get out of my yokohama

"Moses Moses~"

"Mr. Dazai," Atsushi Nakajima listened to the pleasant male voice coming from the receiver, "Is there something wrong?"

"Hey, Dunjun, is the salmon steak delicious?"

Atsushi Nakajima "..."

The sound of death knocking on the door with a scythe was nothing more than that.

His hands holding the phone were trembling, and he had to raise his hands, eagerly explaining, "Does Mr. Dazai care? I'm sorry, I'm very sorry, that Miss Hill needs a kitchen, so I just..."

Dazai Osamu listened to the incoherent explanation with a smile, his eyes were dim, and he didn't say until the tiger cat boy was about to cry, "I see, I didn't misunderstand, and I wasn't jealous."

Atsushi Nakajima "..."

No, Dazai-san, are you very jealous?

"Where's Hill?"

"Hey? Mr. Dazai, how do you know that Miss Hill has left? I mean I don't know, I didn't ask."

"Is that so..."

Atsushi Nakajima suddenly asked, "Mr. Dazai, did you go to Miss Hill's dormitory by mistake?"

"Did Hill say that?"

"……Yes."

Osamu Dazai's smile deepened, "Then why did Atsu-kun ask me again?"

Atsushi Nakajima choked when asked.

"Okay, I won't tell you anymore, I'm going to find Hill."

The young man's voice was light and sweet, and Atsushi Nakajima was taken aback. He quickly grabbed the phone and said, "Isn't this the time? Miss Hill looks very angry because Mr. Dazai entered the wrong room."

"I know."

"You know..." He repeated blankly, unable to control his desire to complain - you know that if you still go to Miss Hill, you will be hated, Mr. Dazai, do you really like Miss Hill?

"But I, I just want to stay by Hill's side all the time, isn't that the case when I like someone?"

"..."

Although he respects Mr. Dazai very much, he has to admit that sometimes Mr. Dazai's behavior can be included in the Human Behavior Award. What's the point of liking someone and wanting the other person to like him but doing annoying things?

Perhaps it is the intuition of small animals.

Through the conversation with Ms. Hill, he learned that Mr. Dazai and Ms. Hill should have known each other for a long time, and the so-called love at first sight is not that simple.

Miss Hill doesn't seem to like Mr. Dazai very much, her situation...is a bit dangerous.

Under the setting sun, Osamu Dazai embarked on a journey to find Hill alone.

He went to the building that used to be an orphanage and now a bank, went to Lihai University High School where Hill was studying, went to the dessert shop that Hill liked... and finally came to the grave of Oda Saku.

Got nothing.

The usual ease of youth sinks into the darkness with the setting sun.

letter of recommendation.

It turned out to be the case.

Is it the legendary supernatural being?

……

When Hill returned to the dormitory from Mr. Natsume, there was no one there. She cleaned out the things that did not belong here, and went to bed early after washing.

Thoughts on the first day of internship at the Armed Detective Agency...

Well, sleeping on tatami doesn't feel safe, I still want to sleep on a bed.

The next day.

Humming, Osamu Dazai inserted the wire into the door lock, poked it casually twice, the door opened with a click, and he pushed lightly.

Did not push away.

"Ah?"

What prevented him from pushing the door open was a thin chain lock.

Did you install a chain lock because you expected him to break open the door again?Hill is still naive.

"Hill Sauce~"

This person came early in the morning to pick other people's door locks without any guilt, but instead made an over-sweet sound outside to attract attention.

Hill was not surprised either, she was mentally prepared, whether he picked the lock or the door was blocked by a chain lock, she calmly adjusted her clothes in front of the full-length mirror without looking sideways.

"Wait a minute, I need a little uninterrupted time to make myself more decent." After finishing the neckline, she turned her attention to the cufflinks.

"Huh? But I haven't seen Hill for fourteen hours and three minutes. Is it important to be decent?"

"Of course, just like Dazai-kun is clearly a suicidal man, the Poirot tie is also properly worn every day."

"..."

As soon as Hill finished speaking, he was keenly aware of the sudden change of mood of the person outside the door. Who knows why?Hill was too lazy to observe, and there was no need to think about it.

The bolo tie knot originated in the western United States. Compared with traditional ties and bow ties, it has a unique style, casual and elegant, and looks elegant and cute. Generally speaking, people who wear it like this in social occasions can make the atmosphere cheerful. relaxed people.

Put it on Mr. Dazai, everything will be reversed.

Maybe he pretended to be similar to Poirot's spirit, but the inconsistency and deep darkness were engraved in his blood, and Hill could see it at the first sight of him.

In terms of seeing through each other, Osamu Dazai and Hill are not far behind.

Hill is a blank sheet of paper that can easily be colored by people.

I was so afraid of pain that I didn't even dare to have my ears pierced, but now I am quite skilled in wearing earrings.

The only requirement for myself is simplicity and cleanliness, but now I dye my hair, wear fake nails, and put on eyeliner and eyeshadow, just pretending to go out.

Only one out of 1 people who cultivated the voice of smoke the day after tomorrow succeeds. Who influenced her?

It's really unpleasant.

Hill was back, back before he found the book, but with so many traces of someone else.

"Dazai-kun."

Before the Holy Grail in the world was about to overflow with black mud, Hill interrupted his meditation.

"Tell me about today's work."

Capricious.

Osamu Dazai, who was still thinking about the little black house, looked at the intact Hill in front of him one second ago, and showed a hearty smile the next moment, and his voice was full of hope and sunshine, "It's a request for help."

An anonymous fax for help, the content is only the line "Please save me, only you can save me".

The investigation results of the detective agency showed that the address of the letter was at a convenience store in Tokyo, and the rest had to be investigated by the two of them in person.

On the tram, Osamu Dazai sat beside Hill affectionately, and asked with a smile, "What do you see?"

Hill looked down at the screen of her mobile phone, and there was an electronic map on the screen. There was a 24-hour convenience store in Tokyo 200 meters away. She was busy locating the convenience store and looking around, and she didn’t even raise her head when she spoke. Well done."

Dazai asked, "How?"

"..." Hill didn't bother to say, if the other party doesn't understand, then it's okay for her to explain, the problem is that this guy knows everything.

Forget it, it's just a few words, and it doesn't take much effort.

"Other cities are different from Yokohama. There are professional heroes and the police. The client actually said that only we can help, which shows that it is something that the police and professional heroes cannot and cannot control."

Professional heroes are a new profession, in this world where 80.00% of people have special abilities called individuality, they act as anti-natural crime forces all over the country, except Yokohama.

With the rise of professional heroes such as All Might and Andeva, this profession is almost apotheosis in people's minds. People firmly believe that no matter what the hero can solve, but now some people turn to the Yokohama Armed Detective Agency for help. The reason is intriguing.

Osamu Dazai smiled and said, "Maybe one of the important people is involved."

Hill said, "We have to hurry up." The client was likely to be controlled, found an opportunity to escape, and found a 24-hour convenience store in a panic, faxed it to the detective agency, and was arrested again before he could leave his name and address.

"Hmm~"

After a while, the two stood on the side of the street, opposite the Target convenience store, and a female cashier could be seen busy through the glass.

"I'll ask."

Osamu Dazai grabbed Hill's wrist and asked with a smile, "Can't Hill's supernatural power be done? Mind reading."

Hill made a little effort and didn't take back his hand, so he let him hold it, and asked lightly, "Dazai-kun thinks so?"

The expression on Dazai Osamu's face was pure and innocent, "It's too much, we are colleagues, right? Can't Hill answer me honestly?"

Hill didn't answer directly, she turned her eyes away and looked at his bandaged wrist, "If you want me to activate the ability, Dazai-kun should let me go first."

Disqualification in the world is Osamu Dazai's passive skill. By touching and invalidating the ability, how can he use her ability when he grabs her?

"Sill," he said with a muffled voice, aggrieved, "do we have to try and test like this?"

Hill said helplessly, "Dazai-kun, we shouldn't waste time."

"Ok."

Mingming was so flustered that he couldn't control it, he wanted to tear up his calm appearance and asked her if she was Hill from the past?Because he left Ganghei alone, he left her there, so angry?How long will it take to be angry before continuing to like him like before?

It wasn't reason that held him back, but a feeling in the dark.

Don't talk about it.

It must not be said.

"I'll go and find out, I'm the best at talking to lovely young ladies." As he spoke, he looked at her expression unobtrusively.

Hill was still the same as usual, giving up thinking, not aware of his temptation at all, so he followed him and said, "Well, I can see it."

Osamu Dazai "..."

Although there is such a convenient ability as telepathy, Hill will not use it unless necessary.She watched Osamu Dazai walk into that convenience store and then looked away, a little bored, she had seen... ah, here.

A convenience store is 200 meters away, and a vending machine is 50 meters away. She bends slightly to find her favorite taste. Hill likes chocolate very much. Her favorite kind is a bit far away for her. Now she can satisfy her hunger with chocolate milk .

Osamu Dazai chatted happily with the lady at the cashier at the convenience store, and asked quietly who had used the fax machine in the store. When the lady was thinking, he glanced at Hill casually.

She is no longer in the same place, her back is facing this side, facing the vending machine carefully choosing a drink, her back is full of indifference.

Wronged.

How is this?

He took out the canned drink from below, and heard a loud noise as soon as he opened it, followed by a woman's sharp scream. Hill turned around holding the chocolate milk, and the panic scene was reflected in his cold pupils.

One wall of the convenience store was hit by a large truck, and the goods were scattered all over the place. Two men and two women jumped out of the stalled car, holding guns. The police car and the hero rushed to block the entrance of the convenience store. The two men Take the closest two as hostages respectively.

The female cashier and Osamu Dazai.

The author has something to say, to collect, to leave a message, the stand-alone code word is too lonely, rolling jg

I don't believe anyone would guess the content of the entrustment, well, this is Hill's entrance test.