[Bungo Stray Dogs] On the Compatibility of Reaper and Black Slime

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I reported to Osamu Dazai that I drank the larvae from the water, but Fukuichiro Kanagawa didn't come to see me, and waited tremblingly for him to teach me a lesson.

Unexpectedly, Osamu Dazai told me that he had captured Fukuichiro Kanagawa.

I am full of question marks.

Osamu Dazai told me that he let me out, one is to train me, and the other is to let me attract the attention of the military and police, and he did not intend to let me deal with Fukuichiro Kanagawa who was a mercenary.

When I got the larva in the convenience store, Osamu Dazai was nearby. He judged the directions from where I could be seen, quickly found Fukuichiro Kanagawa, and then dealt with him.

So how many people are following me?

I'm a little bit desperate.

"Qianli, have you dealt with the killer yet?" Osamu Dazai asked me again.

"The first one didn't, and the second one killed it." I told Osamu Dazai, and my puppet would automatically appear to help me block the injury, an automatic human shield.

"I haven't found it for thousands of miles, are those two the same person?" Osamu Dazai exaggeratedly wowed.

Is it the same person?

The painter girl is not like Yamato Nadeko either.

"It's disguise and make-up. They are all the same height." Osamu Dazai was a little disappointed in my observation ability: "50 can only afford a killer named "Acacia"."

So am I worth half a million?

"I'm sorry I'm face-blind." It's impossible to be face-blind, it's just that you're not very sensitive to all kinds of beauties.

Fortunately, only one of the fragrant and soft young ladies was harmed. If all the young ladies and sisters in the world go to murder killers, how can I face them in the future.

I told Dazai Osamu about wild chrysanthemum picking, and lamented that facial paralysis is shameless these days, and anyone can easily read my thoughts.

The bug hearing of listening to the heartbeat really exists.

Dazai Osamu heard the sound of beating on the computer. He listened to my description and told me that Jono Caiju was a cadre of Dream, the former leading organization in Tokyo. He was nicknamed "King of Ignorance". , good at torture and investigation.

"I didn't expect Tiaoye Caiju to go to the military and police. The Hound is a real organization. This is quite valuable information. It's a good job, Qianli."

Hey, I was praised.

Do Ye Caiju's other senses surpass ordinary people's? No wonder I can smell no blood on my body, and I also like to eat bland and almost tasteless sea salt cheese biscuits.

Actually, I quite like Tiao Ye Caiju, but it's a pity that he came late.

I have promised to join the mafia, and a man must keep his word.

In fact, I don’t think I can report to the military and police in Dazai’s hands. I bet that as soon as I run away, Dazai will publish my murder record or forge other criminal evidence for me.

"Go back to the Tokyo branch Qianli, report my name, and have someone take you to the torture room, and return to Yokohama in the afternoon."

Following Dazai Osamu's order, I headed for the Tokyo branch where I left in the morning.

Fukuichiro Kanagawa was captured alive, but when I arrived, he was still alive. Osamu Dazai was holding a pincer-like thing with a bloody tooth on it.

I was hugging the oden that I bought, after many disasters, there was still a little soup left, and suddenly I couldn't eat it.

Of course the oden is cold, but I was hungry, so I took a few bites on the way here, and I ate less than half of it when I arrived in the dungeon.

"Qianli, are you here?" Osamu Dazai put down the unknown torture tool in his hand, and with a "ding", I subconsciously looked over.

The boy hadn't gotten rid of the cold state of torture, the white bandage and the bright red blood formed a sharp visual contrast.

Although it is not his blood, but.

He is so astringent.

"Yes, Dazai-kun." I kissed him, but I didn't say anything. Fortunately, Dazai was not a wild chrysanthemum, so he couldn't hear my abnormal heartbeat.

I didn't ask him why he didn't tell me the real plan to catch Kanagawa Fukuichiro by himself. After all, I know my level, and I can only gamble on luck if I follow my plan.

"Qianli." Osamu Dazai called me again, and he threw me a gun.

I caught it in a hurry.

It was very straightforward, without procrastination, but I was too embarrassed to cook the Kanto with my left hand. Fortunately, the soup was already sprinkled on the plastic-packed food I bought.

Osamu Dazai snatched the Oden from my hand, which still had a lot of balls left uneaten, and I blinked.

I understood what Osamu Dazai meant, and I opened the insurance obediently, aiming at my nemesis.

Although I have killed three people, I don't have the real feeling. Killing people with supernatural powers is not much different from crushing ants.

Osamu Dazai told me to kill Kanagawa Fukuichiro with a gun, and told me to kill him with my own hands.

Looking at the dying man, I thought inappropriately.

It was him who made me habitually buy oden in convenience stores but dare not eat it. After all, who knows if Fukuichiro Kanagawa will feel unsafe and the next larvae will be in oden.

Okay, just kidding, I looked at Fukuichiro Kanagawa, he had a thin upper body, his head was hanging weakly, a few nails were missing from his suspended hands, and the soft pieces of flesh that were in the air were inserted Thorn.

Embarrassed, bloody, unsightly.

Fukuichiro Kanagawa, who hid near my house yesterday, activated his abilities, listened to the screams of my relatives, smelled the blood of the enemy, and Fukuichiro Kanagawa who hid beside me and wanted to get rid of me, and now this one who was hanged in the dungeon, was Osamu Dazai personally interrogated, is the dying person the same person?

Things are unpredictable.

But it's the unpredictability of the world, which is the most interesting thing for people living in this world.

It was more difficult to shoot than I imagined, the recoil made my mouth tingle, and the blood of Kanagawa Fukuichiro made me feel ugly.

I subconsciously close my eyes.

To be honest, it still doesn't make much sense.

Maybe I'm just such a cold person.

What is it called in the novel, a natural mafia with black blood flowing in his bones?

A hand caressed my face, I was taken aback, opened my eyes, it was Osamu Dazai.

He whispered softly.

"Why didn't you promise him, Qianli."

Do you promise to pick chrysanthemums?

I will go to the military police to lurk there, take the opportunity to do tasks, and I will be recruited.

He's giving me a chance to leave him?Or tests and trials?

I smiled wryly, Osamu Dazai's hands were cold, and the bandage on his hand that I could see out of the corner of my eye was stained with Fukuichiro Kanagawa's blood, and the smell of blood swirled in my nostrils.

"Because I promised you, Dazai-kun, I promised you that I would go with you."

I am also curious why I gave up the promising military and police to become a shady mafia.

Tiaoye Caiju and a criminal organization cadre can be military police. I killed two mafia gangsters and one killer is nothing at all.

No matter how long Dazai's hands are, he can't intervene in the military and police.

The reason why I came back is probably because.

Tiaoye Caiju said: "The "Hound Dog" I belong to has a very good atmosphere. Apart from the usual training that is a little annoying and my colleagues are all idiots, the management is not too strict. You can secretly drink and eat snacks."

Osamu Dazai said: "My colleagues hate me. When I die, he will definitely have a drink to celebrate. My subordinates are terrified every day. If they want to change their boss, they will die of joy. My boss fears me, and I will die. He'll breathe a sigh of relief."

The white-haired military policeman wearing tassel earrings stood in the sun, complaining to me about his colleagues, and he called me: "Mr. Thin Leaf."

The black-haired boy with bandages on half of his body stood in front of the pool of blood, and behind him was the corpse of my relative who died tragically. He called me: "Qianli."

Maybe it's because Osamu Dazai is too pitiful.

"I gave you a chance, Thin Ye Qianli, don't bother me when you are in despair."

"Don't say the same thing as the domineering president Wen, Dazai-kun, it's boring to try too many times, I chose you by myself, no regrets, no way out." I let out a jerky smile, I seldom smile, because I A deadpan face can also attract enough friends.

A lot of people love my sanity and say that being around me magically calms down.

What's more, people like me with supernatural powers and a good brain.

There's no reason Dazai could refuse.

You see, he nodded, he didn't refuse.

but.

"My oden, Dazai-kun! I'm so hungry, I only ate a few biscuits so far!"

"I didn't eat either."

Osamu Dazai nimbly dodged my pounce while biting the crab stick.

"I bit that stick, Dazai-kun."

"...I actually used a stick with a man." Osamu Dazai lowered his head, as if he was greatly shocked, and before I could get angry, he spared me and ran away provocatively.

Of course, I also brought my Oden.

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The author has something to say:

This incident tells us that if you want to abduct a good-looking and capable subordinate (cross out) daughter-in-law, you must first come early, and second, you must pretend to be pitiful.

Dazai felt that Chisato Suba was not suitable for entering this world, it was just a temptation and he sincerely hoped that he would not suffer this, but he did not expect Chisato to be crazy in nature