By the time Dazai and I rushed back to the classroom, the class was more than half over.

With a guilty conscience, I leaned on the door frame of the back door and looked inside twice, then dragged Dazai along and limped to the seat in the last row.

"Is there a name today?" After stuffing my schoolbag in the drawer randomly, I turned my head and asked the classmate sitting next to me.

The other party suppressed his voice and answered me furtively, "I ordered."

My eyes suddenly went dark, and I even started to mourn my full attendance in my heart, but the classmate sitting next to me gave me a strange glance, "What are you worried about, haven't you already handed in the leave note? I thought you weren't coming today."

Good guy, no wonder Dazai kept persuading me to slow down halfway.

"Why didn't you tell me when you were ready?" I turned my head and muttered, "It's a pity I came back in such a hurry."

"Hmm... because your sneaky expression was so cute just now?" Dazai blinked at me innocently, then raised an index finger to cover his lips when I was glaring at him, and mouthed to me. Under the 'teacher looked over'.

I shivered all over, immediately shrunk my shoulders, and behaved well.

After finally surviving the remaining half of the class, seeing the teacher who claimed to never let any truant student just nod at me after class, a sense of survival after disaster suddenly surged in my heart. Glad to come.

After groaning on the table for a while, I started to cross the river and tear down the bridge, "If I can't pass the final because I missed half a class..."

Dazai looked at me sideways, "Can I make up that half for you now?"

I raised my eyelids, met his gaze, and couldn't help but suddenly asked him curiously, "Seriously, haven't you ever encountered something that made you feel troublesome?"

As soon as the words came out, he and I were stunned at the same time, and then I began to count my childhood and his childhood with my fingers, and when I counted, I suddenly fell silent.

With a cautious research mentality, I asked Dazai, "Is there anything else you can't do besides having children?"

He showed a thoughtful look, "Are you referring to skills or theory? If you limit the scope to skills that may be used in daily life, I don't know how to use heavy sniper, the recoil is too strong."

"What kind of life skills are you?! No dimension would call this a life skill! I know you like Osamu Dazai, but please don't make Two-dimensional idol behavior into reality, okay?"

Dazai sighed in response to the situation. A few years ago, if I said he liked Dazai in front of him, he would still deny it with a face like he ate a fly. It didn't work, so he pretended he didn't hear it, "It's all from the teacher who taught me."

I heheed twice, "Which teacher said that, you and I have been in the same school and class since we were young, okay? I can at most use air guns... You won't tell me you are talking about Mori Ogai, right? ?”

"That's right."

"That's right, you ghost!" I patted him on the shoulder lightly, deliberately embarrassing him, "Then Dazai must know about postpartum care, right?"

A slight expression appeared on Dazai's face.

"...Are you serious?" I asked with blank eyes.

"When you were angry with me before, you asked me to read it." He replied honestly.

It’s impossible for He Xiaoxuanran to remain calm, it doesn’t exist, especially his mental state when he was a child makes me always feel that I have to do something with his head, otherwise it’s very likely that he will jump into the river to play if I don’t pay attention The problem is that I was very skinny when I was a child, and I was known far and wide as the king of children. If I let him play in the mud, adults would think that I kicked him down a few times if he fell a few times!I am really wronged!

Later, almost every time I was angry, Dazai would coax me back, or it would simply end with him signing an unequal treaty, such as asking him to do something stupid or simply giving him some weird books to read ...

"...Your teacher will be very pleased." I whistled the subject off, and started joking with him, "Mafia cadres turned from the dark to the bright, and finally got admitted to Dongda University and reached the pinnacle of life-how wonderful !"

The expression on Dazai's face became even more strange, and he even showed a little hesitation, "Then... what if it's the leader?"

"?" I was really surprised at this time, "You actually substituted the Beast line, then wait, I haven't finished watching it yet...Damn it, why are you embarrassing me so much? Novels are not very interesting."

"But the leader came to study at Dongda..." After pondering for a while, I simply asked him, "How much do you think the leader's monthly income is more reasonable?"

Dazai seemed to be recalling the settings he had made for himself, and reported two numbers to me, "The one in front is from the main world line, and the one in the back is from the Beast line."

"Why is there such a big difference? Mori Ogai will cry?" I really couldn't hold back the desire to complain about him, "Even if you are the chef, you can't be so partial!"

"Ah, the last one is just a number, and it doesn't really mean anything." He explained to me, "Because the development speed of the port mafia in that world line is too fast, and a lot of income comes from black areas. Mergers, so in terms of funds, it can indeed reach that amount, but most of them cannot be used normally on the bright side.”

"Your settings are surprisingly comprehensive?" I finally got a little interested, out of confidence in my profession, I simply took out my tablet, pulled a map of Japan in the document, and started to draw in circles , "This is the original sphere of influence of the port mafia, and this is the Beast world line. It is pushed according to the total output value and industrial structure of the expanded area..."

I calculated for a while, and finally came up with a number, "Excluding the part that needs to be washed before it can be used, is there almost this much available?"

Dazai stared at the map I drew for a moment, then nodded, "Xiaoqi is amazing, it's almost the same."

What a ghost!You guy is too into the show, right? !

After being speechless for a while, I searched for the average salary of graduates from the Department of Economics of Dongda University, and finally fell into deep thought.

"Who is a normal person who would do that!" I said heartbroken, "No, let alone the leader, according to this ratio, even if the cadres go back to college, it doesn't make much sense except to go out and pretend to be tough with colleagues with their degrees. Ah! It may even be a lot less, after all, he doesn't need to judge the title! This still excludes the pure black income!"

Dazai laughed out loud, "Then, do you also want to be the leader?"

He propped his chin with one hand and looked at me with a smile in his eyes, "If it's Xiaoqi, she must be able to do well."

I answered him calmly, "Since I don't want to be pushed face down on the ground and enjoy free food and lodging once I return to China, please forgive me for 1000 million points of rejection."

"Hmm... When it gets to that level, it's really troublesome to clean up. It's better to start over." Dazai shrugged, and said the words that made me have the urge to beat him up, "After all It’s hard work being a leader.”

"That guy asked for it." My eyes became sharper, "He obviously has countless ways to get to HE, but he just goes straight to BE. I guarantee you that if that guy is asked to do psychological Test the scale, and the final result must be an extremely paranoid personality."

My hair boy was silent for a while, and hesitantly raised an objection, "Maybe he didn't?"

I raised my eyebrows, "It's such a simple thing, isn't he socially obsessive? If he can say that the dead are alive, then he will kidnap Oda Sakunosuke and tell him that he won't let you out if you don't make friends with me." Isn't that all right?"

Dazai seemed to be suffocating, "Wait, why is this kind of evaluation... and Oda Saku has 【Inseparable Clothes】, it would be difficult to kidnap him, right?"

"Isn't it all in the original work? Use delayed poison." I answered him confidently, "Also, he is a very social type, so tell Sakunosuke Oda, 'You make friends with me, and I will take care of you. All the children will go to Dongda University, marry Bai Fumei, and go to the pinnacle of life' and other nonsense."

"..." Dazai buried his head in his arms at some point, and there was no movement for a long time. I even seemed to be able to see the messed up thoughts from the top of his fluffy hair.

"But, he's been doing the wrong thing..." he countered me weakly.

"Oh, I can get your kids to go to East University, all of them."

"Then what if Odasaku asked me why I did that?" Dazai still didn't give up, and continued to ask me.

"I am happy to do good deeds every day. I think you and I are destined... Oh yes, you can also tell him that you want to learn sniping. Anyway, the leader doesn't come out of the door. It's useless to learn it. It's pure interest." Hobbies, cultivate sentiment." I didn't think about it at all, and just opened my mouth and babbled a few words.

"But, Xiaoqi, no one will make friends in this way." He struggled to make a final protest.

"Huh?" I answered him in surprise, "Then would someone really use this method to save a friend? This is no longer a butcher's knife for killing chickens. The last shot of the Star Destroyer blasted the chicken to death, so be careful not to burn the meat."

After I finished speaking, I thought about it rigorously from a scientific point of view, "To be honest, if you don't sleep for four years, you will suffer from kidney deficiency, and stabbing two knives in the waist for a friend, I'm sure, what a ruthless person."

I don't know if it's my illusion, but as soon as I said this, the expression on Dazai's face seemed to crack for a moment, as if he had been directly pumped by too much critical damage.

"Y-I didn't sleep at all..."

I looked at him sympathetically, and comforted him, "I know he's your idol, that's fine, anyway, he's so busy, he probably won't have a chance to use it, it doesn't matter if it's true or not."

Dazai didn't seem to be comforted by me at all, but became even more anxious, "Really not!"

"Yeah, I haven't tried it anyway, I don't know." I nodded perfunctorily as I watched him trying to defend his idol, and sorted out the clutter on the table, and stuffed all the books back In the schoolbag, "By the way, I personally think that those who write less than one orthographic character are considered to have kidney deficiency."

Seeing that Dazai was about to say something, I stopped him decisively, "Okay, this topic ends here, is there any use for us to talk about the role of the second time, I'm hungry, Please, Dazai-san, accompany me to the cafeteria immediately."

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