Those years when I was a purchasing agent in Yokohama

The night was dark, and the last subway stopped running. Most people returned to their corner of the city and fell asleep after a day of toil.

Of course, there are also a few social animals who have worked overtime until now, dragging their tired bodies, wandering the streets of Yokohama late at night.

Most of the shops on the street are closed, but for some special industries that only open at night, their day has just begun.

There is a very famous custom street in [-]-chome, Aoba District. On the left hand side is the world of drinking girls and cowherds, and on the right side is the place where famous local love hotels gather. From time to time, a couple walking hand in hand can be seen walking into each The door of the love hotel.

Today is Valentine's Day, and couples who used to like to stick together are even more tired today. The business of love hotels is booming, and the owners who run these love hotels are all happy from ear to ear.

Those who have a relationship find a partner, and those who do not have a relationship naturally go to some special stores to find a physical partner. Today, not only the business of love hotels is booming, but also some more special stores such as Cowboy's shop and tavern. Most nights made a lot of money.

However, there are always exceptions to everything. In the lively atmosphere outside as if celebrating the New Year, there are only three customers in an unremarkable small bar at the corner of the street.

This bar called "LUPING" is hidden in a rather remote location in Custom Street, and it takes several alleys like a maze to find the bar.

The store is small, only about [-] square meters, and there is no independent small wine table in the store. The guests who come to drink in the store basically sit on the only bar counter in the store, opposite to the bartender and owner who is making drinks.

In the far left corner of the bar stands an old-fashioned record player with a sense of age. At the moment, it is singing an unknown European and American folk song in a low voice. The singer's unique hoarse voice adds a bit of vicissitudes to this soothing music.

The only three customers in the store were sitting side by side in a row. Although these three people did not come together, they were obviously old acquaintances. The black-haired customer who came at the end who looked like he was underage consciously sat with the other two. The middle position was specially reserved for him, and the index finger and middle finger were slightly bent together and lightly pressed a few times on the bar counter.

"Boss, please have a glass of tomato juice, or milk."

The man wearing glasses sitting on his left glanced at him, "Did you drive here today?"

"No."

Dazai took off his black windbreaker, and the boss across from him took it and helped him hang it up.

"Anwu, you forgot, I haven't taken my driver's license yet."

He blinked innocently at the man on the left.

"It's strange. This is the first time I've heard that you need a driver's license to drive."

The man with glasses curled his lips and took a sip of the whiskey that was mixed on the bar.

"You are wrong. You need a driver's license to drive. This is basic common sense."

Dazai still looked innocent, he turned his head to look at the man on the left, "I don't look like the kind of person who doesn't have common sense."

"Dazai, I think what Ango means is that you didn't order alcohol at the bar but ordered a glass of tomato juice. He thought you were driving here so he couldn't drink."

Sitting on the right is a man in a beige trench coat. Like the man wearing glasses, he ordered a glass of whiskey with ice.

At this time, Dazai's tomato juice was also served, and a hand-chiseled hockey puck was placed in the orange-red thick liquid like the whiskey of the other two, and two slices were carefully placed on the rim of the transparent glass for garnish. mint leaves.

"Odasaku, you don't need to explain to him."

The man named "Ango" twitched the corners of his mouth quite speechlessly, "How could Dazai not understand what I said, he just wanted to bully us two honest people."

"Hey, Odasaku is an honest person, I admit it, Ango, forget it, there is only one word 'old' that can be related to you and an honest person."

Dazai propped his chin with one hand and said with a smile.

"So I'm not even 'human' anymore? Besides, I'm only 20 this year, and I'm four years older than you. How can I have anything to do with 'old'?"

The school-age youth who had just participated in the coming-of-age ceremony this year was arguing for his age, and Sakunosuke Oda comforted him, "It's okay, Ango, I'm one year older than you."

Even when he was comforting others, his tone of voice was as flat as ever, and he couldn't hear the slightest comforting meaning at all.

Obviously, Ango Sakaguchi was not comforted by his words.However, he didn't dwell on this issue for too long, and soon got over it, and started another topic.

"I heard you're quitting the port gang/hand/party?"

He looked at Dazai next to him and asked.

The news that Dazai was going to leave the port gang/hand/party quickly spread, and I don’t know who released the news. Now not only the members of the gang/gang gang, but even people from other underground organizations in Yokohama know about the Big Five Dazai Osamu, one of the cadres, is leaving the port gang/hand/party to find another way of life.

Some organizations with malicious intentions even thought that there was a conflict within Hong Kong/Black, and they have been secretly eager to take advantage of it.

People from some organizations have been inquiring about the whereabouts of Dazai. This 16-year-old boy who has been firmly seated as a Hong Kong/black cadre has always been the target that leaders of other organizations are eager to recruit.

"Yes."

Dazai nodded, "The resignation application has been submitted, and Mr. Mori has signed and agreed."

"Why do you suddenly want to leave?" An Wu looked at him with some puzzlement.

"For you, staying in Hong Kong/Black is no different from staying in other places."

"Ok?"

Dazai tilted his head slightly, "It turns out that the only news about my resignation has been reported. Hasn't the reason for my resignation been announced yet?"

He reached out and poked the glass of tomato juice in front of him, suddenly the corners of his mouth curled up, and he opened a particularly bright arc.

"Because I plan to go back to my hometown and get married."

As soon as these words came out, the puzzlement on Ango Sakaguchi's face immediately turned into shock, and his mouth was so wide that he could almost stuff the ice puck in his cup.

Just at this time the record player stopped working, and the small bar suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

After a while, someone broke the silence.

"Oh, congratulations."

Oda Sakunosuke congratulated the boy on the left with a calm face.

"No, no, now is not the time to congratulate."

The words "Congratulations" made by Oda directly brought Ango back from the shock, and with the aggrieved feeling of wanting to complain but not knowing how to complain, Ango set his sights on Dazai.

"At least find a more plausible excuse. Your reason is too outrageous. Mr. Sen even approved it?!"

"It's not an excuse, it's a fact."

Dazai tapped the glass in his hand lightly, and the crisp echo was mixed with a vague sound of water swaying.

"I am indeed getting married, although the exact date has not yet been set."

Hearing this, Ango realized that Dazai was not teasing him this time, what he said should be true.

"Are you really going to get married?"

Ango Sakaguchi pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose with an expression of disbelief.

"Which girl is so unlucky that you have taken a fancy to?"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and began to rummage through his briefcase, "No, I have to write it down quickly, and I have to prepare two shares of money by then."

"Why two copies?"

"Honest man" Oda Sakunosuke asked puzzledly.

Ango raised his head and looked at him seriously, "Because of Dazai's virtue, it is very likely that he will take the bride to die with him on the wedding day, and the other one is to prepare for the possible funeral."

Odasaku: "..."

Ango took out the black notebook he carried with him from his bag.But he couldn't find his pen after searching for a long time, so he could only turn around and ask the other two people for help.

"Which one of you has a pen?"

Oda Sakunosuke shook his head, Dazai took a pen from his pocket and handed it to him, Ango unscrewed the cap of the marker pen, opened the notebook and prepared to write something on it.But he scratched and scratched in the notebook for a long time, but didn't print a single word.

"Dazai, your money is out of water."

He waved the marker pen in his hand to the boy beside him as a signal.

"Oh, I took it wrong."

Dazai took out another oil-based pen from his pocket and handed it to him, and took back the dry marker pen.

Ango took the pen and began to write and draw on the notebook. When he finished writing and closed the notebook, before he could put the notebook back into the briefcase, he heard Oda Tsukuru suddenly say, "Actually, I I'm retiring too."

"what?"

Hearing this sentence, An Wu almost lost his grip on the notebook in his hand, "Why are you leaving your job too?"

"Hong Kong/Black really intends to move closer to ordinary companies now? Can you leave as long as you want?"

Hearing news related to "resignation" twice in a row, the glasses on the bridge of Ango Sakaguchi's nose almost couldn't stand anymore.

"Dazai introduced me to a new job, and working there can solve the problem of Kosuke's household registration."

Odasaku adopted five orphans who lost their parents during the Longtou War. His own status is special, and the information about the biological parents of these children is unknown.So these five children are all illegal households, and going to school will become a problem in the future.

"What new job?"

Ango Sakaguchi asked curiously.

"detective."

Odasaku replied calmly.

Hearing this answer, An Wu was stunned, "Huh?"

"So now I'm the only one still sticking to my post?"

Ango Sakaguchi took a sip of wine rather melancholy, "One of you is going to get married, the other is going to have a baby, and I am the only one who is still alone and widowed."

"Well, Ango, don't be so pessimistic."

Dazai stretched out his hand to wrap his good friend's shoulder with a smile, and comforted him.

"You're going to leave sooner or later anyway, aren't you?"

Hearing this sentence, Ango Sakaguchi was stunned for a moment. He looked at his friend who was holding his shoulders. The boy smiled heartlessly. He didn't know that what the boy said just now was just casually. , or he has already seen something.

This gaffe expression only appeared for a moment, and soon Ango Sakaguchi adjusted himself. He saw that the black marker pen in the boy's hand was the one that was out of water just now, so he immediately changed it. a topic.

"This pen is out of water, why do you still keep it?"

"Not already."

Dazai let go of Ango's shoulders, and turned the black marker pen in his hand with a smile, "This pen has no water."

"What do you do with a pen that can't write?"

In order to dispel the doubts in his heart, Ango began to work hard to find a topic.

"It just doesn't have water, but I didn't say it can't write."

Dazai lifted the cap of the pen, scratched the glass at hand a few times, "Look, you can write now."

Both Ango and Odasaku turned their eyes to the glass in his hand, and saw the word "idiot" imprinted on the transparent glass, and the ice ball in the glass had condensed a layer of translucent mist on the outer wall of the glass. Coupled with the fact that the cup is filled with dark tomato juice, the word "stupid" is naturally more conspicuous.

With his operation, even Oda Sakunosuke, who had always praised him, didn't know what to say.

"Actually, this pen can really write, but only I can see the written words."

Dazai spread his hands, "For example, Ango, you just wrote in your notebook 'Even this bastard Dazai has a marriage partner!!', I can see it clearly."

In order to prove the credibility of his sentence, he even said the three exclamation marks behind it.

An Wu twitched his lips, but didn't take his words seriously.After all, he asked Dazai to borrow a pen that could write, and the content he wrote was the same as before, even the exclamation mark was exactly the same. Dazai probably saw it when he wrote it.

But Dazai still spared no effort to give his two good friends this magical pen.

"Let me tell you, besides being able to write, this pen of mine also has a very powerful function."

"Oh, what function?"

Ango was very supportive of his friends, but his expression at the moment fully showed that he had no interest in Dazai's waterless marker.

"It has very powerful navigation capabilities."

Dazai showed off to the two friends with a smile.

At this moment, Ango was basically sure that Dazai was playing with them, but the honest man Odasaku still praised him and said, "Oh, a pen that can navigate is really powerful."

"Yes."

Dazai looked down at the plain marker pen in his hand, the corners of his lips slightly raised.

"After all, it can lead me to find my way home."

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