actually has a baby? ? ?

"Eh? Why does Miss Aki think so?"

Osamu Dazai was slightly stunned, and then couldn't hold back his laughter: "How is that possible? If it's from Chuya, I'll tell you right away that he has a baby slug, okay?"

"That's your boss? Are you finally going to join forces with that fellow Mori Ogai!"

Hearing the sound of Aki slamming on the table, Osamu Dazai twitched the corners of his mouth, thinking that Ms. Mage might be thinking too much: "It's not Mr. Mori or Chuya, I just want to ask Miss Aki if she can help me. Do me a favor."

"Oh, the guy you want to save has a child."

Thinking of the stand-in doll that Osamu Dazai had been wrestling with himself before, Aki thought about it after thinking about it, and pouted after thinking about the whole of Yokohama: "The child is innocent. In this case, go to the Armed Detective Agency." Wouldn’t it be more convenient to leave them alone if you want to be more ruthless?”

"That's a really good idea, but it's impossible."

"Tsk, you are so troublesome. What about the reward?"

"Last time, Ms. Nanami's identity, Miss Aki, didn't give me any money."

Osamu Dazai said aggrievedly, looked at Aki's expression and immediately raised his hands in surrender: "I know Miss Aki has already given me a substitute doll, so I just want to ask if Aki can help this time, I will pay for it , Absolutely give money."

"Okay, we're all going to the port Mafia, we have kids, and we have some snacks too."

He absent-mindedly tore through the square origami piled next to him, and while slowly making traces, he asked casually, "How many children are there?"

"Five, five."

"……………………"

Feeling the overwhelming pressure in front of him, Osamu Dazai felt that he was really going to bite the handkerchief and cry: "It's not my own, it's all adopted."

"Dazai, I think you are hopeless. Not only are you hopeless, but the guy who raised five children is even more hopeless."

"Actually, Miss Yaji's suggestion before is also correct. I don't have any thoughts about those children, and their life and death have nothing to do with me."

The black-haired young man smiled and said in an instant, leaning back on the chair and looking very lazy: "For me, this matter really has nothing to do with me."

"Then why do you still come to ask me if there is a way?"

"Isn't this what Ms. Yaji told me? People who don't worry about it will die very quickly."

Origami's hand paused slightly, Yaji raised his head and looked at the young man who was smiling nonchalantly in front of him, stretched out his hand and slowly folded the square paper in his hand into a thousand paper cranes.Pulling his tail and watching its fluttering wings, Yaji threw the paper crane in front of him and hummed softly: "Okay, here you are."

"How much? If it's too much, you may have to install it in installments?"

"Tell me about that person. After hearing so much from you, I wonder if you're in love with him."

"It's not so much love—"

Osamu Dazai dragged out his tone, and looked at the thousand paper cranes flying around his head in front of him and smiled more gently: "It's better to say that he shouldn't die at this time. He should be able to write a lot of novels and become famous , it is better to die surrounded by family, friends and fans."

It is rare to hear Osamu Dazai still have such thoughts. Aki curled his lips, thinking that the world is full of wonders, and it is really rare that a few scripts can be stuffed into one person's mind: "Your brain hasn't blown my mind until now." I also think it is amazing, do you want to consider studying it for me?"

"Well, after I die, everything about me will belong to Ms. Yaji. Isn't this matter already agreed upon?"

The sun just fell on his face, the young man's voice was gentle, and his expression was as focused as if he was speaking love words to his lover: "Including all kinds of memories, all belong to you."

"That's after you're dead, don't talk to me about it now that you're alive, give me the advance payment and deposit first!"

However, the other party always has the ability to blow away all this ambiguity with a single sentence, a pair of pitch-black eyes staring at him with a face full of holes, his delicate facial features are slightly distorted, and his hands are clenched tightly as if they are about to explode in the next second. Desk: "Now, give me his information!"

"Wow, Miss Yaji is so scary."

"If you don't give it to me, I'll kill you right away!!"

"It's Odasaku, Odasaku's help."

Immediately raised his hands to surrender, Osamu Dazai looked pitifully at the erupting necromancer lady in front of him, and at the same time glanced at the conjurer familiar who seemed to be staring at him and sighed: "Really, doesn't Aki know him? Oda Tsukuru, Oda Tsukuru, Aki still said he was a good man during Dragon Head War a few years ago."

"But I didn't expect this guy to cut off my nonsense and raise five children. What is he? A saint?"

Thinking that Osamu Dazai might not be able to use the devil as soon as possible because he never wanted to die, Aki felt that this man Oda Sakunosuke was really unforgivable.But thinking about it, I met Nanami Jianren without Osamu Dazai. Miss Necromancer simply and rudely pointed at the thousand paper cranes flying in mid-air, and her tone was a little more angry: "Get out of here if you get something, don't get in the way." Look into my eyes."

"Miss Yaji's words are so old-fashioned, let's change the words."

After saying this, Osamu Dazai immediately grabbed the origami crane and jumped up from his seat, and waved to Aki who exploded in the next second with a smile: "Goodbye, Miss Aki, I spent today with you too Very nice day."

"...Eh? Could it be that that is Ms. Aki's boyfriend??"

Yukimura Hoshina's eyes lit up when she heard the last ear, and looked at the shop owner who seemed to be getting angry and gossips: "Although it looks like the other party is a second-year-old with bandaged eyes, but he is very handsome. And black windbreaker It’s so cool, I like gothic genres as much as Miss Aki, wouldn’t it be better if we are the same kind?”

"This one."

Listening to the gossip about the girl's middle school students, Yaji sat down calmly and poured himself a cup of tea, and even smiled at the little girl: "You guessed wrong, I don't like the type of Dazai."

"Is it 'Dazai'? Why doesn't Ms. Aki like it? She's so handsome."

"Ren Shuai is juxtaposed with being a black mud. It is impossible for people to like black mud. Besides, although the height is indeed good, I like the type with a little muscle."

Sighing at Xingna Yukimura, Aki only felt that he was also very difficult: "It's better to say that what I hate the most is the black-bellied type like Dazai."

"why?"

"Think about it, if a person clearly likes you, but will tease you to see your reaction because he knows you like him, this kind of person is super annoying, right?"

"I'm used to this kind of thing."

Not only Yaji, but even the girls around looked at the girl with a face full of "I understand, I understand" in surprise, and before she had time to ask her where her experience came from, she heard her extremely sad voice: "Because my brother It’s the same kind of person once in a while, just ignore it.”

"Senna, is Yukimura-senpai such a person?"

"It's not all the time. It's just that occasionally I'm a bit darker. I snatch my pudding and say 'this is to prevent Senna from getting fat' or something. How can I be fat! It's obvious that he wants to eat pudding and steal my pudding. Don't admit it, hum."

Watching the little girls quickly turn the topic to Yukimura Hoshina's brother, Aki didn't pay much attention after listening to it for a while, and watched with a smile as they walked out of the store after shopping and closed the store before they had time to clean up the table Looking at the books on the Internet, he saw that his familiar Mr. Demon had already sat opposite to him.

"This seat is usually reserved for customers. Could it be that Jianren-sang has any business that he wants to do with me?"

deal?

Just now he seemed to feel her anger towards that Dazai Osamu, but now the emotion conveyed through the contract is stable and with a little expectation, as if he really felt that he had some deal to make with her, even Both eyes are shining.

"Although Jian Rensang owes me a lot of money, you don't have to worry about the debt anyway, right?"

"so."

After a moment of silence, Jianren Qihai looked at the girl in front of him, but in the end he only asked the most common question.

"What would Miss Yaji want to eat tonight?"

"……what?"

Dinner has always been made by Qihai Jianren. It’s not that Yaji’s craftsmanship is not good enough. In her words, “I’m tired of eating the dishes I cook for myself. Is there anything wrong with trying other people’s dishes specially cooked for me?” It’s not the same”, forcibly handing over the kitchen to him.

In terms of cooking, Qihai Jianren is just so-so, but every time he looks at Yaji who seems to be very satisfied and shouts "I will pay you more", he immediately acquiesces in cooking by himself.

"Anything is fine?"

"Probably, I'll try my best."

"Then I want to eat hamburger meat."

Yaji looked at Jianren Qihai who was a little stunned and blinked his eyes, as if he understood something, looked down at himself and grabbed his hand because he was too excited, and when he should let it go, he didn't know why he was reluctant to let it go.

"I see."

Feeling the cool temperature of the hand wrapped around her, Jianren Qihai seemed to be getting worse, Yaji who wanted to put his hand on her face tried slightly to pull it back, but as a familiar, he couldn't defy him Instead, he felt a throbbing pain in his head because of the backlash of the contract.

"Speaking of which, has Jianren-sang always been this warm?"

Putting his hand directly on his face, Yaji sighed softly, closed his eyes slightly and rubbed his hands: "Don't take it back so quickly, let me cover it again. That's great, I've been cold all the time , The heating is turned on too high and consumes too much electricity."

"why?"

"Because I'm a necromancer, you can feel the body temperature of a necromancer, right? It's much lower than ordinary people."

When Yaji opened his eyes, he finally let go of his hands, leaned close to his face and watched his familiar's slightly pale face, feeling a little strange: "Wait, Jianren-san, what's wrong with you? It seems a little strange. "

"No, I'm fine."

"How could it be all right? The voice is hoarse."

Her fingertips seemed to touch her throat, and when she felt the cool touch, Jianren Qihai suddenly looked at Miss Necromancer with a concerned expression, and felt that she seemed to be anxious, as if trying to stop her approaching, but can't stop the inner longing.

What is he longing for?If it is a desire to be touched, then as long as it is touched, there is no problem, or is it only her temperature that can calm oneself down?

The throbbing pain in his head became more and more obvious, and he even began to tremble slightly.After noticing this, Yaji suddenly reacted, and patted his forehead with some annoyance: "Did you not let me touch my hand just now, and then touched the familiar contract... No, I used the partner contract. How can you feel pain when you reject my idea?"

But now I don’t have time to think about this problem anymore. I used several healing spells in a hurry but it didn’t have any effect. Aki couldn’t hold back and also turned on the empathy. When he felt this crushing pain, he subconsciously held it again. up his hand.

"It's okay, it's okay, what did the teacher say he did to Miss Martina? Oh yes, I remembered!"

As if she had thought of a solution, the girl carefully clenched her familiar's fingers and slowly raised his hand, then lowered her head and kissed the back of his hand gently as if trying to test it.

As if the pain of being whipped stopped abruptly the moment her lips touched her skin, the soft and moist touch on the back of her hand was magnified countless times and transmitted back to her brain.When his hands were released, Qihai Jianren looked down at the concerned girl, stood up from his seat very stiffly, and walked into the kitchen behind the store with a posture of fleeing: "You just now Say you want hamburger for dinner, right?"

"Yeah, yes, can Jianren-sang do it for me?"

"It may take a while."

"Eh? Then I'll go to the living room to wait for you after I tidy up the store. Jianren remember to make me hamburger meat quickly."

Walking quickly all the way back to the residential space behind the shop, Mr. Familiar standing in the kitchen turned on the faucet and stared at the back of his hands, wanting to rinse with water but froze his hands in mid-air.

That contract should only restrain him from rejecting Yaji's request, so now he doesn't want to wash the back of his hand that she kissed just now, so what is he thinking?