Finally got through last night.
Last night, after Chuuya and I parted ways, I went home alone.
This is the first time since I came to Wenye that I have felt such unforgettable pain.
My eyes were blurred with tears, and I looked at the night lights on the street one after another, as unreal as if I was in a dream. My steps were shaky, but I clearly didn’t drink secretly this time!
When I finally got home, I threw myself down on the tatami.
The tatami was far less soft than the mattress, so much so that my bones and flesh ached.
Port Mafia, armed detective agency, homing pigeons...
How much grievances and resentments are there between you?
I muttered unconsciously, and my stomach was churning. I didn't know whether it was because I was sad or because I drank too much hot milk.
I don’t know how long it took, but when the first ray of sunlight in the morning hit my eyelids, I suddenly realized: Ah, it turns out it’s already the next morning.
I didn't have breakfast, I just took a quick shower and then went to the detective agency.
Before opening the door, I glanced at my pocket watch and found that I was already more than two hours late.
"Hey..." I sighed, my heart crossed, and I pushed the door open.
However, the nagging of imagining China Kida did not come.
"Good morning, Watanabe." Miyuki sat obediently on the reception sofa of the detective agency.
Her hands and feet were bound by ropes, and her red hair rested on her snow-white skin, creating a ridiculous beauty.
"I see," a sneer appeared on my face unconsciously, "you were left waiting."
"You seem to be in a bad mood, is it because of me?" Miyuki tilted her head, feeling extremely confused and sad.
"No, it has nothing to do with you." I replied angrily and sat back in my seat.
"What's the matter, Si Ye?" Tanizaki slapped my shoulder from behind.
At this time, I actually noticed that he was also in the house.
"It's okay, I just have a bad stomach." I frowned and forced out a bitter smile.
"Ah, then be careful. Although hot milk is good, don't overdose." Tanizaki scratched the back of his head and said kindly.
"It's not because he has a bad stomach," Miyuki's voice sounded at an inappropriate time, "I saw him walking into a bar on Mafia Commercial Street yesterday, talking to a red-haired man for a long time, and then returning home crying."
After hearing this, my lips suddenly felt astringent and I didn't know how to react. From the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of Tanizaki's face looking very confused.
"I'm sorry." After Miyuki sat expressionless for a while, her sad breath became stronger and her fingertips were clenched into a pale color. "Did I say the wrong thing again... It's so annoying. If I hadn't been Tied up, I can kill you, so no one will know that I have made mistakes..."
"Wait a minute," Tanizaki stretched out his hand to stop Miyuki from talking to herself, "are you saying that if someone knows that you have made a mistake, you will kill that person?!"
"Yeah." Miyuki nodded.
Tanizaki and I exchanged frightened looks.
"Hey, good morning, Si Yejun!"
The moment the sound sounded, my vision went dark, and my whole body leaned back uncontrollably.
Suddenly, there was a "bang" sound, and the man and I fell to the ground at the same time.
"Mr. Dazai..." Tanizaki covered his face helplessly.
"Tanizaki, help me quickly, I feel like my waist is going to break!" I stretched out a weak hand into the darkness.
"Help me first, otherwise Si Yejun won't be able to get up~"
"Ah, okay!"
Tanizaki's voice was panicked and harsh. After a while, Dazai and I finally returned to our original positions.
"Have you always been like this?" Miyuki tilted her head, her golden eyes blinking again and again.
"Yes~" Dazai held Tanizaki and me with his arms.
"But you made a mistake," she pointed at Dazai with her long, pale fingertips, "you knocked Watanabe down. You need to be punished."
"Hey, it's not like that, miss." Dazai raised his head, "It's Si Ye who is late, and I'm punishing him!"
"Oh, that's it, I'm sorry."
"It's okay~"
"Then your punishment is a little too light. He made a mistake."
Good guy, it’s not over, right? I hit the table with my fingertips in displeasure, making a "thump" sound.
"Hey, Miss Miyuki," Dazai raised his brows slightly, folded his hands and put them under his chin, and said, "Why must you be punished if you make a mistake?"
"The dean told me," Miyuki crossed her hands on her chest, her long eyelashes overlapping her face to create a shadow. At this time, she was as fragile as a doll, "If you make a mistake, you should be beaten. Every time you make a mistake, you should be beaten." Everyone is like that.”
"Dean? Which dean?"
"The director of the orphanage."
"Oh, I know. I remember that there used to be a white tiger in your courtyard that always came out to cause trouble at night, but then disappeared for some reason, right?"
Dazai's eyes sparkled sharply.
"That incident," Miyuki raised her head and looked at the ceiling, "seems like it happened a long time after I graduated. I remember hearing it from my juniors when I went back later."
"What did you go back to do?"
"Perform a show for the children! I like to see the children's smiling faces the most, they are so sweet."
Miyuki's face showed a hint of tenderness that was completely different from usual.
"Use your powers to make the children happy. I'm telling you, it's not a very good idea." Dazai's eyes were burning, piercing Miyuki's throat.
She immediately panicked and asked: "Isn't it a good idea? Oh, my god, why doesn't the dean come to see my performance every time... I'm really sorry for everyone, I made a mistake!"
Miyuki folded her body as much as possible and curled up into a ball. The black gauze on her shoulders slipped off, making her look like a moth that was burnt due to fighting a fire.
"Now," Dazai's expression was full of pity, but in my opinion it was intentional, "Then how should I punish you? Miss Miyuki."
"I'm sorry, kill me, kill me!
"I'm serious~ How about we play Q&A? If everyone answers like this, it will be considered a punishment. How about it?" Dazai suddenly jumped up and high-fived excitedly, as happy as a child.
"Yeah, okay." Miyuki raised her eyes in disbelief, stared at Dazai for a long time, and responded haggardly.
"name?"
"Miyabe Miyuki."
"Organization you belong to?"
"Homing Pigeon."
When I asked this question, I clearly felt that Dazai's figure froze for a moment.
"Ability?"
"Solomon's Whisper."
"Is this gem the reason why Yokohama's psychics lose their powers?" Dazai showed the blood-colored crystal.
When Miyuki saw the gem, there was a hint of beast-like light in her eyes, but she was quickly suppressed by herself.
"Yes."
"Why do you want it? Just use your powers to form one."
"This gem only comes out once every five years." Miyuki twisted her hands together and bit her lip, which made her thin body even more attractive.
But Dazai was completely unmoved, which was completely different from his usual romantic demeanor.
"Why did you join the Homing Pigeons?"
"I made a mistake, and Boss asked me to join them to make amends."
"Oh~ So what happened this time is also an apology?"
"..."
"Huh?" Seeing her silence, Dazai asked again.
"I can't say that!" Miyuki's eyes suddenly widened, and with her red hair, she looked like a beautiful evil ghost.
"If you tell me, you will make a bigger mistake!"
The three of us exchanged glances, but Dazai just shrugged indifferently.
"It is undoubtedly not advisable to use bigger sins to make up for the small mistakes made before, Miss Miyuki." He whispered, his voice was low and moving, and it accidentally entered the hearts of each of us.
"Then what should I do?" Miyuki glanced at each of us one by one with a dull gaze, "I just want all the children to smile happily."
"Ah, that's it," Dazai stepped forward and put a hand on her red hair, "Miss Miyuki, can you tell me your story?"
I looked at Dazai's vivid expression of "sorrow from the heart", and at this moment I actually realized: What a wonderful thing it was to interrogate the enemy with him!
