Dazai Osamu woke up from his dream. He hadn't slept for a long time, but now he had a deep sleep.

He vaguely remembered that he had a dream, but he couldn't remember what the dream was about. The only thing that dream left him with was a warm feeling surrounding his body.

What made him feel so warm? Dazai Osamu lowered his eyes slightly. He had just woken up from a dream, but his eyes were clear. He actually realized what he had dreamed about and what he had forgotten.

Suddenly, Dazai realized something was wrong.

What about the bandage on your eyes?

Dazai Osamu was almost surprised to find that the bandage around his left eye had disappeared. The feeling of looking at the outside world with his eyes after a long absence made him feel a little uncomfortable for a moment.

Who removed his bandages? Was it Chuuya?

Dazai's first reaction was that Nakahara Chuuya had removed his bandages, but he quickly rejected this possibility. After he "killed" Mr. Mori and took over, Chuuya had become much more distant from him, and it was impossible for him to remove his bandages.

After contemplating for a while, Dazai Osamu still couldn't think of anyone who was close enough to him to remove his bandages without waking him up.

Frowning slightly, Dazai Osamu wanted to press the button on his desk to call Akutagawa Gin, but he quickly came to his senses from his thoughts and realized something was wrong.

He was not in the chief's office where he had always kept a closed door, but in an office that he was very familiar with, but the last time he was here was four years ago.

That was his office when he was still a quasi-cadre.

Dazai Osamu was stunned, and an incredible thought came into his mind.

In the office of the quasi-cadre period, there were no bandages to cover the eyes...

Dazai Osamu subconsciously looked at his clothes, which had returned to the appearance of the quasi-cadre period, and there was an obvious book-shaped object placed in the inner pocket of the clothes on his chest.

He reached into the inner pocket of his clothes, and a book with the cover of "The Complete Suicide Manual" appeared in front of him. When he opened the book, it was the "book" he was familiar with.

Dazai Osamu's usually calm heart began to beat rapidly and uncontrollably, and the incredible thought in his mind became stronger and stronger.

Taking a deep breath, Dazai Osamu tried his best to keep his expression normal, but his trembling hands still gave him away. He put the "book" back to its original place, fumbled around on his body for a while, and took out his cell phone from his pocket.

Dazai Osamu figured out his own lock screen password in three seconds and quickly opened the address book page of his mobile phone. When he saw the note of the number at the top of the address book page, he felt extremely complicated emotions.

Emotions such as joy, surprise, fear, regret, hesitation, and guilt appeared in his heart. These emotions mixed together and made Dazai Osamu feel like vomiting.

[Chun Jun]

The only miracle among the eight trillion parallel worlds belongs to Jun-kun, Dazai Osamu.

Dazai Osamu pursed his lips tightly. He saw a familiar number next to Kiyohara Jun's number in the address book, but this number would never appear in the address book of him as the leader of the port mafia.

[Odasaku]

At this moment, Dazai Osamu still couldn't understand why the bandage on his eyes disappeared, why he appeared in the office of the quasi-cadre period, and why his clothes changed into those of the quasi-cadre period.

He appeared in the body of the luckiest Dazai Osamu, but no one knew where the luckiest Dazai Osamu had gone.

[It’s the leader!!!]

[Damn, the production team really released this OVA, a day when the leader Zai and Dazai swap bodies! ]

[Wuwuwu, from today on, the production team is my dad! 】

[Look at the leader's expression after seeing Jun and Odasaku's phone numbers. I feel so sorry for him qaq]

[I don’t know whether this OVA is lucky or unfortunate for the leader. It’s a miracle that only happens for one day.]

[Chief Zai, my Chief Zai, wuwuwu]

Just when Dazai Osamu realized that he had appeared in the body of the luckiest Dazai Osamu, he subconsciously sensed his body, but did not detect any trace of the existence of another person.

Could it be that their bodies were swapped?

Before Dazai Osamu could think more, the cell phone in his hand rang.

Dazai Osamu subconsciously looked down at his phone. A number without any remarks was flashing on the phone, but he was very familiar with this number.

His hand hesitated between the answer button and the hang up button for a while. Dazai Osamu finally paused for a moment and then moved his finger to the answer button.

After the call was answered, the voice of Nakahara Chuuya came from the phone.

"Dazai!!! You bastard!!!" Nakahara Chuuya yelled on his phone, "How dare you let me and Jun go!!!"

Hearing the long-lost roar of Nakahara Chuuya, Dazai Osamu was slightly dazed for a moment, then lowered his eyes and spoke in a tone that he had not used for a long time.

"Chuuya~ Don't be angry. It is said that people who are often angry will lose the opportunity to grow taller at the age of 23~" Dazai Osamu's face was emotionless, but his voice was extremely surging, "I just accidentally overslept, I didn't intend to let you and Jun-kun's pigeons go."

When he mentioned "Jun-kun", Dazai Osamu paused slightly.

"Really?" Hearing what Dazai Osamu said, the originally furious Nakahara Chuuya was stunned for a moment, and his anger disappeared in an instant, "If you are always angry, will you lose the opportunity of the 23rd Triumph?"

You know, ever since his height stopped growing, Nakahara Chuuya heard the saying "Twenty-three, a leap forward" from somewhere, and he has always believed that he can still grow a little taller when he is twenty-three.

"Of course -" Dazai Osamu said in a long voice, " - I was lying to you!"

"You haven't grown any taller in the past ten years, you little dwarf. Do you remember that one time when you were leaving get off work, your sports car had a flat tire?" Dazai Osamu's voice was full of laughter. "That was because of my curse."

Nakahara Chuuya was furious for a moment, then he froze in place again.

"Curse?" Zhongyuan Zhongye asked hesitantly, "Why didn't I know that you have the ability to cast a curse?"

"That's not important." Dazai Osamu said casually, and he said in a mysterious tone, "What's important is that I cast a curse that day."

"What curse?" After hearing what Dazai Osamu said, Nakahara Chuuya couldn't help but hold his breath.

"The curse is 'I am willing to not grow taller for the next ten years, Chuuya, in exchange for a flat tire on his sports car when he gets off work today.'" Dazai Osamu revealed the answer, his voice full of schadenfreude, "The curse has come true, so Chuuya, you won't grow taller for the next ten years!"

After saying this, a slight ripple appeared on Dazai Osamu's expressionless face.

He actually didn't want to chat about these things with Chuuya in this world, but after saying these things that only Dazai Osamu in this world knew, even if the intuitive Chuuya found something wrong, he would not guess that the person inside this shell had changed.

"What???" Nakahara Chuuya couldn't help but yell, "Dazai, you bastard, you actually dared to use... Wait, that's not right! The reason I had a flat tire that day was because someone put a micro bomb on my tire, and the surveillance camera in the garage captured you sneaking around my car!"

"Okay, Chuuya." Kiyohara Jun looked at Nakahara Chuuya, who was arguing with Dazai on the phone even though he was reminding Dazai to come down quickly, and said helplessly, "Let Dazai go downstairs first. If he doesn't come downstairs, our schedule for today will be postponed."

"Okay." Nakahara Chuuya suppressed his anger, nodded to Kiyohara Jun, then turned around and yelled into the phone, "Did you hear what Jun said? Come downstairs quickly! Don't let Jun and I wait for you like fools at the door of the building!"

“Okay, okay, Chuuya is still as irritable as ever.” Dazai Osamu’s voice was full of laziness and helplessness, “I’ll go downstairs now—”

After the call was hung up, Dazai Osamu's face showed a hint of emotion, and then returned to an expressionless state.

"Jun-kun..." Dazai Osamu repeated Kiyohara Jun's name in a low voice. He was not sure whether Kiyohara Jun would recognize that he was not the Dazai Osamu of this world when they first met, whether he would think he was a thief when he recognized that he was not the Dazai Osamu of this world, whether he would treat him coldly or even attack him.

But anyway...

Dazai Osamu reached out and rubbed his face. He adjusted his expression and revealed a smiling face that he hadn't shown for a long time.

Dazai Osamu stood up and put on the coat hanging on the side. Before walking out of the office, he glanced at his mobile phone. A smiling face was reflected on the dark screen of the phone.

I should be able to fool Chuuya. Dazai Osamu thought so, put away his phone, and walked out of the office.

Dazai Osamu didn't understand why he subconsciously pretended to be the Dazai Osamu of this world. He could have revealed his identity and then worked with Junjun to find a way to return to his original world. After all, there were plans waiting for him to implement in his original world.

In this way, he can have the opportunity to get along with Chunjun without being disliked by Chunjun.

But now, he pretended to be Dazai Osamu from this world. If Junjun found out, he would most likely turn against him.

Dazai Osamu kept a smiling expression on his face, but his heart sank along with the elevator.

The elevator door opened, Dazai Osamu walked out of the elevator door slowly, and after walking around several corridors, the door of the Port Mafia building appeared in front of him.

Outside the door, a familiar figure and an extremely unfamiliar figure were standing there.

Hearing the footsteps, the owner of the unfamiliar figure turned around.

"Dazai."

Dazai Osamu saw the young man with white hair and golden eyes shouting his name against the light.