Port Mafia fifth cadre

In the shopping mall, Mao Lilan, who was describing Dazai Osamu's height and body shape to the clothing clerk so that the clerk could recommend clothes, received an email from Kawakami Yuzu.

"What's the matter?" Suzuki Sonoko leaned over, "Do you still want to buy bandages?"

Mao Lilan gave a "hmm" and recalled: "Before turning to this street, we seem to have passed a pharmacy..."

Conan let out a sigh of relief.

Why does Xiaolan want to help a strange man buy clothes?And that man named Osamu Dazai is obviously a weirdo with bandages, and he doesn't smell of medicine or blood on his body... Plus he lied to the child that his hobby is suicide, which is really disappointing.

Two female high school students obviously disagreed with him.

"I don't know why Mr. Dazai is wearing so many bandages... Is he injured?"

"It should be very hard, my girlfriend is a mafia or something."

"Eh? Sonoko, are you saying that these injuries are due to Miss Tomie?"

"Just guessing, guessing. But Mr. Dazai looks good with bandages! It's the first time I've seen a boy who can look so good with bandages!" Sonoko rubbed his chin cos detective, "Xiaolan, tell me, sister Kawakami If you want to break up, maybe it has something to do with being too polite with your boyfriend, look, Mr. Dazai is still calling 'Miss Tomie'."

"Uh……"

"If Xinyi called you 'Miss Xiaolan', wouldn't that be very wrong?"

"This one……"

Satisfied, Yuanzi took a sip of the blushing best friend, and Yuanzi let Xiaolan off mercifully: "Okay, okay, let's not bother you, let's go to the next store!"

Hour room.

As soon as Osamu Dazai came out after putting on his yukata, he saw Yuzu Kawakami sitting on the chair with his back turned to him.

The curtains were not drawn.

The spring sun shines on the thin body of the young man, softly lighting up the beautiful back and soft black hair. Because of the slight bending down, the shape of the shoulder blades is clearly exposed outside the thin spring clothes, like a butterfly fluttering its wings. .

What a beautiful picture.

It's a pity that when the boy opened his mouth——

Hearing the movement, Kawakami Yuzu didn't turn his head, and said in a flat tone: "The hair dryer is on the bedside table, blow dry the underwear by yourself." It is obvious that Xiaolan and the others will not buy this.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Amid the slightly noisy background sound of the hair dryer, Yuzu Kawakami finished playing a game, saw the hem of the yukata out of the corner of his eye, and confirmed that someone was not naked, so he got up and went to the bathroom to get a dry towel, and threw it on the head of the wet short-haired Osamu Dazai .

"Wow!"

"Sorry." After the insincere voice, it was the boy's hand covered by the towel, rubbing the wet hair with just the right strength, and it came with a massage. Osamu Dazai closed his eyes and enjoyed the service of wiping his hair, as if being swept along his hair Cat——Under the well-behaved appearance, the heart beats slightly faster.

As if hovering on the brink of death.

The slender and strong fingers pressed on the vital acupuncture points on the head, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, precise and steady, if Kawakami Yuzu wanted to take his life at this time, it must be easy to do it.

Osamu Dazai thought leisurely.

Combined with the previous performance of being used to taking care of others... It is not impossible to explain that Kawakami Yuzu has been trained as a professional waiter, or has lived with a person who needs to be taken care of everywhere, but Dazai feels inexplicably that things are not that simple, Kawakami Youyou's past will be more complicated than he imagined.

The fingers seem to still have the touch of the boy's throat, smooth and delicate——

Is it just a late development?

Kawakami Yuzu finished cooking Dazai, opened the window for ventilation, and went into the bathroom to pack things.

Osamu Dazai sneaked closer to Yuzu Kawakami's phone, pressed the screen to turn it on, and saw a password input interface appear on the screen, as well as a background wallpaper: "Who wants to peek and who is a dog" in plain text.

"..."

Sure enough.

Osamu Dazai silently withdrew his hand and skillfully removed the fingerprints.

After packing up, Yuzu Kawakami walked back, picked up the phone naturally, and glanced at Osamu Dazai, who was watching the scenery outside the window: "By the way, since Dazai-kun sensed something was wrong when he heard me say 'Tomie Kawakami', why? Do you still call yourself 'Central Plains Zhongye'?"

"One is that I wasn't completely sure at that time." Osamu Dazai sat cross-legged on the bed and said with a smile, "Plus seeing 'Miss Tomie' made people couldn't help but think of Chuya, and blurted it out reflexively. "Both of them are the same petite, well, Mr. You wore high heels last time, judging from the situation this time, it should be medium and high?

Kawakami Yuzu: What a terrible speech.How many times have you persecuted Zhongye-kun to form such a conditioned reflex?and--

Kawakamiyou had no expression on his face: "It feels like you are scolding us." Kawakamiyou could clearly see that someone had "Jiao" written on his left cheek and "Little" written on his right cheek.

Osamu Dazai blinked innocently.

Kawakami Yu: "...No wonder Senior Chuya told me last night that if you encounter a mackerel, you should call him immediately." In addition to the reason that Osamu Dazai is a Hong Kong gangster traitor, there are also personal grievances among them, and later The ratio of the former may exceed that of the former—Nakaya-kun, who is simple and serious, and will blow up at the first tease, encountering a type like Dazai Osamu is a tragedy in the world.

Kawakami Yu specially used the title "Senior", because in Hong Kong and Hong Kong, where the hierarchy is strict, subordinates cannot use "jun" for superiors.

Saying "Mr. Zhongye" is tantamount to leaking information.

After reading the materials of the former Hong Kong gangster cadre Osamu Dazai, Kawakami Yuzu impressed him most with his keenness.

...and unfathomable.

"What——" Osamu Dazai withdrew his gaze, flung himself listlessly on the fluffy quilt, complained with his eyes closed, and had no resemblance to the rumored former Hong Kong gangster cadre who was bloody and bloody, "Hear The name of the slug, it's so embarrassing, I can't bring it up at all."

"People who call themselves 'Nakahara Chuya' are not qualified to say that." Nick (external) titles (titles) are "mackerel" and "slug".

"Because Ms. Fu Jiang is so small, it's really easy to think of Zhong Ye... oh!"

Kawakami Yuzu withdrew the hand that pinched someone's cheek.In terms of hand feel, Mr. Ranpo's is indeed better.

Osamu Dazai puffed out his cheeks in protest.

Kawakami Yu ignored it and retorted seriously: "I'm only 16 years old, and I will grow taller in the future."

Osamu Dazai had a delicate expression: "...Oh." It's really a familiar sentence, Yukun, this is the flag, you know.

The two tacitly skipped the meaningless topic of making a phone call.

At least this time.

With Mao Lilan and others present, Kawakami Yuzu would not call Chuya Chuya, they are people from different worlds, and it would not be good for Mao Lilan and the others to meet more.Osamu Dazai and Yuzu Kawakami understood this very well.

"Dazai-kun, can I ask about my salary?" Kawakami Yuzu changed the subject, "As far as I know, Dazai-kun officially joined the port mafia one year after Mr. Before, I could receive a sum of money every month."

Therefore, the salary for four years was paid by Osamu Dazai, which was originally a false proposition.

Mr. Mori must have known this a long time ago, maybe he has already found out what actually happened, and only Chuya-kun would think that it was all done by Osamu Dazai. ——Speaking of which, if this is really the case, wouldn’t Chuya-kun wonder why Osamu Dazai did this?

Anyway, he was very curious.

Osamu Dazai lay down, wrapped himself in the quilt, turned 180°, and rolled himself into a silkworm baby, with only his messy hair exposed, and said in a muffled voice, "You really don't know, Yuu-kun?"

"I can probably guess a little." Kawakami Yu said, "It should be done by my admirer."

When he fled Hong Kong at the age of 12, he used "love and death" to make many tool people along the way. Theoretically, these people would quit their state after 24 hours at the latest, no longer have fanatical love for him, and fell in love with the opposite party. The memory of ability is also blurred, but one of the charms of love is that it is elusive.

Osamu Dazai: "Different abilities?"

Kawakami Yuzu: "Yes."

"It's really indifferent, Yukun." Osamu Dazai turned back, pulled himself out of the quilt, and walked close to Yuzu Kawakami on the bed, whispering in his ear, "Your admirer is kneeling Begging me to let you go, and saying that as long as it doesn’t hurt you, I can do anything for me—” Osamu Dazai’s voice was lower, as if he was sighing, “He ended up doing seppuku.”

In the spirit of Japanese Bushido, seppuku is considered honorable.

It was the first time Dazai saw such a sight.

Is it really worth it?

At that time, Hei Shizai, who was still a little immature, heard himself asking, is it worth it?The person you love doesn't even know you exist, just give everything for him like this, stand in a dark corner and watch him receive applause and flowers covered in sunshine, are you really willing?

The man holding on to the samurai sword showed a distorted and happy smile, his expression already explained the answer.

The room was silent for a while.

The sea breeze comes from outside the window, bringing a distant breath.

"He's not the first, and he's not the last." With the warm breath in his ears, Kawakami Yuzu pushed Dazai away uncomfortably.The young man's voice was cold and soft, he seemed a little helpless, and he seemed to have the calmness and compassion of seeing all the world, "Does he have a tomb?"

"No."

Osamu Dazai looked out the window, his kite-colored eyes reflected the lofty sky, which was far and unattainable.

Human emotions are really wonderful, and the brilliance that blooms when approaching death may sublimate human nature to the extreme.Even if a false love influenced by supernatural powers can last for such a long time, who can say it is false?Osamu Dazai turned his face to look at Kawakami Yuzu, at such a close distance, the young Lili's face was still flawless, like a fantasy that came out of Two-dimensional, it seemed reasonable to be loved like that.

But, not for this reason.

It has nothing to do with the former financial team leader who died of seppuku. At that time, Yukun would be let go...

"Kawakami, we're back!"

Memories come to an abrupt end.

As a high school girl who supports her father Mori Kogoro and has an unreliable childhood sweetheart, Xiaolan’s logistics skills are already at full capacity. She not only bought a change of clothes, bandages, but also bought a thermometer and antipyretics, etc., which can be said to be very complete. up.

After putting down their things, Ran and the others accepted Dazai Osamu's thanks, and stood in the corridor outside the room thoughtfully.

Only the hour room remains——

Osamu Dazai seemed a little shy: "Yu-kun, can you go out for a while?"

Kawakami Yuzu: "..."

Kawakami Yuzu left Osamu Dazai's temporary boudoir.

After a while, it was expected that Osamu Dazai had changed his clothes, Yuzu Kawakami knocked on the door, but there was no response, he knocked on the door again, still there was no answer, and opened the door.

The sea breeze blows.

The room was empty.

Osamu Dazai...is gone.

Conan strode to the wide-open window, took in the traces of trampling on the edge of the window, scanned the room very quickly, and trotted to check——

Kawakami Yuzu interrupted Conan's inner scene interpretation: "No need to reason, I know, he ran away from the window."

It is easy to imagine the scene at that time.

Osamu Dazai, who was alone in the hourly room, estimated the time, wrapped the bandages, changed into new clothes, maybe even straightened his clothes and combed his hair in front of the mirror, and then put the old clothes in a shopping bag and hung them under his arms. Open the window and slip away quickly and swiftly.

Xiaolan & Sonoko & Conan: "..."

The doubts on the faces of the three people almost turned into substance: No, why did he run away? !

Kawakami Yuzu: Don’t ask, I don’t even know.

Suddenly thinking of a possibility, Conan urgently reminded: "Brother Kawakami, quickly check if there is anything missing!"

Kawakami Yuzu:?

They should have simply run away, after all, they are theoretically hostile.

Since only I was aware of the plastic nature of the relationship with Osamu Dazai, Kawakami Yuzu couldn’t refuse Conan’s seemingly reasonable reasoning, so he could only check his personal belongings——

Kawakami You: "..." Kawakami You found that the cash in his wallet was missing.

——It really is unfathomable.This development was totally unexpected.

Should I be glad that the card is still there?

How could there be such a dog!

I'm sorry, Mr. Zhongye, I will definitely call you next time!

Kawakami Yuzu secretly wrote down the notebook: After cheating me of a sum of money, Osamu Dazai ran away with the rest of my money.Look for opportunities to get revenge.