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The restaurant was so popular that there were no seats available when we arrived.

When he was thinking about changing his house, Osamu Dazai thought about it, and reported a series of membership card numbers to the waiter, and we successfully sat in the private room.

"I think the name of this store is very familiar, this time thanks to Mr. Mori," Dazai Osamu took a sip of iced lemonade, he was twitched by the sour look, biting his back molars and said, "Hiss...Mr. Mori is a person who can enjoy himself. There are almost all restaurants in Yokohama with a good reputation, and there are almost all kata."

So this time the bill was also included in the treat of the immediate boss, which is really gratifying.

Koyo Ozaki held the menu in front of my eyes and said, "Kuyin, what do you eat?"

"I can answer this question for him," Osamu Dazai held his chin and waved to the waiter. "Thank you for the coffee jelly first."

"...I thought we came here for dinner, and I would also care about the order of desserts, okay? Also, the quality of the coffee jelly depends on the quality of this store." I don't like any coffee jelly. Casual people, there is no time to complain about Osamu Dazai, I looked at Ryunosuke Akutagawa and Gin Akutagawa, "Why don't you sit down?"

During the meal, there were two people standing next to them like javelins, so they couldn't concentrate at all. The two brothers and sisters looked like they were standing guard, which attracted all the attention of the waiter.

I tried to restore the image of us who became more and more suspicious in the mind of the waitress: "It's not working time now, sit down."

"No, it is necessary to be prepared for an attack that may occur at any time," Akutagawa Ryunosuke said seriously, "It is our responsibility to protect Dazai... It is our responsibility to protect the cadres who are traveling."

You said it!I heard the word Dazai, even if I can't hear your heartbeat now, I can be sure that you clearly want to say only Dazai!

I saw the waiter's expression changed after hearing your words, so please do something—don't let her go to the police!

Akutagawa Ryunosuke's Dazai obsession seems to be getting more and more serious, so no one can give him a mouthful of forgotten milk?

In a critical moment, a certain bandage monster made the move. He raised his hand and called the waiter to say that he wanted to order. In fact, he turned to the waiter with a smile on his face: "Do you have any recommendations for delicious crab meat dishes, miss?"

Hey, the menu is getting in my hair.

The waiter over there is also troublesome - next, if you want to fall in love, please call the hell first to check - Dazai will rule on this person's life span before making a decision.

Akutagawa Yin said thoughtfully: "Miss Nanyin, let me tie up your excess hair for you."

So sweet, Silver!

I was wondering what to do if I didn't have superpowers to control my hair and cleverly avoid dishes.

I don't want to talk about Ryunosuke Akutagawa anymore, even if he is Mr. Akutagawa, the students and subordinates are still for my own good.

Koyo Ozaki also realized this, and looked at Dazai Osamu with a smile: "You really hold a lot of weight in this young man's heart."

Osamu Dazai maintained the posture of grabbing my hair in a bored manner, and with the other hand that was covered with plaster, he stretched out his fingers and flicked the glass, making a few crisp sounds.

Hearing this, he raised his eyelids, his expression unchanged: "Oh, that's really strange."

I'm very curious now, is Osamu Dazai thinking the same in his heart as he shows, or is it just superficially cold, but in his heart he can't help but laugh at his fanboy.

Osamu Dazai only has one hand, and he can't take care of eliminating my ability and eating at the same time. I said that it's okay to let go for a while, anyway, it's just eating and the Akutagawa brothers and sisters are on guard, so it's impossible for anything to happen.

The red light from Akutagawa Ryunosuke's whole body never dissipated: "No problem, just leave it to Shimo and Gin and Rashomon."

Behind him, Rashomon in the shape of a beast's head hangs there.

I don’t know if it’s because I didn’t enjoy masturbating the big cat under the moon a few days ago—after all, it would be inhumane for me to do it after knowing that it’s actually a person——I’m actually aware of it when I look at Rashomon. Cute feeling.

The □□mushroom puff pastry soup in this store is very good. This dish alone is enough to confirm the position of this store in my heart.

As far as today is concerned - everything is calm and the world is not destroyed. Lunch was delicious and a total victory for me.

...if I hadn't eaten that eyeball in the soup.

Face slaps always come in a timely manner, I stared at the eyeballs scooped up with a spoon: "..."

Koyo Ozaki was the first to react. Of course, no one in the port Mafia is afraid of this kind of human tissue. She grasped the red umbrella with a weapon hidden in the handle of the umbrella, and the supernatural golden Yasha appeared behind her in an instant. : "Enemy attack?"

There have been similar situations before. In order to retaliate against demonstrations, hostile organizations cut off a certain part of the hostage they captured and threw it into the food, and then it was sent to the dinner plate of the person who needed to demonstrate in any way. This is the most disgusting and anger-inducing form of provocation.

Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes slightly: "Akutagawa."

"Yes!" Akutagawa Ryunosuke reacted quickly, and the moment Dazai Osamu made a sound, he jumped out of the window to track down the enemy's figure.

It’s just that disgusting people are fine. The metaphor behind this method is “poisoning”. If even the food of cadres may be poisoned without knowing it, that is the most critical issue.

The problem is that this store was randomly selected by us. Just now Ryunosuke Akutagawa went to see the production process, no matter how you look at it, there is no chance of poisoning.

I want to start off by saying that wasting food is illegal.

Secondly... I said to everyone who was nervous: "Actually, it's not that serious."

Under the confused eyes of several other people, I picked up the eyeball and looked at it, then threw it into my mouth.

"!!!"

I chewed bang bang bang, nodded: "the strawberry flavor, but it is not so crispy after being stored for a long time, is it last year's Halloween biscuit?"

Akutagawa Gin was stunned: "It turned out to be a biscuit? How could it be so realistic?"

It's nothing, let alone eyeball biscuits, people nowadays can do anything for stimulation-they don't have the appetite of Knotweed Yujin, so they made high-precision imitation "two-sided Su Nuo finger biscuits".

Akutagawa Silver looked at me: "How did you see that?"

"The bubbles are floating." I think the biscuit has a lot of fillings, and it's a bit oozing, "who's eyeballs will lose color."

Ozaki Koye breathed a sigh of relief: "It's fine, have you guessed what's going on?"

Just as I was about to speak, I suddenly seemed to bite through something.

After choking, he spewed out a mouthful of blood.

I:"……"

Koyo Ozaki and I looked at each other, and the golden Yaksha that was just about to be put away behind me suddenly became more gloomy: "Where is the person in charge of this restaurant?"

Me: "No, wait-wait, this is a blood bag!"

Who the hell hid a bag of blood in a biscuit? !It’s too much for a Halloween cookie!

I stretched out my hand in the direction where Koyo Ozaki left, and accidentally forgot that Osamu Dazai was not holding my hair now.

With a bang, the private room collapsed towards the wall of the street outside.

...Does this mean that life and death must paralyze me?

Fortunately, there was no one on this road, so I stiffly said to Akutagawa Yin: "Yin, help me put your hand back, remember to adjust your posture or you will get numb."

I really can't move anymore.

When Akutagawa Yin was helping me break my posture, the waiter outside heard the voice, and many people rushed over to check—what happened—the supernatural person held a knife just now and said that he wanted to talk to their manager—the conversation was very long Scary, what happened? !

Osamu Dazai touched his chin and stared at the soup for a while, he picked up my spoon and stirred the soup a few times, then raised his eyebrows, showing a very interesting expression.

Immediately afterwards, he fished out the head, fingers, ribs, and heart from the soup in one breath... This is a full set of Halloween cookies!

Everyone took a deep breath: "This is our soup?!"

Even knowing it was fake, I felt a little queasy: "Why didn't I get these just now?"

Osamu Dazai arranged these things on the napkin according to the order of human organs: "It should be hands and feet that float after soaking for a while, which is quite interesting... oh?"

"what happened?"

"I have some unfortunate news for you," Osamu Dazai said with a smile, "the left arm is missing."

I:"……"

When I just drank the soup, I obviously chewed it slowly. It was definitely the damn thing that forgot to put it in, not me!

And Osamu Dazai, you don't need to arrange all these things so neatly, and you can't really spell out a person.

"It has nothing to do with ability this time, so..." Osamu Dazai, who still remembers what he was doing, stood up with a smile on his face, but it made people see that he was breaking out in cold sweat. He said to the waiters, "Someone Shall I explain-to you?"

Some people have already gone to study how the wall collapsed over there. Whether it's the waiters, the crowd of onlookers has also divided into several waves.

The heart sounds of these people are extremely noisy, and no one has the correct answer. It seems that they are masters. I have to wear a germanium ring to prevent myself from being distracted.

The waiters were stunned by Osamu Dazai's words: "Explain? Do you suspect that we did it?"

"How is it possible? This kind of prank doesn't do any good at all, does it?"

"Wages will be deducted... We have no grudge against you, isn't it your first time here?"

Not only the voices of this group of people talking, but the number of people outside suddenly increased for some reason. Osamu Dazai observed the situation, and said to the last waiter who spoke: "How do you know that we are the first time?" Come?"

"Hey?"

"The VIP card we use, in fact, you don't know the identity of the user. Anyone who can have that will definitely not be a new customer, right? Why did you - come up and say that we are here for the first time?"