Just after he left, a pitch-black crow flew out from the dark corner and landed on the small European-style round table. From the blind spot of Toru Amuro's sight, Kamishiro Kiyokazu took out a bottle of peach juice drink in a paper bottle with the top cut off and placed it on the table.
On the table, the crow immediately put its head to drink the peach juice, acting docile and well-behaved.
Ozaki Momiji fondly touched the crow that fell from the sky, and continued the conversation with the young master that was interrupted by Toru Amuro, "Is this the young master's pet?"
Contrary to what Tohru Amuro thought, Ozaki Momiji and Kamishiro Kiyokazu discovered that he arrived a little earlier than he thought.
Perhaps it was because of the keenness of a person with special abilities, or because of the difference in combat experience between the two sides - after all, there is still a big gap between the level of security and chaos in Yokohama and Tokyo. - At that moment, the black-haired boy immediately responded to
The crow made a "hide" gesture and continued to stare at the phone in a daze, while the kimono woman copied the other person's response in an instant and continued to read fashion magazines.
"Well, its name is Xiaoqi."
Kamishiro Kiyokazu’s introduction was simple and clear and got to the point, “He is a crow who only likes handsome men and beautiful women.”
"quack!"
[I am proud of my handsome face, Oye! Master, we are so destined to that handsome guy! We meet again!]
In fact, your fate with him goes back much earlier.
Kamishiro Kiyokazu briefly introduced: "His code name is Bourbon, and he is from the same organization as Gin."
One of the reasons why Xiao Qi is not allowed to show up is to prevent Senior Fang Gu from thinking of crows. The second reason is that although Xiao Qi has never seen Senior Fang Gu before - otherwise he would definitely remember it, but Fang Gu might not be able to show up.
Have seniors seen it before? Who knows if the old boss who keeps crows has the habit of showing off his pets? There are too many people showing off their babies, cats and dogs these days. What if a certain boss shows off crows?
If Senior Jiang Gu has seen Xiao Qi and can recognize Xiao Qi, wouldn't this be a waste of money?
"quack!"
[Oh, I understand, you can’t let him see the smart and handsome me, right? No problem! I’m pretty good with Sister Hongye and Master! Ah, the moon is so bright tonight, just like when I look at you,
My mood is brightened!]
Kamishiro Kiyokazu: "...as long as you are happy."
never mind.
He has given up researching the origin of Xiao Qi's sweet words.
Ozaki Momiji watched the crow squawking at the young master, and the two sides were communicating back and forth. Then she saw the crow turn towards her, bending one of its wings and spreading the other, bowing its head in a gentlemanly salute.
He couldn't help but smile, "Xiao Qi is really polite. Since it's called Xiao Qi, the young master doesn't raise six crows, right?"
The Mafia cadre who was the intelligence chief asked subconsciously, and then realized that he had overstepped. He saw the black-haired boy smiling and proactively sending the information, and his words seemed to mean that she was one of his own: "That's not true.
There is only this one, my pet, and my superpower only allows me to communicate with it."
Ozaki Momiji's heart felt ripples, but she just smiled.
Kamishiro Kiyawa more or less guessed what Momiji-sensei was thinking, but it didn’t matter. Dazai and Oda-kun already knew it anyway, so adding Momiji-sensei was nothing.—And communicating with a crow... This kind of power sounds like it
It's like a child's play house. Apart from a slight advantage in intelligence, it can't do anything else - only if the crow is smarter and obedient.
Therefore, even Xiao Qi can fly from Yokohama to Tokyo, but Mori Ogai cannot bring Dazai Osamu...
etc.
"Xiao Qi, how did you get to Tokyo?"
"quack!"
[Take the Shinkansen, Master!]
Kamishiro Kiyowa: "..."
Um.
The idea of flying is indeed wrong. As expected of you, Xiaoqi.
Ozaki Momiji watched Xiaoqi jumping around in front of her eyes, as if... showing her courtesy? It wasn't until the other party held a flower from the terrace in her mouth that Ozaki Momiji truly confirmed this. The kimono woman smiled even deeper, took the flower and her eyes
Flowers with similar colors spoke softly, "Thank you, Xiaoqi."
Then she saw Xiao Qi fly to the young master's shoulder, and the whole bird was buried in the shoulder nest.
Ozaki Momiji:?
Kamidai Kiyawa explained helplessly, "It's shy."
After all, he is a male crow, so he is so shy when faced with a good-looking female/female who shows affection towards him.
That's right.
This crow with a double standard of appearance also has double standards for the same sex and the opposite sex. If Osamu Dazai were a little girl, Xiaoqi's reaction when he said bad things about the crow would not be to rush to fight but to murmur sadly. She might even perform a show
Cover your face and run wildly... no, fly wildly? Can you fly with just one wing...
"Ding dong."
Osamu Dazai's email has arrived.
Yokohama. A small bungalow behind Mori Ogai Clinic.
Dazai Osamu sat in the small bedroom, sitting on the small bed next to the window sill, holding his new mobile phone lovingly, and focused on the messages in the chat room of the intelligence dealers.
For Osamu Dazai, who basically only hangs around the port mafia and nearby neighborhoods every day, this chat room is like opening a new window, presenting a more exciting world in front of him, and this display is completely gentle and harmless.
Yes, no one knows the identity of the other person through the screen. No matter how hard you check, I believe you can only find the person who originally held the ID of Feiniao.
An almost absolutely safe window.
It is indeed a well-prepared gift.
Does the ID "flying bird" contain some hope of the gift giver? Or is it a simple coincidence?
Osamu Dazai is unknown.
But when he felt this sincerity, his heart felt like it was soaked in slightly warm water. It was just the right temperature, not hot, and it didn't seem to slowly cool down over time.
Is this really something that a being named "Osama Dazai" can possess?
Will you not lose this time?
The kite-eyed young boy hesitantly put down his cell phone, leaned against the window sill, and looked up at the moon in the sky. The same moon shone through Yokohama and Tokyo.
"Ding dong."
Qinghe’s email.
Dazai Osamu slowly opened it.
Hmm.
Tokyo travel notes as he expected.
Although the language in the email can be considered humorous, and the attached photos are spectacular or gorgeous, Osamu Dazai was obviously not very touched by it. The young boy's fingers slowly swiped the screen, and the end of the long email reflected in his eyes:
【...The tour guide for this Tokyo tour is Amuro-senpai, so lucky!
Amuro-senpai's job is really diverse, and he deserves the title of "Part-time Emperor".
I'll tell you in detail when I get back.
——Qinghe】
"…………"
Why did that strange Amuro-senpai appear again?!
Dazai Osamu sat upright suddenly, his eyes flashed with light, and he began to reply to the email seriously.
[Seiwa, can Mr. Amuro’s photos be sold?
There is something I want to buy, but I don’t have enough money. I want to buy it myself.
Is it okay? It’s okay~=w=
——Dazai]
Kamishiro Kiyowa: "..."
The black-haired boy stared for a long time at the kaomoji that appeared in Dazai's cat mail for the first time. Coupled with the tone that seemed to be coquettish, the blood tank of the shit shovel was instantly cleared.
etc.
Kamidai Kiyowa put down his cell phone, touched Xiaoqi's feathers, and recalled the pile of documents he saw at the farming chief's desk one time, which was so tall that it almost overwhelmed the farming chief who was sitting at the table with thinning hair...
--call.
——Forced calm is basically achieved.
The young intelligence officer from the Secret Service Section mentally reviewed the current situation and daily activities of a senior police officer. He thought about it for a while, closed his eyes, turned to his phone, and switched the email page to the background. Then he opened his eyes and opened the web search. In Tokyo
Filter the keyword "blond hair, dark skin, handsome guy" within the range...
Ah this.
Fukitani-senpai is quite popular.
Kamishiro Kiyoka looked at the posts on a self-created forum about blond and dark-skinned young people working part-time in coffee shops/dessert shops/western restaurants, etc., which triggered an upsurge of female customers of all ages. They included secret photos, and even found one
The picture on the unscrupulous website Tidbit News uses a secret photo of a handsome blond guy...
The black-haired boy had a great enlightenment.
The previous worries are unnecessary.
Presumably Furitani-senpai has already dealt with the matter of "the unknowing police academy may recognize my identity at the same time and cause my undercover failure". In this case, he has nothing to worry about!
Although the photo of Fukutani-senpai that Dazai had in his hand could only be the picture of the battle-damaged wet body, that picture did not reveal much information other than... well, that. Anyway, Yokohama's poor security is not the same.
In the past two days, Fangtani-senpai could have used the same explanation to people inside and outside the black organization: he somehow provoked the mafia and was hunted down.
It's completely true.
Except for the fact that I found out the reason halfway.
More than this, Kamishiro Kiyokazu wants to know, what does Osamu Dazai want to buy?
【what ever.
——Qinghe】
My friend agreed.
Osamu Dazai snorted softly.
The young boy with Yuanming eyes was not satisfied. He was separated by two places and could not communicate face to face, so he could not know his friend's expression and body movements when replying like this. Therefore, he could not judge the other person's state of mind at this time... It had nothing to do with the overall situation.
Randomly? Or thoughtful indulgence?
The content of the email is too simple.
Dazai Neko, who loves puzzles, feels anxious.
"Ding dong."
It's a new email.
Dazai Osamu opened it quickly.
【What do you want to buy?
——Qinghe】
Hum.
Sensing the curiosity in this email, Osamu Dazai felt like he was winning back a victory. His mood subtly improved, and he responded slowly.
【Confidential.
——Dazai]
Kamishiro Kiyowa: "..."
Is it an illusion? From this brief content and the neat full stop at the end, the black-haired boy sensed a strange revenge.
Although Dazai Maomao is still a kitten, but... isn't this level of childishness a bit too much?
It is indeed an illusion.
The senior shit shoveler fell into deep thought.
"Are you chatting with Dazai?"
Ozaki Momiji's voice sounded, and the kimono woman said casually, "You two have such a good relationship. After the young master succeeds to the throne, he will invite Dazai to join the port mafia."
Kamishiro Kiyokazu slowly typed a question mark.
"...?"
You have a good relationship and then harm him? What’s the logic? Isn’t Port Mafia a good place?
The young intelligence officer of the Special Agent Division expressed that he could not understand. The black-haired boy looked at the female Mafia cadre in front of him with an expression of "Are you serious, Hongye-san?", "No, I plan to send Dazai to school."
"...?"
This time it was Ozaki Momiji’s turn to raise the question mark.
Both sides looked at each other.
Half a moment.
Ozaki Momiji tentatively asked: "Young Master, are you serious?"
Kamishiro Kiyawa nodded speechlessly: "Of course, Dazai is only 14. Although he knows a lot of things, school teaches not only knowledge, but also the ability to get along with others and be harmonious with society. Dazai is so lacking in this."
After pausing for a moment, he pondered, "Sister Hongye, you are only 18. In fact, you are still old enough to go to school, but you can probably only forge documents to take the adult college entrance examination... Maybe some universities can spend more money and become an auditor?"
The moonlight is bright and the shadows of flowers on the terrace are intertwined.
The young man with black hair and black eyes smiled, looking helpless and gentle, as gentle as the warm spring breeze in March, "Sister Hongye, don't leave too fast, at least train a successor first...Sister Hongye?"
"I'm sorry, I suddenly remembered something and have to leave now."
The woman in kimono spoke a little hastily, her steps were hurried, and her figure quickly disappeared on the terrace.