retired from port today

Seeing that my face had returned to normal, Mori Ogai refused my request with a smile.

"Sorry Chiba-chan, it's really difficult now."

His eyes swept over me, and I turned my head to see a bunch of little skirts I bought for Alice.

I immediately understood.

You spent all the money from port Mafia on skirts!

"I see, sir. You are embarrassed by making such a request."

He smiled gratifiedly, "Oh, if only they were all as considerate as Chiba-chan."

Because of what he said to me, I put the dagger back in my hand.

In fact, during my time in Port Mafia, it was much easier than working in the Black Organization, at least in the Central Plains.

Thinking about it this way, I suddenly miss the days when I was with Chuya.

Mori Ogai walked up to me in a few steps, and with a very obscene smile in my opinion, he quietly stuffed something into my hand.

If I hadn't touched something paper in my hand, I almost couldn't help myself wanting to punch his hand.

Looking down, I said in surprise, "Boss, what is this?"

Mori Ogai blinked, "Chiba-chan is a girl after all, she should wear some pretty dresses, although I can't give you a raise."

On the one hand, I was moved, and on the other hand, I felt a little disgusted.

The [-] yen in my hand seemed to confirm the improper transaction I had with Mori Ogai.

Sure enough, you also know how hard it is to work under Dazai!This is my hush money.

"By the way, Dazai will trouble you in the future."

The smile on the corner of my mouth froze, "What is the retirement age of Mafia at the port?"

Mori Ogai's words are still in his ears, "Sorry, we don't have the term retirement here, and we don't pay insurance."

I:? ? ?

Your treatment is not very good. The black organization next door pays the insurance anyway. We are a formal enterprise.

I held the money in my hand and felt cheated.

"Please bring me three egg tarts and a cream cake." I pretended to be Mori Ogai, and under the complicated eyes of the cake shop clerk, I ordered some desserts.

Sure enough, only food and money can not live up to it.

I walked up to the counter and noticed the colorful desserts in the glass cases.

"Huh?" Hearing the movement next to me, I turned my head and saw a strangely dressed man with squinted eyes and a hat on his head. He looked young.

He was a little surprised when he saw me, as if he saw someone he knew.

I thought about it, and found that there was indeed no information about this man in my mind, so I turned to the waiter and said, "Please wrap up these macarons."

"Ah!" The man stopped staring at me, turned his head and saw the waiter put these macarons into my bag with heartache, and wailed, "The last macarons!"

I took the bag with a smile on my face: "Opportunities are only reserved for those who are prepared."

With that said, I walked towards the door.

After all, a strange man has been staring at me, no matter how I think about it, there is something wrong.

Although I am Mori Ogai now.

As soon as I stepped out of the door, a wave of heat rushed towards me. I hesitated between going back to the store and going home, but I still took a step.

The next second, my steps stopped.

Something stopped me from going forward and I turned back.

I saw the man who was still in front of the cabinet just now grabbing my sleeve and begging in his tone: "Madam, can I discuss something with you."

The man's voice was surprisingly nice, with a youthful feel to it.

The mood that was a little impetuous because of the weather suddenly relaxed, and my tone was soft, "What's the matter?"

The other party opened his eyes with seriousness in his eyes, "Can you give me your macarons?"

ha?

There was a moment of silence in the atmosphere.

It was only then that I realized, "Wait a minute, you call me Ms.?"

Does Mori Ogai look like a woman?

Until now, I still can't believe that he guessed my real identity.

He blinked, "I'm talking about your real identity under the supernatural power."

Ok.

It turned out to be really revealing.

I tentatively said: "I'm sorry to ask, what's your name? You don't have a brother named Dazai, do you?"

He shook his head, as if he had done something normal, "Anyone with a discerning eye can see your identity, right? Also, I don't have a brother named Dazai, my name is Ranpo, Edogawa Ranpo, look It looks very recognizable."

He seemed resentful that I had confused him with someone else.

"How about it, did you decide to give me the macarons!"

He was eager to try, really like a child begging for candy.

I couldn't bear it, and said, "No way!"

Not that I have no empathy.

Instead I was teaching him how to live as an adult!Chance doesn't favor you.

Well, I'm just a little upset because he exposed my identity. The most important thing is that he reminds me of someone.

The water freak who wears bandages every day.

"But I know there is another restaurant not far from here, which tastes better than here. How about we try that restaurant?"

Some of the autistic Edogawa Ranpo who was hit by the blow moved his ears and his eyes lit up, "Really?"

"Of course." I suppressed my urge to touch the other person's head, nodded, and said seductively, "Why, do you want to go with me?"

The other party nodded hurriedly, and couldn't help complaining when walking behind me: "By the way, can you stop pretending to be a man? When I talk to you, my neck hurts."

After he said that, I looked down at him for a while, and in his dissatisfied eyes, I became Suzuhara Chiba.

He was still looking up at me with disgust in his eyes.

"Ma'am, you are cheating like this."

I grinned at the corner of my mouth and took out my ID card. The photo on it showed what I looked like now, "No, that's what I used to be."

Ranbu squinted his eyes for a while, "Not only the appearance is fake, but even the name is fake?"

My body froze, I never expected him to see through to this point, "Okay, let's go, the sun is going down, it will be bad if the macarons are sold out."

Only then was Ranbu's attention diverted, and he hurried me to find the store.

however……

"Ranbu-jun, you have taken me to the same road three times. We should reverse our positions from time to time? After all, if you search like this, you can't even find a dessert shop when it's dark."

I don't know where the other party's self-confidence comes from, a road idiot dares to lead me here to find the way.

Maybe he really had a guilty conscience, he didn't say anything, but just handed over the position of leading the team to me.

I took his sleeve and started leading the way with great interest.

"Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I visited that store. They have more than just macarons, and all the desserts are delicious!"

"If you like desserts, there's absolutely nothing wrong with this place."

Hearing this, Ranbu was even more eager to try.

After half an hour.

"Where did I just say that? Oh yes, their egg tarts! Their egg tarts are very fragrant."

The two of us walked back and forth panting, the people behind stopped, and I also took a break, probably because of the topic, I clearly heard the voice from my stomach.

I lick my lips, I'm a little hungry.

"Huh? I seem to have seen this road before!" I turned my head, Luanbu was observing the street, and my suspicious eyes floated towards me, "Qianye, you are not a road idiot, are you?"

The look in his eyes made me feel insulted, and I retorted: "Don't look at me like that! Aren't you also a road idiot? What does this look mean? Hey!"

Ahhh, this look is really annoying!

"It means contempt." The other party didn't spare me any face, "Don't give directions to others, Lu Chi! Isn't this the blind leading the blind?"

I took a deep breath and suppressed my anger: "I suspect you are implicating me!"

The other party looked away and stopped looking at me, but said sarcastic words: "Be sure, it's not suspicion, I'm just saying that you are a blind man leading the way for the blind."

I was so angry that I glanced at the bag in my hand and my eyes lit up.

"Okay! Today is destined to be either you or me!"

After finishing speaking, I took out macarons under his suspicious eyes.

His expression became a little distressed, as if realizing what was about to happen.

"Ah, shut up!"

Then his voice slowed down a step, and when his last word fell, the macaron had already been stuffed into my mouth.

Seeing his gradually changing expression, I felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction in my heart.

It is more exciting than the feeling of assassinating Osamu Dazai.

Although such behavior is a bit naive.

"Ah ah macarons."

The other party looked sad, and those who didn't know thought he had lost something important.

"puff."

In such a sad atmosphere, the sound of laughing was very obvious and very ky.

Ranpo and I looked in the direction of the sound.

Ranbu's expression was a bit unfriendly.

I saw Osamu Dazai in black leaning on the pole, looking at us with a smile.

Obviously been here for a long time.

When I thought that my boss might have seen my Lu Chi appearance, I couldn't help but want to cover my forehead.

The dagger in my hand was ready to go, and I asked, "How long have you been here?"

Luanbu stared at the two of us, not knowing what to plan.

The man thought about it, and after a while he said, "It probably started when the man took you to dessert."

Hearing this, I retracted the knife again and breathed a sigh of relief.

I am not the only one who is ashamed, so I am relieved.

Then I received Ranbu's eyes of accusation.

Osamu Dazai looked at our movements, smiled for a while, looked up to see my serious gaze, and said with a smile in his tone: "Dessert shop, just turn right 100 meters ahead. I have seen you turn left three times , still wondering when you will find out."