Bandage fine tricks

The body drenched by the heavy rain was very cold, and it took a long time to soak in hot water to warm up.

She took a deep breath before getting up from the bathtub, dried her body and hair, picked up the hair dryer and blown it slowly.

Andre and the others... Will they listen to her?

She doesn't think so, otherwise they would have seen the news of the regime change that happened a few months ago - but they don't know it until now, it can only be said that they spontaneously blocked all and that country relevant news.

How deep was the injury in the first place, that it was unbearable to even hear the name of that country?

Nana couldn't imagine it, and people who haven't really experienced it can't understand it just by imagining it.

Touching her hair, it was already dry, Nana looked at the time again, it was eleven o'clock in the evening.

Dazai hasn't returned yet.

I don't know if something happened at the port Mafia left him or he didn't have the habit of going home.

I don't know if he will come back tonight or not. If he doesn't come back, he can just lock the door and go to sleep, or he will have to leave the door open...

After thinking about it, she sent a text message to Osamu Dazai, and then began to check the doors and windows of each room from top to bottom and lock them to prevent thieves from entering at night.

Well, if you come back, leave him a door and go to sleep without locking it, if you don't come back, even lock the door and sleep!

After walking a few steps, the phone heard the sound of receiving a new message. She opened it and said, "I'm having a drink with my friends. I'll be back before twelve o'clock. Wait for me!"

"Dazai... you seem to be in a good mood?"

Oda Sakunosuke asked with some uncertainty—the reason why he was not sure was because he felt that his words were not appropriate. Dazai looks like this, how can he be in a good mood...

Obviously, he should be in a very good mood.

But ever since he got to know Dazai, even if it seems to others that he is not lacking in everything, in the eyes of Oda Sakunosuke, he can feel that this child is surrounded by loneliness from beginning to end, even if he and Ango can be regarded as his Friends, and never been able to walk into his solitude.

But now, that sense of loneliness... just like encountering the winter snow in spring, it melted silently.

Especially just now when he received a short message on his mobile phone, after Dazai opened it, his brows were visible to the naked eye, and after replying almost without a pause, he just held his mobile phone and looked overjoyed alone.

"Really?" Osamu Dazai asked back, as if he still wanted to be reserved, but he couldn't hold it back, he smiled and bent his exposed eyes, "I'm really in a good mood after moving!"

oh?Dazai, he moved out of that garbage disposal plant?

Ango Sakaguchi, who was a little silent because of the experience in the afternoon, looked over in surprise: It is normal for Oda Sakunosuke to be unclear as a low-level employee. As an intelligence officer of the port Mafia, he is still at the level of a quasi-cadre, so he naturally knows that Osamu Dazai is not like other A cadre, he lives in the dumping ground of the waste disposal plant that even his subordinates dare not approach without an invitation.

It really doesn't look like a place where a cadre who holds a lot of power lives.

But it was chosen by Osamu Dazai himself, and the leader did not interfere, so the others naturally couldn't say anything.

But now Dazai is, he moved out from there?

"It's incredible..."

Sakaguchi Ango murmured.

There are so many things that will make you feel incredible!

Osamu Dazai touched his bow tie and thought to himself.

His repeated movements finally caught the attention of the dull ex-killer: "Dazai, your bow tie..."

Have you finally noticed, I didn’t go home in vain, but came to chat with you and drink... Osamu Dazai thought happily.

——Although he couldn't introduce her to them, to be precise, he didn't want anyone to see her. Considering the speed and number of his enemies, it would be best to hide her until the end of time, but...

I want to tell my friends about this.

"...Is it too tight and uncomfortable?" Oda Sakunosuke asked with concern, "Anyway, it's this kind of time, and it's okay to untie it."

Osamu Dazai hit his head hard on the bar counter, making a loud noise.

The bartender took a look to confirm that there were no cracks on his bar, and then looked away.

It is not just once or twice that this guest loses his nerve.

"Is the brain hypoxic? His forehead seems a little red." Oda Sakunosuke was still in a state, thinking that Osamu Dazai was dizzy, so he knocked on the table.

"...No, Odasaku, you are really unexpected sometimes, even I can't predict what you will do." Covering his forehead, Osamu Dazai raised his head in a daze, thinking that he would go back later !

Before the red mark from knocking out has disappeared, go back to find her to act like a baby, to hug and to comfort her!

It would be best if she could take the initiative...cough!

"No, Dazai obviously wanted you to pay attention to his bow tie today..." Ango Sakaguchi fell silent after speaking.

He realized the meaning behind the bow tie that was obviously worn by a novice—even though he wasn't sure at first, but seeing Dazai's appearance as if a peacock spread its tail, he had to admit: ...it's true.

In this world, there are actually people who are willing to be with Osamu Dazai.

——Ah, it’s not that no one wants to, in fact, the face of Osamu Dazai alone is enough for many women to support him for the rest of their lives, not to mention his status and power as a cadre of Mafia at the port, but if you look at these two points The woman who came here would only cut off contact after being teased by Dazai for a while, no matter how many tears she shed for him, he would not make him look back.

What makes him so impatient to share with his friends, yet sneaky and unwilling to speak out, contradictory, wanting to announce to the world while keeping others hidden... is the person he really wants to cherish and be with him all the time Bar.

...Wait, this guy just said he moved?That is to say...

"You moved because of her?" Sakaguchi Ango asked tentatively.

The boy turned his face away: "I can't help it, she doesn't like it there!" Actually, no, she didn't show disgust, but he was afraid that she would be uncomfortable staying there, so he couldn't wait to get the house done, "Girl She's just squeamish! It's too hot to blow-dry her hair, so I have to do it for her!"

Selectively forgetting the disgusting look in other people's eyes and the memory of blowing someone's hair by himself, he thought, it would be better to be more coquettish, and it would be best to let him take over her daily life, take care of her, and ask him to drink water Hey, I can't live without him...

"...Your eyes are a little perverted now." Sakaguchi Ango silently moved away a little.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

The black mud spirit hurriedly put the black mud stuffed bandage that he accidentally leaked back into his pocket.

Ango Sakaguchi heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that this guy should be calmer this time, but unexpectedly, Osamu Dazai immediately aimed at him in the next second: "Speaking of which, Ango, you look pretty good!"

"It's not bad! I just came back from Tokyo, and I should go back on the same day! Even the boss can't squeeze people to go to work like this!" When he mentioned his schedule, Ango's expression and tone were full of social animals Resentment, "I don't even have to rest, and I have to do tidying up when I go back..."

"Wow, it looks so hard," Osamu Dazai clapped his hands like a little dolphin, "Then, what kind of work did you do?"

Here I should tell the lie that I have reviewed countless times in advance and weaved it in detail as if it were true: I went fishing (to buy smuggled goods), and I only went there when I heard that there were very good first-class smuggled goods from Europe. It turned out that they were all bad street things, and only an antique pocket watch was not bad—then he opened his bag and showed them the antique pocket watch to prove his words.

But for some reason, Ango Sakaguchi remembered that memory that was forbidden to be mentioned to anyone without a clear password.

She said that antique pocket watches should not get wet, and asked him to exchange for a trade item—if he really received the trade item as he planned, he should not choose to trade with others in the heavy rain, Because the value of an antique pocket watch that gets wet will drop a lot, which is not in line with his identity and handling ability as a trader.

Pretending to be sunny?Even if he was in Yokohama, he could tell from the weather forecast that it was raining heavily in Tokyo at that time, not to mention that he still had a wet umbrella in his bag... Yes, his clothes would definitely be damaged in such a heavy rain Most of it was wet, if it was the deal at [-] o'clock that he originally thought, it would be only three hours now, and it would be impossible to dry it out.

...So, at that time, she saw through the excuses he had prepared in advance, and pointed out the biggest flaw in it.

It's not so much about changing the trade item, it's more about... asking him to change the excuse.

"...Sorry, it's something that can't be said." Ango Sakaguchi was a little confused, he didn't know if it was right for him to do it, and if it would make Dazai suspicious, but if he asked him to make up an excuse...it's not impossible, but...

But what?

He didn't think about it.

The two who are both members of the mafia are very clear about the rules of the organization. Since what Ango said is "what can't be said", they must not let them know, so the two changed the topic very smoothly.

"By the way, Ango is driving, right?" Ango Sakaguchi ordered tomato juice instead of alcohol, indicating that he was going to drive—although he is a mafia, but in some respects he is very law-abiding—so it was very easy for Osamu Dazai Inferring this matter, "Give me a ride, I promised to go back before 12 o'clock."

The person who said this seemed to have petals floating in the background.

Sakaguchi Ango: "..."

He felt like his face was covered in dog food and stuffed into his stomach.

The dog food was still cold, hard and unpalatable.

"Okay, but I don't know where you live now," Ango Sakaguchi squeezed his car keys and sighed, "Remember to show me the way—and, fasten your seat belt."

"Yeah!" Osamu Dazai nodded perfunctorily, got into the passenger seat, fastened his seat belt, took out his phone and started to focus on sending messages to someone.

Ango Sakaguchi glanced at it from the corner of his eye, the screen seemed to be all messages from Osamu Dazai, and the other side was blank without any response, and the screen clearly showed "unread", indicating that the other party didn't read so many messages from Osamu Dazai at all. information……

Ah this.

Dazai won't set a record of being dumped on the first day of having a girlfriend, right?

——Ango Sakaguchi believed that Dazai would never be able to hide the fact that he had a girlfriend until the next day.

It may be that the pity in his eyes was not well hidden. Ango Sakaguchi received a fierce stare from his friend. Just as he was about to pretend that he didn't see it and turned his head, he saw that Osamu Dazai had called up the dial page: obviously, there was no reply after sending a message case, he decided to call directly.

"Wait a minute, Dazai!" Feeling that he was obliged to work hard for his friend's happiness, Ango Sakaguchi hurriedly stopped him, "It's already past eleven o'clock, and the girls are basically asleep by this time, right? You won't be noisy on the phone now." Wake her up?"

——Not everyone is like their group of mafia, the darker the night, the more "exciting" life is!

Ango Sakaguchi saw that Dazai's face was blank.

Obviously, he didn't expect this.

But what's worse than this is that both Ango Sakaguchi and Osamu Dazai's eyes fell on the screen of the mobile phone held by the boy in his hand - when Ango Sakaguchi called out, Dazai had already dialed it out quickly...

"...It's still too late to hang up now." Ango Sakaguchi tried to remedy, as long as he didn't wake up, he could still be saved.

Osamu Dazai squeezed the phone, hesitantly refused to hang up: "But... I told her before that I would go back before 12 o'clock, and asked her to wait for me..."

She...would wait, right? If she didn't refuse, she meant to wait for him, right?

While talking, the dialing screen changed to a call - the other party picked up.

Ango Sakaguchi had a terrible headache. Seeing Osamu Dazai holding his breath subconsciously, he took a deep breath and reached out his hand to him, beckoning him to give him the phone.

Not waiting for Osamu Dazai to dawdle, deeply feeling that his friends will really be dumped on the first day if this continues, and the innocent people in the port Mafia will be unlucky at that time, Ango Sakaguchi, with the mood of a savior, snatched Osamu Dazai He brought the mobile phone to his ear, and rushed to strike first before the other party could speak: "Hi, I'm Dazai's friend. He just calmed down after drinking too much at the bar. I was about to send him back, but I didn't Knowing his new address after moving, could you please tell me the address of his residence?"

After being silent for a while, I reported an address, and even said "I'm sorry for you" - a gentle and calm voice, with a clear spirit like snowflakes falling on the bright and moonlit ground, it is just listening to the voice can make you feel happy. People think of the texture of Kaguya Hime-like characters under the moonlight.

How did he get kidnapped by Dazai... Sakaguchi Ango sighed inwardly, returned the phone, and didn't look at the eyes of his friend who had grabbed the phone like a dog whose meat had been robbed, and his expression was a bit empty.

I just don't know why...it sounds familiar?

After 15 minutes, Ango Sakaguchi looked at the girl who came out to open the door and was hugged tightly by Dazai with his superb drunken acting skills, and his expression was blank for a moment.

Dazai's girlfriend... is she?

A confidant subordinate of the head of the supernatural spy department, but the girlfriend of the youngest cadre at the port Mafia?

——Just put two prefix nouns together and you will know how incompatible they are, not to mention the following words!

The minds of people who have been immersed in conspiracy and tricks for many years deduced the most likely background and future almost instantly: contact with the target for the task, approach, close at hand, but the target is the information he handled...

...Dazai, do you know?

No, he doesn't know... If he knew, he would never behave like this...

When her mission is completed, Dazai...

Almost instantly knowing what the other person was thinking just by looking at Ango's changing expression, Nana took a deep breath and tried to restrain her urge to sigh: "...Forget about all the thoughts in your mind!"

"You guys know each other?" Osamu Dazai quickly sensed the strangeness, raised his head, his eyes were clear and he couldn't see the slightest hint of drunkenness.

The girl raised her eyes and glanced at him: "Are you sober? Stand up by yourself."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Osamu Dazai buried his face back into the girl's neck at an even faster speed, hugging her waist and not forgetting to yell, "I'm so dizzy, I can't stand still..."

Sakaguchi Ango: "..."

After nodding to Ango Sakaguchi to express her gratitude, Nana closed the door, locked it, and then patted the person who was still clinging to her: "Get up, go wash up and go back to your room to sleep."

The hand at the waist did not let go, but tightened even tighter.

"You know Anwu, and he knows you." The boy's deep voice came from next to his ear, not a question, but an affirmation, "He was surprised to see you here, he thinks you shouldn't be here."

There was no other sound for a while.

Nana thought for a while and asked, "Did he tell you about his work today?"

The person on the body was silent for a while, and finally lifted his head against her cheek, and his iris-colored eyes, which seemed to be soaked in water, stared at her quietly.

"He didn't say it." The girl drew this conclusion from it, "Then I can't say it either."

"Is it related to the leader of the port Mafia?" Even he, one of the five cadres, did not have the authority to deal with the content. After thinking about it, Dazai only had the task assigned by the leader himself.

Nana nodded.

"The content of his work today is related to you?"

This time, Nana thought for a while before slowly nodding.

There is some relationship, but the relationship is not particularly big—Osamu Dazai buried his head back on the girl's shoulder, smelled her reassuring scent, and closed his eyes: "Well...then I'm fine. But keep it from me, I'm fine Sad...let me sleep with you tonight, okay?"

Nana: "..."

This familiar feeling of taking the opportunity to ask for benefits...

"If you don't speak, I will take it as your acquiescence."

Osamu Dazai quickly let go and threw himself into the bathroom without giving her a chance to speak.

"..."