Chapter 88 I Understand What You Mean

In this world, there are only two things that cannot be hidden, love and cough.

Even though Akutagawa Ryunosuke tried hard to prove that he was healthy, his uncontrollable coughing completely exposed his physical condition to everyone.

As for love, well... it's too unfriendly to the high-ranking officials of the Port Mafia who have been single since birth, so let's not talk about it. The only winner (?) is Ozaki Koyo, who died early in love. She won but also seemed to have lost. (bushi)

"Cough cough..." The slap in the face came too fast like a tornado. Akutagawa Ryunosuke covered the lower half of his face, trying to cover up the coughing sound. His cheeks, which were always pale and bloodless, rarely showed a layer of blush. He still did not forget to emphasize to Dazai Osamu: "Mr. Dazai, I... cough cough... I'm fine..."

In front of Dazai Osamu, Ozaki Koyo and Douma, Akutagawa Ryunosuke carefully interpreted what it meant to be the toughest talker in the whole body.

Okay, it's you, Ryunosuke Akutagawa, who is known as the iron-headed man in the world.

Douma couldn't help but hold his forehead when he saw the lop-eared rabbit who was so thin that he almost became as thin as a lightning bolt. He said that he was fine? Ryunosuke Akutagawa, who was just brought back to the port mafia by Dazai Osamu, was in such poor health.

Unfortunately, it seemed that among the people present, only Douma was overly worried like an old mother, worrying about Akutagawa Ryunosuke's health. Dazai Osamu and Ozaki Koyo both turned a blind eye to Akutagawa Ryunosuke's obviously abnormal health condition, or perhaps they were used to it.

Douma: ...I often feel out of tune with you guys because I'm not cool enough.

Whenever he feels out of tune with the people around him, Douma can't help but be glad that he is a cosplayer. Although the shell of the Upper Rank 2 has many disadvantages, it also gives him the capital to gain a foothold in this world. Otherwise, with his original three-dimensional body, the grass on his grave would probably be almost as tall as a person.

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Dazai Osamu, one of the main culprits that made Douma's life difficult, looked back coldly: "There should be a medical room on the ship, Akutagawa, go find the doctor and get some cough medicine."

"Yes, Mr. Dazai!" Akutagawa Ryunosuke's eyes suddenly lit up. When he heard that Mr. Dazai cared about him taking medicine and seeing a doctor, he stood up.

But happiness is always short-lived. Dazai Osamu's next words successfully extinguished Akutagawa Ryunosuke's bright eyes again: "So noisy. Always coughing will ruin everyone's interest in conversation."

Dazai Osamu's character of a proud and coquettish cat who subconsciously keeps a safe distance from others remains unchanged. (bushi)

After chasing away the clingy Akutagawa Ryunosuke, Dazai Osamu breathed a sigh of relief without leaving a trace. He tugged at his neatly tied tie until it became loose and then stopped with satisfaction. Then he noticed Douma's eyes were always on him, and he clenched his hands again when he was about to let go of the tie.

Ozaki Kouyo didn't notice this small detail. She stared at Akutagawa Ryunosuke's back as he left and teased, "Dazai, you are too harsh on Akutagawa-kun."

Dazai Osamu's attitude towards Sister Hongye was not so difficult. He shrugged and said half jokingly and half explaining: "This is the most suitable way of education for Akutagawa, because, that guy doesn't understand human language at all."

Although these words may seem too harsh, Dazai Osamu does not think it is excessive, because he has already experienced Akutagawa's disobedience several times in just a few days of knowing him. Smile.jpg

Hehe… If the child is disobedient, just beat him to death (cut him off) on the spot. This is what Heishi Zai, whose educational method is considered to be cruel, thought.

The gentle (?) smile on Dazai Osamu's face frightened Douma, who was sitting opposite him, so much that his hair stood on end. Just as he was wondering who was going to be in trouble again, Ozaki Koiyo grasped the point thoughtfully: "Hmm... So, Dazai, you are very satisfied with Akutagawa-kun."

Hearing this, Dazai Osamu's smile froze for a moment, but returned to normal before anyone noticed. He nodded without revealing a trace of flaw and continued, "Akutagawa's ability [Rashomon] has great potential. If it is developed well, he will sooner or later grow into a powerful psychic like Chuuya who can stand on his own."

As long as it wasn't in front of Nakahara Chuuya, Dazai Osamu's evaluation of him was fairly fair, but he would not miss any opportunity to complain.

Dazai Osamu pretended to sigh with regret, "What a pity, one or two of them have brains, but they are just lying around."

Douma, who was quietly watching melons, only felt that his knee was hit by an arrow. He glanced unhappily at Dazai Osamu who was firing his map cannon, and then succumbed to the wisdom of the script team.

He was just a mortal and didn't want to compete with the script crew, who were like creatures from another dimension.

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Dazai Osamu chatted with Ozaki Koyomi for a few more words, and then used Douma to change the subject without any camaraderie: "Douma-kun, the representative sent by the Special Powers Division has been watching you."

"Hmm?" Douma followed Dazai's line of sight and saw a tall, bald man wearing a traditional kimono who looked a little familiar.

Taneda Santouko has been secretly watching Douma's every move tonight, and even the qualification to attend this banquet was obtained after a lot of argument from the overcrowded Special Agent Department.

After all, Douma is the only local transcendent in the country, and Taneda Santouki cannot ignore him. Not only him, but other people in the Supernatural Special Agent Department are also paying close attention to Douma.

However, they didn't have a reasonable excuse, and it was not easy for them to show up in front of Douma. The party held by the port mafia was not suitable for too many people from the special agent department, one or two people would be enough. Otherwise, the signal released would have a fatal deviation, which was obviously a point that these government officials had to avoid.

The political man, Taneda Santoka, who always thinks too much, didn't dare to suddenly approach and disturb Douma. He just observed Douma's behavior patterns from a distance, adding to the database of the Special Powers Department, and hoping that Douma would notice him in his busy schedule and send a signal that he could get closer.

Douma, who had unconsciously become accustomed to being stared at, should not have noticed Taneda Santoka's obscure gaze, but with Dazai Osamu's reminder, the two successfully looked into each other's eyes.

There was no need for more. After just a glance, Taneda Santouki put aside the reserved (crossed out) caution of a political man, and moved nimbly among the people at the banquet at a speed different from usual. He quickly walked in front of Douma and bowed slightly, "Good night, Mr. Douma. I am Taneda Santouki, and I am the deputy director of the Special Powers Division."

Zhongtian Santouhuo's words made him look very humble, but his tone and demeanor were neither humble nor arrogant, but appropriate and proper. One can only say that he is worthy of being a politician and is very good at this kind of social language.

His attitude made Dazai Osamu and Ozaki Koyo look at each other, and they each had their own thoughts.

Douma, who had confronted the Prime Minister face to face before, didn't think there was anything wrong. He just nodded and said, "Good night, Taneda-kun."

A shrewd man like Taneda Santoka would certainly not ignore Dazai Osamu and Ozaki Koyo. He nodded to each of them, then turned his head back and asked with just the right amount of respect, "Would you please do me the honor of speaking with me for a moment?"

"No problem." Douma agreed readily, and you couldn't tell that he was criticizing Taneda Santohuo in his heart. The chief of the supernatural secret service department in the original work spoke in too literary a way!

Of course, the passionate complaints in his heart did not affect Douma's farewell to his two companions: "I'm going to go out for a while."

Dazai Osamu and Ozaki Koyo both nodded indifferently. They had no reason to stop it, either for public or private reasons.

To put it bluntly, the Port Mafia is also under the jurisdiction of the Special Powers Division. Although the Port Mafia has not obtained a special power business license, recruiting people with special powers is illegal.

Taneda Santoka waited patiently, and after getting Douma's approval, he politely made a gesture of invitation and led Douma away from the bustling banquet hall and to the quiet deck.

The sea breeze at night was much colder than that during the day, but the two people on the deck were not ordinary people, so they did not have any special reaction to it, such as shivering because they were suddenly surrounded by cold air...

Douma could barely be considered the owner of this cruise ship belonging to the port mafia. He calmly dismissed the patrolman who came over to inquire about the situation, and led Taneda Santoka to the empty side of the ship, where he stood there, holding the smooth railing with both hands and looking into the distance: "If there is anything important, you can say it now, right? There is no one else here."

Taneda Santouko, who had been half a step behind, also stopped and looked around before speaking: "The reason I asked you to come out is because I have something very important to tell you in person."

Taneda Santo's serious attitude aroused Douma's curiosity. He withdrew his gaze from the distance, slightly tilted his head to look at the bald man next to him, and urged him to speak quickly with his eyes.

Well, Douma once again forgot that the window of his soul has been closed all year round, and there are still hundreds of millions of reflections.

Naturally, Douma's urging eyes changed completely when they fell into Taneda Santoka's eyes.

The cold and inhuman look in his eyes made even the knowledgeable Taneda Santouki feel nervous. No matter how much was written in the information, it was not as good as seeing it with one's own eyes. Mr. Douma was indeed a very scary person, or rather... a monster.

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Taneda Santoka remained calm and continued, "Director Tsujimura Futsuki, who was in charge of handing over to you, died unexpectedly. The Special Powers Division intends to let me take over Director Tsujimura Futsuki's job and have necessary communication with you. What do you think?"

Douma... Douma is nothing special, he just quietly watched a cunning bald man performing in front of him, whether Tsujimura Fuzuki was really dead or just pretending to be dead, did he think he didn't know?

Just as Taneda Santouko was unable to interpret the urging meaning in Douma's eyes just now, Taneda Santouko was also unable to successfully accept his blatant contempt now.

Seeing that such a big news could not move Douma in the slightest, Taneda Santoka gave up his attempt to test him in frustration and said in a more respectful manner: "I understand what you mean."

Douma: ...You know nothing about bubble teapots!