I write dog blood in Yokohama

Armed Detective Agency.

Atsushi Nakajima stood in the locker room of the company employees very tangled. He looked at the cabinet in front of him, and then turned back to look at the energetic yellow-haired youth behind him: "Well, Mr. Kunikida..."

"What's wrong?! Don."

Doppo Kunikida, who was sweeping the floor with a broom, turned around when he heard the sound, took out an apron from somewhere and tied it to the young man, and said in a serious tone: "Don't just stay here in a daze, as a member of the club, clean the storage The sanitation of the room is also an extremely important job, any work should not be taken lightly, and every corner that hides ashes must be filled with sincerity!"

"Um, I understand Mr. Kunikida's meaning, but..."

Wearing a small apron, Atsushi Nakajima's tone was still very tangled. He pointed to the first private locker from the right, and a white corner protruded from the gap at the bottom of the locker for some reason.

"There seems to be a photo leaked from Mr. Dazai's cabinet."

"Ok?"

Kunikida put down the broom in his hand, walked over and squatted down, and observed the protruding gadget with reflection in the mirror: "Ah, really. It's not so much leaking, it's better to say it's half leaking, it's stuck in the a delicate position."

"Yes." Atsushi Nakajima nodded in agreement, and squatted down together with the yellow-haired young man beside him. The photo seemed to be taken from behind, only a small corner protruded, and it was stuck here. It is difficult for them who are hygienic.

"Yoxi, open it then."

Kunikida Doppo opened Dazai Osamu's private locker expressionlessly.

"Eh?!! Not so good." Atsushi Nakajima was shocked, and Kunikida didn't stop at his exclamation. The yellow-haired young man opened the cabinet with veins in his head: "That guy also opened my locker before. your locker!?"

"There must be some waste of space in his cabinet anyway..."

As a result, the cabinet was opened, and the two people who spoke different languages ​​but were curious in their hearts looked over curiously, and saw a stunned hanging in the empty cabinet——

A rope for hanging.

"...It's very Mr. Dazai's style." Nakajima Atsushi lowered his head not too surprised, picked up the only memorized photo in the cabinet, and choked on the spot in the middle of speaking.

It was a group photo.

It was a group photo of Mr. Dazai kissing a girl.

In the photo, Osamu Dazai looked about the same age as Atsushi Nakajima. The girl who was kissed by him on the cheek had a delicate face, with shoulder-length brown hair and golden eyes, staring at the camera indifferently.

The two men closed the cabinet at the same time.

"Mr. Kunikida, what should we do?" Atsushi Nakajima held the unbelievable photo and said in a deliberate tone, "It really is... Mr. Dazai's girlfriend when he was young?"

"Do not."

Kunikida Doppo pushed his glasses seriously: "Atsushi, as a senior, I want to tell you one thing, don't jump to conclusions lightly, this is Dazai..."

"This is that Dazai! Do you think he will have a girlfriend?! I don't believe it!"

"Look at the girl in the photo. She is wearing a bartender uniform. She must be the waiter who casually chatted up the bar when she was drinking!? This guy really hasn't changed from before to now."

"Eh? Really wearing a bartender uniform." Nakajima Atsushi was persuaded by Kunikida Doppo.

However, the door of the storage room was suddenly slammed open, and a head poked out from outside the door. The black-haired young man with reddish-brown eyes asked curiously, "What's the matter?"

"I can hear your noisy voices here from outside, what are you talking about interestingly..."

His eyes swept over the things in the silver-haired boy's hands, and Osamu Dazai's words stopped abruptly.

"That, Mr. Dazai." Atsushi Nakajima broke the situation awkwardly, handing over the photo with both hands: "Actually, we found this in your locker."

Osamu Dazai was silent for a moment, and soon a cheerful smile appeared on his face. He thanked God and walked over, took the things in Atsushi Nakajima's hand, and said in an exaggerated tone: "I see! I said why I couldn't find it, I've been in a hurry for a long time, so it's here?"

While putting away the photo, he muttered softly: "It seems that it accidentally leaked out of his pocket when he committed suicide in the 'Dazai-style locker suicide corner' before. Fortunately, he didn't lose it. If this is lost too... "

"What is a Dazai-style locker suicide corner?"

Atsushi Nakajima stood opposite in shame, not knowing where to put his hands and feet. Hearing the last sentence, he subconsciously asked in confusion, "What?"

He didn't hear the last sentence clearly, but he noticed a subtle change in the black-haired youth's aura for a moment. Only for that small moment, the youth's gloomy eyes seemed to be swallowed by some kind of ominous and dangerous darkness.

"Nothing at all--"

Osamu Dazai elongated his voice, closed his eyes and said in a light tone: "She is my girlfriend, she is very cute, isn't she, she went to the bar to be a waiter specially for me, she is so cute, she is with me every night Sweet together..."

Kunikida, who was listening, almost plucked out his eyeballs and cut off his ears. He stood behind him and Atsushi Nakajima with a look of vomiting souls, and almost grabbed each other's necks and asked if the world was real.

Atsushi Nakajima also felt unreal when he heard it, and the two hugged each other tremblingly, but Osamu Dazai changed his tone in the next second, and said with a smile: "I lied to you."

Atsushi Nakajima: "..."

Kunikida Dobubu: "..."

"Dazai, you bastard!!" Kunikida Doppo directly stretched out his arm and shook the black-haired young man's shoulder crazily: "Sure enough, you bastard is not doing good things!"

"Then she is really the waiter you used to go to the bar to strike up a conversation with when you were doing nothing, right?! She even kissed her flirtatiously... It's lucky that the other party didn't settle accounts with you!"

Nakajima Atsushi also silently breathed a sigh of relief, not sensitive to feel that something is wrong, if you have nothing to do, would you wear a black suit?

"Not at all."

Osamu Dazai was so shaken that he almost spit it out, and couldn't take it anymore, he stretched out his hand to stop: "Really, Kunikida-kun gets angry at every turn, I was just joking just now."

Having said that, the smile on his face faded a little, restraining his sense of joking, his tea-brown eyes lightly looked down at the blank space, and he lowered his voice and said softly, "It's a friend."

"she is my friend."

***

Baxun Jiaojiao disappeared.

No one knows where she went, and no one knows her whereabouts. The only thing that can be determined is the last place where the other party appeared before disappearing-a certain street in Hong Kong, a very remote alley.

The Supernatural Secret Service Division almost exploded because of this, and searched all the places but couldn't find it. Baxun Jiaojiao's mobile phone and location were all cut off, and the remote alley could be found, but it also came from someone from Osamu Dazai. some means.

"Mr. Zhongye, do you have any idea about this?"

Mori Ogai sat in the chief's office with a headache, tapping the table with his fingers: "I heard that the last person Yahiro-kun saw was you."

"what?"

Nakahara Chuya’s expression was still a little unresponsive. He came back from a busy day’s work, and returned to the port mafia headquarters exhausted to report to Mori Ogai, but the other party suddenly told him something completely unexpected.

Baxun Jiaojiao disappeared.

Just after parting with him, he disappeared in a very hidden alley. When the Supernatural Secret Service found him, there was only a pool of lethal blood and a small golden hairpin in the alley.

I heard that Osamu Dazai found the location through the locator in the issued card, but I don't know what happened after that, and the personnel of the Supernatural Secret Service Section will need to find clues based on this.

Mori Ogai sighed, and retracted his elbow from the table: "For this reason, the Supernatural Secret Service Division beat the organization several times, which is really unjust. PortMafia is a trustworthy organization. Return it to Lord Baxun, and naturally there will be nothing else to do."

But whether the other party will take the initiative to come back is another matter.

The orange-haired boy with a delicate face stood opposite silently, lowered the brim of his hat and did not speak. He remembered what Baxun Jiaojiao had said to him last time, that the Boss was fully aware of the undercover matter.

"However, Lord Baxun may be dead or alive."

Mori Ogai's tone was a bit serious: "With that amount of bleeding, with her deteriorating body, I'm afraid she can't use supernatural powers to repair it. It's hard to say whether she's alive now."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

The orange-haired boy still didn't speak, and the brim of his hat almost covered all his expressions.

"But is it true that Zhongye-kun doesn't know about her?"

"No." Zhong Yuanzhong was also silent for a moment before speaking.

"Is that so?" Mori Ogai stared deeply at the other party with his dark red eyes, sighed a little and crossed his hands against his chin, as if remembering something, and said regretfully: "After all, Yaxun-kun once told me I said that she was willing to stay in the organization at the beginning because she fell in love with Mr. Zhongye."

"..."

Nakahara Chuya raised his head subconsciously, and his azure blue pupils shrank slightly.

"But it's all irreversible now." The black-haired man looked at the orange-haired boy standing opposite, with a glint in his red eyes: "Mr. Zhongye, you are very strong and loyal."

"You are so powerful, if you leave PortMafia like the irretrievable Yahiro-kun, PortMafia will suffer unimaginable losses."

Quiet.

In the huge office filled with silence, the shadow of silence fell on the ground through two people. The orange-haired boy lowered his eyes slightly, took off the black top hat on his head, and bowed to Mori Ogai with a low voice. "This is something you don't need to worry about, Boss."

In the slightly drooping azure eyes, what surged was some kind of emotion that couldn't be calmed down and kept churning.

***

The location of my return is very bad.

The mysterious sound actually teleported me into the sea.

"Ahem...cough!!" Help, I can't swim!

It’s fine if you don’t know how to swim, but does this guy know that my left calf and the soles of my feet have no sense of touch or pain at all, and I have been walking for the past two days to get used to it and barely maintain normal, falling into the water is a deadly act...

"Hey, I can't blame my lord for this."

The beating mysterious voice seemed a little guilty: "Who told you to pass through this international port when you were taken away. They seemed to be going by sea, and I sent you out at that time."

"Okay, okay, can't my lord change the place for you?"

"This time it's random, don't blame me for teleporting to a bad place."

With the disappearance of the mysterious sound, my vision changed instantly. The heavy oppressive feeling on my chest and the salty sea water disappeared immediately. The coat of the leader Zai was also soaked by the heavy sea water.

"Baxun...jun?"

A voice of astonishment came from the opposite side.

I wiped the sea water off my face, and looked around vigilantly from the corner of my eye. The surrounding area was obviously not a common port in Yokohama, but the gate of a building that looked strict and orderly, much like a formal state institution.

The speaker was wearing a dark suit, with a beauty mole on the corner of his mouth, and his bangs were combed up. He was a black-haired young man who could be called handsome.

The other party pushed the mirror frame on the bridge of the nose, looked at me almost in shock, checked several times, and then walked over quickly in astonishment, and took advantage of the opportunity to drape his coat on my wet shoulders.

"Are you...really, Yaxun-kun?"

what the hell.

I looked at him blankly, and I was keenly aware of a little difference in an instant, scratched my cheek and said doubtfully, "Mr. Ankou?"

As a result, Ango Sakaguchi, who was squatting down, didn't complain about me twitching the corners of his eyes. Instead, he let out a long breath as if confirming something, and said in a slightly excited tone, "You're back."

I:?

Suddenly, I had a bad premonition in my heart. I was extremely suspicious of what Mysterious Voice had done, otherwise his attitude couldn't be so strange.

"What are you doing, my lord?" The mysterious voice of the call came out unexpectedly, and said in a contemptuous tone: "It's just that there is a little hour difference between the two worlds. Although only one day has passed in the if world, it's different here. But keep an eye on the movement here, and once the law allows, I will send you back precisely."

"By the way, don't call me anymore, your progress bar is almost finished, and you can check in for a while, and your wish will come true."

After the mysterious voice finished speaking, there was no sound, and it did not appear again no matter how much it shouted like before.

……

After being reminded by the other party, I immediately remembered what my real goal was. After thinking about it for a few seconds, I simply pulled Ango Sakaguchi's coat and rushed towards the other party crying.

Before he could complain about his suffering, he asked himself how long he had been gone, but there was a crisp sound behind him, as if a tree branch had been crushed.

"Ango, you lied to me."

At this moment, behind the two people.

A certain very familiar black-haired young man was standing there, his brown eyes were staring at me without blinking, his handsome face was expressionless, and a very quiet atmosphere enveloped him.

After a few seconds of silence, the smile returned to the young man's face. He looked at us with a smile. After playing the game for a long time, it was rare for the other party to throw out all the evidence to prove that he didn't get it."

"As a result, was it hidden by Ango?"

"Dazai-kun."

Ango Sakaguchi looked at the other party in surprise, and subconsciously said in a speechless tone: "You are here again, you have said that my ability can only detect so much..."

etc.Halfway through his speech, he realized something. He lowered his head and looked at the soft arms that belonged to girls hugging his body, and then looked at me in front of him with an innocent face, who raised his head and looked back at the other party, blushing quickly reach out:

"No, this situation is...!!"