[Comprehensive] Martyrdom is not a good civilization

In the morning, the hour hand on the wall points to eight o'clock.

The door of the Armed Detective Agency was opened, and Dazai walked briskly in, humming a song.

The daily life of detective agency members is relatively loose, but Dazai's is too loose.

Kunikida Doppo pushed down the throbbing veins on his forehead, and told himself - don't argue with Dazai, an idiot.

Most people are fishing for fish, lying on the table to catch up on sleep, but the pile of documents on the table is so high that it covers all actions, and the face project is done well.

As for Dazai, he rolled over and lay on the sofa, and his movements were skillful as if he had experienced it thousands of times.

This is true.

Accidents have happened frequently recently, and the upstairs and downstairs who were implicated by the detective agency have to pay compensation.Money and messy papers are big problems.

Kunikida Doppo is young, not only has to deal with troublesome documents, but also urges the members of the salted fish club not to be drowned in salt.He finally couldn't help clapping his hands on the keyboard: "Hurry up and deal with the work, Dazai!"

"No, I'm drained."

Dazai was lying on the sofa with his bento box in his arms, his eyes circled with decadent bruises, as if he was about to ascend to heaven.

Kunikida held his glasses, and an impulse rose in his heart - if it wasn't for the sake of his colleagues, he would definitely!affim!Dazai will be beaten up!

"I go to the detective agency every day, what do you do at night..." Halfway through the question, Kunikida suddenly remembered the suicidal troublemaker on the sofa, who seemed to have a super rich girlfriend.

Squeeze...Girlfriend...

"So, Ayako gave me a reward~" Dazai rolled over on the sofa and sat up, smirking and putting his face on the bento box.

Award, award?

Kunikida shook his head, trying to get the crazy thought out of his head.As a result, the idea that Dazai was taken care of by a rich woman became more deeply rooted.

Dazai's former occupation has never been guessed correctly, could it be this?

Kunikida was skeptical about organizing documents in his life, and responded dryly: "Oh, that's great."

"What's so nice? Someone got hurt today?" Yosano Akiko approached, and she brushed her shoulder-length short hair with her black-gloved fingers. As her words fell, a dark smile appeared on her face.

No one has been injured recently, and the hatchet hunger with Yosano Akiko has been long.

Kunikida took the new document handed over by Yosano in a cold sweat: "No, it's nothing, the weather is fine today!"

"Are you serious?"

Looking at the gloomy sky outside the window with Xie Ye, he was very suspicious that his colleague had lost his mind while reading the documents and needed to be cured.

"Yeah, the weather is fine today, Ayako is coming to pick me up from get off work." Dazai agreed with Kunikida's opinion very much, the sky was cloudy and it was going to rain, just now Ayako Sakuradani sent a message saying that she would come to pick him up from get off work.

"……Oh."

Single dogs don't talk, and kick your dog's food with a jio.

Thick dark clouds accumulated in the sky, and the sunlight was swallowed up. Pedestrians on the road hurried on their way, fearing that the heavy rain would fall in a second.

The drive from Tokyo to Yokohama takes about four to 10 minutes, or even half an hour at high speeds.Especially for people like Dazai who let himself go by driving alone, it is very likely that he will fly back at the point of speeding.

The driving is not standardized, and the relatives cry.

Especially on rainy days, traffic accidents are prone to occur, so Ayako Sakuradani chose to pick up Dazai from get off work.

Her sense of direction is mediocre, she follows the navigation at every step and never takes shortcuts, and her speed is as stable as an old woman crossing the road.

The rain had already started to fall, and big raindrops fell on the car window with a crackling sound. Ayako Sakuradani sent a message to Dazai while waiting for the traffic lights.

[I'm getting in the car, wait for me. 】

【Domestic cat: Be careful on the road, little Ayako~】

【Domestic cat: cute.jpg】

Ayako Sakuradani stepped on the accelerator, and the car started slowly.She has been teased more than once for turning a sports car into a tricycle.

The wheels rolled on the asphalt road, splashing small water splashes, and the air was filled with the special smell of dust adhering to the raindrops and falling to the ground when the heavy rain poured down.

According to the navigation, Ayako Sakuradani stopped in front of a retro building.She opened the car door, opened the black umbrella with her slender white hands, and stepped on the rain-soaked ground with her high-heeled shoes out of the car.

The melon-eating crowd had been lying on the window waiting to watch the excitement when Dazai showed off that his girlfriend was coming. At this moment, they all pointed excitedly.

"Wow - it looks better than the bullock carts in the country!"

"Of course, this car must at least start, right?" Yosano Akiko touched her chin, and the metal butterfly pinned to her head flashed a stream of light as she tilted her head.

"JPY?"

"No, dollars."

"Amazing!"

Atsushi Nakajima was squeezed in front of the window, he scratched his cheek curiously and tangled: "It's not good for us to stand here?"

"Dun, you are blocking my sight. It is everyone's responsibility to care about the lives of members!"

"……Oh."

Dazai, who was sitting on the sofa fishing for fish, was gone. He was usually not active at work, but today he ran downstairs like a cat smelling fish.

Ayako Sakuradani was standing in the rain holding an umbrella. She stopped to check the location again. The slanted raindrops flew down on her snow-white calf, and it slowly slid down under the pull of gravity, leaving behind transparent water stains.

The world in the rain is gray and white.

The hem of the sand-colored windbreaker swept lightly, and Dazai walked down the stairs and rushed into the rain: "Little Ayako~"

"Dazai!" The black umbrella was slightly raised, Ayako Sakuradani showed her exquisite facial features, and a bright smile burst from the corner of her mouth.

Dazai got under the umbrella, Ayako Sakuradani hooked him around his neck, raised her high-heeled feet slightly, and kissed him on the face.

The melon-eaters upstairs began to get excited.

"It's a beauty!"

"Dazai has a good eye, the key is how do people like him?"

"Maybe it's good-looking?"

"Are you serious, Oda?"

"right."

"..."

Kunikida fell into deep thought amidst the bustle, whether their member Dazai Osamu's guess was finally about to be stoned.

It is too painful to see through but not to say through.

"Dong dong."

There was a knock on the door of the detective agency, and the doorknob was turned, revealing Ayako Sakuradani and Dazai, whose clothes were wet.

Luanbu was lying on the table listening to the sound of the rain taking a nap, he covered his mouth and yawned, and greeted the people outside the door: "Yo, Yinggu."

"Mr. Ranpo, good afternoon." Sakuraya Ayako put the bag in her hand on the Ranpo table. There was condensation on it, and it was just taken out of the small refrigerator in her car.

"Hey, do you know each other?"

"I met Ranpo-san when I came to Yokohama before. You are Ms. Akiko, right? This is a handmade Daifuku, Dazai thanks to your care!"

"Obviously the crab buns made by Xiao Ayako have been distributed, why are my snacks gone too quq?" Dazai lay on Sakuraya Ayako's shoulder like a cat protecting food, complaining.

"Be good, I'll make red beans for you next time."

"Okay~ I also want matcha tea."

Kunikida stood in the corner doubting his life, and Atsushi Nakajima looked left and right, hesitating whether he should come over or not.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and the sound of crackling on the window became the sound of splashing water.

Everyone chatted and the atmosphere was relaxed.

That's great, it's much more comfortable than a company with an indifferent environment. If it wasn't for the heavy responsibility, Ayako Sakuradani would want to ask the detective agency if they want to recruit civil servants who fight against the five scum.

She grabbed Dazai's cuff and asked in a low voice, "Dazai, who is the big tiger you are talking about?"

"...Little Ayako, let's go home, it's getting dark."

Ever since Dazai leaked the word that he picked up a white tiger and sent it to the detective agency, Ayako Sakuraya has been thinking about it.

Atsushi Nakajima over there pricked up his ears when he heard the word "tiger", and looked at Ayako Sakuradani from time to time at a loss.

"Huh? I'm not allowed to keep cats at home, but I secretly raise them outside. I don't even allow you to look at them. Do you want to sleep in the study?" Ayako Sakuragu narrowed her eyes, revealing that if you dare to say it's me, I will let you stay in the empty boudoir alone. threaten.

"...Atsu-kun." Dazai quickly compromised, he smiled and waved to Nakajima Atsushi.

"Ah, yes! Mr. Dazai!" Atsushi Nakajima replied, walking over with a cautious expression.

Ayako Sakuraya looked at Atsushi Nakajima's straight bangs on the right side, and thought it was a bit cute. She smiled lightly, "Hi, I'm Ayako Sakuraya."

"Hi Miss Sakuragu, I'm Atsushi Nakajima!" Atsushi Nakajima bowed his head at ninety degrees very formally.

"Just call me Sakuraguya, come to Tokyo to play when you have time, and be careful not to be spoiled by Dazai."

"No, Mr. Dazai is fine!"

"That's right, I taught Dun-kun well, Xiao Lingzi, don't misunderstand me."

"is it?"

"That's right!"

As if the old mother recognized her son on the spot, Ayako Sakuradani looked at Atsushi Nakajima with loving eyes.

"Mr. Ranpo, what's going on with them?"

"Four, five... I met them six and a half years ago." Luanbu counted on his fingers, impatiently explaining from the beginning, he stuffed Dafu into his mouth with a vague voice, "Ask Oda, he knows More."

Odasaku put down his teacup, and expressed the story he saw concisely: "Oi Dazai, Sakuradani confessed, and then they will be together."

"That's it?" Kunikida was getting ready to listen to a long speech about Dazai's skills in finding a good girlfriend, and he took out his small notebook to take notes.

Odasaku nodded firmly.

The detective agency stayed for a while, taking advantage of the rain outside, Ayako Sakuragu said goodbye to everyone.

The black umbrella was big enough that Ayako Sakuradani hid under the same umbrella with her arms around Dazai.

"You said, when Chunqi is 15 years old, how about I throw the company to him and apply to join the detective agency?"

"Hey, shouldn't Ayako be traveling around the world with me first?"

There is a nine-year age difference between Ayako Sakuradani and Haruki Sakuradani. By then, Ayako Sakuradani will be 24 and Dazai 28. It will be a great time.

"Traveling the world, of course! I want to work with you!"

"What about marriage?"

"You're thinking about this, I can do it anytime after Grandpa is done~"

"Really?!"

Ayako Sakuragu looked at Dazai's starry eyes, stretched out her hand and grabbed his face: "Auntori called you Mr. Dazai just now."

"Ok?"

"When I called you that before, I felt from the bottom of my heart——Mr. Dazai will be alone for the rest of his life. Not to mention marriage, he won't even have a girlfriend."

Sitting in the car, Dazai held Ayako Sakuradani's hand and buried his face in her palm with a sweet voice.

"Why do you say that, Ayako?"

The Mr. Dazai in memory is almost completely separated from the current Dazai.It's just that Ayako Sakuradani remembers the cool iris in Dazai's eyes at that time.

She put her hands on the top of Dazai's head, and gently combed his soft black hair: "Because, at that time, Mr. Dazai had a face that didn't look like he would be able to fall in love properly."

Dazai squinted his eyes reminiscently, and the light in his eyes leaked from under the half-covered eyelashes, and he asked softly: "Is that so, what about now."

"I love you."