Generally speaking, you should take a rest by the pool after 20 minutes to avoid chest tightness, dry mouth, etc. Therefore, Toru Amuro, who was busy for a long time, did not catch the scene of the "corpse" floating in the hot spring, but it was not much better.
…When he came, he saw a mummy crawling to the shore.
Toru Amuro: "..."
The blond and dark-skinned police officer had some difficulty in controlling the shaking of his hands and not spilling the snacks and drinks he was carrying. He walked slowly and steadily to the edge of the hot spring pool, put down two trays, and sat down with the most normal red-haired person in the room.
Around the young man, I felt a little bit of the warmth that belongs to normal human beings.
Toru Amuro recognized it a little, "Dazai-kun?"
That's right.
Who else but Dazai-kun would wear so many bandages on his body?
It feels like a kind of mental pollution just looking at it.
Kamidai Kiyokazu helped Dazai Osamu, who was dripping wet, to pick up the scattered bandages to prevent him from being tripped, and took a look at this Dazai cat with enhanced bandages.
When we lived in the dormitory, although we didn’t take a shower together, living together inevitably deepened our understanding. For example, Kandai Kiyokazu once saw Dazai Osamu wearing loose pajamas and showing his elbows when he raised his hands. At that time, there were no bandages on the joints.
.
...Wrapped up specially for bathing in hot springs?
"Dazai."
Kamishiro Kiyawa looked at him seriously, "Are you injured?"
Twilight all around.
When Amuro came through, he turned on the light in the corridor.
The orange light shone, and Kamishiro Kiyoshi's amber eyes turned into a rich honey color. Dazai Osamu took a closer look at it curiously, and thought that this color is also very beautiful. As long as it is the original, real eyes of his little friend, what is it?
The colors will be nice, right?
"No."
Osamu Dazai said briskly, “I just want to cosplay a mummy.”
Kamidai Kiyoka nodded.
When he was working in the chief's office, Dazai Osamu would often go out with Oda Sakunosuke. With Odasaku's overly calm character, unless Dazai's cat wiped his neck directly, routine operations such as getting into the water would not immediately arouse his enthusiasm.
In the bodyguard mode, it is estimated that Dazai will watch until Dazai's life is really in danger before starting to hunt for people.
So it is completely reasonable for Dazai Osamu to have new injuries or something.
——Fortunately not.
"Have you ever tried taking off all the bandages?"
Kandao Kiyawa handed over the clean wipes, "If you wear a bandage for a long time, your skin won't have discoloration, right?"
Dazai Osamu made a move.
The bandaged boy wiped his hands absentmindedly, "Probably not."
The tone is uncertain.
Kamidai Kiyoka moved the snack plate over and said matter-of-factly: "It's okay that it's spring now, but in summer, the difference in skin color will probably be more obvious..."
At this point, he was a little curious, "Did you wrap yourself up like this last summer?"
"Dazai-kun may be cold and white-skinned."
Toru Amuro joined the discussion, "You can't tan with skin like this."
"oh?"
Amuro Toru said: "Cold skin and warm skin can be determined by the color of the blood vessels in the wrist..."
He's stuck.
In my memory, Dazai Osamu never showed his wrists.
Kamishiro Kiyokazu is already searching on his mobile phone.
Hmm.
Judging from the pupil color, Dazai cat should have warm white skin?
never mind.
Let’s see it in the summer.
Inexplicably, I felt that the pupil judgment method was a bit like street divination, so Kamidai Kiyawa gave up and sincerely suggested:
"Dazai, you can try the method of soaking in the hot spring with your skin directly in contact. If you don't want to be seen, we can go play cards now and leave the hot spring to you for the time being."
There are many high-quality and cheap entertainment products in the hotel, such as playing cards, chess, etc.
"don't want."
Osamu Dazai shook his head and asked, "Qinghe, don't you want to take a dip?"
"Wait a moment."
Foraging, digesting, and bathing.
Taking a too long nap·Kamidai Kiyokazu When he returned to the hot spring again, the three companions had already entered the water and were talking together. Kamdaikiyo walked slowly against the current and found that they were looking at a little yellowtail.
duck.
Rubber.
They made bold assumptions as to why this kind of children's toy appeared in the pool, including that it was bought by the proprietress for her children but accidentally left behind, that it was left with a previous tourist but was not taken away, and that it luckily escaped sanitation.
And the most outrageous version of a kappa incarnation.
"Qinghe, what do you think?"
"I put it."
"...?"
Osamu Dazai slowly typed a question mark.
Toru Amuro's expression was indescribable, and Sakunosuke Oda...
Can't see it as always.
"I passed by the counter one day and I remembered that you must have never played with it when you were a child, so I bought one."
The pure and harmonious face of God does not change his expression.
It was difficult for Osamu Dazai to judge whether his friend did it on purpose or not. Looking at Kazu's expression, he seemed to really think so.
"But, you haven't played before, have you?"
Although Qinghe has lost his memory, they grew up in a similar environment, and this kind of toy would never appear in such a large mansion.
Kamishiro Kiyokazu thought for a while and nodded.
He looked at the red-haired young man: "Where's Odasaku? Have you ever played?"
"It seems not."
Oda Sakunosuke, who was a killer since he was very young, shook his head.
"Where's Amuro-senpai?"
"No."
When I was a child, I had no relatives around me. Toru Amuro shook his head.
"...I should buy a few more."
Kamidai Kiyokazu pinched the little yellow duck, listened to it make a "chirp" sound, and sighed, "There are so many people in Japan who had unfortunate childhoods."
Toru Amuro subconsciously retorted: "You can't say that. The four of us are not suitable as investigation samples. After all, we are all..."
"oh."
Kamidai Kiyoka changed his mind in a good-natured way, "It seems that this shows that the proportion of people who were unlucky in their childhoods are those who are black... No, it should be said the other way around. The high probability of being unlucky in childhood is those who are black."
A certain police officer: “…………”
In the end, the popular little yellow duck was won by Osamu Dazai.
The vote was 3:1.
Toru Amuro was defeated.
"Chirp——"
The loud and clear voice echoed in the courtyard.
Dazai Osamu swam to the shadow of the hot spring pool and looked towards the lights.
This is an extremely beautiful picture.
Stacked pink flowers and trees, steaming hot springs, and interesting travel companions...
He kind of likes it.
I wonder how long this scene can last?
Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand.
There seems to be an hourglass counting in the void. Even if the sand falls very slowly, as long as it is an hourglass, it will eventually run out.
?
Dazai Osamu's expression moved, and he was suddenly attracted by the movement in the static.
The black-haired boy is walking towards the pool.
Is it 20 minutes?
Thinking like this, Dazai Osamu's eyes unconsciously followed the figure of his friend, the shoulders that seemed to be emitting pearlescent light under the light, and then the back that was gradually exposed as the water deepened. His eyes were on the butterfly bone.
Stop for a moment, fall on the waist wrapped in a bath towel, and then go down...
Kamidai Kiyawa lifted his legs ashore, turned around and looked where he came from, smiling at Dazai Osamu.
All cats are like this.
My eyes are used to chasing moving things.
Kamishiro Kiyokazu sat in the corridor and unlocked his mobile phone, checking intelligence every day. Yokohama was calm and the cadres had nothing to ask for instructions. It could be seen that it was normal to leave his port mafia occasionally...
"Jingle bell."
The cell phone rang just at this moment.
It's like he's here just for a slap in the face.
"..."
Kamishiro Kiyokazu looked at the caller ID with an expressionless face and waited for the fifth ring before pressing the answer button.
The boy's voice was as gentle as the petals of a cherry blossom, "Mori-kun?"
The next second, it turned into a frozen lake in the middle of winter, and every word was filled with a sense of looking down from above, "You'd better have something important to do."
Toru Amuro: "..."
ah.
Is this Kamishiro-kun in mafia boss mode?
Mori Ogai, who was far away in Yokohama, was certainly not the one to be frightened by the change in tone. He clearly stated his doubts about the practical part of the plan, emphasizing that this was not to make trouble out of nothing, but to deal with possible questions from the head of the Secret Service Section.
The question sounded very sincere.
Kamidai Qinghe lowered his eyes.
Get rid of the honorifics and nonsense, what Mori Ogai is talking about is the enrollment problem of Leibo Street. For the residents of Leibo Street, studying "for the future" is too far away for them. Many people there don't even know whether there will be a tomorrow.
I don’t know, taking out a loan/paying money to go to a two-year school is a fantasy.
"Mori-kun, I remember that we recruited underage orphans."
Kandairo Kiyawa said bluntly, "Are you confusing them with those adults who have no tomorrow?"
Amuro couldn't hear what Mr. Mori said on the other end of the phone. He saw the black-haired boy slowly raising the corners of his lips, without any smile on his face:
“Isn’t Japan famous for its bullying culture?”
Amuro Toru's heart trembled.
"Go and spread some rumors, and with a little guidance, those children who are still brave will naturally not be able to bear it." Kamishiro Qinghe's tone was very gentle and patient, "As for how to make up rumors, you don't need me to tell you? This kind of thing is very difficult.
Soon it will become more and more outrageous, and it will become more and more... adapted to the environment."
"Mori-kun, you are a bit stupid."
The phone hangs up.
The rational and cold expression seemed to take off the mask, Kamishiro Kiyo ate the preserved fruit like a normal person, Amuro Toru hesitated, "Kandairo-kun, you..."
"I'm pua him." The young leader readily admitted.
Toru Amuro: "..."
No, that's not what he wanted to ask.
Osamu Dazai swam over breaststroke, "Seiwa?"
"Although I'm on vacation, I still passed the call directly like this."
Kamishiro Kiyowa behaved naturally and reached out to pinch Dazai Maomao's cheek, complaining as if nothing happened, "It affects my mood."
Amuro's heartfelt thoughts were transferred.
As a member of a black organization, Bobon almost always communicates with his colleagues via email before making phone calls, just in case the other party is in a special environment and is inconvenient to connect. He quickly understood the disrespect behind this phone call.
In other words, that Mori-kun's loyalty is very questionable?
Osamu Dazai: "..."
The kite-eyed young boy rubbed his face and was silent for a long time. He picked up a handful of hot spring water with cherry blossoms floating in his hands and poured it on the black-haired boy on the shore.
While thinking, still in the pool, not high enough, Toru Amuro was poured all over his face.
"…………"
Osamu Dazai ignored his face, which could not be seen no matter how dark it was, and happily said to his friend who was being poured on his chest: "Let's have a water fight!"
Toru Amuro wiped her face and said, "Okay."
He laughed evilly and slammed his hands into the water, causing a huge splash!!
Dazai Osamu was completely soaked.
Kamishiro Kiyowa: "..."
Fangtani-senpai, what are you doing? Fangtani-senpai?!
A water fight like a war soon broke out in the pool. It seemed that neither Amuro Toru and Dazai Osamu were in the mood to invite more people to join before the winner was decided.
Oda Sakunosuke said happily: "They have such a good relationship."