Leader Zai and Despair Raids the World

That night.

The night is dark and the wind is high, the night is quiet, the night... the night is dark, no fingers are seen, and no black-skinned figure can be seen...

No, no, it's not that dark!

At least that light blond hair is still visible! ! ! (x)

In short, when everyone was expected to fall asleep, the two adults quietly got together and chatted secretly.

The topics discussed must be very serious, such as communicating important recent information, pondering the ultimate goal of the men in black organization, and... how to use encryption to transmit the information obtained at the risk of life to the Public Security Department of the Metropolitan Police Department .

By any measure, these are extremely risky actions.

Even if the young master of the Men in Black organization is right next door, one of the two high-ranking members with the 'code name' has lost his horse directly, and the other has achieved the achievement of keeping silent and not revealing the vest .

...that's no reason to be passive.

The dark organization will always be eradicated, no matter what kind of dangerous situation they are in, this is the oath made by Bourbon and Scotland - Jiang Gu Ling and Zhu Fu Jingguang - to the police badge from the bottom of their hearts.

This is Scotland's room.

Also neat, clean, and well-organized, there is a stack of "Dazai Osamu Anthology" on the wooden desk, and a stack of pastime movies such as "No Longer Human: Dazai Osamu and Three Women" are placed on the storage shelf next to it. On the bed, there are several writers around Osamu Dazai.

A moment ago, Bourbon fell silent as soon as he stepped in: "..."

After more or less exchanging information, Bourbon once again took a look at his own room with the help of the lamp on the table.

After enduring it, he made a weak voice that was squeezed out of his throat:

"... You, the preparations, have you done a good job?"

Bourbon stretched out his hand and rubbed his light blonde forehead hair, his face was full of sloppy expression.

"Huh? Oh, what are you talking about?" Scotland gathered up the papers that he had exchanged in secret language just now, dragged out the shredder from the hiding place without hesitation, put them all in for destruction, took a glance at it, and suddenly understood What exactly is it that I made a small note about:

"Of course. Didn't you say it before? 'Since the name is the same, at least there must be some similarities'—or something."

The black-haired, blue-eyed man finished packing his things, stood there, touched his chin, and pondered:

"How should I put it... After all, it is still useful. For example, the crab you found in the diet, and when you just arrived at the Twilight Pavilion..."

Scotland didn't say the rest of the words, but the two of them sighed silently when they thought of Osamu Dazai's suicide, which was so resolute and fierce that it made people feel chills behind.

"As for other things, I don't seem to have the urge to write novels, and my young master has always been interested in reading novels," Scotland thought, and saw the well-received movie on the shelf in a blink of an eye, and the corners of his mouth twitched : "I can't tell what is popular with women... It's better to say, if someone dares to attack such a young boy——"

Bourbon couldn't hold back, and rubbed his forehead to remind him: "Calm down! The killing intent is overflowing!!"

This man is really hopeless! ! !Fortunately, he even brought his own Harrow over to try to replace the meal... No!Trying to please the young master for Scotland! !

Scotland glanced at him, pulled his chair back and sat down.

"What's the matter with you?" Scotland asked.

"It just so happens that the business is over, let's talk."

Having lived together all year round, no matter who has changed between these two people, they can't hide it from the other's eyes.

"You were the one who reached out to the child first when you were in the Mansion of Twilight, right? Why are you shrinking back a little now?" Scotland frowned slightly, staring at his friend seriously with blue eyes.

"—it's not like your style."

"Ah, yes."

Bourbon didn't hide anything, just smiled bitterly.

"I want to take this child to the other side, not to wallow in darkness, at least not to be our enemy. — This idea has not changed from the beginning to the end."

Bourbon crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair.

"It's just, how should I put it. I should say that the change in gin scares me," Bourbon admitted. "I think it's unbelievable for that ruthless man to compromise to such an extent. It's true that I like this child very much, but we are in this mud, no matter what we should have, we must be vigilant. If you can't be ruthless Come on, let me be the villain."

As Bourbon said, he leaned his body forward, and his gray-blue eyes were filled with strong willpower:

"I don't know why I feel uneasy. Scotland, you must be careful, I'm worried———"

The sentence could not be finished and was interrupted.

"Hush..." Scotland said, raising his index finger to urge Bourbon to silence: "There is movement outside."

The man quickly and silently turned on the computer, adjusted the monitoring device in the living room, and quickly restored all traces in the room.

With a sharp eye, he quickly stuffed the "Yujia Papyrus" that Bo Ben used as a cover in his room back into his hand.

After finishing all this, Scotland turned his face and asked him in confusion: "What? Did you say anything just now?"

***

The lights in the living room had long gone out.

For safety reasons, although it is a safe house in a residential area, it has not yet been equipped with bulletproof glass for the whole house.

However, in order to prevent sniping from the outside, the curtains are blackout everywhere.

Once they are all pulled up, even the slightest bit of neon lights in the city cannot penetrate into the room.

After working hard for a long time, the messy living room was finally restored to its original state.

The debris was swept away and the floor was wiped clean again.

The fallen furnishings are picked up, and all the lint is cleaned into another garbage bag, waiting for the next garbage collection day.

In the living room late at night, there was no one there.

only—

"rustle,"

Footsteps in white socks without slippers resounded softly.

On the side of the sofa, Hello, who closed her eyes and took a nap, "brushed" her ears!

"rustle,"

"rustle,"

"rustle……"

The devoted family-friendly small dog grinned, revealing fangs with an excellent bite.

He lowered his body, and let out a ferocious vigilance from the depths of his throat: "Wow! Wow! Wow~~" (heart)

...?

With a bang, the light turned on.

The mysterious visitor lowered his head and looked at the snow-white Shiba Inu who was wagging his tail desperately at him and sticking out his tongue, whining: "..."

"It's a good thing that Bourbon put the dog on the leash before going to bed, otherwise wouldn't you want to pounce on me and lick me again?" Dazai said with a snort.

In the brightly lit living room, it was finally clear enough to see who came.

Undoubtedly Osamu Dazai.

Wearing pure white pajamas with long sleeves and trousers, standing on the wooden floor in only white socks.

Bandages were still tied around the neck and wrist of the left eye, and judging from the messiness, it seemed that he was awakened unexpectedly in the middle of a sleep.

——But if you meet the extremely sober and rational Yuan Tong, you can't help but think:

Oh.Has this person ever truly fallen asleep?

At this time, the child who was not sleeping in the middle of the night was standing in the living room, and not far away was the puppy who was chained to the sofa, trying to get close to the boy, but had no choice but to use body language to express his excitement.

Dazai was expressionless, and glanced at the puppy Haro with eyes without any warmth.

"Let me teach you what 'awe' is today."

Dazai said coldly.

After speaking, he found Haro's food bowl from the open kitchen.

He dragged the chair from the dining table again, stood on it, and rummaged through the dog food that was specially placed on the top of the cabinet.

Dazai didn't bother to push back the dining chair, let the cupboard open, and didn't deal with his own crime scene.

A little child jumped off the chair, dragged a large bag of dog food, and walked back to the living room with the food bowl in the other hand.

When Harrow saw his favorite dog food, his saliva was almost drooling: "Wow~~! Wow!"

The black-haired, kite-eyed boy took his time, put down the food bowl, shook the dog food bag, and tore open a hole.

The food bowl is neither far nor near, it is just one step away from the dog's leash.

Harrow was very clever, guessing that the boy was going to give him something to eat, and was eager to rush forward.

It's a pity that for some reason, the dog chain is tied to him and prevents him from moving freely.Harrow was so anxious that he ran around in the same place, and pulled the chain twice with his hind legs to no avail, so he could only stare at the boy with wet and eager eyes: "Woo... woof!"

Dazai glanced at it: "Why, do you want to eat so much?"

After finishing speaking, Dazai embraced the bag of dog food with both hands as promised, and filled a large bowl with dog food.

Harrow's eyes lit up!The tail flicks like a windmill!

"Is it delicious?" Dazai asked, tilting his head.

Hello, one step away from the dog food: "Wow woof woof woof!!"

"Want to eat?" Dazai asked softly.

Harrow nodded frantically, dripping wet saliva: "Wow woof woof woof woof!!"

"Then watch me eat."

Osamu Dazai said coldly.

This child is not just talking, you must know that he is the ruler of the dark world, and he will do what he says, and every word is very important.

As soon as the words fell, Dazai reached out and grabbed a handful of dog food from the food bowl, and stuffed it into his mouth without any hesitation!

Hello, drooling all over the place: "Wang, woof... woof...?"

It was the first time in his life that he was robbed by human dogs, and Harrow was dumbfounded.

The tail is no longer wagging, nor are the ears pricked up.

A pair of shiny peas eyes lost their spirit!

Dazai was satisfied.

While chewing dog food hard, he reprimanded vaguely: "Understood? This is your punishment for bumping into me!"

The terrifying ruler of the dark world said coldly, squeezing out a voice from his cheeks stuffed with dog food:

"From now on, first, don't touch me, second, don't lick me, and third, don't wag your tail at me—do you remember?"

Harrow: "Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

The puppy let out a pitiful cry, drooling and whimpering.

The cute human cubs in front of them are doing terrible demon-like behaviors!

Hello is crying!

Use the behavior of the dog to defeat the dog, what is the punishment that the dog fears? !

It's a disqualified dog!

***

Two adults staring at the monitor in the room.

Bourbon: "..."

Scotland:"……"

Exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale.

Scotland put his palm to his forehead and calmed down.

Then he poked his little boy with his elbow, and asked in a more serious voice than when exchanging information just now:

"How is it? Isn't it cute?"

Bourbon was in a trance:

"……Yep, it is……"

Being enraged by a puppy to eat dog food angrily, what kind of overly cute revenge is this? !

You are the next successor of the Men in Black Organization! ! !Haven't those guns, blades, and bloody ways of revenge been engraved into your DNA? ? !

Scotland went on to say good things for his young master: "So this kid is very good in nature. There is nothing wrong with being on guard, but there is no need to be vigilant against him all the time, right?"

Bourbon was in a trance:

"...um, um...it seems unnecessary..."

The next second he reacted, bounced off the chair and rushed out!

"Wait!!!" Bourbon yelled, "At least don't eat dog food!!!"