As we all know, winding zero is a human being

The staff dormitory of the coffee shop is not far from the building where the work is located. It only takes three to five minutes to walk on the road. The colleagues on the morning shift were stunned when they saw Ling wearing a sports wristband and just returned. Glancing at the sky: "Did you wake up so early to go to morning exercises, Mr. Ling?!"

"Enn? Do you want breakfast? Let's go together?"

"I'm going to be late for work... go to the store and make some coffee to deal with it."

"Beware of stomach problems."

"...Damn it, next time, please ask the shop manager to arrange an early shift for you!!"

"It doesn't matter to me, so the evening shift will be handed over to you?"

Seeing his shirt buttoned crookedly, his colleague weighed the pros and cons solemnly, and soon the alarm rang again from his mobile phone, which made him have no time to figure out which shift was more suitable for his sub-health workers' schedule.

"Oops... I'm really going to be late now."

Watching him gallop away, Zero happily expressed his gloating.

I took out the key from my pocket and opened the door, it was small but all the necessary furniture was available, because there were only two other male colleagues living in the dormitory in the store, the dormitory that should have lived in two people now only lived in him alone There is more than enough space.

He also tidied up a room very well and prepared beer, fast food and projections. Young colleagues often gather here to rest after get off work, and Atsushi Nakajima also often comes here.

Speaking of which, the dormitories on both sides are separated by a building. After processing the fresh ingredients and heating a rice ball for himself, Ling just opened the window when he heard an indistinct voice lightly reaching his ears.

"Ah~ Can someone help me untie the rope... The sling is too low, and I can touch the ground on tiptoe and fail to commit suicide—but this posture is really tiring!"

He got used to seeing the scene outside the window every morning, and he would not be upset if he couldn't hear it. He pushed the window to block the sound effect, and enjoyed the incomparably beautiful scenery outside the window with his arms up. rushed out of the room.

"Don't trouble others, Dazai-san!"

Quan Jinghua, who was rubbing her eyes, glanced at the window calmly, and Ling just happened to meet her eyes, and saw the other party waving at him slightly.

"Good morning……?"

Really energetic group of people.

Thinking of this, Zero walked out of the kitchen and turned on the TV. He threw the second-hand mobile phone aside to charge it, ate rice balls and ate breakfast while changing channels. The not-so-big screen unconsciously jumped to the news station again. .

If it is said that in the past, he would only occasionally think about whether his young master would have the possibility to find the blue Bianhua and fulfill his wish successfully. Looking at the information about the blue Bianhua on the Internet today, there is very little. Zero always has a kind of subtle fear.

But after getting the definite answer to the question and being able to breathe a sigh of relief, he didn't know what to do for a while.

It is impossible to expose, especially pay attention to identity information. He doesn’t even have a phone card and relies on wifi to stay there. The only records that can be checked are the orphanage where he was born in the past and the current whirlpool coffee shop. It is impossible for Yokohama to have any intersection with these two places.

I am very grateful that most of the business targets of the whirlpool coffee shop are social animals and low- and middle-income earners... Ah, you can't say this in front of the shop manager.

Then there is only one thing that can be done now!

Picking up the stationery that I bought together at the convenience store in the morning, I picked up a pen and started to write. The whole letter is full. The whole point is only that Mr. Onimai Tsuji's scene in a suit is so beautiful.

After putting stamps on and writing the address, I went out and took a long detour to deliver the mail. I clapped my hands and went back to change my clothes and go to work on time.

Anyway, there is a high probability that this kind of letter cannot be read by the owner himself, even if he reads it... there are not many fans like him.

Thanks to TV Tokyo, and thanks to the strange fans of the political fan club in this country for allowing him to get involved.

This wave, this wave is called the original intention.

After taking off the heat, the summer scenery is always pleasant and pleasing to the eye. I am used to this job and lean on the counter to look at a magazine spread on the table. Zero will not pay attention to the door all the time. movement.

The mottled broken light cast the shadow of the hollowed-out stickers on the window on him, the cuffs of the white shirt were rolled up to the crook of his arms, and the black bow tie and apron were tied upright and just right.

Here he needs to solemnly explain the misunderstanding that may have been caused earlier, that is, the uniforms in the coffee shop are not only maid outfits.

"welcome?"

The sound of the wind chimes was almost inaudible, and after a while, the new guests stood for a long time and no one came forward to order and entertain them. This made Ling, who was in charge of coffee making today's shift, look up for a while.

It was this that gave him a bit of a cardiac arrest.

Wearing the suit jacket between the arms, Onimai Tsuji's clothes match the store's decoration style very well, but the price doesn't look so harmonious.

And quite aggressive and purposeful, those plum red eyes just stared at him like this.

This seems to be the reason why no one dared to go forward to entertain Mr. Onimai Tsuji, who suddenly came to understand the people's feelings.

Don't panic, there is still a chance to fool the past and remedy——

He glanced at it very calmly, then continued to read his magazine with a calm expression, and Ling decided to give his psychological quality a full score.

"Mr. Zero, how should I treat that gentleman—he keeps looking at you, why, why don't you and I change shifts?"

Ok no more now.

"That's fine, then remember to talk to the shop manager later." Rao made up his mind and walked out of the cubicle easily. After Ling took the menu, he had nothing to do with Onimai Tsuji. Miserably met the line of sight.

"Excuse me... you have been looking at me since the beginning, is there anything wrong with me, Mr. Onimai Tsuji?" Said Shun Liu failed to use a series of recommended words, and zeroed in the increasingly suspicious gaze. It is reasonable and reasonable to straighten out how to play the amnesia stalk, and finally finalize the advance as the retreat.

"You know me." The rhetorical question, which avoided the question, was all in a firm tone, and Gui Wu Tsuji inevitably took another step forward.

The voice was as magnetic as the ones heard on TV, but even more bewitching. If it wasn't for the daylight and the curtains in the store were not closed, Zero would almost think that he had returned to his dream.

"If you've seen it on TV, it's considered acquaintance. I know you, but you don't know me, do you?" Ling raised his hand in embarrassment to grab his hair, but after thinking about it, he still didn't know me. Work then put his hand down again.

Hearing what he said, anyone can see that the mood of Onimai Tsuji, who has been active in Yokohama recently, is not at all wonderful. From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of the fearful expression of his colleagues subconsciously seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, and Zero suddenly realized in his heart And follow suit.

This made Gui Wu Tsuji's breath seem to be unstable.

"...Order." In the end, Wu Mi just gritted his teeth and spit out the word, raised his head and asked him to lead the way to the booth without giving up.

"Uh, okay."

It's just that the simple padded sofa can't be called how comfortable it is to sit on, and the wood used for the table can't be named. Guiwu Tsuji looked around the environment, and it seemed that there was not much that could be called his heart, and his eyes touched the lower half of the cage. He seems to have thought of something.

Condescendingly, he pulled the curtain aside with his own hands, and the scorching sun shone unreservedly.

Even though he no longer needs to be afraid of the bright sunshine, his pale and handsome face still looks a bit stiff after all.

But nothing happened.

Zero is flipping through the menu intently: "Gesia, Kenya, Blue Mountain, and Golden Mandheling, which one do you prefer?"

This question is indeed his blind spot. He has never seen Wu Mi have any preference for normal human food, even in the Heian Dynasty... Does Heian Dynasty have such a thing as coffee?

"...you decide."

Wuhu, Miss Store Manager, Geisha has sales today!

After getting the expected answer, Zero looked up at Oni Wu Tsuji, who was sitting in the light and shadow, and his chin line was getting more and more perfect. Before he took the menu and turned to leave, he paused before asking: "It's because the temperature of the air conditioner is too low. ?"

In the wordless silence, the question was left alone.

"Hiss—as expected of Mr. Ling!" As soon as he returned to the bar, he was stopped by co-workers who were timid and focused on making coffee. For full-time workers like them, they always have a respectful distance from the political circles that are closely related to capital. Opinion, "That gentleman is very difficult to deal with at first sight, and it took so long to order, is Mr. Ling being made things difficult?"

"...For a moment, today's coffee commission is still in my account."

"Is it the most expensive Geisha??" My colleague glanced at the bag. Although it is not too expensive to be unaffordable, generally speaking, the most expensive item on the menu always sells the least, "Tsk Tsk tsk, I guess other things won't be able to enter that person's vision, right?"

Zero One sighed: "Who knows."

Knowing that the other party can definitely hear all their whispers here, even after returning to the comfort zone with a suitable distance, he did not relax. While grinding the coffee beans, he considered why the other party came here suddenly.

Most of the business targets of the Vortex Cafe are white-collar workers. Excluding the other party really has some unknown love for coffee, so the only possibility is... the environment?

Thinking of Mr. Fukuzawa Yukichi's mysterious studio upstairs and a group of employees, Ling's hand holding the grinder paused a little.

Armed Detective Agency... It's time for him to find out what kind of organization this is.

Not for anything else, even if Atsushi Nakajima is still working illegally there, he has to find out while he still has time.

The bustling customers came and went, and the ones who stayed the longest were the students who had the cheek to order the cheapest coffee and ran into the store to enjoy the air conditioning and wifi, but until the sun fell completely to the horizon, it made me feel a little bit uncomfortable At times of uneasiness, the street lamps turned on were a bit brighter than the ambiguous warm light in the store, but the figure was still sitting in that remote booth.

...So speaking of Japanese political circles, from afternoon to night on a big working day, there is only one phone call and no documents are processed, so is it another group of hard-working colleagues who have worked hard for him?

"Well, Mr. Onimai Tsuji, we are going to close here." From noon until late at night, the last customer left was indeed only Wu Mi, and Zero glanced at the wall that showed that he had already opened overtime. Wall clock, after hesitating for a long time, he walked over and said softly.

The sound of fingers flexed and tapped on the table board resounded in the room, Zero said so and his eyes wandered, only to realize that the only colleague who was on duty with him when he was absent-minded just now had already greeted him and left work first.

"So it's so late." The voice sounded so gentle that it didn't match the previous expression at all. He looked at Wu Mi and tilted his head slightly. Although the context was suddenly enlightened, the expression was not in place at all, "Implicated You have been working overtime until now, and my car is outside, why don't I take you back."

... There is no need for a good guy to wait for him here? !

Zero subconsciously refused: "No, it's okay, I live very close, it's the staff dormitory here..."

"Oh? Staff dormitory?"

Wu Mi slowly repeated his words, and a hint of playfulness emerged that was too dangerous.

Ling can gamble with his salary for this month. As long as he dares to get in his car, Atsushi Nakajima and the store manager will have to publish a missing person notice in the newspaper in two days.

Is it too late for him to call the police now?I vaguely remember my real age but I am not yet an adult, even if I am just worried about my current status which can be said to be quite good, Wu Mi should be a little worried about this, right? !

"Eh? It's so late, is Rei-kun still working?"

The light words suddenly came from the door, and a gap in the glass door was pushed open, but no one noticed that Osamu Dazai was standing outside the door.

The hem of the beige windbreaker was blown slightly by the night wind, and Zero saw Dazai Osamu's eyes circling over him and Onimai Tsuji, with a sense of familiarity.

Onimai Tsuji narrowed his eyes in displeasure, and Rei felt a little desperate that the person who came was Dazai Osamu.

As long as there is a living person who can breathe, he can find a way to escape, but if this person is Dazai Osamu, will the amnesia vest he wears be lost if he accidentally wears it? !

However, Osamu Dazai seemed to have absolutely no awareness of the dangers of normal carbon-based creatures. He walked over very familiarly, and hugged his shoulders affectionately when Zero quickly couldn't hold back: "Or is Mr. Zero here?" How about I go back together after get off work? I’m so touched~”

"It seems that Mr. Zero has carefully considered my invitation? My invitation has always been valid for Mr. Zero!"

After Osamu Dazai appeared, he had been in a state of emptying his mind almost all the time. After thinking for a long time, he remembered what the other party's invitation was about, and silently took back the hand that he wanted to put on his waist.

There are wolves in front and tigers behind.

He spent so much effort to survive, is this the current scene?