But what did Dazai do wrong?

Through the hazy smoke of hot coffee, Fyodor looked at the girl across the square table.

Very beautiful, rather coldly beautiful.The dark golden cat pupils give people a sense of distance intuitively, and looking at her is like being nailed to death in the pupils by an inhuman beast, suffocating beauty.

Very, very dangerous.

He looked at her, whether it was appearance or expression, it could only remind people of coldness, killing, death and fearlessness.Anyone can grasp from the first impression what a good mercenary she is, what a terrible and invincible enemy she is.

Only, don't treat her as a soft lover.

For a moment, Fyodor even suspected that an intelligence dealer from Shinjuku had sold him fake products.

——Osamu Dazai is really in love with her?

——Has his life ideal changed from suicide to love killing?

In line with the in-depth study of human nature, Fyodor tried to apply the details of the couples he had seen to get along with Riri Yamabuki.

The young girl lay on her lover's lap, begging for a cherry from her lover's hand softly and coquettishly... No, OOC is too much, there is no such thing as coquettish in Riri Yamabuki's character design.

Change it: Osamu Dazai is lying on Yamabuki Riri's lap, like a fluffy animal, with his head rubbing around, sticky, asking his girlfriend to feed him a red cherry... There is no violation, quickly dismantle the camera Lose!

Fyodor took a sip of his coffee, confident that he'd nailed this misplaced romance.

"You've been looking at me for a long time." Shanbuki Riri took a feather cat teaser and swipe the tip of a raccoon cat's nose, causing the cat to sneeze, "Aren't you going to run?"

"Where can I go?" the thin Russian youth asked softly, "There are brown bears living in the forests of Russia, and the prey they stare at will die at the moment of escape. Even if they pass by the water or climb through the jungle , fled until the heart jumped out of the throat, and the predators still kept a close eye on its prey."

It's not polite to use a brown bear as a metaphor for girls, but Riri Yamabuki didn't refute it.

She looked at Fyodor without killing intent, even peacefully, half of her thoughts were on the cat struggling to reach its feathers, and half of her thoughts were on what to order for takeaway tonight.

It's hard to imagine that this is exactly the working state of Riri Yamabuki.

She never misses an assassination attempt, and a target who is so sensitive that even the wind blowing over her skin will cause red spots can't detect the slightest bit of killing intent on her body.

A working robot that truly treats work as work and does not involve any personal emotions.

"Do you have a last word?" Riri Yamabuki pinched the tips of the tabby cat's white ears, and the soft white hair stood up like a small antenna, "I can wait for you to finish this cup of coffee."

Fyodor finds it very interesting: "We have no grievances—the port Mafia has a high price?"

"No one placed an order." Riri Yamabuki lazily raised his eyes and looked at him.

"It's just to make your boyfriend happy."

What the hell, this villainous couple.

"You don't quite resemble the person in Nikolai's mouth." Fyodor put down his coffee cup and said calmly, "In his eyes, you look like an impersonal monster who follows a set of weird logic and is self-willed."

Riri Yamabuki asked suspiciously: "Who is Nicholai?"

Fyodor: ... Where are the acquaintances you promised?How about getting the coffin for free by reporting your name?

As smart as he thought for a second, he tentatively said, "Do you know Nikolai Vasilyevich Gogol Yanovsky?"

Riri Yamabuki: "!"

The familiar long name that she can't remember at all is her long-lost acquaintance, that's right.

Knowing the name does not mean that the person in front of him is really closely related to Gogol, Riri Yamabuki asked carefully: "Excuse me, what is your full name?"

"?" Fyodor replied despite his doubts, "My name is Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoyevsky."

Familiar length, familiar complexity, familiar mouth twist.

Riri Yamabuki: Okay, she believes that they are destined to be confidants and family members.

"Did Gogol realize his dream?" Riri Yamabuki was unavoidably curious after not seeing him for a long time, "Which circus is willing to provide him with a job as a clown and magician?"

Fyodor: KOno circus da!

... Bah, there is no circus, no circus, they are a serious behind-the-scenes organization, not a comedian debut.

"Gogol didn't join the circus," Fyodor said in the words of a tenth-level research scholar of "The Art of Language", with a serious and credible tone, "he has become a solo performing artist and is on a world tour. Maybe go to Yokohama to perform."

"Individual performance artist... sounds quite free, and it suits him very well." Riri Yamabuki stared at the withered yellow leaves outside the window. looking at her.

"Then, what's the matter with you waiting here for me?" Riri Yamabuki turned sideways, looking at Fyodor for the first time.

Fyodor knew that she would not try to kill him again—at least not today.

The clown who is keen on lying and deceiving people is honest once in a while. He and Riri Yamabuki are really acquaintances, so familiar that she can put down her murderous intentions and turn the death notice into a menu for cat cafe afternoon tea.

"Is it okay?" Fyodor smiled, "Just let me go like this, won't Dazai-kun be angry?"

His face was pale and thin, and he spoke softly, as if he was really worried that his presence would cause a pair of lovers to quarrel.

The seeming concern in the eyebrows and eyes can make anyone who still has a conscience reluctant to anger him, and turn to condemn a certain boyfriend who is not there: so cruel!Let others risk their lives to make him happy!

Tall, really tall, he deserves to be a dangerous person who can be evenly matched with Osamu Dazai, and his green tea skills are not inferior at all.

From the fact that Riri Yamabuki likes Osamu Dazai very much, it can be accurately concluded that she eats this kind of thing very much.

Fyodor was sure he would walk out of the cat café unscathed.

"I'm here to seek a possibility of cooperation." Fyodor clasped his fingers together, "We have a common enemy."

He doesn't believe that Riri Yamabuki is really helping the port Mafia.Fyodor knew from the first moment he saw her: this was an untamed beast, and Mori Ogai would never be able to hold her reins.

Fyodor believed that Osamu Dazai could see it too. He guessed that he was setting traps carefully, trying his best to tame the beautiful beast, and using all means to put himself on the gambling table.

Since Osamu Dazai can, why can't he?

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Riri Yamabuki stirred the marshmallow in the coffee cup with a silver spoon, but didn't say a word, as if he was distracted and didn't hear his bewitching words.

Silence is sometimes one of the answers.

"I think it's the wrong timing. Indeed, it's not good for you to cooperate with me at this stage." Fyodor pushed the cubes of sugar to Yamabuki Riri, and said gently: "It's okay, today will be our formal We know each other, see you in the future.”

He picked up the white velvet hat that was placed aside and put it on, went to the counter to pay without haste, and pushed open the glass door with the wind chime on it.

Until the figure disappeared at the corner of the street, Riri Yamabuki's lowered eyelids didn't lift a bit.

She let Fyodor go.

In the cold winter, the coffee gets cold very quickly, the marshmallow is stirred until half sticky and becomes a fuzzy ball, and there is no heat rising from the brown cup surface.

Riri Yamabuki let go of the silver spoon and let it fall into the bottom of the cup with a crisp sound, a troubled look appeared on his indifferent face.

Things are going out of control.

She originally planned to take the head of the devil mouse and go back to make her boyfriend happy, and by the way, use this as an excuse to erase the family conflicts that may have been caused by her second entry into the cat cafe. Who would have thought that the devil Fyodor was actually Gogol's friend.

The relationship between Riri Yamabuki and Gogol is so wonderful that even Gogol himself didn't know it, and she was very grateful to him for a time.

"Good job, Yamabuki. It's time for the medical examination, so go."

A cold hand patted the girl's shoulder, and the spotless white coat fell down, revealing the delicate mechanical watch on her wrist.

The closed door was opened, Riri Yamabuki bid farewell to the head of the action team, and followed the signs to the medical examination room.

Tasks, training, physical examination, rest, every minute and every second of every day are allocated precisely. Walking in the pure white corridor, even the distance spanned by the steps must be fixed in microns.

Walking through this corridor and stepping into the doctor's laboratory, it happened to be exactly one hour.

The doctor has an incomprehensible obsessive-compulsive disorder. The young Ritsuri Yamabuki couldn't understand his pursuit of the whole point, but since it was an order, she just had to follow it, and she didn't need to think about the reason.

"Hey, caged bird, hello, are you working diligently for the person who feeds you today?"

The lively but eerie voice of the boy came from the other side of the glass wall.

Riri Yamabuki has passed by here many times. She knows who the white-haired boy behind the glass wall is, but she only knows that they are not familiar with each other at all, and they have not even done a mission as a team.

Your best bet is to ignore him and walk into the doctor's lab at the appointed time.

Like a ghost, Riri Yamabuki stopped in his tracks.

"You are the one locked up." For the first time, without orders or instructions, she countered in a slightly childish way, "Gogol."

It seems that the parts that are tightly embedded in the machine are stuck, the established program breaks the cycle, the hour hand turns an extra half frame, and everything is wrong.

Stopping to chat with Gogol wasted time, and the doctor was very upset that the rules of the hour were broken. He rarely smiled at Riri Yamabuki, and indifferently directed her to go through the medical examination process step by step.

The girl sat on the edge of the operating table and swayed her legs slightly. Her inhuman dark golden pupils followed the doctor without blinking.

The man in the white coat looked back at her, with fanaticism and fear intertwined in his eyes, all covered under the protective color of indifference.

The doctor is afraid, Ritsu Yamabuki is ideal, he has always been like this, he orders me, and fears me at the same time.

Whether he walks into the laboratory at the prescribed time or breaks his rules, the only difference is whether he is happy or unhappy on the surface, only fear never changes.

[A person who fears me, why should he order me? 】

Such thoughts are fleeting.Riri Yamabuki could have left the laboratory long ago, she could, because there is no one here who can keep her.

But why go?Where can I go and do something after I leave?The young girl doesn't understand that she has lived step by step for more than ten years, and she is not very dissatisfied with her life.

But Gogol's words were like a thorn in her heart.

"A caged bird", why did he describe her like that?She is clearly very free, the most free in the whole laboratory, she doesn't have to be locked in a confinement room, she has been to all over the world for the mission, doesn't this meet the human definition of "freedom"?

【"People who don't even have self-awareness can't fly into the narrow sky without being locked in a cage."】

The boy's words echoed in his ears over and over again, Riri Yamabuki chewed on the words "self-awareness", suspected that Gogol was scolding her, and felt empty in his heart.

What is she missing?

Riri Yamabuki took on more tasks than usual.He was angry with Gogol, and he was angry with herself.She ran around the world, stayed longer and longer in the city after the task was completed, and returned to the laboratory on a dead line, as if this could prove her freedom—even if other experimental subjects stayed for half an hour longer, The Doctor will punish them mercilessly.

Only her, only her, the doctor would even smile and ask her if she had a good time, and if she would like to take a break before going to the next task.

"Doctor." One day, Riri Yamabuki couldn't help asking, "Aren't you worried that I won't come back?"

"How come?" The man smiled and waved his hands, "Shanbuki, Xiaoshanbuki, where else can you go besides here?"

A bird kept in a cage... no matter how long or far it flies... the moment the whistle sounds... it is thrown back into the cage...

"Miss Yamabuki, the information is wrong, the target has already evacuated." The assistant in the headset said anxiously, "Please go back to the base first, and wait for our intelligence personnel to deal with the follow-up."

"I'm going to stay here for a while." Riri Yamabuki stood in the living room of the empty house and turned off the headset.

When it was replaced by other experimental subjects who were suddenly self-willed, the support staff had already urged the bracelet worn by the experimental subjects to punish them severely with electric current.Ke Shanbuki Riri never wore this thing, and the punishment of the electric current was as ridiculous as drizzle to her, so the support staff could only take a deep breath and beckon their companions to go back first.

"It's okay, Ms. Yamabuki will come back by herself, just like she used to." He said on the public channel, leading people to evacuate the house that the owner had already left.

Riri Yamabuki's mission is to assassinate a scholar who left Russia with scientific materials.He lived in this house with his wife and children incognito, until someone tipped off the news and managed to escape with his family before the laboratory came.

They left in a hurry with only a few necessities, and the living room was fully furnished enough to move in with their bags.

Cozy, life-like home.Riri Yamabuki walked up to the second floor, the old stairs creaked under her feet, and there were flowers and suns drawn by children with crayons on the banisters of the stairs.

There are three rooms on the second floor, and on one of the doors there is a big sign [Welcome to Piggy's Dreamland] written in immature strokes.

The words are ugly, and there are even spelling mistakes, but no one cares about this, the innocent and romantic feeling is enough to soften a hard-hearted heart into a ball of soft water.

Riri Yamabuki carefully pushed open the door of the children's room. She stood on tiptoe to avoid stepping on the crayons and drawing paper all over the floor, and looked around quietly.

In this room lived a little dreamer, a great future poet.

On the desk was a thick collection of handwritten poems that didn't rhyme, the script was crooked, and the pages were glued together with biscuit crumbs.

Riri Yamabuki turned over the page with the bookmark, it was the last poem written by the child before he left.

I have a bird with red tail feathers and a sharp beak.

I tore bread for it, gave it water, and hollowed out the cotton from the pillow to make a nest for it.

I have raised it for a long time and never let it fly.

Dona next door said let it fly, if it loves me, it will come back to me again.

Mom said let it fly, I will give it food, and it will come back to me when it is hungry and thirsty.

I ask it, will you come back to me?

Its sharp beak pierced my fingers, and it tore off its red tail feathers and threw them on the bottom of the cage.

It can't wait to get out of the narrow cage and rush into the dark clouds of lightning and thunder in the sky.

Then I knew that even if lightning split its body, it would never return to my cage.

Drop pop.

The showers wet the window sills, and the curtains flutter in the wind. From pattering to pouring rain, the weather in this small marginal city is changeable.

In the house that had long lost its popularity, the person standing by the window quietly closed the handwritten poetry collection, and put it back on the desk neatly.

"I should read more poems." The girl standing in front of the desk muttered to herself, "Go to the bookstore and buy some... Do I have money?"

It seems not, working for the laboratory is pure white labor.

Why on earth did she think that life like that was all right?Be blinded like a little fool.

"It's a big loss." Shanbuki Riri put the broken hair behind his ears, and the headset fell to the ground and was crushed into a fine powder.

She opened the window, and the wind blew her black hair, and the girl jumped into the rainstorm.

Between lightning and thunder, she rushed to pay for the sins under the wind and snow.

"I owe Gogol a favor."

Riri Yamabuki said to Osamu Dazai: "Majin Fyodor is Gogol's friend, and this is the whole reason why I let him go."

As expected by Riri Yamabuki, her boyfriend found out about her second entry into the cat cafe, and the stingy Zaimi became a blowfish on the spot.

"I didn't go to cat cafes just to masturbate cats, and I definitely don't mean that wild cats are easier to masturbate than you." Riri Yamabuki raised his hands in surrender, "The defendant applied for 10 minutes of defense time."

The judge nodded his head angrily, with an expression that I see what excuses you can find.

"I met Fyodor at the cat cafe." Riri Yamabuki paused, "Originally, I wanted to grab his head to cheer you up."

"Originally?" Osamu Dazai pursed his lips and said displeasedly, "It turned out that Riri-chan let him go, then sat in a cat cafe and played with cats all afternoon, and tried to pretend that nothing happened in front of me?"

Damn, as long as you have something to do with the devil, nothing good will happen!He chose to meet at the cat café because he was definitely trying to scare him!

A mouse mixed with cat coffee is not afraid of being bitten, Osamu Dazai thought viciously.

"I thought I cleaned it very well." Riri Yamabuki wondered, lowered his head and patted the corner of his skirt, "Can you really find cat hair? Which cat can shed hair so well?"

It's not the fur, it's the smell.

Osamu Dazai was unexpectedly sensitive to the smell of Riri Yamabuki, and his intuition would make him vigilant if there was anything wrong with it.

He smelled an extremely unpleasant smell on his girlfriend, which was cloudy, cold and hypocritical, like the smell left by a mouse with malicious intentions.

"Why did Riri-chan let him go?" Osamu Dazai asked.

He has many answers in his mind.Fyodor is very, very cunning. If he took the initiative to show up in front of Riri Yamabuki, he must have found a way to escape unscathed. Osamu Dazai did not expect anyone to kill Fyodor from the beginning.

What he was curious about was Riri Yamabuki's reason for letting Fyodor go, and what the cunning mouse had said to her.

Osamu Dazai remembers very clearly that Riri Yamabuki said that her ideal type is "a beautiful boy with a slender, weak and melancholy personality".

Unfortunately, Fyodor fits this criteria quite well.

Osamu Dazai and him looked at each other with distaste, which is not because of the collision of human design.

Those who take away their wives will not share the same hatred.

Osamu Dazai's mind has opened up to areas beyond the reach of Riri Yamabuki. She doesn't know that her boyfriend has always speculated about Fyodor with the greatest malice, and she doesn't know how weak the tea in Fyodor's tea is. Bai Hua is also a seeded player with a little boy face.

The sinister confrontation between the two men, the straight girl of steel was unaware.

"Why did you let him go...that's another story." Riri Yamabuki said thoughtfully, "Did I tell you that I have a friend in Russia with an unusual relationship."

"...No." Osamu Dazai smiled, "I'm so curious, please tell me, sister."

A friend with an unusual relationship, who is it?

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Facing Osamu Dazai's wonderful expression with a hidden knife in his smile, Riri Yamabuki briefly talked about the past of her acquaintance with Gogol.

Osamu Dazai never imagined that in this threesome story, there is actually a fourth person!

Still a person who may or may not hold the script of Bai Yueguang!

"Gogol is quite white, but what is white moonlight?" Riri Yamabuki wondered, "Is it because I haven't kept up with the times?"

Wait, she seems to have seen this term in love textbooks, Bai Yueguang refers to...

"Bai Yueguang is his first love, the one who is as hopeless as the bright moon in his heart."

Osamu Dazai didn't know Gogol, but this didn't stop him from writing the name at the top of the most wanted list with a frenzied warning in his mind, bolding it in red, and drawing two black lines fiercely on it.

"Is that so?" Riri Yamabuki nodded thoughtfully. Every day she was with Dazai Osamu, she could learn new knowledge. Being in love makes people knowledgeable.

"That means..." Ritsuri Yamabuki suddenly realized, "Dazai is my white moonlight—well, that's right, you are very white, very moonlight."

The little boy with a light wallet at the end of the month is called Bai Yueguang for short.

"...What?" Osamu Dazai tied Gogol Wuhuada to the frying pan in his mind and pressed the pause button after knowing it.

He blinked, as if he didn't understand: "What did Lili sauce say?"

"My first love, who else could it be but you?"

Riri Yamabuki hooked Osamu Dazai's chin: "What's going on in your head? Gogol and I haven't seen each other for three years."

Gogol is an artist who dedicates his life to clown magic, falling in love will only delay his circus performance.

"Having not seen each other for three years is not the reason why he didn't threaten." Osamu Dazai said with a sense of crisis.

"My childhood sweetheart, Tianxiang lost to Zhuma—no, if he appeared now, he would be regarded as Tianxiang. Tianxiang plus Zhuma is the legendary invincible 'Tianma', the top male lead configuration that instantly kills all spare male partners."

Osamu Dazai spoke eloquently: "Hasn't Riri-chan ever read a girl manga? A person like this is either the ultimate male lead or a super boss. It must be killed in the bud early, so as to avoid future troubles forever."

He knows a lot, all of which are in the blind spots of Shanbuki's law.

Senior girl manga research scholar, so terrifying!