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"Dazai?" Fukuzawa Yukichi obviously didn't understand Dazai Osamu's behavior when he returned to Yokohama that day.

After thinking about it for a while, the President, like a worried old father, said seriously: "Did the Conjuration Department make you and Dun embarrassing?"

"No." Dazai Osamu sat down opposite the president with a smile, and said bluntly: "President, the superpower group is here for Atsu-kun, offering a reward of 70 billion."

"The detective agency is not afraid of any challenge." Fukuzawa Yukichi said firmly.

Osamu Dazai smiled and said, "That's natural. But I'm worried that the detective society is under attack."

"How to say?"

Osamu Dazai informed President Fukuzawa of the known information in a simple and apprehensive manner.

"I hope my analysis is not wrong." Or is it wrong?

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyebrows: "The group of supernatural powers is coming towards Dun-jun, but the whole incident is a plan for both the conjurer and the superhuman beings hidden in the dark."

Fukuzawa Yukichi's eyes are instantly sharp|like|sharp|blade. The conjurer and the supernatural being are the two largest forces in Japan at present. It can be seen that the people behind them have a big plan.

Osamu Dazai further explained: "Gojo Satoru, who is famous as the strongest on the conjurer's side, has always been one-hearted. Besides, if my analysis is correct, that person should only test his strength against the conjurer."

"The people with supernatural powers are not of one mind. Just against the Shanggang | Mafia | Hand | Party, the chances of winning the detective agency are not great, let alone the supernatural group [combination] eyeing them."

"President's words..." Osamu Dazai paused and said, "You know Mr. Mori very well, don't you?"

Unless it is absolutely necessary, Mori Ogai will never stand on the same front as the detective agency to defend against foreign enemies.

It is in line with Mori Ogai's concept of interests to let the detective agency and the supernatural group | fight | internal friction, and reap the benefits of the fisherman himself.

"So, Dazai, what's your opinion?" Fukuzawa Yukichi thought, since Dazai has analyzed the information so far, he presumably has made a decision, and he just waits for himself to make a decision.

Dazai Osamu bent his eyes and smiled: "Temporarily transfer to Tokyo to establish a cooperative relationship with the conjurer."

Since Gojo Satoru expressed his desire to be used, why should he be polite?Anyway, after all, it is a win-win thing.

"Firstly, it can lure the supernatural group that came from Dunjun to Yokohama; secondly, it can eliminate the opportunity for Hongkong|black|to take advantage of this opportunity to seek benefits."

After all, detective agencies can be transferred collectively, but a huge port|black|hand|party|cannot.What about having a power license?After all, it is an underground | underground | organization | organization, if there is any movement in Hong Kong | black |, the Ministry of the Interior will not let it go.

He can also cooperate with the Ministry of the Interior a little bit to report Hong Kong | Black | some | Tax | Affairs | issues.

Furthermore, the plan of a well-meaning Russian with a particularly long name to cause trouble in Yokohama will be largely destroyed.

Of course—the above is the most ideal situation in the expectation, and whether it can go smoothly depends on the result.

Fukuzawa Yukichi pondered for a moment: "Let me think about it."

"Okay." Osamu Dazai stood up and said with a smile, "Then I'll go first, President, just now Atsushi was attacked by the port|black|hand|gang in Tokyo, and he should be very disturbed now."

After all, it is a child who has never really seen what is "dangerous". The most uncomfortable thing to grow up is being treated with cold words and starving.

As a seedling, even if it grows in adversity, it needs occasional watering and fertilizing care.

"Okay, be careful on the road." Fukuzawa Yukichi said.

"If the president decides to stay in Yokohama, I will take Atsu-kun back immediately." Before leaving the office, Dazai Osamu said.

At that time, no matter what the situation is, he is willing to advance and retreat with the detective agency.What's more, even if his plan is not adopted, with the presence of everyone in the detective agency, this matter is still not impossible to break the situation.

Thinking of this, Osamu Dazai who walked downstairs raised his head to look at the window of the detective agency, and then smiled softly.

He never thought that the detective agency was his home, but there was no doubt that it was a place where he could close his eyes and take a nap in the midst of desolation.

When Osamu Dazai arrived at the Supernatural Secret Service Division, Gojo Satoru happened to be sent out.

The man was taken aback when he saw the young man with black hair and kite eyes.

Osamu Dazai's reaction was extremely calm, he smiled and waved to the young man with glasses: "Long time no see, Ango~"

Gojo Satoru heard the voice engraved in his mind, immediately took off the blindfold, put on the sunglasses again, walked to Dazai Osamu, turned to look at Sakaguchi Ango, his brows slightly moved.

The tone was familiar, as if he was genuinely happy to see a close friend he hadn't seen for many years, Gojo Satoru thought so, but Sakaguchi Ango knew it was not.

Sighing, he replied, "Ah, long time no see, Dazai."

Osamu Dazai shrugged, he turned to look at Gojo Satoru: "Can I go back?"

"Of course." Gojo Satoru smiled.

Watching the car drive away, Ango Sakaguchi sighed and returned to the building. He still had a lot of things to deal with.

"By the way, do you know Mimiko and Nanako?" Gojo Satoru asked, without waiting for Dazai Osamu to respond, he continued: "They were originally... well, let's be considered adopted by Jie, knowing that you will come to support the magic department, they very happy."

"What are you happy about?" Withdrawing his gaze from the window, Osamu Dazai looked at Gojo Satoru with half-empty eyes.

Regardless of the driver's feelings, Gojo Satoru took out the candy from his pocket and unwrapped it.

"Hey! What are you doing?!"

Regardless of Dazai's resistance, Gojo Satoru stuffed the round candy into his mouth with a smile.

Seeing him puffing up half of his cheeks, Wujo Gojo smiled in a good mood, pointed his chin with his fingertips and said, "One, the supernatural being you called rescued them; two, helped Jie get rid of the rope."

"That's it?" Osamu Dazai said vaguely with a chubby candy in his mouth: "One, thanks to whoever saved it; two, that was done by Yato, oh, the method your ancestor told you."

The black-haired, kite-eyed young man pushed away all the credit, just like what happened to Yoshino Junpei, and put himself in a state of "clearly doing a lot, but not letting others know".

Gojo Gojo paused for a moment, then dragged his words lazily and said with a smile: "Okay, okay——I will tell Jie to take care of them and not bother you."

He spread his palms out as he spoke, his appearance of "compromising with tears in his eyes" made Osamu Dazai want to hit someone.

Twisting his lips in disgust, Osamu Dazai licked the candy stuck between his teeth—it was quite a girly strawberry flavor, so he had an inexplicable match with Gojo Satoru...

Osamu Dazai couldn't help but curled up the corners of his lips, and almost couldn't laugh out loud.

At this moment, Gojo Satoru, who had been focusing on Osamu Dazai, curled up his fingers unconsciously.

Tsk tsk, this little expression of trying to hold back a smile... I really owe Rua!

Closing his eyes, sighing patiently, Gojo Satoru opened one eye, turned to Dazai Osamu who was looking at him in astonishment, lifted half of the corner of his lips, and said lazily and meaningfully: "Wait, we will have a long future. "

"...!" Osamu Dazai suddenly turned his face away, and felt that this seemed too cowardly, so he quickly looked over without admitting defeat.

"Pfft—" To be punished!

One couldn't help but laughed out loud, and Gojo Satoru was afraid that Osamu Dazai would become angry, so he hurriedly made amends: "Hey, did you get any information by talking about it?"

Osamu Dazai: "..." No, does this person really think that he can see that he is laughing at himself?

"Where's Mr. Gojo?"

To a certain extent, Dazai Osamu can be said to see a rabbit and not to scatter eagles.

Gojo Satoru smiled and said, "The Supernatural Department remains neutral. I also asked the Minister of Farming, and he said that he would not interfere whether it was the Magic Department or the Supernatural Department."

Not surprised at all.

Osamu Dazai frowned and bit the candy into pieces: "Mr. Nanami called just now. On the way to take Dun-kun to the Ministry of Internal Affairs, he was attacked by people from the port | black | hand | party |."

Gojo Satoru blinked: "Because of that kid?"

"That's right." Osamu Dazai shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "The newcomer of our detective agency was offered a reward of 70 billion by the supernatural group in North America, demanding to be captured alive."

After pondering for a moment, Gojo Gojo lightly frowned and said, "That group of supernatural powers and Suso..."

"Hmm~" Before he could finish his sentence, Osamu Dazai interrupted him: "Behind | the one manipulating everything can only be the same person."

"Who?"

"Fyodor D, the leader of the House of Dead Rats." Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes, "A rat who is good at hiding in dark corners and taking a bite when people are not prepared."

"Look at the expression..." Wujo Wu raised the corners of his lips, "Have you been bitten too?"

"Well, that's right." Osamu Dazai sneered, "I can't think of anyone else who has the guts and ability to simultaneously target the two largest forces in Japan at the same time."

"...What is his purpose for doing this?" Gojo Satoru couldn't quite understand it. After all, it would be unwise to provoke conjurers and supernatural beings at the same time.

"Erasure all those with special abilities?" Osamu Dazai said, "For that guy, all special abilities are evil, although I think he is the evil itself."

At this time, the car parked steadily outside the office building of the Ministry of the Interior.

After getting out of the car, Osamu Dazai leaned down and looked at Gojo Satoru with a smile: "Mr. Gojo, his goal is Yokohama, and Yokohama can help him achieve his goal."

"..." Gojo Goku stared blankly at the person leaving his sight, the car door was closed with a bang, and he recovered from his daze.

Is this... being tempted again?

"Ha!" Gojo Satoru laughed loudly, don't say that this matter involved the conjurer, even if it didn't, just ask him "Will you help me?" and that's it.

Compared with four years ago, his little boyfriend gave him a sense of powerlessness of "knives | guns | invulnerability" just by looking at it, but it really just completely concealed the original exposed wound Just woke up.

Smiling and laughing, Gojo Satoru suddenly suppressed all smiles and lowered his eyebrows.

Of course he will help, his little boyfriend will help him accomplish what he wants in this life.

For that goal, he had made up his mind that even if he sacrificed his life, it wouldn't matter.

"Mr. Gojo?"

"Ah, I'll get out of the car right away." Gojo Satoru opened the car door and got out of the car, walking lazily into the building.

It's a terrible feeling not to be trusted, not depended on.

Atsushi Nakajima didn't need Osamu Dazai to soothe his restless mind.

Jianren Qihai and Xia Youjie, who rushed over after hearing the news, had already calmed down Atsushi Nakajima's mood very well.

As night fell, Kozu Yuuhito and Yoshino Junpei wanted to take Atsushi Nakajima to Tokyo.

Before leaving, Atsushi Nakajima asked Osamu Dazai for his opinion.He wanted to go, but he was worried that his being offered a reward would affect other people.

"Let's go." Dazai said with a smile of course, "They are better than the current Atsu-kun. It's no problem to hide behind them if you have something to do!"

Atsushi Nakajima: "..."

Knotweed & Yoshino: "..." Of course they will protect Atsushi Nakajima, but it is inexplicably uncomfortable to be said so confidently——!

When they went out, Gojo Satoru took advantage of the opportunity to sneak in, completely ignoring what the three of them were thinking and shyly.

"you……"

Without giving Osamu Dazai a chance to speak, Gojo Satoru circled him directly from behind, rubbed his shaggy hair and said, "You have to be more frank."

"Think about it, I'm not as smart as you. Even if I'm a mature adult, I can't guess your mind all the time."

——And you are so sensitive|uneasy, sometimes, if you miss a word or take a breath, you will immediately withdraw your feelings and leave.

As if he had just woken up, Gojo Satoru's voice was hoarse, with a slightly rising and lazy ending, just like that instantly swaying in Dazai Osamu's ears.

The hot air sprayed while speaking hit Dazai Osamu's ears, and soon he felt damp|damp|damp.

Osamu Dazai stiffened suddenly.

"If you say it frankly, you will definitely get what you want?"

"uncertain."

——For example, if you want me to leave your world, I can't do it.

"But if you don't say it, you'll never get it."

——For example, if you tell me to help me, I will definitely help you.

Dazai Osamu's face became tangled for a moment, as if he understood Gojo Satoru's simple words into complicated and difficult math problems.

How long has passed, how long may have been?

In short, this is a very long time for Osamu Dazai, so long that it seems that he has been hugged through the whole summer.

"Okay." He squeezed out almost fragmented sentences from between his lips and teeth: "Frankly speaking, I quite like being hugged."

The person holding him froze, his breath seemed to disappear for a moment, only his heartbeat was accelerating, and accelerating again.

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyelashes, this person is like a pine and cypress, he will not bow his head, he will not bow his head, because of this, when this person bows his arrogant head|head for him, it is difficult for him to persuade himself to leave like four years ago.

use?Yes, he will still use him.

However, at this moment, he suddenly only wanted to whitewash the peace, to hide the self who was made up of conspiracy and tricks and blood.

It doesn't take long, just a moment is enough, he hopes that in this person's eyes, at least for a moment, he is not a strange thing that is covered in |dirty|filthy and hopeless.

After an unknown amount of time, Gojo Satoru let out a long breath, his tense body relaxed little by little, and he felt that all the muscles in his body were sore.

Gently licking the |ear|lobes that are close at hand, feeling the slight |shudder of the |with| body, Gojo Satoru felt that this would not work.

then.

Osamu Dazai, who was suddenly suspended in the air, widened his eyes: "I said..." Don't push further.

Osamu Dazai didn't have time to say these words, and Yuan Mou showed indescribable words.

Gojo Satoru|did|done what he had done|done four years ago, which was to roll him up with a quilt.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

"Hey, sleep well." Wujo Wujo | lay | beside him, buried his face in the pillow, patted the person | coaxing | him to sleep through the quilt.

Very unskilled in business.

It was extremely painful to shoot.

Osamu Dazai, who only showed his head, sincerely suspected that Gojo Satoru wanted to murder|kill|kill him for a long time.