"Boss," editor Takehara was receiving hot water on the first floor, when he heard the sound of wind chimes ringing at the door, he subconsciously looked up, but saw someone who was unexpectedly reasonable, "Why are you here today?" ”

He thought it was still the same Osamu Dazai who came today.

"Takehara-kun, aren't you welcome me?" Nishinomiya Yueyu floated into the door, "That's right, I fish every day, and I definitely can't compare to Dazai-kun's work ability." ”

"Don't dare, don't dare."

He poured a cup of hot tea and carried it over.

"It's not a secret, although Mr. Dazai's ability is quite outstanding, but ......" He wanted to say that when Osamu Dazai was here, everyone would always be startled by some pranks that were not big or small, but halfway through the words, Takehara suddenly remembered that Osamu Dazai and Nishinomiya Yueyu were in love, they were lovers, and if he continued to talk about it, he would become a big villain who stirred up the relationship between lovers, "But...... We also miss the boss. ”

At eight o'clock in the morning, in the crisp air, Takehara handed the hot tea to Nishinomiya Yueyu and wiped the fine sweat from his forehead.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Since Xigong Yueyu can open his mouth to tease him, it means that his current state is not bad. In the past few days, they have been quite worried about Xigong Yueyu, and they even want to organize a group to visit.

"Uh-huh. I miss you too. ”

He turned and went up the first floor, as he had done countless times before.

The literary club has long been famous, but the interior is still cluttered, with all kinds of objects stacked in a limited space, and the papers are stacked on top of each other, lifting a corner and slowly falling as you walk. It's not too busy yet, and the office is filled with the faint aroma of coffee and the sound of clattering keyboards.

Compared to the bloody and screaming that couldn't be dissolved yesterday, this place is quite peaceful and comfortable.

"Boss?"

"Early."

The air was quiet, and the gaze fell on him.

If the feather is pressed too much, it will also have weight, not to mention the sight that contains emotion. Nishinomiya greeted a few acquaintances and walked through the room to his place.

The office has been renovated from a crowd of people huddled together into separate cubicles. He knew it very well, remembering who liked to put pieces of paper on the table, and remembering who and who had died, and he could walk to his place even with his eyes closed.

They made room for him to use as a seat for the boss, and even changed the ergonomic chair and the new mainframe computer, and pulled open the drawer with a folded blanket — perfect for fishing.

This position is not specially prepared for him, most of the time it is Liang Yuzawa sitting here, and it is Osamu Dazai these days.

Xigong Yueyu sat down, reached out and pulled the flesh of the tabletop, and found that the bottom of the leaf had turned yellow.

"......" If I'm not mistaken, this thing was alive some time ago.

Can't figure it out.

If no one takes care of you, you won't die so quickly.

……

Outside.

"What should I do, there are still some things in Mr. Liang Yu that haven't been sorted out."

"Boss, what should I do if he touches the scene......"

"Mr. Ryoha-san was raised to death by Mr. Dazai...... he sighed, "we can't even save a pot of meat." ”

"Don't blame yourself too much, it's still too difficult to save a pot of meat under Mr. Dazai's hands. Do you remember when he mixed his lunch three days ago? I almost thought it was a murderous lunch. ”

"But look at the boss, he's so sad staring at the meaty appearance."

"Ugh."

……

Xigong Yueyu was in the mask of pain, because when he was in a daze because he looked at the meat, he took a sip of freshly brewed hot tea, and the tip of his tongue was burned to numbness.

He frowned, did not stick out his tongue for breath for the sake of face, but turned on the computer, skillfully logged on to the account he used for work, and slowly browsed the recent records.

Observe what Osamu Dazai has been doing lately.

Handover with subordinates, communicate with authors, and process quarterly financial reports...... He probably swept it through, and deeply sympathized with Mori Ouwai - people like Dazai-kun are really too suitable for being squeezed, and when they work hard, they can do anything, and their tone and attitude are so good that they don't fly at all.

He was a little inexplicably relieved that Dazai-kun was much more mature than before.

……

"Is this—our boss?"

The new intern, Eri, exclaimed slightly.

Because she has only recently joined the company, she has yet to meet her real boss. When Osamu Dazai came, she was confused, wanted to shout "president" and doubted that the president could not be so young, and was almost ridiculed.

"Mr. Dazai is not the boss...... "he may become one of our bosses." ”

Intern: "? ”

It's human nature to gossip, but it's still dangerous for an intern to gossip about his boss. She is one of the best interns in this group and is likely to stay for a long time. Although the overall atmosphere has been dull recently due to the death of the editor-in-chief...... But the seniors still haven't forgotten to take care of her.

She quite liked this place.

Before she saw the boss, she imagined that the boss might be a very bold person - or a very attractive person who could catch a boss like Osamu Dazai -

Now I see it.

Top banana...... Looks younger than a boss.

It's outrageous.

And like a high school student.

And it's dk.

For a moment, Eri understood a little, the subtle expression of the senior when he said the word boss, that kind of ...... Incomprehension of the big boss and the boss.

And she is a young student after all, and her acceptance of various sexual orientations is not bad, and she accepts it comfortably after a few seconds.

"Eri, give this to the boss."

"Huh?" Eri was caught off guard and took a knife of documents from her senior, "I, I haven't spoken to the boss yet......"

"Boss, he doesn't eat people." The senior waved his hand, "You are about the same age as the boss, what are you afraid of." ”

Eri thought to herself that there was already a terrible gap between the worker and the boss, and even if the boss was a beautiful boy, it would not weaken the ditch by half a point.

She won't say it, she's afraid that a boss will be too scared.

Obviously, Osamu Dazai is the kind of person who looks very soft, and he is younger than her, and there is nothing uncomfortable about his words, but she is just scared to death.

"Boss, excuse me...... Here's the statistic for last week's sales......"

"Just put it here." Xigong Yueyu raised her head, "I haven't seen you, are you a new intern?" ”

"Yes. My name is Eri Saoe......" The intern introduced herself a little nervously.

"Wow...... It's so rare. Eri used quite a lot of honorifics, and almost all of them were humbled to the ground, "We have quite few female employees here, and I thought that no young lady would want to come to us for an internship." And there's no need to respect me so much, I'm just the mascot of the literary club. ”

He rested his cheeks, and the fabric of his shirt was tight, lining the waist line more neatly. Staying in a familiar and stable environment, his mood couldn't help but rise a lot. And yesterday I vented too much emotion in an abnormal environment, like pouring out a whole basin of water, and for a while there was a kind of empty tranquility in the body.

Eri stood cramped, "I've always longed to work in the Literary Society. ”

"Are you learning from Panasonic editors now?"

"Mmmm, Panasonic seniors were very good to me, and I learned a lot of new things."

Nishinomiya Yueyu recalled. Panasonic is the editor in charge of the women-to-market on their side, and it is normal to accept a girl as an intern. Thinking of this, he asked again: "There is too little research on women in the market, our literary club, does Miss Eri have any opinion?" ”

Eri: ...... It's coming, it's coming, and the terrifying boss assessment is finally here! It's a joke to call yourself a mascot!

"Based on the latest sales statistics......"

Xigong Yueyu listened and flipped through the documents.

Eri's voice is stuck.

"Tan, women have a lot of potential to be beautiful...... she subconsciously glanced at Xigong Yueyu's face, "but it doesn't quite fit the tonality of our literary club......"

Nishigong Yueyu put down the document and fell into deep thought.

"The question ......"

There was a commotion outside, and the sound of the quarrel that broke out made everyone look out in unison.

"What happened?" Eri ran to the door in small steps with some surprise, and she heard the voice of the familiar senpai, and she had the impression that the senpai had a very good temper.

However, when she looked out, she found that it was not only the senior, but almost everyone who was still fishing in the morning stood up, and the atmosphere was frozen to a terrible extent.

She followed everyone's line of sight and saw Kobayashi-senpai and Takehara-senpai confronting two strangers, who almost blocked the door.

Kobayashi's predecessor is now the oldest employee of the literary club, and he succeeded Ryohasawa as the new editor-in-chief. Eri had never seen Kobayashi's senior angry, his face was expressionless, his always gentle eyes were full of anger, and the corners of his forehead were bruised.

"Broom broom!"

Unexpectedly, no one tried to dissuade him. All of them neatly maintained the same mood, anger, hostility, disgust.

Only a few of the new employees watched inexplicably, and they were just as full of questions as Eri, and they didn't dare to speak up.

"Don't embarrass them too much." The young boss spoke up behind her, "What if you freak people out like this?" ”

"Long time no see, Ango-kun."

Xigong Yueyu bent her eyes, her smile was faint, gentle, and there was also unspeakable alienation. He motioned for everyone else to return to their places, and with some very disapproving looks, he invited Ango Sakaguchi into the reception room.

"I won't say it, she's afraid that a boss will be too scared.

Obviously, Osamu Dazai is the kind of person who looks very soft, and he is younger than her, and there is nothing uncomfortable about his words, but she is just scared to death.

"Boss, excuse me...... Here's the statistic for last week's sales......"

"Just put it here." Xigong Yueyu raised her head, "I haven't seen you, are you a new intern?" ”

"Yes. My name is Eri Saoe......" The intern introduced herself a little nervously.

"Wow...... It's so rare. Eri used quite a lot of honorifics, and almost all of them were humbled to the ground, "We have quite few female employees here, and I thought that no young lady would want to come to us for an internship." And there's no need to respect me so much, I'm just the mascot of the literary club. ”

He rested his cheeks, and the fabric of his shirt was tight, lining the waist line more neatly. Staying in a familiar and stable environment, his mood couldn't help but rise a lot. And yesterday I vented in an abnormal environment too