After the failure of the strongest unrequited love, I decided to cut the love and testify

The next day, Armed Detective Agency.

Osamu Dazai was sitting behind his desk. The sleepiness in the morning made it rare for him not to act like a monster. Instead, he was leaning quietly on the seat, with his legs folded on the table, his head resting on the back of his hands, and he was seriously Close your eyes and meditate.

Atsushi Nakajima hurried past with the folder in his arms. When he saw the appearance of Osamu Dazai, his footsteps stopped suddenly, and his already chaotic mood became more and more gloomy.

Dazai-san looks so tired, could it be because of what happened before?

Just yesterday, a blond lady visited the Armed Detective Agency and issued a request to them, the content is to "investigate the smugglers who often operate near the company building".As a newcomer who just joined the detective agency, Atsushi Nakajima was assigned as the task executor, and went to the task site with his senior Tanizaki and his sister.

However, unexpectedly, just after they came to the dark dead end, the client, Ms. Higuchi, suddenly changed her face, tied up her hair, put on sunglasses, called the monster-like "Akutagawa", and pointed her gun at the shocked man. Atsushi Nakajima three people.

The port mafia is indeed as vicious as the rumors say. When facing its member Ryunosuke Akutagawa, the three members of the detective agency retreated in a row.

However, at the critical moment when he barely cooperates with Tanizaki and delays for a while, but is about to be hit by Akutagawa's special ability "Rashomon"——

The cyan rune of "Disqualification in the World" appeared in mid-air, Osamu Dazai appeared on the stage like a savior, and with just one sentence, he quelled the struggle involving life and death.

"Okay, that's it."

……

This is the memory that Atsushi Nakajima vaguely retained before he fell into a coma.

Later, he woke up from the hospital bed, and before he had time to rest assured that Tanizaki and his sister were safe, he learned that he was offered a reward of 70 billion yuan by the black market as a "human tiger".

70 billion.What a huge number.

Money is the best incentive to mobilize greed and blood.

Atsushi Nakajima grew up in an orphanage and suffered a lot. He is a very precocious and overthinking boy.He knows that he is now being targeted by the port mafia, and the pursuit of the "human tiger" will inevitably affect the armed detective agency—

Atsushi Nakajima asked himself: If because of his own reasons, he had to see so many warm and kind companions being involved in an innocent disaster, this is something he absolutely cannot do.

Perhaps, as Akutagawa said, he is carrying the unforgivable karma of "bringing misfortune to others"...

"Hey, kid! Why are you standing there in a daze? Get the information!"

Kunikida Doppo's irritable voice interrupted Atsushi Nakajima's pessimistic thoughts.He subconsciously raised his head and looked at the blond man with glasses, only to see that the man was buried in a pile of documents on the table, the veins on his forehead were throbbing, and he was writing vigorously in his hand. He looked extremely depressed, with a very It's not easy to provoke.

"And you! Dazai!" Kunikida paused his pen so hard that the tip of the pen almost poked a hole in the paper, "Hurry up and take off your tattered earphones, come and work with me!"

ah?earphone?

Atsushi Nakajima blinked and looked intently, and sure enough, he found Osamu Dazai was wearing a pair of dark gray headphones under his thick black hair, which would be easy to miss if he didn't pay attention.

Woo.Tears flowed silently in his heart: Mr. Dazai is so tired that he can only rest with music...

He must have fought desperately with that Akutagawa yesterday to save himself and the Tanizaki brothers and sisters!

"..."

Osamu Dazai, who didn't fight desperately, didn't even fight, still closed his eyes, neither knowing Atsushi Nakajima's guilt and self-blame aggravated by brain supplementation, nor Kunikida's reprimand.

He lowered his head slightly, with a comfortable posture, and shook the tip of the leather shoes on the table, as if he was going to piss off his colleague Kunikida who worked overtime, and showed an expression of enjoyment intensified.

"Oh yeah~ One person can't die for love~ But, two people can do it~"

"..." Kunikida Doppo's fist hardened.

A motivated worker who joined the whole company's class alone was furious, got up from his seat, and rushed to Osamu Dazai in three steps at a time, picked up the other party's collar, and pulled off his earphones , the movement was extremely skillful, as if he had experienced thousands of rehearsals, he yelled at him: "Bastard! Are you listening to me!"

"Oh, Kunikida-kun, I just heard the chorus part..." The wonderful music disappeared suddenly, and Dazai Osamu looked at Kunikida's sandbag-sized fist, as if he didn't care about the end of being beaten, and complained pitifully road.

The tone was very resentful, as if he found out that Romeo died alone but did not bring his own Juliet, Kunikida gritted his teeth in anger, and wanted to punch him off the detective agency building.

Hold back!Hold back!

The kid who just arrived still doesn't know anything about the detective agency, so he can't give orders. If he hits this guy, no one will help you work!

Kunikida silently recited two lines of scriptures in his heart, tried his best to restrain his anger, and asked him as calmly as possible: "The documents in that kid's hand will be handed over to you, and I will continue to sort out the news on the black market. Show him over when you come back—”

"Eh, don't."

Osamu Dazai refused without blinking, his tone was quite decisive, without any hesitation, and he even tried to reach for the earphones that had been left on the corner of the table, "Kunikida-kun can do it well by himself, so why bother asking me to do it again?" Intervene? I still want to continue listening to the song..."

Kunikida: #####

Just when Kunikida couldn't bear it anymore and was about to beat up his wicked colleagues, the phone ringing in the detective agency to accept the commission suddenly rang, "Dingling", and successfully blocked his already prepared fist.

"...Humph! Good luck to you!" Kunikida clicked his tongue regretfully, then gave Osamu Dazai another look, and then turned his head to Atsushi Nakajima who was standing there dumbfounded, "Boy, go and answer the phone .”

"Huh? Me?"

Atsushi Nakajima, who was called by name, was taken aback for a moment, and was in a hurry. While agreeing, he ran towards the phone, picked up the receiver with shaking hands, and put it nervously to his ear.

"You... hello! This is the Armed Detective Agency!"

"Yo, hello." A lazy voice came from the microphone, with a leisurely tone. Although he was saying hello to Atsushi Nakajima, it made people feel that he was not polite at all.

"Didn't call the wrong number, but why does this voice sound like a minor? Hey, does your armed detective agency still employ child labor? It's really an immoral organization..."

Atsushi Nakajima's fingers holding the phone were stiff, and he didn't know how to reply for a while, so he heard a ping-pong sound from the opposite side, it seemed that the person had been forcibly snatched the phone just now, and he could vaguely hear a dissatisfied protest: "Hi! Jie! Don't snatch it, I haven't said the content of the commission yet!"

"Shut up and leave it to Shendu." The person who snatched the phone said coldly, "There's no reason to be so crazy when asking for help!"

The man seemed to be talking about something earlier, but Atsushi Nakajima could no longer hear clearly, because a low laugh came from the microphone, and the gentle and pleasant voice overshadowed the commotion next to him, "Hi, I'm sorry to disturb you this morning, Is it an armed detective agency?"

Realizing that this is the serious client, Atsushi Nakajima immediately stiffened his hand holding the receiver, and replied quickly like a conditioned reflex: "Yes!"

"That's good." The other party's tone was quite easy-going, which made Atsushi Nakajima's nervousness dissipate a lot. "Is Mr. Dazai in the company? I have something to discuss with him. I don't know if he is convenient to listen to now." Telephone?"

"Uh...sorry, please wait a moment!"

The external contact person of the Armed Detective Agency has always been Kunikida. Atsushi Nakajima never expected that the other party would call for Osamu Dazai by name. : "Mr. Dazai! Someone is looking for you!"

"Oh? Looking for me?" Osamu Dazai tilted his head, looked equally surprised, and pointed at himself; seeing Atsushi Nakajima nodding with certainty, he frowned slightly, showing a confused expression, "Who will look for me?"

Kunikida let go of his grip on his collar, and said angrily, "Whoever it is is a client of the detective agency, hurry up and answer the phone!"

On the contrary, Atsushi Nakajima did his duty and reported the information he just discovered: "There seem to be three people over there. Judging from the voices, they are all young boys..."

"Oh—three boys!"

Hearing the words, Osamu Dazai suddenly realized that he hammered his palm, and instead of dawdling, he quickly stepped forward, took the receiver from Atsushi Nakajima, put it next to his ear, and said excitedly:

"Hi, good morning, is this my dear Carriage Drive Squad?"

"Cough cough, maybe?...Uh, I'm Shendu who met you before." After hearing Osamu Dazai's address, the other party was silent for a while, and said implicitly, "It's a very trendy way of naming, Dazai gentlemen."

Dazai Zhiji laughed twice, as if he didn't hear the insincere in his words, he said to himself: "You actually called today. Could it be that the task has been completed ahead of schedule?"

The imaginary mantra was born from a strange story that gathered human fears. It is much stronger than the general special class, and it is not so easy to deal with.

What's more, it's a vicious curse spirit like "half-body necromancer" who kills by nature and possesses certain offensive capabilities... If he hadn't heard the name Gojo Satoshi in the magic world, Osamu Dazai would not have been so hasty, and let this This dangerous task was casually handed over to the conjurer who happened to meet on the road.

So to be honest, Osamu Dazai's question just now was just a joke, thinking that they were calling to ask about the information of the curse spirit, and never thought that he would receive an affirmative answer.

——Unexpectedly, the other side of the microphone paused for a few seconds, and the boy's voice came with a smile, and said without hesitation:

"That's right, with my two seniors here, I finished it quite easily last night."