The most high-end chazuke rice often only requires the simplest rice.
When the tea-pickled rice was first served, it was steaming thickly. The fried chicken until golden brown is evenly covered on top, and is accompanied by finely chopped seasonings.
I took a small bite and was immediately impressed by the delicious taste.
No wonder Atsushi Nakajima always wanted to eat chazuke rice before he joined the detective agency.
If it were me, I would want to eat it again after eating such delicious food.
"I'm sorry, the attitudes of the seniors may be a bit harsh, but they definitely have good intentions." Seeing that I had eaten and drank enough, Atsushi Nakajima explained carefully.
"I know. Speaking of which, I would like to thank Mr. Dazai for lending a hand." I smiled.
"Speaking of which, it was Mr. Dazai who saved me in the first place," Atsushi Nakajima leaned back on the sofa chair with a long look. "If it hadn't been for Mr. Dazai, I would have died on the street."
I lowered my head and stared at the rice bowl without making a sound. I remember it was mentioned in the manga that Atsushi Nakajima met Dazai Osamu because he saved Dazai Osamu who attempted suicide.
And Osamu Dazai saved Atsushi Nakajima probably because of what Atsushi Nakajima said.
Those words reminded Dazai Osamu of his own pursuit of the meaning of "life".
What about me, what is the purpose of him asking me to join the detective agency.
Could it be that he was just repaying me for saving Tanizaki, or was it just to find out my powers?
Forget it, don’t think about it.
Anyway, anyone who ponders Dazai's intentions will fall into an endless loop.
"Mr. Nakajima," I reminded Atsushi Nakajima in a low voice, "where do I live? I can't remember where I lived before..."
"Ah, yes, yes!" Nakajima Atsushi seemed to suddenly remember something and rummaged around in his pocket frantically, "This is the key to my dormitory. Mr. Kunikida said that he will give you a new one on August 15th. The dormitory is arranged. During this period, we will live together."
"Sorry." I nodded in thanks.
I am currently penniless and have no choice but to rely on others to survive.
I can only hope that this fence is a good one.
After eating and paying, I walked to the dormitory with Atsushi Nakajima.
I have to say that Yokohama is still very beautiful at night.
But on a night controlled by the port mafia, who knows how many undercurrents are surging under this calmness.
When we arrived at the door of the dormitory, I suddenly felt a little nervous.
Atsushi Nakajima opened the door, and what he saw was a little lolita, with a blue figure floating behind, looking at something intently.
"Kyoka, you're back." Atsushi Nakajima said hello.
Quan Jinghua raised her head and was about to say hello. But suddenly her pupils shrank, her little figure flashed, and she disappeared completely.
Before I could say anything, I felt a chill on the left side of my neck.
Shirayuki Yaksha was standing next to me with a knife in hand. I only had to turn my head slightly and blood would spurt out.
"Kyoka," Atsushi Nakajima hurriedly explained, "he is a new member, not a killer!"
Hearing the sound, Yasha Baixue retracted his sword.
"Sorry." Quan Jinghua bowed and walked away.
"Let's go." Atsushi Nakajima greeted me.
I was quite obedient this time, and left with Atsushi Nakajima without any hesitation.
Such a fuss gave me a new understanding of Izumi Kyoka's "decisive killing".
Atsushi Nakajima led me into another room. The room was very neat and tidy, as if no one had ever lived there.
"This room has been vacant. You just happened to be here today, so you can stay here." Nakajima Atsushi smiled, and the curve of his mouth was unusually warm.
I smiled back.
Tonight was spent here.
The next day, I woke up to the sound of birdsong.
I opened my eyes, and for some reason a tear came down, flowed into three thousand black hairs, and disappeared.
I stood up and opened the curtains. Light flooded into the room, and after my eyes adjusted, I suddenly realized that Yokohama in the morning was so vibrant.
This is a morning that belongs to the Special Agents Division, and it is also a morning that belongs to everyone.
"Si Ye, are you awake?" Atsushi Nakajima's sleepy voice came from outside the door.
"Wake up, wait a minute!" I greeted, turning around and getting dressed.
Open the door and walk to the entrance. I saw Izumi Kyoka and Nakajima Atsushi already squatting at the dining table, with three stacks of fried eggs and grilled sausages in front of them.
"Good morning." Quan Jinghua greeted.
"Good morning." I replied.
"Si Ye, after dinner, Kyoka and I will go on a mission. Do you know the way back to the detective agency?" As breakfast came to an end, Nakajima Atsushi tilted his head and asked.
"No problem," I replied. Then I thought of answering this way without feeling a little alienated, so I added, "Thank you, Nakajima-senpai, for your concern."
"You don't have to call me senpai, just call me Adun." After hearing this, Nakajima Atsushi was stunned for a moment, and then a smile spread across his lips.
"Okay... Adun." I stared at the last bite of grilled sausage and said this blankly.
"Hahahahahahahaha..." Atsushi Nakajima looked at me, stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.
"Why are Adun laughing?" I asked, feeling a little embarrassed about being laughed at.
"Ha," Atsushi Nakajima wiped his tears, "I see you remember yourself at that time, and you were very reserved in front of your seniors. But it doesn't matter, we are all family!"
After hearing this, I immediately felt my face turn red. After all, this was the first time I heard such words.
Speaking of which, it had never been heard in the world before.
I have no friends and my family is away from home all the time. The word warmth never seems far away from me.
Maybe this is the reason why I didn’t go home to miss him during the two days I came to Wenye.
"Thank you." I said sincerely.
Atsushi Nakajima smiled, clasped his hands and said, "Thank you for your hospitality!"
I also clasped my hands and said, "Thank you for your hospitality!"
This breakfast is a journey that is warm from the inside out.
After breakfast, I walked alone on the street. Looking at the bustling streets, Yokohama feels more like home.
When I arrived at the detective agency, I hesitated in front of the door with my hands hanging in the air.
Open the door or walk away.
My mind went blank and I couldn't make a choice.
"Hey, Mr. Si Ye!" A cheerful young voice sounded from behind.
"Mr. Dazai! Good morning!" I trembled with fright and said hello hurriedly.
"Come on, come on, I just have an entrustment for you~" Dazai Osamu greeted me and walked into the house.
"Here." Osamu Dazai handed me a brown paper bag.
I swallowed and took the paper bag. After a moment's hesitation, I opened it.
"Going to help Zhengren Newspaper Company deliver newspapers?" I asked in disbelief when I saw the contents of the commission.
"Siye-kun," Dazai Osamu suddenly changed his face and floated in front of me, "The newspaper office is our information transportation hub in Yokohama. If the newspaper office is paralyzed, it will cause information congestion in the entire Yokohama. At that time, people will not be able to survive. .What a terrible result this is, Mr. Si Ye!"
"I, I understand." I was startled, and my whole body took a step back.
I remember that I was particularly fascinated by Dazai Osamu because of his unique character. Now when you look at it up close, it is indeed very "unique".
After accepting the commission, I walked out of the detective agency building.
Although the commission only said to deliver newspapers, I was now in the world of Bungou Stray Dogs.
In this world, you never know what you will face next second.
