[Comprehensive] Daily life of the retired savior

[What is it!Emiya Mama!Ma Ma, don't you want me anymore! 】

In all kinds of horror, I didn't even care about being polite, and trembling in front of the black-haired young man, I called Hong A.The other side was connected soon, and he was probably "exercising" with someone else?

【Speak well to me! 】

[Boom!A man named Osamu Dazai said that you commissioned some detective agency to keep me safe... is that true? 】

【…】

【You just take it as real. 】

[…… What does it mean to treat it as real?True is true and false is false, red a what's wrong with you! 】

[I'm busy here, if I have nothing to do, I'll hang up first, I suggest you find a suitable place for summoning as soon as possible, so that you can justifiably get rid of it? 】

Oh, yes, the only thing Ying Ling should worry about when I'm around is the bad guys who don't know the truth. Why should I worry about whether this Osamu Dazai is still out of his mind?

【Oh, okay.Bai Bai, be safe~]

Hong A sneered and hung up the phone, rolled up his sleeves and turned over the swollen clock tower magician opposite—"Who told you that we only charge interest once, where is the door of the material storage room?"

Anyway, there are countless unspeakable secrets hidden in this kind of research institution that cannot be delved into deeply, and they dare not disclose it to the public if they make a small fuss... Just come a few more times if you don't feel satisfied once, so as not to save Da Vinci from yelling every day. " There are no resources!"

As for Yokohama, the person who dared to lie to Fujimaru Tachika with his eyes open did not think twice. It was definitely the black-haired boy back then. Let’s just say he dared to jump into the evil quagmire of human beings. Alright, wait for the aster to call everyone over, and then "have a good time" with this young man to talk, talk, talk, live, live!

He kicked open the door of the material storage room of the clock tower while using his mobile phone to send a text message to the Island Nation's Supernatural Secret Service Section, whom he had known for a long time in the past few years, well, the old father is also worried about his daughter today.

Emiya Mama hung up my phone, I crunched my small phone and turned to face the black-haired young man standing behind me: "That..."

"It's okay, have you confirmed the news?"

His voice was so gentle that he could almost squeeze out water, and his eyes sparkled with a little starlight.

Mr. Dazai seems to really not mind being questioned in person, but I always feel a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I suddenly surprised me by saying something like a security commission..."

"No, I was the one who was taken aback. After all, you just appeared in front of me without warning, so I don't know how to face it."

The scenery in front of me was replaced by a sand-colored windbreaker and a jewel button on a Poirot tie. The smell of water plants and blood came from my nose, and the steady and steady heartbeat calmed down my tense emotions along the way.

The fluffy hair rubbed against the neck and itched, and a muffled voice came from the ear: "Welcome back, Lixiang."

"Huh? Then, that, I'm back?"

Just answering according to habit, but there are layers of wetness coming from the side of the neck. Is this... crying?

Instead of struggling, I reached out and wrapped my arms around this person's back like a ghost, and patted him like a boy who had been reunited with his lover after a long absence: "Okay, okay, don't cry, don't cry."

Sure enough, he calmed down his emotions slowly, and the wetness on his neck gradually disappeared, but he hugged me harder.

The originally very warm and harmonious scene was completely destroyed when Mr. Kunikida opened the hall door on the first floor and rushed out.

"You bastard, don't wantonly harass the client, damn it!"

He slapped Mr. Dazai who was hugging me tightly, grabbed the back of his neck with one hand and nodded at me to apologize: "Sorry, I'm going to dispose of this pile of non-recyclable garbage."

I just watched Kunikida dragging Dazai to a corner and beating him violently—are you really detectives and not violent organizations?This hands-on ability is no less than that of Chaldea!

"That... I'm not angry, so

You can stop now.Now, goodbye. "

I waved my goodbyes, opened the door of the tea restaurant and threw myself into Mrs. Aida's warm embrace, letting Mr. Kunikida drag my partner all the way back to the Armed Detective Agency on the fourth floor.

"You bastard, if you don't look at it, you will cause trouble!"

He threw someone with an expressionless face onto the sofa like a broken-hearted old woman: "About Fujimaru Tachika, the president received a protection entrustment from the Supernatural Secret Service Division. It is said that the British 'Clock Tower Attendant' has encountered many times recently. Attacks and looting are all related to the organization behind it, can you not tarnish the reputation of the detective agency, and don't cause trouble for everyone!"

"What! Lixiang sauce is my girlfriend, okay! We are childhood sweethearts, why don't you watch the marriage session! Kunikida-kun, you are really, you will be punished by God for disturbing the reunion of lovers!"

Dazai looked serious, and he was a different person from his usual frivolous and frivolous appearance: "Li Xiangjiang, that is someone that even the leaders of the gangsters in Hong Kong dare not provoke casually. I will not mess around with this matter."

Do you want to know more about the tea party on the roof of the poor god?

"What! Miss Mi Yin is indeed an innocent girl who was deceived by you!"

Mr. Kunikida, who has a strong sense of justice, began to think about how to drag his partner to apologize. He didn't know whether he would be able to get the other party's forgiveness after so many years. Could it be that Miss Yayin's memory loss had something to do with Dazai?This guy didn't even let the urban legend go, this is too insane!

The atmosphere between the two adults was so tense that they almost froze. Atsushi Nakajima, who was taken back by his senior with his little girlfriend, limped out of the infirmary. After seeing Dazai, he leaned forward very dependently: "Mr. Dazai, I and the mirror Hana and Tachika ran into Akutagawa outside, Tachika was so powerful, she scared Akutagawa away like Mr. Ranpo in an instant. But after that, her face was not very good..."

"First, Lixiang sauce is not something you can call, you should call Miss Lixiang; second, I have sent her back to the tea restaurant and someone will take good care of her; third, hey, Dunjun, I need you Do me a small, harmless favor~ can you?"

Frightened by the senior who suddenly put his arm on his shoulder, the white-haired boy nodded his head stiffly: "You, you say!"

"Very good, Dunjun, I hope you can master the complete tiger transformation within 24 hours, including the control of shape and size. This is related to my mood and work efficiency for a long time in the future. Well, if you can do it, I will go How about taunting Akutagawa that he is not as good as you?"

Although he didn't understand what senior meant, Atsushi Nakajima's survival instinct told him that it's best not to delve into the cause and effect of this, just nodded and agreed: "Okay, Mr. Dazai, but you can replace the reward of mocking Akutagawa with yourself." Have you finished the report?"

"Huh? It's both comforting and regrettable that juniors are becoming less and less able to lie..."

While he was touching his chin and sighing, Kunikida Doppo reached out and grabbed his neckline: "Dazai, let me say this one last time, no, harassment, client, client! Do you understand? At least show some professional ethics!"

The young man in a sand-colored windbreaker reached out and took out two pieces of paper from the inner pocket of his shirt and shook them open in front of him: "You can take them for identification. The reason for the change is the change of the other party's name."

Kunikida took the two sheets of paper with a puzzled face, opened them and read them from beginning to end, and his whole body began to shake in place.Atsushi Nakajima, who was standing beside him, glanced up——"Resident Marriage" was black and bold when he looked up, making him dizzy, not to mention the two very familiar people in the one-inch photo below and the name filled in the name column name.

"Mr. Dazai! You, you... you are married, how can you still flirt with big sisters outside every day!" Is this the world of adults?

"And is there a problem with the change of this surname? In the first picture, you changed it to Oda, and in the second picture, you changed it to Fujimaru. It is understandable that you follow your wife's surname, but what should I call you, Mr. Dazai? !"

"These two marriage dates... the time is not right. Ms. Fujimaru is only 16 years old and has just reached the lower limit of the legal marriage age. According to the signing time... Are you really not guilty, Mr. Dazai!"

"...So your focus is here, Dun-jun?"

It is probably a novel experience to be stunned by the younger generation who is super upright in three views. Dazai has to wonder if he is really as old as his old partner said?

Or say that I am a good person who is too perfect, no one is afraid!

"Dun Jun... Li Xiangjiang was 14 years old when I was 16 years old. She likes to say that she will always be 16 years old. It is enough to listen to the girl's age and don't care so much. And I was left without saying goodbye. The person who was abandoned, can you please show some basic sympathy?"

As expected, he was in a daze with his head down. The innocent white-haired boy and the equally innocent Kunikida Doppo both had serious expressions on their faces: "Did you do something to be sorry for Ms. Fujimaru? If you sincerely apologize and change your past, it's not like we can't help you." Endorse once, if you do it again, don't blame us for not helping you!"

"Hey! Kunikida-kun! Don-kun! I'm so touched! It's not too late, don-kun, you should learn how to become a little tiger first."

"Huh? Why?"

"Because... Lixiang likes cats very much! If there is a cat, it is possible..."

"Why don't you bring Mr. Oda's cat, we have one ready?"

"...That was Tatsuka's cat, who ran away from home and followed Sakule-chan."

"Okay, okay..."

"Okay, if that's the case, I'll take the work to the tea restaurant to finish, Kunikida-kun, do you have any objections?"

"what ever."