Chapter 18
"Dazai-kun..." Mori Ogai was sitting upright behind his desk, holding a pen in his hand, but he was interrupted just as he opened his mouth.
"No." Dazai Osamu refused decisively.
Mori Ogai shook his head helplessly: "Dazai-kun refused before I even said anything?"
"Because it must be troublesome for Mr. Mori to ask me to do something." Dazai Osamu swung his legs leisurely. Although it was not a very elegant posture, he looked so casual that it did not match his age.
Mori Ogai, who was once a beauty at the University of Tokyo, was impressed by Dazai-kun's outstanding appearance and smiled without any exaggeration: "Really? I thought these troubles for other people were just a piece of cake for Dazai-kun."
Even though he was praised by Mori Ogai, Dazai Osamu did not show any expression of happiness. His expression did not change at all, and a faint sense of world-weariness always surrounded him: "It seems that I was right. It is a big trouble."
After saying this, Dazai suddenly jumped up from his chair, jumped up and down for a few times, then suddenly turned his head and looked into Mori Osamu's bloodshot eyes with a dark look, saying, "Mr. Mori needs me to persuade Douma to volunteer to be the executioner who removes the rotten flesh for the port mafia."
Mori Ogai was not surprised that Dazai guessed his thoughts. He nodded calmly and said, "That is indeed what I thought."
After Mori Ogai nodded in agreement, the atmosphere in the office suddenly became tense.
The two looked at each other for a while before Dazai lowered his eyelids to hide the sarcasm in his eyes. He had seen through the shameful plots and schemes of Mori Oo.
The more obvious ones are that he made full use of Douma, and when Douma was no longer useful or was not obedient enough to backfire, these would become irrefutable evidence of his crimes. For example, he killed the previous leader with his own hands, but then he chose to strike first because he was afraid that the previous leader's loyal followers would retaliate against him.
As for Mori Ogai's deeper plan, it is about Dazai Osamu. When necessary, contacting Douma this time will only be his personal action and has nothing to do with Mori Ogai.
Tsk, who knows when he will be swept away by the Mori Owl like a garbage can.
Dazai Osamu thought: He is always setting traps for me to fall into, worthy of being called Mr. Mori~
Although he had seen through Mori Osamu's intention of killing two birds with one stone, Dazai Osamu, as one of the birds, should not have been so excited. However, the excitement of dancing on the edge of a knife made it impossible for him to restrain himself from doing it.
"Well, who made it impossible for me to refuse Mr. Mori's request?" Dazai Osamu seemed to have forgotten that he had rejected Mori Ogai decisively a few minutes ago, and now he was shamelessly lying with his eyes open.
Even before leaving the office, Dazai approached Alice from behind quietly, intending to give her a big 'surprise'.
Having successfully achieved his goal, Mori Ooga watched Dazai Osamu and Alice playing with a smile on his face, and was very calm and didn't say a word to remind them.
After all, if he didn't let Dazai-kun vent his anger on his humanoid ability first, he would be in trouble with Dazai-kun in the end. Thinking of Dazai Osamu's past achievements, even Mori Ogai couldn't help but feel a little scalp-tingling.
So, by the time Alice, who was sitting defenselessly on the carpet and scribbling on the drawing paper with a crayon, noticed the shadow cast above her head, it was too late.
The violent little Lolita subconsciously threw a punch backwards.
At first glance, it looks like a cute little fist hitting your chest, but in fact, if this fist hits hard, it is guaranteed to shred your intestines.
It was Dazai, the devil who was her nemesis, who had touched her! The touch of her fist told Alice so, and she lost consciousness the next second.
The beautiful blonde girl disappeared along with her clothes. She, no, it should be said that it was eliminated by Dazai Osamu's [No Longer Human].
Of course, Dazai's management was intact, and the magic defense was maxed out, which was unreasonable.
Mori Owl, who had been prepared, summoned Alice out again the moment she disappeared.
As soon as Alice landed, she rushed towards Mori Ogai with a face full of anger. She stretched out her finger and poked Mori Ogai's waist fiercely, complaining unhappily: "Damn Rintaro, how dare you not remind me that it's the devil Dazai."
As for the culprit behind her disappearance, Dazai Osamu? Well... Alice mustered up the courage to sneak a glance in Dazai's direction, but Dazai caught her right in the act.
She immediately jumped behind the owl like a frightened little rabbit and hid herself very well, with only a piece of her red skirt exposed.
"Hahaha..." Dazai Osamu couldn't help but burst into laughter when he saw Alice looking like a little animal who hadn't hidden her tail well.
After laughing for a long time, Dazai stretched out his finger with a white bandage and wiped away the tears from his eyes. He added maliciously, "Alice-chan, I'll play this disappearing magic with you when I come back."
Hearing this, the red skirt that was not hidden properly shook noticeably. It was obvious that Alice was really afraid of Dazai Osamu.
After teasing Alice, Dazai Osamu said goodbye to Mori Ogai with a refreshed spirit, and went straight to Douma's dormitory after leaving the office.
According to Dazai Osamu's previous understanding, Douma's schedule is very monotonous and regular. At this time, he is most likely resting in the dormitory. Especially recently, the atmosphere inside the port mafia has been very tense. In this case, the probability of Douma wandering around is even lower.
Facts have proved that Dazai's guess was correct.
When Dazai Osamu stood at the door of Douma's dormitory and was about to knock, Douma was indeed lying dead inside.
When the sound of strange footsteps came through the door, Douma thought he was hallucinating because his sense of smell told him that there was no one outside.
And when there was a knock on the door, he could no longer deceive himself. It was not an illusion, there really was someone outside, or rather, not a human!
Thinking of this, Douma couldn't help but shudder and quickly wrapped himself tightly in the quilt.
As we all know, quilts are magical and immune to all magical, physical and other supernatural attacks. No ghost (whisper) can break through this absolute defense!
At this time, Douma still remembered the fact that he was no longer a human being but a ghost, but the problem was, how could a physical cannibal ghost be the same as Piao? The degree of horror was completely on a different level.
Especially the Japanese ghosts are so scary, who knows if there are ghosts in this two-dimensional world, wuwuwu, Sister Kayako dominates the world.
Just when Douma couldn't help but think of the familiar female ghost, the boy's voice coming from outside the door made him stunned. Why did this voice seem familiar?
"Hello - Douma-kun, are you in there?" Dazai Osamu slammed the door so hard that it made a loud noise, and the elegance and handsomeness he had just shown was immediately ruined.
When it comes to destroying one's own image, Dazai Osamu is an expert at it and no one can match him.
Ah... Douma listened to the noise outside and suddenly realized something.
He coughed silently and crawled out from under the quilt awkwardly. His face, which was usually as pale as a dead person, became much rosier, with a faint blush on his cheeks.
It was so embarrassing. Douma slapped himself in his heart, quickly changed his wrinkled clothes, and calmed his unnatural expression before he walked forward and opened the door.
Sure enough, the person standing outside was Dazai Osamu.
"Sorry, I just fell asleep." Douma, whose mind was full of 2D junk, naturally made a gesture of invitation to Dazai Osamu: "Dazai-kun, please come in."
Dazai Osamu walked into the room and said in a surprised tone, "I am so flattered that Douma-kun knows my name."
“……” Douma was defeated by Dazai Osamu’s exaggerated acting skills. His instinct to embarrass others almost made him dig out a large building of Hong Kong black with his toes on the spot.
Dazai Osamu turned around and saw Douma, who had a fake smile on his face just now, looking at him expressionlessly. The fake playful smile also disappeared completely, and his movements were so fast that it seemed as if he had learned the skill of changing faces.
The serious-looking Dazai Osamu was like a different person from the one just now. His iris-colored eyes were dull and lifeless, and one glance at them would send chills down one's spine. If one looked into their eyes, it would be like falling into the abyss.
If Douma had just arrived in this world, he might have been frightened by Dazai Osamu's sudden change of expression, but since returning from his training in the Torture Club, his ability to withstand stress has greatly increased.
The black mud spirit nature revealed by Dazai Osamu at this moment did not scare Douma, but instead made him unable to hold back his laughter and his fangs showed.
After all, he is the most popular man in the world. Whether it is the current Kuroshikazai, the future Busanzai, or the leader of the if line, they are all very popular.
Perhaps Douma's shell was too deceptive, even Dazai Osamu, the future scriptwriter, couldn't tell that he was thinking about something unreliable. Instead, he smiled with interest because of Douma's mood swings.
He likes this kind of difficult guy, it's exciting that way.
But, is it a coincidence? Their voices are similar. Dazai Osamu narrowed his eyes as he thought about this, and because of this subtle similarity, an uncontrollable feeling of disgust surged up in his chest.
Dazai Osamu was annoyed, but he remained calm and tried to test her: "Actually, Mr. Mori saw that I had nothing to do, so he asked me to come and play with you. He told me that our voices are very similar, so I was curious."
When he said this, he looked full of energy, which was very consistent with his age of 15. He was very youthful and lovable.
"Oh." Douma couldn't help showing his dead fish eyes. This expression and tone are too fake. Do you think I haven't seen Bunno? You must be trying to trick me.
Douma skipped all the reasoning process and directly came to the correct conclusion. This unfathomable look was naturally very meaningful in Dazai Osamu's eyes.
Alas, smart people always think too much.