[Bungo Stray Dogs] Animal Three Musketeers

Natsume Soseki's mind is not confused, on the contrary, he is now very clear.

With his ability, he doesn't need subordinates, and it doesn't make any difference if there is one more person or one less person.What's more, besides the port mafia in Yokohama, there are countless places to make a lot of money. Even if Hatta Mizumi doesn't want to work with others, he can still be a know-it-all intelligence officer like Hatta Yu on the surface.

The money comes quickly, and the danger is basically blocked by someone. As long as you keep a low profile, the chance of becoming the target of public criticism is very small.

His job, no, can't be called a job.

The deliberate manipulation of the situation behind the scenes is accompanied by endless and undetectable dangers. In Yokohama, danger means dancing with death.When the threat of never having eyes comes, all will be undone by mistake and slack.So is this reckless and hypocritical spirit telling him that it is what people want the world to return to?

The cane tapped the ground and made a knocking sound, but Natsume Soseki did not speak, and was extremely cautious about this.

He lowered his head suddenly, "Is this a request?"

"No." Hatta Mizumi looked up and smiled incredulously, "This is a prayer for the dead, and it is also the only way to realize my wish."

"I want your faith."

She raised her arms slowly, pointed at Natsume Soseki's heart, with a clear smile on her face, and her eyes were shining with light that she had never seen before.

"Become my faith too—"

Between the two people in the cemetery where no one was near, an atmosphere of silence that could not be expressed in words descended.

When Hatta Mizumi spoke, Natsume Soseki didn't interrupt, and his eyes didn't move at all, but just silently looked at each other with obscure eyes.

He turned his head, decided not to continue staring at Hatta Mizushui, and directly suggested: "You should change it if you don't have a salary requirement."

"I'm afraid you are a poor person." Knowing that being considerate of others is the first step in gaining a good impression, Hatta Mizusui was startled suddenly as if remembering something, opened his mouth slightly and hesitated to ask, "I'm very surprised when I say it, why do you Will you intentionally hurt me to pick it up?"

"Have you seen it?"

"...Nonsense, when you are seriously injured, you are still staring at the food, and your eyes are so bright that you know you are not injured at all."

"...Thank you for your correction, I will pay more attention next time."

"It was your fault that led me to Senouwai, right?" Hatta Mizumi was not only not afraid, but calmed down, "As you can see, I may be able to work hard to get closer to people now."

Natsume Soseki turned his gaze back, "My purpose is more than that."

At least from the plan of the whole thing, his purpose is not pure, and it can even be described in more malicious words.

Hatta Mizusui's hand that was raised in mid-air suddenly became sore, she simply lowered her hand to her side again, turned her head to look at the brand-new tombstone, and answered softly after a while.

"If you deny you, even if you deny him, you also deny myself."

"In the big picture, kindness and kindness should be placed above malice. If you are disgusted by your tricks of manipulating people's hearts, you don't care about your shrewd and accurate judgment that saved the city, Mr. Natsume."

"You are really tired of living."

At the end, Hatta Mizusui couldn't help but smile wryly, "But it's just a little uncomfortable. It's like someone knows that his fate has already been determined by the world. No matter how relieved he is, that knot will eventually affect every aspect of his life."

Natsume Soseki, who was liberated from the confused position, pondered, but he didn't know how to talk to people.

He squeezed his crutches and let out a long breath. He knew that he couldn't use any reason to escape from these words.

"Speaking of which, why did you do this?" Hatta Mizumi looked deeply into Natsume Soseki's eyes floating without thinking, "You can have a better plan to stop this disaster."

Natsume Soseki pulled his hat, his tone lowered.

"It's nothing, I just owe Mr. Fang Gezi a favor."

"My father...then where are we going now?"

Mizumi Hatta got up and patted the dirt on his body, and put the radio in his back pocket. Only then did Soseki Natsume find a flat bag hanging behind his back, and a cute Shiba Inu was dyed on the clean white background cloth.

Natsume Soseki swallowed the question "Why don't you buy a husky but a Shiba Inu" in his stomach, and focused on the most critical point at the moment, "I'm sorry to ask, can you accept the house in your childhood memory?"

"Hey, are you the friend of my father who sold the house?"

"At that time, I didn't have a fixed place to live, so Mr. Fangge sold the house to me. Although I didn't live there much, I had someone renovate it recently. It should be good to live in. You can live there with your children."

"Your attitude towards the house clearly means that you don't plan to treat it as your own home, do you? Keep everything as it is, and you simply plan to return the house at any time."

"You are still alive, it is not difficult for me to preserve this little memory."

"No—" Hatta Mizusui elongated his voice dissatisfied, and condemned, "The house is already yours, if you just give it to me like this, it would be too much. Friends are friends, and money is money. This must be distinguished! "

"...You don't think about it, what if I say I still offer Mr. Pigeon's favor? Will you accept it?"

"I will accept it, but maybe I will use it to stay away from you, because favors cannot be evaluated by anything. I don't want to use this kind of nothingness to bind others to do something for me."

Hatta Mizumi walked at the same pace as Natsume Soseki, and said with a smile.

"Actually, I can use a better way, such as marrying you, so that the house also has my share? Compared with the seemingly bottomless pit you proposed, isn't it simple and fast?"

Natsume Soseki was not intimidated.

He was startled.

When Hatta Mizumi said this, Natsume Soseki couldn't help thinking about it, and he hurriedly withdrew all the expressions on his face that shouldn't be discovered at this time.

He didn't know what the other party was thinking, but the intentional or unintentional words were like feathers flying across the tip of his heart, and he felt a little unnatural.

But the words must be answered, this is basic courtesy.

"It's very good, and there is no obstacle to its implementation." Natsume Soseki raised his hand and patted Hatta Mizumi's head lightly, "But after all, jokes are not the goal that must be implemented. Let's talk about it when we get to the place. It's about work in the future."

Hatta Mizusui's heart trembled uncontrollably as if being hit hard by something.

She lowered her eyes, hiding half of her smile and half of her disappointment.

And the inexplicably active throbbing in the heart connected to the brain.

However, has she forgotten something important?

The author has something to say: you forget about your daughter and never again.