After becoming a chaotic daughter

"Dazai---!!! Where did this bastard skip work again???"

On Sunday afternoon, Kunikida's furious roar sounded as usual in the detective agency. Even the content of the roar was copied and pasted day after day without any change.

Angrily, he took the documents and walked around the detective agency, but Kunikida couldn't find any trace of Dazai. There is no doubt that this guy skipped work and went out to hang out again.Either trying a new suicide method, or killing time in an izakaya, or hooking up with some girl on the side of the road again.

Whether it's the "Osamu Dazai" who wrote the novel, or the "Osamu Dazai" in this parallel world, they seem to be very different in terms of this kind of hobbies.The only difference seems to be that Osamu Dazai has no hobby of "sacrificing love" for the time being, and more often than not, he is almost cut off by the women he has failed.

The person who skipped work was not her stupid father, so Nanako didn't care too much. She went out with Gogol and took the bus to the shopping street.

It's the weekend, and the weather today is also very good. There are people coming and going on the shopping street, and there are people going out to shop and have fun everywhere.Nanako waited until Miwa at the appointed place, and followed her to a sporting goods store called [Sanmaru Sports].

This store has a cooperative relationship with many sports clubs in Qingxue. If members come to buy things in the store, they can get a little discount as long as they report their names. The basketball team uniforms are also customized here, but Sanlun just entered school The default is to be selected, so the coach has already given her her team uniform.

Squatting in front of the shelf, Sanwa was holding two knee pads, one black and one white, with a tangled expression on his face: "Which one should I choose... Nanako, which one do you think is better?"

Poking at the volleyball next to her, Nanako glanced at the knee pads in Miwa's hands, and felt that the two knee pads seemed to have no difference in appearance except for the color and logo. They were both made of elastic cloth.

She thought for a while and replied, "Black."

This one is not easy to get dirty, and the white one should need to be cleaned frequently, which will feel troublesome.

"Then it's black." Miwa accepted Nanako's suggestion, put back the white knee pads, and found the same series of wrist pads. The two together cost [-] yen.

[It's so expensive. 】

Nanako looked at the two pieces of fabric that were supposed to be as long as sleeves in Miwa's hands, and then looked at the prices on the shelves. She felt that sports were a waste of money.

But thinking about the May [-]rd when she was taxed, probably most of the things in this world cost money, whether it's study, sports or playing games, it's all the same.

After choosing the things to buy, Miwa stood up and said, "Let's go to checkout."

Nanako nodded, dragged away Gogol who was playing with ping-pong balls in boredom, walked around the shelf, and before she reached the cashier, she saw a boy wearing a peaked cap standing beside the cashier.

With his back to them, the boy was carrying a big tennis bag. His dark green hair was exposed under the peaked cap. He stretched out his hand as if to take something handed to him by the boss.

"Ah... Echizen-san." Miwa subconsciously said his name, and subconsciously moved back a little, even though she was actually three meters away from Echizen Ryoma.

"Who is it?" Gogol blinked his golden eyes while being pulled by Nanako's cloak, and asked Nanako curiously.

Nanako raised her head and answered him: "The classmates in the class... sit behind me and in front of Miwa."

It’s called Echizen or something, but the last string is katakana, which is not easy to remember, and Nanako hasn’t tried to memorize it, she is still used to memorizing Chinese characters.

Hearing their voices, Echizen turned his head and saw Nanako, Miwa, and a foreign boy he didn't know. He nodded casually, counting it as a greeting.

Sanlun saw what he was holding in his hand, it was a packaged sportswear, blue and white, very simple style.Although it belonged to the basketball club, Sanlun was quite familiar with other sports clubs, so he recognized it after a short pause. It was the uniform for the tennis club.

"Have you become the main pick?" Sanlun asked, the tennis club's ranking match ended on Friday, and she would have to wait until she went to school next week to hear the result.

Casually stuffing the team uniform into the tennis bag, Ryoma nodded: "Yes."

Miwa said a few words of congratulations, then moved to the edge of the cash register, keeping a distance of more than one meter from Echizen, and handed the things in his hand to the boss to pay.

"Have you picked out the things you want to buy? Is there anything else you want to buy?" The boss is a middle-aged uncle in his 50s and 2850s, with a smile on his face. He asked while taking the goods that were handed over in three rounds. He quickly scanned the QR code, "It's 2000 yen in total. You are a member of the Qingxue Basketball Club. The discounted price is [-] yen. Thank you for your patronage. We also have a lottery in our store today. You can draw once if you spend [-] yuan. Participate?"

He brought up a large lottery box from under the counter, and pushed the lottery leaflet on the table forward. The highest first prize was to choose a pair of sneakers in the store.

There are many big-brand sneakers in this store, and there are quite a few that cost tens of thousands. If you can get a European look, it is equivalent to a week's salary for free prostitution.

Immediately, Sanwa clasped his hands together, murmured, and began to pray to God and worship Buddha. He did it on the spot, worshiped Goddess Tikka from Ebisu, went to wash his hands, and then put his hand into the lottery box with a look of death on his face.

After fumbling for a long time, she finally selected a ball, closed her eyes tightly, and took out the ball very slowly.

——White ball, fourth prize.

Miwa who opened his eyes was immediately discouraged, and felt in his heart that "it really is so".

The fourth prize was just a tennis ball, and Miru herself didn't play tennis, so she gave the tennis ball to Echizen Ryoma, it was only [-] yen, and Echizen Ryoma took it.

He tossed the ball, looked at the lottery box on the counter, seemed a little interested in the lottery, turned into the rack of shelves with a tennis bag on his back, and soon came out again with two barrels of tennis balls.

"Bill, please."

He said to the boss, put the two tubes of balls in his hand on the cash register, and after paying the money, he reached out and grabbed a plastic ball from the lottery box.

——Green ball, third prize.

Nanako glanced at the leaflet, and the third prize was a tube of tennis balls.

I bought two barrels of tennis balls, got a barrel of tennis balls, was given a tennis ball by Sanlun, and I brought a barrel of tennis balls in my tennis bag. Although I like tennis very much, I was surrounded by four barrels and one tennis ball. , Even Echizen Ryoma was silent.

... He should have picked something else to buy just now.

Stuffing the tennis balls into the bag, Echizen zipped it up, feeling a little uncomfortable, not with the tennis balls, but with his own luck.

"Why don't we buy something for flower bags? Didn't Mr. Kunikida still say yesterday that he lacks exercise?" Gogol suggested to Nanako, giving himself a very grandiose reason for wanting to draw a lottery, "Then we Let’s draw a prize.”

Nanako thought about it, and felt that what he said made sense. She looked around and found something that looked very suitable for a flower bag and was not too expensive.

"Buy that." Pointing to the small dumbbell in the corner, she raised her head and said to Gogol.

A pair of 3kg small dumbbells is exactly [-] yen.

Gogol knew that he would definitely become a porter: "..."

He tried to object, but the objection was futile, so he could only wag his pigtails and fetch the pair of dumbbells to pay.

This time it was Nanako who drew the lottery. She was lucky enough to draw the orange ball representing the second prize. The prize for the second prize is something of four or five thousand yen. She doesn’t exercise herself, and Gogol’s exercise seems to be the same. There is only walking around every day, so Nanako chose a [-] yen basketball and gave it three rounds.

After giving the brand-new basketball to the third round, the boss said with a smile: "Why don't you draw another game? Four three two, maybe the next one will be one?"

Having been drawn a second prize, he must let these children spend more money with him - the smiling store manager thought in his heart.

Nanako feels like the boss is cheating her out of money.

She hesitated for a second.

Then I bought a yoga mat for [-] yen.

Anyway, she bought it for the flower bag, so she can go to Kunikida for reimbursement.If you get one, it's hers, if you don't, it's a flower bag.

This time Nanako thought about it, and did not choose to smoke by herself.She pulled La Gogol's braid and said to Gogol, "Guoguoli, you smoke."

Gogol put his hand into the lottery box.With a look of feeling on his face, he stretched out his hand and groped in the lottery box for a while, before finally slowly pulling out his hand under the gaze of everyone.

The plastic ball is not too big, about half the diameter of an ordinary ping-pong ball. Gogol clasped his hands together and held the ball in his palm.

——Red ball, first prize.

Boss: ...Mistake! ! !

It never occurred to me that the first prize was really drawn, with a probability of [-] in [-], it was actually drawn!

Why not just let these kids go!The more you lose, the more you lose! !

Nanako turned her head to look at Sanwa: "Sanwa, choose shoes."

Three rounds: ...! ! !Great! !

With a full load, the boss maintained a difficult smile and sent the four children out of the store, each with something in their hands.

After receiving the basketball and sneakers from her friend, Miwa felt that she must be good friends with Nanako for a lifetime.

"Nanako, do you know that Gogol is very lucky, that's why you let him smoke?" Miwa casually chatted with Nanako.

Nanako shook her head: "I don't know if his luck is good or not."

"Huh?... Oh, that's right, Gogol hasn't smoked yet." Miwa felt that she understood the reason why Nanako asked Gogol to smoke in the end. It was fairer for each person once.

【No, because he is a European. 】

Nanako thought about it in her heart.

Sure enough, the card game should be played by Europeans.

As soon as they walked to the street outside, Echizen pressed down on the brim of his hat and said in a flat tone: "I still have an appointment, so I'll go first."

"Goodbye, see you tomorrow." Sanlun said goodbye to him in a good mood, keeping a distance of more than one meter.

"Goodbye." Nanako also said.

"Farewell~" Although he and Echizen were complete strangers, Gogol also said something along with him.

Nanako looked at Echizen and turned to leave, but suddenly heard a familiar voice from not far away.

——"Thank you so much, this beautiful lady, your beauty has been deeply engraved in my mind, my heart has been captured by your kind and pure face, can you tell me about your name, or I will toss and turn and lose sleep at night!"

The cadenced, melodious and gentle tone of voice speaks very exaggerated love words, but it does not make people feel out of harmony.

Nanako looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a young man kneeling on one knee in front of a shop not far away, and a beautiful and gentle woman in front of him.

At this moment, the man is gently holding the young lady's white hand, his eyes are as tender as water, and he is pouring out his love affectionately in his mouth.

The man was none other than Dazai, whom Kunikida couldn't find anywhere, and who missed work again today.

"The fourth lady of this month." Holding a yoga mat and a dumbbell, Gogol said in a very clear tone.

It's not even the middle of the month yet.

Echizen, who was about to leave, stopped for some reason.With a tennis bag on his back, he walked towards the young men and women who were standing and kneeling, and finally stopped beside them.

He raised his face slightly, and said to the young woman:

"Cousin, why are you here?"

"Ryoma?" Nanako Echizen was taken aback, but she quickly came to her senses and smiled helplessly at Echizen, "The clothesline at home broke for some reason, and I happened to pass by the dumpling when I went out to buy a clothesline. store, I just want to bring some dumplings back.”

"Then who is this man?" Echizen turned his head and looked at Dazai.

"The customer I met in the store just now." Echizen Nanako replied, "He finished eating dumplings in the store, and when he paid the bill, he found that he forgot to bring his wallet. It was just a plate of dumplings, so I settled the bill for him."

After hearing Echizen Nanako's explanation, Gogol was very surprised: "Huh? Didn't Mr. Dazai steal Mr. Kunikida's wallet today?"

Speaking of this, Dazai, who was still kneeling on the ground, immediately turned his face away, let out a "tch" with a look of displeasure, and replied calmly as if it was Kunikida's fault: "Kunikida-kun's wallet forgot to share with you today. I came out together!"

Nanako automatically translated his words in her mind: I forgot to steal Kunikida's wallet when I went out today.

"Oh, forget it." Dazai stood up, opened the hem of the windbreaker, and then waved his hand, "Kunikida-kun must be yelling at the club again now, let me go back to work, I still don't go back to touch His bad luck, don't tell Kunikida-kun that I'm here~"

"That...sorry, I have to go home first." Nanako Echizen, who was standing by the side, said goodbye, and she asked Echizen, "Will Ryoma go back together?"

"No." Echizen refused, "I made an appointment with my classmates to play tennis."

Echizen Nanako smiled: "Then you have fun, I'll go back first."

She turned around and was about to leave, but Dazai took a step and stretched out his hand, wanting to stop the beauty: "Wait, this beautiful lady, I haven't known your Fang..."

He suddenly found himself unable to get out.

Feeling the hem of his coat being pulled by someone, Dazai turned his head and saw Nanako with pigtails, holding the hem of his coat with his left hand, as if he was holding a pet dog that wanted to run around. Holding her flip phone, the screen shows the in-call interface.

"Brother Dubu wants to talk to you." Nanako said to him with no expression on her small face.

Dazai: ... Tch.

He stopped in his tracks, disappointment written all over his face.

"Nanako-chan is too discriminating. Why is Kunikida-kun, that old-fashioned old man of the last century, called 'Doupo brother', but he is so indifferent to me as 'Dazai'." He said very dissatisfied, and suddenly changed his face , put on a smiling expression, and said to Nanako: "Come on, quickly call Brother Dazai~"

Nanako looked at him blankly for two seconds, then turned on the speakerphone on her phone.

In the next second, Kunikida's roar broke through the phone and rang through half the street:

"Dazai, you bastard!! Immediately!! Immediately!! Come back to work right now!!!!"

A disgusted expression appeared on Dazai's face.

"Hey~~~~~ Kunikida-kun is too rude." He deliberately dragged his tone, which made people feel angry, and then instantly switched to a straightforward tone without muddling.

"I won't do it, Kunikida-kun, work hard!"

Stretching out his long hand, he hung up the phone directly.

"I suddenly remembered that I have something to do, so I have to go first. See you next time... this beautiful lady." He said goodbye to Echizen Nanako in a lingering tone, then turned around and slipped into the crowd to disappear.

Something must be false, Nanako thought that he was afraid that Kunikida would come to the shopping street, so he ran for his life first.

"...Who is that guy?" Echizen turned his head and asked Nanako who was standing closest to him.

Nanako thought for a while, and answered him: "A colleague at the place where Dad works."

Echizen: "..."

He really couldn't figure out what kind of company would allow such seemingly problematic employees to exist.

"I go first."

He turned around, waved his hand, and walked away with his tennis bag on his back. Echizen Nanako also left afterward.

There were a lot of things to buy in the sports store, whether it was a basketball or a yoga mat, Nanako and Miwa had no choice but to give up their plans to continue shopping. They parted at the intersection and went back to their respective houses.

Nanako and Gogol took a taxi back to the detective agency. They got off at the downstairs of the detective agency, then entered the red brick building together, stood in front of the elevator, and waited for the elevator to come down from the fourth floor.

The indicator needle of the floor slowly turned from [4] to [1]. With a crisp sound of ding, the elevator door slowly opened in front of Nanako.

There are two people standing in the elevator.

Two middle school students who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, a boy and a girl, were wearing the same middle school uniform.

The charming girl was almost lying on the ordinary cowardly boy, and she raised her hand very intimately, and gently wiped the sweat on the boy's forehead with her sleeve.

"Onii-sama is great~ Don't worry, Naomi will help you if you have any problems~ Oh, why is there so much sweat on your body, let Naomi clean it up for you...here~here~or... …here?"

"Zhi, Zhimei..."

The boy looked very helpless and put his arms around the girl, as if he was worried that the girl would fall off him if he was not careful, but he stood tremblingly.The two were so close as if there was only one person, standing entangled in the middle of the elevator, making some strange noises.

Nanako and Gogol looked at each other.

They raised their hands and covered each other's eyes in unison.