In Yokohama, I used a vest to make up the Saviors

A traditional tea house with bamboo placed at the entrance.

Kunikida Doppo complained about Osamu Dazai's jumping into the river with a displeased face, Sarina nodded in agreement and said that suicide was too bad, and Kunikida Doppo hit it off, and they hated each other to criticize how bad suicide is.

Oda Sakunosuke dragged a chair from the side and sat down, nodded with a natural expression on his face, indicating that suicide was indeed wrong. The next second, Oda Sakunosuke lost his center of gravity and fell limply on the ground.

Selina's gaze was fixed on Dazai Osamu's slightly stiff paws holding the long ears of the rabbit's pajamas, and she snorted coldly: "I'm so careless when I listen to the reprimand, I'll take Oda away for a while."

Selina snapped her fingers, and brought the rabbit pajama doll and Oda Sakunosuke's soul back into the supernatural space.

He knew that Oda Sakunosuke was fine, but he didn't know how long it would be before seeing Oda Sakunosuke Dazai collapsed on the table.

Atsushi Nakajima, Atsushi Nakajima is cooking.

The dry one is ochazuke.

Fresh chicken sinks to the bottom of the bowl, seaweed floats on the clear soup, and sour prunes are added. It is convenient, quick and tasty, suitable for all ages.

"Suicide will not only scare passers-by, but the detective agency's complaint number will be blown up, and it will also disrupt my plan!"

Selina added that the woman with the blond hair and shawl said seriously: "It's an eyesore."

Dazai Osamu was a little curious, and the soul of death that was suppressed by Oda Sakunosuke just now was about to move: "Why does Miss Sarina hate suicide so much?"

Selina rolled her eyes: "Why should I answer you?"

"Hey...but Miss Sarina doesn't tell me, I might die on the spot." Osamu Dazai covered his heart, his movements and expressions were extremely exaggerated: "I want to be friends with Miss Sarina, I want to know more about Miss Selina."

Osamu Dazai clasped his hands together, his eyes sparkled, and he was extremely pious: "Please, Miss Sarina, this is my lifelong request."

"Your request in life is too low." Kunikida Doppo clenched his fist and hit Osamu Dazai on the head: "Don't harass my lady, bastard."

Osamu Dazai covered his head, feeling aggrieved: "But building a good relationship with Miss Sarina is an important task assigned by the president."

Kunikida Doppo was taken aback for a moment. He looked at Dazai Osamu who looked dignified and did not seem to be fake, and Selina who looked extraordinary at first glance: "Speaking of which, I haven't asked Miss about your identity yet."

"It's better for Kunikida to guess." Osamu Dazai, who was holding his head, returned to normal in seconds. He slapped the table, and the enthusiasm in his words almost overflowed: "About Miss Sarina's identity."

Selina thought it was fun and nodded.

"Then, before we play this game, let's set up a gamble. After all, games with profit output are fun." Osamu Dazai smiled: "Just bet on whether Kunikida can guess Miss Sarina's identity, the two sides bet , the promise that I will never commit suicide again, or Miss Selina's answer, how about it?"

Selina raised her eyebrows and refused resolutely: "No, haven't you figured it out yet? If you don't commit suicide, it's not a deal, it's my unilateral threat."

"However, Ms. Sarina should be very clear that a man like me who regards suicide as a belief will not change so easily." Mentioning his life sign, Osamu Dazai was very excited. He spread his hands, his iris-colored eyes Li was full of cunning: "What's more, even if I insist on dying, Miss Sarina will not really kill Odasaku, right..."

Judging from the situation just now, how could she ruin her supreme work.

Selina hardened her fist: "Believe it or not, I'll kill you right now."

Is this guy a loach, so he can take advantage of the loopholes.

Now the situation seems to have been reversed all of a sudden.

"But Ms. Sarina can't kill me." Osamu Dazai blinked innocently, and a hint of cunning flashed in his iris-colored eyes: "When I was chatting with Oda, he said it."

The so-called disqualification in the world is a matter of a person favored by the gods.

Sure enough, he is still used to taking the initiative to control everything in his hands.

Selina can spend all her time developing a body for the stranger Oda Sakunosuke, can tenderly treat strange boys who want to live to eat, and provide infinite tenderness for those who want to live.

From her attitude towards Dazai Osamu and a few words, she inferred the bloody end of the suicide person she met before.

Why do you care so much about other people's attitudes towards your own life? Why do you want to cherish life while depriving others of their lives so contradictoryly?

He wasn't really curious about Selina's opinion, he just wanted to use this to analyze the intelligence of the leader behind her from her reply.

According to what Yusheng Yuzhi said when he went to the detective agency, Osamu Dazai could deduce that the personalities of Sarina and others were inseparable from the leader's teachings, and Funagawa Asaka's daily words and deeds were all fanatic as if they had been brainwashed.

So he was curious, wondering what kind of personality that mysterious leader was able to teach these extreme subordinates.

A group of cruel and gentle villains, like faltering candles in the dark, popped out inexplicably, guarding Yokohama inexplicably, why, what are they trying to do.

Whether the leader is black or white, human or ghost.

Selina took a deep breath, resisting the urge to punch Osamu Dazai: "What do you want to know?"

"I want to know, Miss Sarina, why are you so obsessed with living?" Osamu Dazai's eyes fell on Sarina's lap: "Obviously I have lived in pain too."

Although there is no difference between the skin and flesh of a real person, Dazai Osamu, who has studied Oda Sakunosuke, can tell at a glance that it is a fake leg.

"Of course it's for..." Selina's words stopped abruptly, and after a few seconds, she smiled resolutely: "For your lord."

The momentary pause just now was because she suddenly remembered that she seemed to have forgotten something.

I always feel that it is something more important than life. Once it touches that area, even the soul is aching.

"This kind of answer doesn't answer the question." Osamu Dazai blinked, puzzled.

Selina gave a wry smile, her blue eyes drooping: "Do you really want to peel off the scabs that others put on to cover up?"

Who doesn't have a past that can't be looked back on, why do they have to ask repeatedly.

Dazai was stunned.

Selina glanced at him: "I can tell you what you want to know."

"You are a person favored by the gods, with extraordinary mind and appearance, dexterous and healthy hands, I have no intention of exploring your past and pain, and I don't want to know, I only know what I see, I hate someone committing suicide in front of me .”

The reason why she hates people who despise life is.

Selina raised her lips: "It's jealousy."

She was crazily jealous of every living person, jealous of them not having to endure suffering, jealous of their ability to live easily with healthy limbs, she asked the adults, can they use the power he bestowed to hunt.

However, the adults told her, no.

He said that killing people for no reason will lead to madness and loss of humanity sooner or later. He respects their individuality, but does not agree with their degeneration.

At that time, Selina touched the emptiness under the skirt, and the severe pain of the broken leg was still vivid in her memory. In her hand, she held a leg that had just been sewn, with obvious sense of fabric and stitching. In the eyes, there is the fanaticism and nostalgia for Yin Wuxian: "Yes, my lord."

"Does your leader think the same way? Sinners should die, and people who don't value life should die too?" Osamu Dazai asked what he really wanted to know, the leader's information.

Except for Funagawa Asaka, who has no fighting power, and under the influence of Edogawa Ranpo, the sense of justice is biased towards detectives, and the rest of the organization are all extreme murderists.

This is really not friendly to the port mafia in one of the three quarters.

"My lord?" Selina's expression softened. "My lord, he is a very gentle and easy-going person. He has always been indifferent to our actions. He doesn't interfere, doesn't ask questions, and doesn't criticize."

Although he always puts tools and utilization on the bright side, the tenderness and caring in his eyes can't be concealed no matter what.

She asked at the time, is there a reason to kill someone? What kind of reason is the standard?

At that time, Yinwu Xianle even lost the meaning of his own existence. His irresistible characteristics made him a killing machine for the organization, and his thoughts and actions were divided into two extremes.

However, he was still patient and told Selina and other subordinates.

"That's up to you." Yin Wuxian answered her: "Set up a beacon for yourself, and try to get closer to the good side, so that it will be less likely to collapse."

"I respect your choices and individuality, because no one can completely control another person's thoughts, and no one can completely understand another person. Everyone has their own unique path and ideals. Only you know your fragility."

Selina's voice in the tea house overlapped with the voice of Yin Wuxian in the supernatural space.

Osamu Dazai blinked, his eyes were unexpectedly dazed, and then he chuckled lightly: "This is not what a leader should say."

Kunikida was overwhelmed by this, and he pointed at Sarina in a daze: "The person from the black organization?"

[Black Organization Reputation: 45]

Osamu Dazai nodded, and then introduced: "Miss Sarina, codenamed 'Puppeteer', the person in charge of making Oda's body."

It took Sarina two seconds to realize that the organization in black was calling them their organization, but when she mentioned Sakunosuke Oda, she was not sleepy anymore. The woman nodded proudly, her eyes full of kindness: "Yes, Oda He is my favorite child."

That body is her supreme work, her treasure, a human-like work made by her whole life's painstaking efforts.

But Dazai Osamu, who knew the age and original appearance of Oda Sakunosuke, shuddered, feeling something strange.

Kunikida Doppo saw the young Oda Sakunosuke from the very beginning, and his reaction was a little bit small, but it seemed that Sarina, who was in her early 20s, talked to a 48-year-old married woman with two children, which was somewhat visually shocking.

Atsushi Nakajima, who had just finished a bowl of rice with puffy cheeks, raised his head. He had just buried himself in eating, and only heard Selina's last sentence.

"Oda is my most beloved child."

"&*%￥%#￥&*." He said vaguely, his mouth was full of rice.

"Yeah, it's shocking." Kunikida Doppo nodded in agreement, "Even people who don't know will be shocked by Miss Sarina's tone."

"*&%￥%#%?"

"She's not married, how do I explain this..." Kunikida Doppo was distressed: "You should treat it as an adoption, after all, you are just a passerby."

Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes in a daze: "How did you communicate?"

The two turned their heads at the same time to look at Osamu Dazai, with words written in their eyes: 'Isn't it normal to understand what each other is saying'.

Osamu Dazai looked at Sarina, who was also dazed, and then at Doppo Kunikida and Atsushi Nakajima, who took it for granted.

Osamu Dazai & Selina: I was shocked.

Selina was speechless for a moment. She turned her head and saw the empty bowl that Atsushi Nakajima had eaten. She was startled. The clean pink and white fingernails touched the white bowl decorated with tea leaves and made a crisp sound: "One two Three...fourteen bowls, that's amazing."

Atsushi Nakajima swallowed the last mouthful of rice, put down the bowl, and said with satisfaction: "I'm so satisfied, I don't want to eat chazuke for nearly ten years."

"It's a good thing to be able to eat." Selina raised her lips, looked at Atsushi Nakashima's eyes, and was very gentle: "Children born in orphanages understand why they have to work so hard to survive."

Because I have seen the cold mud and darkness, I know the difficulty of chasing warmth and cherish the hard-won life.

"Miss Sarina knows my identity?" Atsushi Nakajima was shocked, he pointed at himself with some doubts: "I haven't introduced myself..."

"I also know that your name is Atsushi Nakajima." Selina took out a piece of paper for him and asked him to wipe his mouth: "I also know what's special about you."

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows, and glanced at Selina secretly.

I almost forgot, the leader of that organization asked Odasaku to find Tiger, and said he wanted information, but he didn't seem to say he didn't want Tiger?

So... Sarina's purpose of appearing here is Tiger.

If Tiger is the abnormal person in their eyes, with him and Kunikida, it seems that this boy cannot be kept.

That's not okay, Atsushi Nakajima is an important part of his plan.

Odasaku...

Osamu Dazai sighed, he really hated this feeling of being oppressed with scruples.

"What's special?" Atsushi Nakajima was taken aback, and Zijin's eyes were lowered, with a hint of self-mockery: "What's special about me? One was kicked out of an orphanage, lived on the street, and didn't eat for several days. It's just a stray dog ​​that's about to starve to death."

He smiled softly: "Miss Sarina is joking with me, guess that I was born in an orphanage because of my clothes?"

It is almost impossible to keep out the cold, and the white single clothes made of thin cloth are also the uniforms of the orphanage where Atsushi Nakajima lives.

"What's special about you is about the Armed Detective Agency. I'm not interested, and my lord is even less interested." Selina showed her position to Osamu Dazai, and she stood up: "I can get a promise that you will not commit suicide again when I come here this time." That's good, after all, my little girl is with you, so she won't be an eyesore when we meet in the future."

When leaving, Selina looked at Atsushi Nakajima, her red lips parted slightly: "Live as hard as you can, little tiger."

Looking forward to seeing you next time.

"Tiger, what tiger?" Kunikida Duppo frowned, "That tiger that is reckless in the city, ruining warehouses and fields, is this kid?"

Osamu Dazai helplessly spread his hands: "Yes."

He raised his lips, his iris-colored eyes were full of thought, and murmured: "It's really a terrifying intelligence network."

Is it Funagawa Asaka, no, not her.

Funagawa Asaka said that her abilities are useless to people. She is in the detective agency and has not participated in the investigation.

So Selina came over just to see if he killed himself?

Atsushi Nakajima opened his eyes wide, fell to the ground, and smashed the stacked bowls on the ground: "What are you talking about, how could I be that monster..."