For the Slaughter To Eliminate the Haggard

Then prove it to me.

All he said was this.

He wants me to prove that the Hyuga Kazuto who has been with him for the past three years is Hyuga Kazuto, not a dummy specially created to suit his wishes.

Perhaps the atmosphere at the time was too subtle, or maybe it was because my mind was too chaotic after a busy day, and I unexpectedly replied the word "good".

After Dazai went downstairs and left, I took a shower and lay on the bed. I couldn't bear the heavy eyelids with all my worries, so I quickly fell asleep.

The next morning, I woke up suddenly, widened my eyes and sat up—

Why do I have to prove it to him, did I have a bug in my brain? !

The huge sum of money for the mental loss fee has been called to him, what else do you want to do!

I craned my neck to look around, and found that there was no Dazai anywhere as far as I could see, and the stone in my heart immediately dropped.

Huh, it's okay, it looks like he's gone.

Although he made a promise, there is nothing he can do if the other party is not there. When he turns around and asks, he said that it was not my fault that he broke the contract by throwing his hand away first...

Thinking of my own success, I couldn't help laughing, hehe.

The first thing I do when I get up is to fold the quilt. After I fold the quilt, I start to change my clothes. Halfway through the change, I touch the table with my hand and drink water when I pick up the cup.

Unfortunately it is empty.

I grabbed my tousled hair and went downstairs with an empty water glass to get some water—it wasn't even opening time for the bar, but someone had already taken a seat.

Looking at the familiar sand-colored back, I froze for a second when I grabbed my hair.

"Dazai?!" I looked at the person sitting on the deck with a ghostly look, "Why are you still here?!"

Before the other party could reply, I suddenly realized how sloppy I was now, with chicken coop heads, eye feces hanging in the corners of my eyes, and the corners of my shirts buried in the edge of my pajama pants, showing a weird mix and match style... The most important thing is that both the headband and the lenses are Didn't do it ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! !

I hurriedly threw the cup and covered my forehead, and ran back to the attic, crawling and crawling. Even a slipper flew off. The boy downstairs just turned his head, kept holding the magazine in his hand, blinked his eyes, and suddenly smiled. come out.

"If you laugh again, I'll put a slipper in your mouth!"

Dazai laughed even more.

After I cleaned myself up like a person, I went downstairs and sat across from the young man, with the attitude of a teacher asking for guilt: "Why didn't you go back to Yokohama?"

Hearing this, Dazai straightened his long legs and stretched a big lazy waist: "Well...why is this?"

"Don't interrupt me," I said, looking badly, "you didn't stay here because of what you said last night?"

"What if I said yes?" Dazai's eyes were still on the magazine.

"...Aren't you going to wash your resume, just ran out like this, not afraid of Anwu chasing you?"

"Ango will get used to it sooner or later, I'm just exercising his patience."

After saying this outrageous bastard, his eyes suddenly lit up, he grabbed the magazine and turned the contents towards me. I raised my eyebrows and saw that it was a large wisteria flower printed on it. The photo in full bloom, the top of the photo reads "Kawachi Fuji Garden, one of the most must-see attractions in Fukuoka, it is better to act if you are excited, bring your partner to GOGOGO!".

I reached out and pressed the back of Dazai's hand and met his expectant gaze: "Want to go?"

The look of anticipation increases the wattage again.

"It's long past the best time to see flowers," I said. "It's better to go to Dahao Park than to go there."

"Eh... that sounds very boring."

"Our scenery in Fukuoka is much more interesting than you think," I picked up my phone and sent a text message to Jiro. After confirming that there was no commission today, I stood up and said, "Don't think about Kawachi Fujien, but you can first I'll show you around Hakata."

Dazai immediately recovered his spirits, and he didn't know if the appearance just now was pretending: "Hi~"

After taking my mobile wallet, I led Dazai away from Babylon, and before closing the door, I suddenly remembered a question: "How did you sneak in?"

Dazai smiled without saying a word, and only slowly lifted a pin that had been pulled into a straight strip.

I:"…"

Damn, forget this guy is Yokohama Lock King!

I thought for a while whether I should let Jiro change the lock, and then asked Dazai, "Did you stay at the hotel last night?"

"That's right," Dazai said, putting his hand in his pocket, "and it's the most luxurious hotel here. After all, Ichito gave me a lot of 'whore money', so what if I don't spend it well?"

"...That's a mental loss fee!"

The weather in Hakata today couldn't be better. The sky was full of sunshine, but it was not hot. It was just the right day to go out.

"By the way," Dazai asked as he crossed the pedestrian crossing, "Why does Ichito live in the bar loft?"

"Because I was picked up by Jiro," I didn't shy away from this, "I had nowhere to go at that time. In order to repay his kindness for taking in, I have been living upstairs to help him take care of Babylon, lest one day the enemy family Came to his door and smashed his shop."

After reaching the opposite side of the road, I turned and walked to the right: "Let's take you to Guotietong's intestine pot restaurant to eat something."

Dazai looked at me without refuting.

When I first came here from the ninja world, my eyes were smeared. If I hadn’t been fortunate enough to meet Jiro and join the revenge house, I guess I would still be a robber who specializes in stealing people’s money in small black alleys.

On the way to the intestine pot restaurant, I saw an acquaintance.

"Huh?" I stopped, "Enoda?"

The mushroom-headed boy whose name was called was standing at the entrance of the mall playing with his mobile phone, and immediately raised his head when he heard the sound.

I waved at him.

"It's strange that you are willing to move your nest." I walked up to him and teased.

"I don't stay in Internet cafes all the time, and occasionally I need to come out to get some fresh air," Enoda replied, and then noticed the person behind me, "This is..."

"Good day," Dazai introduced himself with a harmless smile, "I'm Osamu Dazai."

The moment he heard the other person's name, Enoda's hand holding the phone suddenly tightened, and he quickly turned his eyes to look at me, as if asking silently.

I mentioned Dazai to Enoda, but I hadn't had time to tell him about the incident of being arrested last night, so I hurriedly stepped forward to wrap his arms around his neck and escorted him to the corner to talk: "It was a miscalculation, Dazai gave him I sent an email and he planted a locating virus in it."

"How is that possible," Enoda said in disbelief, "I modified your computer myself, and even if there is a virus intrusion, it will automatically generate a defense system."

Enokita is proficient in all kinds of computer viruses, and his defense system can be said to be impeccable - if the opponent is not Dazai.

I shook my head, beckoning him to recognize the truth.

Probably because his proud hacking skills were challenged, Enoda's expression changed. Then, he straightened his back and glanced at Dazai, then looked back into my eyes: "Where are you going?"

I replied: "Intestine pot restaurant."

"Eating sausage pot every day is too boring," he said. "Why don't you go to a hamburger restaurant."

I looked puzzled: "The burger joint is so far from here, people will starve to death before they can pass."

After saying goodbye to Enoda, I took Dazai to taste the prosperous delicacy of pan-fried sausages. When I was drinking tea to relieve my tiredness, the other party asked, "Is Ito a regular customer of this store?"

"Yeah," I put down the teacup and settled the bill, "Everyone often comes here for dinner."

Filling my stomach, the next step is to pass the time. To be honest, I haven’t lived in Hakata for many days in Yokohama, and I haven’t been to any interesting places except for being taken by Jiro occasionally at the end of the mission… Or else go watch movie?

No no no!

I dismissed the idea immediately.

Watching a movie or something is really too ambiguous for me and Dazai to do it.

So I racked my brains for a long time, and after passing all the options such as watching movies and swimming in the lake, I finally found a sad fact - no matter where I go, as long as it is a match of a man and a woman, it will look very shameful. !

"Ito," Dazai reminded behind him, "your head seems to be smoking."

"No, don't talk, let me ponder..."

Suddenly, my phone vibrated.

The caller is the horse farm.

"Ito," he said to Convenience in the first second of the call, "It's rare that the weather is so good, do you want to play baseball?"

"Maybe not today," I said, "Isn't Lin still with you, take him there, or call Qiaomei."

After listening to my suggestion, the horse farm lowered his voice slightly, as if he was hiding from someone: "To be honest, I need a super-sacred teammate who can drag two."

...it seems that he has already tried it with the siblings, and it didn't turn out well.

"Don't refuse," After complaining, the horse farm's voice became loud again, "Where are you now, I'll pick you up."

I replied casually, "I'm at the National Rail Link..."

I caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of the window, and I looked over there subconsciously, and I happened to have an affectionate look at the horse farm who had just walked out of the store next door: "...in the intestine pot shop."

Fate, amazing.

I don't have classes this weekend, so Qiaomei specially turned off the party with my roommates and came to Lin to play, and the racecourse also encountered the same problem as me. I am a big man, and I have to drag my family and lead my future daughter-in-law. I wandered around the streets with my future sister-in-law, and after thinking for a long time, I just came up with a project that is very suitable for group activities, playing baseball.

Who knew we would meet as soon as I called me.

"Is this your friend?" Racecourse greeted first, "Hello, my name is Shanji Racecourse. This is Lin Xianming here, and this is Lin Qiaomei next to me. They are brother and sister."

Dazai's greetings got stuck in his throat. He stared at the two blonde and black-haired beauties in front of him, but he couldn't see where the "brother" in "brother and sister" was.

Lin expected that this would happen, and he didn't give up: "I'm Lin Xianming, Qiaomei's brother."

Judging from Tae-jae's expression, I think he might have refreshed his three views today.

Of the five people present, two were women, and there was a man who liked shopping more than women, so the pitiful proposal of the racecourse to play baseball was suppressed, and the goals of the two sides became one. - Go shopping!

Me, Qiaomei and Lin were huddled in front of us discussing the most popular clothing styles this year, while Baba and Dazai, who had no fashion sense, followed behind.

Halfway through the way to the mall, Qiaomei suddenly discovered a novelty: "Ah, a self-service shopping machine!"

The so-called self-service shopping machine is an unmanned vending machine that buyers cannot see the goods inside, put in a thousand yen, and the goods that come out are expensive or cheap, all based on luck.

After that, Qiaomei pulled us directly to the shopping machine, and after paying the money, she pressed the button next to it.

A burst of music sounded, she bent down to open the partition of the pickup port, and took out the lucky item from it.

When I opened it, it was just a normal pencil.

Qiaomei was a little discouraged.

"It doesn't matter, Qiaomei," Lin comforted his sister, "it's just bad luck this time, try again."

Just when Qiaomei was about to send another thousand in, Dazai said, "Let's make a wish in exchange for something first."

Everyone looked at him in unison with puzzled eyes.

"For example..." Dazai took the money from Qiaomei's hand, closed his eyes and said softly before putting it in, "I would like to exchange a ten-year lifespan for a good luck bonus."

I:"…???"

When the music ended, Qiaomei took out a box with wooden dolls from the pickup port, and was instantly surprised: "Ah, it's the kimono doll I've always wanted!"

She covered her mouth in disbelief.

"What the hell, I don't believe in this evil, unless a miracle happens again," I also took out a note from my wallet and put it in. "This time I'll be killed for twenty years."

Then got a premium watch.

I:"…"

"Oh my God," Qiaomei was shocked, "Is Zhongye's life so good?"

As soon as she finished speaking, her eyes lit up, and she immediately took out her wallet and took out all the money: "Then I'll hold it for 30 years!"

I hurriedly rushed up: "Cunning, leave some for me, I'll press forty!"

"Then I want fifty!"

"sixty!"

"seventy!"

"eighty!"

"I'll put all of Zhong Ye's next life into it!"

…

The horse farm shook his head again and again: "This friend named Zhongye is not easy to live."

As a result, I didn't buy anything that day, and I went to the self-service shopping machine in a mishap.

Qiaomei and I were alone with a large bag of things, and we returned with a full load.

After saying goodbye to everyone, Dazai helped me move things back to Babylon, but it didn't stay there for long.

"I'm going to the inn to get something," he told me. "See you tomorrow, Ichito."

I hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

What I didn't know, however, was that Dazai, who had left Babylon, didn't go back to the hotel, but instead went to a burger shop.

There, Enoda has been waiting for a long time.

"You're a smart person." His profile was blurred and soft in the afterglow.

The hamburger restaurant is a long way from the intestine pot restaurant, and it is not a special food. It is impossible for the locals to let the guests who come from afar come here to eat, not to mention that he specially looked at Dazai before making this suggestion. as a hint.

Dazai sat down opposite him, calmly and indifferently: "Since you deliberately avoided Idou, then there must be something important?"

"It doesn't really matter," Enoda said with a smile, "I just wanted to ask you what method you used to break through the defense system I set up on Ito's computer. The program I designed should be impeccable."

"There is nothing invulnerable in this world." Dazai's tone was very natural.

"It seems that you don't want to say it."

Enoda moved back and leaned against the seat back, with the same smile on his face: "I have a good relationship with Ito."

Dazai didn't answer, just quietly met his gaze.

"I know what food Ichito likes to eat, what color clothes she likes to wear, I know her past and her present very well," Enoda raised her head, not wanting to stop, "I am with her. A particularly complementary partner, her unparalleled skills combined with my brain and hacking skills, there are almost no tasks in Fukuoka that we can't complete - oops, don't look at me with that kind of eyes, it's terrible."

After noticing the undercurrent in Dazai's calm eyes, he said that he was terrifying on the surface, but in fact he still couldn't say: "Actually, I just want to say that I am very familiar with her, at least far more than she and you."

"Even if she's in Yokohama, she talks to me on the phone much more than you do."

After saying this, he took out the paper and pen from the black backpack at hand, and after a few hastily drawn circles, handed it to Dazai: "I know you are interested in her affairs, and you are really a very smart character, so do I. I didn't expect to impress you with a little bit of intelligence."

"Let's do it," Enokita put forward his own conditions, "You tell me the means to break the defense program, and I will draw you all the relationships between her and the surrounding men that I know, how about you?"

Dazai held the piece of paper that read "Nakahara Nakaya · friend, Akutagawa Ryunosuke · half-master and apprentice, Akutagawa Jiro · best friend and classmate", the corner of his mouth slightly hooked.

I know a lot.

But it was all in his calculations.

"Okay," he returned the paper, pretending to be "since you're so sincere, then I'll reluctantly accept it" and said, "Deal."

I sneezed abruptly as I sorted out the spoils in Babylon: "Ah-sneezes!"

I rubbed my nose, squeezed the Yushou in my hand and muttered, "Have you caught a cold?"