The bosses cry and put down the butcher knife

At that moment, Sigang Muhang's face became very ugly.

Oda Miyuki didn't notice, her eyes were completely attracted by her boyfriend who appeared out of nowhere - and because she was frightened, her heart was jumping crazily at this moment.

"Dazai!" Because she was scared to death, she completely abandoned the previous honorific, "You, is your personality invisible?!"

"No. Although I've heard of people with this kind of personality," Osamu Dazai said innocently, "But I called your name, but Miyuki-chan was chatting with friends, and she didn't seem to hear my voice."

Oda Miyuki: "...Huh? Really?"

Osamu Dazai nodded affirmatively: "Yes."

Sincere and innocent in tone and expression, it looks convincing.

So Oda Miyuki thought for a few seconds and felt a little guilty.

"If that's the case, I'm sorry." She scratched her head, "I also trouble you to buy clothes for me."

"Miyuki-chan, you're welcome, your clothes are my clothes, and—"

"Crackling."

An ear-piercing rubbing sound interrupted the black-haired young man's unfinished words.Oda Miyuki turned his head and found that Shigaraki was staring at the table, as if in a trance.And on the wine glass in his hand, a meandering crack appeared.

A few seconds later, the unfinished liquid in the cup gurgled out along the cracks in the cup wall.

"Small turn?"

She subconsciously called out the other person's name, and wanted to go over to check the situation, but found that Osamu Dazai was standing in that position.

"Oda Fuka--"

"Ah, this gentleman's cup is cracked, it's a bit troublesome."

Oda Miyuki was in a daze, she suspected that she was hallucinating just now - just a few seconds ago, Shigaraki seemed to call her full name.

But since their reunion, they have been addressing each other with their childhood habits.

Before she could react, a slight temperature suddenly fell on her shoulders.The girl turned her head subconsciously, and saw her boyfriend's face getting closer: "Miyuki, can I trouble you to go to the front desk and buy me a cup of signature coffee?"

This distance is a bit close, but it does not break through the comfort zone between people.Before Oda Miyuki's brain could catch up, he was distracted by this sudden request: "Huh?"

Osamu Dazai sighed, and pointed to the cup in front of Shimura Zhuanka: "Your friend's cup cracked. Although I don't know the reason, I guess you have to pay for it. But in this store, it might be a little troublesome."

Oda Miyuki: "Trouble?"

"It is said that each of the cups in this store is custom-made. You can observe the handle of the cup. The patterns are somewhat different between any two cups."

The young man stood up straight and put his hands back into his pockets: "I have encountered this situation in Yokohama before. At that time, besides losing money, the neighbors also filled out a long questionnaire. It seems to be about the opinions of the store. Yes, I wrote it for at least ten minutes."

"Each custom-made cup like this should not be cheap. The main reason is that there are no universal models on the market."

He said with a sigh: "If the situation here is similar, we can't leave your friend behind, why don't we drink something else—the signature coffee is sweet, you can try Shenxue sauce."

When Osamu Dazai was speaking, his eyes would fall on Shigaraki Hang from time to time, obviously speaking for the other party.

The blue-and-white-haired youth didn't make another sound, and didn't even look at Osamu Dazai.Oda Miyuki felt that something was wrong with him, recalling the situation just now, it seemed that the cup broke.

Maybe something personal happened?Oda Miyuki thought.She wanted to comfort the other party, but she didn't know what to say.

After all, they haven't seen each other for ten years, and they don't know anything about each other's experiences over the years.

"That is to say, I went to buy coffee and then called the front desk?" Finally the girl asked.

"Bingo." Osamu Dazai snapped his fingers and said with a smile, "If Miyuki wants to drink anything, let's buy it too, I'll treat you."

Oda Miyuki did not refuse, and took another look at his former little friend.However, the other party didn't give her the slightest look, as if she was completely immersed in her own world.

What has Xiaozhuan experienced all these years... The girl sighed in her heart, and then walked towards the front desk on the other side of the store.

Osamu Dazai stared at her as she walked away, and after a while turned his head to the other side, looking at the young man who had been silent since the cup was broken.

Then he spoke suddenly.

"You can't use your personality, you can't destroy everything in front of you, and you can't even vent your malice. Isn't this feeling painful, Shigaraki-kun?"

Dazai Osamu's tone was floating, his tone was almost talking to himself, without any emotional fluctuations.It seems that as long as there is a little bit of noise, it can be completely swallowed by the air:

"Which is more unbearable than the pain of getting your personality?"

However, when it was clearly passed into the ears of the young man with blue and white hair, it was like a nuclear bomb exploded.

The dead handle wooden hanger suddenly raised its head!

"You... what are you... killed you, killed you, killed you..."

His facial features twisted almost instantly, and his sclera and pupils shrank to the limit.After this young man appeared, because the original plan was interrupted, and the rationality that was hovering on the edge of seeing the intimacy between the two of them completely broke at this moment!

If the store was not empty enough, the few customers who were sitting nearby had left suddenly a few minutes ago—if someone approached their position at this moment, it would probably be because of the fear and suffocation feeling like facing a demon, Scream, or faint instantly.

"It's a pity..." Osamu Dazai said.

His expression showed apathetic indifference, and he lingered at the front desk for a moment from the corner of his eye. In his iris-colored pupils, there was a darkness deeper than hell and hell: "If it wasn't here, just now, you would have died 300 years ago." Many times."

When he said this number, his tone did not fluctuate in the slightest.It seems that this is not an exaggerated expression, but the whole truth.

Or, indeed, the truth.

"Hang, calm down!"

In the next second, a figure wrapped in black shadow appeared behind Sigangmuhang as if it had suddenly emerged from the air.

Osamu Dazai did not show any surprise, he was thinking about something with his eyes half down.The human figure made of black mist came to the side of Sigang Muhang, stared at the opposite person nervously, and then looked at the black-haired young man—it was a glance.

"Port Mafia?"

After a moment of silence, Black Mist asked.

Osamu Dazai looked at the other party at the same level, did not show that fake frivolous smile, and did not answer.

However, the black mist has already got the answer, and at the same time, one thing is clear - this is not the enemy that the "enemy alliance" should face, and it is neither necessary nor sufficient to win.

The other party didn't hide his malice. When he looked at the dead handle wooden hanging, it was like looking at a dead person.

But for some reason, he... didn't intend to make a move.

So Black Mist finally remained silent, and firmly grasped the arm of the current leader of the enemy alliance.Then, with the dead handle wooden hanging who calmed down a little, but his eyes were still full of malice, he disappeared into an unnoticed corner of the shop.

It's as if nothing happened, except for a glass with a crack.The wine dripped down the edge of the table, and soon it was all gone.

So, when Oda Miyuki came over with a drink in one hand and brought the clerk at the front desk, he saw Osamu Dazai change a table and sit on the side of the seat adjacent to before.

"Dazai?" She walked over, "Xiao Zhuan... where is my friend?"

The young man didn't answer immediately, he pointed to the bottom of the cup behind him, and looked in her direction.

... At that moment, Oda Miyuki suddenly remembered that when she first met, she picked up a bloody young man in black in the grass by the side of the road.

When the other party opened her eyes and met her eyes, her brain eroded by "personality" still captured something that could be called "a glimpse".

But she couldn't recall what it was.

"I'm sorry, Miyuki." When Oda Miyuki was about to walk in front of him, Dazai Osamu said, "The gentleman answered the phone suddenly, and then hurriedly ran away from there."

He pointed to one of the two doors in the store, which happened to be far from the front desk.

"Hey, is it?" Oda Miyuki was stunned for two seconds, then thought for a while, "It seems that there is really something...I'll send an email to ask later."

She thought of the other party's obviously out of state appearance, and had some guesses in her heart.

Then the girl came to her senses and looked at the service staff behind her: "Ah, if Xiao Zhuan is not here now, that cup..."

"I suddenly remembered, if I have a consumer gold card in the store, can I be exempted from this compensation?"

Oda Miyuki was just about to struggle with the question of "what to do when the master is gone", when a strange card was held in an overly slender hand, and it was handed out from behind her.

Oda Miyuki looked up and saw her boyfriend's face close at hand.This delicate face looked at her for two seconds, and then smiled.

The waiter standing in front suddenly took half a step back, and the high-heeled shoes under his feet made a "click".When Oda Miyuki turned his head again, he saw that the other party took the card, and then bowed deeply:

"Please wait a moment, we need to review it here."

Oda Miyuki didn't have time to say anything, or even react, when he saw the young waiter stepping on high heels, walking back the same way quickly and steadily.

Osamu Dazai stepped back a little, and brought the distance between the two back to the safety line.One hand took the drink in her right hand, pulled out the straw and tied it open: "It really works, if I knew it was so convenient..."

Oda Miyuki stared at him blankly.

A few seconds later, she suddenly came back to her senses, and grabbed the young man's arm: "Dazai, what happened just now?"

Why did she feel that in only a dozen seconds, the plot flew to a place she couldn't understand.

Osamu Dazai sipped his coffee, and at the same time took the cup in her hand, and put it on the table: "I forgot I still had that card with me, it seems to be a member of this store or something. A few years ago I A friend often orders coffee in the store, and writes down a list after buying.

Later, the store launched a reward activity, and issued a card to the customer who made the most purchases, and one was given to me. "

Oda Miyuki didn't feel right: "The things they bought are stuck with you?"

Osamu Dazai blinked: "Because we are good friends, that's how friends want to be kind and help each other."

Oda Miyuki: "..." There seems to be no problem?

"So, where is Miyuki planning to go next?" Osamu Dazai drank the glass to the bottom, as if drinking water, "I remember you said before that you came to the store to find your neighbor, right?"