I write dog blood in Yokohama

For whatever purpose, I was about to get a promotion the day after the banquet.

Perhaps it was in return for my frank refuge in PortMafia. Mori Ogai also made a corresponding statement. He issued an order to go to other places to settle the rebellious forces.

"Yahiro-kun, let's go to Tokyo with Chuya-kun in three days."

Mori Ogai had a smile on his face, no different from the expression he had when he was talking last night, he sighed: "There is a troublesome organization over there, originally only planned to dispatch 'double black', but as your direct subordinate If we go together, I can rest assured."

"Oh, by the way, remember to bring the portrait you completed earlier, I won't let Dazai-kun take it easily."

Throwing over the business trip documents, the shrewd black-haired man's eyes gleamed faintly: "What does this mission represent, Yaxun-kun, do you understand?"

I:……

The old Riddler was Mori Ogai.

Although his veiled statement makes people speechless, but I can almost understand the general meaning, that is to say, the task he issued to himself is a kind of trial.

As Chuya Zhongya's direct subordinate, I need to travel with Shuanghei on business.The appearance of two blacks means that the difficulty of this mission is comparable to annihilating a large organization overnight, and it is very likely that the filthy state of Zhongye in the Central Plains will be used.

Mori Ogai hoped that I would provide my own value and role. Without Osamu Dazai, he successfully facilitated the dirty state of Chuya Nakahara. Of course, just in case, he would also send Dazai to go there with him...

If the mission is successful, after returning to the organization, I'm afraid I'll take advantage of it to get a promotion, and sit in the position of guerrilla captain in one breath.

This is Mori Ogai's test for me, his "reward" for surrendering to the enemy, and even more his fear of me as a double agent.

The higher the position, the less likely it is to leave the organization.

As the saying goes, it is too ostentatious for a government undercover agent to sneak into an enemy organization and climb up to the guerrilla captain directly under Mori Ogai. Bai Fang misunderstood, staying here forever...

Take the information and go to Chuya Nakahara silently. This matter has to be reported to Dazai Osamu. Uh, speaking of it, since Akutagawa Ryunosuke is now the direct subordinate of the black mud spirit, Akutagawa should give it to the other party, right?

Osamu Dazai's office is a little closer here. After thinking about it, I could only turn around and follow my memory to a dark room that I haven't been to for a long time.

"Hello, sorry to bother you."

I knocked on the door politely, and didn't even care whether the black mud spirit was inside. Seeing that the door could be pushed open, I walked in.

I originally planned to put the information on the table and leave, but just as I stepped over the threshold, a fierce murderous aura swept over me. My adrenaline soared, and I reflexively rolled to the side. The position where he was sitting has been completely stabbed by the black thorn.

"Cough cough..."

A certain eyebrowless boy who swung the spike coughed a few times, and stared at him with black eyes without blinking: "Long time no see, Senior Baxun."

Obviously just saw it yesterday!

"Well, if you don't do it at the banquet, but if you do it in Mr. Dazai's office, he will be bothered, right?" I thought of the talk I said last night, and I was extremely tired, and I lost the desire to continue persuading the other party.

I never expected that Ryunosuke Akutagawa happened to be in Dazai Osamu's office. I looked around, but there was no black mud spirit, which meant that Akutagawa had just arrived.

"Then, I will kill you outside Mr. Dazai's house!"

Oh shit.

Seeing Ryunosuke Akutagawa trying to attack my feet and force the two of them out of the house, I sneered and waved my hand: "Supernatural power——"

Shame made me stop the urge to pronounce the ridiculously long name, I coughed lightly, and quickly changed the word to be handsome: "Oh Swari (sit down)!"

"what?"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke's movements froze, and a butterfly shining with gold powder landed on his body. He could hardly control himself and sat on his knees facing the ground.

Demo, after returning home last night, I urgently drew a portrait of this guy. From head to toe, I did not miss a single detail. I directly drew the No.2 masterpiece for Akutagawa, second only to Nakaya, and wrote it next to the portrait in advance. Well, the corresponding handwriting.

"Manipulate...?"

Akutagawa also realized something, and chuckled a few times in satisfaction: "That's right——Rashomon!!"

As his voice fell, even though he had to maintain the kneeling posture, Akutagawa Ryunosuke's clothes did not receive any hindrance, and he attacked without showing any weakness.

I was afraid that he would be a hammer, so I continued to activate my supernatural powers, so I just used him to practice my hands.

A golden halo with words appeared on his body, and fell on the eyebrowless boy at the same time. The black spikes waiting for an opportunity on the back of his clothes disappeared without a trace.

The dark red supernatural light dissipated from his body. I touched the portrait in my arms and watched the results with satisfaction.

"How, how is it possible!!?"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke finally broke free from the shackles and stood up again, but the supernatural power didn't work at all. I was a person with good reaction speed. When he was shocked, I used my ankles to rush over and restrain him, and rode up to the boy. on the lower back.

"It turned out to be nullification..." Akutagawa Ryunosuke was caught off guard and was pushed to the ground. He was still in surprise, and gritted his teeth in humiliation: "The ability is the same as that person, then this is you... "

"It seems to work well."

At this moment, a young voice that did not belong to either of us suddenly came from outside the door.

The "that person" that Akutagawa kept talking about, a handsome young man with a black coat on his shoulders, was leaning against the door frame, staring at him with his deep kite-colored eyes, with a smile on his face: "Xiaojiao's painting The technology has really improved a lot.”

Of course.

Regardless of how hard I work every day, this portrait of Akutagawa has at least 70-75% of the effect, and for the male god Chuya, it is about 79%-85%.

Before I could say anything, the back collar was inexplicably lifted up, and Osamu Dazai, who was leaning there, came over at some point, with his expression unchanged, he stretched out his slender fingers and gave a light hook. He pulled me straight into his arms.

Huh? ? ?

I was stunned for a moment, the tip of my nose was suddenly filled with a strange masculine breath, and the boy's chest was pressed against his face.

"I'm sorry..." I quickly tried to get up, but the back of my head was pushed back by the slender and well-articulated palm. Then, black spots appeared on the waist where I was originally sitting, that is, Ryunosuke Akutagawa. spikes.

"Mr. Dazai!" The eyebrowless boy looked at Dazai's movements unbearably, and reminded excitedly: "Don't be fooled by his supernatural ability, that guy is—"

"To shut up."

Dazai Osamu's eyes were dimmed, and he looked down at his direct subordinate who was half kneeling on the ground oppressively. After stopping the opponent's black spike just now, the boy's palm was also released smoothly.

"Akutagawa, I asked you to wait here for me, not to destroy my office."

Seeing the boy let go of his hand, I quickly breathed a sigh of relief, and got out of Dazai Osamu's arms a little embarrassedly. It turned out that he did it to help me eliminate the attack... It scared me to death.

When I sighed with emotion, the former boss of the black mud spirit also showed kindness, I silently took the information into the other party's arms: "This is the information that the boss asked me to give you."

"Eh--"

Different from the indifference when facing Akutagawa just now, Osamu Dazai took the file curiously, took out the file and quickly browsed through it: "I see, are you on a business trip? Hey, how disgusting slugs are also on the move."

"Hey, Xiaojiao, why don't we bother with Boss and idiot Chuya, let's go on a honeymoon together on a business trip, hasn't Xiaojiao been to Tokyo yet?"

"No." I refused expressionlessly, although I was a little moved, damn it, there seems to be a Disneyland in Tokyo.

If you finish the task ahead of time, please ask the male god Zhongye to take you to play, and you can play happily without spending your own money...cough! !In short, I don't believe Osamu Dazai's nonsense.

"Ah, Xiaojiao must also have the information on that guy in Zhongye." The black-haired boy standing opposite changed the subject, "Give it to me, I happen to have something to ask him, and I'll send it to Xiaojiao by the way."

"……Really?"

I looked at him suspiciously, this guy will definitely destroy that document secretly, right?

And I haven't seen the male god Zhongya since yesterday's banquet. He seemed a little unhappy at the time, and I didn't even have time to coax him. My subordinates called me to stop, because the small cake I was looking forward to was served and I missed the opportunity. I haven't had a good word with Zhongyuan Zhongye until now!

"Don't worry, I won't do anything about the boss's order." Facing my reluctance, Osamu Dazai sighed, raised his finger helplessly, and gently curled the bangs on my forehead : "Why does Xiaojiao always disbelieve me so much?"

"Obviously, I like Xiaojiao's words very much."

When he said the last sentence, he lowered his voice slightly, his voice full of magnetism didn't sound like a fake at all, and his iris-colored eyes were so deep that people could be sucked in.

"..."

I always felt that this guy had something to say, so I silently looked away, and the black-haired boy had already walked away with the documents in my arms, and said with a smile: "Oh, by the way, I will leave my subordinates to Xiaojiao for the time being. Tianhou, do you have other tasks in these three days?"

Damn, what do you mean please?

What Osamu Dazai said is right, in the next 3 days I need to get rid of the extreme guys from the Supernatural Secret Service Section, pack up the remnants and then slip away on a business trip, and take the position of the guerrilla captain when I come back.

With such a fierce operation, I have taken root in the organization.

"Because I've been super busy recently, Xiaojiao is short of manpower anyway, let's take him to learn more—"

Black Mud Essence, the former boss, spoke in a troubled manner, and without even waiting for my reply, he slipped away mercilessly after speaking, leaving me and the boy who wanted to fight to the death just now looking at each other.

A quiet atmosphere lingers in the house.

"You guy." Finally, Ryunosuke Akutagawa, who had been silent all along, spoke first. When Osamu Dazai was present just now, he was like a frost-beaten eggplant, but now he is stepping towards this direction with a very gloomy expression. come over.

I looked at the other party vigilantly, with a sweet taste in my throat, I couldn't help but raised my hand to touch my dry nose.

The painting skills have been strengthened, and the supernatural ability has also been strengthened, and the consumption will become more. According to this posture, if I use the ability to invalidate the supernatural ability again, I will probably leave some nosebleeds...

"Dragon's introduction."

Reluctantly calling out to the other party, I was already a little impatient, and put down my hand covering my nose: "Tell me in advance that if you hinder my work, I will also be angry."

Osamu Dazai actually threw this guy to himself, I don't have time these few days to find the male god Nakaya to eat and talk with him to do tasks, he has to pester me to duel every day.

However, it was very surprising that Ryunosuke Akutagawa didn't yell and say anything like before.

He was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly said: "You mentioned to me before... what are Mr. Dazai's preferences?"

Ok?

I looked at the other party with some surprise, feeling inexplicably funny: "Do you want to know?"

"I can tell you, but Long's Jie, you have to promise me a request, you can't hinder me from doing anything in these three days."

"Tsk."

Hearing such a proposal, the eyebrowless boy clenched his fists angrily, but he seemed to hold back, coughed a few times in a very tangled and unwilling manner, and put his hand to his mouth: "I understand."

"As you wish, senior Yaxun."