Dazai's girlfriend Natsume

Compared with the light body when she came, when she returned, Natsume Chiaya was carrying a lot of bags in her hand.Fortunately, she has a lot of strength, and there is no pressure to pick it up.

Natsume Chiaya was sitting on the tram, still thinking about "Izanami" that Edogawa Ranpo said.

As the mother god of creation in mythology, Izanami was burnt when she gave birth to Kagutu, the fire god, and fell into the underworld after death, becoming the goddess of filth in the underworld. [note 1]

What kind of person would summon Izanami? What is the purpose of ta?

"Qianling?" Edogawa Ranpo waved his hand in front of Natsume Qianling's eyes, and said dissatisfiedly, "What are you thinking? I have called you several times. Ranpo-sama wants to eat delicious sticks."

"Sorry, Mr. Ranpo, I was thinking about the case just now."

Natsume Chiya suddenly realized that maybe it was because of her own special experience, she had seen gods before, or maybe it was because this world was so strange, when she heard Edogawa Ranpo, her first reaction was not that Tomoo Otori was there. Wishful thinking, but acquiescing to the existence of Izanami.

While answering Edogawa Ranpo, she took out a thick snack from the bag and handed it to him.

"Don't think so much." Edogawa Ranpo said indifferently: "The rest is something that the Supernatural Secret Service Division has to worry about. Those idiots, without Ranpo-sama, probably don't even know where to start."

Natsume Chiaya smiled and coaxed the childish detective: "Yes, Mr. Ranpo is super powerful. By the way, I met Ms. Mori and her friends before, and they wanted Mr. Ranpo's autograph. I wonder if it is possible?"

"For your sake, it's not impossible." Edogawa Ranpo said, "But, the tempura you promised before?"

"I'll do it when I get back. What would Mr. Ranpo want to eat?"

"Fried shrimp tempura is fine." Ranpo Edogawa finished his selection, and stretched out his hand: "Where's the pen and paper for signing?"

"It's urgent, I haven't had time to prepare—" Natsume Qianling paused.Damn, let alone pen and paper, because I rushed to pick up Edogawa Ranpo to the scene, and then went straight back to Yokohama, and didn't even buy a souvenir from Osamu Dazai.

Natsume Chiaya was very annoyed: "What should I do? I forgot Mr. Dazai's souvenir."

Edogawa Ranpo said indifferently: "He won't care about such things."

"This is not good." Natsume Chiaya shook her head: "I will confess to Mr. Dazai when I get back, and I will find a chance to make it up later."

Edogawa Ranpo didn't quite understand: "Why?" With Osamu Dazai's character, I'm afraid he didn't have much expectations for souvenirs and the like.What's more, it is not Natsume Chiaya's obligation to buy souvenirs for everyone in the Armed Detective Agency.

Natsume Chiaya smiled slightly, and replied calmly: "Because, when others have it, but you don't, it's a very uncomfortable feeling. And I don't want other people to feel this way."

"Qianya's personal experience?" Edogawa Ranpo was keenly aware of something.

"……Um."

When she was tossed among relatives before, Natsume Chiaya deeply experienced that kind of loss.Even if I told myself rationally that the adults who adopted them had no such obligation, I still couldn't help being envious emotionally.If her father and mother were still there, she would probably have a small but delicate cake on her birthday and receive blessings from her father and mother.

However, Natsume Chiaya thought, she was lucky.

Because there is an older brother.

Their mother passed away shortly after their birth, and the first birthday gift she received after her father passed away was a doll made by her brother himself.In fact, it was just a splicing of small parts such as cloth pieces and buttons, but the doll accompanied her every night.

Later, I met Aunt Tazi and Uncle Zi again, and never missed any commemorative days.

Since then, the vacancy in childhood has been filled by these gentle people without gaps.

My brother said that because he met a gentle person, he also wanted to be gentle.In this mood, she and her brother are the same.

"Welcome back!"

"It's been hard work on the road."

"Have you encountered anything interesting?"

"Wow, did Natsume-san still buy presents?"

"..."

"Well, thanks to everyone's care for the past week or so, I wanted to prepare something." Chiya Natsume distributed the things to everyone, even Atsushi Nakajima, who had just joined the company.

Atsushi Nakajima held the accompanying gift and said in surprise, "Thank you, Miss Natsume!"

The white-haired boy who was wearing a blue singlet before was now wearing a white shirt, overalls, and fingerless gloves. His belt hung down like a tiger's tail.

Natsume Chiya smiled at him: "It seems that Dun-kun has adapted well."

"Yes, yes! Because everyone takes good care of me." Atsushi Nakajima said in embarrassment. He was offered a reward of 70 billion, and not long after he entered the armed detective agency, people from the port Mafia came to attack the armed detective agency.Fortunately, Natsume Qianling was not there at the time, otherwise he would not have dared to imagine that such a quiet Miss Natsume would be scared, right?

——If Edogawa Ranpo knew what Atsushi Nakajima was thinking, he would definitely tell him that not only was Natsume Chiaya not afraid, but she could punch one.

Kunikida Doppo took the gift, glanced around, and said, "Okay, go back to work quickly, don't waste time."

The attack on the Mafia port two days ago, although the Armed Detective Agency was not afraid at all, it made the Armed Detective Agency's not-so-well-off financial situation even worse.In addition, Edogawa Ranpo personally asked him to reimburse half of the public expenses for these souvenirs, and Kunikida Doppo felt a pain in his heart just by doing the calculations—whatever he thought, it was the port Mafia's fault!

After distributing the gifts, Natsume Chiaya didn't see Osamu Dazai, so she asked, "Mr. Kunikida, why didn't you see Mr. Dazai?"

Reminded by Natsume Chiaya, Kunikida Doppo realized that Osamu Dazai had been gone for some time, and a vein popped out on his forehead: "Where is Dazai? Has anyone seen him?"

Miyazawa Kenji recalled: "Just now I seem to see Mr. Dazai going out and said he wants to drink coffee."

"Did he go to the coffee shop downstairs to be lazy again? What a trouble maker!" Kunikida Doppo angrily went downstairs.

Edogawa Ranpo glanced at the client's sofa in the corner, and decided that it would be better not to expose Osamu Dazai.Otherwise, who knows if one day he will be tricked by Dazai inadvertently?

The sofa where the client sits is recognized as the softest position in the Armed Detective Agency - it is also the place where Osamu Dazai often fishes and is lazy.

Hearing the sound of Kunikida Doppo's footsteps going downstairs, Dazai yawned lazily, turned over and curled up on the sofa, not taking part in the excitement over there.

Suddenly, a shadow was cast in front of him.

Osamu Dazai opened his eyes and saw Chiaya Natsume sticking her head out from behind the sofa, and said with a smile, "So you are here, Mr. Dazai."

She folded her hands and leaned on the back of the sofa.As if she was afraid of revealing his position, she deliberately lowered her voice, and her clear voice was suddenly tinged with an inexplicable hoarseness.

"First of all, I would like to thank Mr. Dazai. I am really grateful for the mobile phone."

"Secondly, I have to apologize. I'm sorry, Mr. Dazai. Due to some accidents, I forgot your present, and I will make it up later. I will treat you to crab meat dishes first, which is not only fulfilling the previous promise, but also apologizing ,May I?"

"Eh~? How could Qianya-chan do this?"

When Osamu Dazai spoke, he seemed to completely forget that it was he himself who had said before, "I'm still looking forward to the crab meat dish Chiya-chan promised to invite me to eat."He looked at Natsume Qianling's face close at hand, and smiled a bit slyly: "Qianling-chan wants to make it up to me!"

For some reason, Natsume Chiya looked at his smile, as if she saw a big cat trying to ask for welfare, which made her want to reach out and touch Dazai Osamu's soft and shaggy black hair.

Both she and her brother love cats.Even though Natsume Takashi hardly said anything, Natsume Chiya knew that Natsume Takashi had always thought Mr. Cat was cute.Once, Mr. Cat turned into three little cats because of his gluttony. My brother was so cute at that time.

Osamu Dazai didn't know what Natsume Chiaya was thinking.He only felt that the way Natsume Chiaya looked at him was a little strange, which caused her tone to become more gentle: "Okay. What compensation does Mr. Dazai want?"

Osamu Dazai blinked, and actually thought about it: "Hmm..."

His eyes lit up: "That's right! How about asking Qian Lingchan to die in love with me?"

Natsume Chiaya was taken aback by this sudden "invitation".

Osamu Dazai seemed to think that he had come up with a brilliant idea. He sat up and approached Natsume Chiaya, his kite-colored eyes gleaming: "That's right, I'm going to die anyway, so it's better to find someone to die for love, isn't it?" The sound of the gurgling stream, however, has a lingering and affectionate meaning, as attractive as thick honey.

He was too close, Natsume Chiaya subconsciously leaned back, opened the distance, and said, "Mr. Dazai, you should ask me something that I can agree to."

"Okay," Osamu Dazai leaned on the back of the sofa, curled his lips and said, "Then owe it first, and I'll ask Chiya-chan for it later."

"Okay." Natsume Qianling agreed: "When does Mr. Dazai, the crab meat dish, want?"

"Just tonight." Osamu Dazai stretched his waist and replied lazily.

"Then I'll go buy crabs after get off work."

After making an appointment with Dazai Osamu, Natsume Chiaya returned to her desk to deal with the documents piled up on her side.

Tanizaki Naomi asked curiously, "Where did Miss Natsume go just now?"

Before Natsume Chiaya could figure out how to help Osamu Dazai cover up his laziness while hiding there, Kunikida Doppo roared, "Dazai, you bastard! You actually used Kenji-kun to trick me into going downstairs!"

Immediately afterwards, there was a "cracking" sound.

Natsume Chiaya: "..."

Natsume Chiaya shook her head helplessly.

On the first day after returning from Mihua Town, the work assigned to Natsume Chiaya is not too much, and it will be completed soon.After completing her task, Natsume Chiaya greeted Kunikida Doppo, then left the Armed Detective Agency and went to the supermarket to buy crabs and other ingredients.

"Crab meat sashimi, crab meat rice bowl, crab pot..."

"Well, that's about it."

"Huh? And curry?"

Natsume Chiya was counting the crab meat dishes she was going to make tonight, and found that there was still curry in the refrigerator from the restaurant when she had dinner with Mori Lan and Suzuki Sonoko last time.After thinking about it, she decided to make curry rice with the ingredients of crab meat rice.

"It smells good."

Dazai Osamu didn't know when he came in, he leaned against the kitchen door, and asked eagerly, "Qianling sauce, when can we have dinner?"

"It will be ready soon, and there is also a rice bowl with crab meat." Natsume Qianling brought the crab pot to the table: "If Mr. Dazai doesn't mind, you can eat it first."

Osamu Dazai started without any hesitation.To be honest, regardless of the many puzzles about Natsume Chiaya, Dazai Osamu feels that he must come here more often for dinner just because of his cooking skills.

——Until he saw Natsume Chiaya put the crab meat rice bowl in front of him, and then brought a plate of curry rice bowl by himself.

"I went to a curry shop in Mihua Town, and the curry was sent by the shop."

Seeing Osamu Dazai staring at her curry rice bowl, Natsume Chiaya thought he wanted to eat it too, so she explained: "It's a bit spicy, Mr. Dazai, do you want to try it?"

Osamu Dazai came back to his senses and said, "Okay."

The plump rice is topped with brightly colored curry, which whets the appetite.Because it was just out of the pot, it was still steaming hot, rising and circling, blurring the iris in the young man's eyes.