How my bad friend and I survived in Yokohama

The door of the detective agency was pushed open.

"Mr. Dazai!——and Ye Zang-kun," Atsushi said in surprise, "Did Mr. Dazai go into the water again? Is Ye Zang-kun playing the lottery?"

Horihazo did not answer, he poked his head out from behind Osamu Dazai vigilantly and scanned the surroundings of the company, Dazai smiled and said, "It's not about entering the water this time, Atsushi-kun, it's Yezou who wants to catch a cold, but as a senior, of course It is resolutely stopping it!"

The boy with long silver curly hair turned around and went downstairs, and Dazai Osamu grabbed him by the collar.

Atsushi Nakajima noticed that the blindfold on Horihazo's left eye had been replaced with a bandage, and felt something was wrong: "Did you encounter something? Hazo-kun..."

"Hmm..." Horiba closed his right eye, "How should I put it, Mr. Dazai and I played steel balls with someone else."

"Who won?" Quan Jinghua on the side suddenly asked, the dumb hair on the top of her head flickering.

Why did you want to ask this question first, Jinghuajiang!In other words, if these two people play games with others, they must win!And why did hitting the small steel ball once remove the blindfold—it was Mr. Dazai's bandage!It makes no sense at all!

Ye Zang ignored Dun's strong desire to complain, and continued: "Although we won, but the opponent didn't want to hit just this steel ball at the beginning—is Mr. Tie here?"

"Mr. Abe said that he will come to see you in the afternoon. After all, he is the guardian." Kunikida Doppo held the handbook with a serious expression, "Is Hori-kun trying to escape reality with a cold? That's not okay! And Dazai, how dare you Taking newcomers to play steel balls?!"

"Kunikida-kun, do you know?" Dazai leaned closer, "Hitting the steel ball can exercise your fingers and reflexes, and improve blood circulation in your hands~"

"Is...is that so!" Kunikida was shocked, and the pen moved on the cover with the ideal booklet written, "Promote blood-liquid circulation,"

"I lied to you~"

The pen broke at the sound—"Osamu Dazai!!"

Edogawa Ranpo opened his eyes slightly and left Dazai Osamu and Horihazo aside, then closed them and picked up the thick snacks to eat.

Horihazo took out an eye mask from his desk, and when he unwrapped the bandage, Atsushi looked over it curiously - of course he didn't see anything, but the boy's left eye has no wound, so why did he wrap it up? ——The latter put on the blindfold and dry clothes in a proper manner, and tied a gray hairband by the way.

Atsushi came up with an idea, wouldn't it be for Mr. Abe to put these on?

Hideto Abe has arrived.

The door opened for the second time, and the flaxen-haired man nodded and walked straight towards Horihazo.

"Yezang," he said, "you're not hurt, are you?"

"No," Horihazo shook his head, "Is there any filter in Mr. Tie's eyes that I will definitely do something? I'm just a madao boy, so don't be so nervous——"

"Now I'm a madao boy, then I'll be a madao uncle, and then I'll be a madao old man, and finally I'll be a bunch of madao skeletons—it's a cruel and beautiful life." Ye Zang was full of admiration.

"After hearing your words, I don't feel the beauty of life at all! Who would want this kind of life! I have the urge to want to die!" The Englishman couldn't help complaining, "—Those things are true. Can't you tell me?"

"You can guess a little even if I don't tell you," Hori turned his head, "It's not a good thing to know too much, Tie-kun."

"Okay," Hideto Abe calmed down, put down the gifts for everyone in the detective agency he was holding in both hands, rolled up his sleeves, and the veins on the back of his hands popped, "Now it's another question. I would like to ask everyone in the detective agency, there is a private reception here. room?"

"Yes!~" Osamu Dazai happily raised his hand, "You can go over there and have a detailed talk with Dr. Yosano on the hospital bed~"

Horiba Zang suddenly turned his head to stare at Osamu Dazai, but was dragged away by Hideo Abe's ruthless suppression. After a while, Hori's painful cry came from inside.

"Wrong!! It hurts!!! Don't tie your tie! It hurts so much!! I was wrong!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

"Come again?!!! I won't!! There will be no next time!! I will definitely not be alone without regard to safety,!!! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ——”

Li... formidable.

This department manager is not a vegetarian.

It was already 15 minutes later when Hideto Abe came out with the silver cat on the back of his neck refreshed.

"This guy has always been ignorant. If you offend you somewhere, please don't be polite, just call me over," Hideto Abe bowed, and said to Horihazo when he got up, "Akita Matsudaira is coming .”

"Ah~" Horihazo lowered his eyes halfway and smiled slightly, "Matsudaira, I'm really looking forward to it."

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Hideto Abe: 26 years old, 187cm, flaxen hair, flaxen eyes, is a scumbag, wears a tie all year round, even when he is off work, likes to eat sushi, hates staying up late, and is trapped by leaves every day.