After I divorced from chaos step

I don't know if it's my illusion. When I said this, Chu Ya looked at me with contempt.

I haven't seen Grandpa Xingzuo for many years, but in my memory, he has never shown such a characteristic look in his eyes.

Dazai slammed on the brakes, and I leaned forward due to inertia. If it wasn't because I was wearing a seat belt, I would probably have crashed into it.

It is midnight now, there is no one on the road, only a few cars here and there, and there is no traffic at all, but he drives very erratically.

...The driving skills are about the same as Akutagawa Ryunosuke.

"Sorry, it's not my car, it's a bit uncomfortable to drive." He was very quick to make excuses for himself, "Let me see, there is something to eat in Zhongye."

He freed one hand and unceremoniously opened the storage box, "Oh, there are lollipops and buns. I really can't see that Zhong will buy such cute snacks."

In the storage box, there are cigarettes on one side, and strawberry lollipops and small lactic acid pockets on the other. These snacks are basically prepared by Chuya Nakahara for Grandma Hanamaru today.

"Hey, don't touch other people's things casually!"

"It doesn't matter." Dazai tore off the wrapping paper of a lollipop, "I don't care about it."

Having said that, I still don't think it's a good idea to do this.

"You should get the consent of others before eating."

"It's the same to cut first and play later." Dazai said vaguely.

Reasoning with him will never make sense.

that's true.Why should I reason with him? If he could listen to me, would he still sneak into Zhongya Zhongya's house to steal wine?Not only that, but also stole someone's car!

But to complicate my feelings, I was also in this car.

Like fellows.

I silently recited twice in my heart, "Osamu Dazai did it all by himself. I just followed because I was worried that he would damage the car." Then I felt relieved.

"Has Qingxi Jiang thought about her future life?"

The sweet smell of strawberries filled the car, and I reached out and opened the window.

The wind blowing in from the outside quickly blew away the sweet smell.

"...Find the other half's abilities." I paused, then said slowly, "Then find a quiet place and spend an ordinary life."

"Ordinary life?" Dazai teased, "How do you clean up the black history? You have done a lot of things for the five declines of heaven and man. You should have mastered the supernatural department."

"...Sakaguchi-kun is not that kind of person."

"It seems that you have a good impression of him."

Dazai suddenly slammed on the brakes again, and after being glared at me harshly, he apologized without sincerity, "Sorry, my hands are slippery."

"If you don't know how to do it, let me do it."

"Does Qingxi sauce not mind drinking and driving?"

"..."

The car gradually drove steadily, and occasionally street lights shone in, briefly casting soft light on Dazai's face.

"Shouldn't the Ability Division be the only one keeping an eye on you, there are others, right?"

I didn't hide it from him: "Mr. Sen approached me and hoped that I would work in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang, and said that he would give me a high salary."

I refused without hesitation.But seeing that Zhongyuan Zhong also has such high-grade food and clothing, buy motorcycles and sports cars if you are happy, and use black cards casually... I admit that I am a little bit tempted.

Dazai said "Oh": "You don't think that the job of gangsters is to deliver lost old people on the side of the road like Nakaya."

"I'm not very clear about the specific job content of Hong Kong and Black..." At least I don't know what Mori Ogai will ask me to do.

Civilian?Propaganda?Or charge merchants management fees?

"Gun smuggling, arms trading, and some," Dazai's voice was full of joy, and it was a tone of telling me great news, "a special industry that you wouldn't want to know about."

"..."

"Qingxi sauce don't believe it?"

"I believe."

In fact, I know that's what the Port Mafia really is.My impression of Central Plains Chuya is so good that I think they are like professional heroes, dedicated to maintaining the order of this city.And forget their original intention, their job.

I muttered, "That's better than the house rat."

"I remember when you said you wanted to be a hero when you were young, and you chose the hero name for yourself, Chaotian All Might?" Dazai laughed softly, "Why do you seem to be taking the opposite path?"

"Shut up." What year of Chaotian Olmert's black history is it?

But Dazai's words undoubtedly brought back the oldest memories in my heart.

When I didn't meet Ranpo, Dazai, or Tosi, the worst thing I ever did was tear Bakugo's pants.

At that time, we all deeply admired All Might. Who hasn't worshiped All Might since childhood?

Even Dazai—no, it’s hard to say about this guy.

"Dazai, although I can't be a hero." I said calmly, "But I will never be the enemy of a hero."

"……Oh."

In his infinitely elongated coda, I couldn't tell whether it was pity or sarcasm.

He changed the subject and gave me a step down.

"Why do you think this cutie is yours...um, Grandpa?"

I combed the messy feathers of the Chu duck: "This duck is not an ordinary duck. It has done a lot of good things in Yokohama, far surpassing the ability of a duck, and has been praised by the mayor of Yokohama."

Dazai was thoughtful: "Your grandfather used to like to do good deeds?"

"...No." Grandpa Xingzuo is not someone who likes to meddle in other people's business, and Chu Ya is obviously an enthusiastic duck, maybe grandpa has become a good duck.

I carefully analyzed the origin of the Chu ducks and what Grandma Hanamaru said: "My grandpa told my grandma before his death that if he gets lonely in the future, he will open a duck farm and raise some small animals. I think this is premeditated."

Otherwise, why not open a pig farm?Because if you are a pig, you can't just run around outside. Ducks are more flexible.

I poked the duck's head, and it immediately pecked me with its bill angrily, as if condemning my treason.

very fierce.But it doesn't hurt or itch, like the elders are teaching the naughty juniors.

It is more and more in line with the grandfather's personality.

I patted the bird cage: "Friend, if you were framed to become like this, such as the ability to turn into a duck or something, just nod your head. If it's your own hobbies, you can nod twice. Please , let me know the situation."

The duck turned its head and ignored me.

Maybe it's because I've been a duck for too many years, and I'm addicted to it.

"What's so good about being a duck?" I patted the bird cage again, trying to wake up the duck that was pretending to be dead.

Dazai saw that I had threatened Chu Ya for a long time, but it had no effect at all, so he slowly explained: "Chu Ya is a girl."

"……Eh!"

No wonder when grandma asked him about his favorite when he was at the duck farm, he immediately put on a dejected look.

It turned out to be a female duck!But maybe grandpa changed sex when he turned into a duck... well, can't imagine.

"Qingxi sauce, let me tell you one more thing, I don't have a driver's license."

"..." Then who is driving now?

"I feel that I have learned half of the exam, so there is no need to take the exam again."

……

At dawn, Osamu Dazai finally drained all the gas in Chuya Nakahara's car, and we had a casual breakfast in the coffee shop downstairs of the Armed Detective Agency.

The rare thing this time is that Dazai paid the money, because I don't have any money with me.Heartbroken, he took his wallet out of his pocket and paid for the two cups of coffee.

"You can pay on credit, won't you pay it back at the same time?"

"No." I said coldly, "You don't even know when you will be able to pay back your credit."

"Don't bring such a blow to other people's self-confidence!"

Chu Ya probably relied on that I would not kill it and insisted on returning to its original shape, so I decided to take it to find Ranpo to discuss countermeasures.

Luanbu originally planned to skip work, but when he saw someone talking to him in my group, he immediately became happy: "If you have any requirements from Qingxixi, just say it, and I will definitely make it happen."

"How to wake a duck?"

To wake up a duck, not only must it be woken up, but it must not be harmed.Although Chu Ya is unlikely to be my grandfather because of his gender, it must be inextricably related to him.

Dazai neither denied my reasoning nor agreed with my reasoning. He just smiled meaningfully and gave me a piece of scorpion.

"I'm not a cat." I still took Mutian Liao.

"Haven't you always liked this kind of stuff?"

"You remembered wrong!"

The first person to come to the Armed Detective Agency was not a human, but a three-coloured cat.

I put down the bird cage, ignoring the Chu ducks who suddenly became excited inside.

"Mi, come here."

I beckoned to the three-flowered cat. It was probably attracted by the Polygonum chinensis in my hand, and it walked over with light steps.

I handed it Mutian Liao, and it meowed softly, probably expressing its thanks, and then started playing with Mutian Liao.

Seeing this, Dazai smiled slightly: "Qingxi sauce, I'll get you a glass of juice, what flavor do you like?"

"Whatever, I don't choose, just don't poison."

I looked at the three-colored cats happily playing with Mutian Liao, and suddenly remembered the saying that good things will happen when you meet a male three-colored cat.

I squatted down, took its two front paws, and straightened it.

"Mi, are you a boy? Let me see if you have any pussies."

I hadn't finished my sentence, and I hadn't identified the sex of the three-colored cat, when the bird cage suddenly exploded with a bang.

The raised smoke and dust dispersed quickly, and someone kicked towards me head-on. I avoided it by leaning to the right, and she kicked one of the tables.

Documents and office supplies were scattered all over the floor.

"My friend, if you want to fight, I will accompany you when you go out, but this is someone else's company after all." I avoided her and leaned towards the corner where there was nothing.

... Unexpectedly, Chu Ya was really alone.

"Who is your friend! You are as annoying as your grandfather! Make your own opinion! I plan to be friends with you!"

She was very pretty and appeared to be in her 30s, with pretty orange hair and vivid blue eyes.

...It's like a sex-changed version of Nakahara Chuya.

It was from those blue eyes that the anger emanated.

"Rude bastard!"

Chu Ya, no, Chu Ya.She pointed to the three-flowered cat on the ground that was still playing with Mutian Polygonum, and said viciously, "Natsume-sensei's body, I am the only one in the world who can see it!"

I was silent for a moment, and asked, "You, have you watched too much "Natsume's Book of Friends?"

... Mr. Cat is much fatter than this one.