Chapter 67: Sea Breeze and Deck: The Ultimate Romance
The celebration party on the cruise ship was halfway through.
Listening to the lively conversation and elegant musical instruments inside, standing on the edge of the deck and feeling the moist sea breeze, Nakajima Atsushi looked at Dazai Osamu beside him and said, "Mr. Dazai, aren't you going in?"
"It's boring." Dazai Osamu's voice was light, with the five high-rise buildings opposite reflected in his eyes.
Nakajima Atsushi was curious: "Boring?"
It was his first time attending such a formal occasion, and he even wore a formal suit. Everything around him was new to him, and he even felt a little overwhelmed and unable to fit in.
In his eyes, all those people were too - superior.
"Those people are too high and mighty, aren't they?" That perfectly captures Nakajima Atsushi's thoughts. Under the boy's surprised gaze, Dazai Osamu sullenly replied, "That's why I say it's boring. They're all just people wearing masks, flattering and fawning over each other."
The low compliments the high, and the high compliments the higher.
This kind of banquet is the best place to see the hypocrisy and extravagance of the upper class.
"Dazai-san used to be the one being complimented?"
"Yeah."
"What about dancing? Isn't it said that everyone dances at the banquet? Has anyone invited Mr. Dazai?" After opening the conversation, Nakajima Atsushi began to be curious about what Dazai Osamu's past was like.
Placing the champagne steadily on the guardrail and shoving his other hand into his trouser pocket, Dazai's expression softened. "I'm only dancing with one person."
Nakajima Atsushi understood: "It's Miss Kotori."
"Yes. Every banquet is the busiest time for Asana. She needs to dance with the leader and show respect to Mr. Mori on behalf of the women in the upper echelons. Next is me."
"Dancing is very physically demanding, not to mention that she needs to wear an intricate, form-fitting gown. Three dances in high heels will use up most of her energy. On top of that, she has to deal with all those compliments, complaining to me while eating the little cake I handed her."
"But she never refused our invitation to dance."
"We?" Nakajima Atsushi noticed the key words and wondered, "Will anyone else invite Miss Kotori?"
Mr. Dazai also mentioned before that it would be three dances.
"The other one is Chuuya."
A clear female voice answered him.
Turning around warily, Nakajima Atsushi saw that it was Hayana Takanashi who had been standing behind them at some point in time.
So strong! I didn't hear any movement at all!
"How did Miss Kotori get here?"
This is at sea.
at the same time--
Nakajima Atsushi noticed the slim black dress she was wearing. Her black hair was tied up completely, revealing her fragile and slender neck. She wore a jewel necklace on her fair skin, a matching jewel hairpin in her hair, and even a valuable bracelet of the same style on her wrist.
For the first time, apart from the five buildings, Nakajima Atsushi visualized the wealth of the port mafia.
Hayana Kotori replied, "I walked over here, using my special ability."
She looked up and down at the boys and young men in formal attire: "Looks like there's a celebration party going on here too. What a coincidence."
Held on the same day as their Port Mafia.
Dazai blinked and asked softly, "Why aren't you wearing earrings?"
Touching her earlobe, Hayana Kotori said disapprovingly: "It's too troublesome."
If you walk with earrings with large movements, the earrings will shake violently, which is very troublesome.
Just as Hayana Kotori was about to ask Dazai what he asked her to do, and to ask him to use his supernatural power to nullify and release Chuuya Nakahara.
The young man, whose black suit accentuated his slender legs and lean waist, turned his head and looked at Nakajima Atsushi with a sad look. Facing the young man's surprised gaze, he said, "Looks like I have to say goodbye to you, Atsushi-kun."
Unexpectedly, the always gentle and reliable Mr. Dazai would say such a thing. Nakajima Atsushi couldn't help but widen his eyes: "Mr. Dazai...?"
How could that be?
Is Mr. Dazai leaving the Armed Detective Agency?
Hayana Kotori immediately understood the script: "..."
How come he's so good at playing now?
Was she taught a bad lesson without her knowing?
Although she knew that it was a joke that Dazai Osamu was taught badly, she still couldn't help but think so.
Seeing the forced emotion in those sad eyes, Nakajima Atsushi looked at Hayana Kotori with a wary gaze, not understanding, and even asking angrily: "Why?"
"Haven't we already reached a temporary ceasefire?!"
Putting the detective novel in his hand in a safe place, Hayato Kotori's dark eyes met Nakajima Atsushi's. The coldness and oppression gathered in them made the boy's back shiver.
After all, he is a high-ranking member of the port mafia and has been exposed to countless darkness. Even a small amount of it is enough to shock people.
"He was originally a member of the Port Mafia." Hayana Kotori said with a gentle expression, extending her hand to Dazai Osamu: "Come on, Dazai."
"let's go."
Seeing that the young man just looked at her and didn't move, she gently said threatening words: "You know my methods, don't you?"
At the same time, I felt that Dazai's acting was quite good. His performance of sadness and helplessness in having to compromise was very pitiful.
But aren't the roles between her and him reversed?
Does it mean that just because she is a member of the mafia, she must be a robbing villain? Hayana Kotori disagrees!
Looking at the white palm extended by the woman in front of him, Dazai Osamu drooped his eyelids slightly, and an indescribable sadness emanated from his body. He walked forward helplessly and raised his hand to shake it.
The wrist of the other hand was grabbed forcefully by Nakajima Atsushi!
Dazai Osamu turned around, surprised by his action: "Atsushi-kun?"
"Mr. Dazai, is this your own will?" Nakajima Atsushi, who is full of justice and very warm-hearted, showed unparalleled companionship at this moment.
He looked at Dazai Osamu with simple stubbornness: "If you don't want to, there's no need to force yourself!"
He doesn't understand.
Everything was fine before, and Mr. Dazai spoke about the past with a gentle and happy expression, expressing his happy feelings.
Why?
It was just a few minutes, why was it so sad?
"It's no use, Atsushi-kun." Dazai Osamu let out a bitter smile. "Let go, and say goodbye to everyone at the detective agency for me."
"Maybe I'll never see you again."
"You are quite self-aware." Hayana Takanashi looked expressionlessly at the hand of Nakajima Atsushi that was holding Dazai Osamu's wrist, and her voice became completely cold.
In the heated and angry atmosphere, she said to the young man with a sad face, "I will prepare a room for you. I will never let you meet them again. The hostility between organizations will never again arise between us. From now on, you will be a bird in a cage that belongs to me alone."
Oh my god! How shameful!
If her mother knew she said this, she would beat her to death with a feather duster.
"Stop joking!" At this point, Nakajima Atsushi was completely furious.
He shouted, "Mr. Dazai just said that you are the light of his life, that he loves you, really, really loves you! But you actually want to lock him up regardless of his wishes. How can there be such a thing as...the light of salvation that would lock someone up!!!"
She was slightly stunned, having no idea that Dazai Osamu had just said this to Nakajima Atsushi. Hayato Takanashi was ready to laugh and end this plot interpretation.
But Dazai Osamu's tearful request, with his back to Nakajima Atsushi, left her with no choice but to continue.
Unimpressed, the black-haired woman displayed an air of genuine interest, her tone condescending as if offering alms. "Regarding the 'co-eating' incident a while ago, I approached your president but he didn't take action. Why do you think that was?"
"I was scared when Dazai Osamu was sent to the ICU. The quickest solution at that time was to kill your president."
"Mr. Ranpo will be angry if that happens," Nakajima Atsushi muttered in disbelief, "Aren't you Mr. Ranpo's sister?"
Thinking that this kid was really hard to fool, Hayato Yasana made an excuse with a cold face while feeling the sea breeze. "At that stage, whether Ranpo would be angry or not was not within my consideration. As long as he was alive, nothing else mattered. If Dazai hadn't promised me that he would leave with me afterwards, I would have killed him."
"Although it's a little troublesome, it's totally worth it to get what I want."
What Ms. Kotori wants is for Mr. Dazai to leave the Armed Detective Agency and become hers alone...
"What's the difference between that and a pet?!" Nakajima Atsushi asked.
You are so brave, Atsushi-kun.
Dazai Osamu, with his back to the boy, curled the corners of his lips slightly.
Hayana Kotori couldn't help herself and put all her strength into keeping a straight face: "It's better to eat and drink than a pet."
Looking at the beautiful woman standing opposite with her dress blown by the sea breeze, Nakajima Atsushi discovered that no matter whether it was Akutagawa or Miss Takanashi, the people of the Port Mafia were all about plunder, destruction and possessiveness in their bones.
It's simply impossible to communicate!
"Come on, Dazai?" Hayana Takanashi extended her hand to Dazai Osamu again.
Nakajima Atsushi felt that the wrist he was holding was gradually slipping away. When it was completely free, Mr. Dazai looked back at him.
In the afterglow of the setting sun, his iris-colored eyes were full of brilliance. He showed him an absolutely gentle smile, and opened his lips slightly, silently saying - Goodbye.
"Mr. Dazai!"
Nakajima Atsushi, who rushed forward and wanted to pull Dazai Osamu back, was blocked by a barrier.
He had seen the power of this barrier before; not even a sharp blade transformed into a tiger's claws could break it.
He could only watch as Mr. Dazai turned and walked towards Ms. Kotori.
...Mr. Kunikida and everyone else!
Thinking of everyone who was attending the celebration banquet inside the cruise ship, Nakajima Atsushi rushed inside as fast as he could.
As long as Mr. Dazai comes into contact with Miss Kotori, her defense will be broken. Then he and everyone in the detective agency will definitely be able to stop Miss Kotori!
Looking at the boy's back, Kotori Hayato breathed a sigh of relief: "He's finally gone."
If she doesn't leave now, she will fail.
Dazai Osamu walked forward, took her hand, and pulled her into his arms, his hand on her waist. He leaned close to her ear and whispered teasingly, "Saana is very beautiful today."
Kotori Hayato couldn't hide the smile on her lips and asked him, "Anything else?"
Dazai Osamu chuckled: "The acting is also very good. I just felt very excited."
Gently holding the soft body in his arms, he closed his eyes and quietly enjoyed this moment.
"Why did you suddenly think of playing this?" she asked curiously.
Their cheeks touched and rubbed against each other, and Dazai Osamu replied, "I got the inspiration while I was in the hospital."
"Will you play like this tonight?"
"I want your role." Hayana Kotori designated.
Holding her tighter, Dazai couldn't help but let out a smile of anticipation: "This will make it even more exciting. I really want it to be night soon."
His eyes seemed to be overflowing with emotion, and he suggested in a hoarse voice, "Let's finish this scene first? Do you want to pinch my chin and give me a predatory kiss?"
I'm really looking forward to a kiss from you.
Or intimacy that is forced and controlled by him.
"No." Hayana Kotori refused hot-headedly, "The lipstick will be eaten."
Her dressing up today took a lot of time, as did her makeup. More importantly, she came in such a hurry that she left the small bag containing her touch-up lipstick in the banquet hall.
Looking towards the shore, which was still some distance away from the cruise ship, she said, "Without the yacht, it's impossible to take you away by force. Your special abilities are useless, and you absolutely cannot leave this cruise ship."
"It's been a while since you last danced, right?" She invited Dazai Osamu: "Don't waste this outfit and this beautiful venue."
Letting go of the woman in his arms and taking two steps back, Dazai Osamu saluted like a gentleman and extended his broad palm in front of her.
The sea and the sky intertwined, and the fiery red sunset glow on the horizon served as an embellishment. Hayato Kotori knelt down to return the greeting, and her fair and delicate hand rested on the young man's palm, which was then held tightly.
…
"Mr. Kunikida! Everyone..." He stopped panting, facing everyone's gazes, and said in panic, "Mr. Dazai is about to be taken away by the port mafia!"
Everyone said "Oh" and then went their separate ways.
Kunikida Doppo affirmed, "Dazai is just playing tricks on us."
Yosano Akiko, who was holding a glass of red wine, agreed: "Atsushi, you've been deceived."
Edogawa Ranpo ate the cake in big mouthfuls and did not respond.
Yamazaki Junichiro propped his chin with his fingers: "I think this is a joke too."
Miyazawa Kenji said cheerfully, "Mr. Dazai won't be snatched away by anyone."
"It's true!" Nakajima Atsushi clenched his fists, recalling Mr. Dazai's gentle and sad expression, and said anxiously: "Mr. Dazai...he was crying."
When they heard Dazai Osamu crying, everyone stopped what they were doing and their faces became serious.
When they followed Nakajima Atsushi to the deck, the people from the Armed Detective Agency saw two people dancing gracefully on the deck illuminated by the setting sun.
A handsome young man in a black slim suit held a beautiful woman in a black dress with an excellent figure in his arms. The two danced on the deck. Even without music, they still stepped to the rhythm. The sea breeze blew their hair, and it seemed that they only had each other in their eyes.
The deck, the sea breeze, and the long hair that curves like seaweed in the sea ripple as the dance steps.
The ultimate romance.
Being dragged over to eat dog food, he made an unhappy "tsk" sound and tapped his arm with his fingers in dissatisfaction. Kunikida Doppo glanced over.
Nakajima Atsushi: “…”
I mean, sweaty.
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