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I lost my salary card.

Seriously, the mobile phone, wallet, all kinds of messy leaflets and spare portraits are there, even Dazai Osamu's green salary card is there, but my salary card is lost!

I scratched my head and couldn't remember when I lost it.

"Who told you to get your salary card back from Senior Gu Chuan?"

Speaking of this, Nozawa's eyes became a little subtle, he took a bite of the banana ice cream boat he just ordered, and tapped his fingers on the table: "Forget it, I will treat you to this meal, I wanted to celebrate it My promotion dinner."

That's right, at this moment, Mayara restaurant.

I was sitting with Nong Sawa in the small restaurant he mentioned earlier, eating the so-called celebration meal. Nozawa is still wearing the black suit he saw last time today, with a neat ribbon on his chest, and his demeanor has become elegant Get up, even though you are a cannon fodder...

But after combing the bangs on his forehead by a third with hairspray, this guy turned out to be a little handsome... Although he is a cannon fodder.

I thought impolitely in my heart, wait, I don't think about this kind of thing at all now, what should I do with my wallet? ! !

Help.

Where did I leave it? Did I leave it in the bar when I was changing clothes that night? Speaking of which, I can’t remember what happened in the bar before.

I vaguely remember that I went to work part-time in a high-end bar under the banner of Hong Kong. Black, where I met Nakahara Chuya, and then, what did I do?

It's like drinking a glass of wine, begging the other party to call my name, and then it's gone.

I shouldn't be drunk...

Anyway, the next morning, I woke up from the small Internet cafe where I often live, still wearing the bartender uniform. I called the high-end bar, and the other party said that I would just take it with me when I went to work next time.

Crazy, did I accidentally lose it on the way home in a daze yesterday?If it falls out of your pocket, don’t worry, there’s still 10,000+ yuan in it for living expenses!

"Eight finds?"

"Really, are you listening?" Nozawa's suddenly amplified voice brought me back to my senses, and he pushed the steak that was just served in front of me: "Hurry up and eat."

"Oh, thank you."

I lowered my eyes and glanced at the steak, which had only a thin layer of cooked skin and was bloody at the first glance. My breathing was a little stagnant. What the hell is this? It looks only 3 medium rare.

"Don't you like it?" Nozawa observed my expression, he tapped the ground with his foot, and suddenly took the steak back: "Three rare is his specialty, you can eat mine later I'll make them more familiar."

"Foreigners really don't have the same taste as ours. You were not used to eating horse meat sashimi before."

I:……

Although I don't know exactly what he's talking about hurting myself, it's always hurting people. I had no choice but to turn my head to eat the crab meat hand held by the side, swallowed the delicious sushi, and stared at the man who knocked on the table from time to time. Finger: "What are you, always, knockthedesk doing?"

"Huh?" Nozawa was stunned for a moment, and scratched his hair in embarrassment. He looked at the waiter who came over, put his arm back and put it in order: "It's just a habit. When you join the Black Lizard, you need to practice relevant special training. , it's hard to understand."

"Ah, waiter, I'm sorry, my steak, please make it, um... medium rare."

Nozawa began to instruct the waiter. Halfway through the instructing, his tone was a bit stuck, and he looked at me with warning eyes: "Medium rare is the last concession, well-done is not good, the meat is very old."

"Oh."

I nodded speechlessly, ignoring what he said again, and lowered my head sadly to look through my wallet in my heart, still worrying about the salary card, what should I do, should I reapply for a new one.

Sure enough, let's secretly use Dazai's card these days, hehe.

"Speaking of which, next week is Yahiro's birthday, right?"

Nozawa spoke again abruptly, interrupting my furtive thoughts. The dishes were almost ready at this time. He asked casually while cutting the steak on the plate. caught my attention.

Mean, birthday?

It's strange to say that when I first crossed the border, I found an ID card, and the birthday on it was the same as my own, and it was in the past few days.

I'm a little surprised, I'm already an adult in my heart, and I don't have any familiar three-dimensional friends around me, and I don't have any desire to celebrate my birthday at all. I'm still in this kind of place after time travel, but the other party has already handed over the translation software—— —

【Senior Gu Chuan said, he will take us to a good meal that day, and celebrate your first birthday joining the organization. 】

Wow!Is it so good!

Immediately, I was very touched, they are so kind, I never refuse to be treated, so I nodded happily immediately, and spent a very pleasant lunch time with Nozawa.

It's still painful to go back though.

Hey, what can I do with the lost salary card... Sure enough, it would be better to find time to ask the male god Zhongye, right?

The boy with a public face had already left, I looked at the back of the other person leaving, thinking about it, the phone in my pocket rang, and the caller ID showed 【Respect する Boss】.

"Hello." I picked up the phone.

"Hello? Is it Xiaojiao?"

Sure enough, the familiar voice of a teenager came from the phone, and the other party's tone was lazily sloppy: "I'm at the ×× store for lunch—if it's Xiaojiao, you should understand what I mean, right?"

I:"……"

Are you paying him again? Damn it!

I feel sorry for myself... Ah no, I feel sorry for the money in the other party's card, and silently opened the location sent to me by the boss of the black mud spirit. Well, it is also on the street of the future port. The location... the west side of the pedestrian block, looks a little familiar, It seems to be opposite the Mayara restaurant.

and many more.

Opposite Mayara Restaurant?

I raised my head in astonishment, and I couldn't help but look back. Behind me was the Mayara restaurant where I had just finished eating with Nozawa, and there was indeed a small restaurant across the road from this shop. The name of the store is exactly the same as what Osamu Dazai said.

If you look carefully, you can find in the window on the left of the store, a very familiar black-haired boy is sitting there, smiling and waving to me.

……

I was very confused in my heart, although there was no expression on my face.

He, why is he here? ?

This is too coincidental!I can't believe he happened to eat at this restaurant, hey! !

"Ah, are you here?" Walking into the shop, the handsome brown-haired boy was resting his arms on the table in boredom. Is the member of the Black Lizard so familiar, that guy looks very close to you."

Realizing that the other party was talking about Nozawa, I shrugged my cheeks with my fingers: "Yes, friend."

Don't look at that guy Nozawa as cannon fodder, but he's still pretty nice, and he even treated himself to a meal in the end.

I explained while running to help him settle the bill. When I came back, Osamu Dazai looked like he had finished his meal, and casually dropped the spoon in the middle of the plate.

"is it?"

The black-haired boy's expression remained unchanged, as if he was not interested in talking about this topic, he turned his head and said, "Boss asked you to find him, so he specially asked me to come to you."

"Really, wouldn't it be better for him to do this himself, Xiaojiao, you already have the leader's phone number?"

"...Yes." I responded with some doubts. If the word Boss was mentioned, it must be that old man Mori Ogai looking for me.

To be honest, I have been often assigned by Mori Ogai recently to do some tasks without the hands of Osamu Dazai, and I have completed them relatively well, so he has become more and more fond of directing me.

Damn, there is no human right to work for others.

I have done a lot of tasks recently, and most of the grassroots of the port mafia are familiar with me, and some people can even say hello when they see the top. Most of the members treat me with respect, and they are not alienated because of my status as a foreigner.

Of course, my salary has actually increased... It’s sad to mention this. Recently, besides completing tasks, I go to the studio to paint, and I don’t have time to work in bars. I came to have dinner with Nozawa today, and it’s rare for me to squeeze out rest time.

You worked so hard, but you lost your salary card!

When I see Mori Ogai later, I will mention this matter to him. I don’t know if the Finance Department can make up for it again. To my surprise, Osamu Dazai followed me to the Hong Kong Black Headquarters building.

"Mr. Dazai?"

I looked at the black-haired boy who entered the elevator box with me. He raised his bandaged finger and pressed the number on the basement floor. He turned around with his dark brown eyes and said softly, as if he knew what I was thinking. : "Don't worry, there is a little traitor that needs me to deal with it. Is Xiaojiao curious?"

After patiently explaining this, there was no light in his eyes, and the temperature around him became a little cold.

"No."

I quickly looked away, uh, I shouldn’t have missed it, B2 is the torture department led by Koyo Ozaki, I was lucky enough to go there before, the boss of the black mud spirit went there, no matter how you look at it, there are tricky guys who need it Only by coming forward can he ask for information.

Mori Ogai likes to flatter me, but I don't bother pretending to Osamu Dazai, since the other party doesn't necessarily like it anyway.

I lowered my head and searched in my pocket. I found the small gift given by the restaurant when I finished my meal at Mayara just now—the "crab hand grip" mobile phone chain. Pass it to him.

"To you."

I remember that this guy likes canned crab meat, they are all the same stuff anyway, I don’t really like hanging mobile phone chains, so I might as well just give it to him as a flattery.

"What is this?" Osamu Dazai took the thing curiously. The ornament on the phone string was only the size of a thumb, which was a very kawaii miniature version of the "crab grip". His tone was disappointed: "What, it's not with Is it something from suicide?"

Saying this, the young man still put the things in his pocket, he raised his head and looked over, unconsciously Dazai Osamu seemed to be a little closer to me, he stared down at me with his iris-colored eyes: "Said Get up, does Xiaojiao like "He's Unpracticed"?"

"That's a very popular TV series, right? There's a line that's been particularly popular recently."

What... what?

I was a little dazed, feeling that the black-haired boy was getting closer, and I couldn't help but dodge back, but Osamu Dazai was already smiling slightly, and the hot breath from his breath sprayed over, he raised his bandaged fingers to lift me up A strand of hair, and a youthful voice filled my ears: "You still exist in this world, even though you know how corrupt this world is."

"Oh, there is also a very bad sentence that seems to be written by a primary school student. You are like my light. You are the light that I persist in, illuminating the road in the dark night."

……

Ok?

Although it is a bit subtle, the words he said seem familiar!

Because I was confused by the incomprehensible sentence suddenly spoken by the other party, I couldn't help but fell into thinking, and I always felt an inexplicable pain in my head. It was the kind of pain caused by alcoholism. Damn it, where did I hear it...

At this moment, the elevator door suddenly opened automatically.

The B2 floor has obviously arrived. Along with the mechanical sound of the door moving to the left and right, a clear sound of footsteps also entered the box.

"Bastard Dazai?!"

That's right, it was Chuya Nakahara who walked into the elevator with a top hat in his hand.

"Ah——" the black-haired boy frowned and let go, he glanced back, and elongated his voice dissatisfied: "It's a fool, really, he's just getting excited."

"What's the matter... You bastard, no matter how you look at it, you are doing terrible things to your subordinates!" The corners of the orange-haired boy's eyes twitched wildly, his eyes moved to the left, and his angry and indisputable eyes immediately looked at me : "Hey, don't you know how to resist!"

Eh? ?

I looked at him blankly.

During this period, Osamu Dazai had already turned around and put his hands in his pockets, sighed, closed his eyes and walked out of the elevator. When he passed by a good partner, he opened his kite-colored eyes and looked at Nakahara Nakaya. : "My subordinates will leave it to you for the time being, this mission."

"That's what Boss means, right?"

"...I really can't hide it from you." Zhongyuan Zhong also "tsk", didn't say anything more, just grinned and put on the hat again: "Do you need to remind me, bastard Dazai."

The door of the elevator was closed again, and there were only me and the handsome young man with red hair left in the small private room.

***

Well, the atmosphere is a little awkward.

I watched Osamu Dazai leave the elevator without hesitation, and only waved to myself with a smile when the elevator door was about to close. occupy my field of vision.

This is a good time to inquire about a major event! !

I swallowed, and took a peek at the orange-haired boy next to me. The last time I met the male god Zhongye, I was still in the bar. Although I only had a vague idea, I don’t know if the other party remembered it. What happened that day, maybe he knows where I lost my salary card?

No, I have never shown my salary card in front of the other party, so how can I show off such a precious thing everywhere.

I took out Osamu Dazai's salary card to show off...

I stared worriedly at the door of the elevator that was starting to go up. I just wanted to sigh, and Zhong Yuanzhong standing next to me didn't know what he had misunderstood. His tone was complicated: "That guy has already left, what are you still staring at the door for?"

"Mr. Dazai, very good."

Feeling that the other party seemed to have misunderstood, I had to go against my heart and praise the boss of the black mud spirit, lest the male god Chuya mistakenly think that Dazai did something terrible just now, and thus think that we have something.

Unexpectedly, after I finished speaking, Zhong Yuanzhong seemed to be even more angry, his blue eyes moved over immediately, he opened his mouth, and seemed to be pointing at my head indiscriminately: "I said, next time!" If that guy touches you this time, you have to know how to refuse."

"Not you."

"What?" Zhong Yuanzhong was also taken aback.

"It's not 'oh my god'." I repeated, looking at him expectantly: "It's Baxun, right?"

Hmph, don't underestimate me, my extremely clever mind can remember everything, I still remember what happened in the high-end bar!

Sure enough, the orange-haired boy seemed to be thinking of something, and he stopped when he wanted to reprimand something just now, and was so choked that he couldn't speak.