Why should I clean up

In the dark room door, the sound effect of Ultraman's transformation seemed incompatible with the dignified atmosphere.

...really looking at it.

Bourbon's warm eyes fell, and he smiled mockingly when he parted the corners of his lips, and then moved his eyes to Gin:

"I thought you'd take longer on Ley's side."

Ley's whereabouts were exposed, and the organization's important research was destroyed.

This topic made the already silent air suddenly freeze.

"I mentioned this." After a moment of silence, Gin said lightly, "Fourth Avenue. Bourbon, you had a mission at the time, why did you appear there?"

Those dark green eyes lifted up, and the man's stern facial features were full of indifference and warning.

According to Ley's statement, Spinnetta and Bourbon appeared there one after the other. They talked for a while on the side of the road, and seemed a little surprised when they saw Ley suddenly appear.

coincidence?

Gin doesn't believe in coincidences.

As he thought so, he glanced at Spinnetta who was quietly resting his chin.

"Spinita." Gin called out his name slowly, "Explain."

The boy whose name was called paused, and reluctantly stretched his clenched fingers.

A cigarette case.

He's always been able to touch something.

It used to be a lighter, but now it has been replaced with a more direct one.

Qin Jiu raised the tails of his brows slightly under the sharp browbones, and his tone became a little colder: "Don't be stupid, you know that's not what I'm talking about."

"..."

"Oh." After a pause for a few seconds, Takigawa Yuichi responded perfunctorily, "I invited Bourbon."

This posture allows Gin to take every tiny movement of the opponent into his eyes.

But heartbeat, breathing—through the perception of physical contact, every aspect of Spinneta can't be faulted.

Bourbon suddenly realized the purpose of the gin, and subconsciously clenched his fists.

When he opened the door for a moment, he was suddenly a little thankful that Yu Yi was in a dazed state of burning.

Spinita's injury was a provocation by the Port Mafia and a blunder by Gin.

If it weren't for the fact that he was only breathless now, even if no evidence could be found, Gin's way of questioning would not be so gentle.

"What are you going to do?" Ignoring Bourbon's gaze, Gin tightly clenched the silver hair around his fingertips, forcing the latter to raise his head to meet his gaze.

This isn't the first time Gin has become suspicious of a bird he's raised with his own hands.

The organization's TopKiller doesn't trust anyone, and hides his emotions with the shadow under the brim of his hat. The simplest task has to be checked repeatedly, and then PnABC is set.

But whenever Gin tried to find a trace of a lie in those blue eyes, Spinita had the same reaction.

There was only anger in the boy's eyes, like the harmless struggle of a dying cub.

"Look for a cheap apartment." Takigawa Yuu said, pretending to break his hand away, "I can't always go to the cafe every night."

The painful gasp/breath reappeared in Gin's ear again.

Spinita is always injured, bouncing around in front of the people, nestled in the booth in the corner behind the people, as pitiful as a flower that is about to wither.

It is still for the benefit of the organization.

【"You finally figured it out, Gin?"】

In the living room of the hotel, Belmode smiled half-smile.

"let go!"

Thinking about the door, Gin heard Spinita's unconvinced voice.

The young man clenched his fist and slammed it straight into his face.

Gin tilted his head to dodge expressionlessly, and when he held his wrist, he felt that the temperature under his palm was a little higher.

So he turned his head to look at Bourbon, who was resting on the sidelines.

"39.8°C." Bourbon, who performed the show tacitly, smiled and said, "You just tested it before you came back."

Gin: "..."

Bourbon: "Why do you think I put him to sleep?"

As he said this, he glanced at Spinita's cellphone again suggestively.

Takigawa Yuichi was alert.

wait, what is this?Will revenge be revenged?

The boy who reacted subconsciously grabbed his cell phone, but he was still a step behind Gin Jiu.

TopKiller, who had achieved his goal, mercilessly threw him to the side of Bourbon.

Yuichi Takigawa: "Bandit!"

Takigawa Yuichi: "No, robbers!"

Qin Jiu, who was about to leave, stopped.

He turned around irritably, and finally Spinita raised his hand in puzzled eyes.

Gin's movements were clean and neat, and a hand knife directly hit the boy's back of the neck.

When throwing Spinita back on the bed, Gin looked at Bourbon sarcastically, and slowly uttered two words: "Trash."

"..." Bourbon didn't speak, and turned to the unconscious Spinita from the corner of his eye.

He was able to hold back and didn't fight back.

How much salary did the port mafia organization pay Yu Yi?

To be honest, Takigawa Yuichi didn't really care about his illness.

After Gin returned his cell phone to him, Takigawa Yuichi found a bugging device inside.

In addition, he guessed that Gin must have checked the flow of funds in his account.

Of course, he already had countermeasures for these things.

The only thing Takigawa Yuichi didn't expect was that Gin locked the door of the safe house.

"Vodka." The boy whose fever was half gone sat on the carpet, and after failing to study the lock, he turned his finger to the side with a gloomy face and acted as the invisible man's vodka, "Hurry up, you must know the password."

Vodka: "I don't know."

Yuichi Takigawa: "You swear on your driver's license."

Vodka: "...I swear."

Takigawa Yuichi stared at him for a while, and said firmly, "I don't believe it."

...Then what are you asking!

Vodka complained in his heart, with a vicissitudes on his face: "Brother said that you are not allowed to go out until you find out about Shirley. Of course, this is also for your own good."

Yuichi Takikawa was so angry that he twisted the screwdriver in two: "It's not fair, why is Ley okay?"

Vodka's tone was subtle: "That guy's control is much worse than yours."

When in confinement, not only can you watch TV, but you can also have a doctor come to your door.

But didn't the suspicion of Spinita be ruled out?

Vodka was a little puzzled when he thought of the Spinneta information a few days ago.

This kid did go to see the apartment, and he only paid a deposit. The door of the [-]-square-meter room was empty, and only a small bed was placed.

Vodka suddenly realized.

Protective!

The eldest brother must be worried that the bastards of the port mafia will take advantage of their busy time to attack Spinita again!

The eldest brother is indeed the eldest brother, thinking about Zhou... Hey, where are the Spinita people?

After regaining consciousness, Vodka paused, and his confused eyes stayed for a moment on the combination lock that was removed at the entrance.

Oops, this kid was just pretending.

He even ran away while he was not paying attention!

Cold sweat dripped down Vodka's forehead, and just as he took out his phone to contact his eldest brother, he heard footsteps coming from outside the hallway.

The gin was still the same black windbreaker—if the Spinnetta in his hand was ignored, the man hadn't changed much from when he went out in the morning, except for the smell of blood.

Vodka shut his mouth tightly, not daring to speak.

Qin Jiu kicked the removed lock from the entrance, and sneered: "You are very promising."

Yuichi Takigawa: "So-so, you can do it if you work hard."

Gin narrowed his eyes: "The wound is healed?"

Takikawa Yuu nodded, proudly: "The scab has formed, the doctor said I'm fine."

Spinnetta is back to life.

Vodka thought so gratifyingly, just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard a gunshot.

... What Spinita held in his hand seemed to be the spare gun of the eldest brother.

Can this be found out by him?

Not sure, take another look.

That's right - but why are the petals coming out of it?

Vodka looked belatedly at the vase on the living room table.

The roses in full bloom were wiped out by Spinnetta at some point, leaving only bare branches.

"Don't hold me all the time."

Vodka heard Spinita say so seriously.

"Although you are taller than me now, I can grow longer."

Gin sniffed lightly, and glanced at the gun in the boy's hand.

"You will modify?"

"……fine."

"It's kind of useful."

Gin said calmly, letting go of his grip on the back of his collar.

"Change it back."

Without waiting for Spinita to answer, he walked into the bathroom.

Takigawa Yuichi stared at the closed door for a while, then looked at Vodka puzzled: "Do you think gin hates me?"

Vodka: "...probably."

Takigawa Yuichi: "Then why hasn't he kicked me out?"

So you worked hard for a long time for this!

The vodka pupil quakes, watching Spinita get up from the ground.

"Where are you going?"

"Change his other gun into a water gun."

"...Spinita." Vodka said in a deep voice, "You will be killed."

Takigawa Yuichi: "I hide quickly, you might as well worry about yourself."

Oh, that's right, if it wasn't for Spinita's magical skills, he would have been crushed eight hundred times by his elder brother.

Big brother also seems to know that bullets don't work on Spinita.

Vodka thought about it seriously, and suddenly found a blind spot: "But brother has another gun with him, how do you get it?"

"What a fuss." Takigawa Yuichi hated that the iron could not be made into a steel road, "Of course I rushed in to get it."

"..." Vodka picked up the stick in hand.

Or knock Spinita unconscious.

This kid is more at ease when he is sick.

Two days after I left the safe house, I heard from Vodka that a traitor who was caught admitted to leaking information.

If it wasn't for someone helping him, Takigawa Yuichi felt that the poor man could only be tortured.

On top of the Port Mafia building, the teenager squints one eye.

With his finger on the trigger, he looked through the scope of his gun at a water bottle seven hundred yards away.

The bullet was fired, and the huge recoil shook Takigawa Yuichi's arms a little numb.

The short Yumeno Hisaku hung on the railing and took a look through the binoculars.

He gasped, and said the truth mercilessly: "It's crooked, Yuichi."

Takigawa Yuichi: "...I can see it."

He curled the corners of his lips unhappily, and moved his gloved fingers.

Can't do it.

He couldn't live with the pain he was feeling now.

After reaching this conclusion, Takigawa Yuichi's expression turned gloomy.

"But Yuichi is not the type to use a gun." Yumeno Hisaku blinked, showing an expectant expression, "So let's hang out together!"

Takigawa Yuichi lowered his gaze, and stared at him for a moment.

"No."

"Hey! Why!" Yumeno Hisaku was shocked, "Didn't Yuichi like me the most!"

Takigawa Yuichi gave a vague "hmm", and pulled down the bolt again after changing the magazine.

"But I'm annoyed right now, not in the mood to play," he said, his voice drowned out by the sound of gunfire.

The bullet hit the bottle cap, 1mm away from the previously marked place.

Deadly enough, but not precise enough.

"Has the side effect of your ability happened again, Yuichi?"

Yumeno Hisaku's curious voice attracted Takigawa Yuichi's attention, and when he turned his head to look, the boy was approaching with his old doll in his arms.

"...No." Takigawa Yuichi replied.

Yumeno Hisaku: "Wow, that's a lie."

Takigawa Yuichi took his doll away punitively: "Don't learn from me."

Yumeno Hisaku reached out his hand: "Why?"

"There is no reason." Takigawa Yuu raised his hand high, "I will not end well after imitating me."

"No." Seeing that he couldn't get it back, Yumeno Hisaku gave up without hesitation.

Unexpectedly, he turned to hold Takikawa Yuichi's hand holding the gun.

"I want to stay with Yuichi all the time, so I want to learn from Yuichi."

Takigawa Yuichi raised his eyebrows: "Little Mengye, you said you were going to kill me before."

Yumeno Hisakuzuo clenched a little more guiltily, and turned his head.

He was silent for a long time, but just when Takigawa Yuichi thought he couldn't find words, Yumeno Hisaku muttered in a low voice.

"At least Yuichi keeps his word." He lowered his head and kicked the stones beside his feet, "No one...no one locked me up again."

Will take him for a ride.

I will play games with him.

Although the training was scary, compared to Dazai's cold look, Yuichi still smiled at him occasionally.

Birds from distant mountains flew close, and some of them landed on the railing beside Yumeno Hisaku.

The child who had excitedly tortured the enemies in the torture room to death not long ago suddenly raised his head.

Yumeno Hisaku seemed very nervous, but he mustered up the courage to speak: "So, Yuichi! You can't just die!"

"If you want to die, you can only be broken by me!"

"..."

Really great statement.

Takigawa Yuichi sighed, and stuffed the worn-out doll back into his arms. "Then you line up, Yumeno. Anyone who wants to kill me can line up to Italy from here."

"..."

"But you're right about one thing." Takigawa Yuichi poked his forehead.

The boy's strength was not strong, but the unsuspecting Yumeno Hisaku was still shaken by the poke.

"There is really nothing more important than staying alive."

Six o'clock in the evening, Lupin's bar.

"It's so strange." Ango Sakaguchi ordered a glass of wine as usual, and when he sat down next to Osamu Dazai, he narrowed his eyes suspiciously, "It has been five hours since Takikawa came back, and you didn't go to him, but hid here to drink .”

Osamu Dazai: "I'm just here too."

Oda Sakunosuke took a sip of his wine: "He's been here for five hours."

Osamu Dazai: "..."

Osamu Dazai: "It's too much! Don't expose me casually, Odasaku!"

Conspiracy, definitely conspiracy.

Ango Sakaguchi narrowed his eyes, trying to read Dazai Osamu's dark plan from his face.

Osamu Dazai curled the corners of his lips happily: "Although I really want to find Yuichi, but in that case Yuichi will just avoid me in the future."

According to Yuichi's strong personality, even if he knew that he was the antidote to controlling abilities, he would not back down unless it was absolutely necessary.

On the contrary, as long as you are induced to take the first step, it will be much more convenient in the future.

Osamu Dazai is a very patient hunter.

He can gently weave a web and then gently lay it down.

He can hum and wait on the side, from sunrise to sunset, even if the word gentle doesn't suit him at all.

Ango Sakaguchi frowned: "Didn't Takikawa hide all the time..."

The bar door was pushed open.

The boy who approached quickly had his silver hair tied into braids at random. The early spring breeze was cool, but Takigawa Yuichi was only wearing a thin shirt.

Ango Sakaguchi watched in shock as he cut straight to the point with a gloomy face.

"I don't have 100 billion." Takigawa Yuichi said.

Osamu Dazai: "Then 50."

...Is the price haggling too fast?

Takigawa Yuichi was confused, and looked at Dazai Osamu's outstretched hand uncertainly.

He hesitated for a moment, and put his hand on it.

When the fingertips meet the palm, there is a warm touch, as if an electric current is transmitted to the heart along with the skin.

Takigawa Yuichi couldn't help but frowned.

Ango Sakaguchi pushed down his glasses calmly, and somehow Dazai and Takikawa reached a consensus.

"Takikawa, why did you give him money?" Sakaguchi Ango asked.

"An equivalent exchange should get him out of my mind." Takigawa Yuichi said.

Osamu Dazai blinked innocently: "Did it work?"

Takigawa Yuichi tried to let go.

The pain subsided a little, but came back slowly.

But at least it won't affect his ability to move in a short time.

"...No." He pursed his lower lip, "Get out of here."

Osamu Dazai said in a calm voice, "It can't be done, I have tried."

Takigawa Yuichi was puzzled: "Are you also poisoned?"

"Of course not." Osamu Dazai said, "But my mind is full of Yuichi too."

As soon as he closed his eyes, Yuichi was standing in that spacious dormitory.

——"Shut up, I picked it out."

When the young man said these words, the hem of the windbreaker was gently blown by the wind. He stood by the spotless window, with the vast sky behind him, and a moon wheel seemed to be embedded in his eyes.

【Everything in the past is a prologue】

Their story is not over, it has just begun.

"...What is that?" Takigawa Yuichi who couldn't keep up with Osamu Dazai's brain circuits asked.

"I don't know." Osamu Dazai replied, "Probably because I like Yuichi."

Although he doesn't know what it feels like to like.

When Dazai Osamu said this, his face did not change, even calmer than before.

But Takigawa Yuichi looked at him strangely.

"No." Takigawa Yuichi refused, "It's strange, no one has ever said such a thing to me."

Dazai smiled lightly.

"Wouldn't that be nice."

"I'm the first."