On How To Teach Gravity To Diss A Blackhearted Boss

Waking up, I realized I was lying in the thick branches of an old tree.Staring blankly at the spots of light coming in from among the forest leaves, I was a little dazed for a moment.

The fundamental attribute of human beings is social attribute.This statement is not false at all.

Now all my attributes have been wiped out.

Even Mr. Oda and the boys...

Just because you want to erase my existence?Even all the "cause and effect" are not let go?

Why can't a new existence fill in my void?It's like the hyacinths in the Hong Kong|Black Flower Garden, like the pet shop on the old street.Couldn't Akira Kuroda appear without Akira Aoki?

The day before yesterday, Saku Le, who obediently gave me a hug to thank me for giving her the doll, is now that small, [-]-centimeter mound.Will not pinch the hem of the little skirt and coquettishly coquettish with me, "I also want a car like Yuu, can I?"

The black grape-like eyes look at us grown-ups, just like looking at the most majestic and reliable city wall.

……

So even Dazai lost to that guy.

It turned out that Dazai would lose too.

Feeling the daunting sting of the midday sun hitting my pupils as I raised my head, I made up my mind to do something different.

Being hit and forgotten is really painful.

But I didn't know him in the first 18 years, so I didn't survive.

**

Ranpo's brain and Dazai's ability are my best hopes right now, but I was still struggling until I left the beach last night-what would happen if I appeared directly in front of them?Without a foundation of trust and camaraderie, they can be a hot spring or a swamp to me.

But as soon as the sun shines today, I get rid of the mildew spots and throw away those ghostly spirits.

I don't know what the network suppressed the cloud last night!

Even if you don't know each other before, a random passer-by can't be sure whether it's sugar or poison.The identity of the Armed Detective Agency will at least have some professional ethics, right?Those who were miserable in the past have survived, but now I am not sure if there is sugar in front of me and I can’t swallow it?Show me hypocrisy.

Instead of worrying about how much the detective agency will pay for my confrontation with Hong Kong|Black, it is better to calculate how much benefit I can bring them.

I can't all be reduced to this end, and let myself be driven to death by guilt.

I moved into the back alley of the old building and stepped into the old elevator.

Once again knocking on the familiar door of the Armed Detective Agency.

***

Although I did a dozen mental preparations and thought of countless conversations that we would have when we met.

I also sorted out the "proof materials" that may be used, so that I can take them out directly.

But I never expected it to be such an odd scene when we met again.

……

It was Osamu Dazai who opened the door.

What a head-on crit.

I'm not sure I saw him tense.Is the Tsurumi River not beautiful enough today?Why was he wasting his time at the detective agency?

The two of us faced each other in silence for two seconds.

"Dazai?" Kunikida's doubtful voice came from behind him, "Is it the client?"

The guy in front of him woke up suddenly, his kite-colored eyes were about to reveal false tenderness.

I swiftly dodged his paw stretching towards my right hand, and a snakeskin walked around him.

Dazai: ...

Kunikida who has witnessed everything: ...

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Before I could open my mouth to speak to Mr. Kunikida, there was an excited exclamation from the window:

"Miss Ghost!"

The sound of Luanbu is always so energetic.But let me ask - what is a "ghost"?

And why did the whole detective agency, including the clerk, stare at me with such a voice?

Am I a giant panda in Japan?

I looked down at my clothes.A loose old windbreaker that hasn't been worn for several years is thrown into the space, and a long-sleeved linen shirt and suit pants are inside.

Very normal commuting clothes for office workers?ghost?Is it because my face is too ugly?

Luanbu's energetic voice rang out again: "Oh, of course Miss Ghost's clothes are fine, it's just..."

He hesitated and stopped talking, staring straight at me.

I tilted my head to look at his rare confused look, and even opened my hands to him for his observation.

Ranbu curled his lips, and put on his glasses unceremoniously.

The detective agency fell into an eerie silence.

……

Ranpo took off his glasses, but he didn't comment on me.

He just stared at me in a thoughtful manner: "You are here to find me."

"Perhaps... a Dazai will be added?"

"Oh--did Miss Ghost come here specially to find me?"

Dazai floated over from behind, with a high spirit, and cheekily pretending not to understand the relationship between primary and secondary, trying to put his paws on my shoulders.

Behind him, Kunikida murmured in confusion, "So it's not an entrustment? It's looking for someone."

"Finally someone understands my dream! Are you willing to die in love with me?"

"This beautiful lady, we must be destined—"

I skillfully grabbed his paws that were reaching for me, and covered his mouth with my backhand.

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"Maybe Mr. Dazai can tell me what's going on with 'Ghost'?" I asked friendly.

"that……"

Tanizaki Naomi tried to interject.

"Sorry, I called that first."

"Because of the posts circulating on the Internet this morning..."

"Since Mr. Ranpo called you that...then you should be the... lady who paid homage to the dead that was circulated on the Internet last night."

online?last night?Pay homage to the dead?

My heart skipped a beat, and I was really confused.

I found out that Oda's tomb is real last night, has anyone seen it?But... Memorial?

Tanizaki Naomi kindly showed me the phone.

After I flipped through it quickly: "..."

Oda-san, is there any room next to you?Let's squeeze.

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So in the eyes of others, there is a lunatic who went to other people's graves to play disco in the middle of the night, right?Look at how serious this light stick is waving.

Seeing my stunned look, Osamu Dazai finally didn't bother to test me.After all, no matter how he tried to test me, he didn't bother to hide his familiarity, and he didn't seem to have much interest in acting today.

He put his hands in the windbreaker pockets, tilted his head with a smile, and looked at me curiously.

"Miss, do you know Odasaku?"

"I know."

I looked into his waiting eyes, met his gaze, and continued talking without disappointing him.

"I still know you guys."

Tanizaki Junichiro frowned: "But..."

"This is the 'incident' that the miss wants to entrust." Dazai interrupted him, staring at me closely.

I nodded silently.Listening to Kunikida's low voice: "So it's still a commission."

Ranbu suddenly stood up without saying a word, and went straight to the president's office.

Osamu Dazai squinted at the back of Luanbu for a moment, and said meaningfully to me with a long voice: "It turns out that Miss is still the 'Mrs. Central Plains' who was hunted down by all parties since yesterday morning."

Kunikida beeped incessantly, and looked at me with vigilant eyes.The Tanizaki brothers and sisters also looked at me with astonishment.

I was in a bad mood: "Ah—Mr. Kunikida looked at me so unfriendly, I'm very sad."

Kunikida apologized almost reflexively: "Ah, I'm sorry!"

After apologizing, I began to doubt my life—it seems okay for me to be wary of her, right?She is from Hong Kong | Black, and she looks familiar to us...

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**

"Come with me." Dazai Osamu said.

I followed him into the meeting room of the detective agency.

Having never been in a conference room, I glanced around curiously, then sat down obediently.

Osamu Dazai was sitting next to me.

Ranpo must have realized the trouble "accepting" me would cause, and went to President Fukuzawa.

So face Mr. Fukuzawa in a while?I'm a little nervous.

When I saw him for the first time before, I was so scared by his face that I almost turned myself away on the spot with supernatural powers.

When I met Mori Ogai for the first time, I thought he was quite kind...

—I didn’t believe first impressions anymore.

**

Dazai didn't sit still while waiting.

"Who is Miss Odasaku?"

Ah sure enough, he didn't care what I knew about him.Probably in his eyes, I am nothing more than an enemy at worst, that is, "a mere mortal wound".

I still cry for Oda's grave, which seems to make him want to explore more.

"I...um...we're friends."

I looked into his calm eyes, hesitated for a moment, and took out Sakule's little glove and handed it to him.

"Saki Le left it at my place a few days ago. I took it with me, thinking that I would return it to her next time I see her."

Dazai froze.

He took the gloves over and said nothing.

I also lowered my head quietly and clasped my fingers silently, without breaking the silence...

Refreshing wind rushed in from the door with the movement of pushing the door, and Ranbu walked into the meeting room with President Fukuzawa who raised his head behind him.

Touching the cold eyes of "Silver Wolf", I unnaturally look back.

After the two sat down opposite each other, Dazai's expression returned to normal.Look at me quietly.

***

I briefly talked about the general interpersonal relationship and current situation in the "past" in my memory.Described to them the whole process of the afternoon before yesterday.

Perhaps because of the psychological foreshadowing, this time the narrative is smoother and more detailed.I also discovered some details that I had overlooked in this quiet eloquence.

"Is there something wrong?" Osamu Dazai saw my hesitation just now.

The three people in front of me were calm, and none of them were surprised by the "past" I mentioned.Invisibly made me feel a lot more at ease.

Hearing Dazai's question, I thought about it carefully, and decided to tell the truth.Only the details of some abilities are hidden.

"Indeed." I thought about it, "I often feel sleepy around five o'clock in the evening. And I was busy for a long time the day before yesterday, running around, so it's normal to fall asleep."

"But... I woke up the night before and was still tired, even visibly more tired. I thought it was because the couch was too soft. Then I got all my attention from... our conflict."

"But thinking about it now, the exhaustion was abnormal."

"You must have a guess in your heart." Luanbu twisted the water-green glass beads in his palm against the sunlight coming in from the window, and took a moment to glance at me with emerald green eyes of the same color.

I nodded: "I had a similar feeling when the ability was overdrawn before."

Luanbu changed the direction of the glass bead to the light, and there was no opening.

"Can you tell me about your 'before' experience?" Osamu Dazai put his elbows on the table and crossed his fingers.It is rare for the state to look at me as a client seriously.

I was silent for a moment, and looked over at him cautiously.

After receiving my hint, Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes and stopped talking.

……

"It's okay, Ms. Aoki." Osamu Dazai raised his head again, resting his chin on the back of his hands with crossed fingers, his iris-colored eyes contained gentle sparkles, and seemed to be looking at his former friend through me with nostalgia, "I also want to Listen, another result."

……