"It's strange... I feel that Huang Ba's power is on the knife in his hand."

Nakahara Chuuya thought about it and said uncertainly.

"Hmm?" Dazai Osamu looked at him and hummed a word from his nose, indicating that he should continue.

"…That's all. That's it. What else do you want me to say?" Nakahara Chuuya accepted his hint but refused to continue.

After all, he had said everything he should and shouldn't say!

"Is that all?" Dazai Osamu crossed his fingers, rested his chin on the surface formed by his crossed fingers, and sighed in disappointment, "I thought the dwarf could find out more."

"Oh my, but it's great that the little guy has found out so much." Dazai Osamu stopped talking in time and said with a smile, "The dog can rest now."

Nakahara Chuuya: ...

Dazai Osamu, please tell me clearly, do you want to be beaten?!

Dazai Osamu looked innocent as he was stared at by Nakahara Chuuya's murderous eyes. He even said, "Chuuya is still here. Do you want to check again?"

"It's okay, Chuuya." Dazai Osamu knew how to make Nakahara Chuuya angry, so he pretended to be considerate and said, "As a master, I won't abandon a useless dog."

Nakahara Chuuya: ...

Hard, the fist is hard.

"If you have nothing to do, please go down." Dazai Osamu said with a smile, "I am going to the interrogation department now."

"I'll follow you." Nakahara Chuuya said this with gritted teeth.

Dazai Osamu looked at him twice and finally said nothing, which was considered as his tacit consent.

He had been prepared that if Dazai Osamu said something that would make his blood pressure soar, he could not bear it anymore. After one punch, the world became quiet, which surprised Nakahara Chuuya.

I didn't expect that Dazai Osamu didn't say anything?

Nakahara Chuuya, who was ready to fight, loosened his clenched fists with some regret.

Dazai Osamu, who was walking in front, breathed a sigh of relief.

He was just simply bored and wanted to tease Nakahara Chuuya, not to be tortured.

You know, he hates pain the most.

——

Port Mafia Building, Torture Department.

The young man who was just brought back was not taken to the torture room like other people who were brought back, but was placed in an ordinary room.

Although the room is a bit dark, it is not very big.

But it's much better than any other room around.

Because the rooms around him were all torture chambers.

The young man was sitting on the bed with one leg bent and placed on the other, and the knife in his hand was also lying on his thigh.

He was currently wiping the knife with a not very clean handkerchief.

Soon, his ears moved and he raised his head sharply to look towards the door.

Two seconds later, the doorknob turned and the door opened.

"Good evening."

A young man with black hair came in, wearing a long black suit and a red scarf loosely draped around his neck.

The young man looked at the red scarf, revealing an undisguised expression on his face, "Good evening. Besides, your scarf is really ugly."

The young man was stunned for a moment, then his beautiful iris eyes curved and a smile appeared on his face, "Really? I think so too."

"Then why do you still carry it?" The young man stopped wiping the knife in his hand, a look of genuine confusion on his face.

"Well... after all, this is a token left by the previous leader. There's nothing I can do... even though his aesthetic sense isn't that great." Dazai Osamu dissed Mori Ogai with a smile, sighed, and showed a helpless expression.