The heroine said that she changed gears and came back [Comprehensive]

Chapter 125

Tang Ye was condescending, looking at the floating people in the river, narrowing his eyes slightly, but did not go down to save them.

A few minutes later, the person who still didn't sink floated to her feet along the river at an extremely slow speed.As if he had finally had enough, he raised his head from the river and spit out another puddle of water.

At this level, it is not unacceptable.

After pondering for a moment, the player finally rolled up his sleeves reluctantly, bent slightly, and stretched out his hand towards this person.

The other party was not polite, and grabbed her hand and went ashore.

"Really—" the wet young man sat cross-legged on the grass, and elongated the ending sound childishly, complaining, "I thought I could finally commit suicide this time."

He has extremely beautiful eyebrows and eyes.

And those iris-colored eyes that seem to have been seen somewhere.

The white shirt was stained with water and stuck to his body, revealing the appearance of flesh and blood inside, and there was a little bit of sex that made people's heart throbbing.

After complaining, the young man finally raised his head slowly, met Shang Tangye's gaze, as if he had just discovered that there was someone here, and made a decent sound of surprise.

"Oh, I'm so sorry... Thank you just now."

"Thank you for letting me die?"

"Well, it's okay to say that!" The young man laughed loudly, "After all, there are always people who will enthusiastically go to the river to save me. It's rare to meet someone who is unmoved."

The woman tilts her head.

While speaking, the young man's hair was still dripping water, his long eyelashes blinked slightly, and drops of water fell along the contours of his gentle face like tears.

Her gaze stayed coldly on the young man's weak face at this time, and then quickly moved to the empty space beside her. After a short pause, she replied, "You're welcome."

"It's our first meeting, kind lady." The young man stretched out his hand to the player, and introduced himself in a lively tone, "I'm Osamu Dazai."

Sugar's answer was to forcefully pull the opponent up from the grass.

She looked to the other side, and there was a figure running towards her in the distance, and the angry shout fell into her ears after a few seconds, "Bastard Dazai!"

And what is displayed on the small map is indeed the green color representing the friendly side.

But the moment this person ran over, he only nodded quickly towards Tangye, grabbed Osamu Dazai's shoulder, and shook it vigorously with a force that would shake the young man out of the concussion.

"You idle guy! Halfway through work, you said that the river is clean-do you know how much time I wasted just looking for you along the river!

The player took a step back calmly.

"Ah, you don't need to report this kind of thing to me." Even in this situation, Osamu Dazai could still utter infuriatingly rambunctious remarks clearly, and he pointed at Sugar Industry, "There is still a good intention Miss is right here."

Sugar: "..."

She felt that she was probably being used as a shield, but these words were like pouring cold water on the angry man, making him calm down quickly.

The man let go of Dazai, turned to Sugar Industry, raised his hand to adjust his glasses.He is the kind of man who can tell from the clothes that he should be quite strict in his behavior, and his attitude when introducing himself is also quite serious.

"It's the first time we met. I'm this guy's colleague, Kunikida Doppo." He said to Tangye apologetically, "I'm really sorry that Dazai has caused you trouble."

"No." Tang Ye shook his head, "If I had to say it, I just stretched out my hand reluctantly when he came ashore."

Osamu Dazai hummed a few strange tunes beside him.

It sounds like a little pride.

Kunikida Doppo unceremoniously punched it.He looked at Tangye again. He was busy apologizing just now, but now he saw the women's attire clearly, so he couldn't help but pause.

The woman lowered her eyes slightly and was smoothing her rolled up sleeves. Her well-proportioned fair skin was instantly covered by the black cloth.

She looked almost as if her whole body was wrapped in black, with a long black windbreaker, long hair like crow feathers, only her bare skin was as pale as snow.

The facial features are clearly delicate and voluptuous, but those black and white eyes are indifferent, like the winter night.

——In this city, with such a dress and demeanor, it is easy to think of a certain organization.

Kunikida Doppo couldn't help but paused, glanced at Osamu Dazai, and couldn't help asking, "Are you a local?"

"No." The woman shook her head, "I just arrived today..." She quickly glanced at the name on the map before continuing, "Yokohama."

"Oh——" Dazai Osamu came over happily and interjected, "Do you need a tour guide? Kunikida-kun can help the kind lady introduce some special attractions in Yokohama."

"Shut up, Dazai!"

Kunikida Duppo couldn't help but a few small "well" characters appeared on his head. He resisted the urge to punch again, took a deep breath, and was about to continue talking to Tangye, but found that the other party had already He looked at Dazai.

"Is this... Mr. Dazai?"

The player showed a thoughtful look, stared at Osamu Dazai for a while, and suddenly asked, "Can you do me a favor?"

"……joyous?"

Kunikida Doppo was taken aback for a moment.

Osamu Dazai, who was named, looked at Shang Tangye and looked at him, his tone was still light, as if he said happily: "Miss, do you need my help? If I can, I will certainly be obliged."

The player pondered for a few seconds.

"To be precise...in fact, there is a cooperation that I would like to ask for your help."

Her tone was still polite, but when the word cooperation was proposed, both Kunikida Doppo and Dazai Osamu's eyes were inevitably sharp for a moment.

"please say."

Dazai said with a smile.

But the woman didn't continue talking as he wished, but talked about other things: "I'm afraid it's not easy to discuss here. It's better for us to find a place to sit down and talk."

She paused for a moment, then continued, "What's more, does Mr. Dazai need to change into clean clothes?"

Dazai narrowed his eyes.

He seemed to be about to say something, but just as he opened his mouth, he sneezed suddenly, shaking his whole body.

On the riverside where the night is approaching, the cool wind still carries moist water vapor. Osamu Dazai, who just crawled out of the river and was completely wet, could not help but feel a little cold.

"...Ah." No matter what he originally wanted to say, at this moment he nodded in agreement, "That's true, Kunikida-kun is really not caring at all."

Kunikida Doppo, who felt offended, glared at him: "——Hey!"

Kunikida Doppo and Dazai Osamu are members of the Yokohama Supernatural Detective Agency.They were going out to investigate the case this time, Kunikida Doppo originally arranged the time in an orderly manner, but unexpectedly there would be an accident in the middle.

(The accident here refers to Osamu Dazai jumping into the river)

However, the information that needs to be obtained has already been asked. Faced with this troublesome colleague who lost his coat when he jumped into the river and was shivering in the night wind, Kunikida Doppo could only press his aching forehead and agreed. industry proposals.

Fortunately, it wasn't too far from the Ability Detective Agency, and it didn't take much time to get a taxi back.

During the journey, the woman did not speak, but watched their arrangement without saying a word.There was no objection to the proposal to return to the detective agency. The courage and confidence that seemed to be in the chest made them faintly vigilant.

This woman from a foreign land exudes a cold aura all over her body.But to say she was dangerous would be an exaggeration.

What's more, Kunikida Doppo really cares about the cooperation she suddenly proposed.Since the other party can say that kind of thing, the possibility of not knowing their identities is really slim.

But Kunikida Doppo really couldn't tell anything from the woman's cold application, and Dazai Osamu, as if he didn't know anything, talked to the other party, and didn't even give him a communicative look.

Forget it

Kunikida Doppo couldn't help but let out a long sigh in his heart.He closed the car door resignedly, fastened his seat belt neatly, thinking that after all, he would bring him back to the detective agency to show Mr. Luanpo, and he would know everything.

Dazai sneezed again.

He sat in the backseat, his soaked shirt against his skin.The young man usually looks a little thin when he wears a windbreaker, let alone his current appearance.

what.

It can be described as fragile.

The player thought in her heart, and she couldn't help turning her head to glance at the young man sitting next to her. The young man was frowning unconsciously, and she didn't know whether she was dissatisfied with the weather or something else.

"……Well."

If you really catch a cold like this, it will be a bit bad.

Thinking casually, Tangye raised his hand and pulled the loose strands of hair behind his ears, thinking that next time he would never tie his hair up just to look good again.

It spreads out at every turn, which really blocks the line of sight.

While thinking about it, she unbuttoned the seat belt she had just fastened naturally, and took off the windbreaker casually.

Kunikida Doppo couldn't help but raise his eyes to see the woman's movements in the rearview mirror.

Then he saw the woman turn sideways slightly, unbuckle Osamu Dazai's seat belt, wrap the young man in a long windbreaker, lower his head slightly, and help the other party buckle the seat belt again.

After completing this series of actions smoothly, the woman sat back in her seat and fastened her seat belt again as if nothing happened.

Dazai Osamu, who didn't have time to stop or even speak: "...?"

His face, which always had a casual smile, was rarely genuinely stunned, and the feigned lively emotions in his eyes were also frozen there, showing a bit of chaos like an abyss.

The windbreaker that fell on him still carried a feminine breath, together with the warmth that had not dissipated, it was conveyed to him through the wet and cold shirt.