I live longer than the incomparable

On that day, Tong Mo stood silently in front of her for a long time after hearing her say: "Don't come to me again."

Eight hundred bhikkhunis only saw him with his head half down, and his expression was dim.She thought that Tong Mo would figure it out at that time, but unexpectedly, when she was about to leave, he stopped her again.

"I will work hard," Tong Mo said to her, watching her back, "It doesn't matter if Miss Eight Hundred hates me now, Dazai-kun and Zhongya-kun used to always say that I'm annoying, but then we both become friends."

Although this "become a friend", no one knows whether it is two-way or one-way.

Babaichuni didn't answer him again, and even when Tong Mo called her to stop, she just stopped in her steps without turning her head.

Later, recalling her actions at that time, Babai Khuni still felt a little dazed, because when she heard those words coming from behind, the emotion that rose from the bottom of her heart was actually more relief than boredom.

Tong Mo also had friends—the kind of friends who wouldn't hate him enough to knock his head off.

But this comfort did not last for too long, because one evening, when Yaoyao Bikuni went out for a walk, he passed by a tavern on the street and saw Osamu Dazai and Sakunosuke Oda sitting there.

"It's Miss Yabai~" Osamu Dazai, who was sitting in the tavern, waved to her enthusiastically, "Would you like to have a drink together?"

As a matter of fact, the reason why Bikkuni Eight Hundred got acquainted with them was also because of a chance encounter in a bar named Lupin.

At that time, Dazai Osamu was enthusiastically sharing with Oda Sakunosuke the stories he had heard from nowhere, from Cinderella to Snow White - most of which were wrong.

Telling fairy tales in a bar is a very weird behavior, not to mention telling it in a mess, but the two sitting in front of the bar seem to be unaware of it, and even the people who listen to the story occasionally put in a few lines such as "this way Ah," the "I see" answer.

It looked like he really believed Osamu Dazai's nonsense.

The space of Lupine Bar is not large, the walls are slightly yellowed due to smoke, and the location in the basement, together with the slightly dim light, are enough to create a private and slow atmosphere.

The sound of soft records was flowing in the bar, Babaichuni sat in the corner and stared at the wine glass in front of him, but because of the narrow space, the strange boy in black coat and white bandage wrapped around his right eye kept pouring into his ears strange fairy tales.

She quietly held her cheek, obviously did not say a word, but attracted Dazai Osamu's sight for no reason, and made the boy's eyes fall on her involuntarily.

At this time, his story has also changed from a fairy tale to a legend.

"Ah...Has Odasaku heard the story of [Eight Hundred Bikkhuni]?" Dazai asked suddenly.

As a person whose dream is to become a novelist, even though he was still working as a low-level handyman in the port Mafia at that time, Oda Sakunosuke did not give up his dream of writing.

It's just that because of his dull personality, he is often called "a man who doesn't complain".

It's not that Oda Sakunosuke doesn't know those fairy tales, he just won't refute and correct what Osamu Dazai said - when the other party asked him, the legend immediately appeared in his mind.

"Because I ate mermaid meat by mistake, I got an immortal body, so I lived until the age of eight hundred." Oda Sakunosuke's voice was calm without any fluctuations.

"Oh~" Dazai, who was sitting next to him, showed a very admiring expression, and said to him, "As expected of Odasaku! I knew you must know."

"But..." Dazai Osamu put his finger on his chin after praising him, and said mysteriously, "I've heard another legend about Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni~"

Oda Sakunosuke's answer was very cooperative: "What is it?"

"Ah, it must have been nearly a hundred years ago. It is said that there are rumors about [ghosts] in many places. Those so-called [ghosts] are a kind of animal that feed on human beings. A monster that looks like a human."

When talking about "monster", Dazai even made a grimace, and his voice was full of emotion.

Oda Sakunosuke looked at him and commented very seriously: "It's terrible."

His face didn't change in any way.

Dazai Osamu continued with a smile: "When evil spirits are raging, human beings are not just waiting to die. In order to be able to contend with these evil spirits, an organization called "Demon Killing Squad" was born among human beings."

"That's right." Odasaku responded.

If another person listened to this story, he would definitely ask what the connection between the "ghost" he is talking about now and the "eight hundred bhikkhuni".

Osamu Dazai asked him half-prostrated on the bar: "Aren't you curious about the follow-up? Did the Ghost Killing Team defeat the ghosts and save all the people who lived in dire straits and were ravaged by evil spirits?"

Oda Sakunosuke was silent for a while, and said to Osamu Dazai: "It must be defeated."

Because it is written like this in general literary works, people struggling in the dark finally overcome those darkness and usher in the dawn.

"Yes, I was defeated, and according to the ending I heard, it is said that a priestess named [Eight Hundred Bikuni] also died in the final battle between the ghost killing team and the ghosts."

"So that's the case." Oda Sakunosuke nodded with a clear expression.

"So in this case, the 800-year-old bhikkhuni has lived for more than [-] years..." Dazai murmured, "It's really strange."

"However, doesn't Saku Oda find it very interesting?" Dazai said to Sakunosuke Oda while turning his chair and turning around in front of the bar: "The struggle between human beings and evil spirits is the ending of the victory of justice over evil. "

He raised the wine glass in front of him, and almost put the back of his head on the bar, as if he didn't need to worry about the existence of the store manager and other guests in the bar.

"Everyone likes stories like this." Through the thick wall of the cup and the liquid in the cup, Osamu Dazai saw the warm-colored chandelier hanging from the ceiling. Those dim yellow and dim colors seemed to be able to entangle people and melt them .

He said softly, "It's perfect...and correct."

"Dazai." Odasaku suddenly called his name.

As if awakened suddenly, Dazai blinked his eyes and sat up, holding the wine glass in his hand like a child holding a milk glass.

"Ah," Dazai tapped his head with his fingertips, "What did I just say?"

"No, nothing." Oda Sakunosuke said.

——*——

Eight hundred bhikkhuni, who heard the complete conversation between them, was silent for a long time. She watched the ice in her wine glass melt slowly, and the water droplets that condensed on the glass wall slid down the edge.

From that young man called "Dazai", there is a sense of alienation that is incompatible with this world.

It seems to be repelling something, and it seems to be yearning for something, it seems to be above everything, and it seems to be pushed out by everything.

She drank the wine in her glass in one gulp, looked for her wallet from her bag, but accidentally dropped her ID from the wallet.

A hand with a bandage on the wrist picked up the ID first, and said to her in the clear voice unique to teenagers: "What a coincidence, we just talked about the story of [Eight Hundred Bhikkuni], and now we meet you."

The eight hundred bhikkuni's eyes fell into a pair of iris-colored eyes, those eyes were very deep and quiet, and there was clearly a smile on his face, but his smile didn't even fall into his eyes.

"Yes," Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni replied softly, "What a coincidence."

"My name is Dazai," the black haired boy said to her, "Osamu Dazai."

"Eight hundred bhikkhunis."

Although it was already known when the other party picked up the certificate.

After that, the eight hundred bhikkhuni would occasionally go to Lupin to sit. Osamu Dazai seemed to be a frequent visitor there. He was obviously underage, but he was no longer in school, and he didn’t know where he was working, because even on weekdays he could be in the bar. met him.

"Speaking of which, since the first time I met Miss Babai, there is one thing that I have been very concerned about."

Osamu Dazai pointed at the bar with his fingertips, and asked her, "Miss Eight Hundred...are you waiting for someone?"

The eight hundred bhikkhuni was slightly taken aback when she heard this, she lowered her white eyelids, and asked the other party, "Why do you ask that?"

The boy with black shaggy hair tilted his head halfway, and said casually, "Maybe it's intuition?"

Although he is still young, the world he sees in the eyes of Osamu Dazai is so decayed that it is almost rusty. It is never interesting to be young and precocious, let alone an existence like Osamu Dazai who is so wise and close to a monster.

He is always thinking about the same question - why live?Why was it born?

In Dazai Osamu's view, everything in this world, as long as you want to get something, will usher in the day of loss, and what you feel the most in this world will only be pain and loneliness.

So he put himself in the most dangerous place, trying to find the value of existence from the darkness and blood, from the most essential foundation.

He thought that when he was on the boundary between life and death, he might be able to find the answer he wanted.

Although he has never admitted it, and has never said it out loud, but for Osamu Dazai, the existence that allows him to feel alive in this decayed and rusted world has always been by his side .

His only friend, who can listen to him at any time—even if what he said is just something meaningless in the eyes of others—is Oda Tsukuru, who can make him feel short-term peace.

But one day, he suddenly smelled a strange smell.

It does not refer to the taste in the physical sense, but a certain breath from emotion and soul.

As if he was guided by something in the dark, he met a person with eyes similar to his, even if she had never said a word, Dazai could still see it from her eyes.

What spread in her eyes was full of tiredness.

That is not a short-term emotion raised by a momentary setback or blow, but a weariness of this world carved into the bone, deep into the flesh and blood.

He suddenly had a thought, a kind of... want to invite her to go to hell together.

Perhaps, he thought, she longed to end everything, too.

But Babaichuni refused, and when Osamu Dazai suddenly said to her: "Let's go to die together.", Babaichuni said softly: "No."

He had thought she would say yes.

This is based on the intuition of the same kind, not a one-sided perception, but mutual, as long as one can feel the true feelings from the other party through the eyes and breath.

Eight hundred bhikkhuni's refusal also came from the heart.But it's not because I don't want to die, but because...

"I, can't die."

No matter how much she wants to end everything and end her own life, the curse of immortality left by mermaid flesh still exists on her body, even the person who has accompanied her through thousands of years by her side has long since died. Disappeared, the Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni will still live in this world, continuing for an endlessly long time.

Osamu Dazai suddenly realized that she might have something unfinished—or maybe, there was still some kind of hope, so she was still waiting for something.

Just like the current Osamu Dazai, although he often commits suicide in various ways, he always lets himself open his eyes at the last moment, trying to grasp something in the illusory air that will allow him to continue living.

Eight hundred bhikkhuni said to him, "I once had a lover."

So Dazai naturally understood that she was waiting for that person.

"Where did he go?"

The eight hundred bhikkhuni looked a little dazed, and her thoughts seemed to go back to many years ago. She said softly, "I don't know. Maybe it has arrived in hell, or maybe... is still alive."

Osamu Dazai stared at her in silence for a long time, then suddenly said, "It's a pleasure to chat with you."

Although there was no smile on his face from the beginning to the end.

But Osamu Dazai suddenly felt that he seemed to be able to get some answer from her.

——*——

Osamu Dazai, who invited Bikuni Yabai into the tavern, poured her wine enthusiastically, and said with emotion: "It's been a long time since I had a drink with Miss Yabai~"

It's been a long time indeed, Bikkuni Yabai thought, the last time he drank was when Osamu Dazai was still active in the dark area as a cadre of Mafia at the port.

Four or five years have passed since then.

But now it seems that they have returned to the time when they first met, Dazai Osamu was still sitting with Oda Sakunosuke drinking and chatting, and Yabaichuni was listening to them quietly.

"What's wrong with Miss Eight Hundred?" Osamu Dazai tilted his head and asked her, "Your face doesn't look very good."

Eight hundred bhikkhuni restrained her expression, raised her eyes and smiled: "I just suddenly remembered something from the past."

"What happened in the past..." Wen Yan Dazai Osamu also touched his chin, looking as if he wanted to express his feelings.

But at this moment, someone suddenly delivered a package.

"The sender said to send it to this tavern, and asked a Mr. Osamu Dazai to sign for it." The brother who delivered the package explained while handing the courier slip to Dazai.

"Oh, it's really rare. It was sent to the tavern. What could it be..." Osamu Dazai opened the package, and the smile on his face stopped, "Yeah."

Lying inside is a bomb/bomb that is counting down.

"This is really incredible." Dazai Osamu was only stunned for a moment, and his smile became more cheerful, as if he didn't notice the behavior of the surrounding guests rushing to the door, and he didn't see the panic on the faces of the tavern owner and waiters. .

"Dazai, don't move yet." Oda Sakunosuke fully demonstrated his versatility as a low-level employee at the beginning, and he could be dispatched to do anything. Coupled with his earlier work experience, he has acquired the ability to dismantle bombs. Nothing unusual.

Oda Sakunosuke first showed his work card, indicating that he and Osamu Dazai were both members of the Armed Detective Agency, and then asked the owner of the tavern to call the city/police and ask them to send someone over as soon as possible.

When the tavern owner dialed the city/police number on his landline as if awakened from a dream, Oda Sakunosuke was ready to defuse the bomb.

Yabaichuni slowly drank the rest of the wine in the glass, and watched Oda Sakunosuke dismantle the bomb with his head propped aside.

When the city police arrived, the tavern owner and waiters were standing outside the door, and Oda Sakunosuke had already dismantled the fake time bomb, and was waiting for Osamu Dazai to call the package deliverer over.

Because after the bomb/bomb was disassembled, they discovered that there was actually only a note in the bomb that said "Only look at me".

The woman who sent the fake bomb said that she just wanted to teach the other party a lesson because she was too angry to be entangled with too many women.

The matter was resolved smoothly. Except for the slight panic caused when it happened, the rest of the people actually breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the name of [Armed Detective Agency].

In the end, the city police also expressed their gratitude to the detective agency and tried to drive them back.

Although Dazai refused with the reason that he wanted to take a few steps to sober up.

"I have to say, Mr. Oda has always been reliable at critical moments." On the way back together, Eight Hundred Bikuni sighed softly.

Osamu Dazai, who caused the commotion but had no psychological barrier, agreed with a smile: "After all, it is Odasaku!"

The young man in the sand-colored windbreaker had a slightly proud look on his face. The eight hundred bhikkuni looked at his face and subconsciously softened his expression.

The time of four or five years was just a blink of an eye to her, but Dazai Osamu had undergone earth-shaking changes.

This child who was only bored and alienated from the world when he first met, is now working in a place where others feel at ease when they hear their name, and who protects everyone.

She gathered her overcoat and shrunk her neck when the sea breeze blew.

Suddenly something appeared on the neck.

Eight hundred bhikkhuni was stunned for a moment, then paused.

Osamu Dazai unknowingly took off his scarf, put it around her neck, wrapped the scarf around her neck, and finally arranged it intimately to ensure that she would not be strangled.

"It will be a little cold at night." Osamu Dazai said with a smile, "So next time you go for a walk, remember to wear gloves and a scarf."

Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni laughed and thanked in a low voice.

"Although I don't mind, Miss Yabai still doesn't like me..." Dazai said jokingly, "After all, I have always been super popular."

Bikkuni Yao heard the words and was about to answer, when the cell phone in Osamu Dazai's pocket suddenly rang, the voice from the other side, even if the hands-free was not turned on, Bikkuni Yabai could clearly hear it.

"Too! Zai! Where did you go, you bastard! Didn't I tell you to gather on time!!!"

Osamu Dazai put the phone a little far away to avoid his ears being damaged by Kunikida Doppo's roar, and said in a brisk tone: "Oda Saku and I are already on our way back~"

He was answered by the sound of the call being cut off.

"Kunikida's temper is still so bad..." Dazai Osamu muttered a few words, then turned his face and asked Bikuni Yabai: "Miss Yabai, do you want to go home or go to the coffee shop?"

Babaichuni did not answer his question, but instead asked: "We have to gather at such a late hour, is there anything wrong with the detective agency?"

"Oh, this," Dazai put his hands on the back of his head, and said to her, "Because I introduced a newcomer to join the club, Kunikida and the others said that they would gather everyone to discuss the newcomer's entrance test. Miss Yabai, do you want to participate together? ?”

In the Armed Detective Agency, there is an [Application Test] that is not open to newcomers.Even if you pass the first round of interviews, you still have to complete hidden tests in the subsequent probationary period before you can be accepted as a member of the Armed Detective Agency.

The eight hundred bhikkhuni just thought for a moment, then shook his head and said: "It's very late, I'll go home directly."

At the end, she added: "I will return the scarf to you after I wash it."

"Eh?" Osamu Dazai smiled and said, "It's okay if you don't wash it, I don't mind."

Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni directly ignored this sentence.

——*——

Even the dark night couldn't cover up the lights on the ground, Guiwu Tsuji sat alone in a coffee shop near the sea, his red plum-colored eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes fell on the screen of the mobile phone in his hand.

In the latest news he received, he found something worthy of attention.

Over the years, Gui Wu Tsuji has been collecting information about the eight hundred bhikkhunis through various channels, and there are also some shady channels.

And just a few years ago, he suddenly discovered that there seemed to be someone other than him in the black market who was also looking for [Eight Hundred Bhikkuni].

Although it is not sure whether the person the other party is looking for is the same person as the [Eight Hundred Bikuni] he wants to find, but this is the first time he has encountered such a thing in so many years.

This kind of coincidence would naturally attract Oni Wu Tsuji's attention, so he also spent a lot of effort to track down the other party's clues, and the result he got was enough to make Oni Wu Tsuji ponder for a long time.

Another person who is looking for her is a person from the port Mafia, and his name is Tong Mo.

It's hard to say what kind of mood Guiwu Tsuji Wumi faced when he heard the news. The current Tong Mo is naturally not the Tong Mo he knows, and this fact is also reflected in the fact that he learned from himself now. It was confirmed in the news from Fyodor, who is also a member of [Five Decays of Heaven and Man], his partner.

In fact, the reason why Oni Wu Tsuji joined [Five Decays of Heaven and Man] was only because they had the same goal as themselves—the [Book] hidden somewhere in Yokohama.

Although the purpose after getting the [Book] is different, that kind of thing is not within the scope of Onimai Tsuji's consideration.

However, although they are both members of [The Five Decays of Heaven and Man], most of the time they do their own things, and only occasionally exchange information, and Fyodor seems to be brewing some huge plan, So for this plan, he has been collecting information from various organizations in Yokohama.

As the most ferocious and dark side of Yokohama, Port Mafia naturally cannot escape from his intelligence network.

And Ghost Mai Tsuji also learned from Fyodor's information that Tongmo today was killed by Mori Ou, who was a black market doctor in Yokohama at that time, a few years ago when Yokohama was still in chaos. Foreign accommodation, and after the other party took over as the leader of Port Mafia, they also joined Port Mafia.

As early as four years ago, Tong Mo had already become one of the five cadres of the port Mafia, second only to the leader.

Guiwu Tsuji Wucan sneered, dismissing such things, all he cared about was why Tong Mo asked about the news of Babaichuni, and a speculation also arose in his heart.

Perhaps Tong Mo... also thought of Eight Hundred Bhikkuni.

Such speculation continued for three or four years, until he got new news—someone in the black market was offering a reward of [-] bhikkhunis.

If she is found, she can get a reward of 30 billion from the employer who issued the reward.

When he saw the not-so-clear photo that was sent along with the reward order, Gui Wu Tsuji Wusai suddenly widened his eyes.

Only then did he realize that maybe he had been thinking wrong all along, it wasn't that Tong Mo remembered something, but—

Tong Mo had already met Eight Hundred Bhikkhunis.

This kind of cognition suddenly made Onimai Tsuji's heartstrings tense, he rang the alarm bells all over his body, and some unpleasant memories also appeared in his mind.

In the final battle with the Demon Killing Team, it was not Mumai Tsuji who was by the side of Yabaichuni at the last moment.

Thinking of the past, Oni Wu Tsuji couldn't contain the rising anger again, he clenched the corners of his mouth, and turned off the phone screen in his hand.

According to the latest news, the task of offering a reward of [-] nuns has been completed by the port mafia.

This also means that Tong Mo has found the eight hundred bhikkhunis.

So Gui Wu Tsuji thought, it's time to meet Tong Mo.

——*——

Yabaichuni meets the newcomers of the Armed Detective Agency in a coffee shop.

Wearing a white shirt and black overalls, the boy with short white hair said hello to Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni shyly and awkwardly.

"Hello," Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni nodded and responded, "What do you need?"

Because the storefront of the coffee shop is not too big, there are only a few shift employees in the store except for a store manager. Today, someone happened to ask for leave. As the boss, Babaichuni had nothing to do, so he came over by himself. class.

Atsushi Nakajima panickedly took out the drinks that everyone asked him to order from his pocket, and read them one by one to Babaichuni. The latter patiently listened to him, and then told him: "It takes a few minutes to wait. Sit in your seat and wait a while."

Hearing this, Atsushi Nakajima hurriedly bowed to thank her again, and smiled at her embarrassedly: "I am a newcomer who just joined the job today..."

"I know," Eight Hundred Bikuni said while brewing the drinks they wanted, "Dazai-kun told me last night that there are new people coming from the Detective Society today."

"Ah, that's it." Atsushi Nakajima showed a bit of surprise, and asked her again: "Are you familiar with everyone in the detective agency?"

From his expression, the eight hundred bhikkuni could tell what question he really wanted to ask.

She smiled, packed the drink he wanted, and handed it to him: "Don't worry, everyone in the detective agency is easy to get along with, so there is no need to be nervous."

"Eh?" Atsushi Nakajima was taken aback by her mind-reading answer, and nodded hurriedly after realizing it: "Thank you."

At this moment, someone pushed the door open and came in.

"Good morning, Dazai-kun." Eight Hundred Bikuni greeted, took out the scarf wrapped in a paper bag from the locker below, and handed it to him from the bar: "Thank you for the scarf last night."

Hearing that Dazai stretched out a hand, he casually took the paper bag: "Ah, you're welcome, if you need it next time, you can also come to me~"

Standing next to them, Atsushi Nakajima froze in place, thinking that he could borrow things like scarves casually...

So what is the relationship between this kind lady clerk and Mr. Dazai?

Before Atsushi Nakajima could guess, Osamu Dazai hooked his neck and whispered in his ear, "Atsushi has been staring at Miss Yabai~"

Atsushi Nakajima's face turned red immediately, and he waved his hands in a panic to try to explain something, but got a hearty laugh from Osamu Dazai and an answer like "I'm just kidding."

He breathed a sigh of relief and caught up with Osamu Dazai when he entered the elevator first.

——*——

That night, people from the Armed Detective Agency held a welcome ceremony for Atsushi Nakajima in the coffee shop downstairs.

In order to make this welcome ceremony a bit more ceremonial, Osamu Dazai went to ask if there was any paper crown or something like a paper crown. Dazai gave him what he wanted, and Dazai thanked him with a smile, and ordered an extra spicy curry rice by the way.

In fact, curry and rice are sold in the coffee shop, and it is entirely because of the suggestion of one of the members of the Armed Detective Agency, Oda Sakunosuke.

Because this person likes curry rice very much, and the taste is extremely unique. Curry rice with general spiciness is completely classified as food for children, so after being told by the other party several times, curry rice is also used in coffee shops. The meal is added to the menu.

But Sakunosuke Oda had already ordered a super spicy curry rice when he came down, and Dazai would not destroy his stomach like this, so he can know who this new curry rice is for, even without guessing .

Eight Hundred Bhikuni sighed. In order to prevent a newcomer from fearing the detective agency when he first joined, he went to the back kitchen and asked the chef to make the new curry rice less spicy.

The curry rice was brought to the table by Yabaichuni himself. After seeing Dazai push the curry rice to Atsushi Nakajima, he happily explained that this is a special feature of the store, so he must try it At that time, the Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni had the idea that it was indeed the case.

The white-haired new member looked at Osamu Dazai with a moved face, took a big mouthful of curry rice and stuffed it into his mouth, and replied very happily: "Thank you for your recommendation, Mr. Dazai, it is delicious!"

Dazai's smile froze on his face.

But his expression has always changed very quickly. Before they noticed the stiffness, Osamu Dazai smiled and replied: "You're welcome."

Eight Hundred Bhikuni didn't intend to stay longer, but there happened to be a guest at the next table who had finished their meal. When she stopped by to clean up the table, the topic of the Armed Detective Agency turned into guessing everyone's previous occupations at some point.

Among them, the most difficult to guess, and was even rated as one of the "Seven Mysteries" in the Armed Detective Agency, was Osamu Dazai's previous occupation.

"By the way, the bonus for guessing correctly has already accumulated to 70~"

When Atsushi Nakajima was planning to give up because he had heard about the difficulty, Osamu Dazai whispered devilishly in his ear, tempting him to continue guessing.

Atsushi Nakajima immediately cheered up again, as if he would never let it go until he guessed it.

But in the end it became a wild guess, and he couldn't figure out what Osamu Dazai's previous occupation was.

"Ah," Dazai let out a lively tone gleefully at the side, "It's a pity that Atsushi didn't guess right at all."

In fact, he also gave Atsushi Nakajima a reminder.

"Oda Saku is the same as my previous occupation~" Osamu Dazai said.

So Atsushi Nakajima stared at Sakunosuke Oda for a long time. From this appearance, the only ones he could guess were teachers, writers, and even community security.

Osamu Dazai covered his stomach and laughed super happily, and the speed of denial was also super fast: "All wrong!"

Seeing Atsushi Nakajima's dejected expression, Osamu Dazai held his face as if he had found out his conscience, and suddenly glanced at the eight hundred monks beside him.

So he said, "Miss Babai also knows."

As soon as this sentence came out, not only Atsushi Nakajima, but also other people in the detective agency were stunned. Although I always knew that Dazai Osamu and the owner of the coffee shop downstairs seemed to have known each other for a long time, but even He also knows his previous occupation, so he can be regarded as a very good friend.

"How long have you known each other?" When Tanizaki Naomi asked this question, Osamu Dazai folded his hands and showed a contemplative expression, "Let me think... four years? Five years? Anyway, it's been almost this long .”

"Eh?!"

Everyone else in the detective agency looked surprised, thinking that Mr. Dazai is only 22 years old now, "Isn't that because we met when we were seventeen or eighteen?"

I don't know what I thought of, but suddenly someone said: "What a good time..."

The eight hundred bhikkuni could no longer pretend that she hadn't heard anything and continued to clear the table. She put down the rag in her hand and said, "Although we have known each other for a long time, Mr. Dazai has changed a lot."

Atsushi Nakajima, who had just arrived at the Armed Detective Agency, suddenly saw the ring on Bikuni Yabai's finger, and subconsciously asked, "Miss Yabai...are you married to Mr. Dazai?"