In the Shura field, I just want to work and earn money

On the Saturday when I made an appointment to meet Toshio Maeda, the weather was fine, Kataki spent a long time picking and choosing in the dressing room, and felt more and more that she needed to buy new clothes, especially some other styles of clothes.

Her love of cuteness and fur is genuine, but not to the point of having to wear this over-the-top outfit every day, as she imagined when she lost her memory.

The reason for this is to create a contrast. People who are exaggerated and eye-catching suddenly change to a normal style, and the possibility of being recognized at a glance will be reduced. The effect is not bad, and sometimes even acquaintances can’t react.

#Every day a life-saving tips#

Although she doesn't need this kind of cleverness now, the habit has continued over time until now, and the wardrobe is so spectacular in retrospect.

Pianwu picked out a burgundy dress from the closet and put on a bowknot headband of the same color. She made gestures and finally put on a pair of heart-shaped sunglasses.Facing the mirror, she straightened her carefully styled hairstyle. She curled the hair that had been permed by the curling iron with her fingers, and the black hair bounced a little.The feet wearing white lace cuffed socks stepped into a pair of wine red cross leather shoes, completing the last step of goosebumps on this body.

After dressing up, Pianwu checked the pens and paper hidden under the clothes and jewelry, picked up the plush rabbit shoulder bag and pushed open the door.

Set off--!

According to the frequency of making up lessons and playing with each other, this time it was his turn to go out with Toshio Maeda.

From the Maeda family's point of view, hiring her to accompany Maeda Toshio to fly a kite and read novels may be the same as finding a sparring partner for Glory of Kings.

She appreciates the attitude of rich people not to treat money as money.

However, when they arrived at the agreed place, there was only one person present. The driver of Maeda's family apologized and told them that they were stuck in traffic, but Gojo Satoru was more simple and rude, and he was just ordinary late.

Pianwu, who stepped on the spot, thought, is she the one who has the most sense of time?

Forget about force majeure like traffic jams, what happened to Gojo Satoru?It turned out that not only was he late for work, but he was also late for something that was tentatively counted as a date! ?

She suddenly understood Mr. Yizhi's breakdown.

Pian Wu looked at the time and sat idly on the swing in the park, with his toes lightly touching the ground. The old swing was shaking slowly, making a "squeak" sound from time to time.

Speaking of which, this is where she first met Muku in reality.

Five years have passed, and the scene in memory is exactly the same, without any change.

She played on the swing for a while, and suddenly, a large shadow fell behind her and enveloped her, as if she had returned to a certain scene in the past, but this time it was not Liudao Mukui.

She stopped the swinging swing with her toes, looked up slightly, and saw the handsome and handsome face of the black-haired young man. The breeze blew his curly hair, and the iris eyes were covered for a moment. The moment it comes down reveals itself again.

There was a clear and clear smile on his face: "Good afternoon, Miss Undead Yuan."

"Mr. Dazai~" Katagiri called out sweetly, and she blinked, "Aren't you going to rest today?"

"Temporary overtime——" Osamu Dazai dragged his voice weakly, complaining dissatisfiedly, "It was just over, and it was that Imagawa Mamoru again... Fortunately, I didn't have a date with Ms. Fudehara today, otherwise I would definitely skip work. "

"What's up with him?"

"The team led by him suddenly attacked a lot of people, but the victims seem to be people from the port of Mafia."

"..." Oh, it turned out that she was the culprit who caused him to work overtime.

Osamu Dazai pushed the swing, he glanced at the smiling black-haired girl, and suddenly realized: "Miss Fushihara ordered it."

"Please don't make it sound like I'm their leader." Katagiri said with a smile, "I'm just sacrificing myself for a small request."

"It's better not to use such a terrible word as 'sacrifice'." Dazai Osamu looked at the girl sitting on the swing swinging up and down, her black hair fluttering in the air, "Why is Ms. Immortal Hara here?"

"I……"

"—Sorry sorry, I'm late~"

The man's frivolous voice unapologetically interrupted the mist that was just about to speak. He strode to the front of the swing, ignoring Osamu Dazai who was about to poke him to death with his eyes, and carried the petite girl down and placed it on the ground: "Have you been waiting, Chihiro?"

"I……"

"right."

The fog was interrupted again, and Osamu Dazai stared at the strongest conjurer with a bland smile, as if she had been waiting here for three days and three nights: "It's too much for a girl to wait so long, Gojo-kun Can't keep up with the pace of life of young people?"

Osamu Dazai, 22, looked at Gojo Satoru, 28, defiantly.

Katagiri calculated, very good, the two of them together are not as old as Toshio Maeda.

"you……"

"Sister Qianyu!"

The mist that was interrupted for the third time was relieved, she put on a commercial smile, and caught the little boy who was flying towards her: "Long time no see, Junxiong."

"Long time no see!" Toshio Maeda raised his head excitedly. He glanced at Gojo Satoru and then at Dazai Osamu. The keen intuition from a child immediately sensed the delicate atmosphere between the three of them. He looked confused, " Sister Qianyu, is this brother your new boyfriend? Have you dumped Wutiao brother?"

Osamu Dazai smiled: "...Huh?"

"What?" Pian Wu was stunned for a moment, and then she suddenly remembered that they were regarded as a couple during the amnesia period, so she just pretended to be a couple.

But Maeda Toshio didn't know about this, he looked at her worriedly: "Have you been caught? It doesn't matter, I support sister Qianyu, brother Wujo seems very unreliable."

"..." Pianwu suspected that he seemed to have imagined the horror story of her cheating and being caught, "It's not what you think."

Moreover, if you have to say it, Mr. Dazai is not reliable, is he?Maybe he is better than Wu in the point of not being late for an appointment, but he——will pay on credit! ! !

"Chihiro didn't dump me." Gojo Satoru nodded in agreement, "We have a very good relationship."

Because the premise of dumping him is that they dated!How can you dump him if you haven't been together!

"My little friend, your elder sister Qianyu wants to dump Mr. Gojo on the premise of their relationship." Dazai Osamu said with a smile, and he was familiar with the dazed Toshio Maeda, "You must have misunderstood Don't worry about their relationship, your sister Qianyu is so young and cute, she is not yet 20 years old, it is impossible to fall in love with 30-year-old Mr. Gojo~"

Gojo Satoru looked dissatisfied at Osamu Dazai who rounded up his age: "Hey, why is Chihiro less than 20 years old, and I would be 30 years old here?"

The age difference of nine years was twisted into a teenager by him abruptly!

After hearing this, Pianwu was unhappy: "I'm not even 20 years old!"

Toshio Maeda said in a low voice: "But Brother Gojo said he was your boyfriend at the time, and you didn't deny it..."

Pianwu: "..."

But she didn't admit it either!

Three pairs of eyes stared at her in unison, and she couldn't hold back her smile: "Just think we broke up peacefully."

"You can't be so casual. If you don't date, you don't have a date. Otherwise, Miss Bushihara will have an extra ex-boyfriend out of thin air? This is related to your reputation." Osamu Dazai was talking nonsense seriously, as if he didn't know that the two of them were also friends. It was misrepresented as the rumor of breaking up couples, and he was one of the murderers who contributed to it.

"I can't help it. At that time, Qianyu was not in a good condition and had to live in my house. This situation is not a couple, but it will hurt the reputation, right? Mr. Dazai can understand?" Gojo Satoru threw out the cohabitation without pain. breaking news.

Osamu Dazai almost broke his defense: "..."

He understands what the hell, why did they live together?

"Okay, don't make trouble for now." Pian Wu interrupted their meaningless bickering with a headache, and assumed the stability that an adult should have. She rubbed the head of the child in her arms and smiled sweetly at him, " What do you want to play today?"

Maeda Toshio resolutely gave up on the two irrelevant and unreliable men, and asked enthusiastically, "Can I go to the arcade?"

"of course."

So, a four-person team of two men, one woman and one child (or maybe one woman and three children) marched to the nearby arcade.

"Qianyu, why is Dazai-kun here?" Gojo Satoru grabbed the black-haired girl's shoulders, glanced at Dazai with his blue eyes under the sunglasses, and whispered to her, "This is a serious commission. "

Pianwu really wanted to tell him that since the second he threatened Junxiong, it was not a serious commission.

"It doesn't matter if Junxiong doesn't object."

The petite girl barely reached the white-haired man's chest, she struggled to break free from his restraint, but before she could breathe a sigh of relief, the next second, the black-haired man next to her stretched out his arms to her slender waist with a smile on her face. A more intimate gesture took her into his arms.

"It's useless to object." Dazai Osamu rubbed her like a big cat, "The arcade is a public place where everyone can go."

Gojo Satoru smiled and pulled Pianwu's hand. Unexpectedly, she was hugged tightly by Dazai Osamu, and he didn't dare to use too much force, for fear of accidentally hurting the fragile little girl like a porcelain doll: "Public places should be more careful. own behavior?"

"What's wrong with my behavior?" Osamu Dazai intensified, moved his head provocatively, and put his cheek against the dead-eyed Katagi, "I have always had such a close relationship with Ms. Fudehara."

"Is it the kind of intimacy that I call each other's surnames with Ms. Undead Hara?"

Osamu Dazai, who was poked at the sore spot, froze for a moment. It was an exaggerated reaction to a person like him who didn't show his emotions. Kataki, who was about to push away the head that was sticking to him, withdrew his hand reluctantly.

"At Gojo-kun's age, I might not understand." Osamu Dazai tightened his hands calmly, and showed a "friendly" smile to the strongest magician, "This is between me and Ms. Undead Hara. fun."

Pianwu: "..."

She felt that her unbearable heart was superfluous.

"Sister Qianyu." Maeda Toshio curiously drove the three of them back and forth, and asked if they didn't understand, "What is fun?"

"It's a happy and irreplaceable thing." Osamu Dazai didn't think there was anything wrong with the 11-year-old boy science, "It would be very happy if it happened between me and Ms. Fudehara, but if she was replaced When you're a 30-year-old middle-aged man, it becomes uncomfortable."

Katagiri couldn't take it anymore, and pushed Dazai Osamu's head away with a slap: "Don't indoctrinate my customers and children with such weird things!"