A few days later, Dazai Osamu naturally moved into Nakahara Chuuya's house with Arasuke, and lived a very comfortable life as if they were at home. He didn't go to work and even refused to move even when his phone was bombarded with calls from the employee named Kunikida Doppo.

Araki came downstairs with a sour face and saw Dazai playing games recklessly with his legs stretched out, his glass teacup in disarray, and leftover snacks and drink bottles scattered all over the table. He was immediately furious: "Dazai, you bastard, do you want to live in a garbage dump?! How many times have I told you to throw the garbage into the trash can in time? Don't you have ears?!"

Dazai Osamu was as steady as an old dog, oblivious to what was happening outside and focused on playing the Shengxian phone. He casually responded twice and said, "Hi, Chuuya~ I'm hungry, go make dinner~"

"Huh?!" Arashi was almost laughing out of anger. He had done so many missions but had never seen such a bastard. "Don't you have hands? You cook for yourself when you're hungry! Did you summon me to be your babysitter?!"

The orange-haired, blue-eyed heroic spirit had anger burning in his eyes, as if he would rush over and punch Dazai to death if he just nodded.

Dazai Osamu pressed a few keys to end the game, threw down the game console, stretched his waist, and started to attack like a pea shooter. "As a port Mafia officer, you can't even cook. What a failure! The master's stomach is rumbling, but as a summoned heroic spirit, you do nothing! This is disrespectful!"

"Then why don't you spit out all the food I cooked before you say that, you bastard!"

Dazai Osamu curled his lips, stood up, picked up the windbreaker on the sofa with one hand and put it on his back, and held the black card given by Nakahara Chuuya, who he had found from Arasuke at some point in his life, in the other hand. As if automatically filtering out Arasuke's voice, he complained to himself, "Ah, really, I knew that the dwarf was unreliable. Fortunately, Dazai-sama, I was prepared~"

When?!

Araki reflexively touched his pocket, and sure enough, it was empty. He looked at the black card in Dazai Osamu's hand, and suddenly he had the urge to throw away his personality and rush up to grab the card.

That’s the black card! That’s the black card!!!

It’s that black card that you can swipe however you want. It was just taken away by this guy Dazai Osamu. Damn it!!!

I have been working for so long but have never been able to use this black card. Finally, I have the opportunity to have it for a short period of time in the mission world. The result is,

Just gone like that!!!

Can I still go to Nakahara Chuuya and ask for another one now?

Arashi began to think wildly, no no no, no matter what, I would never do such a thing! Calm down, calm down, time machine, where is the time machine? ! I want to go back to the time when Dazai Osamu stole the card and beat him up so that he can't take care of himself!

Araki looked at the card unwillingly, as if he had seen his fiancée being snatched away. Dazai Osamu deliberately shook the card in his hand, with a very cute expression on his face and a hushed voice, "You never expected it, did you? The card is not with you, but with me, Dazai Osamu!"

...Ah, this kind of malicious cuteness is a little bit disgusting.

Araki couldn't help but make a vomiting expression on his face.

Dazai Osamu put away his pretentious look, and with his fingers flying nimbly, he held the black card between his fingers, tapped the card with his index finger, and said in a relaxed tone: "Chuuya, I'll treat you to dinner~"

Araki had a blank expression on his face and said in a condescending tone, "You're really good at calculating when you use my money to treat me to a meal."

Dazai Osamu suddenly laughed, "Well, thank you for the compliment, hahahahaha~"

Grass (a kind of plant)

They finally packed up and walked outside. Arasuke and Dazai walked on the road one after the other. When his brain was calculating and supplementing the script, he suddenly heard a series of rapid "woof woof" sounds. Arasuke raised his head a little dazedly, and saw the precious image of early humans taming puppies with a confused look on his face -

Dazai Osamu and the dog were looking at each other and yelling at each other.

Araki saw Dazai Osamu looking at a small, khaki puppy with a serious face. It was a real puppy, a small one. Then it started barking, and the dog also started barking. The man and the dog seemed to be competing to see who had the loudest voice. The barking became louder and louder. It was obvious that the battle between the two sides was very fierce.

Dazai Osamu was the first to stop, and just when Araki thought he had given up, Dazai Osamu rummaged in his windbreaker and pulled out a bag of dog food!

Dazai, he's the one who took it out! Not only did he take it out, he also ate dog food in front of the dog! He ate it with gusto, and he was still provoking me!

They are eating dog food! That dog food is food specially for dogs!!

Araki's pupils dilated and he was stunned.

Dogs are not real people, but you are a real dog!

As expected of you, Dazai Osamu.

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If there are any typos or incoherent sentences, I will correct them tomorrow. I can't close my eyes now. I am crying.

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