Agreement in the letter

There was a lounge chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling window facing the sun, and on the small table next to the lounge chair was a half-eaten cake.

The sun feels warm on my body, but after being in the sun for too long I feel something is wrong.

Luanbu has been in this building for five days. Although the building is so big that he cannot walk around it in one day and one night, he still wants to go out.

But no matter what excuses he made, it was useless. Whatever he needed would be delivered within half an hour. Their leader even ordered the guards at the door not to let him in, as if he was determined not to let him out.

"Ranpo-sama, do you need anything?" The girl in kimono spoke immediately in a calm voice.

Luan Bu, who had just sat up, suddenly felt bored and then lay down again, mumbling, "No need, no need."

As if he was certain that he would not reject Kagamika and Nakajima Atsushi, Dazai smiled and arranged for the two to take turns guarding.

As for the fact that they had to use their rest time to "guard", neither of them had any objection, and they were quite happy to do so. Especially Nakajima Atsushi, who, apart from not actively speaking, was almost always by their side.

With the black-covered script covering his face, Luanbu pretended to be dozing off, but in fact he was listening to the movements in the room.

He took the script from Dazai Osamu and read it carefully before he understood his mission.

The protagonist of this world is Nakajima Atsushi. After being bullied by the director of an orphanage, expelled and offered a high price, Nakajima Atsushi joined the port mafia.

But the port mafia is not a good place. As members of the mafia, they have to work for the organization in a repressive atmosphere.

Although Fukuzawa Yukichi is a good leader, Nakajima Atsushi has also been exposed to a lot of dark sides.

In the script, Nakajima Atsushi was born in an orphanage and has special abilities, so he is very withdrawn and does not get close to others. After joining the Port Mafia, his abilities were controlled.

However, due to his character developed over the years, he is still called the White Death. While people are terrified by his presence, he also sees himself as a weapon to kill people.

His mission is to help Nakajima Atsushi reconcile with the people around him and understand the origins of his own life.

The previous mission seems to have been accomplished. Although Nakajima Atsushi is the White Death, he has a good relationship with Kagamika in private. He also often participates in the organization's team building. His occasional silly look does not seem like a loner.

What needs to be done is to help him understand his own life experience, of course not by looking for his unidentified biological parents, but by going to the orphanage where he grew up.

But the situation was special recently. He couldn't even go out, let alone find that remote orphanage.

"well."

"What's wrong?" A questioning voice sounded, and Fukuzawa Yukichi looked down from above.

Luanbu tore off the script on his face, and his eyes turned and a sudden enlightenment appeared.

"It's Dun's birthday soon, and I'm thinking about what gift to prepare for him."

It was obvious that the person in front of him was not thinking of this, and preparing for a surprise was just an excuse to achieve his goal. Fukuzawa Yukichi was very familiar with Ranpo, so he shook his head helplessly when he saw that cunning smile.

This birthday is Nakajima Atsushi's first birthday after joining the Port Mafia, but he himself doesn't really remember it.

Jinghua, another person in the room, showed an expression of "I see." Then, under Luanbu's blinking gaze, he nodded seriously: "I will help."

Fukuzawa Yukichi raised his head, but waved his hand as a sign of tacit agreement. Then, in the building of the port mafia, you can see the two running up and down.

Jinghua was holding a lot of things and walking in front, counting on her fingers.

"Atsushi's birthday? We should definitely prepare for it." Yoseno Akiko nodded. "Looking at it this way, Atsushi has been a member of the Mafia for almost a year now, so it's worth celebrating."

Kunikida, wearing glasses, walked over alone. He was also one of the cadres of the Port Mafia, but he never came into contact with the dark side of the organization. Instead, he acted as a representative and contacted the official, or was responsible for diplomatic tasks.

"It really is quick this way." Kunikida Dopo nodded in agreement, "Let Kenji help you, he happens to be free."

In addition to the daily tasks, the port mafia was busy with the same thing. When Nakajima Atsushi came back from completing the task, he was stunned when he saw those people who avoided him and whispered to him.

But the reason why a surprise is a surprise is because you have to keep it a secret from yourself.

So Nakajima Atsushi became more and more anxious, thinking that he had done something wrong. He asked Dazai for advice with a guilty conscience, but he only got a meaningful smile in return.

“Happy Birthday, A-Dun!”

Starting with random steps, from the first step out of the room, you can meet familiar faces and receive gifts almost without walking a distance.

The gifts were big and small, and in the end, they were all held by the smiling Miyazawa Kenji. Nakajima Atsushi's expression changed from shock and surprise to emotion. Tears and snot mixed together and were then wiped away casually.

Although it was not his birthday, Ranpo was very happy. He was almost immersed in pushing Nakajima Atsushi around.

A cake slightly larger than the palm was brought up, and as the candles were lit, Nakajima Atsushi closed his eyes.

It tasted sweet, even sweeter than usual. Nakajima wiped his eyes with the back of his hand and chewed it carefully.

A hand was placed on his shoulder, and for some reason there was cake cream on Dazai Osamu's face. He seemed to be in a good mood, with a faint smile on his face.

"He seems to value you very much, A-Dun."

After swallowing the cake in his mouth, Nakajima Atsuya nodded.

No matter how slow he was, he could still feel the kindness towards him. Moreover, Mr. Ranpo was the first person to be kind to him besides Mr. Dazai in more than ten years.

If it weren't for Mr. Dazai, he might still be wandering the streets. But Mr. Ranpo was very concerned about him, even though he always used excuses like "I'll give it to you if you can't finish it" and "Come and show me the way".

Dazai Osamu seemed to be thinking about something, but he still patted Nakajima Atsushi's shoulder gently and said, "Ranpo-san joined the Port Mafia earlier. It is said that the previous leader was tyrannical and unjust, and it was he and the current leader, Fukuzawa-san, who overthrew the previous leader."

These words puzzled Nakajima Atsushi. He didn't know why Dazai Osamu suddenly said these words. After he finished speaking, Dazai Osamu also sighed.

"Really? Why are you bringing this up all of a sudden? Happy birthday, A-Dun."

Although the status of the port mafia has become increasingly stable thanks to the efforts of Mr. Fukuzawa and Ranpo, Dazai Osamu always feels that they seem to have a better "choice".

He had read the "book" with a black cover, and although he did not get any useful information, he saw something different by chance.

It's another world, a completely different world.

"A-Dun!" Luanbu turned his head and waved, "Here, here."

The sun was high in the sky, and it was noon. Luanbu yawned and prepared to go out.

This time, only Nakajima Atsushi was brought along. He looked hesitant, but after learning that the leader had given his permission, he took a deep breath and went out with trepidation.

Nakajima Atsushi still remembers the last time he went out. He would wake up every night with palpitations and nightmares.

Ranbu reported a place, and Nakajima Atsushi led the way while keeping an eye on the people behind him. Ranbu looked relaxed, holding a bag of popcorn, with some popcorn crumbs on his face.

It was a house with red brick walls. From a distance, you could see a sign hanging outside. It seemed to be a hotel.

But this place is really remote, so there are no customers even at dinner time. But when you get closer, you can smell the spicy smell through the open glass door.

"Curry...rice?" Nakajima Atsushi looked him up and down, "Are you hungry, Mr. Ranpo?"

Ranbu squatted in the corner and quickly touched the calico cat squatting on the side of the road. For some reason, Nakajima Atsushi seemed to see a helpless expression on the cat's face.

"Oh, we have customers." The shop owner in an apron smiled and said, "Welcome, welcome."

Nakajima Atsushi looked around subconsciously, wary of unknown dangers. There was only one customer in the store, with red hair and a slightly unkempt beard.

Seeing a guest coming, the man eating curry rice looked up unexpectedly. Ranbu met his eyes, nodded, and sat down in front of him.

The spicy smell hit her nose, and she frowned and waved her hand. After thinking for a while, the red-haired man asked, "Would you like a bowl of curry rice?"

The young man with short black hair shook his head and refused. Judging from the snacks he was holding, he didn't seem hungry.

"I'm just waiting for someone here." Ranbu said directly, his eyes wide open as he looked at the person in front of him.

Oda Sakunosuke nodded, took a sip of water and put down the spoon for a moment: "Long time no see, Ranpo-san."

Ranpo rested his hands on the table and narrowed his eyes again. He should have known Oda Sakunosuke, but he had no memory of that.

He forgot how they knew each other, but at a glance he guessed that they were probably in the same organization.

The man in front of me was once a member of the Port Mafia and a superpower. However, he later left the organization due to his personal choice.

However, Nakajima Atsushi didn't know this. He stood behind Ranbu with a vigilant look on his face. But when he saw a figure outside the window, his pupils dilated uncontrollably.

Both claws suddenly flexed uncontrollably, revealing an undisguised murderous intent. Seeing this, Oda Sakunosuke's expression became surprised, and he used his eyes to ask Ranpo whether he needed to intervene.

Luanbu shook his head and said only: "The person we are waiting for has arrived."

It was a man in a suit with short, neatly trimmed black hair, like an upside-down pot lid.

He held a piece of letter paper in one hand and a bunch of flowers in the other. He looked down at the time, then glanced at the contents of the letter, then smiled faintly.

The gentleman seemed to be getting ready for an appointment, a very important appointment, so he wore a brand new suit and held a pair of fresh flowers still covered with dew.

But he didn't know that after he crossed the road, a man followed him. The man had wide eyes and a ferocious look, and wanted to kill him.