[Comprehensive] I am dying with the target person every day

The time was 3:24 p.m. on Thursday, and the place was a coffee shop on the first floor of a building in Sakuragicho, Yokohama. The police in Sakuragicho blocked the backstage of the coffee shop with messy cups and plates with a yellow cordon.

The sound of sirens kept ringing in the open space outside the coffee shop. From time to time, the police came in and out, used rulers and zebra glue to measure and mark the shop, and interrogated the shop assistants on the spot.

The two members of the detective agency who were involved and Hana Tsurumi did not leave either, but I don't know what Kunikida Doppo said to the police. Compared to the police, he was the first person to interrogate her.

"What's the matter? Tsurumi." Kunikida Doppo's tone was stern, and his expression was also very serious, which made Tsurumi Kai, who was already guilty in front of him, nowhere to hide. She subconsciously looked at the Youyou Yuzai beside him Dazai glanced.

Kunikida, who thought Dazai knew something, followed her gaze, and the black-haired young man spread his hands innocently: "I don't know anything, I'm a victim, Kunikida-kun."

His arm cut by the piano wire was still oozing blood, slightly staining the fabric of his sleeves, but he didn't care, still smiling lightly and carelessly.

"Hmph," Kunikida Doppo retracted his gaze, and pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, "How about treating the wound? The ambulance is right ahead."

The person who ran out to call the police first not only called the police, but also called the hospital. Fortunately, there were no casualties, otherwise it would be even more difficult to end.

"Let's go in a while," the silver light flashed on the young white and slender fingertips, a little dazzling in the bright sunlight, and the young man who was playing with the knife casually tilted his head in the palm of his hand, "compared to this, the floral dress can be done well." Can you explain this to me?"

"Dazai, isn't that evidence? When did you take it away?!" Kunikida Doppo walked forward with a look of astonishment, trying to get the knife back, but Dazai backed away, Kunikida In silence, Osamu Dazai raised the knife in his hand, showing a smug smile.

"Tai, Zai!" He gritted his teeth, and quickly grabbed the collar of the black-haired young man. Dazai waved his hand without sincerity, "Okay, okay, just take it for a look, promise, I'll return it to you."

Kunikida Doppo, who took back the knife, glanced at the tiny hole at the end of the knife, frowned, and turned his stressful gaze on Hana again: "Okay, now I can explain..."

"What's the matter with your ex-boyfriend?" One had a relaxed and happy tone.

"Who are that group of people?" The other spoke in a serious and slightly heavy voice.

The two people opened their mouths almost at the same time, but what they said was different topics.

"Too! Zai!" After a brief silence, Kunikida Dupo said every word, "Now it is more important to investigate what happened to those people? That kind of strength is absolutely extraordinary."

"That's something more important to Kunikida-kun, isn't it?" Dazai looked at Hana, and it was hard to distinguish the truth from the light tone, "I'm more concerned about Hana's ex-boyfriend."

"They are the Italian Mafia," Tsurumi Kay blinked lightly, and sold out her teammates without any hesitation. Well, they are not her teammates either. I don't know what to do here, the ex-boyfriend is their boss..."

"Boyfriend...how did you get involved with someone from the Mafia?" Kunikida was dumbfounded.

"Ah... well, the reason is very complicated, there are all kinds of reasons," Hua Yi's eyes wandered, she kept finding excuses, and then found that she really couldn't make up why she was related to Italy's leading mafia, He muttered softly, "So, didn't we break up..."

Kunikida fell silent suddenly, with a complicated expression on his face.

"What, what's the matter? Kunikida-kun." Tsurumi Hana was a little uneasy, she had already planned the running route in her heart, the first problem was to stay far away from Dazai, his ability would invalidate her illusion.

"That's it," Kunikida sighed and patted her on the shoulder, "You've worked hard too."

Wait, didn't she say anything?

——What the hell have you come up with, Kunikida-kun!

Seeing that Kunikida didn't know why, he just looked moved, Tsurumi Hana silently looked away, and simply acquiesced to his guess, anyway, she couldn't make it up.

"Has the private matter been dealt with? Kunikida," the police officer who had almost finished investigating the scene came over and interrupted them, "Miss Tsurumi is an important party in this case, and she needs to go to the police station to make a statement, nothing else I'll take it away with you."

"Okay, thank you Mr. Yamashita." Kunikida nodded solemnly.

"You're welcome," the police officer smiled, pointed his palm at the police car not far ahead and said, "This way please, Ms. Tsurumi."

"..." Tsurumi Hana, who was a mafia not long ago and is probably a killer now, is a little delicate about the fact that she is going to get into a police car.

However, the illusion has recovered part of the flower dress, and she feels that as long as Osamu Dazai is not around, her illusion will be fine, and if something unexpected happens, it will not be difficult to get away with the police.

"Please wait a moment, Officer Yamashita," the young man's clear and pleasant voice sounded faintly from behind, and he asked peacefully, "I have something to say to Huayi."

As soon as Hua Yi turned her head, Dazai grabbed her wrist and dragged her into her arms. She was completely stunned. He lowered his head, his soft hair brushed her cheek lightly, and his warm breath brushed against his ears. whisper softly.

She froze for a moment and fell silent.

Dazai Osamu, who quickly let go of her, said a few words to the surprised police officer Yamashita, and then Kai Tsurumi, who was taken away, subconsciously turned her head to the side and looked at the police officer a few meters away when she got into the police car. Brunette youth.

He was lightly talking to Kunikida Doppo, causing Kunikida's veins to twitch from time to time, as if he had noticed her gaze, the young man turned his head to look over, a slightly absent-minded and yet ecstatic look appeared on his clear and delicate face. Unpredictable smile.

——"Don't mess around, Huayi, it's just a transcript. You're just a coffee shop clerk who happens to be able to speak Italian and met an unreasonable mob. There are not a few of them, and if you act rashly, it will arouse people's suspicion, Huayi."

Osamu Dazai.

The street scene in front of the car window was fleeting, and Kai Tsurumi was sitting in the police car looking out of the window in a daze, chewing on the name repeatedly in her heart, and finally couldn't help but think——

Why does this person look more like a mafia than her mafia...

Those words were more of a threat than comfort.

"I don't know when it started,

I was abandoned. "

"—by this world."

As expected of Japan's police - as ineffective as ever.

It was already past six o’clock in the evening after finishing the transcript in the Metropolitan Police Department. The autumn sky darkened earlier, and the rich ink color soaked the sky. The neon lights on the street reflected each other brightly and dazzlingly. When the manager of the coffee shop asked him to hand over half a month's salary, she was fired without any surprise.

Although the police have no direct evidence to prove that she has a relationship with "those two thugs". One of the central characters, the store manager who is an ordinary person, doesn't want to cause trouble, and Hua Yi can understand that anyway, she doesn't want to do it anyway.

Because the matter was handled as "thugs who were dissatisfied with society causing trouble in a coffee shop", Kai Tsurumi didn't have to lose money. The detective agency seemed to have dealt with it a lot this time. After thinking about it, she decided to join the detective agency. Maybe it's not bad, at least it's convenient in Yokohama.

However, the cadres of the dignified assassination force Balian are regarded as "unreasonable thugs", so there seems to be nothing wrong with thinking about it.

"elder sister……"

In the bustling crowd, she suddenly felt that someone tugged on her sleeve.

She subconsciously stopped in her tracks, and looked sideways. The crowd was constantly flowing, and pedestrians passed by one after another, but there was no one grabbing his sleeve.

--Who?

With the other hand, she pinched the cuff that was held for a moment just now, pursed her lips, and walked forward.

— sight.

I can feel that Tsurumi Hana has always been able to feel the gaze of being stared at by others. Since yesterday, I have been able to feel it from time to time, and today it is even more obvious.

Who is it?

"elder sister……"

A soft and timid voice that was almost inaudible sounded behind her. She looked sideways, and in the French windows of the nearby shop, she saw that there was no one behind her.Her footsteps paused slightly, and she continued to move forward without hesitation, trying her best to go to places with as many people as possible.

A deafening explosion sounded from behind, and a violent explosion suddenly occurred in the 4S store not far behind. The shards of glass scattered and inserted obliquely into the gaps in the tiles, and the flames shot into the sky.

"Ah—" There were screams and screams one after another, and the panic-stricken crowd rushed and fled in all directions.After being stunned for a moment, Tsurumi Huayi planned to follow the pedestrians to disperse, but suddenly heard the slight sound of electric current hidden in the terrified cry for help.

Sudden numbness in the lower back, sudden constriction of the pupils, Tsurumi Hana clenched her teeth and turned her head.

The boy with the electric shock baton in his hand smiled at her and said softly, "Sister... Sure enough, you can see..."

The girl who was subdued by the high-voltage electricity only felt confused, and the words behind her gradually became hard to hear.

It's unbelievable, as a mafia, oh no, as a professional killer, she was actually dealt with by a security guard with an electric shock baton.

What a shame!

"Get lost, who is your older sister..." Resisting the numbness of the tip of her tongue, Tsurumi Hana struggled to utter these words, but eventually she collapsed and was hugged by the boy.

The bright red blood trickled down his chest, almost piercing his heart. The stinging pain gradually soaked through all the limbs, but the knife came out of nowhere, like mist, suddenly after the girl closed her eyes. dissipate.

He was stunned for a long time, but suddenly burst into tears.

Tsurumi Huayi is in a daze at this time, although she has been in a daze recently...

"Sister," said the young boy in front of her with a soft tone and a cute appearance. When he laughed, he still had two dimples and small canine teeth. At this time, he took out a lot of snacks from a plastic bag and placed them on her chest like a treasure. In front of him, he looked so obedient and excited, like a puppy begging for mercy, "Here are chocolates, tiramisu, puff biscuits and fudge. Which one is my sister's favorite? If there is not enough, I will get it."

If it weren't for her being firmly tied to the chair with a rope by the teenager, it would be a touching scene of "siblings" loving each other.

Her wrist was tied with a sailor knot, Tsurumi Hana knew how difficult it is to untie this kind of knot, if she tries to break free forcefully, her wrist will be dislocated. Although Tsurumi Hana wants to escape, it doesn't mean she wants to suffer.

"Well, I'm not hungry yet." To be precise, it's because I'm afraid that there are drugs in it. Start with sensitivity, and get close, "What's your name?"

"I will be called whatever my sister says." He said softly, his eyes sparkling, as if she was the only one in his world, "Sister is the best."

——Enough is enough...how attached are you to this sibling setting?

"Have we met before?" She wondered if it was someone the original "Tsurumi Hana" knew, that person, even xanxus could become an ex-boyfriend, even if something happened again, she wouldn't be surprised .

"Well," the boy nodded, and replied honestly, "When I killed those people in the office building that day, sister, you saw me, right?"

office building?Tsurumi Hana thought of the tragic murder scene upstairs in the coffee shop, and recalled the boy's behavior of burning 4s gasoline barrels yesterday when he disagreed with each other, and felt that it was something he could do.

Obviously now he is obedient like a little sheep.

"I didn't call the police. If it's for revenge on me, there's no need for it." As a killer, "Tsurumi Hana" shouldn't call the police just because she saw the criminal in the office case, let alone Dazai and Kuni Kida is still investigating that matter... Thinking of this, Tsurumi Hana suddenly thought of a detail.

When he came to the coffee shop before, Dazai seemed to have a clear idea of ​​the case. Is this the result of knowing it? !

"Call the police? Haha," the young man laughed heartily, "That's not bad, but no, sister, you are the only one..."

His voice gradually softened, and as he spoke, he stretched out his hand and touched her eyes. The frightened girl quickly turned her head away, and the boy took his hand away, but stood up from the chair, bent over She hugged the girl's neck and buried her head in her arms. Then, she heard a faint sobbing sound. The place from the skirt to the neck was wet, and the clothes and hair wetted by his tears were stuck together. Together, Tsurumi Huayi couldn't dodge, and couldn't comfort others, and felt a little bored, silent for a few seconds, then softened her voice: "Hey... can you talk about something? Why are you crying?"

"The only one who can see me is you, my sister. I don't know when they will never hear or see me again. No matter what I do..." He raised his head, his eyes dimmed with tears His eyes looked a little red, but he smiled innocently, "I only have my sister, and my sister is the only one who can see me, so stay with me forever."

The only thing... I don't feel happy at all.

Tsurumi Huayi is actually not interested in hearing about his tragic past, but she can see him from time to time but can't see him, which is a bit troublesome. After thinking for a while, she said to him: "I see, since you want me to help you Choose a name, then you should be called Taro."

"Is Tsurumi Taro right?" The boy nodded seriously.

"No... just Taro." Tsurumi Hana didn't want to have such a frustrating name after her surname, although she still chose this name, ah, it doesn't count - the "dog" of the neighbor's house used to be called this name.

"Okay." As if he didn't know her malice, the boy slightly widened his eyes and showed a happy and cheerful expression, "Is it because my sister wants to get closer to Taro so she didn't want to have a surname? Sure enough, my sister The nicest guy in the world!"

"Ah, as long as you're happy," she blinked lightly, "I'm hungry, I don't want to eat chocolate chips or biscuits, especially that bag of cotton candy, don't let it appear in my sight ... Taro, if you really think that your sister is the best person in the world, then you should satisfy her requirements, right? I want to eat the food from the penultimate store in Chinatown, counting from the end, can you Help me bring it here?"

"But," the boy bit his lips, "it's a bit far away, I don't want to be separated from my sister for so long."

"But I'm waiting for you right here," Tsurumi Hana sighed, "Look, I'm tied up and I can't go anywhere. What are you afraid of? But if you really don't want to go, let it be. Just starve to death without eating or drinking."

"Don't!" He stood up abruptly, pinched the hem of his clothes, and muttered for a long time, "I'll get it to my sister, so my sister shouldn't die...Only my sister, absolutely not..."

His voice was crying, his shoulders trembled slightly, and a few drops of dark color were wet on the hem of his clothes.

Then he ran out without looking back.

Tsurumi Hana suddenly felt a little guilty, although this state only lasted for a few seconds, then she sighed, and with a "hiss—" she took out the dislocated wrist from the sailor's knot, put it back together, and removed it. Get off the rope on your feet.

The ability to turn fictitiousness into reality has not been recovered, otherwise there would be no such trouble.

This place seems to be the interior of a certain unfinished building. As soon as she opened the door and walked not far away, Hana Tsurumi heard a soft voice from a boy behind her, and asked curiously, "Sister, where are you going?"