I write dog blood in Yokohama

Is this guy sexually harassing me?

I have a guilty conscience... Ah no, I looked at him a little bit confused, "Does JO-chan want to be with me?"——It probably means this, I understand all the words except for the frame, but that □□ It is very interesting!

Should, shouldn't it be...

All in all, last night I just took this guy as the prototype (strike out) and just found some inspiration from this guy to publish a new article. It's better to be restrained.

"Ok?"

Osamu Dazai seemed to have noticed something, he opened his big eyes and saw that I looked away from him, and he couldn't help but said curiously: "Xiaojiao suddenly looked away, obviously the paragraph I said earlier You didn’t understand most of the words, didn’t you, why?”

"Is there something you're hiding from me?"

I:"……"

Hold on!

The black-haired boy deliberately said the last sentence in a slow and slow tone, as if he was afraid that others would not hear him clearly. I swallowed a mouthful of curry rice with a paralyzed face, and looked at him with a tilted head through the indifferent Oda Sakunosuke :"that."

"Mr. Dazai, do you want to have sex with me?"

……

The air fell into a brief silence.

"Dazai." Oda Sakunosuke stopped eating the curry that was just served, and frowned slightly to glance at a good friend, while Dazai Osamu fell into suspicious contemplation visibly, he touched his chin: "Ah ,Is it because I said live together, so I thought of it."

"But hey."

He stood up suddenly, walked over with Oda Sakunosuke's shoulders in two or three steps, and sat directly next to me. A black shadow cast slightly from the top of his head, leaving behind a faint, youthful atmosphere. Osamu Dazai's tone was puzzled: "Xiaojiao, do you really know what sex is?"

I:……

Do, what are you doing!

He is really sexually harassing him!This guy really underestimated me too much. He thought I was doing something in the past. You must know that I was a Mary Su writer with a mature mentality before time travel. I have written 5 or 6 of Osamu Dazai’s Xiaowen. article...

Thinking of this, my cold sweat suddenly flowed down.

I always feel like I dreamed back to the time when I met the male god Zhongye. In short, I absolutely must not let them know about this. I quickly lowered my head and silently ate a mouthful of curry as a cover-up: "No, I don't know."

Osamu Dazai: "..."

The air became quiet again.

"Well... I thought Xiaojiao didn't know, but judging by your reaction, it turns out that she really does." The black-haired boy still had a smile on his face, and his demeanor didn't change at all. Bing Shui turned her head and looked innocently curious, slightly bent her kite-colored eyes to look at me again, and said in a calm voice, "Who taught you, Jiaojiao?"

He cares!

I couldn't help but hide behind Oda Sakunosuke. At this time, I was still the No.1 male god in my mind. Seeing that I changed my position, he even moved the plate for me.

"Dazai, let's go here." Sure enough, Oda Sakunosuke accepted my request for help, turned around and brought the super spicy curry ordered by Osamu Dazai to him.

"Hey——as a responsible boss, I am worried about the safety of my subordinates. It would be terrible if Xiaojiao was deceived by some bad guy."

Osamu Dazai said in a dissatisfied tone, the smiling eyes looking at me made me feel a little PTSD, I always felt that there was something hidden in his eyes, it seemed to let me understand, his sentences were very slow and clear.

...I can really thank him.

To be honest, I am lucky not to be cheated and cheated by him.

This situation continued until at night when I was working in Lupin, I changed my clothes and arrived on time, and a certain trio also gathered at the bar as always to sing and talk about wine, enjoying the short time that belonged to the three of them alone.

However, things are always so unsatisfactory, Osamu Dazai unsurprisingly revealed the incident at noon to Ango Sakaguchi, and asked for a comment with a drawn-out voice, which resulted in the indescribable expression of a black-haired young man, who seemed distorted and awkward He shook his eyebrows tiredly, but finally said nothing.

I:……

Nothing to do with yourself.

Silently choosing to watch the nose and the nose and the heart, I honestly completed the task assigned to me by the boss, slipped out of the bar and decided to take out the trash outside.

It was at this time that Ango Sakaguchi saw Osamu Dazai and Sakunosuke Oda talking about something on the other side, and couldn't help but waved to me secretly. He couldn't help it, and lowered his voice and said with a very strange expression: "Eight Xun Jun, what you asked me about yesterday..."

"Could it be the man who wanted to give the gift? Are you really not cheated?"

...Where do I look so deceitful? Hey!

After understanding the last sentence, I am not standing there, and I am not standing there, Mr. Ango, do you know that the person you are talking about is actually Nakahara Chuya?

I opened my mouth, and before I could say anything, the black-haired boy who seemed to be drunk and fighting with Oda immediately moved over, stroked his chin slightly, and said thoughtfully, "I see."

"Does Xiaojiao know such a man before?"

Dazai Osamu looked at me with a smile, and I almost choked on my saliva. He quickly put down the trash, took out a book wrapped in wrapping paper and super expensive coffee from his arms, and handed them to Ango Sakaguchi: " Please, take it down."

That's right, books and coffee.

Of course, I did not forget the phone call with someone last night. I bought these in my free time in the afternoon. The name of the coffee in the back was a bit unclear, and I asked the clerk to take the most expensive one.

"Eh?"

Ango Sakaguchi was obviously stunned, pushed his glasses shyly, and took the things with both hands cautiously: "...Thank you, you really have a heart. May I open it."

"OK."

Japanese people are used to opening gifts face to face, which shows respect for the giver. However, looking at the book that was opened by himself to reveal his figure, Ango Sakaguchi's heart, which was a little moved, became a little subtle.

The two friends beside him (here definitely not referring to Oda Tsukuru) poked their heads over and looked at the thing in the hands of the black-haired young man with a strange expression. The title of the book was written on it in bright red fonts, and a mouth was drawn on the cover. Stitched black and white woman.

"But why is this book called "The Mouthless Girl and the Mouth-Tearing Baby"? It sounds scary!"

"sorry."

I opened my mouth honestly, but I was quite proud in my heart, "Koubayi" is the right one, because this guy's representative works in the three-dimensional world have many strange novels!Anyway, this is one of the few things I know about Ango Sakaguchi, so don't worry about it, just confuse the last topic anyway.

"Well, there's no need for an apology."

Ango Sakaguchi coughed uncomfortably, Osamu Dazai had already shifted his gaze, and began to observe his coffee from the side, and Sakunosuke Oda also came to look at it with a little curiosity, and finally directly evolved into a large-scale tasting scene of new coffee... ...No, isn't this a bar? Boss, is it really okay for you to indulge them like this?

I was very speechless. As a handyman bartender, I had to hand them the coffee machine in the store, plus three new cups.

"So there really is." Ango Sakaguchi was even more shocked than I was. He is also very qualified as a teaser. He took the brewed coffee with embarrassment, and was about to take a sip when Osamu Dazai suddenly raised his hand. He picked up the coffee package, leaned in front of him and said, "Ah."

"It turned out to be cat poop coffee."

"puff--"

Ango Sakaguchi who just took a sip almost sprayed the table.

***

I went home confused.

After that, the matter naturally disappeared, and one thing that made me more concerned was that Osamu Dazai seemed to be preparing an apology to me, and really recommended to me a place in the organization that was suitable for high-ranking members to live in, and the accommodation environment was very normal. staff dorm.

"apologize?"

The next day, I was baffled by having to work with him, and this guy didn't secretly write my Raven...cough, wait, actually, if you think about it, what he did to himself in terms of work is indeed 1 Thousands of apologies can't tell.

"Well, after all, I like suicides that don't cause trouble to others, that are refreshing and vigorous." Osamu Dazai looked at me with a smile.

It's pretty obvious what he's referring to, yeah!There is no reason for me to refuse in this case. Today is obviously the working time for us to go out to do tasks, but Osamu Dazai blatantly chose to skip work and took me to the place where the person in charge of the apartment lived.

"that……"

"is this OK?"

Even if it is me, I would feel uneasy if I openly skipped work!But Osamu Dazai didn't panic at all, instead he said nonchalantly: "Ah, that task is very simple, I don't even need to be there in person, I just cast some bait and the enemy is hooked."

"If I need to deal with it in the future, then it would be a waste of resources to keep those useless subordinates."

The black-haired boy said with a smile, but there was no emotion in those dark iris eyes, and the breath around him became cold, the kind of cold that makes people feel cold behind.

He stared at me for a while, then suddenly raised his cold left hand, and touched my cheek with bandage-wrapped slender fingers: "Xiaojiao won't bore me like those useless subordinates, will she?"

……

Again.

I found that this guy is really easily disturbed. It is useless to scare yourself with black mud every day, although his threat to make people subconsciously break out in a cold sweat is genuine...

Forget it, in fact, he is so cautious and probing step by step, but the character of retracting into the shell whenever he encounters something is quite helpless, I sighed in my heart, and ignored the cool fingers he put on my face , raised his head to look at the black-haired boy who felt that he would disappear at any moment in the breeze, scratched his cheek and said, "Mr. Dazai."

"so cute."

"..."

Osamu Dazai was obviously a little stunned, his eyes widened a little, and he suddenly withdrew his hand, as if I was the one who stretched out his hand to harass me. He looked at me without any expression, suddenly chuckled, and retracted. His eyes started to go in the direction of the shopping mall: "Sometimes I really don't know what Xiaojiao is thinking."

Please, can he speak this sentence more slowly.

I followed silently, not knowing what the black mud spirit boss was going to do, but as the two of them were walking, a black-haired boy suddenly took out a black card.

Black, black card? ! !

A deep sense of shock filled his heart, but Osamu Dazai didn't seem to notice anything, and said with a smile: "Well, since Xiaojiao has completed the registration procedures, a lot of furniture needs to be bought, as the boss, I will teach you how to do it. Effectively add furniture."

Nonsense!

No matter how you look at it, that card is not yours!

I opened my mouth, and he dragged me to the furniture city without complaint. That's right, this... This was all forced by me, and I didn't do it on my own initiative.

Although the sentences he said are not fully understandable, the similar meanings are easy to guess. I didn’t expect the other party to be kind enough to help me prepare for my new home. Look at the card in his hand, no matter how you look at it—— —

It's from the Central Plains!

It's so miserable, Nakaya male god, has the common plot in fanfiction finally appeared? I said how Dazai would live most of the time without a salary card. It turned out that he really stole the card of his good partner.

That being the case, I, I just pretend I don’t know, what are you doing?This is a rare time when you don't have to spend your own money to buy things, and you don't have to take the blame yourself. Anyway, if something happens, just throw it to the boss of the black mud, and a fool will not do it, hee hee.

Of course, with such rascal thoughts in my heart, I still asked with a puzzled face: "Mr. Dazai, why, do you have a card?"

In other words, isn't your salary card tm kept with me?

"Don't ask for such details."

Osamu Dazai said lazily, "Anyway, it's a very safe card, but then again, it's my first time visiting this kind of place, so just buy whatever Xiaojiao likes!"

Mom, can you stop saying it so righteously, as if this is your card!

***

I was very happy the whole time... Ah no, I finished my shopping very repentantly.

I'm sorry, I... I don't understand, what bad thoughts do I have?It was all done by the boss of the black mud spirit, and I just accompanied him to do some trivial things that are not worth mentioning.

Surprisingly, Osamu Dazai did not bring this incident to Chuya Nakahara. At least for the next few days, my life will be apart from the assassination-level tasks assigned to me by Osamu Dazai or Morio. , extremely stable.

Is that guy really so kind...

While thinking, I left my new dormitory. The house has been painted with new paint these days, and some purchases have been delivered one after another. I decided to let go of the smell and formaldehyde for a few days before moving in. Thinking about it makes people look forward to it .

Living in a new staff dormitory means that I need to do some decoration and other daily necessities. Osamu Dazai seemed to be just on a whim last time, so naturally he couldn't rely on that shopping.

In order to get money faster, I decided to take another job.

I learned a lot from Lupin's bar, and I can work in a new bar on Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday nights. I searched for a few days and found a pretty good place near the dormitory.

"Knock knock."

Knocking on the door of a fancy bar, I sheepishly step inside with a leaflet taped outside.

"Huh? Are you here to apply for the job?" Seeing the flyer, I knew my purpose of coming. Standing at the bar, a public face who was reprimanding the employees looked at this side, and on his chest was written [ Vice President しゃちょう] small badge, it looks like it should be a position like a deputy manager.

"Little girl, are you really competent?"

"Excuse me, this is a high-end bar. Do you know who are the people here?" Dazhong pushed his glasses on his face, and in the middle of speaking, a surprised voice interrupted the other party.

"you are……"

"Master Ba, Baxun?"

Ok?

This short and easy-to-understand sentence made people feel very friendly. I turned my head and looked over, and it seemed that a cannon fodder in a black suit sitting across the bar was calling myself.

The scar on the forehead of the cannon fodder is a bit familiar, and I suddenly realized that this is not a member of the Black Lizard that I led when I was doing the mission the day before yesterday. It was a coincidence.

He silently nodded to the other party. The deputy manager who was chattering just now seemed to be stuck. He looked at me and then at the member of the Black Lizard. He didn't seem to dare to ask any more questions, so he said directly on the spot: "You Got accepted."

...? ?

Well, until I put on the bartender costume given to me by the deputy manager, I didn't know that this place turned out to be a high-end bar managed by Hong Kong and Hei.

"what I do?"

When I walked into the bar, I looked suspiciously at the other bartender next to me. He seemed to be shocked and didn't know what he was told. He pointed to the ground under his feet in fear: "Please... just stand here .”

"..."

"That's right! That is to say, if you dare to ask Mr. Baxun to do rough work, you will die!"

The member of the Black Lizard who was sitting across from him... probably called Yamabuki, but he was a member of Hirota's ten-member team. The other party nodded in satisfaction, shouted, and took a sip of the wine in the glass And do.

Ah this.

I suspect he is preventing me from working.

Looking at the dizzy cannon fodder face that fell on the table, I took away his cups and garbage with more insight. At this moment, there was a crisp doorbell at the store door, and a very familiar figure He took off his hat and walked in, sat down in front of the bar in a chic and casual manner, raised his eyes and said, "Same as usual."

……

This voice is... the male god Chuya? ! !

Surprised, this is too coincidental, right? !

I was surprised to look at the ochre-haired boy sitting not far away. His face was exquisite, and his eyes were a little tired from work. No matter how he looked, he was familiar. He hadn't seen him since the incident of falling from the building. , uh, actually... I actually deliberately avoided doing tasks that are easy to meet with the other party.

Zhong Yuanzhong also obviously noticed me, his blue eyes flashed with surprise, his eyes glanced at the clothes on my body, and the corners of his eyes suddenly twitched: "Is this the bartender's clothes this time..."

"Why are you here?"