The bearded man had a calm, almost wooden expression: "I was walking on the road and came here. I had no money so I decided to go back to my old job."

Dazai Osamu looked at Arasuke silently, and Arasuke continued, "But I never thought that Dazai from another world would become the leader of the port mafia. Ango would be surprised if he knew about this, right?"

Dazai Osamu smiled and said, "So, you mean you are from a parallel world?"

"Ah." Arashi nodded.

Dazai Osamu took a deep breath and smiled, "It's Odasaku... What kind of person am I over there?"

The red-haired man thought for a moment, "A child."

"What?" Dazai Osamu was stunned.

The man said seriously, "My Dazai is still a child."

Dazai Osamu changed his sitting position, propped up his head and said with a smile: "So, Odasaku, how old are you now?"

"23."

"Well, you're 23 years old now." Dazai said, "Then you should be more careful when you go back. Children are very fragile creatures."

The man's hand suddenly twitched.

Dazai Osamu looked at the time and invited Arasuke, "It's almost lunch time, do you want to have lunch with me?"

The man didn't expect the topic to change suddenly, but he wasn't surprised. He just asked calmly, "What do you want to eat?"

"How about having your favorite spicy curry? At the restaurant you go to most often." Dazai Osamu asked, and started to tidy himself up with his hands. It seemed that he had never thought that Oda Sakunosuke would refuse.

"Okay." The red-haired man replied.

Dazai Osamu casually tidied up the documents on the table, folded the red scarf around his neck and placed it on the table, then walked in front with a smile on his face, and Araki followed behind him.

Dazai Osamu opened the door and called for Nakahara Chuuya to come in. Nakahara Chuuya walked in with a suspicious look on his face, "Chief, what do you want to do now?"

Dazai Osamu smiled and said, "I'm going to go out and collect intelligence, so I'm in trouble with the documents on the table!"

Nakahara Chuuya clearly didn't believe Dazai Osamu's lies: "What kind of intelligence do you need to collect personally as a leader?! Don't even think about it! There are a lot of people out there who want to kill you. Don't cause me any trouble, just stay here!"

Dazai Osamu began to deceive in a serious tone: "Chuuya, you don't understand this. Some intelligence can only be collected by me because I am the leader. This is indispensable for the future development of the Port Mafia."

Nakahara Chuuya's expression began to waver, and Dazai continued to attack, "Chuuya, don't you believe in my ability? I have never messed up when it comes to the port mafia, although I don't mess up normally either!"

Nakahara Chuuya gritted his teeth and said, "I'll just trust you this time, but I'll follow you too."

"Huh? No, Chuuya. My order is that you should deal with the documents on the desk while I'm away, and not follow me. You must listen to the leader, Officer Nakahara." Although Dazai Osamu was smiling, he looked at Nakahara Chuuya without a smile in his eyes.

“…Yes, Chief.” After a long while, Nakahara Chuuya was the first to look away and lowered his head.

It was not until they walked out of the port mafia headquarters that Dazai Osamu began to laugh exaggeratedly: "Hahahahahahahahahahahaha! The dwarf is still as funny as ever!"

"Aren't you curious about what information I've gathered, Odasaku?" Dazai Osamu asked as he wiped away tears from laughter.

Araki followed up on his words and said, "So what will you collect?"

"Is the spicy curry I collected today delicious?"

Arashi: "The boss's curry is always delicious. Dazai, did you collect this information to try making spicy curry?"

"Hahahahahaha!" I don't know what Arasuke said that tickled Dazai Osamu's funny bone, but Dazai Osamu, who had just stopped laughing, started laughing again, as if he wanted to vent all the laughter that he hadn't had in years.

"Dazai," Arashi said with a worried look, "Be careful, don't laugh so hard that you choke."

Dazai Osamu tried hard to stop laughing, wiped away the tears from his eyes, and said sincerely: "Odasaku, you are really a healing man!"

The man looked bewildered when he was told this.

They walked to the restaurant that Oda Sakunosuke often ate at. The fat boss poked his head out from the back kitchen and said in surprise: "Oda, did you bring any friends this time?"

Arashi said skillfully, "Ah, please give me a spicy curry."

"Okay! What does this customer want?" the boss asked with a smile.

"I just need to do the same as Oda." Dazai Osamu retracted his gaze and replied with a smile.

"Odasaku? It's Oda, right? This is the first time I hear someone call it that. Hahahahaha. Wait a moment, I'll make it right away!" The fat boss laughed and turned back to the kitchen to show off his skills.

Dazai Osamu and Arasuke found a random table and sat down. There was no one else in the store except them and the boss.

"Odasaku, how are you doing over there?" Dazai Osamu looked at the pattern on the tablecloth for a while, then suddenly looked up at Arasuke and asked.

Arashi answered, "I'm doing pretty well. I'm planning to send my kids to school, and I've got new ideas for my novel. My work is still the same, but it's better than before."

"Really?" Dazai Osamu lowered his eyelashes, not knowing what he was thinking, "Then what does Oda Saku think of me here?"

Arashi blinked, "Dazai has grown well here and has successfully become a good leader who can take on the responsibility of an organization."

While we were talking, the curry was served.

Arasuke started first, and after taking the first bite of curry, he showed a somewhat relaxed expression. Dazai Osamu looked at the curry for a while, then put a big mouthful into his mouth, gasping with a hissing sound due to the spiciness, and even some tears came out of his eyes.

Dazai forced himself to eat and gulp down water. Araki held up the spoon of curry and hesitated to speak: "Dazai, are you okay?"

The spicy curry in his hand doesn't smell good when he eats it this way! Dazai Osamu's spicy curry has no soul at all!

"I'm very, very good. It tastes very, very good!"

Dazai Osamu was eating while gasping for air due to the spiciness. Araki hesitated for a moment and said, "Dazai, no one is competing with you for food, so eat a little slower."

The food in the port mafia’s cafeteria is so terrible. Look how hungry the children are. Tsk tsk.

"Huh..." Dazai Osamu gulped down a mouthful of water and held it in his mouth. His eyes and lips turned red from the spiciness. It took him a long time to swallow the water. "Oh my, it's worthy of being the spicy curry that Odasaku likes. It's really spicy enough."

Seeing that he wanted to continue waving the spoon to eat curry, Araki quickly reached out and held his hand and said, "Dazai, forget it, change to another one, this one is too spicy for you."

He raised his voice and shouted, "Boss, please make another non-spicy curry!"

"Okay!" The boss looked over following the sound, "This customer can't handle spicy curry? I'll make a non-spicy one right away!"

After saying that, Araki looked at Dazai Osamu, "Dazai, will this make you happier?"

Dazai blinked and chuckled, "You too, don't you, Odasaku?"

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