For the Slaughter To Eliminate the Haggard

The smell of blood in the bungalow is too heavy, and there are corpses everywhere, it is really not suitable for conversation.

After I got outdoors, the fresh air in the forest made me feel like I got a new life.

I looked at Dazai behind me, and he met my gaze calmly, I scratched my head, and said the lines that I had already written: "I was going to forge an Oda corpse before you came. Yes, who knew you were moving so fast."

"Why?" he asked.

"Well, of course, I don't want Oda to die. I figured out the truth some time ago, and I found out..."

"Why?" he asked again.

Dazai's calm eyes were filled with imperceptible anger. I had never seen him like this before, so I could not help but be silent for a while.

The reason why I followed Mori Ogai's plan was to break Dazai's last psychological line of defense against me. Of course, saving Oda's life was also one of the goals, but the former could not be exposed, and the latter was not convincing enough... …

"I don't like leaders who exchange the lives of their subordinates for benefits." I turned to look at the distant mountains and forests, and raised the reason for saving Oda to a higher level, "Oda has his own ideals, and I don't want him because he was beaten by himself. My boss calculated and folded it here, so such a play was arranged."

"I have to use you to strengthen the credibility, I'm sorry."

It's well-founded, without loopholes, and I have to believe it myself.

The refreshing wind swayed slowly across the mountainside, and the sound of the leaves rubbing sounded very pleasant.

After a long while, Dazai said, "Ito, I..."

"Ah, I haven't told you where Oda and those children are now," I said suddenly, running up to him and grabbing his wrist, "walk around and meet them first."

The mission is coming to an end, and Dazai's tone must have something to say to me, but I can't listen.

I giggled along the way, not giving each other a chance to interrupt at all.

I'm afraid I'll be soft-hearted.

Oda and the five children he adopted went to my house as agreed, and when Dazai and I got there, the children gathered around Oda to ask what happened.

"Hey," Dazai clapped his hands, his tone returned to his usual casualness, "then it's time for adults."

The eldest boy was called Kosuke, and he wanted to ask something, but was interrupted by Oda with a serious face: "Go back to the room first."

The boy pursed his mouth, and had no choice but to follow the other children into the house in despair.

"What are you going to do now," I asked in a low voice, "Oda will definitely not be able to go back, mainly because of you, Dazai, Moriouwai..."

Dazai cut off the second half of the sentence: "I don't plan to go back either."

He had a smile on his face, but what he said didn't sound like a joke at all.

"You're a cadre," I didn't believe it. "Even if the relationship with Mori Owai was a little bit tense this time, you wouldn't be so angry that you ran away from home."

Dazai raised his eyes and glanced at me, but did not give a positive response: "Whether he ran away from home or was kicked out... Who knows."

Evicted?

I hesitated for a while, and the next person to answer was Oda: "Indeed, it's time to quit Mafia's job."

They will start a new life.

Because the two people's resumes are so exciting, they have to clean up the previous stains before they are reborn and reborn. Ango, who works in a government agency, has become the best person to help clean up the mess.

Afterwards, Dazai contacted Ango and told him about the fact that he was going to get out of the Hong Kong black laundering experience. I could imagine the shocked face of the other party with just my brain.

"Wait." Dazai turned to look at me halfway through.

I understood what he meant in seconds. It was asking me if I needed to take care of my resume. I immediately raised my arm and made an "X".

"Don't be afraid of trouble," Dazai said indistinctly, "Ango likes to stay up all night to wash his resume, and it's not a problem to have another 100 copies."

Two seconds later, the person on the other end of the phone roared: "Show me respect for government workers, you are a white worker!!!"

I kept fighting to the end in the "X" position.

Seeing that I had made up my mind, Dazai stopped encouraging me, turned around and went to the balcony to continue walking Ango.

Ango guessed that he felt guilty. He didn't throw away such a hot potato when he received it. He just carried it willingly and started washing his resume.

As the protagonists who were washed, Dazai and Oda naturally went to the government office. They were floating outside twenty-nine days a month, but they patted their butts and took care of the five The heavy responsibility of the bear child naturally fell on my shoulders.

The little brats are at an age when they are full of energy. They sleep later than me and get up earlier than chickens. Every day when the door opens, there is a pillow fight, so Saki will be quiet and sit on the bench obediently and let me help her tie her. tug.

The other four boys were so arrogant that they turned into whistle and snort in a second when they were having fun. Once, the proprietress of the cafe downstairs came to the door and said that even the stepmother couldn't beat the child like this, so she pressed me hard. It has instilled dozens of times the advanced contemporary concept of "the times have changed, and it is the same whether you are a parent or not."

I can't tell you how hard it is, so I was about to call Dazai and burst into tears - you two, come back soon, these days will never end!

But the most important thing is to hide my identity. I locked all the ninja equipment and forehead guards in the password box. The appearance was covered with several layers of kraft paper boxes. .

One night, two months later, I was in a daze when I suddenly felt a sudden urge to urinate.

Drink too much water before bed...

I struggled for a while, but I couldn't hold back, so I lifted the quilt, stepped on my slippers, opened the door and walked out.

After going to the toilet, he was about to turn off the light when Yoo, who had finished drinking water, just came out of the kitchen, the light was still on, he looked at me, I looked at him, and looked at each other...

"Wow ah ah ah ah ah!" You suddenly threw the plastic cup and shouted, "There is a ghost ah ah ah ah!!!"

- Miscalculation! ! !

I quickly transformed into a seal, hiding the white eyes and the mark of the bird in the cage. When You led a group of people over to catch the ghost, I was the only one sitting on the dining table and chair with Erlang's legs crossed and pretending to say, "What's up, boys?"

"There are ghosts!" You's face turned blue, "Just now there was a ghost with long black hair and a white dress, with strange patterns on his forehead, eyes, eyes are also very scary, all white like cataracts... oh yes, then The ghost looks exactly like Ichito-san!"

I:"……"

Kosuke nodded thoughtfully: "Well, that is indeed a very scary ghost."

I:"……"

I stretched out my arm and grabbed his neck, looked at You and the others while he struggled and screamed: "I'm probably too sleepy to see it wrong, I'm the only one here, you've seen so beautiful, graceful and moving. the ghost?"

Hearing this, You stepped forward a little, stared at my forehead and eyes for a long time, and finally hesitantly said: "I'm sorry... I must have read it wrong, the light was too dazzling..."

"It's alright," I let go of Kosuke, got up and smiled, "Go to sleep, don't think about those things."

The quality of my sleep is not good. After such a disturbance, I can't sleep at all. I can only count sheep with bright eyes until dawn.

The next day was the day when Dazai came back to visit relatives. As soon as he entered the door, he was surrounded by children. All he heard was why Oda Tsukuru didn't come back. Did he finally shave his family and leave them behind? question.

"No," Dazai handed them a large bag of snacks and toys, "Oda is just looking for a job outside. This is the condolence item he asked me to bring back for you."

After completing the handover, he came to me, and was stunned before he got close: "You black eye..."

I didn't even have the strength to speak, so I turned around and walked into the toilet, turning on the faucet to wash my face.

The water was rushing out, and my eyes couldn't help but focus on the clear water.

"thump!"

Dazai hurriedly grabbed my back collar and fished my head out of the sink. I plunged my head into his arms with my wet head in his arms, completely delirious: "Sleepy..."

Dazai's body stiffened for a moment, and I don't know how the process went. Anyway, he was taken to the sofa in a confused way.

The little brats saw the scene just now, especially Kesi, who saw him smiling slyly, and at the end stretched out a little finger: "Mr. Dazai, is it yours, Mrs. Ito?"

Dazai replied with his indistinguishable smile of anger and anger: "Guess what?"

"Ha, I knew it!" Kesi said proudly, with "As expected of me" written all over his face.

"Hmm..." Sakura hugged her bear doll, and sympathetically aimed at the child who shrank at the back, "Wouldn't Shinji have no chance..."

My head was shaking like a chicken pecking at rice, and I didn't even pay attention to what they were saying.

"Hey, hey, really, Shinji likes Ichito-san?!"

"I……"

"What about Oda Tsukuru!"

"??? What does this have to do with Oda Tsukuru!"

"Oda Tsukuru is also quite old, so wouldn't the two of them get along well?"

"As long as there is love age is not a problem, Shu Luolian is the best - no, have you all forgotten the existence of Mr. Dazai, he is watching us!"

A group of little monkeys jumped up and down there with childish words. Then, Dazai said very calmly, "I have a story that I have treasured for many years. I don't know if you want to hear it or not."

Hearing a story, the children gradually quieted down and looked at Dazai with watery eyes.

"Once upon a time there were five lively and lovely children."

"They don't like to sleep at night, they are often active until midnight, and they like to gossip about other people's relationship problems."

"Finally, it was taken away by the ghost."

children:"……"

"So," he stood up, walked straight to Shinji and patted his little head, but said to everyone, "work and rest time should be regular, and it's better not to disturb others~"

Devil, devil!

After sending all the children into the room and facing the wall for reflection, Dazai turned around, walked back to the sofa, and sat down beside me: "It will take some time before my resume is completely clean, if Oda Tsukuru is there..."

I tilted my neck and put my head directly on his shoulder, and soon, the sound of even shallow breathing rang in his ear.

Before falling asleep, I seemed to hear Dazai sigh, then he was picked up, and after a while, he fell on the soft bed and fell asleep completely.

When he woke up, the shoes at the entrance were gone, and Dazai had left.

I touched my hair, it was wet, but now it's completely dry.

I don't know if Dazai helped wipe it.

I picked up my phone and keys, opened the door and walked downstairs.

"Hey, Jiro," I thought I sounded tired, "the mission is almost at the last step, I'm sure Dazai is interested in me."

From time to time, Jiro's voice came from Misaki asking about her homework: "That's not very good, why do you seem a little unhappy."

"That's..." I stopped at the corner and leaned against the stair railing. "Can you send the pony over, I don't think I can."

After about ten seconds, Jiro responded: "Hey, it's really embarrassing you, so let me ask the client's meaning first, and wait for my reply."

After hanging up the phone, I kept lying on the armrest in a trance, watching the time go from 2:08 to 2:20.

...why is it so slow, doesn't the client agree?

I was just about to send Misaki a text message, asking her to retell the content of the chat between Jiro and the client. Who would have guessed that Jiro's text message was sent to my phone before I finished typing.

I opened it, and my eyes suddenly widened—

[Don't start, you got the mission goal wrong]