I write dog blood in Yokohama

When I found Lupin, I happened to bump into Ango Sakaguchi who was walking with me.

"you……?"

The black-haired young man with a beauty spot on the corner of his mouth pushed his glasses and looked at me in surprise: "Is the wound all right? I heard that you were shot and you were in a coma for two days in the hospital."

"Yes." I raised my fingers and shaved my cheeks. As expected of an intelligence agent of the port mafia, I know the news of the good man Anwu quite clearly.

Stepping into the bar together with the other party, there were indeed two familiar figures sitting inside. The red-haired young man sitting in the middle turned his head to look at the door, his expression was stunned, and before he could say anything, a head popped up behind him .

"Ah, Xiaojiao." Osamu Dazai waved his hand and said, "What, so Ango is here too."

"... You said that sentence just the wrong way." Sakaguchi Ango sat down next to Oda Sakunosuke speechlessly, put the briefcase in his hand on the empty seat, and said in a helpless and tired voice, "Today, I need to sort out the information of the entire information. It's already troublesome enough, don't make me complain when we first meet."

"Sorry sorry."

Dazai Osamu said without apology, and his kite-colored eyes, which were half wrapped in bandages, moved to me: "I didn't expect Xiaojiao to come here, are you here to see Odasaku?"

Otherwise come to see you!

Hearing him say "vomit, three crying", I immediately understood the meaning and nodded in humiliation, silently ignoring the smiling expression of a certain black-haired boy, and sat next to him helplessly: "Hello, Mr. Oda Saku, Mr. Ango Mr Dazai."

"...It feels like you said a long list of names perfunctorily just now." Ango Sakaguchi had a complicated expression.

"It's nothing wrong, I feel that Yahiro's Japanese is much more proficient than at the beginning." Oda Sakunosuke actually opened his mouth to help and said a few words, then turned his head and looked at me with the same blue eyes as the male god Chuya: " Is the wound all right?"

"I heard from Dazai about your mission before, no wonder there is no news these days."

"Yes! No problem."

I nodded happily, but I recalled the incident of being bandaged in my heart, so at that time I felt that Nakahara Chuya and Oda Saku looked a little like each other, they both had red hair and blue eyes!

It's just that Oda Sakunosuke's eyes are a kind of precipitated lake blue, reminiscent of a calm lake, peaceful and extremely comfortable.

As for Nakahara Chuya, his eyes are bright and flamboyant cobalt blue, or sapphire blue is more appropriate to describe it, noble and gorgeous, just like its sapphire blue name.

"There is obviously a problem, right?"

"Xiaojiao, didn't you agree to call me senior?" Osamu Dazai cut in abruptly, staring at me with dark eyes without light, and said with a smile on his face, "Oh, by the way, today you recite 10 words. Is it finished?"

"...I'm sorry, my leg still hurts." I stood up from my seat expressionlessly, weeping silently and preparing to say goodbye to everyone.

Odasaku, we can only meet again next time.

"You guys clearly look like you want to escape?!" Ango Sakaguchi pierced through the above sentence mercilessly. The young man glanced at my right leg that was hidden by the bandage, and opened his mouth, maybe he wanted to say What, finally swallowed the worry back.

Damn, he has changed, he is no longer a good person.

"10 words?"

The red-haired young man's attention drifted to Dazai's words.

"Yes, Odasaku." The bandaged black-haired boy said complainingly: "Xiaojiao's Japanese problem is very troublesome. As a responsible boss, of course, he must help his subordinates solve the language barrier. So start memorizing 100 vocabulary words today!"

I:……

Wait, there seemed to be 10 just now, why is the pronunciation suddenly different? !

"Is 100 too many?" Sure enough, Oda Sakunosuke is the real kind person who helped me to ask the question in my heart, which drew a disapproving voice from Osamu Dazai: "Ah——is that a lot—— "

It sounds like a lot, shouldn't it mean 100? ! !

I was crying in my heart, and wanted to flee the bar on the spot, but Lupin's boss rushed over with the wine at this time, and helped Ango Sakaguchi serve the glass of wine he often ordered. Seeing my conditioned reflex, I almost wanted to stand up. Get up and work.

"Baxun-kun, sit down."

The boss's voice was very gentle, and he closed his eyes and said comfortingly: "I heard that you were injured, today is your rest day, how about coming to taste the wine of our shop as a guest."

Huh?

I was a little bit at a loss, but fortunately, the good-natured Ango Sakaguchi handed the translation software in front of me: "The boss means to buy you a glass of wine, thank you very much."

"Oh, yes, thank you Dana." My eyes lit up, I would be an idiot not to take advantage of something, "Thank you Mr. Ankou too."

It turns out that he has not changed, he is still a good person.

"...My name is Sakaguchi! You really did it on purpose!?"

All in all, I am naturally very happy to get a free glass of wine for nothing, and it really didn't come for nothing this time, Lupine's boss is really kind.

Thinking about it carefully, I haven't touched alcohol since I drank with the male god Zhongye at the bar. The Long Island Iced Tea I ordered last time was quite delicious, sweet and sour, very refreshing.

But let's change the taste this time, since I'm already a drinker, it's a little more difficult to choose this time.

I rubbed my chin thoughtfully, and glanced around the menu. Lupin’s menu is familiar to me, and I can know the general location without special translation. This time I choose... this red tomato juice. !

"Please give me this."

"What, what?" Osamu Dazai, who was sitting next to me, was curious about what I ordered, leaned over to take a look, and said clearly, "Ah, it's a Bloody Mary."

"Bloody Mary?" Oda Sakunosuke nodded with interest.

"No... Bloody Mary has a lot of stamina. Do you all think it's normal? Isn't this degree a bit too high?" Ango Sakaguchi was the only one among the three present who hesitated to speak. He pushed his glasses, He said uncertainly: "Ya Xun-kun, can you really drink wine?"

"I don't think I've seen you drink with Dazai before."

"It's really impolite." Before I could say anything, the black-haired boy in a bandage interrupted, "Doesn't it sound like I'm treating my boss harshly?"

Osamu Dazai elongated his voice, and under the sight of Ango Sakaguchi's frantically shaking eyebrows, he directly raised the cup and looked down at me with a smile: "It's not too late to drink now, right, Xiaojiao?"

"..."

I looked at his cup speechlessly, and didn't dare to say anything more. I honestly raised the Bloody Mary that the boss had just brought to me, and toasted him: "Respect...respect love, respect love, love you."

"I respect you!"

Sakaguchi Ango had lost his sight, sighed and took a sip of wine, and Oda Sakunosuke who was sitting next to him raised his glass: "Would you like to have another drink with me?"

"Ok."

After taking a sip of the Bloody Mary, I immediately wanted to clink glasses with him, but I swallowed too quickly and coughed, hiss, why does it feel a bit bitter, and the strong tomato flavor in my mouth...the taste is not as good as Long Island Iced Tea .

Wine glasses collided, and the crisp sound echoed in the quiet bar.

Osamu Dazai and the others seemed to be discussing something new over there again. I licked the drink on my lips, glanced at it with no interest, and looked away calmly and continued to drink a few more sips.

"...Then, I tried a lot of ways to kill myself with cooking, such as making superman nutrition hot pot, eating fresh poisonous mushrooms, oh yes, I also tried to hit my head with tofu I made, and the result was not only He didn’t die, he even injured his head.”

"Okay, okay." Ango Sakaguchi responded drunkenly to Osamu Dazai, and suddenly realized something in the middle of speaking: "Wait, how did you get hurt by tofu?"

"—Right? It's amazing, right?" The bandaged black-haired boy sighed: "I want to know too, but all suicides have failed."

"That's because Dazai-san made tofu out of cement."

Holding the cup in both hands, I took out my mobile phone and translated what I wanted to say. I didn't even need to show them. I read the translated text directly by relying on the fifty-tone chart I had memorized before: "Because of cowardice, I escaped , do not choose life, but also fear death." Note [1]

"Cement?!" Sakaguchi Ango was attracted by the previous sentence, and his eyes widened slightly: "Wait, Yahiro-kun, why do I feel that your Japanese has suddenly become fluent?"

"Of course."

I kind of forgot what I said casually just now, it seems to be the famous saying of Osamu Dazai in the third dimension?Who cares, it's an innocuous thing to say, and I said it suddenly when I wanted to say it.

After tasting the Bloody Mary in the cup, I continued to drink a few more disgusting drinks. This wine is not very good, and it is not as good as Long Island Iced Tea, but the free wine cannot be wasted, so I can only try to finish it quickly up.

Thinking this way in my heart, I looked up and saw Dazai Osamu who was sitting next to me, staring at me quietly, the half-exposed kite-colored eyes were deep and empty, with a faint scrutiny in the eyes, and the air was already filled with a slight depression. After a while, he smiled slightly: "Sometimes I feel that Xiaojiao really understands me."

"Actually, I've always been curious about one thing..."

The black-haired boy stretched out his hand, rubbed the tomato juice on my lips with his slender fingers before he could lick it off, and leaned a little closer to me: "Obviously, the temperament on his body is very clean, and he has never vomited despair. Words aren't they?"

"Xiaojiao, since you know how boring this world is, why do you still choose to persevere in this world?"

"Do you really think that this world is worth living?"

The atmosphere is quiet.

Accompanied by Osamu Dazai's faint question, Oda Sakunosuke and Sakaguchi Ango who were sitting next to him stopped talking and stared at each other quietly.

I tilted my head and frowned somewhat dissatisfied.

Again.

Test, test, try Nima's test.

"No." I replied blankly, grabbed his extended arm, licked off the tomato juice on his fingers, and explained in earnest words: "This world is very boring, and I have always wanted to escape here."

Otherwise, how did he think I persisted?

I'm so pissed off, why does this guy always use black mud to bring up his sad things, I really want to stop his mouth, thinking so, I actually did the same.

Slightly grabbed the black-haired boy's arm and pulled it down. Taking advantage of the moment the other party was pulled in front of me, I mercilessly covered his mouth with my hand. I was afraid that the other party would scold me, so I begged to straighten up slightly, and put With his lips covered on the back of his hand, he watched Dazai Osamu's eyes widen with a rare stiffness, and his own shadow was clearly reflected in those tea-brown eyes.

"I was left in this world because of my predecessors."

Complaining like this, in fact, I also know very well in my heart that I am secretly changing concepts, so I say...

I was wrong, I will never write Raven again!