[Bungo Stray Dogs] On the Compatibility of Reaper and Black Slime

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"I can do it, don't worry about me." Sigma said stubbornly, with vacillating entanglement on her delicate face.

You don't want to be a mafia, but you want to help me, so cute, Sigma.

I laughed: "You don't need to intervene in the business of the Mafia, you have another job, which is to help me manage the business of my subordinates."

Sigma froze.

"You also know that I have a lot of part-time jobs, whether it is the mafia or the government. I have been given a lot of casinos, manors, and commercial facilities, but I am not short of money, so I just handed it over to others. It has been vacant for a long time. Now With Sigma here, I will take care of everything for you." I rubbed his hair with an affectionate tone.

"Sigma, please help me well. After all, you are my younger brother. I have no relatives and no reason. When you die, you will be the first heir. This is also your property."

"I won't die." Sigma said with a depressed face, "My brother is so strong, he won't die."

"Although I'm just a mortal...But, mortals also have things they want to protect." Sigma looked at me firmly: "I will do my best to protect everything my brother gave me."

...Why does he always feel like he's mortal?

This is the argument that I am still puzzled by. The memory is vivid, the appearance is exquisite and good-looking, and the ability is not bad. Why is Sigma always not confident?

"Okay, I won't die."

How could I die? I am the country's only transcendent, the international face of the Supernatural Secret Service, and the cash cow of the port mafia.

I'm still waiting for someone to apologize to me.

The two-year whitewashing period has now passed a year and a half.

Edogawa Ranpo said that Osamu Dazai would come to me in half a month, but I went away...

After getting off the plane, from a distance, I saw a mass of fiery Zhufa. The petite cadre leaned on the load-bearing pillar, saw my figure, stood up lazily, and walked over.

The first thing this guy said when he saw me was: "You've been in the desert for so long, why haven't you got a tan?"

My head was full of dark lines: "You delayed your business trip to pick up the plane just to see if I got tanned?"

"Huh? I just want to see if the cadres who have been hurt by love and go abroad to relax are not ridiculously haggard by the wind and sand." Zhong Yuan Zhongye said with a strange air: "You just walked away, all the work is under pressure. Sister Hongye and I are together."

Inexplicably, I felt guilty: "Didn't you earn a lot of money and send it back?"

"Can money help me write the documents?" Zhongyuan Zhong also snorted, and then complained to me: "After you left, not only have you lived more, but I don't know who planted a bomb on my favorite car, and I haven't caught it yet." To that nasty fellow."

I was silent for two seconds. To be honest, I think it was Osamu Dazai who did it.

Zhong Yuanzhong also noticed Sigma who was following me, and raised his eyebrows: "Who is this?"

"My brother, named Sigma, is smart." I introduced Sigma: "I plan to make him my subordinate, and I have already discussed with the leader."

"...Brother?" Zhong Yuan asked hesitantly.

Speaking of this, I am also very strange, Sigma is two and a half years old, 1.7 meters seven, and the next 21, 1.7 meters six.

It must be the curse of the broken umbrella back then. If I had known it would be so effective, I would rather be drenched in blood than open that umbrella.

Then I looked at Chuya Nakahara's height of 1.6 meters and balanced it.

Zhong Yuanzhong also became angry: "What impolite things are you thinking about?"

Should I be so sharp, I shrugged: "No, by the way, do you want to see the gift I brought you?"

"It can't be cheese again." Zhong Yuan was also suspicious.

"It's Romani in 87."

"Hello, really?" Zhong Yuanzhong was also excited: "Last year's auction sold 90 million of the 4000 years. How did you get so much money?"

He still remembers that I went to the desert because I was poor. In the past year, he has been asking me persistently and I haven't dug any oil.

"Zhong is also an expert in drinking, how can I lie to you." I swore: "Do you have no idea how much money I can make in the branch I opened? I contributed 65% of the profits of all branches, and I am a living cash cow Eh."

Every year, the gifts I receive are enough to buy seven or eight bottles of fine red wine.

"I'm not from the Finance Department." Zhongyuan Zhong also curled his lips: "Let's go, the leader has prepared a reception banquet for you, and reward our cash cow."

"Zhongye, if you're drunk and crazy today, I'll be jet-lagged and I won't be able to hold you back." I joked.

Zhong Yuanzhong also became angry with embarrassment: "It wasn't because of the Polish rectified vodka you asked for that time. Normally, I would never get drunk like that at all."

"Hahaha."

When I was laughing, I walked out of the airport, and when I was going to the car sent by the port mafia, I noticed a sight, upstairs not far from the airport.

I looked over, behind the glass, it was empty, there was nothing.

The mood was instantly depressed, I turned cold, let Nakahara Nakaya sit in the co-pilot, pulled Sigma into the back seat of the car.

Closed the door with a touch.

Sigma was puzzled, because apart from touching his head, I rarely had such physical contact with him.

I wrapped up my windbreaker: "It's nothing." The port mafia's planner is a waste, and the whereabouts of the cadres returning from business trips can be leaked.

I suppressed the trembling of the hand I kept in my pocket.

The inevitable thought came to mind that he was still alive... how wonderful.

More than 500 days.....This is the only time I got news about him. The investigations of the Supernatural Secret Service and the Port Mafia seemed to have disappeared. Osamu Dazai seemed to have evaporated from the world. No one could find him. I woke up in the middle of the night , always dreaming that he died somewhere in Yokohama.

I never had the habit of waking up at night before.

"Thin leaf is a big idiot, why do you listen to Rintaro!" Alice looked at the little skirt full of two boxes, made a fuss, and looked at me dissatisfied.

I blinked: "But they are all beautiful, and they are all traditional costumes that Yokohama does not have. Alice-chan can change one or the other."

"Stupid Rintaro will definitely force me to change it to him right away." Alice huffed.

Mori Ogai next to him smiled contentedly, and his whole body felt like his soul was flying to the sky: "Ah, Mr. Boba is really amazing."

...If it doesn't work, I can call the police for Alice.

"Why hasn't Alice grown up yet?" I wonder, has she been like this since four years ago?

Mori Ogai blinked: "Ah...this is a secret."

Mori Ogai's ability, shouldn't it make people stay young forever?Good to make legal loli?

Under my suspicious gaze, Mori Ogai coughed lightly, and whispered, "Alice is my humanoid ability."

All right......

The ability to create flesh-and-blood humans is cool, but using it to satisfy your own xp bosses is crumbs.

Although it is a supernatural ability, Alice obviously has her own personality.

"Mr. Thin Leaf, welcome back."

"Well, Akutagawa, I'm back." Akutagawa Ryunosuke has grown a lot taller, and he looks healthier, which is different from the fragile paper-like appearance when I first met him.

This kid, already the captain of the guerrillas, used his powerful abilities to frighten many enemies for the port mafia.

I said hello to my acquaintances, and I looked at the two young men behind Guangjin Liulang. One was wearing night clothes, covering his face tightly; I fell into silence.

Who are they?Can you come to my welcome banquet, are you a newcomer with great potential?

"This is Yin, and this is Tachihara Michizao. They are the ten leaders of my subordinates. Take them to recognize the boss." Guangjin Liulang introduced the identities of the two people intimately, and they are the younger generation that Guangjin Liulang loves.

I'm not familiar with Tachihara Michizo, but the young man looked very insolent, very mafia, silver... I was quite shocked, looked at Ryunosuke Akutagawa, and looked at silver.

Guangjin Liulang nodded.

Why does your brother have a small foreign skirt, and your night clothes are silver!Why are girls cooler than me?

I was shocked, I didn't understand, my idea of ​​Yin was still that limp little girl who nodded obediently when she supervised his brother to take the medicine.

After the welcome party, I went back to a villa in the center of Yokohama, where I asked Sigma to wait for me.

Pushing open the door, the house was quiet, I looked over, and Sigma was sitting on the sofa, burying her head in looking at the information about my private property that I asked the secretary to sort out, and she looked at it seriously.

"I'm back." I deliberately amplified my voice, and as expected, Sigma was startled, and then blushed, bewildered.

"Welcome back, brother."

Welcome back, Qianli.

I took off my coat and hung it on the coat rack, as if I could see the fluffy head lying on the sofa next to the door playing games when I turned my head, but when I turned around, it was not a sofa by the door, but a piece of decorated fake Bamboo, the sofa is very far away.

This house is a bit too big.

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The author has something to say:

Qianli was angry mainly because he saw the empty glass, and the rationality that he had cultivated for a year and a half disappeared when he knew that he was still alive.

We don't want cowards who don't even dare to show up to apologize!

Also, although we have been in the desert for a year and a half, we didn't get tanned!Refer to Sigma, in the original book, he not only basked in the desert, but was also traded as a slave, and his hair was smooth and beautiful.

Can the matter of the paper man be called a matter?

I was curious online, how did Tuo and Zai go to the toilet when they were in prison, if it was in a small space... purely transparent and monitored, ahem.

By the way, I'm a little curious, why some people say that Tuozai spent four years in prison?When I read the comics, it seemed that I had been squatting not long ago. After the co-killing was over, I was commended by the detective agency, and it seemed that it was less than a month before I was framed as the five evils of heaven and man?

Sitting in prison is really lustful, who doesn't like pure prison style?I was so high or low that Qianli went in and squatted for two days, and then came out after whoring a jumpsuit.