Chapter 26
When blood splattered, Mori Ougai quickly took a step back to avoid getting blood on himself.
Looking at the old man on the bed with his eyes bulging and unable to close them in death—no, the dead should be respected, so I can't call him an old man, he should be called the deceased former leader—Mori Ougai calmly pulled out a piece of paper and carefully wiped the scalpel in his hand.
"The guards at the gate have long been transferred away by Ms. Ozaki Koyo, an ally of Dr. Mori. In the past few days, you have also been constantly instilling in the people of the Port Mafia the idea that the old man's health is failing. Congratulations, Dr. Mori, you are about to take over the Port Mafia and become the new leader."
Rokudo Mukuro clapped his hands lightly and congratulated Mori Ougai on his upcoming promotion and raise with a smile.
"Stop mocking me, Mukuro-kun. Taking care of the former leader is a piece of cake. The real show is yet to come."
The most difficult thing is that Mori Ōgai wants to take over the Port Mafia organization without damaging its strength in the slightest.
Mori Ougai looked at Rokudo Mukuro with some hesitation. Ever since Rokudo Mukuro revealed the characteristics of his ability, he had been in a state of half-belief and half-skepticism. An ability that could deceive people's perceptions—this kind of mental ability seemed almost heaven-defying no matter how you looked at it.
"Mukuro-kun, stage a scene depicting the former leader's natural death..."
"There's also an appointment letter written by the former leader himself, which should be quite credible!" Before Mori Ougai could finish speaking, Rokudo Mukuro began his operation.
As the indigo smoke spread through the room, the wounds on the former leader's body on the bed disappeared, and the blood flowing from his body vanished into thin air, making the murder scene look exactly the same as before.
At the same time, Mori Ougai also had a letter in his hand. The letter's cover was exceptionally high-end, elegant, and extravagant, a style that the former leader often favored.
Seeing the thing appear out of nowhere, Mori Ougai raised an eyebrow. He suppressed his surprise and carefully opened the envelope. The letter clearly stated one thing: the former leader voluntarily abdicated in favor of Mori Ougai.
Mori Ougai felt the texture of the letter, observed the handwriting on it, and the changes in the former leader's body. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it was fake.
The world is truly vast and full of wonders! It seems he hasn't seen enough of it.
"Dazai-kun, would you like to take a look?" Mori Ougai couldn't see anything wrong, but just to be on the safe side, he called over Dazai Osamu and asked him to try and see if he could find any flaws.
Dazai Osamu was very curious about what was happening before him. His superpower could be described as a bug, completely nullifying the superpowers of others. And when he was watching from the side, he hadn't noticed anything amiss.
He walked up to Mori Ōgai and intended to touch the former leader's corpse, but he felt a sense of unease. So he took the forged letter from Rokudo Mukuro from Mori Ōgai's hand.
After the letter fell into Dazai Osamu's hands, its contents remained unchanged.
"Mr. Mukuro's ability is really amazing!" It's so amazing that it seems like it's not just a simple superpower.
"Kufufufu... I prefer to call it illusion rather than superpower." Rokudo Mukuro accepted the praise from Dazai Osamu without changing his expression; his illusion skills were the best in the world.
Mori Ōgai and Dazai Osamu gave Rokudo Mukuro a deep look.
"Let's go and tell all the members of the Port Mafia that our leader has passed away due to illness. Before his death, he left a handwritten letter appointing me, Mori Ōgai, as the next leader." The three of them had already wasted too much time in the room.
“With these things, the controversy surrounding your rise to power will definitely be much smaller,” Rokudo Mukuro said with absolute certainty.
The news that the leader had died and appointed his personal physician, Mori Ōgai, as the next leader before his death quickly spread throughout the port Mafia.
Just as Mori Ou walked sadly into the hall, everyone had been waiting for him for a long time.
"Dr. Mori! You said the leader appointed you as the next leader, is that true? You're not making this up, are you?" A, the richest of the five executives, began to question Mori Ougai as soon as he saw him.
In his view, he was rich and powerful and could have easily become the new leader after the previous leader's death. However, he was now outmaneuvered by a doctor from Leibo Street, which made him very resentful.
"A, aren't you being a little too hasty? Didn't he say he had a handwritten letter left by the leader? Wouldn't it be clear if we just took it out and looked at it?"
Ozaki Koyo glanced at Executive A with dissatisfaction. Compared to this rich, foolish, stupid, and wicked A, she trusted Mori Ougai, that old fox, much more.
I believe he can bring a different future to the port mascot.
“Yes, since there’s a letter, take it out and let’s see. If it’s genuine, then I have no objection to Mori Ōgai becoming the next leader.” A group of people entered through the door, and the man at the head of the group immediately identified himself. He was another officer who had been traveling abroad on business—a colonel.
As mentioned before, this officer's reputation and status in the port Mafia are irreplaceable. With his words, Mori Ōgai's position is practically secure.
Mori Ōgai took out the handwritten letter that Rokudo Mukuro had conjured and handed it directly to the colonel. The colonel was stunned and hadn't reacted yet; he himself hadn't expected that this doctor would trust him so much.
The colonel reached out and took the letter, opened it and began to read. His tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly, and after reading it, he handed it directly to Ozaki Koyo.
After reading the letter, Ozaki Koyo gave Mori Ougai a deep look. She really hadn't expected that this handwritten letter was truly "handwritten"; she couldn't see any flaws at all.
The letter circulated among all the high-ranking members of the Port Mafia. The letter's cover was in the style favored by the former leader, the handwriting was his, and even the wording and phrasing were familiar to them. This letter was genuine.
Ozaki Koyo and Grandpa Hirotsu were the first to kneel on one knee and swear allegiance. The colonel was a second slower than them, but he also knelt down willingly.
With them taking the lead, almost everyone understood that the doctor in front of them was the new leader.
Even if a small number of people are still unwilling to accept it, the dust has settled!
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"After this, I'll become a proper corporate slave. Sigh, this is such a sad thing." Mori Ougai was on the top floor of the Mafia building in the port, looking at the view from the floor-to-ceiling windows, and sighed.
Alice, who was playing with building blocks nearby, rolled her eyes: "Then Rintaro should work hard. It's rare for you to be able to earn money on your own, so why don't you do your best?!"
Ignoring Alice's glare, Mori Ougai instead looked at the other two people in the room. "Mukuro-kun, Dazai-kun, why don't you two come and experience the charm of being a corporate slave beforehand!"
"Dr. Mori, are you recruiting us? To have us join the Port Mafia?" Dazai Osamu directly stated Mori Ōgai's intentions.
Mori Ougai nodded generously: "Yes, the port Mafia is in dire need of talent right now. Dazai-kun and Mukuro-kun, you two are both smart and strong, you are the best of the best. And Akutagawa-kun..." Even at this point, Mori Ougai still couldn't resist poaching some talent.
"Dr. Mori, there's no need to praise us, and you shouldn't try anything with Ryunosuke. I've already asked Ryunosuke, and he wants to continue his studies and aspire to be like Mr. Natsume Soseki, becoming an excellent writer."
Rokudo Mukuro paused, dismissing the first thought that popped into his mind that the woman was already taken.
"As for me, I'm going home later, so I won't be doing anything big with Dr. Mori."
Mori Ōgai was taken aback. He had been so busy lately that he wanted to dig up any sparkling diamond he saw, completely forgetting that Akutagawa Ryūnosuke was someone his teacher, Natsume Soseki, had taken a liking to. He wouldn't dare compete with his teacher for someone like that, not even if he had the guts.
"Mukuro-kun, are you really not going to reconsider?" Mori Ougai asked pitifully. Heaven knows how busy he's been lately; he even felt his hairline receding when he looked in the mirror.
It's all that old geezer's fault. He spent his life thinking only of pleasure, wielding power but refusing to fulfill his duties. The port mascot's affairs have piled up one after another.
Rokudo Mukuro smiled: "Not considering it."
Mori Ougai shifted his gaze with a hint of regret. Rokudo Mukuro's strength was unpredictable; offending him was no good. What a waste of such a large diamond.
"How about you, Dazai-kun? How about considering the Port Mafia? I guarantee you'll get a promotion every year, a high salary, flexible working hours, and a bunch of subordinates to do your bidding!"
At this moment, Mori Ougai is just like a ruthless pimp, a heartless boss who makes empty promises.
"Isn't Dr. Mori's port Mafia very poor right now? I heard they're almost unable to pay my own salary. Are you kidding me?" Dazai Osamu had a sweet smile on his face, but his words were unusually hurtful.
"And what about that so-called flexible working hours? Does that mean working overtime all day long? Dr. Mori, you should really check your hair!"
Mori Ougai's lips twitched, his fragile heart deeply wounded: "How could that be? The Port Mafia's current problems are only temporary."
"But I'm going to school now! And I'm even going to school with Mukuro's financial support." Right, Dazai Osamu is still a student right now.
Mori Ougai paused for a moment. Don't think he didn't know; with Dazai Osamu's attendance and truancy rates, what difference did it make whether he went to school or not?!
"Yeah, yeah, although the Mafia is legal in Japan, Dr. Mori, don't forget there's also the 'Juvenile Protection Act'~" Rokudo Mukuro chimed in, stirring things up.
"Also, Dazai-kun, although Dr. Mori has painted a very rosy picture for you, what if the Port Mafia goes bankrupt one day? You have neither education nor physical strength, how will you make a living then?"
"...Relying on looks?" Dazai-kun answered reflexively.
Everyone fell silent for a moment; Dazai Osamu's answer was simply too impeccable.
"Isn't it all because of my looks? Look at me, I'm taken in by Dr. Mori just because of my looks, and he even provides me with a job. He's also sponsoring my schooling with Mukuro's money. In the future, I'll definitely be able to live off my looks too, just by saying 'I'm hungry, I want some food' to pretty girls." Dazai Osamu said this very frankly, without the slightest embarrassment, which had a hint of "it's really good to be a kept man."
Both Rokudo Mukuro and Mori Ougai simultaneously imagined such a life in their minds, and both felt, without prior agreement, that such a life seemed... not bad at all!
Once this thought crossed their minds, they fell even more silent.
“…Ahem.” Mori Ougai coughed, breaking the silence first: “Dazai-kun, think it over carefully, don’t rush to give me an answer.”
Despite saying that, a dark glint flashed in Mori Ōgai's eyes. He couldn't control Rokudo Mukuro and Akutagawa Ryunosuke, but he was determined to get Dazai Osamu.
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Author's note: If these three people really intend to live off women...
It seems like they all have someone to support them?!
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