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

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"If the mouse wants to attack Yokohama, it must first defeat the three-hour concept, otherwise Yokohama is almost monolithic."

So, is the first step of the Rat of the Dead House's plan to attack the three quarters?The Supernatural Secret Service barely shows up, and can only provoke armed detective agencies and the port mafia.

The problem is that the armed detective agency exists to take over dangerous cases that the military and police cannot handle. The port mafia is the dark side of Yokohama. There are too many designs in justice, politics, and economy. What is the conflict between these two?

"I can only see the tricks." Osamu Dazai's complexion is not good. He knows that the mouse is plotting, but he can only passively defend. This makes Osamu Dazai very unhappy: "Does Qianli know his position?"

I shook my head.

"Have you ever thought about how I became aware of the danger and quickly joined the Supernatural Secret Service." Osamu Dazai held his chin, "It was a powerful superhuman who helped me."

"Could it be Natsume Soseki?" I was taken aback.

So, was Natsume Soseki the one who saw my abilities first?

"That's right, it was his help." Osamu Dazai nodded: "Qianli never thought about it, since the Supernatural Secret Service Division has the means to stabilize supernatural beings, why isn't it popularized?"

I didn't want to mention the legacy of my own family, so I said hastily: "Because I left a lot of data in the Supernatural Secret Service Division when I was young, after transformation, my physique is biased towards their perfect experimental body."

"Don't you know all of this?"

I should have forgotten the memory of six years ago, but the shallow impression left in my mind was awakened by Sigma's ability.

The conversation between Osamu Dazai and the mysterious man mentioned my past.

Osamu Dazai smiled: "I didn't mean to go through a thousand miles of sad things, I just mentioned it casually, and it's all over."

He got back to business: "Natsume Soseki has positioned you as the guardian of the three quarters."

Guardian, me?

The executive officer of the Supernatural Secret Service, the cadre of the port mafia, and... the friend of the Armed Detective Agency?

I thought of the contract that separated me from the Port Mafia and the Supernatural Secret Service. There was no mention of the Armed Detective Agency. In other words, Mori Ogai ordered me to be okay with the Armed Detective Agency.

"There are also lovers. As for the contract, it will be made up soon." Dazai Osamu added shamelessly to what I was thinking: "The three-minute concept will be officially put into operation after I join the Armed Detective Agency."

There was a halo of confidence in the youth's eyes.

"Besides, there is Natsume Soseki's shadow behind Mimic, because as Twilight's armed detective agency, it was too weak at the time."

There is neither anyone nor my support, and the relationship with me is just the friendship with Edogawa Ranpo Schrödinger.

The addition of Osamu Dazai allowed the Armed Detective Agency to become a twilight on par with the other two.

As for Oda Sakunosuke?How many people are counting him, just because he is a friend of Osamu Dazai, who can persuade Osamu Dazai to leave the port mafia.

Mori Ogai terminated the plan because of me, but the rats in the house of death were scheming behind the scenes, even Natsume Soseki was involved.

After thinking about it carefully, I feel a little cold in my heart. His survival is just a happy accident.

"Aren't you still whitewashing?"

"Isn't this going to be finished soon?" Osamu Dazai blinked: "There is still a month at most, and I have a new job."

He was a little helpless: "After all, Mr. Sen can squeeze people too much, and I have a lot of things on my hands."

I nodded.

As for myself?The darkness on my hands was slowly washing away after I joined the Supernatural Secret Service Division. Now I am just the port mafia managing White's business, and I am not contaminated with superfluous things.

Moreover, I have also participated in so many tasks of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, and I have made a lot of achievements. It is not easy to arrest me.

"I'm going to the Armed Detective Agency, are you going?" I thought of the white-haired boy Atsushi Nakajima who was taken away by Ranpo Edogawa. Yan's.

This is interesting, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko is dead, who killed an ice-type supernatural user in Singapore last week?

If not, the tiger-formed supernatural being, the one who asked Shibusawa Tatsuhiko to ask the Rat of the House of Death to find him, is also very interesting.

Osamu Dazai shook his head: "Until the cleansing is over, I cannot appear in the outside world."

"Then you still come to me." I muttered, even if I went to an orphanage, I could be investigated by the armed detective agency commissioned by the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Osamu Dazai took the risk to come to me?

In fact, the guardians of the three-hour conception are forced to make a ranking. The Armed Detective Agency with Osamu Dazai ranks first, and my job, the Port Mafia, ranks second. Hanging, it all depends on the place where the transaction is maintained.

But the Supernatural Secret Service Division has supernatural beings who can deal with me. I have always known that they can kill me at any time. What kind of Aya people do they seem to be?I have not seen.

It is said that it is a causal supernatural power, which is protected by the supernatural power spy department.

"Qianli will definitely get rid of the follower." Osamu Dazai smiled: "The probability of my calculation being wrong is less than 0.1%."

"Stop making claims." I warned Osamu Dazai: "Trust me more, Dazai."

"I am a knife you can swing at will."

Osamu Dazai gave me a serious look, with a smile on his lips: "I know."

"After all, Qianli was polished by myself. The sharpest knife in the world is my queen chess and trump card."

I held my lover's hand, thinking of the past that suppressed myself by eating sweets these days, and held grudges for no reason.

So I dragged Osamu Dazai, and with his confused eyes, I pushed him against the wall.

Damn, is he taller than me?

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

I stepped lightly on my lover's lips, bit them, made a point, and bit.

But he was afraid of hurting him, so while venting his resentment and grievance, he was cautious at the same time.

Lips and teeth depend on each other, ambiguous.

I haven't seen Osamu Dazai for a long time, and he is good at kissing. In the end, my breathing became disordered and I was forced to break away from his embrace.

I wiped the moisture from the corners of my eyes, looking at the black-haired young man with his kite-colored eyes open, his fair complexion stained with an alluring red, gorgeous and bewitching.

Although I may be more embarrassed than him, I am very satisfied with what I see.

Dazai smiled and hugged me tightly.

This was the first time he took the initiative to hug me from the front. Before, he preferred hugs from behind.

His chin was pressed against my shoulder, our chests met our hearts, and each other's heartbeats were in regular rhythm.

The heartbeat is the most deceitful. At this time, let me forget that Osamu Dazai's heartbeat can deceive people. I just think that this heartbeat is sincere and sincere.

"He's beating for you, Qianli." Osamu Dazai whispered in my ear.

"You are the guy who can control the heartbeat." I didn't mean it, and complained softly.

Osamu Dazai let out a sigh, and deliberately elongated his voice: "When you meet Qianli, your heartbeat can't be controlled."

He said in frustration: "I have tried it a long time ago, it is obviously a useful secret technique."

I was amused by Osamu Dazai's words, felt the warmth of my lover, and was deeply buried in his arms.

It's great to meet you, Dazai.

After releasing it, I saw Osamu Dazai wearing the "Tears of Death" that had been made into a bolo tie on his chest. I complained a little: "The master's manual cost is very high."

Osamu Dazai sneered: "The chain is broken."

Tch, I glanced at him, and took out a small box from the back of my pocket, which was "tea powder" photographed in Central Asia.

"Isn't the ground tea white?" Osamu Dazai poked the gemstones similar to his eyes, curious.

"It's called Chami because of his background story, the intertwining of burnt love and the desolation of subjugated country, it has nothing to do with color."

I have kept this gem in my pocket untouched.

"Make it into a ring." Osamu Dazai touched the "Tears of Death" on his chest: "I have been told more than once that this quality of sapphire is used as a bolo tie. Since there is a matching set, let's make it into a ring." .”

"I want to marry Qianli." He said.

"Let's deal with the rats in the dead house first, I don't want the rats to disturb the fun." I coughed lightly: "Then I'll contact the craftsman."

Turn around and ask Yunju Jinshan to help make a support agreement.

And one more thing.

"Is it you who anonymously sent information on Atsushi Nakajima to Ranpo Edogawa?"

Dazai Zhi had a guilty conscience, looking at the sky and the earth, but he didn't dare to look at me.

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The author has something to say:

We are closed again! ! ! ?Primary school is on holiday.

I had an accident at home, and the company had an annual vacation for almost four months. Now I just don’t bother to watch videos, read novels, or turn off my phone.

And about the relationship line, the author is a single dog, and has no interest in human beings in recent years, so I'll just have a look at it.

After all, crematoriums ignore people and set up against thousands of people.

I have abused myself for a year and a half, sweet (whisper bb)