How my bad friend and I survived in Yokohama

All in all, Horihazo became a reserve member of the detective agency.

"I seem to have seen this snack somewhere..." Atsushi Nakajima frowned, "Where is it..."

"Mr. Ranpo asked you to buy it?" Jinghua raised her head.

"Yes, although I have been told what the snacks look like, I still don't know where they are," the little tiger lamented, "I seem to have seen them before!"

"Here," Horihazura, who had recovered from a cold, suddenly appeared, "Atsu-kun saw it before, but it was a week ago, and I was there at that time, the shelf on the left of the snack shop at the corner of the traffic light over there. On the fifth shelf in the third row, the taste is not bad~”

"Hey!" Atsushi Nakajima stared in shock, "It's amazing—I didn't know Ye Zang-kun then!"

"Because Dunjun is very special." Ye Zang took out the small toy that ejected automatically in his pocket, "Go buy it, come back quickly, and bring me a cup of sweet drink by the way, thank you!"

Dun was stunned, and was pushed out of the detective agency by this junior of the same age without even giving him money.

Am I really this guy's senior?

Atsushi Nakajima today fell into deep thought.

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Horihazo has a little hobbies—like sweet and spicy dishes, scratching lottery tickets, etc., as well as a little habit, such as a small means for chess players to control the overall situation—wiretapping.

There are many players in Yokohama, so this harmless little habit is lost among the crowd.

But he never thought that his bug would interfere with other people's.

("It should be here, ready to break through in one fell swoop!"

Kikura Hit*

blasting*)

Horihazo:?

Thank you from the bottom of my heart.He stole Atsushi Nakajima's dessert and snack plan, and he didn't really want to eavesdrop on the mafia's career development (although he would listen too).

Osamu Dazai has a little hobbies - he likes canned crab meat, bandages, and the refreshing and energetic self-shark, etc. He also has a little habit, such as installing bugs on others.

As a "bug wholesaler", he never thought that his wiretapping would be connected with others.

("It should be here, the snack shop that Mr. Ye Zang mentioned. It's really this snack—"

Bag sound*

Thank you for your patronage *)

Osamu Dazai:?

Thank you from the bottom of my heart.I want to eavesdrop on my former boss, not the useless Ranpo and Yezang food plans (although I will listen too).Fortunately, the other party was Horihazo, otherwise I would have met Sanzukawa.

At the same time, they recalled the reason why they joined the stage.

When I met Osamu Dazai for the first time at the detective agency, I wiped my hair soaked in river water, and stuck unopened wiretapping devices on the table and sofa, deliberately letting the other party use it.

When I met Horihazo for the first time at the detective agency, I smiled and took off the unopened wiretapping that was stuck on the table and sofa, and stuffed it into my pocket.

Osamu Dazai and Horihazo: ...

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"It's true, Ye Zang~" Dazai Osamu held his face, "How can you play around with bugs? Such a dangerous thing, what should I do if it causes other people's plans to fail~"

"What! The madao boy just wanted to see the world of some adults at first." Horiha Zang looked away, "A grown-up like Dazai will not understand my heart that is about to mature, ah~ how shy it is like The thoughts of flower buds are the unique rights of teenagers!"

"Hey——I didn't know that such a strong sniper sound would belong to this type," Dazai poked Ye Zang, "Flower—bud~"

"If you want something, you have to pay a price." Ye Zang was very firm, "In fact, I am a stupid and ordinary person."

Osamu Dazai laughed wildly as if he had heard some peerless joke. When the silver-haired boy suspected that he would laugh, the other party gasped and stopped, but the smile was still on his face.

"Ye Zang really thinks," the man's eyes filled with black mud, "do you still have to be sober, an ordinary, stupid person?"

There was no answer, and something surged in the silver-haired boy's silver eyes, and the silver color turned into smoke gray under the similar shadow, but soon, the shadow dissipated in the sunlight, and turned back into a dazzling color that was the same as the hair color. of silver.

"Ordinary people can't be counted," Horihazou smiled, a little tenderly, "because there is a fool who said that people with long, natural silver curly hair are good people, so I must at least be a good guy."

Osamu Dazai saw him turn and leave. Ye Zang's hairband today was red, and it was tangled in the hair randomly, and the hanging part was floating in the air.

Good guy... Osamu Dazai thought leisurely, it doesn't matter if you look at it.

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The author has something to say:

Hori-chan has a teacher named Akita Matsudaira, who is a good old man.

Akita Matsudaira probably means peace in autumn.