"Am I qualified to know what the three gentlemen talked about?"
It was another night that seemed familiar to me. I leaned against the cabinet and talked to Oda in a cynical manner.
In fact, from the short conversation with Dazai just now, it is not difficult to see that this conversation did not go well, otherwise why would Dazai call him "Mr. Oda".
This reminds me of the if line. As soon as Dazai said "Oda Tsukuru", he was retorted by Oda with one sentence. This story of former friends turning against each other is one of the saddest points of the novel.
"You can just ask your leader." Oda closed his eyes lazily, looking exhausted.
"That's it. Good night then, Mr. Oda." I smiled and turned off the light.
"Aren't you going to lie down?"
"I have something else to do, please go to bed first."
I put on my hood and was about to walk out of the room. I hesitated for a moment and wrapped the red scarf around my face.
"It will be cold." I defended myself.
…
Lupine.
I walked into the bar and saw a sandy figure drinking alone.
"You are indeed still here, Mr. Dazai."
"Si Ye-kun," Dazai turned his back to me and raised his hand, his tone slightly raised, "Come and sit here."
I walked over to Dazai and pulled out a high stool. As soon as I sat on it, I saw a glass of warm milk in front of me, and my vision suddenly went dark.
forgive me.
"Why are you wearing this suit?" Dazai poked the scarf with his fingertips, and the scarf immediately collapsed into a small pit.
"This set is warmer."
"You finally no longer insist on your alternative style? Oh my, what a pity, I quite like Si Ye-jun who wears shorts even in winter~"
Dazai smiled.
"Mr. Dazai, are you worried about something?" I opened and closed my mouth several times, but finally couldn't help but ask.
Dazai fell into silence after hearing this.
But I don't think I did anything wrong.
"I'm planning something big," Dazai said, guiltily taking a sip of wine, "It's going to be really big."
"It's okay, Mr. Dazai, you have never been brewing something big." I took the bartender and brought the lollipop to me and fell into deep thought.
"...I hate it~"
"Okay," I sighed, "Mr. Dazai, we finally got together with the same understanding, can't we just talk about this?"
"Of course not~"
Dazai took out a photo from his pocket.
I took it and looked at the man in the photo, feeling an inexplicable sense of familiarity in my heart.
He has light green curly half-long hair, a pen on his ear, pale skin and a lazy look.
The clothes he wore on his upper body were completely opposite to his temperament. The clothes were soft and floppy, like a sack, barely covering his thin body.
Beyond that there is nothing more to describe.
To sum up, except for his hair color, there is nothing worthy of special attention. He is a man with no offensive power.
"he is?"
"Kafka Asagiri, I owe Odasaku's arrival to him."
"Is there anyone else too?"
Dazai nodded.
I bowed my head and remained silent.
I have never been lucky enough to see Asagiri himself in that world, but now that I have seen him in another world, I feel particularly calm at the moment.
"Your mission is to assassinate him."
After Dazai's words fell, I just felt that the world went silent for a moment.
"Got it." I nodded, and the tavern returned to bustle.
"Everyone has a lot of things going on lately. Si Ye-kun's little trouble can only be solved after everything is over~" Dazai touched my head, but I didn't resist.
"Thank you, Mr. Dazai."
"There's nothing to be thankful for," Dazai looked much more relaxed, "Siye-kun, let's take a photo."
"Photograph?"
"Well," Dazai held an ordinary SLR in his hand, "I took pictures here with my good friends a few years ago. Today... let's take one too."
"Does this mean that I am also a good friend of Mr. Dazai?"
"We have been here for a long time... Come on, smile~little eggplant~"
“Why do you want baby eggplants?”
"Because Si Ye-kun will grow up sooner or later. When Si Ye-kun becomes Mr. Watanabe, we will be a big eggplant~"
I was stunned, and the sour light shone on my lenses: "I understand, Mr. Dazai."
"Hahaha, someone called me Dazai-kun before, but now I have become Mr. Dazai."
Dazai laughed a few times. He looked at the smiling faces of the two people in the camera in his hand, and was speechless for a moment: "We also took a photo when you first came here."
"I'm keeping it, Mr. Dazai."
"Me too. In fact, I just drank too much and took a few shots, but I just didn't want to throw him away, and I can't throw him away now."
"Mr. Dazai..."
"What's wrong? Why do you have such an expression?"
"I won't die this time, right?"
"Uh," Dazai was as surprised as if a fly had accidentally stumbled into his mouth, "Of course not."
"It's a photo shoot, and it's sensational. I almost thought I was going to die." I muttered.
"Si Ye-kun's imagination is really rich~" Dazai put the camera in his pocket and stood up as if he was leaving.
I drank the full glass of milk in one gulp. The cold milk tasted like fat with bubbles floating on it.
"I will work hard."
"Daddy~"
Dazai turned back to look at me, his eyes were like those of a young man.
Until the end, he didn't tell me that he was planning something big.
…
"Application for membership? Mr. Oda, do you want to...?!"
"Well, I want to join the detective agency."
"What?!"
In the early morning, the boy's surprised roar was like an atomic bomb, making residents four kilometers around unable to sleep.
"I can't help it. Dazai said that only in this way will he help me... You hurry up and clean up. I can't bear to leave you alone and be late." Oda tied up his tie and folded the quilt for me.
"Huh? Oh, oh..." I was in the aftermath of shock and put on my clothes stiffly.
"Changed into a different set?"
"I am..." I hesitated, not knowing where to start.
Not sure if it was an illusion, Oda chuckled: "You don't have to make it up, Dazai told me yesterday. I had a bad attitude towards you before, and I apologize... What's wrong with you?"
"Mr. Oda, I am so excited that I want to cry."
"...don't cry."
…
8a.m. Weather: Sunny
Coordinates: Armed Detective Agency, President's Office.
"Well, I read the application and it was approved," Fukuzawa half-closed his eyes and said, "Dazai will arrange your assessment."
"Excuse me." Oda bowed, turned and exited the office.
"I didn't expect that as a member of the detective agency, I would join the detective agency again. This is really interesting." Oda talked to me with interest.
"You have to experience everything once. Then we just have to wait for Mr. Dazai to come, right?" I looked at Dazai's desk.
Sure enough, he was late again.
"Well, that's the truth." Oda nodded, and he also realized that Dazai didn't come.
"Hahaha, good things don't have to wait." I said with a smile.
