For several days in a row, Yokohama was under tight security.

Not only have more people patrolling the streets, but it has also become more difficult to control customs. One must show an ID to enter or leave. People from the port mafia can often be seen in convenience stores, and people are quite panic-stricken.

Inside the convenience store, Shui Jiangyi, wearing a pair of sunglasses and leaning against the glass window, hooked the edge of his sunglasses with his fingers, revealing only the outline of his ice-blue eyes. He took a quick glance at the street and said to the system, "Tsk, Akutagawa is really smart. He is worthy of being the child I raised since he was a child. He is so smart, just like me."

The system was typing nervously. Ever since it had tricked Shui Jiangyi, it had always acted very serious and useful. It had no intention of teasing Shui Jiangyi: "But with so many people here, are you still going to carry out your bombing activity tonight on time?"

That day Shui Jiangyi told him to search for some rampant small organizations. The system didn't understand Shui Jiangyi's meaning at first.

It was not until Shui Jiangyi took on several small organizations with a smile on his face that it suddenly realized what Shui Jiangyi was going to do. The system timidly asked Shui Jiangyi: "Yi Yi, isn't it a bad idea for us to do such a bold move? Will we be caught by Mr. Mori?"

Shui Jiangyi glanced at it sideways at that time. Shui Jiangyi, who had turned off his emotions, looked a lot like the original Zhongyuan Zhongye.

The ice-blue eyes were filled with the courage of a superior: "Can they catch me? Besides, my goal is to make this farce bigger."

The drama is big enough now, but it is also too big.

There are only a few small forces left around. If we just stay a little bit, we can reach Shui Jiangyi. Tonight's activities are really too dangerous.

"Go ahead." Shui Jiangyi stretched his muscles, retracted his gaze, put on his sunglasses, and while waiting for the convenience store staff to heat up his lunch, he leisurely walked to the frozen food area to buy food for tonight's cooking. "Akutagawa is smart, but he is still a little bit worse than Dazai Osamu. No wonder Dazai Osamu was so angry with him when he was in the port mafia. That kid only knew how to be strong himself and didn't know how to use people at all."

"For an organization to be strong, it must be strong itself, but another thing that is necessary is... the trust of the people around it."

"How dare anyone be so rampant." Shui Jiangyi's fingers were on the frozen crab meat, his expression was a little indescribably cold, "It seems that after the death of Zhongyuan Chuuya, the port mafia has also gone downhill. I want to set them up."

"Yi Yi, you are very skilled." The system couldn't help but say, "But I feel that you may not like the latest rumor."

"Hmm?" Lunch was already heated up, Shui Jiangyi picked up the chopsticks and prepared to take it out, "What rumor?"

"The Port Mafia has committed many evil deeds, and the current leader is disliked by others, so the former leader of the Port Mafia has used Aramachi to reincarnate again."

Shui Jiangyi didn't check for a moment and used a little more force with his fingers.

He broke the wooden chopsticks abruptly, and the tiny bamboo thorns cut his fingertips, leaving a large wound. Shui Jiangyi knew without even thinking who spread the rumor. He gritted his teeth and said, "...Sure enough, that damned mackerel should be thrown into the pond."

·

That night, a burst of red light broke through the sky, lighting up the dark night.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke had already brought his men to wait not far away. When he heard the noise of the commotion, he almost immediately rushed over with his men.

But when he arrived, all he saw was a scorched earth.

It was like a place that had been burned by a huge fire. The tall house collapsed in an instant and shattered into pieces of wood on the ground.

The scene at the scene was even more devastating than in the photos. The smell of incense almost hit him in the face. Akutagawa Ryunosuke was choked so much that he covered his lips with a handkerchief and coughed several times. His face was stained with a little blood, and he ordered his men behind him to search first.

After he had recovered his breathing, he walked towards the ruins. There were broken walls everywhere. This was an environment that Akutagawa Ryunosuke was very familiar with.

He carefully searched the surroundings for possible places to find evidence, and suddenly he spotted a flash of white in a corner.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke bent down and picked it up, then he saw clearly that the white color was actually a string of bandages.

So after a long, long time, a very light smile flashed across his lips, and he called the people back, saying softly, "Go back."

Higuchi Ichiyo had never seen Akutagawa Ryunosuke smile before, and was a little dazed for a moment. He asked in a daze, "Don't we need to look for him anymore?"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke looked down at the bandage in his hand, lowered his eyelids, and said, "I already know."

After returning to the Port Mafia, Ryunosuke Akutagawa went to visit Ozaki Koyo first. When he arrived, Ozaki Koyo was in the interrogation room.

He waited for a long time before Ozaki Koyo came back.

Ozaki Kouyo, who had always tied her hair in a very neat bun, opened the door in her wooden clogs. Her hair was stained with blood-red under her light-colored kimono. She looked as gorgeous and sharp as a blooming rose. She walked quickly to Akutagawa Ryunosuke, sat down, and asked, "Any news?"

She has always paid great attention to her image and has only lost her composure a few times in her life.

But yesterday she suddenly received news that Nakahara Chuuya was still alive, which made her uneasy the whole night. After closing her eyes, all she could think of was his shattered body. She got up at five o'clock and went to the interrogation room.

At this moment, she looked at Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who was both nervous and unable to suppress his excitement. Her hands were clenched under her kimono, and her beautiful nails were deeply embedded in the palms of her hands.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke didn't say anything, he just silently raised the bandage in his hand.

Ozaki Kouha bit her lip immediately. She couldn't help but take the bandage from Akutagawa Ryunosuke's hand and cursed in a low voice: "I don't know what kind of fate you have with that Dazai guy. Do you have to make trouble?"

But in the end, she still smiled.

As if a worry had suddenly been lifted, she looked up at Akutagawa Ryunosuke and said, "The inspection has become more stringent recently. I will report this to the boss."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke nodded: "Yes!"

·

When Ozaki Koyo first met Nakahara Chuuya, he was only fifteen years old.

The leader took him to open Ozaki Momiji's door and said to her, "I'll ask you to take good care of this child from now on, Momiji."

The child following behind the leader was not as tall as Ozaki Momoyo. His face looked very young, but he raised his head and looked at Ozaki Momoyo. His ice-blue eyes were clean and clear, and he didn't look like a mafia member at all. For a moment, Ozaki Momoyo even suspected that this child was abducted by the leader.

But what needs no explanation is that Ozaki Koyo liked him the first time she saw him.

This child is also very strong and very well behaved in front of her. Ozaki Kouyo almost raises him as her own brother.

Until one day she saw Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuuya meet.

The child who was always well-behaved in front of her and Dazai Osamu, who was trained by the leader, should both be very rational people, but when they meet, they are like children, fighting over who walks on the left and who walks behind, and who completes the task first.

After Dazai Osamu picked up Akutagawa from outside, Ozaki Koyo even felt that Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who was only seven or eight years old, was much more mature than the two of them, but they obviously did not realize this.

It was fine when we were on a mission together. After all, we were partners, and no matter how much we quarreled, we still had to complete the mission together.

The disaster began when they separated.

Zhongyuan Zhongye, who was assigned to smuggle gems, almost never had a smooth journey back.

Each time, either a bomb was planted or there was a problem with the driver. In short, the probability of being involved was ridiculously high. In the end, Nakahara Chuuya tracked down the cause and, as expected, found Dazai Osamu.

Then Ozaki Koyo discovered something even more unreliable. Dazai Osamu, who never made mistakes in his work, also started to make mistakes frequently. However, Dazai Osamu had a good ability to cover up, and was not like Nakahara Chuuya, who was caught by Ozaki Koyo every time.

The only time he was caught by Ozaki Koyo was on a night with no wind or waves.

On her way home from get off work, she saw the lights on in the wine cellar not far away. Because they were going to entertain guests the next day, the wine cellar was filled with expensive red wine that Mr. Mori had specially asked Dazai Osamu to ship back from overseas.

At this moment it should be Dazai Osamu. Ozaki Kouyo narrowed her eyes and walked closer to take a look. Before she got too close, she heard the conversation between two people.

The moment Ozaki Koyo heard the voice, she recognized the other voice as that of Nakahara Chuuya.

The small wine cellar was open. Dazai Osamu's black cape was casually thrown on the ground. He was simply wearing a white shirt. The half of his iris-colored eyes that were not covered by the bandage were shining softly under the light. He held the bottle high in one hand and said with a smile, "Well, I've said it before, Chuuya can't drink as much as me. Why does Chuuya have to compete with me? Do you want to lose to me again?"

Nakahara Chuuya snorted, and lay on Dazai Osamu's shoulder like a cat. He did not need any supernatural powers, and played a childish game with Dazai Osamu to see whose hand was raised higher. However, the sixteen-year-old Dazai Osamu was already much taller than Nakahara Chuuya. Nakahara Chuuya snorted unconvincedly while he was eating: "You are afraid of losing to me, so you eliminated the possibility of starting this gambling game in advance, right?"

Dazai Osamu sighed in dissatisfaction: "Chuuya, you really have forgotten how you lost to me and agreed to be my dog, right?"

Nakahara Chuuya thought of this and reached out to hit Dazai Osamu: "Damn Mackerel, if you hadn't cheated in advance, how could I have lost to you!"

Dazai Osamu laughed and said, "If we do it again, Chuuya will definitely lose to me."

Nakahara Chuuya narrowed his eyes and glanced at him. His icy blue eyes were misty at this moment: "Why?"

Dazai Osamu hugged the drunk body that was leaning against him, raised his eyes and met Ozaki Kouyo outside the door.

Dazai Osamu raised his hand to his lips, made a silent gesture to Ozaki Kouyo, looked down at Nakahara Chuuya and said affectionately.

"Because Chuuya is a stupid slug."

The next morning, the wine cellar was littered with Dazai Osamu's signature bandages.

Dazai Osamu stood in front of Mr. Mori with a lazy look and listened to the lecture. Ozaki Koyo noticed the expression of Nakahara Chuuya and found that he was curling his lips and making lip gestures to Dazai Osamu.

"You deserve to be scolded, you bastard Dazai!"

That day, Dazai was punished to write a thousand-word report. When Ozaki Koyo passed by Nakahara Chuuya's office that night, he saw Dazai Osamu inside as expected.

Dazai Osamu said angrily, "I don't care! Chuuya and I did it together yesterday, why do you want me to write the report alone? Chuuya is really insidious, he even ripped off my bandage and threw it away!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also retorted: "Who asked you to paint on my face while I was sleeping?!"

Dazai Osamu was flexible: "It doesn't matter. I clearly have half the responsibility for this report, so I have to take full responsibility as well."

He looked at Nakahara Chuuya with a melancholy look in his eyes, as if he was going to die in the next second: "Does Chuuya want to help me deal with those girls who asked for my phone number and kept sending me messages?"

After finally escaping, Nakahara Chuuya was very moved and refused: "You keep pretending!...Okay, okay."

Facing Dazai Osamu's face that collapsed at his words, Nakahara Chuuya gave up resisting: "We agreed! I will only help you write half of it."

Afterwards, Ozaki Koyo looked at the familiar report, sighed, and slowly took a sip of tea.

From then on, I decided that I must keep Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuuya three feet apart. If they were that close, Nakahara Chuuya would definitely be tortured by Dazai Osamu.

The child who was taught by the leader himself, Ozaki Kouyo, narrowed his eyes, that child was definitely not a normal person.

Thinking of the past events, Ozaki Koyo, who watched Akutagawa Ryunosuke leave, looked at the bandage in her hand and couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

"The first person you came back to see wasn't me, is it because there is a special bond between you two, right, Chuuya?"

"Just like that time when everyone said you were dead, but Dazai Osamu swore that he ruined your funeral."

"It's not like Chuuya is dead."

·

Dazai Osamu found out that he was wanted by the port mafia when he was sitting in a cafe drinking coffee one day.

Nakajima Atsushi ran in from outside in a panic and said to Dazai Osamu, "Mr. Dazai, something bad has happened!"

Dazai Osamu was immersed in the joy that Nakahara Chuuya was currently being teased to the point of being exhausted by him. Hearing this, he looked at Nakajima Atsushi with a smile on his face: "Atsushi-kun, did something bad happen to you?"

"Here." Seeing Dazai Osamu's smile, Nakajima Atsushi's heartbeat, which had been fluctuating strangely, calmed down. He whispered, "I recently heard that someone outside was asking about you."

"Moreover," Nakajima Atsushi lowered his voice a little, as if he was afraid of being overheard, "and many of them are from the port mafia."

He said it with fear and fear, and Dazai Osamu couldn't help laughing. He stood up and patted Nakajima Atsushi on the shoulder: "Okay, thank you Atsushi-kun, I understand."

Nakajima Atsushi was a little confused. He looked at Dazai Osamu walking out and couldn't help asking, "Mr. Dazai, it's so dangerous outside now, aren't you going to hide?"

Dazai Osamu shook his head, and in the blink of an eye he had already walked out of the cafe, his brown windbreaker blowing up. He said, "It's rare that he wants to fight back against me, so I have to find him as soon as possible."

After Dazai Osamu finished speaking, he couldn't help but smile to himself. He staggered around, wondering where he should go to find him first.

"Go to the bridge? That's not good. Chuuya will probably be angry. He won't go there."

"Then go..." Dazai Osamu thought of several places in a row and refuted them one by one.

Finally, he could only think of one place. Dazai murmured, "No way, I have such a secret base, could it be discovered by Chuuya? But... it's normal for Chuuya to find it. After all, he is the only one who would be angry because of Aramachi's boring jokes."

·

Just as Nakajima Atsushi had said, many members of the Port Mafia appeared on the streets.

But just as none of them could find Nakahara Chuuya, no one could catch Dazai Osamu. Dazai Osamu passed by them as if he was in an empty space, and even went to a dessert shop not far away to buy a small bag of desserts, and then slowly walked towards his destination.

Dazai Osamu's destination was far away from the city center of Yokohama.

Near the suburbs, there are large areas of containers. Containers have always been where beggars and poor people live, but this place is very clean and there is no sound at all, as if someone had bought it here on purpose.

The owner of the container, Dazai Osamu, walked towards the innermost part with ease.

Sure enough, I saw a container with its door half open.

He walked forward slowly, the plastic bag in his hand making rustling sounds with his movements, until he reached the door and pushed it open.

Dazai Osamu saw the whole scene inside.

The dim light flickered on the ceiling. Nakahara Chuuya, dressed in a noble three-piece black suit, sat on a chair with his legs elegantly crossed. In his slender white hands, he held a crystal clear metal product. Before Dazai Osamu came in, he was squinting his eyes and kept turning the metal product under the light, trying to see some clues.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, Nakahara Chuuya turned his head, and his face, which was similar to that of a few years ago but now more mature and grown, was completely revealed in front of Dazai Osamu.

Seeing Dazai Osamu, he didn't seem surprised at all. Why did his partner who used to be dressed in black now have such a gentle and sunny look, with light bathing behind him, like an ordinary person who was born to live under the sun?

He just asked him doubtfully.

"You haven't given up yet?"

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