In the dark, Suzuki Sonoko couldn't see the faces of the people who accosted him very clearly, so he could only tell they were acquaintances through their conversations.

Originally, listening to the previous speeches that seemed to express her heart, Suzuki Sonoko couldn't help but blushed and felt excited because of witnessing the scene of the confession, until she heard the last sentence.

She couldn't help pulling the truth a little towards her.

This person may be a very dangerous pervert.

Truth withdrew the hand held by Osamu Dazai, and couldn't help worrying about the other party's mental health: "Mr. Dazai, do you really want to commit suicide? If you have troubles at work, you can talk to someone you know well. Maybe it would be good if someone shared it with you." a little."

"My colleagues are very poor in emotional intelligence." Dazai Osamu followed her words quite naturally, "If there are women like Miss Truth, the workplace life will add a lot of color, right?"

Suzuki Sonoko couldn't help but said: "You guy, don't casually flirt with female high school students in a suspicious tone."

"Suspicious? Me?" The person concerned pointed at his nose in confusion, "How could that be?"

Suzuki Sonoko: ...

What's the matter with this person, is he not conscious?

Just as they were talking, the crowd in the dark changed obviously, and some people moved without a trace.

"Sorry, I want to go to the bathroom first."

Realizing this, Truth immediately greeted the two of them, and got out to blend into the crowd.

She wanted to follow those who took advantage of the dim environment to leave, but because there were too many people around, everyone wanted to stand at the front to see the beauty of the gemstone, so that after squeezing out from the crowd, Those who left first are nowhere to be found.

The venue was full of people, and it was difficult to tell the direction by the sound of footsteps.

Just as she was thinking about whether to take advantage of the current environment where no one could see her surroundings clearly and look around, a hand grabbed her wrist.

"This way."

"Eh? Mr. Dazai?"

Recognizing that this voice was someone he knew, Truth didn't make much resistance.

It was really hard not to think about pulling her up suddenly on such an occasion.

The initial conjecture was overturned. In fact, meeting him on such an occasion, presumably Mr. Dazai would not be the kind of ordinary company employee she originally expected. It is impossible for ordinary people to step into the gate of this manor.

Looking at the back in front of her in the dark who seemed to be familiar with the whole venue, Truth didn't blurt out her question immediately, she wanted to know where the other party wanted to take her.

Everyone's attention was on the head of the Meguro family surrounded by spotlights in the middle of the venue, and no one noticed the actions of other people around.

Perhaps the attendants on the side would have noticed that some people had left the crowd at this time, but they were well-trained and obviously knew that such a situation would happen, they turned a blind eye to the departing guests and stayed at their posts dedicatedly.

The truth was brought from the hall into the corridor at the back, where a large number of floor-to-ceiling glass let the moonlight in, and the vision became clearer.

"It's so quiet."

She didn't say anything, but Osamu Dazai, who was leading her in front, spoke first: "Aren't you asking anything? Aren't you curious?"

"Curiosity, just wait until the place you want to take me, and you can also get the answer." Truth replied honestly.

It's just a person she's met twice. She only knows this man's name. Even if she asks, she may not get the answer she wants. Since he seems to have a purpose, she can find out after waiting a little longer.

It's an answer based on his confidence in his own strength.

Osamu Dazai couldn't help thinking.

"If you say that, I can't help but want to reveal some news to you in advance."

After hearing the words, Truth stared at him for a while, thinking that he was about to say something, when he heard him briskly say: "Then do as Miss Truth says ~ you will know when you arrive."

"..."

Not knowing how to feel, Truth simply shut her mouth.

In the process of following Osamu Dazai, she vaguely saw the figures of some other people. The farther she was from the venue, the clearer the scattered footsteps around her would be, let alone in the already quiet night.

After a while, she had already taken the lead in the front according to the footsteps around her.

Dazai Osamu followed her not too far away, even he did not expect that the girl who appeared out of thin air during the day would actually appear at such a rich man's dinner party in a bright evening dress at night.

Perhaps the situation in the morning was too impressive?

He was very sure that there would be no one else on the rooftop before he arrived, and he had no idea when she came, and he didn't even notice her approaching until the second before he was grabbed.

Is it because she is not hostile?Or is it too fast?

All in all, when the girl in the white uniform and the blue haori was thumping on the rooftop, at that moment he felt as if she really appeared out of thin air, just like the unfolding of some kind of strange radio romance novel.

There was also a strange little tiger on his shoulder, or the way it appeared was bizarre enough, so when he discovered that the little tiger was not some kind of supernatural power, its existence itself seemed even more strange.

Would anyone really run around with a live tiger cub?

In the end, we met again at night.Different from the obviously dressed up for ease of movement during the day, the specially dressed girl easily blended into the banquet.

Even if she is carrying a knife, her unique temperament will only make people think that she is the young lady of some famous martial arts family.

The day is completely different from the night.

It's almost like Cinderella who was cast by the fairy godmother, and the fact that she is close to small animals is the same.

I didn't expect that the seemingly boring work would have unexpected rewards.

Today is really a good day for suicide.

Following the footsteps, Truth finally stopped in front of a door.

In fact, there are similar doors everywhere in the entire manor. After all, no matter how rich you are, you will not be free to design each door individually. There are countless rooms of different sizes in this building, so Truth has seen countless doors along the way. Open such a door.

It was also the first time for her to come to this manor, and she didn't know what room was behind each door, but following the footsteps of the last person who walked in front of them, it should be here.

Before opening the door, she couldn't help but look back at Osamu Dazai, who had been smiling since just now, and seemed in a very good mood.

"Mr. Dazai, although I don't know what you want to do, but come here?"

Even if he didn't say anything, from the fact that he took her out of the crowd before and dragged her to the corridor, it was enough to know that he probably knew what he was looking for.

Is a good person?Or an enemy related to the Meguro family?

If it's the latter, it's okay to say, but if the former is just helping her because she has a certain understanding of the Meguro family, then it will be troublesome.

Truth tried to see which side Dazai belonged to from his expression, but failed.

"Don't say such unfamiliar words, we are already familiar with each other, right?"

Osamu Dazai didn't respond with "yes" or "no" to her words, he put his arms around her shoulders with a smile, held the doorknob with his left hand, and pushed the door open.

Without warning, he took her into the room.

Therefore, Truth had no time to think about other things, and could only immediately focus on the room. The room was a seemingly ordinary reception room. It was obvious that there were more than one person's footsteps heard before, but at this time there was only one person in the room. A deacon wearing a mask.

Seeing them coming in, the deacon saluted them respectfully.

Then he didn't respond any more.

Truth's eyes fell on the deacon's mask for a moment, and she made some guesses about the situation before her, and she took out the invitation letter she carried with her.

Although he was talking, he kept paying attention to the deacon on their side. When he saw the envelope, he immediately made a move.

So Truth knew that he probably guessed right, this is where the "tickets" are handed in.

After receiving the invitation letter and confirming it, the deacon took out one of the many boxes stacked on the side, held it in his hand and opened it for her. On the dark red flannelette was a delicate half-mask, which could only cover the upper half of the face.

Does this mask really work?In this circle of rich people who are acquaintances of each other, it is easy to tell who is who by the lower half of the face that is exposed, right?Not to mention the sound, people who are familiar with it can know it as soon as they hear it.

There was doubt in my heart, but the truth still took up the mask.

At this time, the deacon cast his eyes on Dazai Osamu who was beside him. He didn't speak, but Dazai Osamu knew what he wanted to ask.

"Oh, the naughty fiancée must come and see the novelty, but she can only bring it with her." He smiled and said, "

Mr. Nagai will be here today, right? "

After Osamu Dazai finished speaking, he glanced at the girl, she was putting on the mask with a calm expression, and did not respond to his random excuses.

Truth felt that he seemed to have mentioned some important name, so that the deacon in front of him no longer hesitated, and immediately took out another mask and handed it to him.

After they all put on their masks, just like some movie plots, the deacon pulled a certain book on the bookshelf, and then the whole bookshelf moved away automatically, revealing the passage leading to the bottom.

That is to say, but the passage is not dark, even if the bookshelf returns to its place after they enter, the passage is still brightly lit.

Unlike the old houses in the movies, the real world has advanced with the times.

As he walked down, Osamu Dazai touched his mask with great interest and said, "Should I say it's the self-deception of the rich? I feel that as long as I cover it up a little, I can separate everything from myself."

As soon as he said this, the truth came to him.

Indeed, perhaps the act of wearing a mask itself is not for those people to conceal their identities. Everyone knows who the people around them are.

"Is Mr. Dazai also here to investigate?" From his tone, it doesn't sound like someone from there, but he can accurately name the other participants, "Is it a detective? Mr. Dazai?"

He did not hesitate to take risks to find out the truth, and when he thought of the outfit he wore when he first saw him in the morning, detectives in film and television dramas seemed to like to wear that style of windbreaker, so Truth made such a guess.

"Detective?" Osamu Dazai seemed to think about it, "Hahaha, it's not impossible to say that."

"Then Mr. Dazai is a good person?"

"A bad guy won't admit that he is a bad guy, but if you ask me..." He winked at her playfully, "He's a super nice guy, the kind that his colleagues are full of praise for."

This kind of speaking attitude is inexplicably familiar, and while the credibility is reduced, there is a sense of intimacy.

Truth nodded to understand.

Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes, he didn't expect that he was not complained about at all along the way.

Not long after walking, an elevator appeared in front of him.

"Let me just say, it's too outrageous to keep going up the stairs." Osamu Dazai pressed the button in advance, "Let's go."

He seemed relaxed as if he was on an outing, but from his tone, it should be the first time he has been back.

The elevator opened quickly, the interior was magnificent, the floor was covered with a red carpet, and there were only two buttons, one of which was their current floor.

Before the elevator arrived, Truth thought of something and said: "Mr. Dazai, don't stay too far away from me in a while, I will protect you if there is any situation."

After being stunned for a moment, Osamu Dazai immediately responded happily: "Okay."

"There is one more thing that I have been very concerned about since just now."

"what is it then?"

"Mr. Dazai talks about martyrdom in the morning and night." Truth hesitated to ask, wondering if it would be impolite, "Could it be that he has some kind of curse that he cannot die alone?"

Osamu Dazai: ...

Does he look so obnoxious enough to be cursed at?

The author has something to say: Truth: There are really many types of curses.

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