These words seemed no different from the previous ones, and the person who said them - Dazai Osamu - seemed no different from usual.

After all, he is this kind of creature. When he finds it interesting, he will hold his chin and watch the show with a smile. If it is not interesting enough, he will stretch out his claws and scratch it a few times. If he feels bored, he will show that cold and scary expression. Just a cold look is enough to make people feel palpitations.

So even though he said some strange words, looking at his expression, the young man had a cold and bored expression.

Nakahara Chuuya, who was walking out from behind him, paused and looked over to see two people moving one above and one below. Although he didn't understand, he still showed a complicated look of respect and blessing.

"You guys..." He seemed to want to say something but stopped, and finally his face turned into a strange expression as if it was twisted together.

"Forget it." The ochre-haired young man walked away in despair, feeling that it had nothing to do with him anyway.

After he left, Dazai Osamu sat up leisurely, bent his left leg, put one hand on his knee, and tilted his head while looking at Sawada Tsunayoshi.

"How is it?" he asked with a smile, like a sensitive cat, walking by with its tail hooked and ticking, "Are you satisfied with what you see?"

——I don’t know where this strange phrase came from.

Sawada Tsunayoshi stood up slowly, looked at the darkness that engulfed the ochre-haired boy, and lowered his eyes slightly.

"Well, of course," he said softly, thinking in his heart how to "report" to Verlaine who was far away in a foreign country that he had "met" his brother (?).

He glanced at Dazai Osamu. The black-haired young man stared at him with a pair of extremely innocent iris eyes, as if he didn't know who Nakahara Chuuya was and what kind of relationship he had with Sawada Tsunayoshi.

But it would be fine if this person was anyone else, but it had to be Dazai Osamu.

This guy, who looks young but actually has a lot of thoughts in his mind, has to consider the consequences of his thoughts before making any move.

Therefore, when he saw Nakahara Chuuya, Sawada Tsunayoshi had a premonition.

When he heard Zhongyuan Chuye say that he was the king of sheep who was adopted by the "sheep" and in turn raised these "sheep", he understood it even more clearly.

Sawada Tsunayoshi lowered his eyes and couldn't help but sigh.

"It turned out to be that child." He sighed softly.

Dazai Osamu blinked as he looked at the brown-haired boy and couldn't help but fall back again.

"I can't get up." He said in a rare childish tone, "I was thrown over my shoulder and now I can't get up!"

Looking at the boy lying on the ground and looking at him as if he was playing tricks, Tsunayoshi Sawada couldn't help but imagine Rambo at the same age.

At this age... the young master of the Povino family seemed to have entered high school.

The young boy patted his chest and said that he was already an adult and did not need his brothers' protection and pampering. He left a letter to Sawada Tsunayoshi with great vigor and confidence, and ran away from home without anyone else knowing, determined to wander the world on his own.

But this trick was left over from his big brother in the prison.

——When Hayato Gokudera ran away from home, Rambo Bovino wasn't even born yet.

Therefore, within half a day, he was taken out from the kitchen of some restaurant by Hayato Jigokudera, who had rushed back from a foreign country thousands of miles away, with his sleeves rolled up.

The foolish young master was cheated of his money as soon as he went out and was forced to eat a free meal. Although he could have escaped, he was caught in the end.

So she could only help washing dishes in the back kitchen while wiping her tears. When the familiar octopus head appeared, she ran to him with tears in her eyes and shouted "Octopus head".

Gokudera Hayato, who squeezed out some time from his busy schedule to catch this brat: …

The grown-up, reliable young man rolled up his sleeves slowly and shook his head at the restaurant owner who sneered at him.

"It's not this stupid cow." He looked arrogant, and even though people knew that what he said was just a lie to deceive others, they still couldn't help but believe it.

Young Master Bovino, who had already broken a lot of debts and whose already huge debts had increased instead of decreased, burst into tears immediately.

——Of course, in Sawada Tsunayoshi's place, the curly-haired boy stood with his hands on his hips and excitedly talked about how high his "adventures" outside were.

Having already heard the report from Jigokuji on how this troublesome guy was found in a pile of garbage (not really), Tsunayoshi Sawada couldn't help but smile.

Rambo Bovino was furious.

Although the Godfather's smile and lies are very deceptive, how many years has Rambo been with him?

From the time Rambo was five years old until he was fifteen, he followed his brother from beginning to end, following in his brother's footsteps as he grew up to become the Godfather, and step by step became the free-spirited version of himself.

——Having said so much, what I actually want to say is that Dazai Osamu’s current appearance is so different from his usual appearance that it actually made Sawada Tsunayoshi have a subtle vision of Rambo.

The Godfather was silent for a moment, looking at the curly hair of the black-haired boy, he couldn't help but clenched his fist, turned his head and coughed.

How terrible, he couldn't help thinking.

If Rambo grew up to look like Dazai Osamu, he would suspect that there was something wrong with his educational policy.

——Although he doesn’t have any educational policies.

Dazai Osamu looked at the brown-haired boy's strangely changing expression, and after trying hard, he still couldn't help showing a strange expression.

"This expression of yours makes me think you've done something bad behind my back." He couldn't help but complain.

Sawada Tsunayoshi was silent for a moment, then began to talk about other things.

"Since you brought Chuuya to me, I guess Dr. Mori has something to ask for." He said, "Why, is there a time when even the all-powerful Dr. Mori is not able to help you?"

Dazai Osamu: ...

"You're trying to change the subject!" He jumped up and said, and then changed his attitude as if nothing had happened, looking gloomy. "Yes, you are right, that's right."

It seems that he doesn't have any good feelings towards Mori Ougai either.

——Obviously, they are on the same side.

Tsunayoshi Sawada is very clear about his and Dazai Osamu's positions.

But this does not prevent him from wanting to stay with this kid. There is no reason for it. It is probably the kind of "kindness" that is often denounced by other mafia.

——Despite this, this point was not belittled by his tutor.

[“You just need to remember that kindness is okay,” said his respected tutor, whose dark eyes always made it hard to tell what he was thinking. “But whether it’s temporary kindness or kindness for a lifetime, it all requires absolute strength to support it… Tsuna, I hope you can remember this.”]

Coming back to his senses, Dazai Osamu was mumbling something about how Mori Ogai and the Port Mafia were having a headache recently because of the rumored resurrection of the previous leader. He looked like a little devil who was complaining.

Then Sawada Tsunayoshi smiled.

"I see." He said softly, "I haven't seen Mr. Mori for a long time. It's better to do it today than to wait for a better day. Why not..."

Dazai Osamu's eyes lit up: "Today...?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi glanced at him and had a rough idea of ​​the bad intentions in this bad boy's mind.

But they are all within the acceptable range.

He clapped his hands and gave a boyish, almost cute smile.

"Then let's do it tomorrow." He said in a clear voice, with a unique generosity, "I'll come to visit you tomorrow."

All was quiet.

After a while, an old man with short silver hair, about fifty or sixty years old, walked out from the shadows and nodded to the two young men.

——Waves of the Guangjin Willows.

Although he was only following Dazai Osamu on some marginal missions, Sawada Tsunayoshi still recognized the other person's identity at a glance.

The fact that he was being watched by this old man showed that Sen Ou had a lot of wariness and calculations towards him in his heart...but this was also natural.

Thinking back to the time on Changan Island, when the chief of health department was full of righteousness and victory, Sawada Tsuneyoshi felt that no matter what the other party did, it was normal.

That's why he pretended to know nothing.

He didn't know that Zhong Yuanzhong, the "King of Sheep", was the source of the disaster that caused Leibo Street that year, nor did he know that he was an artificially created experimental subject like "himself".

Witnessing Hirotsu Yanagirami's departure, Sawada Tsunayoshi closed his eyes and silently recited the name of the psychic sealed by Nakahara Chuuya, which he had learned from Weilun.

——Huang Ba Tu.

After a while, he let out a breath and began to think about how to tactfully tell his brother (not) Weilan about the matter of Nakahara Chuuya.

Judging from the child's appearance, he is unaware of Weilaine's existence... In fact, Sawada Tsunayoshi is not very clear about the relationship between Weilaine and Nakahara Chuuya. He only knows that the two sides have had some one-sided interactions, and Nakahara Chuuya, the "device" that sealed Aramachi, was regarded as a brother by the Nordic gods who had similar experiences.

——Just like him.

But if that's the case, he should be older than Nakahara Chuuya... I think so, right?

Tsunayoshi Sawada counted silently and found that even judging from the age of this body, he was already a big baby of five or six years old!

And Nakahara Chuuya looks small and short, maybe he was only "born" two or three years ago.

Thinking this way, the Godfather naturally ignored the explosion in Leibo Street, which seemed to have occurred before the day he woke up.

But these are not very important.

The next day, he opened his eyes and opened the door. A silver-haired old gentleman was standing at his door and turned around slowly and gracefully.

"My name is Guangjin Liulang." Even if everyone knew each other's name, they still had to acknowledge each other. Guangjin Liulang bowed slightly and said, "Our leader, the boss of the Port Mafia, Sen Ou Waige, invites you to have a talk."

we?

Tsunayoshi Sawada was not surprised by the invitation from Hirotsu Liulang or Mori Ougai, but he became a little curious when he heard the word "we" from Hirotsu Liulang.

The brown-haired godfather raised his eyebrows and looked at the young man with long black hair and pale face standing not far from them.

Seeing his gaze looking over there, Guangjin Liulang raised his eyebrows in understanding and introduced him.

"This is an officer of our port mafia, Lord Lantang."

Sawada Tsunayoshi turned his head and said, "Rantō?"

Although Guangjin Liulang didn't know why he repeated himself, he still nodded.

It is indeed Lan Tang.

——But another somewhat similar name popped into Sawada Tsunayoshi's mind.

"Rimbaud." He said softly, looking into the empty eyes of the black-haired young man, "Arthur Rimbaud."