Chapter 50 The King of Volumes is not worthy of writing books. Who wouldn’t mumble when a serious person writes a book?
The weather has been terrible lately.
Dense dark clouds, with occasional heavy rain. Although the whole Yokohama is like this, maybe it's the season or the typhoon season. It's still a refreshing autumn, but I always feel cold unconsciously.
Qian Jianmu had a feeling that something was about to happen, but he didn't know what exactly it was going to happen. Therefore, they could only ask Endo Shusaku to speed up as much as possible, fearing that the inheritance belonging to the Longtou family would explode in an instant with a huge bang.
So in just two months, a number of small organizations in Yokohama were destroyed very quickly. But if you look closely, there is nothing surprising. They are all clashes between organizations, but the knives are sharper, and they are more likely to kill people.
After joining the Port Mafia, Chuuya Nakahara did not take the Akutagawa siblings with him. He originally planned to send them to the shrine.
The feeling of being abandoned made Akutagawa Ryunosuke feel at a loss. He tried to ask, and after a long silence, Nakahara Chuuya told him that he hoped he could choose a safe and meaningful path.
He didn't want him to fall early.
Akutagawa Ryunosuke showed a strong resistance and was almost about to quarrel with others. He wanted to join the Port Mafia with Nakahara Chuuya. Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuuya were both there. Wasn't that place suitable for him? Is he too weak? Is he no longer needed?
Although the bird named the meaning of life stayed in the palm of his hand for a short time, Akutagawa Ryunosuke suddenly realized that the bird would fly away sooner or later.
Nakahara Chuuya originally thought that he would spend a lot of energy to persuade Akutagawa Ryunosuke, and was even prepared to knock him out and take him away by force, but he did not expect that Akutagawa Gin would find him not long after.
The thin little girl showed a gentle and peaceful smile. In her safe life, the insecurity she once had was made up for. She was smart and perceptive, and often did very important things inadvertently.
Akutagawa Gin smiled and said:
"Brother, you've caused trouble for Chuuya-nii, right? I heard that, brother, you've gone too far!"
"Ah...there's no such thing. I made the decision but didn't tell him." Nakahara Chuuya looked away embarrassedly.
"I am very grateful to Brother Chuuya, thank you very much." Akutagawa Gin bowed deeply, "Brother is not in good health, actually...actually I..."
Akutagawa Gin actually doesn't want his brother to do anything dangerous.
Among the Akutagawa siblings, the composition of the strong brother and the weak sister is very extreme. It is often difficult for Akutagawa Gin to persuade his brother to make any important decisions. His brother decided to shoulder the responsibility of two lives since he was a child. He lacks strength and is very uneasy. He pours that anxiety on his sister Akutagawa Gin in an overbearing and caring way. There was some disturbing chauvinistic dictatorship in his character, but Akutagawa Gin couldn't say anything to such a brother, so she just obeyed him anxiously under his protection.
It has always been like this, and Akutagawa Gin couldn't persuade his brother about his choice. She was docile, gentle, and obedient. She tried her best to reduce the chances of causing trouble for her brother within her power and hide herself, a "big trouble", from her brother's life as much as possible.
But Akutagawa Gin and Akutagawa Ryunosuke are siblings, and the personalities inherited in their blood cannot be washed away.
Akutagawa Ryunosuke is domineering, strong, stubborn and paranoid. Is Akutagawa Gin really not like him? Is Akutagawa Gin really just weak and submissive?
No, Akutagawa Gin is too similar to him. Only after getting along with him can one realize that special similarity.
It’s just that Akutagawa Gin gave up trying to control what he couldn’t control, and instead turned to controlling what he could control, such as accounts, and life and death.
Akutagawa Gin never told his brother that when his brother was too sick to protect them in the slums, he had to face the thugs who suddenly came to cause trouble. Akutagawa Gin looked at him with tears in his eyes, then walked out holding a knife.
That was the first person Akutagawa Gin killed.
Akutagawa Gin's desire for control is very restrained, but he is also very arbitrary and ruthless. She didn't think there was anything wrong with killing a person. When she decided to take someone's life, in her eyes, that person was dead. Highly motivated and ruthless.
That day, the little girl, who was killing someone for the first time, tried her best to kill the gangster with a knife. She used so much force that her hands were shaking. Facing the bloody corpse, Akutagawa Gin wiped the blood off his face indifferently, dragged the person to a nearby alley, and then calmly changed his clothes.
When Akutagawa Ryunosuke woke up, she smiled gently as if nothing had happened and asked in a low voice: "Brother, do you feel better?"
Ryunosuke Akutagawa didn't know what Gin Akutagawa did when he was sick, because Gin Akutagawa knew that her brother would definitely refuse and scold her, and her brother wanted to protect her. But at the same time, she also wanted to protect her brother, even if it was secretly.
Killing became much easier after that. She was very young, so she learned the more labor-saving methods by herself, and she was not afraid even when facing adult men. She didn't realize it at the time, but that was actually the prototype of the assassination.
Akutagawa Gin is a natural assassin.
She is very strong and even ruthless when it comes to things in a small area that she can control. She is not good at dealing with emotions because she has developed a habit of being submissive, but when it comes to things that have nothing to do with emotions, she is cold and bloody.
Later, she went to Yang to be in charge of the warehouse and accounts. She discovered that she was not only good at assassination, but also had a keen insight into the various data although she had not studied mathematics much. She was able to clearly grasp every piece of information, and she remembered every item in the warehouse very clearly. She could even accurately find out what was missing from hundreds of supplies, and then accurately catch the person who stole it.
She grew up very fast. The textbooks that Nakahara Chuuya used were handed over to Akutagawa Gin. Akutagawa Gin read the textbooks to pieces, and after looking at a large amount of calculation papers and ink bottles without ink, her nature became more and more calm.
Finally, she began to be able to try to give advice to Akutagawa Ryunosuke. She was no longer absolutely obedient, and was finally able to pull the corner of the clothes of the person standing in front of her and began to protect that person from behind.
After realizing that there was a conflict between Ryunosuke Akutagawa and Chuuya Nakahara. Akutagawa Gin judged the best person to ask for help, and the reliable girl thought about it and called Senmaku directly.
Sengenmaku did not hide anything and told all the preparations. Akutagawa Gin got the name of the Psychic Special Forces Section and made a judgment based on the information from the section. After that, she knocked on her brother's door and started a two-hour conversation between the siblings.
The end result is...
"Brother will listen to Brother Chuuya and go to the other side." Akutagawa Gin said seriously, "But Brother Chuuya must be very hard to be alone in the Port Mafia. I am worried about him. Since brother can't accompany Brother Chuuya due to poor health, let me accompany Brother Chuuya."
The girl was determined and resolute, and her rationality flashed like the blade of a dagger, with a cold silver-white light.
"Please let me join the Port Mafia, I will help Chuuya-nii."
"...Is it really okay to let you separate..." Nakahara Chuuya was speechless and at a loss for a moment.
"It doesn't matter. We will always be siblings. The distance between siblings is not a factor." Akutagawa Gin curved his eyes. "Please believe me. I can help you."
After a long silence, Nakahara Chuuya said thank you.
Gin Akutagawa pulled the awkward Ryunosuke Akutagawa out and took the two young boys who had already witnessed the cruelty of fate, who had once cooperated with each other but were now about to go in other directions, to the commercial street and bought everyone a new set of clothes.
"Everyone, work hard in the future."
In an atmosphere of inexplicable shame, Nakahara Chuuya and Akutagawa Ryunosuke made awkward "hmm" and "oh" sounds.
So the Akutagawa brothers and sisters parted ways. Akutagawa Gin removed his surname and kept only the word "Gin". He joined the Port Mafia as a friend of Nakahara Chuuya and received training. Nakahara Chuuya had no intention of letting her engage in dangerous assassination work, but rather trained her as a civilian. Gin, who has always been gentle and obedient, never refutes and quietly accepts the clerical training courses, waiting to take up the post directly after the training and be responsible for the clerical work of Nakahara Chuuya.
Some people will also challenge her. After all, Nakahara Chuuya's special ability determines that he will have a smooth future. Gin has suddenly occupied an important position, which is really enviable. But Gin said nothing, and the next day he asked Nakahara Chuuya for a physical training course, on the grounds that since he was in the Port Mafia, not having enough fighting power would be a big hidden danger. Nakahara Chuuya thought it made sense and nodded in agreement.
In the following month, Gin showed his extraordinary talent for assassination and even received personal instruction from Ozaki Koye, becoming famous among the newcomers of the same period. She always carries a dagger and piano wire on her body, and those sharp weapons are like her personality, hidden under the appearance of gentleness and docility. She was still always bashful, but who would dare mess with a girl who was well connected with the Mafia but carried a knife? No one said anything more in front of her, and Nakahara Chuuya's side also became much quieter.
Holding heavy documents, the girl smiled silently amid the noise from Nakahara Chuuya and Dazai Osamu. She sat down quietly, holding the pen tightly in her still tender hands, picking out the traps and mistakes, and neatly solving the minor troubles that did not require Nakahara Chuuya's attention.
On the other hand, after leaving his sister, Ryunosuke Akutagawa first lived in a shrine for a short period of time.
As we all know, any creature that enters or leaves the shrine, even a cat, has to take a pen and write a few meows to express their feelings. So Akutagawa Ryunosuke, sweating profusely, was handed a stack of manuscript paper by the Sengenbaku and told to write something.
The result was horrific.
Due to various coincidences, Senmaku died halfway through his literacy education for Akutagawa Ryunosuke. Later, he was asked to live with Nakahara Chuuya for a short while. In the first half, he was recuperating and improving his fighting ability. In the second half, Akutagawa Ryunosuke began to be tortured by the devil Dazai Osamu and could not concentrate on studying at all. Although the Akutagawa siblings and Nakahara Chuuya were very supportive of the Sengenbaku's literary work and would read every issue, Akutagawa Ryunosuke was like a narrow-mouthed bottle full of ink. He was very sensitive to literature, but he had never thought about writing himself and didn't know how to write.
Ryunosuke Akutagawa, a missed fish in literary education.
Sengenmaku had to start educating him in literature. He first made him read all the books written by his family members. After they were done, he took him to a literary check-in spot - Natsume Soseki Café, and let him read the works of Mr. Natsume.
Thank you, Mr. Natsume, the light of hope in Japanese literary circles, the father of the rebirth of Japanese writers, the cradle of young writers, the enlightener of juvenile literature, and the source of all evil.
The last one is a little weird, but it seems to be okay.
Akutagawa Ryunosuke was very obedient and would do whatever he was told to do. Although the inability to train in martial arts made him as depressed as a cat with its nails clipped, this depression soon turned to studying. He once became the only king of curling up in the shrine, standing out from a group of lazy people. In just two weeks, I gave Qian Jianmu a very short essay.
After reading it, Qian Jianmu didn't say whether it was good or bad, but asked him with a smile:
"Are you having trouble adapting away from your sister?"
"I am still in correspondence with my sister."
Qian Jianmu nodded and said to him:
"Haven't you always wanted to meet the people from the Special Powers Division? Want to take a look?"
Akutagawa Ryunosuke raised his head and blinked blankly.
The white-haired boy acted very quickly. He contacted Natsume Soseki the next day, and three days later he called the staff of the Special Powers Division to discuss Ryunosuke Akutagawa's future route. After obtaining Ryunosuke Akutagawa's consent, someone drove over on the seventh day to pick up Ryunosuke Akutagawa to study at school in Tokyo.
They struck a fairly generous contract. The Special Powers Division paid for Ryunosuke Akutagawa's tutoring until high school. All expenses were paid in advance by the Division, and the fees were deducted from the salary after he started working officially. Studying is a must. After all, there are academic requirements for being a government employee. After getting a high school diploma in about a year, he will be sent directly to the police academy to study. After half a year, he will be sent to the superpower training base to train with hounds. After passing multiple assessments, he will be transferred back to the superpower special agent unit. He cannot transfer to the military or police within three years (you guys are really wary of your own people), and he is not allowed to resign within five years (originally he wanted to do it for ten years, but after Chijianmu said that he could pay for it himself, he changed it to five years).
There were a lot of wrangling during this period, and the fact that the Special Powers Unit had received news early on that a combat-type psychic was ready to join so they were a little impatient, so the pace was very fast, which made Akutagawa Ryunosuke a little unconfident.
He got on the bus with the Special Power Agent Class nervously, wondering if his writing was too bad. Qian Jianmu thought he should learn more, so he forced him to go to school.
Hmm...is that right?
After watching Ryunosuke Akutagawa go to school, Sengenmaku slowly walked back to the Japanese-style room and saw Ayatsuji Yukito holding the essay written by Ryunosuke Akutagawa. When he saw him coming, he glanced at it indifferently and put the paper on the table.
"Great talent, but insufficient experience." He made a cold judgment.
Chijianmu smiled and raised a finger as a gesture for silence, then safely put away the manuscript, which was a bit ugly because of the poor writing, and placed it together with the immature practice works written by other people in the shrine.
"It's well written, but he's not cut out for writing, at least not yet."
Too persistent, too serious, stubborn in thinking, and still not grown up. The force department is really difficult to deal with. Their thoughts are complicated and their actions are very violent. It’s hard to say whether I used my brain or not. I’m not stupid, I’m just used to being efficient and direct, and I lack the leisurely attitude of just watching the wind and flowers.
Doctor Mu's diagnosis was that he needed socialization training in normal society, and be thrown into a place far away from people with special abilities to see normal people. He should take a break from being pushed around in life, study his future map, observe his environment, and those stubborn problems would be cured without any medicine.
"Oh, I hope it helps." Ayatsuji Yukito said in a light tone.
He sat at the table and tapped his pipe. The cigarettes smoked by Ayatsuji Yukito are very interesting. He put a lot of strange things in them, but the end result is that this thing does not cause much harm to the body. The smoke he exhales is not the pungent second-hand smoke, but a cool fragrance with a faint mint flavor.
"Are you leaving?" Feeling that he seemed to want to say something, Qian Jianmu asked softly.
Ayatsuji Yukito gave him a cold look.
"You have a nice idea."
“…”
"I saw Dazai Osamu yesterday." His tone and expression were indifferent, with a special feeling of world-weariness and weariness. Even if it was something important that he had to mention deliberately, his expression did not fluctuate. He just narrated calmly: "He must have encountered something. Be careful of Dazai Osamu."
"...Be careful, Osamu Dazai?"
"Um."
Ayatsuji Yukito did not say where his reasoning came from. His gaze became increasingly deep, as if he saw the same look on Kuroki's desk as when he saw Dazai Osamu yesterday.
The sky is gloomy, it is the time of evil. Dazai Osamu was sitting on the stone fence by the river. He seemed to hear his footsteps and looked back at him with red eyes in boredom.
One glance, just one glance, and Ayatsuji Yukihiko felt a slight chill in his heart. It wasn't bone-chilling, but it made him shiver inexplicably. He found a familiar sense of déjà vu in this look, a sense of déjà vu that had occurred to him in the past when he was reasoning about criminals. It was a desperate, dark, bottomless void. Often after such emotions, an unprecedented determination will arise. Then abandon everything you once had and create a huge event that will overturn your life.
He moved his lips, not knowing where the weirdness came from, nor why he mentioned this matter to Qian Jianmu on a whim. Everything flashed through his mind again and again, and the inexplicable and ominous judgment became more and more clear.
"Be careful Dazai Osamu."
After saying that, he looked at Qian Jianmu again and was silent for a moment.
"Never mind. It's up to you."
Anyway, with Chijianmu's personality, even if they held a knife and threatened to stab him, he would let them do the violence, and would even ask in a friendly manner what happened. As long as he doesn't have outright malice or harbor ill will towards other people in the shrine, Sengenmaku is surprisingly easy to talk to.
Because the Thousand Walls have never been seen angry, the 'Angry Thousand Walls' is like an uncertain black area that requires longer events, or more sinister events, to be gradually unlocked.
Qian Jianmu blinked his golden eyes, which he had become accustomed to, and tilted his head innocently.
Ayatsuji Yukito gave him a cold look, without the energy to explain.
He seems very smart at first glance, but after getting to know him for a long time, I found out that he is a big fool. I am speechless.
Qian Jianmu seemed to be scolded by a look again:? ? ?
**
"… That's about it. Anyway, the result is that everything has been settled. All 113 people have been arrested. Is there anything else, Mr. Mori?"
The brown-haired boy in a black suit jacket stood behind the huge French window on the top floor of the Port Mafia with a blank expression.
"Oh! You did a great job. But..."
Mori Ogai tilted his head, as if casually:
"Has anything happened to you recently? You don't seem to be in a good mood."
“…No, I just feel bored. Besides, working with a little slug isn’t a very pleasant thing. After a while, you’ll start to feel that way. Even though we’ve written so much about “Weekly Chuuya the Unyielding One”, he’s still stubbornly alive. It’s really frustrating to watch…”
With cold sweat running down his forehead, Mori Ogai listened to Dazai Osamu's resentful muttering and recalled the recent task list. Although he didn't feel that the two people worked together very often, he decided to keep them away for the time being.
The next moment, he suddenly had an idea and remembered that the next person to be summoned by Dazai Osamu was Nakahara Chuuya. Mori Ogai slowly raised his head and sure enough, he saw Nakahara Chuuya near the door. He had been silently enduring the whole process for Mori Ogai's sake, but was about to commit violence.
Oh, that's bad.
On the one hand, he began to feel sorry for the mafia facilities that were about to be destroyed, but on the other hand, Mori Ogai smiled as if he was going to enjoy the show.
"Ah, it seems that I am too tired."
"…So, I want to take a few days off. Is that okay with you?" Then, after a long period of muttering, Dazai Osamu revealed his true intentions.
“……?” A question mark slowly appeared above Mori Ogai’s head.
First of all, what difference does it make whether you take leave or not?
Secondly, your tone doesn't sound like you're asking for leave.
"Hey! How do you talk to the boss?!"
Nakahara Chuuya couldn't help but rush forward. Dazai Osamu, who had already noticed his presence, looked at him sadly and rubbed the non-existent goose bumps on his arms as if he was disgusted.
"Oh no, the dwarf showed up."
"Are you much taller than me?" Nakahara Chuuya questioned loudly.
Dazai Osamu smiled calmly, as if he was determined and showed a very confident expression:
"Ah, I'm not worried about that, because I've cursed you with ten years of my life so that you won't grow taller. It's such a fair request, the gods will surely agree, right?"
After thinking quickly, Nakahara Chuuya became furious.
"You guy, you actually want to win twice?"
"Ah... I've been discovered. It's really hard to deal with this smart little dwarf..." Dazai Osamu showed a frustrated expression.
Seeing that the two men were about to fight, Mori Ogai had had enough of the fun and slowly interrupted.
"Dazai, just do whatever you want to do. Chuuya, did anything go wrong with the previous mission?"
He resolved the conflict as skillfully as if he were separating two animals that were howling at each other. Dazai Osamu raised his eyebrows and said nothing. His expression was terrifyingly calm. He turned around quietly, the wind blowing through the corners of his black coat, and he walked away very cleanly and neatly.
After such a commotion, although Mori Ogai felt something was wrong, he did not take it as a big deal. After all, Dazai Osamu's illness had been going on for a while. However, Nakahara Chuuya showed a somewhat suspicious expression, but the confusion was soon put aside as he recalled the despicable behavior of this man in the past, and the slight unusualness was buried under the heavy daily life.
He walked through the dark corridors, ignoring the lower-level members who bowed. Dazai Osamu walked calmly through the complex port mafia. He has been in a bad mood these days. Even if he says nothing, it makes people feel scared. His face doesn't look very good either. Dazai Osamu's armed forces even suspect that he is sick. The concern they want to express is suppressed by his eyes. The hair on their backs stand up and they break out in a cold sweat.
Seeing his subordinates hesitant to speak, Dazai Osamu's expression became even colder. He sent them away casually and stood alone at the bulletproof glass door of the Port Mafia building with his fingers on the metal handle.
"It doesn't matter if nothing happens, right?"
Such a sentence flashed through his mind, but he quickly deleted it. The coldness on his face became deeper and deeper, and his pale hand with blue blood flowing out exerted force and pushed the door open.
The cold wind made the corners of his clothes rustle and blew through his heavy clothes. Although it was an invisible wind, it gave him a suffocating feeling.
He touched his chest.
There is a very important thing there, which is called an urban legend and is a treasure that countless people are fanatically pursuing. But for him, even just three days ago, Dazai Osamu thought it was just nonsense from a delusional person.
--Book.
A universal wishing machine that can fulfill any wish.
A chronic poison exclusive to Dazai Osamu.
"What do you want to do?" He muttered to himself with a gloomy look in his eyes.
The book did not answer, only dark clouds and heavy rain were approaching.
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