The whole of Yokohama thought we were together

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Kunikida Doppo stopped writing and thought for a while: "Didn't the hot spring coupons be issued a few years ago?"

"It doesn't matter if this kind of hot spring benefits are the same every year?" Yosano Akiko touched his face, "Beauty and beauty can also relieve the fatigue of work for a year."

Tanizaki Naomi also hugged Tanizaki Junichiro's arm when she heard the words, and said with a smile, "Naomi likes to soak in hot springs with my brother~"

"Naomi..." Junichiro Tanizaki said awkwardly, "The hot springs should be soaked separately..."

"I want food coupons." Edogawa Ranpo tore open the bag of potato chips and interrupted them, "The famous detective wants food coupons!"

Kunikida Doppo looked at him: "Mr. Ranpo, are you sure you could finish eating these 'specialties' years ago?"

Edogawa Ranpo pretended not to hear, biting the potato chips.

Now that this matter has been discussed, Kunikida Doppo simply sent a message to a few people who are not in the club at the moment, asking for their opinions. Finally, after statistics, the members' thoughts are as follows——

With Yosano Akiko Tanizaki Naomi: Hot Spring Ticket

Edogawa Rampo: Gourmet Coupons

Akutagawa Ryunosuke Tanizaki Junichiro: Feel free

Oda Sakunosuke: Although he is more inclined to give bonuses directly, he is free to

Osamu Dazai: Bandage Discount Coupon

Kenji Miyazawa: Cow

Kunikida Doppo after reading the summary: "..."

[The members really have a wide range of hobbies. ]

He rubbed his temples, got up and went to the president's office, intending to let the other party make a decision, but after Fukuzawa Yukichi knew this, he was not as embarrassed as he thought, and instead asked Kunikida Doppo's preference.

"Eh? Me?" Kunikida Doppo thought for a moment, "Actually, to be honest, I have the same attitude towards welfare as Akutagawa Tanizaki, so before seeing their suggestions, yes I think it is decided by the opinion of the majority.”

Fukuzawa Yukichi: "Why did you change your mind after seeing the suggestion?"

"Because everyone's ideas are too scattered." Kunikida Doppo said, "Almost everyone's ideas are different, and it feels difficult to unify."

Fukuzawa Yukichi glanced at him, then raised his hand and pointed on the summary form: "Isn't this the majority!"

Kunikida looked at the line of "hot spring coupons" and suddenly came to his senses!

[Although there are only two people, it is indeed a majority! ]

So the benefits for the Spring Festival were decided (hastily) in this way. Although it was different from what many people imagined, the result was acceptable.

The pre-purchased tickets will be used on the second day after the year. When they heard the news, the people in the detective agency began to plan the itinerary for that day. However, what everyone did not expect was that this ticket, In the end, I didn't get a chance to use it.

--

In the blink of an eye, it was New Year's Day. When Oda Sakunosuke opened his eyes, he was not surprised to see Dazai Osamu sleeping with his head covered by a quilt. Sometimes, I was worried that the other party would not breathe well and suffocate to death.

But when he saw Osamu Dazai alive and kicking that day, his guess disappeared.

Afterwards, he observed that Osamu Dazai still exposed his face when he slept at night, and he was completely tucked under the quilt during the day. Oda Sakunosuke understood that this person should like to sleep in a completely dark environment.

Oda Sakunosuke got up and washed as quietly as possible, and when he was about to leave after packing up, he found that the other party was still awake.

Thinking about the invitation mentioned by the other party some time ago, Oda Sakunosuke hesitated whether to remind Dazai Osamu not to be late, but just as he was thinking this way, the quilt was suddenly lifted, and the person inside was panting, his eyes were fixed Looking at the ceiling.

Oda Sakunosuke was stunned for a moment, and hurried over: "Dazai?"

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Dazai Osamu's body, and his black hair was almost soaked, sticking to his forehead in a mess.

He didn't seem to hear Oda Sakunosuke's voice, until the other party came over, he still maintained the original posture, unconsciously clutching the quilt in his hands, breathing in confusion.

Oda Sakunosuke stood next to his futon, lowered his head, and called again: "Dazai?"

This time, Osamu Dazai's gaze finally moved towards him slowly, and when his eyes focused on his face, Osamu Dazai blinked.

The next moment, he let go of the quilt he was holding tightly, tried to calm his breathing, smiled and waved to him: "Ah, good morning."

The sweat on his forehead was still not dry, and his smile was still stiff, which made Oda Sakunosuke a little worried.

"What's wrong with you?" He asked, "Sure enough, you still suffer from lack of oxygen when you sleep under the blanket?"

"Ah, it's nothing." Osamu Dazai propped himself up and sat up, wiped his forehead with sweat, "I just had a nightmare."

Oda Sakunosuke: "That's it..." He comforted, "It's just a nightmare, it's not real."

A scene from a dream flashed before his eyes—the man with scarlet eyes stood opposite him with a cold face, swinging his arms like thorns, and the feeling of his neck being cut was very clear.

Osamu Dazai touched his neck subconsciously, but only touched a layer of wet bandage.

He was silent for a moment, there was no smile on his face with his back to Oda Sakunosuke, but his tone was brisk: "Well, it's not true."

After a false alarm, Oda Sakunosuke said goodbye to him and prepared to go to the western restaurant.

Before going out, Oda Sakunosuke glanced back subconsciously. Osamu Dazai was still sitting there with his head lowered, as if trying to relieve the lingering horror from the nightmare.

Oda Sakunosuke thought for a while, and called out to him: "Dazai."

Osamu Dazai looked over in response.

Oda Sakunosuke: "Happy New Year."

Osamu Dazai froze for a moment, then smiled slowly.

"Well, happy new year."

--

Osamu Dazai arrived at the foot of the mountain where the temple is located at the agreed time, and shortly after he arrived, Miss Shiori also arrived.

It can be seen that the other party has been well-dressed today, with long hair tied up in a bun, pink kimono dotted with cherry blossoms, delicate and lovely.

In contrast, Osamu Dazai's clothes are very ordinary. He neither wears traditional clothes nor spends much time on clothes. He looks very ordinary, but Miss Shiori is still very happy to see him.

"Mr. Dazai."

Shiori's appearance is actually extremely dignified and beautiful. At first glance, she looks like Yamato Nadeko, especially when she smiles, it makes people feel very comfortable.

Osamu Dazai nodded to her: "Miss Shiori, let's go."

The two walked up the mountain.

Although some people like to queue up in front of the shrine in the early morning to get the first blessing of the new year, most people still choose to come during the day.

This time is not too early or too late, it is the time when there are many people, although it is crowded, but the noise around, the atmosphere of the New Year is even stronger.

But in fact, Osamu Dazai doesn't like places with many people. The reason why he agreed to Shiori's invitation this time is mainly due to three reasons.

One is that he has always disliked disappointing a beautiful lady;

The second is that he doesn't like children more than adults, so he can't stay with Oda Sakunosuke;

Third, and the most important point, when the Supernatural Secret Service Division asked Shiori about Nagata, her answer was vague, saying "I have seen it" for a while, and "Maybe I haven't seen it" for a while, This made him feel a little strange.

Therefore, he intends to take this opportunity to ask clearly.

Saluting, ringing the bell, praying, and drawing lots, when Shiori was doing these things, Osamu Dazai stood not far away to accompany him, and did not participate.

Because of the pretentiousness in his heart, and the fact that the influence of the nightmare has not disappeared, Osamu Dazai was actually a little absent-minded this morning. When Shiori walked towards the booth of the peace charm, his eyes wandered aimlessly, but he did not expect that , this flash unexpectedly hit a terrible thing.

It didn't seem right to say something, because Osamu Dazai looked closely and found that it was a person wearing a fox mask.

Dressed in a solemn and gorgeous kimono, she stood in front of the worship hall with a dignified posture, under a half fox mask, the corners of her lips were slightly raised, like a meaningful smile.

It's rare to see people dressed up like this when praying for blessings during the New Year, and no one around them cares.

"Mr. Dazai."

Osamu Dazai was attracted by Shiori's voice nearby, and looked over subconsciously, and when he turned his head again, the strangely dressed person had disappeared.

"Mr. Dazai?" Seeing him staring at the hall in a daze, Shiori felt a little strange, "What are you looking at? Is there anything there?"

"...It's nothing." Osamu Dazai withdrew his gaze, paused, and asked, "Miss Shiori, what kind of shrine is this?"

Shiori didn't care about his casual questioning, and said with a smile, "It's Inari Shrine."

[Sure enough, it is the God of Three Foxes...]

Osamu Dazai was thoughtful.

Seeing that he was about to lose his mind again, Shiori hurriedly picked up the things in his hand and handed them to the other party.

Osamu Dazai: "Huh?"

In the girl's palm, a small and exquisite amulet lay there quietly.

"Mr. Dazai, this is the omamori I pray for you." Shiori looked at him, "The detective agency saved me before, and the gift I gave as a thank you was sent to the detective agency long ago, but this omamori, I want to give it to you myself."

"Mr. Dazai is a gentle and considerate man," Shiori put the Omori into his palm, and said softly, "So I hope that in the new year, Mr. Dazai will be healthy and smooth, and there will be no injuries."

Osamu Dazai looked down at the mormori in his palm.

It is a health prayer ward, which shows the heart of the giver, but Osamu Dazai feels a little pity in his heart.

Unfortunately, he was never a good person.

He clenched Yushou tightly, and when he raised his eyes, he decisively brought the topic back to his original thoughts.

"Miss Shiori just said that about the mansion, I'm actually a little confused."

Shiori tilted her head.

"Why is Shiori-san so uncertain about Nagata's existence?"

Shiori was stunned, as if she didn't expect him to ask this question, but she didn't intend to hide it, after pondering for a moment, she considered it and opened her mouth slowly.

"Because I have never seen how she came and how she left."

"Her appearance and disappearance are extremely sudden, and every time, I clearly know that I have seen her appearance clearly, but after she leaves, I can't recall her appearance at all."

"So I couldn't help but start to wonder if this person really appeared, or was it just a fantasy that I produced when my consciousness was fuzzy."