"By the way, I haven't seen much of Si Ye-kun in the past two days," Tanizaki took a sip of coffee and said in a slightly tired tone, "Have you been sent out on a mission?"
"That's right." I looked at the pile of reports in my mailbox and sighed.
"Tanizaki, what do you think is the most painful thing in the world?" Without a clue, I thought of Dazai who fell into the Shura field in Lupine.
"...Probably it's not only that I can't sleep because of my sister's torment every night, but I also can't make up for the sleep during the day because I have to deal with seniors' documents." Tanizaki stood up and stared with a pair of dead fish eyes.
I was stared at all over, and turned around stiffly: "That's it, hahaha... You've had a hard time..."
"There's nothing we can do about it. The seniors have been dealing with the group of people who suddenly appeared recently, so interns like me can only help with the paperwork."
"Which group?"
"Oh? I thought Mr. Dazai had already told you," Tanizaki slumped in his chair, "Recently, a group of people appeared out of thin air. Not only do they have the same faces as the aborigines, but their memories are slightly biased. This is the only one that can be used to Clues to the difference.”
"If that's the case, they actually don't pose a threat."
"No, that's what everyone thought at first," Tanizaki smiled, "But later on, when one son had two fathers and I was cheated on by myself more and more, no one took it seriously. I saw it as a joke."
I nodded, thinking that your expression meant that you didn't take this matter as a joke.
"What happened next? The detective agency accepted this commission?"
"Actually, no. According to common sense, if there is no client, the detective agency will not act without permission."
"that is because?"
"One day two doctors Yosano showed up at the detective agency."
"What happened next?" I asked, automatically picturing two men wielding fifty-meter-long machetes in my mind.
"Later, the president came forward and asked the two doctors to sit down and talk for a while before they found out the clues. In the end, the two decided that the aboriginal and Dr. Yosano would continue their work, and the new one would be hidden in Dr. Yosano's room. at home, to help recall useful details.”
Tanizaki sighed.
"Then two Mr. Kunikida and two Mr. Ranpo appeared one after another... and everyone started to take action. Those who can go out to work in the field, and those who don't have the time or the ability to do so will be like me. Sit in the office."
"Tanizaki is still said to be incapable?" I blinked and questioned.
"My ability is very good at assassination. It would be terrible if another person used the same ability to assassinate me. This is what Mr. Dazai told me."
"Mr. Dazai is right~"
"By the way, I haven't seen Si Ye for several days. Have you found another you too?"
"That's right. He's doing well now." I patted my chest.
"Where's the Port Mafia?" I asked.
"I heard that something happened, right? I heard that foreign aid is being mobilized."
"foreign aid?"
"From what Mr. Dazai said, he and Mafia had a history, and we all know it."
"Is that so..." I raised my head and thought deeply. If it was so serious that even my own staff couldn't solve the problem and asked for help, then the foreign aid must be very capable.
It seems that Mafia doesn’t completely believe me.
I took out my phone and hesitated for a moment before sending a text message.
Kirihara: See you at the same place.
Chuuya: Got it.
Almost instantly.
I arrived at the pub we often went to. As soon as the boss saw me, he flattered me and served me a glass of hot milk.
Then he pretended to be generous and slapped his chest and shouted: "No money!"
I nodded and took a sip. I am not embarrassed now.
"Kirihara." Chuuya stepped in, took off his hat and put it against his chest.
The boss seemed to be excited all over again. He rushed into the kitchen and was cleaning something.
The two people sat next to each other, staring silently at the commercial street that hid the crisis.
The boss trotted over to bring me a glass of wine that I had never seen before. Just as he was about to speak, Chuuya raised his hand and interrupted.
I'm curious why Chuuya would choose to drink here since he's not really close to the boss.
"I heard that Mafia is preparing to send reinforcements? Is it true?"
I took a sip of milk and stopped drinking it. If I drank it again, I wouldn't be able to poop.
"Huh? Hahahaha..." Chuuya stiffened for a moment, and after checking my eyes to make sure I wasn't joking, he laughed heartily and leaned forward and back on the high stool in a very dangerous posture.
"In total, is this the reason why you keep looking dark?"
"I do not."
"He said no, and his face became so heavy that he could almost squeeze out water."
I sighed, frowned and looked at Chuuya: "You're right..."
He laughed even harder.
"It's been so many years since I've seen you smile so happily~ Mr. Chuuya~"
Chuuya wiped away his tears from laughter one last time.
"Okay, okay, I'm not laughing anymore," he raised his hands and said in surrender, "Mafia is spreading false news."
"Are you kidding me?"
"No way," Chuuya patted me on the shoulder, "Even if there are reinforcements, it will be you."
"Laughing," I said perfunctorily, "By the way, the person behind this incident seems to be a person named Kafka Asagiri."
"Any clues from the detective agency? We can give it a try."
The setting sun hit Zhongya's broken hair, and dogs barked from the street.
"But so far it's not time for Mafia to take action. Although someone under his command has discovered his other self, it doesn't matter. They can solve it themselves."
"It's better to be careful."
Didi didi——
Oda: Come.
I felt panicked: "Looks like I have to go."
"The detective agency exploits child labor," Chuuya said jokingly, "But it's time to exploit you, too. If you have nothing to do in the afternoon, come to me for a drink."
"Ahem."
…
Facing the afterglow at the end, the three of them walked forward side by side.
The devil was trapped in the silhouette, ready to move, and the hunger in his eyes was buried in a smile. The kind appearance is used as a skin to cover the face.
"Mr. Dazai." I said hello when the three of them came to me.
Dazai grabbed the red scarf around my neck and lifted it up, perfectly covering most of my face.
"It's very beautiful. I'll give it to you."
Sakaguchi stared at me on the other side, hesitating to speak.
I also looked at him quietly.
"Ahem," he coughed a few times, "I won't interfere in this matter, as long as it doesn't make too much noise... Of course, don't expect me to help."
"Thank you so much," Dazai narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Kirihara-kun, Mr. Oda may live in your dormitory for some time in the future. You two will not be disturbed in each other's movements, just treat it as an extra people."
"Of course it's no problem." I raised my eyebrows, seemingly indifferent, but in fact I was completely unwilling.
"Then it's such a happy decision, Mr. Oda, please go with Kirihara-kun~"
At that moment, Mr. Dazai’s smile was as warm as the sunset.
