With the rain-washed street in front of him, and the fresh scent of vegetation filling his nose, Kamishiro Kiyoka slowly stretched his body, got out of the car, and stood in front of Mori Ogai's small clinic.
The person who opened the door was a little loli.
Her long, waist-length blond hair is slightly curled and spread behind her head. Her big aqua eyes are reminiscent of the bright sky. She wears a small red round-neck dress and a matching red bow headdress, red round-toe shoes and black and gray trousers.
Knee socks... are full of elements that make otakus call them "unbearable", "so cute" and "kawaii".
Kamishiro Kiyokazu looked at the fan bow tie in front of the little loli's neck and fell into deep thought.
No matter in any civilized country, pedophilia is an extremely serious accusation, and furthermore, it can easily cross the border of illegality and crime. But for people like Mori Ogai, who makes up his own ideal type, there seems to be no law.
Can it be judged?
The ability is indeed too cheating.
It's normal for a radical to want to create a world without supernatural powers someday.
——That's right.
——The little loli in front of me, who looks cheerful and innocent, calls herself Alice, and is Mori Ogai's daughter. She is the subordinate whom Mori Ogai used his humanoid powers to crush.
You can come to a conclusion with just a little thought.
Even without any investigation, Kamishiro Kiyokazu was certain: How could someone like Mori Ogai give birth to such a lovely daughter?!
Oh.
The black-haired boy refused to admit that this was prejudice.
Oda Sakunosuke tacitly spoke for the young master who suddenly didn't want to speak: "Is Dazai here?"
Alice shook her head, her slightly curly blond hair swaying with her petite body. Before she could say anything, Kamishiro Kiyokazu had already taken a step forward, past the lolita, and headed towards the small bungalow behind the small clinic.
"...Dazai-kun hasn't gotten up yet."
The little loli said blankly.
Not knowing the true identity of the little lolita in front of him, Oda Sakunosuke followed the etiquette of visiting a guest and said: "I'm sorry. Young Master, he is more..." The red-haired young man thought about the words, and in his own lack of richness, he said
I looked it up in the vocabulary library and found "regardless of trivial matters."
After saying that, he nodded emphatically.
Alice: "..."
The skills of today's bodyguards include telling lies without changing their expressions?
Osamu Dazai woke up.
But I don’t think about it.
It rained all night last night, and the sky was not that bright this morning. Osamu Dazai buried his head in the quilt, and even though he heard the sound of the clinic door opening, he still felt sleepy.
After Mr. Mori knew that Qinghe would come to see him today, he left Alice in the clinic. Qinghe must be talking to Alice now. After all, few people don't like the kind of little lolita that is based on fairy tales...
…
"Dazai?"
Huh.
"Wake up Dazai."
Hmm...
Dazai Osamu quietly opened one eye, then closed it again when he noticed someone approaching.
Kamishiro Kiyokazu walked to the bed and looked at the person who seemed to be sleeping deeply through the skylight outside the window, but his fingers outside the quilt were twitching.
You say this is a neurological reflex in dreams?
He didn't believe it.
The sound of footsteps faded away.
Dazai Osamu made up his mind to pretend to be asleep. After a while, he heard footsteps approaching again, and then, a towel with a suitable temperature was gently pressed on his face.
?!!!
Kamishiro Kiyowa washed Dazai Maomao's face with great interest.
The black-haired boy gently avoided the bandaged right eye and cleaned the exposed face of the "sleeping" boy. During this period, he secretly reached out and rubbed someone's baby fat or something, which was natural.
Righteousness. - No, "secretly" should be called "justice".
Seeing that Dazai Osamu was still not "awakened", Kamishiro Kiyokazu began to wipe his hands again. After wiping Dazai's two ejaculations, the black-haired boy looked regretfully at the part covered by the quilt and gave up silently.
The difficult Dazai cat will get angry.
Kamishiro Kiyokazu made a gesture of unfolding the towel, and said "Ah" as if in hindsight, and murmured to himself: "This should be Dazai's towel, the pattern is a small rainbow that is very suitable for a boy..."
???
That's Alice's!!!
Dazai Osamu opened his eyes suddenly and found that what Kamishiro Kiyokazu was holding was actually his small solid-color towel: "..."
The kite-colored eyes stared at the bad person accusingly, and then the black-haired boy smiled as if nothing had happened, and even began to take credit, "What do you think, this is a good way to wake up, isn't it?"
For a moment, I didn't know whether he was talking about washing my face and wiping my hands or verbal stimulation.
Osamu Dazai: "..."
hateful.
When Dazai Osamu washed up and changed clothes with a stinking face, and arrived at the small clinic with Kamishiro Kiyokazu, Oda Sananosuke was still chatting with Alice.
It was obvious that the red-haired young man had a good impression of this little lolita.
But in a sense, she is Mori Ogai's clone! You were deceived, Oda-kun!
Shendai Qinghe was heartbroken.
The young man with black hair and black eyes did not comment on this, but just said: "Let's go, Oda-kun." He took out a fruit candy with colorful candy wrappers from his pocket and placed it in the palm of the little loli's hand, "Alice looks good.
Home."
He had absolutely no intention of taking her with him.
Oda Sakunosuke: "Would it be unsafe for such a young girl to be home alone?"
After walking some distance, the red-haired young man asked.
The range of patients received by the black doctor determines the location of the clinic. Naturally, the neighborhood near the small clinic is not a good and safe neighborhood. Even in the daytime, it is worrying.
"Don't worry." Kandairo Kiyokazu said lightly, "Alice can protect herself."
Oda Sakunosuke believed it immediately.
Osamu Dazai, on the other hand, looked sideways several times, wondering what he was thinking.
They first went to Yokohama Chinatown to have breakfast - milk and steamed buns - and then drove to a hospital under the name of Port Mafia. Yes, it was the hospital where Mori Ogai worked.
The rules are the same as yesterday, each person chooses a place to play, and the black-haired boy chooses first.
Osamu Dazai looked up at the hospital sign and asked in confusion: "Are you here to see Mr. Mori?"
"Shh."
Kamidai Kiyowa showed a mysterious smile and lowered his voice: "Follow me."
Pediatrics is on the second floor.
Today, Mori Ogai also performed his duties conscientiously, but whether it was due to the rain last night, he always felt that the temperature was a bit low this morning.
...It wasn't until he and a certain lady who brought Loli's daughter to see a doctor softly explained the precautions and turned around that he discovered the source of the low temperature.
——The vice-dean, who had failed in managing his body and hair even in his middle age, was standing behind him, looking at him with resentment.
Mori Ogai: "..."
Goosebumps dance.
Mori Ogai put on a business smile: "Mr. Vice President?"
The vice-president put his hands behind his back, looked old-fashioned, and said: "Xiao Sen." Xiao Sen: "..."
"You have been in our hospital for a few days. I also see your work. Your ability is obvious to the whole hospital. Oh, not to mention that you look so... a human model.
You look pretty, right!" The vice-president clapped his thigh excitedly, "Many nurses are secretly asking if you are single!"
"Xiao Sen, let me tell you, what about you..."
The other end of the circular corridor is far away from the pediatric department.
Osamu Dazai: "..."
Kamishiro Kiyowa: "..."
The two people who came to watch with ill-intentions listened to the tirade coming from the receiving end of the miniature bug, and looked at each other with the same confusion on their faces.
Osamu Dazai was a little dizzy: "What is that?"
Kamidai Kiyoka said weakly: "It's probably the essential skill of leadership, 'I'll just say a few words'."
Things start from last night.
What woke the young intelligence agent from his nightmare was the vibration of his cell phone, which came from an email from his partner Ango.
Ango said in the email: There was something about Mori Ogai that he forgot to mention before. He was not sure whether his partner needed it, so he quickly made it up.
——Under the guidance of the Secret Service Department, the wife of the vice president not only discovered that her husband had dangerous thoughts, but also discovered that the new doctor Mori Ogai seemed to have strange thoughts about the little girl.
——And yesterday evening, he hesitantly told his husband when he came home from get off work.
hiss.
Is this female intuition?
After praising his partner, Kamishiro Kiyokazu set the alarm clock and slept for a few more hours. In the morning, he happily picked up Dazai Maomao and came together to visit a certain doctor named Mori.
The result——
Naturally, Mori Ogai was transferred to another department, and Kamishiro Kiyokazu and Dazai Osamu were all confused. They looked listless until they got into the back seat of the car.
"Woo."
Dazai Osamu turned to one side, lay down directly, and rested his head on his friend's lap. He had listened to several Ministry of Internal Affairs meetings, had some antibodies, and Kamishiro Kiyawa had recovered, and he rubbed the temples of the uncomfortable Dazai Neko.
at the same time.
Toru Amuro has followed the strategy given by Edogawa Ranpo, bypassed the incompetent and furious Mafia pursuers, and returned to Tokyo by Shinkansen.
He received a call from Belmode.
The female voice coming from the mobile phone was lazy and affectionate, but her words were merciless ridicule: "Bourbon, I heard that you almost got trapped in Yokohama? What kind of dragon and tiger's den can make our chief intelligence officer fail?"
"It has nothing to do with you, Belmod." Toru Amuro lowered his eyes, "I only need to report to Rum."
"Rum left it to me to handle the follow-up, but he didn't tell you?"
"Ding dong."
The mail was delivered just at this time.
Toru Amuro read the content of the email carefully and said, "Now let's talk."
"Talk to me in detail about your experience in Yokohama." The female voice on the phone said lazily, "Ah, about how you used the honey trap to deceive the poor girl and make her welcome you into the layout with joy.
There is no need to describe the heavily-secured villa."
——He didn’t want to describe it either.
Tohru Amuro must admit that the secretive rules of the cowherd industry are reasonable.
Because Asmodeus had been "introduced", the lady from the congressman's family looked at him more openly and acted more boldly than before. If he hadn't been injured at the time, Toru Amuro suspected that the lady from the congressman's family would have ordered two bodyguards to pin him down on the bed.
.
…
In short, after finding an opportunity and knocking out everyone in the villa one by one, Toru Amuro swept through important rooms such as the study, took photos, copied possible information, and then pried open the safe hidden in a secret place, forging a "greedy"
"The Cowherd took advantage of his wealth and stole gold and silver and fled overnight." After returning to the safe house, he compiled the information and reported it to Rum.
"Mr. Congressman is indeed passing on information about the organization, but he is not in contact with the police or government officials." Speaking of this, Toru Amuro was quite puzzled. "It is an unfamiliar organization. The only clue that can be found so far is a mouse icon.
…Looks a bit like Mickey?”
Toru Amuro said that he had tried his best to describe it.
"Leave it to Rum to worry about," the other end of the phone was silent for a while, and the female voice slowly said with a lingering touch, "I am only responsible for sending Mr. Congressman to heaven."