The whole world is coveting the king's treasure

"—U.R.U.K?"

Intermittent vocabulary came from behind, one word at a time, but I tried my best to read it out, as if it was mixed with unspeakable heaviness.

But the words fell behind and there was no response for a long time. Osamu Dazai turned around, only to find that Enkidu's brows and eyes were full of pain, and he was covering both sides of his forehead with his hands, falling into entanglement and hesitation.

"Very familiar...I am very familiar with this place, which records all kinds of emotions in my system, but...I can't remember anything now."

A familiar tearful figure stood beside him, smiling and reaching out to him, but no matter how hard Enki tried, he still couldn't see his appearance clearly.

He is obviously a very important person, and he cannot be forgotten even after death, but now...

This is the first time that the beautiful heroic spirit has shown emotions other than a smile, which is enough to see how much Uruk has influenced him. Osamu Dazai thought for a moment, and decided to grasp all the memories of Enkidu in his dream first, and then guide him recall.

Of course, Osamu Dazai would not deny that this is clearly mixed with his bad taste. The fastest way to understand a person is to peek at the memory of the other person, so that he can fully grasp the other person.

but……

Dazai Osamu felt very puzzled, isn't the memory in the dream only realized by the servant and master with good compatibility.

Then the compatibility between him and Enkidu can't be said to be bad, but it is very, very, very bad, and how can it be connected to the memory of the other party? What kind of big bug is this!

"Let's go, it's getting late, I'll take you around the cafeteria."

"Master, but I don't need to eat."

"……I need to!"

You see, just two sentences can make Dazai very angry.

This level alone is enough, when walking all the way to the cafeteria, for some reason, batches of subordinates came to meet him, many of them were unfamiliar faces.

After seeing the cadre Osamu Dazai, he put his arms behind his back very vigorously, and shouted: "Mr. Dazai is good!"

Afterwards, he stared at Osamu Dazai—Enkidu behind him—with piercing eyes.

That's right, with the blushing and beating heartbeat, the small eyes that poked and poked the past secretly, and the fact that they were barely in front of Enkidu, the intentions of these subordinates were very obvious.

It was so obvious that Osamu Dazai was in a bad mood.

After a group of subordinates left ruthlessly, a new group of subordinates would soon be added, and there was no tendency to restrain themselves.

Some people even looked at Enki in a stupid way. If it weren't for Dazai Osamu's murderous eyes, he might still be immersed in the beauty of the prosperous age.

Originally, there was a follower behind him as if he was guarding the prisoner, and various people followed him along the way. Dazai Osamu was very upset. He blamed Enkidu for all the reasons, and stared depressedly. glanced at him.

"If you would keep a certain distance from me, this wouldn't happen."

The beauty blinked her eyes, tilted her head slightly, her ignorant eyes could hit everyone's heart, and Osamu Dazai seemed to understand the feelings of everyone at this moment.

"I have to protect you, Master, at all times. It is a very stupid judgment to keep a distance. Besides, as a servant, I can't stay away from your side."

"This is the port of Mafia, the defense is very strict, so you don't need to be so vigilant." Osamu Dazai wanted to say this, but it is more troublesome for servants to become spirit sons and disappear, especially for the class called Assassin. very dangerous.

Therefore, Osamu Dazai could only sigh silently, and stopped discussing the issue of distance.

When he was about to approach the cafeteria, Osamu Dazai was stopped by the oncoming figure. He was wearing a fashionable little vest and a black windbreaker on his shoulders. A certain orange-haired boy who had just been promoted to the cadre had his hands in his pockets, very Stylish, take a slow step.

After keeping a certain distance and standing still, he first glanced at Osamu Dazai who was facing him blankly, and then quickly shifted his gaze to Enkidu who was behind him indifferently, with a slight smile on his serious face: "The first How does it feel to live here for a day, did you sleep well last night?"

With a gentle attitude, he is completely gentlemanly and polite.

"Not bad." Enkidu also smiled back, a kind of smile from the bottom of his heart, similar to that of Gilgamesh, "But I'm sorry, I didn't sleep yesterday, so I can't answer your question."

Osamu Dazai froze, and suddenly had some bad premonition, but before he could stop it, he heard Nakahara Chuya frowned and asked, "Why? Are you not used to sleeping?"

"No." Enkidu replied briskly, "Last night I was in the Master's room all night, and I couldn't fall asleep."

"........."

The relaxation in the air seemed to freeze in an instant, suffocating to the extreme, and after hearing these words, Zhong Yuanzhong also petrified visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, the palm that Osamu Dazai stretched out to stop also stopped in mid-air, seeing that there was no hope, he turned to cover his forehead and took a desperate breath.

Ah... did you really say it outright, and still in such a suspicious tone!

"Too-zai-"

After lowering his arm, Osamu Dazai met Chuya Nakahara's terrifying expression like a ghost.

After learning some breaking news, Nakahara Chu couldn't restrain the burning anger in his heart, and glared at Osamu Dazai with a murderous look.

"You, you are really a scum that is worse than a beast!"

"It's only been one day, and you..." At this point, he took a deep breath, squeezed his black-gloved fist hard, and a strong killing intent burst out from his eyes.

"Give it to me - die!!"