Chapter 124: What are the standards for leaders in Yokohama?

"It's rare to have a whole day to spend with Alice..."

Mori Ogai let out a fake sigh, "It's good that Dazai-kun isn't here. One less person will be frightened."

"Hmph, I don't want to be with him." Alice crossed her arms. "Besides, after not seeing him for so many days, he must have gotten fed up with Rintaro and sneaked off."

"Hey - don't say that, Alice!" The man was devastated.

Noticing the players staring at them, Mori Ogai threw up his hands in frustration. "Actually, Dazai-kun hasn't been back to the clinic in a few days."

According to the time given by Mori Ogai, it was exactly the last time the player saw Dazai Osamu.

Maybe it was just when I entered the water that I suddenly had the idea to go rafting.

"Do we need to call the police?" the player asked him, raising his hand.

Mori Ogai smiled calmly, "Although it's a bit annoying to suddenly disappear, I've had similar situations before. Dazai-kun will come back on his own later."

"Well... children of this age don't like to be restrained. If they say a few more words, they will get annoyed by adults' nagging." He said worriedly.

"Dazai-kun is a very smart child. He wouldn't put himself in danger." Mori Ogai's smile faded slightly, and he muttered to himself with a hint of distress, "But without that child around, some things would be very inconvenient."

"Huh?"

The adult, who usually could easily see through other people's emotions, showed no intention of answering this time.

Instead, he calmly returned to his seat.

At the same time, he asked in a gentle voice whether they needed to call Umetaro Nozaki and Sakunosuke Oda to join them.

"Is Fushimi currently working at Lord Silver Wolf's detective agency?"

The player shook his head at first, then looked at Mori Ogai's actions, then hesitantly pulled out a chair and sat down.

The original plan to reunite with Nozaki and Oda and leave had to be interrupted when the other party showed a clear tendency to talk.

The player replied simply: "I was just asked to do it."

"If Mr. Fukuzawa is willing to hire me, I will agree." Fushimi Kyoji thought for a moment and added.

To be more precise, no matter if it's the Armed Detective Agency, the Sheep, the Port Mafia, or the Inugane Group, if they invite the player, she will accept it.

So far, no party has extended an olive branch to the player.

——Perhaps it will take a few more triggering of faction favorability events before the faction line is unlocked?

"Hey, Lord Silver Wolf is always so lucky." Mori Ogai sighed inexplicably, as if envious of him. "I, who's just starting to see some improvement at work, can't compare. Otherwise, I could have invited Fushimi to be my subordinate."

...The player guessed uncertainly, maybe he meant 'staff'?

"It's all Rintaro's fault for being so useless! He's still a private doctor with no say in the Port Mafia!"

Mori Ogai allowed himself to be scolded by a child much younger than him, raising his hands in surrender: "Yes~Yes."

Alice turned away from him angrily, then threw herself into the player's arms, staring at her with sparkling eyes. "Otherwise, Fushimi should join the Port Mafia too."

"If you have special abilities, you'll be promoted quickly. If you become an executive, you'll be able to order Rintaro around as you please."

Alice shook Wanjia's hand, then recalled the offer she thought was very tempting and raised her finger: "The salary offered by the Port Mafia is very high!"

Mori Ogai listened helplessly to Alice's tone of gloating over his miserable fate, and at the same time gave the player personal advice: "If there are material needs, it can indeed be given priority."

"Like Alice said," he winked at the player, "the Port Mafia is treated pretty well."

Player: "Mr. Mori wants me to join the Port Mafia?"

Mori Ogai feigned confusion and tilted his head, a strand of hair hanging down his forehead passing by his eyes. "Why do you ask that?"

"If the benefits of waging war are less than the losses, the decision is a failure," the player recalled Mori Ogai's words. "To say that about the leader of the Port Mafia, I thought Mr. Mori was planning to resign as the leader's personal physician."

Moriou's smile was unpredictable. "I've actually been thinking about this. If I could be my own boss, wouldn't it be more convenient than being someone else's subordinate?"

“Illness and aging often weaken people’s will, leading to poor decision-making.”

He did not mention any specific names or nicknames, but one could still understand that he was referring to the leader of the port mafia.

The player looked at Mori Ogai, whose face seemed to be covered by a thin veil that obscured all his true expression, and couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Mori, can you do it too?"

"Haha, of course, me too." Mori Ogai chuckled and said with a sigh, "That's why we need Dazai-kun..."

Players didn't understand the connection between the two mentioned by Mori Ogai.

They were located on the window side of the dessert shop, so through the glass, they could easily see the five buildings in the distance that seemed to be towering into the sky.

Mori Ogai stared at the iconic building belonging to the Port Mafia. His voice seemed to come from far away, and it was difficult to discern his feelings. "What does Fushimi think of the Port Mafia?"

Fushimi Kyoji imitated Mori Ogai and looked at him thoughtfully for a long time. After careful consideration, he said, "It looks like a Pocky cookie stuck in the ground."

Hmm...

Mori Ogai felt a rare headache.

Is it because he is still a child?

His ideas are rather wild and unconventional, even though there is no barrier in communication between him and Dazai-kun.

"Hearing what Mr. Mori said, I have absolutely no desire to join the Port Mafia." The player poked the cake in front of him with a fork. "I don't think he's a leader worthy of loyalty."

Mori Ogai looked innocent. Oh, did he use the word 'loyalty'?

"Most members of the Port Mafia only care about whether they can get the money they deserve." Mori Ogai, who had been observing the players' reactions, smiled back and explained the reason for his brief distraction.

From this perspective, players are the outliers.

"Money is good, of course." The player's voice dragged out unconsciously, his head lowered, and he poked, "But when you get more than that, it becomes a burden."

The high degree of freedom of the game means that in addition to the main/side quests, players can also obtain a large amount of currency through various channels.

Then what?

Players are not high-level players who are efficient at achieving achievements or persistent in getting all the hidden endings.

Losing the difficulty will only lose the fun of the game itself.

Mori Ogai didn't respond.

There are no flaws.

He skipped the current topic and talked about something else: "So Fushimi already has a standard for a leader in his mind?"

Fushimi Kyoji blinked but did not deny it.

"The leader... probably something like a lighthouse on the sea."

Mori Ogai thought that the other party probably didn't like sweet tastes when it came to desserts.

I've already started playing with food...

The other person made a pyramid-like pile of cream and spoke casually.

"Plan clear goals for your subordinates and lead them in executing them." The image of a naked man with flames on his head rushing out on horseback appeared in the player's mind.

"You don't need to always maintain the dignity of a leader and can tolerate offenses from your subordinates."

With cold sweat on his face, the image of the useless leader, who is sandwiched between Yu Shou and the exasperated Lan Shou, and is unable to cry, comes to life on the paper.

“I can put everyone in the most suitable position for him, allowing subordinates to have friction with each other while also checking and balancing each other to maintain a stable structure.”

When there are two or more Guardians in the space at the same time and they are not arguing, do not do anything. —Sawada Tsunayoshi

"It doesn't make much difference to me which organization I join, but someone told me the standards of a leader."

"So I think..."

"At least it should be like this!"

Fushimi Kyoki paused, but Mori Ogai didn't interrupt her.

“…Interesting.”

He stared at the player with a hint of curiosity, his deep purple eyes unblinking. After a brief silence, he made this comment.

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The author has something to say: Irresponsible Theater:

After listening to the player’s request to the leader, Dr. Mori (nodding repeatedly) said: The leader is happy to be a slave to the organization!

After listening to a player's detailed description of a certain clam leader's miserable situation with no vacation and no salary, Dr. Mori (strategically retreated) said: "It's not like he's really a slave."