This is not common at all! [Comprehensive]

In this life, no, including the previous life, this is the first time Misaki Rin has encountered such a situation.

Sitting on a bench by that tree with a suicidal man she had just rescued, eating pineapple buns.

She should have turned around and left. The man with trouble written all over his body looked at her with a smile, feeling ominous.

...and this person's expression and eyes are weird, but she doesn't want to describe it in detail.

Her intuition told her that this person would continue to commit suicide so hard, if she bumped into her again... Should she call the police?

Yes, but she is the boss of Mafia?Although she spent several years legalizing all the affairs under her shelter, she was still a person in a gray area in essence?

This question was too heavy, causing her to subconsciously take out a pineapple bun from her bag and hand it to him when she heard Osamu Dazai's stomach growl suddenly and then showed a suspiciously lively smile.

"Thank you for the hospitality! Then, beautiful lady, are you willing to die for love with me?" Osamu Dazai squeezed the plastic bag in his hand and stood up, sitting on the chair with his legs tucked up, slurping egg tarts as if in deep thought girl holds out her hand.

"...Are you serious?" Jianzaki Rin looked at him strangely, with unimaginable eyes, "Do you have any deep hatred for the person who just rescued you and gave you bread?"

Dazai Osamu: "Eh? Do you want to say it so badly? It's such a beautiful thing... What a pity."

"...I'm at a loss!" Jianzaki Rin stood up, with complicated eyes and heartache, "Why should I give a pineapple bun to a person who wants to die, that's the last one I bought in that store today."

As she said that, she turned around and was about to leave, as if she was going to treat the person beside her as if she didn't exist.

In the next second, her shoulders were pulled.

"Hey, don't you have anything else you want to tell me?" The boy with black hair that looked limp and a little messy moved closer, the unbandaged brown eye was like inorganic glass, fixed looking at her.

"No." Misaki Rin said without hesitation.

"It's really indifferent, as expected..." The young man laughed, "Ah, I'm Osamu Dazai, what's your name, Miss?"

Mizaki Rin showed an obvious expression of resistance, as if he wrote "Is it necessary to exchange names" directly on his face.

"...Misaki Rin...and I don't really want to be called indifferent by you." She moved her eyes and said in a natural tone, "You want to commit suicide? I respect other people's choices, and it was you just now Just reach out to me and I'll help you."

"Well, that's right."

This time Osamu Dazai didn't stop her.

Mizaki Rin successfully returned home, and then began to upload the files in the mobile phone to the computer pitifully and began to process them, fishing for countless times in the middle.

"Hey Backstreet Girls has a new CD? Buy it!"

"What, a new playground opened in Detroit, right after I first came to Yokohama? Huh? Is this on purpose?"

"Ah, I really want to play Assassin X, why haven't I made it yet?"

Osamu Dazai, who was holding a bug and heard the content of a normal high school girl, blinked.

"Huh? Cruise party?"

It was quiet there.

She seemed to have taken off her coat, and she couldn't even hear her voice, and then he knew very clearly that this person must have stuffed the clothes into the washing machine.

Misaki Rin, who just remembered that this thing hadn't been disposed of, threw it into the washing machine logically.

Because what she can mutter to say is not a big deal, so when Dazai quietly put the bug in her pocket, she didn't care.

The last words Dazai heard were:

"Hey, it doesn't matter if this clothes can be machine washed or not..."

"..."

It felt as expected.

Mizaki Rin closed the washing machine cover with a "snap", turned around and began to reply to the invitation letter from pen pal Sonoko.

Speaking of which, I met her uncle Jirokichi when I was in the United States... I have to say that the Suzuki Foundation is really rich and powerful.

As one of the patrons who realized her dream, Rin Mizaki is still very optimistic about them, so her attitude towards them is filtered.

Yes, it is that realistic.

There are several sets of brand-new dresses in the closet prepared by the maid Mei Lin, which can be used at this time... Well, when she came to Yokohama, she didn't expect to be present at such a scene.

Before that, I have to think about what kind of gift is suitable...

For things like gems, no matter what kind of auction it is, Mr. Langji will buy it at a super high price last time, so she doesn't want to spend her dream funds on her own.

So she directly sent a message to Mei Lin (because Ronald was probably working overtime), asking if there were any such collections of the things that were collected in her inventory after typing... ah no, collected.

"I want something that looks dignified."

Merlin: "Huh?"

"Gems or something, for the Suzuki Foundation."

"...Boss, some of these are inconvenient." Mei Lin thought about it for a while, "I'll dig out the gems for you, and you can design a shape and make a new base?"

Jianzaki Rin was startled: "No, don't pick at random, take a picture of me and let me choose which ones to pick!"

"Yes."

Sometimes there are too many miscellaneous things in the warehouse, especially the best-looking ones, which cannot be displayed on the surface, or you can tell who should belong to them at a glance, and you can directly know where to go. Something went wrong, so sometimes it is very difficult to give it away.

It doesn't matter if you send it off in private, but you can't mess around with these big consortiums on the surface.

"Well, let's see where the 'craftsman' is..."

"Just found out, it's in Yokohama."

Misaki Rin: "..."

"Oh, what a coincidence."

"He is now the owner of a watch shop about 3 kilometers away from you. I will send you the specific information later."

"Well... Let's also send the cross-necked swan sculpture that he had been staring at before." Jianzaki Rin tapped on the paper in front of him, thinking about it, "It's a wedding anniversary gift for him."

"But it's three months before his wedding anniversary..."

"Is this important? Isn't the heart important?"

"Yes, boss."

So, the question now is how to design a suitable pre-image.

"..."

"Forget it, forget it, there's no rush."

Party B in the previous life suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Misaki Rin, who was exhausted of inspiration, spent the next few days walking while reading comics and art books bought from OO Bookstore.

"Huh? Fu X is on hiatus again?"

Well, she's used to it.

……

"No, it's still a bit uncomfortable to be honest." Jianzaki Rin emptied his eyes with a self-doubting attitude.

What, this kind of feeling that although I have been prepared in my heart, but I really see the truth is still very uncomfortable!

hateful.

"Hey, is Ms. Misaki coming to buy cakes again?"

She stopped and watched as she came to patronize yesterday and unknowingly walked to the cake shop today, and the Hong Kong gangsters who were already familiar with her greeted her naturally when they saw her.

"No, I want to try that eel rice today..." Mizaki Rin said and pointed to the shop on the other side, smiling, "When I passed by last time, your colleagues seemed to recommend their house to me Raspberry Daifuku."

"Well, you said Shibata, he is on another street today." Wearing black sunglasses and wearing a black suit, he is tall and tall, and he is extremely recognizable in this generation—besides, the black forces in Yokohama are dominated by Hong Kong blacks. , and the rest are small factions here in other regions, most of which are also used for negotiation.

Of course Rin still didn't know.

If she doesn't repent, she won't investigate.

"Their family's ochazuke is also good."

Jianzaki Rin's eyes lit up, and he wrote it down in the upper right corner of the sketchbook he carried with him.

"I always thought that, Ms. Misaki, this is specially used for drawing...is it also a portable book?" The man leaned forward, looked over, and saw that there was only a bare tree drawn on the piece of paper, with lines A little messy, it seems that its owner is not clear.

"No, I don't have a very good memory, so I have to write down what I think of first. This is not specially used for drawing." Jianzaki Rin smiled, "I didn't know much about Yokohama when I first came to Yokohama. You guys are so kind! Thanks for the recommendation, I’ll go first then.”

As a member of Hong Kong gangsters who are synonymous with darkness and danger in the eyes of almost everyone, even if they are only low-level personnel, it is the first time that they are suddenly thanked in this way. A complex emotion mixed with guilt and joy suddenly arises in his heart.

Just like this, he watched the girl with long silver hair swaying in the air as she trotted into the seemingly ordinary shop, and smiled and waved at him before entering.

"Huh? What's wrong with you?"

"Ah... have you solved the problem over there?"

"A normal debt problem, nothing, that girl?"

"It's just an ordinary person who came to Yokohama to travel, but he doesn't seem to have any sense of crisis..." He sighed, "I don't know why I am a little worried about her, I always feel that she is defenseless against strangers, but I said this to myself It always feels weird to say, shouldn't she guard against us the most?"

"Eh? Are you going to kill her?"

"...I didn't mean that! I mean, Hong Kong black."

"That's true, but I think your worry is a bit unnecessary."

"...Okay, okay, since we're done, let's go back."

It has been almost a week since I arrived in Yokohama, and Rin Mizaki, who has not yet opened up the power information of Yokohama, is still addicted to the world of comics and games today.

Rin Misaki wrote in his heart that "Mr. Nakahara" is a good person who will tell her to be careful ≈ the subordinates he knows are not bad. Today, he is also a pure and flawless person in the bottom of Hong Kong and black. Protected beautiful girl.

It's hard to tell who should be sober.