[Dear Prynne]

At ten o'clock in the morning, the streets of Yokohama were breezy.

Takigawa Yuichi sat alone in the office and logged into an account that had not been used for a long time.

This was the beginning of his chat with Bai Lan. The boy's index finger was on his forehead, and he typed a line of words.

But the next second—

[The people of the port mafia are so scary! Quickly lend me the almighty Zhengyi! ! ]

Takigawa Yuichi's message was followed by an emoji that was beating the ground in pain, and linked to his avatar with a tearful cat head, it was hard not to imagine a tragic and tragic picture.

It is a pity that Blanchesuo has been classified outside the category of human beings.

[Strawberry Marshmallow]: No, Xiaozheng helps me do more meaningful things, so you should work hard for yourself first.

Does this guy Bailan have anything meaningful to do other than lie in bed and eat marshmallows?

Yuichi Takigawa thought for a while, then deleted the words he had typed in the dialog box with uncertainty.

[Am I getting rich today]: For example?

[Strawberry Marshmallow]: Well - destroy the world or something?

[Am I rich today]:  …

[Did I get rich today]: Cheer up, Bai Lan, you are past the age of second-degree illness.

Bai Lan didn't reply immediately this time.

Takigawa Yuichi waited for five minutes before sending a photo.

That's a few tarnished pacifiers. The photo has a wide angle of view, and Yuichi Takigawa saw the CHOICE game they used to play from Bai Lan's computer screen.

[Strawberry Marshmallow]: Yuichi, don't you think this world is boring?

Takigawa Yuichi's head was tilted, his knuckles against the forehead flexed, and the scattered silver hair swayed slightly in the sunlight.

Blancheseau is smart.

In most cases, Yuichi Takigawa is willing to agree with him.

But this time is different.

When the word "boring" appeared on the screen, Takigawa Yuichi's back tightened and his eyebrows twitched.

He first thought of Dazai Osamu who almost wrote "I'm in danger" on his face, and then thought of Nakahara Nakaya who gave him a gun for no reason——

……Bored?

Yuichi Takigawa hesitated for a moment, then sent one last message before destroying the disposable phone.

[In this case, Bai Lan, are you coming to Japan? ]

Dazai Osamu set off from the port mafia at eight o'clock in the evening. He was ordered by Mori Ogai to intercept a batch of illegally traded goods.

The exchange of fire in the distance has not ceased, and the wind from the explosion carries the smell of blood and hangs down the boy's soft forehead.

Dazai bent one leg and sat on the red container, without the slightest worry that he would be injured by being exposed to the enemy's sight, instead, the corners of his lips were left uninteresting.

"Mr. Guangjin."

Guangjin Liulang, who was organizing the second round of offense, stopped.

"Yes."

Guangjin raised his hand in a pause gesture, and bowed his head respectfully as he turned around.

According to his understanding of Osamu Dazai, he must have a new plan to intervene at this time...

"What did you say Yuichi is doing now?" Dazai's question came unexpectedly, he didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with his words, so that Hirotsu raised his head silently before slowly jumping out of the container.

...mistakes, it seems that he is the only one who is troubled by the progress of the current mission.

Although he thought so, Guangjin Liulang answered his words well.

"If there is no accident, as usual, Takigawa-sama should be on patrol now."

That is to say, as long as it is finished within five minutes, you might meet Yuichi on the way back.

Dazai Osamu's eyes lit up, and he made a phone call while Guangjin watched.

The bell rang from across the port, and Osamu Dazai curled the corners of his lips, ordering only two simple words——

"action."

Catch the thief first to catch the king.

Guangjin Liulang silently watched the leader of the event fall in a pool of blood because of the escort's mutiny, and couldn't help but begin to doubt the necessity of his existence.

"Is that ours?"

"Well, that's it." Dazai Osamu sent a text message, and said without looking up, "A few days ago, Ango asked Ango to find a few guys who can act. Although it can be finished at the beginning, Yuichi said that he must be serious in the task. ."

"……serious?"

"Hmm. Oda said that a reasonable increase in the average task time would make me look serious."

Dazai Osamu remembered what his friend said in the bar a few days ago, and he ignored the premise of "if there is no motivation".

The boy said so, but his eyes swept around, and finally landed on the bulging pockets of the surrounding subordinates.

Osamu Dazai was silent for a moment, then frowned: "I don't know why I have the habit of carrying unnecessary burdens when I perform tasks."

Hirotsu followed Dazai's gaze and said, "That...it was a condolence gift from Takigawa cadre yesterday afternoon. Everyone said that it can be used as a talisman to finish the mission quickly."

From a certain point of view, it is really useful.

It's only ten minutes to go to work - isn't that the end of get off work?

Dazai Osamu was alert: "Didn't Yuichi stay in the office all the time yesterday afternoon?"

Said to be dealing with official documents, and specially put up a sign of "Idlers Do Not Disturb".

Guangjin Liulang recalled: "So, it was indeed sent by Lord Zhongyuan."

...

Case solved! Zhongyuan Zhong also seized the gift that Yuichi gave him!

Dazai Osamu hummed and was about to go back and bomb the other party's wine cellar again, when he heard Hirotsu thoughtful words.

"But you're right, you only need to bring the necessities to carry out the mission. I will go back and implement this matter."

Dazai: "I didn't say, don't falsely accuse me in front of Yuichi."

Gwangjin: "..."

Guangjin: "You didn't say it was tiring..."

Dazai: "Mr. Hirotsu."

Gwangjin: "...Yes?"

"I heard Oda Tsukuru say that recently in Yokohama, there was a strange talk about his tongue being pulled out." The boy's voice was soft and slow, his raised eyebrows were delicate, with a fake smile, "You don't want to be surprised, right? Bar?"

As the saying goes, one cannot succumb to the evil forces of darkness.

But they were originally evil forces of darkness, not to mention Osamu Dazai who said this.

Guangjin Liulang gave in.

He watched Dazai leave with a satisfactory answer, but he didn't understand what kind of tune the other party was humming.

The night in Yokohama without the struggle was peaceful. When Dazai Osamu walked back from the port to the headquarters, the hour hand had moved from eight to ten.

Maybe it was because of the loud noise just now, let alone Yuichi, Dazai hardly even saw a single figure along the way.

Occasionally, a few mice passing by were kicked back into the ditch by him. The boy's dissatisfaction caused by boredom had nowhere to vent. His eyes just landed on the parked motorcycle, but a familiar voice came from overhead.

"Dazai?"

The street lights on both sides of the street were bright, and when Osamu Dazai raised his head in a daze, half of Takigawa Yuichi's face was blurred by the light.

Standing in the dark corridor on the third floor, he leaned out slightly, and there was tiredness in his lavender eyes.

But this tiredness only lasted for a moment, because the boy's relaxed shoulders disappeared.

Takigawa Yuyi sighed: "I thought where did you go, what are you doing standing there?"

"..."

"Yuichi."

"Um?"

"Are you waiting for me?"

Dazai Osamu clearly remembered that ten o'clock was the time Takigawa Yuichi went to bed.

He said to go to bed early and get up early, so that the body will be healthy.

but……

"yes."

Contrary to Dazai's expectations, Takigawa Yuichi responded with a nonchalant tone.

"I've been looking for you for a long time, and I wanted to go out and see, but Sister Hongye said that you might be back soon, and as a result—"

[Dazai's healing sensitivity +1]

"..." Takikawa Yu was silent for a while, and then looked at the gaze upstairs and downstairs with hindsight.

Tired, destroy it.

The boy took a deep breath, and threw the report that was beaten back in his hand into a ball with a blank expression.

"Dazai, the next time you write about your bad deeds in the report, can you not write my name in the signature column of the review?"

Deduct money!To deduct money!

As soon as Takigawa Yuyi thought that his bonus for starting early and late this month was gone, he could not wait to lie in bed motionless.

But no, the model worker has the dignity of a model worker.

Thinking of this, Yuichi Takigawa became cold.

"Come up." He taught like a child. "Go to my office, and don't want to sleep until you're done."

"..."