[Wen Ye] Miss Nakahara's Revenge

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After working overtime overnight for two consecutive days, Ango Sakaguchi, male, 24 years old, investigator of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, wanted to say that overtime is shit.

Just think about it in your head.

I dare not challenge my boss, no matter what, especially when my boss has the same bad luck as me to work overtime.

Unscrewing the broken bottle cap of a new bottle of Mianmian, thanking Tsujimura Fukatsuki who went to buy a drink specially, and Ango Sakaguchi looked at the computer screen with a particularly bitter expression.

After the police reported a fire in an old house in the concession, Taneda Shantou, the chief of the Supernatural Special Affairs Section, connected with the president of the Armed Detective Agency, the former government assassin Yukichi Fukuzawa, and the current leader of PortMafia, the first-class military doctor of Zeng Jun. Ogai's phone call.

Both of these lamps are not fuel-efficient. Once the phone call was made, the chief farming officer was furious.

The former reported in simple and straightforward language the results of the detective agency’s legal investigation of the location of the organization suspected of human trafficking. In addition to human trafficking, the illegal organization possesses guns and is suspected of using drugs to train and control people with supernatural powers. He explained The detectives of the Legal Self-Defense Detective Agency used a certain amount of force during the investigation, and hereby inform the Supernatural Secret Service Division of the detectives' actions. In other words, my children went to investigate the case, but they accidentally kicked the iron plate and beat too much a little.

As for the latter, Mori Ogai politely thanked him with a lazy and smiling tone. Thanks to the phone call from the Secret Service Division yesterday morning, he knew that the concession was organized and unruly, and was involved in human trafficking and powder trading under the guise of PortMafia.Alas, this is not acceptable. Their Mori Club is a legal enterprise, so how could they be framed.So, his lovely minions launched a counterattack within the scope.As for whether there is any extra work?Oh, sir, are you questioning my control skills?

The leader of Yokohama's only two supernatural organization that was granted the "Permit to Open with Supernatural Powers" killed them all in one bite. They were all within the permit to open, and they just took down an illegal organization. They didn't know anything more about it!

This made the farming chief's hands tremble slightly after he hung up the phone - angry.Nima!You don't know where the body of the experimenter and the experimental data that were suddenly sent to the gate of the Ability Secret Service Base came from? !Didn't he think of asking him to take the blame when something big happened? !

But the problem is that the responsibility for this matter can only be borne by the Supernatural Secret Service Division. This is the reason why the Chief Farmer is even more angry-nearly ten foreign superhumans entered Yokohama without permission; Illegal experimental organizations in the country, supernatural transformation experiments involving prohibited drugs...any one of them alone is a major event, and failure to detect and warn in advance is the negligence of the supernatural secret service department.

The detective agency investigated the truth of the illegal organization. PortMafia used the darkness to annihilate the organization that should have the privilege of the concession. Dusk and Night fulfilled their duties perfectly, and the next task of dealing with the official investigation naturally fell on the shoulders of Daylight.

Therefore, no matter how annoyed the chief farming officer was, he could only pinch his nose and start to deal with the aftermath. He classified the organization as illegal, sealed up the corresponding experimental data, wrote a report and applied for high-level investigation authority, and, if necessary, applied for dispatching [hound dogs] to hunt down and eliminate lawbreakers. ...

"Sakaguchi-kun, have you contacted the military and police?"

"...[Hound Dog] Lieutenant Okura Yeko said that because their chief was drunk at the celebration party before the premiere last night, he hasn't woken up yet..." Listening to the chatter of the Hound on the phone, almost all the members Going drunk, Ango Sakaguchi is very tired.

"..." The Chief Farmer was even more weary.

As the culprit who was cordially "greeted" by Ango Sakaguchi because he caused people to work overtime, Osamu Dazai also had trouble sleeping.

But the reason for his insomnia was not overtime.

The mobile phone used for contact was switched to silent mode, and text messages belonging to Ango Sakaguchi were sent one after another, but no one responded.

Lying on the bed in the auxiliary bedroom, Osamu Dazai looked at the small but delicate jewelry box in his hand, rarely showing a blank expression.

The box was also given to him earlier, and after washing off the sweat, dust and blood on her body, she put on a bathrobe and knocked on the door of his bedroom, threw the things on him angrily, and said "a gift for you." He slammed the door shut.

Leaving Osamu Dazai in the room to maintain the movement of catching things for a long time, he finally remembered to lie slowly on the bed with his eyes open.

He got the gift as he wished, but it was too heavy.

Osamu Dazai has a good memory, and his eyesight is also precise and sharp. Naturally, he can see that the box is not brand new—although it is finely crafted, it looks like it has been placed for several years.

Exactly more than three years.

He thought calmly.

The stuff was bought during Chuya's first business trip abroad, and around the same time he decided to move out from the place they lived together.

This judgment suddenly made Dazai Osamu at a loss, so that he couldn't maintain a calm expression.

Nothing can hide from his eyes, he can remember everything, whether it is Chuya's daily transoceanic calls or selfies sent back at that time, or, her long period of financial stress after returning .

All the signs suggest that the Central Plains at that time also bought some luxury goods in France, so that they were so poor that they could eat dirt.

At that time, 17-year-old Osamu Dazai didn't take it seriously, or hinted that it was not a big deal, and readjusted his attitude towards Chuya as a "partner" and friend with benefits. He thought that it should not be the category that he should pay attention to. It's her own business that the little dwarf spends money uncontrollably, the big deal is that she can find time to treat her to a few meals because of her partner's affection, thinking so, he walked towards the garage with information materials while touching Ozaki Koyo's eye knife—— Because he "broke up" with Nakaya, Ozaki Koye gave him a long-term embarrassment.

The 17-year-old Zhong Yuanzhong also didn't seem to take it seriously, or she never thought that she would check her finances at all. She was waiting in the garage, and the orange-red-haired girl in a three-piece suit with a lady's cigarette in her mouth drooped her eyes slightly and leaned against her. Throw the helmet to him on the locomotive and ask him what his next mission is.

That short and absurd cohabitation experience was unanimously forgotten by them, as if it had never happened.

But after all, it's not true.

For example, the gift in front of me——from that unspoken, perhaps no longer existing, intention.

Osamu Dazai wanted to smile bitterly.

The hasty decisions made when he was young and frivolous will become the water in his head that he can't wait to pour out now. At that time, the daily phone calls made him panic, as if an invisible hand was pulling towards him, but what he saw was the endless abyss in front of him .

That's when he chose to take a step back.

So now he can realize that he is still barely human through the loss that he realized three years late.

So what about this time...

In the darkness, Osamu Dazai finally opened the box, and the deep blue sapphires shone with starlight in the darkness, very beautiful.

Like Chuya's blue eyes.

In the deep darkness, Nakahara's consciousness suddenly returned to her body. A certain warm existence approached her. It should be Osamu Dazai's hand. The sequelae of not sleeping for a long time is that her mind is chaotic, her whole body is lazy, and she doesn't want to Opening his eyes, he let the other party first pinch her face, then play with her hair, and finally, relying on his height and strength, he hugged her in his arms as a pillow.

Damn...it's Osamu Dazai who doesn't worry...

She thought in a daze, trying to hold down the troublesome hand on her body, but her lips were harassed again, the familiar breath approached, first she pecked tentatively, and when she was about to open her mouth, she took the opportunity to hold her lips and stick her tongue in. After entanglement, Nakaya was panting from the kiss, and finally couldn't bear it and opened his eyes.

"You, Dazai!" Before she could get angry first, Dazai lay down beside her ear and chuckled, and the villain complained first.

"It's too much for Chuya to pretend to be asleep when he's clearly awake."

Whoever pretended to be asleep would wake up after being teased so much? !Nakahara Chu also wanted to complain from the bottom of her heart, but out of a certain cognition, she didn't really say it, but grabbed Dazai Osamu's hand, and buckled her finger in without rejection, as if she didn't know that the other party was in a bad mood at the moment. stable.

Forget it, she was the one who threw the problem to him first, she thought, Osamu Dazai must have thought of the meaning behind that gift, it was considered courageous for him not to be scared and run away overnight, so she Answer: "Dazai, you haven't slept either."

Not only did she not sleep, but she also pried the door of her room. Thanks to him, everyone else had already reported to Santuchuan at this time.

When she said this, Osamu Dazai got excited and climbed up the pole. The man who should be called a young man leaned against her ear and complained that he couldn't sleep. Ango even called his mobile phone to harass him in the middle of the night. He did something wrong. Why do you have to listen to men's harassment in the middle of the night, such a sudden death is all at your own fault, Dazai Osamu said these times in a tone full of grievances, and his slender little finger took the opportunity to twirl in Nakaya's palm restlessly.

But Chuya was unmoved and complained that how could the four-eyed boy have the courage to harass you, not to mention that you just frightened him yesterday, and Ango Sakaguchi is already considered mentally tough if he doesn’t hide around Dazai Osamu, and he understands in his heart That is probably because Osamu Dazai withheld part of the information to force the Supernatural Secret Service Section to make a deal with him.In the end, her complaints were exchanged for Osamu Dazai's louder complaints. Who said no, he called you early in the morning.

At the end, I added, pretending to be aggrieved, that I didn't bother you so early in the morning.

Yes, you don't bother me in the morning, but you make me work overtime at night.

The two chattered aimlessly for a while, realizing that the bastard didn't intend to let her have a good rest, Nakahara simply turned around to face him, grabbed his hand while unbuttoning his pajamas,

Some grown-up life since you don't sleep?

She silently asked the other party,

It was Osamu Dazai who answered her with his arm around the nape of her neck, and the young man kissed her lips again, and pressed her under his body, letting the tide of emotion sweep them both.

The next morning, or at noon, when Chuya Nakahara opened his eyes, Osamu Dazai was typing a report with her computer, the curtains of the master bedroom were drawn down, and only the light from the computer screen in front of Osamu Dazai remained in the room.Zhongyuan Zhong also followed the sound of the keyboard tapping, and his gaze stayed on the new sapphire button on Poirot's collar for a moment, and the corner of her mouth raised silently after getting the answer.

"Are you awake? It's already ten o'clock, what do you plan to have for breakfast?" Dazai Osamu typed the last word of the report, clicked send, and asked her this.

"This..." Zhong Ye tilted his head and pretended to think about it seriously, "You can do anything else if you don't cook."

"That's no choice, order takeaway or go out to eat." Osamu Dazai shrugged at someone's behavior of implying that his cooking level was generally jeopardized, and said that he didn't care about like a dwarf, "Anyway, it's time to swipe your card. "

"It's okay, anyway, I have your salary in my account." Zhongya retorted subconsciously.

"What? After paying the rent, I still have money left over from my salary? It's just unexpected." Osamu Dazai has always been the king in the field of shameless gossip.

Zhong Yuanzhong, who got up to go to the closet to look through his shirt, also turned his head when he heard the words, and pointed at him: "It's not enough, so you have to pay for it." There was a hickey on the back of her neck where the hair was not covered, and it looked more and more beautiful on her snow-white skin. found out.

"Ah, Chuya has been doing badly lately~ he's becoming more and more dirty." Osamu Dazai shrugged.

The two tacitly did not mention the gem and the story behind it. The past cannot be traced. It was just an answer to a temptation. Nakahara was also willing to hold the rope handed by the coward. Osamu Dazai did not want to run away immediately. That's all.

After changing and washing, they went to the nearest small shop outside the residential area for brunch. The relatively traditional Japanese food shop also ordered set meals. While waiting for the dishes, Osamu Dazai asked Nakaya about his plans for the afternoon.

"Doesn't the detective agency investigate cases?" Nakahara Zhongya really didn't know the routine of the Armed Detective Agency, but given that someone had been earnestly clocking in for work some time ago, is it really good to fish in such a loose manner?

"Why do I have to do things like write reports afterwards?" Osamu Dazai, who was also fishing for fish most of the time at work, answered very heartlessly, as if he wasn't the one who typed and wrote the report early in the morning.

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't bother to expose him, she looked at the waiter who came with the plate, thought for a while and said, "Then I will go to visit the grave in the afternoon."

The author has something to say:

Well, others are working overtime and these two are fishing, crumbs~