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I told Odasaku that I wasn't angry, but actually according to the system's evaluation, my anger towards Osamu Dazai was written all over from my hair to my heels, and there was nothing in my face or expression that was not angry at all.

Odasaku must have noticed that I had a bad temper and was getting angry. This good-tempered man hesitated for a moment, and then asked me: "Are you hungry?"

My murderous intention provoked by Osamu Dazai was halfway up when I was stopped by Odasaku. I choked for a moment, thought about it and answered him honestly: "I'm not hungry, but I don't object to eating something."

"Yeah." He relaxed his eyebrows and smiled: "You want something sweet, right?"

I followed Odasaku to the nearest shopping street, and under his guidance, I walked straight into a dango shop that I liked. Eating is indeed the best way to calm down anger. I just took a sip of the tea served by the landlady and before I started eating, I was relieved by the sweet taste of the glutinous rice dumplings.

While watching me drink tea, Odasaku thoughtfully placed the three-color meatballs that had just been served in my hand.

"Frightened Bird."

"Well?"

I bit the tip of the bamboo stick of the three-color meatball and looked up at Odasaku. He held the tea cup, rubbed his index finger on the slightly rough edge of the porcelain cup, thought for a moment and said, "Can you tell me why you are angry?"

The bamboo stick made a "bang" sound when I bit it.

"Maybe it's not that important to others."

I spit out the bitten stick, slowly bit off the top glutinous rice dumpling, and then replied: "But for me, Osamu Dazai really went too far. That bastard actually treated me like a fool. ."

"I was ordered by the leader to pretend to be Mr. Dazai and hurriedly led people to rescue him. When I found him in the private cell, he had bandages on his eyes. I was so frightened that I thought I was too late because he had been killed. I dug both eyes out. In the end, Mr. Dazai actually took off the bandage and told me that his eyesight was fine, and he would have gone out on his own if I had been later."

I devoured the bunch of dumplings in just a few mouthfuls. I held the remaining bamboo stick in my hand and pointed it back and forth to aim at Dazai Osamu's smiling face in my imagination. It was like throwing a thousand coins, and I broke the stick. Half of the sign was accurately thrown into the trash can farthest from our table: "In an instant, I felt that I had apologized to him seriously, and felt guilty for coming too late. I am a retard. Just for this, Akutagawa still dislikes me. I don’t know how to praise him. If you ask me, I didn’t cover him with clothes on the spot, and then I went back to report to the leader that the rescue was not enough. It’s already my temper.”

I picked up the second bunch of dumplings and glanced at Mr. Dazai's good friend across the table as I spoke: "Do you think he is particularly annoying?"

Odasaku pondered: "This is indeed Dazai's fault."

"It's his fault!" I slapped the table and said angrily: "He didn't even apologize to me, nor did he tell me where he was wrong! If he hadn't been there, he wouldn't have known when he would suddenly appear to refresh his presence. , who would come out and hang out right now? I haven’t finished my work yet, and I’m going to be disturbed by Akutagawa again when I go home at night!”

As I was talking about how Osamu Dazai might suddenly appear out of nowhere to make a presence felt, I heard the mechanical and monotonous "didi-dip-dip" sound of an electronic sound coming from my pocket.

I was stunned and subconsciously asked the system: "Did you ring?"

"No...how is that possible? You just rang."

Just as I was trying to argue with the system about who was ringing, Odasaku reminded me: "Jingniao, your phone is ringing."

When he said this, I remembered that I still had a mobile phone in my pocket that Dazai Osamu had stuffed with my salary, which could be used as a super long-distance radio. I haven't used this thing since I got it. If Gin hadn't helped me charge it and put it back in my pocket every day, I'm afraid it would have ended up like the tie Osamu Dazai gave him - I wouldn't have known it was used. I gathered them up and stuffed them somewhere in the closet.

I hurriedly took out my cell phone from my pocket amidst the rapid electronic sound, and then under the guidance of both the system and Odasaku, I finally pressed the answer button and answered the communication.

The next second, a voice sounded on my phone that I absolutely, absolutely did not want to hear at this time.

"Ah, Frightened Bird. I didn't expect you to answer the phone." Osamu Dazai's somewhat distorted voice through the radio waves came to my ears from the receiver of the mobile phone. He said with a smile: "You are still angry. ——”

Before he could finish his sentence, I hung up the phone without any instructions, which I didn't know how to use.

After hanging up the call, I raised my head and looked at Odasaku. The phone's beep sounded again at an inappropriate time, and Odasaku paused: "Is it Dazai?"

It took me a long time to adjust my gloomy expression into an "I don't know what happened" look. I gritted my teeth and forced out my voice: "I don't know, maybe this thing is broken." Come on, I’ll smash it right away.”

This chapter is not finished yet, click on the next page to continue reading-->>Odasaku rubbed his dark red hair, he sighed and said: "Why don't you let me pick it up?"

Why.

How can that bastard Osamu Dazai have such good friends? I don’t even have one.

System: "Your friends will only stab you through the heart."

Me: "Shut up, that's not my friend."

Odasaku took the mobile phone. Anyway, he was not in a hurry like me and didn't know where to press it. He easily picked up the call from Osamu Dazai. After all, this thing is much more high-tech than radio. The ninja's hearing is so good that he can only eavesdrop on the subtle voice on the other end of the phone, but can't hear clearly what Osamu Dazai said.

I can only judge the conversation between those two based on Odasaku's answers.

"Well, Jingniao is with me." Odasaku replied. After a long time, he glanced at me and then showed helplessness: "Looks like he's angry."

A slight laugh came from the phone. If Odasaku hadn't been looking at me, I would have rushed back to the Port Mafia headquarters building to finish the thing I didn't have time to do in the private cell, the thing Mr. Mori gave me. I still have my coat.

I don’t know what Osamu Dazai said to Odasaku. After a long silence, the man who was still Osamu Dazai’s friend in name answered seriously into his cell phone: “It’s your fault this time, Dazai. You should apologize to Jingniao.”

Then something seemed to be said on the other end of the phone, and Odasaku hung up the call and returned the phone to me.

I held the food in my mouth and waited expectantly for him to say something like "Osama Dazai is really too much" and "It's all Osamu Dazai's fault, and I have to break up with him." But in the end, he just simply said He returned the phone to me: "Don't be angry, Jingniao."

I didn't hear what I wanted to hear. I stuffed the phone back into my pocket, spat out the bamboo stick in my mouth, curled my lips and said with some disappointment, "What? I'm not angry with you."

"I'm talking about Dazai."

Odasaku thought for a while and then said: "It's useless to be angry with him blindly. If you don't make it clear to Dazai, that person will never know where he went wrong."

Me: "...huh?"

I thought Odasaku was joking with me, but then I thought about it, Odasaku is not the type to tease me. What's more, the calm expression on his face didn't indicate any intention of joking.

"Don't look at Dazai's appearance. In reality, he is just a kid a few years older than you."

"...Him? Child?"

"Children who are overly shrewd are also children." Odasaku nodded to me, and continued in a gentler tone: "The reason why Dazai would use this matter to tease you is probably because he does not have this awareness."

He spoke to me patiently, slightly bending the ends of his eyes to show that he seemed a little amused.

"It's incredible, isn't it? The cadre-sama who can guess people's hearts doesn't know where he went wrong, because he has never been really worried by others, so..." Odasaku's upper body leaned forward and crossed the table between us. , he stretched out his arm and patted the top of my hair: "Don't be angry, Frightened Bird."

The system asked at the right time: "Jingniao, what do you think?"

Me: "Tsk, I don't want to see it. It feels so pitiful."

The same sentence was spoken by Odasaku and Dazai Osamu, but they sounded completely different. They all said "Don't be angry". Odasaku said it as a sincere comfort, while Dazai Osamu said it as if he was adding fuel to the fire. With Odasaku's good-natured persuasion, even though I was extremely angry, I should calm down.

For Odasaku's sake, I can reluctantly forgive Dazai Osamu. But after all, I ran away today, and now I can’t bear to go back and tell Dazai Osamu that I don’t hate you anymore. I left all the work in the afternoon to Akutagawa. Anyway, he already argued with me because I don’t know how to behave. It's been a few days, and it's not bad this time.

After a good job, I skipped work and started fishing with Odasaku to complete his work.

Although Mr. Mori once assigned Akutagawa and I to the lower levels of the Port Mafia because of our tacit cooperation, in fact, the two of us actually completed very few tasks well. Seeing that Akutagawa and I were Black Lizards, the lower-level staff didn’t dare to make things more difficult. Only now did I realize that compared to the trivial things that Odasaku was really doing, the work assigned to us at that time was still barely enough to sustain the military. The dignity of the Dou Faction is much more leisurely in comparison.

At least I have never experienced teaching gangsters in a mafia-affiliated shopping street, nor have I tried to help clean the house of a mafia who is also a low-level member.

Ah, but that junior member had heard about the Black Lizards. The man who was a round older than me acted as if he was a little afraid of me. Not only did he not let me intervene in the cleaning, he even did it himself He spent money to buy me juice to drink, which still made me feel quite happy.

This chapter is not finished yet, click on the next page to continue reading -->> As the night grew darker, Odasaku and I said goodbye to the man who kept nodding and bowing to me after a hard day's work. Originally, I wanted to go back just like this. Then Odasaku suggested that I go with him.

"Hey - is there any unfinished work?"

"No, that's not the case. The next step is to go to a bar named Lupin." Odasaku explained: "Dazai is also there. I made a promise on the phone before that he will apologize to you for what happened before."

I didn’t understand what lupin meant for a while, but I heard that there was a word for wine at the end, so he was probably talking about the name of an izakaya. Although I am not old enough to drink and have no interest in izakayas, I really want to see with my own eyes the way Dazai Osamu bowed his head and admitted his mistake to me.

The place Odasaku was talking about was deep in a street. I followed Odasaku, pushed open the wooden door and walked in. As the store owner said "Welcome", I first saw Osamu Dazai, who was sitting on a high chair and looking bored in the deserted and almost empty store.

There was a sound at the door, and Dazai Osamu turned his head and looked in our direction.

The black-haired boy, whose face was half covered by a bandage, originally looked very bored, but after meeting my gaze, his honey-colored eyes suddenly brightened.

"Ah, Frightened Bird, you're here." Osamu Dazai's voice was brisk and cheerful, as if nothing had happened before: "Are you still angry with me? Don't be angry."

I reflexively turned my face on Dazai Osamu, but as soon as my expression calmed down, I realized something was wrong. The atmosphere was strangely silent for a long time, and I explained dryly: "I'm not angry."

The atmosphere seemed more awkward.

I wasn't angry at first, but when I saw him I subconsciously went into tantrum mode.

What to do, Odasaku is still watching... It's all Dazai Osamu's fault.

The author has something to say: 1 In the past two days, website shortcomings started popping up in my backend every now and then, telling me that my old article had failed the review and was locked. As a result, I took a look at what I had written, and damn, there was nothing. Writing is just an ordinary plot chapter, let alone indescribable. I didn't even have physical contact beyond holding hands. Finally, I have no plans to leave Jinjiang yet. It is too difficult to run an account from scratch.

2 Jingniao was angry because Brother Shui’s education method prohibited taking advantage of other people’s concern. As a result, his concern was played by Dazai Osamu. Dazai really didn't realize why Jingniao was angry, he didn't have this consciousness.

3 Odasaku is such a good person!

4 Odasaku's daily work comes from his own description in the TV animation and the description in the official novel, with slight modifications.

5 Ah, I suddenly discovered that I can use the chapter anti-theft function. I'll give it a try. The anti-theft ratio is set at %, which means that less than % of people who purchase Chapter V will see it. If the purchase ratio is enough and you still can't see it, then it's Jinjiang's problem, and you can abuse Jinjiang vigorously. Seeing as I have written free articles for so many years...don’t read pirated articles in this one?

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