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"It's beautiful, right?"

The traces of sparks left by the flying bullets touched the boy's black temples. Osamu Dazai didn't have the slightest intention of avoiding it. He put his hands in his pockets and turned his head slightly to look at me.

There was something in his smile that I couldn't explain clearly, subconsciously I just felt terrified.

I was silent for a while, and answered Dazai Osamu's words in accordance with my heart.

"Yes."

"very beautiful."

It was the most extreme and dazzling fight I have ever seen.

Filled with the beauty brought by the most powerful violence, the blood flowers bloomed little by little, and the air was filled with the smell of dust and blood.That was extreme violence... I thought dizzily, Chuya Nakahara's fighting posture at this moment could easily shock anyone.

I couldn't help but touch the position of the third rib on the left side - that's where the heart is.

Pounding, such a sound was clearly felt by me, and my heart was beating heavily in my body.

It was as if the strings of the shamisen were plucked, and only the trembling aftertaste of the piano sound remained in the silence.The soul seems to have drifted to an unknown distance, and after gradually rising, only gorgeous clouds, magnificent rosy clouds and scorching sunlight can be seen.

He is the light—

Not electricity and not the original mythology, thanks.

As a major in science and engineering, my language vocabulary is relatively scarce. In short, everyone can tell that I am complimenting him for being handsome and charming in fighting.

"Mr. Dazai is really evil." I found that this battle was too one-sided, completely crushed by Nakahara Chuya unconditionally, and there was nothing to complain about, so I could only ask Dazai Osamu to practice his skills.

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai made a nasal sound with an indescribable voice, "I didn't."

"Obviously there is."

As a wounded person, I had no intention of personally fighting the enemy—it should be said that only Osamu Dazai and I were paddling, and Mr. Hirotsu joined the battle very consciously.

"I read the documents on your desk. Mr. Nakahara Chuya's mission today is nearby. If you want to go back to the headquarters of the Port Mafia, you will definitely pass by here." I recalled the contents of the documents on Dazai Osamu's desk. , "According to the relationship between you and Mr. Nakahara Chuya, it seems that the relationship is not very good..."

I use this to be more euphemistic. To be honest, "the relationship is not very good" is flattering Osamu Dazai. I should say that the relationship is "extremely bad" to match the incompatibility between these two people.

Anyway, Osamu Dazai would never let go of the opportunity to cheat Chuya Nakahara.

"In that case, Mr. Chuya Nakahara will probably come." I thought about it and said, "Mr. Chuya Nakahara is not a person who is attacked by others, but he does not fight back."

"If we fight, everything will be easy to talk about."

"Yayoi is such a smart and beautiful girl."

Facing Dazai Osamu's innocent and harmless smile, I didn't feel proud or proud at all... Anyone with a brain can guess this kind of thing, and I suspect that Dazai Osamu deliberately missed it for me.

"Mr. Dazai is overrated, I'm not smart at all." I laughed, "It's just that I'm more talented in gambling."

Osamu Dazai nodded in agreement: "It's a good thing for me if my subordinates are rich."

"?????"

My heart skipped a beat. Does this guy mean that I have to pay for him in the future?

No, are you sorry? ? ?A 16-year-old man asked me a 14-year-old girl to pay for you? ? ?

"Mr. Dazai." I said solemnly and slowly, "I have never seen such a brazen person like you."

"Ah, Yayoi really dare to say it." Dazai Osamu didn't seem to feel angry at all, "I am the boss, but I still say such offensive words."

I apologized to Osamu Dazai without a second's hesitation: "I'm very sorry that I was wrong, but I won't correct it."

I bared my teeth and gave a big smile.

"So I hope you can be more tolerant next time."

"—Are you really interesting?"

"Thank you Mr. Dazai for your compliment."

While I was chatting with Osamu Dazai, Nakahara single-handedly dealt with the armored vehicles, machines/guns and the single/barrel/fire/arrow/cannon they got from nowhere.

The low-level younger brothers brought by Osamu Dazai have basically become groups of moving humanoid background panels, perfectly fulfilling the task of "backing up the Central Plains".

——But I have to write the final task report, and I have to write two copies at a time, one with [-] words or more.

Why the fuck? ? ?

***

At this moment, sitting here, I am lost in thought.

Under Japanese law, drinking alcohol is prohibited under the age of 20.

And now I'm 14 -- at least ostensibly 14 -- and I'm sitting in a bar called Lupine.

The composition of the people participating in this small gathering is as follows—I, Dazai Osamu, and Oda Saku.

It is said that there is another person they know who is in charge of intelligence work... Hey, I remember that the undercover agent of the Ministry of Internal Affairs' Supernatural Secret Service Division lurking in the port mafia is an intelligence officer. The person who came to this small gathering should probably belong to that senior Colleagues.

Or maybe it's just me.

"Would Yayoi want a drink?" Osamu Dazai asked the bartender skillfully for a glass of cold beer.

"Huh? Minors are not allowed to drink alcohol, right? Why are you so proficient, Mr. Dazai?" I turned to look at Odasaku who was sitting beside me, "Does Mr. Odasaku not care about it?"

"Huh?" Oda Saku asked me hesitantly, "Although the law is like this, since it's the Mafia, you shouldn't have to follow it that way, right?"

"...But in Japan, gangsters are legal." I said dully, "That is to say, you, Mr. Dazai, and me, the three of us all have legal jobs."

Odasaku thought for a while, "So that's how it is."

"..."

Odasaku's answer was too honest, and I didn't know how to continue, "If I can also drink, then I would like to try Margaux."

"Margaux? There should be very few people in Yokohama who drink this kind of wine." Osamu Dazai smiled and looked at me. "Most people drink beer, whiskey and so on."

"Because the name sounds good, don't you think so?" I plausibly said, "Because the name sounds good, I want to try whether the wine tastes as good as the name."

Margaux is my code name. Although I know what it is, I have never tried what it tastes like... Although I'd better not drink alcohol, it shouldn't matter if I drink such a little, right?

"...It really fits the thinking of a girl."

While the bartender was still mixing drinks, I turned to ask Odasaku if I could try his wine, and the man agreed very readily... I asked the bartender for a brand new glass, and poured a pale yellow glass into it. The liquid poured a little and tasted it.

I smacked my lips twice, "It feels a bit like the smell of gasoline or sparkling water on rotten rubber shoes..."

"It can't be done." Dazai Osamu took a sip of beer and looked at me with his chin propped on his hands, "Yayoi, you won't get a response if you complain to Oda."

The lighting in the bar is not bright, but a soft and warm orange.The ice cubes in the glass collided lightly, making a crisp sound, and the exposed ice crystals reflected a warm halo.Under such gentle lighting, even Osamu Dazai looked harmless, and the contours of his cheeks softened.

He is really a person who can rely on his face for a living.Smiling with his head slightly tilted, his long and thick eyelashes drooping slightly are delicate and fragile, and the way his eyelashes flutter gently is extremely beautiful.

The premise is that he doesn't speak, doesn't make black mud, and doesn't expose the essence of neurosis.

"Because Oda-kun is a person who can't complain at all."

I first heard footsteps coming from the stairway, and then a young man in a formal suit, retro round-frame glasses, and parted hair appeared.

"Good evening, Ango."

"Good evening, Dazai-kun and Oda-kun." The man called Ango turned his gaze to me, "Who is this?"

Before I answered the question of this young man who seemed to be quite familiar with them, Osamu Dazai started to answer one step ahead of me: "This is Odasaku's child bride."

"..." The young man was strangely silent for a moment, his expression could not be seen clearly after the reflection of the white lens, "Is Oda-kun the kind of person who likes little girls?"

"Huh?" When talking about him, Oda Saku responded, "Yayoi is temporarily staying at my house."

"So it's like this... Dazai-kun misleads people like this every time." The young man seemed relieved, "Hi, it's the first time we meet, I'm Ango Sakaguchi."

"Nice to meet, I am Yayoi Amuro, and I am currently working hard to become Odasaku's wife in two years!" I smiled at him.

"..."

There was another awkward silence, and I seemed to be able to see six trembling ellipses and shocking question marks slowly appearing on Ango Sakaguchi's face.

"Dazai-kun, did you spoil such a young girl like this?"

"Pfft." I understood this time. Anyway, if there is anything wrong, I will blame it on Dazai Osamu. It must be true. If it is Dazai Osamu, it would not be unusual for him to do any kind of thing.

"Ango, you're wronging me for saying that. Yayoi was the one who said she wanted to marry Odasaku the first time we met."

Ango Sakaguchi turned his shocked eyes on me this time, his eyes gradually changed, and finally I could read the meaning in his eyes - I didn't expect you, a little girl, to be like this.

Damn me, although this is the truth, why do I have the illusion of being victimized by wind reviews?

Just as I wanted to organize my words to refute, another person came in at the entrance of the stairs - it is not unusual for someone to come in, but this person caught my attention as soon as he entered the door.

This is an extremely beautiful girl with blond soft long hair and light gray eyes. She is wearing a very well-behaved uniform. Under the red pleated skirt, her slender and straight legs are wearing black thigh socks, revealing her absolute beauty. The small piece of skin in the domain is fair and dazzling.

Osamu Dazai only glanced at it, then looked away without interest.

The girl was sitting in the corner, far away from where the four of us were sitting.

Ango Sakaguchi asked Osamu Dazai strangely in a low voice: "What happened to you today? Didn't you go to talk to that girl just now, and then invited her to die with you?"

"Hey?"

Osamu Dazai pouted.

"I only invite beautiful girls to die in love."

"And this is not a woman."

The author has something to say: Prize quiz: Who is this beautiful girl?

The first ten cute little ones who guessed right will send red envelopes (.

In fact, Yayoi is also blond, blue-eyed, and short of height, so she can wear sister outfits with Alice www

Ango recognized Yayoi but he was very good at pretending.

As for whether Dazai took off Yayoi's vest... this is up to the beholder (.

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Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who cast [Mine]: Sleepiness 1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

9 bottles of Ligui; 1 bottle of Lingqi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!