How did the good of order become the confidant of the villain? !

"What happened after that? The other party who was touched by this attitude officially included you in the trustworthy range?"

"I'm not sure, maybe it's true to say that. Even though I didn't do anything deliberately, just try to take care of and accompany me by my side, the relationship is no longer as stagnant as before, and it seems to be gradually getting closer."

"Isn't that great, what's bothering you?"

"...Probably, troubled by the nature of this relationship."

In the coffee shop on the first floor of the Detective Agency, Amamiya Tsui sat opposite the already familiar A World Dazai Osamu, stirring the drink in the cup with a spoon from time to time, looking a little absent-minded.

"Like Obasan who has endured so much hardship and his ignorant mentally handicapped son, or the nanny who keeps wiping his ass behind the naughty young master—even if I haven't made a few normal friends, I can still feel that now and Dazai The way you get along with Mr. is very strange."

As far as the word "friend" is concerned, it strays too far from this category.

Osamu Dazai enthusiastically stirred the latte art in the cup into an invisible paste. Hearing the words, he smiled slightly, but did not discuss this topic, but moved away from the topic.

"As we mentioned last time, his excessive concern for Oda is an obvious suspicious point, and it deserves more attention. During this time, have you investigated anything?"

"One thing that is certain is that Mr. Dazai has never interacted with this person before. He pays so much attention to strangers and is always aware of the development of events, so much so that he can look forward to the future—"

Yu Gongcui put down the coffee in his hand, and looked deeply at the dark-haired young man opposite who finally faded away from his unwholesome attitude and appeared calm and focused.

"Although what I'm going to say next is a bit ridiculous, but since you have accepted my story well, you probably don't care about this little speculation."

Tapping the rim of the porcelain cup lightly with a spoon, Osamu Dazai happily made the same judgment as him.

"Isn't this kind of setting very popular in recent novels? Because of some kind of accident, he died with regret, and found out that he was reborn when he was young, so he decided to stay away from him in order to protect his best friend. Well, although I am not good at reasoning, But that's probably the truth!"

Before Yu Gongcui could express his opinion, he changed the subject abruptly and sighed with complicated emotions.

"It's really sad that such an opportunity happens to the kind of coward who wants to die."

Osamu Dazai confidently made a conclusion based on the idea that "the one who knows oneself best is of course himself".She has long been used to his blatant dislike for herself, and understands that this is just an opportunity to comment on another person. Yu Gongcui pursed her lips helplessly, and looked out of the window pretending to be deaf.

The weather is fine today, and the sun shines down from the cloudless sky, coating the pedestrians in twos and threes on the street with a soft golden edge.A gentle breeze blowing from the direction of Yokohama Port caressed his face, and at the same time brought the water vapor from the depths of the sea and the rough salty smell.

The person on the opposite side followed his gaze and seemed to be a little moved.

"It's such a fine weather, suitable for a refreshing sacrifice of love."

As if he said something that would surprise ordinary people, the young man rested his chin on one hand, tilted his head slightly, and smiled sweetly at his unresponsive companion.

"Hey, I said Yugong, do you want to accompany me—"

The sudden ringing of the phone in his pocket interrupted his invitation. Osamu Dazai took out the phone with puffy cheeks and looked at it. He made an exaggerated expression of disgust, and then rolled his eyes, stood up with a whoosh, and the phone kept ringing The mobile phone was pressed against Yu Gongcui's cheek.

The latter only had time to raise his eyebrows in surprise, and then Kunikida Doppo's violent roar rang in his ears.

"Bastard Dazai, where the hell have you been?!! Have you completed the task assigned to you! If you delay the overall progress of this commission because of you alone, then I guarantee that I will definitely pour you into a concrete pile and throw you into it!" Pier, lie on the bottom of the sea and reflect on your sinful life!!"

Subconsciously, Amamiya Tsui wanted to lean back, but she pulled her body back abruptly, holding her breath, and waited until Kunikida had vented her anger before coughing lightly to say hello.

"Good morning, Mr. Kunikida."

"...Amiya?" The other person asked in surprise while being embarrassed, "Are you with Dazai?"

"Yes, I met him by chance during his investigation, so I came to sit in the cafe for a while. Now that Mr. Dazai is away, I answered the phone for him without authorization. I'm really sorry."

Kunikida was silent for a while, as if he was digesting some unacceptable reality, and finally answered the words.

"There's nothing to apologize for. But Amamiya, you have to be careful about Dazai, don't be easily fooled by this kind of person. He is—"

Osamu Dazai took back the phone in a hurry, and hung up the phone with a hey.

Yugong Cui squinted at him, and at some point there was an unconscious smile on her lips: "Are you guilty?"

"No way!" The young man put his hands into the pockets of the sand-colored coat, and he really looked like he didn't know what guilt was. I will listen patiently!"

Ignoring his excuse, Amamiya Tsui stood up, pulled Dazai Osamu by the sleeve and led him out of the door.The latter made a moaning sound, weakly and symbolically resisting, and from time to time uttered salty words such as "It's okay if you don't have to do that kind of work", "The final date is still several days away", and of course the result was Yu Gongcui, who had long been used to this, completely ignored him, and threw him on the road unmoved.

"You still have to do your job well, otherwise life will only become more and more boring."

"Hmm... Is it an experience summed up from Yugong's story?"

"That's right. So, it's a valuable experience that needs to be memorized and practiced."

Dazai Osamu Maomao, who was soft and boneless like seaweed, sighed, no longer paralyzed on Amamiya Tsui, and finally stood upright with his own strength, his eyes wandering around indefinitely.

Knowing exactly what this expression meant, Yu Gongcui moved slightly with a smile, blocking the opponent's route to the bridge, and casually dispelled the desire to be released from hating work by drowning in the water for the rest of his life.

"It's just an investigation, and I will go with you. There is no need to go into the water for this. The crab meat restaurant you like very much is nearby, right? It's almost noon, and it's too late to go after changing wet clothes .”

After a pause, Osamu Dazai took a deep, deep look at Amamiya Tsui as if he had met for the first time, and then looked away, with an expression as if he was enduring something, a little bit entangled and hesitant.

But that vague expression was fleeting, he waved his hand, and corrected the other person's address in a brisk tone.

"You don't need to use honorifics for me. After all, I'm not the same as that person. I'm not Amamiya's boss. Just call me 'Dazai' in a normal way! Or be more intimate, just call me by my first name." !As the aide who provides you with top-secret information, am I not... more like your friend than that me?"

Hearing this, he communicated silently with his eyes wide-eyed companions.

friend?

friend.

I came into contact because I was curious, and I always get along because I can grab value from each other. However, in the frequent meetings and exchanges, the heartfelt words that I speak without burden are facing my colleagues in the detective agency, as well as today. Words that would never be uttered by antagonistic old Hong Kong/Black colleagues.

As if facing a slightly rippling lake, the black-haired boy listened to all his words calmly and silently, without impatience, boredom, comfort or sympathy——

But it does fully understand.

On this point, he is very clear.

Even if this understanding is obtained from Osamu Dazai from another world, what Amamiya Tsui really longs for is the friendship from another person, but since it is also Osamu Dazai, why can't he?

To be understood, to be taken care of by others, to be accompanied by others with their best efforts...the other party studied hard from him, worked hard to achieve their goals bit by bit, and knew that this was what [Osamu Dazai] wanted—but I ignored that since it was the same person, the teacher who taught him these strategy skills also secretly longed for them.

In other words, isn't the desire for this warmth common to all human beings?

Then, regarding the previous statement, "Why can't I", please allow him to make corrections.

【—Since Osamu Dazai is also the same, then I can definitely do it too. 】

Thinking of this, the young man with iris eyes blinked and extended the invitation again in a harmless and sincere tone.

"Call me by my name, Amamiya."

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The mission Kunikida urged was not an important event, but a woman who was disturbed by the recent gathering of smugglers behind the company, so she asked the detective agency to help collect evidence so that they could be handed over to the military and police.

A very easy and relatively safe job - as it should be.

But just by glancing at the map, it was easy to see that the woman was lying.

"It's a dead-end alley. Rats who are ready to run away at any time will not gather in this kind of place. This is equivalent to sending themselves into an urn."

Yu Gongcui calmly came to a conclusion without even using her abilities, and then raised her head to ask the opinions of those around her, "Do you want to go?"

After receiving the latter's undisguised look of expectation, he added a sentence with a little embarrassment.

"...Zhi, Zhijun?"

This shameful nickname of PLAY, which is like a public execution, makes the opposite Osamu Dazai look happy for some reason.The young man in a sand-colored windbreaker stretched contentedly, and took the lead to turn into the narrow alley ahead, obviously already having an idea in mind.

"It's all here, maybe there will be surprises."

Immediately afterwards, he turned a [-]-degree corner of the wall, and then the bloody scene displayed in front of him was beyond recognition, causing Yu Gongcui, who was hit by the shock, to lose his expression for a moment.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa, who controls the ferocious black beast protruding from his coat, now faces the roaring white tiger with his back facing this side.

Standing behind the former is a blond woman who is clearly dressed as a Hong Kong/Black member. Amamiya Tsui has a little impression that she seems to be a member of the Black Lizard Squad, named Higuchi Ichiyo.

The reason why Baihu held back and did not attack was because he was also protecting his companions behind him, the two members of the detective agency who had fallen in a pool of blood.

Although he knew that in this world, Akutagawa joined the mafia and became the trump card, while Atsushi Nakajima was a rookie in the detective agency, but seeing such a direct camp change at this time, he still couldn't help feeling a little confused.

Amamiya Tsui couldn't help taking a closer look at Ryunosuke Akutagawa who was covering his mouth and coughing, and felt that he was much more gloomy than the Butei version he knew.

Akutagawa, who sensed the approach, turned his head vigilantly, but before the disgusted stare fell on Amamiya Tsui, he had already turned a corner halfway, turning into suppressed complex emotions, and unswervingly nailed Dazai beside him. Treat the face.

The latter didn't seem to realize it, and said "Oh, oh, stop fighting", and went straight to the center of the battlefield to check the injuries of the unconscious Tanizaki brothers and sisters.

The neglected Akutagawa Ryunosuke was angry, and lowered his voice to roar: "This time, it is impossible to make your wish come true! Someone offered a reward of 70 billion yuan, and the port mafia must get the money!!"

70 million?

Amamiya Tsui, who was standing at the outermost edge, suddenly caught this key word, knowing how similar the two worlds are, and there is a high probability that the little tiger on his side will also receive a reward, so she couldn't help asking Dazai Osamu, wanting to see the other side Do you know more detailed information.

"Zhijun," he said, "may I ask—?"

Before the words fell, Rashomon had already turned into a beast, and under the control of the furious master, he charged fiercely.

"A face I've never seen before, is Mr. Dazai's new disciple, did he come to show off in front of me specially - who allowed you to call so intimately?!!!"