Sente Eiji's Black Friday

"Then, I'm leaving now."

"Oh! Be careful all the way~"

In front of the white Mazda, the two who had been intimate for a night were saying goodbye.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Jiang Gu Ling looked at the smiling man outside who was waving at him, his reluctance was gradually mixed with dissatisfaction: "I said you, the promise is too simple, right? It seems that I wish I could leave quickly It seems that you want to find another little lover after I leave, right?"

"Ahahaha how is that possible! Trust me a little bit!"

Natsume Eiji laughed unconvincingly, and it took a while to restrain his smile under Fuguya Ling's speechless gaze, but his eyes were softer.

He leaned over to hold Jiang Gu Ling's face, and gently pressed the stick on his lips, his voice was very low: "This time I'm serious. Protect yourself, Zero."

"...Well, I know." Jiang Gu Ling blinked his red eyes, and there was a heart-warming tenderness in his brows, and he took the initiative to peck his lips lightly, "Don't forget the promise after returning to Tokyo."

"I can't forget it." Natsume Eiji squeezed his ring finger with a low smile, then let him go and took a step back, watching the Mazda drive out of sight.

Belmode had already left yesterday. In order to avoid people's eyes and ears, Zhu Fujingguang took the Shinkansen late last night, so now that Fuguya Rei also left, there are no foreign organization personnel staying in Yokohama.

Natsume Eiji walked back slowly, his eyes paused for a moment on the five buildings in Gang Hei, he raised his head and let out a deep breath.

For some things, it is time to start the final stage.

When "certain things" are developing in an orderly manner, my personal social interaction has not been affected much, and I can still ask Sakunosuke Oda out to eat curry.

Speaking of which, it's thanks to that brat Dazai Osamu who stopped torturing me recently, otherwise I might not have time to fulfill my promise.

"But why did he stop suddenly?"

I met again in Dad's foreign restaurant, I swallowed a mouthful of curry, poked my cheek and asked with some doubts, "It really is like a child's 3-minute heat, have you lost interest in me?"

"Disappointed?" Oda Sakunosuke turned to look at me.

"No, no, it's just a little strange. If I insist on saying it, I'm relieved." I waved my hands in fright, showing a frightened expression, "That stinky brat has too many tricks, even if it's me I can't stand it either."

"Really? I think you two are enjoying it." Oda Sakunosuke explained calmly, completely unaware of the shocking words he said.

He paused, and looked at me with some doubts: "What's the matter, you look like you were struck by lightning?"

"No, I was burned by your weird eyes." I rubbed the goosebumps on my body and grinned with a horrible expression, "Which eye sees that we are enjoying it? Really..."

"...Hmm." Oda Sakunosuke looked at me thoughtfully, put a mouthful of curry into his mouth, swallowed it slowly, and then spoke again: "But recently, Dazai occasionally shows a very lonely look in his eyes."

He said this in his usual tone without ups and downs, and looked at me thoughtfully, "I always feel that he should have something to do with you."

"Hey—?" My smile remained unchanged, and I poked the soft-boiled egg on the top of the curry with a spoon, "So what does Sakunosuke mean? Hope I take the initiative to reconcile with your friends?"

I also heard that the strange low-level member Oda Sakunosuke and the cadre Osamu Dazai are friends.

So what is the truth?Sakunosuke Oda, who returned the important things to the Central Plains cadres for the ten leaders of the Black Lizard, and who is also friends with the Dazai cadres, is his essence really as heartless as it seems on the surface...

(Oda Sakunosuke: ...?)

"I didn't say that." Oda Sakunosuke shook his head, as if he didn't notice anything wrong at all, his expression was as dull as before, and his words were still unreserved.

He said frankly, naturally and plainly: "Dazai is a child who has been lost in the darkness for a long time. He longs for light, but never expects light, as if he once lost something that illuminated him, and he stubbornly believes that I don’t need anything else other than that.”

"This situation has not changed since I met him, until you joined the port of Mafia. Since then, Dazai has changed, and I can see that he seems to hope that the light is you. But..."

"But?" I lazily poked the egg back and forth.

Oda Sakunosuke turned his head to look at my profile, and said calmly, "But, you may be the darkest abyss."

"--Ding."

The spoon poking into the bottom of the plate made a crisp sound.

Oda Sakunosuke glanced at my stopped hand, and looked away without paying much attention, and took another mouthful of curry: "I don't think Dazai will get what he wants, and I think you have no reason to accept his confusion, so "Well, let's do it first."

I laughed out loud when I heard this, and the air around me seemed to start to flow again: "What the hell is 'Let's do it first'? Did you just give up on mediation?"

"Well, there is no other way." Oda Sakunosuke said honestly, "It's better for you two to solve the matter yourself. Even if someone like me wants to intervene, he is not as smart as you."

"No, Sakunosuke has very powerful eyes." I retorted and looked at him with my eyes bent.

Oda Sakunosuke looked at me suspiciously: "I remember you said a few minutes ago that I have bad eyesight—"

"Be my friend, Sakunosuke!"

I interrupted him before he finished speaking, showing my brightest and most irresistible smile, and took his hand enthusiastically: "You are really interesting! I like you so much! I can agree me?"

"Huh? Ah...ha." Oda Sakunosuke was stunned for a moment, uttered several meaningless tones, and held my hand back in a daze.

"You agreed? Did you agree? You agreed, right?!"

My smile suddenly brightened several times, I shook Oda Sakunosuke's hand up and down several times, and let out a hearty and heroic laugh: "Then please give me more advice from now on! Sakunosuke! ——Oh no, someone close to you Do they all call you 'Odasaku'? Can I call you that too, Odasaku?"

"Ah...of course." Oda Saku finally came back to his senses at this moment, his bland face softened slightly, and he showed me a faint smile, "Please advise, Natsume."

"Just call me Eiji! Eiji!"

"Oh, good, Eiji."

"Uh-huh!"

——I really want to be friends with Odasaku.

As you all know, Eiji-sama, I have a super good personality, and I can make friends wherever I go. I also really like making friends, but there is still a difference between a good friend and an ordinary friend.

I can feel that Oda Sakunosuke is a very interesting person, some of his ideas are beyond my guess, perhaps this is the natural charm.

The most important thing is that he also has incredible intuition and keen eyes hidden under the ordinary appearance. The angle and depth of seeing problems are so excellent that I am delighted. I sincerely look forward to and enjoy chatting with him. Because I don't know what kind of surprise he will bring me in the next second.

Perhaps Osamu Dazai became friends with Oda Saku because of this.

For people like us, Odasaku's type is really rare, it's like finding a sapphire in a pile of gravel.

So in the next period of time, the relationship between Oda Saku and I became closer and closer, and I even knew a lot about him.

For example, he adopted five lovely children. For example, he is a star who never gets tired of spicy curry. For example, he has a dream of writing, and the person who guides him to have this dream is called Natsume Soseki.

I:……

"Speaking of which, Natsume-sensei has the same surname as you, Eiji."

During another appointment at a foreign restaurant, Odasaku who talked about this experience suddenly realized this fact and turned to look at me.

I held the water glass in a daze: "Yes, he is my grandfather."

"Is that right?"

"That's it."

"Ah, so it is."

Oda Sakunosuke made a surprised sound, turned his head and continued to eat his own curry.

Me: "...Pfft!"

Another reaction I never expected!

Odasaku, who was eating curry, gave me a puzzled but habitual look at me who suddenly burst out laughing, and I didn't have much meaning to explain to him. After laughing enough, I rubbed my stomach and asked: "So Odasaku is because I read my grandpa's "Light and Darkness" is what I wanted to write, isn't that true?"

"To be precise, it's because I want to read the ending of the second volume." Oda Saku didn't care about my escaping, and explained solemnly:

"There is a killer in that book. He chose not to kill for some reason. I want to know the reason why he didn't kill, but the last few pages of the book were torn out. Mr. Natsume suggested that I guess the killer's mood by myself, and then Write the ending yourself."

"So from then on, I won't kill people anymore." The man with dark red hair said this, showing an almost gentle smile.

"One day in the future, I want to buy a house near the sea, where I can see the sea, listen to the sound of children playing, smell the smell of curry leftovers, and freely write my own on paper."

The man's voice was extremely gentle at that moment, full of bright longing and hope.

I looked at him quietly with my face on my face, and after a while, I smiled with emotion: "That's great. The words written by Oda Zuo must be warm and interesting."

"Will it?" Odasaku rarely showed a little embarrassment.

"Yes, yes! At that time, I will definitely be the first reader to buy your book!" I said with a smile, raised my hand and patted Odasaku's shoulder, and changed the words abruptly, "But Actually, I know the ending of that movie, okay?"

Oda Saku was taken aback when he heard the words, and then he rarely asked me in an accelerated voice: "Really?"

"Really." What a guess.

I looked at him with my arms crossed and smiled, and under his eager gaze, I said with crooked eyebrows and eyes:

"The killer died in the end."

"This is the ending."

"—Ah Choo!"

The three-flowered cat lazily basking in the sun on the wall suddenly sneezed.

"cold?"

A majestic and old-fashioned voice came from under the wall. Sanhua, who was suspicious, turned her little head to look down, and suddenly met a super fierce face.

The silver-haired old-fashioned warrior looked at him seriously, and after a while, he slowly took out a small dried fish from his sleeve.

Sanhua: "..."

Sanhua stood up, flicked her tail and left coldly.

——I thought someone was talking about the old man, but it turned out to be this unlucky disciple.

At the same time, in a foreign food restaurant favored by his loyal readers, his precious grandson smiled like a leader of an MLM organization, and grabbed the hand of the man opposite him who looked dazed:

"Do you want to know how the killer should change his career?"

"I am willing to teach you for free, because we are friends! Oda Saku!"