How my bad friend and I survived in Yokohama

Hideto Abe is going to go to the detective agency today.

The time agreed upon with that kid had arrived long ago. He straightened his tie and let his flaxen hair hang by the side of his face.

That brat, Horihazo, must have caught a cold on purpose that day—just to let him know the truth later, why he was promoted, why Taro Sasaki went crazy, and what happened to that person hiding in the dark...

He thought about it, and couldn't help but miss that friend in distress.

"It would have been nice if Matsudaira was here," Abe Hideto sighed, "at least he will prevent Ye Zang from going down the water to get lottery tickets."

On the desk of the department manager is a letter from Akita Matsudaira.

【Abe Hideto Kai

The weather has been fine recently.

How are you physically and mentally?

Recently, I have helped a lot of people in need one after another. Every time I see their eyes, I can’t refuse—this may be why I am called a fool. (I hate the format of the letter) How about that kid Ye Zang?It was my dereliction of duty when I asked you to take care of him—the three of us were friends, but I became Ye Zang's master, and I entrusted him to you with the feeling of running around because I wanted to help others.I am really guilty/evil.I made a few boxes of ties and headbands while passing through Tokyo, and it was a pleasure to make them for you guys.How tall is Ye Zang now?You too, sometimes you have to take a rest, don't force yourself too much - I heard that you are now the manager, is it Ye Zang who did it?But it's good to sit in this position, at least there will be fewer life-threatening things, so don't resist too much.

I will go to Yokohama soon, is Ye Zang currently working in an armed detective agency?Hope he doesn't spend all his money on lottery tickets.

Every day is busy, please take care.

Akita Matsudaira]

He folded the letter to write a reply when he came back.

"Songping is the same," the Englishman smiled, "you still can't write letters like that."

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I used to think that this nickname was too shameful - now that I say it in Dazai Osamu's mouth, my toes would tear my leather shoes.

Horihazo thought slowly.

He was a little angry when the blindfold was taken off, but only a little bit, after all, it was given to him by that person.He just used this energy to act in front of Dazai and mislead Mr. Mouse behind him.

That's right, he and Osamu Dazai deliberately made this farce. If you want to punish the mice, you have to fill in the mouse hole first. Although these people are very funny, there are indeed mice's eyeliner hidden in this organization- Horihazo is a waste of buying lottery tickets It's too cruel for a madao boy to return without success.

He glanced calmly at Osamu Dazai.

'Worry Master' doesn't seem to have the second grade of 'Joymaker'...Damn it, he lost in this kind of place...

Speaking of which, Mr. Tie will come to ask me the whole story today, how can I say it so as not to get beaten?Really, it's worrying—— Zhijun should be very good at this kind of scene, why don't you ask me for a while...

Or just have a fever again?But the British brand tie will definitely not believe it...

"What are you thinking, Hazo-kun," Dazai Osamu said, "It would be too much to leave it all to me."

"I'm only 18 years old, and an underage person like me is incapable of doing such a thing," Horihazo replied, "Leave it to the adults!"

"Really? It would be great if Ye Zang really thought so~" Osamu Dazai smiled, "It's simply taking other people's words and using the same violation."

Horihazo fell silent in a rare way. They didn't speak for a long time, they just followed the people in black ahead.

Hideto Abe is on his way to the detective agency.At this time, there were still three hours before Ye Zang was beaten.

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Known intelligence:

Horihazo: One silver pupil, one?Hitomi has long curly silver hair.

Akita Matsudaira: Dark blue eyes, black and straight.

Hideto Abe: flaxen eyes, flaxen short hair.