Another World Bookstore in Yokohama

Chapter 80

In the reception hall of the Armed Detective Agency, a brown-haired and blue-eyed Frenchman didn't sit upright or serious like the usual guests, but instead looked careless.

Lazy and deaf, he propped his elbows on his knees while talking about the things he wanted to entrust.

"I just came to Japan recently, I don't know the place well, and I got lost with my friends."

"We are looking for him now, and it is estimated that he has been killed now."

"Ah, it's not the kind that was killed, or the kind that was in trouble. Well, the state is unpredictable, but I can be sure that he is not dead."

"Why do you feel that way?" Kunikida Doppo asked.

"It's nothing, I believe in his strength, after all, that guy is still a relatively powerful supernatural being."

The man blinked.

Kunikida Doppo asked: "Then can you elaborate on the other party's information? It's also convenient for us to find."

"If you can say it, you can say it," the man looked a bit conflicted, with a trace of sadness on his handsome face, "it's just that he's more sensitive to his personal information, even if it's for this kind of thing, okay, I'll say it." " At last the man smiled, sat up straight, and then leaned back on the back of the sofa.

He changed his mouth when Kunikida Doppo's complexion on the opposite side gradually became serious.

"That guy, ah, is a man with long red hair, but usually only wears a braid, looks pretty good, the last time I saw him, he was wearing a tan turtleneck sweater and baggy black trousers , and a long ivory trench coat."

While recording, Kunikida Doppo asked, "What about the supernatural ability, can we talk about it? If you are looking for people with supernatural abilities, this is a very important clue."

"Of course, it's already started anyway."

"That."

"[The past] seems to be able to go back to the past and change some things in the past, which will lead to changes in the present and future. But I don't know the details."

At this time, a person suddenly entered the room, sitting between Kunikida Doppo and Izumi Kyoka who stayed quietly aside.

Kunikida tilted his head alone.

It's Osamu Dazai.

The man who was narrating paused, and the corners of his mouth curled up extremely lightly at an angle that no one noticed.

"If you don't know, don't go into details. What's your friend's name? And what's your name?" Kunikida Doppo turned around and asked.

"Oh," the man sat up straight with a surprised expression, "didn't I say my name? I'm really sorry."

"You can call me Paul, and my friend's name is, "

"Verlaine."

The moment Paul finished speaking, Osamu Dazai, who was gripping the sofa with crooked fingers, froze suddenly, and his smile froze.

Suddenly Paul exclaimed, Dazai Osamu came back to his senses, and asked Kunikida Doppo first: "What's wrong?"

The man shrugged and said with a smile: "It's nothing, just seeing your sudden appearance, I wonder if you know my friend."

Hearing this, Osamu Dazai's body leaning forward shrank back again.

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"We need to have a simple meal first, I don't know if you can bear it." Standing together at the door, Kunikida asked alone.

Paul said it didn't matter, "Of course, but now?"

03:30?

Kunikida Doppo explained: "There was a special event at noon, so I didn't have time to eat. When I returned to the detective agency, you happened to be Mr. Paul."

"It seems that I have a reason."

"No, it has nothing to do with you, it's just that our workload has increased recently." Kunikida Doppo explained.

"That's really hard work." The man said softly.

Kunikida Doppo didn't hear it, he nodded after saying that to Paul, went to the big public table in the hall, picked up a lunch box on it, walked to his place, picked up chopsticks and started to gobble it up.

Paul was a little bored, he paced around the room slowly, his eyes drooped in emptiness.

...

At this moment, Osamu Dazai followed behind the man, and then walked gracefully and turned in front of Paul.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the man: "Are you sure it's called that name? Mr. Paul."

"Of course." The man said without hesitation.

"What. Do you have any questions about my name?" Paul asked with his head tilted.

"It's nothing, just asking." After speaking, Dazai Osamu nodded politely, pursed his upper lip, turned and walked away.

Kunikida Doppo blinked, swallowed the last mouthful of food, and stood up.

"Mr. Paul, it's ready now." Kunikida walked towards the door alone.

"It's really fast." The man said with emotion.

"Then you can go to the first place that I must have."

"Has it been determined yet?"

"Well, when I was talking to you earlier."

"I'm going too—" Osamu Dazai yelled after him.

"Then be quiet!"

***

Night Harbor Mafia

In a bright hall with bright walls, Ryunosuke Akutagawa stood in the center wearing a freshly made suit with his eyes downcast.

He was still a little dazed.

Mori Ogai stood in front of the boy on the right, and after talking politely with a few people who came to congratulate him, he turned to look at Akutagawa.

"This is your promotion banquet, do you want to say a few words?"

Hearing this, Akutagawa Ryunosuke's eyelashes trembled, then he raised his head and looked energetic and walked in front of Mori Ogai, shouting loudly.

"Next, Akutagawa Ryunosuke."

Many people's eyes were attracted, and they looked curiously at the energetic Akutagawa Ryunosuke.

The boy coughed twice and continued:

"Today and this night, I was promoted to a cadre and became a closer support to the leader."

"I am deeply honored to be able to sit on an equal footing with many previous predecessors. But this is not the point. The point is that in the future missions, I can lead more soldiers and warriors of the port mafia together."

"Make this building, this area, and this city where we are located more prosperous, beautiful, and more orderly."

There was an uproar at the scene.

It's all mafia, what beauty and prosperity, what order.Everyone only felt that Akutagawa's words were contradictory, but their eyes were trembling, and they were all excited and trembling inside.

After all, although they are mafia, they are also members of this city, and they all love this city.Who wouldn't want to be able to carry out evil destruction with one's own hands and create a better scene in Yokohama?

Of course, except for some extreme villains.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke hadn't finished speaking.

"...And this is even better. This order requires us to expand more skillfully in future tasks, as well as appropriate control. And the 'appropriate' control and deployment requires the leader or subordinates, or some other The high-level personnel first make a preliminary judgment, give everyone guidance and revise the policy of task development..."

"...Now everyone may not be aware of the differences and benefits, but the few people who work with me recently may have some feelings. During that mission, I modified some content without authorization, but It led to a more successful and rapid mission, and some nearby residents also spoke more highly of the Mafia than before."

"Even, because of this, I was praised by the leader..."

After he paused for a moment, Akutagawa Ryunosuke looked around at the silent banquet.It was very noisy at first.

"Hui Huo's great and admirable life is not admired because of his profession, but because of his deeds and the final results of his deeds." This is the last sentence .

No one doesn't want to be liked, and no one hates being praised.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke's words more or less knocked on the doors of their hearts that were closed to the bright world.

Chuya Nakahara, who was on the edge of the banquet, exchanged glances with Osamu Dazai who appeared out of nowhere, and said with emotion: "Your teaching is pretty good."

Osamu Dazai waved his hands in fear, "No, it's not me."

"?"

"It's the boss. Akutagawa-kun goes to his class every day recently, um, it should be a class. Every time I go to talk to Boss Lin, it is when Akutagawa-kun happens to leave."

"Oh~" The voice sighed mistyly.

"It doesn't look like you care much?" Zhong Yuan raised his eyebrows.

However, after hearing this, Osamu Dazai's smile suddenly collapsed, "I don't care, I don't care, how could I not care, I'm so sad—"

Zhong Yuanzhong also rolled his eyes.

Obviously, this person left the port mafia so happily.

"Ah! Roll your eyes, Chuya actually rolled your eyes!" Osamu Dazai shouted with his eyes wide open, and took a quick photo with his mobile phone in an inconspicuous hand.

"Of course it's uncomfortable, but after knowing that Akutagawa-kun's new teacher is the boss, I feel much better."

"Is it the boss?" Zhong Yuanzhong was also a little surprised.

For him, whether the boss is willing to teach Akutagawa Ryunosuke or Akutagawa is willing to learn from the boss, it is very confusing to him.

Osamu Dazai did not answer Chuya Nakahara's words,

Instead, seeing Mori Ogai's gaze looking over, he greeted him with a happy smile.

"Ah, what a rare visitor, Dazai-kun." Mori Ogai smiled.

He knew that Osamu Dazai would come today.

Osamu Dazai greeted Mori Ogai with a smile, and then turned his gaze to Ryunosuke Akutagawa not far away.Just now, Mori Ogai moved around while Akutagawa was talking.

The other party seemed to sense his gaze, and nodded politely at him.Osamu Dazai twitched the corner of his mouth stiffly.

emm———hum!

"Things are different." The man murmured ignorantly.

Mori Ogai smiled lightly, took the wine glass that was on the plate when the waiter passed by, and handed it to Osamu Dazai.

The wine glass blocked his sight, Osamu Dazai came back to his senses.

Then he took the wine glass handed over by Mori Ogai, took a sip, his lips moved away from the rim of the glass, and stopped at a certain distance.

The corners of Dazai Osamu's mouth raised, and a bit of clear laughter overflowed.

It is comfort, happiness, and subtle sadness and isolation.

He is satisfied.

The author has something to say: lottery draw, lottery draw (although it started yesterday)

This time, ten full-book random points are drawn, not one hundred for each person, but we still have to look at everyone's European spirit.

Remember to be bubbly after you get the prize~

Draw on Thursday.