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Osamu Dazai's work ability is very good. Almost all the orders assigned by Foreign Minister Mori can be completed very well, so he has a high degree of freedom.

"He can always find me easily, but I can't find him easily."

There is a lot of noise in my head,

The hair is already very thin and cannot be scratched.

Saitama chose to rub his apprentice's unkempt hair.

"Teacher, do you want to call the police and find someone?" Nakajima? Janos? Dun thought of the teacher's previous advice: When you encounter something that you can't solve, you must learn to ask for help, and "calling the police" is the first choice.

Qiyu rubbed his apprentice's stupid hair again.

"First of all, he is a person with supernatural powers. He is not under the management of the supernatural secret service department, nor is he under the management of the Armed Detective Society. He belongs to the port mafia."

Now Nakajima Janos Dun understood, "Sir, are we going to find the Mafia?"

"Mr. Dazai has been in charge of the intelligence force recently, and he is very busy every day. He may not be at the mafia headquarters. If we go rashly, we may miss it."

"Then what to do..."

I can't even imagine where Osamu Dazai will appear.

Do you want to find a needle in a haystack?

The apprentice collapsed.

Qiyu also sighed softly, "I can only ask Mr. Mori for help, Mr. Mori can always find Mr. Dazai."

"Hey."

Nakahara Chuya jumped off the curb and stood in front of Saitama.

"You didn't ask me."

"I can help too."

"And Mr. Beeson can find the mackerel faster."

"Yes."

"In terms of understanding Mr. Dazai, no one knows better than you."

"Chuya, please help me find Mr. Dazai."

Zhong Yuanzhong also quickly agreed, and then quickly lowered his head, feeling awkward all over his body.

He didn't want to know much about mackerel, but mackerel always tried to get close to Saitama by stealth, and even ran to his house to find the fruit wine he hid.

Therefore, we must know ourselves and the enemy, so as to guard against mackerel.

Where is Osamu Dazai?

Just near the clinic.

But the moment Saitama saw it, he ran away.

"Why did you run away!" Saitama chased after him.

The slippery mackerel seems to be swimming briskly in the water, always giving Saitama a hem, but can't catch him no matter what.

"Chuya! Help me."

"Dun, outflank."

Osamu Dazai raised his hands, but the moment Saitama relaxed and was about to speak, he quickly turned around and unlocked, opened the door and got in.

"This seems to be Mr. Oda's residence."

"Then ask Mr. Oda to help." Saitama said.

As a low-level member of the Mafia, Oda Sakunosuke has endless trivial tasks to deal with almost every day, and he is very unfree.

But in this way, as long as it is working hours, he can be easily found.

Saitama and Nakahara Chuya asked for the key given by Oda Sakunosuke, and finally managed to open the door.

The inside of the door is filled with the atmosphere of a single young man living alone: ​​the shoes in the entrance are randomly placed, the floor is messy and random visits are everywhere, there are many vegetarian dishes in the living room, and the bedding, sheets and pillows in the bedroom are completely mismatched .

"I really want to understand why Oda-san looks like that." Saitama said to himself.

When I first met Oda Sakunosuke, he was only a few months away from turning 20, but at that time he already looked very unkempt, even in a black suit matching the mafia, his shirt still refused to button up properly , and sometimes unshaven, looking like a middle-aged uncle.

Even Mr. Mori is younger than he looks in terms of slovenliness.

Saitama opened the bathroom door.

There was a laundry basket on the floor, and there were piles of identical black suits piled up inside.

The innermost bathtub had the sound of splashing water. The handsome boy lay curled up at the bottom of the bathtub, his clothes were soaked, his eyes were tightly closed, and his hair swayed gently with the water flow.

Like a mackerel that can't swim, it fell into the water and was about to suffocate itself.

"Mr. Dazai, I want to apologize to you."

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked nothing at the time and just felt that my doctor's duty was the most important thing."

"Doctors are indeed emotionless machines, but I am not a qualified doctor."

Taking off the doctor's white coat, when he was born as a human, Qiyu was very sure that he had a lot of emotions, and these emotions were something he was absolutely unwilling to give up.

Because, becoming friends with Dazai Osamu is a very happy thing.

When the sound travels through the water and then reaches the ears, there is a slight change, which is slightly different from the sound that is usually heard through the air.

"I do not want to lose you as afriend."

"If you conflict with my doctor duties, I want to have them all."

If he had to choose one of them, Saitama felt that at that time, he might not be a pure doctor anymore.

The ordinary-looking boy spoke very ordinary words. He stood in front of the bathtub, looking at the underwater boy through the thick water, his voice revealed a fragility that he didn't realize.

Saitama tried to cross the gap and contact Osamu Dazai who was far away on the opposite side.

"terribly sorry."

"I'm really sorry."

Sometimes too rational, really will lose a lot.

The underwater boy slowly opened his eyes, opened his mouth slightly, and spit out a series of bubbles.

Saitama held out her hand to him.

A bandaged hand broke through the water and grabbed his hand.

Saitama pulled him out forcefully, looking him up and down.

"Hey, a machine without emotion, cold and unreasonable, so hurtful. I, no, yes, pardon, you."

Saitama took the thick, large, and huge bath towel of Oda Sakunosuke and threw it on Dazai Osamu.

Osamu Dazai, who was still in his body, covered his head and face.

"It's so messy here in Oda, I don't know if the bath towels are clean or not."

"Do you have a bathrobe?"

"A machine without emotions, my clothes are all wet, so I will catch a cold."

Oda Sakunosuke's residence is really too casual. The bathtubs are all very old and outdated antiques. The water always feels hot and cold. All in all, it doesn't feel good at all.

"You can just take a bath here."

"I'll wait for you outside."

"I've already told Mr. Oda that all his things can be used."

Because the ordinary boy who went to find Sakunosuke Oda looked particularly depressed. He seemed to have lost something important to him, and he looked at a loss and was very anxious.

So Oda said that very understandingly.

"It's broken here."

Osamu Dazai took the towel away from him in disgust.

"I'll wait for you outside." Saitama gently closed the door.

If you don't change your clothes immediately, just run out like this, and let the cold wind blow outside, you will definitely not feel comfortable even if you don't catch a cold.

Nakajima Janos Dun leaned against the bathroom door with his ear on it, trying to hear what was going on inside.

"Let's go to the living room and wait." Saitama came over and grabbed the silly apprentice, "He's taking a bath, you ran to listen to something, it's weird."

"Probably the sound of the mackerel taking a bath is particularly pleasant." Nakahara folded his arms and looked at his apprentice carefully.

Although this apprentice admires his teacher very much, he really doesn't look very smart.

"Atsushi came to help." Saitama whispered while tidying up the house, "Mr. Dazai is too thin, and his body is full of unsightly wounds. Don't look at his beautiful face, if you see his body, you will be afraid."

"But you will follow me to study medicine in the future, and you will see even more terrifying bodies."

The two words made the apprentice shrink back in fright, and looked at the majestic and intimidating teacher pitifully.

Nakajima Janos Tun is timid and stupid.

Seeing his apprentice's appearance, Qiyu felt a little unbearable, so he leaned into his ear and whispered, "But something like Chuya is good-looking, but I can't show it to you."

That is the sex between the two of them, no third person is allowed.

The hearing of supernatural beings is much better than that of ordinary people, especially in a closed room that is not too big.

Nakahara Chuu also heard what Qitama said.

The red-faced orange-haired boy backed away quickly, all the way back to the entrance, standing stiffly.

"Teacher, should we wait for Mr. Oda to come back from get off work?" Nakajima Janos Dun subconsciously said, "I don't know what Mr. Oda's body is like."

"Mr. Oda is also a supernatural being. He looks tall and thin. He should be a little thinner than the standard body type."

"Is it okay to lose weight?"

"The bodies of supernatural beings are different from ordinary people, and being thin will not affect their health."

It's just that Oda Sakunosuke always looks unshaven, and his residence is messy, he doesn't seem to care about himself.

Then Nakajima Janos Dun ran to the door of the bathroom and listened to the movement for a while, only the sound of splashing water was heard, and the people inside didn't look like they were going to come out soon.

"How about we go out to buy vegetables and have dinner at Mr. Oda's house." Saitama made a decision.

"Mr. Oda has wine at home."

"That's other people's wine, we don't drink it."

Liquor is a very special thing, Nakahara Chu also likes it, and Dazai Osamu likes it.

Even Ango Sakaguchi, who hardly sees each other, also likes wine, and can even get together with Sakunosuke Oda because of wine.

"Chuya, you're not yet of age." Saitama said with earnestness.

The orange-haired boy no longer tried to challenge the little doctor's authority, but secretly placed his hope on the also immature mackerel, hoping that he could touch Oda Sakunosuke's wine collection as if he were in his own home.