[Bungo Stray Dogs] With the Light and the Dust

"It's really good wine, Dazai-kun." Sitting cross-legged on the moss-covered stone steps, the old man was dressed in a ragged kimono like a hermit.A pair of gray pupils locked in the wisdom of a thousand years, and the dimples on the cheeks make people feel childish and evil at the same time. ①

The old man shook the sake jug, drank the wine in one gulp, and then smacked his lips, "It's not from Nada Gogo, nor is it from Fushimi Ward... um... it's the long-lost [wine from troubled times]."

He smiled happily.

"If Kyogoku-san wants to talk about alcohol with me, I might be disappointed. I don't have much research on alcohol, but I have to say... Kanida (a kind of sake that Dazai often drinks) and canned crab meat are a good pairing."

Osamu Dazai said casually, put his hands in his pockets, bent over to look down at the nearby well, and said curiously, "I heard that if you pray and worship in front of this well, you will become a wicked person."

"It's just an excuse for fools." The hermit-like old man, a sorcerer named Kyogoku Natsuhiko, smiled mockingly, his gray pupils hidden a ghostly strategy, quietly shining.

"A person who dares to release the [evil] in his heart depends on the theory of ghosts and gods. How can he compare with a wicked person like Mr. Dazai?"

"Hey——I really don't want to be told that by the sorcerer." Osamu Dazai straightened up, left the bottomless well, and walked towards Kyogoku Natsuhiko.

"Then Dazai-kun, why did you come to find this old man?" Without moving his head, Kyogoku Natsuhiko narrowed his eyes, and rolled his eyes as Dazai moved.

"It's an interesting thing. I want to ask Mr. Kyogoku if he is interested in participating." Osamu Dazai raised the corners of his lips slowly, "About..."

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"Did someone buy the house on the opposite side?" An intelligence officer belonging to the Ministry of the Interior's non-public organization [Supernatural Special Affairs Section], y Village Shenyue, whose job is to monitor the super supernatural person [Murder Detective] Aya y Pedestrian .

On this day, when ?y Village Shenyue arrived at the downstairs of Aya?y Detective Agency, she saw several furniture company cars parked in front of the house across the road from the office building, and the staff took all kinds of furniture out of the car. Moved to the house.

Because of the particularity of Aya?y's pedestrians, ?y Murakami was very vigilant about anything happening around Aya?y's detective agency, and immediately asked the support troops after discovering this incident.

"This is the second team of the support force. The person who bought the house opposite has been investigated, and his identity is undoubtedly confirmed."

That is to say, ordinary citizens.

?y Village Shenyue hooked the car key on her finger and turned it around a few times. When she was about to enter the narrow entrance of the office, she saw one car after another coming from the other side of the street with her Auston Martin. Dock together.

Then a teenager in a small suit got out of the car, looked around and walked towards where she was with a clear goal.

The boy was about fifteen or sixteen years old, and the tie in his small suit was neatly tied. He looked like a little gentleman from a good family.

"Excuse me, miss, are you the clerk of Aya?y Detective Agency?" The boy stopped politely about five steps away from Shenyue in the village of?y, and asked with his head raised slightly.

"Little brother, are you here to entrust?"?Y Village Shenyue did not refute, although the other party did not seem to be threatening, she would not let down her vigilance.

The boy slightly curled his mouth and nodded.

Although Aya's pedestrians are closely monitored, a detective is a detective after all, and it is his job to solve incidents and problems, so he often accepts commissions from various individuals, institutions, and military and government parties.

"Come with me."?Y Village Shenyue covered her mouth and coughed, and said something to the boy.

Walking to the office on the second floor, Shenyue of ?y Village opened the door, and a faint smell of smoke wafted out.

Vaulted ceilings, several caramel-colored rattan chairs, and bookcases with high ceilings standing against the wall.The ceiling fan on the ceiling slowly stirred the sultry air in the room, and the western-style antique lamps cast orange lights in the room. It was clearly morning, but there was a lazy atmosphere.

There are two cats on the ground - the black cat and the three-haired cat - lying at the owner's feet, yawning boredly.Hearing the sound of the door opening, the black cat lazily raised its head to glance at the door, then meowed indifferently.

Rather than saying that this is a detective agency, it is better to say that it is a tea room in a bungalow.

The owner of the office was swinging on a rocking chair in the middle of the room, holding a book in one hand, and puffing away slowly.

"...Hi, Village ?y, good morning."②

The young man on the rocking chair, with a vine-purple peaked cap on his head, sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, has fair skin like the dead.With his leather-gloved fingers, he twirled and fiddled with the lighted thin pipe.

"Ling? Teacher y——" Shen Yue of y village took a deep breath. Because there was an unaware young man present, she held back the words of questioning for the time being, "You have an entrustment to come to the door."

"Oh." Aya Pedestrian just responded flatly, without even raising his head.

The young man behind Shenyue in ?y Village came out, turned his eyes restrainedly and politely around Ling y, and then said, "Hello, Detective Ling y, I am entrusted by the teacher to entrust you with a matter."

"This entrustment, if possible, I hope no one will sit in on it."

?Hearing this, Shenyue of y village frowned, and subconsciously said, "No way!"

The boy and Aya's pedestrians all looked at her.

"I'm very sorry, little brother, maybe this involves your privacy, but the conversation must be under my watch—" Shenyue of y village is tasked to keep an eye on Aya y's pedestrians 24 hours a day, and it is impossible for the client to Be alone with him.

"In this case, there is no other way." The boy sighed, closed the door and walked in. "Then, please listen."

The boy spoke up.

His name is Chiyejiu. This surname reminds Shenyue of ?y village of the Chiye chaebol of the family business, but this time Chiyejiu entrusted him in his own name.

And what he entrusted...

Is it after more than a month to deduce where a page is located? ? ?

"Looking for a page? No, wait, why did you look for it a month later?" Shenyue y village made an incomprehensible voice.

Chiyejiu replied with a normal expression, "Because it will be lost in a month."

This sentence, how should I put it, at first glance is full of jokes, but Shenyue of y village couldn't say anything for a while.

Will Mr. Ayay accept this kind of commission?

She couldn't help but glanced secretly at the pedestrian on the rocking chair.

The young man had already sat up, clasped his hands, put his thumbs against his chin, and closed his eyes as if thinking.

What's going on with this, this reaction? Could it be that I'm thinking too simply?

?Y Village Shenyue couldn't help but think.

"I won't take this commission now, let your teacher come to me by himself." After a while, Ayaya opened his eyes. Behind the sunglasses was a cold gaze that instantly cooled everything down, but he didn't know Is it the illusion of Shenyue y village, she seems to see a different light in the eyes of Ling y pedestrians than usual.

Until she sent Chiyejiu out of the office, she didn't think about what the unusual light represented.

"Who is your teacher...?" Shenyue of y village couldn't help asking Chiyejiu.

Chi Yejiu stopped beside the car, and the driver in the car had already opened the door for him. He stood at the door and said, "My teacher, his name is Osamu Dazai."

After finishing speaking, Chiyejiu opened his hands to Shenyue of ?y village, and there was a small silver key lying in his palm.

"This is from Dazai-sensei to Ango Sakaguchi of the Supernatural Special Affairs Section, can you please pass it on to Ms. Y Village?"

The author has something to say: ①②The original part.

I looked it up again, only to find out that Mr. Ling?y has a cat!Two hey! ! !One black and one white! ! ! ! !heart beat QAQ

And the environment of Aya?y's office is simply the detective office of dreams!

Of course, there is also the face of Teacher Aya?y.

The idle and bored leader Zai started to make trouble, and invited the sorcerer and the murder detective to make trouble [Smile begins to be unrestrained.jpg]

When Chiyeji arrives in Yokohama, it will be the Dazai fan exchange meeting (bu) true love fan Dundun, overly toxic Wei mustard, rational fan Jiu.