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The man I had never seen before, but who seemed to be in the same group as us, provided a place where Dazai Osamu could rest and change his blood-soaked clothes temporarily after Osamu Dazai fainted, which was his home.

The current situation is that I lifted the illusion effect at his house, but Osamu Dazai did not wake up at all. We put him into the futon spread on the tatami, and then, he and I, who had never met each other before, fell into a suffocating silence with Osamu Dazai lying in the middle.

I didn't dare to act rashly at all, because I could see that the man in front of me, who didn't look aggressive, was surprisingly skilled. Although I am not as good as Mr. Chuuya, the humanoid self-propelled killer of the Port Mafia, in terms of close combat, I am better than Osamu Dazai. If we fight at a closer distance, I am far from his opponent.

More than fifteen minutes have passed since I changed into clean clothes and sat here, motionless and staring at that man. At first, I could force myself to look confident and confident that I had never done anything, and my waist was straight, but then I fell into a hell of numbness in my legs while sitting upright.

Just when I was about to use the overly large shirt on my body to cover my body and quietly move my buttocks to try to relieve the pressure on my thighs from where I was sitting, the man who had been silent just now suddenly broke the silence.

"Dazai, when will he wake up?"

"I have tried to minimize the damage and removed the ability... I should wake up soon."

"is that so."

His frowning eyebrows relaxed slightly after hearing my words. The young man with dark red hair like dried blood heard the words: "Are you Dazai's subordinate?"

"I am Scared Bird, sir."

The man showed a clear expression: "Ah... Jingniao, I see, I heard Dazai talking about you."

He paused and said as if he realized something again.

"I am Sakunosuke Oda, a friend of Dazai."

I looked up sharply.

The keyword "Dazai Osamu's friend" was placed in front of me. I didn't know for a moment whether I should be surprised that Dazai Osamu's friend actually existed and was not a product of his imagination, or should I be surprised by the actual person. It was the culprit that directly led to my partnership with Akutagawa.

As a result, I didn't have time to express my amazement at these two things, and Dazai Osamu woke up from the genjutsu.

He seemed to be suddenly awakened from a dream. The sleeping black-haired boy almost sat up straight from the bed. A big dream has not yet faded away, and Dazai Osamu's eyes are sluggish, not showing even half of their original brilliance. The caramel-colored eyes were dim, cloudy, cold, numb and hollow, reflecting the scenery he saw.

I was so frightened that I thought it was an illusion that destroyed Dazai Osamu.

"Tai, Mr. Dazai?"

I cautiously called out tentatively: "Mr. Dazai, are you okay...?"

This sentence became a switch to wake him up, and Dazai Osamu's consciousness returned to its original position in the blink of an eye. Although the person who just woke up may not realize what the situation is now, he is accustomed to it and puts on a smile that does not penetrate deep into his eyes.

My heart skipped a beat.

Damn it, is Dazai Osamu super angry? He's not planning how to kill me, is he?

When I thought of this, the system suddenly spoke out of curiosity: "Speaking of which, Jingniao, what did you show Osamu Dazai in the illusion?"

...I am worried that harmful illusions will damage the spirit of my immediate boss. In order to avoid being retaliated against later, I can only try to make the content of the illusion harmless and strive to minimize the damage.

So I showed Dazai Osamu the scene ten thousand times in the genjutsu where Akutagawa confessed to him passionately, "Mr. Dazai, I love you."

"...You might as well let Dazai be stabbed three hundred times like Q." The system said in an extremely cold voice: "You are hopeless, just wait to die."

hum.

"...I was wrong, I really didn't mean it."

I didn't even care about the numbness in my legs, and bowed my head to Dazai Osamu in a depressed manner: "I didn't expect you to look directly into my eyes... When I realized it, I couldn't hold it back."

Dazai Osamu smiled, not showing any desire for revenge: "It's not a big deal. It's rare to win someone else's ability. This feeling is unexpected and novel."

I beg you to stop.

The more you talk, the more I feel that you are plotting revenge and trying to trick me into hiding.

Ignoring my apology, Mr. Dazai turned around with great interest and smiled at the young man named Oda Sakunosuke: "Hey, let me tell you, Oda Tsukuru. Aren't my subordinates very powerful?"

"Well...it's pretty awesome."

The man whose surname is Oda and whose name is Sakunosuke is not sure why Dazai calls him Oda Tsukuru, but I don’t think he cares much about the title issue. Oda Sakunosuke thought for a while, then stretched out his hand to explore my head.

Compared to Osamu Dazai's hand, his hand was warmer and wider and fell on the top of my hair. A slight warmth came from the thin calloused fingertips. He followed the posture in which I bowed my head to Osamu Dazai, and touched my head twice casually but gently.

"He's still a child, not a few years older than the children I adopted."

"You really like raising children, Odasaku."

Dazai Osamu hugged the quilt, raised his chin and looked at the scene where Oda Sakunosuke was stroking my hair. He sighed: "If the frightened bird was picked up by you, maybe it will become something more interesting now." What about his appearance. Ah, but if someone else had picked him up at that time, Jingniao would have died of his injuries by now."

"Is it seriously injured?"

"A clean cut. If the wound had been deeper, it would have been a single stab wound. He would have died before he felt much pain."

"Really?" Oda Sakunosuke thought for a moment, and then replied seriously: "But if he was picked up by me, I would probably send him to school."

"Ah——! That's right, I didn't even think about letting Scary Bird go to school!"

"As a child, you need to be exposed to more knowledge, right?"

This chapter is not finished yet, click on the next page to continue reading-->>The conversation between the two people was very speculative. But after listening to their conversation, I, who had been keeping silent and pretending that I didn't exist, always felt that there was something slightly inconsistent.

"You are right, Odasaku. I have decided that in order to expose Jingniao to more knowledge, I will hand over half of the documents I am responsible for processing to Jingniao."

"Huh? Can he handle your work?"

"No problem, Jingniao is very strong."

Osamu Dazai laughed.

"Very strong... ah." Oda Sakunosuke thought for a while, nodded to Mr. Dazai in agreement and said, "Children nowadays are very powerful."

"Yes, I am also a very powerful child."

Oda Sakunosuke had absolutely no intention of refuting or complaining about Osamu Dazai. After Osamu Dazai said the awkward words just now, he actually echoed and replied: "That's right, you are also a very powerful child. "

This time I was really shocked.

It’s not that I was surprised that he was Dazai Osamu’s friend, or that he was the one who made me and Akutagawa work together, something as trivial as that.

But the most important point.

This person, unexpectedly, has never complained at all!

The subtle violation lies here. From the first time I saw him until now, he has never complained about Osamu Dazai from the beginning to the end!

You know, even I, who was very wary when I first came to this world, couldn't hold back my complaints about Osamu Dazai. Even guys like Akutagawa, who blindly worshiped his Mr. Dazai, would occasionally complain about him. Case.

But this man is different.

He is not simply pandering to Osamu Dazai, a high-ranking official in the port mafia. The scariest thing was exactly this. He truly felt that there was nothing worth complaining about in what Osamu Dazai said.

I was so shocked that I almost fell into confusion.

Until the end, when Osamu Dazai took me to bid farewell to Sakunosuke Oda, I could not escape from the state of shock and confusion.

No, no, no, no, just thinking about the fact that there are people in this world who feel that Osamu Dazai has nothing worth complaining about, makes me want to complain.

On the way back, Osamu Dazai asked me with a smile: "Speaking of which, Jingniao. Why are you here?"

Me: "...came to rescue you?"

"Huh? That's it." Dazai Osamu didn't hear what I said at all. He thought to himself: "Chuuya has something to do at the moment, so you took the opportunity to run away. When you ran around here, you accidentally bumped into me and Ori Tian Zuo was attacked, so I must have been involved in the incident."

...Since you can guess it, why are you asking me?

Suddenly, Mr. Dazai seemed to have remembered something, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "By the way, Frightened Bird. I thought of a good thing."

No, no, don't tell me, I don't want to know.

However, Dazai Osamu completely failed to understand the turbulent thoughts in my heart. He said enthusiastically: "After we go back, how about letting Chuuya try out the abilities you used on me?"

"I don't want... Mr. Chuuya is a good person who will treat me to food. Before I ran away, I expected to respect him more in the future."

"It's too late to be respectful next time." Osamu Dazai curled his eyes, and even the tips of his eyebrows seemed to be tinged with his smile: "But if you refuse this time, I might tell you about your sneaking out. Chuuya listens.”

I:"……"

Dazai Osamu: "Zhongkai will hit people. It will hurt when he hits them."

You don’t need to tell me, I understand it deeply.

I said warily: "Are you sure that if I promise, I will never tell Mr. Chuuya about my sneaking out?"

"I won't lie about this kind of agreement."

Dazai Osamu saw that I had room to relax, and he smiled very happily: "It's not like I can't help you hide it from Chuuya, saying that you were called out by me."

...Mr. Chuya, I'm sorry. In order to avoid being beaten, I chose to surrender to Osamu Dazai.

Next time, next time I will respect you twice as much.

…………

……

In order to prevent my sneaking out from being revealed in advance, the first thing Dazai Osamu did after returning to the Port Mafia headquarters was to find me a new pair of clothes that fit my size.

After dressing neatly and wiping off the bloodstains on the corners of my body that had not been cleaned up in time, I followed Dazai Osamu to find Mr. Chuuya.

Mr. Chuuya is different from people like Osamu Dazai who leave work and run around. People have to be busy with work. I sneaked out and never came back, and Mr. Chuuya couldn't have been waiting for me in the training room. Mr. Dazai and I found him in his office.

I knocked on the door of Mr. Chuuya's office. After he said "come in," I just poked my head out and saw him squinting his eyes dangerously, looking particularly unhappy.

"...Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Chuuya."

"Sneaking away during training? Where did you sneak away to play?"

I coughed dryly and did not answer directly.

I was feeling guilty when Osamu Dazai opened the door and walked out from behind me, walking straight into Mr. Chuuya's office.

"Don't blame him." Dazai Osamu came to my rescue with a smile: "Jingniao was with me just now."

What he said was very technical, and I don’t know if it was to make it easier to blame him later. Mr. Dazai didn’t even mention whether he asked me to run away or whether I followed him out on my own initiative. He only told Chuuya vaguely. Sir, I was with him just now.

Mr. Chuuya was obviously thinking that I had asked Dazai Osamu to take away my absence. He was stunned for a moment and said: "Next time something like this happens, just say it earlier. Don't wait to be scolded before thinking about it." explain."

"Yes Yes--"

Osamu Dazai answered for me without any sincerity.

Then he put his arm around my shoulders, his smile and tone were very expectant, and pushed me towards Mr. Chuuya.

"Jingniao came here specifically to apologize. He is such a good boy."

Mr. Chuuya glanced at him sideways: "Ah, that's right. Unlike a certain blue mackerel bastard, this kid is much more sensible than some people."

I lowered my eyes and slowly moved towards Mr. Chuuya, waved to him, and apologized in a low voice: "I was wrong, Mr. Chuuya."

This chapter is not finished yet, click on the next page to continue reading -->> "Huh? You don't need to apologize for such a small thing. Just make it clear in advance next time. Don't wait until you get scolded before you remember to explain to me."

"Well... then, Mr. Chuuya, I want to tell you a secret..."

"what?"

I raised my eyes and looked directly at him. When Mr. Tongzhongya met his gaze, the dark eyes turned into red blood lines. After Mr. Chuuya's beautiful blue eyes came into contact with mine, they suddenly dimmed and lost their original look.

"Next time, don't look an Uchiha in the eye without any defense."

I helped him up, and Mr. Chuuya finally managed to keep himself from falling to the ground.

"Ah, I'm satisfied."

Dazai Osamu came closer to observe. He stretched out his hand and poked Mr. Chuuya's cheek. When he found that Mr. Chuuya was not beaten backhand immediately, he sighed: "It's exactly what I imagined. I'm really looking forward to it, Chuuya." The look on my face after seeing that scene.”

He walked away satisfied.

Having seen through everything, I looked sympathetically at Dazai Osamu who had already left.

Don't know what he was expecting.

The hallucinations Mr. Chuuya and Osamu Dazai saw were exactly the same scene. In other words, what Mr. Chuuya saw was Akutagawa confessing ten thousand times, saying feverishly, "Mr. Dazai, I love you."

I always feel like Osamu Dazai has been tricking me recently. I look for opportunities to trick him back, he keeps trying to trick me, and then I trick him back again. This is an endless loop pattern.

Is it almost time for me to get used to this kind of life?

"No, normal people don't dig holes for each other. Can't you pick something good to learn from?"

I turned a deaf ear and pretended not to hear the system's implicit dislike, and just put my hand on Mr. Chuuya's eyebrows. Just like waking up Q and Mr. Dazai just now, it disrupted the original flow of illusion chakra.

Compared to Osamu Dazai, who was still unconscious for a while, Mr. Chuuya woke up very quickly.

Before my fingers even left his eyebrows, I saw that he had already opened his eyes.

Mr. Chuuya who woke up from the genjutsu and Dazai Osamu seemed to have the same reaction, but upon closer inspection, they were somewhat different. As if awakening from a big dream, he blinked his blue eyes blankly and slowly.

Gradually getting rid of the influence of the genjutsu, Mr. Chuuya finally realized that I was still looking at him.

He grabbed my wrist eagerly: "Hey, that was it just now!"

Pretending to be mysterious, I raised my left wrist that was not held by him, raised my index finger to my lips, and said a silent "Shhhhhhhhhh".

"I told you, I want to tell you a secret."

Mr. Chuuya let go of me in disbelief: "You mean..."

"Yes, that's it."

I nodded seriously: "Mr. Chuuya, you can't tell anyone else. This is a little secret between the two of us."

Before Mr. Chuuya could figure out what was going on, I quickly slipped out of his office.

"You just fooled both sides?"

"It got me fooled." I thought for a while, nodded honestly and admitted to the system: "Be vague in your words so that you can easily shift the blame later. The art of language is what Mr. Dazai taught me just now."

"You have changed, Scared Bird."

The system sighed numbly: "Children who are still growing up and whose outlook and personality are extremely easily influenced should not be sent to a place like the mafia organization. Look at what you have been taught by Dazai Osamu."

I think this is good for me.

Osamu Dazai didn't teach me much, but I have a very high level of understanding and can understand everything at a glance. And the other one, Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who was stamped by Mr. Dazai, has excellent talent but extremely poor understanding, but he can't learn it even if he wants to.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa, who was killed in the scandal, still doesn't know how much commotion he caused between the two top officials of the Port Mafia.

However, Mr. Chuuya is still very trustworthy and a very reliable person. We agreed that it was a secret between the two of us, and he really didn’t tell anyone what I showed him in the illusion.

At most, when he saw Akutagawa, he would pay attention to Akutagawa with complicated and sympathetic eyes.

That's why Ryunosuke Akutagawa has been asking me doubtfully recently: "Is there something on my face that shouldn't be there? Why does Mr. Chuuya always look at me like that?"

"Maybe it's because you don't have what you should have on your face."

As the source of Akutagawa's scandal, I responded sympathetically: "I've always wanted to ask you, where are your eyebrows? Did you give them a holiday?"

Then I had a fight with Ryunosuke Akutagawa.

During the mission, there was a fierce fight.

It's not quite accurate to say that there was a fight. To be precise, Akutagawa tried to attack me regardless of the mission. However, after being trained by Mr. Chuuya for so long, I am no longer the rookie I was before. Rashomon's attack touched me. Before he touched me, I closed the distance and controlled Akutagawa's arm. While I always had the upper hand, I gave Akutagawa a good beating.

The mission was completely forgotten by the two of us when we reached the climax of the fight. Although it cannot be called a mission failure, looking at the completely destroyed mission location and not a single enemy left alive, no matter how you look at it, this mission can be called a failure. Nothing short of success.

Even when I was doing a routine mission report afterwards, I could hear the sigh from the leader Mori Ogai standing at the bottom.

Akutagawa and I, who had already received a beating for this matter, touched the bandages on our faces respectively, and neither of us dared to cause trouble in the leader's office.

"If this continues, it won't work."

This time, Mr. Sen finally did not wear those two terrible braids and two pink bows in front of me. In the dimly lit office, he maintained his dignity as a leader very well.

...Although his voice sounded like he was really troubled.

"It's not your first time offending, right? You left the mission to fight on your own. In the end, no matter whether there were special requests or not, all the enemies were silenced. It's not a mission failure, but you are so stupid that I don't want to praise you two as a mission success. ." Mr. Mori sighed: "When Dazai recommended you guys to me, I was really looking forward to seeing the new 'Double Black' combination. But it didn't work, it didn't work at all."

This chapter is not finished yet, click on the next page to continue reading -->> "Fright Bird-kun, and Akutagawa-kun. The new double black that Dazai and I hope to see should be the effect of one plus one greater than two. Can you understand?"

Akutagawa stubbornly lowered his head and remained silent, while I responded weakly: "...Yes."

"Even Dazai-kun and Chuuya-kun have developed a tacit understanding at this time." Mr. Mori rubbed his forehead and said expressionlessly: "They are obviously the best of the best, outstanding subordinates. Why is there so much conflict between the two of you? How could the compatibility be so bad?”

do not know.

Maybe it's because of the innate auras.

I glanced at Akutagawa, he was still silent and bowing his head to accept the scolding. It seems that you can't count on him.

I also followed his example and lowered my head, and apologized with a low eyebrow: "I know I was wrong, and I won't do it next time."

"...Do you still want a next time?" Mr. Sen said with a serious face and a heavy expression: "There will be no next time. If there is a next time, even an organization as big as the Port Mafia will not be able to withstand the torture of you two again and again. . Your next task is canceled and handed over to Mr. Guangjin. In order to cultivate the tacit understanding between you two, go to the bottom and work for a while. "

I was originally considered a low-level member of the Black Lizard, but when I was assigned to the lowest level of the Port Mafia, I realized just how high up the Black Lizard members were.

...It can’t be said that the position is high, but the salary is very high.

My salary shrank along with my sudden drop in status, and Akutagawa Ryunosuke's was not much better. The two of us who were originally responsible for making money to support our family, our combined salary overnight was less than that of Gin alone.

The work at the bottom of the port mafia is so boring that just like the plummeting wages, there is a huge sense of disparity. For high-paying tasks such as encirclement and suppression, silencing, and gangsters, lower-level personnel simply cannot be ranked. The only things left for us to do are to mediate the conflicts among the members of the Port Mafia's organization, dismantle the fake bombs that were installed next to the branch building and claim that they will die together, and help intelligence personnel verify again and again. The authenticity of the most basic piece of information... a job that doesn't make much money and involves a lot of bullshit.

"I also think it won't work if it continues like this."

I sat casually on the low wall with my legs crossed, and looked at Akutagawa, who was standing below, who had just threatened another organization member with Rashomon that he would kill him if there was any conflict again, and I sighed deeply.

"I said, Akutagawa. If this continues, our family won't be able to afford meat."

The unknown lower-level team member was scared to death by Rashomon and ran away. He glanced at the man's retreating back with disgust. Akutagawa covered his mouth and coughed lightly and said, "It's me and you, Uchiha, no." "We" said this.

"Besides, poverty is nothing." Akutagawa put down the palm covering his mouth, and veins popped up on the back of his pale and thin hand due to excessive exertion. Akutagawa said suppressedly: "This kind of meaningless work... If it continues like this, it won't be able to help Mr. Dazai at all."

I sat on the wall with my chin propped up and thought: "You said, if Q runs out again, I will catch him again. Will the leader be lenient and let us go back?"

"What are you thinking about? Q is under the jurisdiction of Mr. Dazai. If that disaster escapes, it will cause trouble to Mr. Dazai."

"But if I can't go back, I will be very poor. After paying the household expenses to the bank, I will only have enough money left to buy two cans of juice."

"It doesn't matter. I'm just a wild dog struggling to survive."

You can do it but I can’t.

Although I am not particularly pampered, I am from an orthodox Uchiha family.

Now that I have no money, do you think it’s okay for me to eat and sleep with you?

"It's really not possible to continue like this. I have to find a way."

I followed the example of Chief Mori, crossed my fingers with my hands and put them to my lips, thinking deeply: "I haven't found my lunch yet."

Originally, I wanted to grab Akutagawa and go with me to find a solution for lunch, but he said that it was just in case, and he had to wait for Mr. Dazai's summons at any time in his free time, and would not leave the vicinity of the headquarters even if he died.

I had no choice but to leave him there alone and solve the eternal problem of "what to eat for lunch" by myself.

I was thinking about it when I passed by the roadside and immediately caught my eye with the man with reddish brown hair in the small restaurant next to me.

Through the glass, he opened his mouth while chewing food, making a silent "Ah..." mouth shape.

me."

It's you, my lunch.

Being young is also an added advantage, at least when a thirteen-year-old is looking at you longingly, and most people wouldn't have the heart to say no to a child's request to be treated to lunch.

Oda Sakunosuke couldn't resist the big eyes of the Uchiha clan, but in the end he took the initiative to invite me in to try the curry in this store.

The owner of the store must be an acquaintance of his, and without any need for him to say anything, an extra plate of curry rice was brought to me.

"Speaking of...well, Scared Bird? Can I call you that?" He swallowed the food in his mouth and asked, "Why are you here today? Do the Black Lizard people have jobs here?"

"No, I am just the lowest-level member of the Port Mafia now."

I scooped up a spoonful of curry and blew it. Before I put it in my mouth, I replied in a low voice: "Because of the fight with Akutagawa, the two of us were demoted by the leader. Isn't that right... we can't even afford lunch."

After saying that, I put the curry into my mouth.

A pungent taste ran down the tip of my tongue and hit Tianling Gai, and tears immediately flowed down my face uncontrollably.

"so spicy--!"

I threw away the spoon and jumped up. Oda Sanosuke asked the boss for a glass of ice water and handed it to me. Even if I drink a whole glass of ice water in one go, I still feel my tongue is burning.

My brother and I both liked sweet food in the past, and there would never be any curry in our house that was more spicy than sweet. Later, I stayed at Akutagawa's house. Akutagawa was in poor health and could only eat food with a lighter taste. It had been a long time since my tongue had been stimulated like this.

I kept wiping my tears with my sleeves, crying and breathing in: "...Why is it so spicy?"

"I think it's quite delicious."

This chapter is not finished yet, click on the next page to continue reading-->> Oda Sakunosuke slowly finished the last bit of rice left on his plate. When he turned to look at me, his expression was slightly startled: "Shocked Bird, your eyes..."

I reluctantly used the reflection of the transparent glass to take a look at myself. My eyes were red, but of course that wasn't the point. The point is that his originally dark eyes were opened by the spicy curry.

Listen, my eyes were opened by the curry.

If I had known that the Sharingan could be opened so uncontrollably, I would have eaten a hundred raw peppers every day when I was a child.

I continued to eat my lunch while crying.

Oda Sakunosuke may also feel that it is not good to treat me to a meal and make me look miserable with runny nose and tears. He hesitated for a moment, and then took the initiative: "Otherwise, I will treat you at noon tomorrow." Are you going to eat something else?"

I cried so much that I hiccupped: "Then can I eat sweets..."

Oda Sakunosuke looked helpless and patted my forehead: "Why do you have the same taste as our Saki?"

"Sakule, who is Sakule..."

He poured me another glass of water and handed it over, and said warmly: "The youngest girl among the children I adopted is only four years old this year. She likes sweets just like you."

I rubbed the end of my eyes again and again with the back of my hand, and finally the Sharingan was gone. Then I said to Oda Sakunosuke with red eyes in a serious tone: "I am still a child, so I like to eat sweets." It’s normal.”

"Well, it's normal."

A gentle smile appeared on the young man's face, which looked a little unkempt since he didn't have time to shave: "He is just a child."

When I first met Oda Sakunosuke, I always thought it was strange that this man didn't know how to complain. But after getting used to his style of not complaining, I felt that this man was unexpectedly very healing.

...Ah, but I think the content of healing definitely does not include the fact that he treats Osamu Dazai as a child.

I get goosebumps when I think that he sees Dazai Osamu and me as the same type.

After finishing the meal, he offered to take me back, and he even bought me a taiyaki on the way to comfort my tongue that was hurt by the extremely spicy curry.

"Odasaku is such a good person, just like Mr. Chuuya."

In just one meal, my name for him changed from Oda Sakunosuke to Odasaku, who is the same as Dazai Osamu. How do I put this name? It’s not very smooth, but it’s quite brainwashing.

I bit into the sweet red bean paste in the taiyaki and couldn't help but sigh: "If my partner were you, I would definitely not start fighting during the mission."

Odasaku thought for a moment: "I don't think most people would fight with a child as young as you."

no!

Ryunosuke Akutagawa, who is three years older than me, is in the minority. He had the nerve to attack me directly during the mission!

Although he never hit me.

In short, there are differences only when there is comparison. With Oda Tsukuru as a comparison, Akutagawa is very simple and rough to me.

Oda seriously suggested: "Since we are not compatible, why not try to apply for a different partner?"

I think what Odasaku said makes sense.

That night, I blocked the entrance to the Port Mafia headquarters building, blocking Dazai Osamu who had missed work for almost a whole day. When I saw Osamu Dazai, who was belatedly arriving, my eyes lit up and I ran after him.

"Mr. Dazai--Mr. Dazai!"

I jogged to catch up with Osamu Dazai, looked at him expectantly and said, "Mr. Dazai, can I apply to break up with Akutagawa and change partners?"

"Hmm -? Why, haven't you been sent to the bottom by Mr. Sen to get in touch with each other?"

Osamu Dazai maintained a smile on his face, tilted his head, and the other eye that was not covered by the bandage bent into a smile: "Although I may not agree, but I can listen to you for the time being. reason."

"It's really easy for me and Akutagawa to fight."

I tried to make my expression more sincere, and my voice revealed obvious expectations: "So, I would like to apply for a new partner."

"Hey, did you find a suitable partner at the bottom?"

"Yes!"

I replied loudly: "So I want to break up with Akutagawa and partner with Oda! I hope you can approve it!"

Mr. Dazai's smiling expression froze on his face for several seconds, and he stood there without saying a word for a long time. After a while, Osamu Dazai made another move.

"Frightened Bird."

Osamu Dazai took a step forward and put his hands on my shoulders.

"It's impossible. I won't agree to partnering with Oda."

"Why?"

Dazai Osamu's smile was extremely rare and looked very innocent. He said sincerely: "Because I also want to be Oda's partner."

I:"……"

The author has something to say: 1 update. I really can't make up words... I'm almost vomiting out the words today, so I'll make do with one chapter of words.

2 Aren’t you curious about what Dazai saw in the genjutsu? 233333 saw this.

3 It is always easy for children to learn bad things. Look at what Dazai Osamu taught Jingniao [.

After 4 joined v, I often left me messages asking if I should support the original version, because I have written so many free articles. Only if I earn enough money to support myself can I continue to write free articles with love

5 Odasaku is really cute.

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Please like me because I'm so cute. If no one likes me, I'll ask in the next chapter_(:3∠)_

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