Chapter 91 Chapter 91 (Inverted v) (Page 2)



The two of them didn't talk during the meal, but at least the atmosphere was good and no one felt awkward - the "no one" here of course refers specifically to Sakaguchi Ango, so how could Dazai feel awkward?

Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. The atmosphere between the two, which was not happy but still pretty good, was interrupted by someone.

The man was wearing a white coat, with half of his black hair casually draped behind his head. His hair was parted in the middle and his eyes were dull. He looked like a middle-aged, decadent uncle that you can see everywhere.

The only special thing about him was probably that he was holding a cute little loli.

The loli looked no more than six or seven years old, with blond hair and blue eyes. She was wearing a little red dress and was as delicate as a doll. She looked very adorable.

Dazai had sharp eyes. He lowered his head and took a bite of crab meat, then raised his head and saw the man.

The leader of the port mafia who is holding the iconic Lolita - Mori Ogai.

The expression on Dazai's face suddenly faded, and he swallowed the crab meat in his mouth, pretending that he didn't notice Mori Ougai coming over here.

"Long time no see, Dazai-kun." Mori Ou walked straight towards him with a smile like an old fox on his face and a gentle smile in his purple-red eyes, as if he was just an ordinary person.

Dazai curled his lips, bit the crab meat, rolled his eyes, swallowed the crab meat and cleared his throat.

Mori Ouwai looked at him with an ominous feeling.

The next second, Dazai's beautiful iris-colored eyes were filled with water. He blinked and forced out two crocodile tears, then he opened his mouth and shouted with great emotion, "Dad!"

Mori Ougai:……?

Sakaguchi Ango:……?

The instigator looked at the girl in Mori Ou's hand and cleared his throat again. The water in his eyes became clearer and he looked heartbroken. "Even if you don't want me and... my brother, you don't have to make such a big sacrifice!"

The volume of what he said now was normal, but the "Dad!!!" he just shouted was very loud, so a lot of eyes were on them, and this sentence contained a lot of information, which confused many people.

"My brother and I both know that you despise my mom because she's poor, not as pretty as Aunt Nadeshiko, and not as rich as Aunt Nadeshiko." Dazai wiped away his tears hypocritically when he said this.

The young man looked very pitiful as he lowered his head and wiped away his tears with his hands. His slightly long bangs blocked other people's view, and only Sen Ou, who was standing in front of him, could see that he touched his face perfunctorily.

I don't even bother to touch my eyes.

"But, but mom has been with you for more than ten years after all... From school uniforms to wedding dresses, dad, please be considerate of mom." Dazai even had a crying voice when he said this. He looked young to begin with, and without the bandage on his face, he looked no more than a dozen years old now.

Originally his height might be considered a flaw, but he was sitting down and it was impossible to tell how tall he was.

So even if you say he is only fifteen or sixteen years old now, some people will believe it.

"..." Sen Ouwai was speechless for a moment.

“Dad…even if you don’t like us or mom, you can’t…be a father to a child that’s not yours…” Dazai was heartbroken.

Alice was also a little confused by him. Before she could react and say anything, Dazai turned hostile again, "I'm sorry, Daddy... I'm sorry, I didn't mean it... I just wanted to ask you, I'm sorry, my brother and I will leave Yokohama soon..."

Dazai said this and pulled up Sakaguchi Ango, who was sitting next to him and looked a little confused. He added at the end, "I'm just a little worried about you."

Sen Ouwai fell into deep thought.

Dazai had just spoken very fast and acted quite a bit, and he had never expected Dazai to do such a thing. His best chance to interrupt was wasted because of his initial shock, and he couldn't find any chance to interrupt later on.


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