Verlaine refused to give Dazai his answer.

Dazai Osamu did not force him. He shrugged and left the basement. Although Weilan did not give him a completely definite answer, he verified his guess himself.

How to seal the energy body of Arakawa in Chuuya's body? Dazai Osamu sat in the leader's office, unconsciously turning the pen in his hand, feeling that it was a bit tricky. He had never thought about such a thing before.

With a bang, the door of the leader's office was opened. Dazai looked over and saw the drowsy Nakahara Chuuya. He didn't even say hello to Dazai and just lazily fell asleep on the sofa.

Sleeping very soundly.

Dazai Osamu stopped writing with the pen in his hand. He held his chin and looked at Nakahara Chuuya for a while, then was in a daze for a while. The moonlight outside the window fell softly on Dazai Osamu.

Dazai Osamu lowered his head and wrote two words on the notebook.

deviate.

·

The port mafia's business has become busy, especially the overseas part.

After dealing with the affairs in Yokohama, Nakahara Chuuya was assigned by Dazai Osamu to the overseas branch. When leaving, Nakahara Chuuya was very casual and carried a small suitcase. Dazai Osamu sent him to the airport.

Nakahara Chuuya said: "Before I left, I found you a lot of guards. After I left, you have to use them. Otherwise, you won't know when you will be assassinated."

“I know, I know.” Dazai nodded perfunctorily, “Chuuya, hurry up and leave. If you don’t leave now, you will miss the plane.”

"Okay." Nakahara Chuuya nodded. He was not the type to procrastinate. Once he had explained everything that needed to be explained, he would not linger on anything.

Dazai Osamu looked at Nakahara Chuuya's gradually receding back, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips, he turned around and walked out of the airport with his hands in his pockets, and Nakajima Atsushi followed behind him like a shadow.

Dazai Osamu asked Nakajima Atsushi, "Have you arranged your schedule for today?"

Nakajima Atsushi flipped through the notebook in his hand and said, "It has been arranged. In the afternoon, there is a meeting with a multinational group, and at 8 o'clock in the evening, there is a charity gala that has been agreed upon."

Dazai Osamu nodded, walked through the busy airport, and under the protection of Nakajima Atsushi, got into a stretched Lincoln not far away.

As the number one bodyguard appointed by Nakahara Chuuya for Dazai Osamu, Nakajima Atsushi followed Dazai Osamu closely, observing the surrounding environment vigilantly and not daring to relax for a moment.

Dazai Osamu sat aside and read the report for a while. He seemed to sense Nakajima Atsushi's emotions. He lowered his head and said casually, "There's no need to be so nervous."

He spoke very lightly, with a calm tone, as if it was no big deal at all, and this made Nakajima Atsushi gradually relax. The reason was that Dazai's tone gave him a sense of security.

But the vehicle had only been driving for a short while when a burst of gunfire was heard.

Nakajima Atsushi watched helplessly as the bullet grazed the glass beside him and created a hole in the ground.

He was so nervous that he wanted to turn around and get off the car, and kept looking behind him: "Mr. Dazai, it seems that we have encountered..."

Nakajima Atsushi's voice got stuck in his throat when he saw the scene behind him.

There were indeed several suspicious cars following them, but before he turned his head, they were stopped in place.

The car that blocked their way was blocked in front of them, and then several burly men in black suits walked down one after another, blocking their way domineeringly. Nakajima Atsushi slowly turned his head and muttered to himself in disbelief: "That... that is our port mafia?"

Dazai Osamu chuckled, and Nakajima Atsushi obediently turned his head to look at Dazai Osamu's cheek.

All I could see was Dazai Osamu's beautiful face exposed in the sunlight. He lowered his head, and his slender, jade-like fingers rested on the title page of the report. Although he didn't say anything and looked extremely harmless, he exuded a powerful aura for no reason: "Atsushi-kun."

Dazai Osamu said so gently: "This is not the enemy you need to deal with."

"The enemy you need to deal with is over there."

Nakajima Atsushi looked at Dazai Osamu with a little surprise, but found that Dazai Osamu had already raised his head and looked into the big mirror in front. Nakajima Atsushi raised his head following his line of sight.

A person with special abilities was seen not far away.

·

After Nakahara Chuuya left, Dazai Osamu was assassinated more and more frequently.

One reason is that the famous hound that had been intimidating the Port Mafia finally left. In the eyes of those who were interested, the Port Mafia's intimidation seemed to have been reduced by half in an instant.

In addition, the frequency of Dazai Osamu's attendance at banquets has steadily increased. Dazai Osamu, who used to be disdainful of auctions, charity parties, and even gatherings of Yokohama's upper-class chamber of commerce, began to attend banquets frequently and gave a very strong message.

Almost everyone knows that the leader of the Port Mafia, Dazai Osamu, is collecting all kinds of rare gems at high prices.

Someone took the gems to test the bottom line of the Port Mafia, but found that it was not just empty talk. As long as the gems were favored by the Port Mafia, no matter how strange they were, they would be purchased at a high price.

The most famous one among them is a colorful stone. It is not even a gem. The person who took it just went to the port mafia to try his luck. Who knew that it was sold for a sky-high price of 100 million.

This not only proved the financial strength of the Port Mafia, but also made countless people who wanted to get rich overnight more and more driven to import gems to the Port Mafia.

It was another quiet night. Nakajima Atsushi was waiting outside the leader's office, holding the invitation to tonight's banquet, for Dazai Osamu to come out.

He stood with his hands behind his back. In just three months, all the childish innocence on his face disappeared, and what remained was only a vague sense of indifference.

He always wore white clothes with blood staining the hems. People passing by lowered their heads when they saw the legendary Grim Reaper in white, not daring to look directly at Nakajima Atsushi's face, and walked past quickly.

Nakajima Atsushi didn't care. He just waited for Dazai Osamu to come out, then handed the invitation to Dazai Osamu and said respectfully, "He specially invited you to come over, saying that there are new gems arriving tonight."

Dazai Osamu took the invitation and took a look at it. He said, "Then what do you think, Atsushi-kun, should I go?"

Nakajima Atsushi said: “It shouldn’t be.”

Dazai Osamu did not comment on his words. Nakajima Atsushi knew that this was Dazai Osamu's intention to let him continue. He said, "He invited almost all the upper-class socialites who could be invited to this banquet. It is obvious that this is not a small banquet. It is impossible that he just invited you to appreciate gems. There must be something more important, but he did not mention it at all."

Dazai Osamu smiled and said, "You followed me, and although you didn't learn anything else, you learned analysis very quickly."

Nakajima Atsushi, who could have said this with a straight face, lowered his head a little embarrassedly after hearing this. The famous white-robed death god outside, in front of Dazai Osamu, was still a child whose ears would turn slightly red when he smiled. He whispered, "...I can't say I learned it very well."

Dazai Osamu glanced at him, his iris-colored eyes reflected the gradually shattered boundary line in the sky, and the moonlight that fell on Nakajima Atsushi in the same way for ten years, with his determination to never give up.

That year, Dazai Osamu passed by the orphanage because of an accident.

The rain was so heavy that it seemed as if fate had trapped Dazai Osamu in that place, and attracted him to see Nakajima Atsushi who was kneeling in the rain at that time. Nakajima Atsushi at that time was also like he is now.

Although he was in darkness, there was still a shyness in his eyes that Dazai could not see through. In the violent rainstorm, he was so small, yet so eye-catching. Out of curiosity, Dazai handed him an umbrella.

Now, Dazai finally understood why he met Nakajima Atsushi in the rain that day.

The protagonist favored by the world line, Dazai Osamu slowly raised the corners of his lips and said, "Come with me to that banquet, Atsushi-kun."

Dazai Osamu didn't go too late.

When they arrived, the dragon-like convoy of cars had filled the street in front of the villa, and it was piled high.

The host of the banquet personally welcomed Dazai Osamu into the door. The lights in the banquet hall were bright and clothes were fluttering. Dazai Osamu was quickly surrounded by the crowd because of his outstanding appearance. Dozens of elegantly dressed young ladies gathered around Dazai Osamu, wanting to talk to him.

Dazai Osamu negotiated with people one by one with an elegant smile. Even when talking to dozens of people, he always kept his manners and appeared particularly tactful.

When the banquet began, the host led everyone to see his collection of rare treasures.

Dazai Osamu walked at the head of those invited by the host of the banquet. He smiled at the host and greeted him softly.

The group walked through a corridor covered with scarlet carpet.

The host of the banquet pushed open the door of the exhibition room, walked to one of the exhibits covered with a red cover, and proudly lifted it up. The pure moonlight illuminated the raised dust.

A bullet broke through the air.

When Dazai Osamu saw the clear jade in front of him that was half a person's height, the bullet pierced through the jade, and the dark green jade shattered into pieces. The chips fell on the carpet, and the bullet pierced Dazai Osamu's chest.

It was like a blood flower blooming beautifully on the chest of Dazai Osamu's white suit.

·

Mizue Yi, who had been watching Dazai Osamu like a spectator, suddenly had his pupils shrink.

He turned his head and looked at the system and said, "System, could it be that we saw the wrong memories in Chuuya Nakahara's memory?"

He was clearly in Nakahara Chuuya's memory, and he only saw Dazai Osamu's left arm injured.

The system didn't say anything, it just stared blankly ahead.

Shui Jiangyi also looked in the direction the system was looking. Dazai Osamu, who was shot and fell, gave a gentle smile to Shui Jiangyi, who did not exist in that time and space.

His pale cheeks made his iris-colored eyes look even more mysterious.

Dazai Osamu's lips moved slightly, and when Shui Jiangyi figured out what he was saying, his heart was suddenly shocked.

Because Dazai Osamu was talking to him.

"I caught you, the traveler from another time and space."

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