my brother is scumbag

After saying this, Dazai looked at me quietly, waiting for my answer.

But I didn't speak immediately, I just tilted my head and looked at him fixedly.

After a while, I showed a curious look, not only did not answer, but asked him questions.

"Then, what is the standpoint of Dazai who asked this question?"

My voice sounded purely questioning, without accusations.

"Good friend?"

"A bystander watching the excitement?"

"Or... the same user?"

Dazai's eyes widened slightly, but soon, he curled the corners of his mouth and smiled instead, as if he had discovered something that made him feel very happy.

"Oh, it feels like Yui-chan is really different. Compared to before, she is more aggressive."

He simply admitted what he had done.

"It's really embarrassing, to be pointed out to the face of the fact that I used the other party."

I didn't believe Dazai's words at all.

His tone didn't sound like guilt.

But I'm not mad about it either.

This guy……

Although most of the time, he just watched with cold eyes and said some specious things to me, but he probably did have a little kindness towards me.

But even so, the hand he stretched out to me didn't lead me into the sun, but pulled me into the muddy darkness together.

"It doesn't matter what you use."

I said lightly, with a somewhat casual tone.

"When I agreed, I had this awareness."

I never felt that my elder brother was a simple person.

You know Dazai is his student.

And, what he said...

If I'm really just an ordinary girl, if I really want to be good for me, my brother shouldn't stand up, just like he has stayed away from us in the past few years.

Dazai said that my clothes were changed by the owner of the clinic, so my brother or Alice probably helped me change them.

The fight between me and the King of Sheep caused such a big commotion. He has been in Yokohama for several years, so he must have his own news channel.

I was thinking, how much does he know about my abilities now?

Has he figured out how to use me?

Even when I was thinking about this kind of question, I was still very calm.

This is different from my previous life.

At that time, I was completely suppressed. My behavior, my life, and my freedom were not up to me. Even if I wanted to escape from Brother Xiao, I had to rely on other forces, and it failed.

But in this life, I am no longer in such a passive position.

All my actions can come from my original intention and my own will.

In life, there are only a few people who can hold me back——

Parents, friends, lovers.

There is no need to talk about the latter, where can I have a lover at my age.

As for the first two...

My parents are gone. As for my elder brother, let’s not talk about the fact that he and I are still plastic siblings. I don’t think I need to worry about his personal safety. the personal safety of others.

And my friend—

Oda is a former retired killer, and his supernatural ability can also protect him very well.

Fu Heihui is a student of Wujo Wu, and Wujo Wu will not let others threaten Fu Heihui.

The families of Shinichi and Xiaolan both have connections with the police, and Sonoko is the eldest lady of the Suzuki Group, and neither of them has a background to be slaughtered.

So I don't have to worry about hurting them because of myself.

When I don't mind being used, I can cooperate with the other party, but when I feel dissatisfied, I can also overturn the table at any time and quit.

I can do whatever I want.

Because now there is no existence that can hold me back.

My brother is a smart guy, and smart people always know how to measure consequences.

Even if he wants to use me, he will not be unscrupulous, but will test my bottom line, stepping on the level that will not make me angry.

and--

I squinted at the mackerel beside me, and snorted lightly.

Dazai, will you just look at it like this?

He is not the kind of well-behaved student at all, I think he is more like the type who is committed to pissing off the teacher, and is eager to try to betray the teacher at any time.

"I always feel that Yui-chan is thinking about something terrible."

Dazai put his arms around his chest and looked at me with a pitiful expression.

I nodded with a calm tone, "Yeah, I'm thinking about one hundred and eight ways to cook mackerel."

Then I kindly listed those cooking methods, and by the way, which one Dazai prefers.

Facts have proved that I still underestimated Dazai's face.

"Ah, actually, either one sounds pretty good~"

Dazai pretended not to understand my hidden meaning, and happily echoed my words, nodding seriously.

Then he came to his own conclusions.

"No matter what kind it is, it's Yui-chan's heart. I can't wait to taste Yui-chan's craftsmanship."

Me: "...No, I didn't say I made it for you to eat."

Don't make things for me that were never in my plan without authorization, you bastard!

Unknowingly, he arrived at the door of Oda's rented house during the fight, but the door was still closed tightly, and there was no movement in the house, obviously Oda had not come back yet.

So I sat directly on the stone steps in front of the door, took Dazai's mobile phone and dialed Oda's number.

Oda told me that his work is nearing completion and he will be back soon.

When I hung up the phone, I heard a very slight click behind me, like something being twisted.

I subconsciously turned around——

Under my sight, Dazai calmly retracted the thin wire in his hand, held the doorknob and pushed the door open, walked in with a calm demeanor as if he was the owner of the house, and still greeted me .

"Yuki-chan, come in~" he said briskly.

Me: "...Why are you so skilled at picking locks?"

"Don't you know this kind of thing at a glance?" Dazai answered me with a natural expression.

I:"……"

Once again, I deeply realized that all my skill points are on the force value.

While waiting for Oda to come back, I packed the soda cans left over from last night into a bag, tied them and put them by the door to take away when I left.

During the period, I taught the guy who was doing me a disservice, and finally this guy played mobile games with the air on his head humming.

When I cleaned the whole room and looked at the clean house with satisfaction on my hips, I heard Oda's voice outside the door.

"Well."

Oda stood at the door, looking at Dazai and me in the room, showing a puzzled expression, "I remember Yui, you just said on the phone that you didn't take a spare key when you went out..."

Dazai raised his hand cheerfully, "I pried it open."

"I see."

Oda nodded, accepted the fact calmly as always, and didn't think it was an act worth complaining about at all.

"I'm so hungry, let's go out to eat~" Dazai rubbed his stomach, and looked at us with shining eyes.

Since neither Oda nor I had breakfast, we agreed to Dazai's proposal.

When considering where to eat, Oda and I unanimously rejected the bar proposed by Dazai, and finally decided on a western restaurant that Oda frequented recently.

The owner of the western restaurant is a very warm and kind middle-aged uncle.

"Ah, it's Oda. Is this your friend?"

"Yeah." Oda nodded, took us to find an empty seat, and told us that the curry in this shop was delicious.

The boss narrowed his eyes when he heard his words, "That's right, every time Oda comes to my store, he orders curry, do you want to try it too?"

I looked at the menu in my hand and found that curry has several levels of spiciness, so I curiously asked which one Oda usually ordered.

Oda: "Usually very spicy."

"How spicy is it?"

Oda thought for a while: "That's right, the level that ordinary people can accept." After a pause, he emphasized: "It's delicious."

Out of trust in Oda, I also chose extra spicy curry. For some unknown reason, Dazai also chose extra spicy curry.

The last three servings were extra spicy.

On the white and clean porcelain plate, burnt yellow curry covered half of the place, and the other half was steaming hot rice. The whole western restaurant was filled with a strong aroma.

The three of us picked up the spoons and put the full curry rice into our mouths.

"hiss--"

When the curry is in the mouth, it is full of spiciness, and the tip of the tongue even feels tingling, but after getting used to it, you can taste the perfect combination of sweet, salty and spicy, which is exactly as delicious as Oda said.

In addition, I also like heavy flavors, so I adapted quickly.

On the contrary, Dazai's reaction was even stronger, and his eyes widened in an instant.

"It's so spicy, so spicy—"

His eye sockets were instantly red, tears were stimulated, and a pitiful blush appeared on the tip of his nose.

"...I can't feel the tongue at all."

"Pfft."

I couldn't help laughing, but I still kindly poured him a glass of ice water and put it by his hand.As a result, when I took a few bites and accidentally looked at him, I found that he hadn't drunk at all, and was looking down at the curry rice in front of him, silent and not knowing what he was thinking.

"I understand!"

Dazai spoke suddenly, clasped his hands together, and turned his head to look at Oda and me.

I:"?"

Oda: "?"

Dazai showed an expression of seeing through the truth, "There are indeed many suicide methods in this world that I haven't thought of. For example, if you eat ten dishes of this curry at one time, you will probably have a stomach perforation. In the end, as long as you continue to eat, you can enter hell."

"...Even if it's me, I can't eat ten dishes at once. Three dishes at most will be enough." Oda hesitated, pointing out the loopholes in this plan.

Dazai squeezed his chin, thought for a while, and replied, "As long as you increase the spiciness, you can reduce your food intake, right? For example, the dragon's breath pepper with a Scoville index of 248 million will cause anaphylactic shock just by eating it~ Just one plate of this kind is enough to die."

"Is there such a level of chili?"

Oda looked like he had learned something new: "It sounds scary."

"..."

I couldn't help but hold my forehead, hey, didn't you two notice that the smile on the boss's face was a little stiff? If you continue, Oda, will you really not be rejected by the boss next time?