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

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At night, at home.

This apartment is not too big, but it is a place where Osamu Dazai and I have thousands of memories.

At the age of 16, I first came to Yokohama, because the unreliable guide Zai took away my wallet and didn't arrange accommodation for me. I was forced to squeeze a container with Dazai for a night.

The location of Osamu Dazai's container is an abandoned chemical factory that even wild rats don't want to visit.

I still remember the long silence when I followed Dazai Osamu to the residence with the leftover oden.

It’s hard to say whether it’s the distress that Osamu Dazai’s residence is such a deserted, heavily polluted place abandoned by the city, or the speechless compensation for being cheated of all his belongings.

After spending the night on the broken sofa he picked up from nowhere, I breathed the pungent smell in the air of the abandoned chemical plant, and looked at Osamu Dazai lying on the simple folding bed, with a bottle of Looking for sleeping pills, he went to Mori Ogai to advance his salary and rented this room.

Then ah, then I experienced Osamu Dazai's lodging, from two rooms to one bed, then to parting ways, and then to reunion...

The apartment is not big, just enough for the two of us to live in. When we are in the house, we can see each other as soon as we turn our heads.

The light in the apartment is warm yellow, as gentle as the setting sun, covering the house. Under the coffee table are Osamu Dazai’s stacks of game consoles and tapes. On the sofa are dolls delivered by Kyoka every now and then. .

There was a problem with the information supply of the Ability Secret Service Division, so I went home early, but Osamu Dazai seemed to be busy with the Armed Detective Agency and had no time to accompany me, so I tidied up the room after a long absence, and revisited our relationship. memory.

After cleaning up, it was getting late, I prepared the ingredients, sat on the sofa, and waited for Osamu Dazai to come home, while boringly scrolling through the text messages on the phone.

A text message from the Supernatural Secret Service caught my attention.

Yunju Jinshan: Shibusawa Tatsuhiko escaped our surveillance and disappeared completely. He was nowhere to be found. Recently, he was found in Yokohama. Related incidents have been handed over to the Armed Detective Agency. You must be careful.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko...the man who was dead, but strangely still alive.

There are members of the Supernatural Secret Service who are dedicated to finishing his hunting in the world, but since I brought back his body, the Supernatural Secret Service has confirmed that it is correct, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko seems to have received the news, hunting the supernatural person His behavior became more restrained, and his whereabouts became secretive, making it impossible for the Supernatural Secret Service Division to monitor and capture him.

Has he... come to Yokohama?

There is a faint uneasiness in my heart.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's ability, the ability to make people with supernatural abilities commit suicide..... pushed the chaos of the Dragon Head War to the peak, and caused countless people with supernatural abilities to commit suicide.

This matter has nothing to do with the mouse.

Chisato Thin Leaf: I see.

"I'm back." The young man in the sand-colored windbreaker opened the door, holding a shiny key in his hand, and his delicate face was full of smiles.

"Welcome back, did you actually use the key today?" I blinked in confusion: "Dazai?"

It’s fake, Osamu Dazai doesn’t pry the door and use the key to go home or something...

I walked up to him with a serious face and pinched his face.

"It hurts, it hurts, you can tell if it's true or not by just touching it." Osamu Dazai rubbed his face depressedly: "Do I have such a bad image in Qianli's heart?"

I gave him an example: "It doesn't count if we go home together, you go home by yourself, have you ever used the key even once?"

No matter how many times I told him not to pick the lock, he didn't listen.

Osamu Dazai coughed twice with a guilty conscience: "How could it be so exaggerated... Well, I was wrong, and I will definitely use the key in the future."

I hung his clothes on the coat rack, and then walked towards the kitchen: "I prepared the raw materials, and I will eat udon noodles and tamagoyaki tonight, by the way, what have you been up to these two days, why are you missing? "

The eggshell knocked against the side of the bowl, and the golden egg liquid was stirred up in the white porcelain bowl. I heard Osamu Dazai say cautiously: "Well, Qianli, if I hide something from you, will you be as angry as you were two years ago? ?”

I stopped stirring the egg liquid, turned around, and saw Dazai Osamu sticking out his head from outside the kitchen, his hair curled into a lovely arc in the air, my heart softened, and I still said my heart: "Yes. .”

"Hey..." Osamu Dazai frowned.

"What did you do without telling me?" Seeing that the pot was almost hot, I poured oil on it: "Be honest and be lenient."

"I introduced Shibusawa Tatsuhiko to Yokohama..."

My hands trembled, there was too much egg liquid that should have been rolled into jade dumplings, and I hurried to save the scene.

"This kind of thing, what Qianli cares about is Tamagoyaki?" Osamu Dazai asked with a question mark.

"Otherwise, how can I react." The egg liquid was formed too quickly, and my jade was burned, I sighed, and decided to eat fried egg pancakes: "Then, what is your plan? Is there anything I can do for you?"

"The plan is to kill the hidden danger Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, and by the way, give Atsu-kun Akutagawa and the others a chance to exercise."

"Instead of letting him float abroad and don't know when it will explode, why don't you detonate it?" I simply put out the rolled small pieces of tamagoyaki and spread the remaining egg liquid on the pancake.

"If this kind of thing is known by the Supernatural Secret Service Division, Qianli will be in trouble." Osamu Dazai blinked, leaned over and opened his mouth.

I smashed a small piece of jade with my chopsticks and burned it to him: "Be careful... Am I in trouble? Why did you go so early? It doesn't matter. Anyway, you should have a countermeasure. Pick me out of it." "

Osamu Dazai took out two capsules from his pocket, one red and white, one blue and white, and a syringe containing an unknown liquid medicine.

Me: .....The preparations are really complete. If I answered just now, I won't be angry, and the syringe will be inserted.

With no expression on my face, I picked up a whole piece of Tamagoyaki and blocked his mouth.

"It's too much." Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand and grabbed the big piece of tamagoyaki in his hand, and then took a big bite: "Anyway, that's it, let's put aside the relationship, Ango will probably come to rescue you in 10 minutes. "

"What about you?"

"Me? I'll be fine."

"A person takes a risk, and when the Dzogchen happens, let me guess if you are alive or dead?"

"No." Osamu Dazai smiled softly: "Why would I be willing to make Qianli feel bad? I will be fine, trust my plan, when will I make a mistake?"

"Can't you tell me the whole picture?" I put the dirty dishes in the sink: "Then I should question what you are going to do with yourself."

"I am most afraid of pain. With Qianli here, I am also most afraid of death." Osamu Dazai smiled and said, "I promise you will not die or get hurt. I can't tell you about my arrangement for now... Qianli , when you are safe, find me in Shisai."

He smiled slightly: "Have you heard the story of Rapunzel, Qianli? I'll wait for you on the tower."

Is it stuffy? "If I go late, will you be in danger?"

Osamu Dazai blinked: "No, I will not die no matter what. Qianli's main task is to survive the white mist, not to go to the fortress. You must remember."

"..." Of course I know that Osamu Dazai will not die, but he will be injured, and he will secretly hurt himself without telling others.

Osamu Dazai picked out the red medicine with a smile, and then put it in front of the gurgling udon noodle clear soup: "Don't go down there, drink the soup and take the medicine."

"...Why don't you eat it dry?" I put the unopened udon noodles back into the refrigerator: "Drink water."

"No, no, I want to drink Qianli's noodle soup." Osamu Dazai turned off the fire manually, scooped out two small bowls with a spoon, then handed me the red capsule, and put away the syringe: "Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's ability will soon disappear. The mysterious white mist that will spread all over Yokohama City, killing people with supernatural powers..."