[Comprehensive] I don't want to be the heroine

This guy, it would be quieter if he turned into a stone, right? "

Osamu Dazai, who had already understood Sogayan's anger, immediately ignited something called "desire to survive".

He still had a decent smile on his face: "Hey~ Yan Jiang, listen to me~"

The bridge is demolished before crossing the river, and the donkey is killed before the mill is unloaded.

Osamu Dazai picked up the white unknown creature that was rolling beside him, and handed it to Su Woyan like a treasure.

"Look, Yanjiang, don't I want to contribute to your latest new mission?"

"So I relied on my own wisdom to catch the culprit~"

The culprit, Cupid: "..."

It sighed again: Human beings are really full of lies.

Chuya Nakahara, who knew his former partner best, saw through Osamu Dazai's lies at a glance.

The gravity user of Mafia at the port directly broke the truth: "But this guy told you everything about the witch, right?"

The author has something to say: Nakahara Chuya: Kill Osamu Dazai.

Su Woyan: I second the proposal.

The Temperament of Horse Monkey Shochu

The smile on Osamu Dazai's face froze for a moment.

"how could be?"

Nakahara Chuya and Su Woyan sat down beside him.

Su Woyan took out a Shizuoka melon from her bag, split it in half with a magic wand, and handed the other half to Zhongyuan Zhongya.

She also carefully took out two spoons and handed one to Nakahara Nakaya.

Zhongyuan Zhong also took the melon dully: "Where did you get the melon?"

Su Woyan said calmly: "Please buy it from the restaurant, and charge it to Mr. Sen's account."

As we all know, Shizuoka honeydew melon costs 200 US dollars a piece, which can be regarded as a model of price in the Japanese fruit industry.

"..." Zhong Yuanzhong also covered his face. "I just asked you, how did you get the melon out of the bag?"

Su Woyan's bag looks like a small and thin bag, and it is reasonable to put chocolates, magic wands, and things like the seeds of lamentation in it.

But this cantaloupe... how did it get in there?

"Four-dimensional pocket." Su Gayan patted his shoulder bag, "You can even put Chuya and Dazai in it together."

Nakahara Chuya: "... Bah, who wants to be put in with the mackerel?"

Su Woyan blinked: "Is this the point?"

Caught between the two, Osamu Dazai felt isolated without melons and spoons.

He put down Cupid in his arms awkwardly, and looked at his partner and friends.

"Yanjiang~" Osamu Dazai moved his head closer, "I want to have a bite too~"

Nakahara Chuya quickly dug a spoonful of melon into Dazai Osamu's mouth.

Osamu Dazai felt a little uncomfortable with this mouthful of honeydew melon, he reluctantly chewed it a few times and swallowed it, complaining expressionlessly:

"Chuya, I don't like being fed by men."

Nakahara also stuffed the melon and spoon directly into Dazai Osamu's hands.

"You think I'd like to feed you?"

Su Woyan dug out the melon himself, and stuffed the uneaten half of the melon into Zhongyuan Zhongye's hand.

"Hey, Chuya, let's eat this one."

Before Nakahara could react, Osamu Dazai, who was holding half a melon, looked at him pitifully.

The mackerel who defected from the organization had starlets all over his eyes.

"Chuya, will you trade with me?"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also annoyed by his nervousness: "Aren't these two copies exactly the same?"

The melon he gave Dazai hadn't been eaten yet, and the only piece he dug out was fed into this guy's mouth.

Osamu Dazai turned his head away and snorted: "Nakaya is really stingy."

Nakahara Chuya: "...You guys are really inexplicable."

Osamu Dazai turned around and dug up the honeydew melon in his hand.

He had absolutely no intention of explaining this inexplicable behavior.

He won't help Zhong Yuan Zhong also recognize his own intentions - isn't this helping his rival in love to move forward emotionally?

If the Central Plains also marched towards the broad road, what would he do with Dazai?

Osamu Dazai thought: So, Chuya should not understand who he likes, right?Never understand it.

Just as the old partners were chattering with each other, Su Woyan, who had no melon in his hand, raised his head.

She stretched out her hand to the right, and her white palm spread out in front of Osamu Dazai:

"Dazai, give it back to me."

The girl's palms were fair and tender, and she was fighting with a magic wand every day, but she didn't necessarily have calluses.

Her fingers are also slender, with a very beautiful hand shape, which seems to be very suitable for playing the piano.

Osamu Dazai was silent for a while, and handed out the honeydew melon that he hadn't eaten a few bites yet.

Although I can't get Su Woyan's honeydew melon, it is good to pass the honeydew melon I have eaten to Su Woyan.

Su Woyan raised his eyelids: "...not this one."

Hearing this, Osamu Dazai had a innocent and harmless smile on his face.

Putting this smile on other people's faces may really make people feel the compliments such as "young son is innocent" and "juvenile innocence".

But on the face of this person whose heart is so dark that even CT can't see through, it will definitely be interpreted as "other plans".

But Osamu Dazai really looks good when he smiles.

His appearance is handsome and gentle, even the slightly curly black hair is soft.

The soul is also soft - a pool of soft black mud, once you step into it, you don't even think about pulling yourself out.

He smiled and put the honeydew melon into Nakahara Nakaya's hand.

Chuya Nakahara, with half a honeydew melon in his left hand and half a honeydew melon in his right: "...?"

Osamu Dazai turned his back to Chuya Nakahara, "just in time" blocking his old partner's view.

He held the girl's hand from below, bringing the white and delicate palm closer to him.

The other hand gently covered the girl's hand, the fingers were slightly curled up together, and the soft fingertips repeatedly slid from Su Woyan's palm to the fingertips.

Osamu Dazai asked, "Then what does Yan-chan want from me?"

Su Woyan's scalp went numb, if she hadn't been friends with Osamu Dazai for many years, she would have beaten him over with a magic wand.

The pink-haired girl didn't answer, but instead asked, "Are you sick?"

Osamu Dazai has a perfect smile on his face—this is the expression he had when he asked the young lady in the coffee shop to die for love.

He gave a rather neurotic reply: "Yeah, is Yan Jiang going to help me heal my illness?"

Su Wo said: "...see a doctor if you are sick, thank you."

"The doctor can't cure me."

Osamu Dazai let go of one hand, covering his chest.

"This is a heart disease, Yan Jiang."

Su Woyan glanced at him suspiciously.

"Dazai, although I thought you were different, I didn't expect you to be so unique..."

Dazai's expression lit up.

Su Woyan continued: "Does your heart even grow on the right side?"

The pink-haired girl muttered softly: "It's reasonable that Dazai's heart is different from normal people's, after all, normal people's hearts are not so dark..."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

He silently put down his hand covering his right chest.

This is too embarrassing.

"Yanjiang, listen to me, what I have is lovesickness." Osamu Dazai said, "Only you are my medicine..."

Su Woyan immediately withdrew his hand: "No, I will not die for love."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

As if afraid that he would slip away, Su Woyan directly grabbed his wrist.

"Don't change the topic, give me back the seed of lament."

"It's my hard work, not yours."

Osamu Dazai: "I just borrowed it to take a look, Yan-chan is really stingy."

The confession of true love was misunderstood, and his intention to change the topic was also exposed. Osamu Dazai could only honestly hand over three seeds of lamentation.

Three seeds of lament fell into Su Woyan's hands.

The pink-haired girl breathed a sigh of relief.

Osamu Dazai picked up half of the honeydew melon from Nakahara Nakaya's arms - the half of the melon that Su Gayan took away.

He held the honeydew melon in one hand, and waved goodbye casually twice with the other: "Then I'll be leaving first, I'll work the night shift tonight."

"Wait, Dazai."

Zhong Yuanzhong also stopped him in time.

As one of the double blacks, the polished diamond of Port Mafia, Nakahara has always been the one who understands his partner best.

"Is there anything else, Chuya?" Osamu Dazai turned around with a smile.

The smile on his face must be ranked first on the list of the most fake smiles in Yokohama.

"Tell me something quickly. I don't want to be late for the night shift. The reason why I hang out at night is to talk to men."

Zhong Yuanzhong also said with disgust: "No one wants to talk to you."

He stretched out his hand: "Return the seed of lament you just stole."

Su Woyan immediately went to look through his bag, and sure enough, there were only the three bags that he had just thrown away.

She raised her head and looked at Osamu Dazai with doubts in her eyes: Is it interesting to sneak around like this?

People's adaptability is indeed very strong. After encountering this kind of thing again and again, Su Woyan won't even be angry.

What good is anger?

It's better to turn anger into action, and report revenge on the spot.

Su Woyan rolled up his sleeves.

Zhongya Nakahara protected the seed of lament he had just brought back and Su Woyan's shoulder bag, while using gravity to hold Su Woyan who jumped high.

Gravity control doesn't work very well - creatures like magical girls are anti-Newtonian.

Therefore, Zhong Yuanzhong could only hug her by the waist.

"Don't be impulsive! Su Wo!" Nakahara Zhongya persuaded, "It's not worth ruining the future of a hero for this kind of scum!"

Murder pays life and pays debts-and the law also stipulates this.

If Su Woyan beat Osamu Dazai to death with physical means on the spot, I don't know if she will have to go to jail or not, maybe the higher ups will send her a pennant.But no matter whether she sits in prison or not, she must not be a hero if she has such a case of "violent murder".

The profession of a hero still has very strict requirements on people's conduct.