Final boss

"That's how it is, Chief."

Akutagawa stood in the dimly lit leader's office, reporting everything that had happened that day. The test results were on the desk. Mori Ougai's face was in shadow, his emotions unreadable. After a long while, he slowly spoke.

"What should we do, Alice-chan? My manager has been taken away by a rat."

"Then let's go and get Chuuya back, I want to play whack-a-mole."

"Then we'll do whatever Alice says."

After saying this, Mori Ougai pressed the switch, and the originally dim office became bright.

Dazai Osamu stopped in his tracks, raised his hand to shield his eyes from the slightly glaring sunlight, and stared blankly at the few strands of hair stuck in the straps on his hand.

"...A tough battle is about to begin."

"The sun is out, Mr. Dazai. What were you saying just now?"

"There's nothing here~ What a beautiful day, Atsushi-kun. If I went to the cafe girl today and invited her to commit suicide together, would she say yes~?"

"The waitress will only give you the bills that Dazai-san owes and make you pay them back."

"Ah! What a heartbreaking reality."

"So where does Mr. Dazai spend his monthly work money?"

"Oh, this is a secret, Atsushi-kun, it's a secret."

"And who is Mr. Chuuya's colleague, as mentioned earlier?"

"It's the bombing that Atsushi-kun saw when he came over!"

"What?! So you just detonated all the bombs like that?!"

Chuuya, along with Sigma and Gogol, met up and, after hearing Gogol's "tumultuous" mission account, spoke with a hint of disbelief.

"So why detonate the enemy's bomb after already eliminating them?!"

"Because it's so much fun!"

...

An eerie silence fell over the air; that's very Gogol-esque.

"Let's go, we can't stay here any longer."

"really."

Chuya analyzed the current situation and concluded that Sigma agreed, saying that this trip had left him exhausted and he just wanted to go back and rest as soon as possible.

"Huh? They're leaving already? But I haven't had enough fun yet!"

Gogol peeked out from between the two and said with some disappointment.

"But this place is really boring, I'd rather go find my best friend! Let's hurry back!"

Before the others could come up with any reason for Gogol to go back, Gogol had already found one for himself.

He still wasn't used to dealing with people with this kind of personality; it was exhausting.

Chuuya touched his chest expressionlessly and began to seriously consider the probability of him dying from mental exhaustion.

Poor little Zhong

When will Xiao Zhong be able to return to the Mafia?!

Actually, I'm used to seeing him in that black suit before. All his other outfits look a bit strange, even though they're still handsome. They just don't look as good as the black suit.

"Do I suit a black suit?" Looking at the comments, Chuuya, who was on his way, fell into deep thought. However, he thought that a black suit and his hat should go well together.

"I see. Well, you must have had a hard time, Chuuya-kun. May I ask your opinion on that person?"

Doss placed two fingers to his lips, his red eyes revealing an unreadable interest, though it wasn't on his face, which was framed by a faint smile.

"...That guy is a really awful jerk!"

Chuuya pursed his lips. Although he knew this was a test from Dostoevsky, he still gritted his teeth and gave his answer. His expression of wanting to go back and beat up Dazai was not fake.

Dosto took in all of Chuuya's expressions, his smile deepening, and finally he uttered a cryptic remark.

"It's really great that Chuuya-kun has joined us."

"What?"

"I'm just glad that Chuuya-kun has joined us; our plan will definitely succeed soon."

Chuuya didn't say anything after hearing this, and was then asked to leave by Dostoevsky, supposedly to quickly write out a complete plan to give the Yokohama supernatural organization a little surprise.

Haha, although nothing has happened yet, I have a feeling that Dostoevsky is about to crash and burn.

[Actually, Chuuya had the same attitude towards Dazai even before he lost his memory.]

[Dostoevsky still doesn't understand the bond between us, Tai and Zhong.]

I can't wait to see what happens next!

What kind of script will Dostoevsky create this time using books?

"What was my best friend talking about with me alone? Why do you want me to leave too?"

Chuuya was pondering the direction given by the comments when he was greeted by a close encounter as soon as he stepped outside. Gogol was curiously hunched over, his gaze level with Chuuya's. However, Chuuya, who was not prepared for what he was thinking about, was obviously startled by this.

After realizing what was in front of him, Chuuya, his mind blank, reached out and pressed the other person's face to the other side, clearing a path for them to walk out.

"I already told you that Chuuya-kun would definitely get angry if you did this, so why are you still doing it?"

Sigma muttered under his breath in the corner; judging from the distance, he didn't want to get involved in this farce.

"Tell me! Just tell me~ I really want to know! After all... only by understanding Dostoevsky well enough can I have a better chance of killing him~"

After saying this, Gogol's maniacal laughter echoed throughout the entire manor.

No wonder there aren't many scenes depicting the five signs of decay in the main series...

[Luckily it wasn't in our area, otherwise it would have been reported by parents and taken down long ago.]

[But I think Dostoevsky will make his move soon, right? After all, the opposing team has two brainpower members.]

[I have a feeling that Nakamaro in this side story also read the script, because he seems different from the other side stories where he's just a background character.]

[Upon closer reflection, there's been so much Chuuya in this storyline; he's almost always involved. It's quite unsettling!]

[It's alright, isn't it? Maybe zwkfk had a change of heart.]

Sigma silently withdrew his head and left from the corner. Chuuya glanced at him speechlessly, then returned to his room without stopping.

He thought the same as the commenters, believing that the other party was likely to do something big soon.

In contrast to the tranquility here, Yokohama was far from peaceful, with pedestrians hurrying by, creating a scene reminiscent of an impending storm.

Meanwhile, the detective agency building was also in turmoil, with Mafia members standing guard around it.

The two groups sat facing each other in the reception room, quietly waiting for something.

"Oh my god~ Mr. Mori actually came. I should have known better than to come."

"I'm really looking forward to meeting Dazai-kun."

"Ugh, that's disgusting, Mr. Mori."

Upon hearing Mori Ougai's words, Dazai displayed a look of disgust, expressing his disdain through both his words and actions.

"There's really no other way, Dazai-kun. After all, you're the only one who can nullify superpowers."

Mori Ougai, after being told this by Dazai, didn't think twice and brought up the purpose of his visit.

"In the end, it's Mr. Mori who's losing face, isn't it? I'd be overjoyed, why would I help Mr. Mori?"

Dazai seemed to have suddenly realized something and pointed out the key point. Upon hearing Dazai's words, Mori Ougai's smile deepened, and he looked at Dazai with an ambiguous expression.

"Oh, is that so? I thought this was a collaboration invitation from Dazai-kun. After all, Dazai-kun should be curious about his lost memories, am I right?"

Mori Ougai reached out and pushed the appraisal report to the middle of the table. No one took it, and Dazai didn't say anything more.

The president's gaze lingered on the report for a moment, before finally settling on Ranpo.

"In this situation, there is no other choice but to ally with the Mafia! With that hat guy's strength, he could have taken care of us before things got out of control, and once things got out of control, he could have done what that rat wanted."

Ranpo stopped eating his snack, looked up, and said sullenly, his voice filled with dissatisfaction at having to answer a question that didn't even require thinking.

"Actually, I'm also trying to protect the peace of Yokohama."

Although Mori Ougai spoke the truth this time, no one cared.

Of the three who actually understood, one was indifferent, one was deep in thought, and the last one clicked his tongue and scoffed at it.

"In that case, let's cooperate in order to overcome this crisis."

"Of course, it's a pleasure to work with you."

Having successfully achieved his goal, Mori Ougai's smile became more genuine. However, he had no intention of staying there any longer and led his men away, only pausing briefly in front of Dazai at the very end.

"I thought Dazai-kun would argue with me, but he's surprisingly quiet."

"Has Mr. Mori become a masochist now in addition to being a lecher? He's really on a one-way street to becoming a pervert~"

Dazai stood up, expressionless, and stepped out the door first. His voice was exceptionally clear and loud in the quiet conference room.

"I just don't want to lose to a rat that hides in the dark~ Mr. Mori, don't think too much about it. As for the memories that were stolen by the rat, I will make him vomit them all out."

[This is hilarious! I laugh every time I see Dazai talking about Mori-san.]

[Let's join forces to save China!]

[So this is how smart people fight... they already know the opponent's moves before the battle even begins?]

[That's Chuuya, after all. As long as we take care of the others first, dealing with Dazai with taijutsu won't be a problem at all.]

Two scriptwriting teams can definitely win against one scriptwriting team.

But the opponent is the ultimate boss who has lived for countless years...

Actually, I'm more looking forward to their reactions after they regain their memories, since Xiao Zhong is about to confess his feelings, right?

Chuuya sat alone in the room, the wrinkles in his mind seemingly smoothed out. Although he knew from the comments that his relationship with that person was unusual, he wondered what their last sentence meant.

He actually liked that unreliable person? It's fake, it's a lie, how could it be? In an instant, Chuuya suddenly understood Dostoevsky. This world should just be destroyed after all.