get out of my yokohama

There is an old red building at the intersection of Yokohama Harbor Uphill Road. The Armed Detective Agency is located on the fourth floor. After Hill came out of the president's office, he went straight downstairs and came to the coffee shop on the first floor.

The environment is quiet and tidy. When you open the door, you will be greeted by a sweet-looking woman in a maid outfit with a ball head tied up.

"Welcome, alone? Please come and sit."

"A cup of Ceylon black tea, thank you."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

The girl's soft eyebrows and eyes are curved, which really makes people feel at ease.

Hill sat down and watched the busy traffic outside through the clear glass.

"Does the customer come to Yokohama for tourism?" Inside the counter, the store manager with gray hair and elegant demeanor said friendlyly, "Yokohama is a beautiful city, right?"

Hill turned his head and said, "Yokohama is beautiful, the air smells like the sea, and I will live here for a long time."

"That's great news, need to add two slices of lemon to black tea?"

"Thank you then."

After a while.

"Please enjoy."

Hill nodded to her, and then picked up the small teacup for his ears. The aroma of the tea filled his nose, making his sharp gray eyes dim. Footsteps approached, followed by a pleasant voice.

"Let me find it easier, Hill, I thought you were gone."

Osamu Dazai sat down opposite her, rather than sitting, he threw himself into the soft seat relaxedly, and then stared at Hill opposite with bright eyes.

With a coquettish tone, she vaguely remembered being envious of Oda-san and Sakaguchi-san who could hear Dazai-san speaking in such a tone.The memory ended here, Hill put down his glass, and looked at the man opposite him like looking at a child who didn't grow up.

"Dazai-kun, the kraft paper bag in your hand contains my address information and my phone number."

"I haven't read it yet. Speaking of phone calls, let's exchange numbers."

Although he said that, he didn't take out his mobile phone, but looked at her eagerly. Hill understood what he meant, and took out the mobile phone that hadn't been installed with a mobile phone card from his handbag, installed it on the spot and handed it to him.

"New phone," he fiddled with the phone with his head down, then clicked on the screen that didn't even have a password, and entered his number, with a look of joy on his face, "then I'm your first contact Yet?"

He dialed out, took out his ringing mobile phone from his pocket, saved the number, and looked at the blond beauty who was blowing cold tea on the opposite side, "Sill, did you lose your old mobile phone?"

No, she will change her mobile phone when she changes the world, and she has saved five mobile phones until today.

Hill took a sip of black tea, put down the cup upon hearing this, and said, "A new start, change your mood with a mobile phone, compared to this, Dazai-kun, you should give me your mobile phone."

"We haven't added social software yet, but it looks like you don't use them."

Osamu Dazai looked at this BlackBerry mobile phone. The characteristic of BlackBerry is that there are few applications, no fun, and the standard cold and business style.

"That's right, Dazai-kun can email or call me."

"Well." He looked a little disappointed, pushed the blackberry in front of her, rested his chin with one hand, spoke with his head bit by bit, childlike and cute.

He has really changed a lot.

Hill couldn't help but glance at him.

In her impression, Mr. Dazai was cold and cold-blooded, his voice was always lowered, like the elegant ending sounded after the strings of a cello passed through, and his smile was completely emotionless and extremely cold.

The iris eyes are darker than the night, and sometimes she would cry in despair when looking directly into those eyes.

Much more lively now.

"Today is my first day at work, does Dazai-kun have any work?"

"Yep."

Two 10 minutes later.

"So the job Dazai-kun said is to take me from the hotel to the dormitory?"

The two were walking on the street, and Hill was walking on the road with a suitcase.

"I only have one suitcase, and moving to the dormitory doesn't take up working time."

Osamu Dazai put his hands behind his head and walked slowly beside her. The kraft paper bag containing her materials disappeared, but neither of them paid attention.

"Helping newcomers settle down is what seniors should do."

The guy who said so changed his mind instantly when he saw the flowing water across Yokohama, and looked at the river not far away with shining eyes, talking about the shining water in the sun like a beautiful girl Summoned him to go to the underworld together, and then jumped down.

Hill stood on the shore, his dark golden hair fluttering with the wind.

"Dazai-kun, are you...?"

"Entering the water means committing suicide." Osamu Dazai jumped happily in the water, gradually leaning his body back, making a grunting sound, but Hill could distinguish the meaning of the second half of the sentence.

He was asking her if she wanted to die for love.

Four years have passed, has Mr. Dazai's interest changed from suicide to martyrdom?

It's still so doggy.

"Thank you, my goal now is to protect this city. If Mr. Dazai has no work arrangements, I will go to the dormitory for the members first."

After finishing speaking, she saluted the two calves that were still exposed on the water, and turned to leave.

"I also knew a man named Hill before."

A young man's faint voice came from behind him, Hill stopped in his tracks, turned around, and saw Zai Zai's head protruding from the water, slightly curly black hair sticking to his face, his kite eyes glowing faintly after being washed by water .

"The same name is very common," Hill said.

He didn't listen to her, and talked to himself, his fine and curled eyelashes drooping down, revealing melancholy and sadness.

"The Hill I know loves me very much. The water that is about to enter winter is cold and cold. She stares at me and refuses to let me jump. If I jump, she will be the first to fish me up."

Mr. Dazai still remembers that kind of thing, liking someone and doing something for him. Hill actually misses those days very much, and he will not regret it or feel ashamed.At this moment, she doesn't care whether she will be recognized, even if she knows that Mr. Dazai is suspicious.

"and after?"

"Later?" His eyes showed a kind of empty void, as if it could swallow everything, "Later, the intelligence told me that she died, and she jumped off the forging furnace."

Hill was silent.

Then Osamu Dazai looked up at her as if he had grasped some hope. With those strange and beautiful eyes, he had a magic power that made women unable to say no, especially in such a weak situation.

"Is that so, Hill?"

"Don't Dazai-kun trust his own sources of information?" Hill asked without the slightest hesitation or even a trace of emotion.

"I don't believe she's going to die. I told her to wait for me before I left," he said dejectedly.

wait for me.

The memory went back to the night before Mr. Dazai disappeared in Ganghei, in her room, Mr. Dazai was lying next to her ear, and his voice panting with heat was like a small brush provoking the heartstrings, "Wait for me."

"If she was a dodder that would wither away from you, why didn't you take her with you then?"

Not only has her appearance changed, but her voice has also become a more magnetic and hoarse smoky voice, which is completely different from the soft and clear one in the past. Every syllable seems to tell an unknown story.

Toshimi Dazai showed a frustration of being accused, and said softly, "She looks weak and not smart, but she will listen to everything I say, no matter how difficult the task is, as long as I say it, she will complete it .”

Only this time, she missed the appointment.

After losing a friend, he lost a lover.

Should I say something?She didn't know what to say.

Why did you give up your life in the first place?

Oulos also asked the same question after rescuing her. She said that she lived for Mr. Dazai and died for him. He left Hong Kong and Hei, and since then he has not heard from him, so she has no meaning in Hong Kong and Hei.

It was not a place where she could come and go whenever she wanted. For her, there was no other way but death.

"Dazai-kun..."

"She used to call me Zhijun." He didn't know if he was complaining or acting like a baby, but he said so.

Hill "..."

She clearly called Mr. Dazai, but she had nothing to do with such a Dazai, and said helplessly, "Dazai-san, come up first."

"Do you still care about me?"

This "return" is very meaningful, which means that they have had a deep intersection in the past when they met for the first time in theory.

It's just a little text trap, Hill can hide as long as he wants, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't want to tell him that he is the Hill of the past.

Having the strength to protect yourself is a great confidence.

"Mr. Dazai, the water is just above your knees, so you can't drown anyone. You'll catch a cold even if you survive, and the cold doesn't feel good."

She chooses to say that, but there is no other way. Over the years, she has cultivated the habit of neither telling the truth nor telling lies, and the meaning depends entirely on the other party's guess.

However, Osamu Dazai is also a person who will not reveal his heart in words. He will not ask bluntly if you are the same Hill from the past. He will observe by himself and come up with the answer.

The answer makes people despair. Over the years, her appearance has changed, her voice has changed, her hair has changed from black and straight to golden curly, only her eyes are still gray, but there is no love for him in it.

What happened to her four years of suspended animation?

Hill saw Osamu Dazai plunge into the water suddenly, and she found a bit of childishness and self-abandonment in this action, which made her dumbfounded, "Dazai-kun, it's time to go, you see everyone is watching you."

"Let them see, what can I do?" He turned his head away angrily.

Hill's eyes were subtle.

Mr. Dazai is getting more and more childish, what's the matter?

In the end, he obediently went back to the dormitory with Hill, walked to the door, and Hill stood in front of Jay who was about to follow in, and asked politely, "Mr. Dazai, don't you go to your own dormitory to change into dry clothes?"

"I don't live here." Wet Osamu Dazai whispered.

Hill looked at him for a while, and skipped two sentences to understand what he meant. He meant that he had a communal dormitory, but lived in an apartment outside.

"I haven't lived in the dormitory for a long time, and it hasn't been cleaned. It must be dusty. There isn't even a towel. Maybe the water and electricity are cut off." He sneezed, rubbed his nose and continued, "No There is no way to take a shower, you can’t dry your clothes, you can’t go to work tomorrow if you catch a cold, and you don’t get a perfect attendance bonus for absenteeism…”

Such a long paragraph is nothing more than wanting to rub her dormitory shamelessly. She is a new member, and the house must have been cleaned by housekeeping, and there is no such thing as water or electricity cut off.

Also, since when did Mr. Dazai care about not being able to attend at all?In Hong Kong and Heilongjiang before, he never attended full attendance.

To be honest, Hill was very uncomfortable.

The man in front of her is a former port mafia cadre and her direct boss, Osamu Dazai.

She entered the port mafia because of him, he taught her to kill, he tortured the captives, and she must learn by the side, and she would get a disappointed look from him when she ran out to vomit, and then she endured the nausea and continued to watch, she did something wrong, He punched her and shot her in the shoulder and thigh...

His attitude towards her was even worse than that of Akutagawa. Akutagawa still has supernatural powers, but she is just an ordinary person with nothing but a face.

Even if he is separated from Hong Kong, he can still inquire about the news inside. After learning the news of her death four years ago, now that a Hill with the same name appears in front of him, he wants to find out her identity, which does not let her Unexpectedly, that series of tentative actions can prove it.

How come now, when he has doubted or confirmed her identity, he acted like a baby to her?

The author has something to say and occasionally adds some settings that you may want to know but have not yet written or are vague in the text.

1 Four years ago they drove once, that "wait for me"...

2 Hill is the White Queen of a certain parallel universe, who became a mutant through genetic mutation after time travel.

3 Dazai likes Hill very much, and he has confirmed that Hill is the Hill he likes (me: put down my script!)

4 Hill jumped through the forging furnace in an instant, so he survived the burns all over his body, and his appearance was completely restored in the middle of the world with black technology.

5 I didn’t think about the daily update, after all, there’s another article about Wenka Chenggou (crying and chirping) Isn’t this the same as the scum that loves the new and dislikes the old? qaq