[Bungo Stray Dogs] After offering sacrifices to heaven, I actually traveled through time

After the school festival ended, the school started to go to class normally. From the day the school festival ended, I didn’t see Chuya Nakahara very often. Maybe it was too busy?I accidentally saw the other party coming back in a hurry, the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood on his body was still there, and the dark circles under his eyes were scary, which made me suspect that the other party had never left work at all.

Ango Sakaguchi, a senior social animal in the Supernatural Secret Service Division, has a deep understanding-there is no problem of going to work if you don’t go to work. It is impossible to go to work, but it is impossible in this life, and overtime does not exist.There are 360 ​​five days in a year, 360 of which are at work.

After Ango Sakaguchi, Chuya Nakahara became an excellent social animal.

The famous "Double Black" duo is clearly a partner of the same group but has a completely different fate. When Zhongyuan Zhong was busy, Dazai Osamu was still lazily slumped on the high chair in the bar .

The bar is located in the basement, and there are no windows in the room. The small space in the basement is filled with bar counters and stools, empty bottles placed against the walls, taciturn regulars and bartenders in crimson vests. People in the aisle can only shoulder to shoulder.

There is a famous bar in Ginza called "Lupin". This bar is also the place where the Big Three of the "Rogue Faction" often meet and drink to pass the time. It is not surprising in this world.After I opened the door and entered the bar, I saw Osamu Dazai lying on the bar counter like a boneless fish.

Everyone here is a member of the port mafia, why are you so handsome!

I am also indignant for the Central Plains!

As for why I'm here?It started from the day I bald Mr. Cat’s tail. Ever since I accidentally bald Mr. Cat’s tail that day, I have always felt uneasy. His tail was bald, and he couldn't sleep well, so I bought a ball of wool with the same color as its tail, and wove it an ugly cover that could be put on its tail and small dried fish made of catnip. Tian made the name and location of the bar where it stayed for a long time, and came to apologize to it (by the way, lick the cat).

Osamu Dazai, who was lying on the bar counter, pursed his lips in dissatisfaction and said to the bartender who was wiping the glasses: "It's so boring, is there any detergent mixed with soda water?"

The bartender replied habitually: "No."

I don't know where to start to complain about this conversation. Is it about Osamu Dazai's dedication to the suicide activity or the bartender's habit of making unreasonable demands on Osamu Dazai?

Hearing someone coming down the stairs, he measured himself and looked over, "Miss Shiraki, this is not the place for you, is it?" Osamu Dazai questioned me after seeing me.

"I remember that Mr. Dazai should be the same age as Mr. Nakaya, like 16 years old? Logically speaking, you shouldn't be here, so we shouldn't be embarrassing each other." After all, I didn't come here to be with you. Osamu Dazai quarreled, the most important one was Mr. Cat.

I looked around, and finally found Mr. Cat hiding there in the innermost shadow, with a bald spot on his tail.Teacher Cat saw me as if he saw some kind of beast, and wanted to run away when he saw me.

"I was surprised that Mr. Kitty's tail was so missing, so it was you who did it, Miss Shiraki." Osamu Dazai had an expression of sudden realization.

I always feel that Osamu Dazai is laughing at me, but I have no proof.