Wutai's happiness lies in persecution

Although he is not as beautiful as Gojo Satoru, Dazai Osamu feels that he has become a straight man!

He ran over a few steps and spoke to the other party: "Is Miss waiting for someone?"

"Maybe I'm waiting for you." The girl responded casually and provocatively to his approach.

"Then may I have the honor of offering you a drink, miss?"

Gojo Satoru, who was really passing by this time, looked at this scene and felt that the ice cream in his hand was no longer fragrant. He asked Fu Heihui next to him: "Why can this guy hook up with beautiful women just by going to the street? Obviously I am better than him More handsome, isn't it?"

Fu Heihui's face was indifferent: "Don't you know what kind of person you are?"

He was a little hurt: "Is my personality really that bad?"

"Yes." Hui nodded affirmatively, "For example, it's also making a woman cry. The doctor makes a woman cry for him, but you are making a woman cry."

"Well, you're right." He readily admitted, without regret, "I don't have time to fall in love with women anyway. Compared to this, I still think it's more interesting to teach you guys. Let's go, I stole Qihai's mission I will do it for you, the target is a first-level curse spirit, work hard! Hui-chan!"

Fu Heihui: "...won't you stop it?"

Often, the next step to a drink at the bar is a hotel room.

He just accepted the setting of "reorganizing the family". If you tell him this is false now, he will let the jade dog bite someone.

Gojo Satoru didn't understand why he wanted to stop him, so he laughed at Osamu Dazai nonchalantly: "He doesn't have the money to open a room, so he will go back later by himself."

Osamu Dazai is probably the most money-losing person he has ever met. He obviously has a top-notch earning ability (he took more than 1 million from him), but his financial situation has reached the point where thieves broke into the house to look for it, but left disappointed.

Fu Heihui digested that it seemed that the wicked mother-in-law was in control of the family's financial power, so if she was confident, she secretly doubted the status of the two of them.

It's not that Osamu Dazai didn't see the two of them, he just pretended not to.

Now that beauty is here, who cares about stinky men.

In a remote, small but romantic bar in Ginza, a handsome young man invites a mature and charming woman to drink a glass of red wine.

The woman took a sip of her drink, her beautiful eyes seemed intoxicated under the light: "Mr.'s white clothes are very nice, but it seems strange to wear them in summer. Is it business attire?"

Osamu Dazai brushed the collar of the coat with his fingers, slid it down, and idly pulled the clothes near the pockets, as if wanting to touch something, the woman followed his gaze, and looked at the structure of his clothes, her gaze was very It's not concealed, it's hot enough to make people suspect that she is thinking about how to take off his clothes.

"Well... so to speak, is the lady going to guess my occupation?"

"A good-looking person like you is suitable for whatever you do."

"Thank you for the compliment, but I'm actually a psychiatrist who has been reported several times."

What he said was a bit of self-deprecation and a bit of a joke, and he quickly made the woman in front of him laugh.

The woman pulled up his collar and leaned close to him: "That person is really bad, if it were me, not only would I not be willing to report you, but even if you did something more egregious, I wouldn't blame you. "

"For example?" He pretended not to understand, but his arms were already around her slender waist.

She threw the question back to him: "Can you tell me?"

Osamu Dazai touched her thigh with the other hand, took out her gun from her gradually froze smile, pressed it against her lower back, and asked politely, "Do you think this is too much? Ms. Fujiko Mine."

"This is too much!" Fujiko poked his chest with his finger without fear, "I am such a beautiful woman in front of you, but you are only interested in my favorite gun."

"No, I'm also very interested in your special prodigal skills." Dazai Osamu smiled, "Recently, I caught a very rich patient, and the speed of spending money was a little slower, but I'm not used to rich people. Look. I admire the speed at which you lose money, so I want to exchange and learn."

Fujiko Mine's expression froze completely: "..."

Can she kill this man?

Osamu Dazai was also very unhappy, he just wanted to see the beautiful young lady to ease his mood, but unexpectedly, he was sent to mess with him again.

Some people just can't stay.

"What have you been commissioned to steal?"

Amid the din of music, the sound of a gun being loaded was subtle but unobtrusive. The man holding the beauty in his arms had a tacitly ambiguous expression on his face, so no one except the two of them knew the secret.

Gun to heart.

If he can't give the answer he wants, she will die here immediately.

This is not at the same level of danger as the client said!She crazily greeted the client's family in her heart, and began to regret why she had accepted the business because of the high reward.

"If I may, I'd love to say that I'm here to steal from you."

Cold sweat dripped from Mine Fujiko's back, but her brain was very clear. She touched his hand holding the gun, and from the cold temperature and steady pulse, she came to the conclusion that "a beauty of her age did not seduce him", and compromised in frustration He said: "I haven't met the client, he called me 3000 million, and asked me to steal some antique finger from your hand."

"That... I sold it for 35 billion."

she:? ? ?

"Where did you get the finger... No, can you introduce me to the person who bought it?" Mine Fujiko's eyes lit up, she had never seen anyone who bought an antique with 35 billion.

Or something as weird as a finger.

Osamu Dazai saw through her thoughts: "It's my patient, he looks better than you, so you can dismiss this idea."

Fujiko Mine:? ? ?

"But I can tell you that he didn't get all the fingers. Someone took ten of the thirty fingers I sold for 35 billion."

Her: "Who?"

"He." Osamu Dazai pointed to the young man in the white plush hat who just came in from the outside and was looking around.

Fujiko Mine looked over at his pointing point and exclaimed: "I thought you had worn enough clothes. Doesn't this person get prickly heat if he is dressed like this?"

Fyodor looking over: ? ? ?

"You might as well go to him and fight for it, he is also very rich." Osamu Dazai tried to instigate her to seduce a certain Russian.

Mine Fujiko: "He looks like a holy man who is not interested in human beings~"

But still wanted to try it out.

After all, he is a rich and handsome man.

For a man who is not greedy for her body, it is very strange to have this one in front of him, but he can't be the same as the other one, right?

Three minutes later, Fujiko Mine, who felt that he was throwing winks at the blind man, ran away unbearably humiliated.

Osamu Dazai pointed at Fyodor: "Look at you, you don't even have any idea about such a big beauty, can you?!"

Fyodor didn't mean to break up with him on this topic: "Are you sure that person wants to see me?"

Osamu Dazai shrugged irresponsibly: "Most likely he didn't think so, so it's up to you whether you can let him accept your meddling."

"I'm a little worried about him, and I chose you as a partner."

"It's okay, even if we choose the two of us as partners, no one will cry for him."

The two looked at each other with similar expressions on their faces.

it is more than words.

Naohua waited for a long time in the private room of the KTV next door, and finally waited for Osamu Dazai.

Then when he saw Fyodor behind Osamu Dazai, he lost his expression.

"I didn't invite you, did I?"

"Please forgive me for coming uninvited." Fyodor naturally sat opposite him, "There were some mistakes in the news I sold to you earlier, and I am here to make up for it."

His eyes are very sincere, every word reveals the atmosphere of "I am very kind", it seems that he is only here for after-sales service.

There are not many people who can let him do after-sales service. I hope this customer has enough value.

Probably the sound of the KTV was too loud, making people dizzy.After a discussion with the two of them, Naohua made "reasonable" adjustments to his plan and accepted Fyodor's compensation.

He walked away delirious.

Passed by a handsome boy with white hair and white clothes.

The handsome boy walked to the door of the private room where he was just now, opened the door and said with disgust, "It's too noisy here, talk in another place."