But what did Dazai do wrong?

As the night fell, the dots of colorful lanterns were like candies scattered all over the ground, illuminating the nightless Tokyo city.

The guests wrapped in black disappeared into the crowd at night, the secret organization meeting in the lovers restaurant came to an end, and Gin was busy arranging the personnel responsible for the cooperation.

Riri Yamabuki plucked off the pink and white rose with dry and curly petals by his ear, and gently twirled it in his hand for a week.

"The scent of roses in that store is really too strong." Osamu Dazai complained and pulled his sleeves and sniffed, like a kitten who was so choked by the perfume that he couldn't help shaking his head and sneezing.

He leaned against Shan Chuili, the clean breath of ice and snow blowing away the rich fragrance of flowers, the clear and cold wind bypassed his throat, and his whole body lightened instantly.

"The flowers are withered." She handed the roses to Dazai Osamu, "The ones on the balcony can bloom at least until next month."

"What's the difference between withering next month and withering now?" Osamu Dazai picked up the dead branch and looked at it, then asked.

He never grows flowers. This kind of fragile, empty and beautiful creature cannot survive in the dark. No matter how meticulous the care is, it will only end in death.

The same goes for people.

Sunny, kind, and flower-like girls will be stained with mud a little bit around him, and eventually die because they can't adapt to the muddy soil.

And those who can adapt will become unrecognizable.

"Of course it's different." Riri Yamabuki said unhappily, "Withering next month means I have time to pluck them and make jam, and put them in the refrigerator to eat at least until next year."

You prodigal son.

She almost said it out loud.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

It was his fault that he was obsessed with comparing her with the "sunshine and kind girl like a flower", and almost forgot the bloody past when he and Riri Yamabuki were almost beaten into small pancakes when they first met.

She still needs black mud to dye?It would be considered merciful to dye Osamu Dazai into her shape otherwise.

"Don't be angry." Osamu Dazai leaned over cutely and coquettishly, "Let's go to the night market to eat flower cakes."

The summer night market in Tokyo is more lively than in Yokohama. The hawkers selling, the crowds together, and the children playing together outline the simplest and most beautiful fireworks world.

Riri Yamabuki saw such a scene once at the end of last year.

At the end of the year and the beginning of the new year, people who have been busy all year change into complicated kimonos and go to temple fairs to pay homage with joy.

Even the most dedicated killer in Hakata temporarily put up the wooden sign of being out of business and reunited with his family in front of the kotatsu.

Those who are still open during the New Year are mostly lonely and widows who have no one to spend the New Year with.

The lonely girl mingled among the bustling crowd of worshipers at the temple fair, exhaling cold white mist from her lips, her eyes indifferently sweeping across the unconscious target person in front of her.

The huge crowd can't make Riri Yamabuki lose his target, but the grandma with a stall on the side of the road can.

The grandmother who sold Yuanxiao rice wine kindly invited her to come and sit down: "Little girl, why are you alone? Where are your family members?"

"I'm going out to work." Riri Yamabuki stopped in her tracks. She didn't sit down, and answered Grandma's question very seriously, "My family... my guardian said that I should finish my work and ask a guard to go back."

"It's still so hard for those who celebrate the Chinese New Year. Your family is right, the guardian of this shrine is very effective." Grandma smiled and narrowed her eyes. "Go, the gods will bless you in the coming year."

There is no need for gods to bless her, even gods cannot kill her, and of course she will be safe and sound in the coming year.

Riri Yamabuki simply broke the target's neck and dragged him to hide in the deep forest behind the shrine.

"I'm here, so I'll ask for a guardian by the way." Andre Gide's instructions echoed in her ears again, "Do as the Romans do, who told you to stay in Japan this year and not come back to us. "

He is a guardian who talks about many things. If Riri Yamabuki was not a few years away from reaching adulthood when she met him, she would never let him take advantage of her seniority.

Riri Yamabuki put his hands in his sleeves and stood in front of a booth in a remote location.

"Happy New Year! We have safety wards, entrance wards, wealth wards, and love wards. Which one do you want?" the maiden with a bright smile asked kindly.

The black-haired girl looked at her blankly: You have so many supernatural abilities.

The God of Wealth and Yue Lao are the gods of two departments, right?What are people who come to this shrine to seek blessings?Are they shared believers?

"If you can't decide, how about trying your luck?" The witch took out a black box and shook it, "Let fate decide."

Destiny - a good helper for patients with difficult choices to escape from reality.

Riri Yamabuki put his hand into the box, and the moromi with a similar touch touched her fingertips. She never believed in these mysterious things, and instinctively took the one closest to her.

"It's the Amulet of Love!" Seeing the same branch of flowers entwined on the Amulet, the witch said with a smile, "Congratulations! Guests will definitely meet your romantic encounter in the coming year."

The witch praised sincerely: "You are the most beautiful person I have seen this year, and your relationship will definitely go smoothly!"

"Speaking of which, have you drawn your New Year's lottery yet?" She took out the bamboo tube as if conjuring, "It's my present for you."

Unable to resist her enthusiasm, Riri Yamabuki took the bamboo tube with both hands, shook it up and down twice, and a thin bamboo stick fell on the table mat.

"Lot No. 104." The maiden opened the small drawer containing the lottery release paper, found a folded white paper, and handed it over.

Riri Yamabuki unfolds the lottery paper little by little in front of the winter sun—【Big Ominous】

The black font hits head-on, and the signature is written very carefully:

[Great Evil]

Your fortune this year is very bad!There are terrible obstacles in the way of wealth, if you don't handle it well, you will inevitably encounter disasters, and your cherished family members may suffer losses as a result.

In love, you will meet a difficult partner who is gloomy and cold, with volatile personalities. Not only will you not be able to experience the sweet and warm atmosphere of normal love, but you may also encounter bloody cases, please be careful!

Does it mean that the shopping malls are both frustrated in love?It looks really miserable.

Riri Yamabuki can vaguely understand that the "blocker of wealth" refers to Mafia, the port of Yokohama, which is also her first target to solve in the coming year.

As for the person in love... She glanced at the "bloody case" written on the signature, her face full of indifference.

Anyway, she won't be the one who encounters the bloody case, and it's none of her business whether it's the "gloomy, cold, difficult person with a volatile personality".

Riri Yamabuki refolded the lottery paper calmly, and was about to put it in his pocket together with the mormori, when he suddenly felt something wrong with the touch of his fingertips.

She unfolded the release paper, peeled off the side of the white paper with her fingertips, and actually peeled off a thin layer.

"Huh?" The witch leaned over in surprise, "What's the matter? The two lottery release papers are under the same lottery."

"Does it mean that one is going to be voided?" Riri Yamabuki carefully peeled off the white paper that was tightly stuck to the previous one.

"No, it's not." The witch said with confusion, "If this is the case, we will think that the two lottery solutions correspond to the lottery drawn by the guest, and they are all correct solutions."

Riri Yamabuki unfolded the second piece of paper, and the words [Daji] in bright red were oncoming.

[Daikichi]

Your fortune this year is very good!It is nothing more than being favored by the gods!

Not only did he turn bad luck into good fortune and defeat the enemies blocking the way in terms of wealth, but he also had unexpected gains in love!

You will meet a lover who completely matches your aesthetics in appearance. Although the other person's personality may not be so caring, small challenges are undoubtedly the joy of life!You will have a wonderful love with unexpected surprises, please enjoy it!

One side is 【Great Misfortune】, and the other side is 【Great Fortune】.

The witch said: Both are correct!

It's all God's will!

If what she said is true, and this shrine is really as accurate as Grandma Yamashita said, then...

Riri Yamabuki held up two pieces of unwrapping paper at the same time, one black and one red, and the two extremes were on the same horizontal plane.

She wondered to herself:

"What kind of magical life will I encounter in the coming year?"