Chapter 40 Adjusting the relationship does not mean beating up both parties in conflict

Chapter 40: Adjusting the relationship does not mean beating up both parties in conflict

A very high-end black wooden box was placed in the corner of the table. The woman had left long ago. The box was half open, and inside was a very long and thin pipe that looked very expensive.

The woman sold everything and bought a boat ticket. Maybe she was going to leave. The insurance money from the death of her husband and children was enough for her to start a new life.

Ayatsuji Yukito leaned against the window with his head tilted back and his eyes closed. His golden hair fell naturally on his forehead, revealing his slightly cold brows and eyes. He looked like he was asleep, but if the sun shone on him, he would move aside slightly to avoid the sun.

I finally know where his overly pale skin comes from.

"What flavor of tobacco do you like?" Qian Jianmu asked.

"Quiet." Ayatsuji Yukito said coldly.

"Okay, okay." Qian Jianmu carved the facial features of the puppet in his hand, and then said faintly:

"You know it belongs to you even if you put it there, right?"

Seemingly feeling annoyed, Ayatsuji Yukito let out a breath.

"I don't care about that." Ayatsuji Yukito opened his eyes and glanced at him sideways. "Do you know that your name is written on the book on the altar in the main hall?"

"……?"

Seeing the blank look on the white-haired boy's face, Ayatsuji Yukito curled the corners of his mouth indifferently, closed his cold and almost harsh eyes, and seemed to have finally gotten the peace he wanted and was finally falling asleep.

After a long time, just when Qian Jianmu thought he had really fallen asleep, he suddenly spoke:

"You know I don't really like your social mystery novels, right?"

Indeed, Ayatsuji Yukito was not very warm towards Sengenmaku, and was even a little cold. There wasn't much communication between the two of them, and most of the time, Ayatsuji Yukito just observed him coldly.

In fact, this is a habit of Ayatsuji Yukito, like some kind of detective's bad habit. He will first get to know a person in his own way, and then get close to him. Like a wild cat that observes for a long time before approaching the feeder.

But Edogawa Ranpo is not like that. He would find it interesting and then approach and observe.

But even Edogawa Ranpo could not fully understand the Sengenmaku. The gap between the entire world is like a huge strait dividing two plates. The parts he was able to know were all the parts that Qian Jianmu was willing to show him. And this part can only be completed by relying on his powerful and almost curious imagination. As for the remaining unknown part, he could only regard it as a blank that could be ignored, as an uncertain known event.

But Ayatsuji Yukito's imagination is not as strong as Edogawa Ranpo's. He didn't get close to Qianjianmu, so naturally he couldn't get any information. All he could observe was a blank slate of the unknown.

He didn't come closer and even deliberately avoided communicating with people. To outsiders, this is actually a cold attitude that is almost disgusting.

But does Qian Jianmu really care about this kind of thing?

"Well, what next?" asked Qian Jianmu.

…

"It's okay." Ayatsuji Yukito suddenly stood up, straightened the hem of his clothes, and before leaving, he turned around and opened his mouth. "I'll be back in the evening."

The boy had a physique that was almost that of a young man, and when he walked, he was like a thin blade that cut through the wind. The dark hat covered his eyebrows and eyes. He seemed to like covering his eyes very much. It seemed that as long as he did this, he would transform into a ghost watching in the dark, swinging his blade in the name of judgment.

Okay, Qianjianmu thought.

He brushed the sawdust off his sleeves, stood up and walked to the wooden box. Just as he was about to take it back to the room, he noticed the difference in weight.

When I opened the box, the long and thin cigarette pipe disappeared without my noticing.

The heterochromatic eyes drooped slightly, and Qian Jianmu suddenly became distracted and thought.

The port mafia should have expensive foreign tobacco. I'll ask Hongye to bring some over later.

By the way, Ozaki Koyo seems to be quite busy recently. Did something happen?

**

The old leader has been ill for a year, and during this year, the power of the port mafia has plummeted.

In fact, such signs have already appeared. They are a new mafia that started out as a smuggler and are not as experienced as the local mafia GSS and Takase-kai. From the perspective of foreign countries and the whole world, they are even less than good. Compared to the Mafia, they are even called a 'small fishery company', but they have to endure it with a smile even if it is such a contemptuous name.

The old chief's reckless expansion was seen by others as a rabid dog biting people indiscriminately. No one wants to get sick, but everyone knows that dogs with rabies don't live long.

Look, isn't this going to cause death soon?

After killing thirty-two mafia members - these thirty-two were not all middle and senior level backbone employees, including a cadre responsible for teaching Ozaki Momiji. The entire mafia is in chaos, the middle and senior management are in deficit, and they must be promoted as a whole. But the deaths of these thirty-two people were really unclear. The fact that they were massacred by the leader was too difficult to talk about. If it were to be spread, the entire mafia would be destroyed.

But this is also an opportunity.

Ozaki Kouyo seized this opportunity.

She was a criminal and had a history of eloping with someone. It is common sense that she would not be able to climb to a higher position no matter what. No matter what position she holds, there will always be people who have doubts. Is a woman who has eloped with someone really trustworthy?

She should have disappeared silently, but Ozaki Koye was not an ordinary woman.

Men are cruel, but she is even crueler than men. Having lost the throbbing and longing of a young girl, she had returned to this hell completely transformed. She had forcibly cut off and discarded all those confused and soft emotions, and even completely severed the emotions that she had once thought were love with her former eloping partner. This year, Ozaki Koyo only contacted that person three times.

Those days of escape reshaped her entire life.

In her original destiny, after Mori Ogai usurped the throne, she became one of the top five cadres at the age of nineteen. She was feared and respected by most of the mafia, even by the leader Mori Ogai himself. Because during the period of usurpation of the throne, she alone could influence the stability of Mori Ogai's position, and she chose to support Mori Ogai to ascend the throne, which can be said to be a great favor, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it was a timely help.

In terms of time, it took her only three to four years to go from a low-level position that was ridiculed, disgusted and slandered after her elopement to the highest position that controlled one-fifth of the Mafia.

Excluding the punishment and recovery from injuries, to be exact, it only took her three years and three months.

She was only fifteen or sixteen years old at the time, and when she succeeded, she was only 19 years old, not yet an adult (20 is considered an adult in Japan).

Can you imagine what she has done in these years?

Can you imagine what she went through?

If it weren't for the fact that women suffered discrimination in Japan due to their gender, and if the fact that she elopement could not be erased, she would not need Mori Ogai. In a few years, she could have killed the old leader herself and usurped the throne. She would even have an easier time than Mori Ogai because most of the mafia members respected her enough, and her enemies were also afraid of her. She grew up in the mafia, and no one would be more naturally qualified to inherit the mafia than her.

Ozaki Kouye is a very scary person.

Everyone who was close to her knew this, Mori Ogai, Dazai Osamu, even Nakahara Chuuya, all these people relied on nothing more than the little patience and gentleness she revealed in her cold intelligence. No one dared to really anger her, and her methods were so smooth and smart that no one had to cause trouble for her.

This is how Ozaki Koyo deals with the world after she comes to terms with it.

Back to this timeline, after the incident, Ozaki Koha had just been tortured. Regardless of the fact that her injuries had not yet fully healed, she climbed up from the hospital bed with a pale face, and took over part of the power under the instructor's command, using reasons such as "lack of manpower" and "the instructor's death", and took control of all of it within a few months. There has been a reshuffle of the mafia forces at the port in the past few months, and the five major cadres have been working hard to arrange for their men to move to higher positions. So Ozaki Koyo went to find the colonel officer.

The Colonel is one of the few relatively patient people in the Mafia. Even when facing Ozaki Koyo's pain, he was very "patient" and could be described as "turning a blind eye" and "not caring". But he is the tallest among the short ones. Ozaki Koye had no choice but to go find him.

So a month later, Ozaki Koyo took over one-third of the interrogation team and completely stripped away the identity of "Meiji". At the same time, the colonel also assigned her an armed team of 100 people to deal with some of the fighting matters. Ozaki Koha completely became a member of the psychic group who took over the fighting and interrogation functions of the Port Mafia.

She seized every opportunity she could and got everything she could.

No one can stop this woman named Red Leaf unless she is satisfied and stops.

Today Hongye is on his way back from leading a team to complete a mission.

A large red umbrella covered half of her face. The petite and slender girl was still in her growing period. She wore a bright kimono and her long hair, as beautiful as red maple leaves, was tied up in a bun. Her thin, faint smile was painted with a dusky lipstick, and her eyebrows and eyes were fully made up. This overly bright makeup did not look out of place on her still young face, but made her look even more charming and beautiful.

The armed troops in black followed behind her, always a few steps away. The members at the front bowed their heads to show respect to her.

The beautiful girl named Hongye tilted her head slightly and spoke in a light and elegant tone.

"Kishimoto, go see if there is any tobacco in the warehouse and ask for some for me."

The subordinate closest to him smiled and said cautiously:

"Would you like to smoke? The smuggling department has just received a batch of cigarette pipes. Miss, would you like to see some?"

“You talk a lot, but…” The woman flicked the corner of her mouth with her finger. "Show me the catalogue."

In just one year, although she has not yet reached the top, she is no longer underestimated by anyone. She can even get some things without any hindrance.

The port mafia was badly weakened and had no energy to stop it.

Ozaki Kouye's eyes turned slightly, as if she remembered something, and she looked at the other person behind her.

"How's Lantang's training going?"

"Miss, his fighting skills are excellent. I think there should be no problem."

“Excellent, huh…?”

The woman laughed, and she stretched out her sleeve to cover half of her smiling face, leaving only a pair of eyes that were clearly curved but particularly cold.

"We are short of people, so let him join the armed team first."

"Aren't you going to the interrogation team first?"

"That depends on how Mr. Lan Tang performs." She murmured with a smile.

Does she care about the mafia?

The gentleman said that Lan Tang joined the Port Mafia in order to obtain information about Leibo Street, and he seemed to be an amnesiac killer.

Does she really care about Lan Tang knowing this information?

It doesn’t matter. If you want to take those useless things, just take them all. She doesn’t care about such things.

However, if you want to obtain intelligence, you must pay a price and prove your worth.

It's not the value given to the mafia, but the value given to her.

If she is satisfied, if it is useful to her, it doesn't matter even if it turns the port mafia upside down.

As long as he is useful.

No one can stop Ozaki Koye unless she is satisfied and stops.

**

"Ah, there's really nothing I can do. I raised this person with great difficulty, but now he's discovered by that woman. My head hurts so much. How did I offend that woman?—"

At dusk, screams belonging to Mori Ogai were heard from the Black Doctor's Clinic.

Alice circled around him with a smile, asking questions in a cute yet dark way:

“Are you crying? Are you really crying this time? Come and let me see. Rintaro must be very cute when he cries.”

Dazai Osamu leaned against the wall, holding a book that Mori Ogai forced upon him. He even had a bookshelf filled with books on political science, economics, forensic medicine, and psychology. These books were given to him by Mori Ogai in his spare time.

He would say, "Have you finished reading the previous book? Come and take a look at this one." Then unknowingly, he read more and more, and recently he even started to be given some papers and journals. Dazai Osamu's cultural level was instantly raised several levels.

The most frightening thing is that Mori Ogai would conduct random checks from time to time. Not only could he recite sentences from this huge number of books at any time, he even wrote his own papers, so his questions were often very tricky, and if you couldn't answer them, he would explain them in a very unconvincing tone.

This is a completely different training model from the completely free-range Qianjianmu!

You are a monster!

Haha, Mori Ogai was admitted to the Tokyo University Medical School at the age of thirteen...

Tokyo University, that super hard to get into Tokyo University...

When Mori Ogai was young, he was also a famous super genius. During the Superpower War, he even participated in military logistics work as a student. After graduation, he was called up to join the army. With his extraordinary wisdom and skills, he gained the authority of a commander and started the Undead Legion Project. Although he disappeared for a while after being defeated and repatriated, it was only to plan for higher ambitions and goals, not that he had really run out of ideas.

If it were peacetime, Mori Ogai would have become a great doctor, a great military doctor, or written many literary works, as he should have done. But in this cruel Yokohama, he could only give up part of himself, cut himself up like a cold scalpel, and be willing to become a ruthless and profit-oriented conspirator.

So what is this weird setting where the ugly uncle is the monster?

"It's more embarrassing to be an uncle who can only scream when being bullied by a woman. Wipe your tears, your pants are going to get wet from fear." Dazai Osamu turned the page lazily and glanced at him indifferently.

"Impossible, my pants are still dry!" the stinky uncle defended.

"Stupid Rintaro, this isn't the time to confirm something like this, right?"

"The fact that you can confirm such a thing proves that you are hopeless..." Dazai Osamu turned to the last page, closed the book, and sighed.

"Dazai, you still don't understand how scary women are. Once women become ruthless, men must never provoke them. Although you are still young, Dazai, you still have to be careful in the future!"

"Thank you for your reminder. When I grow up, I will choose to find a man to commit suicide for love." Dazai Osamu readily followed suit, but halfway through his words, his expression twisted for a moment, and soon he continued:

"So, who is it?"

"Wait!! What horrible things did you say? No, is there something wrong with my sexual education of you? Even more so for stinky men! Especially since you're so skinny, Dazai, you'll definitely be bullied. Damn it, how can we change the child's sexual orientation? Would it be better to eat more meat..." Mori Ogai began to mutter as if he was hit.

"You'll get better if you eat more crabs," Dazai said.

"You just want to eat crabs!!!" Mori Ogai accused, "And they are so expensive. I spent all my money on buying Alice a little skirt. Twice a month is already too much!"

Dazai sighed again, and he looked as tired as if he had run a marathon for dozens of kilometers. He rubbed his brows with a headache, and asked again:

"So, who is that woman?"

"You don't know her, Ozaki Kouha, she's an incredible woman." Mori Ogai's expression returned to a calm state, he said softly: "If I had known earlier, I would have helped her, but now that things have come to this, there's nothing I can do. She doesn't really want to go against me, it's really troublesome, how can I make peace with her...?"

"puff……"

Suddenly, someone's stifled laughter was heard from the slightly dusty room. Dazai's body began to tremble violently, and he seemed about to die from laughing.

Mori Ogai's expression suddenly became unpredictable.

"Do you know Ozaki Momiji?"

"No, no, that's not it, who is that, haha, it's just... haha... hahahaha"

Dazai waved his hands. He endured it again and again, and simply left after saying a few words.

"I went to find a man to commit suicide for love. Look at yourself."

?

"It's just an excuse to run away. You still haven't read one book yet... Strange, is there something wrong?" Mori Ogai turned around in confusion and saw Alice looking at him with a suppressed smile.

Huh?

"Lin, Rintaro, this is a mirror..."

Mori Ogai took the mirror in a daze and saw that Alice had secretly tied a red bow behind one side of his head. In fact, he knew about this, but he thought it didn't matter and eventually forgot about it.

Dazai Osamu couldn't see it from that angle, but when he moved, Dazai Osamu could see it clearly.

Is this so funny?

Mori Ogai frowned slightly and took off the bow.

Although he didn't say anything after that, two days later, Mori Ogai still found Ozaki Kouyo. He first explained his attitude, and then, as if inadvertently, he mentioned Dazai Osamu's name.

"I recently picked up a child named Dazai Osamu. He must have worked hard."

"Is that so? He seems to be a very naughty child. I didn't expect the doctor would adopt such a child."

There was no expression of surprise on Ozaki Koyo's face.

Is he overthinking it? Mori Ogai's worries were gently put to rest and he began to laugh.

"It will be much easier if there are more people around."

...We just want to ask, is it possible?

Due to various coincidences, Ozaki Koyo didn't even know Dazai Osamu's name?

**

Dazai Osamu, who was suspected and investigated, walked out of the door while holding back his smile. However, as soon as he got outside the door, his smile suddenly became flat, as if all the previous smiles were fake.

Oh, this is really a headache. In fact, he was really stunned for a moment, and in order to avoid trouble, he just laughed.

Ozaki Koha, is that Ozaki Koha? It must be that Ozaki Momiji, right?

It's such a small world, how come we can get in touch so easily?

Dazai Osamu walked along Leibo Street with a smile on his face. He took out his cell phone, sent text messages to someone, and then closed the phone with a click.

Let’s go and find that annoying little devil.

Mori Ogai and Nakahara Chuuya were both in Leibo Street, but they were in different locations.

Mori Ogai Clinic is located in the inner circle of the Port Mafia, so it doesn't take much time to go to work. The patients received on weekdays are all members of the Port Mafia, and they rarely come into contact with the outside world. Compared to other places, this area is actually quite peaceful.

Zhongyuan Zhongye is located on the edge, at the junction with GSS. Although it's not that far, but given the identities of Mori Ogai and Nakahara Chuuya, they are destined not to stroll into each other's territory. This is very convenient for Dazai Osamu. He only needs to walk for a while to reach Nakahara Chuuya's territory, where he can chat with cats and dogs and do all kinds of evil things.

Zhongyuan Zhongye was really annoyed by his sudden appearances.

In his opinion, Dazai Osamu always said that his heart was dead, but his mouth was still alive and he could still insult others. It was very scary.

The only use of this person is probably that his nullification is very effective in training Akutagawa Ryunosuke's supernatural powers.

As early as half a year ago, seeing that Akutagawa Ryunosuke's health was gradually recovering, Nakahara Chuuya thought about training him with special abilities. But the degree of compatibility between Chuuya Nakahara's special ability and Akutagawa's special ability is very poor. Akutagawa's black beast can tear apart everything, even space or time, that's fine, but Nakahara Chuuya's ability is gravity.

Chuuya Nakahara's special ability is based on the singularity. His gravity can be exerted on everything, even himself. Akutagawa can tear gravity, which means that if Nakahara Chuuya uses his supernatural power and stands there letting him hit him, Akutagawa can hurt Nakahara Chuuya. But that makes no sense.

But if Nakahara Chuuya really fights him, in fact, no matter what method Nakahara Chuuya uses, whether it is to apply gravity to Akutagawa, long-range attack, or evasion, he can use gravity to crush Akutagawa Ryunosuke. But it is actually difficult to train Akutagawa Ryunosuke's special ability. It is beyond the scope. It is like asking a junior high school student to take the college entrance examination. Although it is said that practicing difficult problems will make progress quickly, if there is no progress, it will be standing still...

How to practice, use magic and chop magic at the same time?

He is only an eleven-year-old boy!

No matter how much Nakahara Chuuya wanted him to improve, he couldn't be so cruel because he was really not a sadist. He felt that Akutagawa should take his time and take care of his health, and there was no need to be in a hurry.

But Akutagawa always felt that he had to work harder and be more useful, and that people without value could not survive.

This is a very clear and distinct difference in thinking between the two people that requires more communication to resolve.

And now, Dazai Osamu, the mentor who is most suitable for Akutagawa Ryunosuke's physique, has come to Leibo Street. It is hard to tell whether it is a good thing or a bad thing...

The reason why Dazai Osamu is suitable for training Akutagawa Ryunosuke is that Akutagawa cannot hurt him at all. No matter how powerful the black beast is, it is like cutting with a samurai sword. No matter how sharp it is, it will definitely be cut by the sword. No matter how powerful the black beast is, it must touch Dazai Osamu.

But once it met Dazai Osamu, the monster-like little guy immediately became soft and disappeared in an instant. Akutagawa can attack without restraint, which makes it easier to observe how he attacks.

On the other hand, no one knows what kind of dark ideas are in the head of this humanoid (? ) Dazai Osamu. He is so cruel and ruthless that he can really train people to have psychological trauma. Although this is overly tragic, Akutagawa's psychology and upbringing have made him accustomed to becoming strong in pain, and he loves it.

The two of them were willing to fight and the other willing to be beaten, which made Nakahara Chuuya, who was originally just annoyed by Dazai Osamu's idleness, a little unable to adapt. Look at Dazai Osamu's Spartan teaching method, and then look at Akutagawa Ryunosuke who respects Dazai Osamu more and more despite being beaten day after day.

Zhongyuan Chuya felt an indescribable helplessness.

This world seems to be a huge Ace Adoration.

Fortunately, nothing so outrageous will happen today, because Akutagawa had a lung disease relapse two days ago, and Gin and Chuuya pressed him on the bed and fed him a large dose of sleeping pills, and he fell into a deep sleep.

Chuuya was sitting on a big rock next to the small building, reading a book.

Don't underestimate Nakahara Chuuya. Maybe he is not as talented as Dazai Osamu, but that is only relative. He is not a genius, but he is much smarter than most people.

If Dazai Osamu could understand difficult economic or political topics at a glance, Nakahara Chuuya could also understand them if he read them for a few more minutes.

Being smart is not a necessary factor in determining a person's identity; being able to accomplish something is.

He is very diligent. After he decided to leave Yang, he began to read and study on his own initiative. Dazai once unethically recommended to him a super cult and super obscure political book given to him by Mori Ogai. He just wanted to embarrass Chuuya, but a month later, Nakahara Chuuya made hundreds of pages of notes on the book, which clearly listed the problems and solutions, and even wrote several long articles to prove the correctness of some of the views in the book.

When Nakahara Chuuya handed this booklet-like notebook to Dazai Osamu and asked him to check and evaluate it, Dazai Osamu felt completely confused.

You can't help but respect a hardworking and intelligent person, even if you are Dazai Osamu.

Nakahara Chuuya seems to be a little clumsy when it comes to conspiracy and intrigue, but that's because of his personality. He doesn't like to calculate people's hearts and doesn't like to be petty. He is very positive and has a very keen emotional intuition. He will abide by the rules to maintain stability and fairness. No one will have any bad feelings towards him when he is in the crowd. Even his enemies respect him and will not kick him for no reason. At most, they will turn a blind eye to him.

If Mori Ogai was the kind of person who created achievements and founded an organization, then the best successor in a stable period was not Dazai Osamu, but Nakahara Chuuya.

It is the Central Plains.

But even though Nakahara Chuuya is so smart, the relationship between him and Dazai Osamu is still very bad.

These two people are like being at the two poles of a magnet. They have certain similarities. In fact, neither of them necessarily wants the other to die. In fact, they have much greater tolerance for each other, and would even do something if the other asked them to help. But it's really annoying to the other side.

If Nakahara Chuuya had played a game ten years later, he might have created a small account named Dazai Osamu, and then used his main account to kill him dozens of times, laughing happily with a red name, and accidentally got hacked to death by a passing guard.

Then the passing guard took off his helmet, revealing Dazai Osamu underneath.

They have such a weird relationship, but objectively speaking, it actually seems to be quite good.

At this moment, Nakahara Chuuya is studying.

Dazai Osamu rushed up and snatched his book. Nakahara Chuuya looked at his empty hands and turned his head away in confusion.

"Do you want this book? You need this much to buy it."

"That's my book you just stole it bastard!"

"Ah? Did anyone see it? Nothing at all. It was you who insisted that my book was yours. I can even recite the first page of this book."

"Then you carry it on your back!"

Dazai Osamu chuckled.

"Do you remember the first page?"

…

Who would memorize something for no reason? He is not Dazai Osamu, a pervert who has a photographic memory.

"Hey, I heard that."

Dazai Osamu suddenly said:

"'Nakahara Chuuya is the Nakahara Chuuya of Leibo Street, and Nakahara Chuuya is the Nakahara Chuuya of Sheep'. It's very famous, and it has spread to the other side. It makes me laugh to death. How can someone take the initiative to say such a thing? Did you spend too much time with them and infected them?"

As Dazai Osamu expected, Nakahara Chuuya was stunned for a moment, but somewhat unexpectedly, Nakahara Chuuya recovered quickly.

"I see. That's okay."

He said that his expression was unexpectedly calm and clear. It wasn't that he didn't care, but this level of rejection and hurt could no longer cause any major fluctuations in his mood.

"You didn't say it in front of me, so that means you still need me, right? That's fine."

Dazai Osamu was so angry that he almost laughed.

"What are you waiting for? Those people are worthless, right? With their abilities, it's impossible for them to survive among the port mafia and GSS. Are you just satisfying your own guilt?"

"There's no need to conflict with the port maifa and GSS." Nakahara Chuuya frowned slightly. He stood on the stone and was much taller than Dazai Osamu. He lowered his head and looked at Dazai Osamu seriously. "The Port Mafia will regularly recruit new members in the Raibo Street. It will be much more peaceful within the Port Mafia. They will slowly join the Mafia or leave. I only need to do one thing, don't underestimate me and Akutagawa, you bastard Dazai!"

"So what did you do? What are you going to do?" Dazai was really curious this time. He smiled slightly and looked up at the ochre-haired boy with a heavy and turbid gaze.

"Anyway, just get rid of Gss." The thirteen-year-old boy had a fearless and determined look on his face, as if what he said was just a trivial matter.

"All we need to do is to make sure Gss has no time to take care of Leibo Street," he said.

Young people have infinitely active minds and unlimited energy, and they believe that everything can be achieved simply. If the person here was not Nakahara Chuuya, or if the Nakahara Chuuya here was not the reading Nakahara Chuuya, Dazai Osamu would probably have laughed out loud.

It's impossible. It's impossible.

But this is Nakahara Chuuya, still holding the book in his hand. Dazai Osamu remembered the book, he had read it before. One day when he passed by here, he was carrying that book. Nakahara Chuuya didn't say anything at that time. Maybe it was a coincidence or maybe he wrote it down. Now he is catching up with the others little by little.

Dazai Osamu could actually memorize the first chapter of this book, but it was of no use to him.

There is no such thing as a relationship of solidarity or some kind of common belief between him and other people, other than one of exploitation and being exploited, and one of ignoring and being ignored. Even if he was in such an environment, he would only feel that he was excluded and even feel empty because of it.

But it is also possible in Zhongyuan.

He suddenly thought.

If this is the kind of person Nakahara Chuuya is, he can do it.

He still hated him, despised him, wanted to tease him, and thought he was clumsy, but he never looked down on him.

He can do it.

Then Dazai Osamu laughed softly.

"Oh, really? Don't let Mu-kun clean up your mess."

There was no doubt, but he just briefly mentioned the follow-up measures, which was a little care from him.

"I told you, don't underestimate Ryunosuke and me."

But at this point, he paused.

"…Dazai, do you really think that Ryunosuke is suitable to go to the black side with me?"

Is Akutagawa Ryunosuke suitable for the Mafia?

Perfect fit.

He is extremely cruel and has very little empathy. As long as it's a mission, as long as he's needed, he'll do it no matter what. He is not afraid of blood, torture, pain, and separation. He is not even afraid of being worn out and broken. As long as he has value while he is alive, as long as he has the ability to live, he has no other expectations.

He is perfect for a leader and is simply a carefully trained dog.

But is he really suitable for friends?

He could not find the light, and only remembered to seize the value of his own existence. He struggled desperately in pain all his life, just like a bird without feet, flying desperately until one day he could no longer fly and died.

His life is full of value.

His life is meaningless.

In terms of being able to create value, no one is more suitable for the Mafia than Ryunosuke Akutagawa, but in terms of personal life, the Mafia is Ryunosuke Akutagawa's hell, an extended Naihe Bridge.

His body was left with serious hidden injuries from his past hellish life, which could not be completely healed and were very prone to relapse. Normally, the alternating temperatures of cold and warm weather would make him cough uncontrollably. After training with Dazai Osamu recently, he tried very hard to be careful, but he still had a fever last night and had to rest immediately.

He did not allow himself to slack off. Even so, he had to force himself to continue training. It was only after Nakahara Chuuya and Akutagawa Gin forced him to drink sleeping pills that he was able to get a good rest.

Is he really suitable for the Mafia?

Nakahara Chuuya himself clearly understands that he cannot and will not allow himself to wash his hands of the scandal and go ashore. He was born in Leibok Street, and he has vaguely felt that his destiny is to control the port mafia of Leibok Street, but does Akutagawa really want to go with him?

Although he did not have as kind an intention as Chuuya, Dazai Osamu understood what Chuuya Nakahara meant after a brief thought.

He found this emotion somewhat amusing. He clearly wanted to be the one in power, but at the moment he was trapped in his emotions towards others.

So what?

But, this is Nakahara Chuuya.

He then jumped onto the big rock. The weather in Leibo Street was very good at this time, with a cool breeze brought by the slight autumn breeze.

"Then don't let him go."

"I can't help but respect his opinion..." That's why he was so conflicted.

"Maku-kun always says that as long as you are prepared to accept any outcome, you can do anything. And you haven't figured it out yet, stupid Chuuya."

"Hey! Why are you cursing again? Are you looking for a fight?"

"Pfft, since you only have your fists left, you've lost your brain as well. Did you really not expect that? I'm really amazed at how stupid you are."

It was obvious that Nakahara Chuuya wanted to know, so even though he really wanted to beat someone up, he was still holding back. But Dazai is such a wicked person. He kicked the person down when the person was not paying attention.

The ochre-haired boy was not paying attention for a moment and was actually kicked down. He barely used gravity to stabilize his body, his face suddenly darkened, and he was about to start a fight with Dazai, but Dazai just spoke at this moment.

"Maku-kun is still here, you can go find him."

Chuuya paused and looked at Dazai Osamu.

The black-haired boy took off the gray clothes he usually wore in the shrine and put on the black coat that Mori Ogai gave him. He was completely submerged in darkness, which was darker than ink. At first glance, one would even feel like one was looking into hell.

His eyes were dark, but one could feel that he was recalling something.

"Make a wish to God and you will receive his blessing. He can always bring you miracles, so go find him," he said.

So Chuuya suddenly became quiet and thought quietly. After a moment, he looked up.

"You're done, aren't you?"

“…Yes, that’s right.” Dazai suddenly broke out in a cold sweat on his back.

Nakahara Chuuya rolled up his sleeves.

"Don't think I can forget it, bastard, you're asking for a beating!"

"Too much! Too much! You actually still remember it!"

**

The calico cat sat on the table, very upright, like a lady.

Recently, the production of dolls has reached the stage of making clothes. Sengenmaku is not very good at this, but Ayatsuji Yukito knows a craftsman with very good skills. There are some sample clothes placed at home, and after trying them on, they are returned to the craftsmen for modification.

Chijianmu picked up a hat and put it on the calico cat's head.

The calico cat shook his head, trying to shake it off, and Qian Jianmu quickly showed him a mirror. The calico cat took a look in the mirror and felt fine. It didn't tremble and stood quietly.

"I haven't been in any trouble lately, sir."

Qian Jianmu was really confused, although he was playing with the kitten and didn't seem to be confused at all.

Natsume Soseki shook his beard.

Indeed, Natsume Soseki did not know about Ayatsuji Yukito's special abilities, and the Sengenmaku intercepted him too early, so basically no one knows about it now. Qian Jianmu has been very well-behaved these days, and no one is more well-behaved than him.

So Natsume Soseki really didn't come here for this matter.

"Your book, haven't been sent yet?"

It's been more than a year, and the cows in the production team don't dare to rest like you.

"Ah, this hasn't been revised yet. I followed the teacher's advice and took it out of the category of romance novels, so I need to revise it."

Who would dare to read it if you don’t modify it?

During the more than one year that Sengenmaku took a break, after the mystery project, the entire literary world became quiet again, like a stagnant pool of water. Natsume Soseki actually really loved writing, otherwise he would not have been able to write so many books while being a politician and go to cafes every day to listen to people's comments. He didn't let Qian Jianmu write because the frequency of Qian Jianmu was too high at that time and he couldn't keep it up any longer.

Now that the old chief is ill, there's nothing else to do, so why don't you continue writing!

Natsume Soseki came not only to urge for updates, but also because one day Edogawa Ranpo suddenly said something like this in the Armed Detective Agency:

"President, do we need a very strong combat member?"

In fact, this is a recognized sensitive topic, that is, to what extent the armed detective agency should be properly armed.

You let the Armed Detective Agency have the arms of the Mafia, so is he the Mafia or are you the Mafia?

The Armed Detective Agency can have a certain level of combat effectiveness, but it can never have absolute combat effectiveness. Their existence is to adjust the balance, which refers to the adjustment of power, not the use of force.

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