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

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I stood on the bed, speechless watching Dazai Osamu who was rolling on the ground, laughing and trembling, not paying attention to Osamu Dazai who was twisted into a maggot.

On the opposite side was Fyodor, who had turned his sitting posture and looked at Osamu Dazai with his chin in the same puzzlement. He had just finished his morning prayer and watched Osamu Dazai go crazy in silence.

Here's the thing.

After I kissed Osamu Dazai, I stood up because of my height, and then Osamu Dazai understood.

He stood up straight, gestured condescendingly that I stood on the bed, just reached the height of his chest on the ground, and then leaned forward and back with a smile.

For a moment, I wanted to cooperate with Fyodor and kill Dazai.

Height is off limits.

I'm only seven years old!Still growing!

No, I'm fucking 22.

When I thought of my height of only 1.7 meters after recovery, my teeth itch inexplicably: "Have you laughed enough?"

Osamu Dazai was out of breath: "Laughing...hahaha...cough cough...sorry sorry haha."

"Mr. Fyodor." I jumped off the bed and looked at the well-behaved and elegant Fyodor opposite: "How tall are you?"

Fyodor tilted his head in doubt: "It's almost the same as Dazai-kun."

Almost, that is also 1.8 meters?

Goodbye.

I still didn't give up: "But you don't look as tall as Dazai."

Fyodor blinked in confusion: "The average height of the Japanese is 1.7 meters, but the average height of the Russians is close to 1.8 meters. Dazai-kun is a minority."

He looked at me with great interest: "Mr. Bo Ye is not short either."

Excuse me, Russians.

"It's because of the demon-kun's hunchback." Osamu Dazai sat up on the ground, the smile in his eyes hadn't faded away, and he became vicious the moment he saw Fyodor: "Guy who has been in the mouse hole for a long time, why don't you?" Probably as tall as me."

"But I clearly saw Dazai-kun's height on the document I borrowed from your company." Fyodor spread his hands: "We are indeed the same."

"Borrow, do you mean A?"

Fyodor nodded.

I clicked my tongue: "There is even Dazai's information, I really underestimated A."

"Is that the shortest cadre who bought the position I don't want with 400 billion, but sat for less than a month?" Osamu Dazai interrupted.

I nodded subconsciously, and then realized something was wrong: "How do you know so clearly?"

This kind of scandal will not be publicized all over the street.

"Because I have a forum for the port mafia, including the fact that Chisato and Chuya fought for me and were fined by sister Hongye for laying bricks, I know everything about it." Dazai Zhizhi said: "Senri will not pay back. no?"

My look said it all, I really didn't.

"There is such an interesting source of information." Fyodor was interested: "Forum?"

"That's right." Osamu Dazai nodded enthusiastically, "I just said that Mr. Mori is really useless. I don't even know that I have such a channel for information leakage."

I was silent for two seconds, and decided to salute Mori Ogai: "An outsider has invaded the forum, and what awaits him is a counterattack from hackers from the intelligence department of the port mafia."

Under the words, these gossips are only circulated internally.

"That's right." When Osamu Dazai said this, he was a little distressed: "The account in my hand was snatched from the adjutant. They are very strict in review and control. It is an internal recommendation system, strictly preventing high-level and outsiders from joining. As far as I know, those who go up from the reserve cadres and the direct subordinates at the top level are prohibited from joining.”

It is a good idea to prevent high-level executives from joining, and suggest Mori Ogai to ban it when we go back.

Co-author From the time I joined the organization, I was ostracized without anyone knowing.

"Beef Wellington?" I was shocked when I took the rich plate: "There is so much, who can eat it all?"

Wellington steak, coarse potatoes, boiled eggs, lactone tofu, seaweed and sixty-year-old side dishes, and a bowl of rice, this is a pig-feeding set meal that combines everything.

"Maybe it's because of his nationality that he was given special care?" Osamu Dazai took a lot more plates than me, with a complicated expression on his face: "Me too, I can't eat it."

His steak was twice the size of mine, and the rice was very full.

"I said, Mr. Prison Guard, why do we have so much food?" I asked, "Do you have any mechanism where you will be punished if you don't finish eating?"

Why is Fyodor's adult volume smaller than mine, is this some kind of vicious jail mechanic?

The prison guard was silent for two seconds: "Because you didn't eat in the morning, you put some more, don't you like it?"

"No, it's because we can't eat so much." I vaguely guessed the reason for the special treatment and told the prison guard sincerely: "I don't like wasting food, Dazai eats the normal amount, half of it is enough for me."

"Understood." The prison guard nodded: "I will pay attention next time."

I breathed a sigh of relief, and when the prison guard left, I couldn't help complaining: "Are we really in prison?"

"Maybe it's a sugar-coated cannonball." Osamu Dazai analyzed it seriously: "For example, making Qianli reluctant to leave prison, or making us fat so that we can't fight anymore."

"So it seems that I should exercise?" I thought seriously.

"Exercising your body?" Fyodor said on the opposite side.

I was shocked, and a not-so-good thought came to me: "Have you got your hands in the hounds yet?"

Is it because I was sent in as a child because, even if I have a way to leave the prison, the strength of this appearance has dropped a lot?

Maybe I could have been imprisoned in my normal form, but the Rat somehow altered the Hound's battle plan?

"What are you talking about?" Fyodor didn't seem to understand what I meant at the first time. After thinking about it, he denied: "Why do you think so, even a mouse can't shoot a hound."

"I'm afraid I'll be torn to shreds by the hounds the moment I show up." Osamu Dazai, who inserted the Wellington steak into an apple, complained: "But this is indeed strange."

"You can't be too careful with an existence like Mr. Bo Ye." Fyodor commented: "Even with the appearance of a child, the lethality is still at the level of a transcendent."

"I've become like this, isn't the most severely damaged credibility? It's okay if it's an adult, but it's much more troublesome for a child to gain trust." I rolled up a piece of seaweed and put it in my mouth: "The lethality is there, but What can a child do?"

Now that he is in prison and a criminal, the power of the Supernatural Secret Service Division cannot be used, and the Armed Detective Agency is wanted and fled everywhere, and he cannot be contacted.

A seven-year-old child will be ignored and fooled when asking for information. In some formal occasions, it is impossible for a child to be put in, and there are restrictions everywhere.

I narrowed my eyes: "The more I think about it, the more I realize that it was your handwriting to make me smaller and put in prison."

Was it Fyodor's insurance against my possible escape from prison?

Has he thought of the doubtful point why Osamu Dazai let me end so easily?

Or, just in case, or just because of the "possibility" that Osamu Dazai often talked about, he made such an insurance.

"You think so, but I can't help it." Fyodor seemed helpless: "Are you looking too high on mice?"

Indeed..... The hound's battle plan was all discussed by their team.

Tiaoye Caiju seems to be a happy criminal, but in fact he has justice in his heart and is very enthusiastic about saving the masses. Suehiro Tiechang claims that all evil will be wiped out by meteorites, and there is no room for a speck of sand in his eyes. Okura Yeko is the queen of blood, but also order The embodiment of her standing there, the city's crime rate will be reduced.

Not to mention Fukuchi Sakurachi, his resume is higher than mine. He is a living hero who has participated in saving the world hundreds of times. His kindness is no less than Fukuzawa Yukichi's guidance.

Is it the mysterious fifth person?

No matter what, I don't want to believe that there are villains in that hound.