[Comprehensive] Daily life of the retired savior

Anyway, regardless of whether I will be beaten in the future or not, right now I really don't like the sight of the group of will-o'-the-wisps in front of me.

He was still wearing a small foreign dress that he hadn't had time to change out, and was in a wet and drooping state because he was too close to the waves just now.

Normally, at this time, a man can turn around politely and restrainedly to gain a large bonus of favorability, but these teenagers who are not much older than Dazai obviously don't know anything about it.

"Hey buddy, you look good! Let's go play together..."

Even if I can barely think that the first half of the sentence is a compliment to the person who held back his anger and let go of his words, the malice in the second half of the sentence is either tolerable or unbearable.

What do you mean? How do you play? Do you want to go to hell? I have acquaintances!

Smiling, Dazai let go and pressed me on my shoulder and pushed me around: "You also think my dear is very good? You have good eyesight~" He said as he took off the black coat hood that I suspected was sewn on the shirt On my head, "I won't show you when I cover it~"

I have reason to suspect that he meant to say "throw it away and don't show it to you"...

It's too cheap, not to mention those sand-sculpted ghost-fire boys, even I want to beat him!

"You're fucking stupid, don't you!" The gangster casually turned the locomotive over the guardrail outside the breakwater and walked towards us holding the metal water pipe.If it weren't for my habit of defending my shortcomings, I would have kicked him into the sea myself, and there is no need for others to do it.

Osamu Dazai thrust me behind his back and raised his hands in a gesture of surrender: "Ah~ I'm so scared~ Don't hit me~ Don't look at my dear who is so petite and cute, she is a relative of a certain heavyweight , don’t drag me down to be sunk in Tokyo Bay, Mr. Mori will do what he says!”

Your sister's "petite", do you know that Mr. Mori, who has been criticized by you, knows that you are so skinny.

The gangsters in Yokohama are obviously more basic literacy than those elsewhere. At least they are quite well-informed, and they are very clear about who can mess with and who can't.So as soon as Osamu Dazai blew out his nonsense, the bastard who came towards us with a water pipe slowed down immediately:

"It turned out to be the eldest lady of Hong Kong Hei!"

Apparently he confused me with Alice-chan...huh?Are you misunderstanding my height and figure?

I:"……".

If you dare to listen to what Dazai says, you will believe it. I think you can only be a gangster in this life. Cherish your peak life.Moreover, what the hell is "Missy", I don't remember anything about myself and the mafia boss who will cause critical medical accidents!

However, the gangster insisted on believing it.

The gaze of the other party changed drastically in an instant—he used to despise the two of us, but now he mainly despises Osamu Dazai, and this contempt is also mixed with all kinds of envy, jealousy, and longing for the plastic surgery hospital—— I think so, if it weren't for this face, he would have been beaten to death a hundred and eighty times.

And don't look at me like you look at a good cabbage, I'll kill you!

Fortunately, this strange atmosphere didn't last long. The bloody month that just passed was obviously still fresh in people's memory. Even gangsters still cherish life. The teenagers on the road looked at each other for a while and cheered each other. The smoke and dust of the big throttle rolled away...

ran away……

Lost……

Up...

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Mr. Mori, your reputation has already become terrible before you know it, and you can scare people away just by fooling around. It can be seen that you are not far away from "stopping children crying at night".

"Miyin-chan, don't you think they believed me? Or do you really think that Mr. Mori is so scary?" Dazai Osamu leaned over and rested his chin on my shoulder again. To be honest, it hurt a little.He is really too thin, not at all like the weight that a boy of this age should have, and he is even sorry for the baby fat on his own face.After the aura built up by his self-confidence on weekdays dissipated, he looked like a somewhat weak and delicate young man. I guess most people would dare to lean up to him and grumble casually on his head—

— Such a person is not to say that he is very popular, at least he will be easily accepted because he is not aggressive. Of course, he may also be despised by his peers because of his soft appearance... But those who despised him must have paid a heavy price .

"Do you know how to read minds!" I twisted my shoulders hard and tried to shake off this piece of brown candy, Dazai went even further and stretched out his hands to pull me closer to his weak arms: "Didn't Mi Yin-chan agree to belong to me just now? Since it's my thing, don't move around, and you have to spend time looking for you if you get lost, let me rest for a while, I'm exhausted from traveling with Alice-chan with Mr. Mori!"

"When did I promise you something? You're only fourteen, so it's really okay? How many girls have you cheated? You!" I struggled a few more times in annoyance. I knew you were shy" expression grabbed my paw and picked out my little finger and shook it to remind me what happened not long ago: "Liars have to ~ swallow ~ thousand ~ needles ~ Miyin sauce, you are the same, we The agreement is only valid when both of them survive, so, huh~"

"...Be more sober!" I sighed while holding my forehead, "You actually...forget it, maybe one day you will change your mind again, it's up to you."

To be realistic, many wishes that are made don't come true not because the wisher doesn't want the dream to come true, but because they can't.No matter what you say, when it's time to forget, no matter how reluctant you are, you still can't fight against the law.So for Dazai's so-called "promise", I can only maintain a relaxed and happy attitude and be tolerant - who knows that one day he will completely forget even the "promise" itself...

He hugged me like a crab doll before letting go: "I have never coaxed a girl, I am already 15 years old, my birthday is in June, Mi Yin-chan must remember to make up gifts~"

"Uh... let's not talk about the gift... that's all for next year. Do you prefer the next year? You can't tell at all!"

No, it's impossible for this kind of person who is so shrewd to almost grasp the script to suddenly become a strange love brain, always thinking that this guy is planning some bad idea...

"Heh heh heh, doesn't Mi Yinchan know that she can write all her thoughts on her face, and you can see it clearly at a glance."

I:"……"

I deeply feel that I am not good enough for drama and I feel that I cannot talk to Osamu Dazai calmly.

"Hey, the chocolate is delivered, I'm going back." In order not to let things go in a strange direction, I tried my best to find a topic to divert my attention.

It is indeed time to go back, the melodious chirping of birds has already sounded in the woods by the sea.It will be dawn if I stay here any longer, if Matthew wakes up and can't find me, will I panic?When I was leaving, I was too anxious and only left a simple note. It is best to go back to the shrine now. Maybe I can arrive safely before Matthew wakes up. I don’t need to let her know that I hurried out at night.

Hmm...I always feel that this operation is full of slots...?

"Going back so soon? Oh, I'm a little shy!" Dazai Osamu's awkward expression gave me an ominous premonition: "It's not good for us when brother is not at home~"

"..."

"What the hell are you talking about!" I was almost stunned by the longing in his words.

"Huh? Of course I'm discussing cohabitation with you. Mr. Sen can talk about anything, and the mafia can barely be regarded as a job. Brother should have no reason to disagree with us, right?" His eyes were full of eagerness to think The excitement of wanting to do something, but I just feel exhausted——

Yato, I did my best, I really did my best.I can't hammer a living person for no reason, you should come back and deal with this yourself, ah, maybe he doesn't mind at all, after all I didn't go to be a good man...

"Let's not talk about your strange attitude towards Mr. Mori... What kind of job is the mafia? What kind of elder brother agrees? Please don't think so freely, please..."

What can you do when you encounter this kind of brat who refuses to change the script, except to follow him for the time being...

"Mi Yin?" The black-haired boy put his hands on my shoulders and tilted his head to look at me, with some doubts and puzzles, as if I really

Being at a loss when the lover in love refuses the request for intimacy.

Me: "... Forget it, as you please."

"Yeah!" He happily took out his cell phone and dialed regardless of the dialed number: "Mr. Sen, are you awake or not? Huh? It's only four o'clock in the morning? It doesn't matter , the important thing is that I have a girlfriend~ ummm~ it's Mi Yinchan~ I want to move in and live with her, otherwise what should I do if someone pries the corner of the wall before I can get married? Please send someone to Send all my things over here, you know the address."

This kind of tone of not treating father as father, if I were the boss, I would definitely kill him.

Thinking about it this way, Mr. Mori is really not easy!

The leader of the Hong Kong gangsters on the other side of the phone didn't know what he said. Dazai said with a super happy "Yeah": "Then it's settled, I will go to Radium Street to investigate this matter, and the thing will be returned directly after dawn." Let Mr. Hirotsu send it over."

As soon as the phone was hung up, the black-haired boy turned around with a smile on his face: "Let's go, Mi Yin-chan, we can make breakfast in time when we go back."

Well, I understand, it is to catch up with me to make breakfast for you.

Anyway, as long as Osamu Dazai wants it, he will be able to do it, and I don't want to waste my efforts.Fortunately, there are spare rooms in the shrine, otherwise let him live in the doghouse at the door!

We climbed over the guardrail of the breakwater and came to the road. A black car was parked not far away. The driver, wearing sunglasses, leaned against the car and lit a cigarette. He seemed to have the air of "I am not a good man".Because of the direction problem, I didn't see him when I came here. No wonder those will-o'-the-wisp boys believed Dazai's nonsense so easily. It turned out that there was a bodyguard hiding here...

"Excuse me, uncle, just go home from get off work and I'll drive away." The uncle nodded and turned around with ease, leaving someone and me standing by the side of the car and looking at each other——

"You...have a driver's license?" The gangsters are too presumptuous to issue such false certificates to minors.

Dazai turned his head and smiled brightly: "What are you thinking Miyin-chan, of course I don't have a driver's license~"

Then tell me how to drive without a driver's license!

He opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat: "The police haven't gone to work yet, it's fine if you don't get caught, hurry up and get in the car~"

What baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa of driving without a license is enough for you to go in and eat a few meals of pork chop rice, and you still dare to act cute... Oh, yes, this guy is a gangster, it seems that he doesn't care much about such small problems.

I half-believed and sat in the passenger seat under his strong suggestion. After 10 minutes, I couldn't help but slapped Osamu Dazai who was playing with the steering wheel as an exercise machine: "Are you really good at driving? You are trying to murder me by the way." Kill yourself again!"