Chapter 35
Mr. Mori was summoned by the leader of the Mafia.
I was not surprised at all because this was something that had been planned long ago. Dazai Osamu and I were taken by Mr. Mori to see the leader of the Mafia.
We are hostages. I, Dazai Osamu, and Alice are hostages of Mr. Osamu Mori.
The leader's arrangement was impeccable. Except that my brother and I didn't have a close relationship with Mr. Mori, and Alice could never be Mr. Mori's weakness, his arrangement was simply perfect.
*
Dazai Osamu and I stayed close together, secretly avoiding the gaze of the guard at the door and showing him what I had in my hand. Alice also came over and insisted on taking a look.
The guard saw us acting mysteriously, frowned and came forward to check, "What are you doing?"
I innocently opened my palms to show him the paper crane I had hidden away - because it was so ugly, he couldn't tell what it was for a moment, and took my paper crane away with a complicated look on his face.
"It's okay, Rong. If the handicraft is not good, it's not yours. Haha, wrong." Alice stood by and felt very uncomfortable.
I glanced at her out of the corner of my eye and said, "...Oh, it's okay, laugh if you want to, I can still accept this kind of thing... (choked up)."
Dazai Osamu was already rolling on the carpet, laughing so hard that he was holding his stomach.
Seeing his reaction, I got even more angry. I pressed on him like a tiger pouncing on its prey and tickled his cheeks. "I want you to laugh, I want you to laugh... Now have you laughed enough?"
Alice was unwilling to be lonely, and shouted something like "Please don't leave me alone to play!" But she could only stand there.
…
"Ha, ha..." We were so tired that we collapsed on the carpet, gasping for breath.
Dazai Osamu turned over and sat up, and asked the guard for some nice colored paper. "Hey, let me see how to stack the paper cranes to make them look good."
Then he quickly started to fold the paper cranes. I lay on the table beside him and watched his fingers flying and dancing out afterimages.
After a moment, I picked up the paper cranes he had stacked, my eyes widening with shock.
Good, very good! Although I folded it very quickly, the edges are neat and the paper crane looks three-dimensional and vivid.
Seeing how I couldn't let go of his paper crane, Dazai Osamu's nose almost went up to the sky. "Hehe, what do you think? Do you think your brother is so handsome now?"
I moved a little further away from him uncomfortably, wondering how he could have the nerve to say such a thing, but at the same time I felt that I should thank him for the paper crane.
Fortunately, I have always had my own set of rules of conduct when dealing with Dazai Osamu.
"...How should I put it? I think the paper crane you folded is much more handsome than you are."
"Huh?" Dazai Osamu seemed very dissatisfied with my comments about him. He reached out and took my paper crane away. I tried to reach it on tiptoe, but he grew much faster than me and I couldn't reach it.
Alice cheered me on from the side, "Yes, yes, yes! Right there, jump, jump!"
I jumped around following Alice's instructions. Dazai looked down at me, seeming a little dissatisfied. He put his hand on my head and pushed me away.
"Hey, Rong, I can also fold paper roses. Do you want one? If Rong is willing to say something nice, I can fold one for you."
I:……
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Paper roses! Who wouldn’t want this? And I also saw a lot of brightly colored paper on the table, which means…
I can have paper roses in many colors!
I hugged Dazai Osamu's hand excitedly, "Brother is the most handsome brother in the world!"
"Hmm~"
"The most powerful brother in the world!"
…
At the very end, Dazai Osamu helped me fold a lot of beautiful flowers, but it was not as much as I said. His explanation was, "I'm so tired, my hands are about to break. Anyway, you are very satisfied now, right?"
I was happily immersed in the colorful paper flowers, "Yes~"
I love these flowers and decided to keep them in my cupboard until I get completely tired of them.
Alice and I watched my brother fold it for a long time. Alice could fold it, but what I had in my hand was still a wrinkled weird thing.
Alice folded a flower with black colored paper and gave it to me. I was very happy, but I was also curious about where she found the black colored paper.
"I specifically went to that uncle to borrow it. Really, is it that hard to find colored paper of this color? It took them half an hour to find it."
The black flowers stood out among the light-colored flowers. I took a bag and put them away carefully. Then I went back to the clinic with Mr. Mori.
*
Mr. Mori didn't seem to have any other plans for me, so I played with peace of mind while he and Dazai Osamu were busy dealing with the leader.
What to play?
Play with the wind.
[This guard is henpecked.] I look at the guy next to me, a 5-foot-tall strong man.
[The most delicious curry shop in Yokohama…]
[Hey, I'm going to mess up their hair!]
[You are so bad, take me with you!]
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[The old man in this building seems to be dying]
[Who cares? Who cares? He's just an old man on his deathbed. Not even as interesting as the grilled squid on the street.]
“Puff.”
The guard at the door looked at me in surprise.
*
After confirming that all the people monitoring the clinic had left or could not hear our conversation.
"The leader doesn't have much time left." Doctor Mori played with the scalpel and spoke as if talking to himself.
"Oh——" Dazai Osamu and I both looked uninterested.
He chuckled and changed the subject. "Fortunately, none of us have red hair, otherwise we would have to hide it or ask the leader for leniency."
"Mr. Mori, are you talking about the order the leader recently issued?" Dazai Osamu still looked listless.
I raised his hand, and Dazai looked at me but didn't say anything. In fact, even if he said something, it would not affect my next action.
Massage his finger bones from fingertips to joints - it is said that this can relieve fatigue?
Mr. Mori didn't seem to care about my obvious insularity and let me do what I couldn't tell whether I was playing with Dazai Osamu's hand or with him.
"The leader is becoming increasingly confused."
"He is now very nervous."
"Yes, this will bring me a lot of trouble. The leader is so willful."
…
"Long, you've grown taller recently."
I immediately became excited. "Really? Really! I also feel like I've grown very fast recently, at least five centimeters taller!"
"Pfft, as long as you are happy."
"...I curse you to never grow taller."
Then I handed Mr. Mori some information about the Mafia that I had recently compiled, and asked hesitantly, "Mr. Mori, can you take me with you?"
He paused holding the intelligence and looked at Dazai Osamu. "Well, this is not good, right?"
After listening to what I said, Dazai Osamu was thinking about something. Seeing that we were all looking at him, he stated his own opinion.
"Of course, it's up to Rong to decide on her own. Even if you don't allow Rong to follow, Rong will probably follow us secretly, right?"
I nodded. “That’s right.”
Mr. Mori helplessly raised his forehead and said, "Okay, I understand."
*
I will stand with my brother. I will not and cannot become his weakness. On the contrary, I need to be his armor.
Mr. Mori will kill the leader of the port Mafia and become the new leader, and Dazai Osamu is the witness he is looking for. Now, I have joined in.
Now this situation should not be beyond Mr. Mori's expectations. After all, my brother and I look like a family, and the two of us as witnesses should be more convincing than Dazai Osamu alone.
Because I can't stay at home. If people see me like this, they might think that Mr. Mori is using me to threaten Dazai Osamu.
If I were in Yang now, maybe it wouldn't be so troublesome, but now I happen to be with Mr. Mori and Dazai Osamu.
I don't feel any regrets. It's Mr. Mori who is worried, not me or Dazai Osamu. I just want to be with my brother. What's wrong with me?
*
A few months later, Mr. Mori killed the leader in front of us, and my brother and I became his notaries.
The exaggerated transition from being the leader's personal doctor to becoming the leader directly made Mr. Mori unpopular. At the same time, due to the previous ridiculous behavior of the former leader, a lot of Mafia's internal funds had been consumed.
In addition, after Mr. Mori became the leader, he gave up the powder and pornographic transactions that could bring huge profits, so that "the subordinates can only fight the enemy with kitchen knives."
But fortunately, the Mafia's unspoken rule of "protecting newcomers" protects Mr. Mori's precarious position.
My abilities make me a useful intelligence officer, although I'm certainly not as useful as my brother.
Because there was a shortage of manpower, Mr. Mori took me, who was 12 years old, and made full use of me.
I completed the task assigned to me by Mr. Mori with great curiosity. Was my brother also doing this kind of work in GSS?
Like this, people are injured every day, bullets rain down, blood and dust fly together, and people's lives fly away with the bullets...
So that's how it is. Human life is as worthless as grass. The most important thing in a person's life is like the wind blowing by, disappearing in an instant.
*What you get will be lost one day.
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Is that so? Brother?
*
I poked someone's injured leg and he grimaced in pain, his whole body stiffening in reaction.
"Hey, brother, didn't I tell you before that there was a bomb buried there? Why didn't you listen?"
He smiled at me sheepishly and said, "Isn't that because I didn't react..."
I stood up and clapped my hands. "Don't let my brother have this kind of reaction ability. He would hate to discard someone like you who has no ability but likes to be at the front."
Oh, one more thing. Do you have someone you like? I think she's a student, right?"
"Hey, Mr. Undercover, next time, remember not to underestimate children... I wish you a safe journey."
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