long-lived centenarian leader

Although often harassed and persecuted by Osamu Dazai, the relationship between Ango Sakaguchi and the other party quickly reached the step of "good friends".

Maybe this is the legendary hit-at-sight. He felt that the two of them got along like friends for many years.

It's just that the moment of meeting has been delayed.

On this day, Osamu Dazai invited him to skip work and go out for a drink, and made a detailed plan, swearing that no one would come to them during this time, and even avoided the patrol line of the security personnel.

Ango Sakaguchi reasonably suspected that this was not the first time this person had done this, and he must be a repeat offender who skipped work.

Seeing that Osamu Dazai was about to show him smashing the computer with his bare hands, he sighed deeply and agreed: "Okay, but I don't drink, and I will finish the work when I come back at night."

Osamu Dazai comforted him: "Don't worry, even if the door outside the file room is locked when you come back at night, I can pry it open for you, and your work will not be delayed."

The two went to the lupin bar, and at this moment, Sakunosuke Oda "just happened" to be there.

Osamu Dazai came here for the first time in the presence of Oda Saku.

It took him a long time to treat his Odasaku PTSD, and the results were gratifying.

When he sees the other party now, what he thinks in his mind is not the appearance of the other party's death, but the novel that he didn't see before he died.The feeling of not dying in peace deeply occupied his emotions and played a substitute role.

So he walked in boldly.

He has seen the death of Odasaku in countless worlds, but Odasaku in his world is just sitting here drinking, isn't he?

Although his notebook was blindingly blank, this was already the best comfort for him.

Everything is worth it.

Ango Sakaguchi keenly felt that the people around him had complicated emotions towards the man sitting and drinking.

Before he had time to ask Osamu Dazai if he knew him, he felt a gust of wind blowing past him. A sand-colored humanoid object moved at high speed, leaving only afterimages in the air, and ruthlessly pounced on the three who were licking their paws on the stool. flower cat.

The three-flowered cat let out a cry of fright and anger, its hair all exploded, and it ran away quickly.

Osamu Dazai chased the cat around the bar for several laps, until the cat jumped into Oda Sakunosuke's arms in a panic, and then stopped.

Ango Sakaguchi, who pretended not to know him for a long time, asked with black lines all over his head, "Why did you run after it?"

"It was the first time I saw a cat who didn't want to be touched by me, so I liked it very much, and I always wanted to touch him."

Osamu Dazai smiled meaningfully at the three-flowered cat, and Ango felt that it was not love, but wickedness.

Oda Sakunosuke patted the cat's head comfortingly, smoothed its fur, and then talked to the two people who followed: "It's also the first time I've seen someone who was resisted and scared by him."

He was very surprised to see the sudden transformation of the cat into a living person from the supernatural power.But I am also very happy to see the old gentleman who met once many years ago and brought him a great change, so he chose to play a cover.

The young man with burgundy hair still couldn't see the slightest emotion from his expression. Osamu Dazai knew that most of the time, the other party looked as plain as water.

He hoped that the other party would continue like this.

"So this situation is neither my fault nor his fault, but because we haven't gotten along well. In this way, you hand over your husband to me, and I will treat him tenderly."

Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand towards Sakunosuke Oda, as if obsessed with this matter.

Still don't know the truth, Ango Sakaguchi complained: "It's fine if you call a cat 'he', but you still call it Mister."

Oda Sakunosuke thought about how to protect the old man in trouble, and finally he could only change the subject stiffly: "Would you like to have a drink together? I treat you."

"Do you mean to make friends with me?"

Osamu Dazai tried his best to conceal his abnormality, pretending to be able to do his best.

Oda Sakunosuke blinked his eyes, understood miraculously, and said, "Yes."

Osamu Dazai sat on the seat next to him, patted the table and said loudly, "Boss, as a celebration of having two friends, give me a glass of vodka with poison today!"

The boss skillfully poured him a glass of cold beer: "Not available."

Ango Sakaguchi: "A glass of tomato juice is fine, thank you."

Dazai Osamu: "Give this workplace animal a glass of the strongest drink, lest he go back to work at night."

Ango: "Huh? Have you completely forgotten what you discussed before you came here?"

"Drinking only tomato juice on such a day worth celebrating is too disappointing." Dazai Osamu said like a rascal, holding his glass, "Even if you ordered tomato juice, I will pour wine into your glass."

Ango: "..."

It was rare for the boss to see Dazai so lively, he smiled, and poured a glass of whiskey for Ango Sakaguchi: "Then as a celebration, today's drink is free."

Things are getting better.

The three clinked glasses briefly and exchanged names to celebrate.

Osamu Dazai: "Let me think about what to talk about... Ah, so why don't we guess each other's past and present occupations?"

Oda Sakunosuke: "Ah... Our detective agency has had this kind of activity, but no one seems to be able to guess me."

Osamu Dazai: "It's exposed."

Ango Sakaguchi: "So you are now a member of the Armed Detective Agency?"

Both he and Dazai belong to the port mafia now, is it really good to make friends with Butei...

His entanglement was quickly broken.

Osamu Dazai: "Then, to be fair, let me tell you about our current occupations. We are both Mafia."

Oda Saku didn't show surprise or resistance to their identities, but said, "Well, you can actually guess my side job."

"A writer as a side job?" Dazai Osamu pointed at the notebook he brought, and said sharply, "I only wrote two lines and tore up several pages. You must have only made this progress all the time, right?"

Oda Sakunosuke suddenly remembered that Andersen said "I have a friend who said he wanted to read his book before he died" when he met him, and he felt guilty for no reason, just nodded and didn't dare to say more.

Ango Sakaguchi: "Then only the past professions don't know each other. In this way, it's fair."

Dazai: "Then Ango guessed Odasaku, Odasaku guessed mine, and I guessed Ango. Ango was so proficient when he came to work in the archives department. He must have been a non-office person who sat in an office and processed all kinds of complicated information before, right?"

Mr. Glasses, who doesn’t go to get off work but has skipped work now: “You’re calling people strange names again… Odasaku, no, I mean Oda-san, he probably worked in a killer or something before?”

"Excellent." Oda Sakunosuke looked at Dazai Osamu, unable to guess what the other party was like in the moment, "I admit defeat."

Osamu Dazai: "Give Ango a chance to guess."

Ango: "Could it still be Mafia?"

Osamu Dazai did not deny it: "Guess what it is for."

Ango: "You can't go to the front line like this. You should be a civil servant, the management type?"

He didn't forget that the other party once said "If it's not hard to think about it, I must be among the cadres", so he guessed like this.

Very well, speaking of this, Ango never suspected that he had a connection with the leader of Mafia.

After applauding Andersen's ability, Osamu Dazai was about to say something to confuse him when he was grabbed by the corner of his clothes.

He lowered his head and met the green eyes of Fu Heihui, who was not as high as the stool, and his eyes hinted at the other party not to talk nonsense: "Mr. Hui, how did you find this place?"

Fu Heihui: "They are all looking for you, I asked Jade Dog to bring me here."

Osamu Dazai: "Don't let the dog out all the time, and don't enter such places where minors can't enter without authorization. If you accidentally grow up to be bad, I don't know how to explain to your adults."

The indifferent child did not answer indifferently.

Osamu Dazai got inspiration from him, lifted him from the ground and held him in front of the other two, saying: "I used to be engaged in fraud work, for example, the parent of this child was cheated of more than 1 million by me recently." .A member of the lower class like me, thanks to that generous gentleman, I can afford such expensive clothes."

Fu Heihui: "..."

Are you cheating again?

He was about to say "Put me down", but he suddenly caught a touch of beautiful white from the corner of his eye, his body froze, he held Dazai Osamu's face with both hands, and turned his head back.

The three looked back at the same time.

Dazai Osamu's eyes also happened to meet Gojo Satoru.

After a long time, he still couldn't figure out what kind of person could be prettier than himself. Gojo Satoru finally found some free time and came over to take a look, but he didn't expect to see Fu Heihui enter the bar, let alone hear such words after he came in.

Osamu Dazai's expression was very natural, as if he didn't say anything just now, he stood up holding Fu Heihui, walked over with long legs, stuffed the child into the person's arms, and said, "I'm going to answer the phone, you first Play with him."

Then he plunged into the staff lounge of the bar without looking back.

To convince some guy with six eyes, he pulled out his cell phone and called back the last person who called him.

Opposite is Akutagawa Silver.

"what's up?"

"Boss, Mr. A reported that he caught the informant of the Rat of the Dead House."

"Who?"

"The one called the Devil, Fyodor D."

Dazai smiled slowly.