[Comprehensive] Those years when I was a twenty-five boy

Coming out of the chief's office, I turned around and went to the roof of the building.Looking down and looking at the sky, my mood is actually very complicated.

I thought of a lot of things, I thought of when Osamu Dazai jumped from here, but I was tightly held back.I thought he was the kind of person that no one would care about, he was cold-hearted and regarded the world as a game, and there was nothing worth nostalgic about in this decaying world, so he committed suicide every day. I didn't expect Oda Sakunosuke was able to be treated like this by him.

As for Senior Ango, has he ever regretted his decision?Would he feel that he had killed his close friend, that his former friends had died and then defected, and that this was the end of the undercover agent?Betrayal, deceit, hypocrisy, undercover is such a job.

Mori Ogai noticed early on that Ango-senpai was an undercover agent, so he sent him to lurk in the mimic. What about me?Did he also know that I was an undercover agent of the Supernatural Secret Service, so he sent me out of the mafia, and sent me to the black organization under the pretext of collecting information on illegal drugs.He introduced the mimic to obtain a permit for the opening of the supernatural power, and sending Oda Sakunosuke probably conformed to his usual optimization strategy. Did he also expect that Osamu Dazai would defect due to the death of his friend?

Oda Sakunosuke, the young man who has only met once, always has a lazy voice, low and vague, his favorite food is curry, and he wants to exchange a pocket knife with the gun in my hand.

Scotland defected from the organization, Ango-senpai defected from the mafia, and I am the only one left in the future. Can a weak and cowardly person like me really continue to support it alone?

"Do you know about the defection of the bastard Dazai?" A familiar voice suddenly came from behind.I looked back at the past blankly, completely unaware that I was like a lost child in his eyes, confused and scared.

It took me a while to react, as if my brain was slowly starting to work, and I replied slowly, "Well, I just came out of the leader."

"Hey, Rina Hanazaki." He called me, his eyes changed, and finally he said in a deep voice, "I should be a cadre soon, do you want to be my direct subordinate when your undercover mission is over?"

I was stunned, and it took me a long time to say, "Why?"

"Why are there so many? I can do whatever I like." His tone was straightforward.

His hair is meticulously done, confident and straightforward, and his whole person looks like he will shine.I looked at him, and he was standing in the light. After a long time, I lowered my head, covered my face with one hand, and said in a voice that was about to cry, "Master Chuya, women are fragile and sensitive creatures. You are responsible for saying something like this."

"Huh? Don't you bastard keep saying misleading—"

Stepping forward, I threw myself into his arms, hugged his waist tightly, my voice was trembling, "As you said at the beginning, I am weak and timid, and I love to cry so much. Do you want it too?"

He was silent for a while before answering, "Ah, I knew you were a trouble early on."

I could feel his palm resting on the top of my head, rubbing it gently, as if to comfort me.

I am sorry.

A small, immature voice sounded from the bottom of my heart, like a drop of water falling into the sea, and soon disappeared without a trace.

I let go of him before breaking down and crying, and left Yokohama without even daring to see Mr. Hirotsu.

I am an undercover investigator sent by the Supernatural Secret Service Division to the port mafia. Our relationship was destined to be antagonistic from the very beginning. There is no need to treat me so well.

[Mr. Liu Lang: Don't be afraid, I'm here. 】

The phone rang, and it was a message from Mr. Hirotsu.

All the negative emotions rushed towards me like a dam bursting, I bit my lip desperately, staggered off the tram and walked out, but accidentally bumped into someone.

"I'm sorry." I lowered my head and wanted to move on without even looking at the other party.

"Miss sister?" The other party stopped me. I looked up and saw a silver-haired boy wearing a yellow uniform and carrying a tennis bag. His brows were slightly frowned, and the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed. "What happened?"

【Nio Masaharu】

I thought about it.

"It has nothing to do with you." I broke free from the opponent's hand, and after walking two steps, I was caught by him again.

"Your complexion is terrible." The purple-haired boy next to him persuaded them to tell them if they need help. Genichiro Sanada in the black hat also frowned tightly, and the rest of them all looked at me in disbelief. Did not speak.

is it bad?Why do you have this expression.The phone rang again, and I looked down, and it was still Mr. Hirotsu.

[Mr. Liu Lang: I missed the appointment before. After the mission is over, do I still have the honor to invite our little lady to the summer festival? 】

I immediately got rid of the other party and walked out quickly with the crowd.Never before have I wanted to meet him, to hear his voice.

"Lena." I turned into an alley, dialed the other party's phone, and burst into tears when I heard the other party's voice.

"Mr. Liu, Liu Lang." I bit my wrist desperately, afraid that my crying would be too obvious.

The other party was silent for a while, and seemed to sigh, "Don't be afraid, I'm always here."

There seemed to be a rusty taste in my mouth, and I sobbed, "You promised me that you will never die or leave."

"I promise you." He slowed down his voice and comforted him.

"No matter what happens, you will never leave me."

"Never leave you behind."

Sorry - sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry.

After hanging up the phone, I let out a sob, then fell to the ground leaning against the wall, buried my face in my knees and cried out.

Fear and helplessness intertwined, full of guilt and nowhere to vent.

A weak person like me is probably really not suitable to be an undercover agent.

"Ugh-"

I gritted my teeth and swallowed the whimper, feeling as if someone had dug a hole in my heart.

I don't know how long I cried, the grief faded away, and my heart seemed to be covered with something cold and hard while throbbing.

"I found you, Miss Sister." The silver-haired boy squatted in front of me, with a naughty smile on his lips.I quickly wiped my face twice, looked up at him slightly, and saw a small mole on the corner of his mouth.

Curling the corners of his lips, he said, "If you need any help, just tell me. After all, Miss Sister and I are so destined that we still meet in Tokyo after more than a year."

"...It's not good to be in contact with someone like me." I slapped his hand away, stood up by myself leaning on the wall, and walked over him, "If you meet in the future, just treat it as if you don't know me."

"Finally, thank you." With my back turned to him, I took out a pair of sunglasses from my bag and put them on. Ignoring the few people standing at the entrance of the alley, I walked straight into the crowd.

Life must go on after all, the defection of Dazai Osamu and Ango-senpai will soon be like a stone dropped into the water, and the ripples will disappear and there will be no more waves.Senior Ango told me that Osamu Dazai found a farming chief, and he would probably find a full-time job after two years of underground laundering.

Can a person like him really be cleansed?

I doubt it.

[Although it is a bit troublesome, it is not impossible. 】

【Lena, I know how you feel right now.You are an infiltrated investigator sent by the Supernatural Secret Service to monitor the Mafia. You can feel guilty or sad, but you can't be confused about it. 】

This is probably also Senior Ango's own feelings.

What will he do?Even if you dirty your hands, do you still want to use the power of the man locked in the "No. [-] Agency"?

"The Perfect Crime"

I thought of the file I accidentally touched.

Tsk, that trash mechanism is as trash as gin.Seeing Gin coming towards me, I curled my lips, and then I heard him say in his usual indifferent voice, "Glenwitt, you will go with me on this mission."

"Huh?" I immediately became dissatisfied, "Why do I have to go on missions with you recently, I checked the information in the early stage, and I finished the follow-up, you just need to go to the scene and shoot, it's so easy You still have to take the credit, I'm stupid."

"Of course it's to spy on you." Gin Jiu grinned, "There's still a lot of suspicion on you, who knows if you'll collude with the cop for that dead police lackey."

Every time I think I've cleared my suspicions, this guy will say I'm still suspicious of you.I'm so tired, I want to give up, just doubt it, anyway, he can't catch my pigtails, who told me that I can tell at a glance whether he has a locator and a bug on me.

"I refuse." I crossed my arms and snorted coldly, "I want to do it myself."

"Do you think you have the right to refuse?" Gin put a gun on my forehead.

"Stupid, do you think it's useful to threaten me?" I was not afraid, "Why would I, a green girl, go on missions with an old man like you and spend the night outside together? what to do."

"Do you think I would do such a cute thing? It seems that you don't have a deep understanding of yourself." Gin sneered, "Vodka, tie her up and throw her into the car."

Grabbing Vodka's outstretched hand, I threw him out with a shoulder throw.I clapped my hands, looked up at Gin, and twitched the corners of my mouth, "This is the last time, if there is a next time, I will not only not go, but also stick chewing gum on your hair. Stick it on your scalp, wash it You can't wash it off, you can only shave your head."

Gin's eyes were cold, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was cold, "If you can do it, you can try it."

"... Your way of threatening is really boring." Belmode walked in from the door and raised his eyebrows, "Don't they usually kill you directly, just like Gin's usual style."

"My usual style is to kick 〇〇, I believe Gin has a deep understanding." I grinned and looked at Gin, "I don't mind doing it a few more times if you want."

boom--

The bullet left a trail of blood on my face.

...Oh my god!Scared me!

My heart trembled, and I subconsciously wanted to squat on the ground with my head in my arms and howl to kill me, but luckily I held back.The smile on my face remained the same, and I maintained my compulsion life and death.I can't lose, I'm a woman who wants to be the first sister of the winery.

"Be gentle." Belmode shrugged and sneered, "Glanwitt, you really want to die."

This woman really talks a lot, how could a person like me who cherishes his life risk his life.

Gin turned his gun to Belmode, "What are you doing here?"

"Didn't you hear the news, I will go with you on this mission."

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The author has something to say:

Double shifts to keep you safe 【狗头】.

Odasaku, I really can't do anything, Lina is not in Hong Kong and Hei, I really can't operate [Holding the mouse to escape].

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