Why should I clean up

The result of overdoing it was a low-grade fever the next day.

Takigawa Yuichi sat in the office, staring at the report in front of him, but couldn't read a single word.

When Zhengyi called him, his proud mind could no longer move.The young man tried to block the meaningless sounds from his mouth, but his body began to weaken uncontrollably.When his vision was blurred, he raised his hand to reach for the vibrating mobile phone beside him.

But everything was useless, even the outstretched hand was held.

"This is not the right time to answer the phone, Yuichi." The young man smiled, his soft voice and harsh movements were in stark contrast.

Takigawa Yuichi didn't even know how he returned to the dormitory.

...too embarrassing.

"I was lied to again." Seeing him like this, Osamu Dazai from another world sighed, "Even I can't bear to see him anymore."

Takigawa Yuichi glanced at him weakly: "...you seem to be alone."

Osamu Dazai curled the corners of his lips silently, and his eyes fell on the faint redness under the young man's neckline: "I didn't do anything, it's not fair to blame me for something I did."

"Inducing Yuichi to make a promise, and then doing such an outrageous thing——"

22-year-old Osamu Dazai smiled innocently:

"——simply wait for the machine to be repaired and replace him."

Takigawa Yuichi was silent, and manually dispersed the little stars behind the other party: "Wouldn't it be a mess then?"

What does that have to do with him.

Osamu Dazai is obviously very ruthless to his other self.

"But no matter how you think about it, I'm more useful." Facing the pair of light purple eyes in front of him, Osamu Dazai began to reflect.

However, I can understand a little bit what type Yuichi likes.

Osamu Dazai decided to remember, after all, when he has the opportunity to return to an earlier timeline in the future, he can use it to deal with the leader who is focused on making money with money and is completely clueless.

In return—

Osamu Dazai glanced at the tired expression of the young man in front of him.

Just help Youyi solve the problem in front of him.

The Port Mafia's weapon depot is raided, and Akutagawa is badly injured in an ambush on the way back.

When Takigawa Yuichi learned about this, Akutagawa's injuries had already been dealt with.

The young man's lips were pale, his body was covered with bandages, and his face was also wearing a breathing mask.

Seeing the seriously injured Akutagawa, Yumeno Kusaku's abilities also began to go berserk after being stimulated.

The kid fought regardless of enemy and friend. Although he won in the end, the rules are the rules. Because of his uncontrollable ability, 11 members of the port mafia were lying on the bed and could not move. They would be tortured in the interrogation room no matter what. little frustration.

Takigawa Yuichi could almost imagine the scene where his little Yumeno was holding the doll and weeping aggrievedly.

Just drop it, maybe it will grow faster that way.

Thinking so, Takigawa Yuichi didn't go to the interrogation room, but instead went to the medical department to check on Akutagawa.

Osamu Dazai, who picked up these two people, was standing by the bed, his expression was unkind, and his whole body was shrouded in dark shadows.

And this atmosphere was easily broken when Takigawa Yuichi pushed open the door.

Osamu Dazai turned his head sideways, stared at him for a while, and suddenly laughed softly, the moment the cold breath touched him, it melted into water.

"It's Yuichi."

It is a gesture of completely relaxing "Why Do I Cleanse White" and remembering the URL: m.1.

When Osamu Dazai raised his hand to touch his forehead, Takigawa Yuichi was still a little dazed.

"Have you taken any medicine?" Osamu Dazai asked.

"..." Takigawa Yuichi didn't answer directly, but picked up Akutagawa Ryunosuke's body report, "I'm not sick."

"Hmm." Dazai Osamu thought, "That means I didn't eat."

Takigawa Yuu choked, and patted his head with a board expressionlessly: "Compared to me, you care more about Akutagawa."

"What, I already know which organization did it." Osamu Dazai complained, taking the board away from his hand, "Don't just accuse me casually."

"Oh." Takigawa Yuichi responded, "So who is it?"

When the young man said this, his eyes were lowered, and his tone was cold.

"I'm going to cut off their leader's head and use it as a meal for Jiro Maru No. 2."

If it were someone else, Osamu Dazai might think it was just a simple threat.

But since the words came from Yuuichi's mouth...

According to his previous behavior pattern of dividing other people's corpses and only picking up one head and giving it back to Mr. Mori, Osamu Dazai has no doubts about the possibility that Jiromaru No. 2 will only have ugly rice bowls in the future.

"It's not in line with the rules of the game to fight directly with the leader." Osamu Dazai said, "And Yuichi just talked to someone from the Supernatural Secret Service Section."

Takigawa Yuu smiled, and used his abilities to slightly relieve Akutagawa's pain.

"So I'm not going to do it myself."

"Since they want our weapons, we raise them a new enemy."

After the gentle appearance faded, the crazy side was revealed.

The arc of Takigawa Yuichi's lips widened a bit, his eyes moved away from Akutagawa's body, and he turned his head to look at Dazai beside him.

"As far as I know, under the pressure of the police, Sumiyoshikai is almost out of breath, isn't it?"

Everyone wants a chance to stand up.

Even knowing that you are being used.

"I will leave this matter to Odasaku." Takigawa Yuichi said.

[Oda work] these three words obviously attracted Dazai Osamu's attention.

He raised his head, looking confused: "Huh? Is Yuichi asking for my opinion?"

Takigawa Yuichi said "Yes": "Odasaku's talents are more than that, we can't always let him do the job of cleaning the battlefield."

Osamu Dazai did not refute such a statement, [Inseparable Clothes] is exceptionally outstanding even among a group of people with supernatural powers in the port mafia, if it wasn't for Odasaku's unwillingness to kill people, Dazai felt that Odasaku had already achieved a higher status.

But Osamu Dazai was not happy with the possibility that came to his mind.

"Then why are you asking me?"

Takigawa Yuichi leaned back against the wall: "Because I intend to let you follow him, after all, it is impossible to rule out the possibility that the other party has reached our stage, and there is another Dazai in the organization—"

Osamu Dazai laughed angrily: "Is it another [my] idea?"

"I think it makes sense." Takigawa Yuichi said, and asked him in turn, "Isn't it perfect?"

This year is the year Odasaku had an accident.

It is precisely because there is nothing wrong with this plan that Osamu Dazai feels angry.

Negotiation, training, planning, action, mopping up - it will take two weeks at the fastest to complete this series of actions.

This also meant that he could not be with Yu Yi for two weeks.

And Osamu Dazai knew his other self very well.But after all, he is the guy who will be sent away in half a month, and there is no threat after all.

Osamu Dazai is more worried about other people in the organization - of course, there is also the policeman with blond hair but black heart.

...Don't even think about it, you will definitely be deceived.

"Then let Ango do it." Osamu Dazai replied indifferently, "Ango will definitely not refuse anyway."

Takigawa Yuu frowned: "Why did you deprive Odasaku of the opportunity to be promoted?"

But Odasaku doesn't want to be promoted again.

Osamu Dazai muttered.

He glanced at Akutagawa on the bed, and then at Yuichi next to him.

"It would be fine if I was the one who got hurt." Osamu Dazai said discouragedly, "It's really useless, Mafia, they usually hate me."

Takigawa Yuichi tilted his head in confusion: "This is the first time I've heard such a request."

Dazai Osamu sighed.

"Then call every day."

"……So complicated."

"After all, no one said Yuichi wouldn't know how to take medicine." Osamu Dazai said dissatisfiedly, "He will even give medicine away."

...in fact, it was thrown into the trash can.

Osamu Dazai: "Ah, now it seems that it has developed to the point of throwing it in the trash."

Takigawa Yuichi walked out slowly: "I don't talk to people who can read minds."

It's completely reassuring.

Osamu Dazai raised his hand to hook the belt around the waist of the other party's windbreaker, and as if nothing had happened, he pulled back the leader who had no strength at all, and took the opportunity to hug him.

The boy bowed his head and kissed him in this posture.

Takigawa Yuichi swallowed a medicine inexplicably.

...Why do you think he will be poisoned by Dazai in the future?

"Let's go." Seeing that the operation was successful, Osamu Dazai felt a little happier, "Go back to sleep."

Yuichi Takigawa: "It's nine o'clock in the evening, and I still have three hours to get off work."

"Can't the leader give himself a vacation at any time?" Dazai took it for granted, "Besides, Yuichi's body has reached its limit."

How subtle this sentence sounds.

Takigawa Yuichi frowned: "Don't say it as if you know my body better than me."

The elevator button was pressed, Dazai Osamu did not refute, but just waited quietly for a few seconds.

Until the closed door was reopened, Yuichi Takigawa, who finally realized something was wrong, had a gloomy face: "Don't mention what happened yesterday, otherwise..."

Otherwise, what would he do, kill Dazai?

Takigawa Yuichi couldn't find anything that could really threaten the other party, so he took two steps back in anger.

Osamu Dazai couldn't help smiling, and raised his hand to pull him into his arms: "You don't need to talk to me."

Takigawa Yuichi was puzzled: "Are you afraid of this?"

"Yeah." Osamu Dazai rested his chin on the top of his hair, and replied lightly, "I'm most afraid of this."

The two Dazai were doing tasks at the same time, Takigawa Yuichi had never been so relaxed.

What is this called, capitalist happiness?

After recharging his energy for two days, until the moment the fever subsided, Takigawa Yuichi felt that he was doing well again.

Under Akutagawa Ryunosuke's shocked eyes of "Did I do something wrong?", he unceremoniously snatched the other party's mission, and even swaggered into the street without his subordinates.

Of course, without subordinates here refers to the surface.

A special ability team of the port mafia has a good idea of ​​how to follow him quietly, and even Takigawa Yuichi himself did not notice it several times.

And Akutagawa's task is also very simple -

Arrests.

If it hadn't been caught in half and cut off.

"I haven't killed anyone yet." Takigawa Yuichi was shocked.

Matsuda Jinhei took a cigarette in his mouth and took off his sunglasses leisurely: "Crime of vandalism."

Takigawa Yuu was at a loss for words: "I have a certificate, so leave me alone."

A few days ago, Zhu Fu Jingguang, who just joined the Supernatural Secret Service Division: "I will testify."

Toru Amuro whose shop was smashed: "...can you go out and fight?"

Takigawa Yu shook half of the handcuffs on his hands: "He illegally arrested me and still hasn't released me."

Hagiwara Kenji: "Xiaozhenping lost the key on the way here...huh?"

The voice of the young man holding back his laughter stopped after he saw a trace sharply. Kenji Hagiwara, who was wearing a suit, stepped forward and pushed his collar away under Takikawa Yuichi's bewildered gaze.

Ah, he is too familiar with this.

Hagiwara Kenji thought about the meal replacement before, and silently looked at a black-skinned contemporary of his own.

Matsuda remained silent and looked over.

Even Zhu Fu Jingguang frowned, and called out "zero?"

Toru Amuro didn't speak, and smashed the glass with a smile, vividly explaining what it means to smile on the surface without smiling.

"Yuichi." He coaxed as softly as possible, and opened the door of the back kitchen of the coffee shop, "Come here, let's chat."