Why should I clean up

Under the night wind in early winter, the hem of the boy's windbreaker was blown into a sharp arc.The dust mixed with the unpleasant gas and penetrated into the nostrils, Takigawa Yuichi slowly narrowed his eyes, and suddenly remembered that several subordinates had mentioned before that no one dared to come here to disturb Osamu Dazai.

The vibe was horrifying as if Osamu Dazai would dismember them like the garbage here and throw them away.

Absolutely quiet.

Every second of staying here is like slow suicide.

Takigawa Yuichi snorted disdainfully.

"Isn't it strange that you can stay here for so long like a normal person, Dazai."

Now even the nose is red.

That being said, when Miss Hongye invited Yuyi to join the torture group, Yuichi also said that she couldn't stand the smell there.

He was obviously very uncomfortable, but he even put on a fierce posture.

Not threatening at all.

Dazai smiled, and walked out of this place that could be called "home" without paying much attention.His steps were big, and he paused slightly when he walked past the silvery white around him.

Osamu Dazai tilted his head, his soft forehead was blown by the wind: "Let's go."

……

I always feel like something is weird.

Takigawa Yuichi pursed his lips, subconsciously jumping out of this idea in his mind.But he watched Dazai's back, frowned and thought for a moment, and finally followed.

"...Did you laugh at me in your heart just now?" He asked in a deep voice.

"Eh?" Osamu Dazai turned his face to look at him, and the light fell into his eyes, making the iris light up briefly.

When Osamu Dazai smiled, there was a taste of a successful mischief.

"I thought it would take you longer to learn to read minds."

Yuichi Takigawa: "..."

That's why he hates Osamu Dazai.

Takigawa Yuichi took a deep breath, and just as he calmed down, the other party's voice cut in.

"However, since Yuichi came looking for me, it means that he has already contacted his former police companions in the organization."

... Can you see it all?

Takigawa Yuu frowned, and looked at Dazai beside him with some doubts in his eyes.

"Of course, I don't doubt Yuichi's investigative ability. It's just that Gin-kun's character is more cautious than expected from the past fighting style." Osamu Dazai said unhurriedly, "In one afternoon, That's the most likely way to spot a mouse."

He paused for a few seconds when he said this, and suddenly laughed softly.

Dazai Osamu's laughter was very low, as if it could disappear into the wind at any time.

"Let me guess, Yuichi should pretend to threaten the other party, saying that he is an enemy, don't show mercy—something like that?"

Takigawa Yuichi didn't speak, his eyes were gloomy, as if evaluating the consequences of answering this question in his heart.

It wasn't until he walked out of the waste yard that the boy's bonded lips showed a tendency to separate.

"The text message I received on the mountain road before, although there is no evidence, I guess it was probably sent by Bourbon."

"Well, it's whiskey again."

"..."

"What's wrong with Yuichi?"

"...Spinita."

"That's not being rejected."

"...Shut up!" Takigawa Yuichi squeezed two words out between his teeth when he heard this sentence, "In short, I don't need help."

That means not wanting to drag others into the water.

Osamu Dazai automatically converted these words in his mind. He looked at his companions and couldn't help thinking of the dusty files in the file room.

Because he sneaked in and opened it, he was taught a lesson by Mori Ogai afterwards.

Even so, Dazai still didn't care.

He was more concerned about the family relationship column on You Yi's profile.

It seems that it was discovered by Momiji-san when she joined the port mafia, Yuichi himself probably didn't expect to be found out.

[Takigawa Kisuke], Yuichi's elder brother, died after giving up treatment when Yuichi was 15 years old because he rushed into the fire to save people.

It is worth mentioning that that man and Yuichi have exactly the same hair.

Even the length is exactly the same.

The reason why Mr. Mori was afraid of Yuichi in the past was because there was no existence that could threaten Yuichi.

He seems to be very close to everyone, but in fact, no matter who he is with, he is close to the end.

Yuichi has no family, no friends, and treats everything ruthlessly, with no empathy at all.

But Yuichi should have already discovered——

If Mr. Mori finds out that he still maintains close communication with his former police academy companions, the delicate balance on the chessboard will be broken.

Search Section [-], □□ Handling Section, Ministry of Public Security.

If Osamu Dazai is allowed to make a choice, he believes that the most ideal solution is to kill those five people now.

It's distressing.

Yuichi is as troublesome as Odasaku.

"What are you thinking?"

Gently patted his back with a palm, Takigawa Yuu looked up and down Dazai Osamu beside him, for fear that he would come up with some bad idea again.

"No." Osamu Dazai replied lightly, "I just think Yuichi is a fool sometimes."

"..."

Why on earth did he have to be scolded for no reason?

Takigawa Yuichi was silent, and began to doubt whether it was the right decision for him to hire Dazai to work overtime.

"Idiots are not qualified to call me a fool." After a long time, Takigawa Yuichi snorted and retorted.

idiot?Isn't that Zhongye?

Hard to understand.

Osamu Dazai made a nasal sound and couldn't help asking: "Why?"

Takigawa Yuichi stopped in his tracks, and when he turned his head, a few wisps of hair on his forehead were scattered, vaguely covering the reflection in his eyes.

"If I gave you a rope now, would you hang yourself with it, or grab it with your hands?"

Dazai thought about it seriously: "It's too much, isn't there a more refreshing way to die?"

"Look, you're an idiot. Normal people will subconsciously grab the rope with their hands when they hang themselves." The young man who succeeded in the scheme raised the corners of his lips and said, "Then when they realize that their bodies are suspended in the air and it is irreparable, they will hang themselves." would let go of it in despair."

"Humans are social animals that are easy to guess. They will be contradictory, deceitful, painful, joyful, regretful, loathe this world, and expect the sun to rise inexplicably."

"Everyone is like this, every day is like this, it's a cycle."

"So, Dazai."

The warm breath came closer, and Takigawa Yuichi, who was completely unconscious, put his hands in his pockets regretfully.

"The answer you're looking for doesn't exist. Life in this land is so boring."

"You know this, but you still try to isolate yourself from this kind of world—— aren't you an idiot?"

"..."

The relaxed smile on Osamu Dazai's face disappeared.

At this time, a little white appeared in the dark sky.

Dazai glanced up, remembering that it rarely snows in Yokohama.

Even if it accumulates a layer, it will quietly melt the next morning.

But now, the light white color blended with the eyelashes of the boy beside him.

Takigawa Yuichi walked unhurriedly.

Dazai Osamu watched his back, and suddenly felt a panic that the other party would leave him like melting first snow.

...Obviously, when I heard Zhong also say that Yuuichi would die, I didn't really feel it.

Osamu Dazai pursed his lips, silently looking at his bandaged palm.

Under the bustling lights of Yokohama, Osamu Dazai stopped before stepping into the building of the port mafia.

"Forget it." He blinked his eyes slowly, folded his five fingers expressionlessly, and held the icy coldness in his palm, "If it really gets to that point..."

The existence that Yu Yi couldn't bear to touch, let him get rid of it.

Takigawa Yuu, who had stepped into the building a long time ago, turned around: "What are you muttering again?"

Osamu Dazai raised the corners of his lips: "Say you're an idiot."

"……idiot."

[Dazai Osamu Favorability +5]

???

"...Do you want to fight?"

"That would be scolded by the leader."

"Go to hell, I don't care."

The sound of fighting was heard on the first floor of the port mafia hall. When Hirotsu Liulang called to inquire, several mafias guarding the gate looked at each other.

I don't know why, but it seems, it seems, maybe——

The two smartest cadres in their organization fought over who was more stupid...?

The name of the undercover agent of the Black Organization lurking in the port mafia is [Taketo Yamashita]—of course, this may be an alias.

When Takigawa Yuichi caught him, the man was trying to send out the last information.

Osamu Dazai shrugged indifferently: "Gun room, I won."

……hateful.

Takigawa Yuu was silent, and kicked away the mobile phone in the man's hand for contact without emotion, stepped on the back of Taketo Yamashita's hand with his heel, and crushed it with a cold expression.

The man cried out in pain and raised his head in disbelief: "Impossible, obviously..."

"Obviously what?" Takigawa Yuichi said calmly, "Obviously we shouldn't be at the headquarters at this time?"

The port mafia has a perfect communication and surveillance system, and the suspicious Mori Ogai uses it to monitor everyone in the headquarters-including all the undercover agents sent here by the organization.

The reason why they didn't do anything before is because the transmission of false information is also extremely important in intelligence warfare.

Therefore, the remaining problem is to distinguish which of this group of [-] boys is sent by the black organization.

For this reason, the boy suggested a competition with Osamu Dazai with great interest.

And then lost without any surprise.

How could someone persecute Ango in the middle of the night!Did Dazai also know that Ango is a member of the Supernatural Secret Service?

Takikawa Yuu clicked his tongue.

"If you want to blame it, it's your bad luck." He knelt down and said, pointing his thumb at Osamu Dazai who was yawning boredly behind his back, "This guy's brain is already at the level where he can be dissected and studied separately after death." gone."

"It's terrible." Osamu Dazai pretended to shake his head, "Then I'd better try to commit suicide while Yuichi is away."

Takigawa Yuichi was attracted attention.

He turned his head, full of expectation: "Really?"

Osamu Dazai rested his cheeks, and squatted down beside him: "Of course it's fake, you're a good liar, Yuichi."

"..."

Yuu stopped talking.

It seems to be angry.

Osamu Dazai glanced at it, looked away happily, and said in a cold tone when he spoke again: "Then, Yamashita-kun, can you tell me where Gin-Jiu-kun put the bug?"

Taketo Yamashita looked gloomy, half of his face was swollen, and his eyes were squeezed into slits.

But despite this, he still pursed the corners of his lips tightly, as if he was ready to say nothing until he died.

"Your mouth is very strict." Takigawa Yuichi laughed suddenly, he stretched out his hand, and removed his chin without warning amidst the man's screams, "Since you don't plan to speak, there is no need to speak in the future gone."

The white gloves were stained with blood, Takigawa Yuu stood up on his knees, he didn't care about smoothing out the folds, and ordered to the subordinates behind him:

"Cut off his tongue, and if you can't find the bug in one minute, just cut him one more time."

"Yes!"

"How to avoid the vital points, you don't need me to teach you?"

"When, of course!"

Having received a satisfactory answer, Takigawa lowered his eyes and began to think slowly.

Gin appears to have other duties before his return as "Spinita".

I don't know if it's over now, but...

"Are you listening, Gin?"

The boy's voice was low and slow, full of provocation.

"I'm tormenting your companion, if you know it, quickly think of a way to save him."

The voice is accurately conveyed thousands of kilometers away through the conduction of electronic equipment.

"..."

Yuichi Takigawa waited patiently for a while until the phone in his pocket vibrated.

This is what Gin threw to "Spinita" before leaving the mission, and there is only one number in it.

The content of the message is concise and to the point.

【where? 】

Oh, isn't that what you're listening to?

Looks like the mission is over.

Takigawa Yuichi thought about it, and then tapped his finger on the screen.

【sleep】

[but was woken up]

[I set a special ringtone, am I very considerate? 】

【Ah, I am really the most loyal member of the organization】

[What about people?Why don't you praise me? 】

Even if it can be done all at once, Takigawa Yuichi wants to send one by one.

bore him to death.

Takigawa Yuichi who thought this way was complacent, but when he came back to his senses, there were two more heads beside him.

One is Dazai who was watching the play, and the other is Nakahara Chuya who appeared at some unknown time.

[Yuichi]

The smiling Dazai Osamu made a lip-synch.

[You seem to be having fun]

"..."

At the same time, in a certain building in faraway Tokyo, Vodka glanced tremblingly at Gin who was holding a sniper/shooter/gun beside him, and felt that he might be wiped out.

"Big brother, do you want me to come?"

"Shut up." Qin Jiu said coldly.

The mission target in the scope was fleeing, but he fired another shot indifferently.

Six hundred yards, this time it didn't go wrong, and hit the opponent's head.

Qin Jiu snorted coldly, the news that kept popping up on the phone made him upset.

The last thing Spinita sent over was a good night kitty emoji.

The man narrowed his eyes and pulled the trigger mercilessly again.

Shooting dead people—an unnecessary act, but a good way to vent your anger.

[roll over tomorrow]

Gin impatiently sends the message.

The cat on the expression pack was still peacefully repeating the action of pulling the quilt, but Gin was unmoved by this, and even added a sentence.

[Also, clean up your phone and don't do unnecessary things]

Spinita did not respond to further messages.

So Gin shifted his gaze to Vodka beside him.

Vodka, who was implicated innocently, broke out in a cold sweat, while crazily insulting the newcomer in his heart, while trembling on the surface, smoothing things over:

"Early, early to bed and early to rise?"

"Spinita probably... No, it's definitely! She must have fallen asleep! Or would you like to say good night, brother?"

The air seemed to be frozen at this moment. After a long silence, Gin finally put away his terrifying eyes.

"Vodka," he warned, "shut up when you can't talk."