[Comprehensive] Daily life of the retired savior

The beach where Dazai walks may be different from the beach that is suitable for walking in the general concept.Normal people would play with bread and seagulls on the flat anti-corrosion plank road, but Dazai... is obviously not a normal person.

So we climbed up and down along the winding coast full of reefs, and some cement piles of unknown purpose were thrown around along the way, and we could see that marine shellfish were taking this opportunity to expand their territory.

The black-haired boy easily jumped onto the top of the concrete pillar, sat on it and stretched out his hand. I smiled and pulled him to jump up lightly.This is where the river and the ocean meet. You can see the cargo ship that has just left the port breaking through the water and setting sail, as well as the sunset at dusk in the distance.

"Mi Yin, no matter what it is for, or how many people it is for, it is not worth hurting yourself. Past memories are not important at all. Try to find other things worth pinning on. As long as you want to live, people can always find various ways to continue living Go down, as it is now..."

His voice became smaller and smaller, covered by the sudden ringing of the phone:

【It's so strange that Odasaku actually called me. 】

The person on the opposite side didn't know what to say, his expression turned cold:

【You want me to block his escape route... Come on, don't force yourself before I arrive. 】

He hung up the phone: "Sorry, it's a small matter, Miyin, you..."

"Mr. Oda is in trouble?" I never asked them about their work in Hong Kong and Hei.Of course, neither Dazai nor Oda-san, including Chuya, will subconsciously refrain from mentioning anything about darkness in front of me.

They seemed to think that I would be intimidated by the radical content, but in fact, I have seen more with Yato than they know.

"Let's go. If you don't know, you can probably leave with peace of mind, but you can't ignore your friend's help anyway. I won't cause you trouble."

I patted him boldly, "Lead the way ahead!"

"Miyin, will you reach out to save anyone you meet?" His eyes were quite gentle, almost smiling and sighing.I rolled my eyes and answered him: "You also said that you 'met'. People who haven't met can't help even if they want to. I will try my best, but I will accept the reality if I can't."

"...Come with me. Ango is missing. Oda Tsukuru was attacked while searching for the trace. Now he is going to catch a few mice jumping out of the sea~" He pressed the phone button to give orders to his subordinates, and then pulled I jumped off the concrete pile and ran towards a certain direction through the streets and alleys.

After about four and 10 minutes, we completed the anti-siege in a dark alley. Mr. Oda was fighting with a group of mysterious people wearing gray cloaks.He drew out his gun and accurately shot the ground under the enemy's feet to control the opponent's actions. Although the situation was urgent, he seemed to be able to handle it with ease.

Dazai reached out and asked for a gun from his subordinates and put it in front of me: "Although this thing always makes people feel stupid, I think I can still touch it a little bit. Hey, do you want to try it?"

I took over the cold metal weapon with a blink of an eye, and the familiar sense of touch allowed me to complete the calibration, confirmation and open the safety in a coherent manner.

"Wow~ It seems that you are not a novice, Miyin." The black-haired boy tilted his head and showed an indistinguishable smile: "But if you keep on dawdling, Odasaku probably won't be able to hold on. What should I do?"

I tried the feel of the gun, raised my arm flat and decisively pulled the trigger, and the mysterious people in the gray cloak besieging Mr. Oda fell down one after another—"I lost the ability to move in one blow, and there was no death... It really is what Mi Yin would do. Dazai applauded symbolically, and walked towards the red-haired man who dodged in time: "You are such a troublesome man, Odasaku, and Miyin. If you want, you can solve these people directly, I don't really want to work overtime to interrogate so many prisoners..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the gray robes lying on the ground twitched. A man in a black suit put away his weapon and went up to check and shook his head: "Bite out the poison hidden in the teeth, confirm death."

Well, inexplicably a little embarrassing.

Dazai shrugged his shoulders and said to his subordinates, "Take the corpse back, and then..."

I silently took out my mobile phone and made a call to the three people in the reception department: [Sorry, I have some personal matters and I want to trouble you...]

Three hell workers in mourning clothes squeezed out from the wall of the alley while answering the phone, and immediately hung up on the spot when they saw me: "Ah! Miss Miyin, I heard that you have become the blessing vessel of the night fighting god, Lord Ghost Lantern I have always been very sorry, because of this reason, the guys who are responsible for the escort work in Fukuoka have been tossed miserably." He covered his mouth with his hands and whispered to me: "Thank you very much, we have been There is a head over there, alas... Who told Yokohama to look like this... Hahahahahahaha! Finally let out a sigh of relief."

"Oh, oh, this is really..."

These three people were happily celebrating the Obon Festival. I casually echoed a few words and pointed to the panic-stricken gray-robed ghost: "These people from other places have caused a lot of trouble. Many people Because they work overtime, can you send me a copy of the results of the torture?"

I glanced at Dazai, who was so "shocked" that his pupils were shining, and then pointed out to them with my fingers: "I don't need to know too much, um... just where did I come from, what did I do, who is the leader, what is the name, and the plan , strongholds, and methods. If these guys are left alone in this world, they will cause more deaths soon, and Lord Ghost Lamp will probably be very angry by then..."

The three people in the reception department trembled: "Okay, Miss Mi Yin, no problem, Miss Mi Yin, give us 10 minutes, and I guarantee you will be satisfied."

The dead found by the reception department cannot escape. 10 minutes after the big hole in the wall disappeared, my mobile phone rang again. It was a very large data packet...

"It seems that even the staff in hell are troubled by overtime!" I shook my phone at Dazai, sent him the data packet directly, and went to Mr. Oda: "Are you injured?"

Mr. Oda had already stood up straight, and he took out a metal safe from his arms: "I found this from Ango's room."

Dazai closed the phone and didn't even look at the safe: "Don't look at it, thanks to Tuomiyin, this time it really saved a lot of trouble."

"Let me think about it, how should I proceed..." With a sullen face, he directed the men in black suits to drag away the corpse and go back to deal with it.

Ordinary people can't see what I just did, they just saw me make a phone call and then greet the air like a crazy person, and then nothing - a group of corpses in black suits and gray robes trembled around Me, like I'm going to jump up and bite them.

The black-haired boy and I passed by, and suddenly turned around and raised his hand to grab my wrist: "Look, you have solved many troubles for others, and even indirectly saved their lives, but what have you got?"

"... Dazai, what's wrong with you?"

Emotional problems all day.

It's normal for people to express fear about things they don't understand. Human nature is like this. If it weren't for this sense of fear that dominates humans to avoid various dangers, this species that is willing to die would have been extinct long ago.

So I don't think it's strange or hurt at all—I came here with Dazai to help Oda-san, not for other people I don't know. What does their reaction and emotion have to do with me?

He understood what I meant, let go and grabbed his hair in a bit of frustration: "I'll take you back to the shrine, and Odasaku will come with you, as for Ango...don't worry about him.

Mr. Oda was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyebrows clearly: "So it turned out to be like this!"

I was confused for a while without looking at the information, thinking about Mr. Sakaguchi's job content and then contacting Dazai's attitude... Oh hoo, could it be that Er Wuzi capsized?

Considering Dazai's small number of friends, I think Mr. Sakaguchi's troubles may be greater than ever.

We took a ride back to the shrine. Xingsuke had just taken a bath with his younger brothers. When he saw Mr. Oda, he lost all sleep and wanted to play a pillow fight with him.So I carried Sakile to the bathroom first, helped her change into the teddy bear one-piece pajamas, saw that she was fast asleep, took out three cans of drinks from the refrigerator, and found Dazai sitting in a daze on the porch in the courtyard.

"Miyin sauce, if I lose

After graduation, do you have any job recommendations...such as Chaldea Tea Restaurant? "

He smiled mischievously, and compared with the dull and gloomy expression in the afternoon, it was like a different person.

I opened a can of Coke and touched my chin: "I'm not sure about the tea restaurant. I'm just a part-time job myself. You don't plan to work for Mr. Sen?"

"Well... It's good to change jobs, after all, one kind of job will always be tired after doing it for a long time." Osamu Dazai's standard troublesome milk voice reappeared: "Odasaku is doomed to be unemployed, and my dear My girlfriend, Miyin-chan, is a good boy, why is everyone clamoring to be a good person... In order to keep pace with you, I also have to consider job-hopping, um... Do you know where there is a safe place to arrange weaving? Tian Zuo's children?"

"What do you think of Dazai Tenmangu? With the protection of Mr. Sugawara Michizane, no one dares to touch them, or Mr. Xiaofu. Whoever enters will be unlucky for life. The most important thing is that it is far enough away, no matter who it is for a while. Can’t travel between places.”

Personally, I think Mr. Xiaofu is the most suitable place. Dahei's father likes children the most. The only thing to worry about is that he will not return the five little ones in the future...

Dazai didn't expect that there was such a fantasy option, so after making sure there was no problem, I took the sleeping children to the front of the main hall and sent them directly to Mrs. Xiaofu's house.

Yato is sitting with a very cute girl at Mr. Xiaofu's dining table playing tricks, and in the corner is a boy with yellow hair about thirteen or fourteen years old, with big red eyes full of impatience.

I:"……"

Yato, you are very good. The so-called thing is to leave me and the five commissions in Yokohama and run back to Fukuoka to pick up girls?

Master Xiaofu and Dahei's father looked at me like a mother-in-law looking at a daughter-in-law who was raped by her own son, with guilt, hesitation and a touch of unbearable—"Miyin, that child is Xueyin, do you want to get to know her?" ?”