[Wen Ye] Miss Nakahara's Revenge

(thirteen)

The leader, Mori Ogai, seeks the best solution in everything. When dealing with work, he treats female subordinates as men, and male subordinates as animals.But he was talking about human feelings anyway, because the injection of anti-toxic drugs would be a bit burdensome to the body, or because his students had been beating over the years over the years to ask not to squeeze his partner too much, so this time Mori Ogai gave Nakahara Chuya Granted a half-day leave at her own disposal.

Of course, Zhongyuan Zhong is also happy to take advantage of this. Her dedication to work does not mean that she likes to help the leader to work overtime on her own. After a break, she will go upstairs and go back to the office to assign various tasks to the subordinates to watch after the basic strength is restored. Take advantage of this half-day vacation to go out.

She is going to visit the grave.

Because I thought of Osamu Dazai defecting because of her friend, Nakahara Nakaya thought of her friend who passed away in these years...and the existence that gave her this personality.

The five members of the Banner Society, the subordinates who died in the Dragon Head War, and Arthur Rimbaud.

It's almost another year around, so go and see them.

Thinking this way, she walked into the lounge attached to the office, because there are often situations where she has to work overtime, and her lounge has a wardrobe and a single bed.

Rimbaud’s cemetery is not in the same place as that of the Banner Society and others. The former was identified as a traitor by PortMafia due to a series of events that caused the “resurrection” of the former leader. He was buried in a cemetery by the sea.As for the rest, because they died as PortMafia due to various tasks, they were buried in a special cemetery, and the distance between the two cemeteries is more than half of Yokohama.

Under such circumstances, it is too conspicuous to wear a black suit at work to visit the grave. In Yokohama, a three-piece black suit is basically equivalent to labeling yourself as PortMafia.Zhong Yuanzhong also chose in her wardrobe for a long time, and finally her eyes stopped on a certain khaki striped long-swing trench coat.

Evil... the color is like mackerel's current windbreaker, and Zhong Ye showed a little inexplicable expression, when did she buy it, and when did she bring it to the office?

But like a ghost, she still took out the windbreaker.

It's good to change the style occasionally, and because of the anti-toxic injection, she was a little chilly, so she found a reason for herself, and after a while, she was wearing a black long skirt with a khaki windbreaker, and an orange-red ponytail. Miss Zhongyuan, wearing her old-fashioned men's hat, left the PortMafia Building alone through the cadre-only passage with her handbag.

It is said to be grave-sweeping, but Nakahara Chuya himself does not have the "common sense" that normal people should have about mourning the dead.The thoughts of the living cannot be conveyed to the dead through the act of sweeping the grave. She knows very well that no matter whether it is sorrow or pain, people who have stopped time will not know.

But Rimbaud gave her a good example—the amnesiac French spy transformed his supernatural ability into a self-contradictory singularity before his death, and then sent it into the body of his dying partner Verlaine a year later to become a support, Or the motivation to force the other party to live.

"That guy, Verlaine, he lives according to your will. Although he still lives in secluded places, he has not been writing poetry and reading books all the time. He has recently taught a lot of students, and recently there is a cute 12-year-old girl student, But his manuscript can’t be taken out of the basement, so it can’t be burned to you... Well, it’s not a problem, anyway, you must have seen your ability.” Sitting on a certain tombstone on the cliff, Zhongyuan Zhong also chatted. Those messages were given to the dead sleeping under the tombstone, and it was right to do Brother Cheap a favor.

"So don't worry, even if you can't wait for the [storm] in your mouth, he will always have something to think about." Thinking of Verlaine in the deepest part of the PortMafia headquarters, Zhongyuan Zhong also has a very complicated mood. It brought her enough troubles and twists and turns, but she couldn't really hate them completely.

——They gave birth to their own personality, and even their partners misunderstood and turned against each other because of her survival.

"But it doesn't mean that it's true to forgive you for this... Human life, if it disappears, it won't come back..."

Putting the specially bought pears and red wine in front of the tomb, Chuya jumped off the tombstone, gathered up his windbreaker, and prepared to go to the next place.

Zhongya Nakahara went out alone without his subordinates to follow him, because he wanted to go shopping after the end, so he didn't even ride the motorcycle. The most convenient means of transportation to reach Yokohama, which is half of the city outside, is of course the subway.

After going through the subway security check as if he was blind, and following the crowd waiting for the train to arrive at the station, Nakahara Chuya's attention was of course scattered to his surroundings - just like breathing, drinking water and eating has become a habitual observation.

There are not many people at the station in the afternoon on weekdays. There are short-haired women dressed as college students, men and women who seem to be arguing (by the way, the makeup of the man and woman does not seem to be a legitimate job), and some people are on the phone because of business trips. Office workers who confirm itinerary/report business changes.

——There seemed to be no danger, shaking her drowsy head, she yawned a little, and was about to take out her mobile phone to check in advance whether there was a flower shop near the destination.

And in the next second, the sudden killing intent that wasn't aimed at herself made her hair stand on end and her whole body tensed subconsciously.

Not far away, there seemed to be some irreconcilable conflict between the quarreling man and woman. The woman who seemed to be patiently lowered her head suddenly pulled out a short knife from her handbag, and stabbed the man's chest and abdomen with a knife. In the future, she had time to dodge The briefcase in the man's hand fell, and the bottles and jars and documents fell all over the floor, blood spattered, and the surrounding crowd screamed belatedly.

I rely on...

Zhong also grabbed the phone, feeling a little dazed—it's not that she couldn't stop it, the process of a woman drawing a knife and injuring someone was actually quite slow in the eyes of a professional like her, and she could have stepped forward and held her wrist to stop it from happening.

But because the matter has nothing to do with her, she didn't have the consciousness to stop it, and Zhong Yuanzhong never felt that she was a saint, and there was no need to care about the life and death of people who didn't want to do it. She was stabbed a few times or ran away, but the girl who was half paralyzed and weeping but smiling, and then looked at the man who was stabbed and bleeding profusely - he looked like a nightclub worker, Nakahara frowned , ready to take out the phone and call the police first.

I have no way of judging by myself, so I'd better call the police.

The order management of Yokohama during the daytime belongs to the police station and the military police, and crimes involving supernatural abilities are under the jurisdiction of the Supernatural Secret Service Division. It seems that the division of labor is clear, but actually there are many mistakes. Although I really want to scold those barking dogs raised by the government for daring to do so One's own people are fierce and fierce, but this should be within the jurisdiction of the other party.

"Come and save people, is there a doctor!" someone shouted around.

"Don't make noise, tsk, I'm so annoying, I'm a doctor." A short-haired woman on the platform approached with a metal butterfly hairpin pinned to the end of her hair, "Armed Detective Agency doctor, and Xie Ye Akiko, tsk, this kind of wound won't die if the bleeding stops!"

The doctor of the Armed Detective Agency, a colleague of Osamu Dazai, Nakahara Nakaya, who has already made a call and is waiting for the police to arrive, raised his eyebrows. Then there is nothing wrong with her. Twilight intervenes, and the police will also arrive, so...

She thought so, she wanted to be an honest person, but...

Hey……?

His eyes stayed on the bottles and jars dropped by the man who was stabbed there. Besides men's makeup, skin care and health care products, as well as contraceptives, pregnancy/condoms...how could there be...?

Zhong also frowned.

Yosano Akiko felt very disturbed. Today, everyone in the detective agency went out on missions. No one was injured and no one could practice for her. She simply went out shopping alone and bumped into the road. As soon as she went out, she ran into each other. Well, it was a love affair. right?

As a member of the detective agency, she has been familiar with it over the years, so of course she has basic intelligence gathering and reasoning skills. She can see that the man is mostly engaged in a profession that eats soft food and has a bad face. As for the hurting woman... the makeup on her eyes is nothing Seriously professional, not well-dressed, emotionally broken, I am afraid that he was deceived by this so-called male publicist in the name of love, cheated his heart, cheated his money, and was even tricked into doing aid and dating...

Tsk, if she said that this kind of trash man should be stabbed a few more times to relieve his hatred!Yosano Akiko, who had witnessed countless deaths and darkness since she was a girl, thought viciously, the method of bandaging the victim to stop the bleeding was so rough that she wished to deepen the wound for him.

But she will still save it because she has the ability.

Half an hour later, the late policeman confirmed her conjecture.

The story between a man and a woman is dark and clichéd. A girl who just started working accidentally enters a nightclub and falls in love with a male publicist at first sight. For this reason, she does not hesitate to spend a lot of money to improve the performance of the male publicist. This is the beginning of a bottomless pit. With such high consumption, under the double coaxing of men's language and body, she made a wrong step, and soon degenerated from a girl with a serious career to a escort/accompanying wine girl.However, she still can't get the love she expects. To use a cliché, she regards the other party as the best love and the other party treats her as a business object, or the kind whose value is squeezed so that it can be discarded.

The girl who couldn't stand being left out in the cold found the male publicist again. At the subway station, this time, she was stimulated and gave the male publicist a knife.

It fits the case of the murder of a slut girl with the characteristics of the Far East. Because everyone has stolen money and there are many witnesses to the girl’s crime, the police will soon confirm and prepare to take her away, while the accompanying ambulance and doctors will victimize the man. for further emergency treatment.

I have seen enough of similar dramas with Akiko Yosano, even if I feel that the girl is worthless in my heart, there is nothing I can do. You will be heavily in debt, and even if you don't live for three years, you will jump off a tall building.

Being detained and sentenced for hurting people can actually make her pour water into her mind in prison. She went to jail for this crime, but the man can come back after his injury and even use this story to gain more attention and favor and even infringe more Women, this is unfair.

"But, that... gentlemen of the police, what is this? It must be something in the victim's bag." A female voice with a slightly neutral and low hoarse voice came, Zhong Yuan also pointed to the scattered briefcases on the ground With bottles and cans, "Is it considered evidence? Do you want to take it away?" She asked seemingly casually.

"Naturally, Miss." The police officer who took the transcript said to her.

"Ah, that's good. That bottle of powder looks strange. Is it a brand of men's cosmetics? Or something else?" Nakahara asked casually.

"What...? Hey wait, this is..."

Yosano Akiko's attention was attracted, she frowned, as if trying to distinguish something, and finally smiled: "Oh, Mr. Police Officer, I'm a doctor, do you need my help to identify the medicine?" She shook her head Waking up his license to practice, his smile can be called "kind".

[Male PR in the Far East is a very bad, rotten profession. 】

[For the purpose of turnover and achieving dividends, they have no guilt even if they trick customers into smoking powder. 】

A few hours later, Nakahara Nakaya and Yosano Akiko walked out of the police station side by side.

In addition to carrying the powder with him, that person also carried the private information of various customers in his briefcase, and he might even be on his way to contact the upline, but he was blocked by the girl he had assaulted. I really don't know which company it is from. Male public relations, bold enough to cross the line.Zhongyuan Zhong also yawned, and didn't plan to take care of such bad things anymore. Anyway, they have already been sent to the police. If they can't be found out, the Yokohama police should blow it up.

"Your eyesight is really good, Miss Zhongyuan." Yosano Akiko glanced at her and said casually.

"Because of your work and occupation, your healing techniques are also very powerful. Ms. Yosano." Zhong Yuan also praised her. Of course, she would not casually introduce herself as a PortMafia cadre when she came to the police site. Anyway, Sigma handles overseas affairs by herself. There is a foreign trade company, in which the name is just randomly listed. The position is the head of the security department. Considering her public identity to the outside world, the kind that can withstand inquiries.She and Xieye Akiko are not considered good friends, and Zhong also sees it clearly. Her treatment methods are all in the form of making people feel worse than death. Didn’t you see that scumbag who carried the powder and the cowherd didn’t say a word the whole time—— I was already convulsed by the pain until I fell into a coma.

"Ah, I did it to save people, Miss Zhongyuan."

"I'm just a witness who happened to pass by, Ms. Xie Ye."

The two women looked at each other for a while, and laughed together. Having such an experience, they certainly regarded each other as the same front in a certain sense.

"Don't run around if you're still running a fever, go back and take your medicine and rest early." Yosano Akiko pointed to Nakahara Chuya's cheek kindly, the cheeks of the girl dressed in British style were a little unnaturally red, His eyes were a little distracted.

"Thank you, I was going to visit the grave." Zhongyuan Zhong also took a look at the sky, but it took a long time to encounter such an incident, or else... follow the doctor's order and go back to rest first?

"Dr. Xie Ye—!" A voice came from not far away, and two figures were walking towards them, "I heard from the phone that you went to the police station." The one walking in front Of course it was Kunikida Doppo, the upright young man with blond hair had a worried look on his face.

"You can't blame me for this, who knew that waiting for the subway would lead to a love affair, ah, you know the place of Yokohama." Yosano Akiko stretched her waist and explained to each other.

As for the latter one.

"Ah, did you skip work today, Chuya? Isn't that too rare?" Even if meeting a partner was an accident, Dazai's office certainly didn't speak well. frown.

"I'll return this to you as it is, bastard Dazai, it's really unlucky to meet you after get off work." Nakahara Chu also rolled his eyes, annoyed.

This kind of familiar dialogue is seen in the eyes of the other two.

Hey, what?So you two know each other?

The author has something to say:

Ahaha, reading the text is due to fate, writing is out of hobby, and reading it is fate.It's really my personal hobby to turn to single-sex characters that look like Lei/Mary Sue at first glance. The characters will definitely have OOC, so I don't dare to use keywords such as double black/taizhong.

This article assumes that most of the members of Buteisha don’t know Dazai Osamu’s past (because they are newcomers now), and of course they don’t even know Nakahara Chuya, PortMafia cadres. A certain amount of secrecy.

But when Atsushi Nakajima came to Buteisha, everyone except Kunikida and Atsushi should know →_→