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Chuya Nakahara's reaction seems a bit big?

Is it because of embarrassment... Hehe, it turns out that the male god would also be embarrassed to thank you very sincerely in the face of this attitude.

Although, I couldn't help but hide back a little disgustedly: "Mr. Chuya, you are so dirty."

"Sorry." The orange-haired boy subconsciously covered his mouth, wiped the water stains on the table with a napkin, and then patted the table as if he had realized something: "...It's not right! Hey, I say you, you know yourself What were you talking about just now?"

Eh?

I didn't understand why the male god Zhongye reacted so strongly, and asked suspiciously, "What?"

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

His forehead twitched, and there were faint black lines on his face. He seemed to understand that it was impossible to expect me to understand, and he said with a strange expression: "Forget it."

"Eat quickly."

So, I managed to finish my dinner, until the meal was over, the orange-haired boy with a delicate face didn't find out my identity, and asked me if I needed to call Gu Chuan over.

"Please do not."

Farewell, if Big Brother Calabash Baby comes here, he will definitely scold me to death every minute, I don’t want to be scolded when I am in such a beautiful mood after finally filling my stomach!

"That, Mr. Chuya. My home is on this street... Oh yes, on Maji, very near, I think... Icangobackbymyself."

I stuttered to explain, and then spoke English in a broken jar, and my heart was a little tormented.

"...Maji means city." The orange-haired boy corrected me with black lines, although it was useless.

Zhongyuan Zhong also naturally did not force this matter, he was not free enough to let his "brother" subordinates rush over to pick up "sister" back, I left the gate of Heke Izakaya with the other party, the boy was already handsome Buttoning the top hat on top of his head, he raised his foot and planned to leave straight away.

Even He Zhong was about to bid farewell and parted, and he didn't remember how to say "thank you".

When the young man turned to leave, I, who was very polite, thought of using English instead of this word, and couldn't help but ran forward and grabbed the hem of the other's shirt: "That, Mr. Nakaya."

"Today is really thankyou."

"Can I, want to have your mobile phone number?"

That's right, after all, I still got my hands on the male god's contact information, because I really want it!

I looked at the other party expectantly. Nakahara Chuya had already turned his head when he heard the words. His tone was obviously confused: "What do you want my phone number for?"

I didn't panic at all, I had already prepared my words, my eyes were shining like the pikapika on the first day I saw him, although I was too lazy to make any expression on my face, my eyes still showed a little expectation: "Actually, I have always aimed to be Mr. Chuya's subordinate, and I want to be your subordinate like Brother Furukawa. This is me...I..."

"Motivation to live!"

I am so awesome to say such a long sentence in one breath.

Although it was directly replaced with a sentence or word with a similar meaning, thanks to Dazai's boss who always mentioned death, life, motivation, etc., the male god Chuya should be able to understand the general meaning.

Sure enough, the orange-haired boy in front of him understood.

I didn't expect that I would say that, Nakahara Chuya's expression was a bit inexplicable, his cobalt blue eyes slightly moved away, and he said in an uncomfortable and complicated tone: "...There is no need to be so exaggerated."

"take it."

A string of numbers was written on the sticky note, and the boy with ochre-orange hair put the cap on the pen and actually handed over the contact information.

I was so happy in my heart, I happily put away my things and went back to the small Internet cafe where I lived, charged my phone, and received a bombardment of several messages as soon as I turned it on.

It turned out that Gu Chuan-senpai really brought back food, but my phone was turned off and I couldn't contact anyone. Nozawa was on a temporary mission again, so he could only curse and put the things in the public area of ​​the staff dormitory.

Inevitably, I was scolded by my elder brother, and now I didn't dare to tell the other party that I had actually (borrowed others' influence) that Rang Zhong also invited me to a meal, so I hurriedly pretended to be my grandson and apologized honestly.

"Bahiro, don't you really want to come and get some? There's your favorite hamburger."

Nozawa also called when he came back from the mission. I was too full to understand what he said, and I was too lazy to take my own share. Let Nozawa not eat it all carelessly, but I feel a little bit in my heart. reluctant.

Hope to have a chance to go again...

Sure enough, I still work hard and try to get a job from the boss of Hei Ni. It would be better to really be his subordinate.

***

There is nothing wrong with my thinking.

After a few days of leisure time, Osamu Dazai immediately threw a difficult task over. He even asked me to catch the leader of a small organization, which is completely inhumane.

"The leader of that organization knows something that is not good for PortMafia, and the leader wants to know what information he has."

The handsome young man with soft hair sighed, lay on the office chair and looked over with his eyes half covered by the bandage, with a headache expression on his face: "Xiaojiao, do you understand what I mean?"

No, I don't understand.

Although he said simple sentences, the meaning can be guessed almost, but is he serious about letting himself rush into another armed organization to arrest people!

In terms of conversion, this is equivalent to asking me to go to the "sheep" organization to catch Chuya Zhongyuan (although the cannon fodder boss of a small organization is incomparable to Zhongya), heck, don't care if the members of the organization are all low-end stuff, There must be something powerful about someone being able to set up an organization, how can I handle it alone!

Also, I really suspect that this is the task that Mori Ogai threw to him, but he threw it to me...

"Go to the intelligence department to find Ango for the photo." Dazai Osamu was still talking to himself, "That boss has a lot of information, almost all of them are hobbies, and I feel bored after reading the first page."

"But for Xiaojiao, as long as she draws the portrait of the little boss, she can deal with it casually. I'm looking forward to it."

"..."

I vaguely heard the words "data" and "painting", and my mood became even more depressed. He clearly knew that my painting progress was still stuck in the head sketch.

In the past few days, I was in a hurry, forcing Mr. Tony to skip still lifes such as crock pots, and then I was able to progress to the facial features of portraits.

Fortunately, Osamu Dazai is not so devilish. He said that I can go to Black Lizard to lead a team of ten people, because he is his subordinate. In terms of overall status in the organization, he is actually higher than ordinary members of Black Lizard. The length of the person is even.

"Ok."

Suffocated, I first went to Ango Sakaguchi, and when I got the photo, I found out that it was a job thrown to Dazai by the Mori Ogai boss, and I got a very sympathetic look from the young man with black hair and glasses.

"Thank you, Mr. Yasuko Sakago." I said in despair, because I was thinking about the task in my mind, and I basically didn't think about it.

The man in the photo is very ugly, with two scars on his face and a lot of creases, it is super difficult to draw at first glance.

"...You are already going too far than Ango Sakamoto, haven't you remembered my name yet!"

Ango Sakaguchi, who was sitting opposite, had his eyebrows twitching crazily, and almost wrote the wrong document in his hand. He couldn't hold it back, and said with a twitching corner of his mouth: "Beforehand, your task is special and has a certain degree of confidentiality. Knowing that Dazai-kun will throw this task to you, don't involve the innocent."

"Eh? Oh, sorry."

I came back to my senses and quickly apologized. While struggling to translate the electronic materials in my hand with translation software, I humbly asked the other party: "Then, does Mr. Ango have any suggestions?"

"Why did you suddenly call me SAMA..." Ango Sakaguchi looked over speechlessly. Generally speaking, he is not obliged to help me. The society of adults is indifferent and complicated. The above is not enough friends.

However, the black-haired young man sitting across from him was silent for a moment, then handed over the translated text, and pointed to the first page of the paper version——

"Have you read the documents, the leader of that small organization has many hobbies, one of which is to go to a unique small bar every Saturday to drink, didn't Dazai-kun teach you to pay attention to some small places, those places are often very good Good opportunity to start."

"Let's do it while there is no one around the other party."

***

I came out of Sakaguchi Ango Dashan very gratefully, and the frown in my heart finally improved a lot.

I remembered that Osamu Dazai was mentioned in the translation written by Ango Sakaguchi. To be honest, after careful recollection, Osamu Dazai seemed to have mentioned the word "first page", probably.

But he said such a long paragraph at the beginning, and the small hints were mixed in a group of super fast sentences. I didn't pay attention at all. Who can remember this!

How about learning a little bit of Japanese? I was a little tangled in my heart, hesitating whether to wait until the end of the mission to try to retrieve the fifty-syllabary chart.

Thank goodness that black mud boss didn't force me to learn Japanese, and I don't know what he was thinking... While regretting my procrastination, I left the intelligence department and came to the black lizard's department, symbolically knocking on the open door. As soon as he stepped into the house, he met Guangjin Liulang.

The 50-year-old man still combed his hair neatly behind his head, and was wearing an elegant dark orange sash. Looking at him through a golden monocle, he looked slightly surprised: "You are..."

"Hello."

I quickly handed over the translation software on my phone, indicating that I was here to lead someone.

"I see." Guangjin Liulang looked pensive, as if thinking about which team to assign to me.

He obviously remembers me. I don't know why, but it may be because the other party was also there at the oolong scene when he and Dazai Osamu met for the first time. When the old man looked at me, the atmosphere on his body was really silent.

While the other party was contemplating, several carefree men in suits came in from behind the door. They seemed to be discussing something with each other, and they all greeted Guangjin Liulang respectfully when they entered the room:

"Master Guangjin!"

I took a look at it, and found that there were a few familiar faces inside, who seemed to be members of the Black Lizard who guarded the No. [-] arsenal back then.

Ah, there were also subordinates who followed a certain boss when they met for the first time. The guy with the scar on his face seemed to be the guy who jumped into the water to scoop up defectors... But there were too many people at that time, only these few faces impressive.

"Hey, that's just right, Hirota, Kato, where is your captain? Follow this lady to go on missions later, she is Mr. Dazai's subordinate."

Guangjin Liulang just made a sound at this time, which brought me back to my senses a little. He threw the new members of the Black Lizard to me, and left in a hurry after explaining, leaving me and a few ordinary members looked at each other.

……

"Master Yaxun."

Hirota, standing on the far left, was the first to say hello silently, with a more respectful attitude than the others.

That's right, compared to the guy with the scar on his face whose name seems to be Kato (Katou), and other cannon fodder members whom he doesn't know, I have a closer relationship with Hirota. Anyway, we work together in the No. [-] Armory In two days.

We also lined up to get miso soup together in the cafeteria, although we didn't exchange a word.

"Ignore Saxi." Nodding friendly, I realized that Mr. Guangjin Liulang should have thrown these people to me. I poked my head and looked behind the door. The other members of their ten-member team hadn't arrived yet. Expect to wait a few minutes.

...Let's just sit down for a while.

Standing on two legs was a bit tired, and I realized that I was currently the highest in the room, so it was fine, so I directly took out those documents and sat down on the sofa not far away, and continued to translate the materials I just got, carefully Study the photo above.

After watching for an indeterminate amount of time, at this moment, one of the members seemed to be unable to stand up, and even spoke to me: "That, Yahiro-sama."

"Are you a subordinate of Mr. Dazai?"

Huh?

I raised my head in doubt, and found that the other party was a public face I had never seen before. I looked carefully, and there were no calluses on his hands, only some bumpy red marks. wrong……

Is it a newcomer?

Hey, I really feel how I have grown up. Look at how this black-hearted organization forced people. I used to observe the posture of the big brother in the suit when he used the gun for self-study. I paid special attention to this aspect, but his gun-wielding The traces are obviously taught by someone, I'm really envious.

"But you and Mr. Nakahara have a longer marriage, right?"

.........

I just stopped thinking about half of the emotion in my mind.