On How To Teach Gravity To Diss A Blackhearted Boss

Perhaps the traces of this world belonging to me really disappeared.

I curled up in this deserted alley in despair, looking at the dark sky, digesting today's discovery.

After turning from that river, I went to my shop first.

If not, that location is now a strange store, it seems to be a pet store or a pet hospital.It's completely gone from what I'm familiar with.

That street also has more miscellaneous things and strange shops than when I was there, and it looks messier and older at first glance.

After I confirmed it, I quietly left again, not daring to wander outside for the time being.

When I was first married, I came home angrily one day because of an argument with a hardware store owner who was new to Yokohama.I couldn't help but whisper to Chuya: If I was photographed beating someone half to death in the street, would the police come to me?

Zhong also flipped through the files without thinking: Who messed with you?Don't worry about it, Akutagawa will take care of it.

I:"……"

Ah, indeed.Then I guess if I have any conscience at that time, I will have to burn incense sticks to those policemen.

After Dazai let go, this person is really about to become a mad dog... The key point is that the dog Mori Ogai watched this child become more and more extreme, his methods became more and more cruel, and his weak body was still working like 007!

It's fine if he doesn't stop Mori Ogai, but he also took advantage of the trend to make him a Hong Kong|black sign?What kind of rubbish boss is this?

Thinking about the hardware store owner, I really felt that it was a bit too much for him to face Akutagawa.

I have no doubt that when I said "beat him up and let him lie down for two days", what Akutagawa heard was "this man can sleep forever".

Of course, I will never admit that I feel suffocated and guilty when I think of Akutagawa's repeater declaration of "Please tell me where Mr. Shimo Dazai is!" when he saw me.

After all, this kid is the only one who is serious about arresting Dazai, and also the only one who doesn't know where Dazai is now...

After thinking about it for a while, I tactfully suggested: Zhongye, you should find someone to hack the surveillance for me.

……

it's good now.

I huddled in the corner of the alley and watched the people coming and going on the street outside, decadent like a sloth.

Hong Kong|Hei If the municipal monitoring came to me after hacking, it would be really crying and no one would let me cry in my arms.

Since I left that river, there have been more and more black suits on the street outside.

It's the kind of people who don't know anything that seems to be the same as usual, but those who know a little bit of inside information seem to be able to vaguely see that something is wrong.

Mori Ogai's search for face is really proficient.

Any hostile organization looks like a good organization that "lost its high-level family members and desperately concealed the news while searching everywhere".

Then wouldn't these hostile organizations play a life-and-death race with Hong Kong |

……

I bit my chapped lower lip irritably, and finally recalled the fear of being dominated by green tea.

The old green tea dog has become a habit of scolding too much, and I almost forgot why I scolded him so much in the first place.

——Isn't it because of the many coquettish manipulations he did after he suddenly discovered that I was in love with Zhong Ye.

As a woman who has lived two lifetimes, I am ashamed of Mori Ogai's level of tea art.

If it weren't for the little white lotus Dazai on my side, whether I could get Chuya in the end is still open to question.

Ah...it's starting to fill my head again.

Love only affects the speed at which I draw my sword.Let's think of something else.

If I set the barrier to be transparent in my ability space, people can indeed not see that this area is surrounded by me.But the transparent barrier is like glass, and the things inside can't be hidden.It doesn't make me invisible in it.

But if it's dark at night it's fine.After all I can paint the space black!

I made up my mind to rest now, and I decided to act again at night.

……

Shrinking in the dark corner of the alley, I looked at the gray area on the barrier that I had painted for a long time, and felt emotional.

——Who would have thought that to develop a new use for an ability, one would have to be forced to learn how to paint?

**

After confirming that my store was no longer there, I was already thinking about what to do next.

I once said to Osamu Dazai that "the sky is falling and there is a tall one holding it up, so it's not my turn."

The dog turned his head and taunted Zhongya with my words.

Heh, besides being tall, handsome, knowledgeable, smart, good at talking about love, high in EQ, and occasionally gentle, does this Osamu Dazai have any other advantages?How can it compare to my Chuya?

I thought so confidently.

……

Since he is so proud of his height, I can only ask him to come out and solve my sky-falling problem.

But I'm afraid it won't work to go straight up.

Mori Ogai, I still have the confidence to fight against Ranpo and Xiaobairian when I have my back against him, but Osamu Dazai really can't do it.Hitting his hand without knowing him probably felt like entering a torture room.I haven't forgotten my Dazai PTSD back then.

Although this guy has been in the detective agency for almost a year now, Ranpo has reminded him several times that "this is an armed detective agency".It shows that this guy's first reaction and thinking mode are still very "Hong Kong | black".I'm sure it's hard to win his trust.

This option will be discussed later...

It is probably safer to start with Oda Sakunosuke to find him.

Speaking of Oda...

I thought of another brilliant candidate.

——Ango Sakaguchi.

Corruption is a good thing.

What worries me is that Sakaguchi is a member of the Supernatural Secret Service Division.And it is an existence that can give up many "secondary things" for the "great righteousness" in his heart.

I'm afraid I won't be able to please him if I fall directly into his hands.If I want him to help me, I'm afraid I still have to find Oda as an intermediary.

——So, it's time to find Oda.

Back then when those battlefield ghosts came to pick things up, I didn't even have a chance to meet the bosses of this group of cheating things, and I was tricked into my own power space by Dazai.

Although it was to save Oda and his cubs, thinking about the complicated expression that Chuya looked at me after I came out, I wanted to beat him up again.

The experience of being locked up and sleeping by my own ability also made me fully realize how terrifying people with good brains are.I have no doubt that if Dazai wanted to kill me, he didn't even need to get his hands dirty.

Fortunately, the two of us have been working together as a nest of snakes and rats with a similar taste... Ah no, I mean, um... There is still a precious friendship between us.

……

I recalled the turbulent past in a disorderly way, letting all kinds of thoughts fill my mind, trying to suppress some bad guesses about the year.

— After all, how could someone as smart as Dazai lose to Mori Ogai?

***

Twilight Quadruple.

Ordinary people tacitly no longer set foot in Yokohama at night after returning home. I was annoyed to find that there were more mafias active on the street reflected by the street lights than during the day!

Probably because night is a natural cover for filth.

After all, humans have always been very good at treating invisible things as if they don't exist.

The unidentified mafia crowd seemed to become more blatant during hours of fruitless searches, and the "private race" almost became a competition on the surface.

As the "important" "Ms. Nakahara" who was searched, I am really honored :)

……

Shrunk down the space to only fit me, and painted the shell black.

I sneaked and sneaked along the foot of the dark walls.

I don't know if it is to echo the "folk customs" of Yokohama. The street lights here are sparse and dark, and only a few large commercial gathering areas are brightly lit.It's convenient for me.

I can't be sure where Oda lives now, so I had to search for all the places he rented in my impression.

——Fortunately, Oda has always been a poor ghost, and has never been able to afford a house in the center.

At present, I am extremely insecure and have a strong need to survive. In the process of moving on the tortoise shell, I marked almost all the places I walked.

Fortunately, people with supernatural powers are only a small group of people after all, and those ordinary people didn't notice anything abnormal when I passed by.

So well!Back then, being able to pick up a mustard in a slum was really a big deal for Hong Kong | Black.Although for Akutagawa... I don't know if it's lucky.

……

As one location after another was excluded from X, some speculations that I deliberately avoided thinking about in the afternoon were already roiling in my mind, and it was difficult to suppress.

Stopping in front of the last shop, my heart sank when I looked at the unfamiliar shop, and then I began to feel at a loss.

This should be Mr. Matsuda's curry shop...I ate here a few days ago.

At least that's how I remember it.

The unfamiliar convenience store in front of me made me feel a little ridiculous.

A certain resisting answer finally broke free from the emotion of shrinking, and was put on the bright side by reason to accept exposure.

I suppressed my ups and downs, turned and left here.

Aimlessly, I paced along the shoreline alone.

how could be?Probably moved.After all, after those dementor-like things are dealt with, Oda will definitely realize that the address held by Mori Ogai is too unsafe.Wouldn't it be reasonable to change to a more secluded house?

I pressed that unease again.While stepping forward on the wet sand, he searched for a few big stones and marked them, and then threw them into the sea with all his might.

What's next?

I'm a little discouraged.

It would definitely not work to go directly to Ango Sakaguchi.I had an average relationship with him at the beginning, and now maybe we haven't been in touch for a long time, so we can't give him a bargaining chip of "friendship".I'm not good at negotiating interests, and I'm afraid he will take the initiative and let him see more things that he shouldn't see.

Don't want to enter Hong Kong|Black is one thing, not wanting to work as a social animal for the government is another.

If Oda is here, I can trust his character at least, and take out the small gloves that Sakule left at my house to prove our relationship to the Ango tester.If it doesn't work, I can ask Dazai to return the favor for my friend and help me solve the problem.

Now I can't find Oda at all, what should I do!

……

Dejected, I walked to the edge of a small hill facing the sea, and when I saw no one around, I took the space and lay down on the ground to rest.

There are no stars tonight, and the moon is hidden in the clouds.

It's so dark.

Am I going to go straight to Ranbu?

To be honest, until the last step, I really don't want to do it.

Ever since I fell in love with Zhongya, I have intentionally avoided the sensitive affairs of both parties, neither listening nor asking nor meddling.

Except for Zhongye's business trip arrangements after marriage, I don't know any action plans of Hong Kong|Black.The same goes for the detective agency.

I closed my eyes and covered my ears, and kept myself out of the dispute between dusk and night.Apart from the status of "friend in leisure time", I don't want to have any redundant roles for myself.

All along, based on my self-consciousness and the tacit understanding of both parties, I have indeed done a good job.

Now that the whole world is searching for my big trouble, am I really... going to bring trouble to the detective agency?

The Hong Kong|Black Society will become hostile to the detective agency because of me...

……

I sighed sadly and troubled.The tip of his right finger that was scratching and shaking unconsciously seemed to have scratched a cold stone.

I was so stimulated by the cold touch that I shivered, and I was slightly taken aback.

I put my phone on the tea table before going to bed yesterday afternoon, and when I woke up, everything was gone except my clothes and my own space.

I couldn't find a light source, and I struggled to find a few light sticks in the space, which seemed to be left over from a certain concert or game.

Although it is theoretically possible to have a fluorescent effect in my space, I haven't tried it, and I really don't want to make myself the brightest cub in this pitch black with a single mistake.

With a crackle, the two fluorescent sticks in my hand were brightened, and I shook them vigorously to let the liquid in the fluorescent sticks circulate quickly.

When the light sticks could barely illuminate a small area around me, I held them up and took a closer look at this unreasonably high stone.

— My fellow, it's a tombstone!

So... I was lying next to the dead just now?

I don't know if I should say MMP or not.

Hope he doesn't take me offended...

After thinking about it, I still bowed to him as if to make up for it.There is no incense in my hand, and the shape of the fluorescent stick is almost the same, so I can use it.

——That’s probably what it means, you’ve been watching me all the time, don’t mind, don’t mind.

Don't laugh at me for being superstitious, my materialistic worldview was destroyed by that guy with bright eyes when I was six years old.

He pierced not only the building, but also the spiritual beliefs of my child.

……

I have never seen this tombstone written before...

I suddenly realized that it was different.

Ordinary tombstones are written in Chinese characters, right?

"S·ODA?"

This seems to be an abbreviation of the Roman accent, and it does not include the year of birth and death and the person who erected the monument.

Wait... can't you?

Sakunosuke Oda...?

Oda Sakunosuke?

no... no...

I froze in bewilderment.

Is it because I have been looking for him tonight, so I have an association...

I almost immediately wanted to turn around and escape from here!

But the sea breeze, with its salty taste and warmer temperature than the land, came right in, wrapped me up and held me back.The wisps of wind seem to comb my nerves and courage that are usually tangled in a corner, and my screaming brain gradually quiets down.

Unconsciously remembering the same time last night, I had the same escape response.In the end, he was escorted to Hong Kong|Black...

Inspired by an inexplicable force, I calmly waved a light stick to explore the surrounding terrain.

Then, I carefully climbed up the largest "hill" behind the tombstone, sat on it and continued to wave the light sticks around.

The undulating shadows changed from large to small with the movement of the light stick. I paused and scanned again slowly and carefully.

Counting silently, as the number increased, I felt that something was falling in my heart, making my heart heavier and slower.

When I counted to five and went to look for the sixth one but found nothing, the tears rushed out almost uncontrollably before reporting to my brain, dripping on the grave bag sitting in An'an. on my breastplate.

I saw five little ups and downs.

As in the mother's womb, close and tightly embraced to sleep.

One large, five small and six graves nestled together, covered with green grass.