In Shimokutagawa, the name is...

"Don't stare at me like that, rules are rules."

The tea mist rises up little by little, and a little bright drop of water hangs precariously on the tip of the eyelashes. The jasper-like tea water is reflected in those cold, dark eyes, as if a ball of ink has fallen into the water and gradually smudged layer by layer , Blurred the thoughts that flashed in the eyes.Even though the man in the sand-colored windbreaker in front of him stared at him with ferocious and cold eyes, the young man was not at all uncomfortable, and he was still blowing the foam on the tea leisurely.

The figure that appeared briefly like soap bubbles caused the man in front of him to lose his composure.If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Atsushi Nakajima wouldn't believe it, Mr. Dazai, who seems to be omniscient and omnipotent in his?

"No rules, no standards."

The sun that fell inch by inch from the west rubbed against the young man's ears? The snowy temples flitted past, and the breeze stirred the white snow? The hair was shaking slightly, and the smiling face seemed to be chiseled by a sculptor with a hammer. The cold lines, even though the warm rays of light kissed his cheek lightly, did not bring any warmth to others.

"I followed the rules of ordinary people here. To be fair, shouldn't you also follow the rules of ours?"

The slightly swaying tea reflects the emptiness in the depths of the eyes? Ao Lan.

"Follow the nature, don't care about the mirror." He read out the words that the two people opposite him couldn't understand as if chanting, and took a sip of tea with his thin lips.

"It is also possible that when the soul becomes pure white, the obsession has not been completely eroded before entering the underworld." Akutagawa added slowly, "However, the probability of this possibility is extremely small. In short, luck or misfortune depends on destiny .”

"The destiny cannot be violated."

He carelessly shook the teacup in his hand, and after saying these words, he closed his eyes and ignored them as if falling asleep.

……

There was silence for a while? Atsushi Nakajima wondered if the other party had fallen asleep, and was about to pull Mr. Dazai to persuade him to go back in a low voice, when Osamu Dazai suddenly spoke again.

"If you didn't want us to come to you? If not, you wouldn't? You deliberately chose to stay in Chinatown and wait with such fanfare? Let's go." Osamu Dazai closed his eyes, and the fragile expression that was shown at that moment just now suddenly disappeared. Covered by the gloom like a cloud, "This Akutagawa-kun, since you want to trade? How about we each be more open and honest?"

The young man opened his eyes again, and with a twist of his fingers, the teacup landed firmly on the table.The other hand swayed lightly, and the wide sleeve robe swept across the table. When we met again, the jade-like fingers were clinging to the end of the crimson fan bone.

There was a kind of calm and arrogance in their eyes. Rows of thick clouds above his head immediately covered most of the sky, and the setting sun slowly unfolded behind him as if falling. The feeling slowly unfolded along the windward coat placed behind him.

"Smart people only talk about business, not friendship." Tapping the porcelain bowl lightly with his fingertips, he made a clear sound like a ding-dong in a cold pool, Akutagawa Ryuuji looked at them leisurely, "What do you want me to give you? "

"How to get rid of...Odasaku's obsession?"

Akutagawa raised the corner of his mouth, and had to say that the other party's extremely rare straightforwardness did surprise him a little.

"Are you sure you want to intervene in the world of the dead, Dazai-san." He tapped the table with one hand regularly, like a monk knocking on a wooden fish, "As a living? Outsider, plant cause and effect, even if The other party has successfully entered reincarnation, and after reincarnation, all past memories will disappear, leaving nothing behind."

"In other words, since you have already passed away, what is the difference between you and a stranger?"

The fan unfolded, and the ink-splashed bamboo appeared in front of them: "Dazai-san thinks, is this worth it?"

"Don't you Akutagawa-kun really hope that we can make a deal with you? Why, now you are convincing us instead?" Dazai Osamu laughed, as if there was nothing there? Sarcasm was mixed in, "We have gained profit, but also won You have both ends of your reputation as a good man, Akutagawa-kun."

Atsushi Nakajima hastily tugged at Osamu Dazai's sleeve, fearing that if the other party got angry, he would take the iron-sharpened bamboo stick and hit each of them on the forehead.

"This? That's really interesting. Could it be that your armed detective agency doesn't know how to accept commission fees and is willing to do free work for others?" Akutagawa Ryusuke half-closed his eyes and leaned back, his body swaying with the bamboo chair , "Furthermore, I never force others to do anything difficult, the right to choose has been given to you, don't say I force you."

"It's not too late. If you haven't made a decision yet, please don't interfere with my business as a little fortune-teller."

After speaking, he picked up the teapot and slowly poured emerald green Bailian into the empty teacup. The tea swirled and swirled along the side of the cup without a single drop of tea leaking out.

"Even if it's a transaction, let us know the price, right?"

"Naturally, I'm not that black-hearted businessman who hides and kills first." Akutagawa slowly stretched out five fingers, "This? Number."

"Five hundred yuan?" Atsushi Nakajima guessed.

Akutagawa narrowed his eyes and glanced at him, then suddenly smiled.

Nakajima Atsushi didn't know why his hair stood on end, the curved corner of his mouth was meaningful and seemed to be under control as he expected, from the eyebrows, the corners of his mouth, and the arc of his wrist clinging to the fan, revealing A bit like a cold pool? A cold smile.

The nerve called intuition in the white-haired boy's brain screamed frantically.

"500 million, and, I want this one."

Holding the closed fan with the pale yellow fingertips stained by tobacco, he pointed at the white-haired boy who was startled by that number.

"No deadline, no bargaining, voluntary transaction." Akutagawa Ryunosuke smiled slightly, his slender wrist bones were set off by the black satin cuffs like a dove, and his red lips and white teeth matched his classical style. The appearance is even more reminiscent of the slim jade lotus on the lake.

"May I ask, why do you need Atsu-kun?" Osamu Dazai folded his hands, squinting his eyes with a faint light.

Mr. Dazai... Shouldn't you be surprised by the 500 million first... Nakajima Atsushi silently complained.

"Dazai-san, is it true that the clients in your detective agency will also ask? Are you paid? Has the reward been used by you?" Akutagawa asked back, tilting his head, did he shake his chair, "But please don't worry, the little white tiger won't die. You just need to come here every day while I'm still here? Just stay for an hour."

"How, it's a good deal? Trade it?"

Osamu Dazai was calculating in his heart. Anyway, Atsushi-kun sold himself to a mad scientist before, and it is not impossible to sell himself again now. As for 500 million, if it is really impossible, just steal the black card from the little slug. Take some from Kunikida-kun's purse, caring members are also the qualities that members of a detective agency should have...

"make a deal!"

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