Chapter 19

Dazai Osamu raised his head slightly and looked into the eyes of the man in front of him who seemed to have seen through him.

Those pupils with gradient colors were beautiful, but also empty. Dazai Osamu could not catch any trace of human emotions in them.

Seeing through people's hearts was his strong point, so Dazai was sure that he was not wrong. Then he understood that this man, Douma, was a monster.

Douma, who was stamped as a monster by the script team, looked at Dazai Osamu with a misty look in his eyes, which changed several times and finally remained in a black mud state without highlights, with a subtle arc at the corner of his mouth.

Douma always felt that something bad had happened, but he had no idea what Dazai Osamu was thinking about, as they hadn't said or done anything yet.

After just a few minutes of contact, he felt extremely tired. Douma once again confirmed that he had no common language with these big guys whose minds were as cunning as sieves.

The incandescent lamp on the roof made the room as bright as day, but the atmosphere between the two was as cold as a deep night in winter, freezing cold.

The still scene was broken by Dazai Osamu's chuckle. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly and he looked very sincere, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

If someone came in at this time, he would see two fake grin monsters fighting each other on the same stage. Fortunately, no unlucky person came in and escaped this terrifying visual disaster.

Douma felt a chill on his back from Dazai Osamu's laughter, and seeing that he looked like he was eager to start something, he had no choice but to speak up so as not to let the topic be led in a strange direction by the other party. He said straight to the point: "Dazai-kun, there is no need to test me in vain. Please just tell me the purpose of your visit to me this time."

It is impossible to go around in circles. Douma knows that if he tries to go around in circles with Dazai Osamu, the scriptwriter, he will definitely be confused by him. For him, whose IQ is just at the average level, it is better to just go straight.

Hearing this, Dazai Osamu retracted his gaze that was too revealing of his true nature, and casually scanned the room with the eye that was not covered by the bandage. While supplementing Douma's information, he asked meaningfully, "Do you really not know my purpose, Douma-kun?"

Douma couldn't help but sigh when he heard Dazai Osamu's riddle. As expected, if it was so easy for him to just listen and say what he wanted, Dazai Osamu would not be Dazai Osamu anymore.

If Douma said that he had no idea about Dazai Osamu's intentions, he would be lying. The port mafia is now in turmoil due to the transition from the old to the new.

Putting aside other things, after watching so many movies, TV shows and animations, Douma still understands the principle of a new emperor and his own ministers, so it is not a good sign that Dazai Osamu comes to him at this time.

Therefore, Douma, who had some vague guesses, did not answer Dazai Osamu's question.

He just wanted to live a peaceful and stable life and find the blue spider lily by the way. He didn't want to get involved in those power struggles.

Douma's resistance was locked tightly in a shell, and the so-called window of his soul was covered with a layer of ice, making it impossible to peek inside.

These behaviors of Douma were noticed by Dazai Osamu who had been secretly observing him.

This also made Dazai Osamu more certain that Douma was not a simple person. It was not difficult to guess his purpose. After all, there were few fools who could get to this position, and Douma obviously could not be a fool.

What Dazai Osamu valued was Douma's reaction after he learned about this. He clearly guessed Mori Ogai's sinister intentions, but he didn't take it to heart at all.

The faint smile on Dazai Osamu's lips widened a little, and he looked very happy, and he was indeed happy.

Whenever he thought about the fact that under the command of Mr. Mori, the black-hearted old fox, there was such a monster that could never be controlled, he couldn't help but feel excited.

Because he couldn't wait to see Mr. Mori's expression after the monster devoured its master. Thinking of this, Dazai Osamu's smile became sweeter and more intoxicating.

Douma had no idea whether Dazai Osamu's smile was intoxicating or not, he only knew that this black mud spirit must be up to no good. Douma swallowed imperceptibly and prayed sincerely that the unlucky guy that Dazai Osamu was thinking about was not him.

What Douma didn't know was that although he wasn't the unlucky one, what Dazai Osamu was thinking about was indeed related to him.

, and the misunderstanding of him is very deep.

Noticing the change in Douma's expression, Dazai smiled apologetically: "Sorry, I just suddenly remembered something happy."

"No, it's okay." Douma shook his head with a strong desire to survive.

Dazai looked at Douma shaking his head crisply, thinking that Douma was not interested in what he was thinking, so he stopped testing him and took out a list that Mori Ogai had given him earlier from his pocket: "Douma-kun, this is what Mr. Mori asked me to give you."

As for taking the blame for Mori Owai and taking the blame on himself? Haha, Dazai Osamu was not interested in such a silly thing to do.

Let alone his blind loyalty to Mori Ouwai, even the most ordinary loyalty might be questionable.

Mori Ougai himself was also very aware of this, otherwise he would not have so easily placed such a smart and witty student in a position where he could be abandoned at any time. It was obvious that he had been on guard for a long time.

These days, it's rare to find a master and apprentice who are so active in backstabbing each other like them.

Douma slowly reached out to take it, reluctantly opened the simply folded paper, and looked down.

On the ordinary white paper, there was strong and powerful handwriting, clearly writing the names of several high-ranking officials of the port mafia. One of them was even at the cadre level, not to mention the densely packed lower-level staff below him.

Douma held the particularly heavy list in his hand and slowly let out the anger in his chest, knowing that he could not refuse this unless he wanted to disobey Mori Ogai's orders.

The consequences of disobeying Mori Gugai's orders are also obvious. Mori Gugai will definitely announce to the public that Douma is the real murderer who killed the previous leader, and let him be hunted down by all members of the Port Mafia.

With Mori Gugai plotting behind the scenes, Douma has reason to believe that the result will be that he will kill all those who oppose Mori Gugai's rise to power during his rebellion, and in the end Mori Gugai will become the new leader of the Port Mafia without any obstacles.

Damn, what a horrible ghost story this is. Douma thought expressionlessly, as expected of you, Mr. Mori is so calculating.

"I understand. Dazai-kun, please go back." Douma started to drive him away in a harsh tone. He was in a very bad mood at the moment and no longer had the patience to deal with the troublesome Dazai Osamu.

Who wouldn't be angry after being schemed against to this extent?

"What a scary expression~" Dazai Osamu said he was scared, but his expression and tone were completely different. He excitedly circled Douma and asked with interest: "Douma-kun, you are not angry, are you?"

Douma did not answer. He just looked at Dazai Osamu coldly and ignored Dazai Osamu's strange behavior. He was so tired that he no longer had the energy to continue fighting wits and courage with the black mud spirit.

Faced with bleak life choices, Douma chooses to lie down and rot. It is easy for him to ignore Dazai Osamu, because in his current cannibalistic senses, Dazai Osamu is like a lifeless stone and will not arouse his appetite in the slightest.

Although Dazai Osamu's behavior seemed to be out of line, he was actually very sensible and didn't really touch Douma's body. After all, his [No Longer Human] was not liked by people with special abilities, and he knew it very well. He would not offend others unless it was necessary.

Douma's indifferent attitude from beginning to end made Dazai Osamu feel bored. He snorted and complained half-heartedly, "What a boring guy."

“……” Douma didn’t react at all, as if he didn’t hear anything, thinking that if I bother with you, I’ll lose.

"Okay, I'm leaving~" Dazai waved his bandaged hand at Douma with a lingering expression, then walked out neatly. When holding the door handle, Dazai, who had his back to Douma, suddenly regained his composure and said in a low voice: "Douma-kun, please complete the task as soon as possible."

Noticing the change in Dazai's attitude, Douma didn't leave him alone this time. He reluctantly replied in a deep voice, "Yeah."

If the two people's voices were somewhat similar before, this time they both spoke at the same time in the same tone, and the similarity between them could not be ignored, because if an outsider heard it, they might even mistakenly think it was one person speaking.

Douma knew that the two characters were voiced by the same voice actor, and although it felt a bit strange, it was nothing special.

reaction.

On the contrary, Dazai Osamu's reaction was a little bigger. His iris-colored eyes, which were facing away from Douma, became darker. At first glance, one might even mistakenly think that he had a pair of black eyes of the abyss. Only when one looked closely could one realize that Dazai Osamu's eyes were not black, but iris-colored, which should have been very warm.

However, people have similarities, and just having a similar voice doesn't mean anything. Dazai Osamu is very sure that Douma has no blood relationship with him, but this coincidence is indeed unpleasant.

The emotionless monster sounded almost identical to his voice. Was this metaphor saying that he was also an emotionless monster? Dazai Osamu lowered his eyelids, raised a sarcastic arc at the corner of his mouth, and then he twisted his hand and left the suffocating room as if nothing had happened.

Douma, who had been watching Dazai Osamu's back, was as quiet as a cicada until the sound of the door closing rang out. He slowly exhaled as if he had come to his senses. Dazai Osamu's aura suddenly became particularly terrifying. Compared with it, the previous black mud transformation was just child's play.

I don’t know what Dazai Osamu was thinking just now. Douma pondered it for a while, and then he stopped trying to understand the script team.

He sat on the sofa, unfolded the list again, looked at the densely packed names and sneered: "How unpopular is Mr. Mori that there are so many opponents."