Chapter 66: Join the Fight
"Mr. Dazai!"
Dazai Osamu was lying on the sofa, he raised his neck lazily and glanced, "Ryunosuke is back."
"Yes, Mr. Dazai, I just got home from school." Akutagawa Ryunosuke put down his schoolbag. His face was a little redder now than when they first met.
After Dazai Osamu had almost recovered from the injuries of Ryunosuke Akutagawa and his group, he invited several teachers to teach them. Ryunosuke Akutagawa has a good learning ability and is now able to go to school to study.
The teacher reported his learning situation. He was not so good at foreign languages and mathematics, but was better at Chinese and history. Kuroko Tetsuya would occasionally give Akutagawa Ryunosuke some pointers. After all, he was best at modern and classical Chinese, which were related to Chinese and history.
Akutagawa Ryunosuke came to him every day, eager to learn.
When it comes to foreign language subjects, he often asks Sawada Tsunayoshi about them, and he can talk to Kuroro about literature for a long time.
Dazai is good at the management department, but he has no intention of teaching it. As for Yuji Itadori, he is even more difficult with science.
So when it comes to science, Akutagawa Ryunosuke usually asks whoever he sees. After all, Sawada Tsunayoshi and others are better at it than Akutagawa Ryunosuke.
"Tomorrow is the weekend, do you have anything to do? Do you want to go shopping with Gin and the others? Do you have any plans to go out and play with your classmates?" Dazai Osamu acted like a parent.
Akutagawa Ryunosuke replied in a serious tone, "There is nothing to do tomorrow. Gin and Kiku have to continue their review. I am not familiar with my classmates, so we have no plans to go out and play."
"Be more lively." Dazai Osamu sat up with the help of his waist strength, yawned lazily, and asked: "Have you finished your homework?"
"I still have English and math to finish, but I can finish them tonight."
"Very good." Dazai Osamu was deeply relieved.
"Mr. Dazai, where are Mr. Sawada and the others?"
"Yuhito and the others think you call them old." Dazai Osamu complained casually, and replied: "Tsunayoshi and Tetsu are also composing music, Yuhito is trying out instruments, and Kuroro should still be thinking about how to complete his transformation."
Akutagawa Ryunosuke knew that they were preparing for a new album, "Dazai-san, have you finished it?"
Dazai Osamu's expression fell, and he turned over on the sofa, buried his face in the pillow, and said sullenly: "No! But I have been thinking about it for the whole morning, I need to rest!"
Akutagawa Ryunosuke was at a loss. Before he could figure out how to comfort him, Dazai Osamu had revived and jumped off the sofa. "As the saying goes, inspiration comes from life. How can you get inspiration if you stay at home all day?"
Dazai Osamu patted Akutagawa Ryunosuke's shoulder and said, "How about this, I'll give you a practical assignment."
Blinking in confusion, Akutagawa Ryunosuke didn't understand what finding inspiration had to do with assigning practical homework, but he still responded: "Okay, Mr. Dazai."
"Let's go volunteer together."
Leibo Street.
The sheep and the port mafia are in opposition.
After hearing what the captain of the Port Mafia team said, the lambs all fell silent.
"Are they trying to let our guard down?"
"The Committee? The name of the new organization they want to integrate?"
"Is this true? Do we not have to fight anymore?"
The lambs' doubts were about to overwhelm Leibo Street.
Zhong Yuanzhong, who was outside, was even more confused. Looking at the application form handed to him, he didn't know whether he should take it.
Captain: "Take it first, I'll introduce it to you."
Is there any poison on the paper? The kind that will kill you if you touch it?
Nakahara Chuuya looked at him suspiciously.
The captain realized that his behavior was inappropriate and took back the application form. "Then let me introduce you first, and then you can decide whether you want to join."
"The leader of our organization is a fan of Eclipse. In order to assist the idol's charity work, we have specially sent people to eliminate the disobedient organizations in Leibo Street."
Zhongyuan Zhongye understood every word, but when they were put together, Zhongyuan Zhongye felt it was extremely strange.
It's ooc.
"Of course, we are not unreasonable people. We will not start beating people right away. We have carefully questioned the previous organizations. We welcome those who sincerely join the committee and give them certain preferential treatment in the future construction of Leibo Street. Those who are insincere and have bad intentions will be treated differently."
"The Yokohama Leibo Street Special Governance Committee is responsible for many matters, including but not limited to maintaining order, distributing supplies, and safety inspections. The specific process will be explained in detail after you join."
"What do you think?"
Nakahara Chuuya was uncomfortable with the captain calling him "you" all the time. He didn't really understand this. "Do you really have to join?"
"You are one of the best psychics in Leibo Street. It would be best if you could join. Moreover, after joining the committee, the Port Mafia will give you protection." The captain's eyes swept across the lamb that was poking its head out from behind Nakahara Chuuya.
It sounds good, but Nakahara Chuuya cannot believe the promise of a criminal organization.
"The Port Mafia is a well-known organization in Yokohama. We can't possibly destroy our reputation."
What a reputation the Mafia has.
Nakahara Chuuya continued to complain in his heart.
He replied, “I need to consult with the members of the Sheep before I can give you an answer.”
"Of course, we can wait outside."
You guys aren't leaving yet, are you?
Nakahara Chuuya suppressed his inner complaints and turned back to listen to the lambs' suggestions. This matter involved everyone and he couldn't make the decision alone.
As soon as he stepped into the door, Nakahara Chuuya was pulled to the center by Shirase, his eyes were shining, "Chuuya, promise them."
The lambs, some expectant, some confused, some nervous, all cast all kinds of eyes towards Zhongyuan Zhongye.
"Are you sure? Have you discussed this?"
Shirase: "He didn't tell me what the consequences would be if I didn't join, did he? What if I have to exterminate the sheep if I don't join? Even if there's a conspiracy, you're still here."
What Nakahara Chuuya wanted to say was blocked by the last sentence. He was silent for a while, "There are always places I can't take care of."
"It just so happens that the Port Mafia will provide protection."
For a moment, he actually felt that there was some truth in it.
Shirase pressed the issue: "Are you worried that this will undermine your position? Of course, you are the only one we trust the most! You will protect us, right?"
"I've never worried about these things." Nakahara Chuuya said in a deep voice, "Of course I will protect you."
"Then join me, I'll go out with you."
Seeing that no one else had any intention of refusing, Nakahara Chuuya nodded randomly and was pulled out by Shirase.
The captain knew that the matter was accomplished when he saw the joy on Shirase's face.
Shirase took the application form and the pen. He could write, so he wrote "Yang" in the "Organization" column. After hesitating for a moment, he wrote "Nakahara Chuuya" in the "Leader" column.
Nakahara Chuuya, who was standing by the railing, was pulled down by Shirase's sleeve and said in a strange tone: "Come here, you are the leader, let's take a look at this application form together."
The application form doesn't contain much content and it takes less than two minutes to fill it out. Then you put your fingerprint on it and the matter is done.
The captain put away the completed form and said, "Once we have notified everyone, someone will come to hand out volunteer service armbands and assign tasks to everyone when the work officially begins. Please be patient during this time."
"good."
I watched people leave and return to the base. After a while, I heard the sound of bangs again. I wonder who again doesn't want to join the committee sincerely.
Except for the Sheep Organization, this team is only going to wipe out small organizations, while other stronger organizations will be dealt with by special teams of psychics.
"It's money, it's all money." Mori Ogai felt suffocated with pain.
"Isn't the money I gave you enough?" Kuroro closed the French book, not understanding Mori Ogai's mentality.
"It hurts because there's too much money." Mori Ogai felt sad whenever he thought about how many weapons he could buy with this money, but now it has to be used for charity projects.
Chrollo was speechless.
"If it weren't for the renovation of Leibo Street, this money would never have passed through your hands. Isn't it better to think this way?"
"No, it's even worse." This made Mori Ogai more deeply aware of the nature of his poverty.
The stingy adult put his hands together and looked at the calm boy. Mori Ogai was curious: "You are not from Yokohama, so how did you think of improving Leibo Street?"
He claimed to be the protector of Yokohama, but he never thought about improving Raibo Street, the festering wound on the land of Yokohama. Thinking of this, he felt a little ashamed. This emotion was fleeting.
Leibo Street is ultimately a government problem.
"I thought you weren't going to ask."
Mori Ogai: "Your control skills won't make me lose my desire to explore."
"There aren't so many reasons. If you insist on giving me a reason, it could be that I wanted to find a legitimate reason to spend money, or that I couldn't bear to see the terrible living conditions there, or that I wanted to use this as a way to hype myself up and expand my reputation."
"All you have to do is to complete my current idea. As for other things, such as protecting Yokohama, maintaining the status of the Port Mafia, etc., as long as it does not conflict with my interests, I have no interest in it."
Mori Ogai: "It's true that the younger generation pushes the older generation out. Are all of you kids so scary?"
Not to mention intelligence, he thought of Dazai Osamu, whom he had met once before. No one would not be tempted by the ability to nullify it.
Kuroro smiled and said, "Don't ask so many questions. Have you finished reviewing the documents?"
Mori Ogai, whose desk is piled with documents because of Kuroro's plan: ...
Mori Ogai buried his head in a pile of documents.
Kuroro withdrew his gaze, his thoughtful eyes fixed on the empty space with no solid point.
The situation in Leibo Street was much better than that in Meteor Street, and it was much easier to deal with than he had imagined. The biggest problem was money, and then the mixed forces involved.
"Among the forces that are intervening in Leibo Street, we can keep a few active ones to show the government how hard we have worked to improve the environment of Leibo Street."
Mori Ogai quickly signed a document and replied, "There's no need to keep them. There are a few people in Leibo Street who are really volatile and difficult to eliminate. It's not something that can be done in a short time to integrate the forces among them. The domestic ones are not so bad, the most troublesome ones are the foreign forces."
Kuroro opened and closed his lips, and finally said with disgust: "That's really awesome." How could they be so low as to allow people from other countries to run wild in their territory.
"Haven't you already contracted the land on Leibo Street? Do you still need this kind of show?" Mori Ogai said, rubbing his brows. "You have gone beyond the scope of charity, and those people don't think there is anything wrong with it."
"Let's throw the hot potato away first. They've got the money and they're definitely not going to give it back."
"And hard work needs to be shown. It's useless if others can't see it." Kuroro nodded his chin and continued, "Let me think about it. We don't have to wait until everything is cleared before starting the reconstruction work. We can do it simultaneously. Let me see how quickly it can be completed."
"It's your money, you decide."
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