Xigong Yueyu was stunned.

Osamu Dazai: Where did you think of this...... You don't think you're pretending to be calm, do you......

He has long been accustomed to this kind of thing between life and death, maybe he sees more than Osamu Dazai, and even Osamu Dazai's secretive torture, he has also practiced a lot of tricks with the vest. Not to mention how many things the identity of Nishinomiya Tsurukage will see, Liang Yuzawa and Aoki Ling, the two vests who have dealt with them combined, I am afraid that there are many more people than Osamu Dazai.

And counting some of the vests that have been discarded over the years, he will only do more, no less.

If he wants to return from good to good, there are some things he has to do.

Thinking about it this way, he is really good at deceiving feelings, and he is not a sincere, kind and lovely person at all, and he is even more annoying than a guy like Osamu Dazai who is frightening on the surface.

"Even I would feel guilty if you were like this."

"Dazai-kun......" Nishinomiya Yueyu hugged the Dazai cat and patted him twice on the back, "You are the same." There is no need to force myself into another life for my sake. ”

They didn't spread much dog food in such an atmosphere, and quickly took care of the rest of the matter and identified the bodies one by one.

Sure enough, it's the people of IIC.

The safe that Oda found at the hotel where Ango was staying was opened to be an old-fashioned firearm called the "Gray Ghost", a firearm that should have been phased out a long time ago is rarely seen today. But the people of the IIC seem to have used this gun as a status symbol in order to assert their identity as a war ghost.

So here's the problem.

Ango Sakaguchi, why does it hide their status symbol?

None of the people present were stupid, but no one dared to find out. In a slightly dull atmosphere, Oda Saku, who had temporarily finished this phase of the investigation, decided to go home and rest for a while.

His home, or where he now lives, is a house that a curry shop owner kindly rents to him, so that he can eat spicy curry anytime, anywhere.

"Oda, you're back."

Oda Sakunosuke only subconsciously took half a step back, and was pressed by a strong hand on his shoulder, and he was escorted into the curry shop and sat down in a gesture that could not be refused.

"Senpai." Sakunosuke Oda's sitting posture was restrained. A few minutes ago, he was still haunted by the fog of this incident, and his heart was faintly anxious, and now he left all those things behind in an instant.

The steaming curry rice bowl was served, which was extra spicy and his favorite flavor.

But Sakunosuke Oda was not happy at all.

He bowed his head deeply, and there was a feeling that the elementary and middle school students who did not pass the exam were being lectured by their parents at the dinner table, and Osamu Dazai on the side looked stupid.

"Wow...... Odasaku, you look so miserable now. He came with Nishinomiya Yueyu, and when Oda Saku was fished away, he just said by the way, "Is this the pigeon that was urged by the editor to change?" ”

Ryohasawa supported his chin with one hand, and his blue eyes glanced at Osamu Dazai obliquely, and then fell back to Oda Sakunosuke: "Oda, I said that the manuscript to be handed in at the end of the month is already the 27th today." ”

Sakunosuke Oda ate a bite of spicy curry.

Hot sweat and cold sweat fluttered out together.

"No. 27," Ryohasawa narrowed his eyes and asked very dangerously, "How much did you write?" ”

The big Oda pigeon swallowed his saliva and let out a "coo" in his throat. Facing Liang Yuze's murderous gaze, he replied in a low voice: "I'm writing ......"

In writing.

These three words are like a girl who is still wearing makeup at home but has to say that she is already downstairs, a man who is still lying on the bed without moving at all but wants to send a message saying that he is already driving on the road, and a student who has to sincerely say to his parents that he has written more than half of the workbook without opening the homework book at all.

These three words have been heard countless times by editors since they started their careers.

Oda Sakunosuke only dared to bow his head and work silently.

Mori Ouwai is his own boss, terrifying. Liang Yuze is also his own boss, terrifying. Why do you have to work twice as hard as a human being and face double the threat?

He thinks life is so difficult.

It feels like it's going to be served on a baking tray in the next second, turned into a fresh roasted pigeon, and finely chopped off.

He would have had countless reasons to say, but under Liang Yuze's gaze, those words were too pale. Yes, he was busy at work, but he really didn't write anything for the first 27 days of the month, not only did he not put pen to paper, but he also got into the p drinking as if he were running away.

Osamu Dazai: "Huh? Oda decided to write a second book? ”

"It's just a short monthly magazine, and I promised it when it was published." Xigong Yueyu answered for him, and they also ordered curry rice, "At the end of the month, it only takes 30,000 words." 30,000 words...... I believe that Oda-kun will be able to write 10,000 or 20,000 a day. ”

Sakunosuke Oda: 、、、

"But in the past two days, Mr. Mori has been arrested to work as a laborer, so I can't write."

Osamu Dazai always heard Oda Sakura mention the extra spicy curry, and he was itchy and ordered a super spicy one himself, but he couldn't help it the moment he put it in his mouth. The spicy meaning was like a volcanic eruption that rushed straight to the heavenly spirit cover, and finally gathered on the tip of his tongue, and he drank ice water frantically. After a mouthful of food, half a glass of water disappeared, and Xigong Yueyu seriously doubted that he would drink enough because of drinking water.

"Don't eat this," he gave Osamu Dazai his portion of the normally flavored curry, and took the spicy curry himself, "Dazai-kun, you don't want your throat to be dumb for the next half a day, do you?" ”

"Uh-huh, I can do it!"

Stubborn cats must not say that they can't do it.

"If it's a job, it's understandable." Ryoyuzawa didn't say more, just stared at Oda Sakura with a stressful gaze, trying to manipulate the other party with his gaze to immediately pick up the pen and write.

The curry shop manager: "Oda and Ryoha have a really good relationship. ”

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai was still dissipating heat from the tip of his tongue, and he swallowed his voice, "Boss, do you know Liang Yuzawa too?" ”

"He's been here for a week."

This time, it was Osamu Dazai's turn to face in horror: "What-Oda Saku, you can't live with him, right-"

"It's just to make it easier to take care of Oda and make him more attentive to his writing."

Sakunosuke Oda sweats like rain continuously.

Osamu Dazai immediately understood something: "So I was in p...... for a week in a row"

Sakunosuke Oda's soul turned into a dove and flew out.

……

Although he wanted to urge the draft, the order of the leader of the AFIA was obviously ahead of the line, and Ryohasawa did not lock Oda Sakura in the small black house, but planned his itinerary peacefully and decided to stay for another three days.

Osamu Dazai set a trap and waited for the IIC people to take the bait, and sure enough, he quickly caught a few live fish and sent them for torture.

Only this time, he didn't bring Xigong Yueyu again.

He's a bit grumpy.

This irritability reached its peak at the moment when he learned that Ryunosuke Akutagawa had killed his captive.

Looking at Akutagawa Ryunosuke's stubborn and unmistakable face, Osamu Dazai was about to laugh angrily. He finally couldn't hold back his fist and punched him, took his subordinate's gun again, smoothly opened the safety bolt, and shot at Akutagawa Ryunosuke expressionlessly.

The supernatural Rashomon finally played its role, cutting off the space and becoming a protective screen.

Got a workout under extreme high pressure.

Osamu Dazai always felt that Ryunosuke Akutagawa was out of the range where rotten wood could not be carved and barely usable, and from time to time he was angry with high blood pressure. He asked his subordinates to investigate the corpse, but he was so angry that he fell into contemplation when he was told by the fools' "What should we investigate the corpse?", "The subordinates think that Oda Sakunosuke is not worthy of your friend", and "The subordinates think that Nishinomiya Yueyu is not worthy either".

Why the hell do you want to work with these idiots?

Not to mention that Oda Sakunosuke, who has different abilities, can't deal with them, even if they play with Yueyue, who has poor physical fitness and poor physical fitness, it is estimated that they will be deceived to the point that there is no scum left.

He was on the verge of exploding in his heart, and he could only indifferently order everything to prevent a real fool from doing something that shouldn't be done.

Maybe it's because his familiar friends aren't there, Osamu Dazai let his anger attack for a while, and it was very difficult to calm down. Today, he doesn't look like the fifteen-year-old who fired several shots at corpses, but that doesn't mean those emotions are gone now. They are simply buried deeper, and the work at AFIA does not alleviate them, but rather worsens.

Osamu Dazai kept a calm face as he watched his subordinates search the captive's entire body, even the dirt and crumbs on his shoes.

Sometimes he doesn't want to know a thing, just because he doesn't want to know. It's clear that I've been swept up and have to go down, but I feel that I should slow down, slow down and explore, or don't explore, let those truths be silent.

Occasionally self-deception is not ashamed.

But he had already spoiled the result in advance, and he already knew that the price was-

This is how he tried to escape Ango's behavior.

The password of the warehouse, the symbol of the IIC, and...... A document sent to an email address by an anonymous person.

For the first time, Osamu Dazai was disgusted with his overly keen observation.

If there had been no violent joy, there would have been no corresponding loss, no blooming, and no lament for decay and withering. He picked up a leaf that had been scavenged from the captive, the leaf had begun to rot, and half of its veins were exposed. There is no eternity in the world, and everything will decay.

What is gained is always lost.

But.

Osamu Dazai was indifferent and asked his subordinates to investigate where there were such leaves in Yokohama.

There was a slight sense of apprehension.

How did he feel like he hadn't gotten it yet......

[A super-large cup of Aquaman: I'm home!] 】

[A super-large cup of Aquaman: I'm going to see your work today because I'm curious about Dazai-kun's daily life, and I'm sorry if I cause trouble. 】

[A super large cup of Aquaman: Don't worry I can't accept it, if I can't accept it, I will definitely say it directly. I just want to know more about Dazai-kun. 】

[A super-large cup of Aquaman: I feel like this is a necessary process. 】

Is it necessary for the process......

Osamu Dazai flipped through the information.

However, I can't accept the reality of the ......

It's him......