Chapter 5

After one month on the job, Seiji Kimino quickly became familiar with the clerical work of the port mafia.

He still had no access to the real core part, and the only businesses that could be handed over to him were those that had no obvious handles. However, he had worked in Vongola for so long that he had already been able to handle these businesses skillfully.

The contents of the task report and the plan were similar. After completing his own work, Kono Seiryoshi also took over the report that had been pent up by his temporary superior, Dazai Osamu.

A certain cadre-to-be enjoyed his free time and was often not seen in the office for several days at a time.

Thanks to this indifferent boss, Kimino Seira was forced to run around and do everything himself. The relationship between Dazai Osamu's exclusive team and him also evolved from the cold "I have nothing to say" at the beginning to the cordial "There is a new dish in the cafeteria today. Do you want to try it?"

He works diligently, concentrates on his work, and is extremely efficient. Even the passers-by would praise him as a model employee.

Gongye Shengliang calmly accepted all the looks of admiration, praise or jealousy, without feeling any guilt.

Of course, he did not continue to exert his dedication as a social animal in the other world, but after discussing with the system, he had a new way of thinking about his mission.

According to the information provided by the system, the collapse of the world line was caused by excessive energy fluctuations when "Kunino Mutsu" used his special abilities.

The light ball changed its words and said again: [In simple terms, the supernatural power blew up Yokohama.]

Kono Seiryoshi: ...Ah?

Everyone discussed it for a long time and decided to start with the results.

"If the energy is too great, is there any way to offset it?"

The light ball picked and chose from the database and gave him several options:

[① Always stay close to Dazai Osamu, so that his "Disqualification from the Human World" can eliminate the supernatural powers of the contractors.

② Find the "book" (note: a blank literary book that can turn the content written on it into facts) and use it to realize the wish of maintaining the stability of the world line

③Use the technology of converting "emotions" into "energy" to collect enough negative emotions to offset energy fluctuations*]

Kono Seiryoshi: Wait a minute.

This third familiar routine, will the next sentence ask me to sign a contract and become a magical girl?

[How could that be? We are a serious system and we don’t do anything deceptive.] The light ball flapped its wings and said seriously, [And this technology has been improved. It is pure, natural and pollution-free.]

Gong Ye Shengliang stretched out his finger and flicked the round ball of light, "Reject pyramid selling."

He thought for a long time and decided, "The first one doesn't seem to be in his right mind. I have reservations about the third one. Let's try the second one first."

According to the intelligence provided by the system, "The Book" is the pillar of this world and is the target of several supernatural organizations. With his weak physique and half-baked supernatural powers, he may not be able to find even a single piece of "The Book" before the world is destroyed.

So, the plan he made for himself and the system was...

——Crush them to death!

As long as he joins the steps of the inner world's involution, nothing is impossible!

The deadline for "saving the world line" is five years later, which is the day when the world line's supernatural power is scheduled to self-destruct. He must seize the opportunity before this day arrives.

And even if he doesn't take the second path, the third path as a backup option prevents him from being a salted fish.

In order to obtain enough negative emotions, quantity is important in addition to quality. If he has always been a small fry at the bottom, he will never be able to make enough people emotionally fluctuate.

——Damn it, you forced me to do this!

Kono Seiryoshi is ready to take action and decides to use the port mafia as his first springboard.

He also temporarily lived in the lounge of the building inside the port mafia, which was very convenient for his work. He was the first to arrive and the last to leave every day. Apart from replenishing his health bar, he worked hard in the office all day. One day was better than three days for others, and he became the pioneer of internal competition on this floor.

During lunch break that day, he verified this week's accounting issues with the Finance Department, smiled out of habit and greeted the people in black suits in the corridor, then opened the door of his office.

Unexpectedly, someone sat inside.

"...Mr. Dazai?"

The smile that had not yet faded from Kono Seiryoshi's face was quickly replaced by surprise.

I don’t know how to put it, but even though Dazai Osamu was the owner of this office, seeing him shocked Kono Seira as much as seeing a stargazing pie on the menu of a dessert shop.

The boss who was sitting opposite the window and had been fooling around for a few days was not wearing a coat. The cuffs of his white shirt were folded up to his elbows and he was wrapping the bandages around his forearms.

I don’t know which sea Dazai Osamu jumped into this morning. His bangs were still a little wet and lay softly on his forehead. He looked a lot more obedient and pleasing than usual.

Of course, it was all an illusion.

Although they didn't spend much time together, Kono Seira has more or less understood what kind of person Dazai Osamu is...

A difficult person.

In terms of ability, Dazai Osamu is definitely an excellent brain. The entire port mafia tacitly agrees that "the most pitiful thing for Dazai's enemies is to be Dazai's enemies." This shows how cruel and ruthless this young cadre candidate is.

Kono Seira had never seen what Dazai Osamu looked like during a mission. What he saw most often was the black-haired boy who looked uninterested in everything, and had a smug and sarcastic expression on his face, which made Nakahara Chuuya furious.

The "common" occurrence here was no more than three times. In this one month, which was neither too long nor too short, Kono Seira suspected that he and Dazai Osamu had been together for less than 24 hours in total.

Actually, he and Chuuya spent even more time together, when they were working on reports together.

Dazai Osamu finally noticed someone coming in, and he casually raised his eyelids, just in time to meet the eyes of Kono Seira.

Then he blinked blankly.

Seira Kono: "...?"

This is... are you having so much fun that you forgot who is going to handle the pile of work he left behind? !

Sure enough, when you are carrying a heavy burden, there is always someone to help you pass the years peacefully :)

Kono Seiryoshi swallowed his anger and said, "Mr. Dazai, the documents that need to be signed are on the right side of the desk. The left side needs your review."

After this reminder, Dazai Osamu seemed to remember who this useful tool was, and slowly raised his eyes: "Kuno-kun, good morning."

Kono Seiryoshi: ...Look at the sun outside and say it again?

He sighed lightly, not wanting to waste time complaining, and returned to his seat to organize the report.

Dazai Osamu slowly continued to tie the bandage and walked around the office, refusing to look at the documents that needed to be processed.

Kono Seiryoshi tried hard to get used to the noise around him while working. The densely packed characters on the electronic screen seemed like an encrypted conversation. If he wasn't careful, he would make a mistake. He had to be extremely alert.

Just as he was concentrating on his work, a shadow suddenly fell in front of his eyes.

His nominal boss stood in front of him, holding a report paper covered with meticulous handwriting, and said quietly: "This is not my task."

“?!”

It was definitely not his, but the share purchase plan discussed with Chuuya yesterday. However, Chuuya’s name definitely cannot be mentioned in this situation...!

Gongye Shengliang was afraid that if he said too much, he would see something, so he just said vaguely, "It's just a small favor I did for someone else."

Hearing this, Dazai Osamu chuckled and returned the report to him, his voice floating into his ears: "You've made a new friend so quickly, you're worthy of being Kouno-kun."

Kono Seiryoshi accepted the compliment, which sounded hypocritical, with a little shame, and nodded randomly: "Thank you, you too."

Dazai Osamu: “…”

I can't laugh.

He didn't move. He maintained this condescending posture for too long, and a feeling of oppression began to build up all over his body.

Dazai Osamu turned his back to the French window, narrowed his iris-colored eyes, and stared at the tiny dust particles floating in the air for a long time. Suddenly he said, "Kuno-kun, what do you think people live for?"

Kono Seira reopened the document and said: …?

He raised his head in confusion.

Dazai Osamu didn't move for a long time just now, and he thought that the former was cosplaying the statue on a whim, so he was considerate and didn't disturb him.

Now it seems that the one doing the cosplay is the Thinker.

As a qualified secretary, Kono Seiryoshi didn't want to dampen his boss's thirst for knowledge. He racked his brains and used his almost forgotten philosophy knowledge, and answered hesitantly, "For something that only I can do."

Just like him, every day of his life is spent in a state of diligence and involution.

"After all, life is all about looking for trouble."

At this moment, the gray-haired boy seemed to be thinking of something. His golden eyes, which seemed a little cold, now glowed with a soft light. The corners of his lips lifted slightly, as if he was thinking of something beautiful. His expression revealed a rare tenderness.

Dazai Osamu looked at him steadily without saying a word.

"However, today's words."

Kono Seira's eyes lit up, and his face was filled with joy that he couldn't hide: "It's for the limited edition dark chocolate double berry pudding from the next street."

Sugar! The fire of my soul, □□——!!

No matter how difficult his boss is, he can't stop him from queuing up to buy the limited desserts--!!

“…”

Dazai Osamu's expression was blank for a moment.

After a few seconds, he chuckled, turned back to his desk, and took out a game console from the locked drawer at the bottom.

Dazai Osamu nestled comfortably in the leather sofa, not even looking up, and said in a somewhat rogue tone: "Well, Kouno-kun, I want to eat too."

There seemed to be a hint of smile in the voice.

The author has something to say:

*The meme comes from Puella Magi Madoka Magica

Shengliang was very touched to receive the recognition from Dazai, and then he went out to buy dessert.

Didn't you say you should work hard?

Zai is not thinking about philosophy all the time. Hhh Regarding the fact that they met before, Shengliang thinks it is not important, and Zai thinks that he will lose if he brings it up first (weird desire to win)

But no matter what they think, I will write about ovo in a few chapters.