Only 100 days left in life

"No," Shiratori Mariko flatly refused, "I don't need it, please go back by yourself."

With that, she was about to close the door.

At this moment, Osamu Dazai stretched out a foot and got stuck in the middle of the sliding door.

"Hey, really, I just heard from the president that Ms. Shiratori's ramen is delicious, and I want to try the crab made by Ms. Shiratori." He clasped his hands together, "It's a pity that I can't eat it."

Shiratori Mariko and him looked at each other, his face full of resistance.

"No," she said, "No matter what you say, it's not okay. Move your feet away, or I'm going to call Knotweed!"

"Oh Xi, come right away!" Knotweed yelled in response, apparently quite eager to do so.

Osamu Dazai moved his foot calmly.

His hand in his pocket moved slightly, and he crushed the bug that he had just taken off without a trace, while pretending to be sad on the surface, "Actually, I am terminally ill, don't look at me like this, I am Being bullied by co-workers…”

Hearing this sentence, Shiratori Mariko paused suspiciously, "No. No way."

"I couldn't afford to eat, and I was broken up."

"No, don't think I will"

"My biggest wish is to eat a crab meal, but it's too expensive and I can't afford it, no, I want someone to accompany me. My colleagues hate me. Really."

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"Miss Shiratori, please! This is my only remaining wish!"

So after a brief consideration, Osamu Dazai was entertained and sat down, eagerly waiting for the meal time.

First, three pots of reheated steamed crabs were simply brought up, followed by three small bowls of dipping sauce. The crab shells were alluring golden red, and you could see the meat inside when you gently peeled away the crispy shells. The off-white, fragrant tender crab meat tastes quite refreshing even without the sauce.

By the time Shiratori Mariko comforted the Fried Dumpling, prepared lunch for it, and sat back at the dining table, Osamu Dazai had already started it for a long time.

She looked at Osamu Dazai who was eating hard in front of her, and remembered that when she just picked up the pendant and checked if there was any problem, the mechanism built into the pendant was repaired by the guy in front of her calmly.

To be honest, Shiratori Mariko is in a bit of a complicated mood right now.

When she heard "no one is eating with me", she softened her heart for a moment and let him in, but now she finds that the person in front of her is not as bad as she imagined. of.

Leaving aside Osamu Dazai for the time being, the super reliable Knotweed Yuuhito was eating, while praising the crab made by Shiratori Mariko is really super delicious.

She kept praising and praising, which made her feel a little embarrassed.

"The ones I make are not so delicious. It's good if you like them, not to mention that you have more specialty dishes than me, knotweed," Mariko Shiratori pointed to the pool next to it, "There are a lot of them in it, don't worry , it’s the same when you come to eat after the competition.”

Because it is really a huge box, she is worried that if she eats so much at one time, she will get tired of it. It is really great if someone can help share it.

"Then I'll bring them over then," Knotaba Yuhito pushed the small bowl in front of him, "What is this?"

It smells of dark brown and a little chili inside, and it smells spicy, "Can I eat it?"

Before Mariko Shiratori could answer, Yuzu Yujin instinctively dipped the torn crab legs into the small bowl in front of him.

After taking a bite of the crab meat wrapped in a rich sauce, the unique salty aroma and refreshingness of seafood hit his face, his eyes lit up, "Wow, it's so delicious!"

"Ah, it's an exclusive dipping sauce sent by the owner of the izakaya together with the crab," Shiratori Mariko replied with a smile, "It's a secret recipe! Although I don't know the ingredients very well, people who have tried it say it's bad!"

She slowly peeled the crab meat out, looked at the person sitting opposite, "Speaking of it, Mr. Dazai."

"Even if you fix it for me," Shiratori Mariko pushed the crab in front of her, "I won't thank you, do you understand, Mr. Dazai?"

She is not the type who is moved beyond measure because of a little favor from others, and forgets all grievances and hatreds.On the contrary, she has a natural resistance to people who are initially hostile.

"Yeah," Dazai replied vaguely.

He raised his face from the basin and smiled, "I know. I don't need your thanks either."

No thanks, what is he trying to do?

"It's the same as picking it up and taking a look." Osamu Dazai seemed to read her inner thoughts easily, "I just remembered it, and I just did it."

He clapped his hands and stretched his waist, "Okay—we're done eating!"

"What?!" Shiratori Mariko was stunned, "So fast?"

"Yeah," Osamu Dazai slumped in the chair, "It's delicious, hiccup~Thanks for the treat~"

He looked quite relaxed, as if he was not sitting in someone else's chair now, but in his own home, relaxed and comfortable, and a little free and easy.It's the kind of free and easy hanging on the chair with hands and feet scattered, regardless of the image.

"After eating, it's time to go," Shiratori Mariko hurried away, "Hurry up, don't force me to beat you out."

"Ah, oh, good," Osamu Dazai said without actually doing anything.

He tilted his head and looked at Shiratori Mariko, his face was covered by his broken hair, only a kite eye was exposed, "I'll leave right away. But Miss Shiratori doesn't want to know that Yokohama over there treats you What is the attitude of this guy who suddenly appeared?"

In this room, rather than "separating" the supernatural power, it was more like the supernatural power disappeared spontaneously and completely.Go back to Yokohama on the other side of the gate, and the strange power has returned.And he just tried it. Even if he suddenly got close to the distance, Shiratori Mariko didn't have any ability to fight back, and he probably didn't even notice the bug that he took the opportunity to put on his sleeve.

But the strange thing is that when he reached out to touch Shiratori Mariko, he could feel a thin but solid barrier preventing him from approaching.

Looking at her reaction now, Mariko Shiratori seems to know nothing.interesting.

Looking at Mariko Shiratori who was stunned by his words and obviously hesitated, Osamu Dazai laughed.

"I said," he casually picked up a paper flower on the table, "Is life really valuable? Do you want to die in love with me, Miss White Bird?"

Inexplicably, the topic went back to the original martyrdom.

The little favor Mariko Shiratori had just had for Osamu Dazai disappeared in an instant.

"I don't know, I don't want to," she flatly refused, "Also, put down the flowers in your hand. Don't touch anything on my table without washing your hands."

Seeing the dumpling waving its paws and trying to rush over, Shiratori Mariko hurriedly hugged the cat, preventing Osamu Dazai from attacking him, "Including my cat. Don't avoid my question, why did you come here in the first place? Don't follow I said I entered by mistake, I don't believe it."

Looking at Yujin Knotabagi who was sitting on the side and staring at him covetously, Osamu Dazai weighed it up, put down the flower obediently, and decided to make up a similar answer according to her thinking, so as to stay here longer .

"The purpose of my visit this time is this," he said. "The first thing is to confirm Miss Shiratori's situation. After the president came here, the gate of heaven has never been opened these days. The people from the Ability Secret Service Section tried their best to open it, and the surrounding residents have all moved out of this area. Although it doesn't matter, if you register and enter relevant data according to the procedures, you can move them back Live normally. Our detective agency has been temporarily entrusted with the task of contacting you."

This is indeed the task of the Armed Detective Agency, but Kunikida-kun actually took over the commission, and he only received the official commission this morning.

Osamu Dazai flipped through the documents he was about to review before leaving, so it wasn't a lie.

Sure enough, Mariko Shiratori was a little relieved to hear that the government was involved and the procedure was reasonable.

"No problem," she nodded, "If you need to cooperate, I'm totally fine."

"Don't you resist at all?" Osamu Dazai looked at her with a smile, and murmured, "So cooperative?"

It really was beyond his expectation of simplicity.

Shiratori Mariko looked at him suspiciously.Due to the previous incident, in her eyes, Osamu Dazai's credibility has been completely wiped out.

Seeing that Mariko Shiratori was still struggling with what he said, Osamu Dazai gently passed the content, "It's nothing, let's move on to the next content."

Rather than questioning her cooperation, Osamu Dazai seemed to think of it by accident, so he just mentioned it casually.

He clasped his hands and looked at Shiratori Mariko with his chin propped up, revealing the fine bandage wrapped around his wrist.Judging from the bandages that were also exposed around his neck, it might be that the bandages covered his whole body.

What a weirdo.Shiratori Mariko struggled to shake the blindfold monster Gojo Satoru who suddenly jumped in front of her eyes, and prevented her brain from connecting the two.

Finally, after examining Osamu Dazai several times, she reluctantly nodded, "Go ahead first."

"Secondly," Osamu Dazai snapped his fingers, "I'm here to carry out the commission."

"The president said that Ms. Shiratori entrusted the detective agency with the matter of 'finding a cure for genetic diseases within three months'," he said, "the reward has been paid directly to him. Is that so, Shira Miss Bird?"

Shiratori Mariko suddenly remembered the previous bowl of ramen.It turns out that Mr. Fukuzawa really took this matter as a commission?She thought it was just a casual joke.

Thinking of Fukuzawa Yukichi who only met once, she didn't know what to say for a while.

"Sorry, it might be a misunderstanding. I just treated him to a bowl of ramen, and I can't afford such a high return," Shiratori Mariko shook her head, "You may have misunderstood."

She said politely, "I'm glad that Mr. Fukuzawa misses me, but I don't need to do the rest. Thank you for your trip, Mr. Dazai."

"The only thing we members can do is to carry out the task." Osamu Dazai shook his head, "The words of the boss will always be the words of the boss, and there is no doubt about it. If Ms. It’s better to speak clearly~”

What he said was quite straightforward, as if the one who escaped from work and sneaked out unscrupulously today was not himself, but some weird substitute.

"Then why don't you take the message back to Mr. Fukuzawa and ask him to contact me?" Mariko Shiratori asked tentatively.

If you can't accept the rejection on behalf of your boss, then it's okay for the two of them to have a separate interview, right?

"Oh, I'm afraid it won't work," Osamu Dazai sighed. "The president has been very busy recently. He probably has quite a lot of affairs to deal with, and he still has a lot of banquets to attend, so he probably won't be free."

He looked around, "What's more, I'm also very distressed if I didn't complete the task. I might be reprimanded by Kunikida-kun—my current partner when I go back. If Miss Shiratori is convenient, I can stay for a while ?"

Seeing Shiratori Mariko frowned, he said again with a smile, "Please! And the scenery at the highest point of the city is also very good—"

The highest place in Yokohama should be the headquarters building of Portafia, so it’s better to get someone’s ID at that time.

Shiratori Mariko looked at him suspiciously, always feeling that this guy was not so kind.

To be honest, she felt that it was wrong for her to agree to him at the beginning, "Are you hiding something from me?"

"What can I hide from you, Miss Shiratori," Osamu Dazai spread his hands, "Nothing."

He smiled and threw out another message, "What's more, there is a healing supernatural power user in Yokohama who works for the Armed Detective Agency. Do you want to try it?"

Shiratori Mariko froze.

"Please tell me about Yokohama on your side, Dazai-san, and the supernatural powers," she finally replied, "I'm really interested."

After listening to the general situation, she glanced at her phone, and Mariko Shiratori looked at Yuzuhiro Hirohito.

"By the way, has your training started?" she asked, "You should go back first."

"Hey, but—" Knotabagi Yujin scratched his head, "I'm not worried about you being here alone."

He pointed to Osamu Dazai on the side, and the sharp radar in his brain was beeping the alarm, "Although his performance after this was pretty good—but I always feel that he is not a good person. Speaking of which, you really want to Yokohama?"

"I haven't figured it out yet," Shiratori Mariko said truthfully, "Although it is not necessary to go to the sea, I am really interested in Dr. Yosano."

She thought of the reason why Osamu Dazai was put in in the first place, and sighed, "I regret it, I shouldn't have let him in."

What an annoyance.If only there weren't so many things going on.

People who are ignorant are the happiest. Sure enough, this sentence is the truth.

"I can do it." Dazai, who was sitting on the chair, shook the chair happily, swinging back and forth like a primary school student, "I'll be leaving soon after get off work."

At that time, Kunikida must not be in the detective agency anymore, so he can go back.

The wooden chair creaked, and he lost his balance at the happiest moment.

With a bang, the man and the chair fell to the ground.

Onlooker Shiratori Mariko Knotabayuhito:

Tuanzi retracted his paw silently, and at this moment, the door of the bathroom opened again.

"Shiratori," Maki pushed the door and entered, "The school suddenly lost power, we want to come and clean your air conditioner, is it convenient?"

Being keen, she immediately spotted the stranger sitting at the dining table, "Guest?"

Maki scanned Dazai Osamu from beginning to end with critical eyes.

He should be a young man in his 20s, with messy hair, not very rich, thin and tall, but with a rather fair face.

"Your suitor?" Maki raised her eyebrows and said to Osamu Dazai, "A fight?"

Dazai stood up calmly.

"With me? Here?" He pointed at himself purely and innocently, reminding him warmly, "I'm very weak~"

"Ah, no," Shiratori Mariko shook her head, preventing the conversation between the two, "Mr. Dazai is from Yokohama in another world, and he is a subordinate of Mr. Fukuzawa who I met before. Currently sitting here sit."

She stood up, "Maki, is it convenient for him to hear you? If not, I'll drive him out first. Anyway, the crabs are all finished."

"Hey, I'm still here—"

"In another world, there is no inconvenience." Maki shrugged, "I think it's nothing."

The five people following her also came in one by one, and the dog who walked at the end of the line closed the door thoughtfully.

"I'm talking about you," Nagasaki Wild Rose pulled the knotweed hat, "does it take so long to eat crabs? We've been waiting for you for a long time!"

She pulled out an extremely intimidating smile, "If you delay tomorrow's game, I will never let you go!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Yuzu Yuhito scratched his hair, and replied embarrassedly, "Shiratori still has something to do here, so I stayed a little longer."

He looked at the notebooks recorded by several people, "Where did you talk about?"

"Speaking of tomorrow's plan," Yoshino Junpei explained to him in a low voice, "It's roughly like this, and then like this"

He made a circle on the open notebook, and then explained briefly.

During the morning practice, the two teams drew lots, the Kyoto school selected to rescue the captives, while the Tokyo school selected to protect the hostages, so the original plan was also adjusted.

The general idea is to let Knotaba Yuhito hold back the opponent's highest combat power Todo Aoi, and then Fukuroe will meet Kamo Kenki to delay the time as much as possible.

At the same time, Panda is dealing with Jiqimaru, who is expected to be about the same level as him. Wild Rose and Maki are responsible for subduing Miwa Kasumi, Zenyuan Zhenyi and Nishinomiya Momo, and support Knotweed and Fuhei after the end.

Dog curly spines guard the hostages and exorcise the cursed spirits. Yoshino Junpei in the distance will walk around the field, assisting with poison, and end the exchange match as soon as possible.

Although this is the plan, the plan to enter the venue will change rapidly at that time, and it may not be possible to implement it according to this plan.

But in fact, there will not be much change.

"Panda?" Osamu Dazai walked over curiously, "I've never seen such a big panda."

He squatted down smiling, "My name is Osamu Dazai. What's your name? Is it a panda?"

"Panda is just Panda," Panda said seriously, "Your name is Osamu Dazai? What a strange name."

It also looked at Osamu Dazai curiously, "Is there something wrong?"

Osamu Dazai shrugged, casually glanced at the array on it, and listened to it again, roughly understanding the overall situation.

"I'm very interested in your game," he easily squeezed down on the sofa, and said slowly, "Exchange meeting? It's an interesting way of saying it."

And these people feel that they are not adults, they are still students.

Including the black-pink haired boy named Knotabagi Yuhito, who has strong explosive power and agility, and is only fifteen or sixteen years old.

It's really easy to cheat.

Osamu Dazai smiled and clicked on the map spread out on the table, "If you promise me one thing, I'll change it for you?"

Maki glanced at him, "We can win without your help."

She picked up Osamu Dazai neatly like a chicken, and put him on the seat beside him, "You'd better stay by the side obediently."

"Hey, obviously I'm older," Osamu Dazai said rascally, "I'm an adult, so I'm very sad to do this."

His look always reminds Maki of another bad guy who is currently missing.

And what they lack most when dealing with this kind of guy is experience.

Maki gave two perfunctory oohs, then turned her head to continue discussing detailed tactics with her companions.

Just leave it alone.When this guy finds it boring, he will walk away by himself.

On the other side, Shiratori Mariko walked briskly towards the sofa with a pile of soda in her arms.

"I'm here," she piled the jars on the table, "Who wants to drink what kind of flavor? Tell me quickly, don't wait when it's overdue."

"Salmon."

"Panda's lemon flavor!"

"ginger."

"I also can!"

Shiratori Mariko gave the soda water to the few people who were thinking hard one by one. The sun hit the light-colored shirt she was wearing today, and it was plated with a layer of gentle gold. Her hair was disheveled on her shoulders. With a bit of infected vigor.

Her smile is bright, revealing a kind of joy that comes from the inside out and from the heart.

Osamu Dazai bent his lips, took out his cell phone and started sending messages to Kunikida.

It's really enviable.It's easy to have what he couldn't ask for.Either way, it's enviable.

But here is really interesting, it is obviously another world, the mobile phones and communication equipment in the original world are fully usable.It seems that the boy named Polygonum cuspidatum just now also used the communication facilities of his world.

Compared with the misplaced time and space, it is more like a link point, connecting the three time and space in series. I don't know if more connection gates will be added in the future.

When it was Dazai's time, Shiratori Mariko paused.

She just heard a few people talking, holding a soft drink, shaking it in front of Osamu Dazai, "Do you want it?"

Osamu Dazai looked at her, "Hey, isn't it for me?"

He reached for it, but got nothing.

Shiratori Mariko raised the bottle of soda, and felt very tired seeing him waving his hands pretending to be in vain, trying to reach the bottle.

"No," she said angrily.

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows, "So, is there anything Miss Shiratori can ask of me? Anything is fine?"

He made a gesture, "Let's consider it as compensation for disturbing you before."

Mariko Shiratori threw the soda into Dazai Osamu's arms, "I don't really understand these strategic things, tell me what's wrong with you just now."

She looked at Osamu Dazai's pretentious expression, and said angrily, "Since you already know, there's no need for me to say it."

The member named Osamu Dazai in front of him must have some unusual talent.

Otherwise, just relying on his bad character, he would have been beaten to death long ago.

What's more, Mariko Shiratori clearly understands that since the Armed Detective Agency uses the word "armed" and accepts "tasks that the military and police cannot complete", their level must not be underestimated.

The person in front of him was definitely not as harmless as he appeared.

"So, Miss Shiratori entrusted me to guide them?" Osamu Dazai smiled and agreed, "Okay."

He pulled out a hand, opened the can of soda briskly, and took a sip.

It happened that he also wanted to know the strength of the so-called "magic circle" leaked from the mouths of those high school students.

The exchange meeting is also very interesting.I don't know if I can go and have a look, it feels like a brand new world.

Shiratori Mariko said a little frustrated, "Don't you need to listen to what they have to say?"

So, since you agreed, why are you still limply lying on the chair!

"Okay," Osamu Dazai answered kindly.

He walked to the wall near Maki and the others, and leaned his whole body weight on the wall as if he had lost all his bones, just sipping his soda one mouthful at a time, listening to the discussion between Maki and the others indifferently.

Although it is normal to be perfunctory during working hours, but how can you do this in front of the boss?

With this kind of work attitude, Mr. Fukuzawa is really generous not to be fired.

Mariko Shiratori thought about Dazai Osamu's behavior just now, and added another condition, trying to motivate him, "If you explain it clearly to them and it is useful, I will make fried crab for dinner."