Third Dad
Dazai Osamu, expressionless, took Mori Ougai's phone and spoke directly to Koro.
"I think you haven't figured it out yet, Xiao Luo." The boy standing in the darkness spoke casually and coldly, "I'm not your father, and in essence, we have no relation whatsoever."
"No, you are my dad." The little girl frowned slightly, a little angry, and retorted seriously, "Xiao Luo would never mistake someone else!"
"Otherwise, why would she call strangers?" the child thought unhappily, having already made dozens of calls.
Dazai Osamu was speechless for a moment. "You've already admitted your mistake."
“Xiao Luo,” he said impatiently, “I have never worked at a detective agency. I am neither a detective nor anything else. You know perfectly well what my profession is.”
My relationship with your father is simply that of two people in the same body, and I have no and do not want to have any relationship with you, understand?
There was no response from the other end. Dazai Osamu breathed a sigh of relief and slammed the phone down. His palms were sweating, and he tossed the phone back to Mori Ougai with an expressionless face and an impatient gesture.
Mori Ougai hurriedly took it, his face contorted with a mournful expression: "Dazai, my phone is the latest model and very expensive."
Dazai Osamu chuckled and said nonchalantly, "It's alright, we can just sell one of Alice's dresses."
He lazily lay back down on the sofa.
As Mori Ougai watched the boy's figure emerge faintly in the darkness, his expression gradually returned to calm.
"Dazai, are you really willing to give up on Koro like this?"
The boy in the darkness revealed no emotion. "Let me remind you, leader, don't forget the will that Xiao Luo mentioned."
"The Mafia boss's will was left to her. If you keep it like this, aren't you afraid the world will descend into chaos?"
Mori Ougai sighed, slumped on the table in frustration, and muttered, "The Mafia is still too short-handed. I didn't want this either, but what if Little Lo can't go back?"
Dazai Osamu:......
This middle-aged man trying to act cute is disgusting.
On the other side, Xiao Luo, who hadn't reacted yet because Dazai Osamu had talked a lot about paintings, was pondering the meaning of Dazai Osamu's words. When she remembered and picked up her phone, the call had been hung up again.
The child was almost driven mad with anger.
"That's outrageous! He's gone too far!!"
Using both hands and feet, the little girl angrily climbed onto Oda Sakunosuke's table and loudly rebuked Dazai Osamu for his behavior.
Oda Sakunosuke: ...
"Hmm." He closed his eyes and affirmed again.
The angry little girl caused chaos in the office, sometimes holding rallies to criticize Dazai Osamu's crimes, and other times brainstorming ways to get him to call her "Dad."
The office team leader couldn't stand it anymore, so he found Oda Sakunosuke, who had come with Xiao Luo at the beginning, and whispered, "I'll give you half a day off. You can take that little brat out to play."
He only dared to leave the child with Oda Sakunosuke because he thought Oda Sakunosuke was honest. Feeling somewhat guilty, the team leader patted Oda Sakunosuke on the shoulder, "Oda, don't worry. I'll apply to the higher-ups for a raise for you when you come back alive."
Oda Sakunosuke: ...
Is it really that scary?
Oda Sakunosuke didn't understand until the child, who was old enough to go out, cried for ice cream.
Oda Sakunosuke understood.
On the way out, Xiao Luo, who had been tricked out, angrily snuggled into Oda Sakunosuke's arms.
The child pouted unhappily, unable to understand why Dazai Osamu was acting this way. She angrily hugged Oda Sakunosuke's neck and asked, "Uncle, is my brother having an attack?"
The little girl thought for a long time and felt that this was the only reason that could explain Dazai Osamu's problem.
Oda Sakunosuke remained silent for a long time before saying, "...Little girl, Dazai is not sick."
"Impossible!" the little girl said firmly. Her father didn't look healthy at all. He wasn't some melancholic high school girl; he didn't seem normal at all.
Oda Sakunosuke was speechless. He could only get into the car with the child. The honest Oda Sakunosuke felt that if the slander continued, his friend Dazai would be completely discredited. So the man drove away silently.
Immediately after they left, someone within the Mafia sent out a message.
The target has left.
On the bus, Oda Sakunosuke was the first to ask the little girl where she wanted to go.
Xiao Luo chose the ice cream shop without hesitation.
“…Yes, let’s go to the amusement park.” Oda Sakunosuke nodded.
The little girl couldn't believe it. She moved from the back seat to the front, leaning over behind Oda Sakunosuke's driver's seat, her little head peeking out.
"Uncle, Xiao Luo is talking about an ice cream shop!"
Oda Sakunosuke replied calmly, "I know, we are heading to the amusement park now."
The little girl blinked hesitantly. Why was Uncle Oda still talking about the amusement park? Did Little Lo really mean the amusement park?
The child asked, "Uncle, did Xiaoluo say we're going to the amusement park?"
“…Hmm.” Oda Sakunosuke covered his conscience and nodded.
Xiao Luo had previously said the wrong thing but had no recollection of it, so she naturally believed it.
Although the child was disappointed, he did not ask Oda Sakunosuke to change lanes again.
"Fine, amusement park it is then," the child muttered, fidgeting with his fingers in frustration.
Today was such an unpleasant day; Xiao Luo is going to designate it as Xiao Luo's Day of Suffering.
But once the child arrived at the amusement park, her mood instantly brightened. Pointing to the ice cream shop not far away, and watching the busy auntie calling out to sell ice cream, the little girl exclaimed happily, "Uncle, look, it's ice cream!"
Uncle didn't want to see; he even wanted to pretend he couldn't. Oda Sakunosuke sighed; he still couldn't escape.
He patiently squatted down and carefully explained to Xiao Luo, "You've just recovered from your illness, so you can't eat ice cream."
“I can do it,” the little girl said stubbornly. “Little Luo can only eat a little bit. Uncle’s play without ice cream is soulless. Ice cream is the greatest god in the world.”
"If you eat ice cream, you'll have to drink very bitter medicine afterwards."
"It's okay, Xiao Luo isn't afraid." The little girl was very confident that she would definitely not get sick. She used to eat twelve ice creams in one go at school and was fine. The child proudly raised her head and said.
Oda Sakunosuke couldn't argue with the child any longer, so he squatted down and silently watched the child.
The little girl blinked her bright, big eyes and looked intently at Oda Sakunosuke.
Oda Sakunosuke: ...
"You can only eat half."
"Yay!!" The child happily pulled Odasaku to the stall she had her eye on earlier.
The aunt who was shouting earlier is no longer there; now, a middle-aged man is busy with something.
The little girl leaned against the metal stall and chose her favorite strawberry flavor.
The little girl happily handed the money to the stall owner, "Uncle, here you go!"
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