I'm not really evil

"... Finally left." Suzuki Ayako breathed a sigh of relief as she watched the oppressive figure leave with all her subordinates. It rushed up, making her hands and feet tremble uncontrollably.

Instinctively, she hugged the small body in her arms tightly, as if in this way she could get the greatest sense of security.

Seeing the pale face of his eldest lady, the bodyguards advised one after another:

"Miss, it's better to leave this city as soon as possible, this place is too evil."

"Miss Suzuki, Patriarch Suzuki has issued instructions, and hopes that you will return home as soon as possible."

"Miss, Yokohama is too dangerous." Finally, the housekeeper also came up, persuading with a worried face, "Please go back as soon as possible. Mrs. Suzuki invited an eminent monk to pray for you, and also called a famous onmyoji, no matter what. , you should at least give it a try, as a response to Madam's wishes..."

Suzuki Ayako pursed her lips, with a hint of self-doubt and anxiety in her eyes.She has encountered too many things that are too exciting for ordinary people recently, and even she herself wonders if she hit something unclean.Unexpectedly, my mother also thought of it, and even took action directly.

The small body in his arms suddenly moved.

Hotaru leaned forward, leaning against the edge of the dining table, reaching for the vase in the center of the white tablecloth.That little hand sticks out of the cuff a little bit, and can't touch the side of the vase at all.

The funny scene made the scene a little cute all of a sudden.

"Little sister, you really aren't afraid at all." Suzuki Ayako stretched her brows slightly, reached out helplessly, and took the vase and placed it in front of Hotaru.

Firefly didn't speak, and raised her hand to take down a red tulip.

"What's wrong with this flower?" Ayako lowered her head curiously, and put her face together with the girl in her arms, carefully observing the flower in her hand.

The subordinates of the Suzuki family looked at each other in blank dismay, and wanted to ask from the beginning, who is this child?

Why is it strange that Miss Suzuki's attitude towards her is so good?

Firefly tore off a petal and put it in the palm of her hand.

The veins of the petals extend like blood vessels, and the hot red is like a beating flame, reflected in Yingying's pupils.

The next second, amid Suzuki Ayako's exclamation, Hotaru stuffed the petals into her mouth.

Chew.

"Little sister, the petals of tulips don't seem to be edible?" Ayako panicked.

"Hmm." Yingying was unmoved, her cheeks fluttered, she swallowed the petals in her mouth, and then said, "It's not delicious."

"If I remember correctly, tulip flowers contain poisonous alkaloids, which can make people dizzy after hearing it for a long time." Ayako was worried, "Is it all right? Is it better to spit it out?"

Yingying shook her head: "It's unpalatable. But, I can eat it."

Her eyes stopped looking at the remaining petals in her hand, and her eyes turned towards the direction of the gate, as if penetrating the distance of time and space, chasing the back of a departing person.

After the ritual that came to this world, Firefly finally ignited her appetite again.

But after only a few seconds, Firefly froze.

Unable to tag.

Firefly, who tentatively tried to mark the red violent energy aggregate in front of her, encountered strong resistance that she had never encountered before. Instead of succeeding, she was discovered.

If the other party hadn't backed down for unknown reasons, she might be about to be beaten now.

Although this body will only shatter and not die, the scene will definitely not be pretty.

"Aren't you full yet? Do you want to order something else?" The eldest lady didn't know why, and mistakenly thought that she was not full, so she discussed with her in a gentle voice, "If you like it, let's order some flowers to cook." Are the dim sum good?"

Seeing the displeasure of the puffed-up cheeks of the child in her arms, Ayako was so cute.

The high-cold young girl who has always had an inexplicable sense of mystery suddenly showed such a childish expression in front of her, it was a must kill.

Hotaru was a little distracted, but after Ayako ordered a beautiful dessert and delivered it, she didn't refuse.

The following time was replaced by Ayako's feeding time.

The housekeeper was dismissed by the eldest lady, but he was not at ease because of the previous incident, so he directly consulted with the store manager, booked the entire restaurant, and led people to guard the entrances and exits.

In such a quiet and safe environment, Suzuki Ayako noticed a very miraculous thing.She just interacted with the child in her arms, and the fear in her heart would slowly fade away.

The child in her arms is almost like a child of a god, maybe because she was rescued at will when she was most desperate, Ayako can feel a sense of security as long as she is by this child's side.

She even had the illusion that as an adult, she was being tolerated by this child.

That kind of wonderful feeling made her unknowingly confide the deepest thoughts in her heart to the child in front of her.

"Originally, I just wanted to find an opportunity to reunite with my fellow club members who had gone their separate ways after graduating from university. I didn't expect such a cruel murder to happen. The person who died was a very The senior I admire, Tomokako, and the prisoner, Takahashi-kun, who is also my partner in the film club, was personally invited by me."

Tears rolled down her cheeks unconsciously, and she said sadly, "Chikako died after being divided. In order to hide her modus operandi, when Takahashi pretended to be with us to find the missing Chikako, she actually Hiding her head on my belly... This kind of thing, I'm going crazy just thinking about it. If I hadn't invited them over..."

Suzuki Ayako's psychological defense is already very weak, and she has no defense in front of Hotaru.

Having accumulated a lot of extreme negative emotions, she was crying hysterically at this moment.

"Although Sonoko and the others comforted me and said it wasn't my fault. But I just couldn't let go... I originally wanted to come to Yokohama to relax alone, but I didn't expect that I would be kidnapped after getting lost on the street. It's not that they recognized me My identity, but I was kidnapped simply because of my face. If you didn’t come out at that time, I would be shipped away as a commodity right away... At that time, at that time..."

Ayako was sobbing, completely losing the image of a young lady.

The chief daughter of the consortium who was born with a golden spoon in her mouth has been greatly stimulated during this period.

Yingying slowly bit the spoon that was handed to her mouth, her eyes were a little distracted, but her eyes were slightly narrowed, feeling quite enjoying it.

Those tears and sorrow, mixed with gentle feeding movements, made the pastries that were originally tasteless for her become delicious.

Hotaru, who felt pretty good, ate the negative emotions leaked by Ayako little by little with the snacks.

An hour later, Ayako pressed her red eye sockets with a handkerchief, and walked out of the restaurant embarrassingly holding Hotaru.

After crying a lot and fully venting her emotions, she looked radiant.In the gentle smiling face, the hidden gloom dissipated, and the whole person exuded an elegant and intellectual temperament.

"I've already bought this restaurant, can I give it to Hotaru? From now on, Hotaru can come to eat whenever she wants." Suzuki Ayako finally officially exchanged names with Hotaru, smiled in a good mood, and continued, "Can Hotaru have Where do you live? Do you want to live with me?"

Firefly shook her head: "There is Oda."

"It turns out that Xiaoying has a family." Suzuki Ayako felt lost for a moment, regained her spirits, and said with a smile, "So what are Yingying's plans for the afternoon? Let's go shopping together? I want to buy nice clothes for Yingying. "

Hotaru hesitated for a moment, then shook her head: "Oda buys."

Compared with buying clothes with Ayako, she prefers the feeling of being with Oda Sakunosuke.

Oda... who the hell is that?

Suzuki Ayako felt a little resentful, and almost wanted to bite her handkerchief to express her jealousy.What a difficult person to get close to the child in her arms, she spent the whole afternoon, but it still seemed very far away from her.

But is there a person who can enter the heart of such a god-like child?

Hotaru, who is full of food and drink, and has completed today's task, has already begun to want to return to her lair.

"I owe Ying a lot of kindness. So Ying can come to me for help no matter what." Suzuki Ayako sent Ying to the apartment downstairs, gave her contact number, and urged, "Even if it is the restaurant just now ...If Hotaru still wants to know anything, you can also come to me."

The clever woman has vaguely guessed the real purpose of Yingying's must-see restaurant.

Holding a bouquet of red tulips that Ayako gave her, Hotaru looked at her and nodded.

At this time, in the headquarters of the port mafia, in the office of the quasi-cadre, a young man was leaning on the sofa, looking at the still red dot on the phone with some novelty, clapped his hands in amazement, and exclaimed: "As expected of a young man!" Hotaru! On the first day I went out, I seduced the richest big sister in Yokohama! That’s the Suzuki’s family! Very good, the little ghost will be raised by the big sister, so Odasaku can save money to buy me a drink Bar?"

Osamu Dazai stared at the phone and clicked the buttons. He was about to share the good news with his friends when there was a knock on the office door.

"Master Dazai, the leader has summoned you."

The arc of Dazai Osamu's mouth was slightly flattened, and a look of boredom flashed in his eyes.

He put down his cell phone, took off the earphones and threw them into his pocket, and jumped off the sofa.

The over-long black coat swayed in a beautiful arc, and the boy's leather shoes stepped on the ground, leaning slightly to relieve his strength.

The subordinate who was standing at the door in charge of notifying was stunned watching this scene. In an instant, the young man had passed him by. Those dark kite-colored eyes cast a deep glance at him. trembling.

...Is Dazai-sama unhappy?

Was he busy with some secret just now?

... Will he die?

Recalling the bloody storm that this underage quasi-cadre caused in the other world, the subordinates were frightened by the conjectures in their minds and almost collapsed in an instant.

Osamu Dazai walked through the deep corridor. At this moment, the immature boy did not conceal a certain abnormality in his soul essence. His cold eyes seemed to be able to instantly see through all the secret filth in the heart. Many people didn't even dare to look up at him.

When he opened the door and entered the chief's office, Osamu Dazai's demeanor changed slightly, his dark eyes were calm, but his tone was slightly raised: "Mr. Mori, what do you want me to do?"

"Dazai-kun, do you like pranks more and more?" Mori Ogai crossed his hands under his chin, and asked with some distress, "When did you start asking questions so knowingly, and you like to trouble me so much?"

"Ah, it's A's problem." Dazai Osamu didn't answer, skipping Mori Ogai's question and said directly, "That's right. I've found the murderer."

"Oh? As expected of Dazai-kun, you really won't let me down." Mori Ogai's eyes lit up, and he asked, "I heard that the perpetrator was a person with a psychic ability?"

The leader on the opposite side made no secret of his control over the information during Dazai Osamu's investigation. The black-haired boy smiled back and said meaningfully: "Psychic supernatural powers are rare in the first place. Mr. Mori already has a Q , and even more delusions, maybe even God won’t allow it?”

"So, it's not a spiritual system?" Mori Ogai was slightly disappointed. There are too many places where spiritual system superpowers can play a role in the organization. As long as they are not completely uncontrollable types like Q, with a little reason, they can Become a handy and sharp dagger in Mori Ogai's hand.

"It's a bit complicated to say what happened." Osamu Dazai smiled and asked, "Mr. Mori, do you believe in the existence of hell?"

Mori Ogai was a little surprised: "Dazai-kun, I don't think you are someone who believes in these ancient myths, otherwise you would not pursue suicide."

"Oh, I don't want to believe it." Osamu Dazai spread his hands pretending to lament, and the minor's slightly sandy gesture was unexpectedly cute, "But who told me to see it with my own eyes?"

"See what?" Mori Ogai asked.

"See, the consciousness body of the evil spirit condensed by resentment." The black-haired boy lowered his voice and said with a sigh.