Dazai's girlfriend Natsume

Seeing that Natsume Chiya and Dazai Osamu came back safely, everyone in the Armed Detective Agency breathed a sigh of relief.

Especially Atsushi Nakajima, who watched Chiaya Natsume, Koyo Ozaki, and Ryunosuke Akutagawa leave with his own eyes, rushed over directly: "Miss Natsume, Mr. Dazai! Are you all right!"

Osamu Dazai avoided Atsushi Nakajima's "tiger hug" deftly: "Atsu-kun,? Calm down,? I don't like hugging men."

Yosano Akiko said expressionlessly, "I almost thought I was going to dissect you, Qian Ling."

Natsume Chiya smiled embarrassedly at Akiko Yosano: "I'm sorry, Dr. Yosano, I made you worry."

Natsume Chiaya smiled like this, and the anger with Yosano Akiko dissipated.She had no choice but to stare at Osamu Dazai fiercely: "Look at what you caused!"

Haruno Qi Luozi sighed: "Miss Natsume, you are too courageous. That is the port of Mafia. You just go in like this. Fortunately, nothing happened. By the way,? You asked me to forward the letter to the president,? Atsushi came back After reporting the letter, I handed it over to Mr. Ranpo."

Natsume Chiaya: "It's fine. Thank you, Miss Haruno."

"Miss Natsume must remember to tell us if you encounter such a thing in the future." Tanizaki Naomi said with concern: "Everyone is very worried about you and Mr. Dazai."

Tanizaki Junichiro echoed: "Yes. I thought Mr. Dazai was just disappearing regularly,? I didn't expect that he was captured by Mafia at the port. It really surprised everyone. And the company was very busy at that time. Fortunately, there was a long, otherwise I don’t know what to do.”

Natsume Chiaya hesitated, "President?"

"The president said, don't think too much, just come back. Miss Natsume, don't put yourself in danger like this again. You don't need to worry about Dazai's vitality at all." Kunikida Doppo briefly expressed "concern "After that, he said in a business-like manner: "Dazai,? Remember to write a report on your experience this time. Miss Natsume,? You also submit a copy."

Natsume Chiaya responded, "Understood, Mr. Kunikida."

Osamu Dazai turned his head to look at Atsushi Nakajima: "Atsushi,? It's time to test whether you really care about me—help me write the report."

Atsushi Nakajima: "..." Although he wanted to agree,? But Mr. Dazai, please, please take a look at Mr. Kunikida's expression.

"Qian Ling and Dazai are both big idiots!" Edogawa Ranpo scolded unceremoniously: "Don't tell Ranpo-sama such a big matter, Ranpo-sama won't talk to you these few days."

Natsume Chiya coaxed: "I'm sorry, Mr. Ranpo, I will tell you next time."

"That's about the same. If there is another time, Master Ranbu won't help you find your way home."

"..."

After greeting everyone in the Armed Detective Agency, Natsume Chiaya bent down and touched the head of Izumi Kyoka who was standing silently aside: "Kyoka-chan, you don't have to worry about the port Mafia from now on."

"Thank you." Quan Jinghua paused and said, "Also, I'm sorry."

Natsume Qianling smiled: "You didn't do anything to apologize to me, why did you apologize?"

Izumi Kyoka glanced at Osamu Dazai quickly, bit her lip, and said, "It's me..." who brought Mr. Osamu Dazai into the port of Mafia.

"By the way, Kunikida-kun," she had just begun when Osamu Dazai suddenly asked Kunikida Doppo loudly, "Since the port Mafia is no longer pursuing, should Kyoka-chan join the detective agency?"

Kunikida Doppo pushed his glasses and said, "Her criminal record is there after all, and we need to observe it for a while."

This is what it means to have a chance.Natsume Chiaya said pleasantly: "That's great! Thank you, Mr. Kunikida, for causing you trouble."

Kunikida Doppo: "You don't have to thank me, the president agreed. But the detective agency has recently recruited new people one after another, and the staff dormitory arrangement is tight. If Miss Natsume doesn't mind, she can live with you."

"Of course I don't mind." Natsume Qianling lowered her head and reached out to Izumi Jinghua: "Kyoka-chan, would you like to live with me?"

Izumi Kyouka glanced at Osamu Dazai hesitantly, only to see him yawning lazily: "Kunikida-kun, for the report or something, let me sleep first and then write it~"

"When will you be able to learn the work attitude from Ms. Natsume!" Kunikida Doppo yelled, "Forget it, then you should at least go with me to the president's office and make a report."

Osamu Dazai: "Hi~"

Izumi Jinghua lowered her eyes, curled her mouth, reached out and gently held Natsume Chiaya's fingertips: "I am willing. Thank you, Miss Natsume."

Also... thank you, Dazai-san.

Natsume Chiya rubbed the little girl's head again: "Then, please teach me more in the future, Kyoka-chan."

"Ah."

"..."

Natsume Chiaya wrote this experience into a report before leaving get off work, and handed it to Kunikida Doppo.In contrast, after Osamu Dazai came out of the president's office, he lay down on the table and continued to sleep.

However, when it was time to get off work, Osamu Dazai opened his eyes on time.While stretching, he asked Natsume Chiaya: "Qianya sauce, let's go buy crab meat tonight. I haven't eaten the crab meat tempura that I promised last time~"

"Tomorrow, Mr. Dazai? I want to make fried tofu for Kyoka-chan tonight, as a celebration of Kyoka-chan joining the detective agency." Natsume Chiaya smiled apologetically at Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai's lazy waist stopped halfway, he turned his head to stare at Natsume Chiaya, and found that what she said was actually true!On the first meal back from the port of Mafia, Natsume Chiaya didn't make crab meat tempura for him, but instead went to make fried tofu for Izumi Kyoka?

"Wow, Qian Ling-chan is so cruel!" Osamu Dazai covered his heart, pretending to be hurt: "Qian Ling-chan only sees the newcomers laughing, but not the old ones crying!"

Natsume Chiaya: "..."

Natsume Chiaya calmly said: "If Mr. Dazai insists on coming over to eat crab meat tempura tonight, it's not impossible. But I may have a few questions for Mr. Dazai."

Osamu Dazai could roughly guess what Chiaya Natsume wanted to ask.He weighed it. Sooner or later, he will have to explain it. It is better to say it now than later.Therefore, he readily agreed: "No problem, Qian Ling-chan."

Natsume Chiaya was a little surprised by Dazai Osamu's promise.She thought Dazai Osamu would be guilty.

But since Osamu Dazai did not refuse, she took advantage of the situation and said, "Then, Mr. Dazai, I will buy crab meat tonight."

After the words fell, Natsume Chiling asked Atsushi Nakajima again: "Atsushi, I would like to thank you for reporting to the detective agency in time this time, so Mr. Dazai and I can come back so soon. Do you want to have a meal tonight? What do you want to eat?"

Atsushi Nakajima's eyes suddenly became hot.Of course he knew that Natsume Chiaya didn't need to thank him at all, whether it was the president, Mr. Dazai, or Miss Natsume, all of them played a greater role than him.In particular, Miss Natsume and Mr. Dazai both took the initiative to enter the port Mafia for the source of his bounty.He should have thanked Miss Natsume in turn, but Miss Natsume still thanked him.

Natsume Chiya raised her hand and patted Atsushi Nakajima's head: "Atsushi, don't think so much. The port Mafia is here for me and has nothing to do with you."

Atsushi Nakajima wiped the wetness from the corners of his eyes in a panic, and nodded vigorously: "Yes! For dinner, if possible, ochazuke would be fine."

"Okay." Natsume Qianling picked up the shoulder bag with one hand, and held Izumi Kyoka with the other: "Then I will go shopping with Kyoka-chan first. See you tonight, Mr. Dazai, Atsu-kun."

Osamu Dazai pushed his report in front of Atsushi Nakajima, and said with a smile: "Atsushi-kun, remember to help me finish it,"

Without waiting for Atsushi Nakajima to speak, he took advantage of Kunikida Doppo's lack of time to pay attention, followed Natsume Chiaya, and said happily, "Chiya-chan, my mission is complete, let's go together~"

Atsushi Nakajima was dumbfounded.

Mr. Kunikida roared from behind: "Boy, where is that bastard Dazai? Did you let him go?"

Atsushi Nakajima turned his head stiffly, and saw Kunikida Doppo standing behind him, staring at the blank report in his hand.Atsushi Nakajima was silent for a moment, and said with difficulty: "Maybe... I can explain?"

Natsume Chiaya and Izumi Kyoka made dinner together.

Originally, Natsume Chiaya just wanted Izumi Kyoka to help, so that the little girl would not sit aside and have nothing to talk about with Osamu Dazai, and might feel uneasy.Unexpectedly, Quan Jinghua is very reliable and proficient in doing things, and her knife skills are even more superb.Even if there are some things I don't know, after she teaches, I can get started quickly.

"Kyoka-chan did a great job. I learned to cook when I was your age, and I'm not as good as you." Natsume Qianling said without stinging her praise.

Quan Jinghua seemed a little embarrassed by the compliment, lowered her long eyelashes, and whispered, "It's nothing."

Atsushi Nakajima stood up to help serve the dishes, and by the way he complained to Osamu Dazai: "Mr. Dazai, you should write your report yourself. Mr. Kunikida scolded me today." Kunikida Doppo is busy, I'm afraid Kunikida Doppo's reprimand will never stop.

"Dun Jun, it is said that those who can do more work." Dazai Zhizhi said confidently.

Natsume Chiya: "It's okay, Don-kun, you don't have to worry about Mr. Dazai's statement, he will get involved."

"Hiss," Osamu Dazai gasped, "Why did Chiya-chan suddenly speak so rudely? If it was changed before, she would have said it very gently," he cleared his throat, and began to imitate: "Mr. Dazai, or Please complete the task yourself."

Natsume Chiaya: "..."

Natsume Chiaya was quite annoyed and said, "Mr. Dazai, do you think you look alike?"

Osamu Dazai: "Hey~"

Nakajima Atsushi said, as expected of Mr. Dazai, even Ms. Natsume can be angry.But... that's great, it seems that they didn't encounter any bad things in port Mafia.

Thinking of this, Atsushi Nakajima turned his head and saw Izumi Kyoka eating fried tofu quietly.Seemingly aware of his gaze, Quan Jinghua picked up a piece of fried tofu and said, "It's delicious."

"Yeah!" Nakajima Atsushi's purple-gold eyes showed a smile: "Thank you, Jinghuajiang."

He seems to understand Mr. Kunikida's words.

His boat can only carry him alone, so Mr. Kunikida asked him not to make unnecessary sympathy.However, Mr. Dazai saved him, Miss Natsume saved Kyoka-chan—

At least, because of these gentle people, he still can't refuse to save him.Then, just work hard to make your boat bigger and be able to carry more people.In this way, he no longer has to watch the people around him go into danger, but he can only rush back to the detective agency for help.

After dinner, Natsume Chiya helped Izumi Kyoka spread the tatami, and asked, "Can Kyoka-chan sleep alone at night? Do you want me to accompany you?"

"It's okay." Quan Jinghua said, "I'm used to it."

Natsume Chiaya tucked in the quilt corners for Izumi Kyoka, and even the rabbit doll placed beside the pillow with Izumi Kyoka was covered with a warm quilt.She said softly, "Then, Jinghuajiang, good night."

Quan Jinghua: "Good night."

Natsume Chiling gently closed the compartment, Nakajima Atsushi had already gone back, only Dazai Osamu was still leaning against the door and waiting for what she said earlier, "I have a few questions I want to ask".

"Kyoka-chan is asleep. Go out and talk, Mr. Dazai." Natsume Chiaya subconsciously lowered her voice and said.

"Okay." Osamu Dazai replied.

The autumn night is already stained with chill, which makes people feel that the coolness has soaked into the bone marrow.The stars are bright and starry tonight, not at all overwhelmed by the neon lights of the city.

"What does Qianya-chan want to ask?" Osamu Dazai took the initiative to speak first.

"I fell asleep suddenly at that time, Mr. Dazai did it, right?" Natsume Chiaya asked a question, but her tone was completely affirmative.

Sure enough, Osamu Dazai nodded: "Yeah."

"So, is it convenient for Mr. Dazai to tell me, what did you do when I fell asleep?" Natsume Chiaya added: "Sorry, I don't doubt Mr. Dazai. I just..."

"Just can't figure it out?" Dazai Osamu helped her to finish the rest of the sentence.

"Well. Mr. Mori's attitude was still very firm before, and Mr. Dazai and I were bound to stay at the port of Mafia. But why did it suddenly change?" Natsume Chiaya slowly raised her confusion: "I saw There is a message from Mr. Dazai to the president, but can the president do this?"

If possible, I am afraid that Mori Ogai would not be so confident.

Therefore, Natsume Chiaya quietly asked: "Is there someone else involved? Is...Mr. Natsume Soseki?" Apart from this, she couldn't think of other possibilities.Didn't Osamu Dazai say that?Natsume Soseki is the teacher of Mori Ogai and Fukuzawa Yukichi.

"Chiya-chan is really sharp." Dazai Osamu sighed.He knew that Natsume Chiaya was not dull.On the contrary, her thinking ability is very good.She just rarely experienced these calculations, but once she was exposed to them slowly, she would react quickly.

No denial.

——It is equivalent to this.

But why not let her know?Mr. Natsume Soseki really has something to do with her?If before, she could firmly believe that it was all a coincidence, but since Grandma Reiko has been to Yokohama, this possibility is not impossible.

Natsume Chiaya's hand unconsciously caressed the account of friends in the shoulder bag.

The names of the monsters in the account of friends are all written by the monsters themselves, and they also use the characters of the monsters.For those who don't understand, it's like a ghost painting.

She and her elder brother also couldn't understand normally, only when returning the name, it seemed that there was a voice in the dark telling them the name of the monster.

Therefore, Natsume Chiaya is still unable to learn the name of the monster from the account of friends.

Grandma Reiko, she really left her with a big/troublesome situation.Natsume Chiaya thought with a wry smile.

Osamu Dazai said briskly: "Don't think too much, Chiya-chan." His words had a lot of meaning: "In the future, you will know everything."

He did have some guesses, but they haven't been confirmed yet, so it's inconvenient to tell Natsume Chiaya.

"Maybe. I just..." Wanted too much to know what was going on, wanted to know how to get home.

"Forget it," Natsume Chiaya shook her head, without being too entangled: "Since Mr. Dazai is inconvenient for you to speak directly, forget it. Maybe Mr. Natsume Soseki has his thoughts."

After a pause, Natsume Chiya looked at Osamu Dazai and said, "But Mr. Dazai changed my remarks without permission, which is not very good."

Osamu Dazai laughed, and said with an innocent face: "Hey~? Where is it? I didn't move! Chiya-chan can't just wrong people."

"Where isn't it? That'quilt'..." Natsume Chiya's momentum suddenly weakened as she spoke.Forgive her, she really can't say the remark name that Osamu Dazai changed.

Osamu Dazai leaned on the railing with both hands, tilted his head to look at Chiaya Natsume: "Backed?"

"You know it in your heart." Natsume Qianling said with a straight face.

"Isn't that the truth?" Dazai Zhizhi said confidently.

"But that's not what I want to talk about." Natsume Chiaya raised her eyes, her eyes were serious: "Mr. Dazai, it's urgent, I can understand that you use my mobile phone to send messages to the president. But I can't understand that you modify my The name of the note. This involves my privacy, can you be a little more serious?"

"I think, maybe because of Mr. Dazai's previous occupation, Mr. Dazai doesn't pay much attention to this kind of thing."

Natsume Chiya didn't notice Osamu Dazai's subtle unnatural expression, and continued: "But to me, this matter is more important. So, can I ask Mr. Dazai not to do this in the future?"

Osamu Dazai touched the tip of his nose, concealed himself well, and said, "I see, Chiya-chan."

He changed the subject, pretending to be dissatisfied and said, "What do you mean by Qian Ling-chan's words? Could it be that Qian Ling-chan has prejudice against me because I used to be Mafia?"

——Anyway, Natsume Chiaya will ask Mafia's question sooner or later, so it's better for him to ask it himself.

Natsume Chiaya couldn't help laughing: "I can't see that Mr. Dazai is like Mafia. Moreover, even in Mafia, there are people like Kyoka-chan. What can I blame her for?"

"But I voluntarily entered the port Mafia?"

"And now? Or Mafia?"

"Ok?"

Natsume Chiya stared into Osamu Dazai's eyes, and said seriously: "Mr. Dazai, is he still Mafia? No longer. Past experiences cannot determine the future. I have always believed in this."

She suddenly smiled, and there was a mysterious smile in her soft voice that Osamu Dazai couldn't understand: "Borrow a sentence I saw before." The Mr. Dazai I know is...well, smart And cute, even if he used to be Mafia, he is still a good child like a god.'[Note 1]”

Osamu Dazai rubbed the tips of his ears, turned his head away, and muttered, "Why is Chiya-chan suddenly so nasty when speaking! And what is cute as an adjective? Shouldn't it be handsome?"

Natsume Chiaya smiled with eyebrows and eyes crooked.

Osamu Dazai was dissatisfied: "What are you laughing at?"

"I..." Natsume Chiya opened her mouth, wanting to answer Osamu Dazai's question, but burst out laughing again. After a while, she finally recovered and said, "It's a secret, Mr. Dazai."

Osamu Dazai gradually discovered that Natsume Chiaya always seemed to have this unknown "secret".He snorted softly, and asked again: "Not now, but what if Qian Ling meets me in Mafia? What are you going to do?"

Natsume Chiaya joked with Osamu Dazai: "Of course it is to call the police."

"Wow, how could Qian Ling-chan do this?" Dazai Osamu exclaimed, "I don't spare any affection!"

"I can't help it. I'm just an ordinary girl. If I don't call the police when I encounter Mafia, there will be problems, right?"

"Then Qian Ling-chan chose to agree to Mr. Mori's guest invitation?"

"That's even more helpless." Natsume Chiaya replied, "I can't bet on Mr. Dazai's life."

Osamu Dazai propped his chin with his hands, and his tone revealed a bit of longing: "Actually, it's okay. Anyway, death is inevitable for everyone. I really want to know what it will be like to die. Probably wait until then Then, there will be eternal peace.”

Natsume Chiaya's eyelashes trembled.She was silent for a moment, before she could think of what to say, she heard Dazai Osamu's words: "Oh, actually, it would be better if Chiya-chan would die in love with me~"

"No matter how many times Mr. Dazai says about this kind of thing, I will never agree." Natsume Chiaya sighed and said.

"You're too ruthless, Chiya-chan~" Osamu Dazai said after dragging his voice.

Natsume Chiaya imitated Osamu Dazai, put her hands on the railing, looked at the distant sky, and said, "Sorry, Mr. Dazai."

"Why do you apologize?" Osamu Dazai blinked and asked with a smile, "I've long been used to being rejected."

"Probably because I feel that Mr. Dazai is not joking when it comes to dealing with death. And I can only refuse again and again."

"Of course it's not a joke." Osamu Dazai rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "I'm seriously thinking about death. Of course, I must die refreshingly and full of vigor—I'm afraid of pain. Well, Chiya-chan, Remember to come to my funeral in the future."

"...If this is what Mr. Dazai wishes." Natsume Chiaya was silent for a moment, and then replied: "At that time, I will definitely bring all the crab meat dishes to Mr. Dazai's grave."

Osamu Dazai: "Eh?! Chiya-chan is so scary, you can see it but you can't eat it, isn't it cruel?"

"However, if you pay a memorial service, of course you must bring something you like. What if you feel that, ah, it seems that this world is better, so you come back?" Natsume Chiya joked, but her eyes felt sore for no reason.

Dazai Osamu was keenly aware of Natsume Chiaya's emotions, and there was a trace of surprise on his face: "Is Chiya-chan sad?"

"Of course I will be sad." Natsume Chiaya rubbed her eyes and tried her best to keep her tone calm: "But since this is Mr. Dazai's choice, I shouldn't interfere."

"I thought Chiya-chan would say something that there are still many things worth remembering in the world, or persuade me not to commit suicide." Osamu Dazai said.

"Is there anything worth remembering? Only you know, don't you?" Natsume Chiaya lowered her eyes and said, "As for suicide... I think a song I heard before is very suitable for Mr. Dazai."

"What song?" Dazai Osamu's eyes sparkled, "Qianya-chan, I want to hear it!"

Natsume Chiaya wondered: "Eh?! But I'm not very good at singing...?" She originally wanted to tell Dazai Osamu those few lines of lyrics, but who would have expected Dazai Osamu to ask to listen to the song directly?

"I want to hear it, Qian Ling-chan, this is my lifelong request! Please let me listen."

"Mr. Dazai has so many requests in his life." Natsume Chiaya complained.

Osamu Dazai stretched each syllable super long, and raised the coda sound as soft and waxy as a cat: "Qian-ya-chan-please~"

"..."

Natsume Chiaya couldn't resist for a while.She sighed deeply: "Okay, okay, I will sing a few words casually, Mr. Dazai, you are not allowed to laugh."

"Why are you laughing? Chiya-chan sang for me, of course I will appreciate it." Osamu Dazai urged, "Sing, sing."

Natsume Chiaya pursed her lips, turned her head away, she was not embarrassed to look at Osamu Dazai, and spoke slowly.

"I once thought about it too, because there were black-tailed gulls screaming at the pier."

"As the waves rise and fall, I peck at the past and fly away. [Note 2]"

"..."

This is a very "soft" song.Every line is singing "one and one hundred", but every line is struggling to cry for help.

Dazai Osamu didn't know what the original tune was, but Natsume Chiaya sang this song intently at this moment, as if every note was conveying something to him.He slowly suppressed the faint smile on his face, and looked sideways at Natsume Chiaya.She was probably a little shy, her amber phoenix eyes were half drooping, she bit the words lightly, under the shining stars, the girl's face was shrouded in a hazy light.

"..."

"I once thought about it once and for all, because I was said to be cold-blooded."

"..."

"I think about death all the time, it must be because I live too seriously. [Note 3]"

The girl's clear and soft voice ended in this sentence.