Dazai's girlfriend Natsume

"Mr. Dazai?!"

Natsume Chiaya turned her head abruptly.Didn't Mr. Dazai escape from the port Mafia?

Osamu Dazai walked in very naturally, stood on the edge of the sofa, and curled the corner of his mouth at Alice: "I want to sit here, Alice." He didn't even give Alice a chance to answer,? bump.Alice showed a frightened and annoyed expression, but before she could say a word, she disappeared.

If it wasn't for the little girl's body temperature remaining on her palm, Natsume Chiaya would almost think that the Alice she saw was an illusion.She remembered that Mr. Dazai's disqualification in the human world was due to the invalidation of the supernatural power—that is,? Alice was the result of the supernatural power?Natsume Chiya sighed in her heart, sure enough,? She couldn't play with these guys at all.

Osamu Dazai unceremoniously occupied Alice's previous position, sat next to Natsume Chiaya, held her hand, and said in a coquettish complaining tone: "Chiya-chan is too much, and Mafia is not a good place to come to the port." Let me know in advance. Instead of talking nonsense with Mr. Mori here, why don't I show you around. I'm very familiar with this place~"

Natsume Chiaya guessed it was for Mori Ogai.Therefore, she didn't pull out her hand, and said, "Sorry, Mr. Dazai."

"Dazai-kun." Mori Ogai was a little bit astonished the moment he saw Dazai, but he quickly calmed down and said with a smile, "I haven't seen you for four years? Do you still have the windbreaker I gave you? [Note] 1]"

"You said that? Of course I burned it long ago." Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows, and smiled casually.

Mori Ogai regretted: "I thought I could invite Dazai-kun to come back and continue to be a cadre. Your position,? I have always reserved it for you."

"What an exciting invitation." Osamu Dazai said, "But I refuse."

Mori Ogai's smile remained unchanged, and he said: "It's okay, maybe Dazai-kun will be able to change his mind after staying in Mafia at the port for a few more days."

"Well, this proposal sounds good." Dazai Osamu said with a smile, "Then I'll be with Qianya-chan!"

As Osamu Dazai said, he put his head on Natsume Chiaya's shoulder affectionately, and his unkempt black hair rubbed against Natsume Chiaya's neck, tickling: "Qianya-chan, okay? Let's go together~"

Natsume Chiaya made a wrong breath and got too close.

She has never had such intimate contact with the opposite sex other than her brother.It was so close that she could smell the faint smell of alcohol on Dazai Osamu, but it was not pungent, but soft and clear, mixed with an indescribable coldness.And... Natsume Chiya frowned, the rusty smell of blood?Mr. Dazai is injured?

But it's inconvenient to ask these questions now, Natsume Chiaya tried her best to keep calm and not show her secrets in front of Mori Owai: "It's okay."

Mori Ogai glanced at Natsume Chiaya, thinking that using Dazai Osamu to trick Natsume Chiaya over would be the biggest gain, but he didn't expect that Dazai Osamu would send Natsume Chiaya to his door, which was undoubtedly a surprise.

His eyes fell on the hands and the almost intimate gesture of the two of them again.Was it for him to see?Not quite.When Osamu Dazai wanted to seduce people into pretending, he would not be so innocent.But if the two of them are related, why didn't Natsume Chiaya show any affection for Osamu Dazai in the conversation before?

——It can’t be Osamu Dazai’s unilateralism, right?

Thinking of this possibility, even Mori Ogai felt a little horrified, and there was also a little indescribable, subtle gloating.

Of course, no matter what the reason is, Dazai Osamu sent him to the door by himself, and it was impossible to let him go again—unless Natsume-sensei personally came to lead him.

Mori Ogai took a meaningful look at Osamu Dazai, and said, "Just right, I think there is a room suitable for Dazai-kun to recall the past."

"Miss Natsume, you have seen the intact Dazai-kun. Next, please rest assured to be a guest at the port of Mafia."

"..."

In a dark room, the thick tasseled curtains were drawn tightly, preventing any light from coming through.The door was not locked, and Mori Ogai knew that locking it would be useless to Osamu Dazai, so he only arranged a team of people from the port Mafia to guard the door.

Natsume Chiaya looked around the room.This place is obviously an office, and there are various things in a mess on the spacious desk.The soft sofa and big bed occupy a small half of the office, and the rest are filled with bookshelves and miscellaneous objects.

"here is……?"

Natsume Chiaya asked Dazai Osamu, but found that he had collapsed on the sofa, and lazily replied, "It was my former office."

Natsume Chiaya suddenly remembered what Mori Ogai had told her—the youngest cadre of Port Mafia, Osamu Dazai.

She was silent for a moment, and didn't want to ask anything about this topic, but Osamu Dazai asked her instead: "Is it hard for Chiya-chan to imagine that I used to be Mafia? When I asked Atsushi to guess my previous job, he guessed it." I haven't guessed it for a long time."

Natsume Chiaya sighed, and said: "Since Mr. Dazai took it as his previous job, I'm afraid there is nothing to say? There is no way, after all, the Mr. Dazai I know is Mr. Dazai from the Armed Detective Agency. Could it be Do you want me to be scared because Dazai-san used to be Mafia?"

"Hey~ Chiya-chan's answers are always so cunning, bad review." Osamu Dazai said.

Natsume Chiaya smiled, sat down on the sofa, and looked down at her shoulder bag.She turned on the phone first and found that there was no signal at all.No wonder the people at the Mafia port didn't take away her mobile phone. I'm afraid they didn't worry about her being able to send messages.She stuffed the phone back, revealing a corner of the friend account, which slipped from the shoulder bag to the ground.

Osamu Dazai turned over, bent down to pick it up, and saw the words on the cover clearly for the first time: "Book of Friends?"

"Yeah." Natsume Chiaya stretched out her hand and took it from Osamu Dazai: "It's a precious memory left by Grandma Reiko, which records the names of her friends, so it's called the Book of Friends."

Osamu Dazai could clearly hear that there was a mysterious and warm smile in Natsume Chiaya's voice that he didn't understand.

"But there is only one page." He confirmed it with the thin touch just now.

"Because my brother and I returned the names, and there is one left that has not been found."

"Go back? Why do you want to go back?"

"The name is the shortest curse. Besides," Natsume Chiya paused, and said, "They have been waiting for Grandma Reiko, and my brother and I always tell them that Grandma Reiko passed away."

Natsume Chiaya's fingertips brushed the account of friends lightly: "The feeling of waiting all this time should be very uncomfortable, right?"

"..."

There was an abrupt silence in the room for a long time before Natsume Chiya heard Dazai Osamu's soft answer: "Yes. Especially, knowing that he can't come back."

Thinking of those monsters, Natsume Chiya whispered, "Yes."

Most of the monsters are very simple, because of a small fate, ten years, 20 years, 50 years, never forget the agreement, and many even have no complaints.Just like that, keep, keep, keep waiting.

This is the only remaining monster in the account of friends, probably the same?That's why she called Grandma Reiko's name in her dreams.

Natsume Chiaya collected her thoughts, put the friend account back into her shoulder bag, finally found the bandage inside, and asked, "Mr. Dazai, are you injured?"

"Huh? Why do you ask that?" Osamu Dazai lay on the sofa, looking at Chiaya Natsume with his chin propped on his hands.

"Just now..." Natsume Chiya thought of her performance outside Mori Ou, coughed twice in embarrassment, and said vaguely: "Just now when Mr. Dazai approached... I smelled blood."

"Well, you're talking about this. You were beaten by a dark dwarf." Osamu Dazai said indifferently.

Natsume Qianling frowned suddenly: "Did they lynch you?"

Osamu Dazai blinked, and followed Natsume Chiaya's words: "That's right, that's right. The guy who did it is my former partner. He is fierce and violent, and has a bad temper. He will get angry casually, and when he gets angry, he will Hit someone. If Qian Lingchan meets him, don't talk to him."

"I understand." Natsume Chiaya asked again: "Do you need a bandage? Just right, I said to give Mr. Dazai the bandage, I bought a new one and put it in a shoulder bag." She gave the bandage in her hand to Osamu Dazai look.

Osamu Dazai suddenly thought of something, raised his eyebrows, and smiled a bit slyly: "Yes, Qian Ling-chan, you can help me bandage from here." He sat up, lifted the hair on the side of his ear, and directed: "Here, here , Yes, go around like this."

Natsume Chiaya hesitated and said, "But Mr. Dazai, this will cover your eyes."

"That's the way it is. And here, paste it too." Osamu Dazai pointed to his left cheek and said.

Didn't Mr. Sen say to let him remember the past?Then let Mr. Mori relive the past first—for fear that Mr. Mori will not be able to afford it.

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes, suddenly wanted to laugh.When Odasaku took off his bandages, he probably never imagined that one day, he would take the initiative to re-wrap these shackles, right?

Natsume Chiaya inexplicably felt that Osamu Dazai was thinking about something.She didn't delve into it, and seriously tied the bandage on Osamu Dazai, and asked, "Mr. Dazai, is this really all right?"

"fine."

Osamu Dazai stood up and opened the door. The two guarding the door were startled and raised their guns.One of them said cautiously: "Master Dazai, please don't embarrass us."

Standing by the door, Osamu Dazai commanded extremely skillfully, "I want a new set of clothes within 2 minutes."

"..." The two were silent for a while, and finally they still bowed their heads and replied, "Yes, Mr. Dazai, please wait a moment."

Natsume Chiaya heard their conversation clearly. Within 2 minutes, a brand new three-piece black suit and black windbreaker were delivered to Osamu Dazai.The efficiency is as high as that Osamu Dazai is still the cadre of Mafia at the port, and he doesn't know what kind of psychological shadow it has left on them before.

After Osamu Dazai got the things, he closed the door mercilessly, blocking the breath of relief of the two guards.

Then, Natsume Chiaya suddenly realized: "Dazai, Mr. Dazai...you, do you want to change clothes?"

"That's right," Osamu Dazai took off the sand-colored windbreaker he was wearing, threw it on the sofa casually, squinted his eyes, and asked Natsume Chiya with a smile, "Does Chiya-chan still want to see it?"

Natsume Chiaya immediately turned her head and stared at the wall.

"Puhahaha... Don't worry Chiya-chan, there is a changing room here." Dazai Osamu was amused by Natsume Chiaya's reaction, and when he had laughed enough, he opened a secret door and said.

However, even so, the rustling sound of clothes and fabrics still came from not far away, causing Natsume Qianling to cover her ears in embarrassment—a bit like there was no 300 taels of silver here.At this time, Natsume Chiaya felt a little troubled by her overly keen senses.

When Osamu Dazai came out, he saw the girl who seemed to want to shrink himself into a ball.He patted Natsume Chiaya's shoulder with a smile: "Hey~ Chiya-chan, I'll change it."

Natsume Chiaya turned her head and saw Osamu Dazai wearing a black suit and trousers, a neat tie, and a black windbreaker draped over his shoulders.Dazai Osamu's skin was very white, like the cold light of the moonlight shining through jade. At this moment, he was covered in black, and his whole body seemed to be immersed in the shadow, like a night that was too gloomy to dissolve.Even if the light in the room is dim, the strong contrast of extreme conflict makes it difficult to look away.

But... Natsume Chiaya pressed the position of her heart, feeling a little uncomfortable for no reason.Since she was a child, she has a strong ability to empathize.She couldn't explain why, but the Osamu Dazai in front of her made her feel too depressed, like falling into the deep sea, she kept falling, couldn't breathe, and couldn't ask for help.

Osamu Dazai fished out something from the pocket of the windbreaker, flipped it over a few times with his fingers nimbly, and the small thing was dismantled into fragments and thrown into the trash can.He muttered: "I know that bugs are like toys to me, but I still put them in. Mr. Mori is really old, eh, maybe it's dementia?"

Natsume Chiaya was suddenly startled: "Mr. Dazai, are there monitoring and bugging devices in this room?"

"No, it's just this one." Osamu Dazai nestled into the sofa and replied.

Natsume Chiaya felt relieved.She leaned on the back of the sofa, belatedly realizing that cold sweat had already soaked her back.

"I'm so tired..."

Natsume Chiaya breathed a sigh of relief, the nerves that had been tense since receiving the text message were finally relaxed, which made her feel tired.

"Tired? Here, you can sleep on the bed over there for a while. After I leave, this place should still be cleaned daily, and the quilts are all clean." Osamu Dazai pointed to the big bed not far away.

"..." Natsume Chiya suddenly recalled that there was almost no gap between Dazai Osamu and the sound of cloth rubbing, she pressed her forehead and said with difficulty: "No, no need. I'll just rest on the sofa for a while. "

"Is Qianya-chan shy?"

Natsume Chiaya didn't answer, she always felt that it was inappropriate to say anything.

Osamu Dazai laughed again, laughing so hard that Natsume Chiya felt her ear tips were burning.She could only change the subject bluntly: "Speaking of which, didn't Mr. Dazai escape? Why did you come back?"

"I can't help it. Who told Chiya-chan to come to the port Mafia? If I leave Chiya-chan in the port Mafia, my crab meat tempura can't be honored~"

Natsume Chiaya couldn't help but laugh: "Mr. Dazai is still in the mood to think about this at a time like this?"

"Of course! Food is not to be missed." Osamu Dazai laughed.

Natsume Chiaya pursed her lips, lowered her voice, and said, "Mr. Dazai, listen to me."

"Ok?"

"Before I came to the port of Mafia, I left a letter to the president. If you still have a way to escape, leave as soon as possible. If you can't escape, I will send you to the place written in the letter, and the detective agency will come to pick you up .”

In the dim room, the girl's face was covered with light shadows, but her amber eyes were still bright.

Osamu Dazai stared at her and asked, "Qianya-chan came to Mafia port to save me?"

"I received a text message about Mr. Dazai's life, how can I turn a blind eye?" Natsume Chiya suddenly laughed, and sighed a little: "I never thought that I would be able to deceive that Mr. Mori."

Osamu Dazai chewed on the word: "Cheat?"

Natsume Chiaya explained: "I met Mr. Mori in the supermarket before. Maybe because of my surname, he mistakenly thought that I had something to do with Mr. Natsume Soseki. I simply admitted it, and in exchange, I asked Mr. Mori for Dun The source of Jun’s reward and Jinghuajiang’s exemption——Jinghuajiang is a little girl adopted by the port Mafia.”

Osamu Dazai suddenly hoped that Natsume Chiaya really had nothing to do with Natsume Soseki.In this way, Mr. Mori's expression is definitely interesting enough!

"Actually, I'm also here for the source of Dun-kun's reward." Osamu Dazai smiled and said, "It seems that Qian Ling and I have a good understanding~"

Natsume Chiya smiled wryly: "It would be great if we really have a good heart, then Mr. Dazai won't have to come back."

"Qianya-chan doesn't want me to come back?"

"I came here to send Mr. Dazai away. If Mr. Dazai came back, wouldn't all previous efforts be wasted? Besides, Mr. Dazai used to be a Mafia cadre. If he was caught, maybe..." Natsume Chiaya thought of Mori Ogai's words, I also thought of the "unless" he didn't finish, so I didn't continue.

She returned to the previous topic again: "Don't worry, Mr. Dazai, I didn't use supernatural powers to send you out, so you won't be eliminated by human disqualification. When Mr. Dazai returns to the detective agency, please be sure to tell the president again and let Natsume Soseki Be careful sir."

"Chienya-chan doesn't have to worry about Natsume-sensei. Mr. Mori and the president are both his students. Moreover, Natsume-sensei is not weak, and Mr. Mori will not take action against Natsume-sensei." Dazai Osamu asked: "But Chiya-chan himself What? Won't you leave?"

"This ability of mine can only be used on other people. But it doesn't matter, I won't die." Natsume Chiya said.

Dazai laughed again.The smile this time is not like before, with a bit of mockery and coldness towards someone: "Qianling-chan still thinks the port Mafia is too simple."

"I will not be executed. I am holding them accountable. As long as I die, the secrets of the port Mafia will be exposed. They will not execute me. Moreover, Mr. Sen wants to get more benefits from me, he Why are you willing to let me die like this?"

"But you are different, Chiya-chan. If you have nothing to do with Natsume-sensei, you will lose value to Mr. Mori. Before that, Mr. Mori will not let you go because of your deception. Port Mafia's punishment method is very cruel. Compared with the pain, death is the least worth mentioning. "

"So..."

"Chi, Aya, Sauce."

He bit her name lightly between his lips and teeth, as if out of curiosity: "Do you regret coming to save me?"

Natsume Chiya smiled: "How could you regret something like saving someone? What's more..."

She seemed to understand a little bit, her brother's mood at that time.

My elder brother was once kidnapped by the monkey-faced monsters of the Eastern Forest. Those monsters wanted him to hand over the account of friends in order to rescue the leader of the Eastern Forest, Liuhua, who fell into a deep sleep after being sealed away by the demon exorcist Changyimen.Fortunately, Teacher Mao arrived in time, but the two of them inadvertently broke into the mansion in Dongfangzhisen and were imprisoned.

Later, she took Bing and Sanxiao to rescue her brother.

After returning, she asked her brother if he was afraid.The elder brother smiled and said, "Even if you are afraid, when Mr. Chang's knife is aimed at Mr. Cat, you must protect it."

Teacher Cat patted the floor and said angrily, "Who wants you to protect? Natsume, you idiot! You are so scared to death, but you still hold me in your arms. If you weren't in the way, I would have bitten off the scene a long time ago." Shizuka's neck is broken!"

Now it was her turn to make that choice.

In fact, she was also afraid.

She is afraid that the clumsy lies will be seen through by Mori Ogai, and Mori Ogai will not agree to her conditions, and she is afraid that something will happen to Mr. Dazai at the port of Mafia.

However, when Port Mafia's guns are aimed at those around her, she must of course protect them.

Fortunately she did.From now on, as long as Mr. Dazai is sent out again, there will be no problem.

As for herself... she will not die.This is enough, and the pain is not something she can't bear.

Osamu Dazai didn't wait for Chiaya Natsume's words after "What's more?" He simply moved to Natsume Chiaya and asked, "What's more?"

"What's more, my brother and Teacher Mao have been arrested before." Natsume Qianling hid the inside story and said half-jokingly: "Perhaps this is the tacit understanding between brothers and sisters."

"Oh~"

Osamu Dazai draws out his voice slowly: "So——"

"Qianya-chan regards me as your cat?"

"...Huh?" Natsume Chiaya was taken aback by Dazai Osamu's "equivalent substitution", and forgot to refute for a while.

He leaned in front of her, and the surroundings seemed to be occupied by that soft and clear breath mixed with a faint smell of alcohol.The iris eyes are close at hand, the right eye is covered by a bandage.Natsume Chiaya could see her own shadow in the other eye, as if she was wrapped in the iris-colored deep sea, almost drowning in it.

However, his voice is extraordinarily soft, every syllable is sticky with strands of honey, so intimate that it seems like the intimate whispers between lovers.

"Qianya sauce, don't you want me to be your cat?"

It's too close... The breath seems to be entangled, and the hot air brushes over the cheeks, and the temperature gradually rises.I don't know if it's Natsume Chiaya's illusion, something that seems to have been suppressed by Dazai Osamu for a long time, accompanied by the black suit and windbreaker that he put on again, flowing out silently - a kind of inexplicable aggressiveness.

"Qian Lingchan usually looks at me like a cat, am I right?" He asked with a smile.