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"I'm going out."

With Osamu Dazai holding 100 billion in his hand, it feels like his whole body has become stiff.Standing at the entrance of the hotel, he turned his head and smiled at Gojo Satoru so sweetly, the kind that can drip sugar water.

"together?"

Gojo Satoru let out a loud "ohhh" in his heart: "Together!"

After the two of them went out together, Kunikida asked with a strange expression: "Speaking of which, what's the matter with Dazai? Just now, he seemed to be a bit disgusted with Mr. Gojo... um, a little bit?"

No one answered him.

Only Yu Xie Ye said to himself: "People who are in love are really troublesome."

"Why bother so much?" Edogawa Ranpo said after eating a strawberry Daifuku, "Anyway, Dazai won't suffer."

Kunikida: "..." What I'm worried about is that Dazai will suffer? !What I'm worried about is that Mr. Gojo, the person in charge of the magic department, will suffer!Where will the face of the detective agency be put at that time? !

Seeing the forbearable worry on his face, Mr. Detective shook his head, and took another strawberry Daifuku.

... Dazai, he is a very shrewd person, his grasp of people's hearts is unfathomable, and there are some things that no one needs to remind.

The key point is only whether that guy Dazai's attitude is negative or positive.

The above is under normal circumstances, it is not enough to face a person with Gojo Satoru's character.

No matter whether Dazai showed his |points|thorns| all over his body, or turned his face cold and hardened his heart, Gojo Satoru couldn't be scared away.

Facing the situation of escaping and being unable to escape, then there is only one result, and that is that the coward has a choice to give in a little bit.

Then, like a possum, he stood on a tree branch and poked his head cautiously to observe the situation of the battle.

It's okay, just keep watching.

If something happens, hide it immediately.

For a coward, taking that step back is a great deal of determination, and the uneasiness in his heart can be imagined without [super reasoning].

"Mr. Gojo, Mr. Dazai." The person who was temporarily called to act as the driver was Iji Kitaka who had met Osamu Dazai several times: "Where are you going?"

Gojo Satoru looked sideways at Dazai Osamu with a smile, as if he would never refute.

Yidizhi Jiegao: "..." He didn't even know, it turned out that the dog|trick|came|kill|killed the dog now.

"Binmori Town." Osamu Dazai reported the address, and he caught a glimpse of the white-haired man from the corner of his eye, and the corner of his mouth twitched instantly.

... This is artificially affectionate.

It took a lot of effort for Osamu Dazai to swallow the disgusting complaints with difficulty.

Arriving at the destination, Osamu Dazai quickly saw the person who had agreed to meet, and greeted Yanyan with a smile, "Long time no see, Mr. Reborn."

Gojo Satoru stood next to Osamu Dazai in a protective posture, raised his hand and pushed back the sunglasses on his nose, covering his blue pupils so that no one could see him.

This little baby is not quite right, the soul is imprisoned... Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows in amusement, wow, are you cursed?

Reborn stared at Osamu Dazai with dark eyes, and snorted for a while: "You finally look human."

"Hey, hey." Osamu Dazai quit immediately, gestured and said, "I've always been super-human, okay!"

Reborn was noncommittal, and asked instead: "It's not early if there is no profit, what do you want?"

"Does it count to help Mr. Reborn, or the Pengel family to solve their problems?"

Osamu Dazai tilted his head and said with a harmless smile: "I heard that the Pengo Lie family planned to fight for the ring in Japan? But because the Ministry of Internal Affairs disagreed, the plan was put on hold for nearly half a month. Woolen cloth."

"Oh? So?" Reborn raised his dark eyes: "Can you get the annoying Ministry of Internal Affairs to agree?"

Osamu Dazai put his hands in his pockets and smiled brightly: "Of course. But Mr. Reborn also knows, right? I won't do unprofitable troublesome things."

Reborn stared straight at him, was silent for a moment, then compromised: "Say."

"I need the Assassin|Assassin|Team|Team|Varian of the Vongola family to help me." Osamu Dazai said unceremoniously, "Don't worry, it's not a free hire. Anyway, when I help clear the Ministry of Internal Affairs, they are also idle. Do you have nothing to do? Earn some pocket money."

Reborn stroked his temples: "How much?"

Osamu Dazai raised his hand and made a gesture: "30 billion."

"Add 20 billion, I'm in charge of motivating XANXUS."

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai hesitated.

If it wasn't for the wrong location, and there was still a light bulb, just because of his hesitant appearance, Gojo Satoru felt that he couldn't help |kiss| go up.

Reborn said quietly: "That's Varian, an internationally renowned|assassination|assassination|brand."

Osamu Dazai pursed his lips: "Okay, it's not unacceptable. However, after it makes sense, I will only pay [-] million in advance."

Reborn nodded.It's not that Reborn is easy to deceive, it's really Dazai Osamu's poor temperament, which has been shaped too deeply in the hearts of the people from the past.

Dazai Osamu smiled at the walking A|T|M| machine Gojo Gojo.

Look, this saves 50 billion - Osamu Dazai seemed to be showing off to Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru: [A plant.jpg] I want to kiss you! ! !

After briefly explaining the situation to Reborn, Osamu Dazai planned to take Gojo Satoru to leave.

"Speaking of..." Reborn stopped his footsteps: "Do you still remember Dino? Do you know that you are still his psychological shadow until now?"

"Huh? Is this the case?" Osamu Dazai widened his eyes, and then showed a face of comprehension: "Oh! I remembered! Tsk tsk, I didn't say that, Mr. Reborn's disciple is too bad, right?"

Osamu Dazai shook his head, looking as if he felt sorry for Reborn and was ashamed: "It's just a small amount of money cheated on him. The little lamb of the Gabriel family, who is synonymous with stupid people and rich money, should have been cheated long ago|money| It’s the right consciousness.”

Reborn gritted his teeth and tugged at the brim of his hat: ...Damn!

"So, let me meet Mr. Reborn's current disciple soon?" Osamu Dazai suggested enthusiastically.

"I'll get back to you before three o'clock in the afternoon." Reborn jumped off the fence, turned around and left: "Walk slowly and don't see you off."

"Pfft—" Gojo Satoru was amused by the little baby's back full of vicissitudes, and stretched out his arms to wrap Dazai Osamu's shoulder: "Why are you bullying his disciple?"

Osamu Dazai pursed his lips: "Not at all, it's that Dino's mental capacity is too weak, but he was cheated of a mere [-] million US dollars."

At that time, it was the initial stage of the port | black | hand |

"Oh?" Gojo Satoru rubbed his earlobe lightly with his teeth|teeth|, and said with a low smile, "What about the process? You are the psychological shadow of others, you have played tricks a lot, haven't you?"

Osamu Dazai froze, and said: "1, 2..."

"Okay, okay." Gojo Satoru immediately backed away, raised his hands with a smile and announced his surrender: "It's wrong, it's wrong."

"Heh." Osamu Dazai squinted his eyes and sneered, he couldn't take a single step back from this guy, otherwise he would push forward.

On the way back, Osamu Dazai sent an email to Mori Ogai.

The content is very simple: [Choose one of the two.

One, make a rebellious posture when facing the combination.

Second, the person in charge of the Conjuration Department offered a reward to you, Mr. Mori, with no upper limit on the amount. 】

Osamu Dazai sincerely believes that Wujo Satoru is especially useful at this time.

"Where is Mr. Dazai going?" Yidizhi learned to be smart this time, and asked Dazai directly, resolutely not giving Gojo Wuxiu a chance to show affection.

"Go back to Gashuen." Dazai Osamu said, he originally wanted to find Yato, but after thinking about it carefully, if the death tour starts, a phone call is probably enough.

If not enough...

Heh, the original reward was from the shrine, and he didn't mind dismantling the things given away.

"Speaking of which, you're not worried at all." Thinking of death and return, Dazai Osamu suddenly said: "Aren't you afraid of any changes in the time you go out?"

Hearing this, Gojo Satoru spread out his palms: "What's the use of worrying? Even if you know about the "death and death tour", you still don't know what the devil is or what kind of conspiracy it has."

Instead of worrying or directly participating in the death and death tour, he might as well wait for his little boyfriend to make suggestions, and he can just go up and fight.

Husband and wife work together to break gold, happy~

Osamu Dazai nodded slightly, indeed, now is not the best time to participate in the death tour.With the guy who is afraid of chaos in the world, no one knows what variables are there in the so-called "death tour".

"Nineteen days..." Osamu Dazai read softly, counting from the time when the Minister of Farming called him privately...

Osamu Dazai squinted his eyes: "Counting today, it's already the fifth day that Fukuroe's sister was forced to participate, isn't it?"

"Yes." Gojo Satoru still smiled, "There is no pressure, don't forget there is me."

He is not someone who forgets about his students when he has a boyfriend. He has already prepared for the worst, which is to participate in the death tour alone without any variables.

He once assured Hui that their siblings were safe, so he was also their guardian after all.Well, though, Hui and his sister won't need him as a guardian when they come of age.

Osamu Dazai gave him a blank look, he should say that, right?There is no pressure at all. Once the external problems are resolved, it is enough to destroy each barrier.

The journey of death and death will not end, but it did not say that the enchantment cannot be destroyed.

Thinking about it, Osamu Dazai sighed slowly, if the boy would always be a boy, no matter whether Megumi Fukuro or Atsushi Nakajima, they would not have to bear such great pressure.

A sigh was exchanged for the overlapping of two palms.

At this moment, the hustle and bustle of midsummer returned to silence, and the clasping of the two palms made each other feel the beating of the other's pulse.

Thousands of words accumulated in the heart, all turned into a tacit understanding without words.

Reborn was quite punctual, saying it was three o'clock, and the card replied "ok" at 59:[-].

"So, what's going on with this Italian assassination unit?" Kunikida looked at the information and asked suspiciously, "If I'm not wrong, this is Varian Varian, right?"

"Well..." Osamu Dazai sat on the sofa in the dining room, leisurely read the suicide|suicide|reading book, and took the time to answer: "I have contacted it at work before, and I promised to help Peng Lie solve a small problem." .”

"This, that's it." Kunikida breathed a sigh of relief. Since it was a foreign aid, he should have some sense of propriety in doing things. He said again: "Then what's the matter with the port|black|hand|party|?"

"That would be easier." Osamu Dazai reluctantly moved his gaze away from the suicide book, "Find an intermediary to send a message to the Hong Kong|black|chief. Offer a reward to the other party."

Kunikida's mouth twitched: "How long can this last?"

Fortunately, Varian said that if the port | black | hand | party | wants a reward of 70 billion from London after all, once the combination reacts, the effect of containment may be discounted.

"Tsk tsk." Osamu Dazai shook his head and clicked his tongue: "In the current situation, one is to buy time, and the other is to force the turbulent hand behind the scenes to show up. The other things are not so important."

Saying that, Osamu Dazai looked forward.

The young people were chatting and laughing together, and Atsushi Nakajima, who was not a few years younger than them, blended in very well. Because he lost a game of checkers, he was just flicked on the forehead by the girl Wild Rose, and his eyes were full of tears.

Suddenly, Osamu Dazai happened to meet Megumi Fukuro who raised his head inadvertently, and his iris-colored eyes flickered.

He raised his lips reassuringly.

Fu Hei Hui understood and nodded solemnly.

Suddenly, the line of sight was completely occupied by a handsome face.

Gojo Satoru bent over, leaning in front of Osamu Dazai, the corners of his lips were as enviable as ever.

Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes, he thought, this smile is probably worth chewing on repeatedly, until one day he ushers in |death|death, will he still find it interesting?

Who made... this smile appeared so just right.

"You like me." Wujo Wuyang said with a smile.

He said this four years ago, with full expectations, but he didn't expect an answer. This time... the same, it doesn't matter if he doesn't need to answer, he still has a lifetime to wait for an answer.

Holding his breath in silence, Osamu Dazai blinked suddenly, gently opened and closed the suicide book, got up and left.

There is only one sentence floating in the air: "I like my complete |suicide|reader best, but I have also read Borges Talking about Art."

"...What do you mean?" Wujo Satoru had to ask for help.

Fukuzawa Yukichi warned the famous detective not to touch rough dim sum before dinner. He was so angry|dead|to his feet that he stood up suddenly: "Look what's the use of us?! We have the words "Lucky Soul" written on our faces Well?!"

"Random steps."

"Oh, I see, I was wrong, I was wrong."

"I mean you just hid a chunky pastry, I saw it."

"...Okay, just take it out."

Gojo Satoru was holding the phone, looking at the searched content, his heart was beating too actively.