"What would you like to drink?"

The young man wearing glasses walked into the kitchen without looking around. He was unusually adaptable to Dazai Osamu's arrival. He calmly opened the refrigerator door and asked in a calm tone.

"Whiskey and dishwashing liquid? Maybe adding a ball of steel wool would give it a different flavor."

The young man in the windbreaker followed Sakaguchi Ango into the kitchen, looking around restlessly.

When he picked up the detergent that Ango Sakaguchi had placed next to the sink, he immediately shouted as if he had discovered a new continent: "Ango's detergent is peach flavored! I've never tasted this flavor before."

Sakaguchi Ango quickly turned off the gas stove that Dazai had turned on with a "click" and replied to Dazai's words with a wooden face: "There is no such choice. There is only oolong tea in the refrigerator."

Dazai Osamu snorted loudly and complained loudly: "Why are you asking me such hypocritical questions? I have waited so long in vain."

Sakaguchi Ango pretended not to hear this, took two cups from the cupboard, poured two cups of tea, and watched the cool water droplets condense on the walls of the cups. His mood unconsciously calmed down a lot, and even Dazai Osamu's harassment beside him seemed like harmonious soundtrack.

After drinking a glass of iced tea, Sakaguchi Ango finally felt in the mood to have this conversation.

"What are you doing here, Dazai?"

This was not a questioning tone, or rather, Sakaguchi Ango did not intend to get a reliable answer from Dazai Osamu, he just asked casually.

But surprisingly, the young man in the light-colored windbreaker actually answered the question, although what he said was still not very serious.

"Because something interesting happened, I came to share it with Ango."

The young man with a pair of charming iris-colored eyes said so, but the curve of his mouth didn't seem to be sincere at all.

Sakaguchi Ango just gave a cold glance in response. The lack of a warm response made the young man look very dissatisfied.

The tired civil servant in a suit was just prepared to face Dazai Osamu's anger, but the next second, his old friend showed his serious side which was rare.

"You don't seem surprised at all that I came to see you, Ango." The former port mafia officer named Dazai Osamu said softly.

This is an affirmative sentence, an unquestionable affirmative sentence.

I'm just used to your strange behavior, Sakaguchi Ango thought to himself, but in the end he just sighed and placed the cold tea on the table in front of Dazai Osamu, as if he didn't hear what he just said.

However, under the gaze of those iris-colored eyes that kept staring at him, Sakaguchi Ango was quickly defeated.

"It's reasonable to think of you, that's all. Please remember to pay for the door lock." Sakaguchi Ango said dryly.

However, Dazai Osamu did not seem satisfied with this answer. The young man in the windbreaker narrowed his eyes slightly, which made him look less fierce than before, but more oppressive.

"Then let's talk. As you just said, there's not much to talk about, but I also anticipated how boring it would be, Sakaguchi-kun."

The slight pauses between Dazai's words seemed like something he did carelessly, but Sakaguchi Ango could hear the stiff changes in the pronouns. He felt as if something was blocking his chest, and this was what he deserved.

But he still didn't want to see Dazai Osamu being too proud, so he sneered back in a neutral tone.

"I'm afraid I don't know what the members of the Armed Detective Club and the Special Ability Division need to discuss in other people's homes. You should be busy right now. Although I admire Mr. Fukuzawa very much, it's probably not the right way to let the members sneak out and pry open other people's doors."

However, these words did not achieve the expected effect, but instead made the young man opposite reveal a strange smile.

"As expected, the Special Ability Division knows everything about the Armed Detective Agency, so they must also know what happened in Sojiji Temple."

Sakaguchi Ango maintained his calm expression. He realized that Dazai Osamu was trying to trick him, so he lowered his eyes and said nothing.

But Dazai Osamu would not give up easily. As a former mind control master, he was best at pursuing victory.

"It's very similar, isn't it?" After a moment's silence, the light words passed over the table between them and entered the ears of Ango Sakaguchi, causing the man who was imitating the sculpture to finally react.

But what Dazai Osamu got in response was still silence. The young man in the suit just raised his hand and took a sip of tea very lightly, as if he was hiding something. When he put the cup down, the oolong tea in it had not decreased at all.

Dazai Osamu was not particularly anxious, or rather, he did not expect to get any response from Sakaguchi Ango. He just continued talking to himself, as if he was venting his emotions.

"It's just that she's still a child, but for them, children should be easier to control. I have to say, this may be a very smart and profitable decision." The sarcastic words came out of Dazai Osamu's mouth, with some personal emotions.

Dazai Osamu just smiled and watched his old friend's fist on the table clenched little by little, and he showed a little satisfaction. He knew that Sakaguchi Ango's emotions had been completely mobilized by him.

All it takes is adding fuel to the fire, Dazai Osamu thought, even if he has to uncover the scars himself. He suddenly wants to see a more chaotic situation, so let them start to disintegrate from the inside. This is the gift he wants to give to his old friend, no matter which one it is.

"It's a very similar experience to Odasaku's. He was also pushed to that position."

The air suddenly became cold, and even the iced oolong tea in the cup didn't seem so cool anymore.

"I don't know when you became so kind, Dazai."

Sakaguchi Ango's calm voice broke the deadlock. The young man, as always, kept all his emotions behind the lens, just as he had always insisted on, without any flaws, as if the momentary loss of composure just now was just Dazai Osamu's imagination.

"How boring, Ango." The address changed again. Dazai Osamu seemed to be deflated. He slumped down on the table in boredom, scratching the cup from time to time, making a harsh sound with his nails hitting the wall of the cup.

Dazai Osamu didn't seem to care about getting any feedback from Sakaguchi Ango, and he just focused on playing with the poor cup.

After a while, the young man in a light-colored windbreaker jumped up from his seat, and as if he had come without any warning, he waved goodbye and was about to leave.

But when he was about to leave, the young man named Dazai Osamu suddenly turned around and said one last word to Sakaguchi Ango who was sitting at the table. His words were filled with an inexplicable malice.

"Ango deserves it." Dazai Osamu said with a smile on his face, his tone full of determination.

After the slamming of the door, Sakaguchi Ango didn't have time to think about whether he would be complained by his neighbors. Thinking too much made him confused and dizzy.

After a while, he heaved a long sigh of relief and murmured to himself, "I deserve it."

He picked up his work phone. There were already a lot of documents piled up in his mailbox, but Ango Sakaguchi was not in the mood to look at them at the moment.

When Ango Sakaguchi placed his fingers on the keyboard, they were still trembling slightly, but he simply suppressed the trembling caused by excitement and began to write the action report in a light-hearted manner.

For the first time, he knew exactly what he was doing.

**********

'Tell me what the good news and bad news are, and why there are so many faith points. According to the current traffic of the live broadcast room, it is impossible to grow so fast.'

After struggling for most of the day, Haiyin Temple finally completed the task of moving and had time to communicate with the system.

【Did I say there was good news and bad news?】

This line of words appeared in the red notebook.

'Of course.' Haiyin Temple Suyou didn't know what was going on in this system. Since they were going to cooperate, Haiyin Temple Suyou didn't like the partner to keep things a secret all the time.

Although he was not incompetent in dealing with such situations, he still hated such complicated things.

A man named Mori, who had just come out of the lion's belly and found that his partner had abandoned him and ran away, sneezed.

【Well, that’s not the case now. There should only be one piece of good news now. 】

The reddish-brown font shines through the paper, giving it a frivolous feel.

'What are you talking about?'

【Literal meaning】

The system made a joke that was not funny at all, but still explained it dutifully.

[The good news is that your vest has successfully devoured the unfinished living Buddha of Zongzhi Temple, and also seized some of the faith points belonging to that guy. I seem to have forgotten to say that in this world, people's respect for you will also be converted into faith points.]

Haiyin Temple Suyou did not express any unreliability of the system for the time being, as it still had problems to figure out. Soon after leaving the hospital, he discovered that his use of the Little King's vest was not going smoothly.

'What's the bad news?'

[Originally there was one, to put it simply, it is "out of power". You will be unable to use this vest for the time being, unless it completes the conversion of all energy. Although your current faith value is enough to summon a new vest, it consumes a huge amount of energy. However, since you have obtained that thing, everything will be solved.]

"You mean the golden wish slip?" Haiyin Temple Suyou immediately realized what the system was saying.

[Yes, if you are willing to give it to me, I am willing to provide a free card drawing service]

'Is this important to you? ' The system seemed eager for the golden wish slip, and Haiyin Temple Suyou keenly smelled something unusual, which was probably an opportunity to seize the initiative.

[It's probably like a tasty snack. Just like ghosts and gods devour each other, I may be a book at the moment, but I also want to eat things occasionally, kid.]

Until now, I still don't understand what the use of the golden wish ticket is as a thing to ward off evil spirits. Of course, I won't be particularly reluctant to leave the Haiyin Temple.

After all, even the most famous spiritual weapon maker in Chinatown couldn't figure out what it was. In Li Buwei's words, it was just a mascot that was worth a bit of money but not made of pure gold. It was like chicken ribs, tasteless to eat but a pity to throw away.

From this point of view, it would be better to exchange some advantages with the system, so as to make use of the last bit of residual heat.

"Of course I can, but once is not enough, at least twice, and I need the right to choose a new vest myself." Asking for a high price and paying a low price, this was taught to him by Li Buwei, but he didn't expect that he would put it into practice now. Thinking of the old man who made the Special Ability Special Service Section make concessions, Haiyin Temple Suyou couldn't help but smile.

[No, only once at most. This isn’t a valuable material.] The system responded firmly.

Haiyin Temple Suyou did not answer, but showed a thoughtful attitude.

After a while, he said slowly: "I want more permissions to build the background of the vest."

Through the previous vest, he has determined that the system can have some impact on this world. This time, he needs to figure out how much room for control there is.

This time, it took the system half a day to respond.

【make a deal】

A line of old-fashioned handwriting appeared on the paper, looking somewhat reluctant.

"That's good."

Haiyin Temple Suyou knew when to stop and put the golden wish sign on the red leather notebook. He watched the metal bar being absorbed by the paper like ink, and his personal panel appeared again.

【Name: Haiyin Temple Tour (0Pa)】

【Species: Human】

[Vest: The King of Innocence (dormant)]

[Item: Evil God Training Notebook - Red (in use)]

[Number of draws remaining: 1 (special)]

[Faith value: 23893]

[Trigger event: None]

The column about the number of draws on his personal panel finally changed from 0 to 1, and a small symbol appeared after the 1.

But the data that flashed by behind his name finally caught Haiyinsi Suyou's attention.

The black-haired high school student frowned slightly, and when he noticed the data, his heart suddenly shuddered, as if something had noticed him.

But he still raised his own question: "0Pa? What does this mean?"