Osamu Dazai put on his headphones, and the sound from the monitor came out.
Shirase: "Boss, give me an anesthetic!"
Yuxing: "Hey?! Aren't you buying rat poison?"
Shirase: "The effect is the same. No matter which one you apply, it won't kill you."
In order to prevent Dazai Osamu from hearing clearly, Shirase specially placed the button-sized monitor close to his mouth, "Besides, if they ask me to buy rat poison, I will buy rat poison. Wouldn't that make me lose face?"
Dazai Osamu calmly took off his headphones and spoke clearly: "Grass, a kind of plant."
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I'm helping Jiyou ship the goods on your behalf.
Intention: None