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◎“You and Fedia are the same kind of people”◎
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Do I... really like Kawakami Wakai?
Fyodor was caught in a dilemma.
To say he didn't care at all would be a lie. Otherwise, he wouldn't have actually played this online dating game with this little cat for a year. Moreover, since meeting this noisy and troublesome cat, he sometimes did feel like he wasn't himself anymore.
However, she repeatedly thwarted his plans and wore down his patience, to the point that he considered killing her more than once.
He couldn't help but look at the cat in front of him.
Even though he could hear her heart pounding, she just stared at him stubbornly.
Killing her would indeed solve a potential problem, but he suddenly realized that it also meant he would lose a sample of human nature.
After all, even a cat, once it catches a mouse, won't immediately kill it. Instead, it will play with it, watching how the mouse struggles for no reason time and time again, right?
“Neko.” He took a deep breath and said, “You can go.”
Kawakami Wakai: Huh?
"And what about you, Fei Jia?" she blurted out.
“What,” Fyodor couldn’t help but sneer, “Do you think that as long as the two of us can leave here alive, everything will be fine? Do you think that just because your special ability hasn’t been noticed by the Port Mafia, the A can’t find out that you were the one who took me away?”
“Kawakami Wakana.” He smirked, raised his hand, and reached for the girl’s smooth neck, but without any force. “Don’t think that just because you relayed a few of Dazai Osamu’s nonsense, I’ll actually fall in love with you. To you, I’m nothing but a time bomb that will kill you sooner or later.”
"However, the supernatural ability you just revealed has made me decide that I do want to kill you, and I will only allow myself to kill you. Therefore, I will eliminate anything that might get in my way, including A."
"..."
"..."
"...??"
Kawakami Wakana's brain seemed to freeze, and she couldn't react for a long time. She felt that she should say something, but she couldn't get it out of her throat. She just let Fei Jia grab her wrist and lead her to a person whose hair was half white and half taro-colored, like a double-flavored ice cream.
"Your task is to get this young lady out of here safely," he heard Fei Jia say.
turn out to be……
Did Fedia already have subordinates in Port Mafia to support him?
At that moment, she finally realized what was going on.
Yes, someone as capable as Feja would never easily allow herself to fall into a passive situation. Perhaps it was all just wishful thinking on her part...
Kawakami Wakana didn't know how she was led out of the Port Mafia building by the "double ice cream," only that when she came to her senses, she was already safely standing next to the station heading to Tokyo. She only remembered that before leaving, she seemed to have left a message, but she suddenly couldn't remember what it was.
Looking up, Ruoyi glanced at the sun hanging high in the sky.
Ah...it's so hot.
"In this hot weather, it makes you want to buy an ice pop." The cheerful voice was always there in my ears.
Kawakami Wakai:!
"Dazai?" She couldn't help but raise her voice, "Weren't you dealing with that super-strong man? How did you escape?"
"Pfft—" Wakai's words made Dazai Osamu chuckle.
"Super-strong man? That nickname you gave him actually fits his persona quite well."
Dazai Osamu, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, disregarded the fact that he was in public and burst into laughter, clutching his stomach. It took him a while to notice Kawakami Wakana's expression, which was colder than Antarctica on the summer solstice.
Osamu Dazai: "...?"
“Fei Jia doesn’t actually need anyone’s help. Did you realize that a long time ago?” Ruoyi asked coldly.
Ah, this...
Looking up at the sky, Dazai Osamu casually whistled.
"That person certainly wouldn't easily put himself in a disadvantageous situation."
"—But I have good news instead. Mr. Mori, the leader of the Mafia has agreed to let Oda Sakunosuke raise Q. However, the condition is that he cannot join the Armed Detective Agency, nor can he use his special ability to help the agency or deal with any Mafia member."
Whether that old man's promise was true or false is hard to say, but at least the outcome is good now, isn't it?
“Dazai-san!” Kawakami Wakai interrupted Dazai Osamu.
"Since you know that Fedia doesn't need my help at all, why did you agree to help me?"
“…?” Dazai Osamu tilted his head. “Is this so hard to understand?”
"Q can't stay in Oda Sakunosuke's house like this forever, can she? It's like putting my friend in danger at any moment. Besides, I can ask Wakana-chan to deliver my love letter, can't I?"
"..."
Kawakami Wakana was instantly amused and exasperated.
“Dazai Osamu.” She stared at the person in front of her, feeling utterly speechless. “As expected, you and Fedia are the same kind of people.”
"In your eyes, everyone else is just a tool for you to achieve your own plans. Don't you find it funny to see others being manipulated by you?"
"But I like Feda, is that so unforgivable? The person I like might be in danger, so I want to save him, is that wrong? I'm not one of those highly intelligent people, I'm just an ordinary person, is that a reason for me to be played and deceived?"
She didn't know where all this anger came from. After all, she had known Dazai Osamu for quite some time, and should have long been used to his lazy, unserious, and often manipulative nature.
Besides, even if I get angry at Dazai, it won't change anything.
“I’m sorry,” Ruoyi’s voice softened, “I…”
"What's wrong?" Dazai Osamu tapped her nose as if watching a play. "You didn't have a fight with Dostoevsky, did you?"
"..."
“I’ve said this before,” Dazai Osamu said with amusement, crossing his arms. “He’s not an ordinary person. You can’t just say a few words of inspiration or give him a little favor and you’ll be moved. If you try to force your way into his heart, you’ll only put an invisible shackle between the two of you.”
"What do you mean?" Kawakami Wakana's temper flared up again. "Are you advising me to take this opportunity to cut ties with Fei Jia completely, and preferably move so he can't find me?"
Looking into the sharp, knife-like eyes of the girl in front of him, Dazai Osamu immediately raised his hands in surrender: "I didn't mean that! After all, even if I really advised you to break up, Wakana-chan wouldn't commit suicide with me, right? Not to mention that Dostoevsky isn't someone you can get rid of just by moving house."
"..."
“Wakai-chan,” Dazai Osamu’s expression suddenly took on a mysterious air, “Do you remember? I said last time that if one day you find yourself not knowing how to get along with Dostoevsky, I can help you.”
As he spoke, he grabbed Ruoyi's wrist and placed a small card-like object in his palm.
It's the business card of Fukuzawa, the president of the Armed Detective Agency.
Kawakami Ruoyi: "..."
“I received this last time,” she said.
However, it's not very polite to return a business card that someone has handed you, so Ruoyi eventually put the Fukuzawa postcard in her wallet.
“Last time?” Dazai Osamu thought for a moment. “Oh right, I do think I did say before that if you want to investigate your online boyfriend, you can ask our company for help.”
"—But Wakana-chan, I didn't give you the president's business card this time just so you could ask us to investigate something."
"What I wanted to say was, would you like to reconsider joining the Armed Detective Agency?"
"..."
"No need," Ruoyi refused almost instantly.
"If it were a psychologist who knows about the existence of people with superpowers, or a friend of yours who is good at relationship counseling, I might consider seeking help. But I don't think joining your detective agency would solve my problem with Fedia. In fact, it would only exacerbate the conflict."
"I'm going home now, goodbye."
With that, Ruoyi left Dazai Osamu behind, took out her bus card, and went straight into the station.
She only breathed a sigh of relief after getting on the tram.
ah……
I feel like I'm such an idiot.
With a sigh, Ruoyi habitually took out her wireless earphones to listen to music, but she paused for a moment when she saw the Russian songs at the top of the playlist. She then flipped through the pages and found a Japanese song, which she prepared to put on repeat.
Just as she was about to press the play button—
The tram suddenly shook violently, and the book in the hand of the passenger sitting opposite her rolled to her feet. Ruoyi picked it up and realized it was an N2 grammar book.
Only then did she notice—
The passenger who dropped the book was also a chubby foreigner.
"Ah, Ali..." When she handed him the grammar book, the foreigner stammered as if he wanted to say something, but he seemed unable to remember how to express himself. The more he couldn't remember, the more anxious he became, and the more anxious he became, the less he could remember. He was stuck in a vicious cycle.
Kawakami Ruoyi: "..."
"Arigato (Thank you)?"
"Yes, yes!" The man suddenly understood, slapped his forehead, and said, "Thank you, thank you!"
"..."
Kawakami Wakana couldn't help but worry—
Is this person really capable of passing the level test?
…………
Perhaps she was feeling pent-up and desperately wanted to confide in someone. Before she knew it, Kawakami Wakana was chatting with this foreign man on the train.
Using translation software and her English knowledge, she learned that the man's name was Pushkin, and like Fedia, he was also Russian and had been sent here by his superior.
“Actually, I’ve only been learning Japanese for a short time,” Pushkin said, scratching his head. “But my boss said I have to pass the N1 exam this December, or he’ll deduct my salary and bonus.”
Kawakami Wakai: Huh?
Isn't this exploitation?
Oh no, this is just a deliberate attempt to reduce wages; they deliberately found someone...
She's studied English for so many years and still can't pass the highest level of the English proficiency test, but this Pushkin boss wants him to go from a beginner level to the highest level of the Japanese language proficiency test in just a few months?
That's simply asking the impossible!
She got angry immediately.
"Pushkin-san, I'll teach you Japanese!" Ruoyi blurted out instinctively. "Then we'll pass a proficiency test and give that exploitative boss of yours a good slap in the face!"
[Author's Note]
Ruoyi: Heartless boss! Evil capitalist!
Fei Jia: Hmm?
My mom's birthday is on the 12th.
Can I wish her a happy birthday?
Today's Mini-Theater
One day, Ruoyi saw a "test on tolerance for heterosexuality" online and wanted to try it on Fyodor.
So that evening, she smiled and asked Feda to play a little game with her.
"The content is very simple: it's about how much you can tolerate my interactions with other men. There are ten levels in total."
Fyodor: Oh.
Kawakami Wakana quietly said: Level One - Having a child with another person of the opposite sex.
Fyodor: ?
If level 1 is this explosive, what will level 10 be like?
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