If I don't quit, I will be forced to usurp the throne.

After joking (though Odasaku seemed to be serious), I also started a serious conversation.

"Mr. Dazai, is it okay for you to come here like this?" I frowned, feeling a little worried, "It's really okay if I defect, but for you, once you leave Hong Kong and Hei, there are many people in Hong Kong who want to Your life."

"Oh, is Xiaoqian worried about me?" Osamu Dazai laughed, not caring, "I hope...but those people can't do it."

"..." Ah, yes.I no longer dwell on this, "Speaking of...what are you doing here?"

I didn't ask the other party how to find it. Anyway, I have known this product is a bug for so long.

"I'm here to deliver something." Osamu Dazai took the photo out of his pocket and put it on the table while speaking.

I froze for a moment, picked up the photo with some emotion...then fell silent.

"Mr. Dazai..."

"what's up?"

"Do you think it doesn't exist if Mr. Ango is pasted with stickers?! Primary school students?! And why is this sticker so familiar! Isn't it the Pikachu sticker I put in the Hong Kong black dormitory! Did you do it after I left? What is it?!"

"About this... Is it convenient to talk here?" The black-haired young man's smile made me feel like I was back in Hong Kong and Hei. Said: "I said that Mr. Dazai will not just come here to send photos and then diss Mr. Ango together. It's okay, you tell me, at most you come to me and if you find out, I have to write another one hundred pages of report... ah , Odasaku, if this is the case, please write for me."

Odasaku didn't spoil me this time, but persuaded me nicely: "As for the homework, you have to do it by yourself."

"Hey—" I replied a little depressed, then turned to look at Osamu Dazai, "So what do you want to say?"

"I lost my job after I came out of Hong Kong, so I need to find a new home...Xiao Qian, do you have any recommendations?"

"...Hey? Ask me?" I was shocked, but since the other party asked me, I began to think seriously, "The police..."

"The police and the like are exempt."

"...The public security can't afford you a big Buddha." This person's criminal history is so bad that even the mafia would think of him as black... However, when it comes to this, I asked a bit puzzled, "Speaking of it ...Mr. Dazai, why are you staying in the Mafia?"

The black-haired young man froze for a moment, looking a little surprised by my question.

Seeing that the other party reacted so strongly, I regretted a bit: "Uh... If it's private, then forget it and don't need to answer."

"It's not private, but Oda Saku also asked about it at that time, so I was a little surprised."

"Huh? Oda Sakuya..." I looked at Oda Saku with some surprise, "When?"

Holding the coffee, Odasaku replied calmly, "Ah... when I thought I was going to die."

I couldn't help but grabbed the corner of the other person's clothes: "...you can't say that in the future, Odasaku, you won't die."

"Yeah, no." Odasaku maintained a calm posture and rubbed my head to signal my reassurance.

I turned my head to look at Dazai Osamu, still couldn't hold back my curiosity: "So why?"

"The reason why I joined the mafia was because I was looking forward to finding something. As long as I get close to people full of explicit violence and death, instinct and desire, I can further see the essence of human beings. In that case... ..." Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes, with a slight smile on his face, "In that case, I thought I could find some reason to live."

"...Forgive me." Even knowing that this is a very serious moment, I couldn't hold back my skin, "According to what you said, you should not join the Mafia, but become an embalmer. At the same time Feel the greatness and smallness of death."

Odasaku praised: "Maybe it's a good idea."

Osamu Dazai also agreed: "It's like this...maybe you can try it."

Me: "..." It's so hard to live without a fan... I suddenly hope that Mr. Kazami will come... Ah, let's also write this conversation into the report.

"Mr. Dazai, do you have any requirements for work?"

The other party replied casually: "Well... a job that can save people."

"..." With a solemn face, I stretched out the back of my hand to touch the other person's forehead, "Isn't this because you don't have a fever?"

It's not like seeing how heroic I am in saving people, and yearning to do good deeds, right?

"Ah... I suggested it." Odasaku raised his hands, "Although to Dazai, there is no big difference whether it is good or evil...but it is much better to save people."

"Ah, that's true." I nodded in agreement.

Osamu Dazai looked curious: "How does Xiaoqian know?"

"Isn't that understandable? You're so smart." I began to give him examples to reason, "Look, for the same thing, if you're on the evil side, you might be arrested, but if you're on the right side, You can get paid with peace of mind."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

"Are there any other requirements besides being able to save people?"

"Don't place too many rules... Ah, it's better to be closer to Xiaoqian!"

"...Mr. Dazai, you are already a mature adult, don't always think about working in a small group and have to be with your friends. You are not a junior high school girl who needs groups of girls every time you go to the bathroom!"

This topic was brought up suddenly, and I just said that I would help Mr. Dazai to pay attention.

After all, I am currently in the probation period... For things like arranging positions, Odasaku can say, Dazai-san... that dirty resume makes it impossible for anyone who wants to clean it.

Mr. Dazai should also understand this, so he left quickly and did not continue talking.

After they left, I turned my head and asked Odasaku: "Odasaku, how did you answer Mr. Dazai?".

The other party was thoughtful: "I directly said that I would not find it. There is nothing in this world that can fill his loneliness."

Me: "..." Well, my dad is much more ruthless than me.Fortunately, he is a former killer with zero failure rate and a werewolf.

"Dazai is still a child."

I pouted and complained: "Odasaku, you say that again..."

But this time, Odasaku was not interrupted, but continued on.

"That guy was just a child with too much brains, a child who was left alone in a void that was farther than the world we saw, crying. The reason why Ango and I stayed with Dazai was because We understand the loneliness that surrounds him, but just stand there and never set foot in it."

It was the first time I heard Oda Saku speak this kind of words, and I didn't interrupt the other party, but listened quietly.

"However, at the moment of facing death, I regretted not getting involved in that lonely thing." Oda Saku sighed.

Are you lonely... I am slightly lost in thought.

"Sometimes, I feel that Chisaki and Dazai are a bit similar."

"……Hey--"

"Of course it's just a little bit." Oda Saku said, smiling slightly, "Although you are also a lonely child, Chisaki, you are a child who will work hard to break this loneliness and make your world lively."

"..." Why do you say that I am more bearish than Dazai-san? !Obviously I'm much better-behaved!I look depressed.

"But I made a mistake."

"Huh? What?"

"At that time, I told Dazai that no matter whether he was the one who killed people or the one who saved people, nothing beyond his prediction would happen... But Chisaki, you are." Oda said in a calm tone with a little emotion .

"...No! I'm not! I don't!"

My dad told me two horror stories in the same night during our first month in our new home.

I think I'm going to have a nightmare tonight.

But Mr. Dazai's request... to save people, and to be less disciplined... Anyway, his resume can't be in Baidao... Then...

I sat in a chair and wrote the supplementary report while my mind wandered.

Natsume-sensei walked over slowly and lay down on my lap. I touched it and rubbed its chin: "Natsume-sensei, where did you go this afternoon? I almost thought you were lost."

The other party just meowed calmly.

I picked it up with both hands, felt the obvious weight gain of the other party, rubbed its head with my chin, and put it on the desk: "I'll make you a supper later... I'll finish this damn thing first Report."

After I finished writing the last stroke, I sealed it up, touched the three-flowered cat sitting in front of the desk, and showed a trace of sadness: "Although my identity should not be exposed...but I really don't want to go to Yokohama again." Yeah... But it seems that the higher-ups have asked me to be the public security representative of the Yokohama area...Damn it! Am I protecting Yokohama alone! It's too oppressive for child labor!"

Natsume-sensei seemed to understand, and responded with a meow after I finished speaking.

I hugged it in my arms, rubbing it while muttering: "Mr. Dazai is also there...it's impossible for the police...Although I may be very happy, after all, Mr. Dazai was born in Yokohama and has outstanding abilities, but The criminal record is too terrible, so I will definitely be afraid. Are you going to lay hands on me when you come in?...Huh?"

I couldn't help pausing for a moment, thinking about it - if Mr. Dazai was to help me, would I be able to order him justifiably... Ah, forget it, thinking about Chief Mori, I don't feel very happy.

"...Is it really not good? In fact, I still miss everyone in Hong Kong..." I picked up the cat and faced me, and continued to sigh, "I miss everyone except Chief Mori... Alas, I won't be the old man's favorite child anymore."

And Sister Hongye...Maybe Sister Hongye will understand me?But it's useless even if you understand... and Mr. Nakaya...

"I think Yuchuya-san, Zhuyu is in front of me, and I have to talk about love with other people." I said, even more frustrated, "How can I retire from the company when I am 20 years old? Just find that guy on the street and marry him."

Natsume-sensei came over with a palm, and hit my cheek with the pad, then struggled to get out, jumped onto the table, and messed up the sealed materials with her claws.

"Ah! Natsume-sensei, don't move around!" I stood up and sorted out the materials, looking at the one that was flipped to the top.

"Ah, the Armed Detective Agency...isn't it the one where Ms. Akiko and Mr. Ranpo are?" I pondered, "If it's this detective agency, maybe it's suitable for Mr. Dazai..."

As I said that, I logged into the public security intranet database to look it up.

I don't have much authority, but I am currently qualified to see all the basic information about the public security information in the Yokohama area.

And the Armed Detective Agency, as a gray institution with a license to operate with special abilities, is not difficult to check.

"... Ah." Looking at the photo of the president of the Armed Detective Agency displayed on the computer screen, I froze for a moment, "It's him... Fukuzawa Yukichi?"

I looked at Natsume-sensei who was squatting in front of the desk, and Sanhuamao also looked at me.

"...Natsume-sensei, are you hinting and making connections?" I was shocked, "This president is indeed unmarried... ah."

My cat, once again gave me a meow punch to the forehead.