[Bungo Stray Dogs] Animal Three Musketeers

It's hard to deal with.

Hearing such a seemingly simple and practical question full of deep meaning, even Natsume Mizusui, who always kept smiling, froze.

It's cool under the wooden porch, and the breeze carries the faint fragrance of washing powder lurking to the tip of the nose, and whispers in the ear.

—Have you been found?

The pages of the book on Natsume Mizumi's hands were quietly turned by the wind, and her gentle expression settled down. Such straightforward questions and deliberately brisk tone made her unable to answer.

She has always been indifferent to this kind of thing, or it should be said that she has nothing to do with people who do not have malicious threats, as if pinpointing her fatal spot, Osamu Dazai still stares at her with a childlike innocent expression.

"It seems that you can't fool around casually." Before answering, she nodded and admitted as if giving up, but she didn't reply directly, "Can I hear your guess?"

"Play football?"

"After listening, can you decide how much to say?"

"I really know how to plan carefully, so what good will I do?"

"Thank you for the compliment? Hey, the bandage next to me is a gift for you. It seems that the bandages on your eyes are about to loosen."

The boy squinted his eyes and was speechless for a while, feeling that the topic was completely out of touch with the original purpose under the impetus, "It's so difficult, Mrs. Natsume is really the best radar in Yokohama, so is the answer you want to tell me?"

"Didn't you also say conjecture?" Natsume Shuishui smiled and shook his head slightly because of his childishness, "There are problems, of course it's just so-so."

"Surely this question needs to get to the bottom of it?"

"That can't be done." Natsume Shuishui retorted, and said softly, "If everything and every question has to be answered desperately, how can it be done?"

"This society has to be casual in order to persevere. Instead of feeling sad and thinking about why the knife was cut because of a small wound on the hand, it is better to think about wrapping up quickly and picking up the knife and giving it to the other party."

Words are light.

There is no accurate sense of reality, as if it has been hit on cotton.

Osamu Dazai had nothing to do with such a person, he was even more terrified of the existence of the Great Demon King than Oda Saku, and he felt a headache for a long time - it was like being punched hard from the back of the head.

"...you haven't touched the 'book', have you?"

Dazai raised his head, put his feet up on the wooden board, his soft hair fluttering in front of his eyes.

"That's a magical item."

Natsume Mizumi closed the book, brushed off the dust on the cover, and smiled wryly as she spoke, recalling what Natsume Soseki said in the living room a few months ago.

——Don’t get lost in memory.

——Even if you want to touch it again, what do you think you can do?

——It’s already outside the world, isn’t it?No matter how much you wander, there is no place for you to rest.

The harsh and helpless words sounded in his head, but Natsume Shuishui stretched his eyebrows.

"But that thing is also cruel enough that no one can accept it."

It's like fate.

Both pleasing and disgusting.

Osamu Dazai left Natsume's house and stretched himself.

The conversation yielded some good results.

In this way, you can go to eat a curry rice after working hard.

After watching the boy leave, Natsume Shuishui's raised heart slowly returned to the original place.

There is nothing wrong with telling the other person the truth.

But there was a voice in her heart, even if she didn't say it directly, the other party clearly understood that the memories and arrangements beyond rationality in people did not belong to me—at least not to Hatta, who did not break out of the cocoon of memories outside the world , or Natsume.

More appropriately, these memories do not belong to this "world".

The phone in the room rang, but when she got up, someone pressed it back lightly. Following the light, she saw Natsume Soseki who was sitting beside her and smiling at her, and the string of numbers. She looked at him suspiciously, but did not answer.

Mori Ogai's phone call.

Isn't this guy having a good time negotiating with Zhongtian on the sightseeing boat? Why did he suddenly remember that she was squatting at home.

"Go on, it's been ringing for a long time." Natsume Soseki, who had listened to the noise all afternoon after taking a nap, was not in a very happy mood. Natsume Mizumi couldn't help laughing, and obediently put the phone to his ear.

however--

"Natsume-"

Natsume Mizumi: ...

She bowed her head silently, the number was indeed her own, and her voice was also her own. No one should be so bold as to replace the leader of PortMafia.Unable to get any results, she looked back at Masaka Natsume who had turned into a cat and curled up sleeping in her arms, but only got the sound of the cat purring.

Natsume Mizumi: ...

OK.

"……What's matter."

"You made Ango afraid of me ordering." Mori Ogai walked on the street, and the noise of people coming and going came into the phone along with their complaints, "The calm look on my face made me wonder if my identity is Mafia Stop the night-crying boss."

"...To make the child tremble with fright, how wicked are you." Natsume Shuishui gave up on himself, is even a black-hearted doctor afraid these days, "He has seen you no less than a hundred times, and you even How can you feel scared if you insist on taking someone to school to teach him?"

He may think that this person is a fool in private.

Natsume Mizusui was deeply disappointed that Mori Ogai knew clearly but still wanted to call to torture her mind.

"It's too much, so Natsume wants me to pick him up to and from get off work?"

Natsume Mizumi: ...

Mori Ogai is crazy.

Did you make an appointment with Dazai to torture her?

"Did Gide solve it? Are you so happy?"

"Mr. Dazai volunteered to go, and there is no problem in entrusting it to him."

Natsume Mizusui's fingers trembled.

"How about a good subordinate?"

Oda Sakunosuke was under the protection of Sakaguchi Nobusuke, and the children were with Fukuzawa Yukichi.

Will it be a big problem.Natsume Mizusui felt that his brain was about to explode. Shouldn't this kind of thing be left to Natsume Soseki Mori Ogai Dazai Edogawa Ranpo Fyodor Joye Choi Chrysanthemum Tanada Shantouhuo to think about? How to arrange the burden of planning Suddenly it was all thrown to her.

Is it possible that she can switch to a charge captain as an assistant?

"Hey, won't you come out and go shopping with me?"

"The struggling Dazai-kun is about to cry."

"But today is indeed a day to celebrate."

"..." Natsume Shuishui sensed something was wrong.

Generally speaking, getting a license is not enough to make the other party happy.

It can't be that Alice is finally willing to obey, it's not something he can do to change the personality of the supernatural power at will.

unless--

"Dazai-kun is leaving your organization?"

"Is it okay to say it so directly?"

"...So what? Ready to kill me with the scalpel?"

"I don't have the guts."

I think you are very good.

A corner of the telephone receiver in Natsume Mizumi's hand was almost crushed, and Mori Ogai had grown to the point where even she was second to none in terms of annoyance in more than ten years.

Taking advantage of Mori Ogai's words being cut off here, Natsume Mizusui hung up the phone at the fastest speed in his life.

What will happen to Gide.

Natsume Shuishui was puzzled by the current situation. It wasn't until dusk that three good friends who were wounded all over the body held hands and knocked on the door. Natsume Shuishui felt that the real thunder point that made him explode should be at home. This group of foolish kids is right.

Fortunately, I am no longer here—tonight I will be handed over to Fukuzawa Yukichi for the time being for safety.Otherwise, seeing these three people would have to turn into supernatural powers and roll on the ground laughing.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Natsume!" Osamu Dazai, who was often injured and fully adapted, was very lively and waved at her, "I'm homeless now, so I took Ango's room!"

"Go to sleep and do it again." Ango Sakaguchi said bluntly, the wound on the side of his mouth was so painful that he couldn't even pronounce his voice properly, "Pink color is very suitable for you as a teenager, cherish the youth that is about to pass away."

"Such a speech really chills me?!"

Natsume Mizumi: ...

It was funny, but she couldn't laugh, she was a very patient woman.

"I will be an adult in two years, so I really need to cherish it." Oda Sakunosuke was worried about where to put the wooden warehouse he had just used up. Natsume Mizusui put down a medical kit in front of the three of them, and took the weapon in his hand, "Okay have a rest."

It's a bit confusing.The soles of Natsume Mizuisui's feet were vacant, and so was his mood.

Will other accidents happen? She has no time to think about it. Looking at the three people who are arguing together, she suddenly feels like she is in a dream.

"... Soseki." Even if he managed to drive them to sleep, Natsume Mizusui who was lying on the bed asked uncertainly, "Am I dreaming?"

Natsume Soseki didn't respond, and it took a while for Natsume Mizusui to realize that he was smiling softly.

"What are you laughing at?" Natsume Shuishui was about to curse, "I didn't mention you when I went out and broke the ring this time."

"Accident, accident." Natsume Soseki still couldn't stop laughing, "Okay, in order to coax you well, I'll give it to you again with tofu?"

"Do you want me to knock out my teeth at a young age?" Natsume Mizusui couldn't laugh or cry, "Just give it well? If Ango and the others accidentally eat it, will they laugh at you?"

"Go to sleep." Natsume Soseki covered her eyes with his hands, "You are also tired these days."

The sight was shrouded in darkness, and after a while, Natsume Mizusui exhaled his last breath, his mood changed from tense to relaxed.

——It is indeed enough that the world can be corrected to this point.