Q: What does it mean when someone suddenly kneels down in front of you? Note: This is not a marriage proposal, and I will not give him any New Year's money. Waiting online, it's urgent.

And this person invited me to dinner and treated me with great respect—

Could it be that Chuuya-chan is so dignified? Although I had expected the relationship between superiors and subordinates in the Japanese workplace, it shouldn't have reached the point of kneeling, right?

I suddenly thought of Hanzawa Naoki, who also often...

I was half sober at once.

Is this the strict hierarchy of the Port Mafia?

So is this bar a mafia business, or is it just a place protected by the mafia?

My mind wandered.

"Lord Zhongyuan, I have no choice. I don't really want to betray the Port Mafia. They - they threatened me with my family, and I..."

Huh? What did you say?

Who did you say you betrayed?

Inexplicably, he started to cry about how he was forced, how he planned to do something while Chuuya was away on a business trip, how he planned to smuggle the mafia's goods, how he planned to help others plant spikes in the mafia. He also thought I had returned from a business trip early when he saw me suddenly appear, and the pillow he was holding was the same as Dazai Osamu's pillow that he had used to torture him in the past. He felt guilty after I stared at him for a while, and then he planned to take the risk of poisoning him, but I was able to see through all of this.

……?

Ah, is there so much going on?

I just had a few drinks, so I shouldn't have skipped any episodes, right?

Have I pulled the progress bar? Does my character have this ability?

Why do I feel like I've missed a lot of the plot?

Why are you just spilling the beans?

So how should I react?

After he finished talking, he waited for my judgment with a look of despair on his face.

Trial?

mine?

What should Chuuya do now? I remember that the Mafia's rule is to let the betrayer bite the step, then hit his jaw hard to make it fall off, and finally shoot the traitor three more times in the chest.

...You don't want me to implement this principle, do you?

I was awarded the title of "Three Good Students" and a scholarship last semester, and you want me to do this?!

"I know how the Mafia handles traitors, and I am willing to plead guilty. Lord Zhongyuan, please show some mercy and save my family, my little son, who can't even speak..."

He was literally in tears.

But I… I should have had some compassion, he was crying so pitifully, talking so tearfully – why don’t I feel anything now? Where is my empathy?

I can even feel empathy when I watch anime, read novels, and read the news. What’s going on?

I lowered my eyes——

Dazai Osamu's face became "ugly" again.

Is it really because of your character? Maybe the core character of Dazai Osamu is not that he is a disqualified person, but that he is a spirit of black mud?

Do I still have superpowers?

Is there...right?

Never mind, just deal with it now!

I crossed my legs—my legs were numb!

I had just maintained one position for too long, and now my knees were a little numb when I moved again. I endured the discomfort and maintained the new position, and the twitching nerves made my hands loosen.

"Click."

The cup he had been holding fell to the ground and shattered right in front of the man, leaving a pool of wine all over the floor.

His head lowered even lower, and in the dim light, I could almost feel that his head had already touched the ground.

"Ahem--" I cleared my throat. This man had the heart to pass spiked wine to Chuuya, the killer. Now that his crime has been exposed, he is willing to admit the death penalty. He is also a ruthless person - although I can't even remember his name.

I value my life very much, so I absolutely cannot let him know that I am not Nakahara Chuuya himself.

——I see. It’s just pretending to be cool. I’m good at it.

By speaking half-heartedly, he could resolve the matter and leave smoothly without letting him reveal the information that "Nakahara Chuuya appeared in this bar today."

I knew what to do - I stood up. I didn't look at other people. I just hugged my Dazai Osamu pillow and said, "I didn't show up here today. What you choose is up to you."

After saying that, I left here through the emergency exit without stopping.

Slipped away. Slipped away.

If he was smart enough, he would have silenced everyone present and pretended that he had never been there. Then he would have continued on his path to the end - he probably wasn't that stupid.

Otherwise, I should take the initiative to find Chuuya-baby and confess what I just told him. Most of the things he said about betraying the mafia have not really been carried out yet. If I report everything now, it will be considered as redeeming my crime. With Chuuya's personality, even if I want to kill him, I will definitely not leave his family alone.

Since he was tortured by a well-known Zaizi, he must have been involved in the mafia for quite some time. Even if you read Zaizi's weekly report "Chūya the Unyielding Chuuya", you should know that Chuuya is a very loyal person.

As long as he was a little more sober, he would have chosen the latter. Then, if he wanted to achieve the achievement of "surrendering", he would have to pretend to be "Chuya" - that is, me, who did not notice his actions today.

Coming out of the bar, the first thing you see when you look up is the five iconic buildings.

I was just about to record this historic moment with my phone——

Shit, my phone is in my coat. Why is my friend's pocket empty? Is there nothing in it?

My good friend, don’t you even have such worldly desires for mobile phones?

Juejuezi.

I had no choice but to leave the place. The neon lights were gradually lighting up the street before it was completely dark. Although I seemed to have made some preparations in advance, it seemed that I still had nothing in my hands when the time came.

But compared to last time, this time, I have a very useful face. As long as I am careful and put all the bills under Chuuya's name -

In the end, the blame will definitely be on the person who was slaughtered.

Hey, I'm not just taking it directly!

With this in mind, I started to wander around the Ganghei Building. Although I didn't know which of the nearby businesses were owned by □□, they were all so close to the □□ Building, so they must have benefited from the Ganghei to some extent.

Let me find a place to sleep, that's not hard, right?

While I was praying that Chuya would always adopt the month-end (or quarter-end, or year-end) settlement system, I walked into the most luxurious hotel.

Just kidding, times like this are more likely to make you want to go to some prestigious place.

We must not embarrass Chuuya!

Everything went as I expected.

As soon as the person inside saw that it was "Zhu Ye" who came in, someone immediately came to greet me and asked about my needs.

I cleared my throat, trying to suppress the soot in my throat, and said, "Let's get a room and stay a little longer."

As I said this, I rolled up my windbreaker again feeling a little uncomfortably.

You know, I will never hug that huge pillow openly again. So after coming out of the bar, I used my coat to press the shameful side of the pillow inward, and then used the elasticity of the windbreaker to tie a knot to cover up all the pictures on the pillow.

Liking 涼图 and letting others know that I like 涼图 are completely different feelings.

If this continues, I will want to escape from the earth.

The manager here was also very considerate. He didn't ask me for any ID or pay any money. He just took the key and led me to the room on the top floor.

They also assured me that no one would disturb me and that if I needed anything I could use the internal line in the room and they would send someone to answer my line.

It's really quite impressive!

This treatment made me not want to leave.

I dismissed the manager and sank headfirst into the soft mattress. I couldn't help but sigh - it's great to have traveled through time. I don't even have to go through the process of removing makeup and taking care of my skin. Look at my skin, which is so soft and supple!

——You can rest directly.

I opened my windbreaker, and the "Dazai Osamu" inside immediately popped out and pressed on me.

There's no one around anyway, so I should just be a little more relaxed, right?

I turned over, threw my vest and choker aside, unbuttoned my clothes and pants, hugged the soft pillow, and had a good rest without having to open the quilt.

I drank a little tonight and I always feel a little dizzy.

Anyway, let's get some sleep first.