Why should I clean up

...how did he fall off the horse unexpectedly.

Takigawa Yu frowned, and his palms groped across the opponent's body.

Scotland: "...what are you doing?"

Although he said so, Scotland did not stop his actions.

"See if there are bugs or something." Takigawa Yuichi said indifferently.

After he finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of Scotland looking slightly uncomfortable from the corner of his eye.

So Takigawa Yu paused, and added: "Don't worry, even if there is, I will kill him before the other party reports to Gin."

When the young man said this, he was full of vigor, and the silver hair hanging on his forehead had drops of water falling quietly.

Bourbon was right, Yuichi didn't take such a dangerous thing as an undercover agent to heart at all.

Is this what he's worried about?

Scotch sighed, went into the bathroom, took a towel, and covered it directly over the silver head.

"I heard from Bourbon that you were assigned to the action team over there at Gin?"

"Well, he probably wants to make his own knife, but judging from the current situation, it seems that he is more likely to be angry with high blood pressure." Takigawa Yuichi said casually, and roughly pulled himself The hair hooked to the button of Scotland's cuff, "This guy is like Kimura, he probably hates me now."

Scotland stopped him before he tore off his hair, and his eyes fell on the corner of his lips: "What's going on?"

Takigawa Yuu touched it belatedly.

"I accidentally left it during the fight." He sneered dismissively, "What did you say to train me to drink, if it weren't for the fact that I'm still an undercover agent, sooner or later... oh, it hurts. "

Scotland threw the soaked towel aside, and calmly met those dissatisfied eyes: "It's good to know that it hurts."

Takigawa Yuichi narrowed his eyes and looked up at him: "What, shouldn't you be on my side?"

Scotland: "Should have said this before you filled everyone with hatred."

Fighting Rye, choking on gin, even suggesting that Cohen wear a wig—what else can't he do?

"..." The boy was quiet for a while, and after a few seconds, he muttered again, "Why does Bourbon tell you everything?"

A little bit of flesh color could be seen under the shirt wet with hair, and under the moonlight, Scotland could clearly see the large and small wounds on Yuyi's body with his back turned to him.

Scotland frowned unconsciously, his eyes were cold, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"And it's not a good thing." In contrast, Takigawa Yuichi stood up indifferently, "Everyone pay more attention to me, and your and Bourbon's identities will be safer."

Just like when I was in the police academy, although everyone did the damage together, Instructor Onitsuka always said "Takikawa! You led the way again!"

When the matter developed to the end, Takigawa Yuichi didn't even bother to argue.

It's good to drag the bathhouse, and you can take a bath by the way.

Scotland snapped his fingers, wiping away the water stains on the corners of the boy's eyes.

Obviously the force was not heavy, but still left a little pink.

"Do you want to go back?" He asked, watching the other person's movements.

"Yeah." Takigawa Yuichi said, "I can't leave Yokohama for too long."

Who knows if Mori Ogai will find out the subordinates he trained one by one once he leaves.

The boy thought so, but when he walked to the window, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

"Scotland."

He turned his head and smiled, with a bright moon behind him.

"Good night."

The windows of the safe house were wide open, and the gentle night wind blew up the transparent screens.

【"That way you and Bourbon will be safer."】

The sternness deliberately put on the young man's face was finally broken, and the casual words pierced into his heart like a sharp ice chisel, smashed, smashed, at least he could not stop while he was alive.

After a long time, Scotland picked up the violin case that was put aside - inside was a sniper rifle.

He closed the window, and the figure disappeared into the night together.

"...good night, Spinita."

"Yuichi—"

On the way back to the port mafia building, Takigawa Yuu saw a figure running over from a long distance.

Yumeno Kusaku, who was carrying a red cross-body bag, threw himself into his arms and hugged his waist. As soon as Takigawa Yuichi lowered his head in doubt, he saw the sparkling diamond in the dark night.

"Look! Presents!"

Takigawa Yuu took it and looked at it a few more times.

Gemstones, emeralds, crystals—in Yokohama, the circulation of these things is under the jurisdiction of Nakahara Chuya.

Obviously, the one in his hand does not belong to any of them.

"You guys sneaked off to Tokyo?" Takigawa Yu raised his eyebrows, and he was speaking to Dazai who was walking over unhurriedly behind Yumeno Hisaku.

Yumeno Hisaku tilted his head: "Are you unhappy?"

"That's not true." Takigawa Yuichi put away the diamond very naturally, poked Yumeno Hisaku's forehead with his warm fingertips, "Tell me, what do you want?"

Yumeno Hisaku, whose mind had been dismantled, showed a smile, and he immediately grabbed the boy's windbreaker and filed a complaint before Osamu Dazai came over.

"I don't want to be with Dazai." Yumeno Hisaku said aggrievedly, "He didn't let me call your name, and threatened to kill me. He was cold all day—but it was even scarier when he laughed."

"Hey, it sounds pretty scary." Takigawa Yuichi lowered his eyes and said, gently lifted the collar of Yumeno Hisaku's coat with his fingers, "I also put a listening device, so everything you just said was heard."

"..."

The black bug was thrown to the ground, Yumeno Hisaku looked like he was about to die of anger, he hugged the doll, and stepped on it a few times angrily.

It wasn't until he trampled this poor electronic product into pieces that Yumeno Hisaku let out a dissatisfied snort.

He grabbed Takigawa Yuichi's hanging hand, put on an innocent expression and suggested: "Yuichi, let's hate him together."

Takigawa Yuu touched his head, before he could answer, Osamu Dazai's voice came in lightly.

"I can hear that too." He raised the corners of his lips slightly, with a hint of threat in his tone.

Takigawa Yuichi finally discovered where the subtleties in the relationship between Dazai and Yumeno Kusaku were.

He glanced at Yumeno Jiusaku who was hiding behind him, and suddenly realized: "You two look alike, you both look cute, and you also like to play tricks. It would be even worse if Yumeno's hair was all black. Like."

Yumeno Hisaku immediately protested: "Who wants to be like him!"

The furry head poked out angrily, but after being glanced at by Osamu Dazai who described it as cute, he shrank back vigilantly.

Osamu Dazai didn't care about this, his eyelids drooped, his gaze moved down from the corner of the boy's lips, and fell on the shirt inside the black windbreaker calmly all the way.

"Have you changed your clothes?"

Takigawa Yuichi lowered his head and took a look: "You can see this?"

Not all square collars, what's the difference?

"Guess." Dazai said naturally.

"..." Takigawa Yuu choked up, and lovingly touched Yumeno Hisaku's head, "I've worked hard for you today."

Little stars lit up behind Yumeno Hisaku expectantly.

"But I have a task tomorrow, you still have to stay with Dazai."

Little Xingxing fell to the ground.

Yumeno Hisaku wanted to curse, but when he thought about the torture he suffered in the confinement room that day, he finally closed his mouth obediently.

"Have all the witnesses been cleaned up?" Takigawa Yuichi noticed Q's expression, smiled, and turned his head to talk to Dazai.

"Although I really want to do that." Osamu Dazai put one hand in his pocket and walked side by side with him, "But they were busy saving Nozawa-kun who was killed by Yuichi, and no one noticed the poor waiter at all. Woolen cloth."

Um?Was Nozawa Taiki killed by him?

Takigawa Yuu thought for a while, but had no impression of this at all.

Forget it, it's either me or Ley.

"And." Osamu Dazai stopped suddenly.

Takikawa Yuichi lowered his eyes, looking at the bandaged hand on his shoulder.

Osamu Dazai leaned close to his ear, with an unexplained smile in his deliberately lowered voice.

"Zhong is coming back too."

Takigawa Yuichi's pupils trembled.

Didn't Zhongyuan Zhong just get on the plane this morning? It stands to reason that the suppression mission is usually not half a month or a month——

"You guessed that too?" Takigawa Yuichi asked.

"Sister Hongye said it." Osamu Dazai replied, "It is said that Chuuya seemed to be angered by something, so when he acted this afternoon, he grabbed the leader of the other party."

...Is this easy to do!

Takigawa Yuichi seemed to see a building rushing toward him in a nightmare, and felt that Osamu Dazai was probably hinting at something to himself.

It is impossible for this guy not to see the open and secret fight between him and Mori Ogai.

Then why did Dazai tell himself?trap?

Takigawa Yuichi narrowed his eyes, looking at the boy beside him.

It's a headache, if only there were mind-reading mind-reading people in this world.

Ah, but that won't work on Dazai either.

Takigawa Yuu pondered for a moment, then thought of Rokudokoku who had a hot fight with Prynne in Italy.

If I remember correctly, that guy seems to be able to enter other people's dreams.

"Can you dream?" Takigawa Yuichi asked so abruptly.

Osamu Dazai thought for a while: "No."

Oh, that's really a pity.

Takigawa Yuichi wished that he would not dream, but it seemed that it was not something he could control.

Every time Bai Lan wakes up from the cold floor panting/breathing, Bai Lan will send him a message——

【"Have you had a nightmare again, Yuichi-kun~?"】

【"If necessary, I can reluctantly send you some marshmallows."】

But after they broke up over the port mafia, Prynne never did it again.

He doesn't like marshmallows anyway.

Takigawa Yuichi thought so, but suddenly stopped in his footsteps.

The mobile phone that Dazai gave him was vibrating in his pocket, and Takigawa Yu glanced at the incoming call reminder of Chuya Nakahara on it, and refused to answer it with a face full of resistance.

Chuya Nakahara is loyal to Mori Ogai, and he definitely came to settle accounts with him.

"……Hey?"

When the answer button was pressed, Zhong Yuanzhong's slightly deep voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Are you busy?"

Takigawa Yuichi hesitated for a moment, then cautiously gave an answer: "A little bit, what's the matter?"

In fact, he regretted it as soon as he said it.

A shadow stood outside the gate of the Port Mafia, and Zhongyuan Zhong was also standing there, with emerald cufflinks pinned to his cuffs, and the ochre-colored hair under the brim of his hat was slightly blown by the wind.

His gaze moved slowly, first falling on Q who was hiding behind him, and then on Dazai.

Half black half white, black, white.

These three troublemakers are a good match.

Zhong Yuan also hung up the phone, still smelling bloody from the mission that had just ended.

He suppressed his anger and met those light-colored eyes as calmly as possible.

"Let's talk."