Chapter 35

XX orphanage.

Director Guo Gaitou accompanied the distinguished guest attentively, and softly introduced the specific situation of the orphanage. He highly recommended the children in the orphanage: "Minako is cute and has a talent for painting; Lingtaro is stronger than other children of the same age..."

In the words of the pot-head director, the children in the orphanage each have their own advantages, and he praised them to the skies. However, Douma noticed that after talking about them for a while and even starting to repeat their recommendations, he never mentioned the existence of Nakajima Atsushi from beginning to end.

What a clumsy and pathetic protection.

Douma held Yumeno Hisasaku's little hand and looked at the children who were standing in a row in front of him, looking at him with longing eyes. He couldn't help but feel pity for them: You must have worked hard to deal with such a stupid and stubborn dean.

When you have absolute strength, you don't have to be too roundabout in doing things, so Douma interrupted the nagging of the pot-covered dean and said without question: "Dean, there is no need to say more. I came here for only one purpose, and that is Nakajima Atsushi."

"You mean Dun?" Dean Guogai opened his mouth in surprise. After a long while, he closed his mouth and said reluctantly, "That child is no good. He has a bad temper, is disobedient and always deliberately causes trouble..."

The children who were eavesdropping on the side also showed expressions of resentment and jealousy.

Nakajima Atsushi was at the bottom of the food chain in their orphanage. Anyone could step on him because the director and teachers all hated him. How come an adult came to adopt him this time? All of them were better than Nakajima Atsushi!

Douma took in the children's angry reactions and speechlessly retracted his sympathy for them. He thought that there must be something hateful about pitiful people, so let the stupid principal and these crooked children torture each other.

Douma, who had run out of patience and didn't want to listen to the bullshit Dean's lies anymore, took out a card and handed it to him: "Dean, let's talk about the procedures for adopting Atsushi."

The pot-headed dean shut his mouth. His eyes were full of struggle as he looked at the bank card. Just as he raised his head and was about to verbally reject Douma's adoption request, he bumped into a pair of cold and ruthless eyes.

Those were a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, with a gradient color that was intoxicating, but the implied meaning made the pot-covered dean shudder.

Dean Guo Gaitou then realized that this distinguished guest who suddenly appeared and said he wanted to adopt Dun was not an ordinary person. Thinking of the urban legends he had heard since he was a child, he had a hunch that the person in front of him might be a monster like Dun.

If he refused, it might bring disaster to the orphanage, and as the director, he needed to be responsible for everyone.

The words of refusal came to his lips but he couldn't say them. Dean Guo Gaitou looked back at the children who were staring at him eagerly. In the end, between all the children in the hospital except Atsushi, and Nakajima Atsushi, he chose the one with more children.

Sorry, Atsushi. Dean Hot-headed drooped his eyes in guilt, but he honestly took Douma to the dean's office to handle the subsequent adoption procedures.

After all the formalities were completed, Dean Guo Gaitou took Douma and Yumeno Hisasaku to the underground confinement room, which was where Nakajima Atsushi had stayed the longest.

The heavy iron door made a harsh and piercing creaking sound. Nakajima Atsushi, who was leaning against the wall with his head buried in his legs, heard it and looked up towards the light source with a numb expression. He saw that the people who came in included not only the familiar dean, but also two strangers.

The tall figure of the man with long oak-white hair left a deep impression on Nakajima Atsushi. He quickly looked away as if he was burned, and his small body curled up into a ball and began to tremble.

The instinct of a wild animal (?) was giving him a warning. Nakajima Atsushi was so scared that he dared not raise his head. He screamed wildly in his heart: So... so scary... that man is so scary, don't... don't come over here again!!!

However, the strange footsteps did not stop in response to Nakajima Atsushi's wishes, but slowly stopped outside the locked iron railing.

The silent dean took out his key, unlocked the locked iron railing, squatted down without saying a word, opened the iron chain locked on Nakajima Atsushi's ankle, then grabbed Nakajima Atsushi's collar and pulled him up, saying coldly: "You have been adopted, leave here with him."

"Leave...leave?" Nakajima Atsushi stood there in a daze, his eyes that gradually changed color from purple to gold filled with confusion.

Even though Nakajima Atsushi longed every day for someone to take him away and give him a home, he was very overwhelmed when he heard that he was asked to leave because he grew up in an orphanage. The outside world was a complete stranger to him.

And... Nakajima Atsushi bravely looked up at the person who was said to have adopted him, and was scared like a quail again. As expected... it was still so scary!

Douma lowered his eyes and looked at Nakajima Atsushi, who was so scared that his eyes were filled with tears, and couldn't help but sigh.

It is obvious that Nakajima Atsushi saw through his "true face". I don't know whether I should praise him for being the protagonist with sharp intuition, or complain that his shell is too misleading.

Hearing the man's sigh, Nakajima Atsushi's body stiffened, and his already tense heart seemed to fall into the abyss in an instant.

An orphan like him has no value in living. Sacrificing for others and saving others is the only manifestation of his value. He cannot become a useless person.

With the teachings that were painfully engraved into his bones, Nakajima Atsushi could not bear the disappointment of others. Being affirmed seemed to have become his life goal and the reason why he could survive.

At this moment, he disappointed his adoptive parents. Nakajima Atsushi felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and for a moment he even forgot his fear of this man.

Too many emotions weighed down Nakajima Atsushi, making it hard for him to breathe. His clenched fists and untrimmed nails dug deep into his palms, but he continued to hurt himself as if he didn't feel the pain.

The dean taught Nakajima Atsushi that if he did something wrong, he should be punished, and he believed it, even though he didn't understand what he had done wrong.

Nakajima Atsushi's ears were buzzing with nervousness, and suddenly he heard a little movement. He raised his eyes slightly and saw a beautiful hand reaching out to him.

Is he going to be punished? Nakajima Atsushi is a little scared and a little expectant. If he is willing to punish him, does it mean that he is still willing to take this bad kid who disappoints the adults away?

Time slowed down in Nakajima Atsushi's eyes. He quietly waited for the punishment that was about to fall on him. His instinctive fear of pain made him close his eyes and only use his ears to capture the opponent's movements.

However, the pain he expected did not appear. Instead, he felt a gentle touch on his head. Nakajima Atsushi's tightly closed eyes opened in disbelief, staring blankly at the man who was smiling gently at him.

"I'm Douma, and I'll be your guardian from now on." Douma paused, took his hand back and placed it on the head of the noisy Yumeno Hisasaku, and then said with a warning: "This is your brother, Yumeno Hisasaku, and we'll be a family from now on."

The jealous Yumeno Hisaku felt the increasing force on his head, knowing that he was powerless, so he pouted and reluctantly stepped forward to hold Nakajima Atsushi's scarred hand: "Hello, brother."

Feeling angry, Yumeno Hisasaku deliberately increased his force, causing the wound, which had just scabbed, to burst open. The beautiful and warm red color made Yumeno Hisasaku unable to help but curl up the corners of his mouth, and he showed a malicious smile to Nakajima Atsushi at an angle that Douma couldn't see.

The pain that he was not prepared for made Nakajima Atsushi hiss uncontrollably, and he also successfully attracted Douma's attention: "What's wrong?"

"No...nothing." How could Nakajima Atsushi dare to complain? He just cowardly pulled his hand back and hid the bleeding area behind his body, not daring to let anyone see it.

However, with Douma's eyesight, how could he not see it? He accurately found the culprit and gently pinched Yumeno Kusaku's earlobe as punishment: "Be good, Kusaku."

"Oh——" Yumeno Hisasaku covered his earlobes with his hands, his drawn-out tone was filled with his inner unwillingness. Relying on his height advantage that his parents couldn't see, the look in his eyes when he stared at Nakajima Atsushi became even more terrifying.

Nakajima Atsushi, who was used to being bullied, did not react at all. His attention was all on Douma, and his originally numb eyes gradually began to light up.

Douma, who was originally extremely scary in his eyes, now seemed to have turned into a gentle angel that could glow.

'We're a family,' Nakajima Atsushi couldn't stop grinning.

The 800-meter-thick filter made Nakajima Atsushi ignore his instinctive warning. He wiped his uninjured hand vigorously on his worn-out clothes. After he felt that it was not so dirty anymore, he mustered up all his courage and stretched out his hand to Douma: "My name is Nakajima Atsushi."

Seeing this, Douma was a little surprised. Isn't Nakajima Atsushi's character timid? Why is he so proactive all of a sudden? Is this OOC?

Nakajima Atsushi's hand stopped in mid-air. Not getting a response, he tickled his toes awkwardly. His courage evaporated quickly, and his bright eyes slowly dimmed: As expected, a worthless orphan like him didn't deserve a home.

Noticing that Nakajima Atsushi was abnormal, Douma no longer cared about whether it was OOC or not. He quickly reached out and held Nakajima Atsushi's skinny little hand.

Douma felt the skinny, chicken-claw-like hand in his palm and couldn't help but sigh: What a tragic protagonist! Fortunately, I'm not a beautiful (? ) strong tragic protagonist. There are only beautiful and strong male supporting roles in the entertainment industry.

Nakajima Atsushi had no idea what Douma was thinking. His eyes lit up again, even brighter than before. He blinked desperately to prevent the tears in his eyes from overflowing.

In the warm atmosphere, Yumeno Hisasaku's gaze moved back and forth between the two people. In the end, he was very sure of one thing, that is, Nakajima Atsushi, who suddenly inserted himself between him and the God, was a scheming guy who started to act pitiful as soon as they met!

Damn it, these are all his leftovers.

Bah, you are such a smart copycat!

Of course, Yumeno Hisasaku couldn't admit defeat. He took advantage of his age to get between the two of them, wrapped his arms around Douma's thighs tightly, and raised his little butt to nudge Nakajima Atsushi schemingly.

Just like in the classroom, the teacher standing on the podium can always look down and see the little movements of the students below.

Similarly, as the only adult among the three, Douma could of course notice Yumeno Hisasaku's little movements. His heart immediately skipped a beat, and then he quickly tore off the sticky creature on his leg and put it on his arm, keeping Yumeno Hisasaku away from the others.

If you accidentally tag someone, it will be a disaster.

Because it was not very convenient, Douma simply took a quick look around. When he did not find any purple-black handprints on Nakajima Atsushi's exposed skin, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

However, Douma learned his lesson and no longer reminded Yumeno Hisasaku not to bully his brother. Otherwise, he was afraid that the little bad boy would bully Nakajima Atsushi even more. It would be better to let them be together freely for a while and see what else can be done if it doesn't work.

Douma decided to let him go for the time being and turned around to solve another problem: "The dean is busy and doesn't need to accompany us. I will take Atsushi and pack up and leave."

Dean Hot Pot Head, who had been as quiet as a chicken the whole time, was startled by being suddenly called out, and his words of rebuttal were swallowed back into his stomach after meeting Douma's cold eyes.

Dean Gao Gaitou looked deeply with complicated eyes at Nakajima Atsushi, whose heart and eyes were filled with the new guardian. In the end, he said nothing, but just nodded and left tactfully, leaving the space to them.

Before the iron gate closed, the director's voice came from the crack of the door, which was faint and getting farther and farther away: "On the night of the full moon, it is recommended that you lock the door."

Nakajima Atsushi was confused when he heard this and subconsciously became nervous.

"Don't worry." Douma smiled soothingly, and then continued to comfort: "The dungeon is where I work. I will accompany you when the time comes."

Nakajima Atsushi:?!

Douma, who had already equated the dungeon of the port mafia with his happy hometown, did not notice the shock on Nakajima Atsushi's face. He waited until the pot-headed dean walked away before he went to the basement with a child in one hand.

"Atsushi, where is the reading room of the orphanage?" Douma asked casually, "Can you take me to visit it?"

Nakajima Atsushi's brain froze, but he came back to his senses immediately when he heard his name. The feeling of being needed made him feel satisfied. He nodded desperately: "I know where it is. I can take you there."

The sensitive Yumeno Hisasaku looked up at Douma. Although there was no evidence, he had a feeling that Douma attached great importance to the reading room, so he was very obedient and did not make trouble. Instead, he followed Nakajima Atsushi who was leading the way in front of him and walked in quietly, which was unusual for him.

When they arrived at the destination, Nakajima Atsushi's eyes lit up and he looked like he was asking for praise.

Douma patted Nakajima Atsushi's thin shoulder generously: "Thank you, you did a good job."

It was just a bland compliment and a very ordinary pat on the shoulder, but Nakajima Atsushi, who had never had the experience of being affirmed by an adult, was so excited that his cheeks turned red and the corners of his mouth almost stretched to his ears.

Yumeno Hisasaku, who was standing aside with his arms folded over his chest, rolled his eyes and truly thought that this annoying guy was stupid.

Noticing the disdainful look in Yumeno Hisasaku's eyes, Nakajima Atsushi shook his head embarrassedly and smiled at Yumeno Hisasaku good-temperedly.

After receiving the signal from Nakajima Atsushi that he was in favor of the situation, Yumeno Hisasaku immediately turned his head away childishly and said in a very loud voice, "Humph!"

Douma didn't care about the quarrel between the two children. His mind was now completely focused on this small reading room.

He could no longer remember whether it was mentioned in the original novel or in the fan fiction, but there was a saying that the "book" had appeared in the reading room of the orphanage where Nakajima Atsushi was before it fell into the hands of the Special Powers Division.

Regardless of whether this news is true or false, Douma will not miss any possibility.

After all, what if?

Well, Nakajima Atsushi is also the protagonist of "Bungo Stray Dogs" and the beacon for finding the "book" in the prophecy. No one can say for sure whether he has received any special treatment.

This legendary reading room is not big, and there are not many books inside. Douma pulls out the books one by one and reads them, fearing that he will miss a great opportunity if he is not careful.

However, as time passed, the number of books that Douma had not checked became fewer and fewer, but he still did not find the "book" he was looking for.

Not until he opened the last book and checked it did Douma close his eyes in disappointment. It really was impossible to get the "book" so easily.

I just don’t know whether the news that the “book” once appeared here is false, or whether it once appeared but has now left.

After thinking for a while, Douma asked without hope, "Dun, have you ever read a book that left a deep impression on you and resonated with you?"

This question was very vague, but Nakajima Atsushi, who asked the question, immediately understood what Douma meant, because he had indeed read a book that he could not forget.

"There is such a book. I remember it was "The Moon in the Mountain." Nakajima Atsushi did not hide it. He nodded and admitted shyly, "Although I don't quite understand the deep meaning inside, I think it's a very good story."

Douma: ...

Isn't "The Record of the Mountain and Moon" one of Nakajima Atsushi's representative works in the three-dimensional world? It is also the origin of Nakajima Atsushi's special ability "Moon Beast" in this two-dimensional world.

Nakajima Atsushi looked carefully at Douma who didn't respond. He felt a little flustered and ran to the bookshelf to search for it. However, after searching for a long time, he couldn't find the book "The Record of the Mountains and Moon" which he had read many times.

"I can't find it...it was still there when I came last week." Atsushi Nakajima was even more panicked. He explained in a trembling voice: "This book really exists. I didn't lie to you."

"I know you're not lying. It's okay. Just forget it if you can't find it." Douma's heart was bleeding when he said this. It was only a week away. If he had thought of the "book" and Nakajima Atsushi a few days earlier, he would not have missed the "book".

After only three short seconds of being paralyzed, Douma returned to normal according to his experience from watching and studying two-dimensional works over the years.

Things like "books" that are the souls of the world are all spiritual. If you don't have it when you shouldn't, you won't be able to find it even if you turn the whole world upside down.

Therefore, even if he had remembered the existence of "Shu" and Nakajima Atsushi a week ago, "Shu" would still disappear if he came a week earlier, because he was not the destined person, and now was not the time for "Shu" to appear.

After realizing this, Douma calmed down and brought his new little poor guy and the white-cut black (? ) Yumeno Hisasaku back to the Gangkuro Building.

Things are different now. Douma now has a high status in the port mafia, and he no longer needs to go to the logistics department to register like when he first joined.

Now all Tongma needs to do is make a phone call and someone will come with a form to help fill out the information.

Yes, Nakajima Atsushi needs to register with the Port Mafia, otherwise he will not be able to move freely in the Port Mafia Building.

Even though Hisasaku Yumeno is only five years old this year, he has already officially joined the Port Mafia. This is a resume recognized by the inner world, and Nakajima Atsushi also needs to do the same.

Douma feels a little guilty about letting Nakajima Atsushi become a member of the port mafia at such a young age.

Unlike Yumeno Hisasaku who is stuck in the past, Nakajima Atsushi is a member of the Armed Detective Agency in the original work, belonging to the daytime or dusk side. But now he has been lured into the port mafia representing the night, and the white tiger has become a black tiger.

Just when Douma was suffering from the reproach of his conscience, Masaki Yuto from the logistics department came. Relying on his identity as the chairman of Douma-sama's fan club, he successfully grabbed the opportunity to serve Douma-sama.

"Master Douma!" Masaki Yuto bowed excitedly, "Please let me serve you."

Douma has seen this kind of behavior of rushing to serve him many times since he started cosplaying, and without exception, they were all idiots who conquered themselves and became believers.

And Masaki Yuto is obviously one of them. He not only conquers himself, but also helps brainwash others. He is devoted to the Yokohama branch of the Eternal Paradise Cult until his death. He is really a touching and loyal believer. (bushi)

Looking at the strange Xie cultist in front of him, Douma couldn't help but feel a little confused. Wait, the god worshipped by this Xie cultist seems to be himself. Oh, then there's nothing to worry about.

Douma: So, is there a possibility? Xie cultists will have no end! (Very loud)

Seeing that Douma didn't say anything, Masaki Yuto gently reminded him, "Douma-sama?"

"Register him. He will be my direct subordinate from now on." Douma pointed at Nakajima Atsushi behind him.

When Masaki Yuto looked up, his pupils trembled: My goodness, this age is too young, is he ten years old?

The guilt of employing child labor and the deep faith in Lord Douma fought fiercely in Masaki Yuto's heart, but in the end, faith won without a doubt.

Masaki Yuto's gaze faded for a second, but after seeing the mysterious expression of Douma-sama, he became reassured: Douma-sama can never be wrong!

Douma, who was watching coldly, sneered in his heart and knew that the temptation of this shell was at the maximum level.

Forget it, at least there is still a lone youngster who is close by and is staying awake. Douma glanced at Nakajima Atsushi who reported his information obediently with satisfaction: Very good, keep it up, duck, the purity of the port mafia needs sober guys like you to maintain it.

Douma lowered his eyes with gentle eyes, thinking: If Atsushi wants to leave the port mafia when he grows up, it’s okay to defect, as long as the domesticated tiger can transform into a traveling white tiger and bring back a page of the "book" for his hard-working old father (crossed out) and handsome brother!

Douma, who was very good at calculating, didn't notice that Masaki Yuto, who had registered for the job with amazing efficiency, was using his eloquence to brainwash the traveling white tiger he hoped for.

The innocent Nakajima Atsushi showed an expression of confusion, Masaki Yuto glanced at Lord Douma from the corner of his eye and straightened his chest implicitly: Don't worry, your subordinate has already understood your eyes, and will definitely lead this person you brought back who has been successfully brainwashed (crossed out) to the right path.

Douma: ???