Chapter 90
The Port Mafia Headquarters is located in the most prime location in Yokohama. They have arrogantly and domineeringly built five landmark buildings. The Mafia themselves, the locals of Yokohama and even the government are all used to their arrogance.
Today's leader of the port mafia is really terrifying.
——Dazai Osamu.
Four and a half years ago, he killed the previous leader Mori Ogai and became the new leader. Yokohama entered the period of rule by the port mafia. They were efficient, precise, and able to gain benefits, so they did not encounter much obstacles.
It has almost become an autonomous organization, and the government's power is even worse than that of the Port Mafia. For some civilians, when they are treated unfairly, finding the Port Mafia is more useful than the military and police. Even on Halloween, children can receive candies from the Port Mafia, and they can also receive gifts on Christmas.
It was a completely different world here, where the Mafia was not feared and was even respected to a certain extent.
Zhongyuan Zhongya didn't like this too much. It wasn't that he was dissatisfied with the current leader's rule (to be precise, he was dissatisfied with the leader himself), but he didn't like being involved with too many ordinary people.
Christmas is coming again, and the streets are filled with a happy festive atmosphere. A little girl recognized him and took a rose from her basket and gave it to the "cadre".
“Thank you for your hard work this year!”
The little girl said to him happily, then walked away with her friends, smiling, and continued to distribute flowers to others.
Nakahara Chuuya pursed his lips into a straight line, looking at the beautiful rose with some disdain. Although there was a trash can not far in front of him, he still broke off half of the branch and carefully put the rose into his left chest pocket.
——We have to go back as soon as possible.
The cadre thought to himself and quickened his pace to go back.
He took the special elevator that went directly to the top floor, which was the chief's office. His face reflected in the elevator mirror had a terrifying aura that was intimidating without even being angry. He adjusted his expression to be more ferocious, after all, he was going to meet that annoying chief later.
The guards on the road bowed their heads respectfully when they saw him. There was no need for Nakahara Chuuya to be informed when he came here. As a senior cadre second only to the leader, he could just push the door open and walk in.
It's just that he always knocks on the door first, and he and Dazai are not that familiar with each other, so there is no need for him to do such subtle actions that exceed social distance.
Nakahara Chuuya rang
The door, and then revealed his identity: "I am Zhongyuan."
The patterns on the gate were intricate and gorgeous, and so heavy that even a tank could not blast it open.
——But I can.
Nakahara Chuuya thought arrogantly, then frowned and thought maliciously, without answering for a long time, could Dazai Osamu be dead?
"You are just a little kitty now, stop running around, let me touch you until I am satisfied."
Some bad words came out from the room. No, it should be said that they were quite bad. Even if it was the Mafia, it would be too tasteless to do such a thing.
Nakahara Chuuya: “?”
"I've caught you - where can you run to? You eat my food and use my things now. If you want to survive, you have to rely on me, right? If I throw you out, you'll be torn to pieces soon. Instead of being bullied by so many people, why not just follow me, right?"
"Dazai!"
Nakahara Chuuya couldn't stand it anymore, so he kicked open the door of the room, wanting to stop Dazai Osamu's violence on the spot. But when he looked around, he found that there was no poor girl who was forced to be loved in the room.
Dazai Osamu was sitting in his usual seat, neatly dressed, but in his hands was a black kitten that was forced onto the desk.
The kitten had emerald green eyes, and its limbs were tense, as if it wanted to escape. But it was just a kitten, soft and furry, very small, and there was no way it could escape from the evil mafia.
Hearing his voice, the kitten raised its head and looked at him pitifully, meowing in a coquettish voice. Its soft black fur and green eyes that sparkled like emeralds looked up at him.
Nakahara Chuuya's heart skipped a beat. It was probably the first time that he felt a strange liking for this soft little thing... This must be the cutest little kitten in the world, right?
Dazai Osamu narrowed his eyes and scratched the kitten's head with his fingers: "You didn't call me so sweetly just now, why do you like it more?"
For the first time, Nakahara Chuuya felt so benefited by Dazai Osamu's words. He walked forward and tried to rescue the kitten.
"You are becoming more and more majestic. Have you started to abuse small animals now?" Nakahara Chuuya said, barely remembering that Dazai Osamu was the leader.
Dazai Osamu curved the only eye that was exposed, and said to Nakahara Chuuya in a very understanding tone: "Yeah, you want to touch it too, right?"
“No, no!” Nakahara Chuuya’s voice became louder and he refuted
"I don't like this kind of thing!"
However, just as he finished speaking, he noticed that the kitten's eyes dimmed in a very human way, as if it was very hurt by his words. Nakahara Chuuya suddenly felt very guilty.
“It’s okay. If you like it, just give it a try.” Dazai Osamu stood up from his seat, pinched the kitten’s neck and lifted it up, then came in front of Nakahara Chuuya, “Yashiro is super cute.”
“Mi…”
Nakahara Chuuya didn't ask any questions, and Dazai Osamu, who had let the cat slip, directly put the kitten into his arms.
It was as soft as he had imagined, and its body temperature was a little higher than humans, but it wasn't annoying. Even if it wasn't winter, he probably wouldn't mind this temperature in the summer.
But the little animal was too weak, and it looked like his neck would be broken if he used a little force. Nakahara Chuuya's hand froze in mid-air, not daring to touch it.
The kitten didn't care about all this at all. It sat in Nakahara Chuuya's arms, adjusted to its favorite position, and rubbed comfortably in Nakahara Chuuya's arms.
“…”
Something is missing... The world's cutest little kitten seemed to have this thought. It stretched out its short little hands, revealing its pink pads, and tried hard to reach Nakahara Chuuya's hand.
The sharp claws are completely hidden, and the touch is so soft that Nakahara Chuuya put down his hand. The kitten was very considerate and took the initiative to rub his hand, thus achieving a fully self-service cat-stroking experience that many people would envy.
“…”
Furry little animals are definitely a great tool to heal the spirit. At this time, Nakahara Chuuya has completely forgotten the existence of Dazai Osamu and fell into the paradise of clingy kittens.
"Isn't it cute?" Dazai Osamu whispered like a devil, then picked up the kitten from Nakahara Chuuya's arms.
The sudden disappearance of temperature made Nakahara Chuuya feel a little lost, but he couldn't just snatch it from Dazai Osamu. It wasn't because he cared about the so-called insubordination, but because he was worried about hurting the kitten.
"It's almost time." Dazai said abruptly. Nakahara Naka didn't understand what he meant. Dazai saw his expression and explained, "It's getting dark."
The interior of the chief's office, whether the ceiling or the floor, is pure black, with only one wall that becomes transparent when powered on, but Dazai Osamu has never used this function since he took the throne. In this room, the time changes in the outside world are very insensitive.
However, as if to confirm what Dazai Osamu said, the clock in the room started to count, but Nakahara Chuuya didn't count exactly how many times.
Because right in front of him, the adorable kitten that Dazai Osamu was holding was emitting white light.
Dazai Osamu placed him on the table, and the dark room was instantly filled with light.
When the light slowly faded, the kitten disappeared, replaced by a black-haired boy wearing a baggy motorcycle jacket, sitting on the desk and shaking his legs.
Unlike the baby-faced Nakahara Chuuya, this child was obviously a minor. He looked up in his direction and smiled very familiarly. His green eyes were like fresh lake water, and his whole body seemed to be refreshed as if washed by a clean wind.
Even in a somewhat awkward situation like this, for example, a person who was supposed to be a human being turned into a cat and acted cute and coquettishly without any pressure, and even when he turned back in front of an uninformed person, there was no embarrassment at all.
This face is so familiar.
Nakahara Chuuya should have been alert immediately to the sudden appearance of this strange psychic, but for some reason, perhaps because of Dazai Osamu's attitude that seemed to know everything, or perhaps because the boy's face was too familiar, he did not move.
“…Yayo?”
He remembered the name that Dazai Osamu had just blurted out and repeated it uncertainly.
The boy jumped down from the desk and walked calmly in front of him. Just from the way he walked, it could be seen that this guy had never exercised, but he was not afraid of the strongest violent device of the Port Mafia at all, and stretched out his hand to the ochre-haired boy.
"Nice to meet you, even though I've known you for a long time."
The hands were white and soft, with slender wrists and little strength, only a few calluses from writing on the middle finger. In no way was there any threat.
"Dazai said you knew me, so it'll be easy to introduce myself. I'm Nishitaka Yayoi, nice to meet you, Chuuya."
If one day your favorite comic character appears in front of you, only a saint can refuse it.
Nakahara Nakano was not a saint, but that did not reduce the suspiciousness of the young man in front of him. As if she understood his heart, Yashiro directly held his hand.
"Please give me more advice!"
…It’s suspicious, but since Dazai Osamu didn’t say anything and he’s so weak,
Lieutenant General Nakahara pulled the brim of his hat down a little, turned his head away, but did not shake off Yashiro's hand.
"Um."
"Congratulations, congratulations." Dazai Osamu suddenly clapped his hands, as if he was appreciating something extremely wonderful.
His outstanding drama, "I said it, no matter how suspicious it is, Chuuya can't refuse Nishitaka Yayoi. Right."
"That's because Chuuya is a very nice person."
Hearing what Yayo said, Dazai Osamu curled his lips calmly. The next second, Yayo turned his head and said to him: "Of course, thanks to Dazai. Most people would be scared and run away if they saw someone suddenly turned into a cat while talking."
Speaking of this, Nakahara Chuuya suddenly remembered the little kitten he had just touched. Yayoi turned into a human in front of him, but because the human form is more terrifying in a sense, he almost forgot about it.
"To put it simply, I took a strange drug." Yayoi explained. He remembered that his world had suddenly become very technologically advanced, but considering that the setting of the work itself was urban supernatural powers, it didn't seem to be a big deal. "I will turn into a cat from time to time, and of course I may suddenly change back. Shiho said that it will last for three days at most, and it will be almost over when the effect of the drug is completely gone."
"What a pity." Dazai Osamu said sincerely.
It would have been fine if he didn't say anything, but once he started talking, Nakahara Chuuya suddenly remembered the words he heard outside the door that were comparable to cat abuse. The target was a cat, which was already a very abnormal thing. When he thought that the cat was transformed by Yayo, the look in his eyes when he looked at Dazai Osamu changed.
“…I say, is this your attitude towards the leader?”
Nakahara Chuuya saluted him neatly, using only honorifics, but the content of his words was quite disrespectful.
"I really have no right to comment on your hobbies. I just made some basic moral condemnations."
“…”
Dazai Osamu looked at him silently, and Nakahara Chuuya raised his eyebrows. When Dazai Osamu was about to say something, he suddenly heard the sound of a flash light beside him.
The two turned their heads at the same time and saw Yashiro who was putting away her phone. Noticing their gazes, Yashiro covered her mouth with one hand and made an exaggerated expression of surprise: "Oh, I've been discovered."
He stuffed the phone into his inner pocket without any nervousness and said with a smile: "No matter which world you two are in, your relationship is as good as ever."
Dazai: "?"
Chuuya: “?”!
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