Port Mafia fifth cadre

Yes, exchange pseudonyms to show respect.

If the young man in front of him said that he was called "my wife Shinnosuke" or any other name, even if his surname was not Dazai, it would be somewhat credible. After all, this hint might not be aimed at the young man himself, but at his second personality or something, but Nakahara As soon as Zhongye's name came out, there was no doubt about the fact.

He is lying.

Proficient and natural, as smooth as if you have practiced it thousands of times.

Kawakami Yuzu couldn't help feeling great sympathy for the conscience of Hong Kong gangsters: Mr. Nakaya seemed to have been cheated many times by Mr. Dazai.

As for his alias Fu Jiang...

I believe my sister will understand.

However, I and Tomie are siblings, so what is the relationship between Mr. Dazai and Nakaya-kun?What kind of relationship would allow one person to meet the opposite sex under another person's name?

Bad friend.

If Bai Lan uses his name to make trouble... there is no sense of disobedience.

It is the basic quality of an actor not to reveal his thoughts.

"Mr. Zhongyuan can just call me Tomie." Kawakami Yuzu looked shy, recalling the expression of the girl who handed him a love letter, trying to show the appearance of the first love, "Mr. Zhongyuan helped me today, and that, the debt is also due to you Yes—if you have anything to do in the future, you can also ask me for help, or simply meet up to eat and go shopping... Well, let's exchange email addresses?" With an email address, the intelligence department can find out who you are.

Different from the feminine posture that has been learned for a week, Kawakami Yuzu is the first time to try to imitate a young girl who is in love.

The acting is certainly not in place.

But "a girl in love" originally means nervous and young, and it is understandable that there are frequent mistakes and omissions. Coupled with the fact that there is no problem with the posture, it is difficult to tell the truth from the fake for a while.

Osamu Dazai blinked and smiled: "Actually, I have something to ask Ms. Tomie for help." Dazai Osamu knelt on one knee, held Kawakami Yuzu's right hand, and chanted romantically and affectionately, "What a beautiful lady! , as pure and proud as a perfume lily, if you can, please strangle me with these slender hands."

???

Kawakami Yu seriously suspected that he had heard it wrong.

As if knowing what 'she' was thinking, Osamu Dazai said softly: "That's right, Miss Tomie."

The 'girl' seemed to be frightened, flustered and hesitant: "...Mr. Zhongyuan?"

Kawakami Yuzu is brainstorming how to pick up the plot.

Because he found that Mr. Dazai seemed to be serious.

The kite-colored pupils are like mirror images, reflecting everything around them, but they cannot reflect themselves.The faint smile seen in the dessert shop is more like a disguise out of social needs.The young man in front of him seemed to be observing the human world from a detached perspective, but the one standing at that perspective could only be a god.

It is impossible for people.

Is it a psychological problem?

Kawakami Yuzu, who always finds that he is not normal after taking professional psychological test papers, said that it is understandable.

Although he falsely claimed that Mr. Zhongye was still suspected of being a harem king and wanted to commit suicide by the hand of a young girl, but if it was caused by a different psychology from ordinary people, it would be considered excusable.

Kawakami Yuzu tried to withdraw his held right hand, but Dazai Osamu let go of it, the emptiness just disappeared, and the unrestrained smoke and fire returned to him in an instant, Dazai Osamu quickly stood up, pulled Kawakami Yuzu sideways Into the depths of the alley.

"Shh-"

Osamu Dazai raised his index finger to his lips, looking very serious.

Kawakami Yuzu comprehended to keep quiet, only looked out of the corner of his eye, and saw a young man with a temperament obviously different from ordinary people passing by.

Relying on his intuition, he guessed that this was the person Mr. Dazai was avoiding.

This is a young man in a long black coat, as thin as a bamboo pole.Because of the thinness and the original foundation, the eyes are extraordinarily large, the eyebrows seem to be absent at first glance, the hair is black, but there are two white strands hanging down from the temples.The boy's health didn't seem to be in good shape, and the sound of his cough could be heard faintly in the wind.

"Cough cough."

His lungs hurt like fire, and Ryunosuke Akutagawa habitually endured the pain of burning his body.

Mr. Dazai abandoned his mission and defected to the Port Mafia, and his student and former subordinates were also abandoned.

Since then, Akutagawa Ryunosuke's thoughts have been extremely chaotic, and he can only paralyze himself with one task after another. Only blood and violence can make him clearly aware of his existence. Hallucination, seeing the figure of Mr. Dazai——

Not a hallucination? !

"Oops."

Before meeting Ryunosuke Akutagawa's sudden gaze, Osamu Dazai pulled up Yuzu Kawakami and ran out from the other end of the alley with wind under his feet, passing through several intricately arranged alleys like a maze without stopping to shake off anyone who might follow—

Ryunosuke Akutagawa stopped in front of a deserted alley.

Is it hallucination again?

Dazai Osamu and Kawakami Yuzu stopped in a busy street.

The young man in the sand-colored windbreaker panted slightly and calmed his breath: "Sorry, I surprised Miss Tomie." Ignoring the blushing caused by the exercise, Osamu Dazai's expression was well managed, "That boy is a member of the port mafia, very dangerous .”

Kawakami Yuzu: "..."

At this moment, Kawakami Yuzu once again thought of reporting Mori Ogai.

To the Minor Protection Agency.

It's fine to use child labor, anyway, Yokohama's inner world doesn't care about it, but why use this kind of child labor who seems to be sick at any time?

"Does Mr. Nakahara have a conflict with him?" After professional training and good physical strength, Kawakami Yu tried very hard to appear exhausted, but it was really difficult to camouflage the physiological reaction, unfortunately failed. Kawakami Yu could only transfer in a broken pot Topic, I hope the other party ignores this bug.

Osamu Dazai said in a melancholy voice, "Yes."

Facing his sad past appearance, Kawakami You very well performed the emotional switching of the three stages of curiosity, hesitation, and considerate silence, and finally asked with concern: "Will Mr. Zhongyuan be in danger?"

Osamu Dazai didn't answer directly, but just smiled mysteriously: "The magic time is over." The raised index finger rested on his lips and then lowered, Dazai Osamu had a gentle expression, "Miss Tomie, can you go home by yourself?" Seeing 'her' nodded , Dazai Osamu said, "Then I won't give it away. I am very happy to meet Ms. Tomie today."

"Me too." Kawakami You said with a serious expression, "I am also very happy to meet Mr. Zhongyuan."

The eyes that reflected the sun shone like broken gold. The 'girl' pushed her black hair behind her ears, and leaned her upper body slightly forward with her hands behind her back, letting the wind blow her long hair into a gentle arc. The first time I saw Mr. Zhongyuan, you are living well, don't show such a sad expression."

sad?

Does he have that look on his face?

The figure of the 'girl' disappeared into the crowd, and the young man with iris eyes stood there for a while, then turned to another direction.

Kawakami Yuzu, who was wondering whether to kill the carbine and try to get the mailbox again, found that Mr. Dazai had left and had nothing to think about.

"call."

Kawakami Yuzu squatted down and rubbed her feet through the boots.

He is not tired from running, but the soles of his feet hurt a little.Why are the light-colored thin velvet women's boots with short heels so ugly that he can only buy this pair of 6cm wedge heels? I'm really not used to it.

Time to hurry up.

Kawakami Yu took a taxi back to the Ganghei Building, went to the dormitory to change clothes and shoes, took off the attire except the wig, packed the visiting gifts, went out and took a taxi to the Armed Detective Agency, and put away the wig in the car.

If not bad as expected——

Halfway through the taxi, Mao Lilan's phone call came.

"Have you arrived in Yokohama?" Kawakami Yuzu seemed as surprised as if he had just heard the news, "I'll pick you up at the station!"

"No, no, no." Mao Lilan, who was not at the station at all, quickly refused, "We came early, and we have been shopping in Yokohama for a while, please tell me the address, Kawakami, and we can just go there."

Kawakami Yuzu reported the address of the Armed Detective Agency kindly.

"Okay. I see." In the Armed Detective Agency, Kunikida Doppo put down his phone and said to his colleagues, "Kawakami and his friends will arrive at the Detective Agency separately."

Tanizaki Junichiro: "Understood."

Kunikida Doppo: "And Dr. Yosano?"

Tanizaki Junichiro: "I went shopping with Naomi."

Kunikida Doppo pondered, "So it's just me, Tanizaki and Ranpo-san here?"

Hearing his own name, Edogawa Ranpo poked his head out from the snacks piled up on the desk like Mount Fuji, looked around, and shrank back.A muffled complaint sounded from behind the pile of snacks, as if he had too many snacks in his mouth, "Kunikida, there's no more wave soda."

Kunikida Doppo stood up and sat back down again, "I just got Kawakami to buy it and bring it over. What flavor does Ranpo-san want?"

Edogawa Ranpo raised his hand: "Orange!"

Kawakami Yuzu was the first to arrive at the Armed Detective Agency.

The boy with big bags and small bags received a warm welcome — no, Kunikida Doppo helped carry the things, while caring: "You are still a student, so you don't need to buy such expensive things."

Tanizaki Junichiro, who also helped unload the goods, echoed: "Yes, I remember that this square watermelon costs 10000 yen, right?"

Mentioning this, Kawakami Yu almost shed tears: "Why are fruits in Japan so expensive? The price of watermelon is more than ten times that of Huaguo next door. It would be great if my special ability was to grow fruits. Grapes, lychees, mangoes, and watermelons are all fine. Ah, I don't choose..."

Kunikida Doppo couldn't hold back and pressed on his head, "You don't want to be picky?"

Tanizaki Junichiro ran errands diligently: "Mr. Ranpo, your orange-flavored wave soda."

Edogawa Ranpo held the soda bottle, changed his posture so that his head was higher than the pile of snacks, and asked Kunikida Doppo, who was teaching Kawakami Yuzu's money-saving strategy: "Isn't the salary of the Hong Kong black quasi-cadres very high?"

Kunikida Doppo didn't realize it for a while, Kawakami Yuzu replied: "I don't know about other prospective cadres, mine should be quite high."

The salary of the quasi-cadre level promoted through the normal process is the quasi-cadre-level basic salary + task commission. Kawakami Yu’s situation is special, the salary is the cadre-level basic salary one level higher than the quasi-cadre, and there is no task commission. I don’t know other salaries at the same level. how many.

But considering that there are no more than five cadres in Hong Kong and black, the basic salary for cadres should be quite high.

Edogawa Ranbu said again: "You spent it all."

Kawakami You thought of Bai Lan's boldness in spending money, and said helplessly, "Scientific research is a bottomless pit." Especially Bai Lan was affected by the habit of spending money extravagantly by other world peers.

So the meaning of that sentence is "the wages of Hong Kong and black quasi-cadres are very high, why should they save this money"?

Ending the translation, Kunikida Doppo slowed down and said in surprise: "Wait, Kawakami, are you a quasi-cadre of Hong Kong gangsters?"

"Didn't I say it last time?" The phone called, Yu Kawakami answered the phone calmly, and hung up calmly, "My friends are blocked by a murder case... I will arrive in about an hour."

I knew it would turn out like this.

As expected of you, Shinigami elementary school student.