[Comprehensive] Confession Mask

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In the morning, the streets of Yokohama.

When Mishima Yusae put on the suit she had just arrived in Yokohama, packed her luggage and left Chuya's apartment, the sky had already brightened.

But the sun in the morning is hidden behind the gray clouds, and only the wisps of sunlight pass through, making the air a bit cold.

Speaking of which, it is obviously not the first time to erase other people's memories...

But for some reason, this time, she was filled with guilt.

She didn't ask Chuya to say what she said, or what she knew in her heart.

It's great that I didn't hear it, otherwise the sadness in her heart would be even heavier at this moment, right?

She sat on the chair on the seaside promenade with her wallet in her hand, and fell asleep with her suitcase in her arms without paying attention.

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the other side.

A familiar piece of music rang in Zhongye's ears.

It was already eleven o'clock in the morning when he woke up from the bed.

His bare/naked upper body was wrapped in a bandage, which reminded him of the decisive battle between himself and Mishima Yusao on the street yesterday. Speaking of which, he didn't know that his nerve was broken at that time, so he rushed Go up to protect the woman who will only cause him trouble?

"Speaking of which, my head hurts... Could it be that she gave me alcohol last night?" Zhongyuan Zhong also rubbed the back of his head with disgust, picked up the phone and connected the call, and then talked to the person on the phone. The Boss at the head said hello: "Good day, Boss."

"Chuya, you will come back later to organize a trip. There is a translation document that I want you and Ms. Mishima to see."

"...Well, I know, I'll tell Mishima later."

Zhongya Nakahara answered quite simply, but when he answered like this, Mori Ogai on the other end of the phone hesitated for a moment. He paused on the side of the microphone, and then said in a smiling voice: "Nakaya , did you quarrel with Ms. Mishima?"

"Huh? Nothing happened." Nakahara Zhong also answered simply.

"Really? I always feel that your reaction is different from yesterday's."

"Yesterday's reaction? Haven't I always been like this?"

"Hmm...it seems to be all right."

Mori Ogai's answer was very meaningful, as if he didn't realize that it was the same "Mishima", and the emotions he melted into were completely different from yesterday - and Nakahara also thought that he didn't understand the Boss very well as before. Thinking about something, since he received the mission instructions, he simply hung up the phone.

Immediately afterwards, he ran to the bathroom to take a morning shower habitually, shave his beard and prepare to change the bandage... Although this kind of corrosion injury is not serious, it should not be bandaged for too long.

Thinking this way, Chuya was about to touch the small knot on the bandage with his hands, and saw the crooked and reversed Japanese characters on it through the reflection of the mirror - "idiot".

This is called Zhongyuan Zhong, and he couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth in a disfigured way.

...Is that guy an elementary school student?He actually wrote on the bandage!What if the ink penetrated the bandage and printed on his skin!Zhong Yuanzhong was also so angry that his eyes turned into white inverted triangles, so he took off the bandage angrily and went to the living room, planning to find the girl sleeping on the sofa and scold her, but found that she always It was the nested position, and there was only a pure white note left.

——"Skip work for a while and help me deal with Mr. Mori."

"What the hell? You're still skipping work? Is that guy Mishima out of his mind?"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also trembling with anger, and subconsciously wanted to crumple up the little note she left and throw it away, but just as his palms tightened, he suddenly felt an unknown pain in his heart.

His brows naturally moved closer to the center of his brows, and then he subconsciously aimed at the note left by Mishima Yusa. Just now he almost felt that she had put poison on the note, otherwise why did he want to destroy the note? , Heart pain?

——Chuya, did you quarrel with Ms. Mishima?

At the same time, Boss's laughing words just now appeared in his mind unexpectedly, making him feel a strange sense of disobedience.Zhongyuan Zhong also walked to the bathroom with bare feet, glanced at the bandage stained with marker ink, and felt pain in his head.

And in the heart, there is an inexplicable sense of emptiness.

But he didn't know why...

"How do you feel, something is missing..." Zhongyuan Zhong also murmured in confusion, and then his eyes fell on the living room where she was missing.

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And the same phone ringing also woke up Mishima Yusa who was sleeping on the beach.

Feeling a little tired, she took out her smartphone from her pocket, looked at the string of unfamiliar numbers on it, but said it was from the Italian area, and without thinking about it, she connected the phone and held the receiver to her ear.

"Good morning~ You Sae-chan, it should be morning over there, right?"

"...It's a skeleton."

Yusae Mishima narrowed his eyes, listened to the male voice that could convey the breath of beating just by calling, stood up again, stretched, and then answered with half-closed eyes: "It is indeed morning, you are looking for me What's the matter? Call me from the phone booth."

"Kufufu, have you been recently..." Rokudo Mukuro's laughter on the other side of the microphone was as mysterious as ever, and Mishima Yukao listened to his voice, because he was not in a good mood, he interrupted him: " Long story short."

"Well, You Sae-chan is seeking truth from facts as always." There seemed to be a low laugh from Liudaokuo, and then he got to the point again: "'Over there' seems to want to take something in the Avengers Prison. Take it out, why..."

"What? Impossible!"

Yukae Mishima was so frightened by Liudaomu's words that she fell asleep completely. She stared at the microphone with round eyes, subconsciously seeming to want to see Liudaomu's expression through the microphone, so as to judge whether his words were a bad joke or today's. Unfortunately it was April [-]st.

But of course, Mishima Yusae didn't see anything.

Therefore, she could only hold the phone and listen to Liu Dao Mu finish the rest of the matter——

"It's true. The eyeliner I placed in the Avengers Prison has noticed it two weeks ago. There has been some movement there, and it is likely that 'him' has been discovered."

"I don't believe it!" Mishima quickly expressed his judgment: "There is no way to control him over there, and 'his consciousness' is in my hands, and currently only I have the authority Decide whether that thing can be released, and besides that, they can't afford to attack the Avengers Prison..."

"...Calm down Yu Sae-chan, what's wrong with you today? It sounds very calm."

"Sorry...something just happened to me."

Mishima sighed on her forehead, besides her feeling of guilt towards Chuya made her irritated, in fact the situation on her side is also very bad, there are more and more strange stories coming to attack Yokohama - and the red one I saw yesterday The room is also a proper proof that Fiaba is sending out more and more powerful monsters to this city. If she doesn't quickly find a way to deal with all this, it will only cause more casualties.

And the success or failure of all this depends on her. If she fails to do well, everything will be destroyed, especially the side of the Avengers Prison...

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself, Sawada seems to be planning to make some moves recently." Liudaokui raised the corners of his mouth on the phone, and mentioned the tenth generation of the mafia that he cared about very much. His tone seemed to have infiltrated a bit of ghosts: "Besides, I can also free up my partner to help you."

Liu Daoku arranged the matter properly in a few words.

This made Mishima Yuka feel a little guilty, and she frowned lightly: "Are you really convenient? I know that Pengo Li has also encountered a little trouble recently."

"If you don't deal with the problem on your side, it will only lead to bigger troubles." Liu Daomu said quite firmly: "Kufufu...don't forget the accident in Italy many years ago, I also witnessed it for all to see."

The "accident" that Liudaokuo said so lightly made Mishima Yukao's heart tighten.

...Yes, speaking of which, she really needs their help.

So, she quickly agreed to Liu Dao Mu's suggestion.

However, just as she was about to turn around and leave the seashore, just as she was about to go back to get her suitcase back, she saw beside her suitcase, at some point, there was a tall and slender man in a windbreaker, with hands and feet wrapped in bandages. man.

I don't know when he appeared here, but his aura was so faint that Yusae Mishima couldn't even notice it at all.

Her light-colored pupils were filled with astonishment. In contrast, the scoundrel who appeared suddenly became smiling the moment he met her gaze—it seemed that he was really a little happy.

"Yo! Good morning, Mishima-chan."

"Mr. Dazai..."

She stared at him vigilantly, the thought of "wanting to get the suitcase back" was clearly written on her face.

However, facing the lady's clear thoughts, the slender man with brown natural curly hair just tilted his head slightly, and his unfathomable pupils looked at Mishima carefully from bottom to top with meaningful eyes. You Xie, and, restlessly resting her right hand on her suitcase.

"I guess you're homeless now..."

The smile on the corner of Dazai Osamu's mouth was full of cunning and evil.

"I don't know if you are interested in accepting my previous invitation to live together? It's still early. If you come back to the Armed Detective Agency with me, maybe you can still drink the coffee that Kunikida-kun made with the new coffee machine."

He stood up from the bench with his suitcase in his arms, and walked in front of Mishima Yukao with his slender legs—this was the first time he stood close to her, and she didn't walk away from him. escape in front of you.

This is natural, everything about her has long been guessed by this man, and she knows that he will not try to test her previous warning with "disqualification in the world".

But she still instinctively dislikes this man who exudes a villainous aura.

"...What? Don't Mishima-chan like it? Then our Armed Detective Agency also has high-grade fruit juice hidden by Mr. Ranpo... But I don't recommend it. After all, if you drink it secretly, it would be very dangerous to make Mr. Ranpo angry. Yes, teasing Kunikida-kun is more in line with the ideal value for money entertainment."

Dazai Osamu over there still said irrelevant words with a bright smile on his face, but Mishima Yusao understood every word.

——The next step is for the Armed Detective Agency to take you in.

That's all he meant.

—but she didn't like him, really.

After all, this man can always see through all her ideal actions and know everything she needs.

Who would like the feeling of being seen through?

But the hateful thing is that in the current situation, she can only nod and say yes to Osamu Dazai's invitation.

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