Friend, bring it to you!

Although Haruyama Jun knew that Osamu Dazai was a dog, it was the first time he saw the true nature of Osamu Dazai.

Even though he thought so, at this moment he was just an ordinary bartender, and in order to make money, he could only grit his teeth and tidy up the bar quietly.

Osamu Dazai may have done it on purpose, or he may have truly followed the Romans, anyway, he is now the same as he was in the bar many years ago, slumped and acting like a baby on the table (?).

"Boss—what I want is dish soap!"

Chunshan Jun's face remained unchanged: "It's my new product, blue dish soap."

Oda Sakunosuke was curious: "Why is it called this name, this is just an ordinary blue cocktail?"

"Don't you think he looks like a cup of dish soap?" Chun Shanjun asked back.

"It's a bit like..." Oda Sakunosuke bowed his head in deep thought, and suddenly realized.

"That's not the point at all, Odasaku." Sakaguchi Ango unconsciously complained about his friend who missed the topic.

"It's really a long-lost complaint from Ango." Osamu Dazai put down the glass, the ice cubes hit the glass wall, made a crisp sound, and then returned to tranquility.

Chun Shanchun suddenly remembered the scene when he first saw them in the bar and the last time they were in the bar.

It seems to be the same atmosphere.

But he was a guest twice, once he was an off-screen spectator, this time he was just a small bartender.

He was never able to participate in it.

Chunshan Jun continued to be his bartender without changing his face.

Osamu Dazai was watching Chun Shanjun's face, and at some point, he could clearly see some strange changes in the world.

The magic world that popped up suddenly, the sword of Damocles that appeared in Tokyo, and the black organization that cooperated with the port afia, this world seems to be changing all the time, and the supernatural beings who should be the darling of the world, in this colorful world The world seemed ordinary.

Just as he was trying to track down all this, this shop named Dimensional Public Relations Department popped up.

A very suggestive name, as if a close friend who died a few years ago had made an appointment, it suddenly appeared in front of him.

But no news at all.

Dazai Osamu sighed.

"Dazai, don't think too much, you bastard." Edogawa mumbled while chewing potato chips indiscriminately. Dazai, who was immersed in his own thoughts, seemed to have just been pulled back, and smiled a little frivolously:

"Mr. Ranpo isn't curious?"

Edogawa Ranpo's eyes looked at the report of Kogoro Mori in the newspaper, and he showed a smile that was bound to win: "This detective is the No.1 detective in the world!"

That oath, I don't know whether it is to the false detective Kogoro, or to this suddenly changing world.

Seeing this, Osamu Dazai stopped asking any more questions, just yawned lazily, and patted Kunikida Doppo's shoulder very habitually:

"Kunikida, I have something very important to do today, so let's go first!"

Kunikida Doppo was taken aback for a moment, but the question hadn't come out yet, and the familiar black-haired man had long since disappeared.

Haruyama Jun didn't know anything about Dazai Osamu's thoughts.

Since Fuheshier was in the store, his turnover has increased rapidly, especially after he asked Mr. Cat to handle Bodo's affairs, he was so happy that he wanted to draw a card.

Drawing cards is indeed the essence of human beings.

After Chunshan Jun sighed, he was not in a hurry to open the system to draw cards, but counted the turnover, planning to save a ten company first.

Still, Shilian's price-performance ratio is relatively high, but now there is Fuheshier in the store, and he is not in a hurry to make money at all.

Chunshan Junzheng happily picked up the card pool and thought about who should draw the next card, but accidentally found two things in his backpack.

Flyers for Fuheshir and Akemi Miyano.

Gan.

Forget about it.

Chun Shanjun: What is a happy mood terminator!

Unable to escape the nature of a social animal, Chun Shanjun resignedly took out the leaflet, and after thinking for a long time, he couldn't figure out why. Just as he was a little frantic, he grabbed his hair and knocked his head on the table, a suspicious voice came.

"boss?"

Haruyama Jun looked up quickly, and saw that the only good guy in the store, Oda Sakunosuke, was looking at him.

Chun Shanjun immediately sat upright: "What's the matter? Oda Tsukuru, sit down first."

"Why did the boss call him that?" Oda Sakunosuke sat down obediently, sighed casually, and stopped paying attention.

"I'm really sorry, I'm used to hearing that guest call it that way, if you don't like it, I'll change it." Chunshan Jun said a little embarrassed.

"Ah, it's okay, that's a good name." Oda Sakunosuke shook his head, expressing nothing.

The two looked at each other quietly.

Haruyama Jun blinked: "Odasaku, what are you doing today?"

"No, I'm just bored in the store by myself." Oda Sakunosuke said straight.

"It's boring..." Chun Shanchun leaned back in his chair, thinking about whether he should find something to do for the employees who have no customers, and suddenly thought of something and sat up, "There is a bookstore behind the wine cellar. Go and see."

"Huh?" Oda Sakunosuke, who was just bored and wanted to talk to someone, was stunned, but before he could react, he was pulled back by the hot-tempered Haruyama Jun and strode away.

"I'm really sorry, I should have made it clear to you on the first day about these things in the store." Chun Shanjun apologized as he walked in front: "As a result, there were so many things that I forgot."

Oda Sakunosuke was a little at a loss, but he could only shake his head as he was following behind his boss: "It's okay."

Chun Shanjun stood still, and the two of them had already reached the door of the study. The door was not locked, and he opened the lock with a little effort.

Oda Sakunosuke looked at the huge study room, a little shocked.

He didn't expect that this bookstore was so big.

I thought it was just a small study room, but I didn't expect it to be a room called a small library.

Oda Sakunosuke followed Haruyama Jun cautiously, and Haruyama Jun moved forward while waving the dust in the air:

"I remember that you planned to work as a writer before you were alive. There are many free tables here. If you don't have a job in the future, you can come here."

Although Oda Sakunosuke knew that his boss had a lot of information, he didn't expect that even his hobbies would be noticed by the boss.

Oda Sakunosuke stood still in front of the desk, showing a warm smile: "Thank you, boss."

Haruyama Jun: Well, what a dazzling smile, no wonder Osamu Dazai was influenced!

He said dully: "No, it's okay. This is what I should do as the boss."

After speaking, he snapped his fingers.

"Almost forgot to clean it."

Haruyama Jun was very satisfied with the brand-new bookstore, so he planned to turn around and leave without disturbing Oda Sakunosuke. He stopped suddenly in the middle of the walk, but did not turn his head:

"Your children are fine now, but they are out of my control now, because most of them are happy children now."

"What..." Oda Sakunosuke was a little startled, he was about to step forward to ask, but the boss had already disappeared.

Oda Sakunosuke stopped where he was, and slowly smiled again.

Chun Shanjun returned to his place: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Fu Heisher, who had just sent the guests away and wanted to talk to Chun Shanjun: What is this guy crazy about?

Chun Shanjun, who realized that someone was coming: Today is my social death day, right?

But at this moment, he could only pretend to look up calmly: "Shier, what's the matter?"

Fu Heisher ignored this guy's abnormal reaction, he just asked casually: "I seem to see an unpleasant kid"

Chunshan Jun was listless: "Yes, Wujo has come to enlightenment."

Fu Heisher smiled meaningfully: "It's that young master."

Haruyama Jun raised his eyes and sighed, he suddenly remembered that Fu Heisher knew nothing about what happened in the past ten years, but if he was told now, it might affect the plot of Shibuya.

Chun Shanjun was very entangled, and suddenly remembered the cat teacher who was entrusted by him to go to Hakata. I participated in the plot of Xindao Hakata, so what if Shibuya takes care of it.

So his heart became cruel, and he smiled treacherously: "Shier, do you want to know something about your specific client?"

Fuhesher: "I don't want to."

Chun Shanjun: ...

He did not give up and said, "That's your son!"

Fu Heisher suddenly realized: "Oh, so I still have to be named by my son."

Chun Shanjun: ... was, was tricked.