Perfect Lover Interpretation Plan

After three seconds of silence, Wakaba Nana smiled: "Are you joking, Mr. Dazai, I am the store manager, and I am not responsible for receiving customers."

While talking, she took out the order form prepared under the table and pushed it to Osamu Dazai: "However, there are all kinds of women in our store, and now we have an exclusive custom-made event, you can fill it out this……"

Just halfway through the words, a hand fell from above and clasped the back of her hand.

Ruoye Nanai was slightly taken aback, and looked up, the black-haired young man was smiling beautifully, looking at her leisurely:

"No, I just want you, Miss Store Manager."

"It should be possible." He also slowly added something Ruo Ye Nana couldn't refuse, "You received that suspicious white hair in person, didn't you? You must treat customers equally."

Facing the eyes on him that seemed to control everything, Wakaba Nana was very surprised. How did Osamu Dazai know that Gojo Satoru was also her client? Could it be Edogawa Ranpo's help again? !

Because Edogawa Ranpo was so buggy that it was unimaginable, Wakaba Nana was not too shocked.

She carefully considered how difficult Dazai Osamu was, and showed an elegant smile: "Usually, the store manager will not receive him personally, unless—"

She elongated her tone meaningfully, successfully making Osamu Dazai curious: "Unless what?"

He also wanted to know what kind of magical powers the white hair who could be received by Ruoye Nana personally had.

Is it because of this reason that Ruo Ye Nana can trust each other without reservation?

Thinking of the girl obediently lying in the arms of the white-haired young man, dimly calling the young man's name with a very trusting look, Osamu Dazai's eyes deepened, and he wanted to know the reason very much.

After that, she looked at the smiling pink-haired girl and tilted her head, and slowly spit out a few words:

"—Unless, you have money."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

He blinked his eyes, as if he didn't hear what Ruo Ye Nana was saying.

"I'm very expensive." Ruo Ye Nana gently broke free from the other's loose palm due to the stunned, and clasped her hands together, a narrow smile flashed in her beautiful eyes, "Ordinary people can't afford it. "

"So Mr. Dazai really wants to choose me?"

The corner of her lips twitched, and she spoke with a half-smile.

After a month of personal understanding, Wakaba Nana knows very well how poor Osamu Dazai is. Even when he goes out to buy things, he pays on credit and then on credit. It is effortless to use such a high price to limit the other party's purpose. .

And because of this super common reason, Osamu Dazai, who had fantasized about messy possibilities in his mind, finally recovered from his stupefaction.

Two seconds later, he burst out laughing suddenly.

"Hahahaha...so that's it. Did you choose him because he was rich? Haha, that's something I didn't think of."

Ruo Ye Nana didn't know what he was laughing at, raised her eyebrows and said: "This is a very important matter. The store manager's price is naturally higher than that of ordinary store staff. If you can't accept it, please choose someone else."

Ruo Ye Nanaiba had no choice but to use her body to cause trouble, but Osamu Dazai seemed to really recognize her, and refused very firmly: "No, I am only interested in you, and I only want you to be my girlfriend."

Saying that, those eyes that seemed to be talking blinked lightly, and met Ruo Yenanai's gaze like an electric discharge.

I have to say, Osamu Dazai's skin really pleases the little girl. If Ye Nana hadn't been with him for a long time, she might be captured by this look.

But now, Ruo Ye Nana can be completely indifferent, and questioned coldly: "Mr. Dazai can afford it?"

"Of course." Osamu Dazai said confidently, as if he had no concept of his own poverty at all, "Although I don't have it now, but give me two days, and the money will naturally be offered with both hands."

It is absolutely impossible to earn two days according to ordinary people's work, and Dazai Osamu also hates work very much, so... Wakaba Nana reasonably began to wonder if the other party was going to do some sneaky behavior again.

"Mr. Dazai." Ruo Ye Nana took a deep look at him, "Stealing other people's wallets is illegal, be careful that you are the one who goes into the cage first."

Osamu Dazai blinked innocently, feeling extremely wronged: "How can I be the kind of person who steals other people's wallets casually? Why does the shop manager miss me so much?"

If he hadn't witnessed the whole process of him beguiling Chuya in the Central Plains with his own eyes, even Ruo Ye Nana would feel soft-hearted because of this extremely pitiful look in his eyes.

"Stop pretending." So Ruoye Nana ignored his eyes indifferently, "Bai told me."

"Oh." Osamu Dazai returned to his indifferent smile for a second, as if the actor just now wasn't himself, "I've made a note, thank you for reminding me."

Well, I made a note of it, but whether I will continue to commit it... Only Osamu Dazai knows about it.

Now that the two of them have finished communicating, Osamu Dazai has no reason to stay here.

Although he really wanted to find various reasons to stay in the office for a while longer, Ruoye Nana's indifferent eyes pierced him without hesitation. He had no choice but to curl his lips helplessly, got up and planned to leave.

Just when Ruo Ye Nana sent him to the door politely, Dazai Osamu, who had one hand on the doorknob, suddenly turned his head and spit out such a sentence as if unintentionally:

"By the way, does the shop manager have a cat?"

Ruo Ye Nana's pupils trembled, but she pretended to be confused and shook her head in an instant: "No."

"That's right." Osamu Dazai chuckled, "There are no cat utensils in the house, and there is also no trace of cat hair. There is a high probability that they will not be kept."

Just putting down these words, he turned around and closed the door, leaving Ruo Ye Nana alone in the room, heaving a sigh of relief.

Although I don't know the deep meaning of Osamu Dazai's last words, but the fact that she is a white cat should not have been revealed yet.

Slowly sitting back on the sofa, she tidied up the teacups on the table while thinking about the next countermeasures.

Since Osamu Dazai is here for her, he will definitely not give up until he achieves his goal. Although the cost of placing an order is relatively high, it must not be a problem for a smart person like Osamu Dazai. Three days at the latest. Presumably Osamu Dazai will be able to come to the door again to place an order.

Knowing the inevitable result in the future, the most important thing Wakaba Nana should think about now is how to face Osamu Dazai so as not to take off her vest.

First of all, the most important thing is not to turn into a cat during this time. With Dazai Osamu's sensitivity, as long as she and the white cat appear in the same place, there is a high probability that she will be exposed.

Secondly, at other times, you have to adapt to the situation, and you can perfectly fool what you can't answer.

Finally, you should choose Yokohama as your date location, be firm!absolute!Gojo Satoru can't find out that she's dating another man!

Although Gojo Satoru is not qualified to interfere with her work at all, Wakaba Nana is still afraid that Gojo Satoru will go to find Osamu Dazai one-on-one in anger, and what will happen when the two of them match... Wakaba Nana can't even think OK!

What's more, Osamu Dazai seems to be quite hostile to Gojo Satoru.

It's too scary, but fortunately, Shiyin Shimizu stays in the high school and can keep an eye on Gojo Satoru's movements at any time, which can be regarded as an added layer of defense.

In a panic, Ruo Ye Nana subconsciously picked up the teacup in her hand and brought it to her mouth. After drinking it, she finally realized that it was the finished teacup.

"..." Silently throwing the teacup into the dishwasher, Ruoye Nana rubbed the space between her eyebrows, feeling that she urgently needed time to relax her brain.

Meeting Gojo Satoru and Dazai Osamu one after another during this period has consumed most of her cells.

So, without even thinking about tidying up the room, she turned around and jumped back on the bed, and went to catch up on sleep leisurely.

And the task of cleaning up the room was forcibly added to Bai.

During the day, he needs to work in a cafe, and at night, he has to clean up the house for the main body. Bai's petite body has endured too much unbearable pressure.

When Bai worked so hard to return to the room, the main body was sleeping, and when Bai changed his clothes and went out to work the next morning, the main body was still sleeping...

Then, shortly after opening the door, I ran into Osamu Dazai who seemed to be walking, and the pressure suddenly doubled!

Bai was about to hold back and turn black again!

Good guy, Osamu Dazai hasn't left yet.

She wanted to leave here quickly, but as soon as she moved, Osamu Dazai's gaze focused on her keenly, his eyes lit up slightly, and he pursed his lips with interest:

"Are you... Miss Bai?"

"..."

Although Bai really wanted to say that he had admitted the wrong person, he definitely did not give up this word in Osamu Dazai's dictionary, so Bai could only take a deep breath, and smiled a little stiffly at Osamu Dazai: "Mr. Dazai, hello."

Her character is destined not to be flawless like Ruo Ye Nana, so after staring at her slowly for a while, Dazai Osamu suddenly smiled: "So this is Miss Bai's own appearance, she really looks like AI It's so similar, you can recognize it at a glance."

"Well... You can't use your appearance to deceive customers, so I use my face and voice."

Shirato said evasively, and seemed eager to hide away from Osamu Dazai immediately: "Well, I still have a part-time job, so I won't chat with you."

She turned around and walked forward in a hurry, but when she turned her head, Osamu Dazai walked beside her with long legs, with a relaxed expression: "Part-time job? Could it be that Miss Bai has a new client so soon? "

His eyes showed the feeling of "I just broke up with Zhongye and there are other clients, so heartless", Bai immediately retorted like a cat whose tail was trampled on: "No! I have other part-time jobs , working in a coffee shop!"

"Is that so, then I saw that you came out of Nana's house just now..." Osamu Dazai wanted to ask a question, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he answered thoughtfully, " Ah... Could it be that you live with Nana?"

Anyway, Bai didn't know how he managed to catch the truth in such a short time, so he nodded hesitantly.

So, she watched as the smile on Dazai Osamu's face spread wider, and followed her pace without hesitation: "It happens that I want to have a good talk with you, why don't I go to your coffee shop to have some breakfast .”

White:"……"

This person is like a ball, once he sees it, he will stick to it with all his strength, and he won't go away no matter how hard he kicks, and he also captured Bai's character of not refusing, so he made every inch of it and didn't give Bai any room for entanglement.

"Is... want to talk about Zhongye's affairs?" Bai lowered his voice, pinched the small bag he was carrying tightly, and dodged his eyes.

"No." Osamu Dazai shook his head easily, "But if you want to talk, I won't refuse, provided you answer my question first."

"No need!" Hearing this, Bai Lianlian shook his head, showing a panicked expression, as if he was avoiding the topic of Zhongye Zhongye.

But her dodging eyes have already proved too many things, Dazai Osamu saw it in his heart, and couldn't help but sneered that the little dwarf still had spring.

Afterwards, he looked up at the shop name sign that said 'Coffee Poirot' in front of him, pushed the door open and entered.

Toru Amuro is the first one to come to the store every day to prepare. When he sees Shiro pushing the door, his eyes light up slightly: "Shira, good morning..."

But immediately, he saw the strange man coming in after Bai, and his vigilance suddenly increased.

I don't know why, but his keen police sense seems to smell the criminal aura emanating from the man!

This man in a sand-colored windbreaker is very dangerous!

Even without any basis, his amazing intuition has also come into play for a long time.

"This is...?" He stood up calmly, put Bai behind him, and looked at the man in front of him with his signature smile, "Does Bai know anyone?"

"Yeah." Bai nodded, but he felt a little distressed when he introduced Osamu Dazai.

Judging from the relationship, she and Osamu Dazai have only met three times, and there is basically no in-depth communication.

And the third time they met, the other party followed her, like a stalker.

"I'm Shiro's friend." Osamu Dazai didn't have any worries about the relationship between the two, and it was as easy as he could handle it.

And he also noticed that Toru Amuro looked at him with vigilant eyes, and said calmly, "I want to eat a sandwich and coffee, can I serve it?"

Toru Amuro could not refuse this request: "Please wait a moment."

While urging Bai to go to the back room to change clothes, he walked to the kitchen to start preparations.

During this period, the young man in the sand-colored windbreaker sat quietly on the seat, looking around boredly, and there seemed to be no problem.

Toru Amuro couldn't figure out whether he was just having a meal or had ulterior motives.

However, when Toru Amuro deliberately eliminated Shiro and brought the sandwich over by himself, Osamu Dazai suddenly waved at Shiro, motioning her to come and sit down.

And said directly to Amuro Toru: "I have some private matters to ask Miss Bai, can you give us enough private space?"

Completely cut off Amuro Toru's choice to eavesdrop on an excuse.

Amuro frowned.

I always feel that the man in front of me has bad intentions.

After all, Bai's pure and romantic personality is still easy to be deceived.

He looked worriedly in Bai's direction, but saw that although Bai was a little hesitant, he still nodded to him to indicate that it was okay, so he felt a little more relaxed.

So I turned to find an angle to observe, and started preparations at the front desk.

Anyway, in his shop, Bai will definitely not be in any danger, and he can ask about Bai's situation in detail after the end.

Noticing that Toru Amuro was walking away, Osamu Dazai withdrew his eyes from looking at him, lowered his voice slightly, and said in a volume that only two people could hear: "What I want to ask is about Nana."

"Since when did you live with Nana?"

As soon as Bai heard his question, he immediately understood everything.

This is because Nana Ruoye felt that it was not easy to inquire about information, so he came to her to ask questions carefully?

After all, Shiro, who is always nervous and expressive, is easier to attack than Nana Wakaba, who is always smiling.

However, what he hadn't calculated was that Bai's character was also played out, that is to say, lying with his eyes open was easy.

"Probably... two months ago."

But Bai's lies are targeted, some information that is easy to find, even if it is lying, it is meaningless.

"Hey... Has Nana been away from home for a period of time during this period, about half a month or so?"

Soon, Osamu Dazai got to the point, his iris-colored eyes stared at Shiro's face without blinking, and judged whether she was telling a lie or not through the subtle expressions.

"About half a month...?" But Bai showed a confused expression and thought for a while, and finally shook his head without any flaws, "No, there were only two days when she said she would go out to do some errands, but basically Came back the next day."

Hearing this, the smile on the corners of Dazai Osamu's lips diminished slightly, and his voice suddenly dropped, and he asked in doubt, "Are you sure?"

These sharp eyes immediately made Bai tense up, and looked away in a daze, showing a look of fear.

But she was just afraid, and then shook her head again and again, seriously denying his question: "I'm sure, because I'm a little nervous living in the house alone, and Nana will come back to accompany me as long as she has time... No I won't be back for half a month..."

Inadvertently catching a glimpse of Osamu Dazai's expression that was getting colder and colder, Bai's final volume became smaller and smaller, and the volume became smaller and smaller, and it was almost impossible to hear what she was saying.

After carefully observing her expression for a while, Osamu Dazai calmed down.

Even if even the pressure didn't shake Bai's answer, it seemed that she wasn't lying.

But no, this is different from his guess.

Could it be... he really guessed wrong?

Dazai frowned slightly, thoughtfully.

"Then have you ever seen a cat?"

In the next second, Osamu Dazai decided to go straight to the point without going around in circles: "The puppet cat is all white, only its tail and ears are brown."

As he said that, he asked for a piece of paper and pen, and quickly drew on it: "It probably looks like this."

Bai knew what he wanted to ask, but because he was curious about Osamu Dazai's painting style, he lowered his head with interest. As a result, he was immediately stunned by his famous paintings after just one glance.

Maybe it was because she accidentally squeezed the paper too hard, Osamu Dazai keenly noticed that something was wrong with her, and quickly narrowed his eyes: "Do you know him?"

"No, I probably don't know him." Bai put down the scroll hesitantly, but a pair of eyes glanced at Osamu Dazai in embarrassment, showing a look of hesitating to speak.

Osamu Dazai thought she had caught some clues and dared not say anything, so he quickly urged gently: "Whatever you want to say, you can say whatever you want."

"Then..." So Bai pondered for a while, facing Osamu Dazai's shining eyes, and finally uttered a few words slowly: "Mr. Dazai."

Osamu Dazai leaned forward: "Huh?"

Bai: "It's better not to casually show your paintings to others in the future."

Osamu Dazai was puzzled: "?"

Bai glanced at him and said softly, "It's too ugly."

Because the volume of the speech was too low, Osamu Dazai really couldn't hear clearly: "What?"

Bai had no choice but to muster up his courage, and said loudly: "I have always thought that as long as I have hands, I can draw. It turns out that there are really geniuses like Mr. Dazai in the world."

"..."

"Is this the unevenness of the world? I finally understand. Please put this painting away, otherwise Mr. Amuro will probably be regarded as garbage and stuffed into the trash can after seeing it."

"........."

This time Osamu Dazai finally heard clearly, not only did he hear clearly, but also fell into silence without words.

And Bai Xin, whose face was full of innocence, was also suppressing the anger that was pouring up continuously at this moment.

When he saw that 'masterpiece', the corners of Bai's eyes twitched a few times immediately, and a trace of irritability and unhappiness rose in his heart strangely.

Just this thing... dare you call it a cat? !

Crush it for you! !

She is obviously an innocent, lovely and beautiful puppet cat, how did she become such a ghost!

It's too ugly, too ugly to look at.

Bai firmly refused to admit that this was the main body!

The two of them were silent in place strangely, just staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes, but at this moment, a series of clear mobile phone ringtones suddenly rang in their ears.

Bai blinked, she remembered that it was Osamu Dazai's phone ringtone.

As expected, Osamu Dazai took out his mobile phone, and when he saw someone's name displayed on the screen, his smile suddenly spread.

"I didn't expect him to call at this time." Osamu Dazai said with a smile, and gave him a meaningful look.

If it was a call from someone Shiro didn't know, Osamu Dazai would never make a fuss, so the caller...

Bai's heart tightened, but his face revealed a rather bewildered expression: "Who?"

Osamu Dazai simply asked her to look at the phone screen, and saw the four characters of "Central Plain Chuya" appearing very clearly on the screen.

Bai's expression suddenly became flustered.

At the same time, Osamu Dazai, who was in a good mood, directly picked up the phone and said deliberately, "Chuya? What's the matter?"

This call seemed to poke into the deepest part of Bai's heart, and the blue pupils shrank suddenly, and she subconsciously grabbed the sleeve of Osamu Dazai who was leaning on the table, silently showing a look of fear.

Before he could say anything, there was a sudden crackling sound behind him, making Bai's body tremble subconsciously.

Turning his head, he found that Toru Amuro, who was smiling a little stiffly, accidentally broke the teacup by his side, and the bar counter was full of tea scum.

But Toru Amuro didn't clean up the table in the first place. Instead, he met Shiro's gaze, smiled and reminded: "Lady shouldn't grab a man's sleeve, Shiro, you have to be careful."

"...Ah, I'm sorry." After he said this, for some reason, he felt a cold air crawling to the back of his neck, Shiro immediately let go of Osamu Dazai's sleeve, and lowered his eyes apologetically.

So Toru Amuro cleaned up the residue on the table with satisfaction, and Osamu Dazai stared at Toru Amuro thoughtfully, with a hint of clarity in his eyes.

"Dazai!" At this moment, Nakahara Chuya's anxious voice on the other end of the phone directly attracted his attention, "Where are you now?"

Nakahara has never been so anxious to find him, Dazai only needs to use his brain a little, and he probably knows what he is thinking.

He didn't answer first, but looked at the girl in front of him with a half-smile.

The girl was visibly nervous to the point of explosion, clenched her hands into fists, her brows tightened, her lower lip was clenched, and she stared at him like a frightened bird.

Osamu Dazai admired the girl's nervous appearance, and suddenly picked up a pen to write a few words on the paper.

Then he turned in front of Bai.

Bai looked down and saw that there were only a few short words written on the paper, but full of threats overflowed from it.

[If you don’t want him to know, just answer my question honestly]

"..."

Raising his eyes, the black-haired young man sat on the chair like this, staring at her with a smile.

Calm and calm, his demeanor was dusty, and a sly gleam flashed in his kite-colored eyes.

He looks like an elegant nobleman, but his whole body exudes a coquettish and terrifying aura.

Those eyes look at you, menacing.

It seems that as long as Baiyou doesn't cooperate even a little bit, he will be ruthlessly abandoned by the indifferent young man.

"..."

After staring at Osamu Dazai with complicated eyes for a while, Shiro finally retracted his gaze and made a middle finger in his heart.

Day, it really is a dog man.

It's too doggy.