Everyone who had access to him noticed that something had changed about Nakajima Atsushi.
The boy with short white hair still followed Dazai Osamu eagerly and obeyed his orders, but something was quietly changing.
For example, the boy who was used to extreme one-for-one exchanges and who would carry out Dazai Osamu's tasks perfectly or even beyond expectations even if he was injured, has actually learned to be a little more restrained. The wounds on his body have not decreased much, but the fatal wounds are almost no longer seen.
As a result, people seem to be much more cheerful.
The members of the Nakajima Atsushi Port Mafia didn't seem to hate this kind of look. At a victory party somewhere, they carefully peeked at the face of their boss who rarely came to such occasions, and secretly called the young man.
The young man, who had already returned to his residence and lay down on the bed, preparing to take a shower and go to bed, sat up and rushed to the bar where the party was held. With bright eyes, he looked at Dazai Osamu, who was sitting at the bar, shaking his wine glass with one hand and talking to Sawada Tsunayoshi beside him.
Sawada Tsunayoshi and Dazai Osamu also saw the child.
Seeing the enthusiasm in the other person's eyes, Sawada Tsunayoshi couldn't help but smile and poked Dazai Osamu beside him.
"Oh my, isn't that Atsushi-kun?" He said in a surprised tone, "What a coincidence, is this a gift from fate?"
Even I don't believe what I say.
Dazai Osamu resisted the urge to roll his eyes at this guy, and when he saw Nakajima Atsushi, he made a bitter face, but he did not kick away the big cat that was wagging its tail around him like a puppy as he did in the past.
He thought about it and waved his hand.
"Come here, Atsushi-kun."
This is the name of the student Tsunayoshi Sawada.
Nakajima Atsushi, who had been able to remain indifferent even when addressed by Sawada Tsunayoshi, brightened his eyes slightly when he heard Dazai Osamu calling him that.
The big cat wagged its tail and pretended to wander around for a few circles. It was only after it drank a lot of wine that it sat down next to the black-haired boy with dignity.
"Mr. Dazai."
He called Dazai Osamu nervously.
Normally, Dazai Osamu would have gotten angry when he heard this, but today he was in a good mood. He actually held his chin with his hand and smiled, which was unusual for him.
"Are you calling me?" he asked in a good mood.
Nakajima Atsushi's invisible tail began to wag.
But he didn't dare to speak, because if he did, his boring behavior might make the leader look bored and indifferent.
So he could only sit next to Dazai Osamu with trepidation, his shoulders hunched awkwardly, so stiff that he even sat only a little bit on the chair, holding his wine glass with both hands, looking completely well-behaved.
Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at his red face, thought for a moment, and asked the bartender to give the silly boy a glass of milk.
But it seems it is too late.
The malicious Dazai Osamu replaced his wine glass with Nakajima Atsushi's while Sawada Tsuneyoshi wasn't paying attention. When Sawada Tsuneyoshi turned his head to greet his subordinates who were leaving one after another, he drank up Nakajima Atsushi's milk in one gulp, and there were even some milk stains on the corners of his mouth.
He tilted his head slightly, looked at Nakajima Atsushi who was holding the swapped wine glass foolishly, and smiled slightly.
"Cheers?" He crossed his legs and tilted his head, looking very tempting.
When Nakajima Atsushi saw him like this, he lowered his head obediently, looked at the wine glass, and then raised it.
"Cheers!"
——He drank it all in one gulp.
When Sawada Tsunayoshi heard the sound and turned his head, he saw Nakajima Atsushi gulping down the wine in one gulp and throwing the glass heavily on the table.
"I, I've finished drinking!" He raised his head and looked at Dazai Osamu with burning eyes, with a look that said "please give me a compliment" all over his face.
Dazai Osamu stroked his chin and observed him for a while as if he was observing some strange creature.
"Could it be that Atsushi-kun hopes to receive my praise or something like that?" he thought thoughtfully.
Looking at the look on this guy's face, Sawada Tsunayoshi knew that someone was up to something bad again.
He covered his face and reminded, "Dazai-kun."
"Oh, you really worry too much, Mother Sawada." Dazai Osamu said in a long tone without turning his head, "But Atsushi-kun didn't refuse at all, he seemed very happy too."
Indeed.
Whether awake or in a daze, Nakajima Atsutomu was staring at Dazai Osamu, as if he was the only person in the world.
Dazai Osamu placed one hand on his temple, curled his lips slightly, and reached out to rub Nakajima Atsushi's head as if he was rubbing a plush toy.
"Is that so?" He asked, slightly narrowing his eyes and supporting his chin with one hand.
Nakajima Atsushi suddenly thought of Dazai Osamu and answered loudly without thinking: "Yes!"
Dazai Osamu patted his head happily and said, "Good boy."
It seems that Nakajima Atsushi is capable of fighting for Dazai Osamu all his life.
Sawada Tsunayoshi: …
Looking at these two people who were willing to fight and be beaten, he always felt that he shouldn't be here.
"Oh my, what's with that expression on your face?" Noticing his strange expression, Dazai turned his head and looked at him, "Aren't you going to join us, Sawada-kun?"
Sawada Tsunayoshi: …
"I'm sorry to refuse."
He is a mature and reliable adult after all.
But the strength of little fools is that they can pull mature and reliable adults into their team, and then assimilate the adults with their superior fool experience.
So, after half an hour, there were no mature, reliable adults left.
Sawada Tsunayoshi was sandwiched between Dazai Osamu and Nakajima Atsushi, and was forced to drink countless cups of liquor. With tears in his eyes, he hugged a lucky cat figurine that someone had put a black hat on, and called out "Teacher" in a sobbing voice.
His remaining vigilance prevented him from blurting out the name "Reborn", but it means the same thing as "teacher".
Sawada Tsunayoshi cried and barked, and Nakajima Atsushi also hugged Dazai Osamu, who had a look of disgust on his face.
"Chief..." He sniffed slightly and said he was hugging the other person, but in fact he was still some distance away from the other person.
Dazai Osamu tilted his head, and it was hard to tell whether he was sober or confused, but he looked strangely indifferent.
After Tsunayoshi Sawada hugged "Reborn", he found that the feel of "Reborn" seemed not right. He turned his head and saw Dazai Osamu's expression.
He shuddered and his mind became clearer.
But Nakajima Atsushi didn't.
The drunken cat-like boy wanted to wrap his tail around Dazai Osamu and burrow into his arms like a puppy, whining.
But Dazai Osamu, who was in a good mood just now, lowered his eyes wearily.
Seeing Nakajima Atsushi who was drilling at him, he just stretched out one hand and put his index finger on the other's forehead. The big cat who was said to be able to tear apart three Dazai Osamu (?) by himself immediately stood still as if sealed, and even his drunken breathing slowed down a lot.
But Dazai Osamu did not smile at this.
He turned his head away with a slightly cold expression, and his eyes met for a moment with Sawada Tsunayoshi who was holding the lucky cat.
He laughed suddenly.
"Who are you looking at?" he asked softly, looking at Nakajima Atsushi.
Nakajima Atsushi raised his eyes.
The body of a young boy can be said to be easily overwhelmed by alcohol, so even though he only drank a little, he still fell into a state of drunkenness.
At this moment, looking at Dazai Osamu's expression, he also tilted his head.
"Chief...?"
Dazai Osamu's face sank into the water.
Nakajima Atsushi's eyes, as bright as yellow headlights, were wide open, tears flowed from his eye sockets, and dripped down his cheeks to the ground.
Even the gray-haired young man does not know what has happened.
Even though he was later called the "White Death", he actually did not have the power to compete with the Death.
It's just that I am also afraid of death, so if I can walk with death, I will surely be able to overcome this fear.
This is what that person taught him.
However, Nakajima Atsushi found that he did not meet the other party's expectations.
——To this day, he is still afraid of death.
Not only his own, but he was also afraid of the death of the man in front of him, Mr. Dazai, who made him feel complicated emotions - his leader.
Therefore, he grasped the collar of the leader with a familiar smell, lowered his head, and sobbed softly.
"Don't die... please don't die." He sobbed, and the cold and self-disciplined White Death retreated, replaced by the soul of Nakajima Atsushi who had not yet become the "White Death". Even after more than ten years, he was still the sobbing child, shedding tears in front of the person he trusted.
"Don't die...Mr. Dazai."
——The moment he heard that name, Dazai Osamu, who was bored and a little tired, suddenly widened his eyes.
…
Both Dazai Osamu and Sawada Tsunayoshi knew that Nakajima Atsushi had his own "little secret".
But since they are mafia, they always have various secrets.
Just like Sawada Tsunayoshi's secret and Dazai Osamu's secret, even Oda Sakunosuke, who transports corpses, has his own secrets.
But these are not big problems.
——That’s what they originally thought.
However, Nakajima Atsushi's crying made them realize that perhaps something unexpected had happened.
After thinking for a while, Tsunayoshi Sawada left the room temporarily. He touched a cigarette that someone had just stuffed into his bag, and lit it up.
Compared to Dazai Osamu who was still answering in a jargon-like manner, Sawada Tsunayoshi, who had more "unscientific" experience, already had some vague guesses in his mind.
He closed the door of the bar casually, leaned against the wall beside the door, exhaled a puff of smoke, and looked up at the sky.
Nakajima Atsushi's appearance reminded him of the Povino family's high-tech "Ten Years Later Bazooka".
The bazooka that can connect the past and the future has been a toy of the Judai family since childhood, and his plan to fake his death also started with this bazooka.
The painful expression of Nakajima Atsushi was imprinted in his eyes, and Sawada Tsunayoshi could not help but replace his appearance with that of his partner.
That was the price he had already paid for his fate, Tsunayoshi Sawada thought, but now he suddenly began to doubt whether his plan was correct.
He bit the cigarette, and as the smoke swirled, his fingers were trembling slightly.
At that moment, many faces seemed to flash through his mind.
Some were happy, some were sad, some were delighted, some were worried, and some were looking at him but were hesitant to speak.
Finally, I stood at his funeral, grief-stricken.
The godfather, with lilies all over his back, closed his eyes and watched everything silently.
He lowered his eyes, and the struggles he had experienced struck him again, turning into his last unfinished words.
——Sorry, everyone.
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