The time to arrive in Yokohama is three o'clock in the afternoon.

Although it was just a random decision at the time, Yokohama is indeed the city I am most familiar with besides Tokyo.

Perhaps because of the large population, there are more spell spirits here than in other regions, so I have traveled a lot this time.

Speaking of which, I still have acquaintances in Yokohama.

Mr. Nakaya and I have been in touch for the past two years. Everyone else is a pen pal, and we simply and unpretentiously send gifts to each other.

But thinking of my current embarrassing situation, I hesitated for a while and still didn't take the initiative to contact.

I ran around with Shier to pick up a lot of jobs before, and I also saved a small amount of money, which is definitely not enough to squander, but it is enough for ordinary people to live for several years.

"In short, find a hotel to live in first, and then we..."

Before I could finish my sentence, Nanako next to me suddenly let out a scream.

"Yeah, someone jumped into the river."

Subconsciously raised his head, the surface of the river in the distance sparkled under the sunlight, like flowing golden sand. The only fly in the ointment was that there was indeed a figure floating in the river.

The man didn't know how long he had been floating in the river, and he didn't even move to struggle.

My heart froze, and I quickly put the luggage in Nanako's hands.

"Stay here and don't run around."

After I finished speaking, I quickly jumped into the river, swam to the side of the suspected drowning person in two or three times, and dragged him up.

As soon as I met that person, my heart skipped a beat.

The tentacles were cold, and even when I pulled them to the shore, there was no instinctive reaction to struggle for survival.

You know, at this time, the drowning person is basically in a state of losing their minds, and the person who will instinctively hug and pull to rescue the person, if the strength is far superior to ordinary people, I would not dare to jump directly so recklessly.

Don't die.

Even though I thought so, I still pulled the man to the shore.

The drowning man was a man who appeared to be no more than 20 years old. He had slightly curly black hair, which was also soaked and stuck to his face.

The other party's eyes were closed tightly, his face was pale, but he seemed to be breathing weakly.

"...Ah, this." I was at a loss for 0.1 second, and finally decided to treat the dead horse as a living horse doctor, spread the person over, and began to recall the first aid methods I had seen before, and then crossed my hands and pressed hard. Take a look at the position of the opponent's chest.

"Pfft." The drowning man spat out a mouthful of water and slowly opened his eyes.

"Ahem, ahem, my ribs seem to be broken!"

Before I had time to be shocked by the medical miracle in front of me, I was stunned by this voice.

yes, sorry!

I forgot my brute force value of almost 400!

I have been mixed with all kinds of conjurers with perverted physical abilities for a long time. To be honest, I haven't come into contact with such fragile ordinary people for a long time.

It would be too outrageous to save people and send them to the emergency room. My brain was in a mess, and I quickly hugged this unfortunate gentleman.

"Don't be afraid, I will take responsibility, and I will take you to the hospital right away."

Nanako and Mimiko on the side were already stunned. It wasn't until I hugged each other and stood up that Nanako grabbed the hem of my clothes and said loudly.

"Sister Qiannai don't care about this kind of person, he must be touching porcelain!"

I, who was self-aware of my great power, retorted embarrassingly.

"Don't say that, people are already very pitiful."

He was just drowning, but now his ribs are broken.

Hearing this, the black-haired man in my arms frowned very well, covered his stomach and coughed twice.

"It's okay, ahem, I'm fine."

The feeble words combined with his pale face made him look weak and pitiful.

My conscience hurts even more.

"Anyway, I'll take care of it."

— Responsible for taking you to the hospital.

"Ah, thank you, you are such a kind and kind lady." The man leaned weakly on my shoulder.

"Since you have done such a thing to me, you must be willing to die with me."

Me: ... ... I seem to have heard something terrible.

"What did you say?"

"Ah, I was just thanking you for your kindness."

The man blinked his iris eyes and gave me a harmless smile.

Nanako's expression became more and more serious, she pointed at the man in my arms excitedly with a childish face.

"This person is definitely the notorious wanted criminal in the movie, it's too scary, sister, please put this guy down."

Although the person seemed to have said something terrible in front of him, it seemed inappropriate to leave him behind.

Just when I was in a dilemma, a calm male voice sounded behind us.

"Sorry, my partner seems to be causing you a lot of trouble."

I turned my head and found that at some point behind me, there were two men standing behind me.

They looked a few years older than the frail gentleman in my arms, a blond man who spoke just now.

This man is very tall. At first glance, he is almost the same as Gojo Satoru. He wears a pair of gold-rimmed thin-rimmed glasses, which makes me feel like a grown-up Nanami Jianren.

"Please don't pay attention to what he said." The blond man walked towards me.

"Just hand over this nonsense bastard to me."

... Well, it's not impossible.

After all, reimbursement of medical expenses can be regarded as a kind of responsibility.

I frowned and thought.

Who would have thought that after hearing these words, the black-haired man in my arms would look even more fragile.

Visually, he is at least [-] centimeters taller than me, and I don't know how to make such a perfect appearance of a little bird.

"Ahem...I feel like I'm going to die of dehydration as soon as I leave this young lady's arms."

I:……

Blonde man: ...

"Bastard Dazai, it's almost done, hey!"

Just when the situation was getting chaotic, a calm and soft voice suddenly broke in.

"Dazai."

I looked up, and it was the man who didn't speak from the front. His wine-red hair was a bit messy because of the natural curls, and there was a bit of unshaved beard on his chin, which was obviously unkempt. It looks gentle and reliable.

Even the voice has the power to stabilize the heart.

At least a second ago, the endless guy who was still in my arms stopped in an instant.

He poked his head out from my shoulder and remained silent for a while, as if in a daze.

Then he honestly prepared to get off me.

"Uh... your ribs..." I asked hesitantly.

"It's still broken~"

Ah this.

I embarrassedly said to the other two people present: "Why don't I send him to the hospital, or I can leave a contact information for you, medical expenses or something..."

The blond man pushed his glasses calmly: "Ah, it's okay. He studies how to commit suicide every day. This time it's just a rib. Please don't take it to heart."

... A strange man with a stronger head than the conjurer appeared.

"Hey!" Dazai, who was still leaning against me, let out a dissatisfied voice.

"A broken rib could kill, if it happened to pierce my lung."

This sentence seemed to inspire him, and he suddenly grabbed my hand excitedly.

"Are these weak white hands in front of me crushing my ribs quickly and accurately? Beautiful lady, I have to say that you are really talented in this area. Why don't you press this position... "

Before he finished speaking, the red-haired man dragged his collar away.

"Dazai, you scare others."

I smiled awkwardly: "Haha, it's okay."

I just never heard such a magical request.

This Mr. Dazai has really strange hobbies.

Fortunately, the red-haired reliable adult was able to control him. In the end, I was forced to take a photo with Dazai, and after I took the initiative to leave my contact information, the other party left with my two friends.

The reason for the group photo is also very good, he wants to leave enough evidence to prevent me from turning my face and denying anyone.

Although I thought he was talking nonsense, I agreed.

After saying goodbye to this weird trio, I took Mimiko and Nanako to find a random hotel nearby and stayed.

Renting a house is not that easy. If there is no introduction from an acquaintance, if you want to find a house you like, you will have to toss back and forth for at least a month.

Just thinking about it gives me a headache.

Pressing the forehead, I turned on the system and took a look.

Speaking of which, the names of the three strange people I met this time overlapped with those of the writers in my memory, but after meeting Mr. Nakaya, I was able to face them calmly.

【Oda Sakunosuke】

[Current Favorability: 25%]

This is the name of the red-haired man. He obviously didn't say much to me, and his basic favorability is already ridiculously high. This kind of person either has other plans, or he is really a good person in the true sense.

【Kunikida Doppo】

[Current Favorability: 15%]

This is the name of the blond man, which is within a very normal range and has good intentions towards me.

【Osamu Dazai】

[Current Favorability: 3%]

so low.

And if I have to say it, I obviously communicate with him the most.

I remembered the sporadic "heart voice" I heard when I was close to the other party, and I couldn't help frowning.

The feeling he gave me was a bit similar to Xia Youjie before the blackening, but it was only a little bit, and it was completely different in reality, but the feeling he gave me was that it was all black.

This "hearing the heart" skill is not a real-time mind reading technique, I can only barely "hear" whether the other party is a good person or not, it is a blackened siren.

I scratched my head in distress, I am most afraid of dealing with this kind of guy who seems to be very two-faced.

Ah, what a hassle.

When he came out of Yoshiya Akiko's operating room, even Dazai Osamu had a look on his face.

After all, he only pursued the art of suicide, not the pain of death.

"Ok?"

Kunikida Doppo was sitting in front of the computer with a serious face, typing on the keyboard, not to mention caring, he didn't even lift his head.

As usual, Edogawa Ranpo sat in his seat and concentrated on eating snacks. Everyone was already used to this person who was about to commit suicide every now and then.

At this time, only Oda Sakunosuke would care about him.

Dazai put his hands in the pockets of the windbreaker, and smiled slightly: "I'm fine, if that lady is willing to accompany me to the eternal peace, that would be even better."

"But Dazai, you obviously don't like that young lady that much."

Oda Sakunosuke said without hesitation.

The kite-colored eyes fixed on his friend's face for a few seconds, the smile on Dazai's lips remained unchanged, and even his voice was as gentle and frivolous as before.

"Why does Oda Saku think so? Few people can refuse such a beauty."

Oda Sakunosuke was not in a hurry to refute, but naturally turned his head to deal with the documents, most of which were pulled down because he wanted to find Osamu Dazai who committed suicide.

"Anyway, if you don't like it, it's better not to say something that will cause people to misunderstand."

The smile on Dazai Osamu's face finally disappeared.

"Ah... maybe."

"Maybe I just hate this kind of dog-like guy."

When he mentioned the dog, a bad look suddenly flashed in his eyes, and then he took out his mobile phone from the pocket of the windbreaker, found a certain number, and sent a picture.

"Hee hee, although two years have passed, I still remember this voice."

"Tsk tsk, I don't know what those two children have to do with that slug."

"Related or not, it's just too much fun."

"I really want to see his expression at this time."

Kunikida Doppo raised his head during the break of work, just in time to see the smile on Dazai Osamu's face, and instinctively felt a chill.

Hey, every time he sees this expression, he loses two more hairs.

Kunikida Doppo hesitated for a moment, then selected the ginger shampoo in the shopping cart, and clicked directly to confirm the order.

When I was staring at the system panel and thinking about my life, I suddenly found that Osamu Dazai's favorability had changed.

From the original 3% all the way up to 8%.

Obviously, my favorability has increased, but I feel a little creepy for no reason.

It's so strange. Fortunately, I don't know this person very well, and I may not see him again in the future. I tried my best to comfort myself.

Turning off the favorability panel, I took out my mobile phone and opened various software to start researching about renting a house. I had just watched two sets when the mobile phone in my hand suddenly rang and received a message.

[Mr. Nakaya: Have you come to Yokohama? 】

I blinked blankly, and solemnly raised my phone to look up, down, left, and right.

They won't actually put a monitor on my phone.

Although there were various out-of-the-ordinary thoughts in my mind, I still replied to the other party.

【Yes】

【Ah, by the way, how did Mr. Nakaya know? 】

There was no response from the phone.

Just as I was bored looking at the house again, Zhongye's phone suddenly came directly.

I picked it up in a hurry.

"Mr. Chuya?"

"When did you come?"

"Um, I just arrived today."

"You..." There also seemed to be some hesitation.

Could it be that Mr. Chuya also knew about my being wanted after defecting?

I clenched my phone nervously, and I stammered.

"I, I am wanted by the magic world, that's right."

Nakahara Chuya: ……………

"Who told you this?!"

"Tsk, forget it, it's fine if you come to Yokohama, being wanted is just a trivial matter, the hand of the magic world can't reach the Mafia."

"It's good that you live in peace, by the way, do you have no place to stay yet?"

I was dumbfounded, so I could only answer in a daze.

"...Really not yet."

"Oh, I'll arrange for someone to give you the keys to the apartment later. Don't worry, it's my unused house. The safety index is definitely higher than buying it yourself."

huh huh?

Why is the topic so smooth?

But Chuya didn't feel anything wrong at all, after he finished talking on his own, he planned to hang up the phone.

"If you have any other questions, you can come to me directly."

"And..." He seemed to be struggling with how to speak.

"Don't take pictures with strange people next time."

"That's it, hang up."

Eh? !

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