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

Unknowingly, the situation developed into a friendly exchange between Katagiri and Maeda Toshio, and Gojo Satoru and Dazai Osamu's solo was full of flavor, and Toshio's child had no idea that adults would also rely on games to compete.

However, neither of them is the kind of person who can be judged by grown-up standards.

The fierce battle between the two handsome guys with outstanding looks has attracted the attention of many people, but the people they both care about would rather play dance machines with the children than have the slightest intention to talk to them.

The ruthless Lihualuo hits the worker, Fenwu: Work comes first, unless you can give me more money.

The two fought stalemate until Pianwu led Maeda Toshio to the driver who came to pick him up at the entrance of the arcade hall, and they were still fighting.

She stood behind Gojo Satoru, who was closest to the door, with her arms folded, and asked with a sweet smile, "Are you finished?"

As soon as the voice fell, the movements of the characters controlled by Osamu Dazai on the screen became a little slow. Gojo Satoru took advantage of the victory and pursued him. With a fierce operation, he hoisted up the opponent and beat him violently, until the bright "KO" appeared on the screen, showing his strength. victory.

Shining brilliantly in front of the person he likes, Gojo Gojo just wanted to turn around and brag about his superb skills, only to see Osamu Dazai, who deliberately let go of water at the last moment, switch to a pitiful look in a second, and he quickly rushed from the opposite position Facing the mist, like a big black cat acting like a baby to its owner, it hugged her tightly in front of the public.

He put his arms around the black-haired girl who only reached his shoulders, and buried his easy-to-knead head in her neck, making it hard for her who loves fur to refuse.

"Miss Immortal Yuan..." His voice had a lovely trill, and the hot breath he exhaled hit her neck, and his thin lips brushed against her collarbone inadvertently, making her whole body go numb , he seemed to be lonely and said, "I lost."

Gojo Satoru:?

Can it still be like this?Obviously he is the winner! ?

Gojo Satoru was about to drag this brazen human-shaped bandage device away and replace it, but unexpectedly, the black-haired girl stretched out her hand and rubbed Osamu Dazai's hair like a cat: "Mmm, Mr. Dazai has worked hard~"

Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes in favor, and comfortably rubbed the girl in his arms, and still cast a mocking glance at Gojo Satoru, showing a winner's smile.

Gojo Satoru: "...:D"

Of course, Gojo Satoru would not sit still and grab the stalker's collar, which was stuck in a mist, and forcefully dragged him out like catching a cat.

Pianwu's arms lightened up, and she looked at the scene. She didn't expect that Osamu Dazai, who is 181cm, would have a day when someone would take advantage of his height and pull his collar.

The illusion of being cute and pitiful was broken in a second. Dazai Zhi's forehead burst out with veins, and he stared at the white-haired man with a smirk: "You middle-aged uncle..."

Gojo Satoru unceremoniously gave him a blank stare, he threw the person in his hand aside, put on a bright smile, stretched out a finger and pointed at his own face, the faint blue eyes behind the sunglasses opened wide Yuan: "Qianyu, I'm the one who won."

"..." Fortunately, Pianwu almost welded her smile to her face, otherwise she would not be able to face these two people so calmly, and those who didn't know thought they were having some wonderful big competition.

She showed the attitude towards Toshio Maeda, and turned into an emotionless applauding robot: "Enlightenment is really amazing~"

There was a trace of doubt in her heart——

Isn't she off work?Why are you still teasing the kids?Or the one with no money?

……

Pianwu, who was sent by the two to the intersection closest to home, once again realized the seriousness of the matter.

"—Let's say goodbye to Gojo-kun here."

Osamu Dazai gave Gojo Gojo the order to evict the guest in a natural tone, and then looked helpless as if he couldn't help himself, "I accidentally left the work report I wrote at Ms. Fushihara's house yesterday, and it will be handed in on Monday. Kunikida will scold you if you don’t get it back soon.”

Gojo Satoru could hear Dazai Osamu's flamboyance between the lines. Everyone knew that Pianwu had hidden his home address tightly before, and he said with a smile: "Qianyu has lived with me in my house for so long, but I still I haven't been to Qianyu's house, so this time I can reciprocate."

"Are you going to visit empty-handed?" Dazai Osamu showed a surprised expression, and he condemned righteously, "I have been to Ms. Fushihara's house so many times, and almost every time I bring a gift that we both like—— Ah, but do you know what Fudehara-san likes? Maybe you only know the common sense that everyone likes sweets."

Pianwu: "..."

What are they doing again?

She remembered that the two of them didn't confront each other to such an extent last time they met. Why did they connotate each other in a weird way as soon as they opened their mouths this time? Could it be that they had a private enmity?

At present, only Mukuro and Mr. Dazai know the address of her home. Although she is quite casual about it now, neither of the above people seems to be very happy to have an extra "companion", and considering the relationship, the third person knows the address. No matter how people look at it, they should be Zhongye.

So, Pianwu could only politely reject Gojo Satoru with a smile on his face: "Forget about today, and come back later when I have a chance."

"There is no chance in the future." Dazai Osamu whispered in a volume just enough for her to hear.

Pianwu kept smiling and pretended not to hear.

After sending away the reluctant strongest magician, Pianwu was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, otherwise she would always have the illusion that the two of them would fight in the next second.

Although Osamu Dazai's "Disqualification in the World" can invalidate the spell, but in terms of physical skills alone, he is definitely not Gojo Satoru's opponent. If this provocation continues, what if he is really beaten?

Anyway, after defecting to the port of Mafia, she took care of her old friend for so many years. Watching him being beaten, it seemed that she didn't care much about the after-sales service of the free business.

Oh, that doesn't include being beaten up by Mr. Kunikida for not working hard, Mr. Kunikida beats him well.

To sum up, it's better not to stay together with incompatible cats.

Satisfied, Osamu Dazai got rid of the annoying guy as he wished. With his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker, he walked around with the mist while slowly mentioning the things he cared about: "Miss Bushihara only told me about amnesia."

"It's strange to suddenly tell you that I live with someone else without any reason."

Pianwu thinks that this kind of behavior has only one possibility after deliberation, that is to deliberately stimulate the other party!There's no need for her to do this specially!

Osamu Dazai sighed: "Miss Immortal Hara during the amnesia period was the only one who didn't come to see me."

Living with an annoying middle-aged man, asking the annoying slug to get information, not to mention the annoying pineapple monster, if there is only one person in the world who knows that she has amnesia, then that person must be Liudaokuai .

Only he doesn't know.

He, who has always been the quickest to grasp the situation, actually waited until she recovered her memory before finding out from her.

"..." Pianwu looked at the black-haired young man with a complicated expression, he hesitated to speak.

Because, at that time, she thought he was her ex-boyfriend...

Is it reasonable for someone to go to his ex-boyfriend for help when he loses his memory?

Speaking of which, Liudao Mukuo should be blamed for this matter, she asked Dazai Osamu if he was her ex-boyfriend, and his answer was "who knows" - how could anyone play charades on this kind of thing! ?

"You didn't come to me either." Pianwu resolutely decided to change direction to tackle this problem, "The reason why I asked Zhongye for help was that he contacted me first."

Osamu Dazai smiled, but didn't answer.

In fact, he has always wanted to take the initiative to contact her for four years, but he hung up the moment it was broadcast every time, but this is enough.

Clicking on the call log, he could see a row of "fog" stuck in his throat and unable to shout out, which made him feel very relieved, even if none of them were broadcast, at least he knew that she was still somewhere in the world. He lives freely in a corner that he cannot approach or disturb.

And now he can even step into it, but he still can't be satisfied. When the extravagant wish has become a reality, he just wants to get more truth from her while taking it as his own, just like an insatiable, never-satisfied bird. monster.

When the two arrived at the mansion, after a piece of fog turned on all the indoor lights on the first floor, she turned her head to look at the black-haired young man who was taking out slippers from the shoe cabinet. She knew it well and asked deliberately: "Mr. Dazai, Do you remember where you put the work report?"

Osamu Dazai put on his slippers absent-mindedly, ready to confess and be lenient: "Well..."

"I didn't write it~"

Pianwu briskly exposed his lie, she folded her chest and looked at him funny, with a proud face of "I've seen through you a long time ago", "The work report due on Monday, how could you finish it before Saturday?" Finished?"

"Oh." Osamu Dazai blinked, "We've been discovered."

"It's strange if you don't find it." Katagiri turned on the TV casually, and the overly quiet room became more lively, "Mr. Dazai has become less frank, just say it if you want, I won't drive you away."

"Really?" Osamu Dazai reminded her of what happened just a few minutes ago, "But Gojo-kun was driven away by you."

"Because you two don't want to be in the same room with each other, so I can only make a choice?" Katagiri was quite helpless, she curled her lips, "Although I like Satoru quite a bit, Mr. Dazai doesn't have to Compete with him."

"'I like Enlightenment'..." Dazai Osamu muttered, "This sentence is even more unnecessary."

"It can be used as a reference standard. Since I chose Mr. Dazai, it means I like you more."

I'm sorry, Wu, just sacrifice it for now, she just told the truth frankly.

Pianwu repented unapologetically in his heart.

Sure enough, as soon as the last sentence came out, Osamu Dazai quickly raised a flower, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, but he still protested dissatisfiedly: "I don't want to use him as a reference standard, his reference value is not as good as that." A slug, well, but the reference value of a slug is at most about the same size as him."

"According to Mr. Dazai..." Katagiri pondered for a while, the scene where Gojo Satoru and Nakahara Naka were also standing on the same plane came to her mind, she pinched her chin and came to a conclusion, "Is Satoru a slug plus? "

Osamu Dazai: "...Pfft."

He immediately nodded seriously, "That's right, that's what it means."