Chapter 24: Watch him find a boyfriend for Hayana!
"Excuse me, I'd like a cup of extra strong black coffee with ice."
"Here's your iced strong black coffee, please enjoy."
She took the coffee from the waiter, bit the straw and took a big sip of the cold and bitter liquid. It was so bitter that she just wanted to stick out her tongue.
The drink in her hand tasted terrible, and it made her feel much more refreshed after her languid and sleepy body.
This is the center of Yokohama's Yoshida-cho shopping street. It is still bustling here even on non-weekends. Coupled with the popular check-in spots around it, many couples choose to go on dates here.
Holding a cup, the black-haired girl, dressed neatly in a T-shirt and shorts, showing her youthful beauty, walked to the lounge chair and sat down, placing the coffee on the round table. She crossed her legs, leaned back on the chair, and the back of the chair just hit the back of the chair where the boy was sitting behind her.
"Is this some kind of fun?" Dazai Osamu asked, turning around after being bumped.
The boy's face was pale, with a faint blue tint under his left eye which was not bandaged. It was obvious that he did not get enough rest last night, and there was a hint of fatigue in the ending of his voice.
"I'm so sleepy." Hayana Kotori covered her mouth and yawned, leaning her whole weight on the back of the chair where Dazai Osamu was sitting, complaining half-deadly, "If I had known I would be drafted by you, I should have gotten some sleep last night."
Last night, after Dazai Osamu arrived at the bar, the three people who didn't have enough fun at the oden stall had a great time drinking at the bar.
She didn't drink much but was very happy after drinking it. She didn't sleep all night and planned to catch up on her sleep in the office during the day. However, she was drafted by Dazai Osamu before she even walked out of the bar. Nakahara Chuuya also suffered the same fate as her.
The three guys who had not slept all night and were drunk washed themselves up and came to the bustling Yoshidacho shopping street in Yokohama to wait for the opportunity.
"Not here yet?" asked Hayana Takanashi.
Dazai Osamu's face was calm, his eyes full of strategic planning: "The time we got is 10:30 in the morning, less than an hour left."
According to the information Dazai Osamu obtained from the interrogation room last night, [Owl] and a mysterious organization will have a secret transaction at a coffee shop in Yoshida-cho at 10:30 this morning.
As for the content of the transaction, the prisoners did not know.
But it was precisely because of the transaction with that mysterious organization that their leader had the crazy idea of replacing the Port Mafia and becoming the largest and most powerful mafia in Yokohama.
The first step to achieve this goal, the leader of [Owl] decided, was to kill Dazai Osamu, who was known as the [brain] of the Port Mafia. Without the [brain], the others would be nothing more than limbs with no thinking power but only physical strength.
Last night, it was discovered during the interrogation that the headquarters of [Owl] has been moved, and the location of the leader has been kept absolutely secret from his subordinates. So far, Dazai Osamu decided to go to Yoshida Town to wait and catch the [Owl] members who are trading with the mysterious organization, and then get the location of [Owl]'s headquarters and the location of the leader.
Yoshida-cho Commercial Street has a huge flow of people, and if too many people are ambushed, they will be discovered by [Owl], so Hayana Kotori and Chuuya Nakahara, who happened to have no tasks today, were drafted.
The two were very motivated about this mission. Hayana Takanashi wanted to see who had the guts to set their sights on Dazai Osamu, while Chuuya Nakahara wanted to see which arrogant guy dared to overthrow the port mafia ruled by Ogai Mori.
Dazai Osamu and Takanashi Hayana are in the open, while Nakahara Chuuya is in the dark near the coffee shop, ready to provide support at any time.
"If you feel sleepy, you can lean back and take a nap." Dazai Osamu said gently.
Hayana Takanashi shuddered, and with her slender fingers she pulled down the sunglasses that covered her dark circles. Her eyes, which were slightly bloodshot from not sleeping for a night, looked at the handsome face of the boy who turned his head towards her.
She pursed her lips and felt a sinking feeling. She leaned back in her chair and returned it to its original position. She held the black coffee on the round table in both hands and took small sips of it. She frowned and disliked the bitter taste, but she had to use it to refresh herself.
After receiving orders from his superiors to come to Yoshida-cho Commercial Street in Yokohama to secretly protect members of the Black Organization who were doing business with the Owl Organization, Toru Amuro just arrived at the designated location in Yoshida-cho and noticed a familiar person with his sharp eyes.
The girl in a tight T-shirt and shorts held her chin with one hand, her elbow on the table, and she was biting a straw boredly. Her long straight black hair hung down, faintly covering half of her fair cheek. Although she was wearing sunglasses, Toru Amuro recognized her at a glance.
——Hana Kotori.
A girl who went on four blind dates at the Poirot Café where he worked.
He had always thought that she lived near Beika-cho, but he didn't expect that she was from Yokohama... No, maybe she was visiting Yokohama?
...His sixth sense told him that this possibility was unlikely.
In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Toru Amuro pretended not to see the girl and sat in the blind spot behind her, at a table four tables away from her, with Dazai Osamu sandwiched between her on the left and right, forming a sandwich layout.
The purpose of his trip was to ensure the success of the transaction, but he also wanted to see what the Yokohama Mafia was like and why they could exist so openly in this city.
Under the shadow of a large parasol, a blond, dark-skinned young man pulled out a chair and sat down with a kind smile on his face. He had a slender and stylish figure. Although he was only wearing ordinary casual clothes, the wild beauty brought by his too dark skin color and the gentlemanly courtesy he displayed attracted the attention of many passing girls.
Dazai Osamu withdrew his gaze from secretly observing the blond young man and raised the corner of his mouth with interest.
Someone showing up here at this time? 90% chance it wasn't a coincidence.
Time passed by minute by minute, and the people around kept coming and going. Only three people sat in the rest area and did not leave. During this time, Hayana Kotori went to order something to eat to soothe her sour stomach.
"Do you want to have a game?" Dazai Osamu suddenly spoke softly with his back to Hayana Kotori.
"Huh?" The bored girl suddenly perked up: "What are you competing for?"
"Let's see..." Dazai Osamu looked at Amuro Toru who was a few tables away, "Who can capture the target first?"
Hayana Kotori was curious: "What did you find?"
Before Dazai could answer, a grin spread across her face; she had also noticed.
The tall and burly man who had just entered the coffee shop was carrying a black briefcase. Just now, in her sight, the black briefcase was held by an unremarkable black-haired young man, who was walking out of the coffee shop.
The young man was dressed like an office worker, wearing a white shirt, a black suit and black trousers, and carrying a briefcase in his hand. He looked like a typical office worker and was inconspicuous in the crowd.
"We've found the guy who dared to pluck the tiger's whiskers in our port mafia's territory." Hayato Yamato stared at the black-haired young man intently.
Dazai Osamu blinked, his eyes always falling on Amuro Toru who was sitting a few tables away. The traders of the mysterious organization and the members of [Owl] appeared. What did this person represent?
Seeing that the transaction had been completed and the young man was leaving with the briefcase, Amuro Toru frowned slightly. He stared at the briefcase in the young man's hand, wondering what he was thinking.
Just when he thought the escort mission was over, the beautiful girl he knew took off her sunglasses, suddenly jumped up, and rushed towards the young man carrying a briefcase like a spring!
Toru Amuro's eyes suddenly widened, and just as he was about to make a move, the cold and dangerous aura that his sixth sense keenly detected made him temporarily hold back.
Picking up the coffee in front of him, he looked towards the source of danger while drinking it.
A thin, pale, handsome young man with a bandage on his right eye looked in his direction, his intact left eye smiling at him, holding a white porcelain cup, with the corners of his mouth raised, raising his glass to him.
——Discovered!
Amuro Toru's eyes were cold and sharp. He put down his coffee and looked at the slightly pale boy.
The other party is not a policeman, and the aura of a policeman is definitely not like this!
He thought the boy would do something.
Who knew that the next second the boy stood up, the windbreaker draped over his shoulders drew an arc in the air, and he walked away in the direction the girl was chasing, and his figure gradually blended into the crowd.
Until the boy's figure disappeared, Amuro Toru's frown did not relax. The boy's sharpness and the unfathomable depth hidden behind his smile frightened him.
This transaction between the Black Organization and [Owl] may have awakened a ferocious beast resting in the darkness of this city.
What surprised him even more was that Miss Kotori, whom he had been going to the store for a blind date, was not the ordinary citizen he had always thought she was.
As to whether Miss Takanashi and the young man are in the same group, it remains to be seen.
[There is an ambush, and the enemy is being pursued]
Toru Amuro quickly contacted his superiors.
Soon he received a response: [Find an opportunity to silence him]
After closing his phone, Toru Amuro stood up and chased in one direction, his expressionless face full of coldness.
He had to silence that man before the boy and Hayana Kotori could get the information. Then he might be able to see what the deal between the Black Organization and Owl was.
…
In order to ensure the fairness of the game, Hayato Kotori did not use any special abilities while catching people.
She was agile and moved quickly and swiftly in the crowd, but she didn't expect that the man was also as slippery as a fish, dodging flexibly with the help of the crowd, making it very difficult to catch him!
The crowd broke into panic as they passed by.
The man ran out of Yoshida-cho commercial street and ran in a purposeful direction.
As the flow of people became sparse, it was more convenient for Hayana Kotori, and the distance between her and the man was shrinking rapidly.
As he ran away, the man pulled a gun from his shirt and shot at the girl behind him from the side! She dodged all the shots until he emptied his entire magazine!
Suddenly, the view in front became wider and a smile appeared on the man's lips.
Realizing what the other party wanted to do, Hayato Takanashi immediately activated his special ability!
The young man, who wanted to jump into the sea to escape, bumped into something hard! A sharp pain in his head made his mind go dazed, and he fell to the ground, holding his head, like a turtle.
Cursing and crying out in pain, he gritted his teeth and raised his hand to touch the air in front of him. It felt hard and cold. It turned out to be a transparent wall blocking his way!
In front of him was the vast sea within his sight, and the orderly "thump thump" sound of footsteps behind him reminded him of the arrival of pursuers.
The man stood up, turned around and glared fiercely at the black-haired girl who was standing opposite him without breathing. He wanted to run in another direction, but saw the bandaged boy who had arrived at some point blocking his way.
——Can’t run away!
This realization was crystal clear in his mind. He grinned crazily and looked at the bandaged boy: "Are you Dazai Osamu from the Port Mafia?"
"Oh my? You know me?" Dazai Osamu smiled, "That makes things much easier."
Seeing the young man admit it, the man laughed even more crazily. He ripped open his suit jacket and threw it on the ground. There was a circle of explosives around his white shirt waist!
Toru Amuro was hiding in the dark, not far from them, with a loaded gun in his hand. Within the range, his purple-gray eyes were extremely sharp, emitting a cold and oppressive feeling.
…
"Are you the... Dazai Osamu of the Port Mafia?"
"Oh? You know me? That makes things much easier."
Hearing the conversation between the man and the boy, a dark light flashed in Amuro Toru's purple-gray eyes.
He put away his aiming gun and became alert, took out his cell phone and sent a message to his superiors: "The other party is the port mafia."
The next second, the message "Retreat" suddenly appeared on the phone screen.
"Hey! You... want this information, right? And the location of our headquarters and leader?" The man clutched the briefcase bag in one hand and pressed the explosion switch with the other hand. He glanced at the two people in front of him and brainstormed how to deal a heavy blow to the port mafia before he died!
Ignoring the man, Hayana Kotori looked at Dazai Osamu: "How do we decide? Who will win?"
Arriving at the target at the same time wouldn't be a good idea for them to play cat and mouse, would it? Dazai definitely couldn't beat her. Not only would it be unfair, but the scene would be too rude and would affect the relationship.
Dazai Osamu actually thought carefully and seriously about a solution: "How about letting him choose for himself? Whoever he gives the briefcase to wins."
"..." The man was confused by what the two said. Seeing that no one took him and the explosives on his waist seriously and ignored him completely, he felt even more embarrassed.
"What are you two doing?! Believe it or not, I'll rush over and blow you both up to the sky in the next second!!!"
simply……
This is too much!
All the members of the Port Mafia should be... Nishinai!!!
Hearing the man's sharp voice, Dazai Osamu looked at him dimly, a gentle smile playing on the corner of his mouth, and said perfunctorily: "Then... next... it's up to you to make the choice."
"This is an unprecedented generous offer, so you must take advantage of it."
The man was stunned for a moment: "What to choose?"
"Choose me or him?" Hayana Kotori tried her best to give the man a kind smile. Even though she was hungover and still very beautiful, she was still dazzling. "I think you should choose me. After all, I am pretty."
"Huh? You can still campaign for yourself?" Dazai Osamu drawled out his voice, seemingly complaining, but there was no trace of dissatisfaction on his face.
Hayana Kotori looked back at him: "You can too."
The boy who was still complaining in the previous second suddenly became a little embarrassed and shy in the next second: "But... This is my first time snatching something from Hayana, I'm a little nervous and embarrassed... Ugh! My heartbeat is getting faster and faster!... Boom boom boom boom... It's about to jump out..."
Hayana Takanashi: "..."
"See, he's not mentally normal? You'd better choose me." She pointed at the shy boy and spoke nonsense seriously.
"Although some dangerous ideas pop up in my mind all the time, it is more appropriate to choose me based on my business ability." Raising a finger, Dazai Osamu began his canvassing for votes.
The boy, whose right eye was not only bandaged, but also all the exposed parts of his body, restrained his smile and looked at the man with his unfathomable deep eyes.
The man's breathing stagnated. Being stared at by such a mocking yet abysmal gaze, he felt as if his whole body had fallen into ice water, sending chills down his spine and fear involuntarily rising in his heart.
Cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and he clenched his teeth to avoid losing his composure.
He looked nervously at the girl standing in the other direction, trying to read something from her face, but found that she was still standing there leisurely, as if she was bored, her slender fingers playing with the legs of her sunglasses.
Looking at the two people in front of him, a sinister and vicious plan gradually emerged in his mind.
Just as the man couldn't help but laugh sinisterly at the scheme, the young man's gentle voice rang out again: "After all, I'm the only one who can make you spill all the information in your head. It's just my expertise that's perfect for me."
Hayana Takanashi: "So cunning."
Saying this is obviously pushing people towards her.
A known winning outcome is meaningless.
Recalling Dazai Osamu's horrific deeds, the man looked at the boy with malice and shouted, "Make no mistake, you two! The one who has the right to make the active choice now is me!"
Takanashi Hayana stopped playing with her sunglasses and said, "So who do you choose? Are you still a man if you're so hesitant?"
Her patience ran out and she began to feel bored and irritated.
If Dazai hadn't pushed people towards her, she didn't want to give up the fruits of victory handed to her so easily, and would have turned around and left!
"I only have one copy of what I have," the man swung his briefcase. Seeing the two people's eyes drawn to it for a moment, his smug expression was clearly visible. "It looks like you both want it? Then show me your sincerity first, how about you?"
"Let me make this clear, this bag not only contains the information you're looking for, but also the [Immortal Items] everyone in the world dreams of! With these things, you'll be able to level up several times in a row, and the money you earn will last you more than you can spend in your next lifetime, hahahahaha!"
[Immortal item]? Hayana Kotori's eyes flickered, and she became interested.
In the dark, the blond young man who was about to leave stopped and hid in a secluded corner again, watching how the situation developed.
He thought that maybe there would be some unexpected gains this time.
Noticing the girl's interest and the boy's indifference, the man arrogantly threatened the girl: "You! Just shoot him and I'll give you the thing!"
"Is it worth it?"
"Don't think I didn't notice, but there's a small pistol hidden behind your hair at the back of your head?" he yelled. "Shoot Dazai Osamu! You'll be the one to rise in front of the Port Mafia boss! And then you can put the blame on me? No one will know what you did today!"
"How about it? The opportunity is right in front of you!"
The man urged and seduced frantically, his heart full of sinister malice. Because of the anticipated scene, his voice was sharp and piercing, like a whistle.
He couldn't believe anyone would so easily give up the information they had obtained, as well as the position of leader and headquarters of the "Owl"! Don't want to stand higher? Don't want a mountain of money?!
As for Dazai Osamu, upon hearing such remarks and seeing her hesitation, he would definitely take the initiative to quell the threat! Once these two guys started killing each other, he might still have a chance to escape!
The air began to become tense and the atmosphere became increasingly anxious.
Toru Amuro, who was hiding in the dark, had sharp eyes. He didn't expect the situation to develop to this point.
But he was also waiting. If the man had a chance to escape, it would be a good opportunity for him to obtain intelligence about the Black Organization.
If Miss Kotori and that boy really started killing each other, he would probably not see Miss Kotori come to Poirot Cafe for a long time.
Dazai Osamu, who was asked by Hayana Takanashi to shoot him, did not react at all. His eyes were moist, clear and harmless through the light.
"..." And Hayana Takanashi was almost laughing at the guy who was talking nonsense.
Was his brain soaked in formaldehyde? How can you think the combined weight of these things is heavier than Dazai Osamu?
The whole audience was silent.
As time went by, it gradually fell into a strange and awkward silence.
Seeing that the two people hadn't made any move, and didn't even look at each other in disbelief, the man's face turned extremely ugly, and he realized that things were not under his control.
He shook the controller in his hand and said in a sharp voice, "Hey! I'm counting to three! If you don't shoot, I will die with the data! Then, whether it's the data, the headquarters, or the leader's location, you will never get your hands on it!"
“1——”
In response to his words, the girl finally looked at him straight in the eye.
She looked at him as if he were mentally retarded, with indifference in her black and white eyes, yet showing a different kind of warmth in the sunlight.
There was an inexplicable feeling of mild irony.
Just as the man's heart was beating hard, and he was mentally preparing to shout "2" again, the girl opened her lips slightly and said two words with great contempt -
"stupid* ."
“…”
The scorching sun, almost at noon, made him feel dizzy. Thinking he was hallucinating, the man didn't react: "...What?"
Hayana Kotori's voice was clear as she taunted him, "I was just kidding you, but you took it seriously?"
Does he really think he is a dish?
Unable to believe that someone could really resist the temptation of getting promoted, getting rich, and the [magic item] he mentioned, the man didn't know how to react. His face turned red with anger, and the anger of being tricked immediately broke through his mind and dyed his eyes red.
"How awful, Hayana," Dazai Osamu said with a smile, his gentle voice filled with penetrating malice, "He looks like he's about to break."
Kotori Hayato spread his hands: "It's better for him to break than for you to break through the defense, right?"
"How could that be?" the boy denied it.
Kotori Hayato teased him with a slanted look, "I can imagine it. Even if it's just acting, if I really pointed a gun at you, you'd be shattered, right?"
"I'm so touched. You're really worried about me..."
“Enough!!!”
The man roared and yelled hysterically, panting as he looked at the two people who were making a fool of him. His head was throbbing, and the veins on his head were throbbing violently.
"I've had enough of you!"
Do you think he's an idiot?!
These two bastards... they don't even treat him as a human being! ! !
The man raised his hand holding the controller, his lips curled up in a kind arc, his whole body was a calm madness: "Since you don't want it, then disappear with me."
Ahhhhhhhhh!!! Go to hell, everyone!!! Nishinai!!!
“Ahhhhh!”
Before the man finished his words, a loud and pleasant opera voice suddenly sounded, and then a red light like the trailing of a meteorite attacked the man from the sky!
Just as the man's face was half-full of fear, he was suddenly kicked into the sea by a red light.
The moment he entered the sea, he discovered that the transparent barrier that had blocked him before had disappeared at some point.
It was the touch of the sea water, so gentle and kind. It turned out that he was not suitable to stand on land because there were two devilish bastards on the shore who liked to play tricks on people.
The man almost cried for joy as he let the sea bury him.
A chance to escape! Thanks to the enemy for sending me into the sea!!
“Plop—”
The man's U-shaped fall into the sea with his butt facing down created a large splash of water, which was colorful in the sunlight.
"Wow," Dazai Osamu raised his hand to his eyebrows, as if watching a show, "gorgeous 'fireworks'."
"Gorgeous?" The red light of gravity disappeared. The auburn-haired boy planted one foot on the ground and stood on tiptoe with the remote control he had snatched away when he kicked the man. He looked at the sea surface where the waves gradually subsided, his eyes inexplicably. "It reflects a rainbow of colors under the sun, so I guess so."
It is the fireworks of water blooming in the sun.
Like an illusory bubble, short-lived and beautiful.
After a quick sigh, Nakahara Chuuya looked at Dazai Osamu with a bad face: "What are you doing? That guy almost pressed it!"
Dazai Osamu smiled and stroked her hair: "Isn't this Chuuya who saved the day? Don't you think so, Hayana?"
Takanashi Hayana nodded and gave the ochre-haired boy a thumbs-up without hesitation: "Your timing is just right! You're truly worthy of being Chuuya!"
Nakahara Chuuya: “…”
Tsk - how can one get angry at these two guys?
Finally, the boy muttered awkwardly, "Don't expect it to happen again."
"I think it's time to catch him back," said Hayana Kotori, pointing at the heads bobbing up and down on the sea. "He'll run away soon."
Looking at the man whose arms were spinning like wheels of fire, paddling hard in the sea, Nakahara Chuuya activated his special ability.
[Tainted Sorrow] allows Chuuya Nakahara to control the gravity of all objects he touches. As his special ability is activated, the man who is trying hard to escape finds that his body is like a balloon filled with hydrogen, with someone holding the rope, and he is floating in the air above the water.
"Eh? Hey hey hey?"
He swung his limbs in the air and slid forward, but it was useless and made him look like a turtle trapped in an ocean current. He struggled to break free, but was still swept towards the shore by the "ocean current" like a mayfly trying to shake a tree.
Realizing what had happened to his body, the man looked with horror at the slender boy standing on the shore watching him.
The cobalt blue eyes under the brim of the boy's hat made his heart tremble.
What kind of luck had he gotten? He actually got both blacks to play?!
So, what about that person?
As he slowly approached, his eyes fixed on the black-haired girl, and he looked at her with an inquiring gaze.
Aside from the terrifying existence known as [Straight Cut], there's probably no one else who can stand alongside the two blacks, right?
He finally figured out why she had said "idiot" to him before. If he wasn't an idiot and wanted to sow discord among the so-called Port Mafia [Iron Wall], who else would be?
Closing his phone, Dazai Osamu looked at Hirotsu Ryulang, who was leading a small group of people and running towards them.
He easily subdued the man who was hanging in the air and wanted to resist. Hirotsu Ryulang snatched the briefcase from the man's hand and handed it respectfully to Dazai Osamu with both hands.
"Mr. Dazai."
He bent down and whispered, showing the boy's status clearly.
Looking at the document package handed over by Hirotsu Liulang with both hands, Dazai Osamu said casually: "I won't look at it for now. Let Mr. Mori take a look at this important thing."
Mr. Mori is wary of him, and he is temporarily restraining his edge for the future.
Guangjin Liulang, who lowered his head, couldn't help but be surprised. You know, this young man, who is one of the five major cadres of the Port Mafia, has never spoken so cautiously before.
As if avoiding something.
The perceptive Guangjin Liulang, who has long experience in the port mafia, smelled the scent of danger.
The man was forced away by Guangjin Liulang. Since there were no casualties in this mission, the logistics troops that were originally prepared to clean up the mess did not show up.
Nakahara Chuuya frowned: "Is this the kind of guy?"
Kotori Hayato curled her lips: "Arrogant and presumptuous."
How dare you attack Dazai and target our Port Mafia?
"Come to think of it, there's been a rat hiding in the shadows, spying on us from the very beginning." Kotori Hayabusa changed the subject, the smile on her lips cold and filled with murderous intent: "Do you want to find him out?"
“!!!”
His body suddenly pressed against the wall, his Adam's apple sliding up and down restlessly. Amuro Toru didn't expect that the other party could actually discover him!
It was clearly in a blind spot...how did you find it?
"He's not the target of this mission, so it's okay to ignore him, right?" The bandaged boy had a handsome face and looked easy to talk to.
Nakahara Chuuya was curious: "Do you know his identity?"
Dazai Osamu smiled mysteriously: "I guess... I guessed a little bit."
He is a person who will still have a hard life even if they don't take action against him.
"I have a question I want to ask Hayana."
Hayana Kotori looked at Dazai Osamu: "What?"
Under the scorching sun, the sea breeze blew up the edge of the boy's clothes, and his dark curly hair swayed in the wind. The smile on the corner of his lips was vague, and his words were as ethereal as the wind: "Are you playing with me too, Hayana?"
It's not doubt, but a sense of security...?
This unfamiliar word made him want to get familiar with it.
Desperately wanting affirmation.
Nakahara Chuuya frowned, not understanding why Dazai Osamu would ask such a question.
No matter how you look at their relationship with Hayana, the difference between them and the "idiot" targets she treats them as is immediately apparent, right?
If I have to describe it, there's a world of difference!
Is Dazai so worried about everything that his brain has finally gone crazy?
Hayana Takanashi replied to Dazai Osamu: "If I keep playing with you, then it's real play. If I stop playing with you, then it must be fake play."
She looked very serious when she said this.
As if conveying some kind of message.
His body, which had been secretly struggling, relaxed, and Dazai Osamu smiled with a hint of warmth: "Time will tell."
I guarantee that he will be vulnerable to time, so I choose to use time to tell him.
It proved her attitude towards him and told him that the same sentence applied to him.
"That's it." Hayana Kotori put her hands behind her head, her face full of energy. "Our present is a continuation of our future."
In her world, there are gray areas in human interactions, but for the two people around her, there is only black and white, no gray.
She didn't care what Dazai was thinking about, she just told him what she thought.
"I'm so sleepy. I want a matcha ice cream cone to wake me up." Hayana Kotori covered her mouth and yawned. She asked the two people beside her, "Do you want one?"
Nakahara Chuuya walked up to her and said, "Let's go together."
Dazai Osamu volunteered: "I'll go queue up."
“No!”×2.
"Because I was so bored on the way back from waiting in line, I ate the ice cream cone... This is definitely something you can do, right?!" Nakahara Chuuya accused Dazai Osamu of his past dark history.
Kotori Hayato made a precise comment: "You even asked the store clerk to pour detergent on the ice cream cone. With the affectionate look in your eyes when you said that, the clerk was so scared that he almost called the police."
"Eh? Deep affection?" Dazai Osamu pointed at himself, incredulous. "Is it my eyes that are the problem?"
"Then why is it that when you take a fancy to Nakaye, you're just teasing and provoking him?"
"...It should have... triggered my passive."
"Huh?! You bastard Dazai! Watch out or I'll beat you up!"
“…”
Seeing the three figures walking farther and farther away in the sea breeze under the sun, Amuro Toru, who was hiding in the dark, relaxed.
Thinking of Hayana Kotori's sharpness, his purple-gray eyes were sharp.
If it was an enemy, he would have stopped there.
Leaning against the wall, feeling the darkness and dampness of the wall with his back, he couldn't help but smile at himself.
As expected, he cannot be complacent. He needs to be more strict with himself. Only in this way can he survive until the moment when the Black Organization is wiped out.
"I heard there was a gang fight here, why is it gone?"
"Those idle hooligans in Yokohama should have already decided the winner."
"I'm late, but the sea is so beautiful... Well, Jinpei-chan, since we're here, why don't we take a picture together?"
A gentle voice came through the sea breeze, as if his body was hit. Amuro Toru's eyes widened, and before he could react, he turned his head to look at the source of the sound.
On the coast, two young men in casual clothes are looking relaxed as if they are on vacation.
A gentle and handsome man with smooth black hair falling down his shoulders and a pair of peach blossom eyes was holding a mobile phone with a bright smile on his face. The other man had a cold and sharp temperament. Although Chi Mian, who usually kept strangers away, had no expression on his face at this time, he still took off his sunglasses and cooperated with the photo taking with a relaxed look.
"So cool, Jinpei-chan. That expression of yours would scare girls away."
While looking at the photos he just took on his phone, Kenji Hagiwara teased his friend.
Matsuda Jinpei raised his eyebrows: "I don't care about that."
…
He opened his lips slightly and murmured the names of his two good friends silently. The corners of Amuro Toru's lips curled up, and he looked relaxed instead of tired.
These two guys came to Yokohama to play and were lured here.
It seems that the two of them are very relaxed these days.
Even though I wanted to go up and meet my friends, pat each other on the shoulders, tell each other a bunch of meaningless jokes, ask each other how each other has been doing, and have a drink, but... now is not the time to meet.
Toru Amuro took out his baseball cap and put it on, pulling the brim down to hide the smile at the corner of his lips and the spirited smile that had returned to his purple-gray eyes. He turned and walked deeper into the darkness of the street.
Sure enough, friends are the best medicine to encourage you when you are lost.
…
The Port Mafia Headquarters Building.
The door of Motojiro Kajii's laboratory was pushed open.
The room was cluttered with lab equipment and paper data. The orange-haired man, who was checking lab data on his computer, looked irritated and said, "Didn't I tell you? When I'm in the lab, anyone who comes in must knock! Uh... the door?"
Seeing the girl walk up to him and stop, Kajii Motojiro looked up, blinked, raised his eyebrows, and smiled: "So it's Miss Kotori Yu. What brings you here?"
He smiled and looked attentive.
Hayana Takanashi: "..."
Hayana Takanashi: "We agreed before that the results will be announced today."
Seeing the man's face suddenly stiffen, Kotori Hayato's face darkened and she leaned over to approach him: "You haven't forgotten, have you?"
"How, how could this happen?" Kajii Motojiro rubbed his hands together, leaning back against the chair. "I've already made a pill that can greatly alleviate the pain of a lung attack."
“The results obtained from the pill experiment data were also very successful!”
"According to your instructions, I made it to look like a vitamin tablet, and even the taste is exactly the same~"
Turning her attention to the white medicine bottle that Motojiro Kajii handed to her, Hayana Takanashi blinked, took it, opened it, and leaned in to smell it.
"...It's exactly the same." She patted Kajii Motojiro's shoulder with a laugh: "You are amazing, Kajii-kun! You are worthy of being the greatest scientist of our Port Mafia~"
His shoulder was patted until it hurt, and Kajii Motojiro was flattered by the praise: "Hahahaha~ I didn't earn the title of genius by eating dry food~"
"Not only does he shine in the scientific research field, but he also excels in the medical field. Kajii-kun is truly a genius among geniuses!"
"Oh, oh, oh, oh—not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning..."
"Such a peerless genius...it seems that the medicine that can completely cure lung disease will be available soon, right?" Hayana Kotori asked with a smile.
"This kind of small...this kind of thing is not a small thing!" He almost slipped up and immediately broke away from the fragrance of the flattery. Kajii Motojiro kicked his feet on the ground, and the swivel chair immediately took him away from the coverage of Hayana Takanashi.
Grasping the collar of his white coat with both hands, wrapping himself up tightly, Kajii Motojiro said, "I've almost been squeezed dry!"
"What?" Hayana Kotori straightened up. "How can a genius say he's lost his mind?"
"That kind of thing is impossible. If I really did it, my brain would probably not be human anymore!"
Kajii Motojiro stood up and asked Hayana Kotori to look at the white mouse in the glass cabinet: "No matter how hard I try, it will die at a certain time. The most I can do is to delay it, not to mention..."
He spread his hands: "We don't have enough research funds."
His salary, plus the money from Hayato Kotori, and the foreign aid that he couldn't tell her... even if you add all of these together, it's still a little short.
Medical research is a money-burning furnace. If you're lucky, you might find something in the ashes, but most of the time, all you get is a pile of ashes.
Looking at the little white mouse in the glass cabinet, Hayana Takanashi had an inexplicable expression.
After a while, she said firmly, "Don't worry about the research funding. I'll find a way."
Kajii Motojiro: "..."
Kajii Motojiro scratched his head and said, "I have your salary card. Where else can you find a solution?"
"..." Hayana Kotori gave him a bright smile: "There are always more solutions than problems!"
There is always a gold coin copy that she can go to.
"You just need to tell me what the probability of success is."
Kajii Motojiro raised two fingers.
Kotori Hayato's eyes lit up: "Twenty percent?"
"It's 0.20%." Kajii Motojiro held his finger in front of her eyes and repeated seriously: "A 2% chance of success is not much different from no chance at all."
"Do you want to continue?"
It has been two years since he accepted funding from Hayato Kotori and started this research, and the results of the two years are now in the hands of the girl.
To continue like this would be a waste of money in his opinion.
Although he didn't know why Hayana Takanashi insisted on researching drugs to treat lung disease, he had a vague guess.
The young man brought to the organization by Mr. Dazai - Ryunosuke Akutagawa, was suffering from lung disease. Miss Kotori really liked Mr. Dazai, and even his followers took care of him out of love for him!
Or maybe I just love rabbits too much?
Even a boy who looks like a lop-eared rabbit can't sit idly by?
I'm sorry, although I know the reasons are far-fetched, but these are the only reasons he can think of for the girl who brought him into the port mafia!
Woo woo woo~
He's really curious! Please, Ms. Kotori, tell him the answer yourself!
Otherwise, if he goes to explore on his own, he will be beaten into a pig's head.
Besides, do you think scientists have plenty of time?! They live in the lab every day, and even office workers don’t have it as hard as they do! ! !
Unaware of Kajii Motojiro's inner curiosity and bitter cries, Hayana Kotori grabbed the two fingers he held out in front of her, her dark eyes determined: "We must continue."
Even with a 2% probability, she still wants to take the gamble.
Wow~ so handsome!
Such a serious and strong Ms. Akai Nakagawa is so charming in his heart!!!
Squatting on the ground with his hands covering his face, hearts popping out from above his head, Kajii Motojiro, a fan of Hayana Takanashi, said weakly, "Please be a little tough on me too."
Hayana Takanashi: "..."
What kind of M disease did this guy suddenly have?
…
The luxury cruise ship docked at the seaside is brightly lit, and the extravagance under the night sky is even more luxurious.
A, one of the five major cadres of the Port Mafia, sat on the sofa in a suit and tie. His well-groomed golden hair fell down softly to cover one of his narrow and upturned fox eyes. His lips were curved in a proper arc, and his exquisite and precious earrings swayed slightly. He looked as elegant as an aristocrat.
"This is some red wine that was just airlifted in from a century-old winery abroad. Would you like to try it?" A said.
Sitting opposite him, Hayana Kotori picked up the wine glass and sniffed it. The rich and fragrant aroma filled her nostrils. The old gramophone on the table played violin music. She was not used to the luxurious and heavy background of the rich.
Without drinking A's wine, Hayana Kotori asked, "Why did you call me over?"
Before she asked him for gold coins, he asked her first.
This guy never gets up early unless there's something to gain, and this time his attitude is so nice...
Hayana Takanashi smelled a conspiracy.
It was rude. A rolled his eyes internally, but remained composed on the surface: "I'm going to discuss cooperation with an entertainment company and need someone to escort me."
A was originally just a wealthy businessman. He won the position of a port mafia cadre by defeating his peers in the bidding and spending an unimaginable amount of money.
He paid on time, and the port mafia provided him with protection.
He can also make profits for himself by using the name of the Port Mafia.
Unfortunately, the protection purchased is not comprehensive. The Port Mafia only guarantees that other underworld organizations in Yokohama will not openly embarrass A and the industries under A's name. Any organization that crosses the line will be eradicated.
A's personal safety is the responsibility of himself.
A is very depressed about this.
Fortunately, he had done a lot of things to profit himself under the name of the Port Mafia. Besides, if he could get protection as long as he paid, he would have more money than he could spend.
The bodyguards in the open are from the port mafia, and the bodyguards in the dark are trained by themselves, and in special moments they have to pay to hire people!
Spend three times the money, openly and secretly, and two of them go to the port mafia
Damn, Mori Ogai is even more cunning than this profiteer. No wonder he was able to turn from a barefoot doctor into a gang boss. I'm afraid his bones are soaked in ink.
But... there's no rush, he'll take his time.
One day he will drive the Ink Man off the throne and devour the entire port mafia bit by bit!
"A?"
“A…”
“A!!!”
"!" Covering his ears, A angrily said, "What are you doing to my precious ears?!"
"Fix it." Hayana Kotori spread her hands. "It looks like something's wrong."
Sitting there, with a sinister look on his face and a strange "hehehe" laugh, he looked like a ghost.
A: “…”
With a magnanimous heart, A adjusted his collar without hesitation and resumed his dignified and elegant demeanor: "Just like before, protect my personal safety, considering our good relationship."
"Yeah, yeah." Kotori Hayato nodded. "I recently developed a perfect defensive move. The only downside is that it's a bit expensive."
A: “…”
Person A was shocked: "You're actually raising the price?!"
He had been working with her for almost two years, she paid him a lot, their relationship was stable, and they were happy together, yet she actually used this trick on him?
It turns out that he was led astray by the ink man!
…
"A-choo!" Putting down the tea in his hand, Mori Ogai looked out the floor-to-ceiling window. In front of him was the unopened information about [Owl] that Hirotsu Liulang had just handed over.
"Dazai-kun...huh." He lowered his eyes: "It seems that someone discovered my intention and scolded me..."
…
Hayana Kotori leaned against the sofa, looking helpless as I was: "I can't help it, I'm a little short of money recently."
Eyeballs rolling, A suddenly came up with a weird idea: "The partner is praising one of his stars to the skies. Want to go and see it?"
Kotori Hayato raised his eyes lazily: "I treat you as a lucky cat, and you actually want to be a mama-san?"
Why is everyone paying attention to her private life lately?
Sure enough, a mafia without a lover is not a real mafia, right?
"...For this number, just meeting once will be enough." A held up two fingers, confident of winning.
Takanashi Hayana: "Yen?"
A: “US dollars.”
The lazy eyes suddenly became round, and the girl jumped up from the sofa with renewed energy: "Brother! Whoever you want to meet, we'll go meet him!"
Twenty million! Just one meeting? Is this money so easy to earn?
Seeing her like this, A raised the corner of his mouth and memories emerged in his mind.
*
Outside the meeting room of the Port Mafia cadres, A greeted Dazai Osamu hypocritically and was about to leave politely and elegantly.
Unexpectedly, the young man called me.
He stopped and turned back: "What's the matter?"
The boy almost merged with the darkness behind him, his snow-white bandages not bright at all. The corners of his lips curved in a sinister arc, and he warned him darkly, "If you want to win over Hayana in that way, you're making a mistake. She's not someone who will be seduced by beauty."
"How can you be sure?" A was not convinced that his plan, which had not even started, was seen through.
The boy stopped talking and turned away into the darkness.
But the look in his eyes before he turned around made him look like he was falling into an abyss.
When I came to my senses, I was covered in cold sweat.
*
How dare you look at him like that? You must give him a good slap in the face!
A felt a burning desire to slap his face, and he stood up: "Let's go!"
Watch him find a lover for Hayana!
After seeing too many handsome men, Hayana will find that the sinister and yandere type of Dazai Osamu is boring! How can a woman living in the springtime only want one flower?
When he thought of Dazai Osamu's frustrated and resentful face... he couldn't help but want to laugh wildly! !
"Hehehehahahahahahahahahaha..."
Unable to control his emotions, A's face showed his emotions. His hands were in claws, his tongue was in a Z shape, and he was laughing wildly, immersed in a kind of happiness that he could not extricate himself from.
Hayana Takanashi: "..."
Divine gold.
…
In a luxurious living room on the cruise ship, a middle-aged man with a beer belly, sparse hair, and a simple yet shrewd look was rubbing his hands restlessly.
Sitting on an expensive sofa, the handsome blond young man looked at his immediate boss: "Mr. Morino?"
"Nothing." Morino Ichiro tactically drank water and reassured the young man, "I'm about to meet the partner who will discuss resources with you. I'm a little nervous."
Kise Ryouta looked around the room.
The expensive paintings on the walls, the luxurious floors, the antique ornaments, the out-of-print handwritten masterpieces on the bookshelves, the old piano that was sold at a sky-high price at auction, and the sofa under their butts... He had seen the dizzying prices in a luxury magazine, not to mention the cabinet of wine with an almost astronomical price.
...Even the servants who entertained them wore jeweled necklaces around their necks.
As an idol model, he has top traffic and the magazines he shoots are often sold out. His entertainment company is rich and he himself has some achievements in his bankbook... but this is the first time I have seen someone so rich.
His gaze shifted to the handsome young man with reddish-brown hair standing beside him. The ruby around his neck was of very high purity. It would have been the center of attention on any noble lady's wrist, but it was casually worn by...
For some reason, the fearful and numb expression on the boy's face made him feel a little weird.
Then he discovered that all the servants in the room, both men and women, had the same numb and dull expressions on their faces.
"Mr. Morino, do you think this place is a little strange?" he asked the boss.
Thinking his intentions had been discovered, Morino Ichiro smiled and put on the boss's smiling tiger posture: "What's so strange about that?"
He is so petty that he will make things difficult for his employees in the next second.
"Nothing," Huang Lailiangta, who is warm on the outside but cold on the inside, decided to avoid it for the time being, "Excuse me, I need to go to the bathroom."
Standing in the equally luxurious bathroom, his handsome face suddenly became gloomy.
He felt very strange. Both the cruise ship and the people on it gave him a heavy and eerie feeling of "no desire to live".
And Mr. Morino, who had originally thought it was just a simple discussion about cooperation, especially with a male boss, hadn't given it much thought and followed along...
Now it seems that something is wrong.
…
Walking beside A, Hayana Kotori was curious: "What does the other person look like?"
A was in a good mood: "Didn't I say it? There's nothing like him in heaven or on earth. One look at him will definitely make your jaw drop."
"Oh~" she nodded, and then she asked, "Is he more handsome than you?"
A: “…”
The good mood is gone.
A gnashed his teeth and said, "Answering this question will cost you money."
"Wow, don't be angry, you are the financial sponsor and you are the biggest." Seeing his stern face, Hayana Takanashi was in a good mood.
Outside the reception room, the two bodyguards politely opened the door.
Hayana Takanashi saw a square-headed bald man sitting on the sofa with a big belly and a flattering smile. He stood up and rubbed his hands as he walked towards them.
Hayana Takanashi: "..."
The good mood is gone.
Grabbing A's tie and pulling him down with a cold face, Hayato Kotori glared at the man who was obviously in a daze and gritted his teeth: "Is this how I feel in your eyes?"
A broke out in a cold sweat.
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